Supergirl Enslaved (Closed to Jezebel1669)

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Name: Joseph (Joe) Montague
Age: 37
Height: 5 foot, 10 inches
Hair: Short, black
Eyes: Green
Heritage: Italian and German

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Business man Joseph Montague was in search for a right hand man or woman to be his muscle when negotiations weren't enough to get the deal done. He also wanted a young woman to submit to all his sick sexual desires. When other business men in the city began to become victims of a band of thieves, Joe had a brilliant idea to turn the cities heroine into his right hand woman and personal fuck toy.

It began last week, when his personal wealth and resources allowed him to have his own henchmen capture the band of thieves. The thieves were dealt with swiftly and then his henchmen took on the persona of the thieves. Yesterday, Joe had the henchmen stage his own mugging and robbery. Then Joe went on TV to plea for help from Supergirl.

That evening, Joe was having dinner when Supergirl reached out to contact him. He gave her a list of stolen items and told her all he wanted back was a briefcase because everything else had no real value to him. All she would have to do is track down the henchmen posing as the band of thieves. Then defeat them and get his briefcase back. Joe looked forward to the contents of the briefcase bringing the Supergirl to her knees.
 
Name: Kara (Supergirl) Zor-El
Age: 21
Height: 5 foot, 6 inches
Hair: Shoulder-length, blonde
Eyes: Blue
Heritage: Kryptonian
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The fight had been over before it had even began and the thieves had never stood a chance. As Zara flew across the city skyline, heading towards Mr Montague's penthouse apartment, she held the briefcase against her chest.

It was strange that a businessman would bother to go to the trouble of lining a case with lead, especially when all it was supposed to contain were private documents and details of Mr Montague's various banking accounts, but Supergirl didn't want to pry into the concerns of the prominent financier whose charitable dealings and philanthropic nature were well-known across the city. Someone with such a gleaming record couldn't possibly be up to anything underhanded, and the lead was probably just a standard feature these days, especially for luggage bought from a LexCorp subsidiary.

As she glided in to land on the apartment's balcony Kara quickly called out, "Mr Montague? I've brought the last of the items you lost, your briefcase?" The rest of his possessions had been delivered to the authorities along with the criminals, to be used as evidence against them, but a kind word from SUpergirl had been enough to convince the police to release the case into her custody so that the kindly businessman wouldn't be delayed in his next charitable endeavour.
 
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Joe knew his henchmen were suppose to put up a fight before falling to Supergirl. He offered them a financial insensitive to have own lives interrupted with a trial and confinement. An agreement would eventually be made with Supergirl that would require she visit each henchman behind bars for a social visit.

Kryptonite was within the briefcase and Joe knew it would humiliate Supergirl once she learned the contents was part of a ploy to break her and make her a slave to Mr. Montague. "Come right on in, the door is open!" Joe was sitting inside the study balcony with a glass of his favorite wine on the table in front of him. "Are the thieves in the hands of the authorities?" Joe knew the answer but it was always nice to have a reassurance.

Also, on the table was a notepad containing a combination for the lock on the briefcase. He would purposely struggle with entering the code in correctly, hoping that his messing up would allow Supergirl to offer assistance.
 
"There was no problem with them, in fact if anything the battle was a little too easy, as though the men wanted to get caught. One of them even made a joke about seeing me soon for a 'conjugal visit', as if he were expecting something as demeaning like that would ever happen." As she spoke Supergirl made her way across the room, placing the briefcase down carefully on the polished antique desk. It felt weightless to her but she'd learnt to be careful in the human world and knew the lead-lined case would be a lot heavier to almost anybody else.

"Is there anything else you'll be need tonight, Mr Montague?" The selfless young heroine asked as she stood in the middle of the apartment with her cape and short skirt fluttering in the breeze from the open doorway. "If not Power Girl's currently trying to intercept a meteor swarm which will cause havoc with the communication satellite network in a couple of days if it isn't stopped and I'd like to lend her a hand if I could."
 
