Holy Smoke escapes the drilling chair and stops Miss Muscle from being

As the drilling machine continued to maul the large soft breasts of Holy Smoke, it started to smoke and steam up due to poor maintenance. While grimacing in pain and ecstasy, Holy noted the material emanating from the drilling machine. She focused as hard as she could with the claws beginning to go into a crushing motion on the busty superheroine's soft bosom. She managed to create a small tendril finger that was able to press the off button on the control panel of the machine. Immediately the claws relinquished their hold on the blonde heroine and the arm restraints opened, releasing Holy Smoke's wrists. Holy, in a completely humiliated daze, goes to clutch her exposed chest and cradles her mauled boobs. Rolling off the device she hands on her hands and knees and slowly lifts herself up. Practically naked, she spots what appears to be a pair of red silk robes. "Well, I got to cover myself up. I am indecent.” thought the modest heroine as she also felt the pain in her lower side where she might have cracked a rib. While walking slowly in a bit of soreness, Holy also saw her sacred ivory cigarette holder on the floor. She picked it up and continued to the wall with the robes hung on hooks. Holy took the robe off the hook and put it on. After she wrapped the red sash around her waist, she noticed it fit well and was quite flattering, but still rather revealing of her massive cleavage.

"If I wasn't able to stop that machine that would have been the end of me. My bosom is my weakness. Any further wrath upon them, and I wouldn't have any of my powers left. How did she know?” admitted the severely weakened superheroine to herself as she began to plan her escape route.

"How could she be that more powerful than I? The forces of good are always supposed to triumph over the forces of evil. How was my strength not sufficient?” asked the doubting Holy Smoke to herself as she eyed an exit. As she approached, she heard a moaning and a yell on the opposite side of the door she was approaching. "Uh oh. Better prepare for trouble", thought Holy.

On the other side of the door, Nikolai was straddled over the weakened Miss Muscle's waist, driving his shaft between the massive orbs of the superheroine's tits. Miss Muscle briefly protested when she lifted her arms up to push off the man **** her breasts, but in her weakened state, Nikolai simply slapped her wrists away with one motion and back handed the superheroine in her face for her actions.

"Ugh!” is all she could get out from the blow. Miss Muscle closed her eyes, as she winced and sobbed while the man continued to have his way with her muscular body and her large soft boobs. He started to pinch her nipples and lift them straight up. As he lifted, he shook them and the jiggled on top of the body of the muscular goddess.

"How does this feel, Miss Super-tits?” said Nikolai as he continued to pull on Kate's sensitive nipples and wobble her breasts violently. Miss Muscle was unable to easily respond, as her sensitive breasts being her weakness as well. With part of her milk drained and with the attention being delivered to her breasts, Miss Muscle kept falling in and out of consciousness.

"Aaaaaaargh!!! ...Pain in my Breasts... Aaaaaaaaaaaargh!!! ...Feeling so weak... Starting to get tired...Aaaaaaaaaaargh!!!” blurted the big breasted superwoman as she struggled to get free from Nikolai.

Just at that time, Holy Smoke opened the door which was to the side of Nikolai. Nikolai, caught off guard, had no time to react as Holy's black shoed foot crashed into his face, knocking him off Miss Muscle.

Holy stood over the fallen henchman, as she took a drag off her cigarette holder. Nikolai grabbed one of Holy's legs to try to knock her on the ground with him, but she simply leaned over and blew a cloud of white smoke in his face. "Sleep", commanded Holy Smoke as Nikolai gasped, coughed and passed out.

Miss Muscle got back up and began to head in the direction that led out of the warehouse while Holy stood straight up and put her hands on her hips and her legs apart. With her cigarette holder smoldering, Holy shifted her chest out. "Good thing I showed in time to save you, huh, Miss Muscle?” jokingly stated the superheroine. An exhausted Miss Muscle turned to answer the good natured Holy but froze in terror. Holy felt a shadow looming over her and saw a silk gloved hand drop a dark ebony cigarette holder, butt end down, between the soft masses of the superheroine's tits. With it secured in the cleavage of heroine's breasts, two gloved hands crush from either side, smashing Holy's boobs into each other. Before Holy could conjure anything, smoke from the ebony holder wafted into her face, causing her to cough and lose focus as the gloved hands from behind her continue to grope and **** her breasts encased in the scantily clad red silk robe.

"No… What are doing? No... Uuuuuuh... Stop... You can't do this to... Uuuuuunh... Uuuuuunh... Uuuunh", complained Holy Smoke as she felt her breasts being grabbed from a woman from behind. Ms Decadence leaned over the struggling heroine's shoulder and blew a dark cloud of smoke into the struggling heroine's face. Looking pathetic, Holy coughed and gagged on the putrid air entering her lungs while her busty tits were fondled by the vile villainess. The cigarette holder that was placed upright between her breasts continued to waft smoke into Holy's face and as she coughed and her breasts heaved, ash fell off the end of the cigarette and fell into the superheroine's cleavage. She felt so helpless and humiliated.

"But who is going to save you, my dear?” retorted Ms Decadence.