A clear sky greeted the populace of Washington D.C. on what was a very quiet and\nuneventful day. The warm sun had brought about a solace to a city swirling with\naccusations of corruption in the Luthor administration. People for to day at\nleast preferred to be outside, tranquilly enjoying the beautiful weather. Linda\nDanvers, the star guard for the NYU women’s varsity basketball team, was one of\nthem. Earlier today she had scrimmaged with her teammates in preparation for\ntonight’s game, but now she walked Washington’s impressive streets with her\nboyfriend, Richard.
\n“You should invite me along on all of your road trips Linda! What I mean is that\nI want to spend more time with you. Between studies, basketball and especially\nyour demands from being Supergirl I rarely get to be with you, baby.”
\n“I know Richard and I’m really sorry but there’s a massive global crime wave\noccurring and Supergirl is needed more than ever. It also doesn’t help much that\ncoach views you as a distraction from my ability to focus, I think he blames you\nfor all my missed practices. I had to beg him for days to allow you to come with\nme on this trip.”
\n“Are you getting any closer to solving who or what’s behind this outbreak of\ncrime?”
\n“Not really. It’s so large in scale and the recent criminals I’ve defeated, as\npowerful as they’ve been, believe it or not are just foot soldiers and don’t\nseem to know very much. All I really know is that some new force called the\nImperium is behind it all.”
\nSuddenly as the couple was passing the Bank of America gun blasts rang out,\nsending bullets smashing through the large glass window and straight at them.\nLinda quickly forced Richard behind her, shielding him from the lead projectiles\nand shattered glass. Men dressed in black protective gear with their faces\nconcealed behind black ski masks were robbing the bank. All the guards plus\nseveral other people were already dead.
\nLinda grabbed Richard by the hand and pulled him around the corner and into an\nally. Quickly Linda scanned the area to make sure no one was looking before\nproceeding to remove her red, short sleeved, form fitting t-shirt and black mini\nskirt. Next she undid her bra and slipped of her panties before pulling off her\nbrunette wig. “Hold these for me would you sweetie?” asked the naked girl as she\ndumped her clothes into Richard’s arms before hurrying to remove her costume\nfrom her purse.
\nRichard complied with his love’s request, delightfully staring at her fabulous\nphysique as she slipped on her incredibly form revealing, thin, soft costume.\nSupergirl completed her transformation by slipping on her red boots and quickly\nmaking a few tugging adjustments to the fit of her costume. “Don’t worry about\nme I’ll be back in a moment,” said Supergirl before giving her boyfriend a quick\nkiss and heading for the bank.
\nThe Maid of Might flew through the shattered window, landing in the middle of\nthe bank. Two quick psi blasts knocked out the two gunmen conducting crowd\ncontrol. The third, and seemingly last man, started to back up, towards the\nvault, as the Girl of Steel approached. His M16 was trembling in his hands and\nhis eyes were fixated upon the blonde heroine drawing ever nearer. “Big Mama you\nbetter get out here! Big Mama!” hollered the robber. Controlled bursts let loose\nfrom the man’s assault riffle, in what he knew would be a vain attempt at\nstopping the young heroine.
\nA wry smile appeared on Supergirl’s face as she held out her left hand toward\nthe man, revealing every bullet he had fired before letting them fall to the\nfloor. In a rapid, graceful movement the Girl of Steel closed the remaining\ndistance between her and the gunman. Her left hand yanked away the gun and\ncrushed it as she tightened her fist, before tossing it harmlessly away. The\nMaid of Might’s right hand took hold of the robber by the neck, lifting him off\nof his feet. “ I have a few questions and you’re going to give me the answers,”\ndemanded Supergirl of the dangling man.
\n“I’d put him down if you know what’s good for you pretty girl!” From out of the\nvault appeared an incredibly obese woman, carrying several large bags full of\nmoney, heaving for breath as she did so. The woman was in her early forties and\nmust have weighed over 350 pounds. She wore a black tank body suit that\nstruggled to contain her flabby form. The outfit bit into the loose flesh of her\nshoulders, underarms, ass and nether region. Her eyes were green and her short\nblonde hair was in complete disarray from her immense sweating, which poured\ndown all over her body drenching her exposed legs and arms.
\nSupergirl flicked the gunman’s chin with her left index finger knocking him\nunconscious before she let him drop to the ground. She then prepared to face Big\nMama who had dropped the bags of money and was making her way towards her. The\nMaid of Might readied herself by placing her hands on her hips, spreading her\nlegs and giving a quick flicker of her head to remove her shoulder blade long,\nblonde hair from in front of her blue eyes. There was a slight vibration caused\nby Big Mama’s approach and as she came near, the young heroine noticed the foul\nodor emanating from the woman.
\nFour feet away from Supergirl, Big Mama stopped and mimicked the girl’s stance.\nThe woman’s large belly made the distance seem more like two feet rather than\nfour. “I’m going to enjoy demolishing a pretty little girl like you. Plus\ndefeating the great Supergirl will do wonders for my standing in the Imperium.”
\n“The Imperium! Look, who ever you think you are I don’t care. You’re fooling\nyourself if you think you can take me. So if you tell me everything you know\nabout the Imperium I’ll promise the judge will take your co-operation into\nconsideration at your trial.”
\n“Oh! You would really do that for me?” mockingly teased Big Mama before sending\na right hook at Supergirl’s face. The incredibly nimble and flexible Girl of\nSteal ducked the attack and countered with a right of her own into Big Mama’s\nlarge gut.
