Supergirl in RaceQueens

By Supergirlx and Cliff

Part one : Undercover

Supergirl arrived at police headquarters as requested by the chief. Walking through the halls she waved at some of her friends.

"Hi Tam, what you working on ?"

"Chief's got me doing some investigation on two stolen buses." The officer rolled her eyes. "They all can't be glamorous." She laughed walking away.

Supergirl knocked on a door and as a booming voice echoed out.

"Come in"

Inside Supergirl saw her long time friend Chief Smiths seated at his desk chewing his usual bud of a cigar. On the other was a Japanese gentleman in a sharp cut Armani suit.

"Ahh, Supergirl." Both men raised to great her. "I'm glade you came, please sit down. This is Mr. Takomi, his auto show, one of the worlds largest, is in town this week and he has had some serious questions about security.'

"Yes Supergirl." Takomi greeted her. "You must understand there will be millions of dollars of the worlds most advance automobiles ....and we have reason to believe that one or more of them may be the subject of a robbery. Many of our sponsors are extremely worried; they are threatening to pull their displays if we can't reassure them. We would like you to help us.....if possible."

"Hmmmmm, " Supergirl thought for a moment. "what makes you suspicious?"

"Someone broke into the city's library and stole the plans for the convention center and we've arrested three known members of the Triad trying to work as security guards at the show." The Chief added.

"I see. Then what can I do to help ?" Supergirl asked.

"We would like you to go in undercover, Supergirl." Mr. Takomi said. "Every dealer has several ...er...models to showcase there cars, we would like you to be one of them. You would be able to move freely. You'll be unknown to anyone there, no one on the floor will know it's you, we can't risk the leak....you'll be on your own. But you must be careful, we're not sure who we can trust. We are still running checks on al of our employees, technicians and models"

"It seems a bit risky...ok, I'll do it." Supergirl smiled confidently.

"Excellent, you will be a model for my autoworks, Takomi Motors. Here are some photos of some of our past models."

Supergirl's eyes grew wide, looking over the pictures of the beautiful girls with long legs in the small outfits.

"Am I suppose to wear that ?" She asked a bit timid.

"Why yes...all models are dressed this way. " Mr. Takomi smiled. "We have a special on for you that is similar to your costume, made so you can transform into Supergirl at the first sign of trouble."

"Well that sounds ok..."

'Maybe this will be exciting and fun.' She thought.

"Thank you Supergirl, " The Chief rose to shake her hand

"Sure, " she turned to leave. "this is looking like a strange week."

"It's already a strange week." The Chief chuckled.

"What do you mean ?"

"There has been a lot of strange things going on lately...and believe it or not yesterday someone broke into a store in the red light district and made off with a ton of weird bondage stuff. What is someone going to do with that?" He laughed.

"Oh my." Supergirl laughed as she left the office.

The opening of the show was preceded by a great fan fare, news trucks and reporters clamored near the podium in front of the large arena as Mr. Takomi made his speech with several high ranking citizens cutting the opening ribbon. Cannons fired colored streams into the air as a pair of jets flew overhead. The crowd rushed inside marveling at the setup.

They swirled through the Takomi autoshow amazed at some of the exotic automobiles from the worlds greatest builders. Futuristic cars and displays with buzzing lasers and rock music made the floor look like something from a science fiction movie. Everywhere enticing young models in satin tight dresses and short mini-skirts with the automakers logos stitched across them lay glamorously on the innovative machines. Girls in bikinis and high cut swimsuits posed seductively as cameras flash all around them, capturing their beautiful bodies while they sit and pose atop the sleek vehicles. Two cameramen crotched in the front of the Hondara Motors area filming the two scantly clad "H" girls enthusiastically. The pictures from there camera feeds to the large four way monitor that hangs above the floor as onlookers across the show gawk at the leggy models from Hondara Motors demonstrating the features and soft leather interior of the new Dalonz. The models smile and ravished the exposure as the cameras flashed around them until, they smile, striking poses until suddenly they were distracted.

