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SOLAR WOMAN: NO PLACE LIKE HOME

By Dark One

Solar Woman smiled smugly as she gazed at the two-story home with the manicured lawn and wrap around porch. She struck a classic super heroine pose, silver gloved hands on blue sheathed, well rounded hips, below a silver bustier. In just two weeks she'd traced the Internet Bandits to this address, after the police were completely incapable of locating them during a fifteen month investigation.

"Once again, I have to save the day," she muttered, emerald green eyes flashing at the thought of how contrite the Police would be as this bust was announced. Feeling a moment of pride, she drew herself to her full six feet, her 42DD chest jutting out proudly. She started around the side of the house as she pressed on her blue mask, to ensure it never came off while she was Solar Woman. Her face was instantly recognizable throughout the city, since she wasn't only one of Star City's richest citizens, but it's new Mayor, too. "When will MEN learn not to underestimate women, especially superior women."

<And especially super heroines,> she thought, grinning smugly.

It had only taken her two weeks to track down the location from which computer hackers were stealing millions from government, banks and rich citizens, and only three days since she got the last clue. Everyone was so afraid to admit anything untoward was happening, because they feared it would inspire other hackers to go after them. The police couldn't get any really pertinent information from the victims, but Solar Woman could.

It was early evening, just past full dark. The street was empty, with everyone mostly sitting down to dinner on that warm Friday evening. Solar Woman doubted anyone inside the house, or any of the neighbors, spotted her sneaking around the house, in her very distinct silver and blue costume. She was, after all, the premier super heroine in Star City, and renowned founder and leader of the Dusk to Dawn group.

"Those obnoxious fat cats buckled quickly enough when face to face with a real super heroine," she muttered, grinning at the memory. The bankers were the hardest nut to crack. But crack they did, and with that information she managed to determine the hackers were operating from the house before her. "Time to put the Internet Bandits out of business."

There were no cars in the driveway. The garage door was closed and locked, as was the front door. Solar Woman peeked in all the windows, the stiletto heels of her silver calf boots clicking quietly on the wood porch, but saw no one or any sign the house was occupied at that moment. But around back her luck changed, hearing multiple male voices from a basement door.

Grinning, she took a special lock picking tool out of a compartment on the utility belt around her right thigh. She inserted the key shaped end into the lock, flicked a switch and the custom lock-picker quickly and silently configured itself into the correct key, and the sexy super heroine silently opened the door. The gleeful male voices continued on, not suspecting their illicit larceny was about to come to an abrupt end. Followed by a long "vacation" in state prison.

The statuesque super heroine eased down the short staircase to the house's basement. She paused to look around at the base of the stairs, shaking her head woefully to realize it was a juvenile male's basement bedroom. The walls were covered in posters of scantily clad women, mostly pop tartlets, supermodels and porn actresses and models. There had to be ten computers setup, four just on one table pushed against the far wall, all with oversized monitors and huge speakers. Four screens showed screensavers on, displaying picture after picture of half naked women.

Four of the geekiest looking young men she'd ever seen sat before the other four computers setup in the middle of the room, trading jokes. One was picking his nose, rubbing the buggers on the underside of his desk. She screwed up her beautiful masked face in disgust.

"Ha! Another hundred thou, bros. Say thank you to First National Bank and Trust for their generous 'loan,'" a blonde geek said, smirking at his comrades. He leaned back in his swivel chair and intertwined his fingers behind his head. "You know, there is no place like home to make our fortune."

Emerald eyes flashing, Solar Woman stepped out in the room, and said, "No place like home to get your criminal butts whipped!"

The inside stairs up to the ground floor was to her left. The geeks were trapped, with her between them and both exits. The sexy raven-maned super heroine smiled smugly at them as she assumed a super heroine pose. Four geeks gawked at her tits, and gulped.

"A little respect, miscreants," she growled. "I'm not some cheap floozy to be ogled shamelessly."

