Supergirl in RaceQueens

Part one : Undercover

Supergirl arrived at police headquarters as requested by the chief. Walking through the halls she waved at some of her friends.

"Hi Tam, what you working on ?"

"Chief's got me doing some investigation on two stolen buses." The officer rolled her eyes. "They all can't be glamorous." She laughed walking away.

Supergirl knocked on a door and as a booming voice echoed out.

"Come in"

Inside Supergirl saw her long time friend Chief Smiths seated at his desk chewing his usual bud of a cigar. On the other was a Japanese gentleman in a sharp cut Armani suit.

"Ahh, Supergirl." Both men raised to great her. "I'm glade you came, please sit down. This is Mr. Takomi, his auto show, one of the worlds largest, is in town this week and he has had some serious questions about security.'

"Yes Supergirl." Takomi greeted her. "You must understand there will be millions of dollars of the worlds most advance automobiles ....and we have reason to believe that one or more of them may be the subject of a robbery. Many of our sponsors are extremely worried; they are threatening to pull their displays if we can't reassure them. We would like you to help us.....if possible."

"Hmmmmm, " Supergirl thought for a moment. "what makes you suspicious?"

"Someone broke into the city's library and stole the plans for the convention center and we've arrested three known members of the Triad trying to work as security guards at the show." The Chief added.

"I see. Then what can I do to help ?" Supergirl asked.

"We would like you to go in undercover, Supergirl." Mr. Takomi said. "Every dealer has several ...er...models to showcase there cars, we would like you to be one of them. You would be able to move freely. You'll be unknown to anyone there, no one on the floor will know it's you, we can't risk the leak....you'll be on your own. But you must be careful, we're not sure who we can trust. We are still running checks on al of our employees, technicians and models"

"It seems a bit risky...ok, I'll do it." Supergirl smiled confidently.

"Excellent, you will be a model for my autoworks, Takomi Motors. Here are some photos of some of our past models."

Supergirl's eyes grew wide, looking over the pictures of the beautiful girls with long legs in the small outfits.

"Am I suppose to wear that ?" She asked a bit timid.

"Why yes...all models are dressed this way. " Mr. Takomi smiled. "We have a special on for you that is similar to your costume, made so you can transform into Supergirl at the first sign of trouble."

"Well that sounds ok..."

'Maybe this will be exciting and fun.' She thought.

"Thank you Supergirl, " The Chief rose to shake her hand

"Sure, " she turned to leave. "this is looking like a strange week."

"It's already a strange week." The Chief chuckled.

"What do you mean ?"

"There has been a lot of strange things going on lately...and believe it or not yesterday someone broke into a store in the red light district and made off with a ton of weird bondage stuff. What is someone going to do with that?" He laughed.

"Oh my." Supergirl laughed as she left the office.

The opening of the show was preceded by a great fan fare, news trucks and reporters clamored near the podium in front of the large arena as Mr. Takomi made his speech with several high ranking citizens cutting the opening ribbon. Cannons fired colored streams into the air as a pair of jets flew overhead. The crowd rushed inside marveling at the setup.

They swirled through the Takomi autoshow amazed at some of the exotic automobiles from the worlds greatest builders. Futuristic cars and displays with buzzing lasers and rock music made the floor look like something from a science fiction movie. Everywhere enticing young models in satin tight dresses and short mini-skirts with the automakers logos stitched across them lay glamorously on the innovative machines. Girls in bikinis and high cut swimsuits posed seductively as cameras flash all around them, capturing their beautiful bodies while they sit and pose atop the sleek vehicles. Two cameramen crotched in the front of the Hondara Motors area filming the two scantly clad "H" girls enthusiastically. The pictures from there camera feeds to the large four way monitor that hangs above the floor as onlookers across the show gawk at the leggy models from Hondara Motors demonstrating the features and soft leather interior of the new Dalonz. The models smile and ravished the exposure as the cameras flashed around them until, they smile, striking poses until suddenly they were distracted.

"Takomi Motors is proud to present the future in sports cars...the SR1." Echoed on the loud speaker. Strobe lights and music erupted from the stage across from them. A curtain fell to display the small red stylish convertible slowly turning on a revolving platform as spectators clicked cameras eagerly, many of them stunned by the sexy young girl perched aside the automobile. There was Supergirl in disguise, in front of all. Clad in a skimpy tight fitted white top with the Takomi emblem blazed across her chest just where her "S" stood and a short blue skirt so tiny that it barely covered her. Her long shapely legs gleamed in shiny silk stockings. She turned and giving the crowd a glimpse of her cheeks beneath the micro-skirt.

The crowd shifted toward her and away from the Hondara Girls, to their displeasure. They looked at Supergirl with folded arms and sour looks on their faces. Watching as she seemed to grab the spot light from them.

"Who is that ?" One asked as they watched her. Her image quickly replaced theirs on the large screen. One of them sneered, she didn't like this new cutesy bitch.

Supergirl peered out into the crowd as she posed in front of the car for photos. A sly little man in the front kneeled low to get a picture of her but she noticed him and pulled her skirt down spoiling his picture.

"Ohh !!" The pouting man turned away as she laughed.

'I've got to be careful.' She thought. 'This is fun but I've got to watch out for the crooks and the perverts.' She smiled waving to the crowd.

Among the crowd was a tall gentleman dressed impressively with two large men with him. He wore dark shades and carried what looked like an expensive cane. Slowly he approached Supergirl.

"A very impressive automobile..." he smiled. "...and an even more attractive model."

"Why thank you, sir." Supergirl smiled back at him. She looked at him suspiciously.

"Tell me is this a package deal ? I mean if I bought this car.......would you be included ?"

"No Sir, I'm afraid not." She laughed.

"Then what would it cost me to have just you ?" The man smiled slyly as he looked her up and down. Impressed with this new girl.

Supergirl began to feel uncomfortable as he circled her, eyeing her body. He looked like a hungry animal.

"Sir, I'm not for sale." She began pulling her short skirt down farther.

"Of course you are." He leered at her sexy body in the outfit. "Do you know who I am ?"

Before she could answer one of his bodyguards spoke up.

"This is Mr. Winter Bennington the second.....of Bennington Enterprises." He said as if she should immediately recognize it.

"And I am accustomed to getting what I want." He pulled out a roll of bills. "How much will it cost me to have you escort me upstairs to my suite"

"Like I said sir...I am not for sale." She turned away from them but one of men grabbed her wrist.

"Hey let go !"

"All of you little sluts are for sale. You're so proud to display yourselves in these skimpy costumes," His cane lifted her skirt as the crowd behind him watched in delight, cameras flashed as her skirt was lifted.

"What are you ? Some kind of a cock tease."

"Sir Please." Supergirl pulled away swatting her skirt down.

'I've got to remain calm' she thought 'can't let him bring attention to me.'

He looked at her wickedly.

"I think I'll have a word with your boss."

"Huh ??" She looked back at him.

"I travel to a lot of these shows....and I am a large contributor to them..." He tapped her with the butt of his cane the way a parent does a child. "....and I don't think you're being very hospitable. Perhaps I should have a talk with your boss." He smirked.

"What. "

"Make a complaint against you....Id like to see him come out here and discipline you. Maybe even have you fired !"

"No..." She thought quickly, someone could become suspicious if this escalated.

"I...I need this job...please don't have me fired.." She sobbed. The words left a bitter taste in her mouth but she played up to this vile man. She was at his mercy, she couldn't blow her cover.

"What...what do you want from me ?" She hung her head in shame that he had played his trump card over her. She felt like an object that he owned.

"hmmm..." He smiled delighted at his sexy new plaything. "..well first let's have a look at you."

Supergirl looked up then took a deep breath and walked glamorously away from him, spun and walked back so he could inspect her. The people in the crowd pointed and laughed that she was finally under their control. They wanted to see what the man had planned for her, eagerly watching as he put her through her paces....

"Remove the top. " Supergirl hesitated a moment. A chill shot through her body, she watched as they waited for her, she slowly unzipped the jacket. The shame fell over her as the men leered deeply at her. She pulled the top off and let it drop to the floor revealing her ample cleavage in a much smaller and tighter sports bra.

The man seemed to drool, he loved the way her tits were encased in the smooth silken fabric, perfectly plump and supple, he couldn't wait to take her to his room later, blackmail her into his bed and ravish her. He could already hear her screams of passion.

The crowd watched eagerly, loving the show and even better was her resentment, she looked so pissed off, yet she followed his instructions like a slave to a master, silly girl standing their as she was ordered to undress, haha............and having her display herself against her will was too delicious.

Supergirl was so angry now, she want to jump this jerk and rip him apart as he circled her, looking her over, so close she could feel his breath on her back. She felt his cane sliding along her leg and calf.

"My, very nice. How is it I've never seen you before ? What's your name ?"

She thought quickly. "Athena...this is my first show...I've been in school."

"So a fresh schoolgirl, hmm? You will learn that I could help your career in so many ways. "

Oh God how she hated this !

"Well schoolgirl turn and lets have a look at that striking ass of yours."

"Wha...."

"Now ! "

She started to protest, looking at the eager looking men in the crowd, but instead she bit her lip and turned away from them, taking her skirt in her hands.

'I don't believe I'm doing this. But what choice do I have.' She took a breath then slowly pulled the back of her skirt up to give him a view of her lush bottom.

"Oooohhhh..hahahaaha" She heard the men in the crowd and saw the camera flashes behind her. She looked up at the large screen monitors. There in a close up view was her, holding her skirt up, showing her panty clad ass for everyone to see. People on the floor began looking in all directions trying to find out where this was going on.

'I could kill them all !' She closed her eyes tight, grimacing with rage.

The man walked over closer to inspect her.

"Gasp!" She glanced back as she could feel him with his hands on her. Smoothing her panties tighter to the curve of her bottom, sliding along her stockings.

'MMmmmm...Bastard ! It's obvious he only goes to these shows to sleep with the models, and now he has his sites on me. What a scum!' She thought enduring the humiliation......fighting his touch.

<SMACK !!!> The sound of her ass being spanked echoed out. She was enraged but dared not move, humbled before them.

"Please don't...." She sobbed begging him.

"Whoa....yess !!" The perverts in the crowd cheered. No one intervened, they watched as he continued to play with her.

"My young dear..." he smiled admiring her tightness, his hands still stroking her silky-smooth ass. "you are very...um..nice...and" He looked curiously.

"what type of fetish panties are these ?" Supergirl gulped, pulling her skirt down and turning back to him. She had forgotten her costume was underneath !

"I...I ..think I need a break.....sorry Sir." She tried to walk off but he blocked her way.

"Now did I tell you, you could leave ?" Supergirl's fingernails dug into her fist as her head dropped.

"No." She hated being dominated this way.

"I thought we were just beginning to get to know each other." He lifted her chin with his finger smiling cruelly at her. She could tell what he was thinking.

She couldn't take anymore.

"Mr. Bennington, " She threw a mean look at him. "I think you've seen enough. If you think I'm going up to your room and have sex with you, ...you're wrong. Go find another girl, now if you would excuse me.." She shoved him aside.

"How dare you !" His bodyguards jumped in front of her, blocking the way. "It seems you need a lesson in obedience, slut. Why don't you come over here right now and suck my cock." The man was looking a bit more crazed now, he didn't like her refusing him. He seemed angered that she wasn't impressed with his credentials and now wanted to make her pay. How dare this bitch defy him, his blood race. The crowd looked on watching, waiting to see what happens next.

"No, I'm leaving now....I ...hey !!!" Supergirl was pushed back, pinned behind the display, her arms were stretched out on either side of her, held to the wall by his two bodyguards. They glared at her as they held her for him.

"Leave me alone...don't." she struggled unwilling to expose her true identity.

"Quiet bitch, how would you like me to talk to your manager and have you fired ? I'll tell him how you were rude to me, offended me in an inexcusable manner."

"No, please..I...Im sorry..." she begged. Supergirl now regretted her words, she should have controlled herself better. She dared not use her super-strenth she had to act helpless. She watched as the crowd drew in closer to see what was going on.

"Just as I thought," he smirked, "Just some wannabe slut who thought she was hot shit because she was on display. "

"No..."

He closed in on her close, his hand over her neck threateningly so that she was looking him eye to eye.

"Athena, you think you're something because everyone's admiring that little sexy body of yours in that skimpy costume, the way you use your body. Teasing. All you race girls, using your body to get men to buy these things. Well surprise slut, today we are going to have that fine ass of yours....no more teasing, bitch. "

"When I'm done with you we'll pass that sweet ass of yours around for everyone to have a piece."

"No...please don't make me into your whore....ohhh !!!" She bit her lip as his hands cupped her firm satin covered breast. Inside she tried to control herself, holding herself back. She pretended to struggle, suffering the humiliation, allowing him to massage her legendary breast. She struggled with herself, trying to remain calm...trying to fight her own desires welling inside her.

"please don't hurt me." She said acting. Behind the crowd she could see the two Hondara girls giggling to one another as they stared at her being attacked. She could tell they also wanted to see her in trouble.

"He stroked her bare belly, his hand sliding around her perky breast. Pressing the shiny fabric, stroking the Takomi emblem on her chest. He was in love with the feel of her.

"Mmmmmmmm...." She caught herself, her body twisting at his touch.

'Have to stay calm.' She thought. 'Can't let them find out who I am.' She squirmed, feeling her body coming alive at the feel of being fondled and helpless. Her pulse raced, her breath was hot with desire......and to her horror she could see her nipples pressing through the thin fabric of the top.

Both his hands slid down on her hips, He smiled noticing her hard nipples, he pulled her into him. "So you like it rough then ?"

"Ohhh...please no ....let me go....I did everything you asked of me..mmmmm" she felt his hot mouth on her neck. His hot breath tingling her, she turned away in defiance as he kissed her soft skin, her body shuttered. His body pressed on her, flashes from cameras capturing the events and cheers from the crowd.

"See, you like this don't you." His hands slid behind her palming her lush bottom. He had a handful of her, squeezing her. Supergirl felt herself shutter forward into him. Her mouth found his, as he kissed the helpless race queen hard.

"Ummmuurrrrkkkkkk..." He slapped her ass, causing her to push deeper into him as his tongue swam in her mouth.

His body was so close to her now, she didn't know what to do, her body was betraying her, she was so hot...so wanting.

"No...please....please...mmmmffffffff' Supergirl's eyes widened as he pushed a credit card between her lips gagging her.

"Consider yourself purchased, hahaha." The man's gold card was clenched in Supergirl's teeth as he and his men laughed at how ridiculous she looked.

'No can't let him rape me....what nerve....mmmnngooohhh...what am I going to do ???' She thought.

She could feel herself stewing in her juices. Her body alive, tingling with sensations as he touched her. She tried to pull away from the men who had her pinned.

'Ohh..feeling so hot.....mmy..my superpowers are fading......No...he's weakening me....how did I let this happen??'

She squirmed as the man's hands slid down her silky stocking thighs, and under her skirt. He had her in his clutches, this proud bitch was nothing but jelly now.

"MMMMFFFFF !!!!!" She tried to break away.....it was too late...she had waited too long...she was really helpless !!!!!

He pulled the girl's skirt up revealing her satin red panties and protruding plump mound to the others.

"Now lets see those panties again." He inspected her curiously, amused at her. His hand ran along the fabric.

"MMMfffffff !!!!"

'My Supergirl costume...my panties underneath the skirt...NOOO ..if someone recognizes I could be ruined!!!'

The henchmen held her firm as her efforts redoubled to break free. She could feel his touch on her. Sliding down her mound, parting it just in the center. Stroking the fabric, inspecting her soft hill.

"These panties look like some type of different uniform." He pulled them tight away from her, creasing them inside her ass.

"OOOhhhhhh...." She felt herself slip some of her juices loose, clenching tight on the card between her teeth.

'Get away from me ! Leave me alone....'

Her breath was heavy, she was panting, expecting his touch inside her. She couldn't hold her climax back, it was like a dam building up inside her about to burst. She felt him pulling the super panties to the side, sliding his fingers underneath them.

'Oh God feels so good...mmmmnnn Nooo.. He's going to finger me....right here !!!! Oh God...Noooo...feel sooo helpless....'

He smiled, enjoying having control of her. He nibbled her ear and whispered to her. "When I'm done with you, I'll have you as my personal Bitch. You'll belong to me."

'mmfffggnnnoo'

"..doing whatever I ask...to whoever I say..."

"I'll send you as a gift for lunch with my business acquaintances and then let my secretary have a go at you while I watch, oh she would love you, haha."

"MMMFFFFffm..mno..not lesbianmmm..ooohhh" She murmured then watched helpless as the crowd smiled and leered. She wondered why no one would help her? Did they all want to see her this way ? A thought flashed through her head, ...her on her knees, stained in sticky white cum, made to suck dozens of cocks.

'...so hot....yes...yes...fuck me and get it over with, I'm yours........wait, what am I saying ?...oohhh'

"Not so proud now are you ?"

He touched her tenderly, sliding forward, enjoying his helpless prey. His fingers just outside her, groping her tender flesh. She squirmed, jerking at his touch, mmmfffing through the gag, buckling her hips at his touch. Her back arched as jolts of pleasure shot through her body. She was a mess, he had her. This was her most vulnerable moment ever. If only they knew, she was really Supergirl, ..Supergirl ! Held here, gagged with an expensive credit card like some whore, being fingered by some brash millionaire, at his mercy, squirming in pleasure in front of everyone. He could easily make her cum in front of all here. What would she do then ? How could she escape this humiliation ?

"What's Going on Here ??" From behind the man two extremely large guards in uniforms stood with a disapproving look on there faces.

"What ?? Oh, nothing .." He pulled his fingers back from her. "We were just having a bit of fun."

The guards looked at the disguised Supergirl, the henchmen quickly released her arms and withdrew the card from her mouth.

She fell back trying to gather herself, her body still alive and tingling on edge.

"I think its best you leave sir." The guards glared at them as the crowd behind began to disband.

The man looked at the guards for a moment. He thought about the publicity that would happen if he were arrested.

"Yes of course.." He looked back at the flustered Supergirl. "maybe another time...catch you again then."

As one of the guards escorted the three men out, the other turned to the embarrassed and red faced heroine. "Are you ok Miss ?"

"Yes, thank goodness you came when you did."

"Maybe you'd better take a break."

Supergirl thanked him again, trying to salvage her cover and walked back into the carshow heading towards the model's dressing room. She looked up, catching dirty looks from some of the other girls.

"Slut." She heard one say jokingly.

"...that'll teach her, hahaha"

"....Screwing in public, how disgraceful..."

"..maybe we should welcome her properly.." That sounded like one of the Hondera girls ?

"...I think she wet herself, hahah..."

Red with shame Supergirl disappeared into the dressing rooms, she glanced behind her and noticed several of the other girls following her.

End of Part 1

Chapter 2: Backstage Pass

Supergirl left the main floor of the carshow and entered into the dressing room. Inside were several models fixing their makeup and changing into various outfits. She made her way on of the empty vanity tables, taking a seat next to the others, taking out her lipstick and refreshing herself in front of the mirror. Several other models had just come in, they smiled and whispered to others as eyes turned toward the disguised Supergirl as gossip of the events on the floor were relayed.

Athena tried her best to ignore the group of young girls approaching her. She pretended to fix her hair as they walked up behind her.

'No, keep going.' she thought.

"I heard you had Benni kicked out."

She looked up at the reflection behind her of a tall leggy girl in a silver outfit.

"Yeah he was getting um....fresh."

"Fresh?" They laughed. "Girl if you would have been good to him, he would have been very good to you."

"That's right, " One of the Hondara girls injected, "he took me to Paris for a week last year, he doesn't mind spending cash on lovely girls. You missed out on a great opportunity."

Supergirl was getting a bit annoyed. "Well maybe I'm not as 'giving' as you."

Some of the girls giggled and moaned amusingly.

"What's that suppose to mean?" the bikini clad Hondara girl snapped back. "You think you're better than us?"

"No..." Supergirl turned to face her. She stood up looking the girl eye to eye. "...but I'm not going to bed just for some rich playboy's pleasure."

"Are you calling me a whore?" The girl's eyes narrowed, her breath was quickening. Her hands curled in fist at her side. "You're new here, you need to learn your place, slut."

Supergirl's blood was boiling. She didn't like this little girl at all. She looked her over. The smallish girl was not tall for a model at all, but she had a very nice body, firm and tone. Her breast were a bit large for her frame and it showed as the swimsuit she was wearing stretched mercifully across her huge tits expanding on the Hondara logo. Every word she spoke was with pure attitude, she was small but confident.

Before Supergirl could respond the girl lunged at her throwing her back into the vanity. The crowd of models erupted in cheers, eager to see the catfight.

"Ooowwwww!!!" The girl grabbed a fist full of Supergirl's hair pounding her head against the mirror.

Supergirl was weak, but she could feel some of her strength returning. She grabbed the girl's wrist, slowly pulling her hands away, planting her pumps into the girl's stomach and kicked her backwards crashing into a rack of clothing.

Supergirl pulled herself off the table, surprised at the ferocity of the attack. She had little time to prepare because the girl was up and charging at her again. Supergirl caught the attack from the side and was thrown to the ground.

The small girl jumped on top of her, pinning her down.

"MMmmmmmmffffffffff!!!!!!!!!!!!" She struggled to throw the girl off but was smothered by her tits. The girl engulfed Supergirl's face in her smooth satin pillows, forcing herself down on the heroine. The girl pinned her arms above her, hooking her legs around Supergirl's, spreading her wide and defenseless.

The crow of models cheered eagerly watching as the small girl was pinning Athena.

Supergirl struggled, her skirt up exposing her creamy thighs and bright red panties. She wrestled to break free. She could feel Sherry's tight little body pressed hard against hers, the girl was very strong and cunning.

"How's that taste, sweets?" the woman continued to facial Supergirl with her tits. Her hard nipples behind the costume pressing against her mouth, she was stunned at the turn of events. Gasping for breath, she had to throw the girl off before she lost consciousness.

"Get her Sherry!!!!" The others cheered watching as the girl had Supergirl down and seemingly pinned.

"Now new girl, you're going to do whatever I say...got that ?" the smug little girl smiled down at her but Supergirl wasn't done yet. She could feel herself forcing the girl back.

Supergirl thruster upwards, pushing Sherry backwards.

"AAAAAiiiiii...hhheeeeyyyy!!!!!!!!" The young brunette found herself flat on her back with Athena on top of her. Supergirl quickly pushed the girl face down, her large breast pressed firmly on the cold floor.

"No, I think you're going to be doing what I say." Supergirl pinned her arms behind her and caught her legs in a lock, she smiled as she thought of a plan.

"Noo!!!! What are you doing!!!" Sherry struggled to look behind but this new girl was soo strong!

Supergirl had the girl's hands pinned at her back, she straddled her bottom to keep her still then she worked quickly to remove the bikini top from the struggling girl. Her large breast bouncing out of the designer wear.

"Hey !!!! What the????????"

Athena twisted the satin black top and began binding the girl's wrist with her own top. The big titted race queen struggled aware of what Supergirl had planned for her and began cursing her. Her large breast dancing and bouncing as she was being tied up with her own bikini. The other models looked on stunned as Supergirl was rendering the tough girl helpless. She then pulled the girls panties down, revealing her round ass and smooth shaven clit. The girl kicked furiously but Supergirl gathered her feet and held them tightly together. She stretched the satin material and began wrapping the panties snugly around the wiggling girls ankles. Sherry was furious, she kicked screaming and cursing, but the bindings didn't allow much room to struggle. She rolled herself over, giving Supergirl a good look at her beautiful naked form, bound and wiggling. She looked up at Supergirl with hate in her eyes, this was the first time a newby had ever gotten the better of her.

