Instruments of War
Chapter 4. Toy For Two
WARNING: This story contains sexual situations and violence (nc, MF, FF). It is to be read by adults only. If this sort of material is not to your liking, then read no further.
CREDITS: I would like to thank The Sexterminator for his suggestions concerning content in this chapter, and other positive input.
The next morning, Luthors men released Wonder Woman and Batgirl from their separate nine-by-nine cells and herded the soiled heroines into a mid-sized shower room. The mens bawdy remarks did not seem to bother the two heroines along the way; both were too busy feeling relieved at the opportunity to get cleaned up so soon, as they had expected to remain filthy and sticky for the entire day before the next phases of Luthors plan were set into motion. Although their thoughts were hazy and unclear, due to the brain worms orally inserted into them by the alien facehuggers, they were obviously surprised to find Hawkgirl waiting for them, busily stripping off her costume and lying it on a bench next to Batgirls and Wonder Womans. It seemed her trip to Diana Princes apartment had been a successful one, and that she had also retrieved Batgirls clothes from the complexs dungeon playroom. With a dozen of Luthors men laughing and ogling at them, the three heroines slowly but silently showered.
HEY! You men got betta things ta do than ta be standin aroun here playin with yer pistols while watchin these here women wash. I know ya do, cause I was the one that tol ya to be doin those there things! Sims barked loudly as he entered the room, dressed in a blue, pin-striped suit, with Lex Luthor close behind, dressed in a red and purple robe and black pajama bottoms. Sorry, Mr. Luthor, these here men got shit fer brains!
The bald arch-villain smiled broadly upward to the face of the former football player and softly replied, No problem, Sims, boys WILL be boys. Still you men move along like Sims ordered. These heroines have their own tasks to take care of. As the room quickly cleared, Luthor tersely commanded, Showers over ladies, towel off and make yourselves presentable. You have 15 minutes to use the grooming equipment and makeup in the cabinets behind the mirrors above the sinks and get dressed.
As the brian-worm tamed heroines began to instantly obey Lexs commands, he turned to whisper information to his African American head thug. With Sims nodding and taking notes through a full 20 minutes of rapid-fire, detailed instructions, Luthor ignored the three heroines as they silently preened themselves. Finally, finished with his briefing, Luthor returned his attention to the still disrobed women.
Lex impatiently barked, Enough you all look fine well more than fine really. Wonder Woman and Hawkgirl, get dressed. Youre to go back to Justice League headquarters and trick the rest of the Justice League females into following you here to the entrance hall, which has been converted into a chloroform chamber. Follow Sims. He will further explain your mission; I command you to follow the plan he lays out to the smallest detail!
Yes, Luthor. Wonder Woman and Hawkgirl replied almost in unison. The concern caused by the order was evident on both womens faces, but it was equally obvious that their brain worms held their wish for rebellion at bay.
Batgirl, put on your headgear and leave the rest of your clothes on the bench. You wont need them for a bit, as I have a task of a different nature for you to perform. Lex chortled as he watched Batgirls face turn beet red and her eyes tear up, Dont worry, girl, youll be back for your clothes and another shower soon enough!
Barbara Gordon nervously donned her red-wigged cowl and, head down, followed a grinning Lex Luthor out of the room without saying a word to her heroine friends. Wonder Woman and Hawkgirl exchanged quick glances to each others frowning face, and silently finished dressing. Soon, they would be on their way to Justice League Headquarters, following Sims instructions.
As she and Luthor walked down a long corridor, Batgirls face was filled with confusion. Naked as she was, she normally would assume she faced additional rape at the end to their journey through the criminal masterminds complex. But if she understood Lexs explanation of how the facehuggers life cycle unfolded, she was now very dangerous to any man stupid enough to mate with her. At the end of the corridor, the evil villain opened a side door and roughly pushed the librarian by day, heroine by night, into the room.
Oh, Lexy, what took you so long? squealed Harley Quinn as she rushed into Luthors arms and planted a big wet kiss full on his lips as he stood in the doorway. The clown princess of crime was in full makeup and wearing her ball-tipped clown hat and collar and wrist frills, but was otherwise naked as a jaybird.
Business, Harley, as usual and these heroines seem to spend more time than most women in making themselves presentable, Luthor answered with a broad smile, and then nodded to Batgirl. Isnt she presentable?