He had to show restraint as she expressed concern oven comments made by one of his henchmen about her visiting him in prison. Her blonde hair could have that effect on men and he was no different.

When she placed the briefcase down, Joe opened the notepad to read the combination before starting to enter each number one at a time. The red light blinked and turned yellow. He tried again and the light remained yellow. He was purposely entering the last number twice in order to get the code entry wrong.

"Perhaps, I've had to much wine this evening? Care to help me out? If everything is safe and sound, you can be on your way to hook up with Power Girl!" he made sure to say hook up with implication that he meant another form of meeting up.

The sight of Green Kryptonite would likely come as a shock and in another briefcase hidden behind the curtains by the balcony, Joe had Purple Kryptonite to serve a better purpose than the Green Kryptonite.
 
With an innocent, cheery smile Supergirl moved over to the case and took the notepad from Mr. Montague. After checking to make sure she knew the correct combination Supergirl quickly input the sequence as was rewarded with a green glow from the little signal light.

"There you go," she announced happily opening up the case and starting to turn it back around towards her benefactor. Before she could even finish the simple maneuver Supergirl felt her legs begin to buckle under her and turning her gaze down at the case she saw with horror that inside the lead lining the briefcase was almost entirely filled with green kryptonite.

Screaming out in surprise Supergirl summoned all of her strength and tried to push the case away as she turned towards the open doorway, hoping against hope to escape from the now oh-so-obvious trap, but it was already too late. All she achieved was to knock the case to the floor, spilling the green glowing rocks around her as she collapsed into a heap on the floor, her power drained and life quickly following.
 
He knew the request to help would be happily accepted and once she began to enter the numbers, he stood back to admire her legs and follow them up to her skirt.

Then as she opened the case, he stepped to the side to place himself between her and the balcony entry point. Before he could even shout, Gotcha, he watched her body tumble and take with her the Green K onto the floor of his study.

"Did that go well or what?" he spoke to the room, which his head of security was monitoring. "Secure the doors and fuel our transportation vehicle!" he knelt down to grab handful of her blonde hair. "Gotcha, Superslut!" he picked up a small fragment of the Green K and pressed it against her cheek as the head of security and a few other henchmen entered the study from the front entrance.

The two henchmen came baring a collar containing Purple K. They gave it to Joe to put onto her neck before carefully returning the fragments of Green K to the briefcase. The head of security retrieved the other briefcase of Purple K for placement in the transport vehicle. "Help me get her up on the table!" Joe asked the henchmen to help him place her on the round table.

The three of them in total would bend her at the waist until she was pressed down on the table with her ass sticking out. Joe secured her wrists behind her back using regular handcuffs before giving her ass a vicious spank through her skirt and covering. The men then removed her boots, placed rings around her ankles before attaching the rings to a stick that would keep her legs about foot apart at the ankles.

"First reveal shall be?" Joe teased himself with those words as he reached up her skirt to remove the red covering that guarded men from seeing her ass. The three helping hands stood by his side to watch.
 
Kara's mind was still foggy from the green kryptonite poisoning as she felt herself hauled up onto the table, the tight collar around her neck biting into her skin. For a moment she was confused by the sensation, with the green kryptonite gone her senses should be clearing a lot faster than they were, and there was no way the collar should've been chaffing as it was.

It wasn't until she felt the rough slap of the man she'd been trying to help's hand as it slammed down against her buttocks that the superhero finally began to gather her wits, but it was already too late. As she struggled and squirmed against her captors she could feel her wrists and ankles trapped and bound and when Montague's hands reached up under her skirt and pulled her panties away the cool breeze against her most sensitive skin came as a shock.

"What the hell have you done to me!?!" The Kryptonian cried out in confusion as the businessmen held her down on the table with nothing more than a hand placed against her back. "Let go of me!" It was pointless, no matter how much she struggled Kara found her strength simply gone, and with her arms and legs bound there was nothing she could do to stop her perverted captor as he slipped his hand up between her legs and began to fondle her cunt.
 
