Supergirl in RaceQueens

By Supergirlx and Cliff

Chapter 2: Backstage Pass

Supergirl left the main floor of the carshow and entered into the dressing room. Inside were several models fixing their makeup and changing into various outfits. She made her way on of the empty vanity tables, taking a seat next to the others, taking out her lipstick and refreshing herself in front of the mirror. Several other models had just come in, they smiled and whispered to others as eyes turned toward the disguised Supergirl as gossip of the events on the floor were relayed.

Athena tried her best to ignore the group of young girls approaching her. She pretended to fix her hair as they walked up behind her.

'No, keep going.' she thought.

"I heard you had Benni kicked out."

She looked up at the reflection behind her of a tall leggy girl in a silver outfit.

"Yeah he was getting um....fresh."

"Fresh?" They laughed. "Girl if you would have been good to him, he would have been very good to you."

"That's right, " One of the Hondara girls injected, "he took me to Paris for a week last year, he doesn't mind spending cash on lovely girls. You missed out on a great opportunity."

Supergirl was getting a bit annoyed. "Well maybe I'm not as 'giving' as you."

Some of the girls giggled and moaned amusingly.

"What's that suppose to mean?" the bikini clad Hondara girl snapped back. "You think you're better than us?"

"No..." Supergirl turned to face her. She stood up looking the girl eye to eye. "...but I'm not going to bed just for some rich playboy's pleasure."

"Are you calling me a whore?" The girl's eyes narrowed, her breath was quickening. Her hands curled in fist at her side. "You're new here, you need to learn your place, slut."

Supergirl's blood was boiling. She didn't like this little girl at all. She looked her over. The smallish girl was not tall for a model at all, but she had a very nice body, firm and tone. Her breast were a bit large for her frame and it showed as the swimsuit she was wearing stretched mercifully across her huge tits expanding on the Hondara logo. Every word she spoke was with pure attitude, she was small but confident.

Before Supergirl could respond the girl lunged at her throwing her back into the vanity. The crowd of models erupted in cheers, eager to see the catfight.

"Ooowwwww!!!" The girl grabbed a fist full of Supergirl's hair pounding her head against the mirror.

Supergirl was weak, but she could feel some of her strength returning. She grabbed the girl's wrist, slowly pulling her hands away, planting her pumps into the girl's stomach and kicked her backwards crashing into a rack of clothing.

Supergirl pulled herself off the table, surprised at the ferocity of the attack. She had little time to prepare because the girl was up and charging at her again. Supergirl caught the attack from the side and was thrown to the ground.

The small girl jumped on top of her, pinning her down.

"MMmmmmmmffffffffff!!!!!!!!!!!!" She struggled to throw the girl off but was smothered by her tits. The girl engulfed Supergirl's face in her smooth satin pillows, forcing herself down on the heroine. The girl pinned her arms above her, hooking her legs around Supergirl's, spreading her wide and defenseless.

The crow of models cheered eagerly watching as the small girl was pinning Athena.

Supergirl struggled, her skirt up exposing her creamy thighs and bright red panties. She wrestled to break free. She could feel Sherry's tight little body pressed hard against hers, the girl was very strong and cunning.

"How's that taste, sweets?" the woman continued to facial Supergirl with her tits. Her hard nipples behind the costume pressing against her mouth, she was stunned at the turn of events. Gasping for breath, she had to throw the girl off before she lost consciousness.

"Get her Sherry!!!!" The others cheered watching as the girl had Supergirl down and seemingly pinned.

"Now new girl, you're going to do whatever I say...got that ?" the smug little girl smiled down at her but Supergirl wasn't done yet. She could feel herself forcing the girl back.

Supergirl thruster upwards, pushing Sherry backwards.

"AAAAAiiiiii...hhheeeeyyyy!!!!!!!!" The young brunette found herself flat on her back with Athena on top of her. Supergirl quickly pushed the girl face down, her large breast pressed firmly on the cold floor.

"No, I think you're going to be doing what I say." Supergirl pinned her arms behind her and caught her legs in a lock, she smiled as she thought of a plan.

"Noo!!!! What are you doing!!!" Sherry struggled to look behind but this new girl was soo strong!