The grease-painted psychiatrist slowly sauntered around the cowled heroine, letting her eyes cover every inch of Batgirls naked form. The journey finished, she stood proudly beside the bald arch-villain and sarcastically announced, Wonder Woman is wrong her ass isnt THAT boney! As she gleefully stared at Barbara Gordons reddening face, she pointed behind the heroine and commanded, You girl, lie on the bed, face up, your tush hanging partly over the side of the mattress.
Batgirl, frowned, looked consternated, but didnt move.
Do as Harley said, woman! Luthor spat angrily and then turned to his fellow criminal. I told you, the brain worms only force them to obey the commands of a male. He nodded to Batgirl who was silently positioning herself on the bed, following Quinns instructions now that Lex had ordered her to do so. Lex then quickly stripped off his robe, pajamas, and slippers.
With Batgirl now laying on the red-quilt-covered bed, her legs draped down over the edge, one hand covering her pubic mound and the other arm positioned across her heaving bosom, villain and villainess moved as one toward the edge of the bed. Climb on up and settle into position, Harley, Lex suggested in a steady voice that hid the increasing excitement that was evident in his rising and swelling manhood. Once youre ready, we will get her into position and start the party.
Oh, Lexxy, this is going to be a real gas, Harley chortled as she stepped up onto the bed, stepped behind Batgirl, turned to face Luthor, and quickly knelt, her shapely legs positioned on either side of the cowled heroines wide-eyed face. Hey, Lex, I think she has the scheme figured out, Quinn said in a faux whisper as she nodded down the reddening, fear-filled face below her.
Part of it anyhow, Luthor replied as he bent over, grabbed Batgirls ankles, and lifted her long legs into the air to form a standing V. Hold her legs for a moment, Harley, Lex ordered, I think it would be prudent to employ a little lubricant.
Batgirl had chosen to remain silent for most of the morning, but curiosity finally freed her tongue. What are you going to going to do to me? I thought I couldnt have sex anymore I mean I thought I couldnt do it not without the guy getting those alien things swimming up getting into into his testicles, she stammered nervously. Then she glanced up to Harleys naked sex above her head and blurted fearfully, And you you get away from me I dont swing that way. Its disgusting!
Oh yes, it is really, really disgusting, darling, in such a sweetly degrading way, the clown-faced villainess sang out between chuckles, thats exactly why I want to make you do me. I just love debauching you goody-two-shoe types.
Psychiatric warfare, Harley? Luthor asked in a doubting tone. Or is it really more the case of a minx getting it any way she can as often as she can? Luthor looked up at Quinns face to see that she was grinning in obvious agreement with his accusation. Then he looked down to Batgirls face to watch her reaction when he started to rub the Vaseline, dabbed from a jar he had retrieved from the top drawer of a nearby dresser, onto her anus. I like debauching heroines as much as the next guy, or girl, but I really LOVE a good ass fuck!
With the first touch to her nether region, a startled Batgirl began squirming trying to break her legs free from the villainess tight grip trying to get her head out from under the other womans musky sex. Staring down to the bald villains swollen manhood, watching him rub lubricant onto his member, the cowled heroine squealed shrilly, NO! Dont even think about it. I dont do that and besides, that monster will never fit in me there! If you try, youll probably tear me apart kill me!
Lex glanced quickly up as he realized that Harley was about ready to lose her battle with Batgirls strong legs and commanded, Stop struggling, girl remain in position. He grinned as the heroine immediately stopped fighting her fate, God I do love those brain worms! Then he reached down and poked the middle finger of his right hand onto and past the shapely crime fighters tight sphincter. Youll be surprised as to what will fit into this tight orifice, girl. You likely wont enjoy it all too much, but Ill fit, and Ill enjoy it immensely, Luthor said matter-of-factly as he pushed his digit in and out of her and rotated it back and forth to get her tight cavity as lubricated as possible.
Come on Lexxy, whined Harley Quinn, lets get started! Tell her to do me! Tell her to lick me while I sit on her face! Tell her to lick me real good while you plunder her backside below! Harley was grinning broadly with wide-open eyes that just beamed with excitement.