\n“Rao! I’m…I’m stuck!” exclaimed Supergirl looking up into Big Mama’s broadly\nsmiling face. Her fist had deeply penetrated into her opponent’s gut, which now\nengulfed her hand, preventing her from removing it. Again and again the heroic\ngirl tried to pull her right hand free, but it was to no avail.
\nThe 6’2 Big Mama relished the look upon the 5’ll, worried girl’s face, as she\nvainly struggled to free herself. “Here Supergirl, let me help you!” said Big\nMama as she freed the heroine’s fist from her belly with a quick thrusting out\nof her stomach. The force of the expelling of the Maid of Might’s fist was of\nsuch strength that it sent her flying back.
\nSupergirl’s back slammed hard against a wall; it took her a second to recover\nfrom the impact. But as Supergirl lifted her head up and brushed her hair aside\nshe was greeted by a running Big Mama, who leaped as best she could into the air\nand squashed the Girl of Steel between her massive frame and the wall.
\nBig Mama bounced off of Supergirl and back onto her feet, landing with a huge\nthud. Supergirl was implanted into the cracked wall, only her head was free and\nit dangled down, her hair draping over it. Big Mama then yanked the moaning girl\nfrom the wall by her hair and quickly took hold of the heroine with both hands\nby the back of her head. Before the Maid of Might could regain her bearings, Big\nMama pressed the girl’s head deeply into her own massive, sagging tits.
\nBetween Big Mama’s fat, large breasts Supergirl struggled for air, the smell of\nthe woman’s foul body odor, with a heavy stench of ham filled her nostrils.\nDesperately Supergirl tried to break free, as her hands attempted to push Big\nMama away, but they kept encountering flab and couldn’t get any force behind\ntheir effort. The young heroine was getting desperate, her mind was racing and\npanic was ensuing.
\nSuddenly Supergirl leaped into the air, smashing through the ceiling of the\nbank, with Big Mama taking the brunt of the blow. This slightly loosened the\nwoman’s grip on the Girl of Steel’s head, allowing her to let off a psi blast\nstraight between her opponent’s breasts.
\nThe psi blast had completely freed Supergirl from Big Mama’s hold. Lacking the\nGirl of Steel’s ability of flight Big Mama began to tumble back down to the\nground but was quickly saved by the heroine, who held each of her wrists in a\nhand. “Now, you’re going to tell me everything you know about the Imperium, or\nI’m going to let you complete you’re fall, do you understand me!?”
\n“You wouldn’t!” screamed Big Mama in response to Supergirl’s threat.
\n“Oh really,” responded the Maid of Might as she released her hold of the woman’s\nright wrist.
\n“I don’t know anything I swear!” Supergirl began to loosen her hold on big\nMama’s left wrist. “All right…I’ll talk…I’ll talk!”
\n“Whose your boss!”
\n“I…I don’t have one!”
\n“What!”
\n“I just get anonymous phone calls…they give me a time and a place. I just do the\ndeed, I don’t know who’s in charge. You gotta believe me Supergirl, I know\nnothing!”
\nThe Girl of Steel flew back down to the bank and laid the heavily breathing and\nmassively sweating woman on her back. Big Mama was just another spoke on a\nwheel; Supergirl had heard this same story a dozen times over already. On Big\nMama’s left loose skinned, sweat drenched upper arm was the emblem of the\nImperium. Every time the young heroine saw it she was filled with rage. It was a\ndirect copy of her own emblem that lay stretched across her breasts, but with\nand I instead of and S in the middle.
\nSupergirl didn’t take any chances with her opponent; she quickly delivered a psi\nblast to Big Mama’s forehead, causing the woman to lose consciousness. The\npolice had arrived at the scene and the Maid of Might was content to let them\nfinish up here. The young heroine after receiving numerous praise and thanks\nfrom the hostages took off into the air, only to secretly land again in the ally\na short distance away.
\nRichard, still holding Linda Danvers’ clothes, looked up admiringly at the view\nprovided by the raised, short, red, mini shirt as Supergirl descended. The thin\nstrip of blue costume between her legs barely covered her vagina and revealed\nmuch of her ass. “All went well I gather?” inquired Richard as he watched his\ngirlfriend strip off her fabulous costume. Richard heard nothing of her response\nand instead was lost in Supergirl’s phenomenal naked body. The girl was fit and\nfirm, possessing a slim athletic figure with well-toned muscular definition.
\nSupergirl noticed Richard’s erection and grabbed his head with both her hands\nraising it from her tight naked body to her seductive blue eyes before giving\nhim a long sensual kiss. “Not now, okay tiger,” whispered Supergirl, handing\nRichard her costume, taking her Linda clothes in its place.
\nHow coach loved her, the amazing flexibility, astounding reflexes, perfect\nbalance and co-ordination to match her phenomenal speed and graceful movements.\nThe girl was perfect, the most naturally gifted athlete in the country with\nendless talent, while possessing the body of a model. Watching Linda take the\nteam to victory, receiving yet another player of the game award made him forget\nall the missed practices and lame excuses. He could already taste another\nnational championship and the raise that would go with it.
\nIn order to get Coach to allow her to bring Richard along on this road trip\nLinda had agreed to meet the press and promote the team. She usually shied away\nfrom the media from fear that the attention could expose her being Supergirl,\nendangering her friends and loved ones.
\nBy the time Linda got free of the press and entered the change room most of her\nteammates had already left. As she approached her locker she saw that her two\nbest friends, Lucy & Mattie, where still here, but already showered and changed.
\n“Well, hey there Superstar…how did the interviews go?” asked Mattie.
\n“Yeah, you won’t be forgetting the rest of us now will you?” teased Lucy.
\nA blushing smile appeared on Linda’s face as she opened up her locker. “Of\ncourse I won’t forget you guys, we’re a team and I made sure they understood\nthat, replied Linda as she pulled of her #11 jersey.
