A New Order

CHAPTER TWELVE: THE BEST LAID PLANS





BATMAN and Kal-El could sense their luck turning. First they'd managed to escape after Batman's exhortations had finally persuaded Superman to unfasten the bindings holding him to the chair.

Next they'd found Electra alone and then the Batcar was discovered parked fortuitously in the garage of Suprema's lair.

The duo felt almost exultant as Batman gunned the car along the road with Electra perched on Superman's lap his giant arms wrapped around her.

Just once she tried to wiggle her backside provocatively into his groin hoping her sexual powers might have some effect.

"Stop it," barked Superman firmly and she let out a defeated sigh.

She hated the feeling of not being in control - detested the way the two Superheroes were now telling her what to do.

Even worse had been the pair's pathetic insistence that they placed the body of Robin in the boot of the car so they could give him a proper burial. To her the Boy Wonder had been no more than Supergirl's useless little fuck.

She longed for Kara to appear in front of them so she could again teach them both a well-deserved lesson. Teach them to obey.

But her hopes were dashed as the car rounded a bend and the door of the Batcave slid open before them.

"Home," said Batman with satisfaction as he drove inside and cut the engine.

"Electra," closed her eyes with despair as they came to a halt.

But she opened them a second later as a familiar voice echoed round the room.

"Well hello there," purred Suprema. "What took you so long?"

She was leaning arrogantly on the Batcave's central console with her arms folded and a huge grin on her face.

Before Batman or Kal-El could reply another voice came from the other side.

"Oh my, my, my," cooed Kara. "We have been naughty boys haven't we?"

Superman turned in his seat only for Kara's iron fist to slam into his face before he'd even caught sight of her.

His head snapped backwards and his arms fell from Suprema. She leapt from the car with a delighted yelp as Kara sent another blow cannoning into Superman's jaw.

The Man of Steel fell sideways into Batman with a crunch. Kara began to walk languidly around the front of the car while Batman heaved at his partner's body trying to free himself.

Her black skirt rose up across her thighs as she rounded the bonnet her eyes fixed on Batman.

The Dark Knight finally managed to push Kal-El off him and leapt from the seat.

But just as his feet hit the ground Kara sent a lightning-fast punch into his gut doubling him in two.

Her hand caught his throat as he fell and she hauled him upright with contemptuous ease.

"Bad, bad boy," she said in a sing-song voice shaking her head slowly from side to side.

Kara delivered a brutal karate chop to his abdomen making his body shudder letting him drop to his feet on all fours.

His vision was filled with the sight of Supergirl's two black boots as he panted for breath.

"Tell me Electra," she asked as she stood imperiously over the Caped Crusader. "Did he lay as much as one of his filthy fingers on you?"

"Oh yes," purred Electra wickedly. "More than one."

"Now that's very, very naughty Batman. I'm so disappointed in you. Looks like you're going to have to be punished."

Kara drew her leg back and let it rest there for a second before slamming the point of her boot into Batman's face.

The impact threw his body into the air and sent it crashing back against the wall with a thud. He sat crumpled his arms splayed out.

Kara looked over at Superman sneering. He was slumped in the seat his head resting to one side and a thin trickle of blood coming from his mouth.

"I hope you're watching Superslut," she crowed. "Because you're next."

Suprema and Electra grinned. They had watched Kara's brutal demonstration impassively yet inwardly thrilled at Batman and Kal-El's latest humiliation.

"Electra," said Supergirl. "I think it's time Batman showed you just how sorry he is."

Electra smiled and strolled over to Batman's prone body.

She raised her arm and let her finger point down to her feet.

"Lick," she said softly. "Lick my boots."

Batman groaned but didn't move.

"Lick," ordered Kara menacingly. "Lick her boots."

Painfully his sides aching from Supergirl's blows Batman hauled himself onto all fours before Electra.

"Lick doggie," smiled the villainess.

Batman lowered his head and began running his tongue over the soft leather.

Electra folded her arms in satisfaction.

"There's a good boy," she grinned.

Kara watched for a few seconds and then turned her attention to Superman. He was just beginning to stir as she approached him.

His face hurt like hell from Supergirl's blows. He had no idea where she was getting her strength from but he'd never experienced such power or savagery.

Kara leaned in and wrapped her fingers around the giant S on Superman's costume.

She swore she heard him emit a slight whimper as she hauled him from the car and held him in the air with his toes just touching the ground.

"I thought I'd taught you to never, ever defy me," she said gazing up into his face. "I should do to you what I did to Robin. Yet something tells me you'd probably be a worse fuck then even he was - if that's possible."

Superman could hear Suprema laughing to herself at Kara's taunts. He could also make out Electra purring happily as Batman lapped obediently at her feet.

He so badly wanted to hammer his fist into Kara's mocking face but knew he was helpless against her at the moment. She was somehow just too strong.

As if reading his thoughts Supergirl demonstrated her superiority by ramming her fist into his abdomen.

He cried in pain and writhed in her grasp as her fist sank into his muscles.

Kara's smiling expression never altered as she threw another punch into exactly the same spot.

"That's it Superman - scream," she beamed. "I love that sound."

Another punch elicited a howl from him and Kara finally let him fall to the floor. He curled up in a ball clutching his side.

"You didn't really think you could escape did you Superslut?" said Kara contemptuously. "Didn't you realise I knew exactly what you and Batshit would do? And I knew exactly where you'd come.

"I thought you'd have learnt by now us women are far superior to you in both body and mind. You're nothing but a weak, stupid man."

She paused for a minute and then added: "But there is perhaps one function you could perform. Even in your present pitiful state."

Kara kicked him in the side and he rolled over onto his back. She stood over him her legs either side of his head. Superman looked up at her magnificent legs, black-clad body and golden hair and felt a mixture of fear and awe.

Supergirl slowly lowered herself onto him and whispered: "Pleasure me."

Her skirt blocked out the light as she sank to her knees on his face. He could feel her mound through her black panties.

"Pleasure me, slut," she hissed as her legs pressed against his ears.

Superman began mouthing Kara - his jaws opening and closing and his tongue lapping against her.

She tightened her grip on his head and moaned.

"Faster," she ordered. "More."

Superman could hardly breath as Kara pressed herself with relish into his face.

"Ohhhhhhh," she gasped throwing her head back and writhing on top of him.

"Come on bitch," she cried.

Suprema watched the scene with undisguised relish. On one side of the Batcave the Caped Crusader was obediently licking every inch of Electra's leather boots while on the other Kara was forcing a submissive Superman to eat her.

She knew she was close to achieving her dream - the total subjugation of the two Superheroes.

"What a wonderful, wonderful sight," she said softly to herself.

Seconds later Supergirl gave out a long cry as she orgasmed. Her legs clamped tight on Superman and she ground herself into him.

She could feel him choking under her but she kept the hold tight until his body went limp as his eyes closed and he sank into unconsciousness.

As he did so Electra gave Batman a kick to the face making him grunt.

"That's enough doggie," she said.

Kara lifted herself off her cousin and wandered over.

"Electra," she said laughing. "Don't you know not to abuse dumb animals."

She paused for a second and then added: "That's my job."

Batman's head lurched into the air as Kara's boot connected with his face. His body hung for a moment and then crashed to the floor on its front.

He was out cold even before his head connected with the concrete.