What has gone before..
Prometheus has escaped once more after his last capture, and while lying low happened to capture the young Worlds Finest pairing of Supergirl and Batgirl. He brainwashed them to be his slaves and has used their knowledge to capture Oracle. Oracle meanwhile had sent out 2 teams to find the missing heroines. both teams, consisting of Huntress, Power Girl, Black Canary and Catwoman have also been captured and brainwashed.
Huntress was sold to the Joker, whom she fucked to death; she has taken his place at the head of his crime empire. Prometheus has corrupted the world computer networks and the big guns of the world are busy putting out fires globally, trusting Batman and his remaining allies (including Green Arrow) to find and neutralize Prometheus.
But their first attempts to find Prometheus have not been successful. They ran into the new Joker and found themselves tied up and raped by her. Spoiler was raped repeatedly by the gang-members. But the appearance of the new Joker gave Batman a lead he is now following up: Prometheus is on one of the Joker's properties somewhere near Gotham..
Cast: Prometheus, Batgirl (Cassandra Cain), Supergirl (Linda Danvers), Power Girl (Karen Starr), Black Canary (Dinah Lance), Catwoman (Selina Kyle), Oracle (Barbara Gordon), Huntress (Helena Bertinelli) - Joker II, Nightwing (Dick Grayson), Robin (Jason Todd), Batman (Bruce Wayne), Superman (Clark Kent), Green Arrow (Oliver Queen), Spoiler (Stephanie)
Chapter 18
Prometheus whistled while he walked as he left the shower, a towel around his waist, and blew a kiss to his girls on the bed.
"See you later, girls. I'm just off to introduce Oracle to her new lifestyle!"
Supergirl smiled. "Can't we watch?" she asked.
Prometheus walked over to the bed and kissed her on the cheek. "Not today. Why don't you use this bottle of peroxide I've gotten rather: it seems a shame to have to use that wig every time you want to be a Supergirl; I'm sure between the two of you a new colour and a new style can be found." He indicated a bottle of peroxide hair bleach on the bedside counter.
"That would be cool. I'm getting sick of the wig anyway!"
"OK, girls, see you later." And Prometheus turned and left.
He headed first to the study, and checked on which of his cameras had been activated through the night. plenty of action at his bar, he thought, and checked the footage. These cameras were motion-sensitive and so had not been running the whole night, but they had for most of it. He fast-forwarded through most of the footage, occasionally rewinding and playing at normal speed a portion of film which he enjoyed. He left the study in a very good mood indeed. He looked towards the compound perimeter and was pleased to see Catwoman and Power Girl were patrolling. They were dressed now in camouflaged shorts and short-sleeved shirts, and wore security guard boots. Power Girl was unarmed, but Catwoman had her whip strapped to her black belt. They passed the occasional comment as they patrolled, but remained vigilant for anything unusual.
Prometheus walked back to the house and entered Oracle's bedroom.
"Good Morning, Barbara Gordon." He said, smiling as he walked towards her bed. She looked at him venomously.
She was wearing only an oversized T-Shirt and panties, but she had put on her glasses that Prometheus had left for her on the side table.
"Drop dead, Prometheus."
"Hmmm, if your wishes came true, I'm sure that I would. Unfortunately you are a paraplegic trapped in a bed by your own immobility while I have been able to accomplish all of this."
He switched on the television and changed channels, showing Oracle Black Canary lying on a bed, unconscious. He changed channels to show Supergirl and Batgirl, currently Batgirl was lying with her legs over the edge of the bed while Supergirl ate her pussy. Oracle gasped. He changed channels again to show Power Girl and Catwoman on patrol.
Finally he changed channels to show some of the highlights of what happened to Batman and his team the previous evening. He paused the footage on the Joker's face.
"I think Helena was such a waste as a heroine, don't you. This new role seems to suit her much more."
He continued the film to show the Joker raping Batman. He switched cameras to show some footage of Stephanie being raped.
"Shame, poor Spoiler seems to have gotten a bum deal from this one." He said, laughing.
Finally he switched off the television and turned to see Oracle's face: it was painted with rage while tear stains marked her cheeks.
"You bastard! But Joker made the mistake of not killing Batman. he'll be back! And he'll fucking skin you alive for what you've done!"
