Mari & Salina
by joniar

They were lounging around the mansion trying to find something to watch on TV when they stumbled upon a CNN newscast reporting on an award ceremony for Supergirl. The President was going to give her an award in recognition of all the good she has done. The ceremony would take place in one week. They showed her picture on the screen. She looked stunning as always. Her long cascading blond hair, angelically beautiful face, and piercing blue eyes made hers a face to die for. Her broad shoulders, large firm breasts, tiny waist, perfect hips, and shapely legs made hers a body to kill for. All this packaged in that skin tight Super costume, the world famous, respected, desired, and feared "S" logo stretched to its indestructible limits. Perfection. She symbolized all that was good and pure about America. She made Mari Sick.

 

Mari and Salina watched the broadcast in disgust. They had, thus far, avoided tangling with Supergirl, but realistically, it was only a matter of time. They had always wanted to plan ahead properly. To have the confrontation on their terms at the time and place of their choosing. To ensure their victory and Supergirl's crushing defeat. It was now becoming apparent that this time would be very soon. Mari had given this a lot of thought. She was actually obsessed with Supergirl. It was her own private hell. No one, absolutely no one knew. It bothered her that as successful as she would become, she would never match up to Supergirl. She completely and totally despised her. Defeating her would never be enough.

 

Mari and Salina were partners. Partners in crime that is. They had developed the ultimate crime syndicate consisting entirely of beautiful , highly skilled, and well trained woman. twenty in all. They were all fiercely loyal to Mari and Salina, exceptionally good at what they did, and all kept a low profile. To date, five years into the operation, not one operative had ever been caught in the hundreds of different and varied operations they carried out. This was due to the careful recruitment process, intense training, Mari's brilliance at long range strategic thinking, and Salina's magical powers and mind controlling abilities. Mari and Salina had a perfect partnership. They needed each other. They had the perfect operation going, and the only one who posed them any danger was Supergirl, and even her danger was somewhere off in the future. Unless they confronted the inevitable now and take the battle to her.

 

They would not make the foolish mistake everyone else made in underestimating her and her Super powers. No. Supergirl was a formidable adversary and she would be treated as such. They would, therefore, have to do it right. They already had all the weapons they would need. Mari had quietly stockpiled kryptonite over the years and Salina's magic came in quite handy in fashioning it into interesting and unusual tools which would ultimately demolish the Woman of Steel. An elaborate plan was what they needed. An elaborate plan was what they had.

 

That evening, twenty stunning women met with Mari and Salina in the mansion conference room. They were an incredible assortment, hand picked by Mari and Salina. Ten blondes, Five brunettes, three black haired, and two redheads, all of them intelligent, athletic, tall, and perfectly proportioned. All of them highly trained by Mari, and under the strong control of Salina's subtle mind controlling powers.

 

"Ladies," Mari began. "We've all succeeded beyond our wildest dreams. Within five years, we have pulled off some amazing operations, all of us becoming fabulously rich in the process. But there is still much to do. There is still one person who may be able to harm us in the future, so we must harm her in the present. Supergirl!" Mari pushed a button and Supergirl's image appeared on the large screen in the room. Salina was sending out subtle mental messages to all of them designed to instill an inborn hatred towards the woman behind the "S" as Mari continued. "Supergirl. Also known as the Maid of Might, the Princess of Power, the Woman of Steel. One tough woman and she knows it. She knows it. But we will destroy her. Slowly, methodically, permanently. We will weaken her spirit before crushing her body. As always, we will be working under the 'zero risk' philosophy which has served us so well in the past. Any one of our preliminary attacks against Supergirl could alone result in her destruction, but we will see the plan through to its final stage. Do not be tempted to finish her off sooner even if you are positive that it will work. This is where people have failed before."

Mari spent the next hour going over her plan and then excused all but two of the women, Angela and Pauline.

Angela was a reporter for the local NBC affiliate. As such, she was often instrumental in gaining access to many otherwise restricted areas. She was also a master thief, pick pocketing being her specialty. Her lightning fast hands and reflexes also enabled her to become an exceptionally talented martial artist.

 

Pauline was a master at role playing. Her specialty was passing herself off as a helpless and adorable teenager.

 

Both these women were integral parts of the initial stages of the plan.

 

The public was out in force for the award ceremony. Angela and her cameraman were among the throngs of reporters covering the event. Salina was in the audience. Mari was at the mansion watching on CNN.

 

The crowd went nuts as Supergirl made her dramatic flying entrance. After completing a few perfunctory acrobatic aerial maneuvers, she landed and made her way towards the press to answer a few questions. The reporters swarmed around her and Angela was at the front of the pack. She waited for the right moment when Supergirl was surrounded by the reporters and went to work. In the blink of an eye she slipped a round object, the size and width of a quarter, down Supergirl's cleavage. No one saw what happened.

Supergirl felt something fall down her cleavage. She wanted to do something about it, but could not because everyone was watching her. She wiggled her shoulders back and forth slightly causing the coin-like object to fall further down. She tried to ignore it but could not. It bothered her.

The president arrived. The press went running towards him leaving Supergirl standing momentarily by herself. This was a good time to see what feel down her cleavage.

Angela, who had stayed close by, saw what Supergirl was about to do and sprung into action. "SUPERGIRL!" she practically yelled. Supergirl stopped. "Supergirl, could you answer one last question."

 

The ceremony was going off without a hitch. The President presented her with the award, and she stepped up to the microphone to make a little speech.

 

Salina waved her index finger in Supergirl's direction and smiled.

 

Supergirl began her speech. "Thank you very much Mr. President." She was about one minute into her speech when she began to feel something strange. The object that had somehow made its way under her costume was moving. It was getting bigger. She did not know it, but she was being subjected to the first of Mari and Salina's magical kryptonite toys. This gizmo was designed to extend tentacles in specific directions when activated, and was lightly coated with kryptonic dust. The dust would weaken her slightly. Just enough so she cannot resist.

