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SUPERGIRL MEETS THE KRYPTONITE KID
By RRB
SUPERGIRL’S PLAN
Supergirl’s latest efforts to locate the center of operations of the Intergang crime syndicate were going well. An informer had disclosed the location of their extensive complex. All seemed perfect except all the building walls of their complex were heavily insulated, including being lined with lead, the only substance that her x-ray vision couldn’t penetrate.
But Supergirl came up with a plan to infiltrate the Intergang’s complex. It was obvious that the only way to gain access to their headquarters was to get employment at the private club that was part of the main building. The Executive Club catered to a special clientele. The clients were all men who enjoyed the sight of very young and beautiful women in bondage and total submission. The Intergang’s nightclub only dealt with an exclusive agency for the actresses it needed for their upcoming ‘productions’. The Elite Models Agency was very good at providing ‘stars’ for these movies as the actresses could earn six figure amounts for only a few hours work.
Supergirl, using her secret identity of Linda Danvers, had interviewed with the Elite Models Agency. Her previous work a few years ago portraying Margo Hatton in “Secret Hearts”, a mainstream TV soap opera from New York on the GBS network, provided her with the perfect references. Her ability to learn dialog fast and accurately were noted in her references.
The head of the Elite Models agency asked Linda, “I have an excellent job if you are willing to be put into various sexual situations for a few hours. The job is to portray Supergirl in green kryptonite torture, B/D and S/M for an adult performance.”
Linda (Supergirl) responded, “Sure, why not, I like to try new experiences in life and I can really use the pay of $12,000 for only six hours of work.”
“Fine, then you’ll report to the Executive Club at 6 o’clock tomorrow night. They also want you to dress as Supergirl. Our agency will obtain a costume for you and a bottle of blonde hair coloring. It is expected that you’ll dye your pubic hair as well. Here‘s the script and you can study it for tomorrow night”
Supergirl laughed silently as how easy this was going to be. She would just use her own costume and nobody would be the wiser. Of course, since green kryptonite was so rare she shouldn’t be in any danger.
The story line called for Supergirl to be subdued and sexually used by the Kryptonite Kid, an old enemy of Superman from his days in Smallville.
THE EXECUTIVE CLUB
Supergirl showed up at the appointed time. As Linda Danvers, she showed her identification, signed the standard models release form and was escorted to her dressing room. Linda ‘changed’ to Supergirl in the dressing room provided for her. The host of the club knocked at her door and told her that it was time. She confidently walked onto the club stage, presuming that she could effortlessly act her way through the performance and search the Intergang offices during each one of her breaks. Supergirl was amazed at the uncanny resemblance her adult co-star had to the real Kryptonite Kid. As she faced the audience, the host of the club ordered everyone to be quiet so they could begin the performance.
ACT 1 - MISTAKE REALIZED
As she faced the audience, the adult co-star for the performance entered from stage left. ‘The Kryptonite Kid’ raised his hands and pointed in the direction of Supergirl. The script called for the Kryptonite Kid to concentrate and expose Supergirl to green kryptonite radiations. Supergirl had assumed that the stage crew would use lights to simulate ‘green kryptonite rays’ for the actual performance.
Suddenly there was a flash of green light and Supergirl stopped dead in her thoughts. What was happening here? She thought. Her jaw dropped down, her eyes opened widely, her body began to quiver and intense pain hit her like a sledgehammer. She was in serious trouble. The effects of the green kryptonite hit her out of the blue and they hit her hard. She did not expect this at all. She was badly weakened before she understood what was going on. The color drained from her face. She was unsteady. It got worse as ‘The Kryptonite Kid’ approached Supergirl. “Got to maintain, hold on”, Supergirl, thought to herself, but with the increasing pain, Supergirl realized she had made a dreadful mistake. Somehow they had been able to hire the REAL KRYPTONITE KID for this performance!
Supergirl's face was deathly pale "green kryptonite!” She gasped.
"Yes, green kryptonite, my dear! The one thing that renders you weak and defenseless.”
Supergirl staggered to one side, her long powerful legs trembling at the mere struggle to keep standing. She clutched her throat.
"Please, please stop, stop it! Stop it!" She pleaded with teeth clinched, unwittingly following her script. It took all of Supergirl’s efforts not to cry from the ghastly pain.
The Kryptonite Kid only laughed cruelly. "Why should I do that?”
"Please Kryptonite Kid!" Supergirl wailed, panting painfully for breath. Supergirl was in bad shape.
"What's the matter? Does the great Supergirl feel a little sick?" the Kryptonite Kid laughed.
Supergirl tried to take a step away from the Kryptonite Kid, to distance herself from the deadly green kryptonite, but she stumbled when the Kryptonite Kid thrust his glowing, green hand close to her face. Her cape was dragging on the floor and she came close to falling herself. The Kryptonite Kid grabbed the front of Supergirl's blue blouse, mashing the big, red ‘S’ in his fist. He jerked her up close. In spite of the sickening waves of weakness, the green kryptonite caused her, Supergirl struggled to pull loose, but her feeble fingers couldn't dislodge the Kryptonite Kid's strong grip on the her blouse.
"The mighty Supergirl isn't so high and mighty now, is she?" the Kryptonite Kid sneered. He pressed his green kryptonite hand against Supergirl's cheek. The tall, blonde super heroine choked in pain.
"Oh no, don't please! That burns so. Please? Oh, it hurts!"
The Kryptonite Kid suddenly let go of Supergirl's blouse and grasped the waistband of her red shorts. He stuck his hand down inside the tight elasticized fabric. Supergirl screamed first in indignation, then in pain as he burned her sensitive skin. Forgetting everything else, the frantic blonde went into a frenzy to escape the horrible burning molestation. She pulled away, though his hand pulled her shorts down around her thighs.
Supergirl turned toward where she had entered, hoping to flee. In her rush, she didn't even pause to pull her shorts back up. The Kryptonite Kid licked his lips as Supergirl's move exposed the big white hemispheres of her solidly out thrust ass. Her strength was returning slowly, but it still wasn't enough to flee.
Before Supergirl's strength returned completely, The Kryptonite Kid struck again. He grabbed Supergirl's shorts again with one hand, and a fistful of her blonde locks with the other and pulled her backward, until he dragged the frantic struggling super heroine to the center of the stage. Supergirl lunged forward and the Kryptonite Kid lost his grip on the blonde hair but kept hold of Supergirl's hot pants. His grip made them slide further down around Supergirl's knees, tripping her.
Supergirl fell forward. On her knees she weakly pulled up her shorts. Just as Supergirl stumbled to her feet, the Kryptonite Kid leaped at her and caught her around the waist in a classic bear hug. He eagerly crushed the tall blond against his own chest. The sudden renewed proximity to the evil green kryptonite radiations triggered a new wave of sickening weakness flowing through Supergirl's magnificent body, robbing her of any possibility of retaliating, or even freeing herself.
Supergirl's arms waved helplessly as the Kryptonite Kid clasped her hands in the small of his back and squeezed tighter. Squeezing unrelentingly, he worked his body against Supergirl, so that the material of his shorts rubbed offensively against Supergirl's thinly clad crotch. The Kryptonite Kid felt Supergirl's out thrust buttocks clench as she struggled with diminishing strength. The Kryptonite Kid eagerly thrust his own chest against Supergirl's magnificent bosom. Supergirl felt the green kryptonite radiations throbbing against her bosom, through her clothing, draining her super powers and transmitting bolts of pain through to her tits.
