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The sleek black limousine pulls off the main street and into the estate of the embassy of Arabistan, stopping under the covered entryway on the side of the building. Not visible from the street. Lights in the area snuff out, plunging the driveway into darkness. Two Arab men in black suits and head scarfs leave the embassy and stop beside the car's back door. After it opens, they help the occupants climb out of the luxury ride. The first is a tall Asian man dressed in a white turtleneck, tan jodhpurs and black boots. The second is a gigantic man in a blue and black tuxedo carrying a large valise and the end of a chain. The next three people to leave the car make the two Arabs gasp with shock and surprise.
The first woman is wearing black high heels, black silk panties, a harsh leather bondage glove that pins her arms together in a tight sheath, and a black leather hood that completely covers her head. She is at the end of the chain held by the giant. In the middle of the chain dangles a small, glowing green rock. She seems to be having some difficulty moving - her legs are stiff and unbending and her gait is strange. She looks like she can barely remain on her feet. The next to leave the car is a tall raven-haired woman wearing a tiara, silver bracelets, red and white knee-high boots, and a frilly little white apron that basically just covers her belly and crotch. A red ball-gag is stuffed in her mouth and shackles are on her ankles. The chain binding her ankles is welded to her bracelets. She too staggers as she leaves the car, as if walking is something new to her. The last person to get out of the car is dressed like a porno image of a little schoolgirl, in a frilly pink dress with a billowy skirt, white bicep-length gloves, white shoes with six inch heels, white stockings that run up to her thighs, and garters. The effect is slightly ruined by the black cowl on her head. Her face has large red circles on each cheek. A single tear runs down her cheek.
"I am the Hunter," the man in jodhpurs tells the two Arabs. "I have an appointment with Prince Sultan."
"It is very late, sir," the older guard, Tawfik, replies.
"I know it's after nine p.m., but he will see me, nonetheless," Hunter says, tapping his foot on the bottom step. "Either tell him I'm here with his latest *trophies*, or you may face his wrath after we leave."
The man thinks a second, then rushes up the steps into the embassy. Less than two minutes later, he returns with a tall, older Arab dressed in flowing Bedouin garb. "Salaam alaikum, my friend! Why are you here so soon, Hunter?" the Prince asks. Suddenly he notices the three women standing meekly in the shadows. "By the Prophet's Beard, you have THREE of them? Who are they?"
"Alaikum salaam, Prince Sultan bin Sultan! Uh, perhaps we can move this indoors, your highness," Hunter says. "Unless you want to share them with your neighbors?"
As everyone heads into the embassy, Prince Sultan has his men take the women downstairs to *Room 13*. "Go with them, Mr. Crusher, to help them properly restrain these guests of the prince." The prince and criminal head one way, the three men and women head another way into the depths of the building.
* * * * *
An hour later, after several cups of thick Turkish coffee, the prince and Hunter enter Room 13 in the basement of the embassy. During the American Civil War, Allen Pinkerton ran Union Army military intelligence from a building on the site now occupied by the embassy. Most of the old building is now gone, but there is a cell left over from Pinkerton's building, a large room with bare cinderblock on three walls and solid bars on the windows. The Prince modified it to include posts on the wall to hold shackles. Each of the women are now chained to three of the posts. Wonder Woman's leg chain was removed from her shackles and connected to a post, while the other end is still welded to her wrists. The chain around Supergirl's neck is now looped around another post over her head with her piece of green K dangling about a foot above her head. Whenever it brushes against her bare arms, she moans and tries to avoid it. She's not always successful. Batgirl has been given her own set of shackles which bind her hands to a third post.
"I know you wanted two super heroines and Robin, the Boy Wonder, my Prince," Hunter says, "but no sooner had I captured Batgirl than Supergirl stuck her nose into my affairs, before Batman even got word of Batgirl's disappearance! I didn't want to face him and Robin with these three on my hands so I decided to cut my risks and bring them to you. Perhaps if Batman and Robin come 'round, I can add Robin to your hareem, eh?
"So if you'll just give me my money, Mr. Crusher and I will get out of here at warp speed, so you aren't seen consorting with infidels!"
"So you bring me, who then? Wonder Woman, Batgirl and Supergirl? Feh! I can't control these women! They are known, they have powers! Where is your reason, Hunter?"
"You CAN control them, my prince! Get the atomizer, Mr. Crusher!" The giant reaches into the valise lying on the floor between Supergirl and Batgirl and retrieves Hunter's atomizer. "Just spray a bit of this on their lips every few hours, keep that green rock in the room, and you'll have no trouble with any of them. If Wonder Woman's wrists are freed, she'll regain some fighting ability, but not much strength. The rock keeps Supergirl's powers under control. The atomizer keeps the Amazon and Batgirl in line, and might even keep Supergirl in line, if you don't kill her with too much exposure to that rock. Mr. Crusher, let's put that rock over here on the door knob. That should be close enough to keep her in line!"
