Moving forward the plot

I could have stayed here forever. Some old fallout shelter in buttfuck nowhere. Recently living up to its name, I might add.

I was outside, with the hatch open. Getting a bit of sun and fresh air, plus letting the wet pussy smell air out a little.

Zatanna was inside with Powerless Girl, doing a little fine tuning of her mental state.

Superwhore was with me, on her knees with my cock on her face, muttering all the reasons she loves my cock, kissing and licking at the underside of my shaft.

It really is a great way to pass the time.

All of a sudden, my relaxing afternoon gets interrupted by a high pitch shrieking that made my head spin and panic flood me.

“Kara? What in the hell are you doing, we’ve been looking everywhere for you! Why didn’t you report in!” her feet hit the ground with a this, an impressive wingspan curled behind her back. Hawk girl glared at me suspiciously through the eyes of her shiny helmet.

She landed a good 30 feet away and was walking closer, “inside, now” I hissed at Superwhore before we both jumped into the hole, falling about 8 feet before sprinting down the narrow hallway to where Zatanna was.

The shrieking returned from the opening. Inside the bunker the disorientation was magnified.

“Stop her!” I yelled and I say Zatanna’s wand rise, pure panic filled her eyes as the noise suddenly stopped.

I turned and didn’t really understand what I was looking at.

The hallway wasn’t right. There was a shimmer to everything, an otherworldly filter that couldn’t exactly be explained but was certainly noticeable.

There she was, mouth open, mace pulled back for a swing, wings mid flap, hate in her eyes, locked on me.

At first I though she was frozen but then I saw the muscles ripple through the wings as she moved forward just a little bit.

“I didn’t say slow her down I said stop her” I said, looking to Zatanna, she is between us and the door so unless we can walk through that ourselves, we arnt any less trapped.

“Your damn lucky its working this well!” she snapped back, surprising me.

“just blast her in the face like you did with big tits over there. Its fucking hawk girl” I was rather dismissive. In my defense, I have been on a fucking roll lately.

Zatanna made a sudden grunt of effort and Hawk girl made a few inches of progress all at once.

“She is wearing Magically enhanced armor, nit to mention the fact that she is a VERY old soul that has significant power in its own right…

I cut her off, “I don’t care how Strong she is, you mind **** a Kryptonian until there was nothing but tatters. I can’t see bird bitch as a credible threat. So stop complaining and…

She in turn cut me off by pinching her fingers together and moving them sideways. I found my ability to open my mouth no longer under my own power.

She shouldn’t be able to use magic against me?

“We are running out of time!” she said with a **** calm.

“She, is going to get to the end of this hallway, soon!

I will need at least 20 seconds to open a portal for us to escape, 10 seconds if your willing to accept a 5% chance of appearing inside of something.

Can YOU last 10 to 20 seconds in a fight against her? Because I won’t. I am compelled to protect you by the conditions of control. Your arrogance and unwavering belief that nothing can go wrong is backing us into a corner.

Magic has limits that you do not understand, I was able to do that to the Kryptonian because of the spiritual restraints you had in place.

Hawk girl has the opposite.

You want me to blast her and

I

CANT

DO

IT”

I think that was really pent up inside her.

I was able to speak again so I got to what was important.

“Bird Bitch? I will be the laughing stock of the villain community if I enslave 2 versions of Supergirl and then lose outright to fucking Bird bi….”

That’s right, I kinda forgot what they started as.

I enslaved 2 versions of Supergirl.

“Can you spawn 4 orbs of lead?”

I asked Zatanna. The fact that her plea to reason first seemed to fail the suddenly juno to a serious conversation cause a rollar coaster of emotion to play out on her face.

I turned to Powerless Girl. “Capture and restrain her and I will allow you 6 hours with me Superwhore and no orgasm restrictions.”

Well, shit. That’s the most clarity I’ve seen in her eyes since we blended her brain.

The 2 blue balls of her nipple piercing suddenly became grey.

With no hesitation she leapt forward into flight and also froze in the hallway shimmer.

I looked at Superwhore, “want to help your friend get a good fucking?” I asked.

She shrugged noncommittally. “she doesn’t really need me to take down Bird Bitch” she said, already using the derogatory nickname I had chosen 20 seconds ago.

“Sure but you could always grab a handful on tit or ass during the struggle” I said conspiratorially.

She giggled and a saw a mischievous glint at the idea.

The same grey appeared around her blue orbs as well and she flew into the shimmer.

Zatanna released the spell slowly, the 3 women speeding up bit by bit and getting closer to each other with every moment.

As it reached approximately 1/4th regular speed they collided. She tried to swing at Powerless Girl but she caught the mace with 1 hand.

Superwhore grabbed her other wrist and spun her into an armbar crashing her face into the ground.

Powerless girl hooked the arm with the mace between her thighs, then hooked the wing into her arm pit and held it firm. Her free hand grabbed the helmet and ripped it off, revealing the surprised and pretty face.

With the helmet removed Zatanna had significantly more access.

“ecneliS” Zatanna said, Hawk Girl attempted to use her screech as an escape, people who could hear frequencies that Kryptonians could were extra **** to it.

Absolute silence was what she got. Mouth open, throat clenching and not a whisper.

She could understand how this had gone so wrong. She was chasing him, readied her swing and then suddenly 2 women, one of them her friend, appeared. She had lost fights but never this decidedly, this quickly.

The cold dread of just how bad this was kicked in when they unstrapped her breastplate and boots. Leaving her in a thin white tank top and black shorts.

She desperately wanted to know why Supergirl was helping. It was most obvious when she wrapped her arm around her throat, sat on her back and held her like that well the one she didn’t know flew away at the speed of sound before returning with a wooden crate full of rebar seconds later.

“this’ll hold her” Powerless Girl said before quickly grabbing and bending rebar into a frame and wrapped her wrists, ankles, thighs and waist to it with dozens of rebar rods.

Zatanna placed the final restraint. Thorny branches of yellow energy wrapped around Hawk Girls wings, curling them tightly to her back.

As Powerless Girl and Superwhore stepped back I saw my newest conquest bound down and extremely exposed. Her eyes were ****, mouth moving but not a word to be heard.

Im not a good lip reader but I definitely saw “please” a few times.

“She is fully restrained” I asked the room in general.

“Yes” all 3 said in unison.

The grey orbs on their piercings disappeared leaving the blue back in place and cause both of my slaves to return to the powerless way I prefer.

“Felt weird to be strong again” said Superwhore with a shiver. “you absolutely cannot not get a good fuck when your that strong. Hey speaking of a good fuck, im pretty sure you owe us a threesome” she turned to me with a smile I couldn’t help but return.

I didn’t need to tell Zatanna what to do, with her protections gone she should have free reign over that brain.

The story didn’t like that I got comfortable so it sent a scare my way.

Guess I need to move along and find some more trouble or something.

But the story can probably wait long enough for me give Powerless Girl her 6 hours.