"Takomi Motors is proud to present the future in sports cars...the SR1." Echoed on the loud speaker. Strobe lights and music erupted from the stage across from them. A curtain fell to display the small red stylish convertible slowly turning on a revolving platform as spectators clicked cameras eagerly, many of them stunned by the sexy young girl perched aside the automobile. There was Supergirl in disguise, in front of all. Clad in a skimpy tight fitted white top with the Takomi emblem blazed across her chest just where her "S" stood and a short blue skirt so tiny that it barely covered her. Her long shapely legs gleamed in shiny silk stockings. She turned and giving the crowd a glimpse of her cheeks beneath the micro-skirt.

The crowd shifted toward her and away from the Hondara Girls, to their displeasure. They looked at Supergirl with folded arms and sour looks on their faces. Watching as she seemed to grab the spot light from them.

"Who is that ?" One asked as they watched her. Her image quickly replaced theirs on the large screen. One of them sneered, she didn't like this new cutesy bitch.

Supergirl peered out into the crowd as she posed in front of the car for photos. A sly little man in the front kneeled low to get a picture of her but she noticed him and pulled her skirt down spoiling his picture.

"Ohh !!" The pouting man turned away as she laughed.

'I've got to be careful.' She thought. 'This is fun but I've got to watch out for the crooks and the perverts.' She smiled waving to the crowd.

Among the crowd was a tall gentleman dressed impressively with two large men with him. He wore dark shades and carried what looked like an expensive cane. Slowly he approached Supergirl.

"A very impressive automobile..." he smiled. "...and an even more attractive model."

"Why thank you, sir." Supergirl smiled back at him. She looked at him suspiciously.

"Tell me is this a package deal ? I mean if I bought this car.......would you be included ?"

"No Sir, I'm afraid not." She laughed.

"Then what would it cost me to have just you ?" The man smiled slyly as he looked her up and down. Impressed with this new girl.

Supergirl began to feel uncomfortable as he circled her, eyeing her body. He looked like a hungry animal.

"Sir, I'm not for sale." She began pulling her short skirt down farther.

"Of course you are." He leered at her sexy body in the outfit. "Do you know who I am ?"

Before she could answer one of his bodyguards spoke up.

"This is Mr. Winter Bennington the second.....of Bennington Enterprises." He said as if she should immediately recognize it.

"And I am accustomed to getting what I want." He pulled out a roll of bills. "How much will it cost me to have you escort me upstairs to my suite"

"Like I said sir...I am not for sale." She turned away from them but one of men grabbed her wrist.

"Hey let go !"

"All of you little sluts are for sale. You're so proud to display yourselves in these skimpy costumes," His cane lifted her skirt as the crowd behind him watched in delight, cameras flashed as her skirt was lifted.

"What are you ? Some kind of a cock tease."

"Sir Please." Supergirl pulled away swatting her skirt down.

'I've got to remain calm' she thought 'can't let him bring attention to me.'

He looked at her wickedly.

"I think I'll have a word with your boss."

"Huh ??" She looked back at him.

"I travel to a lot of these shows....and I am a large contributor to them..." He tapped her with the butt of his cane the way a parent does a child. "....and I don't think you're being very hospitable. Perhaps I should have a talk with your boss." He smirked.

"What. "

"Make a complaint against you....Id like to see him come out here and discipline you. Maybe even have you fired !"

"No..." She thought quickly, someone could become suspicious if this escalated.

"I...I need this job...please don't have me fired.." She sobbed. The words left a bitter taste in her mouth but she played up to this vile man. She was at his mercy, she couldn't blow her cover.

"What...what do you want from me ?" She hung her head in shame that he had played his trump card over her. She felt like an object that he owned.

"hmmm..." He smiled delighted at his sexy new plaything. "..well first let's have a look at you."