"What I've done?" He asked. "It wasn't me who kept such good records of every hero on the planet. It wasn't me who gave one of the Justice League's most feared villains the knowledge that Batman is Bruce Wayne or that Superman is Clark Kent. It wasn't me who gave me every protocol to access just about every computer in the world and it wasn't me who gave me the means to shut down every connected computer in the world. Finally it wasn't me who sent four underpowered heroines up against a man who had almost taken out the Justice League, ensuring their capture.
"And it isn't me just sitting there on that bed while that, that villain struts around boasting about his achievements. I think that the Batman is more likely to skin you alive. I think your days as the superhero data-central are over."
Tears were streaming down her face now. She was lying on her stomach, her elbows propping up her upper body as she looked at him through eyes full of tears. "What are you going to do to me? Kill me? Even if I can't work for the Batman again I'll never work for you. Just kill me now and get it over with."
The last words came out very quietly as her head dipped to point towards the bedding.
"An excellent idea." He said.
He bent over her and put his hands around her neck. Slowly he dragged her off the bed and held her in front of him, her feet just inches off the floor.
"With a choke you could die of suffocation, and with a quick jerk of my wrists you could get you neck broken. How do you want to die?"
Oracle had stopped her body from sobbing but she could not hide the tears streaming from her eyes down her cheeks. "Just get it over with. Please?" she begged for him to end her torment. He had beaten her. He had stopped everything she had sent at him and turned it against her. She did not want to raise her arms against him; such was the sense of defeat and humiliation that she felt.
Suddenly she felt his hands leave her neck. Her eyes opened in shock as she saw his fingers moving away from her.
She looked down and followed her legs to the floor. They were standing! She was standing! She stared down, hardly understanding what was happening. She looked back up at Prometheus who was watching her, smiling.
"You know, it's lucky you had that passive exercise machine otherwise your atrophied muscles wouldn't be able to hold you up right now!" he said.
Scarcely daring to believe it, she took a step forward, then another step. A huge grin broke out on her face and tears began to stream down her cheeks.
"I can't believe you did it!" she exclaimed. "You promised you would and you did it! God, Prometheus, I love you!"
She took another step forward and grabbed him around the neck, pulling him into a deep kiss. He placed his arms around her back and hugged her close.
The plan was simple, and it worked. Create a sub-routine in her programming that would only kick in when she was ready: when her mind was ready. He wanted her sharp from day one, and that held risks. The only way he could minimize those risks was to break her: by showing her what she had helped cause, and the effect of that on others (her former friends and new friends) she would be broken. And when a dream came true for her.
He had, of course, done a similar thing to Power Girl. With her magically augmented powers she too had to be broken. He was willing to let Catwoman wake from her daze though. she had a weak mind and would prove no threat while she got used to her new status.
But at the moment he was in danger of being smothered by her kisses. Her one hand was at the back of his head while her other hand was groping his backside through the towel. He broke the kiss for a second and moved his mouth up and down her neck. She groaned in appreciation and he moved his hands around to her naked thighs and grabbed them, pulling her up so that her legs were crossed around his waist. He walked with her like that back to the bed.
"I've been dying to walk for the last couple of years, Prometheus, and now that I can, all I want to do is lie down with you!" she declared.
He smiled and fell on top of her on the bed. Their kissing continued, only broken briefly when he hoisted the T-Shirt over her head. He kissed her again then moved his mouth down to her nipples. Gently he kissed and teased one while his fingers tweaked and stroked the other. She murmured with pleasure and gasped as he drew a deep breath and sucked hard on the nipple in his mouth.
Her hands meanwhile had ripped the towel away from around his waist and it was his turn to gasp as she dug her fingernails into his but and gripped. He recovered quickly and moved his one hand between her legs: there he was able to feel her wet pussy through the panties. He smiled and brought his fingers up to her mouth. She sucked them gleefully.
"See how wet I am for you." She gasped as she sucked playfully on his fingers.
His other hand meanwhile was easing her panties down around her legs. Her mouth released his fingers and he moved down. He pulled her panties off with both hands and dived into her pussy, eating hungrily and savouring the taste of her juices while his fingers entered her and moved slowly into and out of her sex.
