The gorgeous heroine known as Ms. Marvelous went limp in the arms of her relentless attacker. Prince Lomac held her slender body suspended off the ground and pressed her tightly against his chest. His hands clutched her butt-cheeks. His fingers probed her crack. His lips and tongue toyed with her right nipple.
“Can’t take it…” the heroine moaned. “Can’t resist…”
Her powerful body was vulnerable to sensual stimulation. Despite her hatred of the Prince, she was highly attracted to him. She could feel the stiff shaft of his enormous cock between her legs and pressing against her womanhood. It was more than a distraction. It was debilitating. “I have you now!” Lomac exclaimed between sucks on her tit.
“No!” the heroine suddenly shouted out. “I will not be beaten!”
The courageous blonde summoned her incredible strength and somehow pushed the man away. She dropped back to the floor and took a deep breath. She tried desperately to control the feelings of desire washing over her body. She tried desperately not to look at Lomac’s huge cock. She needed to attack, she decided. She needed to defeat the Prince before he, and her inner demons, could defeat her.
The two combatants exchanged a furious series of strikes and counterstrikes. Prince Lomac was an amazing warrior but he could not match the strength of the young super-fem. Finally, her right fist crashed off of his jaw. A second blow snapped his head back. A perfectly executed roundhouse kick sent him crashing backward into a block of solid marble. His head slammed into the heavy stone. He slumped slowly to the floor.
Ms. Marvelous was pleased to see that her opponent did not rise. Battling the man as his huge cock flopped around in front of him was more distracting than she cared to admit. But now, with Prince Lomac seemingly out of the way, she could go after the boss.
“Don Refrain,” she shouted while spinning around, “I am coming for you!”
The blonde super-fem strode confidently toward the criminal mastermind that she so despised. But across the room, the other half of the M-Girls was caught up in her own furious battle. The mutant criminal known as Heatwave was putting up a good fight. Though not as agile or physically strong as the Elle, the adopted daughter of Don Refrain did not require a totem to channel her mutant powers. And indeed, since she was no longer in the presence of her father’s weapons, Heatwave could unleash her incredible abilities whenever and however she saw fit.
“Burn super-wench!”
Elle cried out as the air around her lithe figure was suddenly heated to the boiling point. If not for the advanced and protective cloth of her Tekskin costume, the young heroine might have been burned to a crisp. Even as it was, she knew that she could not survive such an encounter for long. The exposed skin on her shoulders and thighs was beginning to blister. The skin on her face was being singed red. Worse than all this, though, was the thought that her wonderful mane of hair was drying out!
“Curse you for giving me split-ends!” the fashion model turned heroine exclaimed. “I will make you pay for ruining my hair!”
Elle leapt high into the air and performed forward half twist. She landed behind her surprised foe and drove a chop down onto her right shoulder. Heatwave groaned in pain and dropped to a knee. A blow to the back of the neck sent the lesbian dominatrix crashing onto the floor.
“That should have finished her!” Elle said while leaning over her motionless foe. “I will just make sure and then--”
Nev Refrain’s mutant physiology made her tougher than normal humans. With a shriek of anger, she rolled onto her back and snapped a long leg into the air. The unexpected strike caught the surprised M-Girl on the side of the head and sent her tumbling across the ground. Both women, now worse for wear, struggled slowly to their feet.
“Nice kick,” Elle said while rubbing her aching ear. “I did not know that you were such a good fighter.”
“Hang around with Lomac long enough and you learn a few things,” the blue-skinned female replied. “But sometimes it is better to use raw power!”
Elle watched as her opponent raised her hands in preparation for a second blast of heat. She rolled to the side just in time to avoid the fearsome attack. A third blast came at her and again the agile heroine dodged to the side.
“You will have to do better than that!” she said while avoiding a fourth blast.
Her opponent snarled in disgust and prepared to release her awesome power yet again. The air in the studio was already getting dreadfully warm, Elle noted. A few more blasts, even if they missed, might cause the rolls of canvas and cans of paint to explode into flames.
“Your father will not be pleased if you burn down his studio!”
“Your death will appease his anger,” the mutant replied.
Elle dodged to her right as the woman let go with another blast. This time, though, she unexpectedly caught the wave of heat directly in the chest. The beautiful brunette crumpled to the ground like a wilted flower as her tremendous body was slowly cooked in its own juices. Sweat evaporated from her smoldering skin faster than her body could produce it. Fatigue seemed to overtake her will to fight.
“Did you think that I would not learn to anticipate your movements?” Heatwave said while finally pulling back her hands in order to conserve her remaining power. “I expected that you would dodge one way or the other and that by simply guessing I would have a fifty percent chance of scoring a direct hit.”
“Not bad,” Elle had to admit as she struggled wearily to her feet. “But the fight is not over yet. I can sense that your energy reserves are getting low. You probably do not have more than one or two blasts left in you.”
“And your physical strength is nearly depleted, as well,” Nev observed. “I wonder which of us shall be able to outlast the other?”
Elle’s stomach growled, reminding her of the long stay she had endured in Mr. Zig’s dungeon. “If not for the fact that I have not eaten since yesterday, I would have already beaten you!” “Your excuses do not matter to me, M-Girl. But speaking of food, I fondly remember the taste of your sweet pussy. I would very much like to dine on it again!”
