This story contains graphic violence, nudity, rape and n/c sexual
scenes. It is
most definitely intended for, and should only be read by, mature
over the age of twenty-one.
Some of you may be
familiar with the heroines of the
Superfamily from some of my other stories. However, this series of five
stories takes place in an alternate time continuum, in which the Troll
Princess, Erishka, and her evil descendants never existed.
three heroines have reached the present day, undefeated and perpetually
triumphant in their crusade against crime and evil. The first story in
the series is posted at: A
Supermom (Laura White)
Superlass (Betty White)
Supermom To The Rescue.
Superlass had been gone for
several hours, much longer than seemed
necessary to deal with some petty female pimp. Despite her resolve not
interfere, Supermom was growing anxious. While her own mother,
Supergran was busy with some paperwork, the Matron of Might slipped
"Think I'll just see that
everything's okay!" She told herself. "I'm sure
Betty is fine, but just in case..."
Out of sight of her mother,
Supermom flew at near light speed to the
Banshee lair. Using her X-ray vision the dauntless older heroine,
inspected the interior.
Supermom gasped in horrified
shock at the
sight that affronted her maternal eye.
beautiful daughter, Superlass, a superheroine with powers equal to her
own, was stripped naked, and being held helpless by a fierce, redheaded
barely half her size. The redhead was daring to spank the stalwart
Superlass, who was wailing in pain, and nearly in tears. Unbelievably,
the creamy flesh of her lush, bottom cheeks, normally invulnerable to
injury, showed the cruel ravages inflicted by her captor's tiny
stormed into the Banshee lair,
her eyes blazing fiercely, intent on retribution. A moment later,
she grasped the red haired girl by the hair, and tore her away from her
Caught completely by surprise,
Panthia squalled fearfully, and put up
Seeing her mother triumphantly
intimidate the hateful, young Banshee,
Superlass displayed a vindictiveness, perhaps not becoming in a
superheroine, but not unexpected under the circumstances.
the only girl with a strong protective mother! Panthia's own mother,
Meroe had been proudly watching from the shadows, as her daughter beat
up, and terrorized the heroic, younger Champion of Justice. Now it was
Meroe attacked Supermom with
vicious, skilled abandon. Taken completely
off-guard, before she had any chance to fight back, Supermom was
overwhelmed by the unexpected pain inflicted by the
older Banshee's deadly kicks.
Thinking herself saved,
Superlass gasped in shock, at the success
sneak attack on her mother. Her heart sank, as the elder Banshee
overpowered her strong, beautiful mother. The gallant young
only thought was to rush to her aid. Panthia had other ideas!
Superlass turned her back on Panthia,
to rush to her mother's
assistance, the vicious younger Banshee struck from behind. She leaped
into the air, and slammed her forearm across the nape of Superlass's
neck, with enough force to come close to breaking her prey's neck.
As Panthia dropped back to the
floor, Superlass collapsed unconscious,
as though poleaxed, falling in a broken moaning heap.
Meanwhile, Meroe savagely
punishing attack on Supermom.
When Panthia rushed over to
help her mother, it hardly looked like the
older Banshee needed any
having already proved considerably more than the sorely pressed
could handle. In fact the big, blond superheroine already looked
whipped, and scared out of her wits.
Although scarcely needed,
Meroe had no qualms about
accepting her daughter's help; double-teaming an opponent was a
venerable Banshee custom.
Meroe whirled the groggy
Supermom around, and flung her to her
daughter. Dizzy and disoriented, the stalwart, blond superheroine was
contemptuously tossed from one Banshee to the other, like a ball
between two seals.
Panthia seized Supermom's arms,
and wrenched them behind her,
One banshee had already proved
as much, or more, than Supermom could
handle. Against two, she was helpless. As Panthia held the big
superheroine in her inescapable grip, Meroe smashed her fist into the
blond's trim, muscularly ridged midriff. No blows ever fazed
the invulnerable Kryptonian before, but to her astonished horror, a
Banshee's fists inflicted
grievous damage, and sickening pain.
