Girl Power

CHAPTER TWO: MEET THE NEW BOSS SUPERMAN didn't see Kara again that day. Nor the next or the one after that. To add to his troubles he was feeling increasingly weary at the end of each day. It was as though his crimefighting efforts were beginning to sap more and more of his strength. Perhaps the mental strain of his worries over Supergirl were starting to tell on him. He certainly wasn't himself - and he knew it as he stepped out to answer the latest emergency call. Word had come in arch-villainesses Huntress and Vixen were planning another diamond heist at an upmarket premises over on the East Side - not far from where Robin had been set upon. The thought occoured to Superman that maybe the pair had had something to do with Boy Wonder's ordeal. If he could put them out of action tonight then it would be well worth it. His luck was in. As he arrived at the location and scanned the building with his X-ray vision he caught the unmistakable sight of the evil pair filling two bags with jewellery. They were both dressed in their trademark body-hugging Lycra catsuits and grinning to one other as they examined their booty. With one leap Superman crashed through the window somersaulting in the air to land on his feet. "Put the bags down ladies," he ordered. "Your game's up." "Well, well," grinned Huntress seemingly unsurprised by his entrance. "If it isn't Supershit." "How lovely," added Vixen brightly. "He can give us a hand carrying some of this." "I said put the bags down," repeated the Man Of Steel this time even more firmly. "I'd rather they didn't," said a familiar voice from behind. Kal-El wheeled to see Supergirl standing confidently before him. In was unmistakably Kara but in place of her usual red and blue costume was a new outfit. She had on an extremely short black shiny skirt with a matching top. A gold S glowed on her chest and her dark leather boots now sported stiletto heels and vicious steel tips. Everything she wore seemed tighter than previously and perfectly cut to accentuate her powerful young physique. "Kara," said Superman shocked. "What are you doing here? And the costume?" "Like it Supes?" she said brightly. "Sexy isn't it? I was waiting here just hoping a big dumb Superhero would pass by so I could give him a look at it. And as luck would have it the biggest and dumbest just flew in." Huntress and Vixen shrieked with laughter at her arrogant taunts. Superman felt like smashing their guffaws back down their throats but knew he had to deal with Supergirl first - or whatever had become of the Supergirl he used to know. "Look Kara," he said. "Why don't you go home and we'll talk later. I'll deal with these two and then we can iron all this out." "You're dealing with no-one," shot back Supergirl. "This time Supershit it's you who's going to be dealt with. The way I should have dealt with you years ago." "Look Kara," said Superman as she advanced towards him menacingly. "Don't do this. I don't want to hurt you." "Don't worry," she smiled. "You won't." Superman stepped back slightly and raised his hands ready to ward her off as she bore down on him. "Stupid mistake," beamed Kara in a sing-song voice as she hammered her right fist into his midriff. Superman almost doubled up as the wind was taken out of him by the force of the blow. He couldn't believe how hard she'd hit him or the effect it had had. Supergirl grinned and sent another blow sailing into his abdomen. "Mmmmpppphhhhhhh," he spluttered as again his body shook with the impact. What was wrong with him, he wondered. It was as though his superstrength had been sapped while Kara had somehow gained in power. He had to fight back - loathe as he was to hit a woman. The Man Of Steel steadied himself and threw a punch at the advancing girl. She dodged it easily and replied with her own piledriver straight into his face. Superman's head rocked back and then shot forward again as Supergirl connected with a right to his stomach. He threw a desparate punch at her face but she merely rocked back and it sailed through thin air making him stagger to one side. Kara took the opportunity to unleash a barrage of blows into his biceps. She could hardly contain her excitement as she felt the great Superman's muscles subside beneath her fists like jelly. He reeled back his arms hanging limply by his sides and his mouth starting to hang open. Supergirl sent another blow into his stomach but this time with much less force. She knew she'd won and wanted him awake while she savoured her victory. The punch still had the desired effect. Superman's body arched forward as though he'd been split in two allowing Kara to grab his shoulders in both hands. She held him there exultantly flexing her fingers into his shoulder blades. Superman screamed in agony as she pumelled his nerves and tendons. Kara tossed her head back and laughed manouevering his giant body at will around the room inflicting ever more punishment as she went. "God that feels good," she announced. "So, so good." Superman tried to raise his arms to grab hold of his assailant but Kara's pounding had drained all the energy out of them. He'd never felt so helpless or endured such pain in his entire life. She watched his feeble efforts with supreme pleasure. "You're pathetic Supershit," she sneered. "I could kill you right now if I chose." "Don't do that dear," said Huntress casually. "He'll be so much more fun alive." Superman had forgotten all about the two villainesses as he'd vainly tried to stave of Supergirl's attack. What had supposed to have been hos moment of triumph in capturing the evil pair had turned into a night of utter humiliation. Huntress strode over and ran her hand idly up Superman's stooped back before looking Kara in the eye with an affectionate smile. "Can't you just imagine the joy you'll feel when the world sees Superman grovelling at your feet?" she said. "His weak, puny body totally in thrall to your power." "Of course," Kara smiled back. "But first let me cause him some more pain." "Be my guest," beamed Huntress. "We all enjoy seeing him suffer." Kara lowered her head gleefully and took a deep, satisfied breath. Then she powered her knee into Superman's chest - once, twice, three, four times. The noise thudded round the room as each blow connected and Superman's giant body shook from the force. Even Huntress and Vixen were astounded by the ferocity of the assault. Supergirl let go of Kal-El's shoulders and he fell to the floor unconscious. "What a wonderful sight," breathed Vixen almost orgasmically. "Ohhhhhhhhh my." Huntress draped her arm over Supergirl's shoulder and squeezed tightly. "Wonderful my dear," she said. "Just wonderful."