Fighting the Law, with Law!

Warning, this work of fiction contains a LOT of sick stuff nobody should ever attempt at home! Please treat our Super Heroines with respect! It is for entertainment purposes only and may not be reproduced without my permission. I hope you enjoy, I took some liberty with some familiar characters and their origins, settings and relationships. Send comments by clicking on my name above. Thanks Testcase

I was watching television the other day when a hemorrhoid cream commercial came on, it was all about shrinking the pain in your ass. What struck me as funny was the fact I was currently dealing with not one but two pains in my ass, Supergirl and Batgirl. I had been knocking over a jewelry store when they interfered and I was arrested.

By the way of an introduction, they call me Tull; I am a big man, six five, two hundred and seventy five pounds of hard muscle and my martial arts skills have always stood me in good stead. When Batgirl crashed in and we began to fight I was winning. It was going to take a while; she was very good, not nearly as strong as me, but very, very quick. I as grinding her down, her speed advantage was diminishing as she grew tired and the few blows she landed did no serious damage. On the other hand, my strikes were starting to land almost at will, and some of them rocked her pretty hard, and a couple really staggered her backwards.

I began to torment her verbally as well, “Come on little girl, is that all you got! Who taught you to fight anyway, your grand mother! You are nothing but a little girl playing dress up!”

“We will see about that!” she shouted back angrily. “I am going to beat you yet!” And with that she renewed her attacks, but they just weren’t as crisp as before, my blows and her fatigue were telling on her, she knew if she didn’t win soon. She wasn’t going to win at all.

“Come on Batcunt, when are you really going to start fighting? Surely this isn’t the best a fabled crime fighter can do! My god, you must get beat up all the time!” I exclaimed, infuriating her more, hoping to trick her into making a mistake because she was angry. “Have anyone raped you yet? I think I just might when I finish beating you! I hope you ain’t all stretched out from being raped often! Why don’t you just stop now and save me from marking up that pretty ass! Just drop to your knees and admit defeat, I might even settle for a blow job then you can be on your way!”

That pushed her over the edge; she attacked in a blind rage, if she had attacked so vigorously while she was fresh, it might have worked, but now she was nearly spent, the adrenaline rush was done. She began to fight almost clumsily, unable to parry any of my assaults now. I began playing with her like a cat does a mouse, in this case, a bat! I groped her ass and chest as she staggered back, then I grabbed her head and pulled her face to mine, forcing a long kiss on her. She desperately tried to push away, but she was done and the realization of what might come next terrified her, as well it should.

“I am going to enjoy raping you bitch” I laughed, confident this fight was about over.

Batgirl grew desperate to avoid what seemed inevitable now, “Please, just go, I will tell the cops you got away clean” she offered.

“I don’t think so slut” I laughed as I grabbed her by the throat and lifted her off her feet. I reached between her legs as she now hung almost limp, she had both hands around the hand t her throat trying to avoid strangulation, my probing between her legs barely registered. “I am going to fuck you in every hole you have, then give you to my men!” I growled in her face. “I think you might like it!”

Her mouth was forming the word no, and I expect she was going to beg as soon as she could get some air, then Supercunt crashed the party and damn near snapped my neck as she flung me off of Batgirl. I hit the vault wall pretty fucking hard and it stunned me long enough for the cops to arrest me.

I got out on bail, I have good lawyer, and I filed a law suit against Supergirl and the City for excessive brutality, I even got a doctor to fake me up some X-rays showing all kinds of damage. They thought that it would get laughed out of court, but in this day and age when you can’t even question a terror suspect by raising your voice; it went a lot further than I really expected it too. I just did it s a nuisance thing but then other “victims” got wind of it and sued too! Turns out there were hundreds of crooks that ad been injured by her strength. And more than a few civilians had been hurt too, and they joined in. By the time my trial came up I had the ACLU working for me and my case was thrown out! The Judge, Judge Christine Justice was a card carrying ACLU member and toed their party line. I couldn’t believe it but it happened.

After I walked at the trial, a free man, Batgirl and Supergirl both swore they would see me in back in jail where I belonged according to them and to make it even worse for them; the stupid cunts did it right in front of the Judge. My lawyers immediately asked the Judge for a restraining order, and she granted it! She then asked to see me I her chambers. When I went in she asked the Lawyers to leave and close the door. “Mr. Tull I have studied your case since you were arrested. It seems to me these Vigilantes from the Heroine League use excessive force in a large percentage of their cases. I am sick of their holier than thou, dress like sluts and flaunt the law attitude, do you understand?”

“Yes ma’am” I replied somewhat puzzled as to where this is going.

“I know you broke the law” the Judge went on, “But we can not allow vigilantes to take the law into their own hands! Strutting around like common street whores in skimpy costumes and using violence on disadvantaged citizens such as you!”

Now I was really confused, I never considered myself a victim of much of anything, I was a crook because I enjoyed it! It was easy money and occasionally I got to beat someone up!

They Judge came around the desk and stood before me. She was young for a Judge and not bad looking, in fact she was fine for a woman in her early forties, and she could pass for thirty. Her robe was tailored nicely; it didn’t hide her curves much. She went on about law and justice and how sometimes they were different, but I had stopped listening, all the blood was now in my other head. I tried to cross my legs to hide my boner, but that just hurt too much. The judge had noticed my erection as well as she leaned over me lecturing me on the finer points of the law.

She leaned back and said, “Excuse me for a second, it’s hot in here and I need to shed this robe.” She was wearing a nice short skirt under the robe with a clean white blouse, I could make out the outline of her bra supporting a nice rack, they looked to be at least some 34’s maybe even 36 C’s.

She came back over to me and asked,” Where was I? Oh yes, thanking you for bringing the public’s attention to the menace these bitch… I mean vigilantes present!” I had caught a hint of bitterness when she corrected herself after calling the Super Heroes bitches. She then leaned over me as I sat there and looked into my eyes, “I can count on your help can’t I Mr. Tull? A good citizen would help me remove this menace wouldn’t he, even a citizen with a checkered past can make amends! You just need a second chance, someone that believes in you!”

At this point my cock was as hard as a board, sitting was becoming very uncomfortable, and with this sultry sexy brunette of a judge leaning over me, it wasn’t getting any softer anytime soon. Damn she smelled nice too. A lot nicer than the woman I was accustomed to being around.

“Damn straight I you can count on me Ma’am er Judge uh Your Honor” I stammered.

“Just call me bitch and fuck me now MR Tull” she whispered breathlessly I my ear.

“Uh, what did you say?” I asked, not trusting my ears, it could very well have been my mind trying to get me to rape her! I had heard that voice in my head before because it is what I wanted to hear, not what she actually said.

“Shut up and take me! Fuck me like a cheap whore!” she repeated “I have seen how you look at women, like a piece of meat, my God that makes me wet!!”

Well rather she wanted it or not at that point she was going to get it! I grabbed her hair and flung her face down on the desk, I flipped her skirt over her ass and gave her a hard swat. She wasn’t wearing much underwear, just a tiny thong that tore away in one violent jerk. I stuck my finger in her cunt, it was sopping wet so I dropped my trousers and plunged my ten inch bitch tamer in up to the balls. Not only was it long, it was as big around as her wrist. She began screaming in passion as soon as I entered her, thank god her office was sound proofed for confidentiality! I spotted a video camera on the bookshelf, used to record confessions and the like. When I pulled out to turn it on her she whimpered “Don’t stop, fuck this cheap whore some more, make me um. She never looked back to see what I was doing. The system was set to use cameras, one set facing the Judges desk, the other set to record from behind looking at the other speaker.

I kept calling her names like whore and cunt and she became more and more excited, when I reached under her and crushed her tits she bucked like a bronco, and when I stuck a finger in her ass she came like a cheap street walker. This was one sick whore and I intended to take advantage of it! It was apparent she was finished and tried to get up. “Stay put bitch, I haven’t cum yet, I think I will try your ass!” I snarled, pushing her back down.

“NOOOOO!!” she screamed, “not in my ass you are to big” But it was to late, I took my cock, slick with her juices and shoved it into her tight prim little ass and began forcing it in all the way to where my balls were slapping her cunt. She really screamed then! Then it changed to moans.

“You don’t decide when and where I fuck you anymore slut! That may work for that cuckold husband of yours, but I will fuck you any way I want! Do you want me to stop?” I shouted. “Just say the word whore! If you want me to keep reaming you let’s here it loud and clear, beg me to keep fucking your ass like a dirty whore!”

“PLEASE FUCK MY DIRTY WHORE ASS!” she screamed, “Don’t stop, make me cum again!”

“Beg me, beg me to let you cum” I commanded. “Beg you me!”

“Pease let me cum, please” she shouted as my nuts began to swell.

I reached up and mashed her tits, bruising them no doubt as I used them for leverage to get deeper into her ass. “Come now you fucking slut! Come now for your MASTER! I own your ass, come for me whore!” I ordered, and the little slut just exploded at the same time I did. She collapsed completely on the desk. Papers were scattered everywhere, it was mess as my cum trickled out of her. I started slapping her ass, hard, “get up whore, you have more work to do, I grabbed her by the hair and drug her to the floor, being careful of the camera angle. I pulled her to her knees and cock slapped her. “Open you mouth slut, clean my cock and lick my balls off.” I snarled. When she hesitated I slapped her tits and she opened her mouth and began to gingerly lick my meat pole, I plunged it down her throat gagging her, but held her head so she couldn’t get it out of her throat. I finally pulled back and let her breath.

“Now lick me like you mean it while I explain some things to you cunt!” I began. “I own you know, you wanted a rape fantasy, well you are going to live one now, I have what you did on tape, your own cameras! If you don’t want those to fall into the wrong hands you will do s I say, nod you head if you understand, it is impolite to talk with your mouth full, even for a whore like you!”

She nodded her head, and then tried to speak, so I slapped her tits again. “I told you to be silent bitch, you will learn to obey. From now on when you are sucking my cock, you will finger your nasty cunt like the whore you are, do you understand? Just nod!”

Her hand went to her cunt as she nodded.

“Now you may beg my permission to speak to me slut since my cock is cleaned to my satisfaction” I snarled.

“Please Mr. Tull, my I speak” the once haughty Judge begged the common criminal that had just fucked her so violently.

“Go ahead whore, speak your mind” I allowed.

“All of this isn’t necessary” she said. “You can have me anytime you want. I want your help in bringing down the Heroine League, Batgirl and Supergirl; I have a grudge against them. They had my father arrested and thrown in jail for corruption. He was a Senator. He was sodomized in there and he killed himself, he couldn’t bear the shame! I want justice for him, he didn’t deserve that!”

“Are you willing to give up everything you have for revenge?” I asked. I pointed to a picture on her desk of a husband and a daughter who was a spitting image of Judge Justice. “Will you become my whore, my slave to accomplish your goal? Are you ready to give away your freedom to take theirs, because that is what just happened to you slut. I OWN YOU NOW, cunt, tits and law degree. It is too late for you to back out now!”

“I understand” she stated flatly. “I knew you were dangerous the minute I saw you. Dangerous men are my weakness as you saw. I hate those two cunts so badly I will do ANYTHING, and I men ANYTHING to get vengeance.”

“As long as you understand who calls the shots bitch, now finish my blow job!” I commanded. She was obviously new to sucking cock and it took a while but I blew another big load down her gullet and she licked what she didn’t get swallowed off my nut sack. “Remember that taste whore; it is the taste of your master! I will call you when I need you, and any information you receive call me right away, I need to study the two bitches we are going to ruin!”

“Yes Mr. Tull” the now submissive Judge answered. “I have a shopping list for you whore, I will email you. I want your tits pierced, your cunt too, and while you are at it, get a stud in your tongue, you need better technique on your cock sucking!” I ordered.

“B…b…but what about my husband” she stuttered, worried he would notice the changes.

