CHAPTER 3:
BLACK AND BLUE AND RED ALL OVER
The Red Avenger and Ninja Girl crashed through the window of the darkened bank and waded into the ten female robbers. Ninja Girl twirled a nunchaku around her small body and with a single swipe, dispatched two foes. Meanwhile, her redheaded partner ran forward, leaping into the air and turning slightly sideways as she lashed out with her lithe legs, splitting her limbs as one leg shot forward and the other kicked back, dispatching two opponents simultaneously. Ninja Girl hurled her nunchaku at the ankles of yet another foe, downing the woman then gracefully cartwheeling across the floor to stand beside the Red Avenger in the middle of the room. There, they stood surrounded by the five remaining female hoodlums, members of the notorious Scar Gang who had been in the process of robbing the First National Bank of Sinner City when they were interrupted by... "The Red Avenger and Ninja Girl!" shouted the tallest of the remaining hoodlums. "Curse you bitches, always showing up at the wrong time! Get them, girls!" The two teenage superheroines stood back to back amidst the five larger women who closed in on them. As one thug lunged forward, the Red Avenger lashed out with a front snap kick, catching the woman under the chin. A second large woman launched herself at the comparatively frail Ninja Girl, only to be met with a devastating roundhouse kick to the face which stopped her dead in her tracks. Even as that foe collapsed to the floor, yet another thug lunged at the female martial arts expert. With inhuman skill and poise, Ninja Girl leapt high in the air, allowing the woman to pass harmlessly beneath her airborne form, while she called to her partner, "All yours!" As the thug's momentum carried her forward, the Red Avenger greeted her with a crushing straight punch to the center of the face, which broke the woman's nose and left her reeling on the ground. Without pausing, the redheaded superheroine extended both her arms, cupping her palms so as Ninja Girl descended, she planted her foot in the Red Avenger's hands and used them to catapult herself skyborne. The girl ninja somersaulted through the air, crashing feet first into one more female thug. Then the two heroines stood with the last gang member between them. As the confused hoodette looked from one heroine to the other, the two teenagers launched themselves in simultaneous flying sidekicks, striking opposite sides of the robber's skull at the same time and rendering her completely unconscious, even as the pair landed side-by-side and high-fived. "That somersault move worked perfect," said the Red Avenger, wiping the sweat from her brow. "Well we've sure been getting enough chances to practice it," answered Ninja Girl, taking a deep breath of air after the evening's exhausting exercise. The two heroines had been overworked as of late. They were currently the only superheroine vigilantes protecting Sinner City from the marauding scum terrorizing its populace. Ever since their compatriot, Intrepid Lady, had been hospitalized by the crimeboss Mrs. Scar and her enforcer Goliatha, the two young girls had been quite busy picking up the slack caused by her absence. The Red Avenger finished securing the last of the robbers, then collapsed against one wall of the bank, crouching down so her already tight red bikini stretched even more taut over her firm young body. She breathed deeply and closed her eyes to relax a moment. Her partner, also weary, knelt next to her. "Boy, I'm bushed," said the redhead. "I don't blame you," replied Ninja Girl. "This is the fourth night in a row we've busted up major criminal activity. Between that and all the studying you've been doing for school, I'm surprised you didn't fall asleep in the middle of the fight." "Well, next week is a school vacation," answered the high school senior. "Maybe things will slow down then and I can get some rest." "I hope so. It's been tough being the only superheroines in town. I hope Intrepid Lady gets back on the job soon." With the mention of the injured crimefighter, both women lapsed into an awkward silence. The other superheroine had been badly beaten and viciously raped by Mrs. Scar and Goliatha. It wasn't certain whether Intrepid Lady would ever be able to overcome the physical and mental trauma she had suffered to return to crimefighting. The Red Avenger finally arose and said, "We'll just have to keep things together until Intrepid Lady gets back on her feet... if she can. I'm not going to rest until I get those evil bitches, Goliatha and Scar, for what they did."
Ninja Girl landed in the Red Avenger's hands then sprung into the air. Again and again the petite, brunette repeated the same move as the video tape played scenes from the fight in the bank over and over. Goliatha sat in Mrs. Scar's penthouse office, watching the tape with a slight smile on her hardened face. The huge woman was interrupted as Mrs. Scar entered. "What are you doing?" asked the crimeboss. "Studying game film. Didn't you ever play football?" answered the gigantic female enforcer. "Of course not. Where did you get this tape?" Goliatha paused the video, then said, "I have some sources that managed to snatch this from the cameras at the bank your people attempted to rob last night. I'm studying these two supercunts, the Red Avenger and Ninja Girl." "Those bitches are causing me more and more aggravation. They're worse than Intrepid Lady! I hope you're ready to move against them soon." "In fact, I am." "Excellent. What's your plan?" The two women halted their conversation as Mrs. Scar's chief assistant, Matilda, entered unannounced. Without looking up, Mrs. Scar said, "Later. We're busy." While Matilda turned and scurried from the office, the gangboss motioned for Goliatha to continue. "The key is in this tape. Watch," said Goliatha as she hit the play button on the VCR and explained. "As you can see, these two superheroines usually work together." "Way too effectively for my taste," snapped Mrs. Scar. "That's the point. Relying on someone else makes you weak and careless. That's why I always fight alone. Look at these two bitches, the way they use teamwork to compensate for their lack of size and strength. Bah! Catch one of them alone and how tough would she be? Then look here, at the end of the tape. Look how tired they seem. As the only two remaining superheroines in Sinner City, they've been getting a lot of exercise lately. Perhaps it's taking a toll. And remember, even superheroines have day jobs. These bitches are running around day and night, wearing themselves out, getting more and more tired, more and more sloppy. Making themselves easy targets." "Very well, what do you propose?" "I'll take them one at a time. After they've been sufficiently softened up, of course. I'll need the resources of your whole organization working on this, however." "If it will rid me of those interfering bitches, you'll have it," replied Mrs. Scar.