 

She felt pressure against her midsection as the object expanded. She felt a little strange. She tried to concentrate on her speech. She felt a strand-like tentacle moving slowly from beneath her belt towards her nether region. She tried to concentrate on her speech. "If we all work together, we can make our streets....s..s..safer" She stopped in mid sentence as the tentacle attached itself to her clitoris and began to vibrate. She closed her eyes and desperately tried to continue. "for...for our..." The tentacle branched out and inserted itself deep inside her pussy. It began to get wider. At the same time,another six strand-like tentacles were making their way to their pre programmed locations. Two made their way to her nipples, wrapped themselves around them and began to vibrate. Another two wrapped themselves around her breasts and began to squeeze Another one wrapped itself around her slender waist, and the last one slithered up from between her breasts and wrapped itself around her neck.

 

Those standing close enough were able to see the strand-like impressions being made from under her skin tight costume, and see her breasts vibrate and shake back and forth. What was going on between her legs remained her secret and hers alone.

 

Supergirl had stopped in mid sentence and had not continued. She lifted her right hand up to her forehead and slumped forward onto the podium. She was being held up by her elbows. Her eyes were half shut and her lips were pursed in an obscene "O" as her body was being overcome by intense sexual impulses. The tentacle between her legs was pounding her like crazy. Her juices were flowing down her inner thighs causing them to be very slippery and enabling her to slide them together back and forth against each other..

 

The president looked on in concern. He had no idea what was going on. The crowd was eerily silent at the sight of the mighty Supergirl leaning on the podium and looking weak.

 

The president walked up to Supergirl and asked if she needed help. She didn't answer. She was in the middle of a serious orgasm. He took another few steps towards her and was blocked by an invisible barrier. The secret service immediately moved him back and for a moment they were unsure of what to do. This lasted for a brief moment. Supergirl began to contort as the tentacles around her neck and waist began to expand rapidly. They expanded and stretched the indestructible fabric of Supergirl's costume to its limit. The secret service whisked the President away. The crowd began to shriek in hysteria. The tentacles had expanded to the point that they were now all visible to everyone. The tentacles were choking her! One was squeezing her neck while the other squeezed her waist. The other four were working feverishly on her clit, tits and pussy. She fell to the ground writhing, squirming, contorting, desperately trying to disengage the tentacle from around her neck as her body pulsated with orgasm after orgasm. Paramedics rushed to the stage and tried to help her, but she was surrounded by an invisible force field. The cameras were rolling. The pictures being transmitted all over the world. Most of the crowd was running for their lives. How could this be happening to Supergirl? The ongoing between her legs now became evident to everyone on the stage. Cameras focused between her legs.

 

Suddenly her body went limp. She passed out. Cameramen were all over the stage as close to her as they could get capturing every minute of this. It looked as if Supergirl was about to die.

 

Mari was sitting on the edge of her seat as she watched the events unfold on TV. She was excited beyond belief.

 

Salina was also excited. Things were working perfectly. She snapped her fingers. There was a small explosion on the stage followed by a huge cloud of smoke. Seconds later, the smoke dissipated. The tentacles were gone. The invisible force field was gone. Supergirl was still unconscious, but she was free of the tentacles. She snapped her fingers again and disappeared.

 

The reporters crowded around her. She began to come to slowly. She was dazed. She lifted herself up on her elbows. The reporters rushed her asking a million questions. "LEAVE ME ALONE!!" yelled a humiliated Supergirl. She could not comprehend what had just happened much less answer questions about it. She had to get out of there fast. She attempted to rise quickly. It was too soon. She had not fully recovered yet. She fell back to the ground. The paramedics stood over her. "Please" she said weakly. "Please, leave me alone. I'll be fine in just a moment." Two minutes later, she climbed to her feet slowly and flew away.

 

Salina appeared 5 miles away and met up with Pauline and Carolyn, a weapons specialist and another member of the team. Pauline was dressed like a teenage homeless drifter who was sorely in need of a bath. Carolyn teased her about how bad she smelled. Salina waved her arms wildly and a gooey green liquid pit appeared nearby. Moments later, a humiliated Supergirl was flying through the air trying to get home.

 

Carolyn lifted her weapon and pointed it at the sky. She squeezed the trigger sending a blast of Kryptonic energy skyward. Her aim was accurate. It hit Supergirl right between the eyes and caused her to fall from the sky. Salina extended her ten fingers in the air and appeared to catch Supergirl in some sort of tractor beam. She controlled the direction of Supergirl's fall and guided her so she landed feet first in the gooey green liquid pit.

 

Salina left with Carolyn.

 

Reporters around the country and around the world were busy reporting what had just happened at the award ceremony. They all reported that Supergirl appeared to be fine, albeit dazed, when she left. Little did they know that at that very moment, five miles away from were the award took place, Supergirl's life was once again in jeopardy.

 

She had been flying through the sky trying to comprehend what had just happened and how she managed to escape with her life when she was struck by a green laser-like beam. It caught her by complete surprise. The powerful beam triggered a massive and complete power drain causing her to fall from the sky. She tumbled downwards and landed in a gooey green liquid pit. She was buried up to her neck in the thick, viscous, mucilaginous, slimy, sticky, squishy and murky liquid. To her horror, she quickly discovered that the liquid contained a concentration of low grade kryptonite and appeared to have life like qualities. It pulsated around her body. Wave after pulsating wave, up and down, left and right. To her horror, she was becoming aroused again.

Suddenly she was swallowed by the living liquid. She couldn't see a thing. She struggled valiantly to climb to the surface. She managed to get her head out. Her hair was now covered in goo. She had to get out of there, but how? She couldn't fly. The pit had no solid edges. Nothing she could pull her self up with. It was like quick sand. The kryptonite was slowly weakening her. The constant sexual stimulation from the pulsating of the green goo against her body made it difficult for her to think clearly. The liquid swallowed her again. She barely managed to lift her head above the surface. She was fading fast. The liquid swallowed her once more. She was exhausted. She couldn't fight it anymore. Was this how it was all going to end? Would they ever find her body? She would never have the chance to redeem herself after her earlier humiliation. She would never have a chance to show the world that she was, indeed, truly a Supergirl. They would all think she fled in embarrassment. She didn't want it to end this way. She needed the adoration. She lifted her right arm up over her head. It broke the surface. She tried desperately to use even a tiny fraction of her flying power to get her out of this, but there was no way.