Supergirl looked up then took a deep breath and walked glamorously away from him, spun and walked back so he could inspect her. The people in the crowd pointed and laughed that she was finally under their control. They wanted to see what the man had planned for her, eagerly watching as he put her through her paces....

"Remove the top. " Supergirl hesitated a moment. A chill shot through her body, she watched as they waited for her, she slowly unzipped the jacket. The shame fell over her as the men leered deeply at her. She pulled the top off and let it drop to the floor revealing her ample cleavage in a much smaller and tighter sports bra.

The man seemed to drool, he loved the way her tits were encased in the smooth silken fabric, perfectly plump and supple, he couldn't wait to take her to his room later, blackmail her into his bed and ravish her. He could already hear her screams of passion.

The crowd watched eagerly, loving the show and even better was her resentment, she looked so pissed off, yet she followed his instructions like a slave to a master, silly girl standing their as she was ordered to undress, haha............and having her display herself against her will was too delicious.

Supergirl was so angry now, she want to jump this jerk and rip him apart as he circled her, looking her over, so close she could feel his breath on her back. She felt his cane sliding along her leg and calf.

"My, very nice. How is it I've never seen you before ? What's your name ?"

She thought quickly. "Athena...this is my first show...I've been in school."

"So a fresh schoolgirl, hmm? You will learn that I could help your career in so many ways. "

Oh God how she hated this !

"Well schoolgirl turn and lets have a look at that striking ass of yours."

"Wha...."

"Now ! "

She started to protest, looking at the eager looking men in the crowd, but instead she bit her lip and turned away from them, taking her skirt in her hands.

'I don't believe I'm doing this. But what choice do I have.' She took a breath then slowly pulled the back of her skirt up to give him a view of her lush bottom.

"Oooohhhh..hahahaaha" She heard the men in the crowd and saw the camera flashes behind her. She looked up at the large screen monitors. There in a close up view was her, holding her skirt up, showing her panty clad ass for everyone to see. People on the floor began looking in all directions trying to find out where this was going on.

'I could kill them all !' She closed her eyes tight, grimacing with rage.

The man walked over closer to inspect her.

"Gasp!" She glanced back as she could feel him with his hands on her. Smoothing her panties tighter to the curve of her bottom, sliding along her stockings.

'MMmmmm...Bastard ! It's obvious he only goes to these shows to sleep with the models, and now he has his sites on me. What a scum!' She thought enduring the humiliation......fighting his touch.

<SMACK !!!> The sound of her ass being spanked echoed out. She was enraged but dared not move, humbled before them.

"Please don't...." She sobbed begging him.

"Whoa....yess !!" The perverts in the crowd cheered. No one intervened, they watched as he continued to play with her.

"My young dear..." he smiled admiring her tightness, his hands still stroking her silky-smooth ass. "you are very...um..nice...and" He looked curiously.

"what type of fetish panties are these ?" Supergirl gulped, pulling her skirt down and turning back to him. She had forgotten her costume was underneath !

"I...I ..think I need a break.....sorry Sir." She tried to walk off but he blocked her way.

"Now did I tell you, you could leave ?" Supergirl's fingernails dug into her fist as her head dropped.

"No." She hated being dominated this way.

"I thought we were just beginning to get to know each other." He lifted her chin with his finger smiling cruelly at her. She could tell what he was thinking.

She couldn't take anymore.

"Mr. Bennington, " She threw a mean look at him. "I think you've seen enough. If you think I'm going up to your room and have sex with you, ...you're wrong. Go find another girl, now if you would excuse me.." She shoved him aside.

"How dare you !" His bodyguards jumped in front of her, blocking the way. "It seems you need a lesson in obedience, slut. Why don't you come over here right now and suck my cock." The man was looking a bit more crazed now, he didn't like her refusing him. He seemed angered that she wasn't impressed with his credentials and now wanted to make her pay. How dare this bitch defy him, his blood race. The crowd looked on watching, waiting to see what happens next.

