Previous part can be found here (hopefully got the tags right this time): https://www.reddit.com/r/Smut/comments/v13i0w/supergirl_the_list_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf
Not 100% sure where this goes next, started writing a third part with Power Girl in it. Let me know in message/chat if you have any ideas you want to see or want to share. (M4F)
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They stood and reviewed the list. Everything had worked so far, green and pink kryptonite, the guns depleting her powers, manipulating friends and colleagues, targeting her as Kara Danvers and targeting her as Supergirl. There was plenty more to come they decided.
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Kara woke up, still sore from her exposure to green kryptonite, still trying not to read every news story about her, trying to block out the random horrible comments she could hear with her super hearing. She was seeing Lena tomorrow night, that would be good. A chance to vent about everything that was happening. She got dressed in a tight sweater and jeans combination, packed her Supergirl costume in her bag and went about her day. At one point tried to pay for some breakfast and found her card declined, she checked her bank accounts – cleared out. “What the hell?” she muttered to herself.
She tried not to panic, the bank was across the road, she could go sort this out. Minutes later Kara was anxiously standing in a queue waiting to talk to someone. What had happened? A mistake? Was someone targeting her? It sure felt that way recently. She’d be warned that people knew things about her… Then shouting began, sudddenly a robbery was in progress. “What now?” Kara said to herself. Before she could react, before she could find a safe spot to change into her costume she had a gun pointed at her and was being led into an office with a group of hostages. She considered that it might be for the best, rather than rushing in as Supergirl she could size things up.
They were told to not cause a fuss, otherwise people would get hurt. Kara eyed things up, a few criminals with guns, they didn’t seem to be doing much in the way of robbery, instead they seemed to be setting up some equipment. The men started to grab bags from the hostages, including Kara’s (which had her costume inside it). She didn’t know how to stop them from taking it without arousing suspicion. “What are you doing?” one of the hostages asked. The criminal quickly explained that the equipment they had, it was a trap. A trap for Supergirl. As Kara processed that they pressed a button on one of the pieces of equipment and suddenly a high pitched noise hit her ears. They had found a way to cancel out her super hearing, a sound at a frequency only she could hear. They just didn’t realise that the person they’d set the trap for was sitting right there.
As Kara tried to figure out what to do, the men were going through the bags in another room, stealing wallets and phones, until one of them stopped. He had found Kara’s Supergirl costume. “Holy shit!” he exclaimed, “is she here?” Some of the criminals discussed it, why would she let herself be captured? Who’s bag was it? After a quick discussion they agreed that despite the glasses, Kara did sort of fit the bill for Supergirl. What should they do? Her super hearing was already cancelled out, the other weapons were getting prepared. One of the criminals got an idea. He picked up a bracelet from their weapons bag. It was a power dampener, designed to cancel out Supergirl’s powers. He walked into the room with the hostages and up to Kara, he whispered in her ear “don’t make a scene, we know who you are, come with me” and clicked the bracelet around her wrist. Kara barely made out what he said, the sound was both causing her pain and meaning she could barely hear anything. The good news with the dampener is that the volume started to go down, the bad news was this is because her powers were disappearing. She could feel it’s effects and stumbled out the door.
He took her to the room with two other criminals, one of whom held the costume out. “I’d say we’ve caught you red handed Supergirl.” Kara started to try and explain they had it wrong when she was interrupted. One of them grabbed her from behind in a choke, weakened she could feel it and struggled to catch her breath. He explained that they’d been paid a lot of money to embarrass Supergirl in public, in front of people, so that’s what was going to happen. They told her to put the suit on. Slowly. Kara fell to the floor, her glasses falling off. “Otherwise, we’ll start hurting hostages instead” one of them said menacingly.
She stood up nervously and the men watched, she took off her sweater, revealing a tight white T-shirt underneath. She looked at them nervously and took that off. She was now standing in a bra and jeans, she reached for her costume but the criminal pulled it away. One of them came behind her and pulled the straps of her bra down. “What are you doing?” she stammered. “Anything I want” came back the shirt eating response as he grabbed her tits and licked her neck. Kara could feel her nipples harden as the man pinched them. They noticed too and started to mock her, the man let go and took a step back, her costume was thrown at her. “Haha, you enjoying this SuperSlut?” She quickly removed her bra and put the top on, her nipples still hard poking through the top. She cursed herself, she had enjoyed the roughness of the man touching her. What was wrong with her?