 

Suddenly she felt something hit her hand above the surface. She couldn't make out what it was. She felt it again and this time recognized that it was a rope. Her heart soared! She felt it again, and this time managed to grab it. She felt it pulling her up. She was going to be saved! She broke the surface. She was being pulled to safety.

 

Pauline used all of her considerable strength and pulled Supergirl out of the pit. She was now laying face down on the ground by the pit. Pauline rolled her over and cleared the gooey sticky slimy liquid out of Supergirl's eyes. Supergirl was out of the pit, but not out of danger. She was still covered in kryptonic slime.

"Please......please..h...h..he..help....m...me" she pleaded. "I......I.....ha....have...to....wa....wa....this....off.......of.......me."

"There's a pond about two hundred feet away" Pauline replied.

"P....pl....ple.....please....ta.....take...m..m...me.....there" Supergirl said weakly. "Please."

Pauline grabbed Supergirl's arms and dragged her to the pond. She released her arms by the edge of the pond and rolled her in. Supergirl sank to the bottom. A minute later she was clean and began to feel her strength returning. She climbed out of the pond but was still too weak to stand. She slumped to the ground.

 

Pauline was impressed by how sexy Supergirl looked, especially now that she was soaking wet and her normally tight costume was now clinging even tighter if that was at all possible. She was conflicted by her visceral hatred towards Supergirl, brought on by Salina's mental manipulations, and the sudden stirrings from deep within her loins at the sight of this, the sexiest of all women alive. She was, however, far too disciplined to allow this to interfere with her mission.

She patted Supergirl on the back, and in the sweetest voice she could muster, she asked "are your all right, Supergirl." Unbeknownst to Supergirl, Pauline had just attached a virtually undetectable micro tracking device to her yellow belt.

Her strength returning now at a solid pace, Supergirl turned to lookup for the first time at the person who saved her life. She was shocked to see this beautiful young girl, all dirty and in tattered clothes.

"I'm fine. Thank you. You saved my life. Do you know that?"

Pauline feigned embarrassment.

"No, really. I was in pretty bad shape back there. You are kind of my own personal miracle." Pauline smiled from ear to ear.

"What's your name? What are you doing out here?"

"My name is Mary, and I live out here in these woods."

"You live here? Why?"

Mary/Pauline went into her sob story. When she was done, Supergirl was nearly in tears. "Mary, you are a hero. You saved my life and I want to help you."

 

Supergirl took Mary to a hotel where she could spend the night. She told her that her good friend, Linda Danvers would be in a position to help her get her life in order and would meet her at the hotel the following day. She made arrangements for Mary to buy some clothes at the hotel gift shop. Supergirl went home. Salina tracked her there.

 

The following day, Mary met Linda as planned in the lobby of the hotel. Angela and her camera crew happened to be having lunch there. So was Salina. So were another ten operatives.

 

When Linda walked in, the micro tracker Pauline had attached to Supergirl confirmed what Salina had suspected since last night. Linda Danvers was Supergirl!

 

Salina was impressed by the subtle changes which differentiated Supergirl from Linda. She was most impressed by how Linda was able to tone down her exceptional natural beauty in order to blend in and not attract attention. She was plainly dressed, wearing a plain skirt which stopped slightly above her knee, and a very tight very soft cotton tee shirt.

 

Linda and Mary sat in the lobby and talked. Salina sat off to the side, and the other ten sat in various chairs close to Linda and Mary.

 

Back at the mansion, Mari was looking over Sharlene's shoulder as she typed furiously on her keyboard. Sharlene was their computer expert, and she was busy hacking away. She accessed the computer which controls the hotel's telephone system and rerouted all outgoing calls through her own computer which would analyze each number called and let all but a select few go through undisturbed. The ones she was interested in, calls to 911 and security companies, would be answered by her or Mari. Alarm signals, which are sent via the phone lines, would be intercepted. The hotel would be temporarily isolated. No calls for help would go out. Cellular phones would be blocked by Salina's magic. Zero risk. Just the way Mari liked it.

 

Angela and her crew just happened to be leaving the restaurant and walking into the lobby when the commotion began. Six heavily armed people dressed in black and wearing masks stormed into the lobby and took up their positions. Four guarded the doors, one stood in the middle, and one approached the cashiers desk and handed him a note. The crowd in the lobby panicked. Everyone stood up. The ten operative formed a circle around Linda and Mary. Angela and her crew were there to tape the event as it unfolded.

 

Linda desperately wanted to change into Supergirl but could not. Too many people standing close by and not enough space to fly away at super speed without being noticed. She had to play it by ear.

 

Linda thought there was something strange about these six perpetrators. She trained her x-ray vision to see who was behind the masks. Lead lined. She couldn't see a thing. She scanned their outfits. Lead lined.

 

The leader of the group, speaking in a computer generated voice pointed at Mary and said "You! Skinny! Come here!" Mary quivered with fear and began to cry. Linda seized the moment. "Leave her alone! I'll go!" Said Linda confidently.

She took a few steps forward and was grabbed roughly by one of the intruders. She held Linda's arms behind her back. Her chest thrust out. Her soft tight white cotton tee shirt was stretched to its limits. Linda pretended to struggle. The leader approached her. Speaking in her computer generated voice she said "So, we have a hero here. Well let's take a closer look at what a real hero looks like." She grabbed Linda's chin with one hand, and slapped her with the other. Linda pretended to be mildly hurt. "A hero. I hate heroes! I humiliate heroes. Especially women heroes with large breasts. You always think you can shake them around and we will be dazzled. Well that's not going to work here today. But then again, maybe you'd like to dazzle the rest of the world. They turned Linda so she was facing the news camera. Then, in one fell swoop, she grabbed the collar of Linda's tee shirt and ripped it right down the middle. She was exposed! Her skintight blue costume and majestic "S" logo were visible to all. A news crew was there to capture it! The whole world will now know that Linda Danvers is Supergirl! She was stunned.

