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Black Trilogy	By : LostChris Category: DC Verse Comics > Marvel Family Views: 12263 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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            Kara Zor-El, Kara to her friends, the new Supergirl to the world, sailed through the spires of Metropolis, protecting the city as best she could until Kal returned from where ever he had gone. She had been very jumpy as of late, what with the rampage that Black Adam had undertaking in the Asian countries against those who had plotted against him and the disappearance of a number of people in the hero community things were not right with her adopted home.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of an alarm below, taking a closer look she found that it was coming from a jewellery store so she flew down, entering the premises to find a masked robber holding up the place. She had to admit that it was a little anti-climatic as she easily disarmed him with her super speed and lifted him off the floor, planning on giving the petty thief a piece of her mind she reach up to removed his balaclava to find the smiling visage of the Joker underneath.
“Hello blue eyes!”
The Jokers hand rose up and he blew some sort of powder into her face, Kara dropping him as she staggered away, the stuff hurting her eyes and starting to choke her, she tried to move to take out the Joker quickly before whatever he’d dosed her with took full effect, but the stuff was far to potent as she dropped to the ground wheezing and blind, her body convulsed, rocking on the floor before she fell chokingly unconscious.
“And I did it, My Way, hah hahahahaha.”
No one there would live to tell of the Supergirls fate.
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            Kara could feel herself being shaken awake and her eyes fluttered open to the bright blurry world around her. The shaking slowed then stopped as her blue eyes took in those around her, finding herself on a beach surrounded by other women in costume. The young woman know as Mary Marvel in her white miniskirt uniform was the one that had roused her, another teenager stood beside her dressed in goth clothes that she didn’t recognise. A bit away from them she could see the green Miss Martian helping a groggy black woman she thought called herself Vixen to her feet, it was as her eyes scanned further that they grew wide with shock as a number of equally as groggy female super villains were pulling themselves to their feet. She turned her head to look at Mary.
“What is going on?”
“We’ll that’s just great, she was well worth waking up.”
Mary tried her best to remain calm, she had already had this conversation before with the uppity goth and her snarky remarks but she tried to reign in her frustration, focusing on Supergirl.
“As I told young miss Lori Zechlin here before she started threatened me I have no idea, we got snatched, either by the Joker like me or one of those lot over there like Miss Martian and when we woke up, here we were.”
It was at this point that one of the other women on the beach, the villainess known as Cheetah, joined in the conversation with a shout of fury.
“That fucking Joker, he screwed us too, we’ve got to get out of here before he comes.”
Kara was about to ask who comes, or at the very least punch one of the criminals to make herself feel better when a man’s voice from above answered.
“And what a lovely sight we have here!”
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It was an ever dwindling moment of lucidity, a moment bereft of violence and rutting, the candle flickered to life and Adam looked down at what remained of the general, the last conspirator, an unremarkable stain on his fingers. He looked for something to wipe his hands with while he took in his surroundings, where was he now, he could see Karen, his companion was continually lost to whatever had corrupted them, she was busy crushing someone with her foot, too distracted with her lust for blood to influence his thinking yet. He had to get home, no matter his condition he had to return to his people. His revenge it seems was done, a wipe of his hands and it was through, now to move on to whatever awaited next. He took to the sky, a mad dash while he had the wit to know what he was doing, Karen close behind, he had no doubt she would douse his thoughts soon enough so he made what headway he could while he was sane.
Land, green and brown, broken by buildings marring the world, a blurred country lost as he sweep out of it and into open water.
He looked down at the sweeping ocean and thought, in no small part to the nudging of the voice in his head, of the last time he had been over the sea, his eyes drifting to the woman beside him. He very nearly stopped then and there, thoughts of taking her as they flew dancing across his mind when he sensed something nearby, another nudge, growing into a mad tug, seeing him changing course slightly as the two flew toward a small island.
His godly senses where an overwhelming thing at times, input coming in from all directions, in a populated area it was almost as much a detriment as it was an aid. Out in the middle of the nowhere that he found himself the heartbeats where a dinner call to his maddening mind.
What he found below him pleased him greatly, he had been thinking about finding more super heroines, a voice forever nudging him to find strong flesh, Karen had been satisfying him greatly but even a superwoman was but one pussy, he no longer saw a reason to limit himself and here he found a group of them just waiting to satisfy his needs.
He took a moment to assess his options, a number of those teen titans were there, a young version of his Karen, old acquaintance Mary Marvel and the Martian girl along with the dark skinned hero from the JLA who could take on any animals powers. Two maybe three of them may prove capable of being made to submit.
He didn’t even register that the voice that said that last part was even his anymore as his eyes shifted to the others, Cheetah, Killer Frost and the alien Fatality, weaklings from his secret society days, in his mind he doubted that they would live for long were he to test them. It was then that Cheetah mentioned Jokers name again and Adam had his answer on whom to thank for these little presents.

