Chapter 2
The following day, a news conference was being called at the local secondary school. Police and news vans arrived, the press began quickly to set up their cameras and microphones in front of the make shift stage. Hundreds of students scurried out front alongside their parents and teachers. The crowd mumbled to themselves, excited with the activity. Finally the cameras were ready, the news people took their places as the Chief of Police approached the podium. Adjusting the mike on top he nodded to an officer by his side.
“Good Afternoon everyone. We have called this press conference to announce a dangerous new criminal at large. A fiend that recently even used innocent young men as these in his nefarious plot.” The Chief pointed to two of the schoolboys who were caught yesterday by the police. The boys were escorted by officers, they had scowls on their faces, embarrassed to be standing in front of the school as examples.
“This villain will be caught!” The crowd cheered as the cameras flashed. “We have this on a guarantee…..by one of the city’s most devoted heroines…..Supergirl!”
The crowd looked stunned, a cry of excitement rose from them as she approached the stage to the claps and cheers of the police chief and the crowd. The boys on staged looked at her with hate, watching her with piercing eyes as she approached the stage and came up to the podium. Also in the crowd, a group of young girls, all dressed in the school uniform looked on unimpressed with the superheroine. They didn’t clap or cheer as Supergirl took the microphone.
“ Thank you Chief.” The Chief strolled offstage to take a seat with the crowd. A smiling Supergirl gripped the podium.
“As you were told, there is a new villain in town….and he will be brought to justice! This I give you my word!” The crowd cheered again. “There is not a villain out there that can escape me, invisible or not. There is no need to fear, I will personally keep this city safe.”
The crowd applauded again as the cameras flashed. Supergirl smiled waving to them proudly.
“I want to publicly challenge this creep, come out and face me!” She laughed. “If you were a man……..” The heroine paused for a minute.
“You wanted me Supergirl ?” She heard the voice in her ear.
‘He’s here!’ She looked at the innocent students glaring admiringly at her, waiting for her next words.
“Oh, I see,” The phantom snickered. “ too many innocents here, eh. Want to fight in a nice open space ?”
“If you were decent you would..” She whispered behind her, careful not to let anyone notice her.
“Yes, well that doesn’t suit me…why should I play by your rules, when mine are so much more fun, ha-ha.” The fiend was laughing at her. “Go on with your speech, pretend that everything is fine….and I promise I wont hurt any of the students.”
Supergirl bit down on her teeth, an angry sigh escaped her as she looked back a the young faces in front of her, at the distinguished guest and press.
“….as I was saying…oohhh….” She was suddenly surprised. She could feel him behind her, hidden by the podium on the stage he had his ghostly hands running up her shapely legs, up high, lifting her skirt.
‘I have to obey, how would I possibly explain how he got the better of me right when I was vowing his capture….the fiend….I have to do as he says.’
“….um…excuse me, “ she nervously smiled at the crowd, her breathing had become heavy and rapid.. “ as I was..uh..saying….” She could feel him groping her ass, his hands running over her silky panties.
‘How dare he!’ her body tightened at his touch.
“When I find this vile stupid villain, “ her hands gripped the podium tightly.
“Who’s stupid?” the voice whispered. “you look pretty stupid now.” His fingers ran over the band of her panties, as Supergirl’s eyes widen with shock. She quickly tried cover herself but again she jumped.
“..aaa!!!...”She tried to compose herself, she had to keep them from finding out what was going on behind her.
The villain slid his invisible fingers around her panties, pulling the tight satin to one side, exposing her delicate peach.
“…um…wh-when I find this villain there will be no mercy for an enemy of the people….:” She was getting angrier, but also she was feeling hot. She could feel him teasing her between her legs, her helpless mound at his mercy. She felt helpless against this type of dirty assault, she dared not fight back.”
“Oh, you like that eh Supergirl.” His fingers began stroking her clit, caressing her sensitive area, smooth and long strokes, downward along her lips. He could feel her warm, her body jerking as he circled her, secretly stroking her. “Just remember to keep your hands where I can see them, keep them planted on that stand, don’t move or somebody will get hurt.”
