SUPERGIRL SAVES THE DAY
by DTM
Watch as Supergirl uses some very unorthodox methods to right the wrongs around her, not to mention protect and claim her #1 Fan for her very own


Terrorism. The very word strikes dread and fear in the hearts of anyone even
remotely associated with its wanton violence and cruelty. A word that America
itself had never overly paid much attention to......until that fateful day in
Sept. 2001......then America's voice against terrorism could be heard all too
well. From that day on every red-blooded American knew what those in other
parts of the world had known for some time, Terror and Death on their own
native soil. Such plans were not merely the works of groups currently residing
in lands so far from their own, but also right here at home as well. Cells, as
they were called, formed and grew here in the United States as they did in
other countries. Groups of men willing to kill to have their voices heard, to
share their lesson of fear with all around them, even at the cost of their
very lives.

Though such plans, especially with America's current heightened state of
readiness, took much planning, patience, and especially money. Money which was
all too carefully brought in from here and abroad, to be used to build the
biggest bombs, the most brutal of weapons, the deaths of innocents as far as
they eye could see. Such people living seemingly ordinary lives here in the
United States were heavily in the process of earning as much money as they
could, in order to send it back to the Middle East, funding their continual
War Of Terror. Rich, successful, and very dangerous men whose sole purpose was
to send as much money as they could back to their homeland; with the notion
that one day such funding would return back to American soil, in the form of a
devastatingly powerful weapon of mass destruction.

One such cell was based in the very high profile city of Metropolis, taking
advantage of the two primary forces of good and evil in its borders, Superman
and Lex Luthor, keeping one another too busy to notice their own evil plans -
until it was too late for either to do anything about it. Unfortunately for
them, what they didn't count on was the arrival of another protector of this
famed glistening city, a super powered defender of the weak and innocent, and
as they would find out on one very fateful day, punisher of the wicked and
evil - Supergirl.

While flying over the beautiful Metropolis cityscape one day, Kara Zor-El
happened to intercept (thanks in no small part to her super hearing and
telescopic vision) vile plans from this terrorist funding organization,
something that simply turned her blood red with rage, something she knew she
had to put an end to at all costs. So like a streaking missile of blue and
red, Supergirl slammed into the heart of this operation, a massively large
mansion-like complex just on the outskirts of her cousin's home city, and
proceeded to destroy all that she could within. Of course resistance (and
heavily armed at that) was met by this 18 year old Kryptonian; though not
having been prepared for her arrival, therefore not having anything special on
hand to be used against her, their pitiful attempts to stop her in the least
were Doomed to fail.

Bullets of high caliber flew and soared through the air, though they simply
bounced off of her nearly indestructible female form, littering the area all
about her with a hail of screaming hot lead, like a spring rain; affecting her
not in the least, other than to enrage her even further, causing her
retaliation against them to be even more brutal. Where at first the super
powered teenager was content to merely demolish their weaponry, equipment,
computers, and every other suspicious looking device she could with her vast
superhuman strength and flaring heat vision, as the fight went on Supergirl
took her anger out more and more on those actually responsible around her.
While she didn't actually kill anyone when the explosions had stopped and the
bullets flew no more, she did manage to break more than a few bones that night
(to say the least), leaving several men in critical condition when she was
done - something that could have escalated into something much worse, had the
FBI not shown up when they did, cleaning up the mess that Supergirl has
impulsively created - not to mention her unknowingly ruining a secret sting
operation they had been planning for the past several months.

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"What on Earth did you think you were doing??" Superman scoldingly spoke out
to his young cousin with a voice equal parts power and compassion. The
legendary figure standing over Supergirl's similarly dressed form in one of
their Moon-based watchtowers several private rooms.

"I acted as any superhero would. I struck down evil where I saw it, I don't
see what the problem is here" Kara returned back in kind.

"The fact that you don't see Is the problem, Kara. Superheroes don't strike
first, they act defensively to protect and defend the lives of the innocent.
They don't dive in like a rocket, rampage and destroy all in their path,
putting over 20 men in the hospital with various levels of serious injury, not
to mention step all over a long-term government sting operation! Especially
not junior level ones, especially not ones of my own flesh and blood"

"Oh, so that's what this is all about, huh? I'm ruining your impeccable
reputation, is that it?"

