Bring her to Grodd

Though they clearly wished to do more to the young heroine, the tribesmen feared their master far too much to attempt any more than this. The chieftain gestured and barked an order to his men, who promptly tied the defeated kryptonian’s wrists and **** her to her feet. Still reeling from the kryptonite poisoning and dazed by her shame, she could only stumble along, silently sobbing to herself.

Grodd watched his monitors with interest as the group progressed through the jungle, resting his chin in his palm and watching the defeated Powergirl with undisguised interest. “She will be useful. Oh yes,” he murmured, licking his lips thoughtfully. “She will.”

Powergirl was slow to recover from the **** at the native’s hands. It was only as the gates of Grodd’s fortress, great steel things which rose and fell with the whirr of heavy machinery that she became aware once more of her surroundings.

The entranceway was carved into the very stone of the mountain, the low glow of electric lights barely illuminating the jagged walls of the cavern. At the rear of the room was a pair of steel double doors, which opened seamlessly to admit several dark skinned figures.

Watching with dim curiosity at the sudden arrival, Powergirl observed several women beginning to close the distance. There were three of them, and all were shapely and indisputably attractive, with long flowing black hair. One kept hers in a ponytail tied with gold rings, another letting hers fall loose like a waterfall of darkness, and the third’s was like the second, but with several golden bands in her hair. Powergirl felt herself flush somewhat uncomfortably, as all three women were completely nude. Unbidden, she felt her eyes drawn to the almost hypnotic swaying of the three’s large breasts and the dark nipples there, then down to the V of hair above their pussies before the superhero caught herself and looked away with a flush. Still, she marveled at the women who showed no shame in their naked, ebon bodies as they halted before the group of armed men.

The women and her guards exchanged some words in a language she didn’t understand. The chieftain grew somewhat heated, gesturing at her animatedly. The woman whose hair was in a ponytail and was evidently the leader made a cutting gesture, her eyes hard and confident as she seemed to berate the man. The chieftain was, reluctantly, cowed. With a final, angry gesture, the men untied Powergirl, and departed from the cave, the gate sliding open and shut behind them.

Powergirl massaged her wrists, still decidedly uncomfortable with the nude women, but realizing this may be her chance to escape. However, her powers were still drained leaving her with barely enough strength to stand, particularly after her encounter in the jungle. And she felt even more **** beneath the eyes of the three women, who doubtless knew what had happened to her. Maybe she should just wait, and hope to break out when her powers return.