His hands were all over her now, fingers parting her, her body slightly jerking, fighting against him…but she was wet, slicking his fingers with her juices.
“…his..um…crimes will not go unpunished!”
Supergirl was desperately trying to stay calm, but her passions were rising inside her.
‘Unpunished…um…like he’s punishing me now…’ her mind was running, her body was on fire, she could feel something behind her…’Oh my Gawd…’
“..villains like this usually slip up sooner..mmm…or later…..” She felt his cock slip between her legs. Warm and hard, slipping through her fleshy thighs, sliding in her wet clit. She gripped the podium for added support, her fingers digging into the wood.
Some of the people in the audience seemed to notice the change in her behavior.
“What’s wrong with Supergirl ?”
“Nothing, she’s just very passionate about this.” Two onlookers whispered.
“She looks strange….”
“…and when we do…mmmm….(gasp)….catch him, I P-Promise he will be put away for a l-long time.” Her body was on fire, the phantom was slowly stroking her, his hard cock sliding in and out of her, she was his plaything. Behind the podium, unseen her skirt magically raised, her exposed panty clad ass shuttering as the villain had his way with her, droplets of sweat ran down the back of her knee. Her legs felt weak, her breath was hot and heavy, she could barely concentrate, she had to continue, she had to pretend as if everything was fine…all the while her powers were being drained away.
“…Y-you can t-trust..mm.n..in me…” her head fell back, tears crept to the sides of her eyes, she bit her lip, every muscle in her body tensed, her legs tingled as she could feel him hard, ready. She had to catch herself as he almost pushed her over the podium. Her own passions were exploding inside her, unknown to the audience. The more excited she got, the weaker she felt….the villain had unwittingly discovered Supergirl’s weakness. She felt a rush of her own wetness as he pummeled her, finding it hard to stand.
“….i promise..mmmgg…”
‘ Gawd how much longer can I stand this?’
“this menace….nnngg …will be..a..a.. apprehended….nnnnffff” Her body was being pushed hard behind the stand, Supergirl herself was finding it hard to mask her expression. The crowd stood up and cheered just as the villain had finished with her. His hot white cum sprayed all over her round ass, dark droplets appeared on her yellow silk panties. Staining her again in his vile seed, again he had bested her, this time with hundreds of witnesses and she was powerless to stop him.
“haha, very nice Supergirl…you did an admirable job….thank you again, haha.”
Her face grimaced in anger, she dared not turn around, she hated him.
“You had better hide well, fiend. When I find you I’m going to beat you to a pulp.” She said through clenched teeth as she stepped away from the podium, forcing herself to smile at the cheering crowd. She threw up her hand giving a wave, listening for the villain to exit behind her. What she didn’t count on was his betrayal.
She suddenly felt his hands take hold of her miniskirt, either side suddenly felt tight with his grip as he ripped it down her long legs.
The crowd stopped suddenly, all eyes were on her. Supergirl stood in shock, the red satin skirt down around her boots as the crowd got a good look at her silky yellow panties and pussy cleavage. She was mortified, as the entire assembly eyed her, cameras flashed capturing her, her face blushed a deep red hue as the villain pulled the skirt out of her grip and tossed it to a wide eyed boy in the crowd. The boy smiled broadly as he clutched the skirt, his eyes glued to the exposed Supergirl.
“EEEYYHAHAHAHAHA” The invisible laughter echoed in the school. Suddenly she could feel his hands on her tight top!
“No you don’t!” She wrestled with him, trying to keep her top up. There was no way she was going to be nude in public! Finally pulling back hard she broke his grip. She moved back waiting for him…but it seemed he was gone again.
Immediately the security force pried the skirt from the boy as the crowd rushed forward for a better look at the superheroine.
“Supergirl, quick there’s a girl’s washroom over there.” The Chief handed her the skirt as he and the others pushed the mob of people back. Supergirl quickly retreated inside the washroom; she could hear the police behind her clearing the building, pushing the crowd outside.