In the days that followed, the people of Sinner City saw what was, even for them, an unprecedented explosion of major crimes. Bank robberies, bombings, armored car hijackings, museum robberies, arsons, and more rocked the already crime-plagued city. The costumed crimefighters, the Red Avenger and Ninja Girl were busier than ever, often breaking up three or even four crimes in one evening. As soon as they would stop an art heist, they would get word of a shootout across town and dash off to help out there. It finally got to the point where the twin heroines decided to temporarily split up, feeling they could stop more crimes and cover more territory working separately. Still, the crimewave continued. The Red Avenger was up to stopping five crimes a night, getting virtually no sleep as she struggled to get all her schoolwork done by day and all her crimefighting done at night. Little did she realize this was a calculated plan on the part of Goliatha and the Scar Gang. Thus it was that the lone superheroine was breaking up a convenience store hold-up at 4 a.m. Due to the late hour and the fact this was her fifth battle of the night, the tiring heroine had more trouble than usual, taking a full 30 seconds to dispatch the three female crooks. As the redheaded crimefighter finished securing the chubby blonde girl who was the last of the three robbers, she began to look forward to going home and getting at least a couple of hours sleep before school. "That should take care of you," said the Red Avenger, trussing the robber's hands. The blonde sneered at her and said, "You may have stopped us, but at least we distracted you from the big target." "And what might that be?" "Wouldn't you like to know?" taunted the thief. "Yeah, I would," answered the Red Avenger, grabbing the blonde's lapels in a threatening gesture. "All right! All right! I'll tell you. It's too late for you to do anything about it, anyway. Because, even as we speak, Red Avenger, my friends are across town at the Galaxy Health Spa." "And what are they doing there?" "Why planting a bomb, of course. The mayor and the police commissioner work out there every morning when it opens at 5 o'clock.. Today, they'll get a really explosive' workout." Instantly, the Red Avenger was dashing for the door, moving at top speed to make it across town before the Scar Gang could pull off their plan.
After a mad half-hour sprint across the darkened city streets and rooftops, the Red Avenger crashed through the skylight window of the posh Galaxy Health Spa. If she had entered through the front door, she might have noticed the sign that notified patrons the club was closed for the week. But instead, the heroine came in from above, hoping to surprise her opponents. It seemingly worked, as a group of 7 tall, muscular women, looked up in a start. "The Red Avenger! What are you doing here?" exclaimed the group's leader, in feigned shock. Standing poised, with her lithe, shapely, bare legs spread apart, fists resting on her slim, feminine hips, the confident heroine, clad only in her tight red bikini, knee-high sock-like boots, and small red mask proclaimed, "I needed a workout so I figured I'd come down here and toss around some dumbbells!" "Get her!" ordered the leader. As two female thugs charged at the brash young superheroine, the other five gangsters retreated from the room. The Red Avenger easily dispatched her first foe with a sidekick to the leg, driving the blade of her left foot into the other woman's kneecap, causing a loud "Pop!" as the criminal's knee dislocated, dropping her to the ground in pain. The second criminal cocked her fist and threw an overhand right. Calmly, the teenage crimefighter waited for the punch to near her, moving her head slightly as she caught the thug's arm and pivoted, hurling the woman over her shoulder to the floor, rendering her unconscious. Without thought, the brave young heroine bolted from the room in pursuit of the other five women. She chased the fleeing figures down a darkened hallway, finally cornering them in the sauna. The Red Avenger was so concentrated on her foes, that at first she didn't even notice the sauna had been turned on. Instead, she focused on her five larger, older opponents. The five women, who were all dressed similarly, in tight shorts and halter tops, fanned out in the steaming sauna, attempting to encircle the lone superheroine. Calmly, the Red Avenger eyed the criminals, wisps of vapor swirling around her bikini'd figure, the sweat already starting to pour down her firm, nubile body. Suddenly, one criminal lashed out with a left hook. But the Red Avenger ducked away, shoving the woman into one of her cohorts. A third criminal attempted to grab the heroine, charging into her head first. But the skilled Red Avenger merely used the woman's momentum against her, falling on to her back and planting her foot in the charging hood's stomach, propelling the woman past her into a wall. Swiftly, the female crimefighter regained her feet, meeting one more hard-charging foe with a two-punch combination that dropped the goon to the ground. But another member of the vicious gang managed to grab the heroine from behind, lifting the redheaded girl off the floor, as she snarled, "I've got you now, bitch!" The gang's leader leapt forward to strike at the temporarily immobilized heroine. But the crafty Red Avenger, held up off the ground as she was from behind, lifted both her legs and shot them out, catching the oncoming woman in the face with the soles of her feet. While this ko'd the leader, it also sent the heroine and the thug holding her crashing to the floor. The two girl's struggled there, squirming their sweat-covered forms across the slick, tiled surface. Though the female criminal was far larger, the Red Avenger was more skilled. The two women rolled across the floor's surface, hands slipping across sweat-covered thighs, soft wet flesh rubbing together, fingers attempting to dig into slippery breasts... Finally, the Red Avenger managed to roll atop her foe and stun her with a short right hand to the jaw. But as she began to regain her feet, the last gang member tackled her. The heroine went down in a pile, sandwiched between the two larger women. The three female forms again rolled across the surface, one criminal attempting to restrain the Red Avenger as the other sought to choke her. But with the slippery conditions and the superheroine's remarkable skills, the thugs found it difficult to do significant damage. Sharp fingernails were raked across delicate body parts, hair was pulled and punches landed as the three sweating, heaving girls struggled in the boiling sauna. The temperature was up to 190 degrees and all three women were feeling completely drained. Still, they struggled on. The Red Avenger managed to get behind one opponent, encircling the woman's throat with her slim but powerful left arm, locking her own left hand against her right biceps as her right hand pressed on the back of the criminal's head, cutting off the air and blood to the woman's brain. While the heroine attempted to choke her one foe unconscious, she kept the gagging woman's body between herself and the second criminal, who uselessly attempted to reach around her compatriot to get at the heroine. Finally, the first thug went limp, choked completely unconscious. The Red Avenger shoved this woman into the second criminal and rolled to her feet. There, she stood facing the final gang member. Both women slowly circled each other, their bodies glistening in perspiration, their limbs aching, lungs on fire. Though she felt as if she could sleep for a week, the brave, determined superheroine stepped forward and fired a left hand at her foe. It snapped the girl's head back but wasn't quite hard enough to drop her. The heroine followed up, nailing her opponent with another left and then a right. She blocked a counter punch from her foe then threw an uppercut which nearly lifted the girl off her feet. The criminal sagged against the wall of the sauna and the rapidly tiring Red Avenger stepped in, throwing a devastating ten-punch combination that finally knocked the woman senseless. The spent heroine wearily made her way from the steam room, feeling as if she might collapse, but nevertheless pleased she had again triumphed over evil. "I'll call the police and then go home. I'm so tired I don't even think I'll make it to school today," the young girl thought to herself. Suddenly, an ominous, husky, female voice called out, "Well, now that you're all warmed up, are you ready for a real workout, Red Avenger!" The surprised heroine looked up to see Goliatha enter the gym.