"Gods, yes!" she gasped. "Fuck me, Prometheus. I haven't been fucked in years and I want you to fuck me!"
Prometheus didn't need a second invitation. He moved up and kissed her on the mouth while he raised his hips above hers and with a sharp thrust entered her.
"Uhhh!" she gasped in pleasure as she felt his hips slam into hers and his cock enter her depths. She raised her legs and moved them around his back, gripping tightly while his jackhammer thrusts continued.
In seconds she was cumming. "Aaaargh!" she gasped as the orgasm gripped her body. She hadn't had an orgasm from a man's cock in years and the release of her pent up frustration was earth shattering to her. Her eyes rolled up in her sockets as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure gripped her and she almost lost consciousness.
Prometheus gasped as he felt her legs squeeze in on his back while she clamped down hard on his cock. He pulled out with a struggle against the pressure from her legs and her internal muscles before thrusting hard in again.
"Gaaah!" she gasped as once again he thrust deep, amplifying her already mind-numbing orgasm. Her head went back and she thrust her chest out as her every muscle seemed to strain for a second.
Prometheus took advantage of the position to bite down hard on her nipple while he thrust once more into her. her grip on his penis was quite extraordinary and it was only because of the copiously flowing juices that he was able to pull out at all, he considered as she screamed once more in orgasmic pleasure.
Finally her orgasm started to subside and she was able to move again as thoughts were able to enter her brain. She grunted and groaned with each thrust while her hips pulled and pushed against his cock as it left and entered her.
Soon though she felt another orgasm building. Her gasps became louder until they were almost screams of pleasure. Her thrusting upwards became more haphazard as she sensed the impending orgasm. Prometheus sensed the change. he felt his passage eased as she released more juices into her love canal and thrust faster to accommodate the changed sensation. His mouth plunged back to her erect nipple while his thrusting stopped for a second.
"Uuuh!" she gasped as she felt his tongue caress her nipple. He quickly bit down on it and she gasped in sudden pain before screaming in pleasure as his thrusting returned. His grunting also grew in volume as his speed increased and he felt his cock starting to tense at the impending orgasm.
Finally he was slamming into her hard. The sensation of his hips colliding with hers sent Oracle over the edge and her intermittent gasp and groans came to an end as her mouth opened in a long silent scream as the waves of orgasmic pleasure claimed her again. Again her legs clamped tight around Prometheus's back, pulling him into her even faster as his own orgasm sent streams of cum flying into the Oracle.
Oracle felt his cock head explode inside her and gasped as her own orgasm intensified. She tried to scream out his name but no breath would leave her lungs as she felt his cock continue to pump his cum into her.
Stars began to appear in front of her eyes as her brain struggled to cope with the stimuli and as Prometheus gave one last thrust she gasped and passed out: her muscles suddenly relaxing and flattening against the bed while her legs fell limp from around his back.
Prometheus pulled out and looked down at his new sleeping beauty. Shit, that had been a good fuck!
He rolled off the unconscious former heroine and looked over to the door. He saw Batgirl and Supergirl standing there, naked and smiling. Linda now had blonde hair, and he noted that she had also bleached her eyebrows. He waved them both in with a smile and they entered quietly, walking up to him and giving him a deep kiss as they sat on either side of him on the bed. Batgirl kissed him deeply on the mouth while Supergirl went down on cock, taking it deep into her mouth. He groaned into Batgirl's kiss as he felt his cock harden and Linda's head move back so that her tongue could caress the end of his shaft.
Oracle started to come to, groaning in pleasure of the memory; he pulled out of his kiss with her and pointed towards Oracle. Cass smiled and nodded. She lay down next to Barbara and began to kiss her neck.
Prometheus pulled Supergirl's mouth off his cock and kissed her deeply. "Your hair looks beautiful." He said quietly into her ear as his hand massaged her clit. She gasped as she heard the compliment and felt more stimulation as his finger entered her, and he smiled as he felt her cum right there. He removed his fingers from her cunt and rubbed her own cum over her tits, before moving his mouth down to her nipples and sucking her juices from them.
Then he moved away. "I've got to sort out one more new guest, though. You three ladies get to know each other, and I'll be back soon."
