7:17 A.M. July 7, 1856:
Jor-El reached up and gently squeezed the Amazon's big breasts. If they were all like this one then he'd have to plan a diplomatic visit to their shielded island before going home. The satellites in orbit had detected the large abnormality in wave patterns that indicated there was a hidden land mass. And though she hadn't said it, he calculated through the process of elimination that is where she had to be from. In his years on Earth he had traveled extensively and Diana came from a people he hadn't met in those travels.
Jor-El was flat on his back as the sweaty beauty sat on his 10" hard as steel dick, it was amazing what a yellow sun and Earth's lower gravity and atmospheric pressure did to Kryptonian physiology. Not only was he super strong and have other powers, but his cock was a good 60% bigger and was hard as steel. He had a theory that if a Kryptonian grew up under the effects of a yellow sun and with the lower gravity the exaggerations would be even larger. A man's cock could be huge, and a girl's breasts would end up large like Kara's. Or even bigger.
Diana grimaced as she swiveled her hips. Jor-El might think he was holding back enough, but his grip on her tits was painful. And she was more than annoyed he was charging them for his help. A charge she had to pay. In some ways he was so much unlike his son, but on the other hand Kal was raised by the Kents. And Kal had never pushed himself on anyone this way to her knowledge.
The computer had informed him Kara was a close relative and that Constance was a distant relative, mostly human. Jor-El then figured the little half Japanese girl was just too small to handle him. That left Diana to pay for his help. The payment only Diana was supposed to know about. Jor-El knew there were great risks in messing with the timeline so interactions needed to be kept at a minimum. But how does one pass on having sex with a goddess. Diana was extremely striking, as were Kara and Constance, and he saw no reason to let the opportunity pass by to at least enjoy one. And from the little bit of the truth they told him there was more to be told, but he knew they couldn't tell him.
Yet they were a strange assortment. Besides the well built Amazon riding him and his somehow close female relative the other two had oddities as well. Besides her small amount of Kryptonian DNA, the tall brunette teen also had some mutated human DNA as well as another non human species. It appeared to be Daxamite in nature, but without more detailed analysis the true nature couldn't be fully determined. The little half Asian girl also had a small amount of mutated human DNA.
During his government sponsored 10 year research visit to Earth he had met many people, yet he concentrated his activities to the North American and European continents. And he had experienced hundreds of women. White, black, yellow and red, but his favorite was the big breasted madam on the edge of town. He had had a lot of relaxing nights with her or one of her other girls. He was going to miss this world when he went home. Earth was a place where sex was either cheap, or even free. It was so unlike his sexually repressed home.
While the others stayed at a cabin on the back 40 of the Kent farm, Diana was making one of her twice a day visits to the observation station. The others didn't know what Diana was doing and Kara was reluctantly staying away, reducing any interaction with her uncle. And Diana figured the girl had suffered enough and didn't need to know her uncle was a bit of a letch. Diana could swear he had used his X-ray vision to see what they all looked like naked.
Jor-El didn't need to be told there was a lot at stake, but to preserve the timeline he knew he couldn't ask for too much information. Them just being there told him too much, or more precisely the hot looking and busty blonde relative being there did. If they were from the future like they explained then her being there told him his theories of the future of Krypton were right. Their world was going to be destroyed. There would be no other reason for her to be on Earth. The counsel had already ordered him home and the observation stations were to be shut down. Earth would now be off limits for a period of at least 200 years and only what information the satellites in orbit transmitted would be needed for further research. The year they needed to return to was within that window, meaning Krypton was going to die even sooner than his calculations predicted. That was observation one.
Observation two was Kara's boobs were huge by Kryptonian standards, meaning she grew up on Earth. And the only way she would have been sent to Earth would have been to escape Krypton's destruction. He'd like to ask how many survived and came to Earth, or would come to Earth, but knowing that could knock the future out of balance. The world they returned to would be very different. Yet when he got home it would be his duty to convince the counsel his theories were correct.
Jor-El enjoyed his breaks from repairing the station. The counsel was a bit concerned he was requesting a large amount of supplies to refit a station that was being shut down, but Jor-El had his backdoor contacts and the materials requested were sent before the counsel could reject his requests. He'd send the girls on there way, he'd make a transmission to the Amazons, then spend a few days fixing the place up before going home. Mom was pregnant and soon he'd have a sister. And his parents wanted him to meet the young girl who when she grew up would be his wife. But having spent time on Earth he would prefer to do things the human way, to pick his own wife. Someone with nice big tits like the Amazon riding his cock at the moment would do nicely, though that would rule out a Kryptonian. Diana was strong by human standards. She was smart and she was very attractive. And the Amazons lived a very long time according to her and she'd keep her looks throughout his life. He would be the envy of the other scientists.
Diana was a bit annoyed by Jor-El, not just because he was charging her sexual favors for his help. But more like she was gasping for air after an hour of intensive riding and he hadn't even perspired a drop. It was like he was just laying out in the sun and studying the clouds. And when he'd cum it was like a fire hose going off inside her pussy. The pressure of his release was intense to say the least and was making her cum every time.
Diana had given herself a good half dozen orgasms as she feverishly rode Kal's father. And as his hands released her tits, a sign he didn't want to loose control and hurt her, she knew he was about to cum. Jor-El laid his arms out to the sides as his body stiffened and he groaned loudly.
Diana took a deep gasping breath and froze in place as she felt the first powerful explosion within her. It was actually a bit painful, but with pain in her most private depths came intense pleasure as well. Like a punch in the gut his sperm battered her womb, and sent her instantly over the edge. "BY THE GODS.YES..YES..YES." she screamed, and hoping Kara wasn't listening. Her whole body shook with the pleasure as blast after blast from a powerful Kryptonian cock erupted within her.
When she finally fell on top of him a minute or so later, gasping for each breath and wearing an ear to ear smile, she knew it was time to breach a delicate subject. In the future the program up in the Fortress of Solitude would know about her pregnancy, and the only way the computer would know about it was if Jor-El knew about it. "I have a favor to ask of you." she panted as she rested on top of him, his cock shrinking inside her sore snatch. And she was now aware as to why the computer was so vague with her. It was all Jor-El's attempts to preserve the timeline.
"I really should finish the program to send you home, but I'll be ready to go again before lunch if you like."
'Just like a man, one minded.' Diana mused. If her situation wasn't so serious his response would have been a little more amusing. "No, I have something of a deeply personal and embarrassing nature to discuss with you." And some information on the Atar Protectorate would also come in handy if he had it.
Later in the day Kara trembled with the gravity of the situation. She badly wanted to go home, to Krypton. To save her world and her people. But doing so would greatly change things. If she saved Krypton then Kal would have never been sent to Earth. Where Kal had saved Earth and the human population a good dozen times, it meant if things were changed it would come down to choosing one world over another. Either Earth or Krypton would die. The deciding factor coming down to there was no way of knowing if the council would listen to her, they never did listen to Jor-El. And changing such an event could have dire consequences on the fabric of space time itself.
The four women stood in the middle of the observation station after getting last minute instructions from Jor-El. They were back in their 1980 clothes as the stood with Diana having her right arm wrapped around Kara to comfort her, the teen having tears streaking her cheeks. Kara and Diana wore their costumes while Connie was back in her jeans. Mae had on her jeans and T-shirt instead of just her bra and panties. The way Jor-El looked at them made her a bit uncomfortable.
Jor-El was a brilliant man. Kara was a close relation , but the Tralix computer had informed him he wasn't her father. She was probably the daughter of a brother or sister, and where mom was pregnant there was at least one possibility. He looked right at Kara as he spoke. If Krypton was to die he'd die like a Kryptonian, with bravery. "You being here has giving me more evidence for the council. But the timeline must be protected. Changing even small events can cause drastic changes as time moves forward. You will appear in this chamber on the day you indicated and shortly after the time you figured you were sent back. What I am doing is against the law. Krypton is a signer of the Temporal Accords. All evidence of your visit here will be erased from the memory banks. But in the future all the observation stations will be programmed to accept the DNA of Kara, and others of mixed blood to a point. Those of mixed blood will have limited access to the stations' data banks."
A dot of light appeared a few feet in front of them. The light grew, creating a ring of light through which the girls could see the future version of the station appear. The opening grew to about 7 feet in diameter, then Jor-El gave a nod. Sending someone forward was a lot easier than sending them back in time. Open a portal and program the proper figures into the computer such that the corresponding exit portal would open at the right time and in the right place.
Mae gave Jor-El a soft "Thank you." then led the way. Connie went second. Diana would go last, she'd make sure Kara actually stepped through.
Kara had a lot of bottled up emotions. Tears streaked her cheeks as she gave her uncle a hug and a kiss on the cheek, then said "Love you." before hanging her head and stepping through the portal.
"Are you sure you wouldn't want to wait for a while first? I already have the calculations complete to reopen the portal in an hour such you'd arrive just a few moments behind them." Jor-El asked in a hopeful tone as he openly ogled the Amazon Princess.
Diana felt dirty. She had bent to his will easily to get back to where she and the others belonged. She hadn't had sex with him for the enjoyment, but rather to receive his help. To her that quid pro quo deal was the same as if money switched hands. It was as if she did the same as Kara and Constance did to get them there. In a sense she had whored herself as well.
Diana was a bit ashamed by what she had done. And she wasn't about to complicate it more by taking him up on his offer. She gave Jor-El a nice fake smile, then said "No thanks, I'm good." before stepping through the portal.
Saturday Sept. 5, 1980?
Mae had already stripped off her jeans and T-shirt and was ready for action with her power suit activated. Diana looked ready for business herself as the portal closed behind her. She looked Constance square in the eye and said commandingly "You wait here, it'll be safer." It would also allow Diana to comeback with her lasso later and make the girl forget everything about the last few days.
Five minutes later Constance gritted her teeth and grumbled "Just who the hell does she think she is?" Kara had flown off with Diana and 'Hitomi' a few moments before and left her alone out in the middle of a corn field. "Great, just great." she grunted as she started the long walk back towards town, she hoped. Maybe someone could help her get home or back to school. Heck, she had $8500. She should be able to get a ride for just a small part of that.
Kara, Diana and Mae were confused as Kara landed with the Shadow Warrior in her left arm and the Amazon Princess in her right. There was no sign of the alien ship or any kind of fight. Men and women walking along the sidewalk gave them odd looks, and a wide berth.
"Are we early?" Diana asked in an uncharacteristically whiny voice. If that were the case her belt and tiara would be gone forever. Diana was even more confused by the expressions on peoples' faces, a mixture of questioning and fear.
"No, right day." Kara replied with a sense she too was picking up that something was odd. By the sun position it was just a little later in the day, but having used her keen eyesight she had checked the banner of the news paper in the paper box just down the street. The front page of the paper as seen through the glass door told her they had the right day, but something was off.
"Miss Starr, you need to see this." Melody, the childhood friend of the boss, rushed into the plush office and closed the door behind her. She rushed over to the big Cherry desk and picked up the remote even as her old friend looked at her with confusion.
Melody pointed to remote at a painting of the Eifel Tower on the far wall and it slid to the side to reveal the TV behind it. "What?" Karan asked tiredly as she looked up from the mountain of paperwork on her desk and the screen started coming to life. Melody had muted the special news flash so they could focus on just the happenings, and not be exposed to the subliminal messages the government placed on all broadcasts. The TV at Karen's home and her own had filters, which were illegal, but the one here in the office didn't.
"Look, this is out of Metropolis. That one looks just like you did when you were a teen. Except for the smaller boobs." Melody, the 37 year old childhood friend was the only person other than the family that adopted her that knew her secret. Karen was an alien, and America and even the whole planet was no place for an alien. Even if they were good people like Karen.
Karen's eyes shot open wide at the images she was seeing. The blonde wearing a strange blue costume was being repeatedly struck by green energy beams from enforcers and the police as two other oddly dressed women tried to protect her. The one that was all black and fighting in just a bra and panties was really weird and Karen would have to somehow check the old Kryptonian memory banks for knowledge on her, and that oddly glowing sword. But doing that without Kal being alerted was almost impossible. The other was like seeing a ghost. It was Princess Diana, but she was long dead. Karen had seen numerous photos of the long dead princess. She had been killed decades before just like her mother and most of the Amazons. Though the Nazis had been breeding them.
It was the blonde though that had Karen's real attention. The grimacing teen did indeed look a lot like she did when she was fresh out of high school. And on her chest she wore what to most people would be a big S. But it was her family crest, the same symbol worn by Superman. The same symbol that had come to represent the power of the repressive government.
Karen arched her blonde eyebrows as the black one seemed to fade out of existence with the capture of her two friends. "I need to check on something. Ask Steve over in information to find out where they will be processed." she stated warily. She had taken great care over the years not to let her cousin or anyone else know who and what she was. But something inside told her that secrecy was coming to an end. Metropolis had a holding and training center, but that didn't mean the two that had just been captured had been taken there. Something told Karen those two were very important, and as such would be sent to Washington as soon as possible.
Mae's heart was racing as she watched from an alley a few blocks away. She didn't want to, but she obeyed Diana's order to get away. She didn't like it, but she understood. It would have done none of them any good if she were captured too. But free, she could hopefully help them.
The invisible Shadow Warrior glanced up to the roof of what should be The Daily Planet Building to see the large metal swastika instead of the big globe structure that should be there. She also noticed the flags. Instead of 50 stars there were 48 white swastikas. And the synagogue on the corner was also very much missing. "What the hell?" she asked herself as the unconscious bodies of Diana and Kara were thrown into the back of an unmarked black Bronco like truck with the windows blacked out. Both of them had their hands secured behind them, Kara with glowing green handcuffs and Diana with a golden rope.
Martha had a worried expression as she spotted the young woman approaching the house. If she was working for the government she should be in a car and not on foot. And she should be coming up the drive and not out of the corn. And the blue jeans were also not government issue.
The old woman hung the last towel on the clothes line as she looked around. The government had kept an eye on her for years after they took Clark and trained him to be a government enforcer. Even though he was an alien and she only cared for him for 6 years he was still her son. At least to her.
Martha's eyesight wasn't what it once was, especially after the stroke, but as the girl walked up to her it was easy to see the girl was a looker. Tall, fit and busty. The girl wore a friendly smile, something that didn't always garner trust these days. The girl's blouse was pretty and had the top 4 buttons opened to show off a lot of cleavage and some of her bra, something most girls wouldn't dare to even think of doing. Her shoes weren't made for walking and she wore blue jeans so tight they looked painted on.
The old woman looked friendly and Connie didn't see anyone else around. The old woman wearing a tattered dress and an old worn out apron was just finishing hanging out laundry. "Excuse me, may I use your phone?"
