Powerwoman Pt

Powerwoman: Beginnings

Chapter 5.

By Allen

April was just about finished putting on her costume. She bent over and grabbed her mask, her hands trembling slightly as she stuck into onto her face. The transformation was complete as she put the jewel that provided her with almost invincibility in its pocket between her ample breasts and smiled as she felt the power flow through her body. She was still high from the meth she’s done most of the day. She hated herself for doing it, but she reasoned, “every once in awhile it doesn’t hurt to take a day off and just lay around, especially when your nights are taken fighting crime.”

“Man, I’m tired,” she thought to herself. “Need a little picker upper,” as she reached for one of her meth laced cigarettes on the bedside table. She noticed she only had one left. “Damm, damm, damm” she shouted, bringing the cigarette up to her mouth, her hand now trembling so much she could barely light it.

“Going to have to get more, fast,” she thought as she inhaled a large drag, kept it in for a few seconds and exhaled. The world slowed and her senses seemed sharper as she took several long drags. She sat, naked and smoking on her bed as she dressed again as Powerwoman. “Got to get some more,” was her only thought as she slipped on her costume and mask and slipped out of the room.

She was barley out of the apartment before she heard a scream. It was another mugging, something becoming more and more prevalent in her area. She immediately appeared and had the thugs hog tied before they even knew she was there. There were two other muggings she stopped that night, before she arrived several hours later at the drug lab.

Powerwoman had heard rumors of a vast drug lab. In fact, she had discovered a wrapper near some of the crates the other night with an address that corresponded to a drug lab she had heard whispered about. Powerwoman made her way to an old wharehouse in the northeast section of town. She felt tired and drained, but knew what she had to do. She used her powers to jump up to a third floor window and pry it open, then explored. Soon, she could hear mechanical sounds in the darkness. She gently pried open a door and looked. There was no doubt, and she could instantly tell from the smells what it was – a meth lab. “Paydirt,” she thought. “I’ll just take some and split before anyone sees me.”

Powerwoman bent over and tore open a small bag and sniffed.

“OH….heavens…” she said aloud, the jolt ripping through her body as she staggered backward.

Just then she heard a floor creak behind her and turned. There filling the doorway to the lab was none other than Bane. The villain had escaped several months earlier and she had heard rumors he may be in the city. It had never occurred to her that he would be here, tonight.

“You….Powerwoman…ha, ha, ha. Trying out some samples for yourself, hey?”

“Ah…I’m trying to see what this stuff is…” Powerwoman stammered as she took a step back.

“You will need this stuff to forget your pain before tonight’s over,” he said taking a step towards her.

“You don’t scare me, Bane. You may have been able to break the Bat, but I have powers the Bat never had,” she declared as she threw herself forward landing a punch in his chest. He barely moved and grunted as he came at her. Powerwoman moved back, for the first time, scared. For some reason she looked at the jewel hanging between her lovely breasts. It was flickering and she could feel her energy draining.

“Shit…stayed out too long with those muggings,” she thought to herself, beginning to panic. She turned to run, but before she could, Bane caught her from behind and ran her head first into a wall.

Before she knew what hit her she was smashed into the wall, again and again. She turned to face Bane, now backed into a corner of the room, dazed. Powerwoman could barely focus. She was both high and battered. She lurched at Bane but was like a fly he swatted as he brought his large arm down and ripped open the front of her costume, exposing her breasts. Powerwoman stopped, shocked and instinctively tried to cover her breasts, only to have Bane smash her in the stomach, sending her sprawling. She was still on the floor when he leaned over and ripped the rest of her front open, exposing her pubis. She was now naked, save for her mask.

“No…” she cried as she jumped up and tried to run. Bane grabbed her and laughed as he turned her towards him and lifted her up. Before she knew what was happening he brought her pelvis down as he brought his knee up, smashing her vagina into his knee.

“Oh…..ggggaaaaadd…..”she moaned as she collapsed into a heap. She looked up to see Bane lowering his pants, his huge member in his hand.

“No…..please…Bane….” she begged as he spread her legs, lifted her up and plowed his member into her.

Powerwoman screamed as she felt his member rip into her. It was almost useless to resist now. Her jewel lay with the remnants of her costume in a corner in a heap. She was now just April Wilde, fighting for her life. Powerwoman lay half on the floor, her pelvis extending upright as Bane stood over her and raped her, plunging her member into her, as he grabbed her shoulders for better leverage and smashed her entire body against her pelvis.

“No…….urrrggghhh……aaahhhhhhh…..stooopppppppp…”she pleaded as he continued, until he let out a scream and unleashed his seed into her. She could feel his jizz empty into her womb as she let out a cry.

“Ha…ha..ha…ha…ha….” laughed Bane as he looked at her and pulled her mask off, revealing her face, then tossed it across the room. “Bane has his bitch now, now, roll over,” he commanded, as he pulled out of her and turned her over.

“Bane…please….what do you need…I, I…..arrrrrrrrrggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” Powerwoman screamed as she felt his penis enter her anus. “No….you’re killing me….Bane……” she begged to no avail as her raped her in the ass.

Bane continued his orgy for several more hours, tit fucking April, and cumming several more times in her. Then, bored, he fucked her standing up, as he rammed her into the wall. She could feel him cum inside of her, excited by the prospect of fucking her while pulverizing her body.

“Bane, dear God….no…help…..no….I beg you….arrrggghhhhh,” she screamed as he smashed her against the wall, slapping at her viciously, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK

“No, stop…I beg you…..” she sobbed as a rib or two broke. April was terrified. She thought Bane was literally going to beat her to death at that moment and she was powerless to prevent it. Bane literally had to hold her up, held by his giant penis as Powerwoman’s legs buckled as he continued to fuck her. He then yanked his dick out of her and let her fall to the ground with a THUMP.

April lay on the floor, her eyes glazed over as Bane jammed his member into her, time and time again. April, Powerwoman, no longer cared, no longer resisted as he pounded her into total submission emptying his seed into her again and again and again. He forced her to take more meth, before he raped her again. Then, he grunted and yanked his member from her soaked pussy and left her flop to the ground, her legs sprawled, her arms wide, the look in her eyes, listless as she lay there, not realizing it was over for a moment. He left her, lying there, too stoned to move, on her back, naked as he walked out.

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