Hyper Girl
Versus
Mr. Shadow
by Tara Richards (tara.richards@hotmail.com)
The three Henchmen were sat
around a wooden table playing cards when justice came calling for them.
They wore rough masks (little
more than balaclava’s with eye-holes torn in them); workmen’s boots; and plain overalls
adorned with a symbol of a long shadow trailing behind a man’s outline. Three
handguns and a bottle of whisky lay alongside the pile of money that they
played for.
Knock knock.
Two solid knocks came from the
door that led out onto an alleyway; a dingy backstreet in downtown Metro City.
All three men snatched up their
fire-arms and leveled them at the door. The largest of the three, a hulking
brute of a man, advanced cautiously towards the door.
‘Who’s there?’ he called out.
‘Just his…..’ replied a voice.
‘What?’ he shouted, confused. ‘Just
his? What does that mean?’
‘What does justice mean?’ the
voice asked. ‘Let me show you….’
The door exploded inwards, propelled
by an almighty impact – it struck the Big Henchmen, knocking him off his feet.
The other two opened fire, shooting frantically at the sheened figure who was
striding confidently into the room. As the dull light from the room’s single
bare bulb revealed her identity, they lowered their guns, realizing the
futility of firing on her.
Hyper Girl, prime super-heroine
of Metro City, stood in front of them, hands on hips.
She wore a tight shiny silver leotard, cut high on the hips and low enough at
the front to show her cleavage. Her long legs disappeared into sheened black
high-heeled boots; she wore gloves of the same fabric.
A simple black mask concealed her identity and her white-blonde hair was drawn back
in a pony-tail.
A short cloak of the same glossy black material as her gloves and boots hung
behind her.
Her ice blue eyes narrowed and
her gloss-sheened lips pouted.
‘So,’ she said. ‘You boys want
to come quietly or not…..?’
The Big Henchmen groaned and
struggled to rise; in a flash, Hyper Girl stamped down hard on the door,
slamming him back to the floor. The move incited the other two to rash action.
One of them snatched up a chair and swung at her; the other smashed the whisky
bottle and started to dart around the table in her direction.
She dodged the first one’s
clumsy lunge easily and threw a powerful Kung Fu kick into his midriff,
dropping him gasping to the ground; the second one was met by an equally
powerful back-hand strike to the jaw. Spitting blood, he fell back, stunned,
onto the table.
Hyper Girl pulled the Big Henchmen
up by his overall lapels.
‘Where’s your Boss?’ she shouted
at him. ‘Where’s Mr. Shadow?’
Still stunned, the brute could
only point limply at the metal door set into the wall behind him.
Hyper Girl let him fall back to
the floor. She quickly took stock of the three Henchmen; they all looked
sufficiently stunned that she judged she could come back for them later. In any
case, Mr. Shadow was the real prize here; he’d earned the nickname as a result
of his skill at remaining beyond the reaches of the superhero community.
Until now.
Hyper
Girl felt a strange excitement about finally taking him down; it wasn’t like he
was a major super-criminal, though he had a range of contacts and connections
within Metro City’s Underworld. If she was honest, it was more about him – he
really annoyed her. In their previous encounters, he’d always managed to
belittle her somehow – calling her, ‘super-bimbo’, referring to how skimpy her
costume was, making lecherous comments about her breasts and ass.
She
fumed as she recalled the insults – how DARE he not respect Metro City’s most
powerful super-heroine?!?!?!
The
metal door collapsed inwards under her kick as easily as the wooden front door
had; she was in no mood for subtlety.
Hyper
Girl strode fearlessly into the room and struck her usual pose, hands cockily
on her hips.
The
room was entirely dark apart from an illuminated dais some fifty feet away,
covered with instrumentation and view-screens. A cloaked figure rose slowly
from the swivel chair set before them, and turned to face Hyper Girl.
Mr.
Shadow stood six feet tall, a black cape draped across his broad shoulders. His
entire body was covered in light black armour which disappeared into molded
black gloves and boots. The only splash of colour in his appearance was his face; painted (or tattooed?)
with an ominous unsettling pattern that seemed to shift with his expressions.
He grinned broadly as if pleased
to see Hyper Girl.
She huffed to herself, irritated
by his defiance.
‘Its pretty dark in here,’ she
said, glancing around casually. ‘Can’t you afford the lighting bill?’
Mr. Shadow chuckled at that.
