Supergirl and Wonder Woman - Apokolips Now 3
Supergirl and Wonder Woman - Apokolips Now
Supergirl and Wonder Woman roam the slums of Armaghetto seeking a way home! As hope runs out what will they do to escape?
Marcus Lycus
June 2013
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Chapter 3 - Paying their Way
"But there must be some way off of this world!" Wonder Woman demanded of the merchant. "We've been looking for weeks and everyone said you would know!"
"Sorry Pretty-Pretty, ain't no way out. You think I like Armaghetto? You think he like Armaghetto? You think they like Armaghetto? You think we here if there a way out? Ain't no way out." The merchant laughed. He was an almost skeletally thin man known as Honest Hooligan. His shop was just as miserable and dilapidated as the rest of Armaghetto but he was dressed in more colorful robes than the typical slum dweller.
"But we paid you-"
"You pay for information, for answer. You say - Is there way out? I tell you if there a way out. Ain't no way out. Deal done, g'bye."
"You damned cheat!" Supergirl's eyes burned red and papers on Hooligan's desk started to smolder.
"You calling Honest Hooligan a liar?"
"Damn you!"
"Kara no!" Wonder Woman shouted as Supergirl leapt across the table to attack the merchant. Kara managed to get her hands on Hooligan's robe and lift him. Wonder Woman ran to stop her but was grabbed from behind by one of the merchant's bodyguards. She made the mistake of resisting and was wrestled to the ground. The bodyguard slammed her head against the stone floor a few times until she stopped moving.
"Give us back our money!" Supergirl yelled, but the merchant kicked her in the stomach. The Maid of Might doubled over and dropped him. He knocked her off her feet with a vicious backhanded slap and the Maid of Might hit the wall. He laced his fingers together and landed a powerful two-handed blow on her shoulder, she sank to her knees and he kicked her in the head for good measure.
"Throw these two out. No one calls Honest Hooligan a liar."
Then things went black.
Supergirl awoke in an alleyway feeling someone rifling through her cloak, she opened her eyes and stared back as a young girl, who was probably about 12 but whose lifetime ofmalnourishment and mistreatment made her look much older.
"Get off of me!" Supergirl shoved her and the slender girl went flying into the far wall. "Get!" She ran after the girl throwing stones and trash at her until burning waves of pain let her know she had strayed too far from Diana. She staggered to her knees and crawled back across the stones and broken glass until the pain stopped.
Wonder Woman has been dumped a bit farther down the alleyway and was already stirring thanks to the pain from her collar.
Once she had her breath back Supergirl checked the pouch with their few remaining coins and found it was still safely tucked in her underwear. She'd learned early on not to risk putting it anywhere else.
By then the Amazon staggered over to her.
"Great Hera… I feel like I went 10 rounds with a cyclops."
"Nope, just one round with Hooligan's bodyguard."
"Ouch, well I won't try that again anytime soon. Looks like you didn't do much better."
Supergirl nodded. "He looked like a scrawny little guy, I thought I could take him."
Wonder Woman doubted that Supergirl had bothered giving it any thought at all but didn't voice to her doubts. "Kara, we can't afford to forget how strong everyone is here."
"And how weak we are… It must be these damned collars." For the thousandth time Kara tugged at the iron band around her neck, as if maybe this time it would come loose.
"It's more than that, with the perpetual eclipse you haven't seen the sun in weeks and as for me… I can't feel the gods."
"Huh?"
"I'm Olympus' champion, I can always feel the gods watching me, judging me, sometimes helping, sometimes hindering, but I could feel them anywhere I went on Earth, even in space. But not here. It's like this whole world is off limits to anything light or good."
"All the more reason to find a way off this rock." Supergirl pulled out the purse and dumped the few remaining metal coins in her hand. They were all sorts of irregular shapes but all had the grim face of Darkseid.
"How much do we have left after selling my tiara?" Wonder Woman asked, brushing her hair back with her hand as if looking for her lost treasure.
"Um, not much. Maybe enough for a room and some food. If only that Hooligan guy hadn't tried to cheat us…"
"I wouldn't call him a cheat again. At least not until we're out of this neighborhood."
"Good point. But it doesn't change the fact we're broke."
"Maybe we shouldn't have traded my golden emblem for a flea-ridden bed and rat-eaten food?"
"Are you still harping on that? I didn't know OK? I didn't know we'd be here so long… I figured Kal would show up the next day and everything would be fine, or my powers would come back and I'd just fly us out or… I didn't know!" She sobbed.
