They strip her

"You set me up!" exclaimed the young superheroine.

"Of course I did" said Hannah. "How else was I supposed to get rid of you, and give my gang some fresh fuckmeat? Not that they're tired of me, but everyone fantasizes about fucking a superheroin." She ripped open Rocketgirl's costume, causing her voluptuous breasts to fall out. She weighed one of her breasts in her hand. "Mmm, just right for nipple piercing. You'll look good enough for the street after we're done with you, Rocketslut."

Melissa felt the tip of a knife blade touch her back, and heard the material of her costume being cut open behind her, leaving her costume in two pieces, except for the crotch. The thug with the knife then made quick work of her shoulder straps, and Rocketgirl's costume fell to the floor around her ankles in a useless heap.

Hannah caressed Melissa's breasts and brought her nipples to attention. "I'll let you keep the boots and gloves. Probably your helmet too. We have to keep some mystery about you. That's what will keep all your johns coming back for more."

"What are you going to do with me?" Rocketgirl demanded.

"I'm going to turn you into my own personal slut, and a hooker" Hannah answered, matter of factly. "But first my crew is going to teach you all about sex, Hood style." She snapped her fingers and the gang threw Rocketgirl onto, a bare, smelly, dark stained mattress. She could only guess what the stains were. her naked skin stuck to the stains, and she couldn't roll over fast enough to defend herself from all the grabbing and pinching hands.