link to part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hx5f1z/the_return_of_the_catgirl_company_a_lesbian_bsdm/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hx5f1z/the_return_of_the_catgirl_company_a_lesbian_bsdm/)
‘oh fuck,’ moaned kylie as the henchwoman’s cock sawed nine inches deep into her little teenaged ass, her petite, toned form tensing as she took the meat missile plowing into her like a champion. ‘oh yessss! give it to me like that! harder! harder! AAAAH!!!’
issue 2
the scream was a result of the flogger that had just landed on the eighteen year old superheroine’s naked, muscular back. she was still wearing her kitten ears over her red hair, the teenager grunting with equal parts pain and pleasure, her pupils still dilated from the hypno-disk between her pretty green eyes, the little super slut gasped from impact of the whips landing on her skin as the masked henchwoman whipped her petite little body…
even watching the video of her daughter kylie being raped and tortured was making shivers run down cat’s spine. the buxom blonde superheroine watched, her hand over her mouth, as her beautiful little girl was brutally raped and tortured on the screen in front of her; her entire body was shaking as she watched kylie, wearing a slutty black latex parody of her superheroine costume, strapped to a sawhorse and moaning as she was flogged by unseen women. a girl’s strap on was being forced between her teenage lips while another woman savagely fucked her ass, driving her clit and cunt into the cruel edge of the sawhorse. spreader bars were attached to her legs and arms, keeping her immobilized; cruel looking clamps were attached to every finger, toe, and her proud puffy little nipples; the woman raping her ass was gripping a leash attached to a collar reading SLAVE KITTEN around kylie’s neck…
‘could you shut the little whore up please?’ moaned the woman currently choking cat’s beautiful daughter with the leash, her other gloved hand gripping the little pale teenager’s hips
‘with pleasure’ cackled a tall woman with slim hips as she stepped into frame, unzipping her catsuit to reveal a sizable cock. ‘I’ll give you something to scream about you little kitty slut…’
kylie moaned deep and low as she was stuffed full to bursting with evil cock. the teenager struggled against her restraints as she came, her high pitched whining matched with desperate bucking of her hips as she tried to shove herself back against the cock in her ass while also rubbing her swollen teenie clit against the saw horse, trying to eke out every last bit of sensation she could…
‘oh fuck she’s a tight one,’ moaned the woman in her ass as she pushed harder and harder.
‘ungh! I love it when they fucking scream!’ moaned the one using her mouth as they both began to grip and fuck her harder, the one using her throat making fists in her hair; the hypnotized kylie moaned with pleasure as her rapist began to pump what looked like an entire pint of cum down her pretty little throat…
‘please,’ moaned kylie as the woman’s limp cock was torn from her lips. ‘please…’
cat listened, her hand clutched to her mouth as she watched the video of her daughter being brutally tortured and raped, her eyes slack and her little body shivering with desire as one word came over and over from her lips:
‘…more.’
the video was almost six hours long, but cat could only bring herself to watch her own daughter being raped and sexually tortured for a few minutes. the disc had appeared in her mail with a note that had only two words on it:
YOU’RE NEXT.
poor, poor kylie. cat wept behind her hands as she realized that her beautiful superpowered daughter had been subjected to such horrors… her kind, caring little girl…
but her sadness lasted only a few moments. within minutes, cat had suited up, pulling on her tight white costume that still clung to her every curve, outlining her firm milfy tits and proud curvy ass, the neckline plunging to just above her pussy, her white domino mask and high heeled boots completing the look. soon the captivating captain was once again stalking the rooftops of the city. she hadn’t been out here on official superheroine business in years, but with each bounce from roof to roof, soaring through the night air, her suit absorbing the impact as she rolled in her white high heels… cat had to admit…
she really missed this.