The window of the spacious private office that sat atop the QP Towers building in downtown Sinner City was the only one that had a light in it at this hour. It's occupant, the building's owner, rarely found the need to sleep. There was no time for it. Afterall, she had a city to run. "Do you have any new information on what our friend, Mrs. Scar, is up too?" said the enormously fat woman who sat crammed behind the large, antique oak desk. "Yeah. We just got some information, Queenpin," answered the only other person in the room, a short, wiry, thin faced woman, dressed rather oddly. The fat woman stared up with her hollow, expressionless eyes on the smaller girl, who was garbed in a grey spandex body stocking. The girl also wore a head piece that somehow resembled the ears of a mouse. She wore some small, fake whiskers over her narrow, but attractive face and her nails were grown out rather long, into sharp, pointy claws which only contributed to her somewhat rodent-like appearance. Finally, the Queenpin broke the silence. "Well get to the point, Rat Girl. What have you found out?" The vaguely verminous young woman known as Rat Girl, collected her thoughts. She had been one of the Queenpin's chief assistants for over a year, having worked her way up from a run-of-the-mill thief, drug-dealer, and extortionist to the position of Executive Assistant in Charge of Intelligence and Finance. Still, being around her morbidly obese employer tended to make even this career criminal nervous. Rat Girl took a breath and said, "You won't like it. It seems Scar and her new girl, Goliatha, have laid a trap for the Red Avenger. Apparently they didn't heed your warning." "That is most disturbing," said the female crimelord, in a voice that was eerily controlled. "The worst part is, I've gotten word Scar is contemplating a move against you. She thinks with Goliatha on her side she can take you." "She is, of course, wrong." "Of course." "I think we may have to teach Mrs. Scar a lesson. First I'll need to take care of Goliatha and stop her from doing any further damage to Sinner City's superheroine population. That pleasure shall be mine, when I choose to exercise it." "It may be too late for that. I hear her plan is already well under way. Do you want me to send the Pantheress or the Sisters after her?" "No, I have need for them elsewhere." The Queenpin contemplated in silence for a moment, then finally said, "What of the Red Avenger's partner, Ninja Girl?" Rat Girl sneered, "That little bitch has been busy busting up our whole east side gambling operation. She's busted three betting parlors this week. I figure Goliatha will go after her when she finishes with the Red Avenger. And good riddance, if you want my opinion." "Put you opinions aside. They're irrelevant. Right now I need Ninja Girl to perform a service for us," the Queenpin said. She leaned her vast bulk forward in her reinforced chair and continued, "Now listen to me, Rat Girl. This is what you must do..."
The huge, imposing form of Goliatha stepped from the shadows to stand before the weary Red Avenger. The criminal wore only her trademark khaki, army-fatigue green bikini which displayed her heavily muscled 310 lb body. "Who are you, Miss Olympia? Or Mr. Olympia?" said the superheroine, unintimidated despite the fact she gave up 200 lbs. in weight and well over a foot in height to the other woman. The towering villainess smiled at the heroine's bravado. She'd seen it before... from Intrepid Lady. "My name is Goliatha. Perhaps you know of me?" The heroine stiffened as she heard her foe introduce herself. She remembered what the enormous thug had done to the mighty Intrepid Lady and momentarily a small of feather of worry tickled inside her stomach. The young vigilante was exhausted from all her recent, uninterrupted crimefighting, topped off by her long battle inside the sauna. Besides suffering from sleep deprivation, she was nearing dehydration. Still, she had a burning desire to take down this wicked villainess and avenge Intrepid Lady's brutal defeat. The Red Avenger strode forward confidently and said, "You made a mistake coming here, Goliatha. I beat all your friends, now I'm going to take care of you and even things up for Intrepid Lady." Goliatha chuckled as the 17-year-old girl walked towards her. She became even more amused as she got her first close-up view of the masked heroine. "Ha! Why look at you, you're just a little girl! I never realized you were so young. What are you, dearie, about 12-years-old? Shouldn't you be home playing with your dolls?" "I'm old enough to beat your fat ass, Queen Kong!" shouted the heroine, leaping forward with a jumping front kick. But the worn-out crimefighter was a bit slower than usual and Goliatha was quicker than she looked, managing to block the kick, though its force still knocked her back several steps. The villainess grinned wickedly and held up her hands in a fighting posture as she circled her much smaller foe. For her part, the Red Avenger knew she was too exhausted to take on a foe as tough as Goliatha. But her desire to avenge Intrepid Lady, not to mention her youthful pride and ego, convinced her to stay and do battle, rather than retreat and fight another day. So she stood before the behemoth-like criminal, sweat still drenching her smooth, fair skin; her long, orangish/red hair, normally wavy, now hanging limp, wet with perspiration and plastered to her head and shoulders; fists set defiantly on hips. She was the Red Avenger! She would not back down! The teenage heroine exploded forward throwing a low roundhouse kick with her right leg which caught Goliatha squarely on her rock hard thigh. Though the criminal barely reacted, the Red Avenger followed up, throwing another roundhouse kick with her left leg, this time going high, catching Goliatha flush in the face and staggering her. But due to her debilitated condition, the heroine was a little slow to follow through, allowing Goliatha precious seconds to regain her equilibrium. The villainess attacked with a powerful front kick of her own, which the nimble young heroine deftly avoided. The two women, one young and seemingly tiny, the other older and much bigger, sparred for