Wonder Woman bit her lip. She shouldn't have brought it up. She knew Supergirl was near her limit, swinging from rage to depression at the drop of a hat. She put her arm around the younger girl. "Ssh, it's OK, I was just… I mean I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought it up."
"It's all my fault… I mean I was sure this Honest Hooligan guy could get us home instead he just took our money and now… Oh Diana what are we going to do?"
"I… I don't know."
"What about your bracelets? I'm sure we could sell them for-"
"Well first of all these 'bracelets' are symbols all Amazons wear of how we were once subjugated by men-"
"Yeah, yeah, I know."
"Second of all they are made from pure Feminum, a very rare, almost indestructible metal found only on Paradise Island."
"Yeah, yeah, that makes them more valuable right?"
"And finally…" Diana raised one arm and pulled, the bracelet didn't budge. "They don't come off. Like I said, symbols of subjugation."
"Oh… but then what are we going to do for money? We don't have any money! We don't have anything to sell! I already sold my cape! Where will we stay? What will we eat? Wait, I've got an idea, you know that shop we passed a few streets back, the guy there looks kind of scrawny, we can sneak in the back and grab him then make him tell us where he keeps his money-"
Wonder Woman looked askew at Supergirl, was she really suggesting they become thieves?
But Supergirl's rant was cut off as someone tugged on her ragged cloak.
"Girly girl? You Earth girly girls? Superb Girl? Wonderful Girl?"
"What's it to you!" Supergirl said, spinning to face the interloper and balling her hands into fists. She found herself face-to-scalp with a small hunchbacked dwarf who looked up at her with squinting eyes.
"Me master, Merciful Mammon, he help you. You come yes?"
Wonder Woman looked at Supergirl. Supergirl looked back at Wonder Woman.
"It could be a trap. No one else here seems too eager to help us." Diana ventured.
"Yeah, but it's not like we have any other leads." Kara replied.
The dwarf tugged on her cloak again. "You come now."
"Besides with a name like Merciful Mammon what could go wrong?"
"Didn't you say the same thing about Honest Hooligan? And wasn't the first person we met named Granny Goodness?"
"Well yeah… but hey, third time's the charm! Our luck is bound to turn around right?"
Wonder Woman shrugged, she certainly didn't have any better ideas.
The dwarf led them through deserted streets and ruined buildings. At one point they had to detour as a patrol of Parademons searched a neighborhood pulling Hunger Dogs out of their homes and loading some into cages on the back of trucks. One old woman resisted as her young daughter was taken from her arms but the Parademon struck her down with a cruel blow and tossed the little girl into a cage. Supergirl could see Wonder Woman tense up but managed to pull her away from the scene of injustice before she started a fight they would certainly lose.
"Wow for a minute there I thought you were going to rush them." She finally whispered.
"I was…" Diana said through grit teeth.
"Well then we'd both be prisoners, or dead, and nothing would change."
"We still have to stand up for what is right."
"Diana, I swear as soon as we get back I'm going to round up everyone I can, Justice League, Teen Titans, Global Guardians, the whole damn Green Lantern Corps and we're going to come back and we're going to clean this place up. But first we have to get back, and that means staying alive OK? OK?"
Wonder Woman turned away without another word but let the matter drop.
Eventually they climbed down a ladder into a tunnel, past several steel doors and hulking guards and were led into a palatial chamber decorated with cushions, tapestries and plates of food. A large man in a turban and ballooning pants stood guard with a scimitar. In the center lay a fat pig of a man lying back on silk pillows as an attractive woman dressed only in wisps of translucent cloth fed him grapes. The whole scene could have come from 1001 Arabian Nights, if it wasn't in a chamber somewhere under Armaghetto.
"He master! He Merciful Mammon!" The dwarf explained as he backed out of the room.
"Please remove your hoods." He asked.
Wonder Woman and Supergirl hesitated but complied, pulling off the rags over their mouths and then the hoods over their heads. Wonder Woman shook out her curly dark mane and Supergirl her long blond hair. It was the first time they'd shown their uncovered faces in days, if not weeks.
"Greetings my dears, you must be Supergirl, last daughter of doomed Krypton. And you no doubt are Wonder Woman, Princess of the Amazons and champion of the Olympians. You are even more lovely than I had heard. I understand you both seek a path to return to Earth."
"Yes!" Supergirl squealed. "Can you help us we'll do any-"
"You know a lot about us Merciful Mammon, care to share a bit about yourself?" Wonder Woman said cutting off her friend.
