Note: This story contains graphic violence, nudity, n/c, f/f rape,
and other elements that make it unsuitable for younger readers.  It is intended for, and should only be read by mature adults, over twenty one years of age.

Super Powers. Part 3.
By
GW
(gwalb@nycap.rr.com)



Confident that she had completely incapacitated the Mighty Suprema, Gray Shadow hauled the injured crimefighter to her feet.

Before Suprema was even fully erect, Gray Shadow drove her fist with stunning power into the heroine's diaphragm, paralyzing her lungs.

As Suprema stumbled backward, Gray Shadow remorselessly stepped up her vicious attack. The groggy superheroine, tottering on rubbery legs, was an easy target for the evil devil's murderous fists and feet.

Gray Shadow, growing even more arrogant with success, continually taunted her reeling foe.

Gray Shadow mercilessly battered Suprema's mighty physique until the stricken superheroine doubled over in agony, mewling in pain, unable to get her breath.

Gray Shadow eagerly grabbed Suprema by the neck and pulled her closer, setting her up for a devastating punch to her jaw. Suprema cringed fearfully.

Suprema apprehensively saw the fist coming at her, but there was no escaping the deadly blow.

Suprema saw stars; she was shuddering spasmodically and floundering on wobbly legs, that were about to give out. Gray Shadow inspected her foe callously a moment before her next attack.

While Suprema wobbled unsteadily, nearly out on her feet. Gray Shadow grabbed her in a fierce bear hug.

Virtually defenseless now, Suprema gasped fearfully. Seeing the dread in her foe's troubled blue eyes, Gray Shadow sneered gleefully.

Gray Shadow's arms snapped shut like a bear trap, as she lifted Suprema's pain wracked body into the air.

Suprema struggled frantically to escape the fearful trap, but the gray devil's arms were strong as her legs, punishing the injured superheroine mercilessly. It was clear Suprema had no hope of escaping Gray Shadow's deadly embrace; she could only whimper fearfully.

Already pounded to jelly by Gray Shadow's fists, Suprema's superb abdomen caved in as she writhed in agony in the brutal criminal's steely arms. Overwhelmed by the fierce crushing pain, her large, powerfully rounded body collapsed limply in seconds.

Feeling not even a wriggle of resistance, Gray Shadow flung Suprema away in disgust. Barely conscious, the magnificently endowed, blue clad woman tumbled limply to the floor.

Too badly injured to fight anymore, what could she do but retreat? Suprema knew in her heart, disastrous defeat and more frightful pain were inevitable, unless she could somehow escape. Renowned as the most valiant of crimefighters, Suprema swallowed her pride, and fearfully tried to crawl away from the deadly intimidating foe, who seemed invincible.

Yet how could she escape when she couldn't even stand up? Suprema hopelessly scuttled across the floor, while Gray Shadow strode ever closer.

As Gray Shadow stalked her, the cruel villainess boasted that the cringing superheroine was finished. Suprema knew in her heart that she was beaten, but she refused to admit the dreadful  truth. She desperately denied Gray Shadow's taunt, but her voice trembled, and her lower lip quivered, betraying her fears.

Before the injured superheroine could drag herself far, Gray Shadow pounced astride her aching middle, pinning her helplessly to the floor. Unable to escape, Suprema looked up with dread at those menacing fists poised above her face.

Suprema's chilling suspense was short-lived. Scarcely pausing a second, Gray Shadow smashed her fists into Suprema's beautiful face. Even knowing her gallant foe was helpless, the cruel brute beat her mercilessly.

Gray Shadow pounded the stricken heroine long after Suprema's enfeebled, doomed efforts to escape had ceased.

It wasn't until long after Suprema stopped moving, that the dastardly villainess climbed triumphantly off the pitifully moaning, blue clad heroine.

Barely conscious, Suprema groggily sat up, still doggedly, if foolishly, refusing to admit defeat. Gray Shadow stood menacingly above her, callously observing her struggles with amused contempt.  Once she sat up, Suprema tried to summon the strength to rise, but another wave of dizzy weakness overwhelmed her. She sat there miserably, helplessly awaiting the inevitable.

A brutal kick to the jaw, put the final touch on the fearful beating; perhaps with unknowing mercy, putting the valiant Suprema out of her misery, at least for a time.


 
 
 

End of Part 3.
 

 Go on to Part 4.