The beautiful brunette’s cheeks burned with a fiery blush. “How dare you! I promise to make you regret violating me, you lesbian bitch!”
The two women joined the battle again, trading a furious exchange of punches and kicks. It soon became clear, though, that Elle was the superior fighter. With a final, ferocious attack, she drove her mutant foe down onto the floor.
“I have you now!” the triumphant M-Girl said while preparing to deliver the finishing blow. “Get ready to take a nice nap!”
“Wait!” Nev said from a kneeling position in front of Elle. “I surrender!”
Surprised by her opponent’s willingness to give up, Elle hesitated before striking. “Really? You surrender?”
“No, not really!” Nev said while reaching upward with her hands. “Take this you naïve young fool!”
Elle gasped as her opponent’s hands clamped down on her breasts and a surge of heat blasted into their round forms. In an instant, all of the sensations caused by Griffon and Mikey seemed to explode once again over her slender figure. Her super-model like face looked up toward the ceiling and let loose with a silent scream of erotic agony. Her arms fell limply to her sides. Her legs went weak. She stood there, wobbling from side to side, helpless to stop the heat pulsating into her already engorged breasts. Finally, unable even to remain standing, the gorgeous heroine slumped forward onto her relentless foe and surrendered to the overpowering sensations washing across her amazing body.
Without breaking her grip on the girl’s breasts, Nev slowly lowered the defenseless heroine onto the ground. The victorious dominatrix remained on her knees, kneeling beside the helpless girl, and pumped the last of her mutant energy into her foe’s swollen tits.
“Now I have you,” she said with a sinister smile. “You are helpless and beaten!”
Elle moaned loudly as her body succumbed to an overwhelming set of erotic sensations. She could not blame her demise on a vampire’s kiss this time, she knew. She could not blame her failure on
temporary paralysis. No, this time she was simply too tired and sexually over-stimulated to resist. Her body, having already endured one mind-blowing orgasm, was exhausted. Her will to go on was depleted. She could not do this any longer, she knew. She could not resist the primitive reactions of her body or the sexual domination of her mind.
“No…” she pleaded weakly while making one last, futile effort to break Nev’s hold on her burning tits. “I cannot… go on…”
Elle’s voice trailed off and her hands fell to the floor next to her shoulders. She did not fight as her sadistic foe tore the costume from her athletic body. She did not complain as the lesbian gripped her knees and spread her thighs. She did not resist as the dominatrix produced an eight-inch long strap on dildo and inserted it into her aching hole. She did not protest as the vile device slowly penetrated deep inside her wet pussy.
The beautiful brunette’s head rolled onto its side. She forced her heavy eyelids to open. She gazed toward the far end of the studio, toward the spot where Don Refrain and her blonde counterpart were facing off with one another.
“Hope… Jody… is doing better…” she mumbled. “Hope… rescue… me…”
Elle’s voice trailed off and her eyes closed. Her lesbian attacker was fucking her hard, now, driving the rubber strap-on deep inside her tortured box time after time. But across the room, her blonde partner was oblivious to the young heroine’s perilous condition. Instead, the wide blue eyes of the angelic champion of justice were still firmly focused on Don Refrain.
“It is time for you to go to jail,” the blonde beauty said while approaching her quarry. “I strongly suggest that you make this as easy as possible.”
The obese crime boss glanced over his shoulder as if expecting to see someone behind him. “Where is that fool bodyguard, Gravestone, when I need him? Where is Griffon? Where is Mikey? What do I pay these idiots for?”
“Your gang of thugs has been dismantled,” Ms. Marvelous replied. With a confident smile on her face, the young super-fem reached out with her left hand and grabbed her greatest enemy by his arm. Don Refrain’s eyes opened wide. His normally expressionless features contorted into a twisted mixture of disgust and fear. His face turned red. His breathing became rapid. Cold sweat beaded his skin. “How dare you touch me!” he screamed in a panicked rage. “Nobody touches me!” The crime boss stabbed the brass handle of his walking stick into the slender heroine’s ribs. His thumb pressed a hidden button on the shaft. In an instant, an overwhelming surge of electrical current flowed out of the cane and into the beautiful girl.
“Aaaaarrrrrggggghhhh!” Ms. Marvelous screamed while collapsing to her knees. “What have you done to me?”
Don Refrain smiled wickedly. “My cane may be simple in appearance but it is deadly in design. Be thankful for you super-powers, Ms. Marvelous—A normal human would be dead, now.” The underworld kingpin jabbed his cane into the center of the beautiful heroine’s chest. Her hands grasped weakly at the shaft in a failed attempt to push it away. Strands of her long blonde hair stood out from her scalp as her magnificent body absorbed a second, terrible blast of electricity. She fell to the floor and writhed in agony as the deadly current flowed from one end of her slender figure to the other.
Prince Lomac, back on his feet, approached the fallen super-fem. “Allow me to finish her off for you, Boss,” he suggested. “I’ll make sure that the super-bitch never touches you again.” Don Refrain pulled the cane away from the defenseless girl. He gained control of his emotions. The panic caused by his phobia of human contact was quickly replaced by the joy of seeing the beautiful blonde lying helpless at his feet.
“Yes,” he replied to his lieutenant, “I will leave her to you. But make her die slowly. Fuck her long and hard!”