Inside the dingy room, where graffiti and phone numbers written in black marker decorated the badly run down washroom, she slipped on her skirt again, her mind running with images of how she would pummel the invisible man with her fist.
“You just can’t keep your fucking clothes on, can you?” A voice came from behind her.
Supergirl looked up quickly, it wasn’t his voice, it was the voice of a young girl. A dark haired girl dressed in her uniform with at least ten others behind her. They rushed at Supergirl, ambushing her.
“Hey! What do you think you’re doing?” Supergirl side stepped the leader, tripping her to the floor. She avoided the fist of two others, using their own body weight to send them tumbling on each other.
“Stop, I don’t want to hurt any of you.”
More of the girls jumped her, grabbing her arms, trying to pin them at her side.
“What’s wrong with all of you?”
“You’re the problem, slut!” One of the girls fist landed in Supergirl’s stomach.
‘Owww….’ The heroine doubled over. ‘…that hurt!….I still need time to recover, my powers aren’t up to full strength..’
Using her feet she clipped the girl in front of her legs, sending the teen falling to the floor.
‘I have to finish this quickly.’ She then broke free of the girls holding her, tossing two of them against the filthy sinks. Another charged Supergirl but she quickly countered the girls move and flipped her hard on the floor. Another two went at her but she sidestepped them and the girls collided falling in a heap.
“You think you’re really hot shit, don’t you.” It was the lead girl again. She grabbed Supergirl from behind choking her.
“I’ve had enough of you and your gang!” Supergirl grabbed the girl by her wrist and twisted her arm around until she had the leader pinned with her arm behind her back.
“AAAAiiii…let me go you Bitch!” The girl fell on her knees as Supergirl still had her arm pinned to her back. The other girls were stirring on the floor, she had defeated them all.
“Now tell me why you attacked me.” She twisted the girl’s arm harder.
“Owwww….you slut…” the leader cried, “..that day you fucked those boys….that was our boyfriends!”
Supergirl’s mouth fell open, she was shocked. The girl meant the boys that had attacked her the day before. She looked around at the other girls, it was all of their boyfriends, the girls had wanted revenge on her.
Supergirl’s hesitation was all the girl needed. She reached behind her, she felt Supergirl’s tender mound between her legs and groped her.
“What?” The superheroine was taken aback, it was the opening the leader needed. She jumped up grabbing a handful of Supergirl’s hair pulling her down.
“OOOWWWWW !!!!” Supergirl landed on the grimy floor, dirt streaked on her proud costume.
The other girls quickly noticed fall, they jumped in again, the fight wasn’t over yet. One of them clawed Supergirl’s breast, digging her fingernails into the shiny tits of the superheroine.
“You whore, we’re gonna teach you to fuck our men!”
Celia attacked the superheroine’s pussy, fingering her, making her loose concentration, forcing her to become wet.
“Ahhh..don’t touch me there!”
Supergirl could feel her powers fading, she pushed at the girls but all of them were too strong for her, her body twisted as Celia continued her assault. She spanked Supergirl’s pussy,
“Ahhh…” gently then slid her finger inside soaking clit, forcing her into an orgasm, forcing her to loose her strength.
More of the girls grabbed Supergirl’s wrist, pinning her to the floor, the mud and dirt smeared on the heroines costume. She tried to break free, using the last of her superstrenth. They grabbed the girl of steel, lifting her from the floor and pushed her into one of the stall doors, sending her falling inside next to the toilet.
“Oowww..” Supergirl’s head clanked on the bowl. More of the schoolgirls grabbed her again, pushing her face down on it.
“No..nooommmmfffff” Her face was pressed down on the dirty rim, the filth rubbed along her face and lips. Behind her Natasha grabbed a handful of her clit again.
“aaaimmmmmfffffffff” Her lips were pinned on the toilet, her hair wet from the disgusting water, Supergirl tried to push away from the cold porcelain, she couldn’t stand it!