“Not my problem cunt” I growled back as she cowered from me. “I own you, not him! Cut him off if you want! Did he ever make you cum like I just did whore” I shouted grabbing her hair and pulling her to me. “Make up your mind right now; either you are MY bitch or his wife. My cock or his pathetic little needle dick! You know you have been taken by a real man, not that little half fag husband of yours! You can have him, if he keeps you after he sees the film you just stared in, or you can be owned by a real man.!” I pushed her to the floor. “Decide now cunt, either ruined probably divorced Judge, or my whore? Which is it cunt?”

Judge Christine Justice had never been treated like that in her life, she was always the rich pretty bitch, ordering people around, getting her own way, no one ever spoke to her like that! How dare this, this criminal come in her and rape her and demand she forsake her family like that!” But those thoughts passed quickly when I growled at her again, “Look at you whore, laying there with my cum running out your ass, it’s even in your hair! But you and I both know you loved it, you love feeling like a cheap whore to be used by a real man! No one has ever made you feel so alive have they cunt. I bet your wet again right now thinking about it aren’t you whore!” I shouted in her face. I reached down and ran my finger along her cunt, she tried feebly to stop me but I slapped her hand away, it was sopping wet. “Just like I thought, you want me to fuck you again right now don’t you whore? In spite of what I am doing to you, don’t you, admit it slut!”

She could only whimper, “Yes, god help me yes, please fuck me again!”

“Not today cunt, you have had your ration!” I laughed. “Go home to that needle cocked geek of a husband!”

“Nnnnnoooooo!” she begged, “I will do as you ask, please, he can’t make me cum! He is worthless!”

“I will fuck you when I decide slut!” I answered harshly. “You are MY fuck toy, to use when I please. Now kiss my cock and say it, say “I am your Fucktoy! Look up into your master’s eyes when you do!”

The beautiful judge knelt between my legs and kissed my cock long and hard. “I am your fuck toy master” she said, “to use as you please.”

“Good fuck toy” I cooed condescendingly patting her on her head like a good pet. “I will be in contact, in the mean time no sex with anyone but me slut! You may finger yourself and think of me, but if I catch fucking anyone I don’t tell you I will never fuck you again, got it!”

I couldn’t believe my change of luck, I was going to RUIN those bitches Supergirl and Batgirl, and soon! My lawsuit was getting closer and closer to trial, then it happened, Supergirl killed an innocent bystander. Well not actually innocent, she was driving a get away car for my two gang members inside the bank at the time, but Supergirl and the cops did not know it!

I called Judge Justice when she answered she started in pleading, “Please, when can we get together? I haven’t let my husband touch me and I need it bad!” I gave her these instructions, “Try to get the prosecutor o issue a warrant for Supergirl for manslaughter or at least negligence.”

“I can appoint a special prosecutor and have him do it!” exclaimed Judge Justice. “I will announce it as a clean up the vigilantes’ campaign.”

“Good, I think I can get the co-operation of the Daily Planet to help smear them” I added. “Perry White has a huge gambling debt to an associate and Lois Lane, the star reporter has a daughter with a drug problem, this should be easy.”

“That’s another cunt I hate” said the Jurist, “She is often attacks the ACLU’s stance! So when do we meet again” she whined.

“Have the cops conduct a sweep at the college where Lois Lane’s daughter goes to school, check her locker.’ I ordered.

“Why?” asked the Judge

“Because there are drugs there stupid” I laughed into the phone. “After she is arrested have her come in with her mother to your office for a pre-trial diversion conference. I will be there too!”

Across town Linda Kent, AKA Supergirl was having a private lunch with Barbra Gordon, the Batgirl. They met at small diner and found a dark quiet booth in the back. Both were stunning young women. Both were tall, around five foot ten. Their asses were the stuff wet dreams are made of, they both hard flat bellies. Barbra was a very solid thirty six c cup with auburn hair, while Linda’s chest may have pushed 38 C; she had long blond hair and blue eyes in contrast to the stunning green of Barbra’s.

The sat and ordered some drinks then started discussing their current problems. They had both my law suit and a prosecution hanging over their heads. “I don’t know what to do” exclaimed Linda, “It seems we have to fight the law as well s the crooks these days!”

“I know exactly what you mean” answered Barbra. “You can’t touch a crook without being sued! I guess you need to lay low for a while, until this stupid manslaughter charge blows over!”

“I don’t think it is going to blow over” cried Linda. “That bitch Judge is pushing Vigilante Reform really hard. My lawyer resigned, I have a new one but he says we may be in trouble”. What the Maid of Might didn’t know was that I owned her new court appointed lawyer. I had pictures of his daughter sucking some big black cock at a fraternity party. In fact she did the whole basketball team, and half the cheerleaders. It was pretty graphic stuff. Her first lawyer quit because he didn’t want to die. “I think I will contact Annie at the Heroine League, this guy the court appointed doesn’t seem very good.”

Annie was Ann Anders, a beautiful young lawyer who the League often used the cases called for it. She was also the Super Heroine/Mutant known as Aqua Girl.

“Well dad thinks you will get off” said Barbra, her father being Commissioner of Police. “He hated serving that warrant on you, but it is the law and like it or not he has to obey”.

“I know, but it sucks whined Linda. “I never thought about getting any kind of liability insurance, did you Barbra?”

“No, I never thought about needing it! Do you remember Lois lane’s daughter Tammy from school, she got busted for drugs yesterday at college” added Barbra. “Dad told me, the campus police got a tip and found coke in her locker.”

“I thought the last time she got caught she quit that stuff” exclaimed a startled Supergirl. “My God, what is the world coming to anymore? I remember we treated her like a dog, but the little cunt seemed to like it, it let her hang around with the cool people”

“Well Supergirl needs to lay low for a while” Batgirl warned. “Stay out of sight, will investigate and see what I can find, there is something sinister going on here and I am to get to the bottom of it!”

In the court building a few days later Lois lane and her daughter sat nervously in the Judges chambers. The receptionist finally ushered them into the inner office and shut the door.

“Please be seated ladies” ordered the stern looking Judge behind the large desk looking at the two frightened women in front of her. When they sat down she went on. “Now MS Lane I have in my hand a previous pretrial diversion where you were caught with enough drugs to be convicted of distribution. They Judge in that case has remanded it over to me, he was livid to learn you had been caught again after letting you off so lightly only eleven months ago. As I read it the drugs were stored in YOUR basement Lois, is that correct?”

“Yes ma’am, uh shouldn’t my lawyer be here?” asked the reporter.

“If you lawyer up on me I will lose all flexibility in this case Ms. Lane, your daughter will be arraigned on intent to distribute charges in addition to the new ones from the school,” answered the Judge. “I will have my receptionist call him if you like and we can end this meeting and I will hand it over to my new special prosecutor for trial, or we can try to work something out here instead. Keep in mind; the drugs were in YOUR basement Lois that makes your house eligible for seizure under the drug profit act.

The shocked reporter stammered out, “Oh my God no! Let’s work something out here instead. Anything! Let’s get her rehab or something!”

“Mom, I am not doing drugs anymore” cried Tammy Lane, the eighteen year old student cried. “I swear Judge, the school had me tested when they arrested me, those drugs weren’t mine in that locker! I swear it! You have to believe me mom, PLEASE!”

“Well young lady, you are lying and I am near to calling any deal off!” exclaimed the judge angrily. “That test came back positive for cocaine young lady, as did the back up sample!” We had paid of the lab technician, she had been clean.

“Tammy, you lied to me again” cried Lois, “You ungrateful little bitch! I am so sick of getting you out of trouble, this is the last time, I swear it! OK Judge, how can we save her this time?’

“Well we are in a jam Ms Lane, the law requires I send her to jail after a trail if she is convicted. I have no recourse. There may be a way to avoid jail and the seizure of your house though, it is a little outside the law if you are interested. If not, there is nothing I can do for you. I will have the sheriff out to lock up your home tomorrow.”

“Oh NO!” screamed Tammy, “Mom, judge I am so sorry, please tell me what I have to do, what are these outside the law alternatives, I can’t go to jail!”

“Yes, please judge, help us out! I am begging you, we will do anything! I swear” begged Lois Lane, ace reporter.

“ANYTHING?” I asked from across the room, startling the two women with my sudden appearance from the Judges study just off the office. “Will you two really do anything to avoid jail for young Tammy and you losing your house Lois? Anything can encompass a lot you know, but what choice do you have?”

“None as far as the law is concerned” added Judge Justice. “What do you suggest Mr. Tull?”

“Well I have an alternative that has a happy ending, but the start and middle are a bit rough, are you ladies game?’ I asked

“W…w…what do you want from us?” asked the reporter, figuring a good fucking was likely, although as she sized me up that wasn’t all that unappealing to her. “What do we have to do?”

“I am going to make you a one time offer cunts, so shut up and listen. Lois, we now control what you write, we will provide copy for you, you are to rewrite it to put it in your own words, but you WILL NOT alter the meaning by one degree. There is more required of you yet, I will be fucking you both regularly, and you will be fucking who ever I designate and no one else, you are my property. There is much reward to go with the suffering. First, Lois you get to keep your home, and I will pay off the mortgage. If you rat us out it will look like you are taking bribes to publish what we want, you had best keep your mouth shut. Each of you will give a confession in front of the Judge here for intention to distribute drugs as further insurance of your silence. Tammy will be given a new Identity and sent out of town to a small college to finish her degree, but to pay it off she will be my fuck toy until she graduates. She will work at a gentlemen’s club I secretly own three nights a week. She will commute back and forth in car I will provide. You will never say no to me, is that clear? Decide now cunts, it is up to you!”

The stunned lane family looked at each other in silence, and then Tammy sobbed “I am sorry mom, I fucked us both up bad, I don’t know what to do, and maybe Mr. Tull’s offer is the best option? Please forgive me mother, please…” her voice railing off into sobs.

“All your fucking life you have been a pain in my ass you sorry little cunt” shouted Lois Lane, stunning all three of the rest of us as she turned on her own child like a tigress! “Your father got me drunk and knocked me up with you, you held back my career all those years, and now look what you have done you miserable druggy bitch! God I HATE you! Sell your self to him whore and be damned, I don’t give a shit anymore. I am going to do what I have to do to survive this, but I never want to see you again you fucking slut! Mr. Tull, judge I except your offer!”

“And you? I asked Tammy quietly.

“Y…y…yes, I accept” she said between gasping sobs.

“Well good!” I exclaimed, “Let me see my new slaves, get naked ladies!”

The Judge peeled her robes; she was wearing a red leather outfit that exposed her cunt and tits. “Lois, Tammy, you have appointments at the same place the Judge had her piercing done, now let’s see your asses, turn around and bend over, hands on the desk.!”

Young Tammy’s ass was firm and her cunt cleanly shaven; she had nice pink nipples on lovely 34 C tits. Her mom was just a touch softer, but not bad at all; she obviously spent time in a gym. Her breasts were a bit bigger and rounder. Both were beautiful brunettes. Lois had a pretty good sized bush around her cunt, that would have to be removed.

“OK, Lois I want you to lick the Judges cunt while I try Tammy’s mouth!” I ordered. Lois was slow to move and took a hard swat on the ass for her hesitation. “You move when I tell you too cunt” I roared in her ear, stunned she dropped to her knees and looked into the Judges crotch. “That’s right whore, lick that slut hole until I get ready to fuck it; that is what you are good for, getting your mistress’s pussy ready to fuck!”

Christine grabbed Lois by the hair and shoved Lois’s face deep into her crotch. Lois could smell the musty odor of arousal on the other woman and she stuck out her tongue.

Christine shouted “You heard the master, lick me whore, lick my clit while your daughter sucks master’s cock right next to you! What a fine family of sluts you are! She cackled maniacally as she rode the reporters face. “That’s it whore, I think you are a natural dyke! Finger your nasty hairy fuck hole while you lick your mistress!” she commanded the humiliated reporter.

I had turned the teenager around and was admiring her firm young tits. “Yes, those are going to earn you some nice tips at the club slut” I said as I grabbed them and began fondling them.

“Mom!” she cried.

