The Supergirl - Chapter 6b
!!! 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.
--- YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED ---
The Supergirl - Chapter 6a - FEEDING TIME
“DAMN!!! Look at you, Kara! Your skin is completely restored! Your breasts too! FUCK ME!!! I’m so happy to see that!”, David has a smile from ear to ear. Four men enter the room behind him.
“Before we continue... here’s a couple more guys who were just dying to see you! Oh and here is a fresh little insurance-policy-girl to make sure you don’t hurt my honorable men. Have fun with Supergirl... leave the little girl alone for now... hmkay... enjoy!”
David leaves the room for two hours while the men have their fun.
“Guys, time’s up! Just clean her body for me, so I can continue experi... DAMN!!! What the FUCK is that smell???”
“Oh... that... it’s the sperm in the glass tank, sir. I don’t know how many days you’ve been collecting that.”
“Shit... close that fucking lid! It’s sickening!”, David puts a small glass underneath the tap of the jar and puts a little bit of the combined-effort sperm mass into the glass. Gagging from the smell. Holds it in front of the little girl’s face.
“Here... taste it! You’ve had plenty of sperm in your young life. I want you to compare the taste. You know... wine and whiskey get better with age... let me know if you like fresh sperm better or a cocktail of sperm that’s several days old without having been cooled, collected from several men.”, David commands the little girl.
“No... please... it smells so bad!”, the girl begs.
“Girl... if you don’t taste it... I will give you to these men with the order to rape you to death, taking several days to kill you! You WILL FUCKING DRINK THIS STUFF!!!”, David shouts angry at the little girl, pulling her by her hair.
“Okay... okay... please don’t give me to them... I’ll do whatever...”
She puts the glass to her mouth, closes her nose with her other hand and starts to drink it slowly. After the first time swallowing, she gags. Nearly vomiting. She manages to get a second gulp. Again nearly vomiting. Then after the third gulp she swallows the contents of the glass.
“Good girl... I actually didn’t think you would make it without...”, then she vomits the entire contents on the floor.
“I’m... I’m sorry... I didn’t mean to... I couldn’t...”, then she vomits again.
“Okay... get her the fuck out of here! Have the doc fix her!”
The cross is tilted again to become a rape-cross. David fastens a hose to the tap and has the remaining men carry the jar to Kara’s face.
“I think it’s time to feed our new torture-puppet. She hasn’t had any food since she got here a week ago, except a couple of sperm loads she managed to swallow. And she hasn’t had a drop to drink either. Normally a person would already be dead without drinking for so long. So, Kara... here’s the deal. If you can drink the entire contents of the jar, I will not torture you today... you like that deal?”
“You MANIAC!!!”, David puts the hose into Kara’s mouth.
“But if you spill one drop of precious sperm... the deal is off. Men have gone through a great deal of trouble to save this much sperm for you. The least you can do is show some respect for this testicle juice that you milked from those men’s testicles!”
David opens the tap. Her head shakes ‘NO’, but she realizes that she has no choice but to try. She puts her lips around the hose creating a seal. Swallows the first blob of old sperm she is surprised at her body’s reaction to reject the rancid fluid being transported down her throat. She cannot swallow again. Her cheeks are blowing up with more sperm flowing into her mouth every second. She start to panic a bit, but then she presses her tongue into the hose, blocking it completely. It gives her a fighting chance to catch up with the inflow of semen. She swallows what she can, bit by bit, mentally overriding her body’s reflexes. Doing her utmost best to not spill a drop, like she was warned not to.
“Clever girl! Maybe there’s more super to you than just your powers after all... keep going, you only drank maybe half a pint now... you still have another two pints to go. You’re doing surprisingly well. How do you do it... meditation??? This only proves that you really were born to be a cum dumpster! The universe should thank me for putting you in your rightful place! If only your people could see you now... what would they think of you?”
The guy that escorted the girl to the Doc comes back. David has him hold the hose while he walks to the other side of the cross where he stares at Kara’s unprotected, defenseless pussy. David starts to play with it a bit. Kara’s eyes open wide in horror as her concentration is broken by the stimulation of her pussy. David rubs her clit, moves his fingers in and out of her vagina. Trying to make her cunt feel good. She convulses a bit, but after about ten seconds she regains her ‘flow’ of swallowing filthy sperm.
“Boss...”, the guy holding the hose calls David.
“What?”
“Ehm... she did it...”
“What the fuck??? Did she spill anything?”
“Uh... no... I don’t think so”
“SHIT...”, David runs his hand through his hair.
“Now what, boss?”
“Okay...”
“Okay... boss?”
“Okay... leave her...”
“Are you sure, boss? Don’t you want to do something else to her?”
“You... you promised!”, Kara mutters.
“I... I did... guys... there will be no further torturing Supergirl today!”
“Boss?”
“YOU HEARD ME! Just get Caesar over here!”, David commands one of the guys.
“Yes, sir!”