Supergirl had the girl's hands pinned at her back, she straddled her bottom to keep her still then she worked quickly to remove the bikini top from the struggling girl. Her large breast bouncing out of the designer wear.

"Hey !!!! What the????????"

Athena twisted the satin black top and began binding the girl's wrist with her own top. The big titted race queen struggled aware of what Supergirl had planned for her and began cursing her. Her large breast dancing and bouncing as she was being tied up with her own bikini. The other models looked on stunned as Supergirl was rendering the tough girl helpless. She then pulled the girls panties down, revealing her round ass and smooth shaven clit. The girl kicked furiously but Supergirl gathered her feet and held them tightly together. She stretched the satin material and began wrapping the panties snugly around the wiggling girls ankles. Sherry was furious, she kicked screaming and cursing, but the bindings didn't allow much room to struggle. She rolled herself over, giving Supergirl a good look at her beautiful naked form, bound and wiggling. She looked up at Supergirl with hate in her eyes, this was the first time a newby had ever gotten the better of her.

"There that should hold you!" Supergirl smiled watching the beaten girl tied in her own outfit...but suddenly she was grabbed from behind by someone.

"Why you fucking twat!" It was the other Hondara girl. She grabbed Supergirl in a chokehold pulling her off the girl. You think that's funny?

Supergirl broke her hold throwing the girl off but was suddenly grabbed by two other girls.

"Hey.... let go....nnnggggg" She threw them back into a wardrobe but three others grabbed her. She was still strong enough to fight them but her powers were not at full strength.

"Get her!!!" One of the girls said as several of them straddle Supergirl's leg trying to get her down. All around the race queens grabbed at her, from every direction she was being attacked.

"NNNnnggg...get off of me...nnnngggg" Just then someone grabbed her side causing her to buckle in laughter.

"She's ticklish!! Tickle her !!!" Someone shouted.

"Aaaaaaiiiiiiiii.... hahahahaha... no...no...no!! Haha." Everywhere the girls began tickling her sides, she convulsed in laughter.

"Oh no, how did they discover my weakness." She buckled trying to push them away but more hands reached in tickling her in all spots, they were all over her. She squirmed, trying to get away but hands wrapped around her legs, grabbing her silky shapely legs. She was trapped, laughing uncontrollable as the merciless hands tickled her from every direction, soon they had her down.

"No, hahahahahah...stop"....she cried but the models fingers groped her unmercifully. She wiggled squirming on the floor, she felt them force her legs apart, reaching into the tender part of her thighs, there hands ran along her silky smooth stockings, tickling her inner legs.

"Ahhhh....hahahahahahaha....no..Please..Please....stop!!!!"

"We got her. She's done for."

No!! Noo....don't....hahahhahahahahhahaha A sudden rush of terror struck her as she felt some of them working on taking off her heels.

"No.hahahahhahahnnnoooooooooo!!!!" They had her straps undone and now stroked her bare stocking soles.

"AAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! " It was unbearable, she was so weak now, she couldn't control herself, she was an uncontrollable mess at their feet.

"That's it! We got her!" Supergirl looked up at the sexy models in their costumes having their way with her. Her powers were gone, she didn't stand a chance.

"Not so tough now huh, slut." The small Hondara girl was free and jumped on top of her as the other girls pinned her arms to the floor.

"Unnnnggg...get off of me..nnnnnggggg" she felt the girl straddle her chest like one would on a playground.

"Well, what's this?"

Supergirl looked down at the Takomi logo on her heaving breast. The end was pealing up. She gasped.

"No.... leave that alone....don't...."

But the girl ripped the logo from her costume as all the models fell silent. Underneath the logo was the familiar 'S' from her Supergirl costume. The girl glared down at her then tore away her mini-skirt.

"No !!!!"

"GASP"

Underneath was the supermicro skirt of...Supergirl????!!!!

'No, my cover's been blown!' She thought still struggling to break free from the girls holding her spread eagle on the floor.

A flash burst of embarrasement struck her. Her identity was exposed and she was helplessly pinned at the high heeled feet of these...models.

"Ok.... ok....", she stopped struggling. "Yes...I'm Supergirl...I'm here to protect you."

Supergirls face turned bright red as the gang of girls broke into laughter. They laughed pointing at her.