“Your momma is busy licking the Judges twat you little whore. It’s not polite for her to speak with her mouth full. Now spread your legs and put your hands behind your head for inspection, that’s it, chest out. You really are quit lovely.” I chortled as I began humiliating her in earnest, running my hands over her tight young body. I cupped her sex, and then slowly rubbed her clit with my thumb. Her nipples hardened almost instantly, I could see her bite her lip to keep silent. I stroked her tight little twat lightly, running a finger up and the length of her slit, and tickling her clit on each pass. I played with each soft pink cunt lip, slowly sliding my fingers along each side of them. I saw her shudder, she couldn’t contain herself. Her breathing was becoming deeper, her sweet little breasts ring and falling. I slid my middle finger into her and she squirmed, not away, she knew she shouldn’t enjoy being raped but her body was betraying her, she squatted slightly to drive the now welcome finger in deeper.

Tammy had never felt anything this erotic in her life, this man was GOOD! The few previous “lovers” she had taken were boys in comparison. This man knew exactly when and where to touch. He was almost gentle as he forced an orgasm from her. she had expected to be forced brutally raped, but this man was being gentle, if insistent. She really didn’t want to, but she was going to cum, and soon.

“Go ahead slut, cum for your master, it’s what sluts are for.” I whispered softly.

“I am not a slut” she shot back.

“All woman are slaves to their bodies girl, you just have to know how to control them. You have never had a real man, one that knew where your clit was, is this your first orgasm you didn’t finger yourself too?” I asked softly.

She didn’t WANT to answer that, well not exactly, but there it was her answering him, “No…” she moaned. She couldn’t help it, obeying this man seemed natural.

She was humping my hand more vigorously now as she neared her climax. She wanted to squeeze her own breasts, she started to move her hands. I grabbed her wrists with my free hand, and growled, you didn’t ask to use your hands slave!”

“Please, may I use my hands on my breasts” she moaned, her eyes closed.

“Slaves have tits or milk bags, not breast. Now ask your MASTER to use your hands on your tits like a cheap whore” I told her softly.

“May this cheap slut use her hands on her tits Master she purred in ecstasy, her cunt was sopping now, juices running down her long tanned legs.

“Yes you may slut” I allowed she was soon mauling her own breast. I couldn’t resist and pulled her hand away from one and lightly bit the nipple, that shoved her over the edge. She began frantically rubbing her clit on my hand and moaning loudly. “Look at your baby girl Lois, look at her fuck my hand, listen to her moan and I haven’t even used my fuck pole on her yet!” Tammy finally came with a scream, her knees nearly buckling. I pushed her to her knees and unbuttoned my fly. “OK slut, open your mouth, that’s a good girl, you are going to make a good fuck toy!” I proclaimed. “Look Lois, look at her suck my cock!” I pulled Lois away from the Judges cunt by her hair and shoved her face near where her child was expertly swallowing my meat pole. “She has done this before, look at he little slut, I bet this is how she bought her drugs! Look at this, my balls are on her chin!” Judge, get down here too, you suck at giving head, you could learn from Tammy here” It was truly the best blow job I had ever gotten. When I came she swallowed it all. The Judge looked mad, she was planning on being fucked, but hay, she had cum all over Lois at least once, and she was smart enough to keep here mouth shut.

“We have got to do something about that nasty cunt hair Lois, that’s disgusting! Christine, do you have a razor in your powder room?” I asked, when she answered that she did, I told her to fetch it with a pan of water. “get on the desk Lois” I commanded.

“Why, what are you going to do?” she asked, shocked, she knew what was coming.

“I am not going to do anything; your lovely daughter is going to shave that nasty mess of yours!” I snarled as I back handed her for asking the question. She whimpered and crawled up on the desk and soon her child was carefully removing the hair from her mother’s cunt. Watching the humiliated reporter get shaved gave me a raging hard on so I had the Judge lay on her back next to the other women, her cunt near the edge of the desk. I took a crop and began whipping her tits as she lay there crying. Then I hit the inside of hr thighs, you could see her cunt lubing up, when I smacked her clit she screamed in both pain and from the orgasm it gave her. When Tammy had her mother clean shaven I ordered Lois to sit on the Judges face. Christine glared at me for a second, she thought SHE was in charge of these women I guess and now it was her turn to get face raped.

I handed Tammy the crop and told her to whip the Judges tits and if I couldn’t see the welts it would be her cunt that got whipped! I pulled out of the Judges sopping fuck hole and thrust into her ass, she screamed her pain into Lois’s twat as I buried my shaft all the way in till my balls touched. I took a hold of Christine’s clit ring and began pulling it away from her body, stretching it nearly an inch, then I began flicking it with my finger, she went crazy, cumming in one long continuous wave of lust. That was too much for me to hold back any longer and I exploded deep in her bowels.

After I pushed Lois off her face, I cleaned my cock with her hair, then let Tammy finish licking up the mess. I redressed and filled in my new Harem on some of my plan.

“Lois, here is tomorrows article, I want it front page!” I ordered.

“But I have already filed a crime piece for tomorrow” she mumbled.

“Tough shit whore, retract it, call Perry White and tell him I told you too; he will listen, trust me” I laughed. “By the way, he may use your mouth once a week as a cum dumpster Lois.”

“What the hell do you mean?” Lois shot back.

“As part of the deal Perry White gets to fuck your throat once a week,” I informed her,” I have whored you out to him, he will pay you, I think two bucks is a fair price for a cheap cum slut don’t you?” All she could do is look down and cry in shame. “Now get dressed and get back to work. Tammy come with me, I have a slight change of plans, you are going to be my driver.” I took her shopping and got her a nice Chauffeur uniform, A VERY short black skirt, with a VERY tight knit white top and a short jacket, with tall black boots and of course a regulation chauffeur’s cap!

The next day Barbra called Linda “have you seen the paper?” she asked her friend when she answered. She could tell Supergirl was distraught, she was openly crying. “Barbra, I don’t know what to do, is she trying to ruin us? Why would Lois lane write such a thing about us? We are just trying to clean up this city, we aren’t the bad guys!”

“I know, I know” said Barbra into the phone, trying to be brave for the both of them but wanting to cry like a baby. The article had been damning to say the least with all the figures for property damage they had caused, and of course the injuries and now the death of one girl. Collateral damage the military called it. But this article called for restitution for the damages and imprisonment for Supergirl for killing an innocent bystander!

The article included quotes from Judge Justice about hoe she intended to pursue the matter, appointing a special prosecutor since the local one seemed disinterested in ridding the city of vigilantes! The article even called for Commissioner Gordon to resign!

Over the next few days the pressure mounted as an intense campaign was launched by me using every tact I could think of. The articles in the paper seemed to spawn copy cat pieces in other papers. I had “Letters to the Editor” blasting the crime fighters published as well to turn public sentiment against the Caped Crusaders. It was working like a charm; people were actually calling 911 and giving “Vigilante sightings” to the police.

Barbra met Linda at their favorite restaurant a couple weeks after the first article. By then public anger had boiled over, there wee open calls for the Super Heroes arrest everywhere.

“What are we going to do’ sobbed Linda.

“I don’t know” answered Barbra, admitting defeat. “I really don’t know, perhaps if we met with Judge Justice we could work something out, it’s worth a try. Dad told me if this keeps up he was going to have to enforce the arrest warrants Judge Justice issued two days ago. He doesn’t know he will be resting his own daughter!”

“I guess is worth a try” sniffed Linda, “otherwise we are ruined, I don’t see how it could get worse” They were about to find out!

A week earlier Commissioner Gordon got a letter slipped under his door, in the envelope were his bank statements and some pictures, incriminating pictures, pictures of him taking illegal campaign contributions and more of him cheating on his wife, and sworn statements from an under aged intern that he had molested her. We even had some emails he had sent her paying her off for her silence. The note inside told him to expect a call. It came later that afternoon. The voice told him a car was coming around for him, and in an hour a black limo pulled up at his house, a very attractive young driver opened a door for him and he slid inside.

“Hello Commissioner, I am glad you decided to accept my invitation, may I offered you a drink?” I greeted him politely.

“TULL!” he exclaimed, “What is going on here!”

“Well Commissioner, it looks like a classic blackmailing to me, we KNOW you are guilty.” I replied as we drove off from his house. “I am working with Judge Justice now to rid your city of corruption and these pesky vigilantes. Well corruption I don’t control anyway. You have a choice, work for me or the Judge sends you away for the rest of your life. Its your choice asshole. Seems you are quit the ladies man, you like them young don’t you, you old pervert!”

“W…w…what do you want from me? Money? How much?” he offered.

“No, I have money; I just need some professional courtesy. I want you to serve the warrants on Supergirl and when we can make something up, Batgirl. Really it’s just doing your job after all!” I replied. “There will be other services required from time to time, but you will also become very rich. There are also other benefits in working for me. Tammy, park the car and come back here please. Did you notice young Tammy Commissioner Gordon when she opened the door for you? I bet she gave you an instant hard on didn’t she? “

Tammy was soon in the back of the limo with us, seated across from the commissioner and I. “Please remove your thong Tammy and give it to Commissioner Gordon’ I ordered. The girl turned red, and then did as she was commanded. “I know she is a little older than you like, but shall I have her suck your cock to seal our new working arraignment Gordon?” I asked. The perverted old man was leering at the pretty teen like wolf looks at a lamb now.

Yes!” he shouted, “oh fuck yes.” I got out of the Limo, Tammy told me later Gordon was a sick freak and asked her to do some weird shit but she knew all she was allowed to do was suck his cock as per my orders, the rest would have to be performance bonus if he lived up to his end of the bargain.

Judge Justice knew where the skeletons were buried at the State House, we soon had a law that permitted a special court for Super Vigilantes, and she was appointed its Judge. She had subpoena power, arrest powers, and power to create a jail for them! The public had been whipped into frenzy over their alleged outrages against society. She appointed ME a special officer to the court of all things!

It was proving kind of a problem to serve arrest warrants on Super Heroes; it wasn’t like anyone knew their secret identities. I had Commissioner Gordon contact judge Justice to devise a plan. They were at an impasse until Barbra Gordon called the Judge to ask for an audience. The Judge asked if she could bring Supergirl in, there was a warrant issued for her arrest. There could be no deal or plea bargain until the justice system had run its course. It could all be handled in private to save the hero the embarrassment of being cuffed and mirandized in public. It was the best she could do, and she was only doing that because of the small benefit that the public might have derived from their previous adventures. The press, except Lois Lane, would be kept away, there had to a representative of the press present to avoid the taint of a cover up. She would agree to just report the arrest the next day, saving a big circus.

“What kind of deal is Supergirl looking for?” asked the Judge.

“We had hoped for a dismissal of the charges on the grounds she was protecting people, being a good Samaritan.” said Batgirl hesitatingly.

“I don’t think I can do the summarily” the judge answered curtly. “She killed a woman, an innocent bystander. I was outraged the way you two had brutalized some of the suspects you apprehended. Many required hospitalization.”

“Judge, some of them tried to kill me, all of them tried raping or at least groping me! I had to defend myself!” Batgirl said defensively.

“Well our police officers are not allowed to brutalize suspects, the key word being suspects; they haven’t been convicted yet in a court of law. I don’t recall any of them being groped or raped” replied the Judge coolly.

Batgirl realized she wasn’t going to gain anything by arguing, she would speak to Supergirl, noting the Judge hadn’t offered them any deal

After she spoke to Supergirl, Batgirl made a mistake, she had called on Barbra Gordon’s cell phone, she was in her normal clothes trying to stay out of the public eye and just didn’t think about what she was doing with all that was going on around her. The number was recorded by the caller ID on judge Justice’s phone!

When she called the judge back, she tried for better terms, but the Judge was under strict orders from me. Only offer the private booking and arrest. No more.

