The beautiful young redhead awoke with a start and quickly sat up. Her green eyes focused and she realized she was in a strange bedroom. She had on a white silk nightgown that clung to her muscular body and accentuated her ample bosom. She looked around and studied the room she was in. The room was large and she suspected she was in a mansion. The bedroom was decorated with expensive furnishings and looked ritzy. Whoever owned the place had money to burn. She had no idea of who or where she was, or how she'd gotten here. Who had undressed her? And what was going on?
She got out of the queen size bed and stretched her long shapely legs and powerful body. She went over to a window and peered outside. A large expansive estate sprawled out before her. A massive high stone wall surrounded the estate grounds and she couldn't see beyond the wall. She felt like a caged animal.
Suddenly, her head snapped back and her eyes opened wide. Everything came flooding back to her. Her name was Cailtin Fairchild and she was a super hero. She had the super powers of speed, strength, and agility. She was a member of an outlaw super team called Gen13. She was the unofficial leader of the team. She also remembered that she could be a mean bitch with a nasty temper. She didn't like being held captive either. She recalled what had transpired to get her to this point.
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Caitlin had heard of a strip club in New York that featured dancers dressed as super heroines. The dancers stripped for the customers and did "special favors" for a select clientele. Which meant that men were fucking these imposters and living out their sick fantasies of fucking female heroes.
A man who worked at the club had contacted Fairchild and told her what was going on at the club. He said that the owner of the club, a man named Thorne, was luring unsuspecting female crime fighters into the club and brainwashing them. Thorne was turning them into his sex slaves and making them work at the club as strippers. Caitlin was aghast when she heard this. It this was true, this guy Thorne had to be stopped and the captured heroes had to be rescued.
The establishment was called the Justice Club, which Thorne owned and operated. His history, however, was unknown. The guy who spilled his guts to Fairchild said he felt guilty about the heroines and he wanted to see Thorne put away. For some reason, Fairchild believed his story without question and immediately agreed to help the man; he would be her informant.
What Fairchild didn't know was that the informant was actually working with Thorne and was acting as bait to get Caitlin to the club. She was falling into a trap from which she would not escape. Thorne was nearby when she and the man met and had subtly influenced the young woman with his mind control powers, getting her to accept the man's story and agree to assist him.
The informant insisted on complete secrecy and she'd vowed that she wouldn't tell the other members of Gen13 about the operation. She and the informant would be on their own and Fairchild would have no back up from her friends if things went wrong. She had to halt Thorne's diabolical scheme and free the enslaved heroines.
The plan had been for Fairchild, with the informat's help, to get a job at the club. She sought a job as security personnel, but she knew very well that she might have to pose as a stripper. She wasn't fond of the idea of taking off her clothes in front of strangers but she'd do it to save her fellow heroines from Thorne's evil grasp.
Under any circumstances, Fairchild wouldn't have had a problem getting a job at the club as a stripper. She was at least six and a half feet tall and built like a female body builder. Except for the fact that she wasn't all muscle. She was athletic and had strong round shoulders, but also possessed a very feminine form, with a sensuous figure and a round, sculpted ass. She was very beautiful, had straight, shoulder length red hair, bright green eyes that highlighted her face, and full red lips. She was big, powerful, and a force to be reckoned with.
Her skimpy costume usually caused most of her bare ass to hang out for the world to see. Caitlin got a secret thrill from showing off her amazon body; deep down she was really an exhibitionist. Her best feature was her set of proud large breasts that sat firmly on her chest. Her superb twin globes were not only young and solid but soft and pliable as well. Indeed, Fairchild was all woman.
Fairchild had gone to the club and applied for a job. She'd met Thorne and was pleasantly surprised when she first saw him. Thorne was big, tall, and strong, like her. And he was very handsome in a rugged sort of way. He had dark gray eyes and an icy cold stare. She was immediately attracted to him. Thorne gave Fairchild a job in security but he told her that he eventually wanted her to be a dancer. He said she was gorgeous and the patrons would love seeing a giant like her strip. Of course, she agreed to strip so she could find out what he was doing and could locate the missing heroes.
Weeks passed by, however, and Fairchild didn't find the captive heroines. Nor did she manage to get any evidence to convict Thorne and shut down the Justice Club for good. She did her job and practiced a dance routine so she'd have an act to use as a stripper. If she had to take off her clothes to rescue the captives, then so be it.
