Instruments
of War
Soon after Lex Luthor and Harley Quinn had finished their romp with Batgirl, the arch-villain had received a call from Hawkgirl, who was at the space station that served as Justice League Headquarters. As instructed, she had used a secure and scrambled communication device; she had good news and bad news. The good news was that, for the next few hours, the Martian Manhunter was the only male present on the space station, and he was busy monitoring world affairs as League ‘Duty Officer’. That meant the chances of a command to the brain-wormed heroines that would expose Luthor’s plan before he put it into action were very low. The bad news was that, of the three remaining Justice League females, only Power Girl and Black Canary were present at the Headquarters. The whereabouts of the unaccounted for Justice League female, Zatanna, were unknown. Lex ordered Hawkgirl and Wonder Woman to return to him with the two birds in hand, even though it meant at least one JLA member might escape the doom he had so carefully planned for the team of do-gooders.
That communication had taken place almost an hour earlier. Now Lex Luthor, the world’s greatest criminal mastermind, was in his security center watching the monitors for the cameras in the entry corridor of his hideout complex. He smiled broadly when he saw the four costumed women enter the long hall. Hawkgirl had positioned the new recruits in front of herself and Wonder Woman as she had been instructed. Lex flipped a switch that locked the doors at each end of the corridor, and then he flipped another switch labeled ‘chloroform vent-in’.
Meanwhile, in the corridor itself, Power Girl asked softly, “So, how do we know the jewel thief is still here, and that he is still holding Batgirl as his hostage?
Hawkgirl answered crisply, “He doesn’t know we are going to attempt a rescue, and therefore has no reason to leave.”
Black Canary cleared her throat, and then queried, “If this is a common thief, how did he manage to bag Batgirl? She usually is adept at taking care of herself when it comes to non-metahumans. Also, why do you two think that it will require four superheroines to take the man…? Wait…what is that hissing sound?”
As Black Canary and Power Girl began to frantically search for the source of the sound, they failed to notice Hawkgirl and Wonder Woman open panels in the corridor wall and retrieve small gas masks, which they quickly placed over their own mouths. Both of the new recruits were already getting dizzy from the gaseous drug when they finally noticed the breathing devices over their ‘partners’ lower faces. Confusion was evident on their faces as they dropped slowly to the floor to lie unconscious at the feet of their supposed allies.
Watching his plan work successfully from the security room, Lex Luthor hit the switch labeled ‘chloroform vent-out’, and then switched on the loud speaker system. He asked softly, “Did you remember to bring the spare costumes?” He grinned as Wonder Woman and Hawkgirl nodded in unison. “Very good! It should be safe to remove those gas masks now. Pick up Power Girl and the Canary, take them to the laboratory, and secure them to the tables. Don’t forget to fit them with neural-inhibitor collars. We don’t want them damaging one of the facehuggers with a sonic scream or heat vision blast. When they awake, tell them about the facehuggers, my plan, and the roles that they themselves will play in it! Harley and I will join you there shortly.”
When Luthor and Quinn arrived at the small laboratory, each carrying a large rectangular box, he found Black Canary and Power Girl quaking in fear and pulling on the tight bonds of the tilted restraining tables. Wonder Woman and Hawkgirl stood behind them, looking more than a bit disturbed. Although a brain worm forced its host to obey any commands given by a male, it did not change the host’s emotional disposition to ideas or events. The two brain-wormed heroines clearly had not enjoyed their roles as messengers of bad news to the colleagues they themselves had just been forced to betray.
“Good day, Ladies,” Lex chortled as a way of announcing his entrance. This drew a high-pitched cackle from his partner in crime, Harley Quinn.
“Lex Luthor, you just let us go right now!” Power Girl shrilly commanded. “I don’t know what you have done to Wonder Woman and Hawkgirl, but you had better pray that it can be reversed!”
“What do you have in those boxes?” a more practical Black Canary asked in a quivering voice. “Those alien creatures…the facehugger things…they don’t really exist…do they?”
