WARNING: This story contains nudity, graphic violence, F/F and M/F rape, and other adult themes. It is most definitely intended for, and should only be read by, mature adults, over the age of twenty-one.

Shower Room Fight. Part  3.
By
GW
(gwalb@nycap.rr.com)
 


Valerie crowed exultantly in triumph. Though always arrogantly sure of herself, the evil teenager could scarce believe she had beaten Marvel Lass!

The unhappy loser was even more mystified by defeat! How could this be? The invincible Marvel Lass resoundingly thrashed by an undersized slip of a girl! Unable to believe that even without Athena's Girdle, the tiny Valerie defeated her so completely, and forced her to squeal for mercy, the disconsolate Marvel Lass sobbed in humiliated misery.

"Now that she had won, the bullying little witch grabbed Marvel Lass by the hair and pulled her close, snarling that now, according to prison tradition, the beaten loser was her property.

It was terrible enough that Valerie's calamitous victory gave the evil girl physical mastery over her, but the proud Chosen One of the Goddess could never willingly submit to mortifying subservience to the wicked teen. Between her sobs, Marvel Lass haltingly defied the young bully, though her heart was pounding fearfully.

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Valerie's was enraged by her new 'Bitch's' defiance. Her reaction was swift and merciless. She brutally attacked the defenseless superheroine, kicking her viciously over on her belly, as the beaten Marvel Lass continued to cry out her surrender.

Once she kicked Marvel Lass over on her stomach, Valerie leaped into the air and came down feet first on the other girl's injured back.

Sitting astride the helpless superheroine's back, Valerie twisted Marvel Lass's leg at an excruciating angle. At the same time, half strangling her, she bent her spine backward nearly ninety degrees. Once again, the hapless heroine experienced unendurable pain.

Between her shrieks of agony, Marvel Lass begged the diminutive tormentor to let her go.

Even when the diabolical teen humiliatingly beat her into surrender, refusal to willingly obey, preserved some shreds of her dignity; but unendurable pain erased the last vestiges of independent pride, and now Marvel Lass shrilly screamed that she would obey the teen tyrant.

Now, it wasn't enough to promise obedience, Valerie didn't release the screaming crimefighter, until Marvel Lass swore by Athena to obey the vicious girl's every whim.

Once Marvel Lass hysterically screamed her vow to obey, Valerie released her and rose, chortling in glee at the power she'd won over the vanquished crimefighter!

"Now the Bitch is gonna pay, pay BIG TIME, for putting me in here!" She gloated, savoring the first moments of long planned vengeance.

As the pain in her contorted body eased, Marvel Lass rolled over, and sobbing in misery, looked up fearfully at the evil girl triumphantly leering down at her. Why? How? She was a superheroine! Yet like some bizarre nightmare, this tiny teenager beat her up, and forced her to cravenly plead like a terrified child! How did she ever think she could reason with this evil witch? What folly possessed her to follow the evil teen to this horrible room, without the Girdle of Athena? Now she was Valerie's plaything, her BITCH!  The defeated superheroine gulped in dread, her stomach churning, as the full horror of her appalling predicament hit her! Despite her youth, Valerie was known to have tortured helpless prisoners to death, and the evil girl hated Marvel Lass with a passion. The devil would  make her pay dearly for her undercover folly! Oh Athena! What horrible things would the vicious little beast do to her?

Cowed by this horrifying, inexplicable disaster, Marvel Lass, trembling fearfully, submitted meekly, when the vicious young delinquent hauled her to her feet. Indeed, the effects of the terrible beating Valerie had given her, made resistance impossible.

Valerie's loins tingled at the heady excitement of bullying the tall, voluptuous superheroine, long thought by the world to be  invincible. Even as she dragged her to her feet, Valerie threatened Marvel Lass with swift retribution for disobedience. A cringing Marvel Lass sobbed in miserable acquiescence.

Once she hauled the sobbing crimefighter to her feet, the flat-chested Valerie scornfully toyed with her beaten foe's sumptuously luxuriant breasts. The stunned crimefighter was appalled by the nasty teen's odious possessive groping, but there was no way she could prevent it, now. Snuffling in anguish, Marvel Lass abjectly endured the odious molestation. She was still stunned by her incomprehensible defeat, still pathetically wondering how the younger, smaller girl beat her up so badly, with nothing but her bare hands.