The phone? Martha looked out at the direction the girl came from and grew deeply worried. By now everyone, even someone who lived out in the middle of nowhere , knew what had happened in Metropolis just an hour or so before. Was it just coincidence the girl was coming from the direction of that old Kryptonian station? And as the girl stepped close and Martha got a better look at the teen, a cold chill ran up her spine. This girl looked very much like one of the girls in that house on the edge of town. This girl was a bit thinner and looked a lot stronger, but she looked very much like one of the girls from the whorehouse. But if she was from the whorehouse why would she need to use the phone?
"Who are you and what were you doing out there child?" Martha asked. One couldn't be too careful and even as she talked with the girl she kept looking around. Something was very wrong. First there was the commotion in Metropolis, now this girl shows up.
"GGAAWWKK AAKKKK. WHAT THE?!" Kara screamed as she was rudely awakened by a bucket of cold water thrown on her. She was still weak and sore, and now she was wet. If her tunic was too tight for some critics before, it clinging to her boobs like a wet t-shirt should really piss them off. Kara stared hatefully at the pair of chuckling big men, both well over 6 feet tall and muscular. Want to piss off a chick, get her hair wet. "Assholes."
"Not a proper response slave." one of the pair stated as he produced a cattle prod from behind his back. And as two more big men came into the cell Kara screamed in agony. With her hands still cuffed behind her back she was helpless.
Kara wasn't given much time for things to register, but she realized she was in some kind of holding cell. Concrete walls, floors and ceiling. Bars across the front and a metal toilet in the corner. She also noticed there wasn't a cot. "AAAAAAAA.NNNAAAAAAAA. AAAAAAAAHHHHH." she screamed and screamed as the cattle prod was repeatedly jabbed into her ribs. And as she tried to roll away the goon took delight in jabbing the thing into her back and ass. They all laughed like hell to Kara's anger as he even jabbed her crotch a few times.
It seemed like it went on for hours, but as it finally ceased Kara angrily looked up at them through her wet hair as she gasped for air. "Bastard." she weakly stated.
"GUYS, GUYS." The 4 big guards wearing solid black uniforms and armbands with white swastikas turned there attention to their excited friend who came running in. "It's confirmed. DNA analysis confirms she's Kryptonian. Washington is being alerted we have her."
"Just fucking great." the guard that poked her with the cattle prod grunted. "Now they'll send someone to take her away from us." And to accent his frustration her kicked Kara in the face.
"UUUKKK." Kara's head snapped back as the steel toe boot caught her square in the nose. Tears filled her eyes as blood gushed from her probably broken proboscis.
Kara was still gasping for breath as the 4 guards stared down at her with hatred like she'd never seen. "I was looking forward to training this one myself." the mean guard grunted, then kicked her in her stomach as the messenger ran out.
"I see no reason to halt her training until we receive orders to do so sergeant." one of the others stated as he looked down at Kara with a sneer. "As far as I'm concerned we're to follow standing orders until Washington says otherwise." Besides, it was Saturday. The top brass handling AMA (Alien, Meta and Amazon) cases would all be off for the weekend and it would probably be Monday morning before any orders came through.
"Yes sir captain." the guard laughingly replied. He then reached down and grabbed a fistful of wet blonde hair. "On your knees before your masters slave."
"Screw you." Kara defiantly growled as she was pulled up by her hair. "AAAPPPHHH." she then screamed as a boot slammed into her crotch from behind. She would have collapsed to the floor and balled up, but the sergeant had a firm and strong grip.
"You will learn to be respectful and politely address your masters." the sergeant growled at her.
The blood was running into her mouth as Kara clenched her jaw. She took a deep breath and then spit at him. The blood didn't show much on his uniform, but she managed to get some up to his face. "Nazi pig." she grunted back.
"Dumb alien bitch." Kara heard the words from one of the other guards as she felt the hands grab the bottom of her tunic. She was too weak from the Kryptonite handcuffs to struggle as her tunic was pulled up and left over her head.
Kara fell over as the sergeant let go of her hair. And Kara was basically blind as the tunic was covering her head. She was roughly pulled back up onto her knees. "Nice tits for an alien." one of the guards commented. Kara was then subjected to a series of hard slaps. Her face, her boobs, and as she fell to the floor again, her ass. Being blinded she couldn't say for certain, but she was pretty sure it was the sergeant assaulting her sexually. And she received another hard kick to the crotch.
Kara sobbed as she was slapped over and over. And she soon realized someone had a hold of her left foot and was unzipping her boot. As she tried to kick at the guard her other foot was also grabbed. Kara was weakly wiggling on the floor as one man slapped her tits and two others removed her boots.
"Nooo.noooo.noooo." Kara was too weak to resist as her panties were then pulled down her legs.
"Lookie there, no hair." she heard one of them comment. And she was still aware enough to know it was the captain she felt between her legs. It had to be, he was the highest in rank. He would surely be first.
"You can't do this. It's rape." she weakly argued.
"It's only rape if your human, and white. Otherwise it's just another way to serve your masters."
Kara felt two strong hands grab her by the hips and raise her ass off the cold concrete floor. The man was nestled between her thighs and she could feel his manhood press against her pussy. Kara's body stiffened and her eyes shot open as he rammed himself in as deep as he could on the initial thrust. She opened her mouth to scream, but couldn't get the air in. He was big, very big.
"That's it Cap, give it to her."
Kara gritted her teeth and clenched her eyes shut. The bastard had to be nearly a foot long and bigger around than a soda can. Her whole body was jolted with each violent thrust. Her big tits wobbled around as the other guards laughed.
"Call me master." she heard him state. But Kara refused. She clenched her jaw and resolved not to give in. Not this time. She wouldn't be turned into anyone's slave again. But he wasn't going to make it that easy. More tears flowed from her eyes as he fucked her faster and faster. He was like a jackhammer slamming into her pussy. She was bouncing off the concrete floor as the other guards laughed. And she knew deep down he was just the first. She knew she was going to be had by all 4 of them, and probably more.
Diana sat on the floor of her cell. She had a chance to look around the room with no windows. A cot, a metal toilet and not much more. Steel bars that if she had her belt she could rip apart in seconds. Walls floors and the ceiling were bare concrete. It was all very similar to a few Nazi cells she'd been held in back during the war.
Diana could hear the goings on some 50 feet down the hall. She sat on her heels on the cold floor with a cloth gag in her mouth and her wrists tied together behind her back by a golden lasso. As two big men with swastika armbands walked in she knew she was in for the same thing as Kara. She too was going to be raped. She too was going to be trained as a slave. But it wasn't the first time for her. Over the years she had faced the same situation dozens of times. Though this time she was in a world gone mad. In this world Mae was their only hope.
As one man stayed by the door to the cell the other, holding a manila folder with 'TOP SECRET' written on it in big red letters, walked to the middle of the cell and looked down at her with a scowl. "Seems we have our selves quite a mystery here. DNA has confirmed your identity, and the fact your not a clone. So how does one return from the grave?"
'Grave? I'm dead?' Diana had a crack in her resolve to not surrender as the man stooped down to remove her gag. Her head turned sharply to the door as she heard Kara scream.. "PLEASE NOT THERE.NOT MY AAASSSSS." The high pitch of Kara's scream told Diana the bastards had already taken to fucking her teen friend's butt.
"Never mind your friend. You will first tell us how your still alive. And then you'll tell us everything we want to know about the other one who was with you." the man stated as he gripped her chin and turned her face back towards his.
Diana defiantly scowled then, in an uncharacteristic manor, spit in his face. She stared hatefully at him as he chuckled and stood up while wiping the spit off. Under the power of the lasso she'd be compelled to tell them exactly what they wanted to know. And do exactly what she was told. There was no doubt in her mind she was in big trouble. Probably more trouble than she'd ever been in. With Kara also a prisoner their only hope was Mae, and she was about to be compelled to betray the teen.
"Ah yes. The lasso." the guard chuckled. He looked sternly down at the princess and put an end to her misbehavior. He bent over and took the end of the shimmering rope in his right hand and stated. "You will not assault anyone in any manor. You will obey all commands given by authorities or your masters. And you will speak only to answer questions posed to you."
Mae cringed as she scanned the high school history book. After seeing Kara and Diana carried into a big 5 story concrete building with no windows it was time to do some research. Just a block away she had spotted Robert E. Lee High School. She snuck in through an open window on the 3rd floor and found herself a book closet with history books.
Mae sat at the teacher's desk in a classroom where she could see the building that Kara and Diana were being held and scanned Winchester's Modern American History. The book was marked for the years 1860 to present. Or at least until it was published in 1977.
Their trip back in time came with some serious repercussions. Namely one Alexander Luthor. With her eidetic memory Mae could flip through the book and pull out the highlights quickly. The Luthor Gun Company opened in a town outside Atlanta in 1858. The guns they made gave the south a major advantage during the war. So much so that 4 men named Luthor had been elected president.
With revolutions like guns with interchangeable parts and center fire cartridges the under manned south routed the north at every turn. Surrounding Washington D. C. in a lightning style raid and capturing Abraham Lincoln. After he was tried and hanged for treason the north quickly began negotiations. As a result slavery was still legal throughout the land. The name was changed to The Confederate States of America and the stars and stripes through the negotiations was maintained as the flag.
As Mae scanned more she found that the CSA sided with England and the other allies for WWI. But in WWII they switched sides to ally with Germany. Without American support England fell. Mae turned the page and saw a map of the world, and how much it had changed.
During the war as Germany trampled England, the CFA invaded Canada and the Japanese took over the south Pacific, including Australia. Germany and Italy controlled all of Europe and most of the Middle East and Africa. The Japanese held what was China and all the way south to include Australlia. And the CSA had almost all of North America to down past the Panama Canal. In 1942 the stars on the flag were replaced by white swastikas after the Nazis took control of both houses in congress and the presidency.
In 1943 The combined forces of Germany, the CFA, Italy and the Japanese Empire invaded the last major threat to the Nazis. The Soviet Union was overrun in less than a year. It was the bloodiest conflicts of the war, the Soviets fought almost to the last man woman and child. And even as Stalin hung at the end of a German rope the fighting continued. In the end, swastikas flew over even Siberia.
Then in 1947 they passed the AMA legislation making it not only legal to own blacks, but Amazons, meta humans (or mutants), and aliens. In 1961, with the great war long over, the technology had advanced enough for satellites in orbit to monitor wave action in the ocean. The location of Thermyscira was found.
It seemed the German advantages in science and technology carried over in the years after the war. The first man in space was Fitz Mueller in 1951. And he was also the first to step foot on the moon in 1958.
In what was in the book referred to as the Right of Defensive Domain it was the right of The CFA to control all of the Americas, including any surrounding islands, the Amazons were attacked. Just before dawn on March 2nd 1961 planes from 6 aircraft carriers of the joint American and German fleets attacked. An off shore bombardment was also initiated from miles away by over three dozen battle ships. There were a few photos of the damage done to the Amazon city. Most of the buildings were reduced to rubble. Dead bodies were strewn everywhere.
It was late in the afternoon on Thermyscira as General Steve Trevor basked in the sun on the nearly deserted beach wearing just his swimming trunks. This was his second visit back to the island since it's capture, the last time was 5 years earlier. As he sat facing east and watching the waves lap the shore a cute looking blonde brought him a drink with an umbrella in it. He knew she had to be older than she looked as she was wearing one of the older style slave collars.
Steve gave the pretty blonde, wearing a nearly see through white dress that was just over her left shoulder and left her right D-cup boob exposed, a pleasant smile. As she waited to be dismissed, Steve held the drink in his left hand and as he took a sip his right hand reached out to gently grab the back of her left leg.
Helena wanted to scream and kill the man as his hand slid up her leg and under her dress and his hand massaged her butt, underwear was against the rules for a service slave. Her ire was the curse she and her Amazon sisters had to live with now. The 27 year old that still looked like a teenager and all the survivors were subjected to the effects of the golden lasso. They would all obey and serve as directed, yet their minds were free to enjoy or not enjoy. The lasso compelled them to act as good slaves while their minds were left tortured. She couldn't even beg him to stop as he pushed his index finger into her tight butthole. She couldn't even cringe, she could just stand there and smile like an idiot. She was strong enough to break him into pieces in seconds, yet all she could do now was submit to humiliation.
Steve sighed as he took another sip. How many times had he wanted to do this to Wonder Woman? He couldn't keep count. When he landed on the island in 1942 and noticed how the tall well built beauty looked at him it was easy to trick her.
Once off the island for a while he led the naïve Amazon into a trap, it would have been better if she were captured alive. It was a waste he never got to sample her charms as it were. They almost had her sister when she came searching for Diana months later, but she got away and was now the queen with the death of her mother during the attack he himself launched.
"How about a little extra effort." Steve stated with an ear to ear smile. She had no choice. After the attack the survivors were split into 3 groups. Group one was sold off to men with enough money to spend a fortune on a slave that would stay beautiful for centuries. Group two would serve as hostesses to visiting high ranking officers and politicians. Group three were for breeding purposes. The population of Amazons was just over a few hundred after the attack, but the breeding program had added hundreds to that number.
"Yes Master." Helena said happily. She moved to get on her knees in front of him.
"Not you. Have your queen bring me Aphrodite." Steve stated laughingly. "It's about time the princess learns how to serve her betters." It was a birthday present he'd been waiting to give the now 18 year old. Something special that had been reserved for him for his years of dedicated service and for helping defeat the Amazons. Though a secret from the Amazons themselves, not that they would have been able to do anything about it, the rights to the princess had been saved exclusively for him. Being a war hero came with perks.
"Yes Master." Helena stated as she stood up and bowed before trotting off. Inside she was elated she didn't have to service another officer. But she was also screaming inside at the indignity. Their princess was about to be defiled. In the old days when if a young woman hadn't lost her hymen through training she'd sneak into the Temple of Zeus and take care of that situation. Now all the young Amazons were required to take every measure to preserve the valuable membrane. The only training that existed on the island now was on how to serve men. A good slave needed in time to know everything from domestic chores to how to screw like a whore in bed. Their sole purpose now was to please men.
Steve slowly stood up for the short walk back to his cabana. This had been a great inspection tour and he felt a little jealous of the troops that were actually stationed here. The perks of the preferred posting were easy to see. Scores of scantily clad beautiful women with big firm breasts, and all willing to do whatever it took to make sure your needs were satisfied.
Steve walked into his hut through the open double doors. Being of such high rank he had the VIP quarters. A two bedroom cabana with two baths and a large nicely furnish living room. There was no need for a kitchen as anything he desired would be prepared and delivered quickly.