“I’m sure that Hawkgirl or Wonder Woman has already told you that they do exist, Canary,” Luther retorted curtly, “and therefore you know what is in these boxes, just as Power Girl knows what is wrong with her friends. Which means, both of you already know I am not going to let either of you free until you’ve been given the same treatment that they have. The brain worms make you heroines so much more malleable than you normally are. Isn’t that right Hawkgirl? By the way…I notice you have upgraded your costume…even though that was not part of the instructions you were given.”
Hawkgirl’s face reddened, noticing Luthor staring at her exposed midriff as she struggled to form her response. “I felt the instinctive need for fresh clothes…I think it was my symbiont…I think it knows that its chances of completing a successful reproductive cycle are much higher if I don’t stink of sweat. I also grabbed a fresh uniform for Batgirl.”
“Very good!” Lex answered, quietly nodding. “I hadn’t thought about it, but I guess your brain worm is feeling a bit stressed that the egglets within your womb have gone unseeded for such a long period of time since being deposited. It will be much more pleased at the end of tonight…I have a grand orgy planned for you all…and I have not forgotten my promise to Wonder Woman.” Luthor laughed as the Amazon’s face grew white and she began to look as if she were sick from nausea.
Luthor walked briskly to the front of the tables, and then between them, and stared gloatingly into Black Canary and Power Girl’s fear-filled faces. “Now, obviously, the facehuggers need to be given access to the appropriate orifices if they are to perform their function, so it is time for some minor costume alterations.” Lex then quickly and simultaneously tore the cloth of the two bound heroine’s leotards from their crotches, and smiled broadly as he listened to them gasp as they suddenly felt air on their newly exposed flesh. As an afterthought, he also created a small, strategically placed tear in Black Canary’s fishnet stockings. “Don’t scream yet, darling girls, the fun hasn’t really started yet!”
“You BASTARD! You let us go immediately!” Power Girl roared as her eyes followed the bald arch-fiend’s slow journey back to the box that lay on the floor behind Black Canary. The white-clad heroine could hear Harley Quinn fumbling with some releases on a similar box on the floor behind herself.
“Wonder Woman…Hawkgirl…can’t you help us?” Black Canary shrilled. The reddened faces and downturned eyes of her teammates informed her that they could not be of help. “Luthor…think about what you are doing…my friends on the space station will likely kill you when they find out about this!”
“I have thought about it, Black Canary. I have thought about it very carefully. My plans will assure that you and your cohorts here will mate with your male teammates on the space station, resulting in all of you no longer being a threat to me. These alien creatures are very effective in doing what they do best…breeding and reproducing…resulting, as near as I can tell, in a 100 percent fatality rate for their then unneeded hosts! With that in mind…be very careful as you handle the creature from your box, Harley. I have only one spare facehugger left at this particular facility…which I had hoped to use on Zatanna…so I wouldn’t want to lose that one if it manages to compromise you.”
“I’m glad you have your priorities straight, Lexie,” Harley laughed back, “don’t worry…I’ll be very careful to see that this one is placed correctly on Power Girl here. I wouldn’t want to miss tonight’s orgy…while you and the guys are busy with these super-bimbos, I was hoping you would make Batgirl do me again.”
“As much as lesbian love obviously disgusts the girl, I wouldn’t think of missing the opportunity of debasing Batgirl further by making her ‘DO’ you while the rest of us, including her fellow heroines, are in the room, Harley,” Lex chuckled back as he kicked his now empty box to the side and then moved over to do the same with Quinn’s now empty box. Each of the villainous duo now held the back of the head of a facehugger in their right hand, and its bulbous tail in their left hand. “First, however, we need to take care of business at hand.”
The bald villain moved around and between the tables to stand to the left of Black Canary’s torso, and watched as the clown princess of crime took up a similar position on the left side of Power Girl. He then held the insect-like creature above Black Canary’s face so she could see its wriggling legs, opening and closing underbelly mouth, and squirming, snake-like tail. He pointed the end of the bulbous tail at her so she could see its penisoid features. “Have you ever wondered what it would be like to make love to and alien insect, Canary? If you have, soon you will know…if you haven’t…you will still know what it is like. Because of the inhibitor collars, I’m sure that neither of you will be able to prevent the creatures from achieving their goal for as long as Wonder Woman did, so I think we will all stay and watch the beginning of your dooms from start to finish.”
