Important Note: The Supergirl character and all mentioned DC characters are\nproperties of DC Comics. All are used herein exclusively for the purpose of\nparody. There are no claims of ownership of these characters and no profit will\nbe seen from the publication of this work. All the other original characters in\nthis story are the property of this author and any use of them requires\npermission from Dr. Dominator.
\nChapter 1
\nSupergirl’s thoughts were a torrent of conflicting emotions: apprehension about\nthe possible glitches that could happen during this crucial mission, excitement\nabout the possibility of successfully rescuing 19 teenage girls from a sex\nslavery prison, a flush of embarrassment about having allowed three dildoes to\nbe inserted into her mouth, vagina and rectum and a tinge of sexual pleasure at\nthe thought of such devices within her. Clearly the actual dildoes were having\nno physical effect on her since she had all her super powers intact, but the\nmental thrill of every major orifice filled to capacity was giving her a slight\nbuzz of interest.
\nDressed in a tight-fitting yellow tube top and a chocolate brown miniskirt,\nyellow knee-high socks and low-heeled brown pumps, the attractive blonde lay\ncompletely still on her back within the foam-lined box in which she was tightly\nsecured. With her hands at her sides, her wrists are tightly cinched with steel\nmanacles that are clipped to the wide metal belt locked around her waist.\nMatching metal clamps surround her calves with a steel spreader bar keeping her\nlegs a vulnerable two feet apart. Inside the large pine shipping box in which\nshe’s been secured, Supergirl’s brown miniskirt is hiked up enough to reveal her\nbright yellow panties. The fabric is stretched out, highlighting with taut\nwrinkles the dildo buried between her thighs. Unseen beneath her, her panties\nbulge slightly in the back as well, the dildo there poking out two inches\nagainst the soft yellow fabric. Her mouth, too, is filled by short four-inch red\nrubber dildo that is strapped securely around the back of her head. A thin\ncylinder with a purple iced solution occasionally sends a pulse of cold liquid\ndown the throat of the immobilized woman.
\nStanding over the seemingly unconscious beauty is a large cornfed\nmiddle-American male with muscles bulging through his tight black t-shirt. Black\nchinos and black sneakers complete his wardrobe. He sports brush-cut blond hair\nand a thick nose that had been broken somewhere in his past. Only in his\nmid-20s, the overall effect gives the young man roguish good looks that are a\nbig help in his profession. He charms the ladies before he surprises them with\nhis cruel abduction plans.
\nLooking down at his lovely prize with concern, Derek Gray pushes his hand into\nthe tight area of foam pressed up against the blonde teen’s thigh, feeling\naround for something important that had gone missing. The other three captives\nhad already been secured with their tops locked on the pine shipping boxes. Each\nof the three girls already had all their special inserts prepared and locked\ninto each dildo’s crevice. These drug-infused inserts assured a trouble-free\ntransit after his crew loaded the four containers on the plane for the short\nflight to the island prison to which these new “recruits” were headed.
\n“Well, what the hell happened to that third narco-pulse insert we had ready for\nyou, Miss Chambers?”
\n“Forget about it, Derek, says the red-headed pilot nicknamed “Crash” Dolan.\n“Takeoff is scheduled in 10 minutes. You know this client is crazed about\npunctuality!”
\n“I know it’s only a two-hour flight, Crash,” the hulking blond laments, “but I\nsure would feel better if this bitch’s a-hole was filled with the same insert\nthe rest of this girls have. Better to be safe than sorry, right?”
\n“Well, I’m going wheels up in 10 whether her butt’s got her druggy load or not!”\nCrash headed toward the cockpit to do his pre-flight check. Not finding the\nmissing insert anywhere inside the box, Derek pulls out his hand, frowns and\nstalks off quickly toward the rear of the plane where the supply chest is\nlocated.
\nIt won’t do you any good even if you find it, Derek. You’re dealing with\nSupergirl here…not some helpless coed. And when we get to the destination and\nI’m brought before the mastermind behind this enterprise, people are going to\npay for all the brutality you’ve unleashed upon all those innocent girls!