He placed his drink on the glass coffee table thinking how much better this resort was going to be. The first groups of children bore by the breeding Amazons were now coming of age. In a few years the resort would be much better staffed and the extras could be sold off, it seemed pretty woman who would keep their looks for several lifetimes were worth a fortune. The idea was to keep it that way in the future by limiting how often and which Amazons would be breed. And freezing the number of those that were to be sold.
On his tour he had seen the school where the girls were taught everything they would need to know. He saw the nursery where a few infants were being cared for. And the 'Clubhouse' as it was called. That was the building where the pregnant Amazons and those chosen to be impregnated were kept.
Steve slipped off his trunks and put on a bathrobe. He sat down on the big leather sofa and picked up his drink. As he took another sip he heard the footsteps and a low voice ask "What do I do?"
"You perform your duties as instructed." was Dru's reply. It was all she was allowed to say. Though she felt sick inside, the lasso compelled her to obey. The lasso compelled her to let her daughter be ruined, to be touched by a man. The man that betrayed them, and the very man that killed Diana.
Steve turned his head to the open door when Dru knocked on the jamb. The sight of the nervous teen took his breath away. She looked so much like her aunt it was amazing. A few inches shorter, a few pounds lighter at maybe 110 pounds and with just B-cups. But she was still growing and her face was that of Diana's. She had cute little pink areolas that seemed no bigger than a nickel as she stood there visibly trembling a little. She had long dark hair like her aunt but she wore hers on a very unprincess like ponytail, and she had that same questioning innocent look Diana had right up until she realized she was tricked and she was killed.
Aphrodite was named for one of the gods and she looked like a goddess. She stepped through the doorway and looked back at her mother questioningly. "Make our people proud." Dru stated before she turned and walked away. The queen was crying inside as she left her daughter behind. Compelled by the power of their own greatest weapon she had just brought her virgin daughter to a man so he could violate her. And not just any man. The man that was responsible for the deaths of thousands of Amazons, including her sister and mother.
"SIR, SIR, SIR." a young private in uniform came rushing to the doorway out of breath.
"What is it private? Can't you see I'm busy?" Steve asked with annoyance. He could even see the look of relief in the teen girl's eyes as she had a thought she might not have to go through with this.
The lad stood at attention in the doorway and gave his report. "The one in the letters has been captured sir. The female Kryptonian has been captured sir."
The general's ire quickly faded with the great news. The letters dating back to the turn of the century foretold of Superman and a girl cousin among other things. Now they had both. "Very good private. Have a corpsman start packing my things. I'll be leaving in the morning."
"There's more sir. They captured an Amazon with her sir. The DNA test identified her as Princess Diana sir."
"That's impossible son. She's dead." Steve said with a hint of annoyance back in his voice.
"The test was performed 3 times and positive all three times sir. It's reported she looks exactly like the pictures on file. Sir." the excited young soldier replied.
How? Steve asked himself. It was his bullet that killed her. A shot through her back and into her heart. But it was something he'd need to check into. "I'll be leaving in two hours." He stated, then waved off the young pest. He still had a little bit of business to attend to. Namely the teen girl standing nervously a few feet in front of him wearing a pretty toga dress with a golden sash, a golden tiara and her right boob left exposed. Where she wasn't a service slave she wasn't wearing something translucent, and more than likely she had on underwear.
Left alone with the young princess Steve undressed her with his eyes. "You've had the proper education I take it?" he asked as his eyes roamed her trembling body. As the finishing touches of her education she would have been taught skills on how to pleasure a man. Among other things a rubber dildo would have been used to instruct her on techniques on giving oral pleasure. Now a few months past her 18th birthday she would have been taught about as much as she could learn without actually having been touched by a man.
"Yes master." Aphrodite sweetly replied. The princess then walked over and knelt down between Steve's legs as he spread them and opened his robe. He might have lost a few inches in height, and some of his dick size, due to his age. But the nearly 6 foot tall fit almost 70 year old man was still sporting a rock hard 8 inch cock. Space travel wasn't the only scientific area to make great strides. A lot of time and money was spent on male enhancement and erectile dysfunction.
Steve spread his arms out over the back of the sofa as Wonder Woman's niece gripped his rod in her right hand and close her eyes. "I guess you were educated." he jokingly commented as without hesitation she slid a good six inches down her throat. Her lips and tongue were electrifying, it wasn't everyday a man gets a blowjob from royalty.
Steve watched the young girl's head bounce up and down. She had been taught, but she still had much to learn. Her actions were mechanical, but in time she'd learn. It was a skill that really required practice, but unlike the others her practice would be limited. Being of royal blood, her and her mother's use would be restricted to only those of the highest levels. And the same would go for her sisters when they grew up.
Steve grinned as the girl made every effort to fully engulf his manhood, and gagged several times in her attempts. The lasso couldn't teach muscle memory. The relaxing of her throat would take experience. "You do not have to swallow all of it."
Aphrodite's short dress swayed as her butt moved from side to side in the rhythm of her work. Her boobs might still be a little on the small size, but her ass was nicely curvy. Small, round and tight. Steve gave her a smile as she would keep opening her eyes to look up at him. He knew that in her mind she was wondering how long it would take. She was wondering if she could get away with just a blowjob. But that was in no way his plan. He'd waited years for this day. This was the day he would break her royal hymen.
Steve enjoyed her debasing herself and her people for a good 15 minutes before taking the next steps. It had been for thousands of years against their codes of conduct to give pleasure to a man. To them men were only of use for procreation. The acts they were now commanded to perform were an insult to their teachings. At least the teachings of the Amazons that grew up before they were defeated. The newer ones had been taught differently. Their whole purpose now was to offer pleasure to men.
"Now let's see what you really look like." Steve stated with a big grin.
"Yes Master." the princess quickly replied as she stood up without hesitation. She slipped the dress off her left shoulder and let it fall down to her trim waist and exposing both of her nicely shaped tits. Steve had to hand it to these Amazons, they all had firm round breasts.
Princess Aphrodite shimmied as she slid the dress and her panties down over her slender hips and down her nicely toned legs. She stood back up with her hands at her side giving the murderous bastard a good look at her perfect body. And her cleanly shaved camel toe pussy. The removal of excess body hair was now also part of their training. How could a slave fulfill her masters' needs if they were grossed out by looking at her. Diana's young niece had no hair except the hair on her head.
Steve stood up and took the teen by her right hand. The corpsmen would be arriving soon to pack up his things so he led the girl into the second bedroom. Inside he hoped that without being told the private would know enough to pack up the princess' panties as a souvenir for him.
"In which position would you like me Master?" The girl asked as she climbed onto the big king sized bed without hesitation. She sat on her heels facing him with a questioning expression as she awaited her answer.
"On your back with your head on the pillow will do fine. Steve chuckled. As if there was much of a choice. He wanted to see her face as he popped her cherry. She would be required to lay on her back and spread her legs wide for him in a sign of submission.
"As you wish Master."
The goddess of love fumed from just a few feet away as her namesake moved into position. She'd like nothing more than to make her presence known by killing this mortal. But after the capture of Ares and the damage done to their portal to the other realm, and the loss of some of their powers, Zeus had forbid any interaction with mortals.
What the Nazi's had done was a total abomination. Their presence on the island and the conquering of the Amazons had Hera as irate as anyone had ever seen her. But after they had somehow found a way of cutting off a god from his powers and hold him prisoner, Zeus had no choice but to keep them all out of human sight. A war pitting the gods against the humans wasn't worth the risk of the attention it could bring from a far more dangerous adversary. Until further word they were only to watch and report, no action was to be taken.
"UUMMPPP." The princess gave just a little whimper as her innocence was taken. Her back arched and her body stiffened, but all and all she took it like a true Amazon. She didn't scream or cry. She faced it bravely as Steve held himself up on straight arms and lunged forward.
Her innocent eyes looked up at him as he made her small boobs jiggle. With her being on the island there was no need for her to wear a Girdle of Power to have her super strength. Steve pounded away at her pussy like he was a jackhammer, rocking the whole bed. Yet the girl who was strong enough to snap him in half just reached out and was caressing his back. Her heels were hooked behind his thighs, gently pulling him into herself. The power of the lasso was more than strong enough to make her try her best to please him.
The goddess, unable to stand this atrocity, transported herself away. Someday, someday soon she hoped, Zeus would give the word. Then every god and goddess would make their presence known. They'd take back Ares and teach the humans just who the superior beings were. They'd all fight for that cause, even a Goddess of Love. For in this world the humans had created, things were just wrong. The Goddess of Love felt something very important was missing.
Aphrodite transported herself into the queen's personal chambers, where Drusilla sat alone and sobbed. Alone and out of the sight of any man she was free enough of the lasso's effects to react honestly. Tears streaked her cheeks as the lasso forced any thoughts of revenge from her mind. She could do nothing but sit and suffer in private as her daughter was violated.
Aphrodite was feeling about as low as she could ever remember herself feeling. She counted Diana as a friend, having popped by a few times over the centuries to talk with the princess. She even felt the rush when Diana first saw the murderous bastard, maybe the closeness she felt to Diana was because she knew who Diana's father was and was forbidden from telling anyone. Not even the princess herself. The goddess hung her head and popped away, uneven able to provide comfort for the unsettled mother.
General Trevor held the teen by the elbows as he fucked her from behind like a farm animal. He made sure to add to her humiliation by facing her towards the dresser and having her watch herself in the mirror. She repeatedly threw herself back against him as she saw the expression of pleasure on her face and her B-cup tits bounce around under her.
The lithe 5'7" girl also had other things besides her own humiliation to consider. The old man riding her was sweating and breathing quite heavily. If the bastard croaked from a heart attack she'd be in big trouble. Princess or not she'd face charges for killing a man. She hoped for her own sake he finished soon, he didn't look like he could take much more.
"Cum for me Master. Please cum for me. Fill my pussy with your gift. Or I will gladly swallow it if it pleases you Master." Aphrodite's education had included things to say as well as things to do. She swiveled her hips and sounded eager to please as she urged him to finish. He hadn't given her a single orgasm, but her pleasure meant nothing. It was her duty to provide pleasure, not seek it. If it happened it was all the better, but it wasn't necessary.
Steve released her arms and the teen rested on all fours. She looked back over her right shoulder and giggled innocently as Steve gave her ass a few playful spanks. "Harder Master, oh please, harder." she begged. If it seemed to be what he wanted the power of the lasso would compel her to beg him to beat her ass even if it made her bleed. If he wanted to kill her she'd be compelled to go get a knife for him to do it with.
"Oh thank you Master." she gasped with relief as he groaned loudly. He froze in place as she felt his evil seed burst forth inside her. And as he collapsed on top of her she fell to the bed, him on top and his cock still inside her. Inside she was a wreck as the man caught his breath. The deed was done, but deep inside she knew there was nothing to be proud of with what she had just done.
Aphrodite suffered with a mask of delight as he rolled off to her left and pulled her with him into a spooning position. He played with her perky little tits as he continued to catch his breath and his tool withered inside her. Her life of sexual servitude had just started.
"What you got young lady is a little food poisoning and what they call Montezuma's revenge down south of the border." old Doc Holstrom commented as the well built teen buttoned up her blouse. After a thorough examination, which included a full breast exam, the seasoned doc had concluded the girl had ingested some bad food and water. And she had some of the best titties he'd ever gotten his mitts on.
Constance knew the creepy old guy was taking advantage of her, but she was just too sick to care. Shortly after entering the house she felt woozy and asked to use the bathroom, where she spent the next hour sitting on the throne or preying at the porcelain altar.
But she found her time here wasn't wasted. She had asked to watch some TV after the good natured old woman put her to bed in the guest room and called the doctor. It was explained that viewing TV or listening to the radio without protection was never a good idea. It seemed her money was useless, as the pictures on the bills were all different. And the capture of Wonder Woman and Supergirl was the big news. It didn't take much for the girl even as sick as she was to know this wasn't home. And the only way to get home was probably with Supergirl and Wonder Woman. But at the moment Connie was in no shape to do much of anything.
The doctor though had more questions for the girl. The fact she didn't think twice or even blush as she exposed her tits to him gave him the impression she wasn't unknown to men. She looked a lot like one of the girls at the local whorehouse, but he had just come from there and knew they weren't the same girl. "Tell me honestly child. How many men have you had sex with?"
"Who says.."
"Can it sister." the doc snapped in a whisper as he looked out into the hallway to make sure Martha wasn't in ear shot. She was hard of hearing, but she wasn't deaf. "You let me play with your tits like it was nothing, like it's done on a daily basis." He was an old friend of Martha's, but he'd never tell Martha she had a whore under her roof. Though with Martha it probably wouldn't change things. Martha was a good natured woman who would give the shirt off her back to help someone in need.
"I don't know what your talking about. I'm a good girl." Connie answered sternly. How dare this guy ask something like that? Something like that was none of his business.
Doc Holstrom stood up from where he was sitting on the edge of the twin bed with a chuckle. "I've been around too long for you to lie to me child. But if you don't wish to talk about if it's fine with me. Just take another one of those pills in a few hours, then first thing in the morning. Take three a day for a few days. You'll feel better after a good night's sleep, but keep taking them until they're all gone. And stop drinking dirty water." It was a good story the girl told, but time travel?
Connie smirked as the old coot picked up his small black bag and walked away. Sure he just molested her, but he was nice about it. And it wasn't like a hundred guys hadn't played with her tits before.
Connie sat up against the propped up pillow, feeling a bit better already. But deep inside she was deeply worried. How the hell was she going to get home? Connie reached over and pulled out the drawer on the nightstand. She grabbed the Lex Corp radio headphones inside, the tampered with version, and placed them on her head. She tuned in a station with news and sat back and closed her eyes. Music would be more soothing, but she needed knowledge.
The invisible Shadow Warrior chased after the black SUV as it drove away from the big windowless building. The truck made it's way through the city and out to a residential section of the city. Mae watched from across the street as two big cops, she figured they were cops of some kind, got out and walked up to the front door.
Mae's eyes lit up as the man who answered the knock was more than familiar. "Dad?" Her father was alive? Then her heart sank as a woman who wasn't her mother came to the door, smiling while drying her hands with a dish towel.
Mae was stunned. In this reality her dad was alive, but it seemed he never met and married her mom. Mae stepped across the street and peeked in through the window as the cops sat down in the living room with her dad and his wife. On the wall Mae spotted pictures, one other person she recognized was there. Malina was in more than one of them. One of the photos was a group shot with Malina and three others, probably two brothers and a sister. In this reality her dad must have married Malina's mom. A photo of an adult Malina had her holding 2 children in jumpers on her lap was also on the wall. Dad was a grandfather.