"And you are sure that these are the real super women?" the prince asks, raising one eye brow. (Well, he only has one long eyebrow so let's say he raises one END of his eyebrow.) He takes the atomizer from Crusher and moves to a position in front of the tall Amazon. "How do I know that these women are who you say they are?"
"Show him the valise, Mr. Crusher," Hunter orders. Crusher dumps the contents of the valise onto the cell floor, showing a riot of primary colors - blue, red, gold, yellow, and black. "Those are their costumes and weapons, your highness." For the next twenty minutes, Hunter shows the prince the invulnerability of Supergirl's tunic, the incredible power of Wonder Woman's Lasso of Obedience, and the marvels in Batgirl's utility belt. Then he has Crusher jab Supergirl's belly with a four-inch knife blade. The girl jerks in her restraints, but her skin isn't even tinged by the weapon's sharp point. The prince tries the same stab and gets the same results.
"Fine, I will accept that these are the women you say they are, but I'm only sure about the one in the hood. Can I control them so easily? The rock, the spray, the chain on the tall woman's bracelets?"
"By Allah," Hunter blasphemes, exasperated with the Arab, "that's all you'll need to control these three women for as long as they amuse you. Two are like normal humans now, Wonder Woman and Batgirl, and Supergirl is, well, she's very weak from the green K and might need some gentle handling to keep her alive and with any kind of mind. So, where's my money? We agreed on $300 million, I believe?"
"Aahhh, times have been hard since 9/11, my friend. Oil prices are up, but so are the goods we must import. The capitalists to the west, the Russians to the north, the Asians to the east, no offense, my friend, all bleed us of our oil wealth. I'm sure you understand. And then you substitute this troublesome Supergirl for that delicious Robin. I really wanted to add him to my hareem. Then, after a few years, if he has learned his training well, he would make an excellent eunuch for my wives."
The prince rubs his furry chin, looks up at the ceiling, then says, "$175 Million."
"AAiieee, you would leave me penniless and destitute, your highness! How would we survive on so little! I don't think, at that price, that I can leave my atomizer or green K with you. Other heroes may find their way to me - Supergirl found me in just 15 hours and she's not known as a brilliant detective! I will need my spray and my rock to deal with their rescuers, my prince. You'll just have to find some other way to control them. And I suggest you do so by morning!" Hunter puts the atomizer in his pocket and moves toward the door.
"Feh, you vex me, Asian infidel! $200 million for Wonder Woman and Batgirl and the atomizer, you take Supergirl and the rock and leave. She may be dead, anyway. I don't see her chest move in five minutes. We bargain again if and when you get Robin."
Hunter moves to the Kryptonian and puts his ear between her naked breasts. A second later, he declares, "She's alive. Not by much, but she's alive. Keep that rock away from her until sunup, my prince, and she'll be right as rain!"
"I'll take my risks with the other super types," Hunter offers. "You take this whole package for $250M and you get the right of first refusal to buy Robin when - not if - WHEN I catch him. I cannot make a fairer deal, highness!"
The prince thinks for a minute, then stretches his hand toward the Asian. "Done, my friend, but there is one last provision in the contract."
"And that is?"
"We leave tomorrow for my homeland. You must come with us and remain until we set up secure accomodations at my palace for these women. If I got them to my hareem and they escaped, if they freed my other *trophies*, that would be ... uncomfortable."
"I'm not sure, highness ..."
"Tawfik! Help the big man release the women. Mr. Hunter will be leaving with all three women in a few minutes."
"Fine, fine, you thief! Mr. Crusher and I will attend you!"
"Excellent, my friend. We will leave at noon, tomorrow. You may rest upstairs."
"How will you get them past customs?"
"Diplomatic pouch, of course!"
* * * * *
An hour before dawn, Supergirl moans and tries to move. Hunter's vibrating Bitch Tamer is still throbbing inside her pussy, making concentration difficult. Nonetheless, with the green K rock across the room, she's recovering from exposure to it and her body is suppressing the effects of Hunter's spray. The other two women are also recovering from the effects of the spray. Crusher didn't wake up and administer a dose at 2 a.m., as planned. "Diana, Batgirl, can you hear me?" Supergirl says in a soft, pained voice. "Nnnngghh ... m-must ignore that ... that THING inside me!" she thinks.
"Kara, I'm here," Batgirl replies. "Wonder Woman can't talk but she's nodding her head. Can you see us through that mask?"
"Yes. Just need to turn my head. Can either of you break out of your bondage?"
"No, Kara," Batgirl replies. "We've been trying for the last hour or so but are too weak. What about you?"
"I can't look up - this thing on my arms has me pushed too far forward to see what I'm hooked to. I think I might be able to get some heat vision working. Maybe I can break your chains?"
"Worth a try, Kara, but then what? Even if you get us loose, I don't know if we can break out. Between the green K and his sex spray ... Besides, I don't want to get out, Kara."
"WHAT?!?" Supergirl gasps at the shocking remark by Gotham's Distaff Dark Knight. "We have to get out of here! I don't want to be weak and helpless like this!"
