WARNING: This story contains graphic violence, nudity and f/f and m/f rape. It is most definitely intended for, and should only be read by mature adults above the age of twenty-one.
 
 

Diabolically forced to perform the act of fellatio on the bestial Igon, the defiled, virgin goddess, Ultrairia seemed likely to become physically ill. Chlorisinda about to go on to another facet of vengeful debauchery snorted in disgust, but paused a moment.

When it became apparent, Ultrairia wouldn't vomit after all, Chlorisinda grasped her under the chin and forcefully guided her down on her back.

Chlorisinda arrogantly mounted the despairing, compliant goddess, and crudely ordered the brutalized, defiled divinity, once her adored idol, now her brutalized basely avowed slave, to perform that service the evil nymph had dreamed of, through all her long, painful exile.

"Eat MY pussy, bitch!"

The brutally oppressed goddess dared not disobey her vile, new mistress, abhorrent as the command might be to a divine exemplar of virtue.  With a despairing sob, she who was so long worshipped, worshipfully set about the sexual satisfaction of the spiteful, lascivious nymph, who had enslaved her.

As divine Ultrairia abjectly serviced her former adoring acolyte, Chlorisinda nodded to her repellent familiar, and Igon rejoined the continuing debauchery of the Goddess, ever-Virgin till this hour. The slavering monster eagerly mouthed the deflowered goddess's sacred genitalia with bestial lust. That odious creature's slobbering, oral abuse was even more abhorrent than submission to the perverse nymph's lecherous demands, but Ultrairia dared make no protest.

Horrifyingly, the goddess of chaste virtue, now no more than Chlorisinda's defiled, debauched  slave, succumbed to the brutish Igon's crude, slobbering, oral violation. Even as her abject ministrations brought Chlorisinda a long dreamed sexual gratification, Ultrairia unwillingly fell victim to a hateful orgasm, never experienced in her ages long, virginal celibacy.

Having blasphemously debauched a goddess, Chlorisinda spitefully made sport of Ultrairia's shamed distress.

"Oversexed trollop that you are, your performance was no better than a cheap, dockside whore, but you will have ample opportunity to learn the finer points of pleasing me!" The gloating nymph snorted derisively. "Perhaps Igon can give you a few pointers?"

"The hour grows late, and it has been a long satisfying day, but other tasks remain undone!" Chlorisinda told her hapless captive. "Time to secure you for the night, Slut!"

Then, she snapped to her vile familiar. "Igon get those two pathetic simpletons I left staked out above! They are no doubt waiting to be rescued by their beloved patroness, Green Goddess! It's time to disabuse them of their foolish delusions! Two new toys will keep you from mischief for the night!"

"No-nohh...(sob)..." Ultrairia cried in horror, starting to jump to her feet. "N-not them...(sob)...Please, please Mistress spare them...(sob)...You have no quarrel with those innocent maidens...(sob)... It is me, you wish to punish...Let them go...please let them go...(sob)"

Before Ultrairia had half risen, Chlorisinda smacked her across the face with another head ringing blow. Chlorisinda would accept nothing but instant unquestioning obedience and acquiescence to her whims from the unfortunate Goddess, now that she had, at last, made Ultrairia her slave.

Silence Slave!" Chlorisinda roared. "How dare you question the decisions of your Mistress!"

Green Goddess, whimpering in fear, remained on her knees, trembling violently, heart racing; proud, fearless Ultrairia was fast learning the folly of disobedience to the mercurial whims of her harsh new Mistress.

"b-but...but..."

A glare from her mistress, even more intimidating than her blow, cut Ultrairia short.

"One more word about those bitches, and you will watch as I whip both of them to death in front of you! They are not immortal, and it would be a pleasure to kill two of your new pets, as I killed that bitch Alexia!"

Ultrairia had no doubt that the demonic nymph would carry out her threat. She couldn't bear to see  her dear young disciples die horribly in front of her. With a heartrending pang, she who was an invincible guardian of righteousness this morning, realized there was nothing the broken slave, Ultrairia, could do to save those two innocent maidens from Igon. She hung her head in shamed silence, as Igon eagerly hurried off, to retrieve the other captives.

"That's better! Now kneel there, while I leash you! Every dog needs a leash!"

Surrendering to her Mistress's will, the broken-hearted goddess knelt obediently at Chlorisinda's feet. Then, her head still submissively bowed in shame, Green Goddess abjectly accepted another badge of servitude to the vile usurper, Chlorisinda.

Igon swiftly carried the two weeping captive superheroines to the cavern entrance. The helpless maidens shivered and cringed at the loathsome creature's touch. Marvel Girl shrieked hysterically unable to control her terror. Amazon Glory, trembling in awful terror herself, tried to reassure her friend. Both unconscious after their encounters with the demonic nymph, neither was aware of Green Goddess's own disastrous defeat by the evil Chlorisinda. Despite their terror, both were still certain Divine Ultrairia would rescue them, as she had so many other unfortunate superheroines in the past.