As she removed her jeans and put on her skirt in front of their leering eyes she started to plan. Her powers were dampened but not gone, they likely underestimated her. As she pulled her boots on she tried to surprise attack them, but she felt sluggish and weak, her opening punch was easily caught and she was thrown out of the room into the open bank.
She was hit by the same laser cannon from before and found the rest of her powers leaving her as she collapsed to the ground. One of the criminals pulled her up by the hair and slapped her to make sure she was awake. The hostages had been taken out and forced to watch their city’s protector powerless and on her knees. He groped one of her breasts through her costume, she was powerless to fight back, and then dropped her. She tried to crawl, but he put a foot on her cape, not letting her get far.
The criminal pointed at her, said that everyone should look at her, defeated, at their mercy. But she could still save the day, be the hero. They would let Supergirl and all the hostages go, in return for one thing. Supergirl on her knees, sucking him off. Kara cringed at the thought, mouthed “no.” But the criminals raised their guns to the crowd of hostages. “Do it, otherwise you won’t like the alternative.” Kara had tears in her eyes, she was hopeless, what else could she do? She nodded in agreement and the criminal again grabbed her hair and pulled her up.
He unzipped his pants and whipped his hard cock out. After hesitating, Kara started to kiss it, trying to start slowly, but he grabbed her and stuck it into her mouth, down her throat. Kara was drooling as he face fucked her, right there in public in front of a large group of onlookers. The criminals filmed it of course, but some of the hostages took their phones out and did the same. Taking photos of the Maid of Might on her knees, some seemed to enjoy it.
He came down Kara’s throat and held her there for a moment, making sure every drop of cum ended up in her mouth. When he pulled his cock out Kara fell backwards, her hair a mess, drool, tears and cum combining and dripping from her face to her costume. The costume she was so proud of, dripping with a criminals cum. The criminal grabbed her cape and used it to clean himself as Kara begged him not to. He took the power dampener off her wrist and they quickly packed things up and left. Some of the hostages helped Kara up, most had realised she had been there in her secret identity earlier. A handful had recognised reporter Kara Danvers and were amazed that she was Supergirl.
The police came in and helped out, after a while Kara felt strong enough to fly unsteadily home. No answers to where her money had gone to, easily defeated, degraded. She could hear with her super hearing what the hostages said about her, the slut she was, how hot it had been, what a disgrace she was. She had been defeated as Supergirl again, even though this time she hadn’t even run headfirst into anything. What was wrong with her? Tomorrow night with Lena couldn’t come soon enough, she needed her advice badly.
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Kara Danvers had spent the day listening to her coworkers opinions on her alter ego. Through her super hearing she heard them call her every name under the sun; a degenerate, a slut, a whore and try as she might Kara couldn’t block it out. Some were dead serious, others laughing about it. For the first time she was starting to feel as if her powers were a curse, she wasn’t used to the public hating her or making fun of her.
That night she dressed up in a beautiful summer dress, she hadn’t seen Lena in weeks and she had encouraged Kara to dress up a bit. Sure it was just a couple of drinks and a catch up but why not? Kara made sure to pack her Supergirl costume and made her way to Lena’s penthouse. She took the subway, her powers still feeling weaker after the last few weeks of defeats.
Having been let in and taking up a private elevator, Kara was greeted by Lena in one of her business suits. Kara noticed Lena look her up and down, thinking nothing of it, she mixed her a drink and they started to catch up. Kara explained what had been happening to her recently, defeated several times, taken advantage of, forced to give a criminal a blowjob in front of a group of hostages. Kara was surprised to find that Lena found it amusing, “but… you enjoyed it didn’t you?” she asked Kara, who stayed silent. Lena kept a slightly mocking tone with Kara who had been expecting sympathy and instead found someone suggesting they enjoyed a lot of what had been happening.