"Huh? Oh, yeah, right," a curly-haired, bespeckled geek said, standing up. His hands dropped to cover his crotch that she noticed was tented. Arousing weak men wasn't new to her, so the super sexy super heroine was able to ignore it. "Hi! I'm, um, Albert Herman. And this is, like, my house." He looked her up and down twice more, then swallowed hard, "Can I help you, Solar Woman?"

"Is this really your house, boy? Or is it your parents' house?" Solar Woman said, looking him over doubtfully. The upper floors were decorated rather well, and she could see his idea of decorating all around her.

"Oooh, slap down," another geek crowed, grinning.

"Shut up, dufus."

"No, you're a dufus," he said. Pointing at Solar Woman, "Even Solar Bimbo saw through you, dork."

"What? How dare you disrespect my honored and respected name!" Solar Woman growled, taking another step inside, silver gloved fists clenched. "I don't know how four IMMATURE juvenile delinquents managed to hack into and rob so many major institutions, but the police will get to the bottom of it soon enough."

"Oh, shit, she knows!" the balding geek cried in an irritating whiny voice, jumping to his feet and looking about to pee his pants. "We've got to get out of the country, dudes."

"Shut up, Anthony," Ken said, taking charge. "There's four of us to one of her. We're all fully grown men, Solar Twit. Do the math. Four MEN against one bimbo in tights. Men win."

Emerald eyes narrowed and she crossed her arms beneath her 42DDs, drawing all of their attention THERE again. Annoyed, she began tapping her foot and growing angrier and angrier.

"Yeah," the fourth geek piped in, suddenly excited. The one that likes to pick his nose. He was the tallest at five eight, and the skinniest, with dark eyes and long dark greasy looking hair. Did he ever wash it? "Abrams First Law, four men against one woman equals gang bang time."

She could only assume he was the aforementioned “Abrams.”

"Good one, Timmy," Ken said, laughing.

"You forgot to add in one very important variable," Solar Woman said. "I'm a super heroine in her prime, and you are a bunch of pathetic geeks. If you don't surrender nice and easy, I'll take you down hard. Painfully hard. Like mop the floor with you hard."

"She's more stuck up that a cheerleader," Timmy said.

"Are you boys still in High School?" Solar Woman asked, shaking her woefully. She saw a way to really pissed them off, and maybe make them even more reckless. “I would say Freshmen.”

They gawked at her a long second. Flabbergasted. Then anger bled into their expressions.

"What! We're college seniors," Ken squawked, eyes furious. He stepped forward aggressively, pushed his thick glasses back up his too small nose and glared at her. "I tell you, we're men! Strong men."

"If you keep disrespecting US, we'll have to teach you better," Timmy said, now standing. They were all suddenly in a semi-circle before her, eyes blazing with indignation.

"Men! No matter how small and weak they are, they always think they are bigger, stronger and tougher that every woman," Solar Woman said, frowning. "If you don't back down and surrender, I will be forced to resort to violence. I don't want to hurt you boys, but -- "

"Boys!" Timmy and Ken cried angrily. “She called us boys again!”

"Get her!" Anthony shouted.

They all rushed her.

Solar Woman stepped left, swept Ken's and Albert's feet away with one sweeping kick just above ankle high, did a back flip over them and dropped into a fighting stance. Timmy jumped over his friends screaming like a banshee. He screamed like a ten year old girl when she kicked him in the nuts, though, and fell to his knees before her.

The last geek saw what happened to his cohorts in crime, and turned tail and started up the stairs. Solar Woman caught Anthony five steps up, and flipped him back over her shoulder and down the starts, to fall atop the first two downed geeks, who were just starting to climb back to their wobbly feet.

"Ooofff," they grunted, going back down.

Ken tried to rise again, so Solar Woman placed her silver booted foot on his rump and thrust him forward and into Timmy. Seconds later, four sets of eyes turned toward her with expressions of shock and awe.

"You boys ready to play nice yet?" Solar Woman said smugly.

"Think," Albert said. "We're superior intellectuals. We can't let this fat-titted bimbo whip us. Action Plan Alpha Three."

"Aye, Captain, Action Plan Alpha Three, Aye," the other three said, and jumped up to their feet.