Still hoping for rescue, as Igon flung them into the fetid cave, it was a mind numbing shock for Amazon Glory and Marvel Girl to discover that their beloved Divine Patroness had fallen as well, suffering a defeat more crushing than their own.

Ultrairia, naked and chained, sobbingly crawled at Chlorisinda's heel like a leashed dog, her magnificent form welted from head to toe by a terrible lashing. What creature could be so evil as to commit such sacrilege?

The despairing captives watched in horror, as Chlorisinda contemptuously led Divine Ultrairia in front of them, by a leash, as though the sobbing Goddess were a despised dog. More disheartening than Chlorisinda's' mastery over their divine patroness, was Ultraria's abject acceptance of her fate, as she meekly crawled at the evil nymph's heel, sobbing brokenly. With fiendish glee, Chlorisinda paraded her submissive, divine captive about the chamber, arrogantly displaying her harsh domination to Ultrairia's broken-hearted disciples.

Then glorying in her mastery over the noble goddess before her adoring devotees, the vile nymph derisvely snickered.

"Show your little pets how your sealed your vow of obedience to your MISTRESS!"

"Oh not...(sob)..."

"Yes, you moron! Kiss my ass, again! Show these little fools what a cowardly, contemptible slut their adored goddess really is!"

How could she sink any lower? Ground into the dust, the humbled Ultrairia had no courage left to disobey her mistress, no matter how mortifyingly vile the command. Sobbing even harder at betraying the adoring trust of her two followers, Ultrairia rendered disgusting homage to the former worshipful nymph, now the imperious Mistress she dared not disobey.  The two sobbing superheroines looked on in woeful disbelief at the sickening, shaming spectacle of divine abasement, knowing all hope was lost.

Satisified that she had demonstrated how low their adored divinity had fallen, Chlorisinda, with a tug of the mortifying leash, led the bitterly sobbing, despoiled goddess away, as the two woeful superheroines sobbed in despairing misery.

"Igon will tend to you sluts while I put this worthless bitch in her kennel!" Chlorisinda snickered, with a glance of triumph at the two additional vicims of her savage vengeance.

As Igon approached them again, his monstrous phallus bobbing eagerly, the two superheroines shrieked in despairing terror.

Before Ultrairia even crawled from the chamber, Igon was already ripping the clothes off the two terrified, shrieking captives.

The mighty goddess of justice, who had ever flown to the aid of the abused, sobbed miserably as the heartrending screams echoed in her ears. She ached to ease the anguish of the frightened victims, but at a tug of her Mistress's leash, she dutifully crept away from their harrowing anguish. The invincible Green Goddess was now only a broken slave, powerless to help the two young women who were as daughters to her. Chlorisinda rapidly hauled the captive Goddess to a small, dank, cell like fissure in the rock. Before she crawled inside the cell, Ultrairia turned for a last despairing glimpse.

 The fleeting pause annoyed Chlorisinda, and she viciously kicked Ultra inside the cell.

"Hurry up bitch I want to rejoin the fun!"

This morning an All-powerful Goddess, this evening only a broken slave to be kicked like a stray dog. With a cry of pain and a sob, Ultrairia swiftly crawled into the cell, lest she further anger her cruel Mistress.

Chlorisinda rapidly chained the sobbing captive to a metallic pile, already driven halfway to the roots of the earth, in preparation. Half maddened by grief for her beloved protégées, Ultrairia hardly noticed that the vicious nymph, lecherously eager to join Igon's fun, nearly strangled her in the process.

Once Ultrairia was inescapably secured, Chlorisinda hurried off to join the evil perverted debauchery. In the brief time she was gone, the lecherous abomination, Igon, had already despoiled the two virginal superheroines of every vestige of their uniforms, and was already raping the screaming Amazon Glory, while Marvel Girl cowered in terror, knowing her turn was coming.

Chlorisinda, chortling in evil glee, swiftly joined in the fiendish orgy.

The horrifying screams continued long into the night, bitterly tormenting the broken-hearted Ultrairia, who could only sob mournfully in despair, knowing by bitter experience, all too well, what horrors her young friends were enduring.

A pathetic, abused, captive, defeated, shamed and degraded, weeping forlornly in a gloomy cavern, powerless to help those she loved most! Was this truly the fabulous, invincible Green Goddess? What sage, in all the ages of the world, could believe Divine Ultrairia could fall; fall so disastrously and so far in one day? Brutally vanquished in combat, despoiled of her garments, inescapably shackled by sorcery, savagely lashed until she abjectly yielded herself as slave to her victorious conqueror, and then vilely debauched! Now, the hapless, subjugated divinity huddled on the cold stone floor, sobbing softly in hopeless despair, knowing cruel Chlorisinda's diabolical vengeance would be endlessly long and scarcely endurable. Her misery was a hundred fold more agonizing, knowing the two young superheroines she loved as daughters, shared her ghastly fate because of their loyalty to her. What new horrors would the morrow bring?
 
 

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