The security man and two henchmen know what is expected of them. They are expected remain quiet and observe the defeat of Supergirl as she is transformed into Superslut by Mr. Montague.

Her cunt feels smooth and soft as Mr. Montague begins to fondle it. He loves how she won't be able to close her legs. "What do you think, I've done?" he laughs as he taunts and fondles Kara. "I've been in the market for a right hand man or woman and also a companion for my sexual needs!" he spoke about ads he has placed looking for a sidekick as well as a sexual companion. The ads were all over the web and his privately owned publication the Montague Chronicle.

"What they say about Krypto appears to be true!" he laughes as he pushes a finger into her cunt. "So many things to do with a Superslut like you!" he spoke firmly and withdrew the finger to unbuckle his pants. "Give me the Purple ring!" he asked the security guard to hand him a ring that had diamond made of Purple Kryptonite. He would place it on his left hand and use the same hand to guide his manhood into her cunt. His right hand would be used to grope her butt as the two henchmen held her shoulders down on the table.

The security guard would begin filming and edit video content later on using advanced computer programs to make it look like Supergirl was a willing superslut.
 
As she felt her cunt being violated by the businessman fingers Kara shuddered with shame as she felt her body responding to his unwanted touch. Her juices were already beginning to flow and as he mentioned the super-powered hound the Kryptonian turned her face away to try and hide her embarrassed blushes.

The Justice League had done everything they could to have the leaked 'security tapes' of her trip to the Watchtower kennels erased from the internet, but by the time they'd found out about the illegal pornography the rumours of Supergirl's bestial fetish had already spread too far, and no-one would believe the doctored tapes had really been a fabrication by Brainiac to try and disparage the young woman's public image.

"Please... please, stop..." Kara begged, unable to do anything else other than squirm under the powerful man's grip as she felt the tip of his penis rubbing against her moist cunt. It was only a matter of time now though and she was already bracing herself for the sensation of being penetrated by a man who only a few short minutes earlier she'd believed to be one of the shining lights of the city.
 
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He had heard rumors that Supergirl could be a real slut in bed. But rumors were often false. He had also heard that Kryptonite could even kill the likes of Supergirl and while he didn't desire to kill her, he did intend to make her wish she was dead.

"Ready to surrender, if I stop?" he pushed ahead as watched the head of his cock become consumed by her cunt. Felt just like any other cunt, but he knew she was not a normal cunt. "My first super whore pussy!" he taunted as he slowly worked in and out to establish a pace to his liking.

The head of security walked around to get some footage of her face. He went as far as to manipulate her face to make her look into the lense. Her cape had been removed along with her boots earlier.
 
Supergirl wanted to fight back, she wanted tro tell Montague that she'd never surrender to him, but as his cock pushed deep inside her, stretching her tight young cunt around his thick shaft all she could do was toss her head back and moan with a deep sense of shame and humiliation.

Here she was, arguably one of the most powerful women on the planet, but all it took was a cheap collar and a thick cock to have her moaning like a whore. When the security officer grabbed hold of her head, turning it to face the camera, Kara didn't even try to stop him.

Instead she simply lay back as Montague's thrusting cock pushed deeper into her body with each thrust, biting her lip hard as she desperately tried not to make the moaning noises she knew he wanted to capture on tape to prove to the world just how much of a sinful slut she really was.
 
"I think she likes it boss!" the security man spoke to Joe as the henchmen let go of her shoulders. What Joe was doing was enough to keep her down in defeat.

"Is that right, Superslut?" Joe shouted as he grabbed some of her hair to force her head up. That allowed the security man to film her face and any words she would say.

"This is just the start of your enslavement!" Joe began to increase the power of his thrusts. He could hear his groin slapping against her ass as he raped her hard and rough.

"Looking good and sounding even better!" the security guard placed a microphone to record the slapping of flesh.

When Joe let go of her hair, the security man pulled on her hair while Joe gripped her by her hips to finish off the first rape by cumming inside the Superslut for the first time.
 