"There that should hold you!" Supergirl smiled watching the beaten girl tied in her own outfit...but suddenly she was grabbed from behind by someone.

"Why you fucking twat!" It was the other Hondara girl. She grabbed Supergirl in a chokehold pulling her off the girl. You think that's funny?

Supergirl broke her hold throwing the girl off but was suddenly grabbed by two other girls.

"Hey.... let go....nnnggggg" She threw them back into a wardrobe but three others grabbed her. She was still strong enough to fight them but her powers were not at full strength.

"Get her!!!" One of the girls said as several of them straddle Supergirl's leg trying to get her down. All around the race queens grabbed at her, from every direction she was being attacked.

"NNNnnggg...get off of me...nnnngggg" Just then someone grabbed her side causing her to buckle in laughter.

"She's ticklish!! Tickle her !!!" Someone shouted.

"Aaaaaaiiiiiiiii.... hahahahaha... no...no...no!! Haha." Everywhere the girls began tickling her sides, she convulsed in laughter.

"Oh no, how did they discover my weakness." She buckled trying to push them away but more hands reached in tickling her in all spots, they were all over her. She squirmed, trying to get away but hands wrapped around her legs, grabbing her silky shapely legs. She was trapped, laughing uncontrollable as the merciless hands tickled her from every direction, soon they had her down.

"No, hahahahahah...stop"....she cried but the models fingers groped her unmercifully. She wiggled squirming on the floor, she felt them force her legs apart, reaching into the tender part of her thighs, there hands ran along her silky smooth stockings, tickling her inner legs.

"Ahhhh....hahahahahahaha....no..Please..Please....stop!!!!"

"We got her. She's done for."

No!! Noo....don't....hahahhahahahahhahaha A sudden rush of terror struck her as she felt some of them working on taking off her heels.

"No.hahahahhahahnnnoooooooooo!!!!" They had her straps undone and now stroked her bare stocking soles.

"AAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! " It was unbearable, she was so weak now, she couldn't control herself, she was an uncontrollable mess at their feet.

"That's it! We got her!" Supergirl looked up at the sexy models in their costumes having their way with her. Her powers were gone, she didn't stand a chance.

"Not so tough now huh, slut." The small Hondara girl was free and jumped on top of her as the other girls pinned her arms to the floor.

"Unnnnggg...get off of me..nnnnnggggg" she felt the girl straddle her chest like one would on a playground.

"Well, what's this?"

Supergirl looked down at the Takomi logo on her heaving breast. The end was pealing up. She gasped.

"No.... leave that alone....don't...."

But the girl ripped the logo from her costume as all the models fell silent. Underneath the logo was the familiar 'S' from her Supergirl costume. The girl glared down at her then tore away her mini-skirt.

"No !!!!"

"GASP"

Underneath was the supermicro skirt of...Supergirl????!!!!

'No, my cover's been blown!' She thought still struggling to break free from the girls holding her spread eagle on the floor.

A flash burst of embarrasement struck her. Her identity was exposed and she was helplessly pinned at the high heeled feet of these...models.

"Ok.... ok....", she stopped struggling. "Yes...I'm Supergirl...I'm here to protect you."

Supergirls face turned bright red as the gang of girls broke into laughter. They laughed pointing at her.

"Hahahahahahahah....Supergirl??? Hahahahahahahahhhhhaaa.... yeah right!"

"Hahaha...she's crazy...hahahahah"

"Hahahahhahhaa...your going to protect us..hahahahaha" The girl laughed.

"No...you have to believe me."

"She really thinks she's Supergirl, she must be crazy...hold her girls". The race queens still pinned her arms and legs.

"Here this will keep her still." Some of the girls had gotten some soft curtain ropes that they began securing her wrist with

"This won't hold me long...nnnnggg..Nnnnngggg" She boasted, struggling to break free.

"Haha, what's the matter? Can't Supergirl break free?"

Her face glowed red, she couldn't get free!!! She was so weak, so embarrassed that she couldn't even break the thin ropes. She tugged but the girls pushed her down, they had her tied up.

"What are you doing?".... Supergirl's eyes grew wide as Sherry kneeled between her legs. There was a sinister look of revenge on her face.

"Lets see what's under the skirt....'Supergirl' ". She said sarcastically as the others laughed at the helpless heroine.

Slowly she lifted the struggling Athena's skirt, the silky material slid up her shimmering thighs, pulling it high up on her hips until her panties were exposed to all.

"No...don't..."

Sherry pulled at her panties, pulling the sides having a look at them.

"Hey this even looks like a costume" She said inspecting Supergirl's privates.

"Get away from me !!!" She thought grinding her teeth, she felt so violated, helpless to stop them. Her hands were all over her, she felt Sherry pulling her panties snuggly upwards, getting a better view of her....her...

"GASP!!!!!!!!"

The girl cupped her mound. Feeling her up her panties. She smiled broadly at the powerless girl of steel.

"Uh oh, I think Sherry's going to fuck her " She heard someone say as they giggled watching her taking hold of Supergirl's panties, tugging them down.

'Stop.... No..." she struggled, "you cant do this to me...nnnnggg I'm Supergirl...Ohhh."

"Look, she even has Superpanties." The girl laughed pointing at the 'S' emblem on the satin material. "Isn't this how you did me?"

Sherry slowly slid Supergirl's panties down, her plump creamy clit exposed to all, as the models held her ankles firm. Her panties were rolled down her thighs and off her feet then used to bind her. Sherry took great pleasure in wrapping the red undies around Athena's kicking stocking feet. She playfully gave her a tickle when she was done, looking deviously at the captured race queen.

"No.... "Supergirl struggled, she watched as they looked at her exposed body, taking her all in, delighted with her struggles, their eyes fixed on her smooth clit. "Please." She begged looking up at the approaching girl.

"Mmmmmm...so you like to pretend to be Supergirl huh".... Sherry straddled Supergirls hips, wrapping her legs around the bound heroine. She smiled looking at the sexy heroine's lush body.

"You know I've always had a thing for her too." Her hands ran along Supergirl's taught abdomen, tracing the 'S' on her costume. "I fantasies about being a supervillain...and Supergirl would fall into my trap."

"What kind of weirdo are you?" Supergirl said but her breath was beaded and hot.

Supergirl looked around at the staring race queens in their sleek outfits, they did look like a gang of supervillains.

"I would have the worlds mightiest woman...in my clutches." Sherry continued, her mouth closing in on hers, her heart jumping with adrenaline. "This is just to good to pass up."

"GASP!!!"

Supergirl was shocked as the tiny girl caressed her breast. Her hot mouth fell down on hers in a deep passionate kiss. She was like some wild animal, feeding on her captive prey, and Supergirl was helpless to stop her.

"Mmmnnnnooo" Supergirl looked shocked. This couldn't be happening!!!

"Mmmmmm...I've always thought Supergirl was so sexy..."

Supergirl felt the girl's plump mound grinding on hers, stroking in a simulated sex fashion, her skin was so soft, gentle to the touch. Her sex sliding smoothly along her own, so tender, so hot...she felt her wetness pricking through. Sherry's tight body pressed firmly on hers. Sensations ran through her, her stockings seemed to heighten the sensations, allowing the girl to glide smoothly up and down her. Patting her vagina with hers, she was trying so hard to control her own desires but she was so hot inside. Sherry gently bit her nipple through her costume.

"Ohhhhhhhh...yess..." Her body buckled under the attack. The girl was grinding on Supergirl, sexing her. Her fingers sliding down Supergirl's smooth body, stroking her pussy lips. Feeling her soft skin, darting inside, teasing her, torturing her captive.

"What a nice fat pussy you have, mmmmm....I want you to cum with me."

"No.... No. ...Please not in front of everyone.." The heroine begged, watching the smiling girls who pinned her arms and held her panty bound feet, they looked turned on as well, looking at her in a strange way. Her body had come alive with every touch. "That's right superbitch...you are going to cum!" Sherry was making it irresistible.

****RRRIIIPPPPP*****"

AAAAHHhhhhhhhhh!!!!! My costume!"

The small girl ripped open Supergirls top releasing her perfectly round little breast in a one swoop. Her back arcing, pink nipples hard and erect. Sherry lay her huge tits against Supergirl's, nipple to nipple, her breast pushing Supergirl's smaller ones down. A camera flashed. Supergirl looked up at a girl in ponytail and glasses snapping pictures. She recognized her. She was a reporter from the SUN, probably doing a story on the queens....getting more than she bargained for.

'No, what if she recognizes me !!' She thought looking at the small queen about to devour her body.

"What beautiful titties you have, mmmmmmm, nice and firm, mmmmmm" the girl grabbed Supergirl's breast hard, digging her fingers deep into them " "Mmnnnngggggggg..."tears of frustration welled in Supergirl's eyes. The pain and humiliation was torture. The girl was using her body, having her way with her, raping her.... SUPERGIRL!! How could this be happening??

"How do you like it 'Supergirl' " she asked sarcastically, " isn't that the way villains treat their prisoners? I bet you even like it, slut."

"No.... No...please" She protested but her body was betraying her. Sherry's touch was driving her mad with desire. She looked up as another flash from the camera. The reporter was capturing it all!!

"Who's your master, slut!!!" Her fingers still squeezing Supergirls breast as her hips circled and slid along the sheer hose of the heroine, her hot body pinning the heroine down. Supergirl could feel her wet clit pressed firmly against hers. The models giggled watching Sherry dominate.

"Say it slut!!!" She became rougher, clawing into Supergirl. "Who's your master ?!!!" Her nails dug into her breast, she slid her clit and pressed it harder on the helpless Supergirl. Their body's intertwined, slick with sweat, her juices staining Supergirl's red skirt, hot with desire. Supergirl could barely breath from the heat in her own throat.

"Who's your Bitch goddess??...Say it slave!!!" She pressed harder.

"AAAAaiiiiii...you...you are........... Mistress.... please" Tears flowed from Supergirls eyes as the girl released her breast. She couldn't take the pain, the desire welling inside of her, feeling herself on the verge of climax, her own juices seeping from her clit, staining her stockings; it was impossible to conceal. Sherry was smiling in satisfaction. Supergirl winced as she was rewarded with the surrender. Sherry's mouth kissed her sore breast as her fingers danced down the queen's body, down along her split, parting her lips, finding the heroine wet inside, pink and slick with her own juices.

Sherry smiled, she had her, she was making Supergirl cum against her will, using her own juices against her, stroking her unbearably, smothering her clit with her hand, Sherry smeared Supergirl's own sticky love across her sex, sliding her fingers along her canal, smooth and warm, she was in control of Supergirl, controlling her from her pussy.

"OOOHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGAAAAAWWWWWDDDD" Supergirl shrieked as Sherry smiled delightfully as every touch of Supergirl's clit caused her to jerk madly with pleasure. She fingered her faster, Supergirl's body twitched with excitement,..She was at Sherry's mercy.

'Please...please .....let me cum...let me cum, mistress.' She thought, her eyes closed tight, it felt so good she wanted to cry.

"OOOOOOHHHHHH............OOOOOOHHHHHHHH...." Supergirl spasmed in short burst, the girls held her hands and feet tight as she squirmed on the verge of a massive climax....and Sherry new this. She stroked her faster, feeling her, then just as Supergirl surrendered her juices, Sherry parted the heroine's pussy lips.

"AAAAAHHHHHHMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM" Supergirl exploded, her cum spraying from her clit, the great dam had fallen.

A moment later she lay back exhausted, weak as a kitten.

Sherry climbed atop the semi-conscious girl of steel, determined to mark her prize.

"Ooohhhhhhhhhhhh...OOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." The model shuttered, her face grimacing, sitting strait atop the passed out Supergirl, fingering herself while massaging Supergirl's defenseless tits. The others watched as Sherry took her victory fuck.

She looked down at her conquered foe, she felt so powerful, she caressed her own large breast, her hips stroking against Supergirl's, fucking the unaware girl , her body tensed, her head fell backwards, her breath heavy and hot, she was climaxing on top of Supergirl.

"OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"No...oh God...mmmmmmmffffffff" Athena came to just in time to see Sherry above her as something was stuffed in her vulnerable mouth. Supergirl looked down at the girl's juices flowing from her wet clit, darkening on her blue satin costume once again. Dark spots of slick juices appeared on her, her eyes wet with tears. She looked up, the other Hondara girl had shoved a large black plastic cock in her mouth, and was smiling broadly.

"That's it slut show us how you suck cock." A flash from the camera caught Supergirl with the sex toy in her mouth. The girls crotched around her, shoving it in and out, her lips wrapped around the large plastic cock. The others closed in on her. She could feel them pawing at her defenseless body.

"Mmmmmmffffffff" The cock stifled her screams as they covered her body, tongues and kisses on her tender breast, she could feel three...no...four hands stroking her open pussy, fingering her furiously.

She was being gang raped.

Her body buckled as they caressed her, she could no longer see below her, but could feel them pushing her nylon legs upwards and wide, opening her pussy, exposing her inner sides, her pink flesh, inviting, as their fingers stroked her sensitive areas, splurging with her wetness.

"Mmmm, I was hoping we'd get her, " she heard one say, "she looked just to fine out there on the floor, haha!"

She felt them opening her wide, pulling her pussy open as a flash again from the camera was catching Supergirl's most private and intimate secrets. Her love flesh was captured on film for all to see. Her body tensed, she sucked the hard rubber cock vigorously as it slammed back and forward in her mouth, closing her eyes, fantasizing, she was cumming, cumming hard. There were too many of them, it was unfair...she was outnumbered.

"MMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!"

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

She buckled widely, her legs high and open, her entire body a feast for them. Supergirl buffet, lol.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!!" she released her juices again at their mercy, cumming in large spurts.

Her body fell limp. The large dildo was pulled from her exhausted open mouth as she lay motionless, weak.

The giggling girls stood above her.

"Oh we're not done with you yet." They looked down at her.

Their stiletto heels circling her as she was defeated at their feet.

"So she likes wearing costumes, huh ?" the reporter girl said, "And we have a whole roll of film left...lets have some fun. Lets give her some model experience."

The girls smiled in delight at the new idea. They were going to have some fun with the new girl. Several of the girls grabbed Supergirl, pushing her over on her stomach, her firm ass exposed from her skirt. They began ripping at her costume, tearing it off her.

"No please...leave me alone...OOOhhhh" She was so weak she couldn't fight back. She tried to cover but the girls ripped her costume from under her, they pushed her down, keeping her on the ground.

"Here, here I found this bunny outfit." One of them yelled. Supergirl sat up covering her naked breast to see the model holding a gaudy cocktail costume.

'No they can't be serious.' She thought.

Two girls held her as a pair of dark fishnet hose were placed on her.

"Let me go....this is so trashy...no" She protested kicking like a child.

They then pulled her into the satin corset of the bunny outfit that pushed her breast tightly forward. They pushed her down, one girl planting a knee in her back lacing up the tight fitted garment that snug and hugged her curves. Supergirl was helpless to stop them as the collar and wrist items were added.

"Oww.... stop..no !!" They delighted in putting a pair of white ears on her head and a fluffy tail on her bottom, finishing her off with a pair of white shoes. She felt so humiliated.

"How are we going to keep her still?" One asked as they held the struggling Supergirl.

"Well lets just keep her tied up, it'll be a bondage shoot, haha.." The others grinned with approval.

"No, you mustn't do this...oowww" Before she could protest the girls pulled the used rope and started binding her arms, crisscrossing her plump pushed up breast, the rope accentuated her lush tits. The costume did make her feel sexy, it was cut just so that her ass peaked out the back, her tits were just hidden by the strapless top. She felt like a plaything for men, a sexy toy for millionaire playboys.

They put her in a chair and tied her feet as well. Supergirl jerked madly at the ropes as they adjusted her, pulling her top just so along her cleavage and tightening her ropes in the chair.

"You look so cute."

"Now be a good little girl and smile, haha" They teased as the reporter snapped a few pics. She smiled at Athena struggling in the chair.

"Let me have some of that tape." The reporter approached the captured heroine with a small amount of tape. Her long legs in her conservative skirt, she could have been a model herself, even with the glasses she wore and the plain ponytail she was very attractive. She walked slowly over to the bound bunny girl, her high heels taking deliberate steps as she looked behind her to make sure no one else heard her and whispered to the bound Supergirl.

"....I know its really you Supergirl......these pictures are going to be worth a fortune..." A broad smile ran across her face.

"What!!! No you cantmmmmmffffffff" The tape was pressed on Supergirl's mouth as the smug reporter smiled wickedly at her? Her eyes danced over the bound heroine's form, thinking of the price she would demand for a photo shoot like this. She pressed the tape tightly on the "mmffing" girl of steel, satisfied that she was securely silenced and turned and went back to the models. Supergirl wiggled and struggled hard to get loose, her face turned red beneath the flopping bunny ears. She was so ashamed, but her heart raced with excitement, the sexy costume, and the feel of the ropes as she was being exploited, she felt the heat between her thighs. Suddenly a fantasy hit her, she was a bunny girl, teasing in her outfit all day and now grabbed by a gang after work, she was at their mercy...

'NO..NO..Have to stay focused...' She thought trying to control herself.

SNAP. SNAP. The pictures were taken as everyone looked on, having fun with this new girl. She watched angry at the girl taking the secret pictures.

"Lets change her into something else." She smiled. "but lets keep her gagged"

The girls began untying Athena, leaving her to mumble beneath her gag as others searched for more costumes.

"Here try this one!" Sherry was holding a netted black bodysuit.

"MMMmfffffnnnnooooo" The girls wrestled her down again, they stripped her of the bunny costume, taking turns to pin her as the other pulled her clothes off. Her breast bounding out the satin top as they were released, she breathe a sigh to be out of the tight outfit.

"MMMMMFFFFFF!!!!!!!" She screamed as one of the girls pinched her nipples to get better control of her.

"Hold still you !!" she yelled.

The netted costume was brought over. Supergirl fought back pushing away but the girls took her arms high behind her back and pushed her face down on the floor once again.

"AAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!" She screamed behind the gag as she felt the swift swat of the back of a hair brush on her ass. She looked back at the model wielding the brush with innocent eyes. Behind her she could see the reporter amused as she was brought under control again.

"SMACK!' The girl pushed her roughly around.

"MMMMfffffff!!!!Pplleassdnnntttt" she mumbled as the hair brush smacked her again.

"Ooowwwww..."

"Hold still, slut. No one's going to hear you behind that gag."

SMACK!

"OOOOOHHHhhhmmmmmm" Supergirl found herself more willing to let them slide the net over her. She was embarrassed as she cowered, fearful when threaten with another spanking. She allowed them to fit her into the costume. She watched bound and gagged as one of the girls polished her toes with bright red polish then the outfit covered her body, holding her curves snuggly, wrapping her inside like a giant fishers net that pulled its prey from the ocean. The nylon material was so thin she felt as if she was naked.

"MMMmffffffffffff..." she moaned as her nipples peeked out the holes in the nets. Her feet tucked comfortabley inside as they zipped her up.

From somewhere they found a pair of handcuffs. Her wrist were secured behind her back as the cold cuffs clicked on her wrist, this gave the heroine a more fetish look about her. She was stood in place as the camera flashed away. Supergirl could see the reporter excitedly snapping pictures, she could barely move, the girls had shackled her ankles. She was then instructed to kneel and point her toes. She hesitated but lowered her head and to her shame... she complied as the pictures were taken. She blushed bright red, her pleading eyes looking up at them to release her only thrilled them more.

'What am I going to do?? I have to get those pictures...I can't let them get to the papers."

What was her fantasy now? A top lingerie model, persuaded by some sinister photographer to be bound and photographed. She felt her clit rubbing against the inviting nets, as she moved the tight material crept up inside her, parting her pussy.

"mmmmmfff...oooooohhhhhhh..." The frictions sliding between her, as she struggled, photographed, her juices leaking .

'Nooooo...' she closed her eyes, she could feel herself being turned on again...she couldn't give in.

The models closed on her, pushing her down, they pulled open her knees to the camera. Supergirl fell back, hiding behind her eyes.

"Oh look." The model laughed. "she's wet, hahaha" The reporter came in close to see the wetness between her legs, her fluid staining the crotch of the outfit. A girl with long black hair and gogo boots pulled the costume tighter still causing her to squirm.

"hmmm...getting excited, huh ?" She smiled snapping another picture.

Tears fell from the helpless Supergirl's eyes, she felt so helpless, she was even too weak to resist, she felt a light tap from the back of a brush against her inner thigh as they opened her up wider, fingering her pink love canal. She cried tears, her climax rising inside her, they were toying with her like a plaything. Above her the long haired girl had pulled her own skirt up, fingering herself beneath her silky skirt. She moaned watching the others masturbating the helpless Supergirl.

"mmmmmfffffffffffffffffffffffff" Supergirl felt her sex, so wet, so hot, she wanted to cum, she wanted to cum so bad......the girls were unstoppable....she looked over to see that they had floored the long haired girl as well.

"Oohhhhhhhhh..ooooohhhhhhhh" The girl squirmed right next to her as three girls pinned her down, her boots spread wide as one went down on her.

"You know better than to masturbate, Kimmy." One of them smiled watching as the girl had broken some code. She looked over to Supergirl. "Seems you have a partner now, haha."

"Mmmmmfffffffffff" Supergirl moaned, her breath hot, watching them fuck Kimmy, still fingering her.

"Oohhhhhhh.....OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH" the girl's body rocked up and down.

"MMmmffffff........MMMMMMMFFFFFFF!!!!!!" Supergirl shuttered as she was so hot, her sweaty body glistening with sweat and her own moist juices, watching as together her and the girl were being brought to cum, her legs covered in her own.

"OOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The long haired girl creamed.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Supergirl's body convulsed, her lips tight beneath the tap gag, the girl next to her lay limp, the girls smiling looking her way, they gathered back towards her, their hands stroking her body beneath the net, hands wet with Kimmy's juices, circling her nipples with the sticky cum making them feel slick and smooth, she felt them cupping her fat mound, it was too much, she was too outnumbered..

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!" She came in the costume, the last of her powers faded away. She fell back limp as Kimmy. The reporter snapped a last picture of the two messy girls semiconscious next to each other. Both had been brought to climax, their bodies open and inviting.

"I think she's done."

"Come on, lets get back to work." A few left heading back to the showroom.

"What are we going to do with them?"

"Well first, take care of Kimmy, she needs to be punished, " Sherry ordered them. " As for this slut, lets get her back to work.......in something special."

The weak Supergirl was lifted, uncuffed. She watched as they took Kimmy and bound and gagged her into a nearby chair.

"Mmmm...this should do, don't you think ?" The reporter held up an outfit that made Supergirl's eyes grow wide. It was a red leather corset, with long thigh high matching leather boots...but worst of al the top was a thin rubber see through material....as well as the skirt.

"No...I'll be naked.... you cant send me out like that." She protested.

The girls again began to strip her.

She struggled against them but they pushed her down, strapping her into the outfit. The rubber top fitted tightly across her breast, pressing them hard against the thin see through material. They zipped the boots up, pulling on the skirt. Her clit was clearly visible from beneath the skirt. Another had found a pair of red opera gloves to top off the outfit.