            All eyes turned at the sound of his voice, no one on the planet with any power didn’t know who he was and what he had done as of late and some had a very real burning hate for the blood of a number of the friends on his hands. Adam’s eyes shifted to the villains at the back, he could tell that at least some of them intended to run and Cheetah’s hushed voice to the other two confirmed it.
“We should never have joined Luthor and Jokers stupid injustice league, but when the little heroes attack him we’ll make a break for it and slit their fucking throats.”
Adam smiled, super hearing was very entertaining at times, however his smile only provoked the young heroes as the Martian and Kryptonian leap into the sky for the attack. Always one to meet ferocity with ferocity Adam shot towards them while Power Girl held back, waiting for orders from her dark voice, or just the inclination to have some fun.
As the two women sought to close on him Adam concentrated on Mary Marvel first as he cut between the first two, realising at the last moment by her lack of action she was in fact powerless, just a girl in a costume. He rammed into her, driving her back down and slamming her into the sand below, the two would-be devastating impacts leaving her stunned and out of the fight she was never really going to be a part of, impaled head first in the sand even though he’d held back all of his power at the last moment.
He shot forward across the beach at this point, deciding to deal with the fleeing villainesses first, killer frost made the first mistake, choosing to stand her ground and fight. Adam lost sight of her appealing pale body as he smashed through the ice blast’s and frozen walls she created before her, not slowing in the least, not even when he smashed through the last wall and through her, her frozen body shattering under impact and scattering across the sand. A moment’s regret, lost just as fast at the sight of the other two, toned bodies calling to him, Cheetah and Fatality, seeing their fellow villainesses grisly death knew they had no choice but to fight and turned as well, Cheetah leaping at him.
Adam matched her magical super speed with his own, along with his superior strength as a meaty fist made contact with her face and as he held nothing back her head simply exploded in a shower of gore, her claws barely touching him, weakened by Luthor and the Joker and too used to easier and more forgiving prey.
Annoyed at the waste his rushed attacks on weakened prey were causing he tried to hold back on the last one, Fatality thus proved to be a greater challenge than he expected. Landing before her in a shower of gore the two exchanging blows, the hunter dodging and deflecting his careful strikes while striking at him with controlled blows and while it was clear she typically fought with some sort of weapon to his warrior eye she was doing well against him, demonstrating an impressive strength and technique as he played with her, her strikes doing nothing ultimately.
The others had stopped after the initial attack, the heroes held to inaction by concern for life, stopping them from doing the obvious thing of attacking, instead checking on their fallen comrade Mary and in that short time two of their number, the Joker’s little sacrifices, were already dead. It was the Martian that refocused the fastest, no doubt due the psychic deathscreams of the villainesses, she charged him alone, determined that there would be no more death.
Flying close across the beach, coming up behind him she spun in the air, adding further momentum to her attack as she levelled a kick at his head. Adam, lifetimes of battle experiences contained in his mind demonstrate his fighting awareness and blinding speed, his right arm pulling up, forearm blocking Fatalities latest blow, his arm kept going around as he spun, his hand closing around a green ankle of Megan’s as he caught her leg in midair, twisting the strike to the side. Grip tightening, his feet shifting in the sand as he twisted, he yanked her leg and body up, waving her through the air like a child’s toy over his head, bringing her down to smash into a surprised Fatality. Bodies rocked with kinetic release, limits passed as they slammed into the sand, unconscious from the impact they were alive but out of the fight as Adam turned to face down the two women that now charged at him.
The human woman, for all the beasts she could imitate was no real threat, it was the Krytonian that would be the challenge as he focused on her, his mind slowing the moment as he prepared. It was at this point he felt it, a tug on his magic and he realised that he’d made a mistake by completely dismissing the teenager in dark clothing. His mind registered and assessed the threat, immediately recognising her as the greatest power and danger because of what she was capable off, an energy leach. She sort to steal his power, given sufficient time she could, she would make him Teth Adam again and with the other two attacking she would have all the time she needed.

            Lori Zechlin, ironically know by some as Black Alice, had been frozen in shock and fear when the fight began, she had fallen asleep in her bed only to awaken here into some sort of superpowered nightmare. She couldn’t even think when Adam had appeared and in that moment of indecision five of them were down, some never to get up again, so as the goodie goodie heroes Vixen and Supergirl moved suicidaly to the attack she called on her gift. She had been told that she could be the most powerful teenager on the planet and now she was going to prove it by taking Black Adam’s powers like she had done before.
She reached out, looking to make the connection and Black Adam locked eyes with her, his awareness as paralysing as any power, the connecting wavered as a child’s fear and a gods resistance strained the link. He knew now, it was a race and if she lost she was dead, he could feel the link strengthen, her fear now working for her and had he tried to fight his way to her she would have won, but instead he tried an old trick, kicking the headless corpse of Cheetah at her, the body sailing past the two charging women and slamming into her and all Black Alice saw was darkness.
