The Supergirl - Chapter 5b

!!! WARNING !!!

DO NOT PROCEED TO READ THE STORY IF YOU ARE IN DOUBT YOU CAN HANDLE THE EXTREME CONTENT. VIOLENT RAPE IS MERELY VANILLA COMPARED TO THE BULK OF THIS STORY.

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The Supergirl - Chapter 5b - DEMOLITION

“What shall we do to her now?”, David asks the three men with exhausted, limp dicks while he lights up three torches in the room.

“Uhmmm... what do you mean, boss? We already fucked her brains out... what else can we do? We’re out of juice... our balls are sore! If you want still want her gang-raped you have to find some other guys to do it... I don’t want to sound ungrateful... we are very grateful that you gave us this opportunity, but... we are totally SPENT! I mean... we’re so spent that even if you would give us that little girl... we could not fuck her until tomorrow...”, David remains silent for a moment.

“Well... I had something else in mind, actually. Gang-rape is not nearly enough punishment for this bitch!”

“What do you have in mind? We’re with you, Sir.”, the other man asks.

“Let’s hang her from the ceiling with her legs spread. I want to have easy access to her cunt.”, then injects Kara with a drug.

“Sure, boss! You plannin' on some torture then?”, they do as they are told.

“Yeah... something like that... she needs some drugs... you know... to prevent her from passing out. I’m not sure if it has any effect on her being alien and all, but I think it will. She walks, talks, fucks, bleeds like a human... it would be a pity if she passes out.”

The man hang Kara from the ceiling by the wrists. Ropes are tied around her knees. Both ropes tied to the wall in such a way to spread her legs apart. Giving full access to the pubic area.

“Here... take this...”, David gives a wooden baseball bat to the strongest guy.

“Wha... what should I do with this?”, he asks.

“Last game you looked like you need some practice with your swing. I thought this could be a good opportunity for you to work out a little.”

“You want me to hit her, Sir?”

“Yeah... start with her ankles, then the shins and just work your way up to the knee caps.”, he looks at his boss in surprise and disbelief. Kara’s face distorts as she starts to cry inaudibly after hearing what’s in store for her.

“But, but, but... seriously?”, he looks confused with his eyes wide open.

“Sir, with all due respect... this is gonna fuck her up badly... don’t you want to keep her pretty a bit longer?”

“Nah... don’t worry about it... for some reason she still has some power left... it looks like she will recover from extreme damage extremely quickly... she’ll be as new again by tomorrow... you’ll see.”

“Please... David... please don’t do this...”

“Why not? Don’t you worry, girl... you will heal again.”

“But I feel everything! I experience pain like any other woman.”

“Heheheh... that’s exactly what I like about you... it wouldn’t be any fun if you weren’t suffering.”

“NAHAHAHAAHAAAAAAAA...”, she cries out loud now. Her predicament hitting home.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’ve tortured her pretty bad before, mainly her breasts and pussy and the next day it was like new, so yeah, I’m sure. Knock yourself out!”

“Okay, boss. But if I break her... it’s not my fault!”

“PLEASE... PLEASE DON’T HURT HER!!! PLEASE... SHE’S Supergirl!!!”, Lynn shouts at the men from the corner where she’s been standing all the time. Standing there alone for several moments while the men discuss about what to do to their torture-toy. David looks angry at Lynn.

“YOU SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH LITTLE BRAT OR YOU TAKE HER PLACE!!! SHE will heal again... YOU WON’T... so unless you wish to trade places with her, I suggest you SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!”, David shouts at Lynn who immediately backs off. Kara, who, despite her situation feels for the little girl. Her guilt for not having been able to rescue any girls, for having had to stand by and witness some girls go through unspeakable horrors while awaiting the right moment to strike... feels deeply for little Lynn. Thinking that at least she can spare her some suffering... or at least delay it.

“It... it’s okay little girl... L... LYnnN is your name, right? Don... Don’t be afraid... I’ll survive this... I’ll protect you when I have my powers back!”, she softly tells frightened little Lynn.

