Superheroine Professor Marvel, aka Rita Wood, wants to make a name for herself by taking down a supervillain. She is rash and does not know the trouble she could and will get in when the MasterMind gets his hooks into her. This is only my second story and it starts out as a slow burn as I fill out this world. Feel free to leave comments.
Professor Marvel leaped spreading her legs wide to clear the gap from building to building while trying to concentrate on a hot lead to the supervillain MasterMind. Not for the first time, she let her thoughts drift back to her outfit and how it was unpractical. That last leap showcased the exact problem of showing her camel toe in the spandex armor. The special armor division had said the flexible armor was beyond expensive to generate from raw earth materials but it just seemed two sizes too small. Their response was it was designed to her specifications. With her 5 foot 11 frame, the one-piece deep V neck pushed out her 36 double tits where her breasts were the first thing a man would see. OK, most of the time, that would be all men would see. The wind lashed past her body as she cleared another building top as she pretended not to see her nipples glaring out of the armor. When the armor wasn’t activated, it collected power by continuous motion. That often meant her boobs and butt would jiggle while in motion but strangely the suit would hold her firm breast in the way that porn stars tits would stick out.
She reminded herself that she should not be ungrateful. Every armor had its flaws. Ice Queen was in the middle of the