Mae used her helmet's sensors to pick up on the conversation. Diana had given them her name, and her father's name. The cops asked if they were contacted to give them a call. Mae cringed as she walked away. She had to rescue both Diana and Kara. But how? She was alone with what seemed like a whole country out to get her. Who could she trust? Who could she call on for help?
Mae cried a little as she raced out of the city. She had one idea on where to start looking for help. And away from the city she could turn her power suit off and let it recharge. The air was cool, but she had clothes with her. Dressed in jeans and a T-shirt she approached a hollowed log out in the woods. She still had her suit on and was using it's sensors which told her this place had a magical aura to it.
"Please speak with me. I am a warrior for justice and I seek your assistance." she called out in the direction of the log. "Please answer, I'm desperate. I seek a fairy princess by the name of Lunesta." she tried again moments later after her first request went unanswered. She turned off the power suit to look less threatening and waited.
"They will not answer you." a voice called out from nearby. Mae Carver looked around curiously, and with a grin. She saw no one, but there was someone.
"Suit."
"Not necessary." the voice stated nicely as a tall blonde female in a white dress appeared a few feet away. The nearly 6 foot tall thin and very attractive woman almost glowed as she stood and studied the short half Japanese girl.
"You're a goddess. Can you put me in contact with Aphrodite and her daughter Helen?" If she couldn't get the fairies to help, maybe the Olympians would.
"I'm Celtic, not Olympian. My name in Alison and you don't belong in this world. Yet I sense you also do. It is very strange." The goddess looked puzzled as she walked from side to side visually examining the young human. "I know of Aphrodite, but of no daughter of hers called Helen. And why should I, or they, help you?"
Alison kept an eye on the human as she circled Mae to get a look for all angles. Something just wasn't right. She spotted something beyond human sight pass her garage and the curiosity got the better of her, so she followed. But messing with humans was a bad idea. Especially after the attack on Olympus and what they did to Ares. And there were rumors that the humans had captured other gods and goddesses as well, which would be more reasons why Zeus and the leaders of other gods gave orders not to be discovered. And why her full powers had been returned to her in case she needed to defend herself.
"Please, then just Aphrodite." Mae pleaded. She didn't belong in this reality, and it seemed Helen was never born either. But Aphrodite had known Diana for hundreds of years. She hoped the goddess would assist in rescuing her friend. Mae stood still to make sure she looked non threatening as the goddess checked her over. She needed help and so far this was the only one who answered her call.
"The Olympians are all in hiding. The portal to their city was badly damaged from an attack from Superman and the others enslaved by the Nazis. After they showed they could hurt and capture a god, by taking Ares prisoner, Zeus ordered all interaction between his gods and humans to cease."
"Wait.Did you say they captured Ares?" Mae had a million questions, some she quickly answered herself. If she was never born, then she never fought Ares. Then he was never made to stay on Olympus. But he was pure evil and deserved whatever they were doing to him. Didn't he?
Alison stopped pacing and stood 7 feet in front of the human. "It is very dangerous for all gods to make their presence known. The Nazis know how to separate a god from their power. They can kill and capture us. Ares is a god of war. With Nazis in control of most of the world there wasn't enough violence for him. He worked to induce revolt. The Nazis are now making him pay."
Ares was against the Nazis? That actually made some sense to Mae. If the Nazis were in charge then the only way there would be a war was if they had an enemy. Ares would build that enemy. Such was his nature.
Alison looked into Mae's eyes. "You can't get them out. You're after the two they captured this afternoon. No one gets out of that facility until the Nazis say so. And when they do get out they won't be the same as when they went in. The walls are over 10 feet thick and they had weapons no one knows of until they use them. They hold Ares deep underground and they have a subspace inversion field that would keep a god from transporting in or out." the goddess stated. Zeus had tried and failed twice in retrieving his god. If one as powerful as Zeus and his warriors couldn't get in, then this human didn't stand a chance.
"Ares is in that one too?"
"They keep him where Superman is close by just in case."
"What is that place anyway?" Mae asked. It wasn't like any prison she'd ever heard of.
"Most major cities have one. That is where they take captured mutants for training." Alison replied with a cringe. It was also where they would seemingly take a god. And an Amazon that was supposed to be dead.
"Training?"
"Depending on how pretty they are. Men and non attractive women are trained for physical work, law enforcement, military use or killed. The pretty girls are trained for service."
"Let me guess. Services involving sex." Mae grunted angrily.
"They will be trained, then sold to the highest bidder. Your Amazon friend will be worth a fortune to someone."
Mae was about to speak when they both turned to the rustling in the underbrush about 20 yards away. Out of the corner of her eyes Mae saw the goddess vanish. "Great, just great." Mae grumbled as a deer stepped out from the bushes, saw her and sped away.
The fairies wouldn't talk to her. Olympians were out. And that Celtic goddess was now long gone too. As the sun set Mae felt more alone than she ever had.
"Maybe another cousin or something." Melody Paterson suggested in a whiny tone. She and Karen had stayed late, after everyone else went home, to go over what data they could uncover about the strange women captured earlier in the day.
It was amazing, and quite dangerous, what money in the right pockets could get. The blonde was indeed Kryptonian. And the Amazon was indeed somehow Princess Diana. "We can't leave them there. If freed they can be symbols of hope. Rallying points for the resistance." But by now their minds were no longer their own.
Melody felt very uncomfortable with the way Karen looked at her when she spoke of the resistance. Did she know? And if she did, how much?
Karen smiled at her naïve friend. Karen held out a file to her oldest and most trusted friend. "Remember, super hearing and eyesight. I know what you and that new boyfriend are up to other than the usual. Digitize this in code onto something and get it to the speedy guy. Take the company jet, on a business trip, and find him. It might be time to do something big to shake things up now."
"No, you can't. You promised your mom you'd stay hidden." Melody shrieked. Karen was just as indestructible as Superman, but she couldn't stand up to him and the government's resources as well. And she and Karen may be just as old, but Karen still looked to be like a woman in her early 20s. If she let it be known there was another Kryptonian around the government would stop at nothing to find her. Cameras were everywhere. They'd have a description and would be turning every stone.
"I can't let the others risk themselves and not stand with them. Someone has to deal with Kal, and it has to be me. I was sent to watch over and guide him. It's my obligation to do something. You go find the others. I have a few stops to make before anyone does anything." Karen's face was deadly serious. She was 5 years old and had had a lot of responsibility thrust on her. Her ship was to have landed with Kal's. They were supposed to have been together. But her ship was hit by a meteorite as it entered orbit. It wasn't until she was a teen she found out about the Kent Farm. By then the government had already located Kal and seized him. And he was trained to be a Nazi enforcer.
"She told you to stay far away. For your own good she told you to stay hidden." Melody argued. Martha and Karen had only met once for an hour or so, but Martha knew enough to not want Karen to end up like Kal.
"It's been over 20 years. I'm older now. Now the world needs me to make a stand." Karen walked around her desk and gave her oldest and best friend a hug. What they were about to do, never mind what they had already done, could get them both killed. But it was time to stand up and be counted.
"I can't stop you?"
"No, and I need your boyfriend to do us a favor. We need something to keep Kal distracted so I can talk the computer in the Fortress of Solitude." The Fortress would be risky, Kal had his sanctuary booby trapped and he'd be notified too soon. The first and only other time she went there was over 10 years earlier. She managed to get out just before Kal rushed in.
"UMMPPHH.UMMPPHHHH..UMMPPHHHH." Supergirl grunted loudly as the latest in a seemingly endless string of guards took his turn with her. She had been stripped of every stitch of clothing and was now face down on the cold concrete floor as another goon painfully fucked her ass. Her prone body being rubbed against the rough concrete by his vigorous fucking.
Kara had no idea what time it was or how long she'd been there. Her time in their hands had been one long blur of beatings and rape. Even when The Corps had her she hadn't been treated as viciously as at the hands of the Nazis. Her nose throbbed and was probably broken, as were several ribs. Her right shoulder was dislocated , her cunt and ass were on fire and she was bruised and battered all over. Her boobs, face and ass were rubbed raw by the rough concrete floor.
Supergirl offered no reaction as the guard groaned and came in her ass, just like dozens before him. As he climbed off she didn't bother to even try and move. She'd just await the next man. But this time there was a difference.
Supergirl groaned in pain as she was moved, and something was placed around her waist. A rope that shined like gold. Kara knew what it was, but she was too weak and battered to do anything about it.
The captain stood in the open doorway with a big smile of satisfaction. The handcuffs were removed hours before and just left on the floor nearby, but the prisoner was beyond being able to try anything. Now the lasso would ensure she never would try to do anything to hurt the Nazi cause, and in time she'd be just like the other. She too would be a Nazi enforcer. And in her spare time she'd provide the elite with pleasure.
Diana sat on the edge of a cot in her cell and sobbed. Even with the door left wide open and with no guards posted she could do nothing. But then she'd done more than enough. The lasso had been used to make her their slave and to betray Mae. But at least they had no clue about Constance, and hopefully they never would.
Diana was under orders not to leave her cell, but she could see down the hall into Kara's cell from her doorway. She couldn't see much, but all day a steady stream of happy looking guards had been coming and going from Kara's cell. And the sounds were those of sex. Beatings and sex. Where she had only been ordered to suck off a pair of guards, Kara had been fucked constantly all day. But why? Diana wondered why Kara was subjected to repeated rapes, but not herself.
Supergirl whimpered as she was finally left alone. Her clothes were taken away as the guards left. She rolled over to lay on her back, and basked in the artificial yellow sunlight. She could feel her strength returning, and her injuries healing. One of the guards was nice enough to have set her shoulder back into position. She could also taste the only thing she'd had to eat or drink all day, a generous amount of Nazi cum. But at the moment she was just happy to have been left alone.
Melody walked into the State Street Tavern warily. The resistance having contacts in a bar frequented by the Nazi enforcers was extremely dangerous. But then that was the best place to get information.
Melody could see the strain in the manager's eyes as a Nazi soldier had his step daughter pinned up against the wall in the hallway to the bathrooms. The enforcers around here always took whatever they wanted, it was their right as they saw it. As the manager poured drinks behind the bar his gaze kept going to the hallway. The big 6'4" 240 pound soldier had Ashley facing the wall. The back of her barmaid outfit pinned to her back and the front of it wide open. He groped her D-cup tits as he vigorously fucked her from behind.
To Melody, what the teen was doing was as admirable as it was humiliating. Ashley Milner and her best friend Amber Carpenter were two gorgeous 19 year olds out of Metropolis working for the resistance. Ashley was blonde, where Amber was brunette. But they both had the same build, 5'8" 130 pounds and nice firm D-cup tits that the local enforcers couldn't get enough of. They were both the kind of girls men would be blabber mouths with as they fucked or were sucked off.
Melody spotted her boyfriend in the back corner sweeping up the floor. She gave him a smile and started over towards him. "Whoo!" she gave a high pitched squeal and spun around quickly as her ass was groped. The still fairly good looking 37 year old giggled like a school girl at the 18 year old smug enforcer as he and his friends laughed at her reaction. It would do no good to be mad. Every girl grew up knowing one doesn't get mad at or insult an enforcer. At least not in a Nazi controlled state. Melody smiled graciously and sweetly said "Why thank you sir, but I am old enough to be your mother."
"Your dismissed." the boy said laughingly while he gave her a slap on the ass. Then again he had his sights on a better prize. Amber walked over with a tray of drinks. And after placing them all on the table the lad pulled her onto his lap. Even as she was still acting shocked he had his right hand under her dress and his left fondling her chest.
Melody walked over and into her boyfriends arms. Like the manager, Ben Cardwell was ex military. The 6'2" 212 pound 40 year old hugged his slightly shaken girl. "Some day." he whispered to her. Someday the Nazis would be stopped. Someday they'd pay. Someday a girl would be able to walk the streets without having to be molested.
"It's okay, really. I need you to do something. And I need you to not ask why. All I can say now is the resistance will soon have another powerful ally." she whispered to him. It was useless to get upset about a boy grabbing your ass. And when your pushing 40 there's also that voice in the back of your head saying 'I still got it.' Sure it was degrading and humiliating, but it was nice to still be attractive to younger men.
It was getting late in the evening and Mae was feeling low. She had even used a phone book to see if Bill Winslow was around in this reality. Mae walked away from his house with a very upset stomach. With the Nazis in control there was no Vietnam war. Bill never killed that girl in Vietnam and he married the girlfriend that in the other reality slept with his brother. Now they were married and had kids.
Mae had one more stop to make before she'd spend the night out in the wilderness on the cold damp ground. Martha Kent had always been one of the nicest people she'd ever met. Mae was praying the Martha in this crazy world was still the same. That was if Martha was even on the farm, in this reality where her father was still alive and Bill lived in a residential area. For all Mae knew Martha could be in an old folks home in this world.
Mae's scanners in her helmet showed two people in the farmhouse as she approached. Not wanting to alarm anyone, she turned off her power suit as she walked up to the front door. She still had her sword strapped to her back and kept a watchful eye out as she walked up the steps onto the farmer's porch.
Mae was wearing her jeans and T-shirt as she waited. As she shivered a bit in the cool evening air she wondered what to say. 'Hi. I know you in a different reality.' just didn't seem like the right way to start a conversation.
Martha looked out trough the living room curtain to see who was at her door. She gave a sigh of relief seeing it wasn't a group of enforcers hunting the girl upstairs. The girl she saw though had her just as worried as the girl upstairs did when she showed up with some story about having gone back in time and now the world was different. But then most people thought the idea of aliens were crazy before Clark was found out.
Martha walked to the front door wondering about the sword the girl had strapped to her. The news had reported the girl that got away earlier had a sword, and that she was short. "May I help you?" Martha asked as she cracked open the door, leaving the chain hooked. Like the chain would do much good where the door had a big window.
"You probably don't know me, but I could really use a friend."
"Hitomi?" Connie whined as she sat on the stairs. If she weren't sick, though she was feeling much better than before, she'd be pissed after the others ran off and left her behind. Then Supergirl and Wonder Woman got themselves arrested or something.
"The one you describe is called a Shadow Warrior. The glowing sword is known as the Sword of Justice." Jor-El's voice echoed off the ice walls. Karen had only been here once before and was finding the computer was a bit more forth coming with information this time than she remembered it being before.
"She's good?"
"The power suit nor the sword would serve one who is evil." the computer replied.
"And the others?"