"Oh it burns!" Supergirl gasped with her last breath, as the Kryptonite Kid's strong arms crushed her painfully working lungs. Gradually, her magnificent body went limp, until at last, the beautiful blonde hung hopelessly still. With a sneer of satisfaction, the Kryptonite Kid let Supergirl drop to the floor. Supergirl crumpled in a beautiful gorgeous heap of tangled, blue and red clad limbs. She shuddered in pain, gasping for breath.
The curtain came down on the stage. The Executive Club host praised the two for their ‘performance’. As the Kryptonite Kid helped Supergirl up, he noticed a green pallor to her cheeks. He realized from his experiences with Superman that this was the first sign of green kryptonite poisoning and quietly walked over to the Executive Club host to tell him of his discovery. He then went over to a chair to rest for the next scene. Supergirl’s eyes dimmed by pain, barely noticed that the Kryptonite Kid left for a moment. In his absence, some of Supergirl's strength returned, but not before it was time for the second act.
ACT 2 - ASSAULTED AGAIN
As the second act began, the Executive Club host was smiling, secretly knowing that he was watching the real Supergirl.
The Kryptonite Kid entered, and once again, Supergirl felt the all too familiar weakness steal over her when the Kryptonite Kid concentrated and bathed her with green kryptonite radiations again.
The Kryptonite Kid now wore only a skintight shirt and jock strap. His outfit outlined a spectacular figure, though one that paled in comparison to Supergirl's athletic, busty curves.
"Please stop, please!" Supergirl gasped.
With a terrible sense of dread, Supergirl realized that this assault was so close to the perverse script that no pleading would work. Her enemies’ clever schemes never had ensnared her in such a terrible trap. In her present, helpless state the knowledge did her little good. “I must have been out of my mind to gain access to their complex this way." She berated herself silently.
“Now let’s see how much of a challenge it will be to teach you to worship and obey me" the Kryptonite Kid gloated.
"More of a challenge than you're up to! I assure you that!", Supergirl snorted with an angry toss of her blonde curls. "I've been captured with green kryptonite before, and nobody ever made me obey them, and certainly not adore them. It takes a heck of a lot more than a crazy man in an lewd costume to scare me!"
The Kryptonite Kid laughed in delight. ”Oh so spirited. I like that. You will be amusing, and it's time for your first lesson too, my fluffy, little blonde super heroine.”
“Umm, those yellow curls really bring out the best in me, too!" The Kryptonite Kid smirked at the blonde heroine as he leaned over and grabbed her by the ears. He hauled Supergirl up on her feet. Supergirl squirmed in pain. Being lifted by her ears was bad enough, but The Kryptonite Kid's hands glowed with green kryptonite radiations. When he tugged on Supergirl's delicate ears, intense pain knifed straight into her brain.
The intolerable pain in Supergirl's head and ears was just the start. The Kryptonite Kid let go of her ears and then began a frightful degrading stripping of the normally invulnerable super heroine. Supergirl felt everything spinning around and stumbled backward. The Kryptonite Kid's hand felt her crotch, doubling her over in agony.
"Stop it! Stop it!" Supergirl groaned.
She saw the Kryptonite Kid though a green haze of pain. She tired to stumble away, but the persistent criminal never let up on her. His green kryptonite laced hands fondled Supergirl's now totally vulnerable body, with Supergirl's long legs trembling and shaking. In the midst of her pain, Supergirl still managed to think bitterly to herself, "This sadist may kill me soon." At this point her overtaxed legs gave out and she slumped limply to her knees.
The Kryptonite Kid scornfully smacked Supergirl across her ass knocking her over on her side. The Maid of Steel lay there almost ready to pass out, trying to gather together enough strength to get up again. The Kryptonite Kid wasn't done with her yet, though.
Supergirl wriggled weakly, vainly trying to escape. It was no use; she trembled helplessly. The Kryptonite Kid glanced down at his victim, in time to see large, blue eyes fill with tears. The Kryptonite Kid cruelly spat in Supergirl's face. Humiliating that gorgeous, blonde beauty thrilled him with pleasure. Wishing to humble his blonde victim even more, the Kryptonite Kid knelt down beside her.
When the Kryptonite Kid unsnapped the shoulder snap on her blue blouse, Supergirl gurgled, breathlessly. "What are you doing? Stop it! Oh you nasty pervert!"
The Kryptonite Kid slid the tight blue blouse up Supergirl's body to the neck, baring her beautiful tits. Even flat on her back, Supergirl's perfectly formed tits thrust provocatively above her broad muscular chest. Small pink aureoles and long thick nipple spikes excitingly highlighted their magnificence. With a quick snap of his wrists, the Kryptonite Kid whipped the blue blouse over Supergirl's head, denuding her to the waist. Then he slid his thumbs into the waistband of Supergirl's red shorts. His fingers, emanating green kryptonite radiations burned Supergirl's smooth, white belly like hot coals, and the powerless blonde heroine cried out at the pain. Even dazed by the pain though, Supergirl modestly tried to grab her red shorts, but the Kryptonite Kid was too quick for her. He slid the shorts down around Supergirl's superbly muscled thighs, past her big bold ass cheeks, baring her convexly ridged abdomen, except for a pair of skimpy bikini panties.
Spying the skimpy bikini panties, the Kryptonite Kid cooed, "Oh what a shameless little girl we are!"
With a quick panther-like swipe, The Kryptonite Kid snatched the shorts down Supergirl's curved thighs and tore them off her booted calves, leaving the majestically beautiful super heroine clad only in her high heeled red boots and those delightfully scanty underpants. The sight of his prey nearly naked filled The Kryptonite Kid with delight. He took a deep breath of sheer joy.
Supergirl tried to lift her head, but moaned at the pain it cost her.
Realizing her terrible vulnerability, Supergirl muttered to herself, "Oh God! I've got to stop him somehow!" Ignoring the hot knot of pain in her gut, she painfully sat up. The effort left her breathless and exhausted. As she sat there choking, she was afraid she'd throw up. She rubbed her tummy trying to ease the cramps that convulsed her body. Looking down she saw that her big legs splayed helplessly apart, exposing her precious, near naked pussy. She vainly tried to close her legs.
"Oh God!" Supergirl silently agonized, "I've got to get away from this pervert somehow." She rolled over on her hands and knees, clumsily exposing her bottom to the Kryptonite Kid's smiling gaze. Supergirl struggled courageously, finally dragging herself to her feet. Feeling her legs under her was a moral triumph that raised her spirits a little.
The Kryptonite Kid snickered at Supergirl's valiant efforts.
"Don't trip over those nice tits, Supergirl. I bet they'll be a lot of fun after it’s over!"
When the Kryptonite Kid approached Supergirl again, she suffered the full consequences from the green kryptonite radiations he was emanating. In close proximity to the green kryptonite radiations of the Kryptonite Kid, queasiness returned with a rush, her head spinning sickeningly. Supergirl tried to recover, but it seemed hopeless.
He let go of Supergirl's hair and gripped Supergirl's trembling tits, one in each hand. Tearing at the super sensitive tits with his glowing fingers, he shoved her backwards. Dizzy and ill, Supergirl lost her balance and fell over.
