Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: MD James <dmatthew@ix.netcom.com> Subject: NEW STORY! Supergirl and X - by MD James (Part 1 of 7) WARNING: This story contains material of a sexual nature. It contains explicit descriptions of sex, bondage and non-consentual sex. If you are at all offended by this kind of story, or under the age of 18, DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER!! If you are an adult and you have children under the age of 18 DO NOT LET THEM READ THIS!! And if you are a bible-thumper, a moralist, or a postal inspector impersonating a real human being- FUCK YOU and READ THE CONSTITUTION! Supergirl and other DC characters expressed in this story are copyrighted by DC Comics. All Marvel characters mentioned in this story are copyrighted by Marvel Comics. This story is written for the sole purpose of entertainment and is not written for profit and cannot be transmitted, reproduced or otherwise traded for profit. This story is entirely fictional. No protomatter beings, multimillionaires, kryptonians, amazons, humans, clones, or other superheroes or villains were actually harmed in the making of this story. Lord Easystreet and the Orgasmatron come from the story "Presenting Batgirl and Wonder Woman" by Mr. X. (Good story- if you don’t have it, ask A.S.S. for a re-post!) Note: The story is based in (but not a part of) the DC continuum after the conclusion of The New Titans #130 but before the "Trial of Superman." ============================================================= Supergirl and X -by M D James ********************************************************** "You’re mine Supergirl!" Supergirl lay helpless on the examination table as Lex Luthor gloated over her. She struggled to free herself from the bonds, but she found herself with no strength. She tried to shape-shift into something that could break the bonds.. but even that didn’t help. Instead she was helpless in her nightgown as Lex Luthor stood over her with a pair of scissors. "What… What are you DOING?" she said as she looked in fear at the scissors. "When Superman hears about this.." The very mention of the Man of Steel made Luthor’s eyes go wide. "Superman? Him? Did he ever see you as I do? Hmm?" His free hand caressed up her bare legs. A lock of red hair fell down onto Luthor’s face as his hand move up the nightgown. "Did you scream his name when we were in bed? Did you think about him when you were making love?" His hand reached her breast and he cupped it firmly, almost like it was a possession. "No! You screamed MY NAME! LEX! LEX! LEX! Remember?" He moved the scissors down to the bottom of the nightgown. "I own you, and now I’m going to take what’s mine!" Almost like a madman, he cut open the nightgown right up the center. When the scissors proved to be too slow, he threw them aside and simply tore into the silk material, ripping it apart like it was paper. She wore nothing underneath it. He then tore the sleeves open and then pulled the whole ruined material out from under her like a magician. Supergirl’s eyes went wide in horror as Luthor ogled her naked body. At that moment she wished she could at the very least turn invisible so he couldn’t see her like this. Very meticulously, Luthor began to disrobe himself. The Italian jacket and slacks were hung over the nearby chair. The red silk tie (a gift from Rush Limbaugh) and white silk shirt he lay on top. Supergirl never knew what happened to Luthor’s shoes and socks, but it seemed he didn’t wear them when he entered the room. Finally he stripped off his monogrammed boxers and faced Supergirl. His body was lean and fit, the long red hair and beard crowning his face like a sun, as another circle of shorter red hair crowned his very big, and very ERECT penis. It was bigger than even Supergirl could remember! Twelve inches at least! It almost looked like Luthor had a third leg! "Oh god! No…" Supergirl said with a whisper.. "I’ve been taking some of Gretchen’s formulas," Luthor said with a devilish grin as he approached her. "I’m more of a man now than Superman EVER could be! And when I’m through with you, you’re going to beg me for more!" "No, Lex, please" she begged. "Don’t do this! Please! DON’T!" He got up on the table with his enormous cock playing between her legs. The tip began to ooze pre-cum over her blond pussy. "GOD NO! DON’T!!" Luthor steadied himself above her naked body, preparing to ram his cock into her. "I own you Supergirl. And Lex Luthor TAKES what’s his!" "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Supergirl awoke screaming in horror. Then she realized it was just a dream. She clutched her hands around her nightgown to reassure her of that. "Mae? Mae, dear, are you all right?" Martha Kent came into the room. Jonathan Kent was right behind her. "We heard you screaming dear, are you all right?" Supergirl closed her eyes and smiled slightly. "Yeah, ma, I’m fine. It was just a nightmare, that’s all." The Kents looked at each other strangely. It has been a while since "Mae" (as they’ve called her) ever referred to Martha as "ma." The only time when she did was when she had taken the form and identity of their adopted son, Clark Kent. Martha sat on the edge of the bed and wrapped her arms around the blond girl. "Are you sure dear?" Supergirl hugged Martha like a daughter would a mother. "Yeah ma.. I guess it was the stress of the mission, that’s all." Jonathan put a comforting hand on the girl’s shoulder. "You want to talk about it?" She smiled. "Uhh.. actually I’d like to get some fresh air, if you don’t mind." Martha kissed her on the forehead. "Of course dear.." "Any time you want to talk about it, we’re here for you Mae," added Jonathan. "Thank you." She waited until they left the room before getting out of bed. She wished that she was in Clark’s old bedroom. Then perhaps she wouldn’t feel so uneasy about calling Martha "Ma." But the Kent