‘What’s the matter, Hyper Girl –
not enough light to show off your Barbie-doll body….?
Hyper Girl gasped despite
herself. Godammit, he was bad-mouthing her again!
‘Are you going to come quietly?’
she asked, secretly hoping he wouldn’t give in without a fight.
No,’ Mr. Shadow replied. ‘I
think I will come noisily. In you!’
Hyper Girl gasped again.
‘That’s it!’ she snapped, hoping
he hadn’t noticed her blushing. ‘I’m taking you in!’
As she strode forward into the
darkness, she saw Mr. Shadow gesture with a gloved hand. The light on the dais
went out and seconds later a spotlight from above illuminated her in a tight
pool of light.
Hyper Girl paused, wary of
sudden attack.
Without warning, a gloved hand
thrust between her legs, gave a quick squeeze, then withdrew.
Hyper Girl yelped in
indignation, too surprised to retaliate.
Ducking out of the pool of
light, she found herself spotlighted again moments later. Furiously, she
realized that Mr. Shadow intended to use his darkness-manipulation powers to
molest her!
As if in confirmation, a hand
darted out towards her ass and groped her almost bare right buttock.
Squeaking in surprise, Hyper
Girl wheeled and threw a punch, but it hit only darkness.
Behind her, the lights of the
dais came back on.
As she spun to look, a gloved
hand emerged from the darkness and cupped her left breast, brushing the nipple
as it did so. Then it snaked swiftly back. This time though, her booted foot
flew after it, connecting with Mr. Shadow’s chest with a satisfying thud.
‘Third time
unlucky, scum-bag!’ Hyper Girl said, as her powerful kick sent him flying back
onto the dais.
Mr Shadow fought to
regain his breath, struggling to his feet.
‘No more tricks,
Mr Shadow!’ Hyper Girl warned. ‘Unless you want me to use my heat vision on
you!’
Hyper Girl flew
up from the floor onto the raised dais, landing right in front of her foe.
Feeling much more confident of victory, she returned to her hands-on-hips pose
and waited for him to admit defeat.
‘No more tricks, Hyper Girl,’ Mr.
Shadow repeated, as he fell back onto the swivel chair. ‘Just a decision for
you. A test, if you like, of what lengths you are prepared to go to, to protect
the innocent.’
‘What do you mean?’ Hyper Girl
asked, irritably.
Mr. Shadow gestured and behind
him, the largest view-screen changed to show Metro City’s central plaza;
hundreds of people milled around, going about their business.
‘I planted a bomb
there,’ Mr Shadow whispered.
Hyper Girl gasped
in horror.
‘The detonator is
wired into the inside of my glove,’ he continued, raising a closed hand to show
her. ‘Not even someone as fast as you could stop me activating it.’
‘You fiend,’
Hyper Girl shouted. ‘You wouldn’t!’
‘Sure I would,’ Mr. Shadow grinned. ‘But you can save all those people. You
just have to do everything I say.’
A scuffling noise caught Hyper
Girl’s attention; Mr. Shadow’s three Henchmen had recovered and were advancing
onto the dais to join them.
‘Everything!’ Mr. Shadow
repeated darkly.
Hyper Girl paused to consider
for a moment.
‘It seems I don’t have much
choice,’ she conceded. ‘What is it that you want?’
‘Your cape,
please. Take it off.’
Hyper Girl
unclipped her cloak and hesitantly handed it to one of the waiting Henchmen.
‘Now your leotard,
please,’ Mr Shadow smiled.
Hyper Girl
huffed, then pulled the sheened garment over her head. The Henchman took it
eagerly from her.
She was reduced
to her underwear now; g-string and push-up bra. She tossed her tousled mane of
hair and stared back at the four leering men.
‘I don’t know
what you think this is going to achieve,’ she said. ‘None of my powers are
dependent upon my costume.’
Mr Shadow grinned
broadly. ‘Come now; surely you’re not that naieve.....?’
Hyper Girl glared
back at him.
‘Lose the
underwear. Do it now,’ Mr Shadow instructed.
Hyper Girl
hesitated, then resignedly turned her back to the men and started unhooking her
bra, letting it drop to the ground. Then she stepped out of her panties,
feeling the lecherous eyes watch her as she did so.
Covering her
breasts with her gloved hands, she turned and immediately gasped. Mr Shadow’s cloak
had parted and he’d loosened his armour so that his stiff cock stood out from
between the folds in the material.
‘Come here,’ he
beckoned to her.