Fairchild and Thorne grew closer as time passed. They were mutually attracted to each other and they spent a lot of time together. Caitlin thought she was gaining his trust but she didn't know that she was playing right into his lecherous hands. It was all a game to him and she was the prize.
Thorne knew all about Fairchild the entire time. He knew who she was and how dangerous she could be. That was why he was approaching her this way. He wanted her off guard and defenseless. She was starting to trust him and that would prove to be her downfall. He could've ensnared her with his mental powers but he was having fun and continued to play the game.
He quietly asserted his will upon the girl every time they were together and was subtly bending her to his will. Caitlin didn't notice the changes he was making in her as he slowly encroached on her mind so he could claim her soul. Thorne made her want him and she thought about him often. She wondered what it would be like to have sex with him and he filled her dreams at night. Fairchild would do whatever he asked and never said 'no' to him. Thorne was grooming and molding the girl to be his next star at the Justice Club.
He invited her to go away with him for a few days and Caitlin had accepted his offer. Thorne owned a small island off the coast of Spain and they flew there on his private jet. On the flight, they drank a lot of champagne and Fairchild had gotten drunk. She had a good time and they partied hard. She passed out on the jet and had awoken in the bedroom of this mansion. That brought things up to date for her.
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Fairchild took a shower and came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. She wanted to dress and went to the closet, but it was empty so she went to the dresser. She opened the drawers and found a bunch of bathing suits that were too small for a girl her size to wear. Caitlin got the hint and took a blue bikini out of one of the drawers. She put it on and admired herself in the mirror. The bikini was tight and very revealing. Her erect nipples were visible through the top, while the thong bottom was snug against her crotch and rode up the crack of her ass.
Her big tits spilled out of the top and little was left to the imagination. The bikini was kept together by strings on her thighs and the top tied in the front. Caitlin grabbed a towel and left the bedroom. She made her way through the mansion and went out back to the Olympic-sized swimming pool. Thorne was sitting in a lawn chair, surrounded by several pretty girls, all of who wore skimpy swimsuits.
Thorne watched as Fairchild came into the backyard. She was a stunning sight in her bikini, it showed off her fantastic body. He told the girls to leave and they left him alone. Caitlin coolly walked over to Thorne. Her hips swayed side to side as she neared him. She stretched out in an empty chair next to him.
"I'm glad to see you've recovered from last night. I got worried when you passed out on the jet," he said.
"I'll survive. I'm not used to drinking so much. Did we do anything last night?" she asked him.
"No, my dear. You and I did not have sex last night. I want to sleep with you, but I'm not the type of man who takes advantage of an unconscious woman. We carried you from the jet and brought you here. I had the maids undress you and put you to bed," he explained.
Fairchild sat up and leaned in close to him. "You're such a gentleman," she whispered in his ear and then kissed him deeply. "I like being with you, Thorne." She reclined in the chair once more.
Caitlin looked around the pool. There were many other young women here. They were lounging about the pool talking, swimming, and having fun. There were armed guards stationed at various points around the property. These men, all dressed in black, were his security forces, a tough looking bunch.
Caitlin grabbed a bottle of sun tan lotion from a table and started rubbing lotion on her arms, legs, and chest. She deliberately rubbed the lotion on her body slowly for Thorn's benefit. He enjoyed her act. They talked about his estate and her becoming a stripper. They also talked about their possible relationship. She relaxed and let down her guard. Thorne was the enemy but she was actually considering having sex with him. She wanted him and she knew he desired her as well. Her pussy got wet from just thinking about sleeping with the man.
Things grew quiet and Fairchild drifted off to sleep, where she dreamed of being with Thorne. Her eyes suddenly shot open when she felt a hand on her left breast. She looked down to see Thorne's right hand massaging her tit. She eyed him and smiled as she enjoyed the sensations he was giving her with his hands.
Normally, Fairchild would've been in a near psychotic rage by now. She should have ripped his arm off and fed it to him, but she was feeling mellow and his hand felt good on her breast. So she let him feel her up. Thorne was bringing Caitlin's carnal urges to the surface and she found herself wanting to pleasure him in return.
Thorne had everyone leave the pool area so they could have some privacy. He had fondled both of her huge tits and had tweaked her nipples to full hardness as he kneaded her boobs under the bikini top. Fairchild hadn't noticed they were alone. She was too caught up in her passion for him. She was on fire and was getting more aroused by the second. The colossal teen had never been this horny in her life. She desperately wanted to touch herself and she was close to giving in to her yens.