Solar Woman dropped into a fighting stance, now wary. They had an Action Plan? One that covered HER showing up? Then it occurred to her. Captain? They called him “captain?” Her first thought – Trekkies! He thinks he’s Captain Kirk or maybe the English Captain, that pretended to be French on the show. She couldn’t recall the name.

<Geeks,> she thought.

"Engage," Albert shouted.

Instead of attacking as the sexy super heroine expected, the four geeks split up and ran to the four corners of the basement. Then they turned to face her with determined faces.

Solar Woman slowly walked to the center of the room, next to their primary computers. She regarded the geeks a long moment, frowning, annoyed.

"So that is how you want to play, huh?" she said. No response. "Fine, I'll take you down one at a time if I have too, but you should know there is strength in numbers. You just made my job easier, if a little longer."

"If we want any lip off you, Solar Bitch, we'll take it off our zippers," Timmy said.

"You cried like a girl when I hit you," Solar Woman said, and saw her jab hit home. The little geek was livid. "Crybaby."

"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!" he screamed, charging her.

Solar Woman easily flipped him over her hip, sending him crashing into one of the desks. The computer and monitor came crashing down on him, but he jumped to his feet as he struggled to free himself of cabling.

The other three charged her then. Ken arrived first, so she caught his wild swing and hurled him into Anthony, then kicked out to the side and connected with Albert's chin. The valiant vigilante grinned as three more geeks hit the floor.

Then she heard Timmy scream.

Solar Woman turned just it time to see him swing something at her. She threw up her arm instinctively to block, but it proved to be a computer mouse at the end of a long cable. So it swung around her arm, wrapped three times around her head and the mouse slammed into her nose.

"Oh!" she cried, disoriented and stumbling.

"Get her!" Timmy cried, and jerked the mouse cable with all his strength.

Solar Woman suddenly was spun around like a top as the mouse was ripped off her head. She spun and stumbled into another desk, bringing that computer down atop her this time.

"Ugh!" she grunted when she hit the floor, then the monitor fell on her. "Oooff! Ooooh."

The super sexy heroine saw the geeks all charge her. She knew a moment's panic. To be defeated by those geeks would be too humiliating. So she scrambled to her feet and into a fighting stance. But they'd learned their lessons well.

Ken came in first, swinging a keyboard over his head, and sent it smashing into her back. Then Albert ran up with a monitor in hand, and thrust it violently into her chest, smashing her over the desk to lie in a pile on the other side.

"Oh, you are going to pay for that," she groaned, staggering to her wobbly feet. Three of the geeks now swung computer mouses over their heads, eyes hard and narrowed. Determined little geeks. Ken still had the keyboard, now partly smashed after hitting her. "You boys are just making it tougher on yourselves. I seriously suggest you reconsider and surrender while you can."

"I must admit, she's one arrogant super bimbo," Albert sneered.

They all looked at each other, and nodded. Then started inching closer and closer.

"Hey, Solar Cunt," Albert called, and swung his mouse at her. She threw up her arm to block, even as she ducked her head. To her surprise, the mouse wrapped around her wrist and held. "Got her!"

"I'll pop her in the head," Timmy called, swinging his mouse at her head.

Again, instinct kicked in and she threw her other arm up to block, and the mouse wrapped around it, too. They all laughed, making her feel worse than a fool. She'd fallen into their trap.

“What a moron,” Timmy sneered. “She fell for that trick TWICE in just one minute. It’s an insult to bimbos to call her a bimbo.”

Solar Woman felt her face burning. So humiliating.

"Let go of me, you miserably miscreants!" she cried, struggling fruitlessly.

"Doesn't work for us, Solar Slut," Ken said, and brought the keyboard down on her head with both hands.

The keyboard shattered into a thousand pieces. Solar Woman stared at him open-mouth a long second, then her eyes rolled up and she collapse bonelessly to the floor.

"Wow! We did it!" Albert cried. "We beat up a super heroine."

"Are we men or what?" Timmy said, flexing his muscles.

"Stupid men," Solar Woman groaned, then rolled to her feet. "Idiots, I was down, but not out. I won't underestimate you again."