"Temporal anomalies. They are from a different time line. The one you describe as wearing our family crest is in fact you from a different time line. Something has changed the course of time."
"So this time line shouldn't exist? If they get back, then what happens to this timeline?" Karen asked. Would they all just vanish from existence like they never were?
"All timelines are valid. All will continue to exist." the computer replied.
"Not exactly true."
Karen turned quickly to the voice. The young looking black man seemed non threatening, but him being there was extremely odd. How he arrived without her hearing him was odd enough. But he wasn't wearing a coat. He looked like an older teen in jeans and a T-shirt, but it was frigid outside the fortress. And he had a strange looking armband on his right forearm. But also, how did he get past the booby traps? "Who are you?"
"That's even weirder than what you've seen so far." the young man said with a chuckle. But if the situation weren't so dire he'd enjoy it a lot more.
"I asked who you are? And how did you get here?" Karen asked, this time with a more aggressive tone."
"My real name is not important. You can refer to me as Chameleon. I'm a shape shifter and time traveler." A time traveler with a real problem. If all the timelines were like a tree then more than 85% of the tree had been wiped from existence. Ripples had been sent out across space time that had affected other races. It was like a great forest had been felled all at once with the effects spanning countless worlds. And the only remaining parts of Earth's timelines were ones unfriendly to meta humans like himself.
"Future?" Karen asked skeptically.
Chameleon smiled as he eyed the beauty. She had ran up to the fortress wearing a tight fitting white body suit, flying would have been picked up on atmospheric sensors and alerted those in power there was another powerful force on the loose. Loose fitting clothes would have been ripped to shreds with the speeds she had to travel at to get here quickly. And that body suit accentuated all her curves. And with having grown up on Earth from an earlier age than Supergirl, her curves were more generous. A couple of bra sizes more generous.
The woman that would soon become Power Girl was a little taller than her other self, standing about 5'9" tall. And those firm round DDDs were stretching that bodysuit to it's limit. He liked the longer hair of the Linda Danvers edition, Karen wore her hair in a bob cut, but the Karen Starr edition had the more awesome rack. And she also had a slightly more mature and rounder ass. And a lot less sexual experience.
Chameleon knowingly smiled at the future heroine that he'd get to know better at some point. He hadn't had sex with this version yet, but he had groped her and seen her almost naked having posed as a doctor a few times.
But this timeline section was far too dangerous for a meta. And it would get even more so going forward. With the damage done by Lex Luthor the only surviving timelines all led to death and slavery for metas, and even worse for everyone further down the road. It was either he and his other selves live in times before this period, or get it fixed. Any of his other selves still in fading timelines would find themselves in a bad situation the next time they try to time travel.
However, they couldn't fix things themselves. He was born after the time frame of Earth's membership of the Temporal Accords. The quartet of girls were accidentally sent back in time along with Lex Luthor. It was up to them to fix things which would keep the temporal agents off their trail. Even the Legends of Tomorrow couldn't be counted on for help, in these branches of time they never existed.
Karen was getting annoyed by the way Chameleon was looking at her, like he had X-ray vision. Like he could see her through her clothes. Not that she was wearing much, just a bodysuit and thigh high boots. No bra and no panties, she didn't want lines. And the boots were more for looks, the blue high heeled footwear were incredibly sexy and had gotten her more than her share of free drinks.
"If you know what's going on I suggest you tell me. My friends are keeping Superman away, but that won't last long." Karen growled. The thought though did cross her mind she could just grab the guy and take him somewhere else.
"Fine." the man grumbled. He needed to get things moving before the damage to the various timelines became permanent. "It's like this. This timeline was just a small portion of a much bigger picture. But due to an unfortunate situation the others are one by one fading from existence. The effect is being felt in other galaxies as there was interaction between Earth and other worlds. Like Krypton. Princess Diana and the others on their trip back in time put thoughts in Jor-El's head. Unlike your other self you were sent at a young age instead of later on, thus you arrived much earlier." And why the government's efforts to find her were fruitless. The Nazis were looking for a girl that would now be a teenager.
"So that other one is me. But younger."
"Correct. You were adopted by the family that found you Karen. The other one's name is Linda. She found the family you were supposed to have net, the Kents. But she arrived well after Kal grew up. And when Martha had a stroke, she was adopted by the Danvers family."
"Anyone could make up a story." Karen stated.
"Your friend Melody was the first person outside your adopted family you kissed on the lips. You used to practice. Chad Hutchings was the first boy you kissed. You were both 12. Should I tell you when and to whom you lost your virginity?"
"Okay, okay." Karen said as she waved her hands for him to stop. Whoever this guy was, he knew a lot more than he should. Even Melody didn't know she kissed Chad. At the time Chad was Melody's crush. "Just tell me what needs to be done."
"Princess Diana and your other self must be rescued. And there is another who will be of great help if you free him as well." Chameleon stated as he walked towards Karen and stopped just a few steps away.
Karen gasped and her face suddenly showed fear. She had become distracted and she picked up on the sound of something outside moving at supersonic speed. It was too late to get out without Kal seeing her, he probably already heard her. "He's here." she said in a very worried tone. A fight between them could go either way, but if she got away the he and the Nazis would be looking for her. The worst scenario would be if the fight took them to someplace his allies could help him, then she'd be out matched and captured.
Chameleon was already pushing buttons on his armband. As Karen heard Superman land outside Chameleon reached out to touch her. In a brilliant flash they were no longer in the Fortress of Solitude.
As he retracted his hand and she looked around in a bit of shock he stated "You know where you are. We're just 5 minutes before Superman arrives up north. If you want more answers, they're in the house. Superman will be here in 8 and a half minutes."
Karen turned to the Kent Farmhouse, her X-ray vision showing two teens inside with Martha. One upstairs in bed. Martha was giving the little short one some blankets and a pillow. "Who are.?" Karen turned back with more questions, but the man was now gone. Leaving just as he had shown up, without being noticed.
Diana felt a rush of relief as he walked into her cell. Then she notice the swastika armband on his dress uniform and the big mean looking scowl on his face. She at first smiled, then a cold shiver ran through her body. He wasn't the Steve Trevor from her world. He wasn't the man that made her heart skip a beat when she first saw him.
General Trevor waved his two escort guards away, they wouldn't be needed now that Wonder Woman had been rendered docile by her own lasso, or more like the lasso of another her. There was nothing she could do to harm him or even try to get away now.
Except for her lack of a belt and tiara she looked exactly as she did when they left the island together decades before. The explanation was simple enough to him after reading the report the major had prepared. This was indeed Diana in every way. She was just from a different timeline. One in which America fought with England and the great Nazi cause was defeated.
Diana looked into his stern face, the face of a man she loved. She knew it wasn't him, but then he also was. She slowly got off her cot and knelt on the floor in front of him, her head bowed. "I am yours to command Master."
"Too bad." Steve grumbled. "It would have been more enjoyable to break and train you the old fashioned way." As Diana stared at his boots Steve sighed. He supposed he could ask for the lasso back and remove the commands already given her, but then he knew he was now too old to wrestle this one to the floor himself and take her. He sighed again, the fun of the old ways was now gone for him.
After the Amazons were defeated he had a chance to 'question' a few of them first. It was a great reward for top officers. Once off the island and without a power belt they were just as strong as any woman. They were well trained, but not a match for the superior man. With most of them being technically virgins it was a great source of entertainment to make them submit sexually, one by one. Sometimes in front of the others. Doing it under the power of the lasso had just made it almost mechanical. The true passion and anger just wasn't there. There was no struggle, no empty threats and no taking them the first time by force any more. No more did they need to be beaten into submission.
"Too bad your mother died in the attack, and your baby sister. I would have liked to have trained your mother personally. And as for your sister. Let's just say she would have become a favorite with the top brass just like your other sister, Drusilla."
'Mom? Cassie?' Tears formed in Diana's eyes. Somehow. Someday. The bastards would pay if what he was saying and what she heard from the guards was true. Diana clenched her jaw for just a moment as the power of the lasso compelled her to show total submission.
"And your niece, Aphrodite, was a total joy just this afternoon. I know you older Amazons don't have it, but the younger ones have all been trained to keep their virginity for a selected officer. And in case you'd like to know, Adolf Hitler was the first to take Queen Drusilla to bed after their defeat. It was an honored gift from President Luthor."
'Luthor? President Luthor?' That had to be too much of a coincidence. But how? How did all this happen? The rage within Diana was begging to be unleashed. But there was nothing she could do, yet. Oddly her mind was free. Free to suffer at the thoughts of this evil bastard touching her mom, her sisters, and her niece. The thought of her Amazon sisters being turned into sex toys for Nazis was too much to bare.
Steve chuckled as the mighty Amazon champion took the only course of action the lasso left open to her. Faced with such evil the only physical response was one women had employed for centuries. Steve laughed at her as she knelt at his feet, head bowed, and sobbed like a baby.
"I've had a busy day. And I'm not as young as I used to be. It will be my pleasure to train you personally, starting in the morning." As Steve walked out Diana knew now why she hadn't been treated the same as Kara. At least not yet. She was being saved for him. And all she could do about it now was cry. She was so helpless she couldn't even walk through an open cell door.
The pick-up truck was leaving a cloud of dust as it raced towards town. Once a few miles away Karen would slow the truck down, and her passengers had been instructed not to say a word. Not yet, Kal's hearing might pick them up.
After the weird black guy had vanished, Karen rushed to the house. Martha was both happy and agitated at seeing her again, but Karen had to get the other girls out of there before Kal arrived. The sheets from the bed were in the washing machine. The stuff on the sofa was put away and hopefully everything looked like Martha was alone.
Connie sat in the middle of the bench seat with Mae near the window, just in case. Her power suit was off, but she had her sword in her hands. If Kal found them she wanted to be ready. Her power suit wouldn't be enough, and the effects of her sword were expected to be limited. But she still had an ace in the hole, or in the power suit's pockets. She had a few pieces of Kryptonite.
Superman landed just a few feet from the front porch. He hadn't been back to visit the woman he still called mom in a few years. It was very odd mom had lights on in the house at this late hour, but there were also strange scents in the air and if mom was sick she should be in bed. The scents of someone sick were strong, but a few hours old.
Kal could see and hear mom was alone, now. He wore a big scowl as he looked out into the distance. He sighed realizing he didn't even know if mom still drove or had a pickup truck anymore. If he knew for sure mom was hiding something he'd have to act. But if he didn't know then it was a different story. There were loopholes in the lasso's effects.
Kal floated up into the air and set his sights on his next stop. The old Kryptonian outpost on the farm. He doubted the computer at the outpost would be any more helpful than the one up in the fortress, but he'd still investigate. Something was going on and he needed to get to the bottom of things. Like just who was that blonde wearing his family crest that was arrested that afternoon?
In the pick up truck Mae kept one eye on the road and the other on the driver. Who was she? Mae had ideas. Martha called her Kara and she got the sheets on the bed changed at a blistering speed. Was she a Kryptonian from this timeline? Her dad and her boyfriend were here, but different. Was this a different Kara Zor-El? And if so, why was she older? And how much older? Kryptonians didn't age at the same rate as humans.
As they drove off into the night Mae wondered about a different ace. T'nel. T'nel had given her a way of contacting the O'teans if Earth were ever in need. But if in this timeline where she wasn't born just how would that work? If she was never born, she never met T'nel. If she never met T'nel how could she have that device? They were seemingly a curious people, would they respond to her call? And if so, would they actually help?
Kara was feeling much better as she was awoken by the commotion outside her cell. The naked blonde opened her eyes and sat up, instinctively covering her boobs and crotch with her hands. "LET GO OF ME YOU ASSHJOLES!" a girl screamed.
Kara wanted to help, but her own mind was forcing her to do nothing more than watch as four big guards wrestled teen girl into the cell directly across from her own. "I'M NOT ONE OF THEM. I'M HUMAN." she screamed as she tried vainly to get away.
The girl looked to be about the same age as Kara. She was wearing a nice pair of studded jeans and leather boots. She had a red windbreaker on over a concert T-shirt for a band Kara never heard of and she had long blonde hair she wore in a ponytail.
"The detector at the civic center identified you as a level 3 meta. What are your powers?" one of the guards asked as the girl was roughly thrown to the back of the cell and crashed into the concrete wall.
Kara hadn't noticed before, but the other cell had a cot. Why didn't hers? Why did she have to sleep on the concrete floor. Not that now she had her powers back did it make much of a difference. Now the concrete didn't bother her, and she didn't feel the coldness. But it would be nice to have clothes or a blanket to cover herself.
One of the guards stood in the open doorway to the other cell and barked "Get those clothes off her so we can start her training."
"MY DAD'S GOT THE SENATOR'S EAR." the girl screamed as the other three men closed in on her.
"Your father and mother will be questioned about this. And your entire family will be tested." the man in the doorway replied calmly. To Kara it seemed the situation was purely business to him. Like he'd done this thousands of times.
Kara's eyes flew open as the men all grabbed their heads and screamed in agony after the three attackers reached out for the girl. As the men collapsed to the floor writhing in pain the girl raced from the cell, jumping over the pain riddled guard in the doorway.
Kara smiled, wishing she too could make a run for it. But then she heard the zap. Her x-ray vision letting her see the girl slump to the floor after she tripped some kind of electric arc.
"Let the record state, guilt is confirmed." the guard in the doorway said as he slowly stood up while shaking off the effects of her attack.
With all her powers restored there was nothing Kara could do but watch as the other guards got up and went to retrieve the girl, damned lasso. A cold shiver ran through Kara's body as the man in charge looked at her with a sneer. "Alien scum."
Kara would have loved to respond, but that damned lasso was keeping her mouth shut. Sure, he called her scum now. But he was still seemingly enjoying it when he fucked her ass and mauled her tits.
All Kara could do was simmer quietly as the girl was dragged back into her cell and tossed onto the cot. A strange looking collar was placed around her neck. Then the 4 men left, locking the cell before they walked away.
There was no way for Kara to know what time it was, or even if it was night or day. She tried to look around, but most of the walls contained lead meaning she couldn't see far. Kara stood up and walked to the doorway of her cell, which was embarrassingly left open. An open door and I can't just walk out she thought to herself. She turned her head to the right and gave a half smile when seeing Diana smiling back.
Kara sighed wondering why Diana had her clothes. The girl in the cell across from her was left with hers as well. So why did they take mine Kara wondered.
Kara gave a quick smile as Diana turned her body slightly, then pointed. Kara followed the line to see a camera. She then spotted a few more as Diana gave her a nod. Kara smirked as Diana turned her body to shield her hands as the Amazon used basic sign language to ask how she was doing.