"This isn't about me, this is about you, and how you've been acting lately.
You know full well The League doesn't step into government or political
affairs unless directly asked by the appropriate officials, or there is simply
no other choice"

"I'm not part of The League, Kal, or have you forgotten!" Supergirl replied
with slight anger in her tone. "Its no big loss to me anyway, it's not like I
really wanted to join, everybody just expects me to do so because I've got a
Big Red "S" on my chest! But I guess there's only room in your group for one
Kryptonian, eh? Well that's fine with me, you go and continue to rescue cats
from trees, stopping a local bank robbery here and there, while I go and make
a difference in this world!" the young girl defiantly continued.

"I don't know where this is coming from Kara, and personally I don't care for
it at all, no more than I do the barely-there uniform you're sporting these
days. You're supposed to be a superhero, a symbol for people to look up to,
not an exotic dancer at some fetish nightclub!" Superman continued on, making
comment on his little cousin's recently altered outfit, which consists of a
noticeably plunging neckline, half-shirt top exposing her defined stomach, and
frilly skirt so small it barely covered her round, firm butt.

"Oh right, like you've ever given Diana grief about her dress-code! Shes
wearing a frigging bathing suit and go-go boots, and you're getting on
my......

"Wonder Woman is a senior member of this League, someone who's been doing her
thing even longer than I have, and furthermore she is Not my cousin!" Kal-El
scolded on, before realizing this conversation was taking a turn that he
didn't wish; so with a regaining of his usually calm and cool level of
composure, he softly grasped onto Supergirl's hands with his own, and
continued on. "I care so much about you Kara, we all do. But I'm scared,
scared at what you're becoming and utterly terrified that I may have to stand
against you someday because of it. You've just been so reckless and aggressive
since.......well...."

"Since Darkseid took control of me, turned me into one of his furies, made me
turn against you, fight you with my last breath, almost killing you in the
process? Is that what you were going to say?" Supergirl replied with the hint
of tears in her eyes.

"Kara, I.......I know this hasn't been an easy time for you lately, and if I'm
seeming harsh on you now its only because I don't want you to turn down that
dark path again. I care for you......I love you too much to have anything like
that happen to you" the Man Of Steel concluded with a more quiet, sober tone.
"Just promise me you'll be more controlled, that you won't do anything like
this again, especially without consulting with me first, OK?"

Supergirl held onto the most powerful hands on Earth, which held her own with
the gentility and tenderness of a newborn child, staring up into her cousins
caring blue eyes, and replied the only way she could, with a slight nodding of
her head, which was followed with the last pair of Kryptonians in existence
hugging one another lovingly. Kara's meeting with The Justice League's
Chairman now over, she said her goodbyes to him and various members currently
about their space-bound headquarters; before Bolting up, up and away into the
cold, blackness of space. Streaking down back towards Earth, for some much
needed contemplation and a mental cool-down, which she had been doing quite
often lately (her teenage hormones getting the better of her, mixed with her
semi-recent run in with Darkseid), as she soared across the air and around her
now adopted planet, hoping to clear her mind and rest her still riled up soul.

Rest that she unfortunately did not get for very long, as Supergirl passed
over the central area of the United States, where her always listening super
hearing picked up yet another situation that she simply couldn't help but
investigate further. Kara had trained her super senses to pick up any such
sounds of danger in quite a far range at that, even when she wasn't
specifically attempting to do so. One of the many learned skills taught to her
by her mentor Superman during the course of the past few years that she had
been an active superhero on Earth. Yes, Supergirl was quite adept at picking
up the sounds of despair and evil from vast distances, and this one in
particular interested her very much indeed.

The sounds of women screaming and crying, snapping whip-like sounds heard
striking before each and every female cry, and heard above all of that was the
yelling roars of a man, seemingly responsible for it all. The more Supergirl
listened to these sounds the more she could tell these women were in serious
trouble, not to mention pain, being brought on them by a singularly bullingly
male. Such crimes enraged here more than most any other, the physical abusing
of women by men, men that think just because they are bigger and stronger than
the women around them (something Kara was pleased that society was changing
more and more on its own) that they could force and push their wills onto
others, making them do as they wished, or that they can simply punish and hurt
those weaker than them just because they can.

Thoughts of her recent conversation with her cousin flowed all about her
impulsive young mind, though before too long they were swept away by the
raging emotion that she felt about this situation; one which as the typical
minded teenage girl (with the anything by typical teenage girls physique) she
was caused her to act on in a flash once more.