"Hahahahahahahah....Supergirl??? Hahahahahahahahhhhhaaa.... yeah right!"

"Hahaha...she's crazy...hahahahah"

"Hahahahhahhaa...your going to protect us..hahahahaha" The girl laughed.

"No...you have to believe me."

"She really thinks she's Supergirl, she must be crazy...hold her girls". The race queens still pinned her arms and legs.

"Here this will keep her still." Some of the girls had gotten some soft curtain ropes that they began securing her wrist with

"This won't hold me long...nnnnggg..Nnnnngggg" She boasted, struggling to break free.

"Haha, what's the matter? Can't Supergirl break free?"

Her face glowed red, she couldn't get free!!! She was so weak, so embarrassed that she couldn't even break the thin ropes. She tugged but the girls pushed her down, they had her tied up.

"What are you doing?".... Supergirl's eyes grew wide as Sherry kneeled between her legs. There was a sinister look of revenge on her face.

"Lets see what's under the skirt....'Supergirl' ". She said sarcastically as the others laughed at the helpless heroine.

Slowly she lifted the struggling Athena's skirt, the silky material slid up her shimmering thighs, pulling it high up on her hips until her panties were exposed to all.

"No...don't..."

Sherry pulled at her panties, pulling the sides having a look at them.

"Hey this even looks like a costume" She said inspecting Supergirl's privates.

"Get away from me !!!" She thought grinding her teeth, she felt so violated, helpless to stop them. Her hands were all over her, she felt Sherry pulling her panties snuggly upwards, getting a better view of her....her...

"GASP!!!!!!!!"

The girl cupped her mound. Feeling her up her panties. She smiled broadly at the powerless girl of steel.

"Uh oh, I think Sherry's going to fuck her " She heard someone say as they giggled watching her taking hold of Supergirl's panties, tugging them down.

'Stop.... No..." she struggled, "you cant do this to me...nnnnggg I'm Supergirl...Ohhh."

"Look, she even has Superpanties." The girl laughed pointing at the 'S' emblem on the satin material. "Isn't this how you did me?"

Sherry slowly slid Supergirl's panties down, her plump creamy clit exposed to all, as the models held her ankles firm. Her panties were rolled down her thighs and off her feet then used to bind her. Sherry took great pleasure in wrapping the red undies around Athena's kicking stocking feet. She playfully gave her a tickle when she was done, looking deviously at the captured race queen.

"No.... "Supergirl struggled, she watched as they looked at her exposed body, taking her all in, delighted with her struggles, their eyes fixed on her smooth clit. "Please." She begged looking up at the approaching girl.

"Mmmmmm...so you like to pretend to be Supergirl huh".... Sherry straddled Supergirls hips, wrapping her legs around the bound heroine. She smiled looking at the sexy heroine's lush body.

"You know I've always had a thing for her too." Her hands ran along Supergirl's taught abdomen, tracing the 'S' on her costume. "I fantasies about being a supervillain...and Supergirl would fall into my trap."

"What kind of weirdo are you?" Supergirl said but her breath was beaded and hot.

Supergirl looked around at the staring race queens in their sleek outfits, they did look like a gang of supervillains.

"I would have the worlds mightiest woman...in my clutches." Sherry continued, her mouth closing in on hers, her heart jumping with adrenaline. "This is just to good to pass up."

"GASP!!!"

Supergirl was shocked as the tiny girl caressed her breast. Her hot mouth fell down on hers in a deep passionate kiss. She was like some wild animal, feeding on her captive prey, and Supergirl was helpless to stop her.

"Mmmnnnnooo" Supergirl looked shocked. This couldn't be happening!!!

"Mmmmmm...I've always thought Supergirl was so sexy..."

Supergirl felt the girl's plump mound grinding on hers, stroking in a simulated sex fashion, her skin was so soft, gentle to the touch. Her sex sliding smoothly along her own, so tender, so hot...she felt her wetness pricking through. Sherry's tight body pressed firmly on hers. Sensations ran through her, her stockings seemed to heighten the sensations, allowing the girl to glide smoothly up and down her. Patting her vagina with hers, she was trying so hard to control her own desires but she was so hot inside. Sherry gently bit her nipple through her costume.