Kara checked the location of the cameras and in the same manner replied, saying she was fine. They both knew she was lying, her face and boobs were still covered in dry blood. But the main thing was even if they couldn't just walk out or speak, they could still communicate.
Diana nodded with a heavy sigh. Her young friend looked like she'd been through a war. Her face and body were blood covered, though it was easy to see her physical wounds were now healed. But why was she naked? And how would the lingering effects of the year before at the hands of The Corps effect her now? Was she mentally strong enough to endure this again so soon? Though she was dating, she had no desire for a steady boyfriend which just wasn't normal for a 19 year old girl. She would just go out here and there, but wouldn't let it get beyond the first few dates. Or get physical.
Early in the morning Sun. Sept. 6, 1980:
"So the Nazis don't have total control?" Mae asked just before taking a sip of her coffee.
The three of them had a suite at a hotel near downtown Metropolis. They had gotten in late in the evening and Constance, who was still not feeling her best, was in need of some serious bed time. They had all slept, but Mae and Karen were up with the sun.
They sat at a table off to the side drinking coffee delivered by room service, wearing just hotel supplied bathrobes over their under garments. Mae and Karen were combining their information. It turned out Karen was indeed the Kara Zor-El of this timeline. She had crashed away from the area that Kal had landed and was brought up by a different family, thus she hadn't yet been located by the authorities. Authorities that had been looking for her for years thanks to letters left behind by none other than Lex Luthor.
"Unlike Europe where the Nazis are in total control, over here they have a lot of power but not as much as they'd like you to think. At this time they hold about 38 seats in the senate and hold about 42 percent of the house along with the presidency. There are groups apposed to them, but they're disorganized and need to be very careful." Karen spoke softly to both not bother the sleeping girl in the bed room and not make it easy to be overheard out in the hallway. Spies were everywhere and to speak out against the Nazis was looking for trouble.
Mae was figuring out just how things were on this version of Earth. Before checking in Karen had used a handheld scanner to check them so there would be no surprises at the hotel. It seemed just about all public accommodations had scanners at all the doors. Scanners that would indicate both mutant and alien DNA. Scanners that for a large number of locations were produced by Starr Technologies. Thus Karen could go undetected in such places.
To Mae's surprise she checked out positive as a level 1 meta, which meant she'd have to have been registered but wouldn't be subject to the slavery provisions. Mae wondered if that explained her eidetic memory as she hadn't seen anything else unusual about herself.
But the real surprise was Constance. It wasn't a surprise she tested positive for alien DNA as a level 2. But the real shocker was she was also a level 4 metahuman. Normally a level 4 out of 6 would show outward signs and strong powers, but Karen seemed convinced that it was the combination of both DNA variations that was keeping whatever powers Constance would have in check. As a result of the scanning Constance had to be snuck in through a window after Mae and Karen signed in.
Mae sat there wondering just how to get Kara and Diana out of that Nazi controlled prison and training facility. A facility in a Nazi controlled city and state. The longer they were inside the worse it was going to be and if what Karen had explained earlier was true then they'd be moved within a few days making it almost impossible to find them. They'd both be sold or trained to work for the government.
To Mae there was only one way they were going to be able to pull this off. They'd need massive fire power. Mae sighed then leaned over the table. In a low voice she stated "I need to get to Greece." She needed to talk with Zeus.
A few years before Zeus and some of the other gods attempted to rescue Ares. In the attempt the power had been cut off from the facility, yet the prison was still powered. There was no exhaust from an emergency generator, but there was still power to the subspace disruption field. Mae had an idea just how they were getting that power.
Mae knew speed was the call of the day. She needed several things besides the gods. The belt and tiara of the Diana from this world were on display at the Luthor Museum in Washington D.C. But taking them would be a big tip off. Once inside the prison someone would have to locate the devise that would cut the subspace interference. She would need to locate the golden lasso, the one thing they would really need in the rescue. As best as Karen could figure the government had 4 of them, the Amazons knowing they had lost had managed to hide a few things that none of them remaining on the island could tell anyone about. Karen knew of a rumor that a few of the Amazons had escaped with things the dying queen wanted protected at all costs.
Besides the museum display, one lasso was in Washington under heavy security in the White House. Another was in L. A. at another facility like the one here in Metropolis and the fourth known one was of course in that prison with Diana and Kara. In the course of the rescue Mae would have to find that lasso and use it on both Kara and Diana to free them from the commands the guards had probably given them. Mae knew that they had to have used it on Diana already, how else would they have known about her father?
"I've been to Greece, the gods won't even show their faces."
"He'll talk with me. I have an ace in the hole. A name no one else would know about." Mae replied. She had a name Zeus couldn't ignore.
Melody Peterson walked up to the front door of the nice, but fairly commonplace, two story brick front suburban house. It was early on a Sunday morning and she'd probably be waking him up, but then there wouldn't be that many people seeing her visit. This wasn't a Nazi controlled city, but there were still spies.
It was a bit cool, but Melody was dressed to impress not comfort. A denim mini skirt showed off her toned legs and the skimpy tank top was snug on her braless C-cups, she spent a lot of time at the gym and it showed. She had heard the young man could be a bit of a letch so the 37 year old was inviting his attention. Anything was on the books to get him to talk with her.
She had to work through contact after contact before she could get this address. Even though she had been part of the resistance for years, the full organization was still very secretive. They worked in small groups to protect themselves with only a few generals in the mix. But the top contact was the one she needed to get to this point. Oracle had never been seen by any member of the resistance face to face. Her masked image on a video screen was all anyone ever saw. The technical wiz was the thorn in the side of the Nazi elite.
She clutched a small handbag under her left arm as she knocked on the door. She smirked as she felt the breeze on a windless morning. She hoped the thong panties tickled his fancy enough to make him open the front door and speak with her.
Barry Allen peaked out through the curtains wondering just what the hot older woman could possibly want so early on a Sunday morning. She was a fairly small woman, standing around 5'4". She seemed to be in her mid 30s, but was in really good shape. Her legs and ass were still incredible. She must have been something in her younger days he mused. And short brown hair and those wire rimmed glasses gave her that hot naughty librarian look.
But who was she and what did she want Barry wondered as she knocked again. In this world a meta had to be very wary. Yet he could be miles away in the blink of an eye. The problem was so could Superman. Barry was more than sure that if the authorities located him it would be the Man of Steel that would come after him.
Barry readied himself as he walked to the door after the persistent woman knocked a third time. Leaving her out there would get people wondering why he wouldn't answer. Questions were something to be avoided.
Melody smiled as she heard the door being unlocked. It had taken a lot of leg work to locate the one called The Flash, but he was needed. To most people a man that could at least match Superman in speed was a myth, but she and Karen were sure he really existed.
Barry cautiously opened the door, he was ready to move faster than the human eye could detect if need be. "Hello." he said as he openly ogled her chest. The outlines of her nipples clearly visible through her skimpy top.
Melody held up a computer floppy disk. It was the latest technology and coded. From what they knew about him, Barry was a bit of a techno genius. "It's coded using Matrix one one five. If you'll help I'll be in room 223 of the Ridgemont Motel."
Be non threatening and don't push Melody told herself. To get those prisoners out they were going to need the resistance. And the most powerful member they had at the moment was The Flash. But once he learned about Karen and who she truly was that would change. And he just might be more willing to come out from the shadows. With him and Karen teaming up they could hopefully negate Superman from the equation.
Up in the back woods of Maine, a young blonde twisted and turned as she looked at herself in the full length mirror on the back of her bedroom door. Using pictures she had made herself a bustier very similar to the one her sister had worn decades earlier. She would have liked to have had the time to make a pair of briefs like Diana's, but with current events she didn't have time.
As the two Amazon guardians slept through the dawn, Cassie made her plans to escape. The guardians would try to stop her. It was their job to protect her at all cost until it was safe for her to return home. Return to a home she had no memories of, as she was taken away as an infant.
The red bustier hugged her body like a second skin causing her D-cup boobs to look like they would pop free at any moment. The jeans she wore were almost as tight, hugging her nicely shaped ass that had garnered compliments from several of the local boys. And from some of their dads. Comments that her guardians wouldn't approve of, but she liked being told she had a nice ass. And she liked the way her long blonde hair was draping over her bare shoulders.
Cassie pulled the lock box out from under her bed, she had snapped the lock the night before after sneaking it out of the attic when one of her keepers was at work and the other went grocery shopping. The teen opened the box and pulled out the items that had been stored away just for her. A power belt, a tiara and a golden lasso. The bracelets she already had, though she never wore them when an outsider might see her. Living out in the middle of no where she had received training on blocking bullets. It and her fighting skills were something she had been taught for as long as she could remember. Now it was time to put what she had learned into action.
After putting on her accessories she eyed herself in the mirror once more. With her hands on her hips she stood tall, all 5'10" of her . She sucked in her gut and thrust out her chest as she twisted from side to side. "Tommy Jenkins is right. I am hot." she said softly to herself. The cutest boy in town had been telling her that for three years now and the thought crossed her mind that after this was over she might just take him up on his constant offers for a date, regardless of what her guardians would say. And secretly take him up on what comes after. When a girl is going to do it for the first time she might as well want a boy whose good. And if what she heard from the other girls around town was true, Tommy was very good. At least 9 inches and 20 minutes of very good.
Now she had to get to Metropolis. Fortunately she had heard old man Perkins was heading that way in his chopper to pick up a box of parts for a local factory that had to get here quickly. He had always told her that if she ever needed a ride somewhere he'd take her, and they could work out payment later. He wasn't one to give anything away for free. But Cassie was in a hurry.
Cassie quickly stored her costume in a suitcase with a map of the big city and some other clothes. She pulled on a T-shirt then a denim jacket. One of the things she hadn't learned yet was the spin change. She still had to change her clothes the old fashioned way. She put her hair in a ponytail and tied it with a pink scrunchie, then snuck out to the kitchen.
Cassie snuck out the back door and raced through the woods. She had to wait until the last moment just in case one of her guardians woke up, but she also had to be at old man Perkins' pasture before 6:30.
George Perkins was just about to take off when he spotted the hot little neighbor girl running across the field waving at him with one hand as she carried a suitcase in the other. And there was no mistaking from even a hundred yards away the teen wasn't wearing a bra under her T-shirt. He'd seen her in a bathing suit a few times and he knew she was stacked, but he'd never seen her running like that. Those bouncing boobs were almost mesmerizing. And they were more so the closer she got.
"You know this is a non stop to Metropolis." he said chuckling as she climbed in after placing her bag behind the seat.
"I know." the teen calmly replied loudly to be heard over the rotors as she fastened her seat belt, then reached out to pull the door closed. Mr. Perkins was a stickler for safety. Cassie next put on the headphones and moved the microphone in front of her mouth so they could talk and hear easier.
"You know your gonna have to pay for this ride too, don't you?" The 62 year old said laughingly as the chopper lifted off. And he knew her and her lesbian mothers didn't have a lot of cash. Cassie had a part time job tutoring middle school math and science, which didn't pay much.
"I got a hundred and fifty in my savings account, and I'll give you more."
"Sweetie. One fifty isn't even a good down payment. And one usually makes the down payment before the ride starts. Maybe I should just drop you off as we pass your place."
"No.I'll pay you I promise. I have to get to Metropolis."
George heard urgency in her tone. And that meant she was desperate. But just how desperate was she? Her moms were going to be mad as hell, and not just at her. He was going to catch a lot of shit form bringing her to Metropolis and he wanted her payment to reflect that.
"You and I are gonna get it good from your moms for this. There's no way you can pay me enough cash to take the trouble they're gonna give me. You don't have any real money. An express flight that far on a private chopper goes for over a thousand."
Cassie's jaw dropped and her eyes were wide open in shock. There was no way she could come up with that much cash. It would take months and months of her giving him all her tutoring money. "I'll find a way."
"There's your house. I'll just set her down."
Cassie's eyes were still wide open. She had to get to Metropolis. She had to help her sister, even if she really wasn't her sister. But she was. It was all confusing, But something deep inside was telling her she had to do something. Things were never going to get better until people stopped living in fear and did something.
Cassie had seen the way Mr. Perkins eyed her. She might be a virgin, but she wasn't that naïve. Just about every man in town had leered at her on one occasion or another, including Mr. Perkins. As they moved over the house and Mr. Perkins was ready to drop down Cassie blurted out the only thing she could think of to change his mind. "I'll.I'll show you my boobs." It was a shocker, even to her. She'd never flashed anyone. But drastic times call for drastic measures.
George looked out to the left and pretended to look down for a good spot to land so she wouldn't see his smile. A flash of boobs wasn't going to be nearly enough, but it was on heck of a starting point. He let the chopper hover as he looked at her with his best questioning expression. He waited a moment before countering. "You don't just show me. You take off your jacket and shirt for the whole flight down. That's the down payment. I get blow jobs when I want. And when you get home you have two weeks to make the final payment."
Cassie's eyes flew open again as her jaw dropped once more. Was he crazy? And just what was he expecting for final payment. "What?"
"I land right now or. You take your top off and sometime in the next couple of weeks.you'll have to sneak away 'cause your gonna be grounded for years for sneaking off like this.But when you get the chance within those few weeks, you and I are gonna have sex."
The guy was crazy. He was old, there was no way she wanted her first time to be with some old man. She wanted a good looking boy her own age. But then the other girls said it was no big deal to give head. "I can't.I'm a virgin." Sure she was ready to give it up, but she wasn't going to tell him that. "How 'bout a blowjob." Offer one, settle on a few she reasoned. Not whenever he wanted.
It was George's turn to be shocked. How could a 19 year old that was as hot as her not been bagged yet? But the tone of her voice seemed to indicate she was truthful. And he wasn't going to let her off. "Fine...Final offer. Say yes or I land." Cassie looked down the thousand or so feet to see her guardians outside looking up at them. "No top for the ride down and a blowjob every month until you let me fuck you. You don't get to hide your boobs and I get to feel them." Some times you just have to fully spell out your expectations. He couldn't have her sitting there topless with her arms folded across her chest. And there was no way he was going to leave out getting to squeeze those wondrous orbs.
Cassie's heart was racing. She had to help. To her own shame she cringed and said "Fine.Yes.Just get outta here." How humiliating she thought to herself. She was going to have to suck his dick until she let him fuck her, an Amazon's word is her bond or so she was taught. Well that made the desire to loose her virginity stronger. She'd date and screw Tommy Jenkins. Then she'd settle her debt with Mr. Perkins. Hopefully she'd only have to suck him off once or twice and be done with it. There was no way she would want to drag out this obligation. And letting him be her first was out of the question.
