JUSTICE GIRL: WANTON
By Dark One

	Justice Girl soared above the city within a "bubble" of lightning.  Her Alpha
Meta Power was the ability to control and wield electricity.  She could hurl
lightning bolts like Zeus, or ball it up and ride it across the sky.  The more
power she pumped into that ball of lightning encircling her tall, shapely body,
the faster it would go.  And the louder.  At full power she could rattle windows
for miles.
	At the moment, Justice Girl was only using enough power to slowly propel
herself through the night sky.  She cruised only about a hundred feet off the
ground, so if anyone spotted her they'd see a scantily clad blonde in a faint
ball of golden light.  The controlled lightning did nothing to illuminate her,
so they'd be hard pressed to identify the Super Heroine, though Justice Girl was
the only known Electric Power within Ocean City.
	But those who did get to see her in all her glory were usually left speechless. 
She was a five foot eight stunner, with golden blonde hair flowing to her tiny
waist and all decked out in skimpy red, white and blue.  Her bustier was white,
with three lightning bolts flashing across each tit, with a blue French cut
bottom and wide golden belt cinching her waist.  Red thigh boots with a gold
band around the top, lightning bolts shaped in a V top front and center, and
another bolt down each five-inch stiletto heel.  She also wore red latex opera
gloves and mask.  Her choker was gold, with the golden ankh of the Sisterhood of
Alpha Meta Super Heroines hanging off it.  The fact it was gold instead of
silver indicated she was a recognized heroine to both the Sisterhood and the
civil authorities, the three diamonds meant she had been so honored another
three time after receiving the golden ankh.
	Most Super Heroines were members of the Sisterhood.  There was only one other
national organization of Alpha Metas, called amazons by most, and several
regional groups.  The Sisterhood was international and highly respected
everywhere.  Justice Girl was a Sister of six years, and the most respected and
beloved of them all in Ocean City.  Indeed, her exploits were known round the
world.
	"What's that?" she said, reaching up to her mask.
	A shadowy shape was crouched atop an abandoned factory, peering intently inside
through a skylight.  Justice Girl pressed a button hidden beneath the pleather
cover of her very special mask.  The mask's infrared function immediately
activated.  The shadowy figured became a bright red hotspot.  A quick search
around the base of the building, the roof and adjacent buildings found nothing
more that rats.  No telling what was going on inside the old building.
	Moving closer, she recognized the figure.  Shadow.  Another amazon, though not
another Sister.  Shadow was a rogue amazon, though she seemed to be on the side
of good.  Nothing nefarious in her history anyone could find.  She'd solved
several criminal cases, though she usually called in a tip to the police and let
them do the dirty work.  All too frequently, though, she turned a blind eye to
criminal activity.
	"What you got, Shadow?" she said as she landed behind her.
	The rogue jumped and almost bolted before she caught herself.  Justice Girl
smiled and stood before her, legs apart, hip jutting out, and both fists on well
rounded hips.  It was her most popular "Super Heroine" pose. 
	"Oh, it's you."
	The infrared showed her Shadow's upper lip curl slightly, then her eyes darted
back to the skylight.  Justice Girl shook her head woefully.  If Shadow would
just joint the Sisterhood then she too could enjoy all the technological wonders
and advantages she possessed.  No point in getting jealous.
	"What you looking at, Shadow?" she said, stepping up to the skylight. 
	The rogue amazon rushed to her side, trying to block her.  It was the closest
Justice Girl had gotten to her in the three years Shadow had prowled the
nightshadowed city.  She found Shadow about three inches taller, with at least
44DD breasts, and the tiny waist and flaring hips of an Alpha Meta.  Justice
Girl thought she was in her mid-twenties, like herself.
	Shadow also wore a costume.  Hers was a gray and black spandex body suit that
covered her from a high turtleneck to vanish in black opera gloves and black
thigh boots.  Her black masked cowl hid her identity, with long, wavy brown
haired flowing out from beneath it.  Her intent eyes were gray.
	"None of your business, Justice Girl.  Now go away," Shadow said.  "This is my
gig."