            With that threat dealt with he turned his attention to the last two, Supergirl and the Vixen and again he was surprised as this time he felt the Vixen reach out, drawing on his power also. She had always drawn on the energy of other animals to gain their strength but it seems she had finally realised that humans were as much animals as anyone else. Liking this change in her he still wasn’t worried, Black Adam was not a man, he was a god.
Yes, a god and she was just a thieving bitch.
With a flash of anger he sent a surge along the connection he now felt with her, the feedback exploding in her mind and she screamed, clutching her head and stumbling head first into the ground.
This left only Supergirl, who had approach more slowly intending to strike with Vixen but now startled and alone as her companion fell she accelerated forward as she fought with all she had, showing a bravery that belied her years. In the end all she was was a younger version of Karen and he was more than intimately aware of her capabilities. Even when she used a hidden ability to grow crystal like shards from her body it did little to stop the inevitable and soon she to fell to a flurry of blows from Black Adam and an excited power girl.
            Power Girl lightly landed beside her lover, the weeks being under the influence of magic had change the way she saw the world and the people in it. She looked at the gore and death that surrounded them but felt little for those that had suffered at their hands, after all they had stood against gods and had gotten what they had deserved. Even so she didn’t like how Adam was looking at the surviving women, that hungry look he normally reserved for her alone now took in the visages of his limp prey.
Her eye’s moved to the still Supergirl, they were linked due to the fact she was an alternate version of her and even now she could feel some of the pain the teenager had received in the fight. An idea formed within her mind that pushed aside her thoughts of jealousy as she moved toward her double, stopping to help a face down Mary roll onto her back on the sand, wouldn’t want her to suffocate, not unless it’s her or Adam doing it that is, that thought made her turn to watch him, memories of him doing the same thing to her that he was now going to do to them started to get her wet.
Moving up to the still blond teenager, Karen ran a hand through her now longer hair having let it grow as of late and even more than usual the two looked the same in the face, Power Girl kneeling down beside Supergirl. Lifting up her short skirt Karen ran a finger up the unconscious woman’s panties clothed slit causing Karen to moan as a tingle ran across her own lips. Enjoying the feedback she got this close to her Karen pulled Supergirls costume away from her snatch and sucking on two fingers pushed them slowly into the Teen-Titans sex feeling through the feedback her own pussy tingle and start to get even wetter. Delighted with the new way she’d found to play with herself she began to finger the unconscious woman even as she listen to the sound of Adam fucking the others.

Adam didn’t notice as his lover began to move on the Supergirl, instead he advanced on the near limp form of Vixen, the dark skinned heroine clung desperately to consciousness even as the power she’d absorbed threatened to overwhelm her completely. Adam had often wondered why these super women chose to wear such revealing costumes but he certainly was enjoying the advantages now as Vixen rolled her well toned body onto its back, her large breasts rising and falling in laboured breaths. Squatting down beside her to ensure she heard him he all but growled at her, his voice as changed as his mind.
“Well you bronze skinned bitch, you thought to try and steal from me? Well I’ve got something else for you as well, let’s see if the power you’ve taken will keep you safe long enough.”
Wrapping a hand around her throat he effortlessly lifted her up as he stood, bringing her impressive chest up to his head height as he quickly ripped off her leotard to expose her dark mammaries that all but invited the first slap. Pleased at its resilience he reached out to give it a squeeze, growing more excited as instead of exploding in a shower of gore like a normal woman’s would under his superhuman strength (something that had happened before) her breast was firm and compliant to the touch.
Satisfied that she would survive his enjoyment at least for a while he freed his straining member then returned his groping hand to her tit, gripping it tight, the hand around her neck moving to join its counterpart on her other orb. Rising slowly into the air, taking Vixen with him, she dangled off the ground held up by her tits, Adam’s dick coming to rest in the valley between her two mounds, he moaned in anticipation as he pushed her two mammaries together around his tool, starting a slow rising and lowering of her breasts as he tit fucked her.
Her whole body began to bounce up and down in the air as he moved her faster and faster, wanking himself off with her bronze breasts, Power Girl let out a slight moan at the sight, biting her lip as she remember all the times Adam had done that to her before returning to her own fun. Vixen moaned and cried in pain, wracked with power and the horrific mistreatment of her breasts, her arms twitched, refusing to work in her shock, she eventually got them to rise, to grab at the arms holding her up but she was so broken that she could do little to take the weight off her now red stretched tits.
All too soon for his satisfaction Adam came, slashing cum across Vixen’s neck and face before she was unceremoniously dumb back onto the sand.
Reaching down Adam cleaned off his cock in her hair before grabbing the back of her neck, again lifting her off the sands he twisted her around to dangle limply facing away before him. Adam’s eyes roamed down her smooth back to the curved swell of her ass, reaching down with his free hand to lift one of her legs he parted her ass cheeks to expose her hole as well as the lips of her sex. For a moment he was indecisive about which hole to claim but then the thought of what she tried to steal settled the dilemma as he positioned his once again hard cock at her asshole. Slick with sweat it helped to lubricated his dick somewhat but not much as he forced entrance into her most private area, Vixen sucking in air as she gritted her teeth against the pain.
