Gang Rape Supergirl

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That night, Supergirl patrolled the skies above Metropolis as usual, continuing her fight against crime. Suddenly, she heard someone screaming for help. Following the sound, she landed in a dimly lit alleyway and saw a middle-aged man in a smart suit being held hostage by three men wearing ski masks.

"Help!" he yelled as soon as he saw Supergirl.

"Shut up!" one of the men raised his weapon, threatening to hit him.

"Stop!" Supergirl shouted at the thugs, while her companion pointed a gun at her, and she was only a step away from them.

"Stop it!" Supergirl thought to herself; most people knew bullets were ineffective against her.

"Let go! Before you do anything you'll regret, let go!" "Let go of this man!" she said firmly. "You'd better think twice before you make any moves, or you'll regret it, and soon enough." When she saw one of them aim at her and shoot her twice, she couldn't help but sigh. Why did they always do these futile things? But to her surprise, the gun fired two darts, which struck her arm when she wasn't paying attention.

"Ouch!" she cried out in pain. The darts had indeed hurt her. She saw two darts stuck in her hand, not very deep. As she tried to pull them out, a wave of dizziness washed over her.

"Kryptonite!" Supergirl thought in fear. She struggled back against the wall. The three men gradually approached and released the businessman, while the victim smiled smugly.

"It worked! It's amazing!" he shouted happily.

"Get out of here!" Supergirl yelled with her last bit of strength.

"What are you going to do to us if we ignore you, you idiot!" one of them said smugly.

"Yes, I'm an idiot!" Supergirl thought to herself, already lying on the ground. The three men cautiously surrounded her. One of them twisted her arms behind her back and then took out a pair of metal handcuffs made of kryptonite and cuffed them to her wrists. These handcuffs made Supergirl feel even weaker, and she could barely stay conscious. Although she was powerless to resist, the men still took out long iron chains and tightly bound Supergirl.

"Ah..." As Supergirl felt her strength gradually disappearing, she couldn't help but groan.

"Get her in the truck! Quick!" someone approached them and ordered. When the men lifted Supergirl up, she saw a truck parked at the end of the alley, its cargo door wide open, but she couldn't tell who was inside.

As they lifted her into the car, they said, "This is truly an unimaginable moment, isn't it?" "Perfect! Absolutely perfect!" Supergirl heard a familiar voice before she passed out, but she didn't recognize it before fainting.

When Supergirl woke up, she found herself in a laboratory, lying on the floor with her hands cuffed behind her back. To her shock, her clothes were gone; she was almost completely naked except for the chains wrapped around her body. They must have stripped her naked before binding her.

They were bound so tightly that her firm breasts appeared even more prominent. Then the door opened, and she saw three men walk in. They were no longer wearing masks, and their eyes were fixed on Supergirl's naked body. Her posture was so alluring that it made her blush even more. Behind the men appeared a figure, just as she expected—Catwoman.

"What are our lovely crime fighter doing now?" Catwoman mocked her.

"Let me go!" Supergirl yelled angrily, knowing it was pointless, especially now that she was naked and bound before her enemies. She felt so vulnerable in their hands, and had no confidence in fighting back.

"Leaving? Why? We just got here. Don't you like it here?" Catwoman asked mockingly.

"No!" Supergirl retorted.

"Oh! Sorry, come on, kids, make our guest comfortable," Catwoman said. At her command, three men grabbed Supergirl and forced her to sit on the floor, their hands roaming over her naked body. Each of them was six feet tall and very strong. As their hands roamed over her, Supergirl tried to protect herself, but she was bound too tightly to do so.

"No! Let me go!" Kryptonite had completely weakened her superpowers, but what shamed her even more now was the caresses of these lewd men. Her body was reacting; she could clearly feel her nipples hardening and becoming erect. When someone's hand rubbed her vulva between her legs, her hips swayed.

"Now for something better," Catwoman said, sitting down. "By the way, don't you want to know what cruel things we're about to do to you?" "No!" Supergirl struggled fiercely.

"Alright! Doctor, this young girl needs more lessons. No wonder you lost your job at the university so quickly." Catwoman said, slowly turning her head to the well-dressed man standing to the side.

Supergirl observed the man; he was about forty years old, but his hair and beard were almost entirely white, and he looked at her with a nearly expressionless face.

"Yes, you're right. They don't understand the true meaning of science at all," he replied.

"Make it quick!" Catwoman said, turning to Supergirl. "Dr. Evil, you call him the mad scientist, is a really interesting inventor, besides that. He invented kryptonite technology. Yes, look at these chains and handcuffs, they're made of kryptonite. Are you listening, darling?" Catwoman teased Supergirl as she saw her flinch from her caresses.

"Why are you doing this?" Supergirl asked breathlessly.

"Well! First, think about the benefits," Catwoman chuckled. "Think about how many robbers would be happy if you and Supergirl didn't bother them. Maybe they'd pay a fortune to take you down, and I could make a killing. Or maybe one day you'd even help us rob a bank!" "No!! No!! Don't even think about it!" Supergirl yelled in frustration.

"Don't worry, sweetheart," Catwoman continued. "This is just the beginning. We're more interested in how to transform you, which is why I invited you here. First, let me show you my expertise." With that, Catwoman knelt before Supergirl, her fingers lightly gliding over Supergirl's body, which terrified Supergirl. Catwoman began to play with Supergirl's vulva.

"Ah!!" Under Catwoman's skillful caresses, Supergirl couldn't suppress the moan that escaped her lips.

"How about that? I expected this," she said, inserting her fingers into Supergirl's already soaked vulva.

She giggled as she worked, saying, "Wouldn't it be better if the Doctor actually did it later?" The Evil Doctor simply smiled and asked Catwoman tentatively, "As you said, what is 'actual action'?"