As her head was yanked up hard by her hair Supergirl let out a long, soft moan which seemed to drift between despair and pleasure. Trapped and helpless beneath the cruel captor Kara could do nothing to stop him using her body, and her body was loving the sensation of his thick cock pummelling into her.

"I think she likes it boss!"
"Is that right, Superslut?"
"Nooo...." Supergirl moaned pitifully, trying to deny the pleasure her body was feeling even as her hips began to push back against the unwelcome invader thrusting deeply into her. "Please... stop..." she gasped, her breath ragged as she sobbed and squirmed, desperate to escape even as she felt her orgasm building inside her.

"This is just the start of your enslavement!"
Closing her eyes Supergirl turned her face away from the camera, trying to hide behind her hair as she gasped and panted like a bitch in heat with each new thrust of Joe's cock.

As tears began to roll down her cheeks she knew this was a battle she wouldn't win, and she could already feel Joe's shaft throbbing as it prepared to fill her helpless cunt with his seed. Desperately Kara tried to remember whether she'd remembered to take her birth control that morning, something which seemed pointless and irrelevant at the time, but now becoming vitally important at this critical time of the month.

"Please... not inside me... don't cum inside me..." She gasped, her voice just as weak and powerless as the rest of her body.
 
The words she expressed sounded just fine to the men. A little editing and nobody would believe she didn't want the sex or the cum. After all, she had nabbed the band of thieves who had stolen from one of the most respected and wealthy men in the world.

"Perhaps, Superslut wanted this as a form of payment for returning your briefcase?" the security guard thought with his mind as he adjusted the lense to record the hands of his boss caressing the well defined thighs and legs of Supergirl.

"Here it is, Superbabe!" Joe had to use Superbabe once for the video process. "Oh, Yeah! Superslut and her Supercunt just got owned!" he knew that wouldn't make the final edit and neither would his next action as he pushed in deep after cumming before pulling on her hair.

"Surrender, Supergirl?" he would wait for his cock to stop leaking cum before pulling out and allowing the two henchmen to turn her over onto her back and bound wrists. But not before one of them inserted a small butt plug.

Playback of the video clip would allow them to notice the moment that Supergirl came during her rape. That would be a valuable piece of video.
 
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Resisting the pleasure as long as she could Supergirl gritted her teeth, defiantly denying Montague what he wanted most from her, her surrender to him. Kara really thought she was going to be able to hold out against him as shes felt his cock spurting load after load of cum deep inside her throbbing cunt, but as the businessman slipped his hand up her body, sliding them under her top and pinching her nipples hard she threw back her head and screamed loudly.

Her Kryptonian body was so used to being invulnerable even the slightest pain felt magnified and as Joe's fingers twisted and pulled at her sensitive buds there was nothing Supergirl could do other than pant and moan like a whore as her body pulsated under him, driving herself against his cock as he bent over her laughing.
 
"Off to good start!" he was satisfied that her body was surrendering. He could work on her mind and spirit going forward. Once the henchman got the butt plug into her and both turned her over on the table, Joe laughed some more as her legs were still forced open.

"Get a nice close up of her cunt!" Joe requested the security man to focus on the sight of cum leaking from her cunt. Joe then swiped some of the cum with a finger before drawing a line from her belly button up to her top before skipping over it and placing his finger in her neck.

"Cut this open!" Joe walked around and stood behind her head before holding her down by her shoulders so the two henchmen could cut open her top at her cleavage while the action was being documented on video.

"She likes to be dominated right out of her clothes, Citizens! Joe knew everything recorded could be edited to suite his needs. Threatening to expose Supergirl as a submissive girl would really go a long way in securing his reputation and destoying her reputation.

"The more she resists, the hotter she gets!" he ended his words by leaning over and kissing her roughly as the henchmen grabbed her breasts. The security guard stepped on the bar keeping her legs spread just to provide additional pain to her body as she was now on her back.
 
As her breasts swung out of her shredded top, exposed on film for all the world to see, there was nothing Supergirl could do to stop the brutes' hands from grabbing hold of them and squeezing them roughly. Her nipples were hard and rigid against the men's fingers as they twisted and tugged at them, causing Kara to yelp in pain, her mouth opening just in time for Joe's tongue to slip inside as he pressed his lips to hers.