	"Hphf," Justice Girl sniffed contemptuously.  The rogues thought they all had
"rights" to bust criminals.  They thought the real Super Heroines should take
orders from them and back off when told.  Truth was, the rogues frequently had
their own agendas that didn't always coincide with the general good, much less
the law.  "Truth and justice is everyone's business."
	The interior below was well lit.  She turned off the infrared, noting Shadow
snapped a sharp look at her mask.  Jealously surely ate the rogue alive, knowing
that Justice Girl's Sisterhood mask had mini computers and holo generators, not
to mention secure communications with other Sisters.  It was her most valuable
tool, save her Power.
	Looking down through the skylight, Justice Girl spotted a reputed mobster --
Johnny Samms.  Johnny worked for Amon Rodgers, Ocean City's most ruthless crime
lord.  He was said to be one of Amon's under bosses.  She felt her face flush
and her heart race.  This was her chance to turn the screws on the Rodger's
Family again.  This would be quite a coup for her personally, and for law
enforcement in general.
	"Oh, sweet," she said, sapphire eyes bright.  He was questioning a beaten and
battered man of about forty, who was tied into a chair.  "I caught him
red-handed this time."
	Justice Girl reached for the handled.  If not for the mobster's prisoner, she
would've just jumped through the glass, but she didn't want to take the chance
of hurting the prisoner who might be an innocent victim of crime.  But Shadow
seized her wrist in an iron grip.  Amazons were on average ten times stronger
than ordinary women.
	"What?"
	"Go away.  I can handle this."
	"Don't bother, I'll take care of it," Justice Girl said, giving her a haughty
look.  She noted Shadow's eyes flashed at her condescending tone.  So in a more
conciliatory tone, "If you insist, we can do this together.  I've been after
Johnny Samms a long time."
	Shadow's eyes widen.  Justice Girl's curiosity was piqued?  Why did his name
frighten her?  But before she could contemplate that, they heard the sounds of
scuffling feet and angry voices.
	"They heard us," Shadow said.
	The fear Johnny Samms would escape her again spurred Justice Girl.  She jerked
free of Shadow's grasp and jumped feet first at the skylight.  But her
stiletto-heeled feet never touched glass.  Instead, she found a layer of
hardened water guarding the way.  Shadow's Power was the ability to summon and
control water.
	"How dare you!" Justice Girl said.
	And that was all the time she had to say anything.  An instant later water
gushed into her mouth and nose, sending her into a frenzy to get air.  Justice
Girl felt water rush halfway down her throat, and stopped.  It hardened into a
semi-solid, sending her into true panic.
	An amazon has to be in full control of her faculties to wield her Power, and
Justice Girl fought to control her emotions enough to shot a lightning bolt into
Shadow.  One bolt and the rogue amazon would be down, and the water she was
choking her with would be released.  But before she could even articulate her
thoughts, Shadow seized her feet with a sheet of water and jerked her across the
rooftop at breakneck speed.  A second later she smashed into a brick wall at
high speed.
	Light and darkness exploded behind Justice Girl's eyes.  She fell hard to the
gravelly rooftop.  Struggling to her knees, thankfully free of the choking water
in her throat, Justice Girl heard Shadow's stiletto-heeled boots crunching
across the roof toward her.
	"Why?" Justice Girl gasped, really just buying time to recover more than
wanting a reason.
	"Arrogant bitch," Shadow snarled, and kicked the comely heroine in the chin.
	Justice Girl collapsed at her feet, unconscious.
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	"Oh," Justice Girl squeaked.  She shook off the last vestiges of her
grogginess.  Her head still ached.  "Where am I?"
	"A bad place for pushy Super Heroines," Shadow said.
	Looking around, Justice Girl's stomach fell though the floor.  She was in a
brightly lit room.  Shadow was setting up video cameras from a dozen angles. 
Her costume was wadded up on the corner, leaving her in nothing but her thigh
boots, gloves and mask.  That, and the fact she was tightly bound, sent Justice
Girl to the edge of panic.
	"What are you going to do to me?" Justice Girl said, wild eyed.  The cameras
were already running, recording her first waking moments so helplessly bound. 
It was like being back in SuperHeroinesExposed.com's power again.  She half
expected the amazon villainess Synnamon to walk through the door, or her evil
amazon lackeys, Sugar and Spice.  "I thought you were one of the good guys,
Shadow."