"No, I'm leaving now....I ...hey !!!" Supergirl was pushed back, pinned behind the display, her arms were stretched out on either side of her, held to the wall by his two bodyguards. They glared at her as they held her for him.

"Leave me alone...don't." she struggled unwilling to expose her true identity.

"Quiet bitch, how would you like me to talk to your manager and have you fired ? I'll tell him how you were rude to me, offended me in an inexcusable manner."

"No, please..I...Im sorry..." she begged. Supergirl now regretted her words, she should have controlled herself better. She dared not use her super-strenth she had to act helpless. She watched as the crowd drew in closer to see what was going on.

"Just as I thought," he smirked, "Just some wannabe slut who thought she was hot shit because she was on display. "

"No..."

He closed in on her close, his hand over her neck threateningly so that she was looking him eye to eye.

"Athena, you think you're something because everyone's admiring that little sexy body of yours in that skimpy costume, the way you use your body. Teasing. All you race girls, using your body to get men to buy these things. Well surprise slut, today we are going to have that fine ass of yours....no more teasing, bitch. "

"When I'm done with you we'll pass that sweet ass of yours around for everyone to have a piece."

"No...please don't make me into your whore....ohhh !!!" She bit her lip as his hands cupped her firm satin covered breast. Inside she tried to control herself, holding herself back. She pretended to struggle, suffering the humiliation, allowing him to massage her legendary breast. She struggled with herself, trying to remain calm...trying to fight her own desires welling inside her.

"please don't hurt me." She said acting. Behind the crowd she could see the two Hondara girls giggling to one another as they stared at her being attacked. She could tell they also wanted to see her in trouble.

"He stroked her bare belly, his hand sliding around her perky breast. Pressing the shiny fabric, stroking the Takomi emblem on her chest. He was in love with the feel of her.

"Mmmmmmmm...." She caught herself, her body twisting at his touch.

'Have to stay calm.' She thought. 'Can't let them find out who I am.' She squirmed, feeling her body coming alive at the feel of being fondled and helpless. Her pulse raced, her breath was hot with desire......and to her horror she could see her nipples pressing through the thin fabric of the top.

Both his hands slid down on her hips, He smiled noticing her hard nipples, he pulled her into him. "So you like it rough then ?"

"Ohhh...please no ....let me go....I did everything you asked of me..mmmmm" she felt his hot mouth on her neck. His hot breath tingling her, she turned away in defiance as he kissed her soft skin, her body shuttered. His body pressed on her, flashes from cameras capturing the events and cheers from the crowd.

"See, you like this don't you." His hands slid behind her palming her lush bottom. He had a handful of her, squeezing her. Supergirl felt herself shutter forward into him. Her mouth found his, as he kissed the helpless race queen hard.

"Ummmuurrrrkkkkkk..." He slapped her ass, causing her to push deeper into him as his tongue swam in her mouth.

His body was so close to her now, she didn't know what to do, her body was betraying her, she was so hot...so wanting.

"No...please....please...mmmmffffffff' Supergirl's eyes widened as he pushed a credit card between her lips gagging her.

"Consider yourself purchased, hahaha." The man's gold card was clenched in Supergirl's teeth as he and his men laughed at how ridiculous she looked.

'No can't let him rape me....what nerve....mmmnngooohhh...what am I going to do ???' She thought.

She could feel herself stewing in her juices. Her body alive, tingling with sensations as he touched her. She tried to pull away from the men who had her pinned.

'Ohh..feeling so hot.....mmy..my superpowers are fading......No...he's weakening me....how did I let this happen??'

She squirmed as the man's hands slid down her silky stocking thighs, and under her skirt. He had her in his clutches, this proud bitch was nothing but jelly now.

"MMMMFFFFF !!!!!" She tried to break away.....it was too late...she had waited too long...she was really helpless !!!!!