\nThinking of that, Supergirl calms herself with a quick meditative adjustment to\nenhance her feigned unconsciousness. For now, she simply needs to pretend to be\nChrissy Chambers, lacrosse scholarship beauty from Stanhope College and the\ntwentieth victim of a nasty sex trafficking ring. Slowing her heart rate, the\nyoung heroine feels intermittent pulses as the icy gelatin inserts in her mouth\nand vaginal dildoes are delivered into her body. Designed to incapacitate the\ngirls in transit with a pulse of drug every three minutes, the cold toxic liquid\nhas no effect on the Maid of Steel whatsoever. If anything, the cool liquid\ndoses are a bit refreshing. Supergirl knows however that her three other boxed\nfriends on this flight are completely out of it and the heroine thinks back to\nwhat brought her to this precarious circumstance in the first place….
\nDeborah Collins had been smart enough and lucky enough to escape the sex\ntraffickers a month earlier. By then, she’d been missing for eight months, taken\noff the campus of Stanhope, Chicago’s upscale suburb that was home to a\nhighly-respected small college of the same name. Four Chicago area colleges had\nsuffered similar disappearances over the course of a year and a half with a\ntotal of 16 coeds gone missing. A task force had been organized by Chicago PD\nbut despite a flurry of administrative activity, significant funding and police\nshoe leather, there hadn’t been any significant breaks in the case until Deborah\nCollins showed up back at Tipsters, a popular bar just south of the Maywood\ncampus of Loyola University. Bedraggled and confused, she was helped by the\nbartender who took the lovely young woman to the campus clinic. They reported\nher arrival to the police and, since she was deemed one of the missing girls,\nthe task force shepherded to their headquarters and proceeded to debrief her\nabout the hellish nightmare of her existence since her disappearance eight\nmonths earlier.
\nIt was a tale of horror that the distraught young woman had explained in detail.\nOr at least with as much detail as she could recall. The capture had been a\nstupid mistake on her part. She been in a nasty verbal confrontation with her\nboyfriend and subsequently had stormed out to Tipster’s bar and order several\nrounds of drinks. It was on a trip to the ladies’ room where she was accosted by\ngood-looking guy with bad manners. They had barely got into a verbal altercation\nwhen she suddenly felt a sting to her hip and some other male stranger, clearly\na cohort in retrospect, had one arm around her waist while his other arm circled\nher upper torso even as his hand was squeezing her tit. Deborah struggled\nvaliantly but felt very faint all too quickly and passed out in the second man’s\narms.
\nThe next thing she knew she was bound in chains inside a foam-lined pine box\nwith a dildo shoved into her mouth, her cooz and up her rear end. She barely\nregained consciousness before she went under again. When she awoke, she had been\ndelivered to a humid locale in the middle of the ocean wearing nothing but a\nsilver halter top, matching hot-pants and silver sandals. That was when the\nindoctrination began. The full debriefing had been taped by the task force.\nDeborah had even worked with a police artist to help create likenesses of the\ntwo men who abducted her in Tipsters but nobody recognized the drawn portraits\nand they came up blank on the national facial recognition database. After two\nweeks of frustration, the task force called in Supergirl. Could she act as bait\nand possibly stop these abductions by tracing the ring back to its leadership.\nThere was a big risk here but so many girls had gone missing and the media\nfinally put the stories together that the pressure to get results ramped up\nsignificantly. Supergirl agreed. Naturally, she didn’t like the idea of\nsubjecting herself to such indignities as the dildoes described by Deborah\nCollins but if it meant breaking up this horrific ring, she would acquiesce to\nthe humiliation if it meant being taken to the ring leaders.
\nThey would be quite shocked to find who was the hunted and who the hunter.
\nJust as another pulse of icy drug spits down her throat and up into her vagina,\nthe Maid of Steel hears the thug Derek walking back to her.
\n“Yes! Found an extra one. Lucky for me,” Derek declares. “Now we’ll have a truly\nquiet transit to Harmony Island with you drugged to the gills.” Derek grabs the\nspreader bar with one hand and lifts the limp beauty’s legs high in the air,\nexposing the full crotch of the maiden’s yellow panties, both bulges showing.\n“After that, you can get busy learning your new life as a high-end whore for the\nprivileged elite upper crust. Only the finest looking girls will do for these\none percenters!” Supergirl uses every ounce of willpower not to flinch or give\naway any semblance of consciousness. She feels the man’s hand pull aside the\ngullet of her panties, exposing both dildoes. She feels the plastic insert bump\nagainst the edge of the dildo before it is properly centered. The insert is then\ncleanly slid forward, nesting inside the dildo with a quiet affirmative click.\nThe spreader bar is dropped and Supergirl’s legs flop back into the preformed\nfoam area allotted to them.