The Big Henchman
shoved her roughly from behind, so that she stumbled a few steps towards Mr
Shadow.
‘Drop your
hands,’ he instructed, looming over her.
Glaring defiantly
up at him, Hyper Girl reluctantly lowered her hands, exposing her naked
breasts. She noticed that one of the Henchmen had now set up a video camera on
a tripod. Images of her almost naked form started to appear on all the
view-screens.
‘Very nice, ‘Mr
Shadow smiled. ‘Now lets put that pouting mouth of yours to good use. Get down
on your knees and suck my cock!’
Hyper Girl stared
at him in shock. ‘You can’t seriously expect me to.....’
‘Enough!’ Mr
Shadow barked roughly. ‘I’ve heard enough platitudes come from that pretty
mouth over the years – now you will use it to please me!’
Hyper Girl opened
her mouth to protest but Mr Shadow raised a gloved hand ominously.
Reluctantly, she
dropped to her knees in front of him.
He took a step
closer to her, so that his erection bobbed in front of her face.
‘Open wide,
bitch!’ he instructed.
‘Wait I....’
Hyper Girl started, ‘....ulp!’
Mr Shadow ended
her sentence by thrusting his cock past her well-glossed lips into her soft wet
mouth.
‘Ah yes,’ he moaned.
‘Victory has never felt so good!!!’
Hyper Girl
coughed as she struggled to accomodate his thick erection.
‘What’s that,
slut? Are you finding my triumph hard to swallow…?’
‘Guh uh uh….’ was
all Hyper Girl could answer as he started to thrust rhythmically in her
helpless mouth.
‘I’ve pictured
this scenario many times before, girl,’ Mr Shadow murmured. ‘You on your knees
with my dick in your mouth. But I was unprepared for what a standout cocksucker
you are!’
Hyper Girl’s
whole body was being rocked backwards and forwards by his powerful thrusting
motions now.
‘So tell me,
Hyper Girl,’ Mr Shadow said. ‘Since you can fly in space, I assume you don’t
need to breath?’
Hyper Girl looked
up at him, questioningly.
‘Its just that if
you don’t have to breathe, you should be able to deep throat me pretty easily.....’
Chuckling, Mr
Shadow reached forward and took a firm grip of Hyper Girl’s pony tail. Then he
tilted her head back a little and thrust his hips suddenly forward.
‘Ock! Koff!’
spluttered Hyper Girl as she felt his huge erection slide past the back of her
mouth and down into her throat.
She could feel
how excited he was, and it wasn’t long before he came, filling her throat with
his long blasts of come. He grabbed her head and slammed her face again and
again against his crotch, as he emptied his balls into her.
When he finally
withdrew from her mouth, Hyper Girl dropped to all fours, and retched in
disgust.
‘Uh uh,’ warned
Mr Shadow, tilting her face up to look at him. ‘You swallow all that jism down,
like a good little whore.’
Hyper Girl did as
she was ordered, looking daggers at him as she did.
‘Good girl,
you’re learning to take instructions well,’ Mr Shadow smiled. ‘Now get to your
feet, I’m not done with you yet.....’
Hyper Girl stood,
uncertainly. Mr Shadow was still in front of her and his erection wasn’t at all
diminished by his explosive orgasm. His Henchmen were closing in on her from
all sides, with plastic binding ties in their hands.
‘Look,’ she said,
a little desperately. ‘This doesn’t have to go any further, you could....’
She paused as Mr
Shadow placed a gloved finger on her lips.
The three Henchmen
had surrounded her now, and reached out for her....
The Big Henchmen
grabbed her from behind, lifting her by her armpits; the other two Henchmen
took a leg each and lifted, so that she was suspended, legs apart, in front of
Mr Shadow.
‘Don’t try to
resist,’ he grinned, as his Henchmen brought her towards him.
Moments later,
the head of his cock was nuzzling against her pussy lips.
‘Oh God, no wait,
don’t, we can uhhhhhhhhh,’ Hyper Girl moaned, as he thrust fully into her.
Meanwhile the two
Henchman that had hold of her long legs, drew them around their Boss’s waist,
tying her ankles together tightly, behind his back.
Then they set
about tying her wrists together behind Mr Shadow’s neck, so that she was hung
from him.
‘The bonds – uhhh
– aren’t powerful enough to restrain you, Hyper Girl,’ he gasped, ‘But – ahhhhh
- they will serve to hold you in place while I fuck you, leaving my hands free
to explore your gorgeous body.’
