Supergirl vs Helga Hammerfist (6)



Linda Lee Danvers immediately changed to her Supergirl costume and shot off 
to the Justice League headquarters. To her horror the place looked as if a 
bomb had hit it. The huge security doors had been ripped apart, walls had 
been battered down, and furniture had been trashed. Batman stood silently 
surveying the damage. "What happened" Supergirl cried. "The Enhanced Army 
happened" replied Batman grimly. "Lex must have spotted that his opal lens 
was missing, and he must have decided that we had it. The whole Army 
attacked. Your friend Helga Hammerfist ripped out the security doors and 
smashed down the walls as if they were made of butter. Only three of us were 
in a condition to resist them.Flash tried to counter attack, but Helga threw 
a net around him, and disabled him while he was struggling to get free. 
Green Lantern tried to use his green ray, but Helga smashed it to 
smithereens, knocking him into the middle of next week. She would have 
killed him if his ring hadn't teleported him away to God knows where. I 
managed to escape via the roof. The Enhanced Army then carried off the rest 
of the Justice League, who were in no condition to resist them, while Helga 
and a few others ransacked the place looking for the opal lens, which 
fortunately was in my utility belt. The upshot is that Lex does not have the 
lens, so that he can't manufacture more troops, but he also has almost the 
entire Justice League in his power, with enough muscle to kill them all."

Supergirl shot up into the air. She circled high over Lex's facility, 
scanning it with her x- ray vision. Yes, there they were. Superman, the 
three Marvels,Wonder Woman and the Flash, all shackled to thick metal posts 
which stood against the wall of the building. They all seemed to be 
unconscious. They slumped forward, their heads sunk into their chests, held 
upright only by the chains which bound them. Supergirl wondered why the 
whole building, and each metal post, and the chains which bound the 
superheroes, were painted bright yellow; until she realised that this would 
prevent Green Lantern from freeing them. She could see that this time her 
trick of using a disguised Catwoman as a diversion would not work. Helga's 
huge form guarded the posts, and the Enhanced Army guarded Helga.

She flew back to headquarters, where some progress towards tidying up had 
already been made. She reported to Batman what she had seen. He spoke into 
his mobile phone, and then turned a grim face towards her. "I'm afraid we've 
heard from Lex. Unless you appear at his facility and surrender yourself to 
Helga Hammerfist he will start to kill his captives one at a time."

"What do I do?"

"I fear that we have no alternative. I have spoken to Hal. He has a plan 
which I think might work, but it will take a certain amount of time to 
implement. In the meanwhile you will have to offer yourself, in effect as a 
sacrifice to that monster. Our only hope is that you can hold out against 
her, or if you can't, that she will not kill you, or anyone else, until Hal 
returns."

"If that's the case, here I go" said Supergirl. "I'll go 'Up... Up...' 
hoping that I won't be going too far 'Away'." She leapt into the air, and 
sped towards Lex's facility again.

Supergirl was admitted to Lex's facility. A member of the Enhanced Army led 
her down a maze of lead lined corridors into what seemed like the bowels of 
the Earth. She was shown into a large dark room, at one end of which was a 
large throne. Helga Hammerfist sat on the throne in regal splendour. She was 
dressed only in the bottom half of an obviously scanty bikini. The rest of 
her enormous physique, including her huge, rock-firm chest, was exposed. 
Coloured lights played on every one of her breathtaking muscles. She looked 
unbelievably spectacular. Her massive muscles rippled with every movement. 
Her mighty chest defied gravity. Her powerful face was stamped with the 
power of absolute authority.

Helga sent the Enhanced Army from the room with an imperious wave. Then she 
looked at Supergirl, and beckoned. Supergirl walked forward and stood before 
the throne. Helga stood up. She towered over the Girl of Steel, the top of 
Supergirl's head reaching no higher than the bottom of Helga's chest. She 
looked down at Supergirl in total confidence. "Well Superbimbo" she said. 
"So you've come. Do you think you could survive another round with me?"

Supergirl hung her head. "No." she said in a low quiet voice. "I surrender 
to you. You're too powerful for me. I'm helpless before you. You could beat 
the crap out of me. You could beat me to death with ease. You nearly did it 
last time, I can't expect to be saved by Superman this time."

"Too right Bimbette. I gave him my Execution Punch. Lucky for him I held 
back. I could have pulped his skull. As it is I just broke his neck, but 
he'll be comatose for months, unless I rip his stupid head off first. You 
were watching me when I destroyed him weren't you?"

Supergirl remained standing, holding her hands together in front of her 
body, her head bowed in submission before Helga Hammerfist. "Yes, I saw it." 
she said almost in a whisper."