\n“There, that’s the final fail-safe in place,” Derek beams. “Now everything’s\ntightly snug and doing it’s job, eh, girlie girl?”
\nAs if, jerk! When we land at our destination, it won’t be long\nbefore…be..fore….whuh? Weak? Sleepy? How can…?...
\nSupergirl’s body jerks in place she tries to lift her upper body out of the\ntightly-constraining foam all around her but Derek’s right hand is pressing down\nhard on her chest, palming her left breast. His left palm grips hard on the\nspreader bar pushing downward with all his might.
\n“Uh, uh, Supergirl. That’s about nine doses by now of NarcoStun already\ndelivered into your system, champ. Along with a special final dose of liquified\nkryptonite to ensure it all works perfectly!”
\nFaint, confused and far too weak from the toxic tranquillizing infusion in all\nthree orifices, the powerful blonde beauty is overwhelmed by Derek’s leverage\nagainst her and the final surprise of the day.
\n“That’s nth metal for you, you moronic bitch. You ain’t getting out of these\nrestraints. Man, you were just too easy!”
\nThat’s the last thing Supergirl hears before she slides deep into a black of\nhole of despair and nothingness.
\nChapter 2
\nDisoriented, exhausted and achy all over, Kara blearily raises her head with a\nquiet groan. Face down on a cushioned table, the once-mighty blonde heroine\nnotices through half-lidded eyes that she is wearing her Supergirl costume and\nthat her wrists are shackled to the top corners of the table.
\n…wasn’t in costume b’fore…how’d dat happen?
\nA fat pillow under her pelvis hikes her butt into the air as the familiar\nsensation of debilitating kryptonite radiation floods every muscle. Even the\nenergy to raise her head drains her. Her forehead drops to the cushion with a\nnoticeable thump.
\n“She’s conscious.”
\n“Already? Man, she’s got some constitution, this bitch! It’s too early. Dose her\nout again.”
\nKara feels someone from behind her use a warm palm to pull wide her left ass\ncheek. Some sort of device is quickly screwed onto the exposed end of the anal\ndildo embedded deep in her cavity. She helplessly tries to wriggle away but the\npalm firmly squeezes her left buttock and pins her in place.
\n“No super powers, blondie. Don’t bother trying. You’re ours now!” The voice is\nunfamiliar to Kara but the menace comes through.
\nSuddenly, a tiny sting deep in her rear jerks the helpless beauty’s body forward\nwith a rough grunt.
\n“That will shut you down for a few more hours, champ,” the menacing voice\ndeclares. “Try not to drool too much, eh,” he adds with a chuckle. He lets the\nred panties snap back in place over the specially designed butt plug and its\nattachment. The wireless device stretches out the silky fabric noticeably. A\nhand caresses the butt cheek and hikes the red skirt up a bit higher, showing\noff Supergirl’s very exposed crotch.
\n…perverts…too well prepared…fur me…gotta bide…my tiiiii…uuugghhnnn…
\nA hard wave of dizziness overwhelms the girl from the stars and her eyes flutter\nrapidly as she passes out cold from the drugged mini-dart shot up her butt.
\nIn a room not far from where the heavily drugged Maid of Steel lies in a limp\ndreamless state, three men confer around a large dark walnut conference table.\nPaintings by world famous artists adorn the walls of the elegant room with an\noriginal garden pond artwork by Monet holding the prominent position behind a\nman with a mane of silver hair. His dark blue suit with its tiny burgundy\npinstripes and matching pocket handkerchief costs almost as much as the table at\nwhich he sits. His face is uncharacteristically smiling at the other two men\nsharing the table with him.
\n“So, everything went exactly as we planned,” gloated Clayton Hughes. The\nbillionaire shipping magnate nodded at his sole heir, Russell Hughes. Russ\ngestured at Derek Gray, the wet work expert who’d taken down Supergirl back at\nthe storage facility near Stanhope College.
\n“Derek’s success rate with our sex worker procurement has been 100%, including\nSuper Cunt herself!”
\nGray’s blue eyes gleamed at the success but he carefully deferred the acclaim\nback to Hughes Senior.