her first port of call was lady z and her casino, the high roller. nothing illegal went on in mega city without lady z knowing about it, even if the mob mistress had been keeping mostly to her legitimate businesses as she got older. ‘i’m out of the game now,’ z had told Cat at her lavish retirement party, a coquettish little minx under each arm. ‘i’m richer than the queen of sheba. I think I deserve a few years of taking it easy for a while…’
and to cat’s surprise, the gangster had gone entirely straight. even when she was a gangster lady z wasn’t above a little smuggling, bribery, or some good old fashioned blackmail, but she’d never had anyone killed, and was renowned as a woman of her word. her ‘retirement’ from illicit activities had come as a massive shock to many city officials and police officers who had gotten used to a steady flow of dirty money from lady z’s coffers, leading to many of having tried to take revenge, only to end up behind bars. no one messed with lady z. she was tough as nails and honorable as hell.
‘good evenin’ miss catherine. the boss is expecting you,’ rumbled the almost 7 foot woman wearing a dark burgundy zoot suit and holding a tommy gun standing by the casino’s rooftop entrance. cat soon found herself surrounded by similarly attired and armed bouncers – cigarette smoke wafting between their sharp smiles and even sharper collars, lusciously styled hair tumbling down their shoulders.
‘thank you lana,’ said cat, touching her cat ear with a fingertip as the bouncer held the door open for her. a couple of shorter bouncers followed her at a respectable distance, tommy guns hoisted up on their shoulders. cat knew the weapons were mostly decorative, and had only stun bullets in them, but lady z knew how important it was to keep up appearances. she hated it when people messed with her operations, and the real looking fake guns helped keep it that way.
speaking of appearances, cat soon found herself she was led across the top floor of the casino, with its stunning balcony view of all seventeen floors of gaming and excitement the high roller had to offer. a massive stage festooned with skimpily clad showgirls danced and flashed for the punters, and cocktail girls wearing flapper dresses weaved between tables keeping the suits and dresses well lubricated. lady z never watered down her liquor. she was a woman of principles, through and through.
‘this way miss catherine.’ said one of the bouncers, a tall latina woman with short hair and a dark emerald zoot suit, reaching ahead of her to open a pair of double doors flanked by more tommy gun wielding bouncers, the metal doors emblazoned with a massive Z.
‘cat!’ grinned the suit-wearing lady z, cigar smoke curling through her silver hair. there was a young black girl wearing a playboy bunny suit sitting on lady z’s lap and another vietnamese looking one with a collar around her neck sitting on the floor next to her desk. as the silver fox stood up, the two bunny girls knelt obediently next to the desk as she came up to kiss cat on both cheeks. ‘i was so sorry to hear about your kylie. so so sorry.’
‘thanks lady z,’ cat said as the purple haired latina bouncer lounged lazily against a nearby drinks table. ‘do you know who has her?’
‘i do,’ said z gravely. ‘but to tell you would involve… considerable cost to me. i’m always willing to help a member of the catgirl company – you know I always saw you as equals rather than rivals, but this one… this one will come at a price i’m afraid’
cat had put down many of lady z’s more dangerous smuggling operations back in the day – the older woman had even spent a few years behind bars as a result of the catgirls. ‘i’ll owe you, z. the biggest favor I can owe. just name your price.’
z chuckled. ‘yeah that’s the problem isn’t it cat?’ z held out her hands, indicating the riches she was surrounded by – including the two obedient bunny girls and the half dozen bouncers waiting for z’s every command. ‘what could you offer me that I could possibly… desire…?’ her eyes twinkled under her short grey hair. ‘I think you know what i’m talking about, cat.’
lady z’s grey eyes danced in the golden light as cat slowly realized. ‘you want… me?’
‘i’ve bedded queens and virgins,’ z said, coming close to stroke cat’s cheek gently. ‘i’ve had presidents and popes on their knees in front of me. but never a superhero. I thought… hell… I might as well complete the set. plus… all those years we spent beating each other up… you can’t tell me there was never any tension between us.’
cat stared for a moment into lady z’s eyes. it was true. under her impeccably tailored suit, lady z was all hard muscle, and cat hadn’t felt a body like that in all her years. she’d sunk her fists into lady z’s strong stomach, chest, and back so many times it was like they were almost already lovers.