The Kryptonite Kid, kneeling beside her, rolled the beleaguered super heroine over on her back. The criminal licked his lips eagerly, as he glimpsed the sick agony on the blonde woman's alluringly beautiful face. Nevertheless, Supergirl's huge blue eyes blazed rebelliously. Her magnificent velvety bosom rose and fell in quick painful pants.
Supergirl felt agonizing pains from the close proximity of the green kryptonite radiations as the Kryptonite Kid began to glow green again. The Kryptonite Kid rested on top of Supergirl’s body and slid his arm in between their locked bodies. Inch by inch he twisted his hand down until finally he reached his objective. Cruel green kryptonite laced fingers dug at Supergirl's pussy, sadly unprotected by her skimpy panties.
"Oh you nasty pervert!" The gallant blonde screamed at this brutal new assault. Somehow she held on, clinching her pubic muscles. Gritting his teeth he wedged harder. Though doing her utmost, Supergirl prayed silently, "Oh make him stop! It hurts so! Oh my poor pussy; he's ruining it!" By now the green kryptonite laced fingers were almost inside her body. She knew she couldn't hold out much longer as the green kryptonite radiations were making her very weak and dizzy
The whole time he never stopped tearing at Supergirl's crotch with savage ruthlessness. Supergirl used both hands vainly trying to pry the Kryptonite Kid's fingers away from her crotch, but even both hands weren't enough, though. The constant exposure to green kryptonite had turned Supergirl's pained face a pale green.
The Kryptonite Kid felt Supergirl's muscles loosen just a bit. Now, he could exert even more leverage, tearing at Supergirl’s pussy. Supergirl's arms trembled and shook. With a feeling of helpless defeat, she felt her grip give out. "No, no! Can't let him get in there!" She almost wept in frustration, as The Kryptonite Kid wiggled around and got his hand fully into her pussy. It was hopeless! All Supergirl’s strength had receded, leaving her even weaker than before.
The sight of the beautiful super heroine, usually so vital and strong, of goddess like loveliness, cringing and moaning helplessly in agony, drove the Kryptonite Kid nearly mad with delight. He couldn't stop himself now; he must break this proud magnificent super heroine. Yet he didn't want the beautiful blonde unconscious, he wanted her wide-awake for every devastating second of what was coming.
With a sneer, as though to show his disdain for the world's mightiest woman, the Kryptonite Kid smacked the Maid of Might's head back and forth with fierce, intense, openhanded slaps. By now, even this humiliating assault was too much for Supergirl to handle, but there was nothing she could do to stop it. The Kryptonite Kid viciously slapped her face until the distressed super heroine, wailing in pain, twisted her body away from her sadistic tormentor. It did Supergirl little good, for when she turned her back; the Kryptonite Kid grabbed her by the hair again and spanked her backside.
She knew she couldn't take much more from those hammering green kryptonite laced hands and live. The Kryptonite Kid's passions were aroused to fever pitch. He had a consuming desire to smash this venerated super heroine to mush. Yet hammering the proudly beautiful super heroine to death with his green kryptonite laced fists, fun though it might be, ran counter to his long-range schemes. "Oh well," The Kryptonite Kid thought with precise logic, "I have better ways to humiliate and subdue our little pet!"
Still holding Supergirl's hair with firm grip, the Kryptonite Kid rubbed his other hand down the blonde’s jutting, muscular bottom cheeks, and inside the tattered wisp of silk panty. He slyly slipped his middle finger between the solidly jammed ass cheeks. With a quick cruel jab, he goosed Supergirl with his glowing green kryptonite laced finger. His sharp fingertip almost penetrated Supergirl's tightly clenched sphincter. The magnificent blonde super heroine shrieked in indignant anguish. Her overwhelmed body leaped into the air as though touched by a live wire.
The Kryptonite Kid's secure hold on Supergirl's golden hair never loosened though, and when the shock passed, Supergirl's trembling body still stood hopelessly trapped and vulnerable.
Highly pleased at Supergirl's intense reaction to being goosed, the Kryptonite Kid laughingly slapped the heroine's ass next. His palm, naturally also glowing with green kryptonite radiations, stung Supergirl like an inferno.
Outraged by this painful new humiliation, Supergirl sniffed back tears of frustration. Thrilled at his captive’s response, the Kryptonite Kid bent Supergirl forward, exposing the super heroine’s big bottom for greater vulnerability. He slapped those lovely butt cheeks again and again, in an ever-quickening rhythm. Supergirl shrieked in resentment at the agonizing humiliation. His glowing hand slapping her beautiful ass was more disastrously painful for Supergirl, than a leather belt would be to an ordinary woman. In fact it was more like being scalded by live steam. Smarting pain became fiery agony. Supergirl's screams grew hysterically louder. Her panties provided no protection whatsoever, and Supergirl's gorgeous white behind soon glowed bright green. She was soon hopping and dancing in undignified distress from the burning pain. Her first shrieking yelps died away to a steady hopeless moaning.
Much as he enjoyed tormenting and degrading Supergirl, the Kryptonite Kid's arm finally grew too weary to keep going on. He released Supergirl's tangled yellow curls and turned her loose with a final stinging smack on her fast-blistering ass. The mortified super heroine crawled away, comically holding her excruciatingly burning butt cheeks with both hands. Her aching muscles were so painful that she couldn't straighten up.
Supergirl turned and gazed up at the Kryptonite Kid. Nearly naked, her yellow curls tangled and snarled in girlish disarray, tearfully rubbing her beaten bottom like a disciplined child, the beautiful, blonde super heroine was totally vulnerable. The half-scared, half-pouting, grimace of pained indignation on her tear stained, classically dazzling features was sheer joy to the sadistic Kryptonite Kid.
Smiling cruelly, the Kryptonite Kid approached the naked, cringing blonde "No more! Please!" Supergirl whimpered with a sob. "Please, no more!" Supergirl's proud, refined voice broke plaintively.
"Ready to surrender and serve me now, to be my obedient trainee and pet?", the Kryptonite Kid asked. The bewildered, sick torment on Supergirl's beautiful face induced no feelings of mercy in the pitiless criminal.
In spite of her embarrassment and pain, Supergirl's self-respect still smoldered in the courageous beauty's lioness heart. It flamed anew now, in her flashing, blue eyes. "Go to hell, you pervert!'” she gasped with another half sob, "Go to Hell. I'll never give in to you!"
"Suit yourself you stupid blonde!" the Kryptonite Kid cackled, "I'll break you sooner or later. The more you fight back, the sweeter my conquest will be when you break.” He stepped closer to the trembling blonde super heroine and patted her on the cheek. Supergirl jerked her head away in revulsion at the Kryptonite Kid's touch, even before she felt the green kryptonite laced hand blister her cheek.
"Leave me alone!" she demanded tearfully with a delightful toss of her golden curls. A yellow curl fell over her left eye, and she wearily brushed it aside.
The Kryptonite Kid seized the tormented beauty around the neck, and pulled Supergirl's pained face up close, and kissed the trapped super heroine full on the mouth. He rubbed forcefully against Supergirl's naked flesh. Her mind blunted by pain, the sudden sexual assault caught Supergirl off guard. Before she knew it, against her own strong will, she half returned the kiss. As her reeling mind grasped what was happening, Supergirl tore her face free from the masterful lips of the vicious criminal.