They had released their ends of the mouse cables in their surprise, so she easily shook off the mouse cables. They didn’t understand how durable and awesomely tough super heroines were. Then she attacked ruthlessly.

"Ack!" Albert cried, being seized by the wrist and spun round and round. She finally released him to go crashing into the only desk still intact. "Uggh."

Solar Woman spun around and sent a roundhouse into the side of Timmy's head, causing him to flip right there and crumbling in a heap at her feet. Narrow eyes blazing emerald fire, the statuesque super heroine then turned to regard the last two geeks.

Ken turned and raced toward the stairs into the house. She grabbed a chair and threw it with all her considerable might, and caught him in the small of the back. He crashed into a moaning and groaning heap at the base of the stairs. And that left Anthony.

"Tell me, Anthony, don't you wish you surrendered nice and friendly now?" she said, slowly stalking him. He looked at Albert as he tried to stand up using his own desk as a brace, but dropped to the floor again with a whimper. "Oopsie, no rescue coming from that direction. Problem is, you are waiting for the cavalry to arrive and save you. But you are one of the bad guys. I AM the cavalry, and I arrived to get you."

"What you are is very annoying," Anthony said, suddenly grinning smugly.

Solar Woman was alert. No sounds from the other three. Was Anthony just trying to distract her? To make her take her eyes off him and look behind herself? She had to fight the urge to look back at the other three.

The voluptuous vigilante heard a loud "POP" and felt a pair of sharp picks in her shapely hiney. An instant later a major jolt of electricity ripped through the masked marvel.

"Yeeeeeoooooooooooeeeeeeeeewwww!"

Solar Woman threw her head back and screamed. Her arms flew wide and her back arched. The jolt only lasted a few seconds, but it totally scrambled the super heroine's brain and body. The second the charge was spent, Solar Woman collapsed into a groaning pile of sexy girl flesh.

"Hit her again," Anthony said, grinning victoriously down at her.

Another geek zapped Solar Woman with his stun gun. They gathered around and laughed as they spent the next five minutes taking turns zapping her stupid and watching her spectacular body spasm in the most delightful ways.

“Let’s get this party started,” Ken said, smacking his lips and rubbing his hands together as he eyed her jostling tits. “Starting with getting her out of that stripper outfit.”

“Ken is a GENIUS,” Anthony laughed.

“Yeah, an evil genius,” Timmy added.

“Not to mention horny genius,” Albert said. “And I am, too!”

“Tie her up first,” Anthony said. “That’s where criminals screw up. They don’t secure the super heroines they capture before starting the gang bang. But we’re all geniuses and won’t make their mistakes.”

“Hey, I have an idea!” Albert said, looking up with evil glee. “See that steel hook in the ceiling? We can hang her from that.”

Anthony said, “Great idea, dude. My father put that end when I was a little kid. I used to have a swing hanging from it. He said it would hold five hundred pounds.”

“I don’t know,” Timmy said. He eyed Solar Woman a second. “I think each of those tits weight about three hundred, so that would be way over.”

They all laughed at that. Solar Woman was still out cold, so they bound her wrists together then ran the loose end through the ring in the ceil. While Timmy, Albert, and Ken lifted Solar Woman up as high as they could, moaning and groaning the whole time, Anthony secured the other end of the rope securely to his bed across the room. It was the only thing in the basement heavy enough to hold her weight.

“Oh yes, that is a beautiful sight,” Timmy said, looking Solar Woman over as she gently swung at the end of the rope, her bound wrist pulled high and tips of her feet barely scraping on the floor. “Sexiest piñata I ever saw, I tell you.”

“Si,” Albert said. He grabbed his crotch. “I have a big stick to hit her with, too.”

“Hey, me first,” Anthony said, stepping forward and starting to pull off his shirt.

“Why you?” Ken said, frowning.

“My house. Duh.”

“No argument from me,” Timmy said. “I call dibs on her butt hole, though.”

“Ooh, gonna break a taboo, huh?” he said, very excited as he looked her over. “But we can’t titty fuck her or get head while she’d hanging like that.”