“HAHAHAHAAAA... PRICELESSSSSS... listen to her, Lynn. She just gave you very... very good advice! She WILL be fine, we’re not going to kill her. Not yet. We’re just going to FUCK... HER... UP!!! Pardon my French... but tomorrow she’ll be brand new again. I promise.”, David explains. Lynn’s lips start to tremble. Half believing that Supergirl will be okay tomorrow, but doesn’t want her heroine to be in beaten up.

“Okay... enough talkin’... I wanna see some bitch bustin' action!!!”, he nods at the big guy with the baseball bat.

Lynn starts to cry louder when she sees the big guy prepping himself to take the first swing.

When the bat lands on her ankle with immense force, Kara screams from the top of her lungs. Lynn screams too, bursting into frantic crying after the scream. Her head becoming red. Saliva dripping from her chin. The first blow fractured the ankle. The foot is twisted rotated and deformed, looking very odd. The big guy doesn’t look very happy.

“What’s the matter, dude?”

“Sir... I... I feel bad for her... ya know?”

“No... no I don’t know. Why would you say something silly like that?”

“It’s just... it’s just that... you know... raping her was fun and all, but... but this... this just feels so wrong...”

“Dude... you rape little girls, tearing their pussies with that thick dick of yours and that’s all fine and dandy... you just participated in a gang-rape of Supergirl without a thought... and now you feel bad about beating her up a little bit? What the fuck’s the matter with you?”, he looks at the floor... a bit embarrassed.

“Well... if you put it that way...”

“This time... don’t hold back with her other foot! I want you to use ALL of your strength! Go for it! You want to hit that home-run next game! Focus on hitting git with all you got!!!”

He musters all of his strength for this next blow. Gritting his teeth he takes the swing. This time it’s with so much force that her ankle isn’t just broken... her foot tears off... flying through the room, hitting the wall seven feet away from Lynn with some blood splattering around. Kara screams, Lynn screams... the big guy drops to his knees. Looks at her leg missing a foot. Looks at the blood-spatter on the wall... the foot on the ground... the little girl crying frantically. Then he looks at the boss.

“Oh no you don’t!!!”, David says, but nothing can be done.

The big guy bends over... vomits on the floor...

“BUCKET BUCKET BUCKET!!! SOMEBODY... SOME... oh... never mind... too late now. Somebody get the janitor or something!”

The skinny old guy opens the door, whispers to the guards to get somebody. Blood gushes out of Kara’s leg.

“FOR FUCKS SAKE!!! Dude... I thought you were a real man!”

“Sir... he hasn’t been with us for a very long time yet... he’s just out of his probation period... please forgive him.”, David looks at the old man.

“You... go do something useful... use a torch to cauterize her wound. I don’t want her to bleed too much yet. She’s not off the hook!”, then sits on the floor next to the big guy while the old man takes the torch to where Kara’s foot used to be to burn the wound to stop the bleeding.

“Hey... it’s gonna be alright... alright? We just gotta figure out how to deal with this... we need to see if we can crush your conscience in the next few months, you know... Next time... just say NO. At least I can respect that, but this... is just pathetic. We are a group of REAL MEN... we show no mercy to bitches... they deserve to suffer for us! Got that?”, he nods while sobbing.

“Okay, big guy... just report to the medic. We’ll talk later.”, he leaves the room, walking past Kara.

“I’m so sorry...”, David slaps his head on the back.

“Don’t make it worse!!! We don’t apologize to girls! One more word and you’re fired!”, he shakes his head while watching the guy leave the room.

“Pathetic..., who hired him? I need to have a word with HR! Anyway... which one of you would like to take a swing at her?”, alternating his eyes between the two remaining men. He gives the bat to the middle-aged man.

“You’re not gonna vomit on my are you? I know you can handle some torture.”, he gladly accepts the bat.