\n“Well, it was your plan that deserves the kudos, Mr. Hughes. It was a trap\nmasterfully set by your use of Deborah Collins. They bought her story lock,\nstock and barrel, from her terrifying escape story right down to the use of\nthree dildoes to ensure that Supergirl would have to subject herself to that for\nthe undercover operation to work.
\n“I was pretty proud of that,” Clayton smiles. “We’d never used it before but I\nwanted some sort of failsafe for our special guest.\"
\n“It worked like a charm, Dad,” Russell Hughes noted. “Derek said he couldn’t\nbelieve it worked so fast.”
\n“It’s true,” Derek affirmed. “Once we planted those in her, adding the\nkryptonite NarcoStun serum to her butt plug sealed the deal. She went out almost\nimmediately. And she was fine during transit to the island as well.”
\n“If it was that effective with not just her but the other three girls shipped\nwith her, we should consider expanding the procedure on an international scale.”
\n“I’m all over that,” Russ declares. “Consider it done.”
\n“Good,” Hughes Sr. said. “And where do we stand now with our special guest and\nthe rest of the shipment? Since she’s undercover, she must have some way to\ncommunicate back to her team once she takes us out…” Clayton’s self-satisfied\nsmirk is too obvious to ignore and the two other men chuckle along at the\nconcept and Supergirl’s surprise failure. “Have you found her device she’ll use\nonce she rescues all 20 sex workers on our little island here.” The sarcasm is\nobvious.
\nRuss fields this question since he’s second in command for all the island’s\noperations. “As far as the three other students we took from the Stanhope area,\nthey’re all about to awake in their training cells, very disoriented and very\nconfused, as per usual.”
\n“Yes, yes, and Supergirl’s communication device?” Clayton asks impatiently.
\n“We’ve ransacked the heroine’s purse that she took with her to the storage\nfacility but we haven’t quite found the communication device yet,” Russell\nadmits to the frowning face of his father. “We found her full costume and boots\nas we all anticipated. It was in a false bottom of the purse. We dressed her in\nher full costume, Dad.”
\n“Why would you do that? It’s going to give her a sense of power and emotional\nsupport. I don’t like it!”
\n“Hear me out, please,” Russell says with a cool serenity he doesn’t quite feel.\n“We have subdued this supposed champion completely. What’s more, we have in our\nmeans the ability to continually maintain her in a state of helplessness. By\nthat, I mean severely handicapped both physically and mentally. Derek and I\nthought it would be a powerful emotional jolt of reality for all our sex workers\nto see the famous Supergirl so badly abused right before they’re eyes. If she\ncan’t defeat us, what hope will they have. They’ll all be kept in line much more\neasily, we believe.”
\n“Hmmm,” the silver-maned scion taps his fingertips together, considering the\nrisks. After a moment, he breaks into a smile. “I like it! Good thinking,\ngentlemen! Also, it will be an even more effective demotivator when we beat the\nanswer out of her of where that communication device is and crush it right in\nfront of everyone.
\n“Yes, that would be a very effective teachable moment, I’d say,” smirks Derek\nGray.
\n“Indeed,” Russell smiles back. “Of course, I’m thinking Bruno should put his\nenforcer skills to this task.
\n“Who better?” Clayton smile is broad but it doesn’t reach his eyes. “When can we\nget this underway?”
\n“We have a few minor details to attend to, but I’d say a few hours should work.\nAbout 2 pm.”
\n“Excellent! Let’s have lunch now then,” Clayton suggests. “I’ve had chef prepare\na special meal as a celebration of our successful endeavor so far.”
\nIt’s only 75 minutes after being darted that a dazed Supergirl struggles into a\nvery weak state of consciousness. A puddle of drool caught in a cushion seam\nlingers in a shimmying circle beneath her slack lips.
\n…whuhh….where’m i…wuz hap’nin’…?...
\nShe barely registers being awake before the sensor lead stuck to her temple\nsignals to a biorhythm monitor that a specified level of brain activity has been\nreached. This activates its programming which results in a coding subroutine\nthat triggers the anal dildo targeting program. Consequently, Supergirl anus\nreceives a second mini-dart of NarcoStun.
\n“Guunnhh!” Supergirl grunts and jerks in place. The tenuous consciousness which\nshe struggled to attain is drenched in a thick wave of unavoidable exhaustion\nand confusion. The powerful heroine’s brain and body are forcibly submerged into\na drugged darkness of untold depth yet again.
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