"When you were out, the Arab said something interesting. He said that he has *trophies* that he doesn't want to get away. I thought about that and I think he might have other super heroes in his palace. Maybe he collects them. So we need to go to his home and try to free those trophies he doesn't want to lose."
"Well, I'm sure you have a plan, then?"
"See if you can get me free, then we exchange places."
"WHAT?" the Girl of Steel says. "What do you mean?"
"You take my place, I'll take yours."
"Hmmm, might work. I guess we can try something."
Ten minutes later, Batgirl's arms fall down when Supergirl's weakened heat vision finally melts the last of the chains holding the other woman's wrists to the pole over her head. The heroine groans and pauses to rest her arms and elbows, then moves over to Supergirl. "Stand straight, Kara!" Batgirl climbs onto her friend's shoulders and reaches up to pull the chain off the hook above her head. When the chain falls to the ground, Supergirl also aches from having her arms crushed together and bent at an uncomfortable angle. Batgirl spends several minutes untying the bondage glove from Supergirl, then the hood. The nearly-naked Maid of Might stands on shaky feet for a moment, then reaches down between her legs to pull out the huge dildo inside her pussy.
"Now do me, Supergirl," Batgirl says. "Do my bondage, silly," Batgirl has to add when the Girl of Steel makes a move to kiss the Gothamite. Batgirl reaches behind her back, grimaces and removes the butt plug from her body. "We've got to exchange these, too. Eeeuuww!"
"Eeuuwww is right! Okay, now what about Wonder Woman?" Supergirl asks. She makes one step toward the Amazon.
"Diana will have to stay where she is. While you're roughly similar in shape to me, she is too tall for one of us to pass as her. Is that okay, Diana?" The bound Amazon princess nods her head.
After a few minutes, Supergirl is dressed in the schoolgirl costume of Batgirl and has donned the cuffs which were on the woman's wrists. She has put on Batgirl's cowl with her golden tresses hidden inside. Only the fake red hair sticks out from the bottom of the cowl. Following Batgirl's direction, she gets a red magic marker from one of the pouches on the utility belt and Batgirl smears red ink on Supergirl's face making her cheeks look as rosy as the Gotham cutie's. Supergirl gingerly puts the butt plug in her anus, then moans when its vibrations began to throb inside her. Gritting her teeth, she smiles when Batgirl, now naked, slowly slides the huge Bitch Tamer into her vagina. The woman cries out in pain and gasps often but she finally has the entire thing inside her body. Supergirl puts the leather hood over Batgirl's face, carefully tucking all of her brown tresses inside it, and ties Batgirl's arms in the bondage glove. "Oohh, Kara, this thing hurts, too! How did you stand all of this?"
"It was starting to get painful until they moved the green K across the room. I'm still pretty weak from its affects but I can still do what I have to. Are you sure we shouldn't try to break out? We have your utility belt here, and Diana's belt. Maybe we can launch a rescue mission later?"
"He can call home and have them disappear before we could get the necessary clearance to enter his palace. Better to sneak in this way. Just remember, no talking!"
The Maid of Might moves over to where Batgirl was chained and raises hercuffed hands up toward the chains. A minute of careful work with her heat vision reseals the cuffs to the chain. Now the women just have to wait and hope that their deception works!
* * * * *
An hour or so later, Crusher enters the dungeon and looks at the three captives. He pulls the atomizer from a pocket and takes the green K off the doorknob. He first walks over to the naked *Supergirl* and dangles the green rock near her breasts. A few feet away, Supergirl stifles a moan as the radiation burns into her body. "G-gotta ... nnnh ... keep quiet!" she thinks, gritting her teeth and biting her lower lip to ride out the waves of pain.
Crusher next moves to *Batgirl* and smiles when she tries to squirm away from him. He enjoys seeing her fear, then her helplessness as she sags in her chains, as limp as a rag doll. "So you know what's coming, eh Batbitch?" he mocks the woman. A quick shot of the atomizer on her lips and she moans nicely for him. Her breasts look so inviting in that little schoolgirl outfit! The big man cannot resist the temptation and wraps one of his massive fists, the one holding the green K, around her luscious left breast. Again the woman moans deliciously, obviously not enjoying his attention. "You know you want this, honey!" he grunts as he grinds her breast in his massive paw. Tight, sturdy little round of man-meat there!
Crusher finally moves over to the Amazon. He spritzes her lips around the gag, then plays with her huge globes, first nibbling on one, then squeezing the other as he squeezed *Batgirl's*. She also moans and struggles to get away from him. Her effort is so futile, the big man laughs at her pain. "This should hold you broads until we board the plane. Gonna go on a nice trip. After a day or so, you won't be so high and mighty any more. That prince will have you eating out of his lap. HAH! Literally!"
His work done, the man-mountain returns to the door and hooks the green K over the knob, pockets the atomizer and leaves. A few seconds later Batgirl asks, "Kara, are you all right?"
A minute later, after repeating the question, Batgirl smiles in relief when Supergirl says, "oooh, y-yes ... I'm okay. I don't like this plan, girlfriend."
"I know, but it's the best one I have."