‘come on cat,’ smiled lady z, stepping closer, her tobacco and gunsmoke breath lingering over cat’s lips as she gently touched the superheroine’s face. ‘make an old lady happy. I promise I won’t do anything you won’t like.’
cat inhaled, looking lady z in the eyes. she saw nothing but a sparkle of playfulness, maybe a little hope. she could see lady z’s breasts pressing against her shirt, the taper of her midsection down to her slim hips and strong legs. cat felt a tingle down below as she looked at the strong, muscular arms lady z was hiding under her shirt sleeves, imagined how those arms would feel wrapped around her neck…
‘alright,’ she said, hesitantly. ‘alright. sure. we’ve known each other long enough. and I have to admit… I am curious about what it’s- what you’re like.’
lady z merely smiled, then nodded to her employees. the bunny girls and bouncers all turned and left, shutting the massive doors behind them, except for the purple haired one, who winked.
‘…here?’ cat said, uncertain.
‘I always conduct business in my office,’ said lady z, beginning to undo her tie. ‘and don’t get me wrong cat. this is business. i’ve always considered you extremely beautiful, but you’re asking me to give up one of my closest allies. I apologize in advance for mercedes there,’ she nodded at the latina, who tipped her fedora and winked.
‘i’m also never without at least one bodyguard. nothing personal. I know you understand.’ lady z said, undoing her vest. ‘besides,’ she grinned a little, winking at at the purple haired bouncer. ‘mercedes here has seen it all before. haven’t you, mercedes?’
‘no vas a creer las cosas que he visto,’ grinned mercedes.
‘I have to admit,’ said cat, feeling heat flooding her cheeks as she watched lady z undress. ‘i’m a little nervous. I haven’t been with…’ anyone other than my daughter. ‘…an older woman before.’
‘i’m nervous too,’ lady z smiled, leaning in ‘but you know what I find helps with that?’
lady z’s lips were soft. warm. cat was surprised, she had expected the towering pillar of female muscle to have tough lips too. but she was gentle, and guiding, and she tasted of fine whiskey. her strong arms slid around cat’s waist, making cat gasp with anticipation. lady z’s ashen hair, when cat reached up to stroke it, was soft between her fingers. she felt z’s tongue slide between her lips and parted them for her, feeling z’s hand reach down to cup her ass…
‘oh i’ve wanted to do this for so long,’ moaned lady z as she bent to suckle cat’s massive tits, one hand cupping the full, round flesh under her hand as she lavished her tongue over the surface, playing over her catsuit and touching the bare breast that her cleavage exposed. cat moaned involuntarily, arching her back, pressing lady z’s hair so that she was pushing the older woman into her cleavage. she loved having her breasts worshipped, and lady z knew what she was doing as she lapped gently at her sensitive spots, the area around her nipples, the corner near her arms…
‘cat,’ moaned lady z as she pressed her hard, muscular hands against cat’s soft, supple breasts. ‘I… may have lied. a little. mercedes here is more than just my bodyguard. she’s also my lover… and I… we… like to share. is that alright?’
cat looked behind her to see mercedes grinning, one eye hidden by her fedora, her hands folded over her ample chest as she looked cat up and down like the fox in the chicken coop… and something inside cat leapt with excitement at the thought of being between these two amazingly beautiful women.
cat nodded, and silently mercedes put the tommygun down on a nearby table and stepped towards her, loosening her deep purple tie. any hesitation cat felt was evaporating as the stunning brown woman cupped her face and kissed her hard and deep. ‘siempre me he preguntado cómo se siente la boca de un superhéroe’ grinned mercedes as cat moaned to the delicious pain of one of her arms being twisted behind her.