"My my" the leader said. "I don't believe it! Could it be? We stumbled upon a REAL hero. A SUPERHERO. The famous Supergirl."

"That's right! You just made the biggest mistake of your life!" Supergirl had quickly composed herself realizing that the loss of her secret identity, while embarrassing, was of little consequence. She was Supergirl and was about to take care of this situation.

 

"How do we know you're the real Supergirl?" the computer generated voice asked. With that, Supergirl tore off the remnants of her shredded tee shirt, removed her skirt, leapt in the air and flew around the room. The news camera was getting everything. She came to a landing right in front of the leader and went into her power stance. "I'd advise you and your men to surrender" she said confidently.

"I don't think so, Supergirl. We've got the money and now we're leaving." She tried to side step Supergirl.

Supergirl was astonished. Her adversary displayed no fear whatsoever. Didn't he know that he was up against Supergirl? Why in less than an eye blink she can take out all six of these guys. That would surely make up for yesterday's debacle. She moved to block her masked opponent.

"Supergirl, do you really want me to embarrass you in front of all these people?"

Supergirl was livid. "Why you little....WHOOOMMMMPPPFFFFFF" She doubled over after receiving a massive punch to her mid section. An uppercut to the jaw straightened her right up. A left hook to the jaw stunned her. A right hook to the jaw nearly broke her. What was going on here? How was this happening. Supergirl is invulnerable. The most powerful woman on earth. How could she possibly be on the receiving end of this ass kicking?

 

Julie, one of Mari and Salina's operatives, was standing in the corner focusing a powerful pen light on Supergirl. A kryptonic pen light which emitted a narrow beam of kryptonite. She turned it on, planned, seconds before the first punch was thrown at Supergirl.

 

Another masked woman joined the fray, and Supergirl was on the receiving end of a serious beating. A serious double beating. She never stood a chance as these two expertly trained marshal artists demolished her. Demolished her! She had been knocked on her back and one of her assailants was on top of her pummeling her face with punch after punch after punch. The crowd looked on in horror. Supergirl was being destroyed!

 

Suddenly a shot rang out. Everyone stopped. Mary was standing there with a gun pointing directly at one of the masked women. "You've got your money, now get the hell out of there or this guy buys it!" she yelled out. "MOVE IT!!!!" On cue, Supergirl's beating stopped and all six thieves ran out of the building.

 

Mary leaned over Supergirl's badly beaten body. "Are you all right?" She leaned down to help her. Angela and her news crew were right there standing over Supergirl's battered and defeated body. Mary shrieked at them. "Get out of here you blood suckers! Get away! Leave her alone!" They, of course, ignored her. Julie continued to shine her penlight, now set to low power, on Supergirl. It was just enough to keep her from recovering too quickly.

 

Mary helped Supergirl to her feet. She was still dazed. Mary suggested they go up to her room. Supergirl agreed hesitantly. She was feeling weak.

 

On the other side of town, in a deserted industrial park, Salina was busy setting things up. She waved her arms dramatically and dozens of police and emergency service unit vehicles suddenly appeared in a semi circle in front of the warehouse with lights flashing. She was careful not to disturb the people inside.

 

Up in Mary's room, an agitated and disturbed Supergirl was trying to get a handle on what just happened. Her secret identity had been compromised. Inconvenient, but she could deal with that. But who were these men, and how did they posses the strength to beat her? She didn't see any kryptonite.

Was today's event related to Yesterday's? What was going on here? The media was already having a field day with the award ceremony. Now this. What would the public think? She had to redeem herself, but how?

 

Mary watched as Supergirl paced the room. Their carefully planned mind fuck was obviously working. "You saved me again, Mary. What am I going to do with you? We have to set you up with a job and a place to live, and I'm hardly able to concentrate on doing that until this mystery is solved."

"Don't worry about it now, Supergirl. I think I can help you. When I surprised that creep and grabbed the gun I discovered that is was a woman not a man."

 

"They looked kind of different to me as they entered" Supergirl said. "I tried to see beneath their masks and costumes but couldn't. Now that you tell me one of them was a woman, I believe they were all women."

"You know, Supergirl, I was living in a forest near a big mansion which seemed suspicious to me at the time. The security was incredibly tight, and there were only woman going in and out. I used to climb up on the wall to see what was going on there. One day I saw a whole group of woman dressed in outfits similar to today's hotel thieves training in the yard. Someone saw me and I ran away."

"Hmm. You know, there have been rumors floating around about a well organized all female crime syndicate, but I never had any solid information about it. I don't get it. If these woman were part of that, why would they pull off something stupid like rob a hotel? That's not a big score" Supergirl pondered.

"Maybe it was you they were after" said Mary

"Doubtful" replied Supergirl. "First, they had no way of knowing I would be there. Second, they had no way of knowing I was Linda Danvers. Third, they would have to be insane to confront me like that. I don't know how they managed to beat me, but there was no way they could have planned that in advance. The last two days notwithstanding, no one can beat me, and there must be some kind of logical explanation for what has been happening to me."

 

As this was going on, Shanaia, the electronics specialist, was in the next room waiting to make her move. It was five minutes away. She picked up her cellular phone and called Angela. "Is everything in place?" She asked. "Everything's on schedule" Angela replied. "Send out a test pattern" Shanaia ordered. Within seconds, Shanaia's micro receiver was picking up Angela's signal. "Loud and clear" Shanaia said. "Great" replied Angela. "We run in five minutes. Bye."

Shanaia made a last minute check of all her wires, making sure the connection between her satellite receiver and her video switching box were secure. She walked over to the hole she had made in the wall, and double checked the splice she made on the cable leading into Pauline/Mary's room.