several minutes, neither gaining an upper hand. But slowly, surely, the Red Avenger began to tire. She was breathing heavily, her blows becoming slower and weaker, her defensive movements becoming less sharp, until finally the heroine threw a lazy, looping right hand which Goliatha easily sidestepped. The weary heroine had grown sloppy, each missed blow exhausting her further. Thus it was, as Goliatha sidestepped, she was finally able to nail her smaller opponent with a short, devastating right hook to the belly. "Ooooph!!!" the heroine gasped as she was literally lifted off the ground two feet by the force of the blow. She collapsed to the floor on her hands and knees, desperately clutching at her bare stomach, her toned, flat little belly heaving up and down as she painfully struggled to regain her breath. Her eyes bulging wide as she fought for air, the heroine looked up in concern to see Goliatha looming over her taunting, "What's the matter, little girl? Don't tell me you're going to cry?!" Then the villainess kicked the stunned heroine in the side, sending her rolling all the way across the floor until she slammed into a wall. Still gasping for air, now clutching her pain-filled side, the wounded heroine crouched against the wall, hoping for a moment's respite as Goliatha advanced on her. "N...No...s...stay...a...way...Gasp!" moaned the girl, all strength gone from her body. The winded Red Avenger gamely struggled to her feet and sought to stagger away from her foe. But Goliatha was not to be denied. Reaching out with her muscular left arm, she managed to snare the heroine by her long red hair, yanking on it sharply, causing the young crimefighter to yelp in pain. Goliatha jerked the weary heroine toward her, pulling her into a vicious open-handed slap to the face. The Red Avenger groaned as she was cracked sharply across the face, weakly trying to grapple with her massive foe. But she was like a powerless little doll in Goliatha's overwhelming grasp. The villainess easily controlled the younger girl's body, holding it still as she drove a knee up into the Red Avenger's already sore tummy, making the poor, battered heroine gag and double over. The beaten superheroine would have collapsed face first to the ground if not for Goliatha holding her suspended several inches off the floor by her hair. The heroine hung there limply in Goliatha's grasp, her bodyweight supported only by the huge criminal's painful hold on her long red mane. As the teenage girl struggled for air, her stomach and ribs aching like never before, she finally managed to gasp out, "L...let...g...go...Ungh!...Stop...p..." But rather than stop, the savage mob enforcer again hauled her helpless prey to an upright position. There, she stared into the defenseless girl's pretty, young face. Despite herself, the courageous heroine cringed slightly, faced with her ominous foe's horrible, sneering countenance. Goliatha sensed her opponent's growing fear and said, "How's it feel to be so helpless, little girl?! That's all you are, you know, a weak, helpless little girl! Aren't you? Aren't you?!!" She savagely shook the overcome heroine by her hair as the battered crimefighter moaned out, "Noooo...Ungh!...S...Stop...p...p...Ohhhh..." Slowly, Goliatha brought up her huge thigh, placing it between the defenseless crimefighter's legs, rubbing her knee against the dazed girl's vulnerable pubic bone. "You know what come's next, little girl?" she taunted. As she felt her tormentor's huge leg slowly apply pressure to her sensitive, wide-open crotch, the powerless heroine gasped, "N...No...Don't!" "Why don't you beg me like the baby you are? If you promise to be a good little girl, maybe I'll take some mercy on you, Red Bitch!" Despite being battered and beaten beyond all endurance, still the brave heroine would not give in to her vile tormentor and degrade herself. "No...never..." she said. Suddenly, the huge villainess reared back and drove her knee up into the helpless superheroine's crotch. It landed with a tremendous "THUD!" lifting the devastated young girl off the ground, drawing a scream of pain from her throat which quickly turned into a strangled gurgle of agony. Goliatha finally let the beaten crimefighter fall to the ground where she lay, clutching her wounded genitals, rolling on the floor, moaning in sheer torture. Pausing a moment to enjoy her enemies suffering, Goliatha finally hauled the traumatized heroine to her feet, ripping the top of her bikini-costume from the poor girl, exposing her small, but shapely bosoms. "Nooo..." whimpered the Red Avenger helplessly, never feeling so ashamed or so agonized in all her young life. The evil criminal refused to ease up on her punishment, however, grabbing the defeated young girl in a powerful bearhug, crushing the heroine's small, weak, semi-nude form against her own massively muscled physique. "Unghhh! S...Stopppp..." moaned the superheroine as she hung limply in her foe's overwhelming grip. Suddenly, as never before, the young Red Avenger's body stiffened in complete terror as she felt her brutal foe's hands slowly work their way down her bare back until they grasped the contours of her small, firm, shapely buttocks through the thin lining of her red bikini bottom. "Wh...what are you d...doing to meeee?!" "Isn't it obvious, little girl?" said Goliatha, slowly kneading the cheeks of the horrified heroine's ass. "I'm going to have some fun with you, just like I did with Intrepid Lady." "Noooo! Donnnn't..." moaned the helpless crimefighter as she began to panic for the first time in her career. "Y...You can't! You...Aaahhh!!!" The defenseless heroine screamed in pain as the huge criminal began to gouge her shapely little asscheeks, digging her steely fingers deeply into the yielding flesh, squeezing and tearing at the young girl's rear, shredding the fabric of her bikini bottom in the process. "Oh God! Stoppp!" cried the defenseless superheroine as she writhed pitifully in her foe's grasp. "That's not good enough, little girl!" snarled Goliatha, slowly working her thick fingers deeper into the crack of the Red Avenger's ass, gradually beginning to probe the outer edge of the helpless girl's tiny, puckered asshole. "You've