"I told you....." SMACK!, "......you women are My property!" SMACK!, "You do
as I command......" SMACK!, ".....or you Suffer The Consequences!!!" yelled
out a man's voice with a noticeably Middle Eastern accent, the sounds of which
alternated back and forth with his savage whipping strikes on the grouping of
four young women around him. Women that even with their mostly concealing
clothing looked to possess beautiful feminine faces, and voluptuously womanly
physiques. So much so that combined they could almost definitely take this
physically abusive man down; though their fear of him was absolute and
unquestioning, stopping them from doing anything against to his continually
beating form. Another thing that stopped any retaliation on their part was the
fact that he was a very wealthy and powerful man, who with a few phone calls
could have them all deported back to their home country, where they would
surely be facing treatment like this as well, or much worse. All of these
combined with the fact that he was actually married to all of them (something
that was perfectly legal under Islamic law, though he kept a bit secretive
while he was on American soil), making them essentially his possessions to do
with as he wished, made any chances of fighting back, in any respect, a simple
impossibility; leaving them with no hope at all for a better life - that was
until the sounds of a massive explosion was heard just outside their mansion's
large front yard, which was quickly followed by the sounds of their husband's
security force springing into action, and a very concerned look on his
malicious face as well.

Kara being the teenage girl that she was simply loved to make an entrance,
something she did here and now as she crashed into the ground of this complex
like a meteor; her barely concealed, perfectly sculpted, noticeably muscular
(while less so than the more massive Wonder Woman or Power Girl, her body
still had its share of noticeable hardness and muscle size) female form. A
body so amazingly sculpted, coupled with a young face that was held an angelic
beauty about it (her blue eyes shining bright, her long blond hair cascading
about her firm, capped shoulders) that the armed guards running to engage her
had to stop in their tracks at the sight of her, pausing with both shock and
lust as they gazed upon Kara's utter physical perfection. That was until
several seconds later, as they noticed her legendary uniform, their sex
starved minds putting two and two together and realizing that she was in fact
the real Girl Of Steel (something her approaching form, which toppled and
flipped over this owner's assortment of cars with ease) also alerted them to;
causing them to move into action, firing their weapons on this superpowered
teenage beauty, screaming at one another to better plan their attack against
her - which then turned into screams of pain and fear as they realized their
attempts to stop her were all for nothing.

Supergirl spent the next 10 minutes dispatching each and every guard with her
Kryptonian powered muscles. Something she could have done in mere seconds,
though truth be told she was actually enjoying this act (her assortment of
girlish giggling clear evidence of that), and didn't want it to end. The fear
in these men's eyes as she approached them, their attempts to stop her not
even being noticed by her vastly superior form; though she in turn more than
noticed their cocks all standing up and throbbing hard at the mere sight of
her, which was yet another reason for her prolonging this slaughter a bit
longer than truly necessary.

Kara Loved the idea that even though she was unstoppably making her way to
(and then through) them, knowing that she was about to break, crush or toss
them into unconsciousness with ease, that they still couldn't help but get
insanely aroused by her, even in the midst of all of the gunfire and
explosions around them. Yes, Supergirl was truly enjoying herself here and
now, as she dispatched the last of the armed security about this place,
adorably cute as he was she even had thoughts of ripping his pants to ribbons
and giving him the super-fucking of his life (and possibly his death, with how
sexually aroused she was feeling). Though such thoughts were swiftly removed
from her young mind, as her super hearing picked up an angry (or was that
terrified?) man's voice heard within this massive mansion; the same voice
which initially brought her to this place, followed by the screaming shrieks
of the women, sounds which Kara could accept no longer.

KA-BOOM!, loudly echoed about this houses main living area, which currently
housed its rich and powerful owner and his assortment of abused wives, as its
double-reinforced doors exploded open with savage force; its large heavy forms
being flung out to either side, landing with a crashing impact on the side
walls several feet away. The source of this explosion was none other than a
single leg from this vastly powerful young girl, the very sight of which while
causing both fear and lust to flow about the lone man's mind and body, for the
women trapped (in every sense of the word) in with him, she represented
something so much more - Hope.

"What is the meaning of this!!" cried out with noticeable anger this
belt-wielding man, "You have no right to burst into my home like this! The
League have no jurisdiction here, Little Girl! You have no right......"

"I'm not here representing The League, you bastard, I'm here representing
women, of which you clearly have no respect for" Kara commandingly
interrupted, making her way closer to this scene; her fit, hard, athletically
tight body quite evident to all around them. With a reassuring nod and warm
smile towards the previously abused gathering of women, she let them know that
everything was now going to be alright, that she would make sure no further
harm came to any of them from this viciously beating man.