 

Mary stole a quick glance at the digital clock by the bed. She waited five minutes and turned the TV on to the local NBC channel. They were running an episode of one of their long running soap operas. Shanaia pressed the button. Suddenly the station broke to a local news special report.

 

"This is Angela Johnston reporting live from Tomahawk industrial park where we appear to have a hostage situation unfolding. Details are sketchy for now but this is what we know. Approximately 30 minutes ago, six armed men dressed in conservative business suits stormed this factory and took all two hundred employees hostage. They claim they will kill all the hostages if their yet unspecified demands are not met. As you can see, the police are on the scene. We'll update you as things unfold. Back to the studio." Having completed her broadcast, Angela took off quickly. Salina stayed behind and made herself invisible.

 

Supergirl Jumped to her feet. "I've got to go!"

"Wait, Supergirl. What about the mansion?"

"Wait here. I'll be back."

 

She jumped out the window and was off. Within seconds she was over the site. She saw all the police vehicles, but decided not to bother with them. she'd handle this her way. A quick x-ray scan showed six men dressed in dark suits standing on a stage and about two hundred people standing below. She came crashing through the roof. The powerful woman of steel. Supergirl! She landed on the stage, faced the six men, and assumed her power stance. Ooohs and ahs were heard from the crowd. Five of the six men stared at her in dismay. The sixth man happened to have his head down.

"This game is over, SCUM BAGS! Put down your weapons and let these people go" she said with authority.

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" asked one of the men loudly.

"It's all over the news. Your game is over. Let these people go!"

"Supergirl. Supergirl" came a multivoiced cry from the audience. She turned her head quickly and glanced at the crowd. Very strange. They were all reporters and news crews. She turned her attention back to the stage. The sixth man lifted his head. It was the Mayor!

 

"What is the meaning of this, Supergirl? Why are you disrupting our press conference?" he asked gravely.

Her heart sank. "Press conference? I thought this was a hostage situation. It was on the news. "Hostage situation? Granted, Supergirl, my speeches may be boring at times, but everyone's free to leave whenever they want. We're not holding anyone hostage. We're announcing the re-zoning of this deserted area into an educational complex for our children."

 

She was nauseous from embarrassment. She quickly scanned the outside using her x ray vision, only to find, to her dismay, that all the law enforcement vehicles were gone.

"I'm.....I'm sorry. There was a misunderstanding. Sorry." She flew away. Her mind was reeling. What was happening here? She turned around and landed outside the warehouse. She wanted to look around. Salina, now invisible, had been counting on Supergirl's return. She closed her eyes and nodded her head.

There was no trace of any of the dozens of cars which were parked outside. Supergirl couldn't understand it. She was about to leave when she saw a round objabout 8 inches in diameter. It was a clear object made of some form of plastic and looked like a crest. It had the initials "M&S." "I wonder if this is a clue of any sorts?" she thought. She took the crest and flew off.

 

She was back at the hotel within minutes and told Mary about her most recent embarrassment. Mary listened sympathetically. She was still conflicted. Despite the constant barrage of Salina's mind controlling Supergirl hate, she was beginning to like Supergirl. She was amazed how despite all she had endured over the past forty eight hours, she was still poised, confident, and sure of herself, although slightly less than usual. She was still the most powerful force on earth, or so she thought.

When Supergirl showed her the crest she had found, Mary blanched convincingly. "Mary! What is it?" she asked.

"That's the same symbol on the gates of that mansion I told you about" said Mary. "I'm telling you, Supergirl, these woman are after you. It's all a conspiracy."

"It can't be. No one would be foolish enough to provoke me like this. It just doesn't make sense."

"Look, let me show you were the place is at least and you can make your own decision."

Supergirl agreed and they flew off together. Mary showed her the mansion as they flew above it. Supergirl scanned it with her x ray vision and found a substantial portion of it was lead lined. She flew over the pool where nineteen woman wearing matching bikinis were listening to a woman who was addressing them. She used her super hearing.

"Supergirl, thanks to our plan, will soon no longer be a threat to our operation. She will soon be disgraced and leave town with her tail tucked between her flabby legs." They all cheered. Supergirl was livid. She scanned the pool area. No weapons in sight. No lead in sight. She dropped Mary off outside the wall, gave her the crest, and took off again. Her mind was racing, and although she didn't realize it, she wasn't thinking very clearly. Who did these women think they were? Did they think they were going to get rid of her?

 

She landed by the pool, went into her power stance and faced Mari. "Don't let me interrupt you. You were just saying something about Supergirl and flabby legs? Go on."

"You shouldn't have come here Supergirl" Mari said defiantly. "Get her!! Take her out!"

Nineteen woman sprung into action and attacked Supergirl. They were all well trained martial artists and they attacked with a vigor. Supergirl was in top form as she demolished each and everyone of these woman. It felt great! This is how she was used to things being, and it felt wonderful to be back in control. She was Supergirl, and no matter how many people tried, they would NEVER defeat her. In less than two minutes, they were all lying in a battered heap.

Supergirl turned her attention towards Mari. "Now it's your turn, Big mouth" Supergirl said menacingly. "I've had a lousy two days which I am about to take out on you." She walked towards Mari and grabbed her. She was about to knock her out when someone called her name.

 

"Supergirl!" Salina cried out. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." Supergirl spun around and saw Mary being held captive. A gun being held to her head. "I'll make you a deal, Supergirl. You let my friend go and I'll let yours" Salina said as they continued walking in Supergirl's direction. They were a foot away. Mary was crying.

"No deals. Give it up. I can free her and take you both out in less than an eye blink. I don't see any of your fancy weapons out here. Give it up!"

"Oh, I suppose you're right Supergirl" Salina said sighing. "You can go" she said to Mary. Mary ran to Supergirl. Salina's mind control was going at full force.

"You're going to be OK" Supergirl said gently, extending her hand out to Mary. Mary still had the crest in her other hand. She stole a quick glance at Mari and Salina, then turned back to Supergirl.