Supergirl's stomach fluttered wildly, her throat and mouth felt dry, and her 
hands and knees trembled uncontrollably as she submitted to this incredible 
woman.

Helga laughed. "And you surrender to me huh! Smart move! But I think you 
need to learn just what that means." Helga moved forward like lightning. 
Supergirl had forgotten how fast she was in a fight. Before Supergirl could 
move Helga backhanded her to the floor. Lights brighter than aurora borealis 
went off in Supergirl's brain as Helga knelt down and pressed her huge knees 
on to Supergirl's arms, her massive muscles bulging and pulsating with power 
as she pinned Supergirl to the ground as firmly as if a cosmic stake had 
been driven through her. The semi-conscious Supergirl looked dazedly 
upwards. Suddenly she was overwhelmed by the sight of Helga's huge form. She 
could no longer contain herself. She gasped out the only thought that welled 
up out of the stunned haze of her dimmed consciousness. "Oooohhhhh 
H..Helga!!" she whispered. "Your m..m..muscles. Your s..stupendous huge 
unmatchable magnificent MUSCLES. They're so incredibly WONDERFUL. They're 
MARVELLOUS"

A slow smile spread over Helga's powerful face. She rose, leaving Supergirl 
lying limp and helpelss at her feet. Then she stepped back and surveyed the 
helpless Girl of Steel. "So" she said. "You fancy these stupendous 
unmatchable muscles do you?" She flexed her whole body, and each muscle 
swelled and rippled. Supergirl's mouth fell open, and she gasped as she 
caught her breath. "ANSWER ME WHEN I TALK TO YOU!! OR DO I HAVE TO SLAP YOU 
AROUND A BIT MORE??"

Supergirl's face turned beet red when she realised what she had 
spontaneously revealed of her innermost yearnings. But she had no resistance 
left. The door which Catwoman had opened deep in her subconscious stood wide 
open, and Supergirl could feel Helga's mighty form strolling through. "Yes," 
she whispered. "I want to do much more than surrender to you. I want to be 
your muscle slave. I want to worship those huge slabs of gigantic muscle. I 
want to offer myself to your muscles in abject submission. I want your 
muscles to beat the crap out of me... to pulp me again and again."

"I can oblige, SuperSubmissive!" laughed Helga. She struck a double biceps 
pose which was so incredible that Supergirl nearly passed out on the spot as 
a tidal wave of intense sexuality buried her. The Maiden of Might twisted on 
to her stomach, and grovelled before Helga's mighty legs. She gasped and 
whimpered as she kissed Helga's feet and her rock-hard, diamond-hard calves, 
writhing in ecstacy every time she felt their power. "OOooooohhhh HELGA" she 
panted. "Pleeeeese take me... make me yours... let me worship your 
muscles... make me submit to your mighty muscles in abject defeat... let me 
worship your muscles... rule over me with total authority..." Helga laughed 
again. She moved round Supergirl with the grace of a huge panther, striking 
one magnificent muscle pose after another. Her gigantic biceps, her huge 
triceps, her massive thighs and calves, her thick steel-cabled abs, her 
breathtaking glutes and hams, her mighty back and her gargantuan shoulders 
all rippled, bulged and flowed into poses and attitudes which displayed to 
the full the huge might of her massive muscles. Supergirl screamed in 
ecstacy, and came wildly at Helga's feet. Eventually she lay still, totally 
spent.

Helga looked down at her. "Now Bimbo" she growled "I'm going to pound you to 
a pancake. Not once but many times. Each blow will be more painful than the 
last. You will have no defence against me. These muscles will blow away any 
defence you try to raise. Your healing power will cure your body, but it 
will never eradicate from your mind the memory of your helplessness, and of 
the pain you suffered at my hands, and the knowledge that I'll always be 
your total Master, able to inflict that pain upon you any time I want. The 
very thought of me will have you trembling in your boots. The sight of me 
will drop you at my knees in helpless terror."