	"I am.  You might not believe it right now, Justice Girl, but I'm not a bad
person.  Not usually.  But we all have our secrets, our needs and desires,"
Shadow said, now finished setting up the cameras and lighting.  She walked up to
Justice Girl and caressed her soft cheek with a latex-gloved hand.  "And I'm a
bit territorial.  You violated my space.  You disrespected me."
	Shadow walked over to a table picked up a silver studded, black leather strappy
thing.  Justice Girl didn't know what is was until she started strapping in on,
showing her it was a leather thong like harness.  She had seen one before, while
Synnamon's prison.  A chill went through her perfect body when shadow attached
the ten-inch dildo to it.
	Justice Girl tested her Power.  Nothing.  She felt a slight buzz, so Shadow had
drugged her just enough to de-Power her.  She couldn't run or fight either,
since she was tightly bound to a rack in the exact center of the small room. 
The many cameras would capture her defilement from every angle.  Then what? 
Sold into white slavery?  A shallow grave?
	Shadow walked back to Justice Girl and began caressing her silky soft butt
cheeks.  Justice Girl was helpless to stop her.  Shadow then stroked her inner
thighs, causing Justice Girl to jump slightly every time her gloved hand brushed
against her dripping pussy.
	"Looks like the might Justice Girl really gets excited at the prospect of some
hot girl on girl action," Shadow said, chuckling.  She cupped and squeezed her
prisoner's handing tits.  "Not as big and juicy as my own, but still big and
delicious looking.  In fact, the most famous exposed Super Heroine rack in the
world, right?"
	Justice Girl felt her face heat, then spread down her neck and across her upper
chest.
	"You're going to pay dearly for this, Shadow!" Justice Girl said, eyes
flashing.  "I will personally hunt you down like the dog you are."
	"I may be a dog, but you are a bitch.  A bitch in heat," Shadow laughed.  She
split Justice Girl's slit over with a finger and ran that finger along its
length once, twice, three times.  The bound and helpless Super Heroine tried to
buck and strained at her bonds frantically.  "Oh, yeah.  Justice Girlie loves
some alone time all tied up and helpless.  It makes you wet, doesn't it?  And
very sensitive to the touch."
	"How dare you!  Release me this instant!"
	"You want release?  Now?  OK."
	"No!  I didn't mean...!"  Shadow pushed two fingers deep into her sopping wet
cunt.  "Oooooo."
	"Oh, you like that, don't you?" Shadow said.  "You're as big a slut as they
say.  I saw all the live sex and video shorts on SuperHeroinesExposed.com and it
never looked rehearsed or like you were faking it then, either."
	She pumped her fingers in and out of Justice Girl's twat for what seemed an
eternity to her prisoner.  Then she moved up close and Justice Girl felt the tip
of the dildo press against her tingling pussy.  Indeed, she was a-tingle from
her pussy to her navel and halfway down her thighs.  Justice Girl swallowed
hard, for she knew she couldn't take the massive dildo for long before her body
betrayed her.
	"Relax and enjoy," Shadow said and thrust her lovely hips forward.
	"Aaiiee," Justice Girl cried.  "Ooooo.....God."
	Despite her best efforts, her body was betraying her.  Her back arched and her
hips rotated to give Shadow easier access to her throbbing twat.   She wanted
desperately to fight the terribly wonderful feeling radiating throughout her
over heated body.  Within a minute of the dildo's penetration Justice Girl was
panting like a dog.
	"Damn, you are enjoying this!  What a wanton slut," Shadow said, panting as
well.  Then her latex-gloved hand slapped Justice Girl's firm, round ass cheek. 
"Say it.  Tell me what you are.  Tell the cameras what you are!"
	Justice Girl bit her lip and groaned as Shadow rammed the entire ten inches of
the strap-on home.  She was riding Justice Girl's twat hard, like it was her
last time ever to enjoy life's greatest pleasure.  Her body was tingling now,
with that warm wash just starting that said she'd reached the point of no
return.
	SMACK!
	"Say it!"
	SMACK!