As if to
demonstrate this, one of his hands groped her ass while the other squeezed a
breast.
‘Ah, so good!’ he
groaned. ‘I’ve wanted to fuck you for years, you hot little slut, and now all
my planning has come to fruition!’
His gloved hand
squeezed either side of her mouth, forcing her lips into a pout; he then kissed
her roughly, darting his tongue in.
Hyper Girl pulled
her head away from him, as far as she was able. Glacing around, she saw that
the three watching Henchmen had discarded their overalls and stood naked, apart
from their boots and hoods, their thick oiled erections jutting out in front of
them.
‘Oh my God,’
thought Hyper Girl. ‘They’re going to take turns with me!’
But the villains
had far worse plans for her than that!
Without breaking
his relentless stroke, Mr Shadow beckoned to the Big Henchman. Seconds later,
Hyper Girl felt his strong hands clasp her shoulders, his muscular chest press
against her back and his thick cock brush against her ass.
‘No! NO!’ she
gasped, realising what he intended to do.
‘Yeah baby,’ he
whispered roughly in her ear. ‘Relax and enjoy it!’
His huge hands
cupped a buttock each, parting them so that his oiled cock could probe between
them, finally pressing against her asshole. Hyper Girl yelped as the head
popped into her rectum, then groaned as he thrust his full length into her, up
to the balls.
The Big Henchman
groaned too, and grabbed her hips as he started to thrust into her ass
violently, urged on by cheers from the other two Henchmen.
‘Ah God, she’s
tight as a vice back here!’ he gasped.
Overwhelmed by
the sensation of two cocks thrusting into her simultaneously, Hyper Girl tried
to use her flying powers to lift herself so that they wouldn’t penetrate her so
deeply. But strong hands always pulled her back down so that she could enjoy
the full length of their swollen dicks.
Hyper Girl was
sandwiched between the two men now, her voluptuous breasts bouncing as they
ravished her.
Mr Shadow
chuckled softly at her wide-eyed expression, as his tongue flickered across her
sweat-moistened exposed neck.
‘What’s the
matter, Super Slut?’ he panted. ‘You never been two-wayed like this before? No
need to stop at two, either.....’
He beckoned to
the other two Henchmen who had been watching from either side, jerking off as
they did so. They came eagerly forward and untied Hyper Girl’s wrists, so that
she slumped back against the Big Henchman behind her; he gratefully accepted
her weight against him, taking the opportunity to grope big handfuls of her pert
breasts, rolling and tweaking her nipples until they stood out stiffly.
The two other Henchmen
grabbed hold of her arms, pulling them towards them, then closing her gloved
hands around their upright cocks.
‘You know what to
do,’ Mr Shadow instructed her.
Reluctantly,
Hyper Girl took a firm grip and started to jerk the pair off.
Soon the air was
filled with the ecstatic grunts of groans of the four men; male sweat started
to drench her as she helplessly pleasured them with her captive body.
Mr Shadow’s
thrusting became more ardent and he grabbed Hyper Girl’s face as his hips
rolled uncontrollaby against her.
‘Ah God,’ he
gasped, ‘You hot little bitch, I’m going to come in you!’
Pulling her face
to him, he kissed her resistant lips roughly, as his thick dick exploded in her
pussy.
Simultaneously
she felt the Big Henchman behind her accelerate his thrusting, his panting
breathing wet in her ear, as she felt his huge cock strain and pulse, pumping
come into her ass.
Moments later,
the other two Henchmen came, too, spurting thick arcs of creamy cum that
spattered across her face, hair, and shoulders and trickled down over her naked
breasts.
She let their
spent cocks fall from her hands and the Henchmen staggered back a few steps.
Mr Shadow pulled
out of her, and sank back into his chair, satisfied.
The Big Henchmen
behind her remained erect and the presence of his thick cock, still upright in
her ass, kept her stood uncomfortably on tip-toes.
‘Let the lady
down,’ Mr Shadow ordered and the hulking brute sniggered, and withdrew his
cock. Hyper Girl stumbled forward a few steps. The spunk was starting to run
down her legs now. She stood upright and glared around defiantly at the four
men, who were all breathing hard from their exertions.
‘I hope you
enjoyed that,’ she said. ‘Because you’ve just added sexual assault to the list
of crimes you’ve commited.’