Helga then proceeded to hand out the beating of a lifetime. Systematically 
she broke almost every bone in Supergirl's body, taking care that each blow 
would also inflict maximum pain. She pounded Supergirl to the point of 
death. Then she let up, while Supergirl's was healed by her super healing 
power. Then Helga repeated the process. After an hour of this punishment the 
Girl of Steel was totally crushed. She lay crumpled on the floor, sobbing 
crying pathetically, a rag doll in Helga's hands, screaming at the pain that 
Helga's mighty physique was inflicting on her. In broken sobs she begged 
abjectly for mercy. Over and over again she acknowledged Helga's total 
superiority over her. She whimpered that Helga was her Master, besides whom 
she, Supergirl, was wholly insignificant. She begged to be able to worship 
Helga as her Goddess. She promised to kiss Helga's feet in obeisance and to 
serve her in every way possible. Helga placed her foot on Supergirl's neck 
and surveyed her handiwork with satisfaction. She pushed the Girl of Steel 
with her foot, and watched her roll over on the floor at her feet. Then she 
stood back and strolled round Supergirl's battered body at her leisure, 
flexing her huge biceps in triumph and demonstrating to her helpless victim 
her total submission to her muscles. Then Helga lifted Supergirl. She moved 
her left arm to the back of Supergirl's neck, and shoved Supergirl's face 
hard between her huge rock-firm breasts. Supergirl felt like a helpless 
two-year old in Helga's hands. Helga pinned Supergirl to her chest, and 
plastered Supergirl's whole body against hers, flexing her muscles up and 
down against the front of Supergirl's body, until the steel muscles of her 
huge six-pack abs were massaging Supergirl's sex. Supergirl's whole body 
started to buck and thrash. "Ooooohhhh!! Omigod!!!Yesssssss!! 
Yessssssssss!!" she screamed. "Pleeeeeese Helga. Don't stop. Fuck me. Fuck 
me again and again. Fuck me to death. Yeeeeeesssssss!!! Make me your 
helpless muscle-slave, compel me to obey your every command, and then fuck 
me... fuck me until I scream for mercy... and then don't stop fucking me... 
fuck me until I lie dead at your feet."

Helga laughed. "I can oblige with that too, Bimbo" she chuckled. She hoisted 
Supergirl over her head, her left hand holding Supergirl by the throat, her 
right hand between Supergirl's legs. She slid two fingers into Supergirl's 
sex, while with her powerful thumb she beat a constant gentle massagingh 
rhythm against Supergirl's clitoris. Supergirl screamed in ecstacy over and 
over again. Her cumming grew more and more intense. She writhed and twisted 
in Helga's hands. Eventually she was beyond screaming or even producing 
words of any kind. She squealed and squeaked as she kept coming, always 
under Helga's physical control. Eventually Helga lowered her supervictim. 
She opened Supergirl's legs and thrust the point of one of her incredible 
breasts into Supergirl's vaginal orifice. She flexed her pectoral muscle, 
forcing the end of her rock-hard breast and her diamond hard nipple deep 
into, and slowly out of Supergirl's sexual orifice, over and over again. 
Supergirl's ecstasy rose well past any level which Helga had taken her to 
before. She came again and again until she was too weak even to squeal, and 
low groans were forced from her throat in rough gasps. Finally Helga lowered 
Supergirl against her own huge clitoris. The massive muscles round her 
groin, under her perfect control, tightened, expanded, and forced her 
clitoris, like a powerful steel-hard mass, deep into Supergirl, fucking her 
as she had never in her wildest dreams imagined being fucked before. 
Supergirl's whole body bucked and humped wildly back and forth as if she had 
been galvanised by all the electricity in the galaxy. Thin whimpers, were 
wrested from the marrow of her being. Finally Helga forced Supergirl's mouth 
against hers.Her muscles forced her clitoris even deeper into Supergirl's 
sex, gigantic arms pinned Supergirl to her massive torso, and her mighty 
tongue overwhelmed Supergirl's mouth, as she took complete and total 
control, body, mind and soul, over the Girl of Steel. Supergirl's eyes 
glazed, crossed, and rolled upwards into her head she crumbled into 
unconsciousness in Helga's massive arms. Her whole will, her very being, now 
belonged totally to the mighty Helga Hammerfist.

Helga looked up at a camera which hung from the ceiling. "Well Lex" she 
said."Your call. The Girl of Steel is finished. I could easily kill her. I 
could break her into small pieces. I could tear her limb from limb... 
invulnerability or no invulnerability... Kryptonian powers or no Kryptonian 
powers. Or I could fulfill her last wishes and REALLY fuck her to death. 
What do you want me to do?"

"Lets start at the beginning. What is her present condition?"

Helga examined Supergirl's prone body. "She is deeply and profoundly 
unconscious. She will remain so for fourteen days. When she revives she will 
be utterly in my power - like wax before me, like putty in my hands. She 
will have lost all her will. She will surrender herself to me completely. 
She will do whatever I tell her to do.In fact she will yearn for me to give 
her orders, just so that she can obey them."

"Will she go so far as to kill at your command. Remember these Kryptonians 
have some sort of code."

"I repeat, she will do whatever I order her to do, eagerly, gladly and 
immediately."

"Then keep her alive. She will be useful to us in that condition. I will 
call a convention of crime lords, to meet here three weeks from today."