‘tell me cat’ breathed z as mercedes led her to the desk, bending her over so her shapely breasts were being pressed against its surface. cat gasped with pain and pleasure, the latina woman’s strong hand pushing cat’s face down hard as the superhero moaned in arousal. ‘do you enjoy anal?’
cat heard the distinct sound of a belt being unbuckled. strong hands pushed at her legs, parting them… and her pussy began to gush at the familiar sensations. she’d spent many nights bent over the mayor’s desk like this during their torrid affair many years ago…
‘i do,’ cat confessed, ‘but… I haven’t had it in years… not since kylie was born…’
‘well,’ smiled lady z as mercedes took up position on the other side of the desk, unzipping her trousers, fishing out her thick brown cock. ‘I promise i’ll be nice and gentle…’
mercedes ran her fingers through catherine’s long blonde locks, looking her in the eyes. ‘take me into your mouth,’ she whispered in english. ‘I’ve always wanted to get a blow job from a beautiful superhero like you…’
her cock slipped between cat’s pouty lips as cat gave in to her sexual instinct, sucking the woman’s cock nice and slow. she hadn’t had girlcock between her lips since… well since before kylie was born… she felt nervous about the long time it had been, but the smell of mercedes’s body was soft and enticing and her cock tasted warm and silken against her tongue…
‘yesss…’ moaned mercedes as cat felt lady z grip her hips. ‘I wanna feel you moan when lady z puts that monster of hers inside you…’
‘mmmmphhhh,’ moaned cat as she felt lady z’s cock press against her ass… oh my god, holy shit! the old lady was packing! cat felt like there was a baseball bat pushed up against her…
‘oh god cat i’ve wanted this for so long,’ moaned lady z as she began to slowly press. cat moaned, hard, feeling her asshole stretch powerfully to accommodate all of the massive cock that was being shoved inside her…
‘ohhh godddddd!!’ moaned cat around mercedes’s cock as the two women began to gently thrust into her. the whole world was reduced just to her ass, her clit, and her mouth as the gorgeous super milf was spit roasted for the first time in nearly two decades… ‘god yes! yes! harder! fuck!’
‘she loves it, mi amor!’ laughed mercedes as she throatfucked the busty blonde, watching her huge tits and her proud ass jiggling as the two of them worked up a rhythm.
‘ah cat you’re so tight back here!’ lady z moaned as she gripped catherine’s thick, firm ass. ‘does it feel good? do you like this?’
‘yes!’ screamed cat, feeling lust well up in her at being womanhandled by these two incredible women. ‘yes! fuck me hard! make me cum! make me cum!’ begged cat as she felt herself filled so good… this was just as good as any of the orgies she’d found herself at the center of in her younger years. ‘make me… OH FUUUUCKKKK!!!!’
cat screamed like a banshee as lady z began to really fuck her, thrusting like a bitch in heat, her strokes long and deep. she felt mercedes’s hands grip her hair and begin to fuck her mouth, hard, increasing the pace, making cat moan as she was used like a common whore…
‘get ready’ grunted lady z as she gave it to cat like a bitch in heat, thrusting savagely into her ass… ‘get ready mercedes…’
cat was so close, just a tiny bit more… she turned her head to look at the woman fucking her, meaning to beg her to go as deep as she could, but there was a hard glare in z’s eyes that made cat’s blood run cold…
too late. she felt the orgasm surge through her, her powers fleeing her body as she came, hard, and mercedes pressed the small metal hypnodisk between her eyes…
‘NO!!!!!’
cat screamed, tensing every muscle in her body, hearing lady z scream as she squeezed her cock so hard she nearly ripped it off… her orgasm was flooding through her, but with every ounce of will she had, cat forced herself to top, to retain just a tiny portion of her super strength…
her arms were being held behind her back by mercedes, and in her current depowered state there was no way cat could wrench free. instead she slammed her forehead down onto the table, mercedes’s cock flopping free from her mouth, destroying the hypnodisc with a metallic crunch…
the doors burst open, and a small army of catsuited assassins, the henchgirls from the video of kylie being raped, ran in, holding small pistols – as the telltale whine of laser guns warming up filled the room, cat stared lady z in the eyes.
