Supergirl who violently fell

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1: The Captive

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

"Help!" he cried out immediately upon seeing Supergirl.

"Shut up!" one of the men raised his weapon, as if to strike 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 know bullets are 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 chains and tightly bound Supergirl.

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

"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, and she was almost completely naked except for the chains wrapped around her. They must have stripped her naked before binding her.

They bound her 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 person, 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 well-built. 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 they didn't have to deal with you and Supergirl. 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 cried out 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 professional skills." 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 moans 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 did so, saying, "Wouldn't it be even better if the Doctor did the actual work later?"

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