Supergirl nodded and lay down between Oracle's legs, where she began lapping contentedly while Batgirl continued her oral assault on Oracle's mouth. Barbara was soon gasping in pleasure, and as he left the room and walked down the passage he heard Oracle screaming in orgasm once more.
Chapter 19
While Batman and his allies recovered from the night's events worldwide the other Superheroes were being kept extremely busy. Rioting and looting on the streets in America had been largely ended, and as the night faded into day the National Guard reestablished control of the streets in most major centers.
Metropolis had become a disaster area. A computer ran the city, and as it shut down power supplied were cut and everything came to a standstill. Flying cars found their internal computer systems shut down by the crash and plummeted from the sky, killing thousands. Superman and his allies tried their best, saving many thousands more but it was too much for them to handle it all.
In the most technologically advanced buildings the impact was heavier. Lex Luthor found himself locked in his own office for many hours while security tried their best to hammer the door down to free him. He had used the time to set up his laptop computer and try to key into the systems, including the backup system to try to get things back on line, but the virus had infected all sectors.
He swore as he recognized Prometheus' helmet before the computers had faded and cursed his bad choice of partners in the past.
"I should have killed the bastard when I had the chance!" he thought as he threw his now-infected laptop against a wall, shattering it.
Superman meanwhile was taking the shutdown badly.
"Dammit, Lois. Thousands have died thanks to this city's over-reliance on computers. Every flying car has crashed, every lift plummeted."
"What about the man who caused it?" asked Lois. She had been covering stories the whole night and was tired as hell.
"Batman's chasing him down, but the damage has been done. Now all we can do I mop up and hope that we can get the computers back online before the world's economy crashes."
Lois put her arms around him and gave him a hug as he stood at their apartment window looking over the city. Plumes of smoke still wandered up to the heavens from fires below, but the streets were now mainly deserted with the dawning of a new day. The devastation in Metropolis had been too great: too many people had been touched by it to want to loot. Other cities hadn't been so lucky. Around the globe rioters taken their opportunity. Spearheaded by anarchists and other radicals they controlled many city centers in the world.
"GL and Wonder Woman head up a team that is going from city to city, trying to retake control for the authorities, but it isn't going very quickly.," Said Superman. "Two nuclear weapons have been dropped - India and Pakistan are at war. J'onn and Flash are trying to put out that fire, but are having no success yet. Flash took the guns off every soldier in the field there and they continued attacking each other with rocks and sticks! J'onn's trying to calm their minds but the effort of trying to affect so many people is causing him to take strain.
"Arthur's been trying to help with his forces - Atlantis' computers aren't linked to the ground world, so they've been mostly unaffected but he's been kept busy rescuing oil tankers which are drifting worldwide and threatening ecological disaster. The Titans and Young Justice have gone to South America to try to quell the rioting there. But Asia and Africa are still in flames."
"Where are you going to go?" Lois asked. She was disturbed by the run down Clark had just given her. She knew he was trying to decide what to do but that he couldn't decide what.
"Europe. The streets of North America are relatively peaceful now. The sooner we get Europe under control the sooner GL, Diana and I can move onto other spots."
Lois pulled Clark's mouth to hers and gave him a deep kiss.
"Take care. I love you."
"You too," smiled Superman as he released her hand and flew out of the balcony.
Back with Prometheus.
He entered Canary's bedroom and snapped his fingers. She awoke with a start.
"Prometheus! You bastard, I'll kill you for what you've done to those girls." She was referring, of course, to Batgirl and Supergirl who had raped her the previous day.
Her hand went up to her throat where she felt a large plaster covering a wound. "And what have you done to me?" she asked.
She was naked under her sheet, she realized, but other than the wear and tear her cunt had taken at the hands of Linda's dildo, she didn't feel like she had been raped. Prometheus watched her closely and smiled. He was naked still, and Canary could smell the sweat of sex which clung to his body. Prometheus walked up to the bed, within striking range of Dinah.
"Don't you want to know what I've managed to accomplish, Dinah?" he asked.
"I do, but I could just as easily find out with you strapped into one of those tables with a dildo up your arse, you shit."