"How dare you?" Supergirl cried. Her voice choked by pain still echoed her resentment "I'm Supergirl! I'm not anyone's sexual toy! Especially not yours, you nasty pervert!"
Thinking his blonde victim was already under his control and domination, Supergirl's arrogant indignation infuriated the Kryptonite Kid. "So you think you are not sexual toy, do you? You stupid blonde! Well then I guess it’s time I showed you the fullness of my power over you, Supergirl." To himself though, the Kryptonite Kid admitted: "She's tougher than I thought”. The Kryptonite Kid concentrated and unleashed a flood of intense green kryptonite radiation directly at Supergirl.
“Let’s see how long you can take this, Supergirl”
“Ouch, Alright, Alright”, Supergirl screamed, “don’t hurt me anymore!” Instinctively she knew The Kryptonite Kid's threat was real. She was hopelessly trapped in this nightmare! She shivered nervously. "No more please I surrender! " She pleaded and whimpered. "I swear I'll do what you tell me just stop those green kryptonite radiations.”
"Good! Good girl! I knew you'd see things my way ultimately. Just to make sure though, I've got this nice, little collar for you. I had it made just for you. It will insure your obedience at all times." As he spoke, the Kryptonite Kid locked a steel collar around Supergirl's long elegant neck. Then as he grabbed the collar and intently concentrated, the collar transmuted into solid green kryptonite. The Kryptonite Kid explained that the green kryptonite collar was just big enough to leave Supergirl somewhat weaker than a typical woman of her size and build, and would totally rob her of all her super powers and strength. The curtain came down to end the second act.
The Executive Club host praised the two for their ‘performance’ again. As the Kryptonite Kid helped Supergirl up, he winked at the Executive Club host. Supergirl was too weak to notice this though. He quietly walked over to the Executive Club host again to confirm his earlier discovery. He then went over to a chair to rest for the next scene.
The set crew now was taking their break. As Supergirl slowly rose, she recovered some strength, but the green kryptonite collar insured that escape from this ‘performance’ was almost impossible. The set crew brought a large table and a small worktable to the stage for the next scene. The break ended and Supergirl dreaded the next scene of the ‘performance’, but was still too weak to escape.
ACT 3 - DILDO RAPE
Aloud Kryptonite Kid snarled, "All right now lets see whose sex toy you are."
The Kryptonite Kid grabbed Supergirl's arm and effortlessly twisted it behind the blonde beauty's broad tapering back. Brutalized beyond real resistance, the beautiful super heroine could only sob in helpless pain, while the wicked criminal forcibly marched her to an examination table. The Kryptonite Kid shoved Supergirl's upper body face down across the table. Supergirl clung frantically to the table for support. She felt the Kryptonite Kid brutally slide her bikini briefs down her legs, and cried out apprehensively.
The Kryptonite Kid licked his lips as he fully bared the big, bold hemispheres of Supergirl's shapely ass. It was still a shock to the proud Supergirl to be treated like a piece of meat and she yelped with resentment. The Kryptonite Kid threw both arms around the powerless super heroine’s thighs, and lifted her lower body onto the table. He twisted Supergirl over on her back.
Supergirl was still too weak to resist. She just lay there, panting painfully for air. The Kryptonite Kid removed Supergirl's red boots. "You won't need these anymore Supergirl, attractive though they are!", the Kryptonite Kid chortled. Then he pushed Supergirl's long white legs apart until they dangled over each side of the table, exposing her now vulnerable, golden sheathed, pink pussy lips.
Next, the Kryptonite Kid fastened two leather straps to the green kryptonite collar around Supergirl's neck and fastened them to the table. Another tight strap around her belly fastened the defeated super heroine firmly to the table. Contemptuously, the Kryptonite Kid left his victim’s arms and legs free.
Supergirl strained weakly against the leather restraints, but couldn't budge them. Once, she would have snapped such flimsy bonds, with one twitch of her mighty torso.
"What do you think you're doing? Stop it this instant!", Supergirl choked in a quivery voice, husky from the cruel green kryptonite collar around her throat.
"I'm doing what ever I please to you. You belong to me; you're my little sex slave, now!", the Kryptonite Kid sneered, breathing strongly in anticipatory lust.
"You'll never make Supergirl a slave!", the helpless blonde answered with proud though hopeless rebelliousness.
"We'll see!", The Kryptonite Kid promised confidently. Supergirl's huge, sharp-pointed tits, still buoyantly erect even in defeat, jiggled enticingly, as her body trembled with indignation. The Kryptonite Kid pinched an impudent nipple spike between his green kryptonite laced thumb and forefinger until Supergirl shrieked.
"Anymore questions Supergirl? You see these beautiful tits on your chest belong to me already. I can do as I like with them." The Kryptonite Kid sneered and released Supergirl's nipple. Supergirl still glared at her tormentor in disgust, but her only response was an uncontrolled sob. From a worktable the Kryptonite Kid picked up two long, thick metal rods. Each rod had a thick knob on one end.
"Can you guess what these are, you dull little prude?" The Kryptonite Kid laughed as he waved them in Supergirl's face. The fierce look of defiance on Supergirl's beautiful, tormented face drained away, and her huge blue eyes dimmed in fearful comprehension of what the Kryptonite Kid intended to do with those ugly, frightening monstrosities.
"Good Girl! You do recognize them, don't you? Yes, they're dildos, made specially just for you. I'd have bet, you didn't have a clue to what they're for. Are you still a virgin, Supergirl? Well don't worry, even if you're not, you've never had a jolt in your life like this one's going to be."
"Oh! Dear God, no!", Supergirl gasped. She licked her lips fearfully. She seemed mesmerized as she stared at the obscene objects of impending terror.
"Oh! Dear god, yes!", the Kryptonite Kid mocked. He tipped the table so Supergirl's hips and thighs were raised, and her head lowered. Supergirl's tangled mane of yellow curls cascaded over the edge of the table. The Kryptonite Kid laid one rod down, and touched the knob of the other one against Supergirl's beautiful, deep-set naval. Supergirl recoiled in fear as the Kryptonite Kid trailed the knob down the ridged muscles of the helpless heroine's muscled torso and her velvety belly.
Supergirl trembled so, that the heavy table shuddered. The Kryptonite Kid put one knee up on the table to hold it secure as he rubbed the thick knob insinuatingly against Supergirl's golden, pubic thatch. Supergirl frantically tried to hit or kick the Kryptonite Kid, but the once incomparable strength in her mighty arms and legs had been almost completely drained away. Her elegantly sculpted thighs, dangling helplessly over the sides of the table, twitched a little, the only feeble response to her dire need.
For a while, The Kryptonite Kid toyed with Supergirl's defenseless, oh so vulnerable pussy. Then, prying his captive’s pussy lips apart, he pressed the dildo’s thick knob at Supergirl's trembling virginal body.
Supergirl went stiff in fear; she screamed hysterically "No! No! Please don’t! It’s so big! It’s so big!"