“We’ll fuck her stupid first,” Anthony said. “Then we’ll take her down and make her give us all great super heroine head.”

“Yeah, she’ll be tamed by then,” Timmy said. “We can double team her, front and back, until then.”

“Wicked sweet,” Ken said. “I like that idea. I get sloppy seconds after Timmy.”

Anthony, now stripped completely, stepped up to Solar Woman and felt her up for a long moment, before letting his hands roam all over her super stacked body. Timmy stepped up behind her, and promptly unzipped her silver bustier. Seconds later Solar Woman’s spectacular 42DDs spilled out. They all just gawked at her naked tits a long moment.

“Wicked sweet,” Ken breathed, awed.

Anthony began fondling Solar Woman, and she began to moan and groan, starting to come around. It took her a good three minutes to regain her senses, and she wasn’t sure she wanted to be awake anymore. He chose that moment, after locking smug eyes with her, to suck in an erect, sensitive nipple and start sucking. Sucking hard.

“Yeeeoow! Pig!” she cried. “How dare you touch me like that! How dare you strip my breasts! I demand you untie me this instant. I am Solar Woman, leader of Dusk till Dawn. I demand respect!”

“Wow, girls talk too much,” Albert said. “All they ever do is yap, yap, yap.”

“Yeah. We should gag her,” Timmy said. He reached around and unfastened her pants, and began pulling them down until she was exposed to her knees. “Look at that, matching thong panties!” He ripped the blue thongs, with the Dusk till Dawn emblazon over her pubic mound, completely off and pressed it to his nose. “Mmm, smells like tuna.”

“Oh! You…you….vile men!”

“Hey, she finally admitted we are men,” Anthony said, finally releasing her nipple. He reached down and caressed her bikini waxed, close-cropped pussy. His bold fingers’ rubbed her nether lips, pulling a tiny gasp from her full red lips, making her tense up. “She’s horny as hell. Sopping wet. Did you see her react to my touch?”

“What a raging slut,” Albert sneered.

Solar Woman kicked at Albert, but hanging like that she couldn't control her direction, and had no power in her kicks. In fact, the kick set her to swinging all around. The geeks laughed and Timmy grabbed her around the waist and steadied her.

“Albert, you and Ken each grab a leg and pull her legs out as far as you can,” Anthony said.

“No!” she cried, but it was too late.

They pulled her legs wide. Of course, they had to use scissors to cut the crotch out of her pants, splitting them. Very wide. Almost a split wide. That had multiple benefits for the geeks. First and foremost, it immobilized her completely. Made her steady and opened her nether regions to exploitation. It gave Anthony and Timmy easier access to her pussy and sphincter.

“It you stop now and surrender to me, there is still a chance of getting off with probation instead of going to prison for rape,” Solar Woman cried, emerald green eyes wide in terror as she looked all around.

“Duh, Solar Bimbo, we’ll still go to prison for stealing all that money,” Anthony said. He slapped her tits around a long moment, enjoying the way they jostled and jiggled. “We have you dead to right, so we might as well have some fun. Whether we rape you or not, it will not matter how many years we spend it prison. If caught. But, if we release you, then we WILL be caught and go to prison.”

“Duh,” Timmy said, and pushed his finger up her sphincter.

“Oh! Oh! Stop that!” Solar Woman cried, thrust her hips forward in a vain attempt to escape Timmy’s finger. “That’s not allowed. That is a terrible sin.”

“Then you’re fine with this?” Anthony said, pushing his finger into her pussy, deep into her vagina.

“Oh!” she cried. Her emerald eyes rolled up and her hips thrust back, trying to escape that finger. Then forward to escape that plunging finger, and then back again to escape Anthony’s finger again. “Mercy!”

“You see that, the bimbo is fucking herself on our fingers! What a wanton harlot,” Timmy cried with wicked delight. “What a sceezy slut.”

“Whore,” Albert said.

“Tramp,” Ken said.

Both fingers were pulled out of the sexy super heroine, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe they had seen the light and would release her now. But it wasn’t to be. Her eyes widened when Anthony reached down and hefted his cock. She couldn’t tear her eyes off that cock. He smiled at her and moved up closer, until the head of his dick was pressed against her pussy lips.