Supermom doubled up in terrible
distress, as Meroe continued the
Panthia let go of Supermom's
arms, and the groaning heroine slumped to
her knees in agony.
Meroe pulled Supermom to her
feet by the hair, as her daughter watched
Another devastating kick to her
aching belly, just about finished Supermom.
ruthless kick to the jaw
completed the destruction of the
blond crimefighter, knocking Supermom unconscious.
As Supermom started to fall,
Meroe caught her around the waist in a
Supermom screamed as the
painful pressure of Meroe's steely arms
crushed her svelte middle like jelly. The awful, unaccustomed pain
brought her fully back to her
Each time Supermom tried to
a breath, Meroe would tighten her
inexorable grip another notch. The valiant heroine ceased
to struggle, nearly broken by the frightful pain. Her shapely body
twisted and writhed in paralyzing agony. Her huge breasts bounced
around her broad chest, like over-inflated balloons, as she fought for
breath. As the last vestiges
of super strength deserted her, Supermom's courage was fast
failing her, as well. For the first time in her long distinguished
knew real fear, a terrible, panicky fear that was impossible to
Her strong, ripely-contoured
body convulsed in agony, her straining
fire, Supermom reached the limit of endurance. She whimpered for
With a nasty laugh, the
grinning Banshee dropped Supermom. The
scared, helpless heroine fell to her knees, tasting the agony and
shame of her first defeat. Though she had no doubts that Meroe had
decisively beaten her, when the
commanded her to take off her uniform, Supermom was horrified. How
could she degrade herself in that awful way?
Though she couldn't
fight the evil redhead anymore, the
defeated, distraught Supermom whimperingly refused to denude herself,
with whatever pitiful
indignation she could muster.
Panthia eagerly butted in,
The viciously inventive Panthia
had no intention of ripping the hapless
heroine's uniform off herself. That would be too easy! It would be more
fun to make Supermom
it off, with her own trembling hands. Meroe watched approvingly as her
daughter bullied the
Supermom into removing her uniform.
When she'd nearly slapped the
reeling heroine senseless, Panthia
arm, bending it, until she nearly broke it.
When Supermom's arm was so
numbed by pain she couldn't resist, Panthia
twisted it behind
the shrieking heroine's back.
The pain was unbearable, and
Supermom finally screamed her willingness
to obey the horrid, young girl.
The ruthless girl, half her
size and age, had thoroughly intimidated her, and
the trembling superheroine shamefully removed
her proud blue halter, baring her magnificent bosom to the Banshees'
"Yeah, let's see that big set
o'jugs! Wow! Bigger'n Stupidlass!"
Supermom forlornly paused a
moment. Oh wasn't her tunic enough?
"GET those pants off too,
Moron! Panthia snapped. "Or do you want me to
smack you around some more? You must like getting beat up!"
With a whimper of shame,
Supermom slid her red shorts down her strongly
arched, white thighs
Horribly conscious of her
mortifying, nude vulnerability, the virtuous
crimefighter tried to shield her shame from the giggling Banshees.
Supermom's forlorn hope to
shield herself, proved futile. The evil
inspected and pawed their unfortunate, naked captive. Nauseated by the
small prying hands toying with every part of her
voluptuous charms, Supermom wailed in shocked, despondent
Then a new thought struck
momentarily hurried away, as Meroe became even bolder.
Supermom desperately tried to
elude Meroe's prying fingers, but the
grinning Banshee caught her arm and pulled her back.
Though Supermom was obviously
thoroughly intimidated, and begged the
evil Banshee not to hit her, Meroe smacked the cringing superheroine
across the face once more, for good measure.
Once she terrorized and cowed
Supermom with her harsh bullying, Meroe
confirmed her dominance, by offensively pawing the trembling
superheroine's gorgeous, matronly form.
Her tall, strongly curvaceous
body aquiver with revulsion, the
Magnificent Matron of Might, brutally reduced to cowed submission,
stood rigidly in horror, as Meroe possessively fondled her full-fleshed
curves, in their denuded vulnerability. Terrified to resist, Supermom
pleaded plaintively for her virtue.