Jody rolled onto her stomach and tried to crawl away. The tips of her fingers clawed at the smooth floor. Every nerve ending in her body tingled. It was difficult to control her limbs. She was suddenly aware of Prince Lomac’s presence, kneeling beside her. She felt him grab her ankles and force her feet off the ground. He bent her long legs at the knees and crossed her ankles. Pushing down on the toes of her right foot with his left hand, he forced her feet down toward her ass and held them secure.
“Let go of me!” the gorgeous blonde demanded.
Jody grimaced as her foe’s free hand grabbed the fabric of her costume. He was a strong man and easily tore the usually durable cloth. The feeling of the warm air suddenly caressing her bare ass made the young heroine whimper in humiliation.
“How dare you!”
Lomac produced a heart-shaped rubber knob from his pocket. “This butt-plug should take the fight out of you. I began carrying this little sex-toy after our first battle, when I became aware of your weakness to sensual stimulation. I continued to carry it even after your presumed demise, just on the off chance that I my get to use it on Elle Mental or some other impertinent super-heroine. To be honest, though, I am glad that you are not dead. I have dreamed about using my toys on your fabulous body!”
“No!” Jody screamed as the tip of the plug was driven into her crack and pressed against her puckered hole. She tried to crawl away as it penetrated inside of her. She tried to escape as it stretched her anus and slipped deeper inside. But her feet were pinned. Her knees were spread and her thighs held apart. To her dismay, the heart-shaped plug quickly completed its journey and slid into place. Her pink opening closed around the narrow neck of the plug and locked it in place. She groaned in misery as feelings of pain were quickly replaced with unwanted sensations of erotic pleasure.
The beautiful blonde’s chiseled arms wrapped helplessly over her head as the man climbed on top of her plump ass and straddled her slender waist with his thick thighs. Waves of golden hair hid her face from view as he tore away yet more of her costume and slapped his monstrous cock down on top of her bare back. He slid the heavy shaft into the crease of her spine. He stroked the small of her back with his hot spike. He enjoyed the feeling of being on top of her.
“No!” Jody whimpered while trying to control her embarrassment. “This cannot be happening!” Prince Lomac guided the movements of his large cock with his right hand. His left arm was behind his back, still restraining the girl’s feet. The weight of his heavily muscled body pinned her to the ground. His rigid man-saber drew slowly back and forth over the heroine’s flushed skin. He pressed down on the thick shaft and thrust his pelvis back and forth. A broad smile on his face indicated that he was in heaven. His increasingly aroused cock was nearly swollen to its maximum size.
“Your skin is like velvet,” he said from above the defenseless girl. “A few more minutes of this and I could spray your beautiful back with wads of my hot semen.”
Jody’s perfect breasts were mashed into the cool surface of the floor. She tried in vain to free her feet for a possible escape attempt. She rose up on her elbows and tried to squirm away. It was a mistake—Her devious attacker wrapped his right hand around the front of her neck and pulled back on her chin. The gorgeous heroine groaned as her body was arched like a bow. She was helpless to break the hold. With the weight of her attacker pinning her hips to the ground, she was completely incapable of crawling out from beneath him.
The blonde beauty’s hands pulled desperately at the fingers wrapped under her chin. Though she realized that escape was nearly impossible, she continued to fight with all of her warrior’s spirit. The pain stabbing through her spine drove her to the point of desperation. The knowledge that this was the battle—the battle against Don Refrain—that would determine the fate of Megapolis made her struggle with every last bit of her fading strength.
“Too many people… counting on me!” she groaned. “Can’t… give up!”
Ms. Marvelous could feel the hot shaft of her opponent’s cock pressing against the bare skin of her arched back. The knowledge that it was there-- that it was completely rigid and swollen and that she was helpless to prevent it from stroking her soft flesh—made her begin to fantasize of a more complete and thorough defeat at the hands of the Prince. She remembered how he had raped her on the pier. She remembered how he had inserted a string of beads into her anus and then slowly extracted them, one by one. She remembered how he had pushed a dildo deep into her wet pussy at the Apple Hill estate. She remembered how he had stroked her breasts and sucked on her nipples. She remembered how he had—
“Stop it!” she groaned silently. “The fact that I have been raped by this man makes me vulnerable to him. But I must remember that he is my enemy! I must not surrender to the sexual imagery filling my mind!”
In the end, though, the young heroine knew that it probably would not matter. Whether she gave in to the temptations of the Sartak or was somehow successful in resisting them, she would probably
still be defeated. Lomac continued to pull back on her chin, arching her back and lifting her upper body off of the surface of the floor. Her spine was screaming in pain. Her arms and legs were growing numb. The sound of her heart, beating rapidly, echoed through her skull. The feeling of the butt-plug buried in her ass was making her weak.
The beautiful blonde’s hands slowly fell away from her attacker’s fingers. They fell back to the floor and lay there, limply, in front of her. Her wide blue eyes began to close.