Fairchild got up and dove into the swimming pool, hoping to cool down. But she only got hotter. She looked sexy as she emerged from the pool soaking wet, her red hair plastered to her head. Her mind was foggy and she was dizzy. Her vision blurred and her loins were ablaze. Caitlin tried to fight her lust but her burning hunger was insatiable and she gave into her yearnings.
She straddled a small ceramic tile wall that edged off the pool and sat on the slick top of the barrier. She untied her top and it came apart, revealing her abundant heaving breasts to Thorne. She was shocked. She had just bared her breasts to this man and she was in the process of jerking off in front of him. She didn't care though, her body was in charge and she had to satisfy her needs.
She cupped her breasts and squeezed then two melons together. She tauntingly licked her lips and rubbed her tits around in circles. Fairchild moaned as she sharply pinched her elongated nipples. Thorne sat in silence and watched her, he was glad that he had cameras recording this momentous occasion. She would never know that he had mentally commanded her to become aroused and masturbate for him.
The girl stood and started rubbing her crotch and ass at the same time. Her tits jiggled as she moved her body wantonly. Her hands sensuously moved upward along her flat stomach and she cupped her tits again. Fairchild lifted her breasts up toward her lowered head. She opened her mouth and her tongue snaked out to lick her erect nipples. Her tongue swirled around each nub as she feasted on her own breasts.
She pressed her knockers together and tweaked her nipples between her fingers. Her body undulated in waves as she pawed at her groin. Fairchild pulled her bikini bottoms up and the material slipped into the folds of her vagina. She pushed the scanty garment aside and bared her naked pussy. She sat back on the wall and both her hands went to her genitals so she could caress her damp cunt. Her body gyrated erotically as she touched her pussy tenderly. Caitlin tilted her head back and moaned as she pleasured herself.
Fairchild vigorously petted her cunt and groaned softly. Her body quivered as a minor orgasm swept over her out of the blue. She had just climaxed in front of Thorne and she felt no shame or remorse. She took off the upper part of her bikini and was topless. But she wasn't embarrassed to have Thorne see her in the buff. The young heroine had fabulous breasts. Her orbs were cream colored and capped with pink nipples. Her skin was unblemished and her tits were bountiful and firm.
Her arms rose above her head and interlocked behind her head. She started posing seductively for Thorne and she shivered as his eyes glanced at her body. Caitlin continued to rub her breasts and groin as her body moved immodestly. She straddled the tile wall and laid on top of it on her chest and stomach. Her arms were bent and her head was up and back.
Fairchild began pumping her hips up and down on the wall. She whimpered as her engorged clit grazed the wall. "Oh, oh, uuhhh!" she hummed as she twisted about lewdly. "Uuh-huh, uhuhhhhhng, aaaaahhhhh!" she squawked in earnest.
Caitlin then sat upright and humped her wet vagina along the tiled wall. She twitched on the wall for a long time and worked herself into a frenzy. Her cries of joy sounded throughout the pool area.
Thorne relished the scene she created. He had Caitlin Fairchild masturbating and acting like a bitch in heat. She was going crazy as her passion mounted. The mighty heroine was groveling and acting like a tramp thanks to his mental abilities. Her personality and will were draining away as his subliminal instructions took hold in her brain and altered her to be his devoted slave. He saw the need on her contorted face as she looked directly at him and was smacked by another climax.
Fairchild stood and walked alluringly to the diving board. She sat down on the end of the board and let her feet dangle in the water. She lay down on her back and brought her legs up on the wooden plank. Her legs were in the air and bent at the knees. Her feet were positioned squarely on the diving board. Then, her lust totally consumed her and she lost all control as she rutted like an animal.
Caitlin tore off her bottoms and displayed her naked vagina to Thorne. She had a bush of neatly trimmed red pubic hair. Her pussy lips were plump and swollen. Her slit gaped open and he saw her pink vaginal interior. Fairchild libidinously fingered her cunt and mauled her tits. Her stomach rippled as her pelvis lunged up and down. Her fat tits wobbled wildly as she stabbed her fingers into her seething pit. She yelled loudly as she came anew.
Fairchild's hand was a blur as she furiously drove her fingers in and out of her pussy. Her body thrashed and spasmed as she was wracked by an onslaught of orgasms. Her head shot back her back arched, causing her tits to just out. Her mouth opened and she howled as she came by her hand.
"OH, OH, YESSS!! FUCK! AAAA, OOOOO, MMMMMNNNNNN! YEAAAA! SO GOOD! CUUMMMMINNNNGGG!!!" She convulsed and flounced about on the diving board. Her fingers savagely sank into her drenched cunt. Her shouts of ecstasy echoed in the yard.