"No, please..." She protested trying to balance in the high-heeled boots.

"Shut up!" Sherry threatened her. "You're going out there just like this. Let them have a good look at the new meat."

The girls finished dressing her, grabbing her on either arm they pushed her towards the door.

"Ok, take her out." Sherry commanded and the door to the crowded showroom was opened.

End of Part II

"Bennington !" She said through her teeth. She watched the grinning wealthy man she had encountered earlier. Her thoughts went to earlier in the evening, when she first entered the show, the pervert had almost raped her. He was behind this !

"That's right, ...Athena, wasn't it?" He approached her closely, looking her over. "Changed costume, huh ? This one is very nice." He smiled slyly as his eyes danced over her body in the slinky outfit.

Supergirl watched him carefully, slowly he circled her like a snake. She steadied herself, repulsed by him. She felt him gently stroked the smooth silk fabric of her costume up along her back that caused shivers in her.

"I know you're new here, so let me explain it to you." He faced her close, sniffing her perfume. She dared not make her move yet as she looked at his goons behind him.

"You see everyone thinks the cars here are the most valuable things....but that isn't true. The top 40 exotic car manufactures send representitves here to help showcase there cars." He placed his finger just below her chin to lift her head a bit, he was only inches away from her.

"Like you, sweets. Racequeens, J-Girls, ...sluts in your little outfits to excite buyers. Why do you think I've been casing these shows ? Watching sluts like you walk around thinking you're so sexy, haha. And they will pay a good ransom for your return....and if they don't......your sexy ass will be sold to our slave ring." He looked at the other girls " This is an ideal place to find sexy little girls for sex slaves."

He looked over at one of his henchmen.

"Bring out the restraints, lets tie these bitches."

Supergirl watched as a large trunk was brought in and opened. The Girls began to whimper as the men withdrew several strange items. Items of leather and steel, things they had never seen before, things some "sicko" would have.

'The stolen bondage items.' Supergirl thought. 'He's going to use them on us.'

Just then a number of girls were led from the dressing room, there hands bound behind them, gagged with massive twisted cloth. All race queens from different companies. She could tell the women had been crying and were frighten. She recognized some of them, Sherry, the big titted girl she had encountered in the dressing room was in the lead. She was naked as she was led through the crowd. The villains had them all tied in the line together, a slave line. One of the fiends led Sherry with a rope that was tied around her shoulders. Supergirl looked at the embarrassed girl as she and the other girls were pulled along against there will.

"Put them on the bus, we'll get these ready." The henchmen took long looks at the sexy captured girls as they were led through the crowd of shocked on lookers. Bennington took one of the strange things from the trunk and tossed it to Supergirl.

"Ok, tie your friends up." He chuckled pointing to the girl next to her.

It was Kimmie. She looked at him puzzled and then at Athena.

"You wouldn't...." Kimmie asked Athena shaking her head no.

Supergirl looked back at the villain, his henchmen tossing cuffs and other items to the frighten girls.

"All of you, bind the girl next to you. Now !!" His men lowered there guns at the girls and the crowd. The frighten girls screamed in terror.

'Can't let this go too far.' She thought. 'But I have to go with them now.'

Athena looked at the strange object in her hands. It was long and made of smooth soft black leather. Two rows of criss-crossed laces ran up the leather, binding the two sides together, a strange glove meant to keep your hands tied. She looked at it intrigued, she had never seen anything like it before, but she actually loved the touch of it. She thought of the many secret bondage houses where this was probably once used, how Mistresses in tight leather outfits and tall stiletto heels bound there slaves. She looked back at Kimmie who was shaking her head 'no', whispering 'please.' Thoughts of earlier ran through her head, how Kimmie had fondled her through the photo shoot, how the girl secretly assaulted her under her skirt and around her panties. Supergirl looked at Kimmie with a hard look, and then grabbed the petite girl quickly pulling her hands behind her back roughly.

"AAAAAiiiiiiiiiiii" Kimmie screamed, "No....please..."

"Quiet, " She slipped the long slender glove over the girl's arms, the strange restraint went all the way up to her elbows. "you deserve this for what you did to me." Athena pulled the laces tight, making sure she couldn't get out. Even if she would soon spoil there plans and capture these villains she wanted to pay Kimmie back. She pulled the laces tight around Kimmie's wrist, the leather took the shape of Kimmie's bound hands. The tiny girl wiggled and struggled, even more to Supergirl's delight. This little girl had her at a disadvantage before, but now she had her.

She pulled the laces tight on Kimmie.

"OOOwwwwwwww...." She cried, squirming in her costume. The short miniskirt riding high up her legs, the soft silk crinkling against her body.

Athena finished lacing the top of the glove, Kimmie was bound well. She could barley struggled because the fetish device held her so snug. She turned back to Athena.

"Oww..I'm sorry....its too tight..."

"Shhhh..." Athena whispered back taking care that any of the henchmen were out of reach. "Listen, I'm really Supergirl, you've got nothing to fear."

"W-what ?" She looked at her puzzled, her arms pulled back tight in the single leather glove that made her breast push forward.

"I'm Supergirl, I'm here undercover"

"You're not Supergirl." Kimmie remembered the other models when they found Athena's costume underneath in the dressing room. "you're crazy...you're going to get us in trouble...you just think you're Supergirl." Kimmie whispered back.

Athena didn't have time to convince her, she looked around as the other girls were busy tying one another. The henchmen were relaxed, watching as the sexy girls were forced to tie one another. She looked over at Bennington, he was delighted watching them, standing in the center in his expensive suit, he tossed out new restraints to the frightened girls as the bound ones were being taken away.

She was just about to make her move when suddenly she was grabbed from behind by another model. A tall blonde in a tight fitted bathing suit. It was the girl that Takomi had entered the restaurant with.

"If you're Supergirl you wont have any trouble getting out of this"

The slut grabbed Athena's arms pressing them hard behind her.

"Owwww, Bitch not so rough. " Athena didn't like her tying her up. The big titted slut was probably part of the gang. She snapped a pair of cuffs on Supergirl. Athena pretended to struggle, she could have easily snapped the cuffs off with her superstrenth. She wondered how the girl could see to cuff her over her own stretched tits. The slut looked Athena over smiling. She pushed her back to back with the bound Kimmie.

"You probably like this type of thing, huh. I bet they don't even ransom you, they'll sell you t.......ohhh"

Supergirl was glad one of the henchmen grabbed the slutty model and bent her hands behind her back like the rest. She squealed as a pair of shackles were placed on her wrist.

'Okay, so maybe she isn't in on it, but they had to have someone on the inside to take over the show so quickly.' Supergirl thought looking around at the crooks. She had to find an opportunity to foil them. She watched as the men tied the last few models and then something caught her eye. Bennington was standing there, his henchmen had the girl reporter and her camera bag.

"This one isn't a model." He fumbled through her bag. "She's a reporter."

"That's right, but please I need that film" the reporter begged as she was being held by one of the goons.

"Why ? So you can show the police ? Destroy it." Bennington handed the bag to one of his men.

"No, please I have something very valuable on there....It's not for the police." The girl begged then she saw Supergirl looking her way and an idea hit her. She moved in closer to Bennington.

"I swear there is nothing on the film about you......but what if I could give you something more valuable."

Supergirl didn't like the way things were looking. She sized up the villains, noticing were they were.

"More valuable ? Do you know something ?" The villain was intrigued.

"yes....just let me keep my film...I have some important information about one of the models...."

Supergirl's eyes widen, her heart quickened. The girl was about to blow her cover.

The villain looked around at the squirming girls in there slinky outfits. He was curious, what did the reporter have ?

"Yes, you can have your pictures," he handed the bag back to her. "Now tell me."

The reporter looked at Supergirl for a moment. Athena shook her head slightly saying 'NO'. She was the only hope of the race queens. But the reporter leaned in to Bennington and pointed at Supergirl.

"That girl...there is Supergirl."

The models around her burst into giggles despite there situation.

"No she isn't, " the big titted model said mater of factly, "She's crazy, she thinks she's some kind of heroine."

"S-Supergirl ??" some of them girls wondered aloud, now all looking at Athena.

"No, she's wrong...I'm not Supergirl..." Athena pretended.

"She is, I've seen her hundreds of times at the paper...that's her."

"Y-You are Supergirl..." Kimmie said awed.

"No she isn't, she had a costume on earlier.....we beat her up in the dressing room. She isn't Supergirl." One of the Hondera girls said.

"Supergirl...help us..." The swimsuit models pleaded struggling.

"I-I'm not her..really..." Athena felt embarrassed, her cover was being blown. Bennington's men trained there guns on her. The villain ordered his men over to check her out.

Supergirl saw the men moving in on her as the models screamed in fear.

"Supergirl....help..."

The men approached Supergirl.

"Look under her dress....its her..." The reporter said.

Athena looked at the girl bewildered, the greedy reporter was going to sacrifice her and the rest just as long as she could keep the compromising pictures of Supergirl to sell on the black market.

"Well, go on." Bennington shouted at his men.

The goons cautiously approached Supergirl. She looked around at them sizing them up. The lead man pulled her forward. She clenched her cuffed fist. He looked at her with a smile and pulled her top forward, peering down her breast.

"Hey boss, she does have some kind of costume on underneath, there's a large 'S' on her......."

Supergirl snapped the cuffs, she grabbed the man and launched him into two of the others. The other goons hesitated, she grabbed the cuffs off her wrist knocking two more out. She jumped another, bending the steel barrel of his gun in a U shape and then knocking him cold.

"It is her !!!" the race queens cheered.

"She's saving us....she's rescuing us..."

"AAAAiiiiiiiiii...." Another of the henchmen charged her, Supergirl easily avoided his slow punch, grabbed his arm and tossed him over. She placed a foot on the downed man's back in triumph.

"I am Supergirl....and I'm taking you all in." She smiled.

"Not so fast, Supergirl."

Athena turned to see Bennington, he had Tami.

The cop's hands were cuffed in front of her and he held a gun to her head. Her skirt was gone but she still wore her uniform shirt. She looked scared and afraid as the villain clenched her tightly.

"Let her go, Benny !" Supergirl started towards him.

"Not so close Supergirl." He pushed the gun into Tammi's temple.

"Aiiiiiiiiii....." She screamed terrified.

Supergirl stopped in her tracks.

"No....don't hurt her........I.." She hesitated for a minute, looking at all the bound models, their pleading eyes watching her, she was there only hope...yet her friend was in jeopardy. "....I....I surrender..." Her breath left her as she said it.

"No...no...Supergirl..." the models pleaded struggling in their bondage.

"I know how she looses her powers." The reporter added.

Everyone's attention turned towards the smiling reporter.

"No, don't you understand...I'm here to help."

The reporter turned her glaze away from the pleading superheroine, back to the villain.

"The film is yours." He smiled putting the gun under Tami's chin now as the policewoman stood limp in his clutches.

"No, she doesn't know anything....it's a trick." Supergirl said as the groggy henchmen were getting to their feet. The crowd looked on, intrigued to know Supergirl's secret. A cold sweat came over her, she was in big trouble now.

"Arouse her." The reporter smiled taking her photo bag back. "She is drained when aroused, her strength vanishes."

"No. That's not true..."

The crowd gasped looking at the heroine strangely.

"If you make her, well... " the reporter smile broadly. "... spill her juices, she becomes as weak as a kitten. It's her weakness."

Supergirl stood there in shock. She knew it was true, she was no match for her own libido. And now this girl had told everyone. She felt small, everyone's eyes watching her, what did they have planned for her ?

"Well isn't that interesting." Bennington smiled as well, Tammi still his captive. Supergirl felt his eyes burn into her. What did he have planned ?

"But first, make her strip to her costume......I want to record your conquest of her."

Supergirl's mouth fell open as the reporter said this. She was just too greedy, she wanted more pictures of her. She wanted to film Supergirl's humiliation.

Bennington nodded with approval.

"You heard the lady Supergirl, strip !" He pressed the gun deeper into Tammi who let out a yelp like a small child.

Everyone watched, the models bound and now on there knees watched as the one they called Supergirl looked around frantically. The crowd held at gun point watched the heroine.

Supergirl's mind went wild trying to find some way out. But she couldn't deny the feeling of watching her friend, a fellow up holder of justice, threaten by this vile man. She looked down at her short mini skirt, taking it by the bottom. Her heart raced, she felt everyone watching her, but she had no choice. She unzipped the skirt, and in one moment it fell to the floor. Underneath her more familiar red micro skirt fanned out.

"I knew there was something strange about those undies." Bennington laughed to her dismay.

She pulled off the top as the broad 'S' straddled across her breast was reveal. Her neatly tucked cape dropped behind her as she flung the top to the floor.

The models gasped as there stood Supergirl. A vision in red and blue with a tiny skirt that accented her long legs. Her long silky hair flared around her shoulders, her red lips dazzling as she faced them unmasked.

"Very good."

"Ohhhh...." Tami cried as he pushed her forward, closer to Supergirl. He wanted a good look at her. This mighty superheroine who was disguised in there mist.

"Mmmm, very nice. You look even more delicious, Supergirl." He looked her over, admiring how the silk costume hugged her firm body so well. Superheroines were known for their skimpy costumes, and this was the first he had seen. The tall heels on Supergirl's boots accentuated her shapely legs, her micro mini just hiding the strange panties Bennington had explored earlier.

'It was her costume indeed.' He thought as he relived the earlier events in his mind, how he had touched her there, intrigued by the feel of the mysterious fabric. An excitement rose in him at the thought that he actually had Supergirl, the most powerful superheroine in the world, here in front of him.

"Now what, fiend ?" Supergirl said, her mind racing with ideas, trying to formulate a plan. She took her most intimidating stance with her fist on her hips, her cape drape dramatically behind her. Surely these villains would surrender when they realized what a powerful superheroine they were dealing with.

"Give yourself up, villain. There's no way you can win."

"Really Supergirl.....well let's see if what the reporter Bitch says is true, " He grinned evilly, "masturbate !"

Supergirl was taken aback.

"Wh-What ?" Her eyes were wide, she felt a tingling of fear for the first time.

"You heard me Superslut, Masturbate !"

"How dare you! You can't ask me to do that......I-I'm Supergirl.....I can't. You're crazy." She folded her arms defiantly.

"You will if you value your friend."

"Aaaaaiiiiiiii....." Tammi squealed as he tighten his grip on her.

The henchmen suddenly turned there guns away from Supergirl and to the crowd of bound beauties.

The race queens screamed, frighten and helpless in a panic. Girls struggling, bound in there designer sports wear. They turned there gazes to Supergirl.

"Help us please...."

Supergirl watched the vulnerable girls with there captors standing over them, ready to pounce, she looked at Tammi, the villain was playing with her now. Tammi's eyes were wide with fear as the fiend unbuttoned her blouse with the barrel of his gun, her lace push up bra exposed for his pleasure. Tammi grimaced as the man now pulled at the bra.

"No, leave her alone." Supergirl's heart raced as the screams of the girls echoed in the large room, "Leave them all alone.....I....I.." Her face burned red, she was out of breath, she couldn't stand hearing all the frighten girls. They were all crying for her help. What could she do ?

"....i'll do it...don't hurt them...." Her head hung in shame, there was no other way, he had her at a disadvantage.

"As a superheroine, you must always protect the innocent....even if it meant sacrificing yourself." She mumbled.

"Nobel words, Supergirl." He gloated.

The crowd hushed in an uneasy silence, they stared at the blushed heroine. Watching her eagerly.

The crowd was silent, she felt everyone's eyes watching her. Supergirl could feel her knees weak. Could she really do this ? Did she have a choice?

"Do it now, Supergirl !" He teased her name, he knew how humiliating it was for a powerful superheroine like Supergirl to submit to someone like him. He had no powers, she was stronger, yet he had beaten her. He thought how these so called superheroines flew around the city in there sexy outfits as if they owned it. How they thought they were so much better than everyone else...including the rich like him. They often chided the rich for lack of morals in acquiring there money. Well now he had a superbitch in his clutches and he was going to enjoy breaking her. They talked about morals, but he knew secretly these scantly clad sluts would fall at his feet if he ever had the opportunity to capture one. He would expose them for the sluts they truly were.

The henchmen smiled broadly at each other awaiting their show.

Supergirl felt her heart race, her hands rose slowly up her taught waist.

'There has to be another way out of this !!!' she thought as she cupped her own breast. Sliding her hands up the soft smooth silk of her costume. Feeling her own supple breast. A ting of excitement ran through her body, there was something kinky about this, everyone getting a treat, watching Supergirl fondle herself in front of them all.

She stroked her own breast, feeling her nipples underneath. A shot of pleasure shot through her body as her fingernails raked across them. Her mouth fell open with hot breath as she looked at Bennington still holding her friend. She hated this, hated that he had her, hated what he was making her do.

She circled her own breast, pushing them together as she felt tingling between her legs. Her nipples pushing through the costume, standing on ends as shivers ran down her back.

"That's it Supergirl, I want to see you wet....or she dies."

The word's pierced her ears, she didn't want to look at him, she gritted her teeth together.

She looked around the room at the amazed onlookers, they were staring at her, something inside her found it liberating. She almost wanted to cum, wanted them to watch what a slut she really was. She secretly loved the feeling, loved feeling helpless, forced into pleasure.....pleasure that would leave her so very venerable. The crowd were themselves eyeing her body, watching the mighty superheroine fondle herself.

Supergirl's hand slid down to her short skirt, she took a breath, a tear formed in her eye. Was she really going to do this ? She would make herself so weak, helplessly at his mercy. He would have defeated her at her own doing.

Her hand glided underneath her skirt as her fingers found her own plump panty clad mound.

"Oooooohhhhh...mmmmmmmmm....." She bit her lip, embarrassed at her own outburst but the excitement had mounted inside her, her touching herself at her most sensitive spot was so stimulating.

'Oh Gawd, can't control myself....so hot...'

"Make it wet Supergirl." The fiend was toughly enjoying seeing her humbled. "This should not be so difficult for you. Look at yourself in your short skirt and tight clothes. All of you supersluts need a good cock in you."

'Mmmmmm....yeeessssss....' Supergirl's thought, she was so hot, her body was alive. '..nooo....no, can't...must resist...'

"Spread your legs for us, whore. Get on your knees, Now !! Keep fingering yourself."

"You won't get away with this." She said with her eyes closed tight, her hands circling her breasts, how she wished she could escape. But instead she did as she was ordered, she kneeled, her hand still massaging her clit, she could feel herself becoming wet, her body hot and glistening with sweat, her strength fleeting.

"Yes I will slut, look at you, you're in no position to stop me."

"Ohhh..mmmmmmm...." she could feel her own juices now, her fingers sliding easily across her clit. Her body jerked on her knees, her tiny skirt just covering her quivering mound.

"Look at you. Not so proud now, huh Supergirl." He laughed watching the superheroine making a spectacle of herself.

"Mmmmmm....ooooGooooddddddd......" She couldn't stop now, she knew she was become weak, her passions rising inside her were out of control. How humiliating for her, yet how exiting. Everyone watching her, on her knees, forced to finger her own pussy, her panties becoming a wreck, her body sliding willingly on her own hand.

"Noo....I won't let you win......mmmmmmnnngggggg......I-I can control myself....." she lied. "just because you're rich...doesn't mean you aren't scum...nnngg"

"Arrogant slut." He signaled for one of his henchmen to come over and take over Tammi. "Proud Superbitch to the end, eh." He approached her once one of his men had Tammi held at bay. He stood over her watching the quivering pile of mess that was Supergirl. "Let's see how well you can service me, I've always wanted to fuck one of you superbitches.

Supergirl looked up at the man, his hands unzipping his fine silk trousers.

"You wouldn't Dare !" She moaned in ecstasy, she couldn't deny how hot she was, her hair tossed across her face. "You wouldn't defy my sacred mouth with your foul manhood."

Her eyes grew wide and she became breathless at the site of his large cock. He meant to do her, he meant to satisfy his evil thirst with Supergirl.

"Please, no....how can I do such a thing..nnnngggg.." Her fingers circled her clit furiously, she could feel her climax building, she relished the excitement.

"Service me Supergirl, or your friend dies." Kimmie gave out another scream as the grinning henchman tighten his grip on her.

Supergirl looked at Tammi, and then back at Bennington's cock, dangerously close to her. Something inside her wanted it, wanted to taste him, wanted to take his hugh cock deep inside her warm satisfying mouth. She looked up at him with watery eyes. She knew if she performed such and act in front of all she would be ruined, she would be labeled a slut, the slut that she secretly knew she was...but what choice did she have.

Slowly she approached his cock, looking up at the smiling villain. She hated his smug expression, watching the mighty superheroine on her knees at his feet. She opened her mouth, her red lipstick gleaming, and took the head of his cock inside.

"Noo.....noo...." The race queens sobbed as they watched there last hope, there champion, submit to the dastardly villain.

Supergirl closed her eyes, she tasted his hard cock, taking just the head then swallowing him.

"MMMmmmmgggmgmmgmgmgg" Her wet fingers gushed in her own juices, she was burning in desire, she stroked his manhood with her mouth, her tongue swirling over his tip. The princess of power kneeled before the entire awe struck crowd, a cock sucking slut, fingering herself, stewing in her own juices, she seemed to be unable to control herself. Was this the real Supergirl ? Was she just another whore in a sleek costume ? How could she have allowed herself to be captured and humiliated so ?

These thoughts buzzed through her head as well, yet she couldn't stop herself. She was insatiable. Her body betrayed her, she was a superslut.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm.mmmmmmmmmmmmfffgggggg" She sucked his cock, fingering herself, her hips grinding on her own hand as she pulled him in and out of her lips. Bennington stiffened, he had never felt such pleasure before, a super blow job. His fingers ran through her silky hair, she was eating him whole, he could barely control his own rushes.

"This isn't your first time sucking cock is it superwhore." He grimaced as she didn't bother to answer, she took control of his cock, he looked down at the hungry red and blue superheroine on her knees, she was filled with passion. He felt her free hand wrap around him, she grabbed his ass, pulling him in deeper, he felt as if he were being eaten alive.

"Who's your master ?"

"mmmm..you..master..mmmggggggg" She submitted to him, she was his, any command he ordered she would perform. She was truly a slut at heart, she wanted to be ordered to serve him, she wanted to be his sex toy. She wanted him to fuck her, here in front of everyone. She dreamed of her in her Supergirl costume being bent over in front of the crowd and he would slide his massive hot cock into her from behind. She would be his in any way he ordered. She would obey him, serve his cock in any manner in which he commanded her. Oh how the mighty superheroine had fallen, she would even allow his men to have her if master had ordered her to, she was nothing more than meat for there pleasures. She wanted this feeling to last forever.

"and you are my slave...my sexy slut."

"yes...yesssss....mmmooohhh..." Her thighs were a mess now.

"Mmmmmmmnnnnngggggg...mmgmgmgmmmmmnnnn " She sucked his cock, it was overwhelming, her fingers stoked her slick clits, faster and faster as his hard cock filled her mouth, the swirling thoughts clouded her mind as her tongue danced over his tip and around him....

"Mmmmmfffhhhhh...mmmmmoooOOOHHHHHHHHH....." Her warm sticky juices stained her silk panties to a deep red hue, she was stoking her entire mound now, jiggling it then back to fingering.