After listening to Batgirl’s pleas for nearly an hour the Judge shut her up harshly “Listen to me, either you get Supergirl to come in for arraignment or I will have you charged with aiding and abetting a fugitive! Do I make myself clear? You will meet me, the special prosecutor and Chief Gordon at Warehouse number 6, on wharf 7, on the waterfront at 10 PM tomorrow. If you fail to show we will convict her in abstention, do you understand? Once that happens there can be NO deal! She will be convicted, and you too, you be hunted like the criminals you profess to chase. There will be no saving you from imprisonment with a population you help put in jail, you know what that means. We probably can not restrain Supergirl, but what about you? She can’t be hurt in prison, can you? Think about your alternatives!”

“I will be there” whispered a cowed and beaten batgirl. “I guess you can’t fight City hall. If I come and Supergirl doesn’t, there is no way I can make her if she doesn’t volunteer, what happens to me.”

“Well at least you made the effort batgirl, I will be as lenient as I can” answered the Judge. “Maybe just a fine or community service, we will see.”

I was in the judge’s office when Batgirl had called back and heard it all, coaching the Judge in what to say. “When they show up tomorrow night I want to know what will weaken Supergirl to the point we can handle her, she has to have a weakness.” I told the Judge as she licked my balls while I sat at her desk. “I have it, we will just put a knife to Batgirl’s throat… no, that’s to risky she is to fast to see and might knock it away, we need something better!” I looked up and saw a ankle monitor on the Judges bookshelf and had an inspiration! “I have it! You will order her to tell you her weakness with the pretext of protecting the public! That is brilliant if I say so myself!”

At the appointed hour both Super Heroines arrived at the warehouse. When they walked in a bright spot light glared into their eyes as they were facing a large table with several figures behind it. Commissioner Gordon walked out from behind the table and approached them. “I am sorry it came to this” he began, “But the law is the law, no one is above it!” He handed each of them an arrest warrant after reading them, and reading the women their rights.

“W…w…wait, what am I being charged with” demanded Batgirl!

“Destruction of private and public property, and reckless endangerment” answered the top cop in the city.

“I will take your pleas now!” exclaimed Judge Justice “What say you!”

“NOT GUILTY” both women answered simultaneously.

“By entering that plea, any plea bargains will be null and void, you will have to stand trial unless you have something my special prosecutor here can live with!”

“We think complete dismissal of the charges would be the only fair outcome” answered Supergirl, speaking for the first time. “I didn’t mean to kill anyone, it was an accident.”

“Be careful what you say here” cautioned the Judge. “You just admitted you killed someone. It may well have been an accident, but they are still dead because of your excessive use of force! DO you know how many criminals accidentally kill someone in the commission of a crime every week? This can not go unpunished; if that is your only plea offer I will have to remand you over for trial. Because of your super powers, I have to ask how we can restrain you. You are certainly a huge flight risk, and how could we assure your appearance in court and compliance with the sentence should you be convicted?”

“I give you my word!” answered Supergirl.

“Do you realize how many times I have heard that?” laughed the Judge. “I can not allow your previous good conduct to impart bias, I have to treat you like everyone else, and that means restraining you.”

“Your honor, there is an element that reduces my strength, but it is toxic to me! Its rays are extremely painful to me!” offered Supergirl. “If the criminals or terrorist discovered it, I would be helpless to fight them!”

“Right now young lady you are fighting to stay out of jail!” snapped the Judge. “I order you to disclose the substance in order that away to restrain you can be devised. Speak up or I will hold you in contempt!”

Supergirl remained silent.

“Very well, I find you in contempt and sentence you to thirty days in prison” exclaimed the angry Judge. “Since I have no way to secure you it will be house arrest for now!”

“Batgirl, do YOU know what the substance is? The Judge inquired. “You are required by law to answer or plead the Fifth Amendment! If you do not answer I will have you jailed in spite of what might happen to you in prison. Also your secret Identity will be revealed for booking, this is your last chance to co-operate!” she warned the accused Super Heroes.

Batgirl looked at Supergirl and decided, she was her friend, and she would do anything to protect her, so she started to lie when Supergirl cut her off.

“Please your honor, do not put Batgirl in that position!” she pleaded. “She will lie for me because she is my friend, I don’t want her to perjure herself!”

“She will answer, and now we know she is lying if she denies it!” exclaimed the Judge. “Go on Batgirl, tell us. Do you or do you not know what substance she is vulnerable too?

Batgirl was still defiant, “No your honor, I do not!”

“I hold you in contempt and I will hold you over for trial on perjury!” shouted Judge Justice. Commissioner Gordon, arrest her and cuff her, complete with leg restraints! I will hold you in solitary until I determine how to protect you from the prison population and protect your identity. Two uniformed officers stepped out of the shadows to cuff her hands and shackle Batgirl. Well she though they were cops, they really worked for me. She was led away to a waiting Police van.

“Please your honor, don’t punish her because of me” pleaded Supergirl, crying openly now.

“Supergirl, you have problems enough of your own, do not worry about Batgirl, she will get a lawyer in the morning, I suggest you do the same” answered the Judge. “Since I can’t restrain you anyway, I will release you on your honor until I can decide what to do with you. You will call me daily and you will have an ankle bracelet. I will issue you a cell phone with a GPS that must match the bracelets locations at all times. It is all I can do to protect the public from you at this point; I feel I have failed the justice system! You are not to attempt to contact Batgirl or approach any official involved in your case. I suggest you find a hole and stay there except when I call you!” We had a tracking screen so we could follow her ever move. The blond cunt took off to the mountains knowing if she went home the tracking GPS would help us uncover her secret Identity!

Supergirl flew away; leaving batgirl in our evil clutches, cue the maniacal laughter! Batgirl was brought back out before the bench, frog walking like a con.

“Batgirl, you have been found guilty, on your knees for your sentencing” announced Judge Justice.

“W…w…what is going on here!” she screamed as the two fake cops hit the back of her knees with their batons, forcing her to kneel. One of them took an extra pair of cuffs and linked her hands which were behind her to her ankle shackles. “Where is my lawyer, I am entitled to a fair trial she shouted at the bench.

“The paper work will be typed up in the morning Batgirl containing your confession” laughed the Judge at her naivety. “The new laws allow me a LOT of leeway in dealing with Vigilantes bitch! And the ACLU hates your guts so don’t expect any help from them either!”

“For refusing to co-operate with this court in the matter of Supergirl VS the State involving the death of an innocent bystander I hereby declare you an accessory to murder and sentence you to life!”

“N…n…Nnnnnoooooo! This isn’t right, this isn’t Justice” screamed Batgirl, “This is America, I have rights!”

“No longer Batgirl, the new laws allow ME to decide your fate! You will remain in custody forever to protect the citizens of this state from your reckless behavior! Sentence is to commence at once! You are inmate 001 now convict! You are hereby sentenced to life to life in our new privately owned correction facility! Also, you have lost the civil suit filed by Mr. Tull, I award your property, and YOUR PERSON to him for compensation for the damage you have caused! ”

The stunned former crime fighter, now convicted felon was rendered speechless. Her jaw was working, but no words came out, it was like all the wind had been driven from her lungs.

“Had you co-operated with the court perhaps we could have issued a lighter sentence, but now you will be an example for those who follow your footsteps!” the Judge pronounced.

I walked over in front of her from out of the shadows and sneered. “Do you remember me Batcunt, I had you beaten at that robbery and Supergirl saved your ass from a good raping! Well she is out of the way for now and I have had a boner for you ever since slut. You are going to spend the rest of your short life fucking and sucking men, women and their pets, who ever I decide to let use you whore!”

“What do you think you are doing?” Batgirl cried as I grabbed her left breast.

“Checking out my new slave!” I shot back, loving her discomfort at being groped.

“Fuck you asshole!” she shouted back in defiance. “If you were a real man you would let me up and fight fair!”

“Batgirl, meet your new jailer!” Judge Justice cackled in glee. “He has been awarded the contract to jail all captured Vigilantes’!”

“I kicked your ass once bitch when Supergirl saved you, so you are going to get the raping you had coming first, then maybe we will wrestle later!” I snarled. “Open your mouth cunt, your new master wants to fuck your throat!”

She clamped her jaws down tight as I undid my pants, I handed one of the guards a ring gag behind her where she couldn’t see it, then I kicked her in the gut, hard. It drove the wind from her lungs and she involuntarily opened her mouth, the guard had the gag in it before she relied what had happened.

“eww slorry astard” she drooled as she tried to curse me. “You uther ucker” she spat out, her words all but unintelligible, but their meaning clear enough. Then she saw my cock, all ten inches of it right in front of her face. She tried to twist away so I slapped her hard, she then stood still but glared at me with those startling green eyes full of fury and hatred. I slapped her with my cock just to add some humiliation before I started shoving its length in. Slowly I worked it in and out as she struggled to accommodate it, it damn near dislocated her jaw. I could see her throat swell as my cock is shoved down it. Her gag reflex added to my enjoyment as I sawed in and out slowly. I notice several cameras being used, still cameras with flash bulbs going off, she knew she was being filmed, pictures likely to be on the internet in a few hours! Movie cameras were rolling too.

Batgirl had nearly been raped before, but she had always gotten out of it on her own or sometimes Supergirl saved her, but this was the first cock ever forced down her gullet, the shame was overwhelming. She was on her knees trussed up like a convict sucking a criminal’s cock. The Judge was there watching and cackling with glee, and worse of all; her own father was watching and not helping! She couldn’t give away who she was, but she wanted to scream for her daddy to save her.

Soon her tight throat milked the cum from my balls, it felt like gallons, one of those orgasms that seem to swell from your feet up! I put most of it down her throat, but saved a bit for her eyes and face, it ran off her mask and dripped onto the yellow bat symbol on her magnificent chest. Her breasts were rising and falling as she sobbed. The judge was screaming in her ear, “What till her puts that monster up your ass, you will have something to cry about then whore! Aren’t you sorry you played dress up hero now slut, look at you, you will suck every cock in this room tonight, and eat my cunt too! I think I will use a strap on in your mouth! A double ended one so I can fuck your throat while I use your face as a dildo!”

“That sounds like fun Christine, and I bet you have just such a strap on cock with you too don’t you slut” I laughed as Batgirl coughed up some of my sperm. “While we wait for her to strap up, Commissioner Gordon, would you like some of this, she isn’t as young as your mistress and her cock sucking skills leave something to be desired. We will have to train her to use her tongue, but she is available.”

“No I really shouldn’t’ he demurred to Barbra’s relief. I could see his hard on from ten feet away straining at his pants.

“I insist PARTNER” I emphasized the word partner. “It will help seal our deal and I will be able to trust you with more responsibility in the organization, and that means more money, and we both know you aren’t adverse to a little rough sex don’t we?”

“Well perhaps I could” he muttered as he dropped his pants. He had no idea he was about to rape his own daughters mouth! She tried to struggle but strong hands held her down, every time she started to shout I smacked her hard, then his cock was in her throat and she couldn’t shout, “Daddy it’s me!” The old man pumped her furiously while the judge held his nut sack massaging his balls. “Cum in her mouth Gordon, cum all over her face, fuck this whore, she probably likes it anyway!” Soon he blew an admirable wad of man gravy all over his daughter’s face even after putting half his load down her throat. When he finished Christine had at her, the two guards waited in line as well. It was going to be a long night for Barbra Gordon and Batgirl. Soon the Judge had her double ended cock sliding through the cock ring in Batgirls throat. He strikingly beautiful judge was laughing as her juices flowed down the black rubber cock and into Batgirl’s mouth. “Have you ever tasted pussy cum Batslut? Get used to it; it’s going to be on the menu for you for years to come!”

After the evil Judge’s lust was temporally sated the two guards had a turn each, then Commissioner Gordon had another go at the soiled mouth of the crime fighter. For an old guy he sure could get it up often. The Red headed Vigilante had endured hours of having her throat stretched, her mouth hurt, her jaws burning in agony. She was still able to cry, in shame and agony as humiliation after humiliation was heaped on her until every one in the room was drained.