“Okay... let’s go for nice bone fractures of her shins.”, the guy nods.

The strong man takes a swing and successfully hits her shin. Besides the leg shattering on impact, pieces of wood fly through the air. The guy has only the handle still in his hands.

“DUDE... WHAT THE FUCK!”

“I... I’M SORRY, SIR.”

“You broke my baseball bat!”

“I said I’m sorry... I’ll buy you a new one, Sir.”

“It was not just a baseball bat... it has sentimental value!!! I used it to clobber up dozens of girls... didn’t you see all the names on it?”

“I’m so sorry, Sir. I didn’t know... and you wanted me to hit as hard as possible.”

“Okay... plan B... I guess. Not that I had a plan B, but eh... uhm... just fuck her with it then.”, the guy looks at him surprised.

“What... fuck... fuck her how, boss?”

“You dumb-ass! Stick the broken handle into her pussy and fuck her with it!”

“Noh... nah... please... don’t...”, Kara pleads.

“But Sir... her pussy...”

“What about her pussy? Don’t you go sentimental on me too! Go and do as you’re told! I want you to FUCK UP THAT PUSSY WITH THAT SPLINTERY BROKEN WOOD!!! Now stop wasting my time and do it or you’re fired!”, David says angrily.

“Ye... yes, boss.”

“No... please... don’t do this... have mercy...”, Kara pleads.

“You stupid CUNT! I’m gonna make you wish you were never born! Hombre... push it in. Fuck her with it like it’s a dildo! If I don’t see pussy-flesh coming out on the splinters, you’re not fucking her up enough!”

“My name is, Luis... not hombre.”

“Seriously... dude, go and make yourself useful and fuck up that pussy!”

Luis reluctantly presses the broken baseball bat against the vulva and hesitates. Then he spreads the labia and presses it in a little bit, causing Kara to scream as dozens of splinters pierce into her soft and tender pussy-flesh.

“Sir, I can’t push it in more...”

“BULLSHIT!”, then David kicks the bottom of the handle hard, instantly pushing the handle deep into Kara’s vagina all the way to the womb. Wood splinters piercing the cervix and the inside of her vagina all over. Kara’s head flings backwards, her eyes wide open staring at the ceiling with her mouth wide open. Unable to make a sound after loudly exhaling fully. Then followed by a short inhale of air and then the loudest scream from Kara ever heard. Sounding like an animal. Not like a human.

“There... that’s how you torture a defeated super-heroine! Now, fuck her with it!”

“Sir, don’t you think you’ve hurt her enough?”

“Luis... don’t you ever suggest that again... I cannot torture her enough! NEVER!!! Fuck her with it. Remember, show me the pussy-flesh coming out. Twist the handle deep inside. DESTROY THAT VAGINA! Torture her woman-hood like she deserves.”

Luis complies, moves the handle up and down Kara’s vagina... reluctantly, but obediently. Twisting and turning the wooden handle to damage her vagina as much as possible in this excruciatingly painful manner. Ample vaginal blood flows down the wood onto the hands of Luis who needs both hands to have enough power to complete his task.

“Dude... why do you look so pale... it’s not like you haven’t tortured girls before... why do you seem to have such trouble with this time?”

“I don’t know, Sir... I just... I... I don’t know.”, he says with a lot of sweat running down his face.

After about a minute of fucking Kara’s pussy up, David grabs the slippery blood-covered pole and pulls it out in a twisting manner while Kara screams.

“YES YES... yes yes yes... that’s it... that’s what I want... you see this, guys? Look at all the pussy-flesh on this stick! You fucked up her pussy real good, hombre. I’m proud of you. Hey, Lynn... look... this here is scraped off meat from Supergirl’s vagina! Would you like me to try fucking you with this too? Huh???’, Lynn just continues to cry. David throws the stick away and grabs a pair of pliers from the torture-tool shelf.