“No…” the girl moaned as Prince Lomac pulled back even harder on her chin. “Can’t… take it…” But the young heroine’s peril was only just beginning. Releasing the girl’s feet from his left hand, Lomac quickly reached under her arm and grabbed onto her breast. His right hand let go of her chin and did the same. In an instant, the merciless Warlord of Riberia had both arms wrapped around the heroine’s slender figure and was squeezing two large handfuls of soft woman-flesh. Jody groaned loudly as her relentless attacker pulled back on her chest until her torso was vertical with the floor. Her perfect breasts were squashed into her body. Soft flesh nearly overflowed from between her foe’s powerful fingers. Her spine was throbbing in pain. It was difficult even to breath. Worse, the blonde beauty could feel the tingling fingers of erotic arousal tightening their grip on her athletic body. The feeling of her opponent’s red-hot cock stabbing into her back was now more than a distraction. The feeling of his scrotum pressing against her bare flesh was impossible to ignore. Indeed, it was becoming difficult for the defenseless super-fem to think of anything else, lest it be the large hands mashing down her aching breasts.
Jody’s head slumped forward. Her arms dangled limply at her sides. Her hands dipped toward the floor near her stomach. The tips of her fingers hung loosely above the hard surface. Her impossibly long legs straightened behind her and lay lifelessly on the ground.
“She is almost finished,” Lomac stated while looking up at his boss.
“Yes,” Refrain agreed while approaching closer. “Now, fuck her until she begs for mercy.” The Warlord of Riberia seemed eager to comply. “As you wish!”
Ms. Marvelous collapsed face first to the hard floor as her attacker released the submission hold. He dismounted her body and kneeled beside her. His left hand pressed down on the small of her back, pinning her to the floor. His right hand slid between her thighs.
Jody moaned loudly as the man’s fingers made skin-to-skin contact with her nether lips. He parted her slit and gently stroked her most private area. He caressed the sensitive folds of soft flesh, drawing his fingers up and down across the full length of her opening. In seconds, he had her amazing body quivering with unwanted sexual arousal.
“Stop…” Jody moaned helplessly. “You cannot… do this to me…”
The blonde beauty’s right leg instinctively bent at an outward angle from her body, parting her powerful thighs and slightly raising her hips off of the ground. Her flat abdominal muscles lay flat against the floor. Her large breasts pressed tightly against the cool tiles. Long strands of golden hair hid her face from view. Her arms lay limply at shoulder level. Her hands no longer clawed at the floor in an attempt to escape. The only signs of life coming from the defeated super-heroine were the soft but frequent moans escaping between her parted lips.
“You are mine, now,” Prince Lomac declared while looking down hungrily on the young super fem. “I will use your weakness to sex to destroy you. You will not return from the grave this time!” Jody tried desperately to control the almost overpowering sensations washing over her body. The fingers stroking her sensitive nether lips were driving her crazy. Her clit was beginning to swell. Her pussy was getting wet. The angelic beauty knew that she needed to do something quickly or it might be too late.
She thought of all the people counting on her. She thought of Elle and Joel Reiner. She thought of the innocent people of Megapolis. What would they do if she lost this battle? How would they cope if Don Refrain were allowed to have free reign across the city? How would they survive if his evil were allowed to go unchecked?
She thought of Solar Flare and the red and black costume hanging on the wall of the studio. Flare had been murdered and the costume stripped from her body. She had been raped, fucked to death and then dumped without ceremony into the polluted waters of the river. It had been Lomac that had finished her off, Jody knew. Lomac had killed Solar Flare.
“She deserved so much better than that,” the young heroine groaned.
“What’s that?” Lomac asked from above. “What did you say?”
Jody forced her mind to focus. She gathered the remaining strength from her magnificent body. Her slender figure tensed. Her hands positioned themselves atop the floor.
“I have to do it now,” she thought while lifting her head up. “I have to--”
The beautiful blonde moaned loudly as her attacker’s thumb pressed down on the top of the butt-plug. He jostled it inside her aching hole with quick side-to-side movements. Waves of erotic sensations cascaded over her over-sexed body. Her head collapsed back to the floor. Her arms went limp. Thoughts of escape, of fighting back and winning, vanished from her mind. Sexual imagery dominated her and captured her soul. Visions of being raped, of being physically ravished and plundered, nearly destroyed her will to resist.
“Please…” the heroine begged. “No more…”
A powerful orgasm gained life within her loins. She could feel it growing stronger, feeding on the erotic sensations that her fabulous body was being forced to endure. With each stroke across her womanhood, the orgasm gained power. With each movement of the butt-plug in her anus, the impending climax became more insistent.
“Do not make her come too quickly,” Refrain suggested from behind. “I want her to suffer. I want her to die slowly.”
“As you wish,” Prince Lomac agreed.
Ms. Marvelous sighed in relief as the talented fingers of her foe pulled back from her burning nether lips. But her respite was short lived. A strong hand grasped her left arm. Another slid beneath her left thigh. Her slender body was rolled onto its back. Her legs were spread wide. More of her tattered costume was forcefully ripped from her lithe figure. But for the fabric covering her arms and legs, she was now naked. Her bare breasts jutted up into the air like fleshy domes. Overhead lighting glistened off of her lightly tanned skin. Her eyes, reflecting the dazed condition of her mind, stared through half-closed lids toward the ceiling high above.
The virtuous heroine was dimly aware that her foe was once again kneeling beside her. He took her right hand in his. He extended her lifeless fingers and stretched her arm down toward her crotch. “What are… you doing?” Jody asked weakly. “I will not… allow--”
The blonde beauty gasped as her own fingers were forced to rub across her sensitive clitoris. The response of her amazing body was as immediate as it was dramatic. Her back arched, rising off of the floor and thrusting her large boobs high into the air. Her mouth opened wide as if to release a silent scream. Her long legs tensed, the knees bending and lifting off of the ground. Her toes curled. For several seconds, the lithe heroine writhed on the floor in utter agony.