\n“Linda, the teams going out to celebrate, most of the girls are already at the\nclub and Lucy and me were just waiting on you to see if you wanted to join.”
\n“ Thanks a lot girls but I really can’t. I promised Richard that I’d spend the\nnight with him. We really need to be together, I think he’s been feeling\nneglected.”
\n“Don’t sweat it Linda, the girls will understand, we know how much Richard means\nto you,” consoled Lucy as she gave Linda a slight hug.
\n“You girls are the best; I’ll make it up to you two when we get back to New\nYork,” promised Linda before proceeding to take off her shorts.
\n“Linda, honey, you really ought to consider being a model, girl!” said Mattie as\nshe and Lucy gave her a look over from the back.
\n“Seriously Linda, you got the body. I bet you could give Supergirl a run for her\nmoney,” assured Lucy.
\nLinda was blushing again and was about to turn and face her friends when she\nlooked down and saw that she could see the narrow strip of blonde pubic hairs\nthrough her sweaty, white panties. Quickly she grabbed her towel from her locker\nand pressed it against her lower midsection. The draping towel easily concealed\nher nether region and Linda turned to face her friends. “That’s really\nflattering Lucy, but I’m no where near Supergirl’s league and I don’t really\nthink I want to be a model anyways.”
\n“We know you’re like Supergirl’s biggest fan Linda but honestly you and\nEmmanuelle Isaura are the two hottest girl’s on the planet, after Supergirl of\ncourse.”
\n“Who is Emmanuelle Isaura, Mattie?” asked Linda.
\n“You really do need to get out more Linda. She’s a Brazilian businesswoman who\ncontrols that countries technology sector. Just like us the girl is 21 years\nold, but worth over a billion dollars and does everything from modeling to\nextremist sports,” explained Mattie.
\n“Mattie, we really should be going, the rest of the girls are waiting on us,”\nsaid Lucy who gave Linda a quick hug. Mattie did the same and both Lucy and her\nstarted heading for the exit. “Linda I’ll tell Richard you’ll be a few more\nminutes.”
\n“Don’t worry about it Lucy, he’s not here. Coach doesn’t want him near our games\nanymore; he feels that Richard distracts me when I’m on the court. I think he\nreally has it in for him.”
\n“Have fun Linda!” wished Mattie and Lucy as they headed out the door, leaving\nLinda alone in the change room.
\nLinda Danvers slipped off her sweat moist sports bra and panties before removing\nher brunet wig, allowing her natural blonde hair to fall down. Supergirl’s hair\nand body was sticky from her efforts on the court and she quickly proceeded to\ntake a shower.
\nAfter a thorough cleansing the young heroine pulled her costume out of her\nduffle bag and placed all her other clothes inside. Supergirl knew how much her\ncostume turned Richard on and she made the tiniest of adjustments to make sure\nit fit perfectly. The heroic blonde loved the soft, smooth feel of her costume\nagainst her body. She felt at her most natural and comfortable when she wore the\nthin costume that revealed her tight fit physique, beautifully showing off her\nfeminine curves. With the duffle bag held in her right hand, Supergirl took off\ntowards her hotel room where she was determined to give Richard a night to\nremember.
\nSupergirl landed on the balcony of her hotel room, she could hear Richard\nwatching the TV as she stepped inside and dropped her bag onto the floor.\nSpreading her legs and placing her arms on her hips the heroine said, “Sorry I’m\nlate honey.”
\nRichard barely noticed her return and without looking at her replied, “That’s\nokay sweetie.”
\nAn annoyed Maid of Might approached Richard asking as she approached, “What you\nwatching?”
\n“A story on Emmanuelle Isaura, the girl is incredible. You know Supergirl many\nfeel that she is even more desirable than you,” answered Richard, his eyes still\nfixated on the screen.
\nThe Girl of Steel pushed Richard, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, flat\nonto his back, straddling him immediately. “And what do you think; is she hotter\nthan me?”
\nRichard could see the lust in his girl’s eyes. “Not a chance, no one compares to\nmy girl,” responded Richard as he began rubbing his hands along Supergirl’s\nouter thighs and up her mini skirt over her hips.
\n“Now you’re saying the right things,” said Supergirl before placing her hands on\neither side of Richard’s head and leaning forward to give him a kiss. “Let’s put\nMiss Isaura back in her place shall we!” declared the heroic blonde as she\ngrabbed the remote and twisted her upper body back towards the TV.
\nSupergirl caught her first glimpse of the Brazilian beauty and she had to admit\nthat the girl rivaled her in looks. She spun off of Richard and back onto her\nfeet to get a better look at this blonde bombshell. “She’s fabulous,” uttered\nthe Maid of Might.
\n“Don’t worry baby, she’s got nothing on you,” an assuring Richard told his\ngirlfriend as he kissed her neck from behind. Richard’s left arm crossed\nSupergirl’s body taking hold of her right breast, while his right pressed her\nskirt against her cunt as he playfully stoked it.
\nRichard’s loving attention made it hard for Supergirl to concentrate but there\nwas a tattoo on the scantily, bikini clad, Brazilian’s inner left hip that the\nGirl of Steel wanted to see. The young heroine was breathing quicker and\nheavier, moans escaping from her mouth, as Richard increasingly played with the\nright breast and started penetrating her vagina. “Rao…Richard stop…stop!”\ndemanded Supergirl as she finally got a look at the tattoo.
\n“What is it Supergirl!”
\n“Look at Emmanuelle’s tattoo, she’s a member of the Imperium.”