"Let me be frank, I like helping people, especially those who fight crime. Besides, you're helping me achieve my goals, so didn't we reach an agreement?" "Yes, of course!" Dr. Evil replied with a laugh. At the same time, Supergirl climaxed. Although she was shocked by her terrible future, she couldn't control her body. As she was about to ejaculate, her buttocks throbbed eagerly to meet Catwoman's hands.

"No! No! No!!" she murmured.

"No? I think that's not what she really meant. Come on, kids, show her." Catwoman said as she stood up.

The three of them began to undress. Supergirl felt herself growing weaker with each climax. She could only turn her head and close her eyes.

"Don't do this, look at them!" Catwoman forced Supergirl's head towards them, saying, "Look, I picked these especially for you, look at their big, beautiful cocks." When she saw each cock, over nine inches long, waving in front of her, her pupils contracted in fear.

Suddenly, one of them grabbed her legs and spread them wide apart. Supergirl could only scream helplessly,

"No!"

His cock immediately pierced her vulva, which was covered in golden pubic hair and glistening with vaginal fluid.

"Swallow it, Super Slut," he yelled as he began to penetrate her.

"No!!! Ah!" Supergirl felt her vulva being stretched wide open by the cock, and she screamed in pain. She felt the cock slowly penetrating her inch by inch, as if it would never reach the bottom. Finally, his cock was fully inserted. Supergirl stopped struggling; she could only pant and show her helplessness. Catwoman signaled the man to start fucking her. He started by slowly swaying his hips, gradually increasing the speed.

"Ah! Ah!" Supergirl's body swayed more lasciviously with each thrust, her snow-white breasts bouncing back and forth. He kneaded her breasts hard with each thrust, making Supergirl moan even louder. Supergirl

was now facing her second orgasm, this time even more intense. She could no longer control her mind and body; her moans were even more ecstatic. Her head shook violently, her hips lasciviously responding to the thrusts of his penis. Before the man ejaculated, she had already orgasmed twice, each time more intense than the last. Just before the third orgasm, the man finally ejaculated, shooting his hot semen into her body.

While Supergirl was still panting, she saw the second man approaching her with his penis. She could only weakly plead, "Stop, please, have mercy on me." Ignoring her pleas, he flipped her over, so that her face was down, her knees and lower abdomen pressed against her breasts. As he thrust deeply into her from behind, Supergirl could only scream, "No!!" He gripped her white buttocks tightly and frantically fucked Supergirl beneath him. The first two orgasms did not prevent her from climaxing again. Before he ejaculated, she orgasmed twice more. Then the third man took over, finally ending this long gang rape. She was exhausted and panting. She could only lie on the ground with her legs wide open, her body covered in sweat, her vulva constantly leaking a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid, wetting her genitals and the floor.

"How was it?" Catwoman sat down beside her with satisfaction. "Did you like my stallion? Did you enjoy it, sweetheart? Want another round?" "No! Please!" Supergirl pleaded, but her pleas were useless.

"Tell me, did you get any pleasure?"

Supergirl didn't answer. Catwoman turned to her subordinates and said, "Kids, it seems our lovely guest didn't get enough pleasure. Perhaps you should serve her properly again." "No!" Supergirl responded immediately. She couldn't bear the gang rape any longer. She hurriedly answered,

"Yes, I enjoyed it very much." As she answered, her face flushed red with such a lewd reply.

"Very good." Catwoman was very satisfied with her answer. She gestured for her subordinates to hold Supergirl's arms so she could kneel on the seat.

"Now, shouldn't you thank your master?"

"Thank you!" Supergirl responded weakly without any hesitation.

"Hmm! I think that's not enough." Catwoman said, while slapping Supergirl's breasts hard.

"W-what?" Supergirl asked, feeling dizzy. When she saw Doctor Evil approach her and pull out his penis from his pants, she immediately knew what Catwoman meant. She instinctively turned her head away; she had never performed oral sex before because she found the thought of having a penis in her mouth disgusting.

"Come on, sweetheart," Catwoman said, pinching Supergirl's nipples. "Show respect to your master, or my boys will give you another round of treatment." Supergirl's eyes immediately showed fear, but she didn't want Catwoman to think she had won, so she closed her eyes and opened her mouth.

"No! Watch it properly, you bitch!" Catwoman yelled, pinching Supergirl's nipples harder again. Helpless, Supergirl could only watch the ugly penis throb in front of her.

"Good girl! Very good," she praised Supergirl when she obeyed her command.

"Now, lick it... um, good, now kiss the glans... I said kiss it! Right, good, now take the whole glans into your lovely mouth, yes! That's it, that's it, with your tongue." As Catwoman continued to instruct Supergirl, Supergirl was already sucking on the evil doctor's penis back and forth until she felt it gradually swell in her mouth. She knew the evil doctor was about to ejaculate into her mouth, and she suddenly realized that she was actually cooperating with Catwoman's instructions so much. She didn't want to swallow anyone's semen.

But Catwoman saw Supergirl's intentions and immediately warned her, "Swallow it all, don't let a single drop spill, or you'll regret it." Almost simultaneously, the evil doctor ejaculated into Supergirl's mouth.

"If your master were to use semen to beautify your face, you would know that you have no right to decide whether to spit it out. Right now, you're just a whore." Catwoman warned Supergirl as she saw her trying hard to swallow the evil doctor's semen.

"Hmm! Not bad for a beginner." She patted Supergirl's head lightly and said, "Now let's get you cleaned up, you look terrible." Supergirl lowered her head in shame. She knew she looked terrible, but she was still glad she finally had a chance to take a shower, because sweat made her beautiful blonde hair stick damply to her forehead. She hoped that after the shower, she would regain some strength.

[The End]

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