Lena could see she was getting under Kara’s skin and changed the subject. “I’ve got you a gift Kara,” she said taking a small box from her desk, “no peaking.” Kara did try and take a look with her X-Ray vision but realised it was a box made of lead. “What is it Lena?” she didn’t feel like playing around. “A surprise, don’t you trust me?” Lena said with a wicked smile. Kara considered it, they were old friends after all, she opened the box.
She felt all her senses dull, “Lena… what?” a dull gold glow came from the box. Gold kryptonite, known to completely wipe out a Kryptonian’s powers when they come into contact with it. Kara didn’t realise this initially, despite having run into it in the bank weeks ago. Lena ran her hands through Kara’s hair and then quickly grabbed it and pulled it roughly. Kara demanded “Lena what are you doing?” before trying, and failing, to loosen her grip. Lena licked her cheek and then let her go, she stood up and headed to her desk. Kara was shaken and confused “Lena, what the hell!?” Lena silently pressed a button on the side of the desk and a secret door opened, a group of men walked in.
It hadn’t fully clicked with Kara what was going on, not until she attempted to fly and launch herself at the group to attack them. She had no super speed and she collapsed on the floor unable to fly. She was powerless. She lay on the floor confused as the men walked towards her and picked her up.
One of the men held Kara from behind as Lena walked over, Kara struggled but couldn’t get free. Lena started to explain to her about gold kryptonite, about the deal she’d made, the list of Kara’s weaknesses, how she had been blackmailed and what they wanted in return. In this case a video of Kara completely degraded. She ran one finger from Kara’s lips, down her neck and casually across her breast, flicking Kara’s nipple. “Please, Lena…” Kara started to say, Lena interrupted her by sticking her hand under her dress and fingering her through her panties, “Shut up slut” she snapped as she worked two fingers under her pants and rubbed Kara’s clit. She then roughly stuck the two fingers into her cunt, Kara gasped in surprise and then moaned lightly with pleasure. Lena removed her hand before Kara was enjoying herself too much and tasted Kara for herself. Kara had been shocked by Lena’s touch but had enjoyed it, breathing heavily, her nipples erect. A moment later she had been bent over a table by one of the men.
Lena took out her phone and casually filmed Kara as the first man ploughed her from behind. He had ripped her panties off, wet from Lena’s touch, and shoved them into Kara’s mouth. Kara was powerless to stop him as he drilled her pussy with his hard dick, her nipples hard against her dress, moaning with every thrust. Lena reached over and removed her glasses and gazed at the image, Supergirl in a summer dress fucked from behind. Lena took the panties out of her mouth, “say your a slut a Kara, call yourself a whore” she whispered in her ear with a laugh. Kara was moaning, but shook her head “mmm…. no…. not a slut…” Lena rolled her eyes theatrically and shoved the pants back in her mouth. The man fucking her came with a grunt, leaving Kara’s pussy dripping with his cum.
Kara was flipped over onto her back, the dress pulled down to reveal her perfect tits. As another man started to fuck her, Lena pulled another man over and started to jack him off in front of Kara’s face. He groped her tits and came pretty quickly over Supergirl’s face as she was getting railed. Things continued this way for a while.
Later on Kara was naked, dripping with cum, her beautiful dress ripped off. Lena had recorded much of it, Kara fucked in every hole, every man had a turn and she had been used like a fuck toy. Lena had also found Kara’s Supergirl costume in her bag, which the men had used to clean themselves up. Lena wiped Kara’s face with the cape, removing cum, drool, tears and sweat.
“Say your a slut, Kara” Lena said filming her on her phone. “Say it!” This time Kara nodded yes, she felt like a slut, like a whore. A group of men had run a train on her and she had enjoyed it, loved it. “I’m… I’m a slut.” Lena laughed at her, some of the men joined in, “SuperSlut. Pathetic” she spat at her.
Lena grabbed her by the neck and choked her, kissing her roughly before starting to play with Kara’s clit once again. Kara submitted to it, defeated and degraded. She wondered to herself “what could possibly be next?”
To be continued…
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v13vtj/supergirl_the_list_part_2_mf_ff_gangbang_dubcon
I think it’s only fair if SuperSlut has to repay the city and citizens by being a public freeuse slut