	"I'm a wanton slut!" Justice Girl cried, and the orgasm exploded.  "Eeeooowww!"
	Shadow intensified her fucking as the orgasm rolled within Justice Girl.  The
bound Super Heroine gasped and cried, gloved hands clawing at the air as her
magnificent blonde mane was whipped back and forth by her bucking.
	SMACK!
	"Say you are now called Wanton Girl!  Say it!"
	"I am Wanton Girl!  I am Wanton Girl!" she cried, and another orgasm claimed
her.  "Oh, God, I am so wanton."
	"Yes you are," Shadow said, taking a deep breath and pulled the dildo out.
	Justice Girl collapsed with in her bounds, just hanging there spent.  So Shadow
grinned and lifted the dripping wet dildo a few inches and thrust again.  Her
asshole resisted a bare moment, but the surprise was complete.  Poor emotionally
and physically exhausted Justice Girl threw her head back and screamed.  Her
body tensed up and her back arched.
	"Oopsie," Shadow said in her best baby girl voice.  "Did I do something bad?"
	"Please stop.  I can't take it anymore."
	Shadow slowly pumped the massive dildo in and out, going a little deeper with
every thrust.  Justice Girl's bunghole quickly adjusted to the girth of the
dildo, and the helpless heroine just as quickly started show signs of enjoying
this new activity.
	"What are you?"
	"I'm a wanton slut," she gasped out.
	"Say it again."
	"I'm a wanton slut.  I'm a wanton slut," Justice Girl cried.  "I am Wanton
Girl, a worthless slut."
	"I like that!  You are a worthless slut, and you deserve this, too." Shadow
said.  "You were mean and arrogant, and I am punishing for it."
	"Yes, I deserve to be punished," she said.  "I'm a worthless, wanton slut. 
Fuck me.  Fuck me hard."
	And she did.  Justice Girl lost herself quickly.  Soon, nothing mattered but
the incessant pumping of the dildo and erotic feelings it produced.  She
actually cried when Shadow grew too tired to continue.
	"Sorry, Wanton Girl," Shadow said, coming around front.  She thrust the pussy
juice dripping dildo in her face.  "Lick it clean, Wanton Slut Girl."
	Justice Girl's hot, wet pink tongue immediately darted out and guided the
length of molded rubber into her eager mouth.  She licked and sucked in for
several minutes, until Shadow was satisfied it was clean enough.
	Once again Justice Girl hung limply in her bounds, and upon the makeshift rack. 
After a few minutes, when she'd gotten most of her wind back, she looked up to
see Shadow well into her task.  She was taking down the video equipment.
	"What's going to happen to me?" Justice Girl said breathlessly.
	She could imagine.  Most likely scenario: sold to white slavers.  The white
slavers would ship her overseas to a new master, who would either keep her as
his private plaything, or she'd be sold to a pimp or brothel.
	"That's up to you, Wanton Girl," Shadow said.  "I'm leaving.  The drug should
be wearing off soon, at which point you can use your Power to cut yourself
loose.  I suggest you forget anything and everything you saw tonight.  Don't
look for me or say anything.  If you interfere with my investigation, then I'll
sell these tapes to SuperHeroinesExposed.com.  Then everyone will see that you
are a worthless, wanton slut.  You will be the official laughing stock of the
Super Heroine world.  Everyone will be calling you Wanton Girl."
	With that she snapped the case closed on the last camcorder.  The departed,
turning the lights out.  Justice Girl remained in the pitch-black room, all
alone and listened as an engine started and Shadow drove away.  As promised, her
Power returned some forty minutes later.
	"I can't believe this happened," Justice Girl muttered as she adjusted the
plumpness of her spectacular tits in her bustier.  "That bitch has me over a
chair, so to speak.  Damn her."
	There wasn't anything to do now.  Justice Girl couldn't afford to have those
tapes released.  She'd be ruined.  She'd have to give up her life as a Super
Heroine and going into hiding in shame.
	Stepping outside, finally, she didn't even look around to see where Shadow took
her, Justice Girl just leapt into the air and summoned her Power.  She wrapped
herself in protective lightning and shot away with the speed and thunderous roar
of a cannon shot.

THE END