The Kryptonite Kid had to rotate the dildo’s knob around to get it inside Supergirl's tight little pussy, but he was ruthlessly determined. With a cackle of evil laughter, he finally drove it home. Now came what Supergirl dreaded most as he held the end of the dildo and concentrated. The dildo was transmuted into solid green kryptonite! Supergirl shrieked hysterically, as the terrible cruel torment burned her most intimate treasure. Her entire body was on fire with an all-consuming agony. She had never imagined pain like this could exist. A green haze of agony clouded her sight. Her body jerked intermittently as though high voltage electricity coursed through it. Her legs, helplessly inert, moments before, convulsed and jack knifed in spasms of torment. Her beautiful tits bounced in wild distress.
Still, the throbbing waves of pain went on and on, without ever letting up. Supergirl's shrieks filled the club stage and echoed through the entire room.
"Nothing could be worse than this!" Supergirl thought in despair, and then remembered that the Kryptonite Kid was only half done with her.
Still cackling gleefully at Supergirl's horrific suffering, the Kryptonite Kid parted the tight crevice dividing Supergirl's ass, and exposed her tightly clenched sphincter muscle. Fearful pain had tightened Supergirl's puckered anus into a knot of suffering. The Kryptonite Kid thrust the huge knob of the second dildo against that tiny hole, without any success. The Kryptonite Kid grasped the horrendous tool in both hands and rammed it with all his strength. He still couldn't penetrate that unassailable tight threshold. He rotated it back and forth. No matter how he tried he couldn't push it inside Supergirl's agonized body.
Finally, The Kryptonite Kid picked up a rubber mallet and began to pound the other end of the horribly huge dildo. At last with a loud pop the relentless battering ram penetrated the convulsively cramped sphincter, Supergirl's last pathetic resistance was gone. Now came the dreaded finale that Supergirl feared, as again he held the end of the dildo and concentrated. The second dildo now was transmuted into solid green kryptonite!
Unbelievably, Supergirl's frightful misery did not just double; it increased four fold. Supergirl's mighty legs curled up against her torso in a fearful seizure. Her body was drenched with perspiration as wet as though she had just surfaced from a pool of water. Her heartrending shrieks intensified, if that was possible. The excruciating, mind destroying agony seared her brain, turned her will to putty and darkened her very soul. She prayed for death as infinitely better than this hellish torment.
The Kryptonite Kid calmly assessed his victim’s agony, pulling up a chair to enjoy it in comfort. He carefully poured himself a glass of white wine. He relaxed and sipped in sadistic delight, while Supergirl's shrieks gradually died to agonized sobs, not because her torment lessened any, but because her overtaxed body could no longer spare the strength, intolerable agony consuming her whole consciousness. When the Kryptonite Kid had leisurely finished his wine, he stood up and slowly stretched. He carefully studied Supergirl's body for some moments and then with exquisite slowness he withdrew the green kryptonite dildo from Supergirl's pussy. Then just as slowly, he removed the one in her rectum. Supergirl continued to twitch and shake as though in convulsions. She sobbed incoherently. The absence of the horrible pain was now as great a shock to her system as the pain itself. Just realizing such pain was possible had done something horrible to the courageous super heroine. It humbled her, undermined her will and determination to the breaking point. She shivered and gulped fearfully when the Kryptonite Kid touched her to loosen the leather straps from her green kryptonite collar. He undid the strap around Supergirl's middle, and tipped the table forward. Supergirl dropped to the floor. She clutched her violated crotch, still throbbing with the aftermath of the brutal, violent rape. She stooped at the Kryptonite Kid's feet, tears streaming down her pale, beautiful face. The Kryptonite Kid looked down smugly appraising the magnificent body of the fabled super heroine, now naked and helpless, a cringing, beaten slave.
"Have you learned to obey your master my little sex slave?", Supergirl's cruel captor asked.
Supergirl obliviously blurted out her response without conscious thought. "Yes, yes master!", she whimpered. She didn't recognize her own slavish whining voice, nor the wretched surrender of her will.
"Now its time to begin your training my delightful sex slave." The Kryptonite Kid leered. "Get your behind up off the floor! C'mon! Move it!" Too frightened to disobey, the helpless super heroine strained painfully to her knees. Her beautiful, arrogantly erect tits quivered visibly in nervousness.
"Follow me!", The Kryptonite Kid shouted to his shamed captive, then condescendingly turned on his heel and walked away, certain the broken spirited heroine would obey. As usual the Kryptonite Kid guessed right, for Supergirl submissively crawled behind the Kryptonite Kid. The curtain dropped on the stage again.
The Executive Club host praised the two for their fine ‘performance’ again. Supergirl just lay on the stage for almost the entire break, too weak to move. Supergirl had managed to put her panties back on before it was time for the next act. The stage crew had substituted a chair for the ‘examination table’ for the next act. Supergirl, weakly pulling herself up, sat in the chair, still too weak to escape.
ACT 4 - LAP DANCE
The Kryptonite Kid entered the stage and approached Supergirl. He began to massage her tits. The Kryptonite Kid slowly moved his hands up Supergirl’s rib cage.
Supergirl groaned, “Oh please stop, just let me go!”
“Yes, that’s it, groan for me Supergirl” as the Kryptonite Kid glowing fingers started to lightly stroke the sides of her tits. Supergirl gasped. The Kryptonite Kid then pinched Supergirl’s nipples.
Supergirl moaned, “Ouch, please don’t”.
But the Kryptonite Kid was relentless. Supergirl valiantly held back her tears. The Kryptonite Kid stepped in back of the chair and lifted Supergirl to her feet. He swung Supergirl around and placed her on knees in front of the chair, in which he now sat on.
“Now my beautiful sex slave, take off my jockstrap,” the Kryptonite Kid ordered.
Supergirl gulped as she replied, “Yes master”.
Supergirl slowly raised her hands to grab the sides of his jockstrap. She courageously began, trying to touch his poisonous skin as little as possible. Supergirl was very slow to do this as she was very weak, but the audience thought she was just teasing him, especially as she struggled to get his erect cock loose from his jockstrap.
The Kryptonite Kid now pulled Supergirl onto his lap.
“I think you make the nicest sounds when you are in distress Supergirl”
“Oh, Oh, Ah, Ah”, Supergirl cries out as her thighs stung from the contact with his green kryptonite glowing skin.
His cock was rubbing her panties and the green kryptonite radiations from his aroused cock were becoming extremely painful.
Hold on; hold on, Supergirl thought to herself.
“I think you need another spanking”, and with very little effort put Supergirl over his lap and proceeded to spank her.
The swats were very forceful. Supergirl cried out, “Please, please, no more, it’s so painful.”
The audience thought the impacts were hurting her, not realizing that the awful pain was as result of his green kryptonite tinged hand striking her ass. It hurt very much; Supergirl had tears running down her face when he was done with the spanking.
“Let’s see how nice your ass is Supergirl”, the Kryptonite Kid snickered.
The Kryptonite Kid’s glowing hands fondling of her ass was inflicting even more punishment. Supergirl continued to cry, as this was more painful as the spanking.
“Now that you’ve been properly disciplined Supergirl, I’ll reward you,” the Kryptonite Kid chuckled.
The Kryptonite Kid now seated Supergirl in his lap. He gently licked and kissed her nipples. Supergirl breathed a small sigh of relief.
“Thank heavens, a break from the torture”, Supergirl thought to herself.
Supergirl even started to shudder and tremble from this oral stimulation of her tits.