\n“My God you’re right, she has the I surrounded by your logo,” exclaimed Richard\nhis fingers along with the thin strip of costume still inside Supergirl’s wet\npussy.
\nSupergirl wanted to leave immediately, this could be her first break in her\nstruggle versus the Imperium but her relation with Richard really needed to have\na good night. She turned the TV off, dropped the remote and pressed her right\nhand against Richard’s penetrating fingers keeping them in place as she turned\naround to face him. “If Isaura was wearing my costume do you think she would\nlook sexier than me?”
\n“Not a chance girl. No one could look better than you whether or not you wear\nthe costume.”
\n“Convince me,” said Supergirl just before Richard and her locked lips and he lay\nher back down on the bed.
\nThe Girl of Steel gave her man a night to remember, delivering him bliss.\nLeaving him exhausted and asleep from the ecstasy. Her costume was soaked from\nboth of their sweat, while her pussy, thighs and thin strip of costume between\nher legs were drenched in love juices. Supergirl didn’t like getting her costume\nmessed up like this but it turned Richard on and this night was all for him. She\nwould soon be air born and the smell would hopefully dissipate with some fresh\nAtlantic air. A shower probably wouldn’t wake Richard up, she was sure of that\nconsidering the work out she gave him, but she wanted to get to Sao Paulo as\nsoon as possible. The Maid of Might emptied out her duffle bag except for her\nbrown haired wig and black skirt. She added a blue ¾ sleeved tee, dress shoes,\nfresh panties and a bra. Beside her well-pleasured boyfriend she left a note\nexplaining where she had gone and promising to call. Supergirl knew it would be\nbetter for her and Richard if she waited till morning to leave but Emmanuelle\nIsaura and the Imperium was all she could think about. A quick glance at Richard\nreminded her of the wonderful night before she leaped into the air and off for\nBrazil.
\nInto downtown Sao Paulo’s tallest building entered Linda Danvers dressed in her\n¾ sleeve, v-neck, light blue tee and black, mini skirt cut a few inches above\nthe knees. She knew that Emmanuelle Isaura was a media darling but she never\nimagined her cover story of being a reporter for a New York fashion magazine\nwould get her in so quickly.
\nLinda was escorted to the top floor and to Isaura’s office by a well-built man\nin his early thirties, dressed in a black suite.
\nLinda was brought to the office and asked to wait for Isaura, who the man told\nher would be with her in a few minutes. The office was spherical in shape, its\nwalls decorated with mirrors and large murals of Isaura in skimpy outfits\nperforming various arousing posses. Isaura’s office desk was made out of glass\nand only contained a computer on it.
\n“Well this must be the reporter from New York,” said Isaura as she burst into\nthe office her hand stretched out for Linda to shake.
\n“Yes…my name is Linda Danvers, Miss. Isaura and it’s an honor to meet you.”\nSupergirl was immediately hit by the girl’s stunning beauty, which no doubt\nrivaled her own. The Brazilian wore a form fitting business suit and a tight,\nshort skirt that was barely long enough to cover her nether region and ass. Her\nhair was blonde and flowed down to her waist and Supergirl could tell that\nEmmanuelle’s blue eyes were scanning her body just like she was doing to hers.
\n“Linda, are you a model…because if you’re not I can help you girl, you really\ngot the look, not to mention the body? But I think you would look better as a\nblonde. You should really consider dying your hair.”
\n“Umm…no I’m not really interested in modeling, journalism is what I fell in love\nwith,” responded Linda as both girl’s sat down.
\n“Well that’s too bad, you could be big, but you know I’m also in the need of a\ngood assistant; the pay is great and you’ll find I’m an easy person to work\nfor,” offered Isaura.
\nSupergirl could see the lust in the girl’s eyes; it was obvious that she was\nundressing her from behind the desk.
\n“Well that’s really kind but I…” Linda was suddenly distracted as Emmanuelle\ncrossed her legs, she could swear that the girl wasn’t wearing any panties. Now\nthat Linda thought about she didn’t think that Isaura was wearing anything\nunderneath her jacket, no shirt, no bra. Before Linda could finish of her\nsentence Isaura got up and seductively made her way around the desk towards\nLinda. She stopped right in front of her, leaned forward and placed her hands on\nLinda’s knees, spreading them apart.
\n“You have an amazing body Linda…tell me how you keep it so hard and fit? Don’t\nbe shy girl I can make all your dreams come true. I want you Linda Danvers, I\nwant your toned, fit body and I want it now.”
\nLinda’s mouth dropped open, she couldn’t utter a word, she just starred into\nIsaura’s lusting eyes as the girl dropped to her knees between her own parted\nlegs and started rubbing her hands up her inner thighs. “Stop this! Look I’m\nsorry but I’m not that kind of girl, you have the wrong impression,” exclaimed\nLinda finally overcoming her shock, placing her hands on top of the Brazilians\nto stop their advance.
\nEmmanuelle licked her lips intrigued by the fact that Linda had rebuffed her,\nthe girl was resisting, which only made her more determined. “Do you not find me\nattractive Linda?”
\n“I…I don’t mean to offend you, I mean I’m flattered and all but I have a\nboyfriend. I’m just not the right kind of girl for you.”
\nEmmanuelle got up off her knees and leaned forward directly into Linda’s face\ncausing their noses to rub as they starred into each other’s blue eyes. “I guess\nthen we should commence with the interview, seeing how I’m not your kind of\ngirl? So ask away Linda. What is it that you would like to know? That I’m\nbeautiful, fit, firm, rich, love sex and sure that you’re great in bed?”\ninquired Isaura keeping her face directly in front of Linda’s.