“Noooooo!” Ms. Marvelous moaned as her own fingers were forced to do the dirty work. “It cannot end like this!”
All at once, the magnificent body of defenseless heroine collapsed back to the floor. She lay there in a helpless daze as her hand, manipulated by the merciless man kneeling next to her, rubbed time after time across her swollen clit.
Thoughts of sexual domination filled the heroine’s mind. Encouraged by the Sartak, the inherent weakness to sensual stimulation that plagued all female members of the Agent-X Program, the thoughts grew into vivid images of her subjugation and destruction. Thoughts of Prince Lomac ramming his massive cock into her wet hole and forcing her to climax, time after time, devastated her will to resist. The idea of him replacing the butt-plug in her ass with an enormous dildo demolished her desire to fight on. And as the orgasm—the real orgasm—growing in the depths of her moist pussy came ever closer to its ultimate fruition, the great heroine known as Ms. Marvelous knew that she was at the end. “I am… defeated…” she sighed.
The orgasm crashed across Jody’s body like an earthquake, rattling her world from one pole to the next and leaving her little more than a weak, albeit incredibly beautiful, sex-kitten. A small puddle of her own love-juices formed on the floor beneath her sopping wet pussy. Through half-closed eyes, the defeated heroine stared up at the two men standing above her limp, outstretched body. “Couldn’t you have made it last a bit longer?” Refrain asked while licking his lips hungrily.
“Do not worry, Don,” the Prince replied. “I think that this fiery hellcat has several more orgasms left in her. And now that her powers are gone, I think we can take our time and abuse her for as long as we want.”
The crime lord was clearly pleased. “Good! In that case, grab her by the hair and drag her gorgeous body into the middle of the studio. We have two other uninvited beauties, after all, and we want everyone to get equal treatment!”
Jody was too weak to resist as the Warlord of Riberia pulled her across the tiled floor of the large room. He dropped her next to Elle Mental. The fabulous blonde turned her head to the left and sighed heavily. Her beautiful friend had fared no better in the battle—Elle’s lithe body was slack. Her arms lay lifelessly at her side. Her face was mask of anguish. Sweat covered her naked skin. Her legs were bent at the knees and spread wide. Nev Refrain was fucking her furiously with a strap-on dildo.
“You… lesbian bitch…” Ms. Marvelous mumbled while looking up at the blue-skinned dominatrix. “What’s that?” Nev replied without stopping the thrusting movements of her pelvis. “Do you want some of this?”
“The blonde is mine,” Prince Lomac answered while spreading Jody’s legs and kneeling between her thighs.
The beautiful blonde turned her head to the right and saw that Oni Kamaha was also getting screwed over. The Vampire Queen was helpless to resist the robot raping her. Her petite but voluptuous body writhed on the floor in utter torment. Her legs were wrapped around Jack Hill’s waist but no amount of pressure applied by her powerful thighs could dissuade the machine from its task. Its mechanical cock was inserted fully into the vampire’s pussy and vibrating at a frightening rate. Its hands were locked on the dark-haired beauty’s shoulders, pinning them to the ground. Oni’s face was contorted into a beastly mask. Her mouth was wide open. Her long fangs slashed at the air above her face. Her eyes burned with a bright red fire.
“Your turn,” Lomac said while leaning over Jody’s svelte figure.
The beautiful blonde gasped as her foe’s cock entered her hole. The head of the stiff shaft was huge—It pressed inside her love hole and penetrated into her wet pussy. Her mouth opened wide and she moaned long and loud as the irresistible man-saber drove two inches inside and then three. Her attacker paused, enjoying the sensations that her warm snatch was giving him, then drove his huge rod in another two inches.
Jody’s knees rose high into the air. Her inner thighs hugged the hips of the man screwing her. His monster cock penetrated her sensitive hole another inch. He was now six inches into her, but the virtuous heroine knew from experience that more was yet to come. Lomac had raped her before—He was absolutely huge both in terms of length and girth. As his massive cock drove another inch into her sopping pussy, the young heroine was not sure that she would be able to take in the entirety of his manhood. But her attacker seemed intent on proving otherwise. Another inch was gained and then another.
“Can’t… take it…” she moaned in excruciating but blissful agony.
Lomac strained to bury the last of his enormous shaft inside the heroine’s tight hole. Finally, the girl’s vaginal muscles relaxed and his huge cock slipped into her well-lubricated pussy to the hilt. His scrotum slapped against the top of the butt-plug that still filled her ass. He paused, enjoying the perfect fit of her amazing love-hole.
“Oh, yeah,” he said in joy. “That’s good.”
Jody’s eyes rolled into the backs of their sockets. The sensations crashing over her athletic figure were more than she could endure. Her pussy was packed to overflowing. Her anus was plugged with a large knob of rubber. Her arms lay limply at her sides. Her legs were spread wide. Her naked breasts heaved up and down as she struggled for breath.