“You’re gonna pay slut!” The girls smiled as they faced her hard down on the toilet, Supergirl struggled but her arms were secured by the girls. They pulled her back up, the tiring and weakening superheroine struggled in their clutches before they laughed and dunked her again..
“Fucking slut superheroine, you probably fucked other peoples boyfriends too, but today you gonna pay. You think you’re cute running around in your outfit?”
Supergirl gasped for air as they turned her around. They grabbed her by either arm and pushed her hard back down on the toilet. Her red boots popped up as she fell inside the bowl. Her ass dipped in the cold water, her short skirt soaked in the water.
The girls giggled pleasingly at the site of the humiliated superheroine soaking.
“Unngg…no you got it all wrong…” She tried to plead with them.
“Shut up slut!”
“This should cool your fucking pussy off, slut. You’d better be careful whose boyfriend you fuck next time.”
“Poor girl, got your skirt all wet? Haha.”
Supergirl’s face went red, she struggled to their amusement to get up but they pushed her in again. Splashing in the water, her skirt was soaking wet; the girls circled her looking down at her sneering.
“Where you think you going slut? We’re not through with you. You thought you could seduce our boyfriends and get away with it?”
“No…they did it…they attacked me.”
“You liar! We should cut off her fucking tits!” One of the girls shouted.
Supergirl looked up at the girls, a shiver went up her spine as she found herself captured by the vengeful girls.
“No bring her over here!” It was the leader girl again. They grabbed the heroine, tossing her hard into the sinks where she fell in front of the girl.
“What are we gonna do with her, Amanda?”
Supergirl looked up, her proud costume wet and dirty from the floor, her wet hair stuck to her neck.
“Supergirl, “ She said it distastefully. “You’d better stop fighting slut, we’ve got pictures of you fucking my boyfriend, so don’t deny it. And if you don’t stop resisting I’m going to have him mail it to every newspaper in town….YOU UNDERSTAND!?”
Supergirl’s face went blank, she stared at the smirking girl in front of her.
“Its not my fault….I never meant to …they attacked me!.” She tried to explain but was quickly cut off.
“Shut up, slut.” Celia, the leader, stood over her in her high healed boots, she had the headmasters cane in her hand and sternly laid it on her shoulder. Supergirl looked up at the young girl in her school outfit, behind her the others were eager to see the superheroine’s punishment.
“you whore, you think this costume is appropriate?”
“I….”
Amanda brought the cane down on Supergirl’s chin, she inspected the tight costume, swatting the heroines satin tits as she ran the cane over them.
“Owww….”
‘What is she planning?’ The heroine gasped.
“How can you run around in something so short like that if you’re not a whore?” She used the cane to lift Supergirl’s skirt. The superheroine stirred, she grabbed her skirt about to pull it down when the girl shouted.
“Don’t you dare!” Celia sneered. “You kneel there and take your punishment slut.” She pointed the cane at Supergirl again.
Supergirl looked at her, she looked at the other girls snickering at her. Embarrassed, she lowered her hands to her side and allowed Celia to lift her skirt, showing all her shame.
“and look at that fat fucking pussy.” Amanda poked Supergirl’s fleshy mound with the cane, sliding it down her clit, stroking her with the hard wood.
“Stop that! Let me go!” Supergirl struggled, but the others held on to her, allowing Amanda to continue toying with the superheroine. ”I’ve had enough of this!”
The schoolgirl walked closer, giving Supergirl a sneer, she pushed the tip of her boot on Supergirl’s wet mound.
“You’ll sit and obey….do you understand?”
Supergirl grimaced in pain, she looked up at her young capture and obediently nodded.
‘What do these girls want from me? I feel so strange….submissive…mmm”
“I bet you’ve fucked a lot of boys with that, huh slut!” She stepped on Supergirl’s mound, her hard leather boots pushing her tender lips apart.
“Oowww…please…don’t……”
“Quite, bitch!”
Supergirl looked up at the dominant teen. The girl enjoyed her pain, she love humiliating the heroine. Her long lean legs stepped down on Supergirl’s snatch. Her smooth leather boot glided over Supergirl’s wet panties, her heel pushing into the heroines clit.