"A shrewd bargainer I see." Mammon made a dismissive gesture and the harem girl slipped away out a back door leaving the two alone with Mammon and his guard. "Mammon respects that."
He waddled around the two sniffing the air with his fat nose. He stopped at Supergirl and ducked down sniffing near her panties, then he rose. "But I know you don't have much to bargain with."
"She has those bracelets, they're real rare." Supergirl suggested but Mammon ignored her. He now he was standing behind Wonder Woman, again he stooped and sniffed around her crotch. He smiled.
"But perhaps we can come to some… arrangement."
He reached into his belt and took out a rolled parchment.
"I have here a map. A map to the workshop of a man named Himon, the maker. He can help you, he can use a Mother Box that will bring you home. He-"
Mammon paused as Supergirl jumped to grab it from him. He effortlessly pivoted out of the way, moving faster than his bulk would indicate, while his guard quickly grabbed the struggling blonde and lifted her off of her feet.
"Diana do some-mmph!" Supergirl was effectively gagged as the guard jammed his own fist into her mouth.
"Now then Wonder Woman, or do you prefer Diana?"
"Wonder Woman will do."
"Well then Wonder Woman so long as there no more interruptions, let us discuss our… arrangement."
"I need proof. I need proof Himon can get us back and proof this map will lead us to him."
"Done and done." Merciful Mammon walked to the bowl of grapes, plucked one and offered it to Wonder Woman, she looked at it, it was green and juicy, she popped it in her mouth and almost swooned. After weeks of living on the slops of Armaghetto the taste of it almost overwhelmed her.
"Earth grapes. Such a delicious fruit could not grow in the darkness of Apokolips. Much like yourself." He ran his fingers through Wonder Woman's long raven locks. "Now then let us discuss… payment."
Diana decided to play it coy. "As Supergirl said we have a little money but I can offer my bracelets if you can find a way to remove them."
"I have no need of more baubles." Mammon said gesturing extravagantly to his richly appointed chambers. "But there is one treasure you have, a treasure you can only surrender once. A truly unique… treasure. Will you… give it to me?"
Supergirl bit down hard on the guard's hand while burning his wrist with the meager remnants of her heat vision. Together they were enough to make him let go in pain.
"Diana! Don't do it, he wants to fu-mmph!" The guard recovered and gagged her again, this time with a piece of cloth from his sash.
"Thank you Titanic Turk." The guard grunted in reply. "Now then, where were we?"
Wonder Woman swallowed, breaking her composure for just a second. Then she met his shining green eyes with her bright blue ones. "The map. Your guarantee it leads to Himon and Himon can get us home."
"In exchange for…"
Wonder Woman swallowed again. Growing up she'd never thought about it, as the Queen's daughter and the only girl on Paradise Island Diana had been carefully sheltered from the other Amazon's relationships. But since entering the Man's World and being bombarded at all times with rumors and expectations that she be everything from a virgin, to a dyke, to a dominatrix. Plus she was surrounded for the first time in her life by men, and not just men but the most amazing men, from the heroic Steve Trevor, to the dark and brooding Batman, to the godlike might of Superman. Diana was an Amazon Princess but she was only human.
She'd thought hundreds of times how and when she might give up her maidenhead. She imagined romantic evenings with Steve. Post-battle passion with Batman. And world-shaking god-like sex with Superman. She'd even fanaticized about just getting blind drunk and experimenting with Black Canary.
But she'd never once imagined selling herself in a dark chamber under Apokolips to a man she'd just met.
Or Supergirl looking on.
Noticing her glance, Mammon gestured to Titanic Turk and dragged Supergirl out the doorway.
"No! Wait! Our collars-AH!" Wonder Woman doubled over from the pain and fell to her knees. Supergirl shrieked through her gag until Turk dragged her back in the room. Even then the two heroines needed a few moments to recover. Mammon knelt next to the humbled Amazon.
"My apologies Princess, it appears my information was incomplete. I assure you I meant no harm, I merely wished to protect your dignity before your friend."
"No-no, it's OK… it's OK… I just… need a minute."
While Supergirl was twitching and panting for air Titanic Turk found a thick leather blindfold and applied it over her eyes giving Wonder Woman a bit of privacy. While he did that Wonder Woman manage to climb back onto her rubbery legs.
"Now where were we? Yes I offered the map and my guarantee in exchange for…"
"In exchange for my, my virginity."
"Given willingly?"
"Given willingly." Diana replied with a confidence she did not feel.
"Given eagerly?"
"Given willingly." She declared flatly.
