Super Mom: Besieged (Chapter 13) (Patreon)

Chapter 13

“Ooooooh,” Super Mom groaned when the chain pulled that anal hook up just enough to lift her feet off the floor.

“Is everyone ready?” Captain Mueller asked.

Men were crowded around the captured super heroine, pressing in close. Hands roamed her stripped body, mostly all over her sweetly rounded butt, large firm tits, and up between her legs. She moaned and groaned, wiggling as much as the anal hook and her secured hands would allow.

Cameramen moved up. Five total, all carrying commercial grade audio video cameras. The kind of cameras TV stations used. They were all zoomed in on her.

How long have they been filming?

“Let’s do this,” Captain Mueller continued. “Go.”

Her violet eyes popped open. She forced her distressed anus out of her mind to concentrate on what the Aryan Guards were about to do to her. One of them was poised to open the trunk, and thus release her hands. She didn’t think they had enough men to hold her once that was done, since she had the strength of ten men. But then one of the Nazis sprayed something in her face.

“Ooooooh,” she sighed.

The drug scrambled her mind. She no longer knew up from down, left from right. She felt all strength bleed away, leaving her hanging limply from the anal hook. She barely had the wits to know when her hands were released. Multiple men quickly wrestled her arms back. At the same time, men forced her legs up and over, bending them over her thighs. They bound her calves to her thighs. She thought they would handcuff her wrists together, but instead they tied her left wrist to her left ankle, and the right to the right. Her long black hair was gathered up, and a rope tied around it at the back of her head, before the other end was tied to the chain with the anal hook.

“You bastards,” she gasped out, hung horizontal to the floor.

The Nazis lowered her a little. As the drug cleared, and her mind started to function again, Super Mom realized they had her hanging at cock level. Nazi Aryan Guards began lining up between her legs and in her face.

“Looky there,” Captain Mueller sneered. “Super Mom is primed, posed, and ready to enjoy a big dick party.” He pulled her lower lip down. “You’re welcome, boys. With her head pulled back like this, you have a straight shot down her throat.”

The wide-eyed heroine cut her eyes left and right. Her method of bondage kept her from turning her head enough to see what was happening behind her, but she pretty much knew. It was the same as what stood waiting in front of her face. Aryan Guards lined up, eyes vicious and eager to explore her intimates depths.

Her shapely body trembled and quaked. She felt her pussy still quivering, not yet recovered from Captain Mueller’s cock and the ensuing climax he forced out of her.

“Oh man, look at that wet ass pussy! She’s literally dripping on the floor,” a male voice called. Laughter filled the warehouse, as her shame burned so brightly across her face. He pressed against her pussy, and then thrust inside. Fully sheathed in that first thrust. She grunted. “Look at me, fucking Super MILF.”

She wanted to hit him with a burning retort, an insult on the size of his dick, but the first Nazi in front of her started rubbing his cock in her face. He slapped her with it, and then forced his way into her mouth. She turned accusing eyes up at him, but he grinned back and he thrust deeper and deeper.

“Ugh,” she grunted when he forced his way down her throat.

Super Mom’s eyes widened when she found her glossy red lips wrapped around the base of his cock. That sucked the wind out of her sails. Killed the last vestiges of her defiance. The hapless heroine closed her eyes, squeezing out hot tears, and started sucking.

“Mmm,” she moaned. “Mmm. Mmm.”

Captain Mueller pressed his mouth to her hear. He kissed it. Thrust his hot, wet tongue in. And then he turned to indicate one of the cameramen.

“See those cameras? We aren’t just recording this for posterity,” he sneered. “It is being streamed live on all of our porn sites. Pay for view glory. Fifty dollars a pop. We’re making a fucking fortune off your capture and ultimate humiliation.”

All she could do was grunt. She was beyond humiliation. All Super Mom knew was two cocks pounding her despair down her throat. Doom and despair. Then he wiped a tear off her hot cheek.

“It’s only going to get worse before it gets… Wait. No, I don’t think it’ll ever get better for you.”

The man deep-throating her suddenly bowed up, cried out, and shot a hot, thick load down her throat. She choked and garbled on this seed, before he pulled out and allowed her to swallow. Then the next man fucked her face, all total three men came down her throat before the man fucking her pussy finally came.

By that time, her body had recovered from the numbing affect of the drug. Her libido fired up, and the next man mounted her and pushed her into an instant climax.

“Aaaaggh!”

It all became a blur of faces and cocks. Mostly cocks. Super Mom didn’t know how long they fucked her, or how many men used her body. But it finally came to an end. Captain Mueller had her hoisted a little higher, until her face was level with his. Two cameramen flanked him, zoomed in on her face. The other cameramen surrounding her, still filming. Live streaming her shame and humiliation out through the internet.

“Super Mom, you are vanquished,” He sneered. Captain Mueller hauled off and slapped her right cheek with all of his considerable strength. THWACK! “You are captured, defeated, and broken on Aryan cock.” THWACK! “You are a super heroine.” THWACK! “You are nothing but Aryan fuck meat.”

THWACK!

She hung there, swinging on that anal hook. Her mind lay in ruin, her heart broken. Her spirit? She was no longer sure if she had any. All the raven-maned beauty wanted was it all to stop. And then she heard the scariest thing so far.

A confident strut of stiletto clatter filled the suddenly silent warehouse. The men all snapped to attention. Her breath whooshed out as that feminine strut closed with her. As it neared, she realized it was three women. Then the nearest men backed away, while the cameramen turned to the newcomers.

“What a beautiful sight,” an all too familiar and frightening voice purred. So deep and sensual. It sent a sliver of dread snaking up the vanquished masked vigilante’s spine. “Super Mom, AKA Super MILF. AKA Fourth Reich fuck meat.”

Heike von Greve, in her guise as Reich Star stepped before her. She was flanked by two other beautiful metahumans, Power Star and Blitzkrieg. Two blondes and a redhead. All leering at her with victorious glee.

“To the victor go the spoils,” Power Star said, stepping forward to palm a naked tit. And then she wiped a rope of drool commingled with cum off the heroine’s chin. “Soiled and spoiled, I see.”

Blitzkrieg stepped around behind Super Mom, a finger flicking off a long, thick rope of cum drooling out of her pussy. It hit the floor with an audible splat. The hapless beauty couldn’t look down, but understood puddles of cum lay under her pussy and mouth.

Reich Star leaned in close to her face, a triumphant smirk on her too beautiful face.

“Tell me, Super Slut, how does it feel? How does it feel to lose so spectacularly? How does it feel to be our cock sleeve?”

Super Mom stared into those big blue eyes, feeling her face burning. Eyes burning. Overful stomach pushing bile up her throat. So she swirled her tongue around her cum slathered mouth, and SPAT it in her nemesis’ face.

“Bitch!” Reich Star screamed and slapped her.

Thwack! Thwack!

“Worth it,” Super Mom gasped out. “Totally worth it.”

Reich Star all but vibrated in her suppressed fury. She glared bloody death at the now smirking super heroine. Turning to Captain Mueller, she smiled cruelly.

“Good job, Captain Mueller. You and your men are heroes of the Movement,” she said. “You will be honored as such and generously rewarded.” She paused to glare at Super Mom, taking in all of the cum dribbling off her face and body. “Now I want you to chloroform her unconscious, and keep her out while you transport her to Oberführer Rikker. Tonight, Super Mom enters our metahuman breeding program.”