Supergirl knew how bad that must've looked on film, her mouth opening eagerly to accept the pervert's kiss, but right now there wasn't anything she could do about that. Once her heat vision was back however.

The thought was immediately cut off as one of the security men behind her pressed a buttplug against the young heroine's tight anus. At first the muscles stayed firm, the tight opening sealed shut against the probing toy, but as the men pressed it against her twisting it back and forth, Supergirl felt the muscular ring slowly begin to widen before the toy rammed into her all at once, plunging several inches into her asshole.

Kara moaned and bucked her hips, trying to pull away from the invading toy, the mauling hands grabbing at her soft, tender breasts and the sick pervert's tongue as it explored her mouth, but all she got in return were the laughs and ridicule of her captors.

"Look, she's enjoying it so much she's trying to fuck the buttplug herself!" The man with the camera called out and in horror Supergirl realised just how her actions must seem to anyone watching. Immediately she let herself go limp, offering no resistance, and no misconceptions, as the men made use of her body however they wished.
 
Mr. Montague continues feeding his tongue to the Superslut as the henchmen switch from using hands to using mouths to lap at her nipples. The one on her right nipple decides to bite it as well while the security guard sets the camera down to begin giving her cunt a finger. He uses his other hand to work the butt plug in and out before manipulating her clit with his finger.

"Beautiful sight! Joe stopped kissing her to retrieve the camera to watch what having her nipples licked and clit fingered will do to her while she is wearing the Purple K collar. "Admit it, you feel good right now! Like you have done a good job and are being rewarded for capturing the bandits!" Joe taunted her and knew her body was just like any woman's body at this moment.

"The double fucking machine should be all ready by now, Sir!" the security guard spoke with excitement. They had plans to use a machine that would fuck her cunt and ass at the same time. The men at her breasts began to suck on them like they were scoops of vanilla ice cream.
 
With her eyes wide open Supergirl felt the men's mouth slobbering and biting over her breasts, her nipples mauled between their teeth, but she did nothing to stop them, nothing to fight them off, knowing that any resistance she put up would seem like signs of enjoyment to the ever-watching camera.

She felt her hips jerk traitorously as the grunt's finger thrust into her, grinding themselves against the invader as though it were a lover's welcome cock. Quickly pulling herself back, she stopped herself from responding in such a whorish manner even as the man's finger brushed over her juice-smeared clit, but as she moved her hips it only helped the hired help as he pushed the buttplug deeper into her virgin anus.

"Looks like she prefers backdoor action, ehh boss?" The security guard said turning to Joe as the businessmen stepped back and too hold of the camera. Tugging at the anal toy the guard pulled it out of Supergirl's ass a couple of inches before ramming it back in even deeper than before, laughing as the Kryptonian's crotch was forced forwards against his finger by the buttplug's invasion. "I spoke too soon, now she's fucking herself on my finger! Perhaps she'd like another?"

As Joe pulled himself away Kara tried to turn her face away from the camera, hiding behind her long blonde hair as her mouth hung open and her breath came in ragged gasps. Her body wasn't used to the exertions the men were putting it through with her regenerative Kryptonian powers fueling every cell with miraculous power and already she could feel her heart pounding with the need to keep herself going. At least, she hoped that was why it was pounding.

With her hips caught between the man's finger and the buttplug filling it from the other side and her breasts trapped in the rough grip of the pervert's henchmen's lips there was nothing Supergirl could do which wouldn't be seen as participating in her rape. Nothing which wouldn't make her seem like a whore for these men and a slut to the pleasures which were building in her from their unrelenting abuse of her inexperienced and unsullied body.

"...please... please stop this... I don't want it... I can't..." She gasped, her voice ragged and sobbing as the tears rolled down her cheeks just as freely as the juices from her cunt rolled down her thighs.
 