Fairchild was a trembling mass of heightened flesh as she finger fucked her pussy like a possessed fiend. She arched up violently and yelled with delight as a final climax ignited within her, she crested and collapsed spent. Little did she know there was more excitement headed her way.
Caitlin recovered quickly thanks to her super stamina. She wanted Thorne's cock inside her. Her dormant sexual beast had awakened and she was not yet sated. Her basic instincts were in charge and they would not be denied. Fairchild got off the diving board and crawled to Thorne. She only had one goal in her confused mind--she had to have the man's cock.
"Please fuck me, Thorne! I need it bad. I'll do anything for you. I'll be your slave, just please give me your throbbing cock!! PLEASE!" she sobbed in despair.
She was now his to use. Fairchild got down on her hands and knees and parted her legs so he could view her shimmering pussy and wrinkled asshole. Her backside twisted about aimlessly as she screwed the air.
Thorne dropped his swim trunks and kneeled behind the girl. Fairchild had sunk to levels she would've never imagined possible just to get this man to fuck her. All that mattered was getting his big penis in her cunt. Caitlin would gladly humiliate and degrade herself if that was what Thorne wanted.
Thorne placed his cock at the entrance to her cunt and slipped his cockhead between her pussy lips. Fairchild whimpered as she was penetrated from behind. He put his hands on her waist to keep her in place. Thorne moved back slightly and then rammed his dick into Fairchild's waiting pussy. He plowed into her depths with all the force he could muster. Fairchild screeched in pain as she was violated. There was a tearing sound and his manhood sank completely into her channel.
He was surprised. Fairchild had been a virgin; he had just ripped through her hymen. He'd assumed she'd had sex before. He had taken Fairchild's virginity! He was her first fuck.
Caitlin arched back as his member burrowed into her cunt. She had done it--she was being fucked by a real man! Her pain vanished and she basked in the glow of her first sexual experience. Thorne swiftly thrust in and out of her pussy with ease. She had relaxed and accepted his cock willingly.
Her tits hung below her like cow udders. The large D-cup melons shook and bounced as she flailed about. Thorne reached under Caitlin and grabbed her balloon tits. He clenched the milk sacs and mauled them roughly. She squealed as he molested her spinning breasts and pulled her sore nipples. Fairchild cherished being used by Thorne and having him treat her like a piece of meat. She knew that she would take a shine to being depraved.
Fairchild shoved back at him and countered his pistoning movements. She pushed back to him with super speed and he kept an even pace with her. Caitlin now knew he wasn't a normal human and he had a strange hold over her. But she didn't care, she adored him and wanted only to serve him loyally and tend to his wishes.
Fairchild shrieked as she was blasted by a tidal wave of orgasms. "FUCK MEE!! GIMMEE YOUR MONSTER COCK! AAAAAAA, RRRROO, OGNHHH!!!!! FUCK ME YOU BASTARD!!!! AAAAAGGGGGGHHGHNNNNNHHH!!!!!!" she blared as she came like a whore.
Thorne fucked her maniacally and pounded her cunt raw. He rode Fairchild into the ground. The bitch was his and she'd make a nice addition to his collection. She would now bow to him and take him as her lord and master.
Thorne grunted and his cock spewed thick globs of sperm into Fairchild's pulsating cunt. She came over and over as she received his precious seed. She begged him to cum in her pussy and greedily absorbed his semen. Caitlin bucked and thrash madly as Thorne emptied his sperm load into her newly opened cunt hole. She gratefully took every drop of cum he gave her.
Fairchild lost all sense of self-being and she knew her life with Gen13 was ended. She belonged to Thorne and she would never leave her master's side. She was his to use and she would use her powers to do whatever he ordered. Her world now revolved around Thorne and she couldn't see any other life for herself. She had changed and she was thankful that he had chosen her to be his sex slave.
Afterwards, Fairchild eagerly sucked his cock and cleaned it for him. She swallowed three loads of cum and soon had a belly full of sperm that tasted exquisite to her. She belonged to Thorne body and soul. She lived to serve him and would follow him without question. Fairchild would soon be stripping at the club, where she'd be posing as herself. She couldn't wait to be a dancer. Her sole loyalty went to Thorne and she was his mindless slut.
So yet another heroine fell victim to the Justice Club.
To Be Continued in "The Justice Club: Catwoman."