Supergirl’s back arched, the girls behind her held her tighter. Her head fell back as the boot rested on her soft tender mound. She wanted to break free of the torment but she was helpless, the other girls watched her being tortured amused. They all circled her, wanting to see her pay for something she was innocent of…but they didn’t care….she was their prisoner now.
“You like fucking other men, slut?”
“No…please, let me go….”
“Now how’s that look for a superheroine to be begging a bunch of schoolgirls, haha. You really are pathetic, Supergirl…you’re not super at all.” The girl pressed hr boot harder on Supergirl’s mound, happily watching the heroine moan in pain. She placed the tip of the can under the heroine’s chin, she wanted her to know she was in charge. She wanted the slut superheroine, that the whole city loved, that everyone thought was so sweet, to suffer. She mercifully pulled her boot away and turned her back on Supergirl.
“Look, I don’t know what you want with me, but you’d better let me go NOW!”
“You’ll go when we’re through with you!” Celia scolded. “Gag her.”
“ Natasha, find something to shut her up with.”
The girls giggled, Peggy and Natasha reached beneath their skirts and slowly pulled down their silky red panties.
“What better way to gag a slut than with panties, haha.” Peggy giggled rolling her shimmering white panties tightly.
“What? No….you cant do that to me…” Supergirl struggled, she wouldn’t let them do this to her…she wasn’t going to let them do this!
Natasha took Supergirl by the chin, pinching her nose.
‘No…no….wont let you…mmmm’
The heroine’s mouth fell open, gasping for air as Peggy shoved her panties in the superheroine’s wide mouth.
“mmmmffffffffff…” She tasted the soft silky panties mixed with the girl’s perfume. “mmmmfffffggggggg” Natasha stuffed hers in the heroines pouting mouth as well.
Supergirl bit down on the soft meteial, a rush of shame fell over her, watching her young captures laughing and pointing at her stuffed mouth.
“You like the taste of that Supergirl” Celia laughed.
“mmmmffffffff…” ‘Salty.’ Supergirl struggled trying to talk through the panties.
Celia lifted her skirt, taking hold of her own panties, The other girls gawked at the satin gold panties Celia wore, shiny and smooth. The rebellious girl didn’t care about the dress code at school, she want to always feel sexy in her uniform. She slowly slid them down her legs, stepping through them. Supergirl watched her with wide eyes. She couldn’t imagine what she had planned.
“that’s illegal from the dress code,” one of the girls whispered to another girl’ “Celia loves breaking the rules, lol.”
The leader walked over to Supergirl, whose mouth was already packed, Natasha’s red panties peeked between her lips, become wet from the superheroine’s saliva. Supergirl watched as Celia pulled her shiny gold panties up above her head.
‘No! no!!!’ Supergirl struggled, trying to turn away. The girls holding her forced her back down, Natasha cupped the heroine’s pussy with her hand, forcing her to be still.
Celia stretched out the panties and slipped them over Supergirl’s head. Down on her soft hair and over her face. The crotch of Celia’s shiny silk gold panties covered Supergirl’s nose, her eyes peeked out of each leg opening as she was ‘faced’ with the panties.
“You superheroines like wearing mask don’t you, haha. This one is just for you, slut.”
The other girls laughed at how ridiculous Supergirl looked, watching her with Celia’s panties hooded on her head. The mighty Supergirl stuggled, her costume wet and dirty, her face covered in the girl’s panties, she couldn’t stand the humiliation, she tasted the panties in her mouth, Celia’s strawberry scented body spray and musk filled her face.
“Turn her over, I want to discipline that bitch!”
Supergirl was forced over on her stomach. Her face pressed against the dirty floor of the washroom, her eyes wide through the legs of the panties on her face.
“Mmmmffffffff….mmmmffff” she could feel them behind her, lifting her skirt. They pressed her face on the floor but lifted her ass high. Behind her Celia passed the cane to Natahsa. The girl smiled gripping the cane.
“MMMMMMFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!MMMFFFNNNNOOOMMM” Supergirl peeked through the panties behind her. Two other girls had taken hold of her legs. Holding her steady as Natasha started her punishment.
“You think you can come in our school and dress like a slut?”
<SMACK!> The first sting of the cane struck Supergirl’s tender ass.
“MMMmmfffffff!!!!!” She cried into her gag. The girls had thought of everything…no one could hear her cries.
“seducing our boys with your short skirt and big tits!”
“You supergirls think you’re so fine and beautiful, ….flying sluts.”
“MMMMFFFGGG.hhhhmmmmm….” Tears welled in Supergirl’s eyes, she couldn’t believe what was happing to her.
“Here at our school, you will dress appropriately. You don’t come in here flaunting your body at our men. That’s how sluts like you end up in positions like this.”
<SMACK!>
Celia grabbed the sobbing Supergirl’s hair through the panties on her head, pulling her back to look at her. Her eyes flashing through the panty mask.
“My boyfriend will be here any minute and I want to show him that you’re nothing.” She pushed Supergirl’s head back down on the dirty sink. “I want him to see you at our feet, show him what I did to his slutty superheroine.”
“MMMMffffff.h” Supergirl cried, how could she tell them that she was innocent…that they had raped her…..she didn’t want to!!!
As if on cue, the door to the room opened. Inside walked the boys who had raped Supergirl the day before. The looked around at the gang of girls as Celia walked over to the lead boy and kissed him hard on the lips.
“Mmmm…guess what baby,” She smiled pulling herself tight into his body. “I got your girlfriend.’
The boy looked at her confused for a moment and asked, “Who?”
The other girls parted so he could see her. Supergirl. She was on the floor, her outfit pulled and dirty, she looked up at him from her panty mask.
“Is that Supergirl? How did you?”
“We were waiting for her, she’s not as hot as you think.” Celia walked over to Supergirl again, stepping on the proud heroine’s clit again. “She’s nothing, just another piece of ass! Isn’t that right Supergirl.”
“Mmmmfffffff….” She pleaded with her eyes.
‘Please tell her the truth….tell her I’m innocent…..”
“Wow, baby. I cant believe you got her.” The boy came closer to Supergirl, studying her. He turned back to Celia, looking at her. “but you have to believe me, baby….she attacked us.”
“MMMMffffffff!!!!” Supergirl tried to protest.
‘No! He’s lying…he’s lying!!!
“We never wanted her….but she kept pushing her body on us, grabbing our package….she said she wanted to fuck all of us. She wouldn’t let us go…”
‘NO! that’s not true!’ She pleaded with her eyes.
Celia looked at Supergirl sharply, she grabbed the heroine’s stained cape, wrapping her fist around it.
“You fucking whore. I knew it! “
“What are we going to do with this slut? You like sex?” Natasha put her hand over the spot where Supergirl’s mouth was, she began fingering the heroine in front of the boys. Supergirl squirmed, helpless, she felt humiliated as her teen captures played with her.
“I don’t think you deserve to wear this outfit,” Celia looked at the other girls.
“Strip her!”
“Whammmfff…nnmmooommmmfffff”
“Tie her up, I want her at my feet.”
The girls jumped Supergirl, pushing her face down on the dirty wet floor. All around her they were tearing at her clothes, pulling her boots off, her belt. She tried to fight them, but there were too many. They ripped her skirt down and slid it off her legs, her cape was removed and finally they pinned her, pulling her satin blue top off, her perky round tits were exposed for the boys. The girls giggled as they pushed her face down on the floor. Supergirl’s tits pressed hard against the filthy tile, her tits rested on the cold tile while behind her they were bringing rope.
“Here, I want her costume,” Celia began undressing, her curvaous body slipping out of her school uniform. She tossed her skirt and top over to the girls as she began dressing in Supergirl’s.
“Mmmffffffnnnoooo….that’s..mmine…I’m supergirl!”
