a gang of dealers

Queen B the Teenage Super Hero had received an anonymous tipoff about a gang of ****-dealers, and it did not take her long before she went to take a closer look.

At first the 5.8 and very busty, blonde haired cheerleader with pig tails watched from a fire escape while she saw a group of six of them selling heroine and cocaine in an alley. Now that she knew who the enemy was, it was time to take them down and punish them. She was dressed in red pink and blue latex and her short mini skirt and top revealed plenty of cleavage and legs that were to die for, literally.

She jumped down to them in one mighty leap, using two of the hapless men to break her fall, one for each leg, and she landed standing, one foot on each man, they were still squirming a little - the other four were ripe for the picking.

She was perky and loved to punish villains, so none of them were in for a swift and painless arrest - no, it was pain and suffering time now. She began making the goons double over from pain with her precise and explosive kicks to the balls.

Then she sent men flying in all directions with kicks and punches to the face. She had super strength and super speed, which she used to outrun the one who tried to get away and throw him into the middle of the alley - she then threw the other five on top of him, the most beaten one on top.

Now that they were stuck there, it was easy to go around and kick them all in the balls repeatedly. It was so much fun that when female passers by asked if they could join in, she had to think about it for a minute, before agreeing to share them with these women.

 Her super durability, super smarts, telepathic power and super sexiness woukld ensure that none of them would get away, that they would be for ever imprisoned and punished by women, and that she could get the full truth out of them about their employers, suppliers, runners and gunmen - nobody was safe, if you were in any way involved with **** dealing, she was going to find you and kick your balls until they are busted and flattened. 

She could make a rope appear out of nowhere and tie up the villains for ball ****, the street hookers also helped her catch the evil turds. She also use this hook to snag people and onto things. She was also capable of flight at amazing speeds. In short, there was no match for her - she could just relax and have fun with a gang of men of any size, armed or unarmed, and take delight in reducing them to quivering beaten wrecks.

She also could heal people so she can enjoying breaking a mans balls over and over. This way, she could even make money out of selling men for ball squashing sessions again and again. Her real name was Rachel Adams. She was a head cheerleader, and her entire cheerleader team liked to get together and squish some freshly captured mens balls. it was the good life, and they loved it.

She and the passers by that had joined in were now stomping on and sometimes hand-squeezing the beaten and bruised testicles of the six drugdealers to oblivion. Once all that was in their ballsacks was squashed, she simply resurrected their balls and sent them off for a marathon **** and recastration session.

On the third ballsquashing, she was going to get all the information about other men they had dealings with out of them, and she was going to enjoy doing it while squashing their nuts. ....