It has been a few years since Supergirl originally helped the Abakurians who crashed-landed on Earth. Earth is mostly the same except for people walking around in fetish clothing and the occasional human pet being led around on a leash. Almost everyone is wearing collars and going through voluntary H-energy harvesting sessions.
Supergirl is currently in the middle of a very intense session. She is surrounded by lots of tiny flying Abakurians machines. The Abakurians have been keeping her right on the edge of climax without letting her go over to increase her H-energy output. She is held up against the wall hanging by her cuffs and collar. Her legs are spread wide with her ankles high above her head. Supergirl is covered in sweat, drool, and her own love juices, panting heavily despite having a huge ballgag filling her mouth.
After an additional hour of stimulation, Supergirl is finial allowed to cum, releasing a massive amount of energy. “Please let me go,” she eventually asks.
The Abakurian machines responded, “You are free to go, or you can take a short rest while being orally stimulated by sucking on one of these.” The Abakurian offers her a choice of several dildos.
After a slight hesitation, Supergirl picks one of the dildos. The large red alien phallus moves into position. Supergirl immediately starts sucking on it. In response to her struggle, the Abakurian adds more restraints to Supergirl’s position. Thick heavy cuffs formed around her thighs, calves, and elbows, each one with a thick metal rod anchoring her more securely to the wall.
Hungrily swallowing the cum from her new toy, Supergirl didn’t notice the very attractive women enter the room. “Hello there,” the stranger spoke, stepping in front of Supergirl. “I am Mistress Mirage. When I saw that Supergirl didn’t have a dominatrix for her sessions, I couldn’t sign up fast enough.”
“MMuunn,” moaned Supergirl.
“Hush. Don’t speak. Just keep sucking on that big red cock. The cum will help you recover while I play with you a bit,” Mistress Mirage said as her finger stroked Supergirl's extremely sensitive pussy and ass.
After several minutes of teasing, the mistress asked, “Rested enough?” Supergirl nodded as best as she could with a huge dildo in her mouth. “Time for more fun then!”
The mistress removed the dildo from Supergirl’s mouth and added it to her strap-on harness, right beside one that was already there “I have one dildo for each of your lovely holes.” Seeing the hint of fear in Supergirl’s eyes, the mistress added, “Don’t worry. I’ll go slow at first.”
Supergirl was surprised at how good both dildos felt as her mistress slowly slid them deep inside her body. “Harder… faster... please, Mistress!”
“Alright, slave girl!”
After both women had several more orgasms, the mistress said, “That was a wonderful first session. I will be in charge of and accompany you for all your future harvesting. To that end, I have made your cuffs permanent. I have also added a chastity belt that will keep you stimulated but unable to climax between sessions. Come along now, slave girl,” the mistress ordered. She connected a leash to Supergirl's collar before leading her out of the room.
Tags: bondage, BDSM, sci-fi, superhero, shackles, Supergirl, ballgag, restraints, bound arms, bound legs, all fours, leash
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Story by DDragon |
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Artwork by Rosita Amici |
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