\nFor what seemed like minutes to Linda Danvers the two girls just stared into\neach other’s eyes. “Stop this Emmanuelle! I’ve already told you no and I’m not\ngoing to tell you again, so don’t make me…”
\n“Sorry to interrupt Miss Isaura but there is an urgent matter that needs your\nattention,” said the man who had escorted Linda to the office.
\n“Don’t you knock?!”
\n“I’m sorry Miss but this is truly urgent I wouldn’t have interrupted you\notherwise,” replied the man doing his best to avert his eyes from the two\nface-to-face girls.
\n“Hang tight sweetie I’ll be right back,” whispered Emmanuelle into Linda’s ear\nas she left the room but not without letting her left hand get a squeeze of\nLinda’s left breast.
\n“Hey!” protested a startled Linda as she watched Emmanuelle exit the office with\nher employee. Supergirl just couldn’t believe what was happening. She had\nthought that showing up as Linda Danvers might give her a chance to size\nEmmanuelle up, to get a feeling as to whether she was really in the Imperium.\nAll Supergirl had gathered so far was that she didn’t have to worry about\nEmmanuelle stealing her boyfriend. But she wasn’t going to let this girl abuse\nher like this, when she comes back thought Supergirl, I’ll put her in her place.
\nEmmanuelle was barely gone a minute before she burst back into the room,\nstartling Linda, causing her to scurry out of her chair. “You fuckin’ cunt! You\nthought you could fool me hey slut; well think again!” My people did a back\nground cheek and there is no Linda Danvers working for any New York fashion\nmagazine, trust me I stay on top of these things.”
\nLinda wasn’t sure how to react, her mind raced for an explanation but Emmanuelle\nwas storming ever closer. “There…there must be some mistake…”
\n“ I really hate to do this to a hottie like you but I can’t take any chances;\nsorry girl but time to die!” exclaimed Emmanuelle as she waved her left hand\npassed Linda. Isaura used her telekinetic abilities to send Linda flying head\nfirst through her mirrored walls, implanting her up to her shoulders in the\nconcrete. She was shocked to see that Linda was still alive the force of the\nimpacted should have split her head like a coconut.
\nIsaura telekinetically removed Linda from the wall and sent her driving into the\nopposite one, back first, with all the force she could summon. Another mirror\nshattered and Linda remained implanted in the wall for a good ten seconds before\nthumping down to the ground on her belly, accompanied by chunks of concrete.
\nLinda, to Emmanuelle’s surprise slowly struggled back onto her feet covered in\ndust from the shattered walls and without any apparent physical damage. “How is\nthis possible? Every bone in your body should be shattered!” uttered the\nBrazilian as she stared in disbelief at Linda’s seeming invulnerability. Then it\nhit her as her eyes once again admired the girl’s extraordinary physique.
\n“You’re going to pay for that Emmanuelle, you have no idea who you’re messing\nwith!” shouted Linda as she suddenly leaped forward and flew straight at Isaura.\nLinda was going to knock Isaura out with one quick punch but only four feet away\nthe Girl of Steel was suddenly halted. Isaura had held out her right hand and\nused her telekinetic abilities to hold the Maid of Might in mid-air. Linda’s\narms and legs were suddenly spread wide apart as she was only held inches from\nthe ground. “Let me go Emmanuelle or I swear I’ll make you pay!” threatened\nLinda as she vainly struggled with all her might to break her foe’s mental\nrestraint.
\nIsaura laughed off the threat, “Oh I don’t think so sexy. You’re incredibly\nstrong; forcing me to concentrate to restrain you but even your super abilities\nwon’t help you,” explained the Brazilian bombshell as she seductively approached\nLinda, playing with her breasts as she closed the minor distance. Emmanuelle\nthen placed her right hand behind Linda’s head, tilting it down as she brought\nher lips towards Linda’s delivering a consuming kiss. Just as she finished her\npleasuring taste the Brazilian took hold of Linda’s brown hair with her right\nand yanked of the heroine’s’ wig revealing her shoulder blade length blonde\nhair. “I told you, you would look better as a blonde.”
\nThe smiling Isaura next took a couple steps back wiping the saliva from around\nher mouth; Supergirl was unable to do the same as it seeped down to her chin. “I\nthink you would look better without these,” pronounced Emmanuelle\ntelekinetically ripping of Supergirl’s skirt, tee, and shoes, with her panties\nand bra soon following. “So the great Supergirl! Tell me sexy what exactly were\nyou hoping to gain by pulling off your little masquerade?” questioned the\nBrazilian as she admiringly eyed Supergirl’s phenomenal naked body.
\n“You’re disgusting! You won’t be able to hold me forever Emmanuelle and when I\nget free I’ll destroy you and the Imperium,” uttered the heroic girl as she\nstruggled to break free.
\n“Yeah, okay whatever!” responded Isaura who once again approached Supergirl and\nfelt up her cunt. As Isaura’s right hand played with the girl of Steel’s vagina\nher left felt up her right breast and her mouth sucked on her left nipple.\n“Oh…I’ve wanted you for so long baby! The girls and me knew we could take you\nbut #1 wouldn’t allow it but now that you’ve found me we’re going to have some\nreal fun. UMMMMMM… you taste so sweet girl!”
\nSupergirl looked away in disgust keeping her eyes closed as she was helplessly\nplayed with. The young heroine was relieved when Emmanuelle finally stopped and\nmoved away towards her desk but not before giving an excited smile. The Maid of\nMight’s heart jumped as she realized that Isaura was heading for her purse.\nSupergirl frantically began to struggle her body futilely wiggling to get free.\nShe next tried a psi blast but somehow it was blocked right in front of her own\nface, Emmanuelle had set up some kind of shield to prevent Supergirl’s own\nmental attack.