"Then that will have to do." Mammon said with an oily smile. "Remove your cloak please my dear."
Wonder Woman undid the crude ties that kept the filthy ragged cloak on her and let it drop to the floor. It was a relief to be free of the coarse and dirty garment. Beneath it she still wore the remnants of her costume. Cut off from the magic that sustained it and kept it pristine and beautiful Wonder Woman's costume was looking tattered and worn. Her red bustier was torn across the top where her once proud emblem had been rudely torn off and pawned for a night's lodging. Now it barely reached above her brown areolas and it seemed a deep breath would send her precious breasts flying free.
Below her top was a thin line of skin between the red top and her star-spangled panties. She'd sold her golden belt as well for a small bag of coins and a flask of clean water.
The panties were dirty and the once shining-stars were dull and grey. Even her red and white boots sagged halfway down her calves.
But Wonder Woman's beauty shined through. Her lips were still ruby red, her skin a healthy tan, her full breasts rose and fell under her ragged top. Aphrodite's gift of beauty had remained even as her other divine gifts had been stripped from her. Merciful Mammon and Titanic Turk stared open mouthed.
"Diana, you are truly… a wonder."
"Thanks" She said with an awkward giggle. "I get that a lot."
Mammon was circling her, eyeing her from all angles and sniffing the air around her. Once again Wonder Woman realized she'd never dreamed it would be like this.
"Your top, remove it please." Mammon said.
Wonder Woman swallowed, she'd known this was coming but still, now that the moment was here she felt an icy stab of fear in the pit of her stomach. Mammon saw her hesitation and stepped up behind her.
"Please Wonderful Diana, allow me." His fat fingers found the lacing in and quickly undid them, he gently lowered the ragged bustier to the floor. Wonder Woman's hand instinctively went up to cover her proud breasts. She shivered and not from the cold.
"S-sorry, I've fought demons and not felt this nervous." She stammered, apologizing to the man who was about to claim her maidenhead.
"Have no fear Wonderful Diana, Merciful Mammon is the very heart of tenderness."
He stepped back to better admire her. "Now then, the panties please."
Wonder Woman shivered and did not move.
"If you prefer that I-"
"No, no, I'll do it, I just, I just need a second."
Still facing away from him, she hesitantly lowered her arms to the waistband of her blue and silver panties. She took a deep breath, hooked her fingers into them and slowly pulled them down. She wiggled her hips to get the panties free, unknowingly giving Mammon a fantastic show as they descended down her shapely ass and strong legs. Finally she stepped out of them and, wearing only her boots, bracelets and iron collar, bashfully turned towards Mammon, one strong arm across her breasts, the other guarding her loins.
It was the first time a man had ever looked upon her unclothed body.
Mammon hugged her tenderly, she felt his silk robes against her bare flesh, after weeks of wearing a filthy ragged cloak it felt good. He kissed her neck and Wonder Woman sighed. Other than a few pecks on the cheek from her caste boyfriend Steve Trevor it was her first kiss from a man. They felt wonderful.
She felt his hands on her shoulders pushing her down, Wonder Woman allowed him to bring her to her knees on the cold stone floor. While she didn't have direct experience Wonder Woman was no fool, she knew what was coming. But it was all part of the deal, she'd promised to endure. She looked over, Supergirl was squirming but at least was blindfolded.
Mammon smiled down on her, Wonder Woman raised her hands and pulled his robes apart until she found his engorged member. It was impossible to miss, jutting out almost 12 inches and already hot to the touch.
Remembering what she had read from accounts by prostitutes (Wonder Woman only read them to learn about the exploitation of women, honest! really!) Wonder Woman ran her fingers along it and heard Mammon sigh in response.
Wonder Woman knew what came next but every fiber of her being was repelled by it. She had to take this… thing between her lips and lick it. The very thing a man used to pee with! She calmed herself and reminded herself this was the only way home and that it couldn't be worse than landing in a pool of sewage.
She opened her lips, accepted the penis head and gave it a lick.
There was a vault in the depths of Paradise Island, the Hall of Shame, a place they rarely spoke of and certainly never to their Princess. Within it were tapestries, vases and scrolls depicting Herekles and his man raping the Amazons ages ago. Certain lonely Amazons, tormented by memories of what they had had and would never have again were known to travel there, sometimes spending hours alone with their thoughts, their memories and their fingers.
Diana had snuck in once, barely evading one of her Amazon sisters as she emerged, and remembered a mural showing her own mother Queen Hippolita on her knees in the same pose. She tried to will the memory away.