"And the first oral installment will be when we land in Metropolis." George stated as he pushed the stick forward. As they flew away George was almost laughing as the young girl first took off her head set, then her jacket and T-shirt.
A few miles further away and those boobs were even better than he imagined. Two perfectly shaped D cups topped with tiny pink areolas. The shamed girl stared out the side window. He could tell she was blushing. And the vibration from the rotors was making her tits jiggle delightfully. He'd like to have made her first blowjob during the flight, but that would have been too dangerous. It wasn't like they were in a car. Flying a chopper required greater concentration than driving.
Cassie felt great shame. A tear ran down her right cheek, and she jumped slightly as she felt a strong calloused hand grip her left tit, something she'd never experienced before. She would endure the same humiliation in silence several more times on the hours long flight. Mr. Perkins would reach over and grope her every so often, making it clear he was going to fully exercise the part about getting to touch her boobs.
"You sure you'll be fine?" Karen asked as she looked around. The Nazis patrolled the area around Mount Olympus closely with specialized equipment to look for unusual activity.
Mae in her power suit smiled behind her full face shield. A normal person would have been killed by the speeds Karen traveled to get her there as fast as she did. Once Constance had woken up Karen put on her white body suit again and ran faster than the eye could see to bring the girl still going by the name Hitomi all the way to Greece.
Mae stuffed her jeans and T-shirt into her bottomless pockets, then looked up the steep mountain side. "If you don't hear from me in a few hours then."
"Then I'll come back for you." Karen finished in a somber tone. The best way to show the world the resistance was stronger than what the Nazis would ever admit was with something so big the whole world would take notice. Or at least all of America. It was long overdue for America to stand up to the principles our founding fathers had stood up for centuries before. It was time for people to stand up and reject hate and prejudice. How can a country created to be free endorse slavery? Slavery based on religion, skin color, birth location or genetic mutations.
As Karen dashed back to Metropolis, Mae turned invisible and began scaling the steep mountain side. The hard route was the better route. She looked up the mountain, and even from this far away the area looked like it had been through one hell of a fight. The temple was in far worse shape than the one on O'tea was.
When she got to the summit, Mae looked over the railing to see a half dozen machine gun toting soldiers standing guard. Two others were looking at a screen showing strange patterns. All 8 men seemed on edge as they looked about. Were they detecting her? The two at the monitor would look at the screen, then in her direction.
There was only one way to answer her question. Mae stayed invisible as she quietly climbed over the railing and drew her sword. She tip toed clockwise around the area and the looks followed her. They were somehow detecting her.
As one of the men reached to what appeared to be the radio Mae leapt into action. She couldn't have them calling this in, not yet. Mae moved with lightning speed. The men had no idea who or what was attacking them. Blood sprayed out of large gashes, first the man reaching for the radio. Then the other man at the monitor. By the time the third man was dispatched the others were in a panic, shooting their machine guns all about the area.
Mae sighed as she stood amid the carnage after it was over. This was war, but killing still wasn't all that natural to her. Yet killing them would send a signal to Zeus. The enemy of my enemy and all that. And killing them would allow Zeus to show himself to her and her alone. "Cloak off. Face shield off."
"ZEUS..MINTARA SENDS HER REGARDS. I HAVE SEEN AND SPOKEN WITH YOUR COUSIN." Mae waited a few moments, then grinned when feeling a presence behind her. She composed herself before turning around, not wanting to look overly excited. She instead wanted to look all business.
As she turned she was a bit taken off guard. She had expected to see Zeus, but instead she it was Aphrodite standing there with a scowl on her face. "What kind of demon are you? And who is Mintara?"
Mae chuckled at the goddess' question and her curious expression. But it also looked like a lot of explaining was going to be needed, it seemed Aphrodite didn't even know who Zeus' cousin was. Mae looked the goddess in the eye and began her story. "I am a friend of Princess Diana of the Amazons...."
Karen Starr ran up the side of the hotel and inside her suite faster than the human eye could see. She stopped dead in her tracks and a smile formed on her face seeing the Scarlet Speedster, his face hidden behind his mask, sitting on the sofa looking at her. Then the realization he was actually ogling her set in. Faster than any human eye could have noticed the guy had undressed her with his eyes, staring at her crotch and her boobs.
"Staring is rude, and even you couldn't have enough power to do what your thinking." Karen grunted as she walked to the bedroom to change out of the tight fitting body suit. At least he didn't have x-ray vision she thought to herself. And the guy might be a bit of a letch, but they needed him. Any major attack on a Nazi controlled facility would have a greater social impact if he were involved. He might be a myth to most people due to Nazi propaganda, but if they pulled this off he could be world famous and become a rallying point for those wanting a return to freedom.
Barry chuckled as she walked past him, and the view from the back was just as impressive as from the front. She had a very nice toned ass with the bottom curves poking out as she calmly pranced by. Was she teasing him? She might have commented he wasn't up to the challenge, but he was more than willing to give it a try. From Melody's explanation that she and Karen went way back he had expected someone looking older. Yet Karen looked to be in her early 20s and had a killer body.
Barry opened the front of his red costume and pulled a small device from the pocket inside. A close friend, and an even better techno geek, had set him up with some great spy gear over the past few years. Gear he put to personal use a few times.
Barry sat with a big grin and looked at the small LED screen as the hot busty blonde walked over to the suitcase on a bench at the foot of the king sized bed. The camera he placed in the room would follow her every movement, as long as she moved at human speed. 'Wow.' he thought, and had to adjust his suit, as she slipped the body suit down over her shoulders and her DDDs popped free. He'd seen his share of boobs, but he'd never seen boobs that big that were that firm. They were almost perfect as they seemed to defy gravity. And her hairless mound was equally awesome.
"You know spying on women as they change is more than rude."
Barry was on his feet in the blink of an eye, even before the hot brunette wearing just a bathrobe and panties had finished whispering. "I.I.I." he stammered at the very attractive teen that somehow snuck up behind him as he sat on the sofa.
"Don't worry. I won't tell." Connie whispered. She chuckled, he was cute. Even if he was wearing a mask. And if he was going to spy on a woman changing her clothes he should really learn not to wear tight fitting pants. There was no way to hide his boner, a boner she figured had to be a good 8 inches or so. And what girl would give up the chance to flirt with a super hero? Or better yet, sleep with one.
He didn't seem to be the same Flash from their timeline, he seemed younger. He looked to still be a teenager himself, or at least in his early 20s. "So, your like the Flash from this parallel world?" Connie asked with a wicked and flirty grin as she openly checked him out just like he was doing to her. She twisted some of her long dark hair with her right hand and twisted slightly from side to side She bit her lower lip and ogled him back as she awaited her answer.
"Same world it seems, just a different timeline." Barry answered as if it were all easily understood. Spying a legal pad sitting on the desk off to the side Barry was holding it a fraction of a second later. As Connie looked confused he tried to explain it as simply as possible.
Barry held up the pad of lined paper so it was flat. Think of each sheet of paper as a parallel Earth. Each sheet has it's own set of changes like different rules of physics. Or like even the yellow sun wouldn't give Superman powers. Earth might be lifeless or the there might not even be humans. Or metas couldn't exist. Each line on the page represents different timelines for each of the worlds. We're from the same sheet of paper, just different lines."
"But now most of those lines have been wiped from existence. And the effects are reaching across the universe. Whole races have been wiped out. And the only ones who can straighten this mess out are you and the 3 heroines. But it has to be done before the damage becomes permanent."
Barry and Connie both turned to see a young black man wearing a strange looking armband standing over near the door to the bedroom where Connie had been sleeping. Both wondered the exact same things. Who the hell was he? And how the hell did he get there without them knowing?
President Alexander Luthor chuckled with evil delight as he heard the boot clicks on the patio outside the French doors of the oval office. He slowly turned his high back leather office chair around and watched the very confused looking teen blonde walk in. She had been showered and given back her costume, which had also been washed as well as pressed. The only change was now she was wearing a leather slave collar with a tracker chip, and she was given the limited ability to speak
Kara's eyes popped wide open and her jaw dropped as she realized just who was president. She had been ordered under the power of the golden lasso to fly to the White House and obey the orders of the Commander and Chief and those around him. When they were done with her she was to fly directly back to her prison.
This timeline had been a bit better to Lex than the one she was from. Besides being the most powerful man in the western hemisphere he still had a full head of red hair. He was the president, wearing expensive suits and seemingly liked by enough people to have been elected to this high position.
"Well, well, well. The description of you in the letters doesn't due you justice. And now that we have you, maybe we can find the one from this timeline." the president said laughingly as Kara walked over and knelt down at the president's feet.
"I am yours to command master." Kara softly said, as inside she was smoldering. She knew he wasn't the same insane murderous rapist from her timeline, but he was still Lex Luthor.
Kara kept her gaze down, and physically restrained herself as she felt the big 6'5" man's hands stroke her long blonde hair, then continue downwards to feel up her D-cup breasts through her tunic. "Let me explain a few things to you right now." Lex stated as he kneaded her tit flesh.
Kara cringed as he spoke and molested her. "You will be auctioned off in accordance with the law. You will be bought by the Nazi party. You and the one of you from this timeline will be mated with Superman. My scientists say there is a 97% chance the effects of the yellow sun will protect your offspring from any negative effects of closely related livestock breeding."
Kara slowly stood as Lex grabbed under her arms and applied pressure, seemingly implying he wanted her to stand. Kara took a deep breath and let it out slowly as the president lifted up her red mini skirt and took a close up look at her crotch area. It was a bit of a contradiction. He referred to her as live stock, but he was sexually assaulting her.
"You, and the other you, will be used to breed us a whole army of super people. Then, like in Europe, we will gain total control." Lex stated as he let the front of her dress fall back into position. Finally the Nazis on this side of the ocean would rule with as much power as those in Europe.
President Luthor, had ordered his staff to leave him alone in his office for this encounter. He stood up and walked around the pretty, though sad looking, teen. When he was behind her he raised the back of her skirt to check out her ass as well. She was about as perfect as any girl he'd ever seen. She stood about 5'8" or so and her body was tight. Her boobs and ass were firm. And her body was lean and toned.
Lex stepped back a few paces with a big grin. "Let's get a better look at what we'll be buying." he said with a bit of a chuckle.
"Yes sir Mister President." Kara replied without hesitation. Kara's face twitched as she struggled with her mind for control, but it was useless against the power of the lasso. She crossed her arms in front of her and grabbed the bottom of her tunic. She pulled the garment up over her head. Then discarded it and her cape while shaking out her long blonde hair as she pulled her head band off as well.
Lex stood back, looking on with a critical eye as the teen undressed. Could she really be as pretty and perfect as the letters had stated, not a single blemish. He had had a few Amazons during his political career, including Queen Drusilla. Yet somehow getting his mitts on this particular alien seemed just that much more exciting. Maybe it was because there was supposed to be just one of her, but then there was just one of those bird women as well. Or maybe it was because this one was so powerful that something special was needed to enjoy her.
He watched as she bent over at the waist and unzipped her knee high red boots. She slipped them off and tossed them to the side to rest on the floor near her tunic and cape. Lex wore a lecherous grin as she stood up and unbuckled her yellow belt,
"A-hem. Skirt first. Then the panties." Lex stated as she hooked both garments with her thumbs.
'Pervert in any timeline.' Kara said to herself as she complied. She slid the skirt down and kicked it away. She stood with a bored expression for a few moment, to let him get a good look, before sliding her panties down her nicely toned legs.
Kara stood up straight with her hands at her sides as Lex walked around her, examining her. "How old are you?" he asked as he eyed her hairless mound.
"19 sir, by best estimate Mr. President."
"I see." Lex said as he continued to visually inspect her. She was 19 but she could pass for a few years younger. It was always so hard to tell with girls her age for a man in his early 40s to tell anyway. Lex reached out with his right hand while behind her and cupped her butt. Firmer than it looked he mused. Then as he came around front he gave those perky D-cups with tiny pink areolas a similar inspection. And he had a similar thought. But he knew how to soften her up. Letters left just for him had told him exactly what to do with her. And having the last name Luthor was almost enough on it's own to have had him elected president.
The president walk over to his fine wooden desk and opened the top drawer on the right side. He pulled a small wooden box, about the size of a cigar box, out and placed it on his desk before closing the drawer. Kara felt the wave of weakness as soon as he flipped open the lid and the green stone was revealed. Inside the lead lined box was a nicely cut Kryptonite stone pendent. It was about 50 karats and had a gold setting.
Kara's face twitched again while she stood helplessly as Lex picked up the pendent, and the chain that held it, and stepped towards her. Her mind was screaming no as she let him place the chain around her neck and the green rock was left hanging loosely between her milky white breasts.
"Now while we wait for it to be effective enough, why don't you get back on your knees before your better." Lex snarled.
"Yes Mr. President." in her mind Kara was choking on her words. She knelt down and reached for the president's belt as he took off his suit jacket. Moments later he stood in a sleeveless T-shirt with his trousers and boxers down around his knees. Kara had her eyes clenched shut, trying not to think about what she was doing. She stroked his 10" snake with her left hand while massaging his big hairy nut sack with her right. Her lips were stretched around his big thick rod as her long blonde hair swayed with the rhythm of her efforts.
Lex amused himself, watching her naked white ass sway from side to side as she worked. He almost burst out laughing as she tried even harder after he snarled "You can take more than that!" when she was only stuffing 4 inches or so of him into her mouth.
A few tears streaked her cheeks as she repeatedly gagged herself on his big cock. A cock she knew from experience was going to hurt like hell. Her permanently virginal tight love hole had been subjected to invasion by Lex Luthor a few times in her short career. And a man his size had no business fucking a girl with a pussy that wasn't able to handle it. And never would be. Almost as thick as a Coke can and 10" long, his cock was monstrous. And was made for girls with more experienced pussies. Kind of like Connie.
Lex had the alien skank slobber up his tool and his nut sack for several minutes as the Kryptonite weakened her. He then had her stand up and bend over his desk.
Kara trembled as she found herself in a very familiar position. Bent over, her naked ass in the air. In front of probably her and her cousin's most dangerous adversary. 'By Rao, please not my ass.' the teen silently preyed as she felt Lex's hands on her hips.
Kara tried to prepare herself mentally for the world of hurt she was about to endure. Again. And for the embarrassing orgasms that it would also cause. The teen breathed a sigh of relief and looked straight ahead as she felt the tip of his cock start it's invasion of her maddeningly wet snatch. 'Why do I always get wet?' she asked herself. She was getting raped, and she found it humiliating that she always got wet.