A prideful woman she’d never allowed anyone to try anal with her and the assault on her virgin ass was excruciating but she held on, knowing that if she passed out or lost concentration Black Adams power would return to him, leaving her powerless and he would literally tear her apart.
All the way in now Adam came to a stop for a moment as Vixen tried her best to manage the pain, a futile gesture as she cried out as he began to pull out of her hole only to shove back in, within a matter of a few strokes she knew she was bleeding as he filled her bowls again and again. Again not as tight as Karen still Vixen’s ass squeezed him very nicely as he started a slow building to his pace, releasing her leg he returned his hand to those exquisite tits of hers, fondling and slapping them as he pulled back on her neck with his other hand, bending her backwards to get better access to her chest.
Adam continued to pull back even as he got faster and faster, out of the corner of his eye he could see Karen furiously fingering the teenage Supergirl, the sight only turning him on more.
Vixen was on the brink, the pain in her neck, back and ass were consuming her completely it felt like it was going on forever as one particularly savage thrust after another jarred her body until she lost control, the stolen power leaving her she let out one final ear splitting scream as her back snapped.
Adam barely registered the sound of snapping bone as he came in her ass, lost in the exquisite rush as his cum filled her bowls and his power returned. Finally sated he simply let go as she fell to the ground, blood trickling from her mouth and cum from her ass, Adam noticed with a small amount of disappointment that while still clinging to life she was obviously broken and as such of no further interest to him.
Like Starfire before her he simply tossed her away, Karen stopping to watch only for a moment as her former friend sailed through the air before returning to her fun. Before she would have been distraught at the sight, desperate to save her, but now all she felt was a no small amount of pleasure, her former friend had proven weak and pathetic and as such she’d not have to compete with Vixen for Black Adam’s attention.
Adam paid no heed to the final fate of Vixen, already moving onto the other dark skinned woman on the beach, the alien bounty hunter/mass murderer Fatality.
For her part the pointy-eared alien woman was trying slowly to drag herself away from the half naked Adam, her robotic arms, while damaged in the fight, still worked but she was moving painfully slowly. Adam brought her pitiful escape to a close by lightly stepping on her ankle, the woman, having seen her fate in the form of Vixen, for a moment looked back in fear, only to be replaced by a look of determination at her end.
“This is how you like to do things, isn’t it, we’ll do it, kill me.”
Without her yellow ring or weaponry she was no match for this mad human but she would never allow him to violate her as he’d done that stupid hero bitch, better to die than that.
“Quiet.”
Adam snapped, cutting off whatever else she had to say, annoyed at her tone as he reached down, flipping her over to grab a tit just like Vixen, lifting her up as he gave a squeeze. He’d barely applied any pressure when she let out a scream of pain, blood staining her clothes around where his digits had begun to dig into flesh. He dropped her then, disappointed at how weak she really was without that yellow ring of hers.
Just as quickly his thoughts shifted, the magic in him making his mind ever changing, temperamental and crazed.
Still she was beautiful, an athletic body just like his past lovers and of course he certainly liked the pointy ears, so much like his own. Then there was the defiant arrogances as she rose to her feet, even facing her death there wasn’t a moment of weakness even as she struggled to regain her standing and composure.
“That grinning bastard took my power ring along with all of my weapons, with them your blood would already stain the sand but I will not beg for my life or allow you to sully my body and honour.”
Glaring up at him there was wonderful defiance blossoming in her eyes.
“We both know the other, neither one of us doubts that you will kill me so just do it, without my ring my body would not withstand that ridicules power of yours and I won’t let you treat me as you did that human slut.”
He couldn’t help but laugh at her self-righteous anger.
“You don’t care at all about what I’ve done to the other women here, just yourself. It just makes me want to claim you even more, to break that pride, but you’re too weak of flesh, just like the others.”
She shifted her stance, ‘most likely intending to attack, force me to kill her, which of course would be a shame’ thought Adam.
“They were weak and got what was coming to them, I’m not, I’m a survivor. Let me go, I will reclaim what is mine and then I will return, I will be your greatest fuck, then I will kill you with my weapons in hand.”
The gall of the woman greatly appealed to him as the whispers came again and his eyes moved across the sand to the still form of Mary Marvel and the sudden urge to take her took him.
A thorn in his side for years the idea of breaking the annoying teenager flooded him as his mind shifted and his lust grew, but he wasn’t prepared to simply leave Fatality as it stood, he needed something else. His lover was busy with a reawakened and now crying out supergirl and that left only the awake Miss Martian and a new plan formed before him.
“I’m not simply brawn and will woman, my magic gifts me with the wisdom of the gods.”