She moved her lips further up the shaft and felt it grow bigger and hotter still in her mouth. One of Mammon's hands moved behind her head and pushed until his pubic hairs tickled her nose. Wonder Woman almost panicked, she couldn't breathe, then he pulled back and gently pushed forward. Wonder Woman got the idea and took up the rhythm.
Mammon put his other hand down and took her delicate hand in his meaty paw. He raised it to his own mouth and sucked on her fingers. The feeling was surprisingly pleasant for the prostrate Amazon.
The he returned her wet hand and whispered "you had best prepare yourself."
The Amazon Princess was puzzled for a second until she noticed the growing warmth between her own legs. She could feel a strange hunger in her loins. Her mind might not be willing but her body, a gift from Aphrodite - goddess of love, certainly was. She slipped her fingers between her legs and massaged her sex. She felt a jolt up her spine. Her sex was already moist and she could feel her clitoris was as hard as an almond and jutting out between her legs.
Mammon gently pushed on her shoulders again and Wonder Woman's lips came off his member with an audible 'pop'. She felt silk cushions against her back, so soft and comfortable after weeks of sleeping on stone or straw.
Mammon lowered himself towards her aiming his head between her legs. Wonder Woman looked up questioningly then gasped and clenched the pillows as his tongue, his marvelous, marvelous tongue stirred her loins.
"Great Hera! M-Mighty Aphrodite! Don't stop, oh for the love of the gods don't stop!" She cried out.
Across the room Supergirl whimpered. She could hear Wonder Woman's building lust, smell her scent across the room and it was having an effect on her.
"Great Rao" she thought. "Wonder Woman is selling herself and I'm getting turned on!"
Behind her the bodyguard Turk could feel her rising temperature and how her squirms had changed from attempts to get free to grinding her firm young butt against his crotch. He slipped one strong hand under her ragged cloak and touched the blonde's breast. The reaction was immediate, her whole body jerked, her head twisted and her pink lips kissed his cheek. He moved his hand under her crop top kneading the breast and feeling the hard nipple under his fingers. Supergirl sobbed in shame but kept kissing him.
Wonder Woman was lost in her own pleasures by then. Mammon gently, lovingly, parted her rubbery legs and looked down on her wet, open pussy.
He waited.
Wonder Woman had one hand over her face as if to hide her shameful lust. But her mouth was working on its own.
"Oh Hera, oh Aphrodite, please, please, I…" She opened her eyes and looked at Mammon, he was smiling at her. She could feel the head of his penis just at the gates of her sex brushing against her labial lips. Wonder Woman's face turned harsh, but her anger quickly turned to pleas. "Gods damn it! What are you waiting for! Do it! Oh please finish it… please… I can't… please!"
"As you command, Princess." Mammon pushed forward. There was a moment of pain, a small amount of blood and then Wonder Woman was again lost in pleasures she had never felt before.
Mammon established a slow and steady rhythm making the feelings build in Wonder Woman's untouched body as the virgin princess of the Amazons felt her first orgasm. A lifetime of repression and focus gave way like a bursting dike and a flood of pleasure hit her brain like a tsunami.
"Uh! Uh! UHHHHH!" The usually eloquent Amazon yelled. But Mammon wasn't even close to being done, he sped up his rhythm and Wonder Woman's second orgasm began to build.
Wonder Woman had a few seconds reprieve after she came, a few seconds when she could focus on something besides her own pleasures. Looking across the room she saw Supergirl shoved against the wall gasping frantically, writhing under Turk's body. But Wonder Woman's concern turned to horror as she realized the Girl of Steel was enthusiastically fucking the dark-skinned guard and her blue panties were hanging from a leg curled around his waist pushing him deeper.
But then Wonder Woman lost her train of thought as the second orgasm hit her already shattered consciousness.
She game a third time before she felt Mammon's hot seed fire up into her womb and felt his burning member withdraw with another loud 'pop'. Kneeling over her, Mammon moved forward thrusting his member, still wet with a cocktail of his cum, her juices and even her virgin blood. Without ceremony he thrust it between her slack lips forcing the Amazon Princess to taste the fruits of her passion and her shame.
The Amazing Amazon dutifully sucked at it until he removed his deflating dick and wiped it clean with her long raven locks.
She dully noted Supergirl's limp body being deposed next to her, but then she drifted off into a deep and dreamless sleep.
Afterword
And so Wonder Woman makes another sacrifice to get them home, but will it be the last?
Marcus Lycus
June 2013