house was destroyed by Conduit months ago. That news didn’t sit well with her either. They were like parents to her, and not even Clark could tell her what happened. And it wasn’t like she couldn’t be reached, she was working for the New Titans! Clark could have easily placed a call to the Justice League for them to contact her! But no, she had to find out the hard way after she returned from New Tamaran with Darkstar and Green Lantern. Once she learned that Jonathan and Martha were traveling around the country in an RV, she decided the least she could do was treat them to a night or two in a decent hotel. She used part of the money she earned with the Titans for the first-class hotel suite that had two bedrooms. It sort of reminded her of when she worked with Lexcorp.. and perhaps, she figured, was reason for the nightmares. She telekinetically transformed her nightshirt into her red and blue Supergirl costume and stepped out on the terrace. It was still the middle of the night, so she didn’t have to worry about people noticing that Supergirl was one of the guests. "Maybe the night air will do me good," she said to herself. She took to the skies, getting a bird’s eye view of the sleepy resort town. It looked peaceful and quiet. No villains to defeat, no aliens wanting to invade, no earth-shattering crisises to solve.. and no Lex Luthor. The very mention of Lex Luthor made her skin crawl. She had never known love before Luthor. And she had never known betrayal before Lex Luthor. The man used her from the day he met her. He masqueraded as a son he never had, and in doing so resembled the Luthor from her planet- the man who made her, and the man she eventually fell in love with before being killed by three super-powered tyrants. She herself would not be alive if not for Superman. She loved Luthor, and Luthor used her at every conceivable opportunity. He treated her like a trophy, displaying her for the good of Lexcorp and himself. And he tried to restrain her from "danger." She initially thought that was because of his love for her, but she later learned it was because he WANTED Superman to die- so she could be Luthor’s own personal "champion." When Superman faced Doomsday, Luthor waited until the monster was at Metropolis before letting her go. When Superman died, she served as the "new champion" for Metropolis. And when it looked like Superman was to come back, he ORDERED her not to help him face off against the Cyborg. After all, the "perfect trophy" needs to be preserved, she thought. Then there was the sex. Not only was Luthor a domineering tyrant in the boardroom, but he was monster in the bedroom! He fucked her in every conceivable position imaginable, and then because she was a shape-shifter, fucked her in every inconceivable position! She shifted her form so many times that sometimes she was afraid she was going to return back to her protoplasmic state! And she changed into many different women! Maggie Sawyer, Cat Grant, Madonna, Hillary Clinton, Wonder Woman, Batgirl, Black Canary.. not to mention every women ever employed by Lexcorp! But the absolute worse secret she swore she would NEVER tell Clark was that Luthor’s favorite sex role was for her to morph into Lois Lane! But back then none of it mattered, because she LOVED Lex. She lied for Lex. She supported Lex. And at one point, if she was told to she would have KILLED for Lex. And it was only after she saw for the first time what Luthor was doing that she realized she was being used! She went berserk at first, but later learned how she could do a lot more good by helping Clark and the government bring down Luthor. She thought she could do this by joining the Titans.. but now it looked like the Titans were finished. She didn’t know what she was going to do next, but one thing was certain, she was going to bring down Luthor if… Just then a flash of light caught her attention. She flew over to find out what it was. A truck carrying gasoline has jackknifed across the highway and caught fire. She knew the flames could reach the gasoline tanks in a matter of minutes, and turn the whole section of highway into a fireball! She landed near the cab of the truck and pulled the unconscious driver out. Then, after carefully moving him to safety, she turned her attention to stopping the fire. There were no lakes that were close enough for her to toss the truck into, and the fire would one spread faster if she picked up the truck and flew it anywhere. She even considered shape-shifting herself into a gooey substance that would smother the fire, but she didn’t know what kind of substance she could shift into. Then she remembered a scene from a "Fantastic Four" cartoon. Supergirl surrounded the whole truck with a telekinetic field, then concentrated HARD to seal it shut… shut out the oxygen. Sweat beaded down her beautiful face as she concentrated like never before. It seemed like an eternity for Supergirl, but in a matter of minutes the fire was out. She heard the applause of the stranded motorists, as well as the sirens from the police and fire units as they tried to arrive at the scene. She rested by the hood of the nearest vehicle. She had NEVER thought about using her psychokinetic powers that way before, and the strain on her whole body was enormous. She felt like her body was swimming in sweat. "Are you all right Supergirl?" the state trooper asked. "Yes," she replied. "Thank you officer. I just never…." Just then she saw a glimpse of a man behind the truck. He was bald, with the striking features of…. Lex Luthor! She pushed herself up from the hood of the car. "Excuse me officer," she said as she flew behind the truck. But he was gone. END OF PART 1 -- Story Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> Newsgroup FAQ: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/faq.html> Archive site: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/> (Not pretty yet)