Almost casually he backhanded Fatality, knocking her out for the time being as he advanced on the obviously scared martian, Megan looked up at him with confused and fearful eyes, seemingly frozen in place as he wrapped his fingers in the front of her tunic, lifting her up.
“You’re just like the other one aren’t you, the other martian, trying to use your telepathy on me just like he did, I can feel you trying to push in. He was almost overwhelmed by that experience but he had a lifetime of strength to call upon, something yours clearly does not. I can feel you in my thoughts now, the connection you’ve made with that untrained and unprepared mind. What’s it like, hmm, you’re simply being overwhelmed by my own. That’s something your kind never appreciated, just how corrosive a mind can be.”
Young Megan had indeed tried to attack with her mind, it was painfully clear that violence would not work as she pulled herself back from unconsciousness where Fatality had left her, coming too to a sickening snapping sound she watched as a bleeding broken Vixen was hurled into the sea and in that moment blind panic gripped her heart. She’d reached out to Fatality with her telepathy only for the alien woman to slam her mind shut as she tried to physically crawled away so instead she’d reached out to Power Girl, she was a hero she must save them, she must. All she found was a world of mad lust that assailed her senses with the only effect being that her mental intrusion caused feedback to awaken Supergirl.
With her teenage mind in a world of perversity that clawed at her thoughts she was still reeling as the imposing figure of Black Adam stalked over her, she’d tried a last desperate attack on his mind but from the moment their thoughts touched all she achieved was to completely trap herself in his dark grip.
She could feel a blackness spreading inside her as he lifted her up and told her just how fucked she was.
“Lust, in your minds, too much, make it stop, please, make it stop.”
He looked down at her impassively as she begged, at her struggling face, at her eyes that lost their brightness even as he watched.
“Broken without lifting a finger.”
He kissed his new toy, pushing his tongue into her mouth, his wait but a moment as she soon began to suck on it as her mind became trapped, Adam ran his hand down her body and under her skirt, like he’d done countless times now to Power Girl he ran his hand across her slit before pushing a couple of strong thick digits between those tight lips and into her wet snatch. Although in her late teens Megan had yet to become sexually active and with the pain pleasure of his thrusting fingers along with a mind full of lust she almost immediately came over Adams probing hand.
The dark god pulled out his digits as he broke the kiss, setting Megan down to stand on unsteady legs as she greedily sucked on his wet fingers when he moved them to her mouth, closing her eyes in ecstasy.
“There’s always a danger of entering another person’s mind my hungry little green subject, my magic strengthens my already powerful intellect which easily allowed me to corrupt and control yours. All I required was a connection and you provided that out of your weak fear. Now you’re mine, to do with what I please, to do as I command and I do have so many commands for you.”
He turned her face to look at the still alien behind them.
“We will start with her, it would please me greatly if you would entertain her for a time, introduce her to the lust and pain that I have shown you in my mind.”
With a simple eager nod the lithe martian floated toward the dark skinned woman, her green skin changing along with her form as she darkened and bulked up to take on the form of the green lantern John Stewart. Adam sneered at that, recalling the aliens past, guiding the green puppet with his mind, Fatality was about to be ravished by the very man that had kill her species and any other time he would have stayed to watch but another Teen-Titan awaited.
Power Girl had been surprised that Supergirl hadn’t woken up by now, her fingers plunging in and out of the teenagers sex she guessed whatever had been used to bring her here along with the beating she’d suffered was keeping her nicely under. Not that it stopped Karen, the feedback from her administrations to the teenage twat were delicious, like invisible fingers inside her she moaned with pleasure and to her sick joy so did the unconscious woman below her, out cold or not her body ground against the pleasurable intrusion into her cunt.
It was then that Karen felt something in her mind, the contact was short but it did break her rhythm and the feedback through her did wake up her new plaything. Kara awoke to pain in her head and her vulva almost on fire, her eyes snapping open to find an older copy of her violating her in her sleep.
“What the fuck are you doing Bitch.”
Kara screamed as she tried to get away from her rapist only for Power Girl to move up and lay on top of her, a strong arm pinning her to the ground by her throat.
“Not so fast little me, we’ve got all sorts of fun to try”.
She grinned down as the horror of the moment sank in to Kara, she could feel it, beyond the pain and violation, she could feel her, the sensations from her older copies body, her emotions, her thoughts and her lust.
Above her, grinning evilly Karen reached up to pull her costume aside, her open lightning bolt tearing to allow one of her massive jugs to fall free, her body already shined with sweat, her ponderous breast gleamed in the light. Power Girl reached to play with her hard nipple, her fingers capable of crushing rock, steel and in her more free moments skulls now pinched down on her sensitive bud, rocking at the sensation before letting go, cupping her massive breast, bringing it to her mouth, biting down for that pain pleasure buzz. Kara cried out under her, she felt that like it was her own breast, felt the fingers, the teeth, her hand going to her breast as she squeezed the aching mammary, felt the lust filled thoughts that went with it like they were her own as Karen released her tit, moving her face to just above Kara’s.