"Yesss....yess...." Bennington stiffened.

'Oh God....what have I done ?' Supergirl seemed to suddenly be aware of everything, she looked up horrified at the man who's cock was raping her mouth, she looked at the horrified bound models and the awe struck crowd. She was petrified. Bennington suddenly withdrew his cock from her mouth and a wave of white cum erupted from him covering her fine silk costume.

"Ohh !!" Supergirl cried as suddenly the stick white liquid stained her, she felt cheap and dirty, a cover of shame swept over her. Tears flowed from her eyes as the man's seed squirted all over her, she could hear the henchmen laughing at her humiliation, the crowd gasping, they had never seen a superheroine treated so.

Supergirl was so frustrated, she could only stare aghast at the clouds on her satin tits.

"Mmmm...that was a very good blow job, Supermouth." He smiled satisfied zipping his pants. "Let's see yours."

Supergirl looked at him in a rage, she wanted to kill him. But again she noticed Tammi behind him.

"Come on, let's see it." He said again smugly, and she realized suddenly what he wanted.

He meant for her to raise her skirt, and show him how wet she was. He wanted confirmation that she had cummed. He wanted to know that she was weak, that her powers were gone. Supergirl's lip trembled, her hands went down to the ends of her short skirt, she tried to hold back her emotions as she slowly lifted the skirt. The crowd looked on curiously, all eyes watching her. She lifted the skirt, underneath her red satin panties were stained in deep red from her juices. The crowd gasped, the henchmen giggled wickedly.

"Put it up !!" Bennington shouted and suddenly the image of the defeated and stained heroine was up on the large screen above them. Supergirl, kneeling, lifting her skirt, showing her humiliation for all the spectators to see. She turned her head and closed her eyes tight in shame.

"I'm not satisfied." Bennington said through his clenched teeth.

Suddenly Supergirl felt him grab her from behind, he wrestled her wrist behind her back, pulling them together.

"Let go of me...nnnggg" She tried to fight him but her superstrengh was in fact gone.

"You're still strong Supergirl, lets see how weak you can become." He pinned her hands behind her and then looked into the race queens.

"You, you'll do." He picked out the big titted swimsuit model that had stolen Takomi away from her. His henchmen grabbed the bound blonde girl and brought her forward.

"You look like you've done this before." He smiled as the big titted girl watch the henchmen take hold of supergirl's booted ankles.

"Aiiiii..let me go you fiends." Supergirl tried to struggle but the men were too strong for her. Two of the henchmen grabbed her ankles, pushing her legs up and then pulled her knees apart.

"NNNOOOOOOO!!!!!!" She shouted helpless as she was wide open and inviting. A third henchman pushed the blonde model forward, his gun at her back.

"NO, you cant do this to me.......no this isn't right.....please NO." Supergirl struggled hard, she couldn't believe this was happening. The big titted blonde was forced down on her knees between Supergirl's spread legs, her small swim suit stretched hard between her clit and her massive breast.. She looked at her captives, scared.

"Please, don't.....I'm Supergirl.....you can't do this....GASP !!!!" Supergirl felt the girl's mouth down on her, she could feel her pulling her flimsy panties to the side with her teeth like an animal.

'Oh Gawd, NO !!!!' He body tensed up as the blonde's tongue tasted the superheroine. Supergirl squirmed, her body hot and screaming in passion. She could feel the girl circling her lips, her smooth sides being stroked slowly, the girl lapped at her virgina. She planted her full mouth on her that made Supergirl gasp and tighten. She twirled her tongue inside the power princess. Bennington was thoroughly enjoying watching the helpless hero, his henchmen held her legs tight, Supergirl was theirs.

"No...stop...stop..." She was out of breath, her chest heaving heavily. "this isn't fair...all of you, against me...."

Supergirl couldn't get away, the blonde was forcing her into a new orgasm, the slut was licking her unmercifully, she could feel the girl sucking her inner thighs and then kissing her way down to her clit where she licked her with smooth controlled strokes. Tiny bites on her helpless mound that made her shutter and then she planted her whole mouth on her again, she could feel her hot breath on her, sucking at her lips, lapping at the restrained superheroine.

Supergirl had no chance, she was going to cum.

She could feel the men holding her tight, she looked up. On the screen was her. Supergirl being raped by the villains, the blonde model lapping at her with a gun to her back, Supergirl being held down and open, the henchmen with a good grip on her red boots. Everyone was watching her gang rape, everyone watched as the heroine was being mauled.

"AAAIIIiiiiiiiiiiiiii....mmmmgffffffffff" She screamed but Bennington now clasped his hand over her mouth to gag her. She was so weak he only needed one hand to pin her wrist behind her.

This was it, with him gagging her, her wrist pinned behind her, her feet and legs pinned, she felt ultimately helpless, her venerable clit, the one source of her fleeting powers was being assaulted by this skillful slut. Her one weakness was exposed and exploited for all to see. She had never know defeat like this before, so complete. She couldn't help herself, she felt the rising inside her legs, she felt her body tense and sweat, her muscles tighten, the girl wouldn't stop, her fleshy tits brushing against her thighs, the site of her in her thong, head down beneath her superskirt, her hands bound behind her, forced to do there dirty work for them, her hot wet mouth lapping inside her, it was too much.......

"MMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFfffffffmmmmmmmnnnnnnnn" Supergirl cried as her tense body suddenly went limp.

"Haha, that's done her in." Bennington laughed watching Supergirl's frail body in front of him. The blonde slut looked up, her eyes still showing fear. The henchman behind her pulled her to her feet and pushed her back in with the others.

"Not so tough now are you Supergirl ?" he pushed the heroine aside and got to his feet.

Supergirl felt so mortified, she was so weak now. Her panties were so wet and stained, she felt them sticky on her body.

"You win....." Supergirl rolled over on her back to look at them, out of breath. "..now, please release her."

Bennington looked down at the heroine and then over at Tammi.

"You're going to love this." He smiled.

Supergirl heard giggling, and then laughter. She looked over to Tammi.

Tammi stood there, laughing. She jerked her arms suddenly and the cuffs holding her fell to the floor.

"What ???" Supergirl looked puzzled.

Tammi Chung smirked smartly, walking towards the fallen heroine.

"Surprised Supergirl ?" Tammi stood over her smiling with approval .

"Tammi ??? What's going on ??"

"Isn't it obvious, Athena ?" she called her by her real name. "we tricked you.....I knew you'd surrender when you saw your friend in peril." She laughed.

"Tammi...it was you, you're the inside person ?.....But we are friends....why ?"

"Friends, supergirl ?" Tammi's expression grew darker. "I'm a police officer, one of the city's finest ever to leave the academy...and yet they send me out looking for stolen buses! While you, they send you undercover." She kicked Supergirl over on her stomach.

"Ow..."

"That should have been my assignment, you fucking vigilante whore, you think you're better than the regular police ? All those cases you've taken while we get crossing duty."

"No...not better....just trying to help....Ohhhh.." Supergirl tried to get to her knees but Tammi pushed her back down with the heel of her boot.

"That's right, you're not better, because look at you know." Tammi rested her boot on the fallen heroine's curvaceous ass in triumph. "It wasn't them that beat you....it was me!"

Supergirl realized that to be true now. Tammi had tricked her, it was because of her that she allowed herself to be captured, it was because of her that she found herself masturbating until her powers were gone, it was because of her that she took the villain's cock. She had succeeded in not only defeating Supergirl, but possible destroying her.

"Tammi, NO...we're friends." Supergirl sobbed.

"And you almost ruined everything, you almost walked in on them in the dressing room, but luckily I intervened. Showing you the 'stolen buses'" she laughed. " Want to know who stole those buses ? I did."

"I was only too good to be true when they approached me with there plan, " Tammi bent down close to the heroine. "and do you know what I wanted from it all?"

Supergirl felt her close to her back, Tammi was a crocked cop who she thought was her friend, but know she would give her some payback. She gathered the last bit of strength inside of her and turned quickly on the girl.

"Hey !!!" Tammi was caught off guard and thrown backwards landing on her bottom with a 'THUD'.

Supergirl whirled to her feet but was dropped just as quick by a chop to her shoulders. The heroine fell looking at the assailant behind her.

"You Supergirl." Takomi said standing in front of his large body guards. "You were the clincher that Officer Chung need to be in on our plan.'

"Takomi ???"

"Yes Supergirl, I thought you would have figured it out by now." He pulled the handkerchief from his pocket and began wiping his hand. "You didn't think my nephew had the brains to pull off something like this did you ?"

"n-nephew ??"

"You Bitch !!" Tammi got to her feet and charged but was stopped by one of the bodyguards.

"Bennington Enterprises is a subsidiary of Takomi Motors." He paused for a moment looking at one of his bodyguards who had seized the reporter and her bag. "Although Takomi Motors has gone through a recession lately, the stock has dropped almost fifty percent and there is currently a government inquiry into my dealings. But with our latest venture and our, um....sideline interest.."

"Like selling sex slaves.." Supergirl grumbled rubbing her head.

"Yes." He pulled the film and camera from the bag.

"Hey those are mine, he told me I could have them." She pointed at Bennington.

"Have these destroyed, we don't want any evidence." He handed the bag to another of his men.

"No, he said...." The reporter started but was pushed back into the crowd of onlookers.

"And you Supergirl would make a fine addition to my private harem, but unfortunately I did promise officer Chung." He smiled at her one last time. "Let's start getting these girls loaded, we have a schedule to keep."

The henchmen began gagging the mmffing girls as Tammi approached Supergirl once more.

"Nice move, Supergirl. But you won't catch me sleeping again."

"Tammi, help me....I can get you pardoned...."

"Shut up, slut." Tammi straddled Supergirl's hips. "You don't deserve this costume, I'm the best there is." She grabbed Supergirl's top pulling it up.

"No..don't " Supergirl could only offer token resistance, her strength was gone, she was soo weak, so exhausted she couldn't fight back.

Tammi pulled at the satin blue top, supergirl's firm round breast bounced out from under as the henchmen stopped to admire them. Her nice round nipples and perfect frame were a treat. Tammi pulled the top over the screaming heroine's head, Bennington's cum on her front smeared over her face as the top was pulled from her. Supergirl fell backwards, her tits exposed to the smiling Tammi.

"Give me all of it, slut." Tammi next pulled her leg up and unzipped her boots.

"No, Tammi STOP ! Don't do this....please....." her bare feet slipped free of the boot, Tammi started on the other. Supergirl felt so helpless, she was so weak, she could barely lift her arms. Tammi pulled her feet free of the boots, she looked at them admiring the nice red leather then kicked her own off and zipped Supergirl's on.

"No...those are mine...." Supergirl watched as Tammi admired her own long legs in the boots, she then pulled off her own uniform top and slipped the familiar red and blue top of Supergirl's on. Tammi admired herself as the heroine lay sprawled on the floor.

"Let's have that skirt and belt now." Supergirl was limp as Tammi pulled the belt free from her. She turned Supergirl over.

Supergirl could feel her skirt being pulled down her legs, her panties and ass exposed now like her bare breast as the villainess stripped her.

"You can keep the panties, yuck!" Tammi laughed putting on the skirt.

"Look it's Supergirl !" One of the henchmen mocked as Tammi blushed and flirted with him.

"Why thank you citizen." She teased. " And look at this hot slut down on the floor, she needs some cooling off don't you think." Tammi took a nozzle from the henchman. It was one of the water hoses used in demonstrations. She aimed it at the flared superheroine stung out on the floor.

Supergirl lay there beaten and stripped. Her arms and legs spread eagle, her tits exposed, only her cum stained panties remained on her. She seemed so exhausted....then the cold water hit her.

"Aaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii....she screamed as SupergirlTammi sprayed her with the hose. She tried to block it with her hand but the rush of water covered her, she was drenched. Her hair stuck to her, her panties were now completely wet, her entire body was soaked as the villains laughed at her. She looked around, the race queens were all being led away, even the reporter was bound and gagged and being pushed by them. Arkoma waved a final good bye as he and Benny parted.

"AAAAAiiiiiiiiiiiii" Tammi sprayed her again, she was in a puddle of water.

"..cough....cough..." Supergirl lay shivering.

Tammi smiled circling her, she picked up a length of rope and headed for Supergirl. Tammie turned her on her stomach, pulling the wet heroine's hands behind her. Supergirl felt the cord loop her wrist she felt her bare ankles being bound by the henchmen. Tammi pulled the rope tight against the heroine, she looped her shoulders making sure Supergirl knew she was going to be roped tight. Tammi relished this, she looked at the naked heroine beneath her, she had stripped her proud uniform and now she was going to show the world Supergirl was nothing.

"And here's a little present to make sure you don't regain your powers before you're found." Tammi held in her hand a small vibrating cock.

"N-no...please..I've had enough...." Tammi ignored her and pulled her panties open, planting the cock just inside Supergirl's panties, the cock vibrated against her lips, Supergirl's panties holding it in.

"You like that slut ?" Tammi teased, she pushed the cock harder against Supergirl causing her to shutter.

"OOOOhhhhhhh...." ....'My poor pussy' Supergirl thought.

Tammie pushed the cock again and this time it entered the heroine with a 'SLOTHING' sound.

"OOOhhhhmmmmmnnnnggggggg...."

"Still wet huh sweets." Tammie smiled at the wide eyed heroine."Come on, lower the rope."

Supergirl tried to look behind her, her legs were lifted as a massive hook was placed between her ankles. Slowly she was raised until her entire body was suspended just below the large screen.

"There, there is your mighty Supergirl !" Tammi giggled. "Now wait until your precious Chief sees you now, I want everyone to know how I beat Supergirl. Tammi tossed her badge to the floor.

Supergirl hung suspended upside down, her hair matted to her, dripping wet in nothing but her panties that were soaked as well as the buzzing device echoed between her legs. Drops of water dripped from her plump wet tits, she squirmed unable to break free as the crowd below stared at the fallen hero. The villains had fled, she would eventually be rescued by the police......but how humiliating for her. How could she explain being hung up like a piece of meat, the symbol of the villain's conquest. Could she recover from this? Could she track the fiends down and save the race queens ?

Supergirl in Superswitch

By Supergirlx & Cliff

Chapter 1

Supergirl looked down at the bracelet in her hand, it was polished gold with ancient writing circling it. She didn't know what the marks meant, nor did she care. She only cared about finding the villain who had left it behind at the last heist. Who had stolen almost three million in jewels from the home of one of the city's most respected families. A thief who had struck in the night, silent and crafty enough to outwit the most complicated security systems. The guards only saw the backs of them as they disappeared into the night, he said they wore strange costumes, like those in pirate movies, ruffled shirts and leather boots with swords. In the darkness he could make out the silhouette of a woman who seemed to be the boss, she smiled broadly, giddy with glee as she ran off with the jewels.

It was all Supergirl needed to hear. She had heard rumors of a new villainess recruiting henchmen around town. Some crazy who had a passion for the swashbuckling of pirates and buccaneers. Well she wasn't about to let some 'Pirate Queen' run amuck in her fair city. Supergirl was the sworn protector of the city, and when the police called on her to help with this, she was more than happy.

Her fingers circled the bracelet in her hands. There, that was what she was looking for. A symbol of a skull with a knife through it. She looked up at the thumping club just down the block from the corner she was on. The same symbol was lit in bright neon just above the door. This was the place, whoever this villain was she was about to come to an end.

Supergirl tucked away the bracelet, she strolled down the street towards the club. As she passed people on the street they eyed her with awe. Some of them smiling broadly, excited to see a real superheroine. Supergirl strolled passed the onlookers, with a confident swagger in her step, she smiled, nodding at some of them. They watched as the costumed heroine approached the door of the club. The bouncer at the front looked her over. He didn't know what to make of her. She was exquisite in her bright blue and red costume, the 'S' on her chest stretched the satin like material of her top between her two round breast. Her short skirt seemed to barely cover her, he could have sworn he caught a glimpse of yellow silk just beneath it as she stepped up to the door. Her shapely legs were firm and smooth, down to her bright red heeled boots. As she approached him the cape behind her fanned in the breeze, she smirked only partially noticing him.

"Excuse me, darling" He looked down at her from behind his dark shades. "But the club is full...you'll have to come back"

"I'm here on official business. "

"Well I'm sorry, you're going to have to come back" The giant of a man stood up from his stool and flexed his muscular arms. "Now little girl, why don't you go and find yourself a costume party somewhere.'

'Doesn't this idiot know who I am ?' She thought. Supergirl snapped a look at him. There was no way she was going to let this bruiser stop her.

"I'll tell you what...." She closed on him, the man gulped as he felt her firm body against his. She was absolutely hot, he was taken aback.

"...you go ahead and sleep while I have a look around." With lightning speed she slapped his head sending him flat back on to his stool. The bouncer slumped unconscious, Supergirl gently adjusted his glasses as if he were asleep. She turned on her heels and entered the club.

Inside the music blared all around, crowds of people were gathered at several of the gambling tables. Cocktail waitresses walked around in skimpy sparkling outfits of pirate girls with large trays of drinks. Supergirl slipped in with little notice as the people were too busy gambling. The ones that did see her looked her up and down in her strange outfit. They whispered to themselves as she walked past. She approached the bar, two men seated there smiled and glared at her. She could feel there eyes circling her.

"I need to find the owner." She said to the bartender.

"S-Supergirl ?" He was surprised. A slight smile slipped across her lips.

"Let me ring the boss and see if she's busy"

'She! I knew I was on the right track !' Supergirl thought as she watched him take a phone from behind the bar and dial an extension.

"Yeah, we....have a problem up hear......." He turned his back on Supergirl for privacy.

Supergirl's eyes widen as she felt the back of her skirt being lifted.

"Hey !" She turned around quickly to the two smiling men behind her.

"Oh, come on honey. Lets see some of that legendary ass of yours."

"Yeah, what say we party ?"

"You're obviously drunk." Supergirl said firmly.

"Oh come on Wonderwoman...lets have some fun."

"I'm not Wonde.......Hey ! Let go of me !!"

Suddenly she was grabbed by the other. He quickly got behind her, pinning her arms to her back. Supergirl tried to pull free but he had a better grip on her.

'Have to stay calm, I don't want to cause a scene when I'm this close.' She told herself.

"Ha, ha...you're not so tough." The drunk in the front of her leered so close she had to turn away from his foul breath. She trembled with anger, trying to control herself. She felt the man behind her laughing as if it was a big joke....no....as if she was a big joke.

"Mary Marvel, Ha !" He laughed. "You not so tough, haha. Just another little girl playing dress up in yurr fancy costume. What's the matter ? Can't break free ? I knew all this talk about superheroines wasn't true."

"I'm not Mary....and I'm trying to be patient with you....but if you don't release me I will be forced to use violence." She said through gritted teeth still held in the man's grip.

"Ohhhh...she's going to use violence..." they mocked laughing at her. "I don't think you're in any positions Wondergirl."

"Release me now !" Supergirl was fed up with this game, she would just have to beat these thugs to a pulp and still get her information. She pulled her arms free of the man behind her. He tried to contain her but was amazed at how strong this girl was. She pushed him back hard against the bar.

"Unnnggggg...."

Turned her gaze towards the man in the front. He backed away stumbling over a nearby table.

Supergirl watched him with a grin.

"You should watch who you pick on next time, " She pointed her finger sternly at him, "You thugs are no match for me, I'm Supermmmmffffffffffff !!!!!!"

"Not so fast, Supergirl." The voice behind her was that of the bartender. Suddenly she saw the soft whit pillow of a cloth being pressed against her nose and face. Fumes from it took her breath away. The bartender was leaning over the bar, clamping the rag to her face, the other drunk behind her had jumped to his feet and was pushing her hands behind her back with all his strength. Her eyes fluttered from the heavy drugs as she tried to fight them off.

"Mmmmmffffffffff" Suddenly the situation had become serious. The drunk in front of her was no longer drunk.........'Oh no...it's a Trap !!'

"We've been expecting you Supergirl."

"Mmmffff.....noooo...." Her young body twisted in their grip, cape flapping behind her, the red and blue heroine couldn't escape.

She struggled but her powers were weakening, she could feel the man behind her strain to keep her from getting free, all the while the chloroform was making her head dizzy. She felt the fake drunk wrap his arms around her boots, her legs were trapped. She wasn't going anywhere. He smiled broadly at her as he held her struggling legs.

"Mmmmmffffff...lllet me gooo.....mmmmmffff"

'The fumes clouding my head...getting weaker....'

The bartender climbed over the bar to help hold her, careful not to let the cloth away from the struggling Supergirl. The three men held on to her, fighting against her super strength as the crowd hardly took notice of the superheroine being subdued at the bar. Some of them stopped catching Supergirl's pleading eyes. But they only smiled, they were happy to see her captured. Some of them she even recognized, ones she had placed in prison before, she hated them seeing her like this.

"That's right, we've been waiting for you Supergirl."

"Mmm...very nice..."

She looked down at the man pinning her legs. He was looking up her skirt, directly at her helpless mound. He smiled as he was able to see her panty cleavage, her soft lips pushing against the material.

'Supergirl's snatch.' He thought watching in awe.

Her hips swaying from side to side, the fiend took great pleasure watching her. His eyes grew wide as he reached for her skirt.

"Gasp..mmmfffff..nnooo...." She struggled harder, unwilling to let the drug take effect. She tried to pull away but couldn't break free. Were these thugs really going to take Supergirl prisoner ?

Now some of the people wondered by, stopping to witness the specticle. A man in dark shades with two tall models in slinky cocktail dresses stopped for a glance. Supergirl recognized him instantly, he was a villain who traded on the black market regularly. She had arrested him several times only to be let go by some judge who had been paid off. He smiled a bit taking a sip of champagne. The girls on either side of his arms,

'What are you looking at sluts ?' Supergirl thought.

The girls giggled, watching the helpless Supergirl. They sipped wine and pointed at her now exposed body. They seemed to be enjoying her situation, laughing as her eyes felt so heavy now. Her body weak as the man continued to gag her with the drugged cloth.

"Mmmm..mmmmm.."

"That's it boys, she's done for now."

"You snooped into the wrong place this time, slut."

Her head slumped lazily on the man's shoulder, her powers gone.

She felt herself become tired, her arms were heavy. Sleep was coming down on her, still the fiends ravaged her body. She could feel the other men taking liberties with her as she grew weaker. Her tits were cupped by strange hands, feeling her through her costume, they groped her defenseless ass as she lay in their clutches like a rag doll.

'So...weak.....can't fight...mm...'

The girl of steel slumped in their arms. She was out, ........defeated and captured.

The spectators laughed, talking among themselves at the excitement.

"...She lost, haha..."

"...should never have come in here, this is our place...who does she think she is ?"

"...someone's finally put that costumed slut in her place....."

The crowd of villains watched joyously as Supergirl's head fell forward, her long hair falling on either side of her.

The men smiled at each other, congratulating themselves on a job well done over the defeated hero. She stood between two of them as they held her up, groggy and weak.

"Let's have a look at her then." One of them said as Supergirl was turned to face the bar. She was bent limply over on it, they pulled her cape away laying the bottom on the side next to her. The bartender grabbed each side of her short skirt and slowly lifted it to present her ass to the audience. The powerless heroine lay face down on the cold bar, unable to stop them. She was at their mercy.