"Ohhhhhhhh...yess..." Her body buckled under the attack. The girl was grinding on Supergirl, sexing her. Her fingers sliding down Supergirl's smooth body, stroking her pussy lips. Feeling her soft skin, darting inside, teasing her, torturing her captive.

"What a nice fat pussy you have, mmmmm....I want you to cum with me."

"No.... No. ...Please not in front of everyone.." The heroine begged, watching the smiling girls who pinned her arms and held her panty bound feet, they looked turned on as well, looking at her in a strange way. Her body had come alive with every touch. "That's right superbitch...you are going to cum!" Sherry was making it irresistible.

********RRRIIIPPPPP*********"

AAAAHHhhhhhhhhh!!!!! My costume!"

The small girl ripped open Supergirls top releasing her perfectly round little breast in a one swoop. Her back arcing, pink nipples hard and erect. Sherry lay her huge tits against Supergirl's, nipple to nipple, her breast pushing Supergirl's smaller ones down. A camera flashed. Supergirl looked up at a girl in ponytail and glasses snapping pictures. She recognized her. She was a reporter from the SUN, probably doing a story on the queens....getting more than she bargained for.

'No, what if she recognizes me !!' She thought looking at the small queen about to devour her body.

"What beautiful titties you have, mmmmmmm, nice and firm, mmmmmm" the girl grabbed Supergirl's breast hard, digging her fingers deep into them " "Mmnnnngggggggg..."tears of frustration welled in Supergirl's eyes. The pain and humiliation was torture. The girl was using her body, having her way with her, raping her.... SUPERGIRL!! How could this be happening??

"How do you like it 'Supergirl' " she asked sarcastically, " isn't that the way villains treat their prisoners? I bet you even like it, slut."

"No.... No...please" She protested but her body was betraying her. Sherry's touch was driving her mad with desire. She looked up as another flash from the camera. The reporter was capturing it all!!

"Who's your master, slut!!!" Her fingers still squeezing Supergirls breast as her hips circled and slid along the sheer hose of the heroine, her hot body pinning the heroine down. Supergirl could feel her wet clit pressed firmly against hers. The models giggled watching Sherry dominate.

"Say it slut!!!" She became rougher, clawing into Supergirl. "Who's your master ?!!!" Her nails dug into her breast, she slid her clit and pressed it harder on the helpless Supergirl. Their body's intertwined, slick with sweat, her juices staining Supergirl's red skirt, hot with desire. Supergirl could barely breath from the heat in her own throat.

"Who's your Bitch goddess??...Say it slave!!!" She pressed harder.

"AAAAaiiiiii...you...you are........... Mistress.... please" Tears flowed from Supergirls eyes as the girl released her breast. She couldn't take the pain, the desire welling inside of her, feeling herself on the verge of climax, her own juices seeping from her clit, staining her stockings; it was impossible to conceal. Sherry was smiling in satisfaction. Supergirl winced as she was rewarded with the surrender. Sherry's mouth kissed her sore breast as her fingers danced down the queen's body, down along her split, parting her lips, finding the heroine wet inside, pink and slick with her own juices.

Sherry smiled, she had her, she was making Supergirl cum against her will, using her own juices against her, stroking her unbearably, smothering her clit with her hand, Sherry smeared Supergirl's own sticky love across her sex, sliding her fingers along her canal, smooth and warm, she was in control of Supergirl, controlling her from her pussy.

"OOOHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGAAAAAWWWWWDDDD" Supergirl shrieked as Sherry smiled delightfully as every touch of Supergirl's clit caused her to jerk madly with pleasure. She fingered her faster, Supergirl's body twitched with excitement,..She was at Sherry's mercy.

'Please...please .....let me cum...let me cum, mistress.' She thought, her eyes closed tight, it felt so good she wanted to cry.

"OOOOOOHHHHHH............OOOOOOHHHHHHHH...." Supergirl spasmed in short burst, the girls held her hands and feet tight as she squirmed on the verge of a massive climax....and Sherry new this. She stroked her faster, feeling her, then just as Supergirl surrendered her juices, Sherry parted the heroine's pussy lips.

"AAAAAHHHHHHMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM" Supergirl exploded, her cum spraying from her clit, the great dam had fallen.