I had her transported to my lair for further conditioning, She didn’t resist my placing a collar on her throat, and Tammy lead her to my Hummer on her hands and knees. At my hideout she was shown her new home, a small wire cage within a cell. Her collar was chained to a post in the cage. She was not given any food or water.

The next morning I took Tammy down to see our new pet. She still wore her ring gag, it had to be agonizing by now and I doubt the cramped cage let her get ant rest. She was dozing as we entered so I had Tammy spray her down with a garden hose, the cold water snapping her pain fogged brain rudely back to reality. All she could do was glare at me with those green eyes. They weren’t so defiant now, they were pleading.

“Well Barbra, what a pickle you are in!’ I gloated. Yes, we know who you are, it was certainly interesting to watch your own father fuck your throat last night, what? Two or three times at least!”

It was three, thought Barbra; it was three, as she remembered the almost maniacal look on the commissioner’s face the shame came racing back.

“I expect your mouth hurts like hell about now and I can’t imagine what it tastes like with all that ball gravy you swallowed!” I laughed. “Tammy, remove her gag!” My newly acquired accomplice opened the cage and removed the ring gag from batgirl’s mouth.

“Now Batgirl, I imagine you would like breakfast! Beg to suck my cock, and remember to call me Master, and Tammy here will fix you a cool drink and a refreshing breakfast. You are going to need your strength today; we have some questions for you!”

She worked her sore jaws trying to get some of the pain worked out. Her mouth tasted like stale cum, her throat was raw and sore. She mulled over her fate, and decided she would have to play along in order to survive long enough for Supergirl to save her, or to affect her own escape, and what the hell was one more cock after last night.

“P…p…please Master, may I suck you cock?” she croaked, barely audible.

I unfastened my fly and held my cock in front of her, through the cage; she licked it, her dry tongue felt rough. I thrust into her mouth a few times then pulled away, she looked confused. I wasn’t after a orgasm just yet, I had just wanted to humiliate her some more.

“Tammy put her water bottle on her cage” I ordered. I had to laugh, the bottle was one of those you put on a rabbit cage, and she had to lap the tube like a Hamster to get any water from it. “If you touch it with your hands Batslut, I will have it removed. Now Tammy, bring her food bowl. Again Barbra, if you use your hands I will take it away.”

Tammy brought in a dog bowl labeled “Barbra” containing what looked like dog food. She sat it down in front of me. “That looks terrible Tammy” I laughed, “Let’s add some seasoning for our pet shall we?” I had her suck my cock until I came, and then spit my man gravy onto the food in the bowl. She then placed it in Batgirl’s cage. Barbra looked at it in disgust. “Eat hardy Batgirl!” I laughed. “Until you lick that bowl clean you will get nothing else!”

Supergirl scanned the headlines a few days after her “Court Date”, she could hardly believe what she saw there on the front page. The headline blared “Batgirl Confesses to Man Slaughter! Also loses Civil Suit!” It was a confession by Batgirl; it detailed the “Crimes” they had committed against the State, she had pleaded guilty as an accessory to Manslaughter the article beneath said. She was sentenced to life in the new Vigilante Prison! It went on to add she had also turned States evidence against Supergirl!

Supergirl fell to the ground and cried for hours, knowing she would have to call Judge Justice at the appointed time, knowing what her fate was very likely going to be! Should she surrender herself? If she didn’t they couldn’t really hold her! She tried to call Wonder Woman, but the Amazon told her “I can’t talk to you, I am under court orders and indictment myself!” Supergirl got the same results every time she called a fellow crime fighter!. What the hell was wrong with this world she despaired, all the good guys were under suspicion! The public had turned on them after all the good they had done for the citizens of this planet!

The time came and she forced herself to dial the Judge to report in like a paroled felon. “Hello Judge, this is Supergirl, I am checking in as you ordered” the sobbing Heroine announced when the Judge answered the phone.

“Well Supergirl, after what we have learned from Batgirl, you will need to appear before this court again tonight!” the Judge demanded. “I have taken the liberty to appoint you a lawyer, you really need one, and it looks very bad.”

“I saw the paper” the cowed Supergirl sniffed, “I don’t understand how this could happen to us!”

“Well you did kill someone Supergirl” reprimanded the Judge. “The relatives and the State demand justice from you just like any other citizen. I will try to be lenient as possible considering the gravity of the charge against you. Batgirl’s sentence was so lengthy in part because of her refusal to cooperate with this court. I expect more from you and perhaps you will get a lighter sentence”

“Judge, I…I… am afraid” the Maid of Might confessed, “For the first time in my life”

“It should scare you Supergirl, this is VERY serious stuff” comforted the Judge, barely able to suppress her laughter at the thought of the Heroine confessing her fears. “If she only knew!” thought the crooked Jurist.

After her conversation with the subdued Supergirl Judge Justice dropped to her knees in front of me. “Did I do good master? Are you pleased? Would you fuck my slut ass? Please Master I need your man meat in me now, fucking over that Supercunt has made me so very fucking wet!”

“Suck me stiff whore and I will see!” I laughed. “Get your husband on the phone; tell him you are going to be late for dinner!” While I fucked her ass brutally the corrupt Judge spoke to her husband, lying about the reason she wasn’t coming home!

While the Judge had been cowing Supergirl over several days, Tammy and I had been working on Batgirl, seeking the secret to capturing the flying pain in my ass heroine Supergirl.

Batgirl was led by a leash from her cage, her ankles chained, her hands cuffed behind her like a common criminal, the irony was not lost on the cowed crusader. A chain hoist was attached to a ring on the back of her collar with a lock, her cuffs were removed. “Strip off that costume!” I commanded tersely. When she hesitated I hit a button and she was lifted from the floor by her throat. After she chocked for a few seconds I lowered her until her toes barely touched the floor again.

“Now slut, obey your master and remove that costume!” I shouted. “And if you don’t want your neck stretched again, you will answer saying “Yes Master!” when I give you a command!”

Her eyes blazed with hatred as she rasped out a scorn filled “Yes Master!” She reached down and began removing the shiny black boots nearly strangling her self as she slipped them off. By the time she was down to some black stretch shorts and sports bra, my cock was as stiff as it had ever been. She looked at me, hoping I was satisfied, but I just pointed and she removed her bra, cupping her breasts in her hands, arm crossed in front of herself. She glared at me with those laser green eyes full of hatred. I pointed again at her shorts and I saw those same green eyes begin to leak tears, she didn’t dare defy me. When she moved her hands to comply two of the most exquisite breast I had ever seen bounced free and bounced provocatively She pulled her shorts down, then kicked them off her ankles, leaving only a tiny red thong covering her slit. She tried to cover herself, but I denied her that small dignity with a single sentence, Hands behind your head slave, lock your fingers!” Then I added “Arch your back slut! Stick those tits out for inspection!” I hit the winch button, lowering a bit so she could comply with my next command, spread your legs fuckmeat! And remember how you answer you master when he gives you an order!”

“Yes Master” she sniffed less defiant now as she shuffled her feet as she moved to obey my order.

“You will assume this position when ever you are permitted to stand fuck toy” I instructed her. She failed to answer promptly and I made eye contact with Tammy who stood unnoticed behind Batgirl. In her sadistic hand she held a cattle prod, she looked at me and pointed to her cunt and I nodded. Tammy thrust the evil wand between the suspended heroine’s cunt lips. Batgirl looked down startled by the cold prod against her most private of parts, then her expression changed to horror as she recognized what the invasion meant right before Tammy pulled the trigger.

As the prod crackled a gut wrenching scream was torn from Batgirl’s throat. She instinctively closed her legs, trapping the electrified wand in her crotch. The pain caused her to piss herself. Her legs gave out and she hung by her neck strangling as she twitched, losing all control of her body.

I motioned to Tammy and she reluctantly wretched the prod from between the clenched legs of the tortured heroine. Batgirl recovered enough to reach up and grasp the chain above her head to pull herself back up, coughing violently as she slipped in the puddle at her feet.

“Now I told you nicely Batcunt to answer me correctly when I gave you a command, you will answer “Yes Master”, without fail, when I give you an order! Do you understand?” I asked calmly.

“Y…y…yes M…master” she cried, the terror clear in her voice.

“Now, you have another blast coming Batgirl, but I will give you the choice of where you will get it. You may choose the Ass, your breasts, or your cunt” I growled. “And you will beg for it!”

“N…n…no!” she cried, and then quickly added “MASTER! Please don’t shock me again! I can’t take it! I will do what ever you ask, just don’t shock me again!”

“Decide now Batcunt, if you defy my wishes again you will be punished with another shock, and I will decide where!” I snarled back at her!

Her once defiant green eyes now only held fear! She was nearly broken, and it had not taken all that much. She was panic stricken; she had to decide quickly, so she blurted out “MY ASS! Please shock my ass, MASTER!”

I nodded to Tammy who shoved the tip of the prod between the panicked girl’s ass cheeks, right against her puckered asshole and pulled the trigger. Batgirl spasms violently again, and again she dropped to her knees, or she would have had she not been hanging from her collar. After a few moments she managed to get back to her feet and assume the correct position. Tears were streaming from those lovely green eyes in a torrent now.

“Now Batslut, we have some information we need from you. First order of business though is your new name, you will answer to slave, slut or Batslut, do you understand?” I inquired mildly. “What is your new name?’

“Yes Master” she cried quickly, eyeing the prod still in Tammy’s hand. “M…m…my name is Batslut!”

“I own you Batslut, you are just a piece of meat, property to use as I see fit, am I clear? Do you understand your new station in life?” I asked her. “Are you ready to accept your fate? You can not escape, you can’t beat me, I own you now, and failure to obey me will result in severe punishment. Any attempt to escape will result in every law enforcement officer in the world hunting you down!”

Her shoulders slumped, the nature of her position was sinking in, and it was crushing to her spirit. She had always been able to overcome any obstacle by just working harder, but this was different. Somehow, in the space of a few short months she had gone from heroine to fuck toy, from celebrated crime fighter to a piece of property. She had just been forced to call this man Master because she was afraid of the pain he would cause. She was beaten because she was AFRAID! For the first time in her life, she was frightened of anything.

I lengthened her throat chain and she slumped to her knees. “Now kiss my boot Batslut” I commanded. She hesitated as I had hoped, I don’t know if it was from shock or from defiance, but I nodded and Tammy laid the wand on her back and pulled the trigger again, sending searing waves of pain through the nearly broken crime fighter turned convict. The muscles in her back spasmed violently, her mouth was open, but there was no scream, her lungs were paralyzed by pain. When the probe was at last removed from her back, she could finally force air through her vocal chords and the scream became audible, and almost inhuman.

When she had quieted down again I went on with her training. “Now kiss my boot bitch or I will have her ram that prod up your cunt again!” She instantly leaned forward and complied. “That’s better Batslut” I laughed. “Now I am going to unfasten your chin, I want you to walk to that cross frame over there and stand in front of it, legs spread, arms raised straight over your head” I ordered.

Dejectedly she rose shakily to hr feet and staggered over to where I had designated. She sobbed, her shoulders shaking as she moved to obey. “W…w…what?” she muttered, eyeing the cross she was about to be attached to, then quickly added “MASTER! W…w…why are you doing this, I am complying!”

‘Shut up slave, you will not question me unless you want to dance for Tammy’s prod again!” I growled as Tammy strapped her tightly to the frame, stretching the former crime fighter tight. After she was secure I went on. “We have just started your training Batslut. Every new prisoner needs cleaned up and marked for identification!”

“W…w…what do you mean “Marked”” she cried, panic stricken. Tammy had left the room, she came back in carrying a glowing branding iron! OH MY GAWDDDDD NNNNOOOOO!”screamed Batgirl in pure abject terror, twisting violently in her bonds. “Keep that away from me, please, please master!”

The iron glowed a menacing red as Tammy handed it to me; it was in the shape of a “T” for my last name. “Now Batslut, I am only going to ask you once, if you do not answer I am going to brand each side of your face with this. It will permanently disfigure you for sure, and if my hand slips or you jerk when I do it, it could blind you! Now think carefully, what is Supergirl’s weakness?”