The heroine sighed as her attacker began to slowly withdraw his huge cock from her overly stretched hole. “Perhaps the fit is too tight for him,” she hoped. “Perhaps he is going to have mercy on me and--”
Ms. Marvelous’s eyes opened wide as her brutish attacker suddenly thrust his man-saber back inside her aching pussy. Her body shook as he once again slammed it in to the hilt. Her breasts jiggled
atop her chest as he thrust it in a second time. The pace of his movements quickened. In and out. In and out. Slam. Bam. Slam. Bam.
Jody whimpered as the furious assault continued. He was fucking her fiercely, now, giving her everything he had with each new thrust. Her body felt as if it was on fire. Every nerve ending tingled with sexual arousal. Waves of erotic feelings washed across her slender figure. Visions of sexual domination destroyed her will to resist.
Jody looked to her left in desperation. But if she hoped to find help from Elle, she was sorely disappointed. Her brunette friend, still being fucked by Nev Refrain, was on the verge of experiencing her own mind-numbing orgasm and seemed oblivious to everything that was happening around her.
Jody looked to her right. Oni’s condition had not changed. Though the Dark Mistress seemed to still have some strength, she was completely at the mercy of her robotic foe.
“Oh, god!” Ms. Marvelous whimpered from the depths of her own erotic misery. “Is this really the end? Is this the end of the M-Girls?”
Don Refrain stood above the captive women and smiled. He looked down on them, enjoying the sight of three beautiful women lying side by side and being fucked in the missionary position. “How excellent!” he thought. “How truly extraordinary!”
The obese crime lord moved closer. Although he was enjoying tremendously the destruction of all three women, he especially wanted to see the demise of Ms. Marvelous. She had been a thorn in his side for a long time. He wanted to see her suffer. And even more, he wanted her to know that it was he, the great Don Refrain, that had destroyed her. He wanted his face to be the last thing that she ever saw.
“You are not so cocky now, are you?” he asked while standing next to her fallen form. “At last, the great champion of justice has been proven to be nothing more than an over-sexed little whore.” Ms. Marvelous forced her eyes to look up and focus on the figure standing above her. Slowly, the image of his enormous body burned through the fog of sexual imagery clutching at her mind. His pressed silk suit was perfectly white and perfectly tailored. The only flaw in his attire was a crease above his left elbow that had been caused when Jody had grabbed him.
“You… don’t like…” she mumbled weakly.
“What’s that?” the crime boss replied I surprise. “Are you trying to talk? Some last words, perhaps?”
Ms. Marvelous tried to deal with the sensations taking over her once-powerful body. Prince Lomac was ramming her hard, driving his huge cock in and out of her burning hole time after time. A second climax was coming closer to fruition. It would not be long…
“You… don’t like to be… touched…”
Refrain leaned over in an effort to hear what the beautiful heroine was trying to say. “What was that? I did not hear--”
Jody forced her left hand to rise off of the ground. With the last of her strength, she grabbed onto the kingpin’s ankle. Her fingers wrapped around it weakly. She was beyond the point of causing him any pain. He could break her grip easily, if he wanted. But the desperate heroine knew that the crime boss was a prisoner to his phobia of human contact. He would react the only way he knew how. He would react as he had done before.
“How dare you touch me!” Refrain shouted in a rage.
The boss man thrust the brass handle of his cane down into the girl’s shoulder. His thumb pressed the hidden button on the shaft. A fearsome discharge of electrical current surged into her genetically enhanced body.
Ms. Marvelous screamed in agony as thousands of volts ripped across her lithe figure. But she was not the only one suffering. Above her, Prince Lomac screamed, as well. His body went rigid. His short cut hair stood out from his scalp. His eyelids clamped shut as he tried to deal with the pain. His muscles convulsed and spasmed.
The beautiful blonde willed herself to remain conscious. In a way, the searing pain of the electricity was a relief as it chased away the sexual images that had previously dominated her mind and as it drove back the erotic sensations that had brought her amazing body to the point of a second orgasm. She forced her right hand to reach outward. Her fingers made contact with the robotic nightmare
straddling Oni Kamaha. Jody was a computer analyst by trade—She knew the devastating impact that electricity could have on high-tech components.
Blue and orange arcs of energy cascaded up Jack Hill’s arm. Sparks exploded from his titanium chest. Internal memory chips were instantly scrambled. His central processing unit began to sizzle. The robot knew that its only chance for survival was an immediate and total system shutdown.
The Vampire Queen thrust the now inanimate body of her attacker off of her petite figure. In a furious rage, she quickly rose to her feet. She shook off the effects of the electrical current and leapt toward Don Refrain. Her claws were like sharp razors as she slashed at his chest. The silk suit was shredded. The fabric of his shirt was torn away. Deep cuts appeared on the crime lord’s hairy chest.
“Get away from me, beast!” the underworld kingpin commanded. “I will not be the victim of a blood sucking monster!”
Seeing the danger, Nev Refrain quickly stood from between Elle’s long legs and tried to come to the defense of her adoptive father. The strap-on dildo dangled ludicrously from her waist. She raised her hands and prepared to discharge a blast of her mutant power.
“My heat attack nearly destroyed you before!” she said to the nearby Vampire Queen. “This time, I will not stop until you are burnt to a crisp!”
The Dark Mistress spun to face the new threat. Well she remembered the debilitating pain caused by Nev’s power. “Never! I will suffer your insolence no longer!”