got to beg me like a good little girl... or else!" The villainess accentuated her command by pushing one fat finger a quarter-inch into the Red Avenger's little asshole, making the fearful young girl jerk in her grip and whimper, "Nooo... p...please...I...I'm begging you...please don't do this to m...me...please don't h...hurt me again...Pleasssse!" Pathetically, the once-mighty heroine degraded herself, begging her worst enemy for mercy, never so filled with fear as she was at this moment. "That's a good little girl," said Goliatha soothingly. Suddenly, the huge villainess pulled the helpless heroine's weak little body closer, leaning forward and kissing the heroine on the lips. The Red Avenger frantically tried to break the criminal's grasp as Goliatha forced her horrid tongue into the young girl's mouth, shoving it deep into her throat. But the heroine was helpless to prevent her terrible demeaning. As the shame and degradation set in, the brave and powerful superheroine known as the Red Avenger did something she had not done since she was very little. Tears began to pour down the helpless female crimefighter's face as she cried in pain and fright. Weakly, the terrified heroine tried to push her molester off, but suddenly the teenager tensed in even greater horror as she felt Goliatha's fingers pushing deeper into her tight little anus. "Aaahhhgmmm!" the Red Avenger screamed helplessly into Goliatha's mouth as she felt her sensitive anus violated by the criminal's viciously probing fingers. Eventually, Goliatha broke her kiss, even as she forced first two, then three fingers deeper into the simpering crimefighter's asshole. "Oh please! Sob! Please stop this!" wept the near-hysterical superheroine. "Please, Goliatha! Sob! Please, I'm b...begging youuuu...Sob! Please stop! It hurts so muuuuch...Sob! Please stop h...hurting my rearrrr!!! Sob! Sob! Sob!" But rather than let up on the torment, the evil villainess began to force her whole huge fist into the writhing, fear-filled young girl's tight, little anus, making her shriek and cry in total horror. "Tell me how that feels, little girl! Tell me!" shouted a berserk Goliatha. "Ahhhh! It hurrrrts! Sob! Please! It hurts too much...Ungh! Please s...stop...Ungh! Get it ouuut...Sob! Pleasssse! Get it out of my r...rear...Ungh! I'm begggging youuuu! Wahhhh!" Never in her life had the helpless heroine thought crimefighting would be so horrible. She had been prepared for danger or injury. But nothing could have prepared her for the terrible reality of being brutalized like this, to be totally helpless as a vicious criminal savagely sodomized her defenseless asshole. The pain, the humiliation, they began to completely break the courageous young girl's will. As Goliatha finally pulled her hand from the degraded heroine's ass, the Red Avenger collapsed helplessly to the floor, sobbing and cowering in complete terror. "Please..." she begged as Goliatha loomed over her. "Please l...let me go...Sob! Please... don't hurt meeee..." Happy, but still not satisfied, the vicious hoodlum reached down and grasped a handful of the cringing, naked young superheroine's furry, reddish pubic hairs. "AAAIIIEEE!!!" shrieked the heroine in agony. "Nooo! Please stop! Pleasssse! Ahhhh!" The towering villainess yanked the wildly sobbing heroine several inches off the ground by her pain-filled crotch, then proceeded to drag her pathetic form across the gymnasium floor by her pubic hair. "No...Sob! Please, no! Ohhh...Please don't...Sob! Ohhh!" the scared little heroine continued to moan, even as Goliatha produced a pair of handcuffs and secured the now-completely defenseless young girl's hands to a weight lifting bench. The helpless Red Avenger lay flat on the ground, her hands over her head, whimpering softly as Goliatha forced her lithe, shapely legs apart, using some rope to secure her left ankle to a large barbell and her right ankle to a Stairmaster. Then, as the quaking heroine lay vulnerably spread eagled on the floor, the cruel villainess said, "Now it's time I got a workout." The terrified youngster looked on in horror as the gigantic thug dragged a stationary exercise bike across the room, placing it between the heroine's legs so the hard rubbery front wheel pressed down slightly on her bare crotch. The Red Avenger cried in fright, "Wh...What are you doing! No! Don't! Please! For the love of God don't do that to meeeee!!!" In complete terror, the helpless heroine could only watch as her vile tormentor mounted the stationary bike and slowly began to pedal. "Time to burn off some cunt... I mean calories," said Goliatha. "No! Please...Aaiiyahhh!!!" the overcome heroine screamed in total agony and defeat as she felt the wheel's hard, rough surface bite into her bare little crotch, abrading the sensitive surface of her outer vagina lips. Laughing, the vicious criminal kept pedaling the bike at top speed as the front wheel continued to violently grind across the screaming, writhing young superheroine's agonized groin until finally the Red Avenger passed out.
Ninja Girl was heading home after closing down yet another illegal, after-hours gambling club. The young heroine had been recieving a number of quality tips from informants in recent days which steered her toward these hidden sites. The 18-year-old crimefighter never stopped to question why so much of this information was coming her way. If she had, she would have been surprised to learn it was all being fed to her by Mrs. Scar. The gangster wanted to keep Ninja Girl away from the Red Avenger so Goliatha could execute her plan. It was an added touch of inspiration that Mrs. Scar would occupy Ninja Girl by guiding her toward the Queenpin's gambling operation, thus, hopefully weakening the fat woman's grip on Sinner City. So Ninja Girl blithely went about dismantling all illegal gambling on the east side of the city. It had been another long, grueling night, but fortunately the heroine had late classes at Sinner City University so she could catch up on her sleep each morning. "It'll be good to catch some z's," the teenager thought to herself as she leapt from the roof of one skyscraper to another. Suddenly, her attention was caught by what appeared to be