"What nonsense is this! This is preposterous, I am their husband, and under
Islamic rule I can....."

"You're their husband?? Sheesh, what could a creep like you possibly do to get
four hot babes like these to marry you, buy them??" Supergirl again
interrupted out, a statement that caused all of the women here to look
downward in shame and regret, while the single man to smile a powerful grin.
Her previously spoken words ringing very true, though not something the still
a bit naive Kryptonian girl was familiar with. Men having multiple wives was
shocking enough, but to find out he actually purchased them, making them more
his possessions and property than his wives, which along with the emotional
whimpering and crying of these women before her, served simply to enrage Kara
even more.

"That's right Supergirl, I bought them, I bought them from families who were
eager to settle their debts, so they are Mine now, in every sense of the word,
to punish and abuse as I See Fit!!" the foolish older man barked out, pointing
to and scolding his wives, intimidating them all once more to the point of
causing them to cry from fear, thinking that their superhuman protector could
in fact do nothing, and they would be at his mercy in the end once more. "So
remove yourself from my presence, Little Girl, before I......"

"What? Before you what, "Little Man"?" Kara angrily replied, her eyes glowing
red with rage as she approached this man even closer. "What are you going to
do, beat me, whip me, like you did these poor, unfortunate women? Well, go
ahead, be my guest" she both powerfully and erotically made out, before
turning her back to this Middle Eastern male (that very act being a massive
insult in his culture), as she sexily stuck her perfectly sculpted and
lusciously rounded ass out to him, lifting her already micro-mini skirt up and
over her glutes; giving him both the ultimate viewing of one of the most
perfectly shaped female asses on Earth, as well as a perfect target for him to
use his belt on. "Well come on Poofie Boy, show me what you've got" Kara
teased this now red-faced man with a smile, as she playfully wagged her butt
back and forth before his eyes.

"Insolent Wench!" he then yelled out, his blood boiling at this young girl's
humiliating treatment of him, and in his own house, around his own wives, no
less. Never in his life had he been treated in such a fashion, and by a girl
at that (his mind so filled with anger at this time, he wasn't contemplating
that she was Far from your normal girl). So what was to follow was hardly a
surprise to anyone here, as he raised his arm high and hard, and Slammed his
often used belt down on Kara's sexily shaped ass. Loud Smacking sounds echoed
all about the room again and again as he did so, sounds which caused each of
the women around to flinch and gasp, as it brought back memories of their own
beatings at the hands of this cruel, vicious man. Though Kara had a much
different reaction, one that served to anger this continually whipping man
even more, one that even caused his assortment of wives around them to quietly
giggle from.

"Awwwww, is that all the power you can muster up, Little Boy. Come now, surely
you can do better than that. I can't even feel anything......which I bet is
what all of your wives think when you stick your little pencil-dick inside
them too" Supergirl teased out, causing the women around her to giggle louder
now, Supergirl's very presence causing their confidence to grow and their fear
of their joint husband to fade. "But what can you expect from a guy who has to
buy women, and beat them to keep them in line. Ha, look at these girls, some
of them I'd say could take you down alone, let alone all at once" she
continued on, taunting the taller, though less than massive, man with words
that rang with much truth. Each of his wives was actually quite tall and
voluptuously built, and while not muscular or noticeably fit, simply their
size and luscious shape alone would have given them the necessary physical
power to take this bullying man down, let alone all four of them together. A
fact that he himself could very well have known, one of the main reasons why
he kept on with his beatings, to instill fear and terror of him in their
hearts and minds, crippling them emotionally from ever acting against him in
the least physically. Though this sexy, young superhuman girl was now removing
such walls, giving them back their pride and confidence, and most importantly,
their very lives.

"You do not talk to me like that! You will Not.....I will not
allow......Grrrrrrrr!!" the once powerful man roared out at his treatment at
the hands of this young girl, something he noticed full well was removing the
hold he had built around his wives as well, as he continued on whipping
Supergirl's blue panty wearing butt; doing so with all of his strength, though
making not to much as the slightest red mark on her flawlessly built body,
causing her to only giggle, not scream in agony as he was so often used to
hearing.