At a wave of the Vampire Queen’s hand, a magical force sliced through the air and slammed into Nev’s chest. The mutant dominatrix was propelled backward and flung hard into a nearby sculpture. Her head made a dull thumping noise as it crashed into the floor. She tried to rise, then collapsed into an unconscious heap.
“Now for you!” Oni snarled while spinning back to face Refrain.
“Fool!” the crime boss replied. “Do you think that your undead powers make you invulnerable to my cane?”
The brass handle of the walking stick jabbed into Oni’s chest. Before she could react, a powerful surge of electricity ripped through her athletic figure. The Vampire Queen screamed in agony and dropped to her knees. Her relentless attacker drove her to the floor and fried her voluptuous body with the last of his weapon’s energy.
“That should keep you down until I can find a stake to drive into your heart!” the crime boss hissed while standing above the defeated demoness. “Or perhaps I will simply cut off your head? Either way, your blood-sucking days are at an end!”
At the center of the room, Jody pushed the heavy body of Prince Lomac off of her aching chest. She slowly rose to her knees and looked down on his unconscious form. “I guess that was an electrifying fuck, huh Lomac?”
She struggled to her feet and glanced at the carnage that surrounded her. “It is just you and me, now,” she said to the huge man standing just a few feet away.
Don Refrain snickered. He removed the torn remnants of his suit jacket and shirt. His broad chest was bloody but emanated strength. Heavy muscles rippled beneath a surface layer of fat. “You no longer have your super-powers, Ms. Marvelous. I think that I can handle you. Yes, in fact, I think that you are very much over matched!”
“I may not have my powers, Refrain, but your walking stick is out of energy.”
The crime boss tossed the cane away. “I do not need it. Look at you! You are so weak that you can barely stand!”
Ms. Marvelous tried to exude a look of confidence. She tried to forget that her incredible body was almost naked. But she knew that the man was right—Not only had the Sartak stolen her powers, it had left her even weaker than a normal woman. Her arms felt numb, as if apart from her body. Her legs and feet moved clumsily. She felt intoxicated and in a very real way she was. She was drunk with erotic sensations.
“I have to do this!” she said while summoning her remaining strength. “I have to win!” The beautiful super-fem leapt forward and fired a thrust kick at the big man. The attack failed miserably. Jody nearly toppled over from exhaustion.
“Ha!” Refrain shouted. “It is as I thought! You are defenseless!”
A vicious backhanded swipe sent the lithe figure of the heroine tumbling to the floor. She got to her knees just in time to catch a kick to the chest. She somersaulted backwards and crashed into the base of a table. Bravely, she got to her feet, but a blow to the stomach doubled her slender figure over and she collapsed onto the hard ground.
“Pathetic!” the crime boss said while lifting the girl up by her hair.
A strike to the face sent Jody flying backward across the room. She landed on top of the broken remains of the entry door.
“It is hard to believe that you are the same woman that snapped that door off its hinges with a single kick,” the man said while standing over her. “I guess I have Lomac to thank for that—By bringing you to your climax, he made you as weak and helpless as a kitten.”
The beautiful blonde rolled over onto her hands and knees. She half-crawled, half-stumbled to the studio entryway. Pulling herself up onto wobbly feet, she barely raised her hands in time to partially deflect an incoming punch from her relentless foe.
“I will never… surrender…” she said while falling back into the hallway.
The crime boss laughed. “I am not asking you to surrender, bitch. I just want you to die!” A second punch knocked the beautiful heroine farther down the passage. Once more, she struggled to her feet. She turned her back on the kingpin and took several shaky steps toward the door to the atrium.
“Is the great Ms. Marvelous running away?” Refrain asked in mocking disbelief.
A powerful kick sent the lithe heroine sprawling through the door and into the atrium. Her athletic body crashed to the floor at the base of an ammunition crate. She groaned in pain but somehow managed to climb to her feet. She struggled to get away, to put some distance between she and her evil foe. He trailed behind, a smile on his face and a devious sparkle in his eye.
“So this is how it ends?” Refrain said while grabbing the girl by her hair and thrusting her into the middle of the cavernous room. “The great Ms. Marvelous has been reduced to a pathetic coward!” The blonde beauty landed next to a large stack of crates. The remains of shattered boxes covered the floor. Military uniforms lay in heaps. Unorganized piles of rocket launchers, rifles, and ammunition littered the ground. From beneath the mountain of debris emerged the head of Refrain’s bodyguard.
“Gravestone!” the crime lord shouted impatiently. “So there you are! Get yourself unstuck and come over here immediately!”
Jody watched as the enormous mutant slowly excavated himself from the pile of military gear. He glanced sullenly at her while taking up position behind his boss.
“Gravestone got smashed!” he admitted with a down turned face.
Refrain looked at the carnage that was once a neatly organized warehouse of weapons. “I will expect you to cleanup this mess, idiot! But first, I want you to watch as I demonstrate the proper way to kill a super-heroine. Behold as I wrap my hands around her slender throat and choke the remaining life from her gorgeous body!”
Jody rose up onto her knees as the big man approached. His hands were stretched out in front of him. A murderous expression dominated his face.
“Oh, god!” she groaned. “It looks like this is it!”