In a flash her hand came up and struck for his throat. Prometheus caught the fist, stopping it inches from his neck. She tried to pull her hand back but found his grip too strong. Her other fist flew towards his face: he ducked his head to the side as her hand flew past his ear then pulled on the fist he held, pulling her towards him. Off balance she lurched forward until she fell against his naked body. The bed sheet had fallen away and she felt her naked nipples brushing against his skin. He kissed her.
Her fist behind him had been swinging back to club his head; it stopped and Dinah found it, open palmed, on the back of his head pushing his mouth deeper into hers. The sheet fell away completely and she felt his large cock pushing into her belly. Her hand moved down and gave it a stroke as his mouth moved down her neck. She gasped in pleasure as she felt his tongue move further down, and as it kissed and caressed her nipple she fell back on the bed, pulling him down on top of her.
"Gnnnh!" she gasped as he twisted in his fall and entered her as his body fell on hers. He began pumping immediately and Dinah began to lose her senses as waves of pleasure washed through her. She pushed his shoulder, forcing him onto his back, momentarily leaving her cunt empty until she raised her leg over his torso and sat down on his cock. She closed her eyes in pleasure as she slowly sank over his cock, taking it all inside her. She leaned down over him and began thrusting down over his shaft.
Prometheus closed his eyes in pleasure as Dinah's expert touch moved up and down the length of his cock while her mouth closed in on his and began kissing him heatedly. He reached behind her and grabbed her buttocks hard, enjoying the feel of them as they raised and lowered over his hard penis. He could feel, sense her excitement building as she started to shudder as she raised and lowered herself on his shaft, and heard her sharp gasp as he nipped her nipple with his thumb and finger. She tried hard to hold back the orgasm that was bound to consume her: her teeth were gritted and her hands were gripped in fists were they rested on the bed beside his head. Her stroke up and down his shaft began to falter as the sensation began to overwhelm her and then, like a flood breaching a dam, it broke. Her downward thrust suddenly collapsed and she slid down the length of his cock as her mouth opened and she gasped loudly.
He pulled her face towards his and kissed her passionately while continuing to thrust upwards into her. Her orgasm continued and he felt her juices starting to flow down his cock to his balls while her internal muscles were locked in an eternal spasm around his shaft. Another hard thrust and he exploded inside her. It was his turn to gasp as he felt his sperm shoot deep into her and merge with her cum inside her.
Another thrust and he stopped. He sagged back onto the sheets and she collapsed on top of him. Slowly she raised her head and looked him in the eye.
"Thank you." She said.
"It was my pleasure." He replied, exhausted. He kissed her briefly again and she climbed off him.
"God, I've never been fucked that well, Prometheus."
"You weren't too bad yourself, Dinah." Prometheus replied as she rolled off him to lie with her eyes closed beside him. Her heavy breathing eased a little as she recovered from her orgasm.
They lay there for a few minutes more before Prometheus pulled himself upwards and sat on the edge of the bed.
"I've got a few things to organize. Come see me in the study when you've recovered. There are some leathers in the wardrobe for you to wear." He said as he stood up and walked to the shower.
"Sure, Prometheus." Dinah said weakly, closing her eyes while she recovered.
Prometheus had a quick shower and walked to the study. The clock on the mantelpiece struck two as he walked in. He checked it against the clock on the computer and grunted. Time was running out, and it was time for his grand experiment to reach its conclusion.
He opened a wall safe and pulled out a helmet. This one was slightly bigger than the ones he had used on the heroines: it was reserved for his use, and for one special purpose. He placed it over his head and pressed a button in the side. He sat back and tried to relax as the device whirred to life and began reading.
Dinah entered the study twenty minutes later. Prometheus looked a little haggard, and was hunched over a desk writing a letter. As she walked up to him he was signing his name. He folded the letter, placed it in an envelope and placed the envelope on a box. He stuck it in place there with tape and turned to face Dinah.
She was wearing the leathers he had bought for her: black leather pants ending in black boots with slightly raised heels. The top was a black leather vest which covered her torso but left her arms and shoulders bare.
"You have excellent taste in clothes, Prometheus." She said.
"Thanks, Canary, but I could buy you an old sack and you'd still look good in it! Here's the package."
She took the box from him with the letter affixed and placed it in a backpack. He opened a drawer on his desk and handed her ten thousand dollars.