"Woooo...!!!!" The men playfully lifted her skirt revealing her tight panty clad ass. They admired her plush cheeks peeking out, and her firm thighs.

Supergirl lay helpless as one of them grabbed the top of her panties and pulled them tight into her ass. They crowd laughed and giggled as they watched her instant wedgie. Her tender ass shook as next a hand slapped her; the heroine lay completely helpless, at their mercy. The crowd cheered, making a game of her.

"Spank that bitch, " A man with a scar said, " she sent me up for 5 years."

"Lets finisher her off" Another said.

A voice came from the back of the crowd as everyone became silent.

"No."

The crowd parted. There standing behind them was the owner of the bar. A tall attractive looking girl with long dark hair. She wore a puffy white shirt with a leather skirt and knee high boots. A large earring dangled in her right ear and a bull whip hung at her side. Her eyes were piercing behind a black mask that hid her identity.

She walked over to the men and Supergirl. The men quickly pulled the groggy heroine from the bar standing her up.

'Who...' Supergirl tried to think, still feeling her underwear creasing between her privates. '..Pirate Queen...' she could barley make out the blurry images in front of her.

The villainess looked her over for a minute.

"Good, I knew she would come. Now, lets get her downstairs, I have plans for her."

The bartender took Supergirl, she fell over his shoulder. Her cape draped down to the floor over her head, her luscious ass peeking out from beneath the short skirt. He lifted her, walking through the gazing crowd to one of the back doors of the club.

"Hurry, the chloroform won't last long on her." The Pirate Queen hurried past the henchman quickly as he entered through the door.

'W-what happened ?' Supergirl's head was clouded. She didn't know what was going on, it felt as if she were moving without walking. She opened her eyes to see the floor below her, she suddenly realized that she was on someone's shoulder.

'Who ? Wait.....now I remember.'

Just then the man dropped her in a chair.

"What the ?" His eyes were wide with fright. "She's awake !!! She's Awwwwwgggggg"

Supergirl landed a hard punch on his chin sending him flying. She stood up looking at the Pirate Queen and the two other thugs.

'They're not going to get the jump on me this time.'

"Get her !!!" The Pirate Queen shouted as the men charged.

One of them lunged at her with the cloth of chloroform but Supergirl caught his arm.

"Oh no you don't." she bent his arm and pressed the drugs into his face. "Let's see how you like it."

The large man's eyes rolled back as he slumped to the floor.

The other henchman grabbed Supergirl from behind, locking her into a bear hug.

Using her super strength she broke his hold, lifted him from his feet and tossed him aside.

"Fools !" The Pirate Queen shouted looking at her defeated minions.

"Give it up Pirate Queen, I'm taking you and your gang to the police."

The villainess looked around worried, scared. Then an idea came to her.

"So Supergirl, I see you have my bracelet."

"That's right." Supergirl straighten her costume as she looked down on the villain. "It's what I used to track you with."

"Well tracking me and capturing me are two different things sweetie." The leathery Queen smirked taking an identical bracelet from her pouch and slipping it on her wrist.

"I don't think I'll have any trouble taking you in."

"Well Supergirl, if you want me, then come and get me."

'Who does this silly girl think she's talking to ?' Supergirl wondered.

"If you can defeat me and claim my bracelet, then I'll go with you.........if not, I get the enjoyment of defeating Supergirl for good."

"Oh boy." Supergirl rolled her eyes. Another challenge from another crook in a mask. They all wanted the reputation of defeating the mightiest heroine on Earth, but they had all ended up in prison. She smiled at the absurdity of it.

"Then get ready to loose your bracelet."

'That's what I'm counting on.' The Pirate Queen smiled taking her whip from her hip. She whipped it out catching Supergirl's ankles together and pulling her down.

"Ohhhh.." Supergirl fell to the floor with a thud. The villain whipped her lash out again catching heroine's wrist.

"oh no you don't." Supergirl grabbed the whip and pulled it hard.

The Queen was pulled off her feet, amazed at the power of Supergirl. Before she knew it Supergirl was on top of her.

"Ahhh, get off me slut !!!!"

Supergirl pinned her, the Pirate Queen's arms held firm beneath her powerful legs.

"It's over Pirate Queen...or whatever you call yourself. Petty criminals like you don't stand a chance." Supergirl smiled at the struggling girl beneath her, she felt powerful again, dominant.

"...and I'll take this." She joyously pulled the bracelet from the Pirate Queen's wrist and slipped it on hers.

"You see, crime never pays, and when you get to prison.....what...what's going on ?"

Supergirl watched as the bracelets began to glow, then suddenly they slammed together.

"What ? Unnnggg....can't pull them apart....."

"That's right superboob." The Pirate Queen smiled beneath her. "Those are Moroccan Slave bracelets, when worn together, the wearer is rendered helpless...." She grinned even broader, "...that's you !"

"You tricked me ! Ohhhh...." Supergirl fell back as the villain pushed her off.

"That's right, and I have big plans for you."

"What are you going to do with me ?" She looked up at the villain confused, her powers fading.

The Queen removed her mask, and to Supergirl's astonishment....

'She's just a girl !' Supergirl thought looking at the villainess. She was quite pretty but looked as if she were still a schoolgirl. Some little girl playing cops and robbers......but she had defeated Supergirl.

"I'm going to strip you."

"What do you mean ?"

"Just as I said, " She began undressing herself, taking her blouse off and then her skirt. Next her boots until she stood over the hero in her silky bra and panties, staring at her. The girl had a very nice body, slender and soft. Her breast were perky and firm, she looked as if she couldn't have been older than a college girl.

"Now give me your clothes." She took a tough stance.

"No !!! Don't !!!"

The henchmen had come to, then pinned Supergirl to the floor, her bound hands were forced above her.

The girl jumped the helpless Supergirl. She pulled her boot off, pushing Supergirl down and then the other.

"Ahhh...get off me....no, you can't do this......this is mine !!!"

The girl wrestled her down, pinning Supergirl's legs and pulled her belt off.

"Strip slut, your powers are gone." She laughed grabbing a hand full of Supergirl's hair. "Now be a good girl and give me that skirt."

"Noo....NO......" But the villain slowly pulled the tiny skirt down around Supergirl's ankles. She was bulling the heroine, doing what ever she wanted. Supergirl's satin yellow panties were once more revealed. Her body jerking hard to get free.

"Hmmm...nice peach."

"Get away from me !"

"Umm...a very nice peach...if I had the time, I'd eat you out, hero." She looked Supergirl in the eye with a mischievous grin, then ran her fingers along Supergirl's snatch, parting her pussy lips between her soft fingers. The sensations caused the heroine to arch in pleasure.

"Mmmm.....nnngggggg" Supergirl squirmed, she felt a ting of excitement. "No, you're not suppose to do this to me...I'm Supergirl..." she moaned.

'This is not suppose to happened.' She thought. 'Villains don't rape superheroines.....just tie us up and set a trap....not this....'

"Bet you'd like what I could do to you Supergirl"

"No...no...lesbian, get away from me..."

"Do you just like this..." The girl planted her warm lips down on Supergirl's lips, stroking her through her costume panties, fingering her clit.

"Gasp !"

'What kind of villain is she ?' Supergirl wondered to herself.

"Mmm...wouldn't you want me to do this...." She cupped the helpless heroine's pussy, stroking the soft sides, her nails dancing down the heroine's strip.

'Why did she strip me ? She's going to rape me !.Getting so hot....so excited....cant give in...have to fight....?'

Supergirl could feel the girl's soft body on top of her, rubbing against hers. She pulled herself closer, pushing Supergirl's legs apart. Her hands groping at the tender inner thigh of Supergirl that sent jolts through her.

"What are you doing ? No don't do that...."

"Don't you wish I had a dick...so I could fuck you right." The villain laughed as her own mound stroked against Supergirl's.

"Oooohhhhhhhhhhh !!!!!!!!!.........." Supergirl bit her lip in ecstasy as she felt the girl press against her. Her soft package against her own tender mound. She felt herself become so excited, her breath heavy as the girl stroked on top of her, sliding up and down, covering all of Supergirl's helpless snatch.

The girl began to grind on her, her wet mound slamming against Supergirl's now moist and hot pussy. The two satin clad clits sliding silkily up and down, Supergirl's juices staining her bright yellow panties to her shame. Her panties a mess with her own cum. Her body beading in sweat as the muscular young girl danced on top of her, enjoying the anguish on the tortured hero's face. The men holding her watched in delight as their boss enjoyed her spoils.

"Mmmm....you are enjoying this." The girl laughed.

'No...cant...fight it.....so wet......'

"No....leave me alone..."

"Yes you are." The villainess grabbed Supergirl's panties pulling them down.

"Ahhhh....." She squirmed.

The fiend stroked the heroines naked clit with her fingers.

"See, your juices don't lie, hahahhaha" To Supergirl's shame she showed the heroine her own wetness.

"Hahahahahahahahaha" The henchmen laughed along.

Supergirl's face became beet red, she closed her eyes tight, she wanted the nightmare to end.

"I'm the only villain to ever have you at my mercy Supergirl...haha, the most powerful heroine of all" She laughed in her face, "I only wish that I could stay and play.....but there is work to be done."

"Oh, I love that cape." She turned her attention again to stripping the weeping hero.

"No, its mine....leave me alone."

"Quiet bitch, just give me your costume."

The villain undid the cape from around her neck and pulled it off. The soft cape slipped from the hero smoothly. Supergirl was left with only her top now. She struggled, embarrassed and confused. The henchmen again admired her tight body, her curvaceous hips and plump mound. They drooled at the thought of her tits being set free.

"mmm....and now..." The villainess looked at Supergirl's breast.

"No..." But her pleas weren't enough as the villain slowly lifted the powder blue top. Supergirl squirmed, she could feel the material slipping up, about to expose her.

'Damn these bracelets!'

The villainess slipped the top up and Supergirl's pert titties came bounding out. Her plush satin packed pillows were out for all to enjoy.

"Oh what pretty little tits. Why don't we set them free." The girl grabbed Supergirl's bra firmly.

'No. She cant'

The fiend ripped her bra off, her breast shook violently, her pink nipples hard and erect, the henchmen fondling her, getting free feels at her expense. They groped her full breast, excited at the thought of having Supergirl in their clutches.

Supergirl watched on the floor, only her wet stained panties remained on her, her body glistening with sweat.

"Ok, get her ready." The girl commanded the thugs as they retrieved the Pirate Queen's discarded costume and began putting it on Supergirl.

"What ?? What are you doing ?"

The men slipped the lacy shirt over her head, forcing her hands into the leather gloves before the bracelet bound her again. They forced the skirt on her and pulled on the thigh high boots. All the while Supergirl was forced to watch as the villain laid claim to her costume. She watched helplessly as the girl pulled on her mini-skirt. Her long legs barely covered by the short skirt. Then her tight top that hugged her body as well as Supergirl's, the mighty 'S' of Supergirl blazing across her chest.

"No, you're not Supergirl...I am !!"

"Shut her up." She clamped Supergirl's belt around her waist.

"Mmmmfffffffffff" A rag was stuffed into Supergirl's mouth and then the black mask of the Pirate Queen was placed on her.

'I don't believe it, she's going to take my place ! I've got to get free.'

But the villain had more plans for her, and rope. The thugs quickly began to bind the disguised heroine. The pulled her hands behind her back and looped rope over the bracelets while another crossed her ankles and bound her booted feet.

"NOOOOO...mmmmmmmfffffffffffffff !!!!!!!!!!" She had to watch as she was being tied up as the teeny girl dressed in her costume. The girl slipped on her red boots, smoothing the soft leather to the curves of her legs. She pulled the cape out on either side, admiring the skimpy dress.

"Oh, I feel soooo sexy." She giggled.

"Mmmffff..." Supergirl watched her as they finished tying her up. Suddenly she noticed how the girl looked so much like her.....what was she up to ?

"How do I look Supergirl....." She smiled teasing her. Then turn a mirror to show Supergirl herself. "....or should I call you 'That villainous Pirate Queen' haha "

"I'm glad I captured you, you're going to be punished for all those robberies you've done."

"Nooommmmfff...noo..yyou woht get away wif this....." they had done a good job binding her, she couldn't break free, she felt so ashamed. Her powers gone, she couldn't get out of the ropes.

"Get away with it?...I already have, slut." She slapped the helpless Supergirl's face in humiliation. Supergirl lay bound and gagged at her feet.

"Get rid of her, " she whispered to her henchmen. "When we're done she'll have a lot to answer for, haha."

"Come on, lets get her hidden." They lifted, one carrying her feet while the other lifted her shoulders. The third man walked through a door to a car parked in a garage...he slipped his key inside the trunk and it popped open.

'No...I've got to get away...'

Supergirl was dropped squirming into the trunk. She looked with pleading eyes as the crooks stood over her, the top not yet closed on her..

"Ok, take her right were we planned...."

'What was this ?' Supergirl could feel something sharp behind her....if only she could use it to cut the ropes....

"....then when'll get the goods and fly out of town before anyone's the wiser."

She had done it...the ropers were cut.....and they hadn't noticed......she wanted to try something.. She slipped the metal between the bracelets and to her surprise they parted.

'My hands are free !!!' She watched them carefully, her mouth still packed with the gag.

"I'm going outside and greet my public....take her to the hide out."

"Right, boss." The men watched as she left through a door leading out to the street. The three men looked at each other and smiled.

"Ok, who gets her first when we get to the hideout ?"

Supergirl looked at each of the men in shock, listening to them plot there dastardly deeds.

Slowly she reached down behind her. Using the object to slice the ropes holding her boots.

"I get her first...hehe, and when I'm through, their wont be anything left for you guys, hehe." He smiled leaning in at her.

'That's it !' Supergirl thought as she leaped out of the trunk knocking the henchmen out with a leaping kick.

"What !? She's escaping !!! Get her !!!!" One yelled.

The next man tried to grab Supergirl's wrist and force the bracelets together again but to his surprise she had slipped them off. Her strength was back and she flipped him over the car crashing into the wall. The third thug looked so scared he turned to flee and knocked himself out.

Supergirl rubbed her wrist looking around. The men were out, now she wanted the Queen. She opened the door looking out at a crowd of people that were gathering.

"Oh, its Supergirl !"

"Supergirl ! Supergirl !" They chanted as they gathered around the fake. She smiled, enjoying the attention.

"Did you get her Supergirl ? Did you catch the robber ?"

The fake Supergirl smiled and looked around at the crowd.

"I promise you, I will catch her." She was loving this. "And when I do, I will personally take her prisoner."

The people cheered.

Supergirl couldn't believe the nerve of her. She walked closer to the girl, she could feel her powers returning now that the bracelets were off, she wanted to face the villain.

"When I catch her she's going to be sorry she......" The villain saw Supergirl. "Sup-..er...Pirate Queen !"

"There she is Supergirl." The crowd parted as Supergirl got closer.

"Get her Supergirl.....You've got her now."

"Yes come get me Supergirl." Athena challenged her in front of all the people. "If you're really Supergirl, come and get me."

The fake looked around nervously, the people in the crowd were shouting fro her to fight. She knew she had no chance against Supergirl....but if she didn't defeat her, everyone would know she was a fake.

The crowd parted leaving, circling the two women as they faced each other.

"Now we'll see how good you are without any of your tricks." Supergirl smirked confident.

"Ahhhhhhhhh !!!!!!!!!" The villain charged, Supergirl smiled, she stepped aside tripping the girl. She fell with a 'thud' on her bottom.

"Get up Supergirl !!!" The crowd yelled.

The girl got up rubbing her bottom with a frown. She slowly approached the relaxed Supergirl who was casually waiting for her. The girl jump at her, throwing a punch, but Supergirl caught her fist easily.

"What's going on ?" Someone asked. "What's wrong with Supergirl?"

The villainess mouth dropped as Supergirl jerked up into a bear hug.

"Nnnnngggggg..." The girl grimaced.

"I'll teach you villain, it takes more than a short skirt to be Supergirl, "

"Nnnngggg..no...Owwwww...let go of me !!!!..." The villain couldn't break free, she pushed but Supergirl was too powerful. Her breath short, she soon passed out in the heroine's arms, a limp rag doll, defeated. The crowd began to boo, shouting insults to Supergirl.

"Time for you to strip, sweets."

The crowd watched as what seemed like a supervillain having her way with the defeated Supergirl..

"You're finished." Supergirl smiled. She walked over to the villain and assumed her power pose. "Now I want that costume back."

The people gathered closer as they saw Supergirl began to strip the villain. Confused and angry they watched as what looked like a villain was unzipping Supergirl's boots and pulling them free of her feet.

"Look, she's stripping Supergirl !!'

"Boo, Booo....leave her alone !."

Athena then pulled the short mini-skirt down off the girl. Her slender figure appeared to the crowd as well as her black thong panties. The belt was the next to go, the groggy villain was helpless, she only moaned as she was being stripped by the heroine.

"...this isn't right" Some one said in the crowd as they moved in closer

"We've got to help Supergirl."

Suddenly Supergirl felt someone grab her.

"What ? What are you people doing ?"

"Get her ! You're not going to do that to Supergirl !." They shouted.

"No...you've got it wrong....I'm Supergirl !!!....release me !" But even more people grabbed her, women, men, even kids. They held her arms, pulling her off the half stripped villain, she was mobbed.

"No...you've made a mistake....let go of me. I'm Supergirl !!!'

"No mistake villain." They had her. Even with her powers she wasn't strong enough to break free.

"She's crazy...trying to take Supergirl's clothes...."

"Unnnggg.g...unnnng...get off me...she's not real....I'm Supergirl...." The heroine couldn't break free, they had her. She tried to pull against them, struggling in the grip of the mob, everywhere on her body someone was holding her. She couldn't shake them.

"No....cant you see you're helping the wrong person..unnnggg...let go of me..."

Others were helping the fake Supergirl to her feet, they had taken the costume back from Supergirl's grip and was dressing the villain.

"No !!' Supergirl struggled.

"Ah, ..th-thank you citizens. That fiend must have some kryptonite that's making me so weak" The villain smiled slyly. as she dressed.

"She's lying....let go of me....Unnggg..you fiend....you've turn the people against me."

'There just what I need' The fake Supergirl ran into a nearby jewelry store. The owner was outside helping to pin Supergirl as she flipped through the safe in his back room.

'There ! I knew it.' She pulled a small green jewel from the safe. 'Kryptonite ! Such a rare find......now Supergirl lets see how you like this.'

She tucked away the jewel and strutted outside.

She walked over to Supergirl, so close that no one could see what she was doing.

"Got a surprise for you, Supes." She whispered so low that only Supergirl could hear her. She showed her the kryptonite.

"Merciful heavens, no !" Supergirl begged, she could feel the rays from the stone taking her powers.

'She squirmed trying to break free. The villain smiled broadly leaning in she slipped the stone inside Supergirl's panties, tucking it well.

'Oh no... ....feeling so week...wh-where did she plant it on me ?'

Supergirl felt her powers fade, the fake looked at her backing away slowly.

"Let her go.." She shouted confidently. The people looked at her joyously.

They cheered releasing the weak Supergirl. She staggered forward, her head swimming."

The fake grabbed her hand, twirling her hard and let her go slamming into a nearby post.

"Ahhhhhh !!!!"

"Come on villain, now I'll show you what Supergirl can do." She grabbed the disguised heroine, flipping her and pinning her arm behind her as the crowd cheered.

"Did you see that !!! Go Supergirl !!!! Yaaa !!!!"

Supergirl pushed herself free, she got to her feet and charged at the fake, but the girl easily side stepped her and tripped her. The girl of steel fell in a heap. Before she could look back the girl was on her back, pinning her in a submissive hold. The girl was handling her easily.

"Ohhhh...soo weak....please...what are you going to do with me? ..." The heroine collapsed in her arms.

"I have so many plans for you, slut." The villain whispered.

Supergirl cringed as she could feel the girl's warm breath on her neck, she was helpless to stop her. She had been beaten again. No one believe she was really Supergirl.

"But first you admit I've beaten you for everyone to hear."

"Unnngg....no ! I won't..." Supergirl refused, she wasn't going to let the girl humiliate her like that.

"Say it !" The girl sitting you top of her pushed the heroine's arm up high on her back, she looked like a schoolyard bully beating up a weaker child.

"Oowwwww...noo....nn..noo..."

"Say it! Tell everyone you're a looser." The villain snatched a hand full of Supergirl's beautiful hair in her hand, yanking the girl of steel's head back.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH !!!!!...S-Stop..I won't do it....I won't..."

The villain was loosing her patients, she clamped her legs hard on Supergirl's back, she pinned her arm higher, she yanked hard on the helpless heroine's locks.

"Yes you will !" She commanded through gritted teeth.

Tears welled in Supergirl's eyes. She wasn't used to this pain, she was always so powerful. She couldn't thought of admitting defeat to a weaker girl. She cried, her spirit like her body broken, her teeth clenched tight. She felt utterly helpless, so ashamed.

"I...I.." She wanted to bite her tongue off, the words were so bitter, she felt her body shutter with excitement and strange feelings. "..I ...I surrender...you win, I give up.." She sobbed as the crowd burst into cheers. She hid her face on the pavement for a moment listening to the celebrations above her. She sobbed, she had never know such public defeat before, how could she make them understand how wrong they were. She sobbed like a wounded kitten as some of them pointed at her, flashing victory signs with there hands, they pushed her, kicked her. She just wanted to run, to get away but they wouldn't let her. She was so weak, unable to do anything to stop them.

"Supergirl defeated her !" They cheered watching as the villain flashed her muscles in Supergirl's costume. She circled the weeping hero in triumph. She had not only defeated Supergirl, but had made her submit as well.

"That's right, I've got her....she isn't going anywhere.." She pointed down at the heroine at her feet.

"So you tried to strip me, bitch ? Lets see how you like being stripped here in front of everyone."

"Gasp! No...I'm Supergirl...you can t strip me here.....not with everyone watching ! Haven't you done enough...you won..."

"Yes I have, sweets and now it's time for you to pay." She grabbed Supergirl pulling her up and pinning her hands behind her back. The heroine was so weak that the villain only need one hand to hold her as her head fell forward. Her hair covering her embarrassed face then she gasped as the villain's hand appeared in front of her.

"Noo....noo...please..don't..." she watched horrified as the villain began unbuttoning her villain costume from Supergirl. The masked heroine looked back at her with pleading eyes, and then back down at the buttons coming undone. She couldn't believe what was happening. She looked out into the crowd for help, but there were only grinning faces waiting for her exposure. She looked down again, oh no, she could see her belly button. One by one the girl undid the fasteners until the blouse slumped first off Supergirl's left shoulder. Her tits were nearly exposed, the material barely covered her nipples as it pulled downward. She felt a rush of juices between her legs, something inside her was excited at the idea of being gawked at by hundreds of people. The villain teased the other shoulder; gently lifting it, she smiled then dropped it. The blouse dropped like a curtain to display Supergirl's plump bare breast for the crowd's pleasure.

"No...no..." She struggled as some men form the crowd came over to help.

"Here Supergirl, we'll hold her for you."

"Ohhh....no.." Supergirl squirmed trying to turn away, her plump breast catching the breeze. Her nipples rising with excitement. She turned her face away in shame, she felt every eye on her, watching her, admiring her sacred tits. Her supertits, never seen before. For years she had led such a pure life and now the world was seeing her most intimates, her most private places. The more she struggled the more excited the crowd got watching her large tits bounce.