“Were going to have so much fun girlfriend, there are so many things that we can try.”
She kissed her then, Kara taking a moment to push her off, taking a moment to realise that she wanted to push her off.
“Stop it, let me go.”
But her begging voice sounded weak, almost as weak as her body felt and Karen wasn’t taking ‘no’ for an answer.
“I don’t think so, you’re definitely a keeper.”
She kissed her again before slowly moving down her body, trailing kisses over exposed skin and groping at her sensitive pert tits (getting a cry from both women) Karen moved her head down to between Kara’s legs, ripping her miniskirt and panties away as Kara lay frozen, mind breaking with raging desires and indecision as this older mirror image of her went down on her. Her hands on Kara’s smooth thighs she pushed them apart, allowing access for her head as her mouth went to her wet snatch Karen running her tongue up her slit across her quivering labia before sucking on her enflamed clit, the sensation causing both women to buck at the electric feeling that shot through them both, Kara moaned in pleasure as Karen began to invade her cunt with her devouring mouth.
The older woman found she was having a hard time maintaining her position as the feedback from her own administrations caused her groin to jump and twitch about almost as much as Supergirl was as she moved her hands to the teenage sex, pushing some of her fingers into her cunt along with her swirling tongue, she pulled back to let out a twinned moan with Supergirl as her hand moved lower as she ran a finger around her puckered asshole, causing them both to squirm as she slowed her assault on the teen’s sex as both women moaned as she slowly pushed a finger into her hole “Ar fuck” their voices in unison.
Picking back up the pace and retuning her mouth to its work both women twitched and shook as Karen brought the younger woman to climax, fingers moving franticly in her holes as Karen was forced to pull her mouth back again as she cried out with Kara as they climaxed together, Kara’s cum splashing across Karen’s hand while Karen soaked the crotch of her costume. Kara lay in post orgasmic glow, her fingers having dug out trenches in the sand beside her, she didn’t resist as Karen crawled up her and in fact wrapped her arms around the woman as they engaged in a long French kiss.
Black Adam strode across the beach to where his first opponent lay, the sound of women’s cries surrounding him as Supergirl and Fatality tried to stop what was happening, like they could. He came to stop before Mary Marvel, the white and gold clad teenager had managed to pull herself to her feet, her face bruised, sand and blood plastered to it. With her powers she had been a beauty, without them she was just another weak broken human but he could fix that, not that she wasn’t going down without a fight as Mary whipped out a right leg, her kick aimed squarely at his ribs that Adam easily caught as she screamed in defiance.
Her mind flashed back, one strike, more a slap than anything and she’d been lifted up into the air, spinning as she slammed into the sand, her body breaking in an instant. Mary had felt numb for a moment, in shock from the impact, like a pedestrian after a car hit, then her mind began to catch up with her body as she gasped in pain. Her chest and shoulder felt like they were on fire from the hand of Adam, her ribs broken, or at the very least bruised, her arm wasn’t responding, her shoulder joint popped out and stabbing her with pain. The impact with the sand had been equally bad, the sand tearing into her clothes and flesh, blood stained her, one side of her face felt raw and sticky as she brought her good hand to it and she’d sobbed in fresh pain as gentle hands came for her.
Her friends, her heroes had gently rolled her over, worry clear across their faces, they pulled hair out of her eyes, told gentle lies that she was going to be ok even as screams and other wet noises could be heard. They’d turned, one, then the others leaving her, Mary’s head sinking into the sand, unable to block out the sounds of her friends being beaten by the thing that had once killed her parents. Then there were worse sounds, ones she recognised but did not want to see, closing her eyes as she tried to control the pain as time wavered and consciousness slip back and forth. Then there were finally the footfalls, his footfalls, their attacker, their killer, Adam was coming closer, coming for her. She wasn’t going to die on her back, she forced her body to move, sob’s of pain accompanied every excruciating movement but still she got to her feet, her good arm cradling her useless one, her scream one of defiance as she tried to kick him.
Now hoping on one leg Mary fought to get the look of fear off her face as she looked up into Adams, hate marring her bloody features as she spat at the killer of millions, her own parents among them.
“We’ll, what are you waiting for, I don’t have my powers anymore so just kill me, I won’t fucking beg to you.”
Now there was a fire that Adam liked.
“Your right young Mary, why waste time on foreplay.”
She had expected, perhaps even hoped for death but things were much worse as his free hand moved down to grab the material covering her crotch under her skirt, ripping away the white costume and leaving no doubt as to what he planned next.
“No, please no, you fuck, let go you sick bastard, don’t touch me, let go, please.”
“Why Mary, and you said you were not going to beg.”
