Supergirl and Wonder Woman - A pokolipsNow
After months of captivity, after surrendering their virtue and their pride Supergirl and Wonder Woman have finally found the House of Himon, a legendary freedom fighter who had the ability to send them home.
So happy ending right?
Right?
Marcus Lycus
July 2013
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Chapter 6-Hunger Dogs
"What do you mean you can't!" Supergirl shrieked. "Merciful Mammon said you could! He promised! Send us back home! Send us home now!" She struggled in Wonder Woman's arms, kicking her friend's shins and trying to break free. "You have to help us! You have to!"
The blond heroine's blue and gold costume was torn and stained, her normally thin body looked almost wasted after weeks on Apokolips without sunlight or regular food. Her eyes were bloodshot and wild, more like an animal than a proud heroine.
Wonder Woman was not much better. Her costume was in shambles, her golden emblem, tiara and belt gone, pawned for a few coins. And where Supergirl's manner screamed desperation, hers betrayed her weariness, the once indomitable Amazon seemed almost ready to lay down and admit defeat.
"Please, Kara, calm yourself, I did not say I could not help you, I said I cannot send you home."
"But, but…"
"Only you have that power."
"Huh?" She said.
Supergirl seemed calmer so Wonder Woman let go, she led the blonde to a seat and said "Himon, I think you'd better explain."
"And so I shall. I am called Himon the Maker, it was I who first learned to build phasing circuits and it was I who opened the first 'Boom Tube' to your world. I brought back the treasures of your world, music, art, dance. For this I was branded a traitor, an anarchist and a subversive. So I move among the shadows offering my teachings to any who seek me out."
"So you can send us home!" Supergirl yelled. Wonder Woman put a hand on her shoulder ready to end any more tantrums.
"No, no I cannot. But I can teach you how to bring yourselves home. With this." He held up a small box, no larger than a paperback book. "A Mother Box. When you learn to build one yourself, and connect it to the power of the Source, it can do anything. But until you can reach deep in yourself to find your connection to the Source, it can do nothing."
"Bullshit!" Supergirl screamed grabbing the box from his hand. "Take us home box! Take us home or I'll crush you!" Wonder Woman moved to restrain her but Supergirl swatted her out of way. Himon tried to take it back but her eyes burned red and he recoiled with a burnt hand.
"Come on box! I'm waiting!" She squeezed harder, even with her powers greatly reduced she was still stronger than a normal girl, cracks appeared on its case. "Come on!"
PING!PING!PING!
The box screamed, there was a burst of light and Supergirl was tossed across the room into a wall. The box hit the floor.
"No! Children, phase out now! Phase out!"
The kids looked in shock then stood, hit buttons on various devices and disappeared.
Himon picked up the box and cradled it lovingly. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."
"Himon, what's going on? Did she damage it?" Wonder Woman asked, a bit of fear creeping into her voice.
"No, nothing it cannot repair." He held it up and the cracks were already closing. "Worse, she angered Mother Box. And now it is too late."
Wonder Woman could hear creaking and grinding sounds now.
"Too late? Too late for what?"
"Mother Box has opened the doors, she has send the summons. They're coming now. And I cannot stop them."
"Who's coming? Himon please, I apologize for my friend, she's had a rough time, if there is anything I can do to help I'll do it."
"There is only one thing you can do now." Wonder Woman could hear yelling and pounding feet. "You can run."
Wonder Woman grabbed Himon's sleeve but it was already too late her hand passed through the cloth as the old rebel disappeared from sight. The two heroines were alone. She ran to Supergirl and helped the blonde to her feet. They could hear voices in the tunnel.
"He's down there I say!"
"That traitor Himon! Steals children they say!"
"Defies Great Darkseid!"
"Big reward for his head!"
Diana cursed in Greek. Then she shook her friend. "Kara, get up, Kara we have to go."
Supergirl had collapsed to the floor and just sat there in a heap, starting at the spot where Himon disappeared. Wonder Woman shook her. "Kara we have to go now!"
"Huh…"
"Kara, they're coming, we have to run now."
"I knew he was lying, that liar… Everyone here lies to us… Except for Great D-"
"Kara, running now!" She pulled the blonde's arm and made it as far as the door but it was already blocked by several ragged men.