\nSupergirl felt shame and humiliation from being held naked but also from being\noverpowered by Emmanuelle, who was restraining her against her will. The Girl of\nSteel could do nothing as the Brazilian beauty removed her rolled up costume and\nboots from her purse.
\nEmmanuelle enjoyed the smooth feel of Supergirl’s costume commenting, “I can see\nwhy you wear this Supergirl it must feel great against your tits and pussy.” She\nthen grabbed the costume by the thin strip that covered Supergirl’s nether\nregions and kissed the fabric where it would narrowly cover the heroine’s\nvagina, eyeing Supergirl as she did so. “Unfortunately girl you won’t be wearing\nit anymore,” said Isaura as she laid the costume on her desk.
\nThe man who had escorted Linda Danvers to Isaura’s office then suddenly\nreappeared. Emmanuelle was going to give him an earful for not knocking but her\nrage subsided as she watched him gazing at the naked heroine, gaining an instant\nerection.
\nSupergirl humiliation increased as she watched the man look her over, drooling\nat her fit, firm body. Her perfectly shaped tear dropped breasts, which were the\nperfect size for her athletic figure, caused the man’s jaw to drop. She could do\nnothing as he eyed her deliciously perfect pussy and narrow strip of blonde\npubic hair. “That’s, that’s Supergirl!” stammered the man as his fully opened\neyes showed his lust for the young heroine.
\n“Yes, that’s the great heroine herself Filipe. But tell me who do you think is\nmore desirable her or me?” asked Emmanuelle. Filipe was reluctant to cast his\neyes away from the Maid of Might but he was rewarded by another stunning sight\nas his boss stood equally naked having removed her attire. The man was unsure\nhow to answer and looked back and forwards between both girls trying to make up\nhis mind. Both females were fit and tight possessing equally sized teardrop\nbreasts for their perfect bodies. The girl’s had equally ravaging athletic\nfigures with shapely, long legs, narrow hips and slender waists. Emmanuelle had\nlonger blonde hair, which flowed to her waist unlike Supergirl’s that stopped at\nher shoulder blades but both had gorgeous vaginas with narrow strips of blonde\nhair.
\n“I can’t really say Miss Isaura, I mean your both fabulous but since she’s\nSupergirl I would have to say her.”
\n“What?! You little traitor, you’re lucky I don’t snap your neck right now you\ninsubordinate worm,” roared Emmanuelle as she used her mental abilities to lift\nthe man off the ground and strangle him. After a good ten seconds the Brazilian\nbombshell released her employee, who dropped down onto all fours panting for\nbreath. “Get out of my sight and evacuate this floor but not before you call\nAnke to let her know I’m bringing her a little surprise.”
\n“Yes…huh…huh…Miss Isaura…huh…I’ll call #3…huh…right away and evacuate the\nfloor.”
\n“Good, and make sure my plane is ready to leave,” added Isaura as the man\nscurried from the room. Emmanuelle then went through the rest of Supergirl’s\npurse taking hold of various items of interest before going behind her desk to\nmake sure that the hidden cameras were still on. “Well Supergirl lets start of\nsimple, how did you know I was in the Imperium?”
\n“I saw your tattoo on the TV,” replied a still struggling Supergirl to the\napproaching Brazilian.
\n“You know sexy, I hold your career in my hands. I can shatter you and everyone\nyou love, exposing your most inner secrets to the world.”
\n“You just wait until I get free Emmanuelle then we’ll see who shatters who.”
\n“Oh really! I wonder what the press and your vast enemies would do if I exposed\nyour secret identity? If I told the world that Supergirl is a student at NYU\nnamed Linda Danvers?” As Isaura asked theses questions she was going through\nLinda Danvers’ various forms of identifications that she had removed from the\nheroine’s purse. “Well Supergirl do you deny that you are Linda Danvers?”
\n“Go to hell Emmanuelle, I’m not telling you anything” defiantly said Supergirl,\nher hatred of Isaura burning through her eyes. The Girl of Steel suddenly felt\nher arms and legs being pulled away from her body.
\n“Wrong answer bitch!” screamed Isaura as she increased her pull on the Maid of\nMight’s limbs with her mental abilities, which possessed a force of strength far\nbeyond Supergirl’s phenomenal might.
\n“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”\npainfully hollered Supergirl as her arms and legs were being yanked from their\njoints despite her best efforts to fight the pulling.
\n“I ask you again Supergirl, is your secret identity that of NYU student Linda\nDanvers?”
\n“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” The young heroine’s eyes\nwere filling with tears as she began to cry from Isaura’s brutal assault, which\nwas being intensified with each passing second. “RRRRRRRAAAAAAOOOOOOOO…I can’t…I\ncan’t take any more please Emmanuelle stop…AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
\n“Answer the question Supergirl!”
\nThe heroine’s body was convulsing, as her limbs were seconds from being\ndisjointed. The tortured girl was screaming violently in pain, pleading for\nmercy in between screams of agony. Saliva was flying from Supergirl’s widely\nopened and hollering mouth covering her face. “Yes…Yes…AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH…stop\nthis…AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH…please…the AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH…answer is yes!”
\n“Yes what Supergirl?”
\n“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…yes I’m Lind Danvers!”
\nEmmanuelle didn’t lessen up on her brutal yanking of the crying heroine’s limbs\nbut she pulled no harder, taking a moment to relish the fact that she was\nbreaking the great Girl of Steel. “There are various pictures of you with some\nguy in your purse Supergirl is he your boyfriend?”