His again free hand grabbed at the back of her neck, bending her forward as he pressed his mouth to hers, forcing in his tongue into her screaming mouth, letting her go as she jerked back, tears starting to flow as she slapped at his face, the strikes feeling like a light breeze to Adam as he grinned.
A cruel smile across his face he moved up his hand again to grab the front of her tunic, lifting her off the floor as her hand uselessly clawed at him to get free as he pulled her close, getting her in position, holding her leg to the side for access once she was set he looked up to watch her face.
“Say goodbye to what you were, but please do scream.”
And with that he thrust upward into her virgin twat.
Vixen had been rage, fatality desire, Megan a toll to shape but Mary, the white warrior, Mary the chosen of the wizard, Mary the hero, she got his mind at his most sadistic, his most twisted that the voice could provide.
It was everything he hoped for, her hand, clawing at him only a moment before now snatched at the only solid thing it could seize, her hand gripped onto his strong arm as her head fell back and she screamed in pain and loss.
Adam just stood there impaled in his teenage enemy, feeling her virgin blood run down his shaft and dripping to the sand, ecstasy! She was breathing hard, working through the pain but Adam was far from satisfied now, he could barely fell her around his shaft, had but started to break and violate her.
“No, not this, no!”
Her words were just a broken sob but they sent a thrill through Adam, Shazam’s little champion broken so very easily, he flexed his dick, the first movement he had made to a mixed cry of disgust and pain from the sullied heroine, Adam felt himself get harder at the thought of what they must look like.
The pure innocent, impaled, ruined, his smile spread across his face, all teeth and bliss as he let go of her body, holding her off the ground only by his dick, her weak arm going around his neck, trying to take some of the weight of her virgin cunt.
“Mary, Mary look at me.”
Blurry pain filled eyes looked at his, rage dancing with the pain.
“That’s you innocents gone Mary, your purity, but don’t worry, you’ll like it soon, I can make you like it.”
A word was uttered, a thunderclap ringing out as Mary Baston got off a death scream before the lightning hit.
Her cry was all but drowned out by the sound of thunder as her body was enveloped by the lightning, one second an innocent girl, her white and gold uniform, her symbol of innocence and purity was all replaced by a far more form fitting black and gold, her teenage body repaired, reshaped and remade into a voluptuous object of Adam’s desires as she was made a dark marvel slut.
A second hand grabbed at the back of his neck, delicate fingers with an iron grip, long smooth legs came up to wrap around his waist even as Adams hands shot out to grip at her voluptuous ass, gripping the orbs and impaling her further onto himself.
With these new powers she could fight back, match strength and speed with her rapist if given the chance, Black Adam didn’t give her one. Shifting a hand from her ass across black glossy material to the open lightning bolt in the middle of her new uniform he yanked it to the right, stretching and tearing it open as one of Mary’s now large breasts pushed out as he pulled her up and off his cock to bring the large mammary to his waiting mouth, biting down on the sensitive gland.
Again she screamed, a sound Adam greatly enjoyed hearing as Mary tried to process what was happening, her mind going from pain to power and back to pain too fast for her to cope, she was lost to the ride as Adam shifted her again, releasing her red tit he impaled her down again to a third cry, this one of pleasure as Mary was struck dumb by the incredible feeling that now flooded her mind as her cunt was stretched out. It was like a white haze that was difficult to see through and it took her a while to come back to herself as she was bounced up and down on Adam’s large girth, she could feel his hands on her hips, her own legs wrapped around his strong waist as her body betrayed and mind crumbled.
Adam grinned as he felt her push back against him, her hands moving to cup his head as she pulled her mouth to his, he allowed her her childish need to kiss, finding it very enjoyable as she now sucked on his tongue, resolving to have that mouth suck his dick latter, he could feel as she began to shake, his new whore close to coming. He broke the kiss, the thought of making the Marvel cum on his dick driving him forward, the desire to fill her with his seed as she comes for the first time bringing him close to release himself.
All those years of struggle and setback, defeat and disgrace at the hands of this bitch and her family and now he was going to make her a slave to him, he was going to break her body and fill her with his seed, he was going to do it, he was going to.
“Aaarrghh!”
She cried out with him, her mind flooded with not only intoxicating chemicals but twisted magic as she came all over his erupting prick, shacking and gasping as he thrust over and over, each plunge forward sending more hot fuck into her tight twat. She hung there limp, her restored powers allowing her to hover in the air as he released her and pulled himself free.
“Clean yourself up and follow.”
Adam took a moment to admire his work as his own cum dripped out of her teen twat and with a twisted smile turned to stride off across the beach to his blond lover and the young twin that wrestled with her. He could see that Megan had finished her task as Fatality lay face down in the sand, her red raw ass in the air as the naked John Stewart yanked free and transformed back into the martian teenager, now as voluptuous and attired as Mary behind him, the green toy quickly moved to eagerly follow him, pulling Fatality with her.
Adam found Karen atop her teenage double, the two intertwined as they kissed each other passionately, hands roaming across the other, long shapely legs sliding back and forth he would have joined them in an instant if other matters didn’t demand his attention.