some fireworks down the street. Lights and explosions seemed to be coming from one particular area. Despite the late hour, the conscientious heroine could not shirk her duty. "This looks like a job for Ninja Girl!" she said out loud, heading straight for the source of the commotion. What she found surprised her. Looking down from her perch high atop a 50-story building, the young heroine spied four typical female gangster-types setting off fireworks, lighting a bonfire, and exploding dynamite in a large, vacant lot. Instantly, the heroine dove over the side of the building she stood on, grabbing the rope of a handy window washing set-up and sliding all the way down it to ground level. There, she stood facing the four criminals. "Ninja Girl!" shouted one of the hoodlums. "It's about time you showed up!" "Sorry I was late for the party. I had to wash my hair," said the plucky heroine as she charged forward into the midst of the gang. Before any of the women could react, Ninja Girl had leveled one of them with a flying sidekick and a second with a spinning hook kick. As the other two women stood before her, looking at the smallish heroine in stunned silence, Ninja Girl raised her left leg, nailing the woman on the left with a sidekick and in the same motion, without putting her foot down, smacking the woman on the right with a roundhouse kick. Finishing the double kick, Ninja Girl stood poised above her four downed foes when suddenly she sensed the presence of someone else. With lightning reflexes, the young superheroine pulled a throwing star from the small pouch she wore on her left hip and spun, prepared to hurl the sharpened weapon. But Ninja Girl stayed her hand as all she saw was a lone figure leaning casually against the side of a black stretch limousine. The figure, a woman not much bigger than Ninja Girl herself, clad in a greyish body stocking, clapped her hands lightly and said, "Very good, Ninja Girl. You're everything you're advertised to be." The figure began to stride toward the confused heroine. "And who might you be?" said Ninja Girl, putting away the throwing star but still eyeing the other woman warily. The woman stopped three feet from Ninja Girl and said, "My name is Rat Girl. My employer has sent me here to confer with you." "What a cute name," replied the heroine, instantly disliking the other woman. "And just who is your employer?" "Why the Queenpin, of course. Don't you know anything?" Ninja Girl had, naturally, heard rumors about the near-mythical boss of Sinner City's crime syndicates. But she had never been able to get close to the Queenpin herself. "Fortunately for you," continued Rat Girl, "the Queenpin gave orders that you not be harmed. Otherwise I would have laid a trap and not just a stunt to attract your attention. Though I admit, it would have been nice to see you beaten into a bloody pulp." "Well I guess you can't get everything you want, Rat Girl. But if you'd like to try me..." the heroine answered in a challenging voice. "Perhaps another day. For now, you should be more worried about your partner, the Red Avenger." "What about her?" said Ninja Girl, suddenly growing concerned. Enjoying the heroine's uncertainty, Rat Girl decided to have some fun. "Why don't you ask me nicely. Try saying pretty please with sugar on top, Ninja Girl," she said. Angry, the feisty young heroine exploded forward, sweeping a surprised Rat Girl's feet out from under her and straddling the woman's downed form. The heroine leaned forward, raising her fist threateningly as she snarled, "Talk! What happened to the Red Avenger!" Holding her hands palm up in front of her own face, Rat Girl said, "Okay, okay! No need to be so touchy. The Queenpin just thought you might like to know that your friend is currently being held captive by Goliatha at the Galaxy Health Spa." The superheroine stood up, allowing Rat Girl to rise to her elbows, then said, "Why is the Queenpin giving me this information?" "If I were you," answered Rat Girl, "I'd be more worried about getting over to the Galaxy Health Club to save your partner. I don't think she has much time left." "This isn't over. I'll see you again," said Ninja Girl, who turned and sped off into the night. Rising to her feet and dusting herself off, Rat Girl silently muttered, "Yes you will, Ninja Girl. Yes you will. And I guarantee, you won't enjoy it!"
The Red Avenger groaned as she slowly came back to consciousness. The naked young girl shivered as a gust of cool air came from the broken skylight directly over her. She tried to move, then realized her hands were tied above her head. She looked up with a start to see she'd been handcuffed to an overhead chin-up bar. Quivering, the heroine recalled where she was and what had happened to her. She frantically began straining at her bonds, attempting to free herself. "It won't do any good. You're not going anywhere, little girl," came a voice from behind her. In fear, the desperate heroine looked over her shoulder to see her tormentor. Goliatha stepped around to face the quaking young girl from the front. "Wh...what do y...you want with meeee..." sniveled the terrified superheroine, barely able to speak. "I told you, Red Cunt! I want to hear you say what a weak, pathetic little girl you are! Admit it, you're just a helpless little girl who should be in school, not a real woman like me!" Tears again beginning to stream down her face, the fearful heroine pulled uselessly at her bonds as she cried, "Please! Please j...just leave me alone...Sniff! Please...I...I'll be good! I'll g...go away and won't bother you...Sob! Please...just let me goooo..." Grinning, the sadistic Goliatha began to slide her hands up and down the horrified heroine's lithe young body, slowly working her way up to the girl's firm, shapely little breasts. The Red Avenger whimpered as Goliatha kneaded her pale, delicate bosoms, slowly tweaking her sensitive nipples so she cringed and sobbed out, "P...Please! Please don't do this to meeee...Ohhhh!" Viciously, the huge criminal abruptly squeezed and twisted the pinkish little nipples so the female crimefighter cried out in pain. "There we go," said Goliath as the heroine's nipples became erect in fear. "Since we're in a