The Adventures of Comet Girl

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Note from the author -- The following chapter is about Becky Jenson (Comet Girl) prior to gaining her actual super powers in Chapter 3. The chapter hopefully gives the reader some background on the origin of my superhero. It also delves into the phenomenon of superhero fetishes. Note that the Comet Girl mentioned in this chapter is not the Comet Girl that Becky will eventually become. It is a fictitious superheroine from the realm of the adult fiction of her world. Confused yet?

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Chapter 1-- Night of the Comet

(Smalltown, near Metrocity)

Becky angrily glared at Brad as he masturbated to the latest story posted on his favorite fetish website. He occasionally looked up at Becky, as she carefully posed in front of him. She was wearing nothing more that a stupid red mask and a white dress shirt. She could no longer take his constant pressuring and begging. For months Brad had asked Becky for sex. More specifically, he wanted her to fulfill his role playing fantasy of raping a superheroine. He even ordered her a custom-made superhero outfit which she refused to wear. She only now agreed to wear this mask instead. The costume's package remained unopened on the shelf above the bed. It proudly displayed the name of Brad's favorite hero, "Comet Girl -- Defender of Universal Justice".

"Come on Beck, you're an adult as of last week," he said. Brad closed down his web browser, and removed his shirt. His muscles were tense and energized from reading the fictitious Misadventures of Comet Girl. He imagined Becky as Comet Girl, helplessly bond to Violator's latest raping machine. His hard-on grew with thoughts of his defiant little girlfriend strapped to the machine, wearing nothing but a torn costume--like a real defeated superheroine. His heart pounded quicker as he envisioned beautiful blond Becky being gang raped by an army of paid thugs and soulless machines. Brad walked naked, except for his socks, across the bedroom toward the young women next to the bed. She still remained in her "captive" pose with her hands above her head as if shackled by invisible bonds.

In the story he had just finished reading, Comet Girl's arch nemesis Violator subdued her by secretly placing "comet-rock" inside his socks. The special meteorite robbed the superhero of her super powers. Brad slowly, almost pompously, approached Becky, imagining her with actual super powers that weakened as he came closer. When he finally reached her, he placed his hands on her shoulders, and brought both her arms to her side. He hoped she would beg for mercy. But Becky shyly turned away instead, and started to leave the room. Sensing Becky's change of heart, Brad quickly grabbed her as she began to leave. He gently forced her onto the bed, and then unbuttoned her shirt. Becky froze with fear, confusion, and nervous tension.

Brad placed a hand on one of her breasts, and rubbed it gently through her silk bra. He felt her erect nipple harden between his masterful fingers. She closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and gently bit her lower lip. Becky imagined what her first time would be like, as she instinctively moaned. Brad meanwhile was deep within his superhero world, fantasying about actually being Violator's raping machine. Each of his arms was a fiendishly constructed device with an assortment of phallic attachments. Taking advantage of his current situation, he pinched her nipple between his fingers, as she let out a helpless whimper. Tears began to form in her eyes from the sensual pain Brad was administering. Her red superhero mask absorbed each of her tears, as he covered her mouth to muffle her cries. Becky felt a sudden, burning need to give into her body's other desires.

"Do you want more?" Brad asked as he continued to fondle Becky's firm breasts. She tried to fight her body's urges, but nodded her head instead. Brad then grabbed the top of her tube bra, and pulled it over her breasts, leaving them exposed and vulnerable. Brad's jaw nearly dropped at the fantastic display before him. Becky's beautiful tits called out to him as she surged her chest upward with an arched back. Brad reached behind Becky, placed his head forward, and sucked on each of her round shapely tits. He wondered if Becky would let him press his dick between her perfect mounds. But before he had a chance to try, she moaned defiantly to stop.

Brad stopped his oral assault, but then targeted a new prize. He looked over his captive's petite body. He grinned evilly at the sight of the once powerful Comet Girl, now quivering in his arms. Her breast glistened with his saliva, branding them as his property. Becky remained semi-motionless with her eyes still closed. She failed to notice Brad's hand inching its way slowly down her stomach. He carefully played with the small hairs around her shaved crotch. And then, without warning, he impaled Becky mercilessly with one of his fingers. Becky cried out with erotic pleasure. Brad rubbed her clit with his palm, and pounded his finger rhythmically deep into her previously untouched vagina. Becky moaned helplessly and squirmed defiantly, but could not escape Brad's furious molestation. He eventually crawled into the bed beside her. She continued to moan loudly as he stepped up his efforts to finger fuck her defenseless pussy. She moved her hips up and down in a matching rhythmic motion, pressing her clit deeper into Brad's palm. She felt herself on the verge of hopelessly climaxing. Brad was masturbating next to her now, and he too was on the brink of orgasm.

"Comet Girl, you're such a slut. You like being fucked like a common women, don't you?" said Brad as he came beside Becky. He pretended he was deep inside Comet Girl's pussy. Each drop of sperm was a symbol of his superiority over the female he had just conquered. And her every orgasm was a sign of her own frailty. Superheroes like Comet Girl want to be defeat thought Brad. Otherwise, they won't fall into their rivals traps so easily.

Realizing that Brad was in his superhero fantasy, Becky became angry. She wanted her first time to be with someone who loved her, not a fantasy of what she is. "Nooo. I'm not ready for THIS yet!!!" she exclaimed. Knowing what would come next, she pushed Brad away. She got up from the bed, and threw her mask off. Brad got out of bed too, tightly clinching Becky's discarded mask. He threw his arms into the air as if being arrested. He didn't say a word, but his face shouted his vengeful distaste. He had been dating Becky for over a year now. And when she left home to be with him, he invested his time and money to support her, nurture her, and love her. Now that she was legally an adult, he felt obligated for some return on that investment.

"Maybe we should go outside, and watch Schneider's Comet tonight," Becky suggested sensing Brad's anger. She buttoned her shirt, and quickly skirted out of the room.

"Whatever." Brad said, refusing to look directly at Becky. He was determined to have Comet Girl tonight -- by force if necessary. He walked over to his desk, and opened the drawer. He pulled out a strange bottle and a handkerchief from the drawer, and placed both in his pocket. He grabbed the costume package on the shelf as he left the room.

(End of Chapter 1)

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Next time--A super villain attempts to increase his power by bringing Schneider's Comet to Earth. Fortunately, the government's number one operative Scarlet Agent is on the scene. She is captured of course by the villain's men, and subject to a vicious sexual torture. Can she escape the Rings of Raping to save the world from disaster? And how will this seeming unrelated event affect Becky and Brad's lives forever, you ask?