"Your cunt tells me different, Superslut! Joe zoomed into to pick up the juices dripping and rolling down her thighs. Some of the juices even begin to drop from her flesh onto the rug below the table.

"Quiet, silence!" Joe has to also tell the men to quiet down in order to capture her breathing and ragged voice with the camera. "Give up now before it's to late, Superslut!" Joe's warning was regarding the double ended machine that would force her body to betray her more than it already was because it was a powerful device that would fill her cunt and ass up tightly with vibrating dildos.

"We even have the kryptonite that will make you swing to the other side, Supergirl!" he spoke indirectly to her as he signaled to the security man to take over operating the camera. Joe was ready to fuck her again while she lay on her back. He would leave the butt plug in though.
 
Kara looked up in horror as her captor mentioned another type of Kryptonite, her imagination running wild at the idea of 'swinging to the other side' and the implications of what that meant. Could the businessman have gotten hold of Black Kryptonite, the substance which could release an evil version of herself?

Before she had a chance to worry about it she felt the guards' rough hands pinning her down on the table, spreading her legs to reveal her now dripping sex to Montague. As her thighs were spread apart she could feel her anus tightening around the buttplug, driving it deeper into her asshole as her muscles closed around it.

There seemed no hope in sight. With Kal off battling Adam in Khandaq and her older twin off in deep space there was no-one left in Metropolis who could save her. "Just get this over with," Supergirl muttered, turning her face away from the camera again, not wanting it to capture the moment of her true defeat.
 
The four men laughed and laughed when the Superslut told Joe, "Just get this over with!". "This was just step 1 of..." Joe began to mock her as the men released her and lifted her up. Soon she would be thrown over his shoulder still with her wrists and ankles bound as Joe took her with him.

"Don't need this anymore!" he remarked about the butt plug as he pushed it into her before pulling it out of her. Then as he stopped at the doorway with her, one of the henchmen stuffed a cloth into her mouth to keep her quiet. "Guess you are mine for the night!" Joe chuckled as he pinched her ass one time while holding her over his shoulder.

He would take her down an elevator to the waiting car and force her to sit on his lap for the short drive. And of course he kept his pants open so that he could fuck her as she sat on his lap. He made sure to give her breasts brutal attention with his hands as well.
 
All Supergirl could do as she was hauled up onto Joe's shoulder was squirm against her bonds. With her wrists still tied behind her back and her legs held securely by the villain's strong grip Kara tried to shifted her weight, making it as uncomfortable as possible for Montague, hoping he'd lose his grip and drop her. Perhaps if she got really lucky her hands would get freed in the fall, or even better the cursed collar would come lose, returning her powers to her.

As Joe stepped out of the penthouse, heading for the elevator, he shifted his grip on the captive Kryptonian's buttock, his fingertips pressing against her pussy and anus, making Supergirl's squirming all part of the show.

"That's right, you little whore, fuck those fingers good and hard," the security guard laughed, focusing the camera on Kara's dripping cunt as her juices smeared onto Joe's hand. Immediately Supergirl stopped her fighting, desperate to try and maintain her dignity even as Joe slipped thre fingers inside her, two in her pussy and one up into her butt.
 
The toying of her with his fingers made it that much easier to make her ride his cock in the backseat. There was no room for anyone else except the driver. He didn't need to document this assault, this was just for him and Superslut.

"How you like being reduced to a hole, Supergirl?" he was enjoying how he was bringing her down on his shaft while squeezing her breasts during the car ride. "What if I start rubbing your clit right this second?" he took a hand off her breasts before pulling the cloth from her mouth.

He then dropped the cloth on the seat next to them and slid his hand down her stomach and down even further as he moved his hips in tune with her own hips.

"Give it up, Supergirl!" the driver offered advice before holding up a photo of the device that awaited her. It was the double dildo device attached to a bed. "Fuck, we do need fresh meat to see if it works like we have been told!" he dropped the picture on the floor of the backseat. "Rub, a dub, dub!" Joe was fucking and rubbing her clit at the same time. No girl he knew could resist such arousal, not even a Supergirl.
 
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