As planned, she took the round clear crest and pressed it up against Supergirl's "S" logo. Supergirl didn't comprehend at first. A puzzled look crossed her face. She tried to remove the crest but it was stuck to her costume. She tried harder. It still would not come off. What was going on here? She looked at Mary with confusion. She put her arms down to the sides for a brief moment. Without warning, the crest began to expand to the sides rapidly. In less than a second in had enveloped Supergirl's entire upper body and pinned her arms to her sides. Now it began to contract, squeezing the life out of Supergirl. She tried desperately to free her arms, but to no avail. She could not move them. The crest continued to squeeze Supergirl's upper body and she was powerless to resist. She could not breath. She was beginning to feel light headed.

"Do it now, Pauline" Mari said. "OK" she answered.

"Pauline?!?!?" Supergirl's eyes were wide open in amazement." She was mentally devastated. "You set me up! You betrayed me! How could you do that after I helped you?" Supergirl asked.

 

"You helped ME? I saved your life twice!! How DARE you say you helped me. You didn't do a thing. All you cared about was what the press was going to report about you, you bitch. Superbitch! I hate you! I'm so happy to play a part in the destruction of Supergirl. I never believed what the press said about you. I always knew you were a vain self-serving CUNT. SUPERCUNT. That's right, SUPERCUNT. That's all you are with your big tits and tight costume."

Pauline's words cut through her like a knife. Actually, they were Salina's words, but they were coming out of Pauline's mouth.

"DO IT NOW!" Mari ordered. By now, all the previously defeated girls had recovered and were all standing around watching as the Maid of Might was having the life squeezed out of her while being verbally berated by Pauline.

Pauline hesitated. "DO IT!" Mari shouted.

A broken look overcame Pauline's face. She looked at Supergirl with sad eyes. She turned to Mari. "I can't." She turned to Supergirl. "I didn't mean to betray you. I didn't mean the things I said. I'm being controlled by" "THAT'S ENOUGH" yelled Mari before Pauline could go on. "Seize her!" Two woman grabbed Pauline.

 

Supergirl was about to pass out. She could not breath. She shook back and forth, arms pinned helplessly by her sides, trying desperately to free herself from the constricting grip of the crest squeezing her upper body.

 

"Line up!" Mari ordered. Seventeen bikini clad woman lined up. Mari stepped behind Supergirl and held her. On cue, each woman stepped up to Supergirl and either punched or kicked her right in the jaw. One by one. Seventeen. The blows did not hurt her, but they were jarring given the fact that it had been minutes since she had last breathed. She passed out long before the seventeenth woman finished. Mari let go and she crashed to the ground. Salina snapped her fingers and made the crest disappear. Without delay two woman grabbed Supergirl's fallen body. One grabbed her hands and the other grabbed her legs and they took her inside. Another woman brought Pauline.

 

They brought her into a dungeon like room, leaned her unconscious body against the wall and attached her arms to shackles connected to a chain. They pulled the chain and raised her body six feet in the air. They shackled her ankles. She was now shackled to the wall. This was really quite a sight. Supergirl against the wall, arms stretched out over her head causing her huge chest to stick straight out. Her head slumped forward. Her chin resting between her cleavage. Her perfect legs, spread wide apart, attached to the wall. Phenomenal sight! She was left alone in the room.

Moments later she woke up, startled to find herself in this position. She looked around and saw no one. Everything was lead lined. Her brain was foggy. Too many unexplained things had been going on over the last two days. She could not think straight. She needed to get loose. She had to free herself, but how?

Suddenly it came to her. Why not pull really hard on the shackles and see what happens. Surely they not be foolish enough to chain her without taking some sort of precaution but what did she have to lose? The chains came apart as soon as she pulled on them. She was amazed. Maybe they're not so smart, she thought. she freed herself. She began to walk out of the room but crashed in to an invisible barrier. She slammed her fist into it and heard it shatter. She kept on walking. She hit another invisible barrier. She shattered it. She was out the door in a huge hallway. She had to find Pauline and save her. Then she'd come back and fight these woman. She'd show them.

 

She walked into an enormous room. She took a few steps forward and was, again, stopped by an invisible barrier. She was getting bored. She slammed her fist into the barrier. The now familiar shattering sound was not heard. She kept on walking but could not pass through. She punched the barrier again to no avail. She tried to step to the side but was blocked. She tried the other side. Blocked. She tried to step back. Blocked. She punched frantically in every direction to no avail. She was trapped! She couldn't handle these mood swings anymore. Elation to despair, triumph to defeat, pride to humiliation, strength to weakness. At least they don't have kryptonite, she thought figuring that if they did they would have used it by now.

 

Mari, Salina, and the entire crew entered the room. A handcuffed Pauline was with them. They all watched Supergirl like a caged animal in a zoo. Salina snapped her fingers and the invisible cage began constricting. First the top began to go down forcing Supergirl to her knees, then the front began to close in forcing her to lean back until her butt was resting on the floor between her ankles. The top continued to come down until it was resting on her face. Then it began to conform to the contours of her face. She was being smothered and could do nothing about it. She could not move. The woman were all looking at her as this was happening. All these beautiful well built woman whom she had no trouble defeating before and whom she'd have no trouble defeating when she gets out of this. Who did they think they were. Fuck the Kryptonian code, she thought. She would make them pay!

 

This too was quite a sight. The mighty Supergirl in the center of the room on her knees, her ass resting between them, her arms hanging by her sides, knuckles touching the floor, immobilized by an invisible cage. She struggled valiantly but could not move.

 

They left her in the cage for nearly an hour as the girls had a light lunch and generally went about their business.

 

Her muscles had all cramped up and she was feeling a little weak from exerting herself so much in trying to escape. They couldn't keep her here forever, she thought, and when she got out.........