Luthor grunted and grabbed the outside of Batgirls left thigh with his right hand, and positioned the tip of his manhood at the entrance to the heroines greased-up back door. You can let go of her legs now, Harley, Ive got her. Go ahead and squat down so she can get to you.
The psychiatrist turned criminal quickly did as instructed, eliciting a moan of disappointment from Batgirl. The villainess pleaded again, Tell her to start working that tongue, Lex!
Luthor laughed, All right, all right, dont wet your panties! Batgirl, you start licking Harleys twat. Stick your tongue deep inside of her. Lick her clit! Hell you may not be a switch hitter, but you know what to do. Do to her what you like having done to you when youre the one thats being done this way. Do it girl! The faster you get her off, the faster you get another shower.
Luthor watched as Batgirl immediately started working her tongue and mouth on the villainess above her, thinking again of the incredible boon the brain worms were to him and his war on the Justice League. Then he pulled his attention back to the task at hand, and pushed the tip of his phallus against the heroines tight gasket. When the gasket didnt budge, he pushed harder; when he still didnt gain entry, he realized that Batgirl was fighting his unwelcome intrusion, and that, if he was to really force himself upon her in this way, she would likely leave the room with physical evidence of her debasement.
Quinn, who had been watching the frustration grow on her partner in crimes face, teased gleefully between low moans of pleasure, Whats the matter Lex forget the access code?
Shut your trap, Harley, Luthor barked back, and concentrate on that damn face-sitting you were so hot for earlier! Batgirl, listen to me I want you to concentrate on relaxing the muscles in your buttocks. You WANT to let me slide into your rectum! You WANT me to ream your ass real good!
Almost instantly, the head of the arch-villains penis pushed through into the heroines hot bowels, and he felt her muscles involuntarily clamp down hard around his invading sex organ. Good God! Lex Luthor bellowed, Shes so tight back here that this has got to be something she hasnt experience before or at least not recently!
As Batgirl moaned in pain, feeling as if she had been poked in the behind with a red-hot poker, Harley gasped loudly in a hoarse voice, Give it to her, Lexxy, stretch her tight ass good! Then Quinn went back to rubbing her sex over the heroines waggling tongue.
Soon the bald villain was plunging and twisting his tool into the cowled crusaders no mans land, causing her high-pitched sighs of discomfort to blend musically with the squeals of delight being issued by villainess above her who was busily writhing in pleasure, obviously approaching climax.
Keep your composure Harley, Lex commanded, Lets try to finish together! In truth, Luthor was embarrassed at how quickly Batgirls wringing rectum was driving him toward releasing his seed. He gritted his teeth and tried to hold back, concentrating on giving another order to the brain-worm tamed heroine below him. Barbara Gordon, at my command you are to experience a massive orgasm!
As Luthor drew back and plunged again deep into the heroines writhing behind, the thought suddenly came to him that the activated egglets within the heroines womb, egglets so deadly to the male testicles, were likely separated from his seminal tract by only a few fractions of an inch and a few layers of flesh. As he imagined the alien egglets with their limited mobility sensing a vital target, his penis, so close at hand and striving to achieve entrance to the male host, himself, Lex Luthor, the worlds greatest criminal mastermind, he had a sexual rush so intense that he just had to spew. Then he heard Harley Quinn screaming in a wild climax. As his gonads unleashed a massive load into Batgirls anal tract, he yelled out his final command, Cum, Batgirl, cum!
As the climaxing heroines orgasmic contractions instantly began to rhythmically milked his spewing manhood, Luthor pulled out and discharged a large load onto the heroines left thigh, and yet another load onto her torso. Gradually gathering his composure, Lex took in the site of the sperm-covered heroine, leaking large quantities of his seed from her half-open rectum onto the red bed quilt, whose face was covered with clearer liquid that had resulted from the tongue lashing she had provided to the still moaning Harley Quinns dripping sex. His eyes rolled back in pleasure as he discharged another hot dollop that landed on the thoroughly debased heroines left breast. He stared, grinning with satisfaction, into the satiated clown princess of crimes eyes, and said, Well, that was nice, but I think we better get Batgirl back to the showers. I want to make sure that we are fully prepared for some additional facehugger fittings! It wont be too long before Wonder Woman and Hawkgirl return from Justice League Headquarters with more super-bimbos in tow!
End Chapter 4.