“Now we’re going to nail your sweet ass, Solar Bitch,” he said, and thrust his hip with force.

“Uuuggghhhh!” she cried, head thrown back. “Ooooh, that is so wrong.”

“Maybe, but it feels sooo right,” Anthony said. “Oh yeah, this feels great. Such a tight pussy. Very tight.”

Solar Woman groaned low and wantonly, unable to comprehend anything could feel so great and be so wrong. He felt a lot bigger than he looked before he impaled her. The butterflies in her lower belly erupted and a burning heat began in and around her groin. Then she felt Timmy ease up behind her, and she remembered his plans for her body at that time. Her sphincter squeezed shut.

“Whoa, she just got super tight back here,” Timmy. “Entry denied. Ha, that won’t last.”

Timmy forced his finger into her butt hole again. She felt it much more profoundly now that she was actively trying to keep him out. Trying hard and unsuccessfully. Of course, while she tried to keep Timmy out it left Anthony free to so anything he wanted. Not that she could do anything about it.

Anthony was doing a number on the sexy super heroine, too. The butterflies had been consumed by the liquid heat. She realized she was beginning to sweat and her belly began to quiver and quake. To her shock, the statuesque super heroine realized she was building toward climax. A big orgasm, too.

“You both need to stop now,” she said. “Before it is too late.”

“It is too late, babe. Too late for you,” Timmy said into her ear. He shoved a second finger up her poop chute. With two fingers pistoning in and out of her sphincter Solar Woman groaned and shook her head, trying to get control of her libido and oversexed body. Then he had three fingers inside her, ripping a long, low moan from her full red lips. “Liked that, huh?”

Timmy pulled his fingers out. She relaxed, finally a moment to relax at long last. That tiny loss of concentration was her undoing, though. The liquid heat Anthony was generating with his cock erupted, starting to roll towards that point of no return. She fought desperately to stop it, to regain control.

Timmy shoved his cock up against her sphincter. Her emerald eyes flew wide.

“Contact,” Timmy said. Then he shoved, penetrating her relaxed sphincter. “We have penetration.”

The other geeks laughed. Solar Woman screamed.

“Aaaaaaayyyyyyyyy! Take it out! Take it out!” she cried. “You’re tearing me in half. I can’t take it. Too much…oh! Dear God, no!” The climax exploded. It was beyond anything she’d ever felt before. “Aaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

“Wow, there goes the myth that the female orgasm is a myth,” Ken said. “This slut just had a major orgasm.”

Solar Woman thought he didn’t understand just how right he was. A couple more of those and she would face the possibility of being tamed. Tamed. A super heroine’s worst nightmare.

Anthony and Timmy found they could just stand there all rigid and push her back and forth between them, swinging her, making her slide up and down their hard dicks. When she slid down Anthony’s cock, she was at the same time sliding up Timmy’s. The worst part, the swinging super heroine thought, was she was enjoying it as much or more than the two geeks.

“I have money. I’ll give you my account information and you can clean out my account,” she cried. “Just stop fucking me.”

“No,” Anthony said. He started sucking on a tit again, while Timmy was fondling her from behind. “We like fucking your fat ass, bitch.”

Timmy’s cock started to swell even more. She could tell. It intensified her pleasure immensely. He seized her hips tightly, and began swinging her harder, faster. Solar Woman realized he was about to cum inside her. That ignited her libido. The liquid heat flared up, making her pant and sweat. Then he exploded deep inside her, pressing and holding his cock inside as he ejaculated.

“Aaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeee!” she cried, climaxing again. That got Anthony overexcited and he came inside her pussy, filling her with hot seed from that direction. Solar Woman arched her back, threw her head back and screamed another orgasm. “Uuggghhhhhhhhhhh!”

The sexy super heroine’s pussy and sphincter quivered and clenched around the two invading cocks, expertly milking them of every drop of cum without thought. The two cocks still inside her kept her at the edge of another climax, so aroused and panting. Then the two geeks pulled out, and two more geeks replaced them.