“Karen”.
His commanding voice barely penetrated his lovers lust fuelled head as she reluctantly pulled away from Supergirl after a few long moments to look up, Kara looking even more lost with glazed over eyes as her head just sank back into the sand.
“Yes Adam?”
It was clear she hoped he would just join them and again he was sorely tempted but he just didn’t have the time, not if the voice was any indication.
“I would say your young friend would like to join us, would you mind getting her to her feet.”
A slight pout on her face at his rejection, she pulled back on her clothes, the magic repairing them around her and pulled the dazed Kara up, his strong voice was almost gentle at first.
“A gift for you. Black Adam!”
Barking out his name the lightning came one last time to claim those Adam and his lover had tainted, Kara, Megan and Fatality (still struggling in her anger to move) being enveloped by its now corrupting influence, their screams a final breaking, the revealing black and gold costumes a mark of their subjugation and enslavement.

Black Alice stirred, pain quickly following as she dragged herself back to consciousness, the sight of the black and gold clad people around her bringing her back to the nightmare she had found herself in. Blind panic was all that she knew as she targeted the first person she could focus on, reaching out to steal away Mary Marvels powers, looking to use them to flee she felt the strength entering her but there was something else, something evil and the teenage girl screamed as it ate her mind whole.
Black Adam had simply waited as his last guest awoke, his mind had seen several enjoyable possible outcomes as he’d noticed her stirring that had compelled him to wait for the girl as she awoke and he got to watch the panic grip her and then she let out what would best be described as a death scream as she shock violently then slumped back down onto the sand. He had expected her to steal one of the others powers, making his game with her more fun but now he suspected that something even more twisted was happening before him as lightning enveloped her, her clothes a ripped revealing form of theirs, she began to move, her form unchanged except for her eyes that looked at him so very sickeningly. His suspicion was finally confirmed as the teenage all but purred at him.
“So we finally meet lover.”
His motions were too fast to follow but Alice was suddenly in the air, Adam’s hand wrapped around her throat, squeezing.
“Hello, Lust!”
The new host of the escaped sin looked down with bloodshot eyes, hands uselessly trying to pry open Adams grip from its neck as its legs kicked in the air.
“Anything you want to say before I begin?”
If lust did it wasn’t able to, the lack of oxygen and squeezed larynx turned its attempts to speak into chocked “aack” noises which Adam dismissed as he began to talk.
“I was a man of honour, a leader of men, a lover of a great queen and then I died, I died when she left this plain, died in the sky fighting against those who had tormented me throughout my life. Then there was a voice, telling me new words of power, I used them without really thinking, lost in my anger, in my grief, I wanted my power back so I could complete my revenge but instead of regaining what I had lost I found myself tainted, TAINTED BY YOU.”
He dropped her then, standing over the fallen teenager as she chocked and coughed.
“Did you not think I would take my revenge on you after such a corruption of my very spirit.”
Regaining some of its composure Lust rolled onto its back, propping itself up on its elbows as it looked up in frustration at its chosen champion/Trojan horse.
“To be honest, Teth, it didn’t occur to me. I gave you power, power I’d learnt how to copy from the wizard and given my own little touch, power you have used to get what you wanted, get your revenge. You’ve killed those that plotted you and your families demise, you’ve beaten down the others that had gotten in your way and best of all, for me at least, you’ve spread my power to all this tasty super-powered skanks allowing me to build up the strength to get free. I didn’t think the man that killed a whole country would be so sensitive about the price he paid for his power.”
Lust raised one of its hands, running its fingers down its neck and between its teenage tits.
“I watched you Adam, you enjoyed every conquest, every kill, you can’t tell me you didn’t enjoy it, can you?”
The dark champion shock with rage at what he had become, even as he felt the soft hands of power girl touch him on his shoulder.
“You’ve taken my former host as a consort, you’ve tainted your enemies, weakened them as you grew strong, you may be angry but that doesn’t change the fact that you want more, don’t you Black Adam, the world stood against you and you will see it broken. Am I really such a terrible price to pay?”
Adam twitched as he fought against his competing natures, brief periods of lucidity couple by stretches of crazed lust, he could no longer tell if he did this for the power and revenge or for the conquest. His gaze shifted, taking in the three other teenagers as they move on each other, their awaken desires held in check for only a few moments, Adams eyes on Marys ass as Kara gropped it, the idea of her defilement just beginning taking shape. His desires waged silent war until he uttered one word in reply.
“No.”
Lust chuckled as it rose to its feet, Adam reaching for Marys hair, getting a strong grip as he bent her head back to get and her face and mouth with his own, swapping spit before pulling her down to his groin to have her blow him, to continue his meaningless revenge.
Alice awoke, no longer alone, unsure, she was with another and finally they were free and strong and this time, this time they would play a different game, this time they were going to win.
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