A moment later she lay back exhausted, weak as a kitten.

Sherry climbed atop the semi-conscious girl of steel, determined to mark her prize.

"Ooohhhhhhhhhhhh...OOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." The model shuttered, her face grimacing, sitting strait atop the passed out Supergirl, fingering herself while massaging Supergirl's defenseless tits. The others watched as Sherry took her victory fuck.

She looked down at her conquered foe, she felt so powerful, she caressed her own large breast, her hips stroking against Supergirl's, fucking the unaware girl , her body tensed, her head fell backwards, her breath heavy and hot, she was climaxing on top of Supergirl.

"OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"No...oh God...mmmmmmmffffffff" Athena came to just in time to see Sherry above her as something was stuffed in her vulnerable mouth. Supergirl looked down at the girl's juices flowing from her wet clit, darkening on her blue satin costume once again. Dark spots of slick juices appeared on her, her eyes wet with tears. She looked up, the other Hondara girl had shoved a large black plastic cock in her mouth, and was smiling broadly.

"That's it slut show us how you suck cock." A flash from the camera caught Supergirl with the sex toy in her mouth. The girls crotched around her, shoving it in and out, her lips wrapped around the large plastic cock. The others closed in on her. She could feel them pawing at her defenseless body.

"Mmmmmmffffffff" The cock stifled her screams as they covered her body, tongues and kisses on her tender breast, she could feel three...no...four hands stroking her open pussy, fingering her furiously.

She was being gang raped.

Her body buckled as they caressed her, she could no longer see below her, but could feel them pushing her nylon legs upwards and wide, opening her pussy, exposing her inner sides, her pink flesh, inviting, as their fingers stroked her sensitive areas, splurging with her wetness.

"Mmmm, I was hoping we'd get her, " she heard one say, "she looked just to fine out there on the floor, haha!"

She felt them opening her wide, pulling her pussy open as a flash again from the camera was catching Supergirl's most private and intimate secrets. Her love flesh was captured on film for all to see. Her body tensed, she sucked the hard rubber cock vigorously as it slammed back and forward in her mouth, closing her eyes, fantasizing, she was cumming, cumming hard. There were too many of them, it was unfair...she was outnumbered.

"MMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!"

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

She buckled widely, her legs high and open, her entire body a feast for them. Supergirl buffet, lol.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!!" she released her juices again at their mercy, cumming in large spurts.

Her body fell limp. The large dildo was pulled from her exhausted open mouth as she lay motionless, weak.

The giggling girls stood above her.

"Oh we're not done with you yet." They looked down at her.

Their stiletto heels circling her as she was defeated at their feet.

"So she likes wearing costumes, huh ?" the reporter girl said, "And we have a whole roll of film left...lets have some fun. Lets give her some model experience."

The girls smiled in delight at the new idea. They were going to have some fun with the new girl. Several of the girls grabbed Supergirl, pushing her over on her stomach, her firm ass exposed from her skirt. They began ripping at her costume, tearing it off her.

"No please...leave me alone...OOOhhhh" She was so weak she couldn't fight back. She tried to cover but the girls ripped her costume from under her, they pushed her down, keeping her on the ground.

"Here, here I found this bunny outfit." One of them yelled. Supergirl sat up covering her naked breast to see the model holding a gaudy cocktail costume.

'No they can't be serious.' She thought.

Two girls held her as a pair of dark fishnet hose were placed on her.

"Let me go....this is so trashy...no" She protested kicking like a child.

They then pulled her into the satin corset of the bunny outfit that pushed her breast tightly forward. They pushed her down, one girl planting a knee in her back lacing up the tight fitted garment that snug and hugged her curves. Supergirl was helpless to stop them as the collar and wrist items were added.

"Oww.... stop..no !!" They delighted in putting a pair of white ears on her head and a fluffy tail on her bottom, finishing her off with a pair of white shoes. She felt so humiliated.

"How are we going to keep her still?" One asked as they held the struggling Supergirl.

"Well lets just keep her tied up, it'll be a bondage shoot, haha.." The others grinned with approval.