The first two geeks took over holding her booted feet up and her legs spread in a midair split that left her so utterly vulnerable. Ken quickly mounted her sphincter, then Albert pushed into her pussy

“Oh, yeesss,” she groaned, then felt her face flame. “Oh, you’re starting to corrupt my body. You must stop before….”

“Before what?” Ken said. “Before we TAME you?”

“No, of course…ooohh…not…before….before you….uh, before you….oh, God, stop!”

They all laughed. It disgusted her at how much fun they were having abusing her so insidiously. She was being tamed. No doubt about it. Solar Woman was just barely keeping hold of herself as it was. Much more, and she might not want to be saved.

“You will never get away with this! My super heroine associates will come looking for me,” she cried, feeling the liquid heat beginning to build up again. “The Dusk till Dawn super heroine team will be eager for vengeance. You all will be doomed.”

“I don’t think so,” Anthony said. “Fuck her harder. I think she’s like five seconds from being tamed.”

“Yes!” Ken cried, starting to fuck her harder and faster, while fondling her massive mammaries from behind. “Let’s tame this sweet piece of ass now.”

“I’m with you, dude,” Albert said, also beginning to fuck harder and faster. “She belongs to us.”

“Sweet lord, Nnnooooooo!” Solar Woman cried, climaxing. Then she climaxed again. “Aaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeee!” And again, “Aaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiieeeeeee!”

“Wahoo!” Anthony cried. “Look at her go. She’s having machine gun climaxes.”

“Wow,” Timmy said.

Solar Woman lost the will to fight the orgasms. She had one right after another, savoring the feel of two cocks inside her, sliding in and out, faster and faster, harder and harder, frying her mind and soul. It was GLORIOUS!

“I am TAMED! Yes! Yes! I am TAMED!”

Excited, the four geeks took turns on her pussy and ass, fucking her for hours. It was late night when then finally cut her down to collapse in a quivering heap at their feet. Solar Woman was forced to her knees, and had to lick their cocks and balls completely clean. Then, still on her knees, Ken and Albert untied her wrists and pulled her arms behind her back.

“Get her hogtied and then we’ll decide what we’ll do with her,” Anthony said.

Solar Woman struggled, but they had too tight of a hold on her. After hanging from the ceiling for hours untold she had little strength left in her arms. After hours of nonstop fucking, she had little will to fight them. But the prospect of being completely under their unmerciful power terrified her.

Boom!

“Anthony, we’re home!” a woman’s voice echoed down from above.

“My parents,” he said, and they all panicked.

Solar Woman jerked her hands free. She leapt to her feet and raced towards the stairs. The geeks cried out and followed. But mortal terror gave her speed, and the sexy super heroine flew up the stairs to the outside door, the way she came in. Outside, she turned and raced down the driveway and vanished into the dark before the geeks made it outside.

Solar Woman found her car, and climbed inside. She scowled at the geeks down the street. They were pointing at her. She turned the key, and the engine roared to life as they came running at her. The fools. Weren’t they afraid she’d run them down with the car? She wanted to, but couldn’t. As a super heroine she had to take the High Road at all times.

Sometimes it was hard.

“I’ll be back, geeks,” she vowed, and turned the wheel hard and hit the gas as the geeks arrived. Two of them slapped at the car, but she didn’t hesitate. The statuesque super heroine would not PURPOSELY run them over, but if they got in her way….

They were smarter than that. They jumped out of her way, and she raced away. Soon, Solar Woman reached home and parked her car in its secret garage. Taking the hidden stairs up, she soon found herself in her own master bath, striping off the remnants of her respected costume.

“I can’t believe I let those geeks, of all people, capture me,” she said, disgusted by all the sticky cum coating her shapely body. Jizm was oozing out of her pussy and sphincter. She would have to clean and disinfect her driver’s seat, too. Later. First, she needed to clean up and then figure out her next move. “Those boys are going down. After what they did to me, they will go down hard, too.”