The panicked Batgirl blurted out “KRYPTONITE! Kryptonite Master, it weakens her, makes her vulnerable!”

“Thank you slave” I chuckled as pressed the hot iron to her belly, just above her cunt. She looked at me shocked as another animal like scream was ripped from her throat.

“I suppose you would ask me why I did that Batslut, if you could speak anyway” I snarled. “It is a permanent reminder of your servitude. If you had not answered I would have marred that beautiful face, make no mistake about it! Now Tammy will modify you further to suit my taste, I think nipple rings, a tongue stud for when you are sucking my cock or licking Tammy’s cunt, and a Clit ring to lead you around by. Oh, and a nose ring, just because it is humiliating!”

While Tammy further tortured the suspended Heroine as I had instructed, I called Judge Justice. “Get me a court order to seize all Kryptonite in the cities possession.”

“What is Kryptonite?” she asked.

“Just do what the fuck I command you stupid cow and Supergirl will be ours shortly!” I growled.

Supergirl was nearly out of her mind with worry. She hadn’t heard from Batgirl in weeks now. The last call she had gotten from her caused her more concern than it soothed. Barbra had said she was fine and the treatment was good, but she sounded scared somehow. And her answers seemed scripted, lifeless and hollow. Supergirl had asked Judge Justice if she could she Barbra, but she had been denied.

Finally the day came, Judge Justice ordered her to report to the court. Supergirl called her lawyer friend at the last second, a young barrister from the Justice League, Ann Anders. MS. Anders was an extremely attractive young platinum blond, she wasn’t very tall, maybe four foot eleven and one hundred pounds soaking wet. If it wasn’t for her well developed chest, she looked like a young teen, her angelic face framed by her long blond hair. She used her looks to her advantage too; rationalizing it was only using what gave her against the male oppressors! She was in fact a militant lesbian, a real man hater; she loved nothing better than humiliating men, leading them on, and then crushing them with a vicious rejection of their advances. To her all men were stupid brutes, ruled by their cocks, unworthy of her affections.

She was born a mutant, a fact that might have deterred some of the men who constantly made advances toward her. She could breathe under water, and her skin didn’t prune after prolonged submersion. She also had webbed toes to aid her swimming, and good underwater eye sight.

When the pair arrived for their court date, Supergirl was in her costume, her lawyer in a short skirted business suit. As they entered the building the lawyer Judge Justice had appointed approached them and held out his hand.

Ann Anders just stared at him and said “Beat it fool, you are fired! I am representing Supergirl now. Take your incompetent ass on out of here!” The humbled lawyer slunk away, humiliated.

The pair entered the “Courtroom” and the small barrister immediately began making demands of the Judge. “I want to know what makes you think you have jurisdiction over my client” she demanded. “I also demand discovery, I have no prior knowledge of the prosecutions case as required by the law! Supergirl’s rights have been trampled from the beginning of this fiasco, and I demand to see Batgirl as well! I will not tolerate this injustice from a “Star Chamber” sort of “kangaroo Court!”

Judge Justice just laughed evilly and replied, “I have been given free reign over the Vigilante Problem by our state Legislature. Special rules apply here because of the nature of the defendants! There is no jury, just me, so I suggest you watch your tone Madam or I will hold you in contempt!”

She went on to add, “Supergirl, you will be found guilty of reckless homicide unless we can reach a plea agreement!”

“JUST WAIT A MINUTE!” exclaimed the petite lawyer representing the Maid of Might. “I haven’t even seen the evidence against her, let alone present evidence for her release! What the heck is going on here! This is still the United States, my client has rights!”

“Bailiff, take MS. Anders into custody!” ordered the Judge. “I warned you! Now you will be no good to your client!”

“ON WHAT CHARGE?” screamed the still defiant Lawyer?

“Contempt, for a start” snarled Judge Justice. “We may add others as the evening progresses!

“Come on Supergirl, we are leaving” the petite blond. “This is a Kangaroo court, we need to seek justice elsewhere and let the public know what is happening here1 let’s go, they can’t hold us!”

The two blond Super Heroines turned to leave and pulled up short as I blocked the door, as I locked it. Behind them Judge Justice rose up and shouted,”If you leave here you will be hunted by every law enforcement and military unit in the country! I am the law regarding you Vigilantes and so called super heroes!”

The small blond attorney turned and shot back, “Fuck you Judge, this is a travesty and I will expose it to the world, it is you that will be in jail soon! Come on Supergirl, we are leaving, knock down that door!”

The tall blond statuesque vision of perfect womanhood strode toward the door intending to smash her way out when a blinding pain struck her; it was like her skin was on fire! She had of course never really felt pain before, this was a new and terrible experience for the super powered Heroine. She tried to push on and get to the door, but her strength was failing her, it was like someone had pulled a plug out of an inflatable toy, she could feel her energy drain away as she dropped to her knees, then fell flat on her face gasping in pain, unable to even cry out. In a few seconds she was motionless, only her ragged, labored breathing giving away the fact she wasn’t dead.

Ann Anders ran to her fallen friend and comrade, a look of stunned disbelief on her face. ”What have you done to her!” she screamed at no one in particular. Then she looked up at me standing by the door holding a glowing green rock in my hand, and she recoiled in terror.

“H…h…how did you find out about that” she stammered, pointing at the Kryptonite.

“A little bird told me, actually it was a little flying mouse, Batgirl told us!” I laughed.

“Batgirl wouldn’t sell Supergirl out!” declared the Attorney/Heroine. “She would never reveal that secret!”

“Well I am sorry to disappoint you MS Anders, but that is EXACTLY where the information came from.” I exclaimed. “Tammy, lead Batslut in here!”

The shocked blond looked up as Tammy led Batgirl in from another room. The completely nude former heroine was being lead by a leash that ran through a ring on a dog collar around her neck, it passed down to a ring piercing the girl’s clit! Every tug on the leash pulled on Batgirls cunt demanding she follow closely. When Batgirl saw Ann Anders kneeling over the prostrate she looked away in shame.

“What have you done you fucking big titted cow!” screamed the tiny blond lawyer. “How could you, she is your friend! Now look at her!”

The small woman’s tirade lashed Batgirl like a whip, cutting clear to her soul. As Tammy led the defeated crime fighter by her clit chain Ann/Aquagirl was shocked at the sight. Batgirl was a mass of bruises and welts, and my brand was clearly visible on her belly below the navel and above her bald cunt. On her left breast was tattooed a bar code and the words “BATSLUT INMATE 001” in red ink.

Aquagirl’s rage was being supplanted by terror now a she realized these cretins had taken down two of the best crime fighters in history, and she was likely next on their menu! She leapt to her feet and struck a martial arts stance and cried “Come on Batgirl, help me! We can beat these bastards!”

“KNEEL!” commanded Tammy and the now submissive Batgirl dropped to her wide spread knees, her hands clasped behind her head, breasts thrust out.

“I don’t think she is going to be any help to you MS Anders” I laughed cruelly. “Batgirl is dead, isn’t she Batslut?”

“Y…y…yes master” the sobbing batgirl answered quickly, the humiliation crushing her very soul as the admission came from her lips.

“Well Ms Anders, since you interjected yourself into a situation in which you had no business, your fate will also be the same as Batgirl’s” I growled. “You will wear my brand as well.”

“I think not you bastard” the tiny rime fighter answered bravely, if not all together convincingly. “Come on tough guy, are you afraid of a woman in a fair fight!”

“I crap bigger than you little girl” I laughed striding towards her to accept her challenge. “I bet that cunt of yours is tighter than a vice!”

She kicked off her high heels and to my amazement ripped away her own blouse and skirt to reveal a tight Aqua blue colored cat suit emblazoned with a dark blue “A” on her chest!

“Its Aqua girl!” exclaimed Judge Justice from the bench behind her. “I have a warrant for your arrest!”

“Fuck you and your warrant cow!” screamed the blue clad heroine. She knew she had blown her secret identity, but it seemed of small concern right now. This fight was to determine the fate of at least three crime fighters. As she was lost in thought for just that slit second, I slapped her with a huge back hand, staggering her.

“Best pay attention to your new master” I laughed! “I like to play with my new toys before breaking their will!”

The stunned Aquagirl gathered her wits and launched an attack of her own, she was fairly quick, but her technique was lacking and she just didn’t have the physical strength to beat me.

“So Aquagirl, what exactly is your claim to fame? It certainly isn’t fighting!” I goaded her. “Batslut, what can your little friend do that is so special?”

“S…s…she can breathe underwater Master” the kneeling Batgirl answered instantly, her conditioning required an instant and complete answer.

“Well isn’t that special” I laughed. “I am afraid it won’t be much good tonight Aquafuck, I am afraid you are beaten”

“N…n…not yet” she gasped, very near complete collapse. “I will find a way to win, I always do!”

“Not this time, not ever again” I growled savagely as I closed in to finish her off. I pressed her hard and her defenses collapsed under the speed and weight of my assault. I pulled her from the floor by her hair with my left hand, and groped her nice tits with my right. “Pretty nice milk bags slut” I observed, then I ripped away her costume, exposing them to the air. “Your nipples are hard you little pain slut!” I laughed; look at her people, the slut is getting turned on!”

“N…n…no” she whispered in response, “I hate men!”

I dragged her in front of the bench and Judge Justice, who was fucking herself with a large dildo, excited by my humiliation of yet another crime fighter.

“JUDGE!” I shouted to et her attention, “Time to pronounce sentence on this Vigilante!”

Judge Justice looked up, torn from her ecstasy by my voice. “I…I… find you guilty as charged!” she gasped, still short of breath from her fucking herself. “I sentence you to life. Master, may I have her for a pet, she would make a nice doll for my daughter”

“No, I have plans for her bitch, but you may bring your daughter over to play with her” I answered. I bent the now barely struggling Aquagirl over the table in front of the bench and ripped away the tatters of her uniform, exposing her ass and her cunt. “Batslut, Get over here and hold her down while I fuck her!” The stunned Batgirl started to protest until she remembered the prod Tammy carried. She haltingly walked over and stood in front of her bent over friend. “Push her down on the table” I commanded, placing her hand on Aquagirl’s back and head. I dropped my pants and slowly rubbed my massive fuck pole up and down Aquagirl’s slit for a moment, and then I began to shove it in her tiny little twat an inch at a time. The blond mutant let loose a blood curdling scream that was music to my ears “”please stop, you are too big! You are ripping me in half” she wailed!

Her tiny cunt was as tight as a vice, and slowly, in spite of her will, was become slick with her own juices. “You like being raped don’t you whore” I growled as I plowed deeper and deeper into her. The pain was tremendous, my massive fuck pole spread her tender pink cunt wide, stretching it further than she could have imagined possible, her tiny body struggled to accommodate my cock. Soon she felt an unwelcome tingling from her loins and knew she was about to have an orgasm forced on her. I noticed she was now fucking me back and my long thick cock was all the way in up to my balls. “You can’t stop it slut, you true nature wants to come out, look at you fucking me back you wanton whore!” Apparently my verbal abuse hit the spot because she began bucking like a bronco and screamed her orgasm to the sky! Her spasms sent me over the edge as well, and I sent quarts of hot man sauce into her cunt. “I own you now slut, you will call me master from now on! Batgirl, lick your master clean!” I commanded,”Don’t forget to get my ball sack!” when she had finished I added, “Anybody else here may use her now, she is nothing more than a fuck toy. My guards lined up behind her, one after another they fucked her tiny cunt. Then one of my henchmen that was nearly as big as me asked, “Can we ass fuck her boss?”

That request apparently registered in Aquagirl’s dazed mind as she screamed in horror, “NNNOOOOO! Please God no! I will do anything else you ask, just don’t fuck me there! PPLLEEEAASEE! I am begging you!”

“Sorry my little fishy fuck toy, fuck her ass men, everybody gets a turn to spawn with our guppy!” I proclaimed. My henchman lined his cock up with her tiny asshole and began to shove his cock in dry.