"Nice tits villain." The fake teased as Supergirl struggled to break free from them. "So nice of you to give everyone a show...but its no less than you deserve"

"unngg...I'm going to kill you..."

"Ohhh. Such threats. Your criminal days are behind you now, its time you learned a lesson." The villain tore the remainder of the shirt off of Supergirl. Now she was completely topless, her tender skin exposed in the sun to the crowd as several people were pushing ahead, some of them with cameras that flashed capturing her perfect tits. Capturing her exposure for publication.

"Strip her ! Strip her ! Strip her!" They chanted, the crowd wanted more. They had become vigilante after the supposed captured villain. Still no one knew it was really Supergirl behind the mask.

The fake kneeled at the captured heroine's feet. She grabbed one leg, then slowly unzipped the thigh high leather boots from Supergirl. The material flopped down revealing her smooth shapely legs, her bare feet now on the cold ground. The fiend looked up smiling broadly at her. The crowd whistling in excitement, they wanted more.

"How about loosing this, next." The villain unsnapped her belt and tossed it to the side. Supergirl felt a rush of excitement. Her breath was heavy and heated, her chest pounded causing her breast to heave to the admiration of the two men behind her who stole long looks at the masked Supergirl. She could feel one of them very excited behind her. She could feel him stealing feels on her ass, which no one else saw.

Her taught body jerking to break free, but she knew they weren't through with her yet.

'Oh, no...only my skirt is left...and then....oh no...she wouldn't !!!"

The villain enjoyed this. She loved seeing Supergirl in such a dire situation. Seeing this arrogant and uppity superheroine being taken down.

"Lets have that skirt now." The fake Supergirl had found a small knife in the belt of her former costume. She slid it down Supergirl's belly to the top of the leather skirt.

"Noo.....please....leave me with my dignity...." Supergirl begged as she felt the cold steel against her skin.

She was so vulnerable from the kryptonite somewhere on her. A bitter taste entered her mouth as she begged the villain. She knew that she had lost, she knew that she was helpless, her face grew red with humiliation. She was at the girl's mercy...her...Supergirl.... Captured by a weaker girl. She couldn't get the thought of being beaten and captured by a common girl out of her mind. Her legs were alive with excitement, she thought of how the girl had defeated her before, how she had almost raped a superheroine. How would that look to the crowd ? She felt a flash of heat between her legs.

How had this happened ? How was it now that she was being stripped in plain site of everyone ? She was so excited herself, she could feel her own juices climax beneath her skirt. The wetness smearing down her thighs, her heart jumped.

'Oh no...she's cant do it now....No, everyone will see!!!"

Slowly the villain cut the top of the skirt. Supergirl doubled her efforts to get away, but the men behind her had a tight grip on her. She kicked at the girl, trying to pull away, she couldn't let them see....she just couldn't bear the embarrassment !

"Hold her still, she's going to take her medicine."

"No.. please don't...you don't understand !!..." Her face was flush red, her heart pounded harder, fear ran down her back as she heard the knife rip the material.

'KKKKKkRRRRRRRiiiiiiccccKKKKKKkkkkk"

The skirt was cut all the way down her leg. The fake Supergirl held the ends.....

'Oh no...everyone will see ....please don't do it...please' Tears welled in her eyes, she took a last breath as the skirt was ripped away.

The crowd cheered watching the heroine in just her panties. She tried to hide it, she tried to break free but she was forced back.

"Well, what have we here ?" The fake Supergirl glared at her. Supergirl turned away, her face scarlet.

'Do these sluts stay wet ?' The villain thought to herself.

'Shut up....Shut up....'

"Seems this villain is wet and ready." The crowd laughed, the two men holding her looked down and then at one another.

Supergirl's panties were stained with a long dark wet strip that led down between her legs. She couldn't hide from them. She was forced to show them everything. She felt completely numb, her pulse quick, she was up on her toes, teetering. The fake presented her to the crowd, naked except for her stained panties and mask. Supergirl tried to pull away but they held her arms behind her, her body for all to see, her shame dripping from her glistening thighs.

"Maybe we should unmask her as well."

"No.....please....please....."Supergirl was horrified that they would find out the truth now....that she really was Supergirl...her body would be published on every sex magazine, her shame on every newspaper in the world.

"Lets see who's behind the mask." The fake Supergirl smiled in front of her lifting the mask from her face. Supergirl struggled, the men holding her tight. Her face was exposed. The people looked at her hard, but they did not recognize her.

Supergirl was still mortified; her last defense had been stripped from her. The Pirate Queen took a pair of handcuffs from inside her belt.

"I'll take her from here." She took Supergirl from the men and clamped the cuffs on her. "Let's go villain, your days of crime are over."

The crowd cheered as the unmasked, panty clad Supergirl was pushed through them, her bare feet stumbling through. The laughed at her, nude, her head hung in shame, she had to bare the insults as they passed the crowd.

"Way to go Supergirl!"

"You wont be committing anymore crimes now, bitch !"

She took Supergirl inside the police station. The police watched in stunned silence as the naked Supergirl was led pass the front desk and through the hallway. The villain stopped short.

"Here, we don't want anyone in here to recognize you now do we." She forced the mask back on Supergirl.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE ??!!!"

The fake turned to see a large man with a gold badge staring at her and her prisoner. His face was screaming with anger.

"Good, Captain." She pushed the weak Supergirl forward. "I've captured the Pirate Queen for you."

He stared at her for a minute.

"Why is she naked ? Supergirl have you gone crazy? How dare you do this to a prisoner."

"Shut up !" The fake pushed Supergirl into the man's arms. "You should be thanking me for doing your job ! I don't need your complaining, cop." She turned on her heels and waked down the hall.

The Captain looked stunned. He had never heard Supergirl talk like that before and he didn't like it.

"P....Please....listen..." The Heroine tried to tell him. "I'm Sup-"

"Lock her up." He cut her off. "and get her clothes back."

The police took the slumping Supergirl away.

The fake walked down the police corridors.

'There ! That's what I'm looking for. " She opened the door to the room marked 'File Room'.

Inside she jumped on one of the computers and began digging in the police confident files. She punched in the name of 'Jimmy Chen'. He was the notorious leader of the Chinese underworld. She pulled up his file.

'Ha, they have everything ! Even his access code for his security system.'

"What you looking at Supergirl ?" A female officer looked over her shoulder.

"Get away from me, " The villain turned angrily to her. "Go mind your own business, bitch."

The female officer walked off mad.

'Now Supergirl, its time for you to do some crimes.' The villain thought as she jotted down some notes on Jimmy Chen's mansion. She was giddy, she couldn't wait to get started.

-End of Chapter 1

Supergirl in Superswitch

By Supergirlx & Cliff

Chapter 2

The villainess tugged at the costume, smoothing it out across her tight body. She smiled, this was her prized catch. It had belonged to Supergirl....but she had taken care of her. She giggled to herself. She admired herself in the short skirt and bright red and blue.

'I look much better than Supergirl in this. I wonder where that little slut is that I stripped now ?' She laughed pleased with her conquest of Supergirl and then turned her attention to the steam cleaners across the street. It was an ordinary building, no one would have suspected anything else.

'Another of Jimmy Chen's front.' She smiled. All the information she had stolen from the police office was correct. They could only spy on his operations, maybe catch a courier if they were lucky......but she had no interest in arrest.

'And its about to become all mine.'

The fake Supergirl crossed the street and entering the store with a swagger. Her confidence high, she commanded respect.

Inside were two girls at the counter who stopped when they saw her enter.

"C-Can I help you ?" One of them asked the disguised villain but she didn't answer. Instead she walked right pass them and into the back. Past the rows of clothes, past the steam presses where the air hung thick with fog.

"Wait ! You cant go back there.....stop !!!"

She pushed past the girls until finally she found the back door. She swung it open. Inside were two young girls in traditional style silk dresses counting stacks of money. More money than a cleaners could do in 10 years. The girls looked at her.

"S-S-Supergirl..." the girl's mouth trembled as she took a quick look at the gun on the table.

"Good, you know who I am. Then you also know that using that gun is no use. The bullets will just bounce right off me, but it will make me very angry....." She threw the girl an intimidating look. The girl gasped as both of them backed away from the gun, their hands raised in surrender. They stood facing the fake superheroine, the long slits in there dresses rising high to their upper thigh.

"No Supergirl...please....we give up..."

"Good." The villain smiled. "Now, all of you up against the wall." The pointed sternly to the wall as the girls from the front passed her fearfully.

All of the girls lined up beside one another and spread eagle against it. They looked back nervously, unsure what was going to happen to them. Was Supergirl taking them all to jail ? The girls looked at one another

The fake smiled. She knew the girls wouldn't have tried anything against Supergirl.

"Good girls." The fake Supergirl slowly walked to the worried girls against the wall. "You're all in a lot of trouble. You can go to jail for a long time." She walked past them, noticing how nervous they looked.

"All of this money is dirty, you're all going to do some time."

"I'll have to search you for weapons now. No quick moves, or I'll break your arms." She teased them. She slid her hand down the girl's legs, along their shear silk stockings and up between their legs. The girl's eyes popped, she was being groped by Supergirl. She looked at the other girls, they looked back at her confused. The fake heroine's hands caressed the girl's body and then with a laugh cupped her breast beneath the silky dress and lifted them just enough to make the girl whine.

"oohhh..."

"You're clean, slut." She smiled enjoying toying with Jimmy's flunkies, she move over to the next girl.

"Ahhhhh...what are you doing ??"

"Quiet !!" She put her hands on the girl's small waist.

'mmmm...nice..' She thought. She was enjoying the power of Supergirl. The next girl she felt up, this one had such large tits. Her hands glided up the girl, her silk dress soft to the touch. The villainess took a hand full of the girl's breast. She was loving the power she had over them.

'Mmmm...what a load.' The girl bit her lip as the fake squeezed her large breast. She was helpless against Supergirl. She could only bear the humiliation.

"The guards are going to enjoy you in jail, big tits."

The girl's eyes grew wide. 'Why was Supergirl picking on her ?'

She finished up on the last girl, pushing her hard against the wall and kicked her legs out father apart.

"Ahhhh !!!!!!" The confused girl cried, she seemed frighten, unsure of what Supergirl was going to do to her.

The giggled sadistically at the silly looking girl, she admired the small girl's amble ass.

"OOWWW!!!!" The small girl cried from the slap the fake had applied to her tender bottom.

"Now you girls just stay right where you are." She pointed her finger at them like a mother scolding her children. She grabbed the gun off the table and tossed it across the room then looked at the girls pressed against the wall, smiling with her new found respect.

She grabbed one of the laundry bags and began filling it with the stacks of money.

"What are you doing ?" One of them chanced a look behind her.

"..You're robbing us ?....I thought you were a superheroine ?" The confused girls glance quickly behind them, unsure of what was going on. What was Supergirl doing ? Is this the girl heroine they had always heard about ?

"That belongs to Jimmy Chen, he wont like this."

"Shut up twat !" The fake said stuffing the money. "I'm taking this for evidence. I know this is Jimmy Chen's set up. When he finds out 2 million is missing, you can tell him Supergirl took it....and if he wants it back he can come and try and take it."

The fake laughed as she continued to stuff the bag.

"Not this time Supergirl." Someone suddenly grabbed her, the fake gasped.

"Ahhhhh....." She looked behind her, it was Jimmy Chen himself. He pulled her off balance from behind. The girls on the wall instantly attacked her.

'Oh no....it's a trap !?"

"So Supergirl, you're the one that's been stealing from me." The man wrestled with her, pulling her back.

The fake Supergirl found the girls were all over her. They pinned her legs together, each had her arms, she was being ganged up on. She couldn't break free, she struggled but each time she broke free they pinned her again.

"Aaahhhhhh...let me go ! I'm Supergirl !You had better let me go, NOW !!"

"I thought they said you were strong Supergirl. What's wrong with you ? Surely you can break free of a few girls ?" Jimmy snapped.

"I-I don't want to hurt any of you, if I wanted to I could break free anytime." She struggled pretending to threaten them. "I'm Supergirl, I should arrest all of you if you don't let me gommmmmmffffffffffff"

Jimmy had stuffed a rag in her face. His handkerchief pinned over her nose.

The fake's eyes grew wide. It was drugged. It was the same she had used on the real Supergirl to capture her !

'Oh No !!'

She struggled hard, but the girls were pinning her, they stifled her struggles. They smiled, finally getting revenge on this superslut.

"You're not as strong as they say you are." He watched her eyes flutter beneath the rag.

The fake felt the girls pull her wrist together roughly behind her back. They relished her fighting, they loved putting this bitch of a heroine in her place.

She could feel some sort of tape being wound around her, they were subduing her. She didn't have a chance.....she wasn't Supergirl !!

"Mmmmfffffoooww.....mmmffff...not so rough...mmmfffff"

<VVVVVVRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIPPPPPP Bright glowing green tape wound around her wrist as the man held her. Her paint red nails flaring as the girls tied her up, looping her wrist several times until she was helpless.

"You had already robbed two of my stores....did you think I wouldn't be waiting for you ?" He whispered to her.

'No.......they cant be doing this......this wasn't part of the plan !!....'

"We got her." One of the girls looked up at the gangster smiling. They had finished taping her hands.

"Feel that Supergirl ?" He removed the rag from her face. "I had that especially made for you a long time ago. It's Kryptonite tape. Strong, and will suck your powers away." He laughed.

'Laughs on you fool.' The fake thought, but she still couldn't break the tape. She tried but the tape was really quite strong.

'Uh Oh' She was in big trouble.

"It's no use struggling." One of the girls laughed watching the captured red and blue caped heroine. She admired the tall girl's body, how her silk costume hugged it.

"So you're a thief now Supergirl" The tall thin man named Jimmy Chen said.

"You'd better let me go. I'm Supergirl, you know ? I could escape and pound you to a pulp. You'd better let me go right now !" She was trying to intimidate him but it wasn't working. She noticed his hands slipping down her body, she recoiled.

"Hey, what are you doing ? No ! You cant do this to Supergirl! Get your hands off of me! Didn't you hear me? Ahhh!!"

He took liberties caressing her breast. The other girls looked on pleased, she was now getting what she had done to them. His hands cupped her firm tits, the satin material of the costume was pleasing to the touch.

"You picked the wrong person to steal from Supergirl. Obviously you know who I am.." He said angrily. " But I've got plans for you."

The worried villain bit her lip, squirming as he continued to fondle her. He admired her body.

"Supergirl is mine." His lips curled into a smile.

'What's he up to ?'

"I've always found you quite sexy," He ran his hand under her skirt as she gasped a large breath, looking back at him with a worried expression. "do you know what I'm going to do with you ?"

With heavy breath she nodded her head 'yes'.

'He's going to fuck me....'

She thought as she shivered from his touch beneath her mini skirt. Stroking her, making her ready....and she was to willing to respond.

'He wants to fuck Supergirl....what am I going to do ? Ohhh Gawd...'

The other girls burst into laughter. They looked at one another, they knew they were about to have some fun with the legendary Supergirl.

"Gasp !"

The fake's mouth dropped open. This isn't what she had planned.

He reached down for her short skirt. Grabbing a hand full he tugged it up. The other girls waited in anticipation, they wanted to see what was so special about this Supergirl.

He pulled it up, until her black satin panties appeared from underneath. Her tan tender thighs, her plump pussy pushing through to make a tempting satin mound, the girls licked their lips. Her struggles only made her a more tempting meal.

"Ha, we going to sex us a heroine." One whispered to another.

"Stupid Cow, she shouldn't have played with the boss."

"Mmm...what have we here." The gangster glanced down her trembling form.

She felt him underneath the skirt. His hands touching her, stroking at her panties, the soft fabric being used against her, sliding smoothly up and down her.

Softly she panted, she could feel her passions rising. Her body lurched as his hands caressed her defenseless gap. She could feel her breath becoming hot. She suddenly tried to break free but he pulled her back quickly.

"You're not going anywhere Superslut." He pushed her around towards the door. The girls quickly opened it for him.

"Move !" He lifted the back of her skirt, admired her ass looking ravishing in thong panties and slapped her cheek.

"Owww!!" The fake frowned like a spoiled child, she was pushed forward through the door by the henchwomen and into the steam room. Inside was a large machine that sprayed steam constantly, it was hot in here, the wet steam clung to her body,. He slammed her back against the wall. Steam sprayed out of the machine beside her. He smiled looking at the large 'S' on her heaving chest, he had Supergirl in his clutches......or so he thought.

"OOHhhhhhh..." She was pressed against it, her hands still bound behind her.

"Wh-what are you doing ?"

He pressed in on her. His body hard against hers.

"Oh, get off of me ! Hmmmmmmm"

He kissed her ruby lips, his tongue swimming in her mouth, pressed hard against hers. She felt her breath go hot again, her urges welling inside her, tingling between her legs, wanting him.

She was trapped between him and the wall at her back. The gangster kissed her neck, his mouth hot and sensuous against her tender flesh. She felt herself become wet between her legs, her body was glistening from the steam. He was so close to her.

"No...get off of me...don't rape me....." she cried trying to resist.

She felt him feeling beneath her skimpy skirt and knew immediately what he was doing. She felt him pulling at the top of her panties. She had no defense to stop him, he was ready for her.

"Stop ! No!" There was nothing she could do to stop him. She felt her panties being pulled down.

His fingers wrapped around the tops on each of her hips. Slowly he slid the silky material down her hips until only her triangle was still covered by the wrinkled material. He kissed her again, enjoying himself. He had her just where he wanted her, he wanted to enjoy torturing her. He paused for a moment, giving her a glimpse of hope, still holding on to her panties, beneath her skirt only her clit still covered.

'Oh, so hot. Why doesn't he finish me ? Come on, be a proper villain and fuck me......' Stray thoughts circled in her head as she struggled against her desires..

He smiled at her, pleased that she was so horny.

"Who would have known that Supergirl was so slutty?" he laughed.

He returned his hands beneath her skirt, pulling at her panties again. Down, they slid, clinging for a moment to the insides of her thighs. He pushed them down around her knees where one of the girls finished, pulling them over the fake Supergirl's boots.

She had lost her panties. She was open beneath the skirt, her luscious pink exposed beneath her short miniskirt. The steam warm and wet drifted up her.

"No...don't ...please......I'm not even Supergirmmmmmggggggg" She tried to confess but one of the henchwomen had balled her panties into a nice satin wad and stuffed the fakers mouth shut. She tasted her own panties.

"Shut up slut." The girl said probably still angry over being searched and fondled. She packed the fake's mouth. "What's the matter, don't you like the taste of your own panties ?" She laughed.

"Mmmmffffffff...mmmmmffffffffff" The fake screamed, her mouth full. She heard Jimmy's zipper from his pants open. She looked down, his large penis hung ready for her .

"Nommmmmffffff..nnoooffffffffff..." she screamed. One of the girls came over and hand gagged her, taking a fist full of her long dark hair to still her as their master closed in.

'I've got to get away.....No !!!!'

"Finally we get to do Supergirl, haha." The henchwoman laughed at the fake who's eyes were wide with worry.

'How many heroines have they raped ?' She thought her eyes fixed on the gangster's hard cock closing in on her. There was nothing she could do to stop him....nothing.

She felt her skirt being pulled up, her wet clit dripping from her own juices down her thighs in anticipation, she was hot and wet and ready for his cock.

'Oh Gawd !' She felt him. His large cock just outside her, teasing her lips. She could feel him, warm against her tender clit. She squirmed at his touch, not really fighting to get away, more in pleasure.

Another of the girls came to hold her on the other side. Her struggles were being stifled. She was helpless. She was to remain still for him, she was to be used.

'Oh no....'

She felt his tip at her entrance.

"Ohhhhh..." The gangster smiled as he slowly slipped his cock inside of her. Her wetness made it too easy, almost inviting.

"mmmmfffffnnoo....iiimmm...noootttt ssuppergirlmmfffff!!!! OOOOHHH"

"OOHHHhhhhhh!!" He pressed in deeper into her, the helpless girl who wanted to play Supergirl.

She could feel him enter her. Her nipples became hard beneath the soft fabric of Supergirl's costume. The girls pinning her for their boss looked at one another and then tugged at her top. They pulled her tight costume down her shoulders, down until her breast sprang free, the lycra blue costume crumpled beneath her pert tits. A shame fell over her as she realized her nipples were erect, the girls had surely noticed, they knew.....he knew how really wet she was.

"MMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!" She screamed as all of him pushed inside her hot wet clit. His hips pressed tight against her, she stood on her toes, the heel of her boots scraped the wall behind her.

. She felt him ease back and then forward, stroking against her, his hips rocking with hers.

"Nice captured fuck you are Supergirl. Did you think that you were so powerful not to have been caught ?" He slammed into her to make his point.

"Mmmffffnnnnoo...nnoooo....." The teen villain cried. This isn't what she had planned at all!

The gangster slid in and out of her, her juices sloshing against his hard shaft. The sensations inside her were almost at their peek.

'Gawd he is so big....mmmmm'

"Silly slut in a costume, thinks she can steal from me, haha" He slid inside her again, fucking the disguised thief.

She felt so helpless, There was nothing she could do to stop him. The girls on both sides holding her taped hands watched in enjoyment. They loved seeing her get raped, in her flashy costume. Who the hell did she think she was to try and steal from them ! They always thought of Supergirl as some stupid goody cheerleader with powers....well now the boss was fucking this cheerleader, haha.

'Supergirl is finally paying the price for messing with Chen, haha.' The smiling girls thought as they watched him rape the costume girl.

"Oohhhhhh !!!!!" She felt him slam into her, her fingers digging into the wall behind her.

He grabbed behind her knees, lifting both her feet off the ground, pressing her against the wall, opening her up farther. Her vulnerable clit was completely open to him, it was his to take. Her legs hung limply behind him, her high heeled boots dangling behind him. It was all she could do not to fall as he grabbed her ass and doubled his stroke on her.

"OOHHHH....OOOOHHHHH...." The fake screamed. She was going to cum, cum hard. Her dam was building to an incredible climax.

The girls holding her each grabbed her breast, squeezing as the gangster's mouth covered her sensitive nipple.

'Noo...nooo...'

He caressed her tits, his tongue circling her nipples, cupping her breast again and then still slamming in and out of her. The fake gasped for breath, she bit hard into the panties stuffed in her pouting mouth.

'OOOHHhhhhh....I'm not Supergirl......I'm not S-Supegirl..OOOOHHH'

She felt a rush of emotion coving her, her clit tingled, as he continued relentlessly. She couldn't take anymore she was so hot, her hair wet from the steam clung to her. The Supergirl costume sticking to her from the moister, all over little drops of water had dotted her body, water dripped down the glowing green tape on her bound hands.

He had her just where he wanted her, he knew it too. He smiled broadly as he felt her jerking from sudden shocks of pleasure. Her body stiffened, her will crumbling.

"Aahhhh...Ahhhhhhh....Ahhhhhhh." Her head fell back in sudden climax.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" She couldn't stop, she couldn't hold it back anymore. Her body ridged, every muscle flexing her entire body convulsing until...........She surrendered. A dam of sensation had erupted inside of her, she conceded to him, she was totally in his control. Her juices poured over his stiff cock, released.

The girls giggled as they watched the fake Supergirl go limp. They laughed as she came, submitted. She was beaten. Chen pulled away from her.