The girls took Celia’s small uniform and pulled it on Supergirl, the short skirt barely covered her, the top stretched over her larger breast as the girl forced her to put them on.
“You should be used to tight clothes, slut.” Natasha grabbed the rope, pulling Supergirl’s elbows together she began tying her up.
“mmmnn..lllet mmee goo…”She grunted through the wet panties in her mouth.
Celia’s boyfriend watch fasinated as she dressed as Supergirl. Pulling on the red leather boots, the short skirt over her young hips. She pulled on the cape, smiling as he gaped at her lustfully. Then she slipped on Supergirl’s top.
“Look, haha. ..Cilia’s cant fill her top!” Peggy laughed watching the leader as she tried to pull Supergirl top on but her cup size was too small. Her tits were no where near the size of Supergirl’s.
“ You big titted slut!” Celia lashed out at the bound superheroine on the dirty floor. “you think this is funny? Do you?” She stepped on Supergirl’s lush ass, pressing her heel into her.
“Ooowwwwmmmfff…nnnooo…” She squirmed on the floor, fear had gripped her, she was wondering what the girls were about to do to her. She had been set up….don’t they see?
“ MMmmm..it looks fine to me.” Her boyfriend caught her from the back, kissing her on the neck and caressing her small tits. “You look sexy in that…so sexy….” He stroked her in the costume.
“You’re hard.” Celia smiled, she could feel his cock stiffening in his pants, she kissed him hard. Supergirl watched, still bound on the floor as the girl in her costume and her boyfriend began to make out.
“I’m the NEW Supergirl…” Celia smiled. “Would you boys like to have some fun with me?”
The boys smiled broadly, they had their own superheroine, asking for sex. They fell down on the floor next to Supergirl, Celia getting hot as her boyfriend carresed her sex, fondling her tits in the costume.
The girls pulled Supergirl down on the dank floor, her clothes filthy from the grime, they grabbed her feet, pulling her legs apart. Wide open, her struggles were useless.
Natasha smiled, “You like sex, huh?” She slipped her hand down on Supergirl’s stomach moving downward until she had a hold on her warm mound.
“mmmfffffff!!!!!!” Her head fell back at the girl’s soft touch.
‘What is she planning to do with me? Gawd…stop touching me!’
Natasha groped her, her fingers sliding along Supergirl’s panty clad pussy, stroking the smooth silk material over her clit, her nails gently raking along. Supergirl’s body jerked, trying to fight. The girls began to gently circle her vaginal regions. Supergirl buckled in muffled protest while next to her Celia in her costume opened herself up to her boyfriends large cock.
“You want to cum bitch? We’re gonna make you cum over and over until there’s nothing left.” Natasha laughed as she withdrew a large black dildo from her bag.
‘No…get that thing away from me…..its too big…..oooommmmffff’
The schoolgirl stroked the tip of the massive cock along Supergirl’s helpless clit. She moved it up and down, and then gently slid it inside.
“Oh hahaha, look! She’s wet!” Natasha screamed showing the others the wet dildo.
“Yeah bet she stays wet, nymph!” Celia added as her boyfriend began sexing her.
‘Ohhh…cant hold on….mmmmm….ooohhhh…’ Supergirl was loosing control, the sensations of all the hands on her was madding.
“You think you could ever steal my boyfriend, slut” Celia lectured her as other of the boys gathered around her. Admiring her in the Supergirl costume, massaging her breast. Celia smiled as she saw Natasha torturing Supergirl’s pussy. “You’re finished slut, oohhhmmm….I’m Supergirl now….I’m the Supergirl of this school…this is mine…mmmmm….if you touch one of my men again….mmm….my property…”
“OOHHHHH…..OOOOOHHHHHHMMMMFFF” Supergirl could hear the girl lecturing her….but Natasha had her in a frenzy…she had completely soaked her panties allowing the grime on the floor to stick to her, the girls were pinching her tits, fingering her amazingly…the black cock was teased over her clit and anal, they slid the large rubber between her legs teasingly. She look to the side of her at the girl in her suit being screwed. The small girl was being parted by her boyfriend, the cape spread out around them, her small legs barely filling the boots, she looked back at Supergirl smiling broadly, as if to say she had her powers now.