As Luthor began to slowly lower his facehugger toward Black Canary’s wide-eyed, paled face, he heard Power Girl spit, “Get that thing away from me, you clown bitch, or I will rip the limbs from your body when I get free!” The threat meant that his partner in crime was following his example, and the giggle she made after hearing the threat meant she was enjoying herself.
As one of Luthor’s pet’s legs brushed across the fishnet-clad heroine’s left cheek, she choked out in terror, “No…please…take it away…don’t give me to that thing! It is too cruel…even for you…Luthor! Please….!”
“Nothing is too cruel for the likes of you so-called heroes, Canary,” the criminal genius spat back as he casually dropped the insectoid alien onto the blonde bombshell’s terrified face. He glanced behind him to watch his clownish partner leap backwards from the flailing tale of the facehugger she had just placed on Power Girl’s face, and then turned his attention back to his own victim. He smiled as both women moaned as they felt the facehuggers’ claws hook behind their heads and necks, and the aliens pressed the mouths beneath their bodies against each heroine’s ruby lips and began trying to force their jaws apart so that their respective brain worms could gain entry to their intended hosts. Luthor slowly moved around the black-clad siren’s table so that he had a better view of her bucking as she felt the facehugger’s tail begin its first probe at her sex, and he instinctively knew the muscular, white-clad heroine was behaving in much the same manner as she faced an identical threat. Finally, Lex ended his journey to stand to the right of Back Canary’s table so that he could watch both women and see that Harley had taken her favored position to view the plundering of Power Girl’s sex. The facehuggers were now earnestly thrusting their tail-like inseminators into the two Justice Leaguer’s wet orifices. The bald villain glanced to his left and laughed at the frown of despair on Wonder Woman’s face as she watched the downfall of the teammates she had helped betray, and noted with interest the disappointment on Hawkgirl’s face.
“You know, Lexie, the way these girls are bucking, I would say they are really getting reamed good,” Quinn quipped gleefully. “It looks fun! Maybe I would like to take a turn with these beasties sometime!”
“If the Joker gets in my way in the future, maybe I could arrange for a conjugal visit for old lovers, Harley,” Lex said softly with a broad smile on his face. “For now, though, I would rather bed you myself after we’ve sent these instruments of doom to rut with their male cohorts. I’ll need someone to celebrate my victory with!”
“I told you before, Lex, me and Mr. J are no longer an item,” the villainess replied with a frown on her face. She decided to change the subject. “How long do you think these two can hold out?”
“I give them no more than five more minutes before climax, or before their jaws tire and they are brain wormed,” Luthor responded with certainty in his tone. “I hope the first option comes first, but either way I’ll have two more weapons to be used in the defeat of the Justice League.”
Three minutes later, Black Canary sang in orgasm and felt the brain worm slide past her open teeth. Power Girl’s forced climax followed less than a minute later, and she simultaneously accepted her symbiont. As the two facehuggers accomplished their mission, their lifeless husks dropped to the floor. Lex Luthor, the world’s greatest criminal mastermind, wasted no time in removing the neural-inhibitor collars and freeing his two new slaves from the bondage tables. “You four hit the showers and then join Batgirl for a resting period,” Lex commanded softly. “All five of you are to join us in the dungeon playroom at 7 p.m. tonight. Leave capes and wings in your rooms, but wear the rest of your costumes.” The arch-villain grinned his best evil grin as he watched Black Canary and Power Girl follow his instructions to leave the room with the same obedience that Wonder Woman and Hawkgirl exhibited, and then he turned to query Harley Quinn, “Do you know where we can find a properly trained Great Dane? I do have a promise to keep to Wonder Woman!”
End Chapter 5.
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