‘you sold me out,’ cat whispered, scarcely able to believe it… but there was a blankness to lady z’s eyes, a faraway look as cat realized – no. she had been hypnotized too. she turned to see the same blank expression on mercedes’s face, her hands still by her sides, as though a doll awaiting the command of her puppet master…
‘hello catherine,’ said a voice from behind the mook army. a tall, black-haired woman, slender framed, small-chested, looking like a gymnast or a dancer, walked through the cat-suited henchgirls. she was wearing a similar catsuit, but cut high on her hips and accompanied by elbow length gloves and thigh high boots. there were two lightning bolts across the front of her catsuit, in the shape of a double S. ‘you don’t remember me. I can tell.’
‘i’ve never met you before in my life,’ said cat, still shuddering from the effects of the orgasm. she couldn’t fight off a single one of this woman’s henchgirls in this state, let alone two dozen of them, but she would rather die than show weakness.
‘no? your memory is worse than I recall,’ smiled the woman, who had brilliant blue eyes and a… hypnotizing smile. ‘the name you knew me as isn’t important. call me seductra. kylie says hi, by the way… when she isn’t swallowing six of my girl’s cocks at the same time. as does your friend latoya, whenever it is she isn’t cumming her brains out.’
cat’s cheeks flushed red. ‘you bitch,’ she managed to say, her voice shaking with anger.’
‘language,’ seductra laughed, clicking her tongue. the still forms of lady z and mercedes were gently pushed aside as seductra moved in close, cupping cat’s face. cat tried to slam her hand away – seductra blocked the blow without even looking. fear began to run through cat’s mind as she felt the woman’s blue eyes pierce deep, deep, deep into her… oh no… oh god please no…
‘a superheroine who loses her powers when she cums’ seductra smiled as she placed a small device on cat’s lower stomach. it looked like the hypnodisk, but longer, thicker. immediately she felt the device began to vibrate, powerfully, sending shocks through cat’s system as she moaned uncontrollably. this thing felt like it had a direct line to her brain stem as each moment it was on her felt like she was being bathed in pure liquid lust, high octane sexual fuck juice as cat screamed and shivered as her orgasm began to wash over her.
‘FUCK!!!’ screamed cat as the psychic vibrator began to send its waves into her head as well. she could feel her grip on reality loosening, her vision was only seductra’s eyes. was this what happened to mercedes and lady z? was she doomed to become a powerless doll, able only to follow seductra’s bidding?
‘now,’ moaned seductra as she lowered cat’s face to her crotch, pressing the tip of her cock against her soft, pink, screaming lips. ‘now I make you mine…’
cat screamed as orgasm after orgasm washed over her. any resistance she tried to make to one was bashed down by the next wave of pure sexual pleasure. as seductra raped her mouth, using her screaming throat as her own personal fuck toy, cat found her mind slowly emptying, this assault on her body and mind too much to handle… she was blanking, passing out, she could feel seductra’s cock thrusting into her throat, could feel warm semen splashing against her windpipe, knew she was being brutalized, raped, fucked against her will by an evil supervillian…
but all cat could think was…
more.
more.
just like kylie had said in the video she watched, her beautiful, strong, passionate daughter reduced to a living fuck doll.
‘give me more…’
is this the end for the captivating captain? will the catgirl company ever again be able to fight for justice? or will they all fall victim to seductra’s sexual spell? find out in the next issue of the catgirl company returns!
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kcunay/the_return_of_the_catgirl_company_a_lesbian_bsdm
This is soo good! I hope we get more!