He pulled the girl's skirt up revealing her satin red panties and protruding plump mound to the others.

"Now lets see those panties again." He inspected her curiously, amused at her. His hand ran along the fabric.

"MMMfffffff !!!!"

'My Supergirl costume...my panties underneath the skirt...NOOO ..if someone recognizes I could be ruined!!!'

The henchmen held her firm as her efforts redoubled to break free. She could feel his touch on her. Sliding down her mound, parting it just in the center. Stroking the fabric, inspecting her soft hill.

"These panties look like some type of different uniform." He pulled them tight away from her, creasing them inside her ass.

"OOOhhhhhh...." She felt herself slip some of her juices loose, clenching tight on the card between her teeth.

'Get away from me ! Leave me alone....'

Her breath was heavy, she was panting, expecting his touch inside her. She couldn't hold her climax back, it was like a dam building up inside her about to burst. She felt him pulling the super panties to the side, sliding his fingers underneath them.

'Oh God feels so good...mmmmnnn Nooo.. He's going to finger me....right here !!!! Oh God...Noooo...feel sooo helpless....'

He smiled, enjoying having control of her. He nibbled her ear and whispered to her. "When I'm done with you, I'll have you as my personal Bitch. You'll belong to me."

'mmfffggnnnoo'

"..doing whatever I ask...to whoever I say..."

"I'll send you as a gift for lunch with my business acquaintances and then let my secretary have a go at you while I watch, oh she would love you, haha."

"MMMFFFFffm..mno..not lesbianmmm..ooohhh" She murmured then watched helpless as the crowd smiled and leered. She wondered why no one would help her? Did they all want to see her this way ? A thought flashed through her head, ...her on her knees, stained in sticky white cum, made to suck dozens of cocks.

'...so hot....yes...yes...fuck me and get it over with, I'm yours........wait, what am I saying ?...oohhh'

"Not so proud now are you ?"

He touched her tenderly, sliding forward, enjoying his helpless prey. His fingers just outside her, groping her tender flesh. She squirmed, jerking at his touch, mmmfffing through the gag, buckling her hips at his touch. Her back arched as jolts of pleasure shot through her body. She was a mess, he had her. This was her most vulnerable moment ever. If only they knew, she was really Supergirl, ..Supergirl ! Held here, gagged with an expensive credit card like some whore, being fingered by some brash millionaire, at his mercy, squirming in pleasure in front of everyone. He could easily make her cum in front of all here. What would she do then ? How could she escape this humiliation ?

"What's Going on Here ??" From behind the man two extremely large guards in uniforms stood with a disapproving look on there faces.

"What ?? Oh, nothing .." He pulled his fingers back from her. "We were just having a bit of fun."

The guards looked at the disguised Supergirl, the henchmen quickly released her arms and withdrew the card from her mouth.

She fell back trying to gather herself, her body still alive and tingling on edge.

"I think its best you leave sir." The guards glared at them as the crowd behind began to disband.

The man looked at the guards for a moment. He thought about the publicity that would happen if he were arrested.

"Yes of course.." He looked back at the flustered Supergirl. "maybe another time...catch you again then."

As one of the guards escorted the three men out, the other turned to the embarrassed and red faced heroine. "Are you ok Miss ?"

"Yes, thank goodness you came when you did."

"Maybe you'd better take a break."

Supergirl thanked him again, trying to salvage her cover and walked back into the carshow heading towards the model's dressing room. She looked up, catching dirty looks from some of the other girls.

"Slut." She heard one say jokingly.

"...that'll teach her, hahaha"

"....Screwing in public, how disgraceful..."

"..maybe we should welcome her properly.." That sounded like one of the Hondera girls ?

"...I think she wet herself, hahah..."

Red with shame Supergirl disappeared into the dressing rooms, she glanced behind her and noticed several of the other girls following her.

End of Part 1