"NNNNRRRGGGG." She gritted her teeth and grunted as Lex forced his way inside. 'Maybe it's just a side effect of the Kryptonite.' she thought to herself.
Lex grinned as he held her head up with a big handful of her blonde locks. He pulled her up high enough so her tits would swing freely as he repeatedly lunged forward, driving his cock deeper and deeper each time. He held her hair in is left hand as he raised his right into the air.
Kara's eyes shot wide open with the first hard spank. She let out a loud squeak, then softer ones with each humiliating slap of her ass. 'Frickin' bastard.' she thought as she could do nothing but take this degrading action. The power of the lasso compelled her to obey. If he wanted to spank her ass then there was no way to stop it. Kara gritted her teeth as his big painful cock was worked in deeper and deeper. Her legs trembled from the strain if his big cock stretching her tight pussy. And she cringed at the thought of what he might do as she saw her yellow belt on the floor. He was spanking her ass with his hand, would the bastard use a belt? Would he use her own belt?
Diana sat in silence, tears streaking her cheeks. A movie screen had been set up in her cell, along with a projector. As she sat on her cot, Steve Trevor beside her, his right arm around her and mauling her right breast. Her bustier lay on the floor and her left hand was stroking his cock as she was forced to watch history unfold.
All Diana could do was obey as she watched what had happened to her people. The 8mm footage without sound showed Steve Trevor standing on the bridge of the command ship and give the order. The film showed planes taking off from the carriers. And the battle ships erupting in a naval bombardment like those used to soften up the islands in the Pacific or the beaches of Normandy in her timeline.
The footage then showed Steve's transport landing on the beach and him walking ashore wearing a big prideful grin. The view panned around to show the destruction, nearly every tree on the island was gone. Smoke bellowed into the sky from where the city was located.
The next segment showed Steve surveying the damage as German and American troops carried wounded Amazons on stretchers. All around were the charred and decimated bodies of her Amazon sisters. The dead were everywhere. Some blown apart. Others half under huge chunks of stone or with wood fragments jutting out of their bodies like pins in a pin cushion. It was pure carnage.
Diana's face twitched as the camera was brought into what was left of the palace. Her mother lay with a big chuck of marble on top of her from the chest down. A big wooden shard through her neck. Dru with a big gash on her forehead laying next to her, and wasn't moving.
Diana watched as Steve, the murderous bastard, climbed the marble stairs to her mother's throne and he sat down on it. One of her Amazon sisters, it appeared to be one of the younger girls, was brought in with a golden lasso around her waist. She seemed to be injured, though not too badly. She had some blood on her forehead and she was limping. But she was in much better shape than most of the others.
As Dru was placed on a stretcher and carried away the young Amazon was stripped of her clothing. As she stood trembling a small group of soldiers ripped her tattered dress from her body. After her panties were ripped off she climbed the stairs and knelt in front of Steve.
Steve came all over Diana's hand and he squeezed her tit harder as the movie showed the young Amazon unzip his trousers and pull out his cock. Diana fumed inside as under the spell of the lasso the young girl was compelled to give the murderous bastard a blowjob, her first sexual act on a man. And the first of years of sexual acts the survivors would have to provide.
As the last of the film made a loud flapping sound going through the projector, General Trevor gave Diana's tit a firm squeeze. He then retracted his hand and commanded her. "Now clean up your mess with your tongue."
Chameleon sat at a table working on his time travel arm band and a small bracelet type device as one of his younger selves looked on. What he was up to was dangerous and delicate work, but he felt it was something that needed doing. "Are you sure about this? It could get you killed." the younger version asked with concern. But with the new upgrades his older self had been working on this move just might be possible along with some others.
The two identical looking young black men stared at each other for a few seconds before the older one calmly replied. "I have to. If they fail it's the end for everyone unless we can somehow stabilize the effects."
The older version had been pouring over calculations for days. His conclusion was the degradation wouldn't stay limited to this reality. It would spread like a blight in a forest, moving throughout all realities. It might even destroy all of creation. The Flash's jumps into alternate universes had opened a doorway for the effects of the heroines' time travel to spread. If this universe couldn't be stabilized all of creation would be extinguished.
"But doing what your planning is just crazy." the younger one whined. The White House had all kinds of technology to detect metas. Going there was probably the most dangerous place for any meta to be.
"If I can show him what this path leads to there might still be time to save this timeline. The multi verse will still be severely damaged, but it could be stabilized enough for life to continue." the older one said with a heavy sigh. He closed the access plate on his armband and set his small screwdriver down. Now he just needed to wait for the exact moment to act.
It was late Sunday morning as Aphrodite dropped Mae off back at the hotel suite, then just as quickly vanished. Mae didn't like it, but she had to accept Zeus' opinion. He felt the humans were a waste of life, devoid of morals and caring. They thought they were better than everyone else and had attacked Olympus. Thus, over Aphrodite's pleas as well, he decided the gods would not help. He and his gods would look into sealing up the portal access. Figuring with the progress of the Nazi science programs, the humans would soon attract the interest of a much more powerful adversary. One they had no hope in defeating, and Mae knew just what he was talking about. The Swarm would be on their way, if they weren't already. The Fates had told him enough to know the future of this timeline was doomed if things didn't change, and Zeus was more than willing to leave the human race to that fate. A fate he believed they deserved.
"I take it by the fast exit by whichever goddess that was, they said no?" Karen asked as she saw the dejected look on Mae's face, the teen still wearing just her bra and panties.
"They said we're not worth the effort." Mae grumbled as she walked towards one of the bedrooms to put some clothes on. From the corner of her eyes she could see the way the Flash was ogling her. Linda had always said he was a bit of a pervert. And though this version looked a bit different from the one in her timeline, it seemed some things were just the same.
While Karen turned to talk with another arrival, a young black haired girl wearing a slave collar, Connie leaned to the side and whispered to Barry who was still wearing his mask. "If that toy of yours has a record function I'm gonna shove it so far up your ass."
"It's off." Barry quickly answered begrudgingly as he glanced towards the bedroom door. She was small and had small tits. But she was super cute and had a nice perky butt. A butt he could envision sitting on his lap. The girl was barely 5 foot nothing. A girl that size a guy could have riding his hog while driving at the same time.
"You know what we need?" Karen asked the young dark haired girl.
"You sure about this mistress? If I get caught we're all in big trouble, especially you."
Karen made a sad face and reached out to hug the teen. Karen also noticed the way Barry was staring at the teen's ass. The girl was wearing skin tight jeans with holes where the back pockets were, holes showing a good amount of ass that way was the latest fashion trend. Holes that were big enough for Barry to see the girl was either wearing skimpy panties such as a thong, or no undies what so ever. In his mind he hoped it was the later.
Karen gave the perv a hard stare, which she didn't hold long. They needed him, and if anything he was just a few years older than she was making it a bit understandable he'd find her attractive. But the girl was basically family and like a niece to Karen. She was 19, but very naïve about men. It wasn't like she had much experience with boys. Meta slaves weren't exactly mingling out in society with normal humans. She hadn't actually had a date since she was accidentally found out. Though Karen or anyone else had never bothered to ask, it was assumed Vanessa was still a virgin.
Karen sighed, then stepped back. "Your part of the family. We all go together one way or the other."
It was a cruel twist of fate. When Vanessa was 16 she had routine blood work done and it came back with a shocker. She was a meta, something she had kept hidden for a few years. Her family had no choice but to sell her into slavery for fear of the alternative. An undisclosed and unclaimed meta can be sold by their parents to anyone after their 16th birthday before the age of 18. After that they become the property of the government and are sold at auction if another purpose isn't found for them. And by her parents selling her, her powers didn't need to be legally disclosed. Though there were some in congress who wanted that changed.
With their families being friends it was decided, as in most similar cases, that the Starr family would buy her. Vanessa had been their servant for going on 3 years now.
"Glug.glug.glug." The loud noises most likely couldn't be hard outside the small office. 62 year old George Perkins held to fistfuls of long blonde hair, pulling Cassie's face towards his crotch every second or so. The innocent teen had tears streaking her face and drool covering her chin and boobs. Her saliva was also dripping off his nut sack making him wish he had a camera with him. And that he also made her allowing pictures as part of the deal.
As the machine parts were being loaded and his chopper was being serviced and fueled he had borrowed the office inside the hanger. The cluttered office had a small oak desk and just enough room for him and Cassie to settle the down payment on her debt.
George got a little extra as he suggested the teen at least take off her jeans, unless she wanted to walk out of the office afterwards with drool and cum visible to the men working outside. And after Cassie had thought about it, it was bad enough the half dozen men knew what she was doing inside the office, she still didn't want them seeing any evidence of this humiliating activity when she exited.
George wore a big grin as he kept jamming all 6 inches down her throat. He wasn't as hard or big as he used to be, but having a teen blowing him was still a major thrill. A thrill he would like to enjoy for as long as possible, but time was money and there was a big cash bonus on the line if he got the much needed parts to the factory by 5 in the afternoon.
Cassie's eyes shot wide open and her hands flailed about as she realized just what was happening. There was total shock in her expression as George laughed at her and came in her mouth. He had pulled her towards himself harder and held her their by her hair, forcing her to allow even more humiliation. Other girls had mentioned this, but it happening to her without warning was a big shocker.
Cassie quickly went over the stories of her girlfriends about such matters. It seemed that all of them at one time or another had a guy cum in their mouths. Some of them even admitting to liking the taste. Cassie questioned her reaction as to whether she truly did find it distasteful, or was she just unready for him to cum. Either way, was her reaction not very Amazon like? After all an Amazon should be ready for anything. Right? And if she should be ready to face an enemy with guns and swords doesn't a cock and some cum seem kind of petty?
But Cassie couldn't help the look of total shock as George released her hair and stepped back. As she gasped for breath her face still held the shocked expression, and her mouth was still wide open with the cum dripping out to drip down onto her magnificent tits.
George chuckled as the teen seemed frozen by the experience. He had his pants back up and his belt buckled as the girl just knelt there, wide eyed with a mouthful of cum. "You might want to get dressed and get going. I thought you were in a hurry." he said laughingly as he reached for the door knob.
Cassie's shock grew even more as George calmly walked out of the office, leaving the door wide open. The few men outside stopped in their tracks and wore gleeful expressions as they stared at her. As the men laughed, Cassie jumped to her feet. She used her left arm to cover her boobs and her right to close the door. Cassie made a sour face as she swallowed the slightly salty goo.
George's old friend, the manager at this small air port, slapped him on the back and laughed. "I'll make sure I save the tape from the security camera in there for ya." he laughed.
George stopped in his tracks and looked back at the closed office door. He chuckled himself at the unexpected bonus.
Far out in space a small ship raced towards Earth with just two occupants inside. The young looking and attractive blue skinned and green haired girl had her back arched and was looking at the ceiling as she rode Lucas Matrel's big green foot long cock. With nothing else worth doing it seemed a good way to kill the time. And having been cooped up for so long with just each other they were both so horny they couldn't take it any longer.
In many ways she took after her mother, but her sex drive was dead on from her father's side. She desired sex on almost a daily basis. The longer she went without, the stronger those feelings came. After 20 days cooped up on a small ship with just her brother she couldn't hold herself back any longer, and neither could he. They had just about ripped the clothes off each other.
Lucas had been longing for this since even before she first informed him she was his sister, she was exotic and beautiful. And he wasn't about to let it end too soon. He also was going to enjoy her body as much as possible, he may never get this chance again. His big green hands massaged her C-cup breasts as he tried to split his focus. "And tell me again why we should be finding this backwater world?" The knowledge of the world coming from an old Kryptonian data base.
T'mae had always told herself she'd never let this happen, but at the moment she could think of nothing she wanted more. She'd like to think she had enough inner strength not to enjoy having sex with her brother, that she was just doing it to kill time. But after 20+ orgasms it would be impossible to lie even to herself.
"It goes.like this.. Mmmm. . Mom shouldn't.. be empress.. Our father... should be dead.. And i.. wasn't born.. " T'mae also found the benefit in occupying Lucas' mind. Keeping his mind busy would keep him from blowing his load sooner which meant more orgasms for her. And killed more time. "The whole. known universe. is wrong.. Everything. is wrong. mmm."
The whole notion that everything he knew was out of whack and worlds that should be thriving were now dead was mind blowing. But his own ship's sensors told him she was indeed his father's daughter, making him wonder about everything else she was spewing. But it was still one giant leap to insisting this fairly unknown world called Earth was the epicenter of the changes. The strange part of it was that no matter what they did it wouldn't change a thing from their perspective. Everything would continue forward. But T'mae was for some reason insistent that if they did nothing all of creation would eventually be undone. He had been around for over 2700 years and seen a lot. But could all of creation truly be undone by some temporal tampering across the universe? In theory, yes. But reality was a far cry from theory. And it would take some kind of drastic event that had effected multiple worlds.
T'mae picked up her pace feeling another orgasm building. She clenched her eyes shut, unable to put the effort into speaking coherently. She bit her lower lip as her breathing became more ragged. And her mind couldn't get past that O'tea had been over run by the Swarm. That a large swath of their galaxy had been over run by the creatures and that it took her a good 4 years to narrow things down to Earth being the problem. A problem that had cost trillions of lives. The final clue being her namesake and Lord Zeus never coming to visit. It was supposed to be Zeus and the others who a year earlier should have sealed the portal the Swarm used to invade the dying home world. Instead O'tea was now a Swarm power base.
Lucas's eyes shot open. He quickly and forcible threw his sister off of him and the bed. As she shuddered with a powerful orgasm he had gone over the edge himself. It wasn't exactly a good idea to bag one's own sister, but cumming inside her was extremely bad. Even to his people.
Lucas was gasping for air himself as he quickly straddled his sister's waist and started frantically stroking himself. He grinned as T'mae's hands quickly replaced his on his aching cock. With a long loud groan his body stiffened and his back arched.
A few moments later Lucas opened his eyes and slowed his breathing. His sister was still slowly stroking his cum slicked cock. He chuckled and looked down to see her giggling back at him. Her face, hair and perky boobs covered with a thick glazing. "Tell me again why we waited years to do this?"
Again, T'mae would like to lie to herself. The trip home was going to be just as long as the trip to Earth. And it was very much in her nature to surrender easier to a man each time. That particular part of her sex drive coming from her mother's side. T'mae knew she'd give in to her brother easier the next time. And even easier after that. Once they got back home she'd have no choice but to go far away for a very long time, to let her sex drive reset as far as he was concerned or they'd be doing this daily for the rest of her life. Daily sex was great, not with her brother though.
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