gym, I think we should give these cute little nips of yours a workout too." The young crimefighter, naked save for her boots and mask, looked on in stark terror as Goliatha produced a long thin cord, looping it tightly around each nipple, then tying it off . "Ahhh! Stoppp!" the shamed Red Avenger cried in pain as the thin cord bit into her poor little nipples. "Aw, you ain't felt nothing yet," gloated Goliatha as she looked around the gym and grabbed a nearby 25-pound weight and proceeded to tie it to the cord wrapped around the heroine's nipples. The Red Avenger's eyes bulged in horror as she saw what Goliatha intended for her. She screamed out, "Nooo! Please! Please don't! Please for the love of God, Goliatha! I'll do anythiiii...AAAIIIEEE!" The teenager's shrieks of agony filled the gym as Goliatha dropped the weight, letting it pull down on the cord, causing the young girl to feel as if her nipples were going to be ripped off. "Well, what do we have to say for ourselves... little girl?!" taunted Goliatha. Between sobs, the writhing, wailing heroine cried out, "Oh God! Sob! Please! Please make it s...stop...Ungh! Please Goliatha...Sob! I'm b...beg...Ungh...ing youuuuu...Ahhhhh!!!" "You know what I want to hear." Totally agonized and humiliated, the terrified young superheroine surrendered her last shred of dignity and self-respect. "I...I'm just a h...helpless little g...girl...Sob! I'm nothing but a... weak, helpless little girl...Ohhh...I should b...be in school like a good lil' girl...Sob! That's all I am... Not a r...real woman like you, Goliatha...Sob! Please have p...pity on me! I... I learned my lesson...Sobbbb!!!" Cackling evilly, Goliatha removed the horrible weight from the shattered superheroine's agonized breasts. But she was far from done with the young girl. The villainess picked up a dumbbell from a nearby weight rack. She removed the plates from the ten-inch long dumbbell, leaving only the hard metal bar. She held this up in front of the quietly weeping crimefighter's face and said, "Now let's see, what can we exercise on you next?" then reached around to grab ahold of the terrified teen's already sore ass. The cowering Red Avenger wailed, "Oh God! Pleasssse! Please, I'm just a little g...girl...Sob! Don't hurt meee! Please don't! I'm b...begging...Sob! I'll be a good lil' girl...Wahhhh!!!" Relishing her foes total degradation and submission, Goliatha slowly placed the hard metal bar into the crack of the Red Avenger's asscheeks. Weakly, the pitifully beaten girl writhed and twisted, hoping to escape this horrid new torture. "D...Don't," she whimpered. "Oh please, don...AHHHHHH! GET IT OUUUT! SOB! PLEASSSE! AAAIIIEEE!!!" The heroine writhed and thrashed in incredible pain as the heavy iron bar was forced up her tiny anus until a trickle of blood began to leak from her horribly savaged asshole. Thinking this was the worst thing that could possibly be done to her, the devastated superheroine hung limply in her bonds, quietly weeping as the iron bar was left stuck up her ass. But suddenly, the helpless heroine felt a renewed surge of terror as she looked up to see Goliatha approaching her with a thick, four-foot long metal barbell. The villainess said, "Now where can I put this?" "Nooooo!" wailed the defenseless heroine as Goliatha began to slowly position the huge pole between her legs. "Please no! Sob! Please, I'm begging you Goliatha! Please don't! Please don't...r...r...rape me with that...Sob! Oh please have mercy!" The villainess grinned in pleasure at her helpless foe's useless pleas. Goliatha had lost all self-control and, regardless of Mrs Scar's orders or the Queenpin's dictates, she was going to have her fun and do away with this pathetic "superheroine" permanently. "After this, they'll call you the Red Pussy!" snarled Goliatha as she prepared to ram home the gigantic phallus...
Ninja Girl peered down from the overhead skylight. What she saw, shocked her. Directly beneath was her friend and partner, Jenny Williams, A.K.A. The Red Avenger, handcuffed helplessly to a chin-up bar as the gigantic criminal Goliatha threatened her with a long, thick barbell. Pushing aside her shock, Ninja Girl reacted immediately. She swung her legs over the side of the broken skylight window and dropped downward...
Goliatha placed the tip of the huge, makeshift dildo against the helpless Red Avenger's pussy and said, "Here it com..." KABLAM!!! The lithe form of Ninja Girl crashed down from 20 feet above, atop the head of the towering Goliatha. Though she weighed only 102 lbs., the heroine still correctly calculated that by dropping from such a great height on to the head of the villainess, the force of the blow would knock out even someone as powerful as Goliatha. The criminal crashed to the ground like a stone, completely unconscious. Ninja Girl quickly secured her with a seemingly flimsy pair of Chinese handcuffs which would prove impossible to escape from. She then turned her attention to her partner. The Red Avenger looked up in a daze and moaned out, "Please... I'm begging... No morrrre..." and then mercifully passed out. Gasping in horror at her friend's savage degradation, Ninja Girl carefully removed the iron bar from the Red Avenger's rear, then managed to unlock the handcuffs and lower the helpless heroine to the floor. "Don't worry, Jenny," Ninja Girl swore silently. "I won't let you end up like Intrepid Lady." Rapidly, the young girl ninja took some ancient oriental herbs and healing balms from her hip pouch and worked over the injured crimefighter, applying the medicines both externally and internally to all the Red Avenger's injuries. Then, Ninja Girl brought her battered partner around to a semi-conscious state. She stared into the redheaded girl's eyes and spoke quietly for several minutes, using the secret hypnosis methods of the Shidoshi Ninja Clan, which had been taught to her by the venerable Master Yama. Ninja Girl used her hypnosis skills to erase all memories of this degrading defeat from the Red Avenger's mind. She then called the police, telling them to pick up Goliatha and her gang, who were all still unconscious. That done, Ninja Girl picked up the Red Avenger and carried her off, into the night.