 

After conferring briefly with Mari, Salina waved her hand and the invisible cage vanished. Like a coiled spring, Supergirl's body popped out and she landed face down on the floor. She was dazed but knew that she'd recover in a matter of seconds. She wasn't the only one who knew that. Salina sprung into action. She extended the fingers on her two hands and pointed them in Supergirl's direction. Supergirl's body shuddered as the equivalent of a billion volts of electricity shot through her belt. This dazed her further. Salina's hands began to rise and Supergirl's body rose with her. She was being held up by her belt which now took on life like attributes. Salina spun her hand around and Supergirl's belt began spinning her round and round and round at amazing speed. Salina snapped her fingers and Supergirl crashed face first into an invisible barrier. The crashing sound was deafening. She crashed into the barrier at a tremendous speed. Supergirl was crumbled by the impact. Now she was hurt! She was on the floor writhing in pain, but Salina gave her no respite. She snapped her fingers yet again and Supergirl's cape sprung to life. It lifted her battered body off the floor and held her suspended several feet in the air. Salina snapped her fingers and an invisible magic apparatus attached itself to her costume right on the shoulders. She snapped her fingers again, and the cape went limp. Supergirl remained suspended in mid air, held up by her costume. Around her shoulders, her costume was stretched to the limits of indestructibility. Between her legs, the narrow blue fabric of her costume became wedged between her lips causing her some discomfort, but far more pleasure. She couldn't understand what was going on here. Granted, she wasn't exactly kicking butt here, but they weren't doing anything that could kill her. She'd gotten out of far more dangerous situations than this, and they'd eventually make a mistake.

Salina clapped her hands and a silver blanket appeared from no where. It flew around the immobilized Supergirl a few times before taking up position between her legs. At Salina's command, the silver blanket began rubbing itself rapidly between her legs. Supergirl's nipples visibly hardened and protruded substantially from behind her awesome "S" logo. All eyes on the room were fixed on Supergirl. To her substantial embarrassment, she soon found herself in the midst of an uncontrollable orgasm which she could not conceal from all the onlookers, many of whom found this incredibly arousing.

"Isn't that sweet" Mari said derisively as Supergirl's orgasm subsided. "Salina, most woman like to be held tightly after experiencing what Supergirl just did. Can you be nice and help her?"

Salina smiled and clapped her hands. The blanket disengaged itself from between her legs and wrapped itself tightly around Supergirl's body. Salina then snapped her fingers and the grip on Supergirl's costume was released. Supergirl crashed to the floor with a thud, still wrapped up in the silver blanket. It wrapped itself tightly around her body. She thrashed and squirmed, but could not break free. She was being hugged tightly.

"Salina" Mari said. "Do you know what goes best with a hug like that?" "Of course I do" said Salina gleefully. She clapped her hand three times and Supergirl felt her cape reacting in a strange way. A thin strand appeared from within the fabric of her cape toward the bottom, where her thighs were resting upon it. The thin strand began making its way up between her legs. She shook and rocked back and forth in order to avoid what she clearly knew was coming. It did not help. She used all her Super strength to tighten her nether muscles. She did not want to be fucked by this strand like tentacle in front of all these people. She shut her eyes and concentrated. She was shut tight. No penis ever created would make it through, not even Superman's. The only problem is that she was not being attacked by a penis but by a strand like tentacle which was connected to her cape. The long, strand like tentacle had no trouble passing through and stopped when it was deep inside her. Then it began to inflate. Supergirl, using every ounce of her considerable power was unable to stop this expansion. It continued to inflate until it was the width of a large penis and it began sliding in and out in slow, deliberate movements. It was slow going at first due to the friction, but Supergirl's libido took over very quickly and within seconds her vaginal walls were more than sufficiently lubricated.

Despite her earnest attempts to avoid this, she was unable to control her desires and involuntarily cooperated with the penis like tentacle now pump fucking her like it was going out of style. Everyone was watching. Video cameras were rolling. Supergirl was rocking and rolling. She was seconds away from her first orgasm when Salina snapped her fingers causing the silver blanket to disappear. Supergirl was now free. She heaved and bucked uncontrollably as her body was overtaken by a super powered orgasm. Unlike yesterday's tentacle orgasm when she appeared to have been somehow weakened, today she was at full strength which was reflected in the intensity of her orgasm.

The tentacle continued to pound away as her orgsubsided. She had to do something. She tried to dislodge the tentacle from deep within her but could not. She rolled over as the tentacle continued to hammer away at her and tried to get to her feet.

Once again, this was quite a sight. Supergirl was on her feet, her cape was flapping back and forth as she was being fucked mercilessly by this tentacle deep inside her. She could hardly walk. She was just standing there with the glazed over look of someone who is on the receiving end of a Shtuping of a lifetime.

 

Mari nodded her head at Salina. Salina snapped her fingers and the tentacle disappeared instantly. This caused Supergirl to fall back to the floor. On cue, she was surrounded by the seventeen gorgeous bikinied woman. Standing side by side and mimicking her power stance, they formed a circle around her. Supergirl, her face a bit flushed, got up, went into her power stance and looked at the women. She spoke.

"Oh, and what is this? You expect the big breasted bikini bombshell bimbo brigade to pose any challenge to ME? Are you out of your mind? Sure you have this cute little magic thing going here, but you can't keep it up for ever. Rest assured, I WILL destroy you all."

Supergirl lunged forward to break through the circle about a second after Salina clapped her hands. Before Supergirl took the first step, the tiny lead casings on seventeen kryptonic necklaces around the neck of each one of the woman disappeared. Had she had more than a fraction to react, her might have been one of shock, dismay, and above all, horror. Supergirl was in the process of lunging to get out of the circle when she was met by a massive fist to the face. The power of the blow sent her stumbling in the other direction where she was met with another first to the face. This went on and on. Each punch sent Supergirl flying in the direction of another woman in the circle who in turn punched her, sending her flying in the direction of another woman in the circle who in turn punched her, sending her flying in the direction of another woman who in turn punched her, sending her flying in the direction of another woman and so on and so forth. They tightened the circle as this went on and on. Each time two woman would leave the circle until they were left with a tight circle of five woman. Supergirl had already passed out but was being kept up by the punches raining down upon here. On cue, the punches stopped, the woman stepped back, and Supergirl crashed unconscious to the floor. Her worst fear had been realized. They had kryptonite, and she had not yet absorbed the fact. Each one grabbing an arm or a leg, four women picked the battered Supergirl off the floor and placed her on top of a large platform which had just materialized when Salina waved her arms. Her arms and legs were fastened tightly to the corners of the platform. She was now tied up and immobilized. Spread eagle. Her shackles were made of low grade kryptonite.