"No, you mustn't do this...oowww" Before she could protest the girls pulled the used rope and started binding her arms, crisscrossing her plump pushed up breast, the rope accentuated her lush tits. The costume did make her feel sexy, it was cut just so that her ass peaked out the back, her tits were just hidden by the strapless top. She felt like a plaything for men, a sexy toy for millionaire playboys.

They put her in a chair and tied her feet as well. Supergirl jerked madly at the ropes as they adjusted her, pulling her top just so along her cleavage and tightening her ropes in the chair.

"You look so cute."

"Now be a good little girl and smile, haha" They teased as the reporter snapped a few pics. She smiled at Athena struggling in the chair.

"Let me have some of that tape." The reporter approached the captured heroine with a small amount of tape. Her long legs in her conservative skirt, she could have been a model herself, even with the glasses she wore and the plain ponytail she was very attractive. She walked slowly over to the bound bunny girl, her high heels taking deliberate steps as she looked behind her to make sure no one else heard her and whispered to the bound Supergirl.

"....I know its really you Supergirl......these pictures are going to be worth a fortune..." A broad smile ran across her face.

"What!!! No you cantmmmmmffffffff" The tape was pressed on Supergirl's mouth as the smug reporter smiled wickedly at her? Her eyes danced over the bound heroine's form, thinking of the price she would demand for a photo shoot like this. She pressed the tape tightly on the "mmffing" girl of steel, satisfied that she was securely silenced and turned and went back to the models. Supergirl wiggled and struggled hard to get loose, her face turned red beneath the flopping bunny ears. She was so ashamed, but her heart raced with excitement, the sexy costume, and the feel of the ropes as she was being exploited, she felt the heat between her thighs. Suddenly a fantasy hit her, she was a bunny girl, teasing in her outfit all day and now grabbed by a gang after work, she was at their mercy...

'NO..NO..Have to stay focused...' She thought trying to control herself.

SNAP. SNAP. The pictures were taken as everyone looked on, having fun with this new girl. She watched angry at the girl taking the secret pictures.

"Lets change her into something else." She smiled. "but lets keep her gagged"

The girls began untying Athena, leaving her to mumble beneath her gag as others searched for more costumes.

"Here try this one!" Sherry was holding a netted black bodysuit.

"MMMmfffffnnnnooooo" The girls wrestled her down again, they stripped her of the bunny costume, taking turns to pin her as the other pulled her clothes off. Her breast bounding out the satin top as they were released, she breathe a sigh to be out of the tight outfit.

"MMMMMFFFFFF!!!!!!!" She screamed as one of the girls pinched her nipples to get better control of her.

"Hold still you !!" she yelled.

The netted costume was brought over. Supergirl fought back pushing away but the girls took her arms high behind her back and pushed her face down on the floor once again.

"AAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!" She screamed behind the gag as she felt the swift swat of the back of a hair brush on her ass. She looked back at the model wielding the brush with innocent eyes. Behind her she could see the reporter amused as she was brought under control again.

"SMACK!' The girl pushed her roughly around.

"MMMMfffffff!!!!Pplleassdnnntttt" she mumbled as the hair brush smacked her again.

"Ooowwwww..."

"Hold still, slut. No one's going to hear you behind that gag."

SMACK!

"OOOOOHHHhhhmmmmmm" Supergirl found herself more willing to let them slide the net over her. She was embarrassed as she cowered, fearful when threaten with another spanking. She allowed them to fit her into the costume. She watched bound and gagged as one of the girls polished her toes with bright red polish then the outfit covered her body, holding her curves snuggly, wrapping her inside like a giant fishers net that pulled its prey from the ocean. The nylon material was so thin she felt as if she was naked.

"MMMmffffffffffff..." she moaned as her nipples peeked out the holes in the nets. Her feet tucked comfortabley inside as they zipped her up.

From somewhere they found a pair of handcuffs. Her wrist were secured behind her back as the cold cuffs clicked on her wrist, this gave the heroine a more fetish look about her. She was stood in place as the camera flashed away. Supergirl could see the reporter excitedly snapping pictures, she could barely move, the girls had shackled her ankles. She was then instructed to kneel and point her toes. She hesitated but lowered her head and to her shame... she complied as the pictures were taken. She blushed bright red, her pleading eyes looking up at them to release her only thrilled them more.