\nSweat was now pouring from Supergirl’s naked body, running down her face,\narmpits and forming under and between her breasts, as well as around her nether\nregions. The girl’s blonde hair was sticking to her face and neck as the sweat\njoined the tears and saliva on her cheeks. Supergirl was unable to control her\ncrying and she continued to scream in agony from the torture.
\n“I asked you a question Supergirl! Is he your boyfriend?” demanded Isaura once\nagain resuming her tearing off of the Maid of Might’s arms and legs.
\n“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!\nYes…yes…AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…he is! Please stop\nthis…AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH…no more Emmanuelle no more…AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH…I\nbeg you!”
\n“What’s his name?”
\n“No…I won’t tell you!”
\nIsaura was tired of fooling around she gave Supergirl’s arms a violent mental\ntug dislocating them, causing circular rings of bruising do appear around her\nshoulders where the joints were no longer connected.
\n“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO…UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”\nDevastating pain ravaged Supergirl’s body, bringing more excruciating screams\nand a fresh set of tears.
\n“Stop your pathetic screaming Supergirl and tell me his name!” demanded\nEmmanuelle as she dislocated Supergirl’s legs, leaving them helpless like the\ngirl’s arms. A ring of bruising like on her arms also formed around Supergirl’s\nlegs where they were no longer connected to her hips.
\n“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!\nRichard…AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…his name is\nRichard…AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
\nSupergirl was till kept inches off of the ground by Isaura but no longer were\nher limbs being pulled on. Instead they just painfully dangled towards the\nground. The pain was overwhelming causing whimpers of pain and saliva to pour\nfrom the girl’s crying mouth. The once proud heroine’s head was hanging down and\nher closed eyes continued to produce countless tears. Sweat ran all over her\nnaked body, as her magnificent chest heaved violently.
\n“Well that wasn’t that hard was it sexy? You really should open your eyes and\nsee what you’ve become, the great Supergirl naked and helpless whimpering for\nmercy and crying in pain. Look at yourself, drool coming from your mouth, mucus\nseeping from your nose and sweat soaking your perfect body.”
\n“Please don’t hurt Richard!” begged the shattered heroine.
\n“Oh he’s as good as dead girl, so are all those Linda Danvers calls friends.”
\n“NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Please Emmanuelle I beg you don’t hurt him,”\npathetically whimpered the Maid of Might.
\n“Wow what have you done to Supergirl?” asked Felipe who once again had entered\nthe office without knocking.
\nThis time Emmanuelle wasn’t upset by this, instead she took pride in her work\nand was only more than pleased to show off how she had humbled the sup possibly\nundefeatable Maid of Might. “All I’ve done my dear Felipe is put her in her\nplace,” responded Isaura as she took hold of Supergirl’s chin, forcing the tamed\nheroine to look her in the eyes. “Now, why are you still here Felipe?”
\n“I did as you said Miss Isaura, the floor has been cleared and #3 is expecting\nyou. Your private jet has also been readied and a helicopter is waiting on the\nroof to take you to it.”
\n“You didn’t tell Anke about Supergirl did you?” asked Isaura still holding the\nheroine’s chin and looking her in her pain filled, teary eyes.
\n“No Miss, all I told #3 was that you had a surprise for her.”
\n“Well done Felipe, now leave us and take the rest of the day off.”
\nAs the man left the Brazilian lowered Supergirl’s face by the chin, so that she\ncould give the hurt girl a long commanding kiss. “Now back to business.”
\nSupergirl’s head snapped back and she let out a horrendous scream as her limbs\nwere suddenly snapped back in to place one at a time. The pain caused her to\nrenew her tears and pleas for mercy between her wailing. Her limbs at the newly\nreconnected joints throbbed with pain, which was only increased by Isaura\nplacing her back into a spread eagle position.
\nThe Girl of Steel’s crying screams suddenly ceased as she was gripped with\nterror as she felt her breasts begin to be pulled forward by Emmanuelle’s\ntelekinetic might. “Oh Rao no, please don’t Emmanuelle…please don’t do this!”
\n“Whose your master girl?”
\n“You are...you are!”
\n“And whose bitch are you?”
\nSupergirl couldn’t believe what she was saying, “I’m your bitch.” There was no\ndoubt that Isaura had broken her, as hard as it was for her to except she knew\nit to be true. As powerful as she was and as incredible as it seemed she could\nnot overcome Emmanuelle’s mental hold. The Maid of Might desperately needed to\nbreak free and finally through all the pain she came up with an idea. “I’m your\nbitch Emmanuelle, yours and your alone. I can’t fight it anymore I want you…need\nyou to take me.”
\n“What did you say?” asked Emmanuelle, who was so stunned by the invitation that\nshe released her hold on Supergirl’s breasts.
\n“I’ve wanted you since I first saw you. Your body makes me hot, it’s so perfect,\nso hard, it makes me tingle all over with desire.”
\n“I thought you said you weren’t that kind of girl?” responded the Brazilian who\nlowered Supergirl’s feet to the ground so she could stand eye level with\nSupergirl and have their breast touching and lips only inches apart.
\n“I just wasn’t ready, I’ve never felt this way about another girl before. I\nguess I wasn’t sure how to react and played hard to get. But I want you\nEmmanuelle, no one has ever showed me up before and the way you’ve subdued and\ndominated me has convinced me more than ever that you’re the girl for me.”
\nEmmanuelle was completely enticed by Supergirl’s come on, placing her hands on\nthe heroines hips bring their bodies close and rubbing against each others. This\ntime when Isaura kissed Supergirl the action was reciprocated by the Girl of\nSteel who did her best to deliver the most pleasuring experience possible. “I\nknew you wanted me, how could you not; girl’s like us belong together.”