"Hello Pretty-Pretties… You look too clean to be from Armaghetto. You must be two of Himon's creatures, they say the old wizard can summon spirits from other worlds." One said through rotten teeth.
"Y-yes that's right lowly scum! I am Diana, Princess of the Amazons and if you do not stand aside I shall be forced to punish you!" Wonder Woman bluffed. It seemed to work. They backed off.
For about three seconds.
Then the ragged men and the dozens behind them pushed forward tackling the two heroines striking them with kicks and blows.
They didn't accept their fate passively, Wonder Woman grabbed one man's boney leg and snapped it in two. She blocked a punch, grabbed the man's wrist and broke it as well. A kick from her sent another man to his knees and ensured he would never father children.
Supergirl was even more aggressive, using the last of her dwindling solar power her heat vision set several men's ragged tunics on fire and, in the confusion, she rushed towards the door. But there were too many, just too, too many attackers and the heroines were so tired and weak.
One punched Supergirl in the gut. Another clubbed her over the head with a table leg. Once she hit the floor they waded in stomping on her fragile-looking body until the blonde stopped moving.
Across the room several Held Wonder Woman down, careful not to give her any chance to punch or kick. The Amazon snarled and screamed and hissed but to no avail. And for the Princess of the Amazons a new feeling crawled out of her gut. Fear.
She'd felt fear before, fighting demons in hell, battling Ares God of War for the fate of the world, standing beside the Justice League against Starro the Conqueror… But that fear was a just a bit of ice to temper the fire of her courage. It was fear for others, fear she might not be strong enough. But this was fear of a different sort, fear for herself. Until now she had always harbored some hope, some plan, some power. Even as Mammon's 'Wonderful Diana' she felt some control of the situation. But now…
A beefy man with a softball-sized tumor on his face pulled off her star spangled panties and tossed them to the crowd, another, a hunchbacked creature with teeth like needles and scabs covering his face, tore off her top, she struggled, she kicked, she butted them with her head, she screamed, and none of it worked. The beefy man with the tumor just laughed. He put his hand on her rich patch of pubic hair and yanked and twisted until even the Amazon had to scream. Then her scream was muffled, gagged by the other man's thick scaly penis. Wonder Woman bit down, hard. As hard as she could. All it got her was a cuffing on the side of her head. She was being held off the ground, at crotch height, belly up. One Hunger Dog held her bare shoulders and pumped his member deep into her throat. The other clutched her legs and pumped in and out of her dry pussy. Another bend down and bit her nipple until it bled. He licked his lips.
Across the room Supergirl was revived with a smack across the face. Her pretty blue yes fluttered as she looked up at the filthy creatures surrounding her. Behind her she could hear Wonder Woman's moans and cries.
"The old wizard might have given us the slip, but at least we got his two witches!"
"Crafty Kano pays 10 ducets for every traitor, dead or alive!" Said one with a crude homemade knife.
Supergirl realized this wasn't a game, this wasn't for fun, these man would kill her! Unless she did the one thing that could save her life.
"No!" She shrieked. Then caught herself. "N-No Masters, p-please, let Superb Kara tend to you first."
The men looked unconvinced.
"Superb Kara very, very good. Please let Superb Kara show kind masters."
One man looked at another. He shrugged. The man in front of her pulled down his ragged trousers and waved his limp dick in her face.
Without waiting for a reply she took his dick in her fingers and stroked it lovingly, using every bit of skill she'd learned in Mammon's den to please the man in front of her. Slowly his dick grew hard in her hands, she licked her lips and took it in her mouth, looking up at the man with what she hoped was an expression of complete submission.
She licked the glans and cupped his hairy balls in her hand. She ran her mouth up and down its length tasting his sweat. It wasn't the most disgusting member she'd ever swallowed, especially after the events of the last few weeks, but it was close. Still it was sign of how far she had come (or how far she had fallen) that Supergirl barely even noticed the smell and never let it show on her face.
Someone grabbed her wrist and put something warm and soft in her hand. Supergirl knew what to do (another sign of her growing skills) and fondled it until it became hot and hard and finally shot sticky cum into the side of her head and into her ear. Another man grabbed her other and soon Supergirl was on her knees pleasuring three filthy Hunger Dogs at once. The mood changed from rage to celebration as the Hunger Dogs crowded around her, eager to debase the pretty blonde as many ways as they could.