"Fucking whore, who told you to cum ?" He took the fake and threw her down on the table.

'No.....I couldn't help myself....'

"Ohhhhmmmffff" He turned her around, pushing her face forward on the table, bending her over.

"NNNOOOMMMMMfffff..nooommmfff" She pleaded trying to look behind her. He lifted her skirt again, her exposed ass and long legs pinned against the folding table. He spread her legs wider, kicking her boots farther apart. The fake closed her eyes tight, she didn't want to be taken this way.

'Why did I have to rob him ??' She thought.

The gangster still hard and wet with her cum slid inside of her.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" she screamed from behind the gag, her eyes tight with pain.

He slapped her ass, driving into her, using her. She stammered against the table as his powerful thrust moved her by inches. He took her bound hands with his to pull her harder into him. Her boots gripped the floor, her entire body was ridged, her heart was beating rapidly.

The fake wrenched, she was being taken doggy style. Had the real Supergirl ever endure such shame ? She felt him slapping against her, then withdrawing.

"OOOOHHHHHHH" His hot sticky seed fell down upon her. She felt his cum stain her red satin mini, she felt the disgusting cum drip on her creamy thighs.

He looked at his henchwomen.

"Take her and get her ready, have a little fun with her if you want, but make sure you have her at the warehouse at eight o'clock. We're going to get rid of Supergirl once and for all."

The fake Supergirl looked up exhausted. She watched as the gangster left the room and then up at the smiling women.

"MmmmffffIIImmm..noooottttt.....sssuuuuppperrggiirll.."

"Seems the boss is going to get top dollar for you, sweets. You'll be the best seller yet for the slave market."

'The what ???!!!' The fake Supergirl struggled but the women pushed her down on her stomach. They forced her legs together.

"Although, you don't look like much of a Supergirl, hahaha."

"mmmmffffff.....nooooommmfffff..." She saw them pull more of the tape out and began wrapping her booted ankles together.

'What am I going to do ???' Her plan had taken a terrible turn.

"Before he does, " One of the women smiled. "maybe we search you like you searched us, hmmm.."

She struggled bound on the floor as the girls hands caressed her body, they pulled her breast free, slapping them.

"OOOWWWW...OOOWWWW..ssstttoopppmmmfffff"

The woman laughed, they were enjoying torturing the heroine when.....

"Freeze !!!" A policewoman suddenly appeared with her gun drawn.

Just then more police broke in from the back. The woman were taken and pressed once again against the wall as they were handcuffed.

"Supergirl...er...are you ok ?" The female officer leaned over the fake heroine.

"Mmmffffffff"

She removed Supergirl's gag, her face frowned up as she noticed it was panties that were used.

"Are you ok ? I had a hunch you were going after Jimmy Chen after I saw you reading that file.....it's a good thing we came when we did, huh ? But it looks like we missed Chen. "

"Untie me !" The fake commanded as the woman quickly began cutting the tape from Supergirl's hands.

"I had everything under control. How dare you follow me !" She began tearing at the tape around her ankles as the police looked on puzzled. "I'm Supergirl, do you think I need the help of idiots like you ?"

"B-But Supergirl....we....."

"Shut up !" She stood up straitening her costume. "I guess you all got a good eyeful, huh ? You probably love seeing me like this, think you rescued me, huh ? I'm Supergirl, I don't need you." She turned leaving in a huff. "AND Don't FOLLOW ME !!!"

The police looked at one another in shock. The policewoman looked at the rest angrily.

"Lets get them downtown." She motioned towards the girls. "Seems Chen got away." She moved closer to a young lieutenant.

"Keep an eye on Supergirl....something isn't right." She whispered.

Later.

'This is it, my last score before I leave town.' The fake Supergirl looked at the entrance to the diamond exchange in the heart of downtown. Business people passed on the busy sidewalk, talking on cell phones, going about there usual day. She crossed over to the building, entering the revolving doors.

"Supergirl, what can we do for you ?" The two guards greeted her.

"You can take a nap for me." She slipped a bottle of spray from her belt and quickly fizzed it at the two guards. The men's faces went blank and then fell to the ground asleep. She smiled, looked up at the security camera and entered the elevator. It was up on the fifth floor that she wanted. When the doors opened she quickly sprayed the next two surprised guards.

'Who would ever suspect Supergirl.' She thought laughing. She made her way to the big vault in the center of the room. Taking a few instruments out she slowly cracked the time lock, and hacked into the code to allow her access. She turned the large oversize tumbler and pulled the massive door open.

"All mine." She smiled. She pulled open one of the many drawers and grabbed a handful of blue diamonds, tossing them all in a bag. One by one she cleaned out the drawers smiling to herself.

'These are worth a fortune, and everyone will be looking for Supergirl, haha.'

But suddenly...

"Hold it right there, Supergirl." The voice had come from behind her. It was officer Diana.

"Don't move, Supergirl. I've loaded my gun with kryptonite tipped bullets." The villain felt the cold tip of the gun on her back, she instinctively raised her hands.

"Diana....is that you ? You don't understand....I ...I...."

"I know exactly what you were doing." The officer said. "Up against the wall, now !"

She pushed the heroine against the wall hard. The fake flopped against it, her mind desperately trying to formulate a plan.

"I never thought I'd have to use these." Diana pulled out a pair of green kryptonite cuffs. She cautiously pulled Supergirl's arm behind her back clamping the first cuff on her.

"Diana, listen.....there is so much money here....we can split it, you and me. "

"What ?"

"That's right, I know you cops don't make much money, this is more than you'll ever see......we can be partners...you and me....oowwwwwwwww!!" The cop clamped on the other cuff. The fake Supergirl had been arrested. Diana was shocked with the attempted bribery...by Supergirl.

"I don't know what happened to you Supergirl, but I'm taking you in !" She pushed the heroine hard against the wall and then turned her around to face her. She holstered her gun, now confident that the superheroine was properly captured.

"How dare you try and bribe me."

"Oh come on Diana." The villain smiled coyly. "If its not money you want......then maybe there is something else."

Diana stopped from radioing in the bust, her face confused.

"Don't tell me you've never thought about me before." The fake began to stretch, pushing her breast towards the woman, trying to look sexy for her.

"Wh....what are you doing ?" the confused officer looked on shocked.

"Come on....you can have me.....Supergirl," She kneeled before the cop, looking up at her with a grin. She eyed Diana's skirt and then smiled slyly at her again. "...you've captured me......don't you want to do something with me ? You can order me to please you" She licked her lips, peeking beneath Diana's skirt.

".....and then we take all the diamonds we can carry.....and be together."

Diana looked at Supergirl in shock. She didn't know what to do, this had totally taken her aback.

"Supergirl....are ....you trying to seduce me ?"

"Lets have some fun Diana.....lets get rich together." The fake smiled broadly.

Diana smiled. She kneeled down close to Supergirl. She smelled her perfume, coming close to the bound fake heroine. She closed her eyes, placing her hands on Supregirl's shoulders.

The fake smiled. 'Dumb Cop.' She thought. 'Once I get free I'll double cross her and take all this loot.'

"Oh, Supergirl.....I've got a surprise for you. " Diana smiled coyly and then picked up her radio.

"This is officer 117. I need a car at the diamond exchange for prisoner pickup." She looked smiling at the furious fake. "Nice try Superslut......but my career comes first."

"You stupid cow, let me go !" The villain thrashed at the cuffs enraged.

Other officers storming into the building, crowds of reporters and onlookers crowded outside to see who was being brought out. Sirens and flashing lights lit up the entrance as the crowd was being pushed back, everyone waited to see what was going on.

The people saw someone being led toward the door, they could only make out that it was someone in a short red skirt...a woman....in some costume......

"Oh my Gawd.....its Supergirl !!" a reporter shouted as the camera's flashed at the heroine being led out of the building in handcuffs. She had an officer on each arm as she fought them, struggling.

"its Supergirl..."

"They got Supergirl.....what's going on ?"

The fake sneered at the crowd as she was led out in the short skirt and familiar red costume.

"That's right...I did it ! You fools will never be able to hold me...I'm Supergirl !"

The crowd booed. They shouted insults as Supergirl was pushed into a car.

'Ha, with the loot I stole from Chen, I can still live comfortable....and everyone will think Supergirl did it, haha. Just one last part of my plan to complete.'

The car sped away.

Meanwhile already at the police station the real Supergirl was just coming around.

"Oh....my head....where am I?" She looked around confused, then she looked at the costume she was wearing.

"No! The pirate queen ! She searched herself, the kryptonite had fallen out somewhere, but she had slept so long...what had she missed ?"

"Alright Pirate Queen...you're free." A large guard opened the door.

"Free ?" Supergirl asked confused.

"Yeah, it seems that the person who brought you in just got arrested. All charges have been dropped."

'I've got to find the pirate queen and get my costume back.' She thought as she left the cell.

Inside the police station people were moving around rapidly, gossiping everywhere.

"...they arrested her...."

".....good, its about time....vigilante..."

"....did you here what she said about us ?"

"....called us idiots..."

"....wait tell they bring her in...."

'Who are they talking about ?' Supergirl wondered as she made her way towards the checkout.

The car pulled up to the police office. Cameras flashed as the impossible had seemed to happen. Supergirl was led inside the station, cuffed and in custody.

'To complete my plans I've got to get away from these idiots.'

"Let me go, don't you know who I am....I'm Supergirl ! I own this city !!" the fake shouted.

"We know who you are, now keep quiet you spoiled kid."

The fake struggled as she was led away, unknown to the cops, the kryptonite had no effect on her. She soon swiped a pen from a nearby desk as she pasted by and palmed it in her hand. Diana pushed the fake superheroine into her office and close the door on the other officers. Outside the men whispered excitingly to themselves, unable to peer through Diana's blinds.

"Sit down." She commanded as the fake sat on the couch facing Diana's desk. Behind her back she had taken the pen apart and was working on the cuffs. She only needed a few minutes more.

"So Supergirl, you're finished here." Diana turned to make herself a cup of tea. "Just tell me why you did it ? Were you just fooling us into thinking you were a hero ? If you tell me.....maybe I can helmmmmmmffffffffff......."

The fake had gotten out of her cuffs. Silently she had reached for the sleeping spray still in her belt and used it on Diana.

"Help me ? No thanks bitch, I'll help myself." She laughed as Diana fell asleep. The fake quickly stripped Diana of her top. She took an extra pair of cuffs from the drawer and pulled the unconscious cop to the leg of her desk. Taking her hands behind her, she cuffed Diana to her desk. Crouching low, she peeked outside the door. No one was watching, all of them seemed engaged at a desk to the right. She slipped on the top that covered the flashy costume, grabbing a nearby hat to hide her face and hurried through the room before anyone could notice.

'There ! There she is !' The fake thought looking at the real Supergirl leaving from the checkout. She hadn't noticed her, She seemed too busy trying to figure out what the commotion was with the others.

'Have to get her before she recognizes me.'

Quickly the fake looked around and then just as Supergirl was passing she grabbed her wrist pulling her into a nearby room.

"Hey !! What are...ooooohhhhhh...." A quick spray of the knock out gas and the superheroine fell limp.

"Well Supergirl...its been fun....." she stripped off Diana's top, getting the kryptonite cuffs out and snapped them on one of Supergirl's wrist. "but here is where I leave you."

"...what....what have you done ?" The sleepy heroine struggled against the sleep.

"Why Supergirl...I've done nothing....its you there looking for.." The Pirate queen began stripping off Supergirl's costume. She stood over the groggy heroine in just her panties, smiling.

"Now for the final part of my plan." She lifted Supergirl and began stripping her. She pulled her old costume free of the limp Supergirl. Dressing quickly, finally placing the black mask on her face.

"Mmmmmm.....I feel so much better now....just like a right villainess, haha." She then began dressing Supergirl. Slipping the familiar blue satin top over the slumbering heroine. Supergirl's head fell back, the sleeping gas still affecting her.

"My, you have a lot to answer for Supergirl, haha." The fiend pulled the mini skirt on the heroine, Supergirl lay back unaware.

"Jimmy Chen will still be looking for you...not to mention the police, haha." She pulled on Supergirl's cape. "Meanwhile while you're taking the rap......I'll be sunning it up on some sunny beach."

The villain slipped Supergirl's feet into her boots, zipping them tight on her calves.

Looking down at Supergirl who was now back in her costume, sprawled on the floor.

"Haha, sleepy bitch. You're going to be my ultimate scapegoat. I've committed the perfect crime spree.........and Supergirl will take the blame."

"mmmm....no....."

"So you're awake." The villain kneeled down smiling. She quickly grabbed the heroine's wrist, pulling them together in front of her and snapping the cuffs completely on both wrist.

"...no.....what have you done to me ?..."

"Why I've just given you your identity back Supergirl. It was so much fun playing you, hehe"

"...playing me ?...."

"Take a nap hero, you'll find out soon enough" She gave Supergirl another spray of the sleeping potion. The heroine fell back silent. The Pirate Queen smiled, she adjusted her costume and peeked out the door.

"Who ? Oh its you." One of the officers saw her leaving. "I thought I told you I wanted you out."

"Of course officer." She smiled coyly. "I was just leaving."

End of Chapter 2

Supergirl in Superswitch

By Supergirlx & Cliff

Chapter 3

"Mmmmm....." Supergirl stirred at the bottom of the closet. Just moments before the villain called the Pirate Queen had abducted her and switched places with Supergirl again, stripping the heroine, returning her costume and then leaving her in kryptonite and slumbering on the floor. The villainess made her way to the front door of the police station, smiling from ear to ear.

"The perfect heist. Now to go and collect the rest of my loot and find a nice warm beach while Supergirl gets the blame. Hahaha." She giggled to herself as she climbed into a nearby sports car and zoomed off.

Meanwhile inside the station, inside Diana Klien's office.

"Diana ! Are you ok ?" A leggy dark hair policewoman had discovered the topless Diana on the floor and cuffed to her desk.

"Quiet ! Hurry, shut the door." The embarrassed cop struggled. "Get these cuffs off me......Supergirl jumped me and then escaped."

"Escaped ?" The girl quickly undid the cuffs on Diana.

"Yes, Kelly. But lets keep this quiet, just between you and me. " Diana pulled a new top from her closet. "She couldn't have gotten far, those cuffs should be making her very weak about now. You and I are going to find her......and when we do...."

Kelly smiled, she knew exactly what Diana had in mind.

The two searched the hall, careful not to draw any attention, until.

"Here, she's in here." Kelly smiled looking down at the sprawled out Supergirl.

"Good, lets get her to the locker room across the hall."

"Mmm....Diana ?" Supergirl stirred.

"That's right Supergirl...you thought you could get away ?" Diana lifted the girl of steel from her shoulders as Kelly collected the weak heroine's legs.

"Diana...so glad to see yommmmmfffffff" Diana gag the dazed Supergirl with her hand as the two swiftly carried her across the hall to the officer's locker room.

Supergirl was confused, she didn't know what was going on.

They carried her into the room unnoticed and behind the last row of lockers.

"Kelly keep her quiet, I'm going to get rid of every one else." Kelly pressed her hand over Supergirl's mouth tight.

"Mmmmfff...whoomm are ummm doing ?" Supergirl's eyes were wide just above Kelly's hand.

"Alright everyone out, official business." Diana escorted all the other girls out so they could have the room for themselves.

Kelly smiled at the hero.

"thought you were hot shit for a long time, huh. " She looked into Supergirl's now wide awake eyes. She tried to pull Kelly's hand away from her mouth but she was too weak. She heard Diana lock the door and looked back at the girl she thought was her friend.

"Mmmmffff....Diana......" Kelly released her mouth. "Diana, am I glad to see you...."

"Really ?" Diana looked down at her in a stern position.

"yes, it was the Pirate Queen....that girl...she switched places with me....set me up......" Supergirl was trying to get free of the cuffs.

"Is that so ?"

"Sounds like another trick to me Di." Kelly added.

"What ? No, you have to believe me, you're my friend" Supergirl lifted herself, struggling to stand with the kryptonite cuffs on.

"Friend ? After you stripped me and tried to escape ?"

"What ? No that wasn't me. Look you have to unlock these cuffs if we're going to catch her."

"Shut up !" Diana looked at her sneering. "We've been living in your shadow for to long, slut. You fly around in your slutty outfit and take all the credit...but now you've made a mistake."

"What ? How dare you talk to me like that !" Supergirl scolded, "it wasn't me....."

"You're a criminal, Supergirl...." The two girls closed in together giving her a dirty look. "why should we believe anything you say."

"....you have to believe me, now release me....now !"

"....A superhero gone bad, you make me sick, slut."

"I order you to release me !"

"Oh she orders us to, haha." Kelly laughed playfully leaning on Diana's shoulder for support. "You don't look like you're in any position to be giving orders Supergirl."

"I'll help you Supergirl, " Diana smiled. " But first I want you to kneel down and kiss my boots." She stretched out her long legs, her blue miniskirt tighten around her, pointing to her boots, she looked up at Supergirl expectantly.

"What ? No, you're crazy. I'm Supergirl, I don't kiss anyone's feet." Athena turned her head away in an air of aristocratic supremacy, lifting it slightly and closing her eyes to the whole absurd idea.

"Did she say no, Diana ?" Kelly smiled. "Oh I do like it when they resist."

"We're just going to have to break her." Diana smiled. Supergirl turned her head back slightly trying to see what the girls were up to.

"You had better let me go, I'm Supergirl. I'm this city's greatest superheroine! I'll report both of you."

"Bring her over here. I'm tired of this uppity cunt." Diana said.

Kelly grabbed Supergirl from behind as Diana sat down on a nearby bench waiting expectantly.

"Hey, let me go....get your hands off me !" Supergirl struggled but the cuff's had taken away all her powers. Kelly pushed the caped heroine forward, but the heroine struggled, she tried to fight off the woman but was too weak. Kelly had to force her over to Diana.

"Stop bulling me, you wouldn't do this if I had my powers !"

"But you don't slut, haha ! We're about to have you right where we want you."

'She's right.....I cant let them do this to me !'

Kelly grabbed the struggling Supergirl and began pushing her down on Diana.

"Put her right here, " Diana pointed to her lap. "I'm going to spank this slut into submission."

"What ? No, let go of me ! I'll see that both of you are fired ! I'm Supergirl...you cant do this to me !!" Kelly pushed Supergirl over, bending the heroine down and pushing her face down. Supergirl felt Diana's knees in her stomach, she struggled, she wasn't going to let them humiliate her like this. Diana pulled the struggling costumed girl's hand forward, her bound hands flat on the floor as Kelly grabbed Supergirl's feet, holding her still.

"You cant be serious....let me go...no..." Supergirl began to panic, were they really going to do this ?

"You snotty, slut." Diana looked down at the sexy heroine in her lap, she slowly lifted Supergirl's skirt, revealing her satin yellow panties and her tender shimmering ass. Diana smiled, her hand ran smoothly over Supergirl's panty clad bottom, getting her ready.

"Ahhh....stop....." Supergirl could only struggle, her firm tan ass exposed.

"Oh I've been waiting to get you in a position like this Supergirl." Diana smiled admiring the helpless girl in front of her.

"Diana, no...you've been tricked....please......" She tried to kick but Kelly had control of her feet and then the first slap hit her bottom.

<SMACK !>

"OOWwww !!!" Supergirl felt the stinging hand fall on her ass. The kryptonite had her so weak she was feeling the licks. She felt Diana take her hand back for another.

"OWWWW !!!....OOOOWWWWW!!!!...no...stop..." she begged.

Diana kneaded her ass, making her ready for more. Supergirl gasped as Diana's nails ran down her stinging bottom.

The helpless heroine struggled, she couldn't believe they were actually spanking her. This wasn't justified for a heroine of her stature. How did she get reduced to this ?

"Earth's mightiest Hero, hahaha"

"Not so invisible now are you Supergirl."

"Think you're hot shit in your tight little mini, making all the men's head turn..."

"but look at you know, .....silly slut, what do you think people would say if they saw you now, haha"

Just as Diana said that a group of first year recruits entered the locker room and were struck at what they saw. The girls fell silent, taking in the sight of the city's most powerful superheroine stretched out across officer Diana's lap. Her satin yellow panties pulled tight between her wiggling ass, Diana about to deliver another crushing blow to the helpless crimefighter. It defied all reason. How could they have captured someone as powerful as Supergirl.....and now had her not only under their control....but was punishing the seemingly sweet heroine.

"Is that Supergirl ?"

"What are you doing to her ?" The girls looked on in awe and some snickered with laughter in the back.

'No ! Stop looking at me....this is embarrassing !!' Supergirl struggled but Diana held her firm on her lap. She refused to allow Supergirl to cover herself, she wanted the heroine to feel the shame of being caught Diana turned to look at Kelly.

"I thought you locked that door.......um yes...this is Supergirl, as you can see, she's not the all mighty superheroine you'd believe. Today she turned criminal..."

"No...that's not true...." Supergirl's blood rushed, she felt a ting of excitement and pure shame come over her. She felt as if she couldn't look at any of the girls in their eye.

".....probably working for Jimmy Chen....." the girls looked at the struggling heroine still spread on Diana's lap, her ass exposed for them all to see, her checks blushing a gentle shade of red.

".....funny seeing her like that, haha...." A young girl pointed at Supergirl.

"......stuck up slut, she needs what ever they give her." Another said.

"Yes....well we are conducting an interrogation here.....so all of you take a good look at her, and remember no one is above the law." Diana grabbed a hand full of Supergirl's hair to show them that she was in charge.

"Unnnggggg......"

'This is so humiliating.....and I cant believe how excited I am...' Supergirl felt a surge of ecstasy, she had never been controlled and displayed like this before, something inside of her was turned on. Some urges she always kept secret were exploding inside her now. She felt totally vulnerable as she was bound, laid out and Diana controlled her totally while others witnessed her conquest and shame. Her body tingled as the girls watched her, Supergirl helpless against a much weaker Diana, and yet Diana was showing her off like a prize trophy. She felt Diana's leg wrap around hers and lock her into position, the girl of steel struggled desperately.

"Unnnngggg....help me...." Supergirl felt even more ridiculous asking the staring girls for help, she was so embarrassed and so exposed. She could feel Dian's soft body beneath her, her clit brushing lightly against Diana's as she struggled. Her body becoming hot, excitement building in her loins. She was so hot.

Diana dared spank her in front of the girls !

Supergirl's eyes lit up, her breath became heavy, she felt a rush between her legs.

'Oh No !' Her body tensed, she could feel the sensation slipping away from her. She was going to cum ! Right on Diana's miniskirted lap, in front of them all. She closed her eyes tight, trying to fight against her own urges.

'Oh...Ohhh Gawwwdddd'

The girls giggled as Diana showed them she was in charge of Supergirl.

"OOOOHhhhhhhhhh !!!!!" Supergirl moaned her climax at its peak, her juices flowing out of her wet clit, her panties dark as she wet them with her sex. She couldn't hold back, she was cumming, she couldn't stop herself.

"What ??" Diana looked down at Supergirl puzzled. She pulled at her captive, trying to turn Supergirl over.

"No....l-leave me alone !" The embarrassed heroine cried, struggling not to be turned over. She didn't want them to see, they couldn't see ! She felt her panties, soaked by her own wetness.

But Diana was too strong for her, slowly she lifted Supergirl up.

'NO....no...NO !!'