Stepping into the shower, Jessica turned the water on real hot. She needed hot to scald off the geek cum and finger prints. She felt so dirty. So terribly dirty. The shapely black-maned beauty spent a good forty-five minutes in the shower, thoroughly scrubbing every square inch of her incredible body, then starting over and did it again, and again.

“What are you, half fish or something?” Timmy’s voice said.

“Huh?”

The shower curtain was shoved aside and she saw all four geeks leering at her. All were inside her bathroom. Impossible. They couldn’t have known. She was never unmasked, never lost consciousness.

“How?”

“Homing device. Duh,” Ken said. He pulled his glasses off, for they were steaming up in the bathroom with the scalding hot water she was using. “Why do you think we were all slapping at your car, Solar Slut?”

She’d never thought of it. It never occurred to her they’d put a homing device on her car. She felt so foolish. Anyone else and she would’ve stopped and checked her car over before going all the way home. Solar Woman couldn’t believe mere geeks would so something like that.

Timmy grabbed her wrist and yanked her out of the shower. Jessica stumbled into Albert’s arms. He grinned up at her. Indeed, all the geeks were shorter than her, even while she was barefooted. Seconds later, Anthony grabbed her wrist and jerked her out of Albert’s arms and pulled out of the bathroom.

Jessica was thrown onto her own king-sized bed. Four geeks jumped on the bed with her. She was pressed down into the covers, and Timmy moved up between her legs.

“Gang bang part deaux,” Timmy said. “Subtitled, the Taming of a Sexy Mayor.”

“You know?”

“That you are Mayor Armstrong? Of course. You still think we are idiots?” Ken said, angry. He backhanded her brutally. “Bitch. We’re smarter than you, more informed than you, and STRONGER than you. You MIGHT be a superior woman, but we are SUPERIOR men. Man trumps woman. Solar Dork.”

Timmy mounted the stunned beauty. Her legs spread wider without thought. Ken and Anthony held her arms down while Timmy went to town. Meanwhile, Albert logged onto her personal computer, laughing to find her passwords were all saved so he didn’t have to ask her for them. Within minutes her checking and savings were cleaned out. Then he started working the paperwork needed to transfer ownership of all of her assets to a corporation they’d created – Intellectual Properties, Inc.

One after another, the geeks took their turn between her legs. They left her a panting, sweating mess, mind scrambled and body quaking. Then they flipped her over onto all fours. Albert mounted her sphincter, and Anthony started rubbing his cock in her face.

“Tell me, Jessica, who is Comet Girl? What's her secret identity?”

“Never,” she said. “I will never….Mmmuuunngghh.”

He filled her mouth with cock. She was shocked a moment, then started sucking. After they had all taken a turn in her ass and in her mouth, Anthony asked her again.

“Tell me Comet Girl’s real name.”

Jessica, exhausted from too many climaxes to count. She was broken and panting, and knew it.

“Mercy.”

“Her name?”

Jessica looked up into his unyielding eyes. She licked sore, red lips. “She’s….she is Chloe…Chloe Hamilton.”

“You know the real names of all of the Dusk till Dawn group, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Wahoo,” Ken cried. “We’re making progress. We’ll all have our own pet super heroines by the end of the week.”

“Please, don’t make me do this,” Jessica begged.

“Too late,” Timmy said. “You’re already betrayed Comet Girl. Now we want all of their names. It’s our insurance policy against super heroine interference.”

“Comet Girl is mine,” Albert said.

“Dibs on Puritan,” Ken said.

“I want Southern Girl,” Timmy said, smacking his lips. “I love hot little blondes.”

“If you haven’t guessed,” Anthony said, grinning wickedly. “I already claimed your sweet ass.”

Solar Woman swallowed the lump in her throat. “Now what?”

“First, we’re all going to gang bang you AGAIN,” he said, and laughed. “Then we’re going to finish robbing you blind.”

“And tomorrow, you'll start helping us kidnap all your Dusk to Dawn friends,” Albert said. “Open wide, Solar Slut.”

Albert moved up and pressed his cock to her mouth. She opened wide and accepted his cock docilely. She had no choice. They owned her now.

THE END