"Actually, I'll talk to you anyway I want. I'm clearly the stronger here, and
you've proven full well that the stronger one rules!" she more intimidatingly
spoken out, rising back up to her full 5' 7" height yet again, as she turned
back around to face this malicious man, thrusting her amazingly ample chest
out to him, while sexily placing her hands on her hips. "Here you go, why
don't you see if you fare any better on these babies" she spoke out in a
seductively powerful voice, offering him her bountiful breasts which he could
strike until his hearts content.

An offer he didn't hesitate to take, as he would give anything to hurt and
humiliate this teenage girl defiantly standing before him now. He instantly
began smacking and whipping Kara's massive chest with all of his might,
thinking if any place on her superpowered form would be vulnerable, it would
be here. The sounds of his impacts on her stronger than steel body again
echoing all over this room, though this time the gathering of women didn't
flinch or gasp, their past memories of such treatment against them by this man
where quickly being replaced by these current and much more enjoyable visions
of the here and now. Visions of their "husband" being embarrassed beyond
belief by Supergirl, who only laughed in his face at his attempts to hurt her;
a face that was growing even more red, as exhaustion from his continually
striking acts coupled with his mindless rage against this girl, both causing
him to get very tired and a bit light-headed, as he finally stopped (after
several straight minutes of all out effort), his arms now hanging limply by
his sides.

"Awwwww, what's the matter, is the big strong man too much of a wimp to keep
up with a Real Woman?" Kara teased out in a sexy high pitched tone. "What's
the matter, can't get your arms up to continue any longer.......is that how
your dick gets when you're pitifully fucking your beautiful wives here? Tell
me girls, is he a limp dicked fuck? Is his manly member as weak as it is
tiny?" she asked out to the assortment of growingly excited young women, all
of whom laughed out with large grins, nodding their heads Yes in answer to
Supergirl's taunting question. "Hmmmm, so you're as much of a man in the
bedroom as you are everywhere else then, meaning Not At All. Mmmmmm, well
then, let's see if I can't do something about that" she cooed out with an
erotic licking of her lips and a seductive gaze from her gleaming blue eyes.

With a tiny nibbling of her lower lip, Supergirl then began to levitate her
supremely shaped and barely concealed young form up off the ground, doing so
very slowly and controlled, until her large D-cup breasts were level to his
quickly widening eyes. Then, with the sexuality of a professional erotic
dancer, she grabbed them both of her steel hard globes with her hands, and
pushed them into one another, creating even more lusciously firm cleavage,
right before this man's eyes. Never before had he seen such a perfectly shaped
set of breasts before, so full, so thick, so round, so Firm and Hard. He could
only imagine the things he would do to them, to this incredibly gorgeous
teenage girl as a whole, if he could. As strikingly beautiful and womanly
shaped as his wives were, he would trade them all one hundred-fold for just
one night with this girl - not thinking just what would happen to his
immensely weaker body if he did.

"Oooooooh, I think were getting a bit of a reaction.......if you can call it
that. It's a good thing I have telescopic vision, eh girls, or I might have
missed that altogether" Kara teased out yet again as she looked down at this
man's rapidly expanding erection, causing the women about her to laugh, while
the man was so lost in lust due to her amazingly sexual acts and unrivaled
physique, that he took little notice. That was until Supergirl grabbed him
harshly around his chin with a single hand (using just enough strength to hurt
him a bit, lifting him to his toes with her unreal powered muscles, but not
enough to truly Crush), as she brought her face closer to his, whispering now
into his eager ears words that both aroused and terrified him all at once.

"You want me, don't you? You want this body of mine wrapped around you, to
fuck me hard and strong, I can tell. You want to feel my firm, hard body
against yours, feel your cock move in and out of my pussy.......my
butt......my tits. You want to fuck me more than Anything, don't you little
man?" Supergirl cooed out sexily, causing him to nod his head the best he
could in this current position.

"Mmmmmm, just keep in mind, your weak little baby boy body wouldn't survive
such an act, I'm just Too Much of a woman for you. I can bend steel with ease
in my arms, crush coal to diamonds with my breasts, explode boulders to
pebbles with my thighs; I would bend and twist and mangle you to pulp, and if
by some chance your limp dick actually made me cum, I would blow a hole right
through you with my juices, while I ripped your body to pieces in my movements
of climaxing ecstasy. No Little Man, you will never fuck me, and you'll be
lucky to fuck anyone else when I'm done with you tonight!" Kara sexily
growled, which was followed by a sudden hurricane gust of wind from her
luscious lips that easily blew him up and away from her, landing him several
feet away on a large, ordinate, expensive looking couch.

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