"You know where you have to go and what you have to do."
She nodded her head. She did. The knowledge sat in her head like a neon sign; she knew that this was the most important thing that she would have to do, ever.
"Thank you, Dinah. I trust you with this." She nodded, tears in her eyes. He cupped her chin and kissed her deeply.
"Will I see you again?" she asked.
Prometheus nodded. "Yes, you will, but only if you deliver this safely."
She bit her lip and wiped the tear that was rolling down her cheek. She hugged him one more time.
"I love you, Prometheus."
"I know," he replied. "But time grows short. Deliver this safely. Please." He said and walked her to the door.
She nodded while she walked and carried on walking towards the garage while he stood in the study door, watching her go. She did not look back as she entered the garage. Instead she climbed onto the large black motorbike standing there, waiting for her. She put on the helmet and started the engine, and slowly rolled forward as the door opened automatically for her.
She opened the throttle and sped away down the road.
Chapter 20
Prometheus stood in the doorway as he heard the bike's engine disappear into the distance. A chime from the clock brought him back to his senses. Two-thirty.
He strode back to the house and snapped his fingers as he entered Oracle's bedroom. The girls were dozing in each other's arms but came instantly awake at the sound of him.
"Ladies, the scheme is reaching a crescendo. The path ahead is well set and our actions must happen carefully now, and according to plan. Get dressed and meet me down by the plant hangar, at the bottom of the garden."
They nodded their assent as he turned and left the room. He had been in the hanger for two minutes when the girls crowded in through the doorway.
Supergirl was wearing her costume: with her hair blonde she now looked the part without a wig, thought Prometheus. Batgirl too, wore her costume minus the facemask. Oracle was wearing a cut-off T-shirt similar (only a size or two bigger) to the one Batgirl wore occasionally, blue jeans and trainers.
They gasped at what they saw: a small jet fighter sat on the floor, pointing towards the driveway leading to the road. Oracle realized that with the driveway, and the road after that there was a long runway with which to take off from.
After an indication from Prometheus Supergirl opened the doors wide while Oracle checked around the airplane. She realized that she knew this plane: what to look out for in pre-flight checks and how to fly it.
"Prometheus, why do I know how to fly this plane?" she asked.
"Because you are going to fly it, dear. And you already know exactly where to fly it to. I will meet you there."
All three girls were shocked at this. They rushed up to him and all struggled to get their arms around him.
He kissed each girl in turn on the head, and then kissed them again on the lips.
"Girls, you are going now. I will meet you there: you will know me when you see me. I hope it will be in a day or two, but it might be three or four. In the meantime there will be a nice house there for you to make our home in."
He kissed each of them again. "You will know what to do when you get there." He said.
"Oh, one thing. Just to give me something to remember you by for the next two days, could you.."
He showed them what he wanted them to do. The lined up outside and held up a sign around their waist. At Prometheus' sign they all flashed their tits and he took a photograph.
That done they headed back for the plane. Morosely they sat down: Oracle in the front with Batgirl on Supergirl's lap in the back. They watched him while the engine warmed up, and waved as the plane taxied out of the hanger onto the runway.
Oracle opened the throttle of the plane sending a heated plume of fire from the jet's engines, forcing the plane to roar down the driveway, onto the road and then up, up and away. Prometheus turned to walk back to the house only to be deafened as the jet roared overhead once more directly over the house and where he stood. He waved as it vanished over the trees towards the Atlantic Ocean.
Epilogue to Part Seven
Prometheus waked back to the study. So far so good: he checked on the one spy-cam he had watching the Joker's hideout. The batmobile was parked outside and Batman and his troop were leaving the building. He picked up the radio.
"Power Girl, Catwoman. To the study please." He said.
He then opened a wardrobe there and started to get dressed into his uniform. A look at the clock showed the time now at three fifty-nine. He turned to watch his array of spy-cams: as the clock struck four a change swept over Gotham. The traffic lights started to come on again. He saw lights suddenly start blinking on in flats as people realized that their power had returned and were testing their switches.
He heard his own emergency generator stop roaring as it detected power coming through the grid again, and his television blinked to life to show a test pattern.
He heard a noise in the doorway and turned to face his troops..
Concluded in Part Eight!!!