* * * * *
Ten hours later the huge Boeing 747 is high over the Atlantic Ocean on the way to Arabistan. The three heroines are strapped into luxurious seats in the first class section of the plane. The prince's two guards and Crusher are seated in the area and the big man has the green K rock on a chain around his wrist. Hunter and the prince are up in the first class lounge drinking Turkish coffee and making plans for his newest acquisitions.
"Let's go down to check on the ladies, your highness," Hunter says.
The two men descend the stairs into first class and look at the three women, each is in a separate row of seats, with *Supergirl* at the front near Crusher, then Wonder Woman, and finally Batgirl. All are strapped into their seats and *Wonder Woman* and *Batgirl* are cuffed to the arms of their seats.
"Is that rock too close to Supergirl?" the prince asks.
"Maybe. Why don't you move it a few seats back - put it by Batgirl," Hunter tells Crusher.
"Do you really want to put it close to that one? What if she escapes and moves the rock?" Crusher asks.
"If she escapes, you'll have to answer to me and the prince," Hunter replies sternly. "But you're right, let's not take any chances. Let's put the rock over here," he says, taking the rock and putting it some five feet in front of *Supergirl* and over ten feet away from the real Supergirl. Batgirl moans as if she's the Girl of Steel in agony from the green K. This makes Hunter smile and the prince rubs his hands together.
"I shall have hours of fun tormenting that freak with the rock, my friend," he tells Hunter. "I will probably kill her in a week or so, but until then, I want to see how much punishment she can take. I shall enjoy destroying this infidel woman. She is an abomination to all Muslims and to Allah, blessed be his name!"
"As you say, your highness, she is abominable. But also fun to torment. Would you like to play with her now?"
"Yes, I believe I would. Tawfik, get my cat from the back!"
Minutes later, after the guard returns with a wicked-looking cat-of-nine-tails whip, *Supergirl* is now positioned with her legs in the aisle and her body draped across a seat, her butt raised and bared for the cat. Her black satin panties have been pulled down to her knees. "Nnooo!" *Supergirl* cries from inside her hood. "Puh-please ... no more!" she begs piteously.
"You will learn who is your new master, girl," the Arab says, smacking the cat against the woman's rosy butt. <CRACK> <CRACK> goes the cat, each blow making the woman buck and writhe on the seat, flailing her legs helplessly.
"By the Prophet's Beard, Hunter, the woman is bleeding!"
"Odd. She must have been exposed to the green K too long, highness. She seems to be losing her invulnerability."
"Oh, I shall enjoy this! To think, I'm actually hurting the mighty Girl of Steel!" The vile prince continues to whip *Supergirl* for several more minutes, finally quitting when her butt is lacerated and bloody. The man drops the cat and turns to his guards and says, "Ramzi, clean up this mess. Hunter, I simply MUST handle those massive fleshy mounds of the Amazon!"
As the guard rubs *Supergirl's* butt to remove the blood, the prince approaches the Princess of Paradise Island, a gleam in his eyes and a bit of drool on his lips. Wonder Woman looks up at him helplessly and squirms in her seat. When the man puts a hand on each of her breasts and begins to squeeze them tightly, the woman moans, both from his touch and the *kick* from the drugs in her body. "Mmnph ... nnnhhh ... mmmhh!" she gasps as electric shocks flood her body from his touch.
She squirms and twists but the man's relentless assault on her breasts continues. Then the man slides one hand down her rock-hard abs and under the little maid's apron. He probes between her legs and thrusts two fingers inside her body, twirling them inside her. "She is wet!" he says, smiling. "I must get a supply of that drug you use, Hunter. I can have my women wet in seconds with it! It is truly sent by Allah, the most beneficent god!"
Prince Sultan continues to *pleasure* Princess Diana for several minutes, then quits abruptly. She moans, unfulfilled and so close to achieving a climax! "Mmmmhh ... mmmMMMMHHH!" she begs through the gag, hoping that the man will continue. The prince merely wipes his wet fingers in her hair and moves back toward *Batgirl*.
"Unlock her cuffs, Tawfik!" he commands his other guard. The man releases the woman from the seat and roughly lifts her to her feet with his hands in her armpits, standing her before the prince. "On her knees, Tawfik!" Prince Sultan commands.
Supergirl is forced to her knees before the Arab as he opens the zipper on his pants. He pulls out his messy tool and dangles it in front of her face. "The others have been enjoyable, now it is your turn, little night bird. Bring forth my pleasure and I will not whip you. Perhaps. Haw haw haw!"
With obvious disgust, the disguised Girl of Steel leans forward and swallows his member, teasing it with her tongue. A minute later, the man begins to get an erection inside her mouth and his salty pre-cum makes her want to bite it off. "Must ... go along with ... nnnh ... Batgirl's plan," the Maid of Might resolves, as the man puts his hands behind her cowl and moves her head back and forth on his dick. She continues to suck and slurp on the man's tool until he finally rocks his upper body backward and a load of jism spurts from his penis into her mouth.