Everyone's eyes fell on the heroine's short skirt that was riding up her legs, but even better were the wet stains on her skirt as it pressed against her soaking panties. Several circles of dark red dripped down her skirt, her shame revealed ! They all were taken aback by the display, Supergirl

"You fucking slut !" One of the girls said laughing at the embarrassed heroine. Her face a deep red, tears welling in her eyes as she brushed them away with her still bound hands.

"Haha, you freak !." Diana glared at her. "How dare you stain your panties on me !" She pushed her back down on her lap and pinned the heroine.

Supergirl felt as if she wanted to die, she tried to hide it, she could feel her wet panties pressed against her, her face burning.

"Get them out of here, we have work to do." Diana said as she again raised Supergirl's skirt above her quivering ass. She grabbed the back of her panties and pulled them tight against her.

The girls giggled as Kelly had got to her feet and began escorting them out. The continued to look at the helpless red and blue heroine about to pay for her crimes.

"No one speaks of this, understand." The girls were pushed out still taking glances at the struggling Supergirl. "this is official business."

Kelly locked the second door.

"So much for your audience, Supergirl. Maybe it was best that they did see you, " Kelly again grabbed the struggling hero's red boots. "Now they know you're nothing special, just some cunt in a costume, haha."

"owww !!! Please stop.....let me go....I'm innocent....."

'How did I get myself into this mess ? Hard to think...so hot....'

"Innocent ? Ha !! Did I tell you Kelly she offered to eat my pussy ?"

Supergirl's face ran as red as her bottom.

"I never !" She looked back at he two girls who had her pinned.

"Are you calling me a liar Superwhore ?"

"Owww !!...no...I mean yeas....no..." Tears had begun to well up in the helpless superheroine's eyes. A deep since of shame overcame her, she was being accused of something she knew she hadn't done....but they didn't believe her.

'How can I make them believe me...Oowww !'

"You liar !" Diana slammed her hand down again o the helpless Supergirl. Kelly struggled to hold the hero's kicking feet, as Diana continued her interrogation.

"You had everyone fooled, thinking you were good, " Diana grabbed a hold of Supergirl's satin panties and pulled them tight into her ass.

Kelly yelped in a giggle at the site. She was thoroughly enjoying seeing Supergirl humiliated.

"Nnngg...Diana, why are you doing this." Supergirl cried, her young form laid out on Diana's knees. The caped heroine sobbed. "You're my friend...we're friends..."

"Friends ? Is that why you left me naked in my office ?" "You're not getting away again slut. I want to see you on all fours you stupid cow. "

"AWWWWWWWWW !!!!" Supergirl cried.

'I cant take this much longer......no...I wont let her win..."

"I'm a superhero...unngg..... you cant make me do that....."

"You're not a hero anymore Supergirl, your hero days are over, everyone knows you're a crook."

"AAAAAAiiiiii !!! What are you talking about ?.."

"And yes, you will crawl."

Supergirl sobbed openly.

"Oh how the mighty have fallen." Kelly laughed watching the heroine squirm. "Oh what's the matter Supergirl....are you gonna cry ? haha."

Supergirl closed her eyes tight, frustrated, scared, her will crumbling.

"On your knees, bitch." Diana wouldn't stop.

"No."

"I said crawl !"

"...no..(sob)...no...I cant....I didn't do anything wrong..."

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"Owwww !!!"

"On your knees !!"

Supergirl looked back at her. She couldn't take the punishment anymore. Her poor ass was stinging, she couldn't get away no matter how hard she struggled...

"...y-e-s..." she hung her head in shame, closing her eyes as the words came out of her mouth. The girls behind her laughed, she had become a joke to them.

"Fine, on your knees Superslut." Diana pushed her off and walked a short distance away. Kelly smiled excitedly, looking at Supergirl whose head was down, her long hair mercifully covering her face from them.

"Now crawl over here with your stained skirt and kiss my feet." Diana smiled broadly.

Supergirl felt the cold floor on her knees and then on her hands as she was on all fours.

'I cant believe I'm doing this.....'

Humbled and sobbing the heroine crawled along the floor, over to where Diana was standing. Behind her Kelly was in fits of laughter, watching Supergirl's plump triangle mound cupped in her panties as it peeked out the back of her miniskirt.

"Stop laughing at me."

"Quiet, and you will address me as Mistress. Is that understood ?" Diana looked down at the hero at her feet.

Supergirl felt a rush of anger and excitement.

"Y-yes Mistress..." she sobbed and slowly her lips met the soft leather of Diana's boots. She felt so ashamed at the thought of herself being made to do this.

"Haha, she's broken." Kelly laughed.

Supergirl quickly looked up at Diana.

"Now Diana.....um I mean Mistress...will you help me ?" She stared up at Diana with pleading eyes.

"Of course I will."

The tone of her voice didn't make Supergirl comfortable.

"I'm going to help you into a new life Supergirl, your days as a superheroine are over."

"What ? No....you said....."

"You think I would let you go ? After all you've done ? No, Jimmy Chen is very interested in you."

"what ?"

"After you robbed him he put a price on your head.....he's going to sell you into slavery to get the money back you stole from him."

"No, you cant do that.....you're cops !"

"That's right, but I think this will be a better punishment than the courts will give you. You'll spend the rest of your life as a sex slave. There are a lot of men willing to pay a lot of money for a turn at Supergirl, haha. You'll be a main attraction on the black market."

"No....let me go......"

"Shouldn't we test her out first." Kelly added. "Lets make sure Mr. Chen is getting his money's worth.

"Excellent idea Kelly." Diana went to her locker and pulled several article of clothing out. "Let's strip her, we don't want anyone to recognize her, and then you can go get Bill and Chad. Tell them we have a special project for them."

"What ? What does that mean.....get away from me !"

Diana smiled as she grabbed Supergirl's arms, taking the kryptonite cuffs off.

"We don't need these right now, you're so weak you can barely stand. Now lets get that costume off of you."

"Aiiii...stop...get away from me, get your hands off of me ! I order you to stop !"

'Not losing my costume again !'

The two women wrestled the weak heroine down. Kelly grabbed her legs while Diana locked her into a bear hug and flung the off balanced heroine to the floor. They pulled at her top, stripping her of it. Supergirl's ample tits fell out, she couldn't stop them, the girls easily pulled it free of her. The topless Supergirl's nipples quickly hardened as the cool air blew across her exposed breast.

"I used this outfit when we were working a prostitution sting, this should be just your size sweetie." Diana pulled the tight top on Supergirl as Kelly held her still. The top was strapless and made of shiny red latex that hugged her body like a second skin. The smooth material shimmered in the lights as the two cops forced her into it.

" Here, hold her arms." Diana ordered Kelly to pin Supergirl's hands as she slipped her hands down the helpless heroines front and pulled her tits snug inside the top.

"Hey !!!" The top wrapped around her pushing her breast up like a well fitted push up bra.

"There, we've got to show off your best qualities, haha."

"Oh, she's going to be so pretty when we're done with her, haha." Kelly added. "Any man would pay to fuck her, haha."

'They've gone crazy....I have to escape....' Supergirl thought but as she struggled the girls grabbed her once again. This time she could see them each holding a long piece of shiny clothing.

"These opera gloves are a perfect accessory..." Diana force the heroines hands into them.

"Unnngggggg...."

"Stop struggling, its no use." Kelly forced her other hand into the gloves. The long gloves wrapped around Supergirl's arms, going all the way up just below her shoulders.

"This is a very fetish outfit you have Diana." Kelly joked as she pinned the struggling heroine on her belly.

"Yes I think its fitting. Now lets tie her wrist together. " Diana threw Kelly a long piece of nylon rope. "See you'll really like these gloves now, they take the sting of the ropes away from your wrist."

"Diana No ! Let me go ! Give me back my costume. Please don't tie me up....stop !!"

"Keep quite slut. You're not talking your way out of this." Kelly pressed Supergirl's gloved hands together behind her back, palm to palm as if she were praying, then Diana looped the white rope around the weak heroine's wrist, pulling it snug. She looped Supergirl's wrist again, making sure that there captive would not escape. Kelly held the struggling heroine as the remainder of the rope was tied off.

'Can't....unngg...get free...nnnnggg...to weak...'

She felt the girls pulling at her belt. Kelly unsnapped the back of it and pulled it free from her hips.

"Mmm, I think I'm going to keep this for myself." She said as she wrapped the yellow belt around her.

"No, you cant do this. Untie me !" Diana pushed her over on her back, the police woman smiled as she grabbed the bottom of Supergirl's skirt.

'Oh No..'

Diana slowly pulled the small skirt down the heroine's hips.

"Stop it, you cant do this to me !" Supergirl protested but the girl continued to slip her mini down . Her sexy panties soon appeared from beneath, her pouting mound protruding from her satin panties, her camel toe in plain site. Supergirl watched in horror as the skirt was pulled down her long shapely legs and then over her pointed toes.

"You call this a costume, it barely covers you, haha." Diana twirled the skirt in her fingers teasing the helpless heroine. "Now give me your panties."

"Wh-What ? No !!" Supergirl was thunderstruck. They were going to strip her nude. "No !!"

Kelly grabbed her from behind, the bound heroine tried to kick at Diana who was closing in. The two girls beamed, giggling at how hard Supergirl was fighting them. Diana pushed the weak Supergirl's legs apart, her yellow panties and pussy wide open to attack.

"These are so gaudy and wet." Diana giggled grabbing the strap of Supergirl's panties.

"No !!! Let go ! Get off of me." She pulled at the ropes holding her bound hands, she couldn't get loose, she pushed her hips from side to side trying futility to break Diana's hold. But the cop pulled the skimpy panties tight, causing them to cut into her and then in one violent motion.

CRRRIIIIPPPPPP......

Supergirl was sitting on the tattered remains of her panties, they had been ripped right off her body, only her left side hung by the thinnest of stands. Kelly laughed as the embarrassed heroine tried crossing her legs to hide herself, but she could not stop Diana as the cop ripped the remainder of her panties off.

"Here supergirl, these are your new ones, haha " She held up a pair of leather thongs.

"No, that's too weird....I wont !"

"Oh yes you will, slut." The girls grabbed her, sliding the sexy panties up her legs and pulling it snug against her clit and wedged in her ass.

"At least they're dry." Kelly added as the heroine's face went red again.

"Ohh.." Supergirl felt the material tight yet soft against her, the leather was smooth and form fitting.

Diana then pulled a skirt on her. One of stretch rubber, shiny and tight, smaller even than her own. Supergirl squirmed, she felt like a prostitute, but the cops weren't done with her yet.

"What about her boots ?"

"Oh I think they match well with it," Diana looked at Supergirl's high heeled red boots. " she can keep those."

"Well now you're all dressed.....lets get you some make up, haha."

Kelly wrapped her legs around Supergirl's bound arms, pinning her as Diana opened a cosmetic case.

"Stop it, get away from me !"

Kelly grabbed her hair, Diana smiled, she applied a generous amount of eye shadow on Supergirl. Kelly held the struggling heroine from behind admiring her new look.

"Hold still!" Diana brushed on more.

"You're not going to get away with this." Supergirl said in vein as she was forcibly made up. "We superheroines don't need make up.....we're naturally beautiful."

"Well we're only making you MORE beautiful, haha. You superheroes are so up tight, "

"Haha, how you like that slut. You superheroines look like whores anyway."

"Let go of me !"

"Hold still princess !" Kelly tighten her grip.

Diana blushed the heroine's cheeks and finally applied a coat of cherry red lipstick on her. She looked back pleased at her work.

"Now slut you look the part." She stared at Supergirl who looked like a bondage model.

'I've got to get loose....what are they trying to turn me into.'

"Go and get the men, " Diana ordered Kelly. The girl quickly left the room, careful that no one saw inside.

"Diana this is scary, you had better let me go !"

"Shut up Supergirl, I'm not taking orders from you anymore....you're a criminal."

"No it wasn't me, I was set up." Supergirl struggled, she watched as Diana came closer. "what are you doing ?"

Diana grabbed the flimsy halter that held Supergirl's tits so tight and pulled it down low, she then grabbed the sides of the heroine's skirt and raised it so that her panties peeked out the front.

"There, now your all delicious." She giggled. "Just missing one thing." She held out a strange looking object. It was made of rubber, with a large red ball in the center.

"What is that thing ? What do you think you're going to do Diana?" Her heart pounded inside her chest.

"it's a gag." Diana stretched the strange object out.

'Oh No....She's going to take away my last bit of freedom....then I'm theirs !'

"No ! Get that thing away from mmfffffffff..." Supergirl struggled but Diana stuffed the ball in her protesting mouth.

"Oh, I don't want to mess up your cute makeup, haha."

Supergirl was shocked and stunned as she helplessly allowed herself to be gagged. The thought of being totally helpless aroused her as Diana finished tying her. She looked up with pleading eyes, she had never felt so humiliated. Her thighs tingled as she struggled in the fetish outfit. The leather squealed as she pulled at the ropes.

"Mmmffff.." She felt her excitement between her legs rise as she awaited her fate. Her, Supergirl, once the champion of all, mightiest woman and most beloved superheroine on Earth, the most powerful person in all the world was tricked, her reputation destroyed, humiliated and finally captured.

She looked up at Diana, her panties visible beneath her skirt. Her tender clit held by white cotton panties, but her mound protruding.

'Oh.....I wonder how she taste.....will she force me to?...No...what's wrong with me?"

"Mmmmmmmmmffffff....." She accidentally let out a sigh of pleasure, the leather panties snuggled in so close to her, its soft liner sliding along her tender clit. She could feel her lips wrap around the slick material. So tight against her, it pierced her.

Just then the door opened. Kelly had returned, she cautiously looked both ways outside the door then ushered in two other cops. The men looked around to make sure they were alone then noticed Diana.

"What's going on here ?" One asked looking confused. "Why is that girl all tied up ?"

Diana looked at the men with a shy smile.

"What if I told you that girl is SUPERGIRL."

"Supergirl ??" the men said together, they looked down at the wiggling heroine. Taking her in, they stared at her full breast that Diana had arranged for them, they admired her firm petite body. Supergirl didn't like the way they were looking at her.

"....and you've captured her ?"

"Oh much more than just captured her."

"She said the police were idiots.....that we were only like her servants."

"Mmmmfffffnnnnooo....nnoooommmmffffff'

He bent down and looked at the gagged girl, lifting her chin with his finger.

"Not even you escape the law Supergirl."

"Mmmmmfffffnnnnooommmfff"

She watched him as he deliberately looked down at her breast. Moving in close to her.

"We use to watch you as you would walk in, in your short skirt and long legs..."

Supergirl tried to pull away from him.

'Get your dirty hands off me !'

"strutting around here like you owned the place, " His hand began stroking her leather bra.

'Get away from me ! Cant stop him !'

His hand grabbed her tit. "What are you planning to do with her?"

"She's going to pay for her crimes, " Kelly smiled as they talked over her.

"mmmmfffffnooo..nnoo...immffffiiinnooceeenttmmff" Supergirl muffled through the gag, trying to pull away from the man's touch as he massaged her breast beneath the bra., but they ignored her. She could see the lust in his eyes, he wanted her and she was helpless to stop him.

The other cop approached her, a young well built man. He kneeled aside the other man, then with a quick move he pushed the heroine down and pinned her to the ground.

"I heard all these superheroine's are all virgins, haha"

Diana smiled as she and Kelly stepped back to watch the men attack Supergirl.

"mmmgggett off offffmmmmeeefff"

They pinned her to the floor, her hands still bound behind her. The kryptonite cuffs lay just on the side of her. She struggled, feeling the men forcing her legs apart. One stroking her leather clad tits, his hand slid inside the bra, cupping her, her erect nipple between his fingers as he lifted her out of the bra.

"Mmmmfffnnnnooooooooo !!!!" She screamed, her breast being pulled free, displayed to all.

"Oh poor Supergirl, what's wrong? You have such a sexy body, don't you want us to enjoy you?"

'No get away !'

The man caressed her, rubbing her, arousing her. Her body was hot. How would they rape her ? So many hands on her body, touching her, sensations rising inside her. The man below her reached down between her legs, beneath the short stretched rubber skirt.

"Ahhhhhhh..."

His had cupped her peach, the soft latex of her panties. Slick with her own juices.

"I guess this is where no man has been before, eh hero ?" He laughed stroking her, his fingers dancing against the smooth material. Her heart jumped, they were ganging up on her, she didn't know what to do. She jumped at the man's touch against her sacred heroine pussy. How dare they violate her. How dare they !

"Mmmmnnnnnggggg" She tried to pull away, struggling but was quickly stifled as his hand entered her panties.

'Oh please no ! Please ....he may control me by my desires.....oh please don't slave me....mmmmm'

The man's fingers touched her, she shivered.

"She's wet." He announced to them.

Her face blushed as she bit into the ball in her mouth.

"mmmmmmmm.." she moaned uncontrollable.

"Yes," Diana laughed. "She even stained her precious costume, haha" She flung Supergirl's costume down upon her stomach. Then her and Kelly each approached the heroine. They grabbed her boots, pulling her legs open.

"Enjoy her." Kelly smiled watching as the officer moved in closer. He was directly between her legs, the other man fell down on her breast with his mouth. Covering each nipple, his hot breath brushing over her, his tongue circling her nipples. Lapping at her. Climbing up her neck kissing her.

She heard the other unzip his pants.

"NOOOMMMMFFFFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she struggled, her worst fears, her deepest desires, raped, helpless, wanting. She felt him tugging at the shiny thin straps that protected her clit. She was getting assaulted from all over.

"Ohhhhhhhhh" His hard warm cock gently slid inside her hot canal. She felt his pelvis against hers.

"No...No....no ....you cant do this to me !!! No !" She felt her own body jerking, convulsing. Watching Diana and Kelly as they watched her. He slammed into the heroine again and again.

"Oohhhhh...." She watched as his body tensed. Her body burning, her juices flowing down her thighs.

"Ohh...Ohhh...." The cop pulled free of her just as his load exploded. His sticky white cum showing down on her limp costume as it lay on her.

"Nommmffff...Nooooooo!" She watched as he stained her satin blue costume.

"Your hero days are over." Her 'S' was polluted with his seed, as he came on her stomach and her costume. She was horrified and felt her own welling between her legs, she was going to cum again, she was going to soak Diana's panties now. The cum left deep blue stains in her costume, he enjoyed it. Disgracing her.

'My costume, get your filth off.' The ropes held her, she wasn't going anywhere, she had to bare it. The humiliation of seeing her precious costume stained by his seed, lowering her, humbling her before him. He poured over her, smearing the 'S' on her with his cock.

"There's your new 'S' Supergirl, haha.'

"She's finished. Let's put her away." The man mercifully released her breast.

"Want your costume now hero, haha"

"How are we going to smuggle her to Chen ?"

The cops looked down at the disgraced heroine. Supergirl lay limp, her body exhausted, the gag lay in her mouth, she was too tired to scream anymore, she was beaten.

The cops huddled together, whispering among themselves, planning her next fate.

'I -I've got to prove my innocence.....have to escape.'

Her eyes looked around, there next to her were the kryptonite cuffs, still weakening her. She knew she only had one chance. She did something that even took herself by surprise. She took the cuffs.

"Kryptonite weakening me....but it's the strongest substance on Earth." She took the jagged edge of the cuffs and began ripping into the ropes. She looked intensely at the group, hoping they wouldn't see her.

"Aha." She pulled her hands free from the ropes, even better she saw the cops began to search for something. As far as she could hear they were looking for a large laundry bag to sneak her out in. This was her chance. Silently she got to her feet, removing the gag from her sore mouth.

"I think I found one large enough" One of them called out, she had to move!

Quickly she got to her feet, she grabbed her cape wrapping it around her and slipped outside into the hallway.

'Got to hurry, cant let anyone see me.' She reversed the cape and threw it over her. The leather was squeaking too loud for her own comfort.

"Where is she?" she heard Diana's voice from inside the room. They were coming after her, she didn't have her powers yet, she had to go.

She ducked behind a hall, the cops came out looking around. They split up and began searching in the wrong direction.

"Whew...now which way ?"

Just then she noticed the sign to the garage. Careful not to be seen she slipped out. She was out now. She could feel her powers returning, she had to try and fly. Taking a breath she leaped unnoticed into the air.

"First I've got to get my spare costume from my apartment, and then to find the Pirate Queen and prove my innocence."

LATER-

A tropic beach. Amanda Bliss, a young blonde girl who recently checked into the expensive Sea Side Resort lay on a towel in a sleek bikini, a large floppy hat and shades hides her from the sun. Anyone who would see her would think she was an exceptionally young heiress on vacation. Her long curvaceous legs growing tan as she watched the ocean in front of her.

A shadow crosses over her, someone was behind her.

"Well its about time, where is my drink?" She doesn't even bother to look who it is, she simply hands them an empty glass with discarded fruit slices. But the figure doesn't move.

"What are you waiting......Oh ??" She turned to see the figure of Supergirl over her. Her eyes grew wide.

"Hello Queen."

"What ? I don't know what you're talking about."

"Let's not play games, you double crossed your gang, they gave me your real name....and I found this in your hotel room." She held up a Supergirl costume.

"Oh no you don't !" the girl tried to run away but Supergirl caught her. " Since you like wearing my costume, lets get you dressed and take you to the cops."

"NO ! get away from me ! How did you escape?"

"You're going to confess and clear my name."

Supergirl grabbed her. She was at full strength, she could handle the Pirate Queen easily now. She forced the costume on the girl, pulling the top on her and wrapping the skirt around her. Supergirl pulled a long length of cord from her belt and began tying her up.

"Amanda, you look so cute as me. Let me show you how you look with some nice accessories on."

"Nnnggg....no let me go you bitch!" but the villainess was no match. Supergirl looped the ropes around her wrist and then her ankles, tying her tight.

"You've been a pain to me." Supergirl took the barefoot girl on her shoulder, her bikini peeking out from under the skirt, and lifted into the air.

Several hours later. After Supergirl had explained the entire story to the chief, she smiled.

"I cant tell you how sorry we are Supergirl....I don't know how to apologize..."

"Its not necessary chief, " she then saw Diana and Kelly. "But you two I want a word with.'

The girls looked at her in shock, they didn't know what she would do with them.

"S-Supergirl.....we're sorry.....we thought you had gone bad....."

"Quite, inside now." She pushed them in an office. The Chief watched curiously as he heard several strange things going on inside. He approached the door, just about to open it when suddenly Supergirl appeared.

"Oh, excuse me Chief.....I've got a bath waiting." She smiled, leaving the station.

The Chief looked back at the door, he could hear some muffled talking behind it. Slowly and with caution he opened the door.

Inside Kelly and Diana had been stripped naked. Supergirl had bound them standing back to back against a pole. There breast large and exposed. They were gagged, struggling, she had also blindfolded the helpless coops. Payback.

The Chiefs stared shocked. But even more shocking were the two cops that had raped Supergirl. Also naked, they had been tied on there knees, rope looped around there shoulders that forced their faces into Kelly and Diana's bush. The girls squirmed as the men struggled, teasing them, in their sensitive areas.

"Mmmmmff.....mmmmmmmfffff......" The men's faces brushed against the women who squealed and buckled with any movement.

They had been bound in a humiliating sexual position. The Chief stood stunned and then eased back out of the room leaving the struggling naked officers.

He thought for a moment.

"Let somebody else clean this mess up." He said as he laughed and headed back to his office.

-End