‘From what I just
saw, its you who’s the expert on going down, bitch’ joked one of the Henchman.
‘Laugh it up, vermin,’
Hyper Girl spat. ‘But the jokes on you!’
Mr Shadow reached
behind him and pulled a towel from a drawer. He threw it Hyper Girl with a
smile.
‘Please explain,’
he invited, cockily.
Hyper Girl
started to wipe herself down with the towel.
‘All the while
you four villains were abusing me, I was using my super-powers to emit powerful
microwaves.’
She glared
directly at Mr Shadow.
‘So considering
you had your filthy hands all over my body, you can be sure that any circuitry
you had built into your gloves is completely destroyed by now!’
‘There was no
circuitry and no bomb,’ Mr Shadow laughed softly. ‘All a terrible lie, I’m
afraid, just so we could have fun with you.’
Hyper Girl tried
to hide her shocked reaction by concentrating on wrapping the towel around her
chest.
‘It doesn’t
matter,’ she lied. ‘You four are going to pay for your crimes, I’ll see to
that.’
‘Well now, don’t
go rushing into any decisions,’ Mr Shadow said, pointing at the video camera.
‘Consider the, ‘film’ the five of us have just made together....’
Hyper Girl stared
hatefully at the camera.
‘A record of it
has already been transmitted to a safe location, known only to me – it could be
released onto the internet really easily. Now, how seriously do you think you’d
be taken if that footage of you being our shag-toy became public? If every
lowlife and criminal in Metro City got to watch you being group-fucked by my
men and me? Imagine all your friends in the police department wathcing you get
fucked hard in the pussy and the ass! Face it, this would be big news. Maybe
big enough for Tara Richards to do a special report on it, huh? But maybe it
doesn’t have to be that way....’
Hyper Girl’s eyes
narrowed at the mention of her secret identity; Tara Richards, the City's
most famous television anchor-woman. Could Mr. Shadow know who she really was?
But no; the Shadow and his goons
had been so intent on fucking her that they hadn’t bothered to remove her mask.
Her secret was still safe!
But now she had
to make a decision about a different sort of secret.
‘What do you mean?’
she asked.
‘I’ll make you a
deal, Hyper Girl. You let me go and I’ll make sure no one ever sees the
footage. No one apart from me, that is, heh heh heh....’
Hyper Girl
laughed derisively. ‘As if I could trust you!’ she spat.
‘You would have
my word as a member of the League of SuperVillains,’ Mr Shadow replied.
Hyper Girl
paused. Despite his being a criminal, she knew that Mr Shadow couldn’t break
his word as a member of the League of SuperVillains; if he did, the other
members would hunt him down.
‘What about your Henchmen?’
she asked. ‘What’s to stop them talking?’
‘Who’d believe
them if there was no proof?’ Mr Shadow replied. ‘Three Henchmen bragging about
how they’d screwed Hyper Girl? No one would believe them. Besides, Henchmen are
expendable – I’m not negotiating to have you let them go, just myself.....’
The three Henchmen
had been stood around, watching the conversation between their boss and his
arch-enemy with leering amusement. As these last words slowly registered, their
expressions started to droop like their erections.
‘Now waitaminnit,
Boss...’ the Big One started to protest. Hyper Girl turned sharply to face him,
glaring up at the looming Henchmen. Moments later she lashed out with a booted
leg and kicked him hard between the legs.
She stepped
casually aside to allow the man to drop like a felled tree.
‘Next time you
want to fuck me, you better buy me dinner first,’ Hyper Girl quipped, as she
stood over the groaning Henchman.
Two further sharp
kicks to the groin dropped the other two Henchmen.
‘Not so cock-sure
of yourselves now, are you?’ she spat at their writhing forms.
With that, she
snatched up her panties from the floor and started pulling them on.
Mr Shadow rose
uncertainly from his chair; he had carefully replaced the armour on his groin,
just in case.....
‘So do we have a
deal, Hyper Girl?’ he asked tentatively.
‘Just get out!’
she screamed at him, doing up her bra at the back.
‘I owe you dinner
sometime,’ Mr Shadow laughed, as he vanished into the darkness.
Hyper Girl
screeched in anger and threw the swivel chair in the direction he had gone.
When she looked
back at the view-screens, they mocked her with various images of her ravishing
at the hands of her enemies.
Pulling her
leotard over her head in grim fury, she swore to get her own back on Mr Shadow.
The next time she
was determined, she WOULD get him!!!!