Supergirl panted, “Oh, Oh, Oh, Ah, Ah, Ah, Oh, Oh, Oh.”
When he finally stopped, Supergirl’s nipples were completely erect.
The Kryptonite Kid took a moment to stroke his now slightly glowing cock and showed Supergirl what was in store for her later. Supergirl shuddered, but otherwise remained calm.
Now the Kryptonite Kid slightly lifted Supergirl up and removed her panties. His green kryptonite touch lingered over her exposed pussy.
Supergirl groaned, “Stop it”, her teeth clinched from the new waves of pain.
Then as he finished pulling off her panties, he ordered, “Then stroke my cock, my sex slave”
Supergirl meekly groaned, “OK, OK, just stop tormenting my pussy”.
Supergirl very slowly complied, since her strength was rapidly ebbing away. His cock sprang fully erect again. From the arousal his cock started to give off a large amount of green kryptonite radiation directly into her hands.
Supergirl cried out, “No!! No!! Ouch, Ouch!”
Tears flowed freely as Supergirl valiantly continued stroking his cock.
“Now Supergirl, your pussy gets to feel my wonderful cock”, the Kryptonite Kid chortled.
Supergirl gulped in dread anticipation, her mind thinking, “How am I ever going to survive a kryptonite fuck.”
Very slowly he rubbed his cock against her pussy, finally thrusting into her pussy. Supergirl was moaning throughout. As he became more excited, his cock got harder and harder, then glowed bright green from his intense arousal. The intense green kryptonite radiations caused Supergirl to cry out in a shriek of anguish.
“No, No, No”, Supergirl screamed.
He expertly controlled his passions, getting close to a climax several times but each time stopping short to prolong the torture to Supergirl. Supergirl was losing consciousness from the intense green kryptonite radiations. Finally he concentrated, and gave her all the intense green kryptonite radiation he could muster as he climaxed. It was joyous pleasure to hear Supergirl groan and cry for the entire 20 minutes it took to reach this climax. The curtain dropped on the stage again.
The Executive Club host praised the two for their great ‘performance’ again. Supergirl just lay on the stage for almost the entire break, too weak to move. Supergirl cringed for she knew the final act was scripted for her to be tortured incessantly; her resolve to resist still lingered a bit though.
The stagehands prepared her for this scene by attaching her wrists to a suspended chain. Though standing, the nude Supergirl helplessly awaited the Kryptonite Kid again.
ACT 5 - BLOWJOB
The Kryptonite Kid entered the stage carrying a necklace of beads with him. As he neared Supergirl he concentrated and transmuted the beads into green kryptonite.
“Hello Supergirl, I know you weren’t expecting more green kryptonite were you dear? Well, life is full of surprises. I have been saving this for you and I’m pleased you’ll appreciate it. Oh, you’d like it closer? You want to see the pretty polish on the beads. Certainly, my dear, beautiful things are so heavenly, aren’t they? You like to be wearing it, wouldn’t you? Well… who am I to deny you such a treat.”
Before Supergirl could even reply, he placed the green kryptonite necklace around her neck. The effects were instantaneous. All her remaining strength left her body. Her legs turned to putty.
Supergirl slumped to her knees, with only the chains holding her body up. When she opened her eyes her heart sank as she saw the naked Kryptonite Kid. His semi-erect cock was right in front of her and he ordered her to suck it.
“Never”, Supergirl replied, though she could hardly speak from the pain she was in.
“I wouldn’t be so sure, if I were you” He turned to the stagehands, “You, fetch me some more necklaces.” Then turning back to Supergirl, he continued, “If one green kryptonite necklace can lay you low, imagine several more necklaces!”
Supergirl dejectedly opened her mouth. Supergirl bent her head until her ripe lips were touching the Kryptonite Kid’s rigid cock. When Supergirl’s lips touched him so intimately, the Kryptonite Kid shuddered with excitement.
Knowing there was no real choice, Supergirl began to kiss and lick the head of the Kryptonite Kid’s erect cock. Best to just keep her mind blank and get it over with as soon as possible. It wasn’t as bad as she’d feared, and since it was too horrible to think about, she tried to put it out of her mind, at least for now.
The audience watched avidly, as Supergirl buried her beautiful face, blazing with shame, between the Kryptonite Kid’s trembling green thighs. They watched Supergirl’s golden head bobbing up and down, as she did his bidding. The sadistic Kryptonite Kid grinned in satisfaction, knowing this was another step in Supergirl’s complete submission. The Kryptonite Kid shuddered to an exhilarating climax as he withdrew his cock at the appropriate moment to give Supergirl a ‘pearl necklace’ to match her green kryptonite one. Supergirl was nearly unconscious and barely coherent. The Kryptonite Kid removed the green kryptonite necklace from her neck and released her from the chains. Supergirl slumped to the floor.
The Kryptonite Kid waited for Supergirl to recover enough strength to walk. Supergirl's long legs trembled as she walked. She lifted her feet tentatively and put them down as though she were walking on eggs. The residual green kryptonite in her pussy and anus still scorched her privates with every movement, making every step most painful. Although otherwise unfettered, the fearsome green kryptonite collar around her neck, together with her servile, tentative manner, clearly conveyed that the tall blonde beauty was abjectly compliant to the arrogant Kryptonite Kid leading her. Supergirl's austere, classically beautiful features and the magnificent strength of her voluptuous body contrasted starkly with her humiliating nudity and the tormented terror dimming her expressive blue eyes. The Kryptonite Kid had totally destroyed Supergirl's will to resist. The evil criminal laughed with conceited, sadistic satisfaction. The curtain dropped on the stage for the final time.
The Executive Club host praised the Kryptonite Kid and whispered to him that Supergirl was his for the rest of the night. The Executive Club host told them that they could collect their paychecks for the performance in the guest suite of the Executive Club. The Kryptonite Kid directed Supergirl to the guest suite of the Executive Club. Unbeknownst to Supergirl, this is where the Kryptonite Kid was staying.
LATER THAT NIGHT
As they arrived at the guest suite of the Executive Club, Supergirl was unable to stand a moment longer. Supergirl dropped down on her knees. Supergirl felt only sick defeated humiliation. When Supergirl looked up and saw the Kryptonite Kid standing above her, a hopeful look of relief passed over her face. If he hadn’t realized that she was really Supergirl, this evening of torture should be ending soon. “At last, Supergirl thought, I’ll be able to escape from this awful nightmare.”
He gave her hope as he started to remove the solid green kryptonite slave collar from around her neck. He now saw that her skin around her neck was a distinct green and this only reconfirmed that he had the real Supergirl. The Kryptonite Kid immediately put the solid green kryptonite slave collar back on her.
The humiliated super heroine was now on her side, facing away from him, and Kryptonite Kid admired her naked behind. The slave collar around her neck glowed with deadly green kryptonite.
"Kryptonite Kid don't look at me like this, please!" Supergirl whimpered. "You started to remove my green kryptonite collar; do you think you can pry this green kryptonite collar off my neck?" She sniveled. "It's so tight and really hurting me?"
Kryptonite Kid just stood there. He was mesmerized. He was breathing hard and he felt that exhilarating feeling again; the one he got torturing Supergirl earlier. The mighty Girl of Steel was reduced to a sniveling, pathetic male sex toy, and only the Executive club host and he knew it was done to the real Supergirl. The awareness filled Kryptonite Kid with such powerful feelings, that it was hard to resist the overpowering urge to finger his throbbing cock.