“Ohhnnngggggg” Natasha’s fingers circled her clit, the cold plastic dildo squeezed inside her, teasing her. It was shiny and slick with her juices, moving freely along her tender thighs, caressing her sensitive areas.
She was being forced to cum hard, they had her weaker than ever before, she was a total submissive….she had been broken…at the gang’s mercy.
Her body jerked violently under Natasha’s touch, she was on fire. She struggled in her bonds the girl had tied her, but was too weak to escape as she wiggled over the wet and dirty floor. She looked over at Celia, her boyfriend had cum hard, staining Supergirl’s costume, leaving dark wet drops over her as another of the boys, his cock stiff and hard pulled the fake Supergirl into him. He stroked her like the others, excited with the touch of the costume and the girl in it.
“MMMOOOOHHHHHHHHHHFFFFFF!!!!!” Supergirl came again. The dildo was sticky with her juices, she felt tired and weak, her body was exhausted, she wanted to sleep.
“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH…MMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGG…” Celia came, her body ridged around the boy’s, her legs in Supergirl’s boots crossed over him, pulling him into her tightly.
‘No…no….’
The boy’s cum decorated her new Supergirl outfit. The other boys groped at her, stroking the costume. They all wanted her now, amazed at how she looked in it. Another boy kissed her deeply, fingering her wet clit underneath the Supergirl costume. She jerked, her eyes closed, her mouth hot and open. She was enjoying Supergirl’s costume and her new found lust. She bit her lip cumming again.
Celia exhaled, she turned to look at Supergirl, bound in the school’s tight fitted uniform , squirming around the giggling girls. Celia looked at her boyfriend….then at Natasha.
“What are we going to do with this trash?” She stood up straighten her new costume that drooped on her smallish body. She smiled at the panty masked heroine.
“Lets dump her in the field, there will be a game in an hour…wont they be surprised when they see her. Natasha laughed, taking the dildo in her hand. “But first, lets plug her sex hole.”
“MMMMMFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!” Supergirl protested as the girls shoved the dildo inside Supergirl’s dirty wet panties, stretching them outward, pushing the smooth instrument into her sex.
They grabbed her, lifting her up in the uniform, struggling. The first two girls looked out the washroom then signaled to the others as they brought her out, Celia strutting in her Supergirl outfit, next her boyfriend carried Supergirl over his shoulder. The heroine in the tight uniform lay limp over his shoulder, her hands bound behind her, her cheeks peeking out of the small tight skirt as the boy carried her to the middle of the large field. The short skirt on the uniform flapped open, her tits pushing tight against the petite button shirt. The gang untied her, pulling her wide, spreading her eagle. They laid out stakes, tying her to the ground. Pulling her legs open, wide, the skirt riding up her waist, giving them a good view of her. They tied each of her legs open, she was spread out on the field, helpless. Natasha kneeled next to Supergirl, she ripped open the shirt, letting it barely cover her nipples but exposing her cleavage.
“We want to make sure everyone knows why you’re here.” She pulled a stick of bright red lipstick from her purse. Opening it high, she drew large red letters on Supergirl’s chest.
S-L-U-T. The ‘S’ had a triangle inside of it like the symbol on her Supergirl suit.
“haha, very clever Natasha.”
“MMmmmfff…nooo..youu cant llleave me like thtthis…” She struggled. “ppplleashe..this could ruimmee….”
“Your through Supergirl, you’re no longer a superheroine. We’re showing everyone what you really are.”
“Let’s go girls, the game will start soon. We don’t want to ruin the football team’s surprise.”
“MMmmfffffm…nommmmffff…no”
“Haha, I cant wait until they unmask her.” Laughed Natasha.
“Bye superslut!”
“Bye sweetheart.” They blew kisses at the struggling heroine, as the girls and boys disappeared.