\nThe Maid of Might responded with another pleasuring kiss. “I would do anything\nfor you Emmanuelle; I would give up my costume, my life as Supergirl just to\nhave you.” Supergirl could tell that her strategy was working; Isaura’s\nrestraining hold on her was fading but not enough yet to chance an attack.
\nIsaura completely repulsed Supergirl but even when the Brazilian’s right hand\ntook hold of her pussy and her left gripped her right tit Supergirl continued to\npretend to be excited. “OOHHHHH!” gasped Supergirl, as Emmanuelle suddenly\nparted her vaginal lips no longer content with just stoking her cunt. At this\npoint the young heroine could pretend no longer she wasn’t going to let herself\nbe violated by this girl, the game was finished and Supergirl let loose a psi\nblast.
\nEmmanuelle had completely lost her focus in the delight of Supergirl’s body; her\nmental shield that had previously blocked Supergirl’s earlier psi attack had\nfallen. At point blank range the heroine’s attack struck Isaura in the face\nsending her flying backwards, crashing through her desk destroying the computer\non it, before striking the back wall.
\nSupergirl immediately after landing her attack was released, dropping down onto\nher hands and knees, letting out a scream of pain from the jolt the landing gave\nher wounded joints. The naked, sweat drenched heroine was breathing heavily as\nshe struggled to keep focus and fight of the pain her limbs were causing her.\nShe hurried to get onto her knees but once she saw that Emmanuelle was out cold\nshe collapsed her ass onto her feet and took a deep breath of relief. As\npowerful as the Brazilian’s mental powers were, she was physically as tough as a\nregular human girl. The psi blast knocked her out on impact and left her slumped\nagainst the back wall chin on her collarbones and hair covering her face.
\nSupergirl slowly got onto her feet and made her way over to the unconscious\nBrazilian beauty, brushing her sweaty hair from her face and wiping the tears,\nmucus and saliva from it as well. It was painful for the Girl of Steel to walk\nand she let out small gasps of pain with each step, until finally she made it to\nEmmanuelle’s position.
\nThe Brazilian girl was out like a light and Supergirl didn’t think that she\nwould regain consciousness for several hours. Getting information about the\nImperium from Emmanuelle was out of the question at least for some time. The\nBrazilian’s computer wouldn’t be of much use either since it had been smashed.\nThe little sleaze Felipe was long gone by now leaving Supergirl without any\nleads to go on. Her only option seemed to be to get on the plane waiting for\nIsaura and go take on #3, this woman called Anke. The Girl of Steel fetched her\ncostume from on top of the destroyed desk, to her relief it remained in pristine\ncondition, and she went about slipping it on. The heroic blonde felt great to be\nback in her costume, Emmanuelle was right about the fabric feeling great against\nher pussy and tits.
\nSupergirl wasn’t sure what to do about Emmanuelle, the girl knew secrets about\nher that were too dangerous to ignore but she couldn’t take her to the\nauthorities without some kind of evidence. Hopefully thought Supergirl she could\nshut down the Imperium once and for all before Emmanuelle woke by getting on the\nwaiting plane. If #3 didn’t produce such a result Supergirl figured she could\ncome back and get the necessary information from Isaura, who she felt confident\nshe could beat again if she had to.
\nTo conceal her identity the Maid of Might grabbed one of Emmanuelle’s designer\ncoats, which only revealed her costume in the form of her red boots. The heroic\nblonde made sure to pick up her purse and Linda’s pieces of identification\nbefore leaving the office and getting on the elevator for the roof. A helicopter\nwas waiting just as Felipe had promised. Supergirl hid her face with her hair as\nmuch as possible as she quickly got in the back, only to happy to leave a\nbuilding full of unpleasant memories.
\nThe trip to the private airfield and waiting plane was a short one. The compound\nwas heavily guarded but no one troubled Supergirl who resembled Emmanuelle\nenough from a distance not to be bothered. The waiting plane was actually a\nblack jet that was definitely built for stealth and easily capable of super\nsonic flight. It resembled a Black Bird and caused the young heroine to question\nwhether the U.S. military and the Imperium had some kind of connection.\nRegardless Supergirl got on easily enough and was relieved to find the luxurious\ninterior all to herself. Less than a minute after she was on board the jet was\nairborne. A pilot on the speaker said, “It’s a pleasure to have you on board\nMiss Isaura, will be in Berlin in less than two hours.”
\nDamn this jet is fast thought the Girl of Steel, but not as fast as me. She then\ntook of the coat and laid it on a nearby chair along with her purse before\nsitting down on the tip of the king sized bed inside the jet. Then it suddenly\nhit Supergirl what Emmanuelle had done to her. It wasn’t just the fact that she\nhad been stripped and molested or that she had been overpowered by the Brazilian\nthat caused her to break down and cry. It was that Emmanuelle had broken her\nspirit, the one true thing that made Supergirl the world’s greatest hero. The\nyoung blonde’s hands covered her weeping face as she relived the memory of\ntelling Isaura her greatest secrets. What Isaura had done to her was worse than\nany possible beating it was a more personal conquest of her spirit, which up\ntill now had never been broken despite all the colossal battles she had fought.
\nThe pilot wasn’t joking when he said they would arrive in Berlin from Sao Paulo\nin less than two hours. After only an hour and fifty-five minutes in the air\nSupergirl found herself on German soil. The majority of the flight the Maid of\nMight had spent crying from the shame and humiliation she felt. By the time the\njet landed Supergirl had barely gotten herself together again, but she was now\ninfused with an intense desire to prove herself against #3 and erase her\ndisgrace. Before disembarking the Girl of Steel put Emmanuelle’s coat back on\nand gathered up her purse.
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