Both of my new slaves were bound tightly and transported to my new facility, officially called the State Secret Maximum Security Prison for Violent Offenders. It was budgeted by the State, and located in an old prison that had been unused since another Judge had declared it unfit to confine human beings in. It was a dreary foreboding hulk; it reminded one of a Medieval Castle. It was located at the far edge of civilization near the summit of a mountain, accessible only by one road. Its seclusion and forbidding aura was meant to discourage visitors, and it certainly worked.

We had previously gotten some renovations done, within the rotting hulk there was a smaller state of the art prison facility, complete with escape proof cells, a gym, ostensibly for the inmates, but in reality for me and my henchman, I mean Correctional Facility Employees as they were now on the States payroll as well. We even had two swimming pools and a sauna.

Once our new inmates arrived at their new home, I called a doctor friend of mine and offered her a job at the Prison. At first she was reluctant, and then I told her about the benefits. You see Doctor Ivanna Cutalot was kind of a Doctor Mengle want to be. The underworld used her to fix wounds and the like regularly. She was a Russian emigrant; she fled the authorities from the old USSR as it collapsed. She had her license revoked in the State some years back for all kinds of unsavory practices, so I had to get her a new identity. When I explained the situation she leapt at the opportunity, here was the chance to try her twisted experiments with almost unlimited funding, on the kind of people who had disgraced her and driven her underground.

We called her Dr. I. She was probably Thirty five of so, she was stunning in appearance, she was probably five foot seven and very fit. She had raven black hair which framed a beautiful face the just oozed an evil. She almost black looking eyes that just pierced right through you, like there was no soul behind them, just a dark menace, like you could fall into them and end up in hell. She sported a nice set of tits and a gorgeous ass, all stacked on a pair of wonderfully long legs.

When we arrived at the inmates new home I turned Supergirl over to the evil Doctor, who kept her pretty much unconscious as she experimented with the affects Kryptonite had on Supergirl. She varied the exposure and noted the heart rate and brain wave changes it caused; we wanted to know we could control her before we allowed her to regain full awareness.

Dr I came to me after a few days with a brilliant plan for Supergirl. It was a combination of brain washing through subliminal messaging, chemicals to facilitate it, controllable implants, and plain old application of pain. It would take some time, but in the end we would have complete control of the world’s most powerful weapon, Supergirl! I ordered her to proceed at once, making anything she needed available.

As the evil Doctor began her transformation of Supergirl, I went to work on our aquatic pet. I had a large aquarium constructed in my office where we kept her while she wasn’t in training, they are right, an aquarium DOES reduce the stress level in an office! Well unless you are the slave I it I suppose. Tammy’s rapidly developing sadistic streak was proving to be a great source of amusement to me as I watched her torture our newest inmate. The tiny Aquagirl was taken to a swimming pool each day for training. At first she was uncooperative of course, but she soon learned her place in the world now.

Our sexy little guppy could swim really fast around the pool; the Doctor clocked her at nearly thirty miles an hour! We had to condition the former Super Heroine to obey on dry land before we could turn her loose in the pool. Her programming went a lot like Batgirl’s, only she held out a little longer. The Doctor had devised a clit ring that would act a cattle prod, remote controlled with an almost inexhaustible battery; it was going to prove to be a big seller in certain nefarious markets.

Super girl struggled to regain conciseness, but when she neared it, the pain made her want to go back to sweet oblivion, but cold water dragged her back into the world of pain. As her mind cleared, her vision came back. She found herself spread eagled on a wooden cross frame, stretch tightly. She quickly realized she was nude. As the fog cleared in her head she could hardly believe what she saw, she thought this can’t be real, this is a nightmare!

She could see me reclining in a chair, eating a sandwich while the once proud Batgirl sucked my cock like a cheap truck stop whore. Off to her right she could see Aquagirl; the tiny former vigilante was in a big aquarium with several fish! Tammy was making her do tricks like a trained dolphin at sea world in the big tank, holding a treat out and having Aquagirl leap and grab it. A hoop lying on the deck around the huge tank bespoke of further humiliation in store for the Aquatic member of the Heroine League. Super girl could see that Aquagirl had been marked like Batgirl, tattooed on her left breast.

Supergirl remembered seeing the glowing green rock in my hands in the courtroom, she new I had her secret weakness, and she could till feel its lingering effects, she was almost as weak as a kitten.

I noticed Supergirl had regained her wits as I blew a wad of ball gravy down Batcunt’s throat. “Very good my little slut,” I complimented her using the condescending tone you use on a dog. “You have become a decent cocksucker for your master!”

“Thank you master” she whimpered in response.

“Batgirl!” screamed the spread eagled Supergirl,”What has he done to you! Rise off your knees and free me, we can beat this bastard!”

The slave that had been Batgirl didn’t even respond, she didn’t dare, I hadn’t permitted it.

I stood up and walked over to the bound Supergirl. “I am afraid Batgirl doesn’t live there anymore Supercunt, I have taken her will, she is my slave now, as you will be soon my big titted slut.” I grabbed her breasts, weighing them like melons as she glared impotently at me with crystal blue eyes. She refused to react though, denying me the pleasure of her anguish. Then I touched her cunt, and she tried to squirm away from me, her false bravado gone.

“Leave me alone” she wailed, “Let me go”

“Not likely Superwhore, you are going to be a huge money maker whoring for me” I replied. “You will soon be convicted in court, and sentenced to a life of slavery, working s a whore to pay your keep like Batslut and the freak Aquacunt over there on display in an aquarium! You will never again know what it was like to be Supergirl; you powers are gone fore ever. You have never felt pain have you Supergirl, well that is about to change, Tammy has become quite the little sadist and she is just drooling over you, waiting to inflict unimaginable pain, that is unless you agree to a plea bargain!” I was stroking he cunt now, but she had ceased her fruitless struggle to escape my touch.

“Do you like having your twat stroked whore?” I asked. “Think about how much nicer it is than this!” I motioned to Tammy and she produced two vicious nipple clamps and installed them on Supergirl’s spectacular tits. The Maid of Might was whimpering now, but she still refused to cry out.

As I gently caressed her cunt she began to feel unwanted warmth rising in her loins. You see Supercunt; we have been fucking with your mind as you slept these last few weeks. You will notice even the thought of my touching you is starting to make you wet. Look at your nipples Superslut, they are hard as rocks. The good Doctor Ivanna has been working on you to heighten your new found sense of touch.” And with that I began slapping her tits a series of hard back handed blows, causing the weights attached to her nipple via a cruel clamp to swing violently, pulling at the tender buds cruelly. She screamed finally, unable to bear the new found sensation of pain, her previously impervious body had never experienced much of the sensations that now ripped through her.

When I stopped slapping her exquisite breasts and she settled back down to a more even sobbing rather than outright screaming I went on, “Superslut, Judge Justice has found you guilty of manslaughter and wanton endangerment, there is no appeal, and your lawyer is doing dolphin tricks in the aquarium. You are in a bad place here. My first instinct is to convert you into a mindless fuck toy, a life support system for your cunt. We can destroy your mind, leaving that wonderful ass completely intact. We can program you to when you see a man’s cock you will crave it so badly it hurts, like a drug addict needs his fix. Bat cunt over there is only about a third of the way along that line of training, and look at her! Or maybe we could leave your mind intact, so you witness your degradation, but unable to control your own body. Or perhaps we leave it intact and shove it into a small corner of your brain, trapped in the dark, unable to see or hear with no outside stimulation at all, for all of eternity!”

The horrors I listed for Supergirl rushed over her like a wave, sweeping away all pride, she had to keep those things from happening to her! What could be worse after all? She had to figure out a way to stop this madness; she couldn’t end up a mindless fuck toy! She was Supergirl! How could this be happening!

“I…is there another alternative?” she begged haltingly. “If I gave myself to you willingly for night, would you free me?”

I had to laugh at her weakness; she was ready t give in already! “No Superfuck, I can not set you free, you have been legally condemned to life in Prison, my prison. If I freed you I would be a criminal like you!” The irony was just too darn funny! “You are going to be my fuck toy from now until I tire of you! The only options is how you serve your sentence, either as a brain dead cock craving fuck toy, or with you conscious but unable to resist any command given to you!”

“There must be something else!” she screamed, “Another way! Something I can give you or pay you with! Please, I don’t want to end up like that…., please!”

I could never have imagined the worlds greatest crime fighter could be reduced to a begging, sniveling, cunt in so short of time with so little pain inflicted on her! I am sure when the other Heroines saw the film I was making of this, they would be appalled at how easy she was giving in, it was unbelievable.

“First, you will address me as Master, and you will only answer to “cunt, whore, slut, or Supercunt” I growled, slapping her tits again. I was sure now the subliminal messages that had been played over and over again while she was unconscious were having an effect. She couldn’t look me in the eye. The messages had been constructed to reduce her will power so that when someone gave her a harsh command she felt the need to obey. The messages worked on her self confidence, they had told her over and over she was a weak worthless slut and was compelled to obey others who were stronger minded than her.

Supergirl couldn’t understand why she felt so compelled to obey me, she fought to push those thoughts from her mind, but when she did it caused an extreme pain in her head.

I went on, “the only hope you have in maintaining some part of your humanity is to obey me unfailingly, do you understand?’

“Y…y…yes” she sobbed.

I blasted her tits a vicious blow, sending one weight flying across the room as its clamp tore through her tender nipple as it was torn free, Supergirl screamed in agony. “I told you to address me as master you stupid piece of fuckmeat!” I screamed in her face as I slapped her milk bags again. “I guess you are to fucking stupid to obey me, we will just strip your fucking idiot mind and use your body for breeding! Maybe your off spring will be smart enough to make a decent slave! We will reduce you to a cock loving, cum sucking Barbie Doll and rent you out at parties!”

That snapped her back to awareness like a bucket of cold water, “N…n…Nnnnnoooooo! I am sorry; please forgive me, m…m…master!” she stammered out. “I will do what ever you ask, just don’t take my mind!”

“Like the stupid blond cow ever uses it!” exclaimed Dr. I who had come up from her lab to join me. Supergirl looked up, shocked and started to reply when she met the evil Doctors eyes, her heart froze as she looked into those soulless depths. It was if someone had step on her grave, the fear was overwhelming.

“Well Ivanna, glad you could join me!” I exclaimed. “I was about to send Super cow to you to have her mind altered.”

“I have some intriguing new developments along those lines” answered the dark haired Doctor from hell. “I think I can program her conciseness to be in a constant state of agony, lets say make her feel like she is on fire, then we can push her into a recess of her mind to burn forever while we use her body as we please.”

Supergirl’s eyes grew wide in terror, “OH MY GAWD!” she cried out. “PPPPPPLLLEEEAAAASSEEEE don’t Master, please, I beg you don’t do that to me! I will serve you master, I will be your best slave ever, I swear it on my life! Please Master! What ever you ask, just don’t destroy my mind!”

I motioned to Tammy and my sick little accomplice released the sniveling former heroine from the cross frame. Supergirl dropped to her knees, sobbing like a child.

“Crawl to your master and lick his boots Super cow!” the evil doctor commanded.

The blond maid of Might crawled on her hands and knees to my feet then began licking my boots as she was ordered. After a few minutes I pulled her head up by her hair to look into her eyes, all I could see was sheer terror; all sense of pride was gone. You will address the Doctor, and any other woman of a higher class than you, and that is all women not my slave, as mistress, is that clear?”

“Yes master” she answered quickly, fearing punishment if she didn’t.

“Now crawl over and lick the doctor’s feet, then up her legs to her cunt!” I commanded the broken Supergirl. She drooped to her hands and knees and crawled to the doctor as ordered, kissing her feet. Then she slowly began working her way up the other woman’s leg. “Stop Super cow!” I shouted. “Don’t you think a slave should beg her mistress before licking her cunt? You had better start using your mind before I take it from you!”