It was at 8:00 in the morning when Mrs. Scar took the elevator to the top floor of the QP Towers building. The gangster was annoyed at the early hour she had been summoned to the Queenpin's headquarters, but not overly concerned. Her plan called for Goliatha to arrive with a number of thugs several minutes after she entered the Queenpin's office. Together, they would wipe out the fat woman and take control of Sinner City for themselves. An attractive secretary showed Mrs. Scar into the crimelord's spacious inner office. There, the boss of all bosses awaited Mrs. Scar, surrounded by a coterie of the most bizarre female criminals imaginable. "Scar, how nice of you to come," said the mob chieftain, not bothering to rise from behind her large wooden desk. Directly behind the Queenpin were two identical looking women whom Scar knew to be the Twisted Sisters, the Queenpin's personal bodyguards. They were each over 6-feet tall and more than 200 lbs of muscle, dressed entirely in leather and chains. The only difference between them was that the one on the left, Ax, wore her bleached blonde hair in wild spikes, while the one on the right, Slash, kept her hair in a blue mohawk. Leaning against the front of the desk was a trim, medium-sized woman dressed in a pink spandex body stocking. Her hair was died pink and she wore a pink mask. The woman was casually cleaning her fingernails with a pink stiletto. She was, naturally, called the Pink Pantheress, and was the Queenpin's chief assassin. Lastly, to the right of the desk, stood the ever-annoying Rat Girl, dressed in her own, garish costume. "So what can I do for you, Queenpin?" asked Mrs. Scar politely. It would only be moments before she wiped out this bunch of losers. The Queenpin would never expect a direct frontal assault, here in her own headquarters. Harshly, the Queenpin snapped, "You can start by explaining why you violated my orders not to harm Sinner City's superheroines." Caught off guard, Mrs. Scar said, "You're sources of information are good. But I didn't think you gave me an order, just a suggestion." "People always follow my suggestions, dear... or else," the Queenpin said with menace. Mrs. Scar glanced at her watch. It was almost time. "Perhaps that's about to change," she said. "Perhaps, but I don't think you'll be the one to change it," answered the crimelord. "By the way, don't bother looking at your watch. Your friends won't be arriving." "What?!" "Your new employee, Goliatha. I've gotten word she was taken into police custody this morning. What a pity." Stunned, Mrs. Scar tried to cover up. "Oh, her? She... ah... she just worked for me part-time. I had to fire her because she got out of hand going after these superheroines. I explicitly told her not to. I..." "Of course you did, my dear. I never questioned your loyalty," said the Queenpin with false warmth. "Good. Then if there's nothing else I'll be go..." "Oh just one more thing, Scar," interrupted the Queenpin. "Anything, Queenpin," said a suddenly fearful Mrs. Scar. The fat woman pushed her chair away from her desk, revealing herself to be bare below the waist. The Queenpin spoke in a commanding voice, "Lick me!" Horrified, Mrs. Scar stared at the vast, repulsive bulk of the Queenpin. She looked at the massive woman's drooping, purplish lower lips, hanging there between two 40-inch thighs and nearly gagged. "Do it!" ordered the Queenpin. Cringing, Mrs. Scar slunk forward and slowly knelt down between the crimelord's legs. Brutally, the Queenpin grabbed Mrs. Scar's head and forced her face into her horrid crotch. Utterly humiliated, Mrs. Scar could do nothing but pleasure her abuser. Finally, the Queenpin released a gagging, gasping Mrs. Scar who wiped her face, wanting to spit the sour taste out of her mouth but not daring to. "I trust this lesson will not need to be repeated," said the Queenpin, by way of dismissal. "No, Queenpin," answered Scar meekly as she turned and left the office in defeat.
Jenny Williams awoke in her own bed, feeling very stiff and quite confused. She immediately glanced around and saw her friend and partner Cindy Adams, the Ninja Girl, sitting across the room in a rocking chair. "Good morning," said Cindy. "Good morning," answered Jenny, slowly pushing herself up to a sitting position. "Ohh, I'm sore. What's going on here, Cindy? What are you doing here?" "Don't you remember?" asked Ninja Girl, innocently. "Remember? I... I'm not sure." "Well I'm not surprised. That was quite a battle, last night." "Battle? I can't remember it." "You can't?" said Cindy, coming to sit on the side of the bed, next to Jenny. "Don't you remember? You took on Goliatha and beat her single-handedly." "I did?" "Yeah. It was quite a fight. I got there just as you finished her off. You were so wiped out, you passed out just after you beat her." "Wow! I can't remember any of it. I must have taken a blow to the head." Ninja Girl gently eased the confused Red Avenger back into bed and pulled the covers over her. "Well, like I said, it was quite a battle. But you won. That's what's important. Now I think you need a few days rest. And since your school vacation starts tomorrow, I'm prescribing a week of bed rest." "Yes sir, Doctor Ninja Girl," said Jenny, as the brunette started to leave. "And thanks for being there." "Don't mention it, partner. I know you'd do the same for me. Now get some rest." As Cindy left, Jenny closed her eyes, all memory of her horribly humiliating defeat wiped from her mind. Instead, the again proud and confident heroine went to sleep believing she had won a great victory. She just knew there would be many more exactly like it in her future.
The blonde woman limped up the stairs to her third floor condo. She knew the doctors would have told her to take the elevator... hell, they didn't even want her to leave the hospital. But she had to get out of there as quickly as possible. The doctors and nurses had been kind enough not to remove her mask when she had been admitted the previous week. But still, she knew if she stayed there long enough, someone would discover her secret identity. So she came home, refusing to use even the cane they had provided her with. It wasn't pride that kept Summer Smith from using a cane. That had already been stripped from her. Instead, anger fueled the attractive young woman. She had not only suffered the bitter dregs of defeat, but been utterly broken and humiliated. Thus, the pain she felt walking up the stairs was a way of punishing herself for being weak... Summer opened the door to her condo and went inside, heading immediately for her bedroom closet. ...she hated weakness. And she hated feeling afraid. She was determined never to feel those things again... Removing some boxes from the front of the closet, Summer pulled a large suitcase out of a hidden rear panel. ...she had been careless the last time, sloppy and overconfident. That had led to her fall... Summer opened the suitcase and pulled a silver-colored lycra bodysuit, a silver headband, and blue boots, gloves and a mask from the inside it. ...this time things would be different. This time she would not be careless or weak or fearful... Intrepid Lady would be back!
Sometime after Mrs. Scar had left, the Queenpin said, "That went quite nicely, I think." "You should have let me burn her down," purred the Pink Pantheress, still playing with her stiletto. "No. She has her uses," answered the Queenpin. "Don't you think so, Rat Girl?" "Whatever you say, boss," answered the rodentish criminal. "I must say, you've done a good job on this," said the Queenpin. "By the way, where do you come up with all this information?" "A lot of different sources. Mostly from Scar's righthand-girl, Matilda," answered Rat Girl. "And she just volunteers this information out of the goodness of her heart?" "Naw. She felt Scar was going to cut her out of the picture by hiring Goliatha. I guess she wanted to make sure she had job security." "And she asked for no money for all this information?" Rat Girl smiled, showing off her small, pointy teeth. "We have an understanding. Mostly, Matilda's under and I'm standing. But I've got a question for you, boss. What about Ninja Girl? She's been a thorn in our side for too long. And now I think she's going to come after us full bore." "Some people have no gratitude," said the Queenpin quietly. "You want me to take her out, Queenpin?" asked the Pink Pantheress, hopefully. "No, my dear little psychopath. I have other uses for you at the moment. Besides, this Ninja Girl is a special case. I believe I'll put in a call to the Kai." "What's the Kai?" asked Rat Girl. "It's a Japanese word. It means ?the association.? They are a unique group who specialize in removing troublesome adversaries like Ninja Girl in the most delightfully obscene manner. They're perfect for this situation. Hahahaha!"
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