“Only thing that you could’ve done better, hombre... look here... the clitoris is still intact. I don’t know how you missed this important piece of sensitive flesh. A good vaginal torture is never complete if the clitoris is still intact! I want it... I want to have it!”, he then puts the pliers in between her badly damaged labia, presses really hard to squish Kara’s clit with the metal tool to slowly pull on the sensitive flesh. Making Kara scream again like an animal.

“Hahaha... if you could only pass out, huh, Kara?”, he pulls harder, stretching the little flattened piece of flesh to the limit until it finally tears off.

“Look here... Supergirl’s clitoris... in the flesh so to speak... not very special I have to say. It’s just a little bit larger than the clits I usually tear off.”, then puts it in his mouth.

“Bwizz iz pho goob poo eap... phooo hood...”, he smiles at the guys with blood around his lips. Swallowing the clit after chewing it thoroughly.

“Okay guys... hold on just a minute... I’ll be right back.”, and leaves the room.

“Dude... I think he’s lost it!”

“Yeah... I think he went completely cookoo!”

David enters the room again. He has a metal object with a steel cable attached on one end. He inserts the metal object very deep into Kara’s vagina. She just hangs there, head forward, sobbing in self-pity. Exhausted from the pain... the screaming... the suffering. Seemingly not registering that something is inserted into her vagina. Then he fastens the steel cable to a winch on the other end of the room.

“Okay, guys... this is going to be fun!”, he grabs Lynn and puts her close to the door.

“Spread your legs, girl.”, Lynn looks at David angrily, but does what she’s told to do.

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt you. Just do as I say.”

David lifts Kara’s head.

“Hey, Kara.”, no response. He slaps her face a few times.

“Hey... Supergirl... I have a proposition for you.”

“Mmmmm...”, she barely responds.

“HEY... SUPERGIRL... if you can make it passed Lynn with your whole body within two minutes, I will set you free. I will turn off the emitters and you will have all your powers back. You can kill me if you want. How about that deal, huh? Don’t you wanna have your powers back? Don’t you just love the thought of killing me? Don’t you?”

“Ahhhuu...”, she can barely nod.

“Okay, cut the ropes.”, the men immediately obey. Kara drop to the floor like a sack of potatoes.

“So, Kara... the kitchen timer is set for two minutes. If you passed through Lynn’s spread legs with your entire body before the timer goes, you are FREE and will be SUPER again!”, the kitchen timer is wound up.

“Now, go... can’t you hear it tick? THIS is your chance, Kara... GO!!!”, Kara starts to move. Lynn’s crying becomes soft sobbing.

Trying to ignore all the pain in her legs and her vagina, she goes for it. Despite the expectations, she actually progresses impressively with only her arms. Doing her best to ignore the pain in the rest of her body. Knowing that when the emitters are turned off, she will be omnipotent again. Desperate to feel that power again... to roam the skies... to take revenge on the men who feasted on her suffering in the past few days. Not one to take revenge normally, but the past few days changed her drastically in that way.

The guys are very impressed with her determination. Leaving a trail of blood on the floor.

“Boss... shouldn’t we have broken her arms too if you were going to give her this chance to kill us all?”

“Relax... just watch. You have one minute left.”

“Come on... Supergirl... please... come on... you can do it... only a little bit more... then you’re free again... you will have almost limitless power again... we can leave this horrible place... no more pain!”, sweet Lynn tries to encourage the suffering girl.

Three feet to go... two feet to go. Then a minute later, her head is passing between Lynn’s legs... and then...

“yu... bastrd!!!”, she can barely muster the strength to utter the words.

“Oopsie... you ran out of cable. Now what do you do?”.

“what... you put... inside me?”

“It’s nothing big... it’s a military fold-able grappling hook. I pushed it into your womb and unfolded it. So, if you want to make it passed her legs you’ll have to pull your womb out yourself! Show us how much you want it, Kara... show us how much you long for freedom... for your powers... how much you want to kill us. Do you want it enough? How much do you want to save sweet little Lynn here and all the other girls, huh? They are counting on you! I feel generous... I’ll give you two more minutes.”, David and the guys smile since they actually find it entertaining in a morbid way.