“I am sorry Master!” she sobbed in reply, ”I am still learning, don’t hurt me please! Mistress, may I lick your pussy?”

“That is still not quite right Superfuck!” snarled the doctor. “A slave does not say “I”, that is for humans! You will say “This slave” instead! Try it again whore!”

“May this slave lick your cunt mistress?” Supergirl answered correctly, her face burning in shame at this added humiliation.

“Follow me to the chair slave” commanded the dark haired doctor. When Supergirl started to rise, the Doctor back handed her, dropping her to the ground again. “On your fucking knees you stupid slut! No one gave you permission to walk like a human you fucking dog! Now crawl or I hollow out your mind like a Halloween pumpkin, I am beginning to think you would be a lot less trouble that way!”

Once again Supergirl felt the burn of humiliation as she crawled to comply. When Ivanna Cutalot sat in the chair she commanded, “Lick me you flying whore, lick the cunt of a superior woman! You have jailed a lot of my friends and cost me a lot of money in the past Super cow, but you will make it all up now or I will take your very mind and soul from you and keep it in a jar on my nightstand as a trophy!”

As Supergirl leaned forward to obey, the evil doctor grabbed her hair and shoved her face deep into her spread legs. “Eat my cunt whore, lick every fold, stick your tongue in my hole, tongue fuck me slut!”

This was giving me a huge throbbing hard on, and her ass was exposed, stuck in the air as Ivanna shoved Supergirl’s face into her crotch. I removed my pants and called batgirl over, “Lick me slut, Supergirl’s ass is going to need some lubrication when I shove this fuck pole up her ass!”

When she heard that Supergirl tried to pull away, to protest, but the doctor clamped her thighs down around her head and pulled her hair even more tightly. “Pay attention to my cunt you stupid whore! If your master wants to fuck your ass it is none of your business! Lick me or you will pay horribly later! Reach down and finger your nasty slave cunt for your mistress” she added, you said you will do anything to avoid having your mind destroyed, humiliate yourself for us, play with your cunt while you are being raped”

After batgirl had applied some saliva to my massive cock I positioned it at Supergirl’s puckered ass opening, and then began to shove it in. Even with her mouth being firmly mashed against Ivanna’s cunt, I could hear Supergirl’s screams as I slowly began to fuck deeply into her bowels. “Don’t worry Supergirl, you will soon be taught to enjoy this!” I laughed, “Or we will take you mind away and you won’t care!”

My shoving from behind drove her mouth even more firmly on Ivanna’s twat, and soon she was screaming in pleasure as I drove my cock in balls deep, they slapped against Supergirl’s fingers as she played with herself.” My God Supergirl, this can’t be the first cunt you have serviced, you are a natural! All you need is a tongue stud to be the best mouth I ever raped!” Her tight ass soon milked the man juice from my ball sack; I pumped what seemed like gallons into her bowels as I reached up and mauled her tits as the Doctor came in her mouth, gushing like a torrent.

“This is your new life Superslut, servicing who ever I tell you to!” I laughed, “Including yourself, now stand and rub your pussy for us! Use your other hand and squeeze those big tits before I slap them again.”

Supergirl rose shakily to her feet, and continued to rub her cunt for us, her face, her whole body a bright red from shame as she was forced to masturbate in front of us all. “Look Batgirl, look at your friend, the one you were so sure that would rescue you, the one you endured all that pain to protect, she sold herself over a few swats on her tits! Look Aquagirl, look at the Maid of Might finger fuck herself on my command! She was supposed to be the toughest of all of you, and look at her!” It was a huge blow to all their spirits as they knew their fate was sealed now, if Supergirl could be reduced so easily, what chance did they have? Batgirl was openly crying, she had up to that very second, somewhere in the back of her mind, held out hope she would be rescued. She had been obeying her training, but she wasn’t completely broken until now. She threw herself on the floor and screamed” We are fucking lost! Look at that stupid blond cow!” Supergirl could only look away in shame. Aquagirl looked on with her mouth hanging open, eyes flooded with tears as hopelessness crushed in on her.

I went further in her debasement, “Now Supergirl, we must decide your fate. Doctor Ivanna here has devised an implant that will control you. It releases Kryptonite into your system as needed to keep you controllable, in fact it is what is weakening you right now to the level of a normal human female! She implanted it while you slept, near you spine in your neck. It has another function as well, if you should decide to escape, a signal can be sent to the device that will explode, driving Kryptonite through out your system. It will certainly shatter your spine leaving you paralyzed from the neck down. We can also restore your strength when we want to.”

“Now what I have in mind is this” I offered. “It is a once in a lifetime offer. Since you have more useful ability than these other two slaves, I may have a use for you that allows us to not destroy your mind if you are interested!”

“Anything!” she panted, still rubbing her cunt as ordered. “Anything, just don’t wipe my brain, please, Master!”

“You better hear the terms Superfuck, they are pretty harsh!” I answered truthfully.

“I don’t care!” she cried, “It can’t be worse than having your conciseness taken!”

“OK then” I snarled. “Here is what I demand from you in exchange for your mind. You will do my bidding on sort of a work release program. You will be allowed out from time to time to carry out certain jobs for me as Superslut. I will require you to help me capture other Vigilante Criminals such as yourself when the court orders it. Do you understand what I am demanding of you?”

The young heroine froze, her jaw hanging open in disbelief of what I was demanding of her. I was giving her a choice between become a brain dead fuck toy or enslaving her fellow Heroines!

Doctor I slapped Supergirl’s ass with a crop, “No one told you to stop finger fucking yourself did they whore!” Supergirl resumes stroking herself, but a bit more slowly as she pondered her fate.

“NO LINDA YOU CAN”T” screamed Batgirl. “Don’t give in, those are your friends and comrades, don’t quit so easily!” Tammy immediately slammed batgirl with the cattle prod, driving her to the ground until she was pleading with her to stop.

“That is funny coming from the cunt that sold you out Superfuck” I chuckled. “Your “Friend” Batcunt there sold you out! You would not be here if not for her! Now she wants you to sacrifice your very being, she didn’t endure anything like that before she gave in! You have tried to serve the public and the other heroines for years as best you could Superfuck, at what point to you start to think of yourself? What is your answer, remember, there is no going back once you agree, this is your last chance to avoid a horrible fate. Remember, you are immortal for all practical purposes, can you imagine being a prisoner in your own head, unable to do anything but dream about the past for an eternity? Make no mistake, refuse my offer, or hesitate to obey after you accept it, and that is what will happen to you! Accept my offer and you will be afforded certain privileges the other inmates will never get, refuse and you will suffer horribly, and you will never escape that punishment!”

Supergirl’s mind raced trying to decide what to do? What to do? She knew a stronger person would tell me to go fuck myself and take the consequences, but she wasn’t that tough. It was clear her life as a crime fighting hero was over, never to be redeemed as it looked now. The only thing left to decide was how she would spend the rest of her life, locked in a deep dark mental prison, or at the command of a wicked outlaw who demanded she enslave her friends, but what about her friends? They KNEW the possibility of something like this happening when they took on this mantle of crime fighter. Heck, half of them had been raped at one point or another, some by whole gangs! It wasn’t like it was unexpected in their line of work! They were doomed anyway she rationalized. This villain was good enough to easily take her, the others stood no chance, and they were doomed anyway, maybe she SHOULD take this mad man’s offer, what choice did she have really? Besides, if she kept control of her body she might figure a way out of this!

“M…m…master, may this slave accept your offer?” she sobbed, phrasing the answer correctly! The slut was MINE! She fell for my bluff the weak minded cunt! Doctor Cutalot had made progress on mind altering drugs, but neither of us believed we could easily destroy Superfuck’s mind like we described! We had advanced with our subliminal stuff, but not that far! I had expected some of the brain washing we were experimenting with to perhaps just give us an edge, push Supergirl a little towards surrender, but this was unbelievable!

Aquagirl screamed an anguished “NNNNNNNOOOOO!” at Supergirl’s capitulation, Batgirl, still stinging from the fresh application of the cattle prod remained silent, well except for her violent sobbing.

“Then you may cum for me slave!” I commanded loudly as she fingered herself. I played my bluff further. “Did you notice you couldn’t cum before Superfuck? That was part of your subliminal training! You will cum for me now slut!” The power of suggestion drove deep into Supergirl’s mind in its somewhat malleable state, and she came, a long screaming climax. I don’t know if it was because she had quit fighting and given up completely or what, but she came on command! I looked at Doctor I and she just smiled, knowing what a vulnerable mind we had to mold into what we wanted. I whispered to the Doctor and she left the room, smiling cruelly.

When she had settled down I went further in her training. “You will always kneel in front of your master unless order otherwise Superfuck! Knees spread, hands locked behind your head, tits thrust out for inspection, is that clear!”

“Y…y…yes Master” she answered correctly, dropping to her assigned position. I stood in front of her and ordered, now clean my cock with your tongue from where I ass fucked you whore! Finger yourself some more as you do you wanton slut!”

“Tammy, bring me Aquafuck!” I ordered as Superfuck stuck out her tongue and began her task. “Put her on the rack! But first chain Batcunt to the floor by her clit ring!”

When my preparations were completed as ordered, I pulled my fuck pole, slick with her saliva away from her mouth and cock slapped her with it. “This is the center of your universe now slaves, you exist to please it, or any other I tell you to. It determines your fate. Now Superfuck I have your first task to complete. I mark all of my property with my brand, and guppy girl isn’t branded yet! The good doctor has brought you a branding iron; I want you to brand your friend for me, NOW!”

The horror of what I just said sunk in on both Supergirl and Aquagirl at the same instant, Supergirl shook her head in disbelief at my command, Aquafuck screamed “OH MY GOD NO! LINDA PLEASE DON’T!”

“Listen to me Superfuck” I warned in a low menacing voice, “If you don’t you will break our agreement. Aquafuck will be branded anyway, then I will deal with you, and you know what your punishment is to be! So obey me quickly whore, or you both suffer, not just her!”

Supergirl rose, hers legs seemed to wobble s she took the iron from the Doctor who had gone to retrieve it. It glowed an evil red as she stared at it, wishing it wasn’t real, wishing this nightmare could end. She was about to brand her friend, she wished she was a stronger person, that she wasn’t too afraid fro herself to not mutilate another human being to escape pain herself. But she wasn’t, and this wasn’t going to go away, so she plunged the glowing iron into the flesh of her comrade, a woman who had tried to save her from the court. She held the iron to the tiny woman’s belly as she screamed and pleaded, writhing in pain as much as her bonds will allow. Marking her friend like one would a cow, as a piece of property.

“Well done Superfuck! Well done!” I exclaimed cheerfully as she stared at her friend’s new mark. “Now I am hosting a party next weekend and I need you to fly out and get me some party favors for my guest...

A few days later a startled Wonder Woman was staring in amazement at someone she had read was in prison, Supergirl! Well it LOOKED like her friend and comrade, but she wasn’t wearing her trademark blue leotard and red skirt. She still had the red boots and cape, but the rest of her costume was completely different than she had seen any other Super Heroine wear, especially the normally conservative Supergirl! It consisted of what looked like a tiny thong Bikini, the straps were the size of angle hair pasta with a tiny path of cloth over each nipple and a piece the size of your thumb over her clit. Under each tiny patch of cloth you could clearly see a ring; Supergirl had piercing in all her erotic areas! Wonder Woman was even sure how that was possible since it was Supergirl! Each patch of cloth also sported a mockery of her famous “S” logo. The “S had “LUT” in script letters following it, and the “S” was really a dollar sign, so it read $lut! Even more alarming was a tattoo on her left breast that read in red letters, Superslut Inmate 003., but perhaps the most shocking of all was a new brand in the shape of a “T” clearly visible on her belly between her navel and her cunt! The sight made Wonder Woman’s lesbian side drool!

And what was this extremely erotic apparition saying to her? It sounded like “Wonder Woman you are under arrest by the order of Judge Justice, you will come with me…”

I may continue this story in the future if there was any interest….