Girls' Night Out

Girl's Night Out

Chapter 7: A Special Guest

Written and Edited by R.S.

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“Are you nice and comfy?” asked Lasso Girl.

After Superman’s latest crushing losses to the diabolical villainess and her henchwomen, she had ordered Tangle and Lace to move him back to the room he had been in previously. Lace had tied his hands behind his back with kryptonite rope, but he was not tied down to the chair this time.

“You can’t actually believe you’re going to get away with this,” said Superman. He pulled with as much might as he could muster, but the evil kryptonite laced bindings kept him too weak.

“I’ve already gotten away with it twice now haven’t I? Defeating you has proved quite an easy task for us. But maybe you’re right. I have been very bad.” Lasso Girl bent over in front of the bound hero. “Wanna give me a spanking?” she smiled, patting her shapely ass. “To be honest with you though, my colleagues and I are thinking of possibly expanding our operations outside of Metropolis. We might even be getting a new recruit or two. Doesn’t that sound exciting?”

Superman ignored her. “What have you been doing to Supergirl?” It had been almost two days since he had seen her last. The villains had made sure to keep them separated, and he wanted to know why.

“Nothing you need to concern yourself with.”

“You’d better not hurt her!”

“Hurt her?” laughed Lasso Girl. “Well, I guess it would depend on your definition of ‘hurt’. But like I said, don’t worry about that right now. There are far more important matters at hand. I have special surprise for you. Or should I say a special guest, and she is just dying to spend some time with you.”

Just then, a stunning, scantily clad red head entered the room. “Isn’t that right, Poison Ivy?”

“Absolutely, and I want to thank you again for inviting me over to play with your new toy.”

“Don’t mention it,” said Lasso Girl as she made her way to the door. “You two play nice now.”

Poison Ivy placed her hands on her curvy hips as sly grin crept across her face. “Well, well, I wouldn’t have believed it if I weren’t standing here. The great Superman all tied up with no place to go.”

“If you aide me in escaping, I can make sure the authorities take it easy on you. You don’t have to do this, Ivy”

“Oh, I know I don’t have to, silly. I want to. Do you know why?” the sultry vixen seated herself on Superman’s lap. God, she smelled great, he couldn’t help but think. Like the finest most exotic scented flowers on earth. “It’s because I love making men do whatever I want, and I can think of no greater conquest than making the most powerful man on earth submit to my control.”

Ivy gently caressed Superman’s face. Even her touch was somehow intoxicating. “You’d like that wouldn’t you?”

“Yes,” Superman slowly answered, against his better judgment.

“Good boy. Now, get on your knees for me.”

The super-hero once again found himself obeying her words. For some reason, he felt compelled to do so.

The villainess lifted up her short leafy, green skirt. She wasn’t wearing any underwear.
“Lick me,” she ordered.

Superman obediently obliged as he began licking her fragrant pussy. Ivy’s moans were like music to his hears as he dutifully pleasured her. In the back of his mind, he knew what he was doing was wrong, but he continued anyway.

“Mmmm…that feels great, lover.” She ran her fingers through his hair and gently pushed his face closer to her dripping slit. “You’re doing a fine job.”

Her words of encouragement made Superman feel warm and fuzzy inside. He was shocked and at a loss as to why it felt good just to follow and listen to her sultry, soothing voice. After a few more moments, the hero felt her warm nectar spray into his open mouth. He eagerly lapped it up, only stopping when he was instructed to lie down on his back.

Poison Ivy stood proudly over him for a moment just gazing down. Seeing a hero of Superman’s caliber drinking her juices had only further aroused her. “Hmm, y’know I’ve always thought that your nickname ‘Man of Steel’ was fascinating. Since you did so well a moment ago, let’s just see if you live up to it.”

Superman felt her soft hand wrap around his shaft and begin to stroke it. In no time at all she had him fully erect. Next, she lifted her skirt and impaled herself on his rod. The beautiful seductress began riding him, slowly at first then with an increased urgency.

“Oh, your rock hard cock feels soo good inside of me. You fill me up like no other man has.”

He tried to fight her and the sensations he was experiencing, but it was no use. Before long his moans were mixed with hers. Superman thrust his hips upwards, pumping his dick into her tight pussy. The feeling was incredible, and he’d never felt such pleasure. He stole a glance at her face- her green lips were parted in ecstasy and her eyes closed.

Eventually, the pressure began building up first in his balls then to the base of his dick. It would not be denied. Superman climaxed explosively inside her, their combined cries echoing throughout the room. She continued fucking him even then, making sure the moment lasted as long as possible.

Once she finished, she rose up off his waning manhood, giving it one last playful squeeze. “I sincerely hope we can do this again sometime,” Ivy said before leaving the room. Superman, now completely exhausted, remained on the floor and closed his eyes. Secretly, he hoped there would be a next time as well.

The most troubling thing plaguing his mind at the moment though was that his questions still had not been answered, and he wondered with dread what his alluring captors had planned for the near future. What nefarious plots had Lasso Girl’s team set into motion that she had only hinted at earlier?

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End of Chapter 7

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Author's Note

I'm thinking of slightly changing the format of the story from here on. Not too much but adding more of a 'storyline'. As always, feel free to leave feedback or comments in the reviews or you can email me.