'What am I going to do?? I have to get those pictures...I can't let them get to the papers."

What was her fantasy now? A top lingerie model, persuaded by some sinister photographer to be bound and photographed. She felt her clit rubbing against the inviting nets, as she moved the tight material crept up inside her, parting her pussy.

"mmmmmfff...oooooohhhhhhh..." The frictions sliding between her, as she struggled, photographed, her juices leaking .

'Nooooo...' she closed her eyes, she could feel herself being turned on again...she couldn't give in.

The models closed on her, pushing her down, they pulled open her knees to the camera. Supergirl fell back, hiding behind her eyes.

"Oh look." The model laughed. "she's wet, hahaha" The reporter came in close to see the wetness between her legs, her fluid staining the crotch of the outfit. A girl with long black hair and gogo boots pulled the costume tighter still causing her to squirm.

"hmmm...getting excited, huh ?" She smiled snapping another picture.

Tears fell from the helpless Supergirl's eyes, she felt so helpless, she was even too weak to resist, she felt a light tap from the back of a brush against her inner thigh as they opened her up wider, fingering her pink love canal. She cried tears, her climax rising inside her, they were toying with her like a plaything. Above her the long haired girl had pulled her own skirt up, fingering herself beneath her silky skirt. She moaned watching the others masturbating the helpless Supergirl.

"mmmmmfffffffffffffffffffffffff" Supergirl felt her sex, so wet, so hot, she wanted to cum, she wanted to cum so bad......the girls were unstoppable....she looked over to see that they had floored the long haired girl as well.

"Oohhhhhhhhh..ooooohhhhhhhh" The girl squirmed right next to her as three girls pinned her down, her boots spread wide as one went down on her.

"You know better than to masturbate, Kimmy." One of them smiled watching as the girl had broken some code. She looked over to Supergirl. "Seems you have a partner now, haha."

"Mmmmmfffffffffff" Supergirl moaned, her breath hot, watching them fuck Kimmy, still fingering her.

"Oohhhhhhh.....OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH" the girl's body rocked up and down.

"MMmmffffff........MMMMMMMFFFFFFF!!!!!!" Supergirl shuttered as she was so hot, her sweaty body glistening with sweat and her own moist juices, watching as together her and the girl were being brought to cum, her legs covered in her own.

"OOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The long haired girl creamed.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Supergirl's body convulsed, her lips tight beneath the tap gag, the girl next to her lay limp, the girls smiling looking her way, they gathered back towards her, their hands stroking her body beneath the net, hands wet with Kimmy's juices, circling her nipples with the sticky cum making them feel slick and smooth, she felt them cupping her fat mound, it was too much, she was too outnumbered..

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!" She came in the costume, the last of her powers faded away. She fell back limp as Kimmy. The reporter snapped a last picture of the two messy girls semiconscious next to each other. Both had been brought to climax, their bodies open and inviting.

"I think she's done."

"Come on, lets get back to work." A few left heading back to the showroom.

"What are we going to do with them?"

"Well first, take care of Kimmy, she needs to be punished, " Sherry ordered them. " As for this slut, lets get her back to work.......in something special."

The weak Supergirl was lifted, uncuffed. She watched as they took Kimmy and bound and gagged her into a nearby chair.

"Mmmm...this should do, don't you think ?" The reporter held up an outfit that made Supergirl's eyes grow wide. It was a red leather corset, with long thigh high matching leather boots...but worst of al the top was a thin rubber see through material....as well as the skirt.

"No...I'll be naked.... you cant send me out like that." She protested.

The girls again began to strip her.

She struggled against them but they pushed her down, strapping her into the outfit. The rubber top fitted tightly across her breast, pressing them hard against the thin see through material. They zipped the boots up, pulling on the skirt. Her clit was clearly visible from beneath the skirt. Another had found a pair of red opera gloves to top off the outfit.

"No, please..." She protested trying to balance in the high-heeled boots.

"Shut up!" Sherry threatened her. "You're going out there just like this. Let them have a good look at the new meat."

The girls finished dressing her, grabbing her on either arm they pushed her towards the door.

"Ok, take her out." Sherry commanded and the door to the crowded showroom was opened.

End of Part II