 

Supergirl must have taken a serious ass kicking because she was out cold for nearly half an hour. When she awoke, she found herself in a provocative and uncomfortable position. Her arms were pulled up and to the sides as far as they would go, and her legs were spread apart as far as they would go. She tried to break her chains, but didn't even come close. She lifted her head up as far as it would go and saw that she was bound in kryptonite. Her heart sank, and for the first time to truly despaired. How would she ever get out of this one, she thought to herself. There had to be a way. She just had to keep a clear head and she would get out of this. She was debating whether she would kill them all or just Salina and Mari.

 

"Welcome back Superbitch" Mari said derisively. "Did you have a nice nap? It's nice to sleep after a good hard fuck. Had you ever been fucked like that before, Superwimp? I bet you never were. I guess the good men aren't really attracted to you. It was good though, wasn't it?" This was not part of the plan, but Mari could not help herself at the sight of the mighty, powerful woman of steel immobilized and helpless like this. She removed her high fashion power business suit and revealed the most awesome of all the bodies in the room clad in expensive and alluring lingerie. Even Supergirl could not help but be impressed with Mari's body. She climbed up on the platform and mounted Supergirl. She ran her tongue gently up and down Supergirl's inner thighs. Supergirl's chest, already thrust out because her arms were stretched, heaved as her pounding heart caused her to breath rapidly. Mari then made her way up, pulled the sheer silky fabric of her panties away from her labial lips, and straddled Supergirl's face. She moved her hips round and round so that her moist lips moved back across Supergirl's lips and mouth. She initially resisted, but Supergirl eventually found herself extending her tongue and pleasuring Mari. Mari was getting quite excited. She grabbed Supergirl's ears, pulled her head up and began ramming her face into her pussy. Mari arched her back and held Supergirl's face firmly in place as she exploded in the orgasm of her life..

 

"Sorry girls" Mari said. "Just a quick and unexpected perk. And now, please say good by to Supergirl. She will be leaving us now. I think I'll miss her."

They all said "bye" in unison.

Mari reached for a large electrical panel on the wall and pulled a lever. One of the walls began moving revealing a huge lead lined contraption which looked like a furnace. Salina snapped her fingers and a huge conveyer belt attached itself to Supergirl's platform and to the furnace like object. Salina clapped her hands and the platform with the kryptonic shackles became part of the conveyer belt.

Mari walked up to Supergirl.

"This will be your final voyage. You will travel a low speed down this conveyer belt until you are swallowed by that machine up ahead whose insides are made of a large quantity of the strongest kryptonite ever found anywhere in the universe. This, Supergirl, is the good stuff. My only regret is that your suffering will be so short. So long!"

Mari took up position by the electrical panel on the wall and spoke to her gang. "Remember ladies. Remember where you were on the glorious day we destroyed our strongest potential adversary in a preemptive strike. She never knew we existed. Even now, she doesn't know who we really are. But always remember, as we continue to grow and become more powerful and obscenely wealthy, always trust me. I am the one, along with Salina, that will guide this organization to previously undreamed of heights."

 

Having said that, she flipped a switch and the conveyer belt began moving slowly towards the kryptonic cauldron. Supergirl tried to struggle, but it was futile.

 

"C'mon ladies" Mari said. I haven't the heart to watch this. Let's leave." They all filed out of the room. Supergirl was left alone to ride to her death.

 

She was absolutely stunned. She had never, ever believed that it would come to this. That she, Supergirl, would be humiliated and defeated like this. All the people will think that she fled in humiliation over the last two days. The wouldn't understand that she would have redeemed herself. That she was the most powerful being on earth. Oh the irony to die like this. She was nearly at the end of the conveyer belt. She was beginning to feel the effects of the kryptonite which were seeping through the opening. The opening which would lead her to her death. Mari had been right. It was strong Kryptonite. Maybe she would pass out before she was swallowed up by this contraption of death. Yes, she was resigned to her cruel fate.

The door burst open and Pauline came running through. "Hold on Supergirl" she yelled. She ran to the panel and stopped the conveyer belt with Supergirl inches away from the opening. She ran over and released her kryptonic shackles. She picked her up in a fireman's carry and ran out of the room and shut the lead door. They were safe now. No kryptonite. Supergirl was stunned. "Mary, I mean Pauline, you savemy life again. How will I ever thank you?"

"Don't worry about it. Let's get out of here now." Pauline said

"Wait!" Supergirl said. "I've got to take out Mari and Salina. I've got to." "Are you nuts?!?" asked Pauline in dismay. She was amazed at how accurately this had been predicted. "You can't take them out. They are too powerful. Face it Supergirl, you got your butt kicked and I saved it. Now leave, ALIVE, while you still can."

"No! No one's too powerful for me and you, and the rest of the world will see. Where are they?"

"Well" Pauline said "If you insist. Go through that door."

Supergirl confidently walked through the door. Pauline stayed behind. As the door shut, Pauline bolted it locked.

Supergirl walked rapidly into the center of this huge domed room, assumed her power stance and looked around. She looked up and saw a glass enclosed balcony where Mari, Salina, and the rest of them were standing looking down at them. Supergirl was confused. A second later Pauline walked into the balcony and was greeted warmly by everyone. Supergirl was confused.

A panel on the side of the room slid open. Supergirl was floored instantly. She never knew what pain really was until that very second. Behind the panel was the strongest kryptonite ever.

"Supergirl!" Mari's voice came through the speakers. "I had to break you mentally before I could be sure you would break physically. This time it's for real and we won't leave until it's over."

Another panel slid open. The pain intensified. Another panel slid open. More pain. Another panel opened. She couldn't feel a thing. She had passed out.

The End