Grapling hook

The guys are rooting for her to pull the womb in irony. They don’t want her to win, but they would like to see her try to pull her own womb out.

Kara tries to crawl further, she’s able to do so to a certain extent, but she is not able to inflict enough pain on herself. Not even to get her powers back in order to save her life and that of the other girls. She just can’t do it. She was able to withstand the pain of her legs and her vagina while moving with her arms, but she can’t pull her womb out with a grappling hook.

“Lynn... I’m sorry... I... I just can’t do it... I’m so sorry!”

“One minute left. Here... let me help you a little.”, David says and pulls on the cable. Effectively pulling her womb halfway out.

“Look, Kara, your womb has prolapsed... it’s partially out of your body already... you only need to pull it out a bit more...”

“Supergirl... please... I know you can do it!”

“I’m sorry... you don’t know... the pain... I...”

“Forty-five seconds... you want me to pull it out completely for you? So you only have to focus on the rest of the pain? Huh???”

“YES!!! PULL IT... PULL IT OUT...”

David gives another strong pull on the cable and the womb is out two-thirds of the way.

“Look, guys... it looks like she’s giving birth to her womb, doesn’t it?”, the men laugh.

“Now, that’s as far as I am willing to help you, Kara. You’re on your own now.”

“Come on, Supergirl! Just a little bit more.”, Lynn loses hope.

“I’m sorry... I can’t! I’m so sorry...”

Then Lynn steps forward a couple of feet... All the men fall silent... then look at each other.

“YOU STUPID LITTLE BITCH!!! What the FUCK???!!!”

“You did it, Supergirl! You did it!”, David hits Lynn so hard in the she face she falls on the ground immediately.

“She won! You have to give her back her powers! You didn’t say I couldn’t move... you didn’t set that rule... you lost! We won!”

“Lynn... they are never going to let that happen!”, David shakes his head.

“Well, Lynn. She is partially right. I AM a man of my word... but YOU cheated!”

“There was no rule about that! We won! Set her free!”

“SHUT THE FUCK UP LITTLE CUNT!!! The rule was that SHE had to go past your legs with her ENTIRE body on HER OWN POWER! You both lost fair and square. And Lynn... I’m calling off your sale... I will keep you for myself! I will punish you for this! You too... are going to wish you were never born... you are going to beg me to kill you!”

“No, please... I’m sorry... I’ll never do it again...”

“That’s right, I can assure you, Lynn... you will NEVER do THAT again!!!”

“What now, boss?”, Luis asks.

“Let’s finish what she couldn’t... pull her womb out.”, the men pull hard on the cable and within seconds and with a lot of screams from the exhausted heroine they finished the task.

“See, you gave birth to your womb, Supergirl. What do you want us to do now, boss?”

“Cut it off, I want her it!”

“Really? You want her...”

“Yes, I want to have her womb!”, after they cut off the womb, they give it to David. He walks to Lynn with it, holds it in front of her face.

“Do you know what this is?”, she shakes her head while crying again.

“It is called a womb... also called uterus. It is the part of a girl where babies are made. You have one too, much smaller. I won’t use yours to make babies. I use it to make my cock feel really good. I just love feeling it around my dick when I rape little girls like you. I’ll make good use of your uterus soon enough, sweet Lynn. And when I’m not happy with you as my personal sex-slave I will pull it out in the same way as with Supergirl! Are you going to be a good girl for my cock?”, Lynn nods obediently.

“Good girl... you have a feisty spirit... I like that... I can’t wait to break it!”

“Okay guys, let’s wrap it up. That’s enough for today. Hang her back up on the cross and let her heal. I’ll call the doc so he can see what damage we did for his boring ‘scientific’ mumbo jumbo. I’m glad that I’m getting to do the enjoyable part of the scientific research!”, then he throws the removed womb in the corner of the dungeon.