Then he said "No! The green kryptonite collar stays SUPERGIRL!”
"Kryptonite Kid what are you doing?" Supergirl asked in alarm.
“You can’t fool me, SUPERGIRL; I know it’s really you!”
The relief was replaced immediately by terror in Supergirl's eyes; she couldn't even meet his gaze.
“Now I can resume where we left off last time!" Kryptonite Kid whispered in throaty passion.
He slipped out of his clothes. Standing in the room, naked, the Kryptonite Kid’s heavy chest rose and fell with the anticipation of what he was going to be able to do to Supergirl.
Again the Kryptonite Kid concentrated and his erect cock glowed with green kryptonite radiations
Get away! That's green kryptonite!
Supergirl's whimpering pleas were getting on the Kryptonite Kid's nerves.
"Shut up!" Kryptonite Kid muttered, and callously kicked Supergirl over on her belly. He stepped between her legs, rugged as tree trunks, spreading them apart with his feet.
"No, no! Kryptonite Kid, please! Please don't do this to me, don't do those awful things to me again with green kryptonite."
The Kryptonite Kid was oblivious to the desperate pleas of the weakened Girl of Steel. He was looking down eagerly. Her gorgeous female behind, made even more exciting by the signs of vicious abuse, wriggled helplessly, as the frightened Supergirl vainly tried to scamper away.
Kryptonite Kid was dreamily thinking: "After I fuck her some more, I'll make her lick my cock again. With that green kryptonite collar on her neck, I can keep her locked in my room tonight and do anything I want to her, any time I want. I’ll get to listen to her cry and beg again! I am going to love it!"
Now he fondled her body and especially her tits and pussy. After a few minutes of playing with her body, he inched his glowing green kryptonite cock toward her pussy. Supergirl had recovered only enough to realize what was happening, but was still too weak to stop him. A final thrust and he had entered her. He fucked Supergirl vigorously and his climax was most gratifying. After this fuck, he grabbed a rubber ball gag and forced it into Supergirl’s mouth. The rubber ball in the gag now was transmuted into green kryptonite! The intense pain in her mouth hit Supergirl as she realized that she couldn’t escape.
Kryptonite Kid then bent Supergirl forward over his lap. Grabbing a paddle he concentrated and turned it into green kryptonite. He proceeded to spank those outrageously gorgeous ass cheeks again and again, in an ever-quickening tempo. Smarting pain became fiery agony. As Supergirl's muted screams grew hysterically louder, he picked up the pace of the slaps to her ass. She was soon hopping and dancing in his lap in undignified distress from the burning pain. Her gyrations were rubbing his cock, giving him another erection! The more Supergirl squirmed the hotter he got. Supergirl's gorgeous white behind soon glowed bright green. Spanking the proud Supergirl as though she were an unruly little, schoolgirl exalted the sadist to a blissful level. It wasn't every day he got to wallop a super heroine’s bottom. The Kryptonite Kid licked his lips in ecstatic delight. Almost better than the pain inflicted, was listening to the proud super heroine’s pitiful whimpering as the Kryptonite Kid violated her dignity and self respect with such a humiliating punishment. Her cries and pleas were getting him hot again. In sync with Supergirl’s agonizing muted cries, he climaxed for a second time as his cock could no longer contain the immense pleasure and he shot his load directly at her pussy. Her shrieking muted yelps died away to a steady moan as he completed his climax.
He couldn’t stop with just the one fuck though. After another fondling, including her nipples, which he sucked and nibbled at the tips, he began pumping again. The second fuck took longer with more shoving. He noticed that her eyes, which she had kept closed during the first fuck, were opened, pleading for a speedy finish.
He now amused himself by concentrating and rubbing his green glowing hand on her intimate parts. Supergirl’s eyes were glazed, the excruciating torment to Supergirl continued for a while until he felt randy again. His fourth orgasm took for what seemed forever. He pounded her for ten minutes before his cock stiffened and spat. He didn’t stop for fear it would wilt, so he kept right on humping, ignoring her groans, knowing he would be shooting dry, but obsessed with the tantalizing sensation at the end of his cock. At last it quivered and his whole body went into spasms. He thought it was one of the most beautiful lays he had ever had. Supergirl had fainted, so he, for the moment sexually fully satisfied, pulled the covers over both of them, held her in his arms and went to sleep.
The Kryptonite Kid had a prostrate problem and needed to get up three times during the night to urinate. When he came back to the bed the first two times, he brutally fucked Supergirl. After his third trip to the bathroom to urinate, the Kryptonite Kid forced Supergirl to give him a blowjob. As humiliating as this was, the brief relief from the green kryptonite ball gag was welcome. This was very difficult for Supergirl as she was extremely weak from all the exposure to green kryptonite, but she managed to get him off again.
NEXT MORNING
When the Kryptonite Kid awoke in the morning, he decided to torment Supergirl so more. He removed her green kryptonite ball gag so she could recover some of her strength. The Kryptonite Kid ordered Supergirl to dress herself. The Kryptonite Kid then raised his arms and hugged Supergirl. His arms glowed with deadly green kryptonite radiations, bringing the princess of power to her knees once more. Supergirl shook her head, dazed.
"Uh, Uh!" Supergirl grunted, falling forward onto her hands.
"Not more green kryptonite again?"
The Kryptonite Kid giggled as he exposed his glowing fist.
One by one, the Kryptonite Kid released one of his fingers from his fist. As each digit rose, Supergirl felt her costume tighten around her, her breath start to become shorter. By the time all five fingers were spread wide, Supergirl was stepping backwards uncertainly, tugging at her cape’s collar, which suddenly felt too tight.
"Why...why are you doing this," Supergirl moaned uneasily.
The Kryptonite Kid turned his palm, a strong green glow emanating from within. Supergirl gasped in pain and swayed on her feet.
"Not so superior now, are we," The Kryptonite Kid purred. He gently took his free hand and pushed Supergirl onto her knees. Supergirl's ass pressed into the heels of her boots, all the strength having left her body.
"Please ... uh .... Please get it .... away," Supergirl gasped.
The Kryptonite Kid slowly, deliberately hunched down on his knees in front of Supergirl. He roughly grabbed the former princess of power by the chin and pulled her within millimeters of his green glowing palm. The green glow reflected in Supergirl’s terrified eyes.
The Kryptonite Kid taunted her. "I know you think you can't handle another minute. But trust me. You've got at least twenty minutes of this right now."
"No, Please", Supergirl begged, tears streaming down her face.
"Twenty minutes to think about how much Intergang is smarter than you”, The Kryptonite Kid said in a barely hushed glee, "Twenty minutes to beg for my mercy, and to admit that I am your superior."
Supergirl choked back a sob. "Please don't...don't do this."
"Please...please...." Supergirl sobbed. “Oh god please stop it, you're killing...killing me," Supergirl begged.
Supergirl howled in pain and grief. "PLEASE LET ME GO! OH GOD I DON'T WANNA DIE PLEASE!"
Supergirl rolled on the floor in agonizing pain. After twenty minutes of intense exposure to green kryptonite radiations, she was weaker than she had ever been. It took another hour for Supergirl to recover a little strength. When she looked up, she was staring at the Kryptonite Kid again.