When Panthia returned a few
moments later, Meroe had the abused
Supermom fully under her control. Panthia had gone to fetch a vibrator,
she triumphantly brandished above her head.
Realizing that the dastardly
pair intended to molest her, the virtuous
struggled with pitiful futility in defense of her virtue. Unable to
implacable grip, she begged the fiends not to do this terrible, evil
thing to her. Her desperate
cries were answered by cruel laughter.
Superlass was beginning to
stir. In horror, she heard her mother's
frightened pleas. Oh how horrible to hear her own stalwart, resolute,
mother wailing in terror, like...like a frightened child. Knowing
she was too weak to help
mother, Superlass realized the only hope for both of them was to get
The Banshee's were so
engrossed in their vile, sadistic abuse of
Supermom, that they didn't notice the younger crimefighter slip to an
open window, and leap into the sky.
Despite her long devotion to
chaste virtue, the mortified Supermom came
with a loud shriek of passion. Her orgasm was so intense, that her
knees turned to water, and she slumped helplessly back against the
evilly giggling Meroe.
let the disgraced superheroine slump to her knees in shame. Supermom
was a broken woman. The terrible
Banshees had not only defeated her, but robbed her of self-respect, and
superheroinely pride, as well.
Supermom's terrible ordeal was far
Meroe had been
tremendously excited by her victory, and the ensuing
abuse of the beautiful captive. Now, it was the turn of the abused
victim to satisfy her.
Despite her virtuous
repugnance, Supermom was too brutally
intimidated, to dare refuse Meroe's
When Meroe was satiated,
Panthia asked: "Hey Ma, okay if I have some
fun with the slut?"
"Of course, Dear!"
Panthia kicked a huge rubber
ball into the center of the room, and
ordered the cringing Supermom to lie down across it.
Supermom whimpered in fearful
anguish at the command. What new
horror did the evil young Banshee have in store for her?
When Supermom hesitated a
moment too long, Panthia roughly flung her
down astride the ball.
In shock, the terrified superheroine pleaded with the youthful
tormentor, as Panthia girded herself with a frightful instrument of
Afraid to move, Supermom
glanced around apprehensively, and cried out
in terror, her worst fears confirmed. Panthia had strapped on a huge
dildo, and was aiming it at her plump, vulnerable bottom cheeks.
Her shapely body was mounted atop
in the helpless, submissive position of a mare to be serviced; the
demonic young Banshee was hardly a step away; escape was
impossible. Her heart hammered with terrified intensity within her
luxuriantly contoured bosom; her large ripely rounded buttocks clenched
spasmodically in anticipatory horror. Supermom brokenly begged Panthia
to spare her this horrible, unnatural violation. Panthia's response was
a cruel sneering laugh.
Supermom felt the evil, frightening girl thrust her lush, rounded
thighs further apart, and vulnerably spread her
nether cheeks. Then she
felt the terrible phallus
probing against her tiny anus. Her forlorn screams for mercy, reached a
hysterical, frenzied pitch, before being cut short by her heart-rending
scream of violation.
As Panthia's small but powerful
drove the hateful tool in and out of her ravaged rectum, each thrust
deeper than the last, Supermom's agonized screams grew ever louder.
Would this frightful violation
her innards asunder, never end?
Finally satisfied, Panthia
managed to intensify the already unendurable pain by a hard twisting
jerk of the over-sized dildo, to remove it.
Supermom rolled off the red
ball of terror, still screaming in shocked
agony. She curled up pitifully trying to ease the awful hurt, afraid to
move her violated body. Panthia put away the swinish phallus and
triumphantly placed her foot on
the neck of the sodomized superheroine. The brutalized Supermom
suffering in terrible pain and humiliation, crushed by the horrifying
calamity that had befallen her,
made no move to resist the triumphant boot.
As Supermom lay in agony at the
demonic young Banshee's feet, she had
only one forlorn shred of hope left!
Our story will continue in
"Supergran Steps In."