As certain death approached closer, the young heroine was almost too scared to look. Her eyes turned down toward the floor. And then she saw it. Her salvation, perhaps, lying on the floor between her thighs. She reached down and took it in her right hand. She lifted it up in front of her chest and examined it more closely. It was round. It was steel. The textured surface had been forged using a grid like pattern. It really did look like a pineapple, she thought.
“An explosive pineapple!”
Refrain stopped in his tracks. His murderous glare softened. Sweat beaded on his brow. “What are you going to do with that grenade?”
The fingers of Jody’s left hand stroked the grenade. It was heavy. The steel shell was cold to the touch. There was a small lever on one side. At the top of the lever was a pin. She wrapped her right hand over the lever to hold it down and pulled the pin with her left.
“That’s a live grenade, you fool!” the crime boss shouted while taking a step back. “If you release the lever it will--”
“Explode?” Jody answered. “Yes, I am quite aware of how it works.”
The heroine stared intently at the man standing in front of her. She glanced thoughtfully at the other people in the room. Gravestone had a curious grin on his face. Griffon was just getting to his feet and was now looking for the nearest possible exit. Mikey, also apparently recovered from the earlier battle, was pale with fear. The others, Smitty and Rocko, were already gone, probably having retreated to tend to their wounds.
“Your evil must be stopped, Refrain,” the blonde beauty said while reaching between her thighs and pulling the butt-plug from her ass. “I may not have my powers, but I have this grenade. And, I guess, that was all that was ever needed--”
Jody released the lever. She tossed the grenade toward the mountainous pile of weapons and ammunition. It disappeared into one of the many and confusing crevices that existed between the destroyed crates.
“I would run, if I were you,” she said while staring into Don Refrain’s eyes.
The crime boss did not hesitate. He turned and hightailed it as fast as his obese frame would carry him. He and his crew of goons disappeared behind the heavy door leading to the gargoyle-lined hallway.
The beautiful blonde forced her aching body to rise. Summoning a strength she did not know she possessed, she sprinted toward the door leading to the studio. Still, she was not sure that she would make it in time.
“Got to go faster--”
The initial explosion was muted, disappointing even. But then the real fireworks began. Other grenades, triggered by the explosive force of their sibling, began detonating. Ammunition cartridges began going off at hundreds of rounds per minute. Rockets streaked through the air before exploding into other stacks of weapons. A chain reaction was set off that not even God could stop. Thunderous blasts sent shrapnel flying across the room. Fires were ignited, touching off yet more ammunition. In an instant, Othello Manor’s atrium became Hell itself.
A powerful explosion lifted Jody’s slender frame off the ground and thrust her down the hallway. She emerged on the other side, tumbling back into the studio and landing hard on the floor at Elle Mental’s feet.
“What is going on?” Elle said while helping her blonde friend to her feet. “It sounds like World War III!”
“As close to it as we ever get, I hope!” Jody replied wearily.
The exhausted heroine leaned heavily on her friend’s shoulder. “It is good to see that you are ok. I thought that Nev may have--”
“I am as well as can be expected,” Elle confirmed. “But we need to get out of here. The entire building is coming down around us!”
Indeed, the wall nearest the atrium had already caved in. The roof was falling, dropping large chunks of stone and mortar as it did.
“Where are the others?” Jody shouted to be heard over the booming noise.
“Nev and Prince Lomac limped out the back way just moments before you arrived. If we follow them, we may be able to find a safe exit.”
“And what of Oni?”
Elle shook her head. “I don’t know—She must have escaped while I was still incapacitated. Now let’s get out of here!”
“Wait!” Ms. Marvelous exclaimed. “I must reclaim something that belongs to me!” With Elle’s help, the beautiful blonde walked to the far wall. She briefly examined the hinged picture frame that was hanging there. Pressed and mounted beneath the glass was her original red and black costume. With thoughts of Solar Flare bringing a tear to her eye, she pulled the frame from the wall and dashed it on the ground.
“I do not know if I shall ever wear this again,” she said while picking up the costume and wadding the sheer material into a small ball so that it could fit easily in her hand. “But I will not leave it to be buried in the rubble of this evil castle!”
Ms. Marvelous turned and once again leaned on her friend’s shoulder. She allowed her beautiful partner to lead the way out of the studio and into the passages that existed beyond. With huge explosions nipping at their backs and the Manor coming apart around them, the two M-Girls finally found a way out. It was a narrow escape and they each suffered their share of cuts and bruises, but in the end they emerged mostly unharmed.
“The police are on their way!” Elle said in response to the sound of approaching sirens. “Shall we stay behind and make a report?”
Jody looked at her friend’s naked body and then glanced down at her own. “I think that we can make our report another day. For now, let’s get the heck out of here.”
“Do you think he survived?” the brunette asked in reference to Don Refrain.
The beautiful heroine stepped away from her friend and stood on her own two feet. She raised her head high and looked out across the vast landscape and sparkling lights of the world’s largest city. Her naked body and golden hair glimmered in the moonlight like that of mythological goddess. She breathed deep the cool night air and paused long before replying.
“I doubt that we have seen the last of Don Refrain,” she finally answered. “The M-Girls may have dashed his hopes for conquering Riberia, but we can only guess at what other evil plans he may have in mind.”
“And what of Oni Kamaha?”
“I fear that as long as Don Refrain lives, we can expect the Vampire Queen to remain in Megapolis. No, I believe we have yet to see the last of the Dark Mistress!”