"Uh.... what...what did I ever do to you to deserve this?", Supergirl stammered.
The Kryptonite Kid straddled the girl of steel and grabbed her hair violently. Supergirl screamed in pain again, much to Kryptonite Kid's satisfaction. The Kryptonite Kid ran his hands along Supergirl's chest, his fingers running a circle around the maid of might's nipples. The Kryptonite Kid's fingers then grabbed Supergirl's green kryptonite collar, taking a firm grip, stripping her costume open again with his other hand, allowing Supergirl's magnificent tits once more to be seen.
"Uh .... No ... Please don’t," Supergirl gasped.
"You're a sexy little toy, aren't you?" the Kryptonite Kid teased.
"No, please Kryptonite Kid stop it," Supergirl begged, the green kryptonite again weakening her severely.
"Uh .... I... I’m... too... weak..."
The Kryptonite Kid reached into his pocket, pulling out a tube of lipstick. Supergirl watched in terror as Kryptonite Kid's slender fingers rolled the side of the lipstick tube. A glowing green substance slowly lifted up.
"What... what is... that?" Supergirl grunted.
"Green kryptonite lipstick, of course," the Kryptonite Kid chuckled. The Kryptonite Kid leaned down, taking the tip of the lipstick and painting a circle around each of Supergirl's nipples.
"Oh, no!" Supergirl screamed, her whole body writhing from the lipstick, rapidly growing weaker again.
Kryptonite Kid pulled the straps of his own leotard down around his waist, exposing his chest. His eyes never leaving Supergirl's, he concentrated and a green glow arose from his own chest and especially his nipples. The Kryptonite Kid leaned forward, his own glowing green kryptonite nipples pressing into Supergirl's, rubbing and bumping together.
Supergirl rolled her head in pain. "Please, Kryptonite Kid...please stop..."
Kryptonite Kid silenced Supergirl's cries with a deep kiss, his tongue pushing into the maid of steel's mouth.
"There you go," the Kryptonite Kid said reassuringly, pulling himself up from Supergirl's battered body.
"You...you'll...kill...me..." Supergirl moaned.
The Kryptonite Kid leaned forward, licking the green kryptonite lipstick from Supergirl's nipples. Supergirl summoned up what was left of her waning strength, pushing the Kryptonite Kid off of her. Supergirl struggled to crawl away. The Kryptonite Kid laughed at the sight. The Kryptonite Kid halted Supergirl's progress by grabbing her skirt.
Supergirl groaned in protest, "No, Please..." but she was unable to defend herself from being totally stripped.
Then the Kryptonite Kid stripped off the rest of his clothes.
Supergirl was naked in the middle of the floor. The naked Kryptonite Kid smacked Supergirl on her ass hard.
"Come on, Supergirl," the Kryptonite Kid teased. "I'll make you a deal."
Supergirl struggled to wipe the tears away from her cheeks.
"If you kiss me for twenty whole minutes on the bed," the Kryptonite Kid said, "I'll let you go."
Supergirl sobbed, never having felt so weak and helpless.
“You’ll let.... me free?"
"Sure," the Kryptonite Kid said.
"Promise?" Supergirl asked pitifully.
"Would I lie to you?" the Kryptonite Kid teased.
Supergirl struggled and pulled herself to her feet, and leaned on the bed. The Kryptonite Kid lowered himself to one knee on the bed, pulling his lips down a few inches from Supergirl.
Supergirl stared at her tormentor in the eyes, then leaned forward and pressed her lips into the Kryptonite Kid's. The Kryptonite Kid smiled underneath the kiss, taking Supergirl's body in his arms. The Kryptonite Kid slowly lowered himself to his back, letting Supergirl's weakened body drape down on top of him. He inserted his cock into her pussy as their tongues played together. Supergirl winced in unimaginable pain as both her tits were pressed into the Kryptonite Kid's glowing green kryptonite chest and his deadly cock was deep inside her tender pussy.
"TWO MINUTES!" Kryptonite Kid counted.
"Oh my," Kryptonite Kid moaned in erotic pleasure as he fondled her body, enjoying every touch.
"FOUR MINUTES!"
"Uh," Supergirl protested, but as her tongue was intertwined with Kryptonite Kid's, couldn’t say much.
"SIX MINUTES!"
Supergirl was breathing heavily, her chest heaving, the Kryptonite Kid's seductive, sexy body thrusting underneath her own.
"EIGHT MINUTES!"
"Help...help me..." Supergirl moaned, her tits pushing into Kryptonite Kid's deadly glowing green kryptonite chest.
"TEN MINUTES!"
"Please..." Supergirl begged, not knowing if she could survive the excruciating pain in her tits and pussy.
"TWELVE MINUTES!"
Supergirl's head rested on Kryptonite Kid's shoulder, completely controlled by her foe.
"FOURTEEN MINUTES!"
Supergirl moaned. The Kryptonite Kid’s entire body was now glowing with deadly green kryptonite radiation from his erotic pleasure.
"SIXTEEN MINUTES!"
Supergirl’s strength was fading. She wasn't sure she could last twenty minutes with her whole body pressing into the green death. As the Kryptonite Kid rammed, in and out, in and out, of Supergirl’s violated body, Supergirl’s moans grew louder. The Kryptonite Kid was enjoying a most beautiful climax at this point. He shuddered and shot his seed into Supergirl’s pussy.
"EIGHTEEN MINUTES!"
"Supergirl, I have a little secret for you," the Kryptonite Kid whispered, “I lied, I not going to let you free, unless you can leave under your own power in the next two minutes.”
Supergirl's eyes snapped open in shock.
"TWENTY MINUTES!”
Supergirl stared at Kryptonite Kid in horror, unable to lift herself off of the Kryptonite Kid, her limp body still pressed into the Kryptonite Kid's glowing green kryptonite chest.
"Uh, Uh ..." Supergirl gasped.
After two more minutes, the Kryptonite Kid slowly rolled Supergirl off of his body. Supergirl winced, crying, as her back hit the bed.
"And you just did this for nothing," the Kryptonite Kid finished, his lips curling into a seductive grin.
The Kryptonite Kid straddled Supergirl's tummy, stroking her tits.
"Kryptonite Kid..." Supergirl moaned, her fading eyes staring up at her foe. "Why..."
"Why?" the Kryptonite Kid repeated. "Because I can."
The Kryptonite Kid leaned forward, pressing his glowing green kryptonite chest into Supergirl's tits again. Supergirl sobbed, her tits being crushed underneath Kryptonite Kid's seductive form.
"So, so weak..." Supergirl moaned. "Please...can't...can't get up..."
The Kryptonite Kid ran the green kryptonite lipstick along Supergirl’s lips, staring at Supergirl as he did so. "Bye bye, Supergirl," the Kryptonite Kid whispered.
"No." Supergirl begged. "I don't...don't want to die..."
The Kryptonite Kid leaned down, pressing his lips onto Supergirl's again, sucking and biting her lip. The Kryptonite Kid’s erect cock now glowed again from the renewed lust. Slowly he fucked her once more. Supergirl's body weakly struggled beneath the Kryptonite Kid's; the last bits of strength leaving her body, Supergirl faded into unconsciousness as the Kryptonite Kid climaxed for the last time.
THE END