Valerie grabbed Marvel Lass by the hair and painfully spun her around, inspecting the defeated beauty's youthfully voluptuous body with a triumphant, possessive eye. Marvel Lass could only plead in frightened whimpers.

Powerful muscles rounded out Marvel Lass's behind to a provocative, exciting prominence. Valerie couldn't resist such an eye-catching target! She smacked the helpless superheroine's bottom, a hard stinging slap. Valerie's hand, though tiny, was calloused by work in the fields, and her wiry arm incredibly strong. The contemptuous blow stung like fire, and brought new tears to Marvel Lass's distressed blue eyes.

As Marvel Lass leaped in shock, Valerie laughing demonically, struck again, and again. Oh, what fun to spank the renowned Marvel Lass like a disobedient child!

Dancing from one foot to the other in pain, Marvel Lass wept and pleaded for Valerie to stop the humiliating, demeaning, and incredibly painful chastisement. Despite, or perhaps spurred on by the older girl's loud squeals and tearful  pleas, Valerie gleefully spanked the tall, voluptuous crimefighter, until her delightful derriere was blazing.

When Valerie finally stopped, Marvel Lass's opulent behind was scalded angry scarlet and blazed with fiery pain. The hapless heroine looked down in disbelief at the damage the tiny girl had done, with just her hand.

Now that she had totally subdued the hapless, undercover superheroine, Valerie, once again, began to grope and fondle Marvel Lass's pussy. This time there was no angry retaliation; Valerie had taught the cringing superheroine the folly of  chaste pride. The vicious teen had so terrorized her, that it scarcely mattered that she had given her sacred oath to obey. Marvel Lass was too frightened to defy her tormentor, anyway. In her distress, she could do no more than submissively beg for mercy.

Marvel Lass stiffened in shock, as Valerie manipulated her clit. How degraded she felt! "Oh Dear Goddess! She's treating me like I'm a sex toy!"

Yet, though austerely committed to the virtuous chastity of  Athena, Valerie's bold fingers wriggling in her virginal pussy, elicited an erotic shudder of  excitement, that try as she might, Marvel Lass could not ignore.

Trembling uncontrollably, her sensitive nipples stiffening, Marvel Lass helplessly and reluctantly responded to the cruel, contemptuous sexual abuse. Valerie snickered in derision.

Her pussy wet and throbbing with unnatural excitement, Marvel Lass couldn't long control her enslaved body. She sobbingly capitulated to her perverse sensual passion. Moaning lustily, she shamefully fondled her eagerly thrusting nipples, while her pelvis wriggled in sexual abandon.

Valerie triumphantly chortled in glee, seeing Marvel Lass's demeaning erotic surrender. Devastated by the disgrace of cowardly submission, and now surrendering to the younger girl's wicked violation, the hapless superheroine bitterly admitted that she was indeed, no more than the cruel teen's 'Bitch'.

Valerie expertly brought the sexually innocent superheroine, now her confessed prison bitch, to a shattering orgasm.

Marvel Lass sank to her knees in shame. she had always prided herself on her chastity and dedication to the ideals of the Virgin Goddess, Athena. Now Valerie had even taken that from her.

Raping her hated superheroine captive, was a heady erotic high for the sadistic teen. The cold blooded, young terrorist had never been so sexually stimulated in her life. She almost came herself, when Marvel Lass humiliatingly surrendered to her abuse.  Her loins ached for relief. She grabbed her unfortunate captive by the hair and dragged her close.

Valerie harshly commanded her weeping new 'bitch' to service her, by word, as well as by her savage actions, forcefully mashing the defeated superheroine's beautiful, woeful face against her genitalia.

This morning, she was the haughty Defender of Virtue, now she was only Valerie's debauched 'bitch', abjectly subjugated to the girl's arrogant dominance! With no more than a sob of resignation, Marvel Lass submissively complied with her masterful young mistress's command. Terrified of displeasing the harsh tempered teen, Marvel Lass zealously performed the odious, degrading task.

It hardly mattered that the virtuous crimefighter was totally inexperienced; for Valerie no aphrodisiac could be more powerful than to have the hated Marvel Lass groveling like a dog at her feet, sobbingly, fearfully obedient to her every whim, snuffling in misery, as she worshipfully did her best to satisfy her. This was the BEST SEX ever!

The tamed superheroine, spurred by overmastering fear, soon brought Valerie to a powerful climax.


 
 
 

End of Part 3.
 

 Go on to Part 4 Conclusion.