But on the other side of the room things got ugly. Wonder Woman worked one hand free and her grasping fingers found a broken table leg. A quick swing cracked the skull of the man with a tumor. Another blow send the hunchback down. Wonder Woman was on her feet with her back to the wall.
"Come now Dogs, let me show you how a princess of the Amazons fights!"
As an Amazon Wonder Woman had dreamed of this day all her life. The day when she would fight desperate final battle against all odds! How many times had she put on her costume and gone to fight some invader wondering if it would be her last day. She certainly never expected she would fight her final battle naked with her rapist's cum streaming down her leg. But it would be a good death, perhaps good enough to redeem herself after surrendering her virtue for a few coins.
She struck out again smashing in the nose of a bruiser with an eye patch and breaking the kneecap of another one with a swift kick.
"Come on men! Let me show you how-"
The thrown rock caught the side of her head and staggered her, then four of them held her down. From across the room Supergirl could see the light shine off an axe blade.
She pulled her head back and yelled "NO!"
Everyone froze. Supergirl staggered to her feet and limped towards Wonder Woman.
She could see the brunette's head hanging senselessly. Supergirl knelt down and wrapped her arms around Wonder Woman.
She could see the crowd around them looking grim and angry. They wanted blood.
"No hurty-hurt! This Wonderful Diana, this Superb Kara friend." Supergirl said in the sing-song voice she knew Hunger Dogs expected of their whores. They hesitated buying her a few more seconds.
She propped the Amazon up to a sitting pose and kissed her shoulders. She cupped the Amazon's breasts and slowly stroked between her legs until Diana started to moan.
"Wonderful Diana not fighty-fight! Wonderful Diana for lovey-love!"
She attacked the dazed woman with more vigor, making her pant and moan. Her body, trying to cope with the pain of her injuries, was already saturated with endorphins, and Supergirl's eager attentions drove her closer and closer to the edge.
Wonder Woman's eyes fluttered. Truly she had not expected to ever open them again. She looked at Supergirl's face and realized what her companion was doing.
"No… Kara… please… I… I… AH! Oh Aphrodite that was…"
She looked up at the eager crowd leering down at her.
"No…"
"See, this girly-girl ready for big loving!" Supergirl recited in an odd sing-song voice.
And then they were on them again.
For Wonder Woman the abuse seemed to last forever. Her body, her damned body 'blessed' by the goddess of love betrayed her by cumming again and again as it was violated, it made her cry out for more.
While Supergirl wandered among the men offering herself to them shamelessly, giggling and moaning wantonly as one deformed wretch or another took her. Meanwhile the Hunger Dogs amused themselves smashing Himon's workshop. Miraculous machines that could free them from their drudgery, cure their diseases, even take them away from Darkseid's tyranny were gleefully reduced to broken glass and twisted metal. Freedom after all was a curse for any loyal follower of Darkseid.
Suprgirl crept up close to the largest of the Hunger Dogs and wrapped her arms around his wide chest. "Superb Kara nice! Wonderful Diana nice! You nice to we? We make you joy-joy."
But the creature shoved her away and she landed on her ass next to Wonder Woman. He pulled out a massive barbed sword.
"You remember me? I was War Leader Herod in the invasion of Earth. Until you two 'heroines' shoved me back through a boom tube. Do you know the price of failure in Darkseid's legions? I just hope your heads will buy me back my command."
He took a step forward. Everyone else stepped back leaving the two women exposed. Herod raised the sword.
The room held its breath.
Herod dropped the sword and collapsed in a heap with a slender dagger in his back.
Blasters whined and red bolts vaporized several of the Hunger Dogs in the room.
A smirking man walked in, dressed like a fop from some Hollywood film, his yellow silk tunic decorated with a black sun. He paused and cleaned his fingernails with another dagger.
"Greetings Kara, Diana. I am Kanto. And you are now mine."
And that's when Wonder Woman finally passed out.
Afterword
Opps, I guess that thing with Himon didn't quite work out. Supergirl should really learn to control her temper.
Now what will befall our two heroines?
Come back for the next chapter… When our heroines might finally be… BROKEN!
Marcus Lycus
July 2013