"Swallow all of it, girl," he commands through gritted teeth as he pumps and pumps. Supergirl has no choice but to swallow the foul hot juices of this royal bastard. When he finally finishes, he commands, "now clean me off, girl." Supergirl dutifully licks his tool until all his juices have been cleaned from his tool.
"More coffee, Hunter?" the man asks as he zips up his pants. "I feel a need to relax." Together the two men head back up to the lounge as the three guards return to their seats. All have big smiles at the humiliation and punishment of these three infidel super heroines. Super ... HAH!
* * * * *
Several hours later, the prince and his entourage enter his palace in Makor, the capital of the tiny gulf kingdom of Arabistan. The heroines are led away to his hareem while the prince and Hunter go to inspect the heroines' accomodations.
After the women are thrown unceremoniously into the prince's hareem, the three guards leave and lock the door behind them. A few minutes later, Batgirl manages to rise up onto her knees, still in great pain from the arm glove and the whipping. Supergirl also manages to rise up onto her butt, as does Diana.
Two women move over to the three newcomers. Both are wearing gossamer *I Dream of Jeanie* hareem outfits. One is a tall, muscular blonde with thick titanium cuffs on her wrists. The other is a short raven-haired beauty, also wearing titanium cuffs. "Hello," the blonde says, stooping beside the three new captives. "My name is Greta. In Sweden, I used to go by the name of Valkyrie. This is Petra. She's from Israel, where she fought crime as Sabra. There is one other super heroine here - Kekko Kamen, from Japan. I recognize two of you - the tiara and bracelets and boots remind me of Wonder Woman. And you must be the famous Batgirl?"
The women keep up their charade, just in case these two women are too committed to the prince and likely to reveal their disguises. They introduce themselves and inform the other women that the third member of their group is Supergirl. "The big man has a chunk of green Kryptonite," *Supergirl* says. "When he gets near me, my powers weaken and I'm helpless. The cuffs keep Batgirl in check, as do those on Wonder Woman."
"As you may know, I have the strength of twenty men, and some invulnerabiity," Greta explains. "Sabra here has cat-like fighting abilities. Kekko Kamen of Japan is in a bath just now. She can fly, fight like a demon, and also has some invulnerability. But she has a chain on her legs and is handcuffed like the rest of us. She is unable to free herself, as are we all, as long as we are in these chains. They're too strong for us to break. Maybe you can help us when you've rested, Supergirl?"
"We'll see," *Supergirl* replies. "We'll have to see what happens if Crusher doesn't return too soon with the green K. Can you remove some of our bondage, like Wonder Woman's gag or my glove?"
"We can't do anything for each other, Supergirl," Sabra replies. "We will be whipped mercilessly if we help each other. I've been here a year now and I've learned my lesson! I'm afraid you'll have to wait for them to decide what you can and cannot wear."
*Supergirl* nods her hooded head and lowers it in resignation. "Can we be alone for a while? We need to talk to each other."
"First I must tell of the rules here, neh?" Greta replies. "There are now six super women here. We cannot spend much time together or the cameras will alert the guards and eunuchs will come in here to punish us. There are women watching the cameras. There are twenty normal women here, through those doors (she points at a set of double doors on the far side of the room). We must not talk with them, at all. Lower your heads and obey all commands when the eunuchs or the prince enters this room, otherwise you will be punished. So enjoy your little talk, then you should move apart from each other, lest the eunuchs come here to punish." Greta and Sabra move away from the three heroines and sit in separte parts of the room, their faces reflecting sadness at their fate and the fate of the newcomers.
"How you feeling, Supergirl?" Batgirl asks her friend. "'You 'bout ready to blow this popstand?" Batgirl squirms on her knees, trying to get comfortable without inflaming her aching buttocks.
"I wish we could count on their help to escape," the Girl of Steel says in a soft voice. "I'm still weak from the green K and I'm getting really tired of this butt plug! I think if Crusher stays away from me for a while, I'll have enough energy to break our bonds, but when I do, the guards will see and all Hell will break loose. Diana needs her girdle and you need your utility belt, but they're in the bag and Crusher took them with him."
"Don't take too long to get well, girlfriend," Batgirl says. "Pretty soon they're going to notice either that *Batgirl* has a blond bush or that *Supergirl's* pubic hair is brown, or that my cuts aren't healing. I think they'll suspect something eventually. Thank our luck that they didn't take off my hood or your cowl yet!"
"I know, Batgirl, but I only recover so fast. I've been exposed so long, I'm a lot weaker than usual - weaker even than when we were in the embassy. I almost passed out in the limo coming here. Crusher was too close to us. What is your plan for our escape?"
"As soon as you can, find out where they're hiding our stuff. When you know where it is, and when you feel strong enough, you should ..."
* * * * *
Two hours later, two muscular and bald Arabs, in billowy pants and slippers enter the hareem and look around. They see the woman in the cowl in one corner, the tall black-haired woman a few feet away, and the girl in the hood in the far corner. One follows his orders and goes to the hooded woman, holding out the green K on a chain in front of him. He stands by the woman for several minutes, dangling the rock before her face. She moans and cries out piteously as he stands there, and finally falls onto her side, trying to curl into a ball. The eunuch laughs evilly at the sight of the helpless infidel.
The other eunuch goes to the Amazon and then to *Batgirl* and spritzes each one with the atomizer, getting Hunter's mixture on their lips. He waits a moment by each to see if there is any effect. In moments, each woman is writhing on the ground, rubbing her pussy onto the floor as if in need of a good fuck. Both men then remove the devices inside the women and replace the batteries in them. When they return the devices, the women's moans bring broad smiles to the eunuchs' faces. Satisfied that their work is done, the two *men* turn and leave the hareem. The other prisoners, now including the Japanese heroine, watch helplessly as the newcomers suffer.
After continuing her act for several minutes, the disguised Girl of Steel rises to her knees and looks intently at the wall, scanning with all her partially-restored super powers for the valise with their costumes and tools. "I found it, Batgirl," she whispers to Batgirl using super ventriloquism to throw her voice across the room. "The bag with our stuff is in the room above us, in a cabinet. I think I can break out of these chains, and maybe even smash up through the ceiling into the room. Want me to try it?"
"Did you feel any effects from the green K when that guy was here?" Batgirl whispers, trusting Supergirl's super hearing to hear her voice.
"Not much."
"Let's wait a while, give you more time to rest, then we can try. Get the bag and get back here as fast as you can. Put Diana's belt back on her and help her get out of those cuffs. Then we can help those other women get free. If we're fast enough, maybe we'll be ready when the camera watchers send the eunuchs in here."
"Should we tell our plan to those other women?"
"No. When you start, I'll tell them what we're doing. Maybe one will help get this lousy thing off my arms while you're busy."
* * * * *
Almost an hour later, Supergirl whispers to Batgirl, "Showtime!"
Just as she rises to her feet, a eunuch enters the room carrying the green K and the atomizer. "Batgirl!" Supergirl says with super ventriloquism. "He's carrying both. That means he will come near me to spray me and I'll get a dose of green K!"
Wonder Woman surprises everyone by swiftly rising to her feet. The villains erred after leaving the embassy - no one connected her wrist chain to the cuffs on her boots. Her legs are unfettered! She quickly races across the room and body slams into the eunuch, knocking him back against the wall. The man's head makes a loud thump against the wall and he drops the rock and the spray as he falls to the floor unconscious. Diana picks up both items and rushes as far from Supergirl as she can get in the room. Sabra rises to her feet and joins the Amazon. "Into the bathroom!" the Israeli says, opening the door for the heroine. Diana steps inside and looks around at the lavish facilities. She drops the rock into the toilet and flushes. The small chunk slips down the plumbing and disappears. A moment later and the atomizer and its contents are also dumped into the toilet and sent down the drain.
"Go, Supergirl!" Batgirl yells and tries to rise off her knees. Valkyrie sees the woman struggle and moves close, helping the Distaff Dark Knight rise to her feet.
"Let's get this off of you, Supergirl," the Swede says, untying the laces on the bondage glove, unaware that she's really talking to Batgirl.
When the Amazon went after the eunuch, Supergirl realized she had to move. To conserve her strength, she didn't even break the chains on her wrists. She just leaped upward, smashing into the tiles over her head. She now returns carrying the valise with their gear as Wonder Woman reenters the room. Alarm bells begin to blare outside the hareem as the Amazon races to Supergirl's side. Together the women dump the valise's contents onto the floor and, with a grunt, the Maid of Might snaps the puny restraints on her wrists. She quickly slips Aphrodite's Girdle around the tall Amazon and then begins to pull on the chain binding the princess' wrists.
The other heroines join the duo and hold out their chains expectantly. Batgirl shakes off the last laces and the bondage glove falls to the floor. As Wonder Woman and Supergirl break the chains on the three other heroines, Batgirl removes the bondage hood. Finally, she reaches down between her legs and pulls the Bitch Tamer out of her love canal, grunting and moaning from its removal. Her eyes open widely when she sees Kekko Kamen remove her harem pants and top, baring her body. When Diana's wrists are freed, Supergirl removes the cowl from her head and tosses it to Batgirl, who dons her famous disguise.
The door to the hareem opens and a dozen men, plus Crusher and Hunter charge into the room. Hunter is carrying the Stimulatron, an alien device used by Maxima to subdue the Girl of Steel.1 "Let's go, girls!" Supergirl shouts, leaping into the air toward the men, her frilly pink skirt flapping behind her. Hunter realizes immediately that *Batgirl* is really Supergirl! He holds up the Stimulatron and flicks on the power button.
"Stop them!" he yells at the men as they charge the five women on the floor. Suddenly Kekko Kamen leaps into the air and flies toward the men, screaming something in Japanese. The Amazon, Valkyrie and Sabra also rush at the men. Diana reaches Crusher and the two lock hands in a domination grip. The poor human is terribly strong but cannot compare with the Amazon's god-granted power. She deftly forces the man to his knees and he gasps in pain at her powerful grip. She was a lot easier to handle with Hunter's drugs in her system!
Kekko Kamen smashes into three of the men in her characteristic attack - legs spread wide, her pussy aimed at her target. She slams into the middle man and there is a flash of light from her pussy when it hits his face. The man flies backward and slams through the doors into the hall, out like a light. Her feet hit the other two men and knock them backward several steps and she gently lands on her feet.
Just before she reaches Hunter, Supergirl hits the rod in his hands with a blast of her heat vision. The man drops the tool and moans as the device flares red and burns his hand. "Payback time, buster!" the Maid of Might says when she lands in front of the man. She grabs his turtleneck with one hand and lifts him off the floor. "You've captured your last victim," she says, smiling at the man wriggling on her hand. Hunter pulls another atomizer from one pocket and spritzes the Girl of Steel on her face.
"Maybe not, SuperSlut," he snaps back at her. "Are you strong enough to fight this off?"
Supergirl coughs as the insidious chemicals hit her face and slip into her mouth. She drops Hunter and suddenly feels an unwelcome warmth spreading through her body. Hunter reaches out and grabs her breasts in his hands and squeezes, and smiles when the mighty heroine winces from unwanted sensations flooding her body. She still hasn't built up enough power to shrug off the effects of his powerful chemicals. Her hands rise to her chest to try to pry his mitts of her body. Her resolve softens as the butt plug, still humming inside her, begins to send erotic messages to her brain.
Around them, the battle rages, with Sabra and Valkyrie battling the huge eunuchs in the prince's guard force. More men, including many non-eunuchs, flood into the room until there are over thirty of them facing the six super women. Several of the men are armed with AK-47s and suddenly the room fills with the staccato sound of gunfire. Wonder Woman chops Crusher on his neck and raises her wrists in time to play *Bullets and Bracelets* with the gunmen. She skillfully deflects the bullets back toward the men and several fall, wounded.
Hunter pushes the Maid of Might onto her back and drops onto her thighs. He knows he has to defeat her before her body recovers enough to shrug off his drugs. He slips his hand between her legs and roughly caresses her cunt, making the Maid of Might moan deliciously. His other hand reaches for the fallen Stimulatron. It's still quite hot but he must use it NOW! He places the tip on her taut stomach and fires a blast at the Girl of Steel.
When the Stimulatron fires, it sends a hellish shock through the heroine's body as it makes her stomach muscles convulse wildly. The girl bucks upward from the shock and throws Hunter off her body. He hits the floor hard several feet away and the alien rod skitters away from his grasp. Supergirl lies back on the floor, moaning from the many sensations assaulting her mind.
Meanwhile, on the far side of the room, Batgirl reaches into her utility belt and retrieves her two batarangs. She easily flings them across the room, dropping two men with guns, when a third man's bullets hit her in the shoulder, knocking her onto her back. She faints from the pain and is out of the fight.
A stream of bullets also hits Sabra in the legs and the Israeli heroine falls onto her back, bleeding profusely from wounds in her leg. She is now out of the fight.
Wonder Woman, Valkyrie and Kekko Kamen continue to lash out at the men as they crush against the women, trying to snow them under with overwhelming force. Five hit Valkyrie and manage to force her onto her back. Like a jungle cat the tall blonde kicks and punches the men, knocking them off her magnificent body. Kekko Kamen uses karate and jui jitsu to defeat four men attacking her, then leaps into the air and flies back, out of the fight. Before the men can react, the Japanese cutie flies back into the fray, her legs spread wide. Again she hits a man in the face with her blazing cunt and blasts him backward, unconscious.
Wonder Woman exhibits her best Amazonian martial arts, defeating a dozen men in seconds. The room is littered with bodies and the remaining dozen men turn and flee from the battling broads. Hunter rises to his feet, grabs the Stimulatron and rushes to the stricken Maid of Might. He grabs one of her hands and begins to drag her out of the hareem. The woman is too weak from the sensations flooding through her body to resist the man.
Wonder Woman pulls Valkyrie to her feet and rushes after Hunter, knocking down two men on the way. As the Swede and Asian woman finish off the last of the men, Diana follows the herd into the hallway. She can see Hunter ahead, still dragging Supergirl by her hand. "Hang on, Kara!" Wonder Woman says, plowing through the men to get at Hunter. She's almost through the last of the men when one of them suddenly wheels around beside her and uses his AK-47 like a club, striking her on the back of her head. The dazed Amazon staggers two steps and drops to her knees, her magnificent breasts jiggling deliciously.
The Arab raises his gun for another hit when a powerful fist strikes his jaw and knocks him backward. "How are you, sister?" Greta asks the stricken Amazon.
"G-get ... save Supergirl," Diana says, trying to shrug off the blow to the back of her head, an Amazon's most vulnerable part. She feebly points down the hall after Hunter.
The Swede charges over the bodies of several men in pursuit of Hunter and Supergirl. She quickly reachs an intersecting corridor and looks for signs of which way they went.
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"You bitch, you ruined everything!" Hunter says to the Maid of Might as he drags her down a short corridor. They enter a small room and he slams the door shut. "I think I'll leave, but not before I take care of you for good! With my drugs in your body, this should do wonders for you," he says. He lifts her skirt and spreads her legs. Her naked pussy looks up at him. He sticks two fingers into the woman, then pulls them out with her juices on his fingers. Laughing demonically, the Asian fires up the alien device and slips it into her pussy.
"Nnnnhh ... NNNOOOO!!!" Supergirl moans as the device suddenly ravages her poor pussy. Her body bucks and writhes on the floor as tissue inside her cunt receives massive stimulation from the Hellish device. "AAAAIIIIEEEEEEE!!" she screams piteously as her body tries to cope with the alien rod's powers.
"At least I was paid before this little fiasco erupted," Hunter snarls at the woman. Kara is on the verge of unconsciousness as the Stimulatron shatters her alien body with its energies. "I think I should cut my losses and get out of here while I can. I can go underground with my millions and no one will stop me from starting fresh in a few years!"
The man leaves the Maid of Might crying and moaning on the floor and heads back into the hallway. He races toward the exit when suddenly a Japanese scream comes from behind. Hunter turns reflexively toward the sound and his last sight is Kekko Kamen's pussy flying at his face, glowing with an intense white light. She hits his face and blasts the man backward several feet to collapse, unconscious.
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Valkyrie finds the defeated Maid of Might several minutes later. She uses all of her mutant strength to pry apart the woman's legs far enough to pull the shiny rod from her pussy. Greta tosses the wet rod aside and tries to comfort the Girl of Steel, who's still bucking and bouncing on the floor from the Stimulatron's effects. The Swede finally picks up the Girl of Steel and heads back to the hareem, joining Kekko Kamen and Wonder Woman outside the door.
"We ... we should get out of here," the Amazon manages to say. She's still dazed and her head aches but she has enough reason to realize they're still in an alien country, surrounded by potential foes. The whole damned Arabistani army could be here at any second and they have wounded heroines to evacuate.
Inside they find Batgirl, now bandaged, putting a tourniquet on Sabra's leg. "She's hurt pretty bad, guys," Batgirl tells the others. "Supergirl doesn't look too good, either."
"Let's get dressed and out of here, ladies," Greta says. "I think our costumes are upstairs. Kekko, can you go up there and check?" The slight Japanese woman nods her head and leaps upward through the hole in the roof. Wonder Woman quickly dons her bustier and trunks, then helps Batgirl into her batsuit. Batgirl moans when she puts her wounded shoulder into her costume, but with the Amazon's help, manages to don her entire costume.
Kekko Kamen returns with the costumes of the other women and they quickly get dressed, except for Sabra and Supergirl. Their costumes are in a pile on the floor. "You carry Supergirl and the costumes (she says to Valkryie) and you carry Sabra," Wonder Woman tells the Japanese heroine. I'll take the lead and you (she points at Batgirl) take the back door?"
"Yah, sure, I can carry this little one, but I'd rather bash heads," the Swede says, heading toward the door with her burden. Wonder Woman rushes ahead into the corridor. Kekko Kamen and Batgirl bring up the rear.
"I know, sister, but if we face any more gunfire, I can be more useful if I'm in front."
A few minutes later the women leave the prince's palace and can see several armored personnel carriers heading down the broad boulevard toward them. Valkyrie shouts and nods her head to the left at an old Russian command car sitting beside the palace. "We take that one, yah?"
"By the gods, you're wonderful!" Diana gushes, patting Greta on her back. "Let's go, ladies!"
Batgirl, Valkryie and the injured Sabra and Supergirl pile into the command car. "I'll carry this, Kekko," Diana says, lifting the vehicle off the ground. As she and the Japanese woman leap into the air, soldiers begin to deploy from their APCs. Shots follow the women as they rise into the sky and away from the palace.
"What about Hunter?" Batgirl asks from one window of the car.
"I didn't see him. I think maybe Kekko got him," Greta replies. "We can't go back for him."
"No, let's just hope we can get out of here before they scramble jets after us! Diana, let's head for Kuwait. We can contact the American embassy and get out of here from there," Batgirl yells at the Amazon. She yelps when the car banks radically when Wonder Woman turns toward the Emirate, now well out of range of the soldiers on the ground. A Redeye missile rises toward them but misses and the six women happily fly away from the palace of punishment.
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"Goddamned super bitches," Hunter says some time later. He rises to his feet and heads toward the palace foyer. "I'll track you all down and kill you if it's the last thing I do!" he resolves.
"Ah, Hunter, how pleasant it is to see you again!" a voice behind him suddenly says. Hunter turns and confronts Prince Sultan and half a dozen armed men. "But you must not run off now, my friend," the Arab says in a sweet but threatening voice. "We must sit and talk about what you have caused here. Not only have the three Americans disappointed me, but they've taken my other little birds, as I said might happen. There must be an accounting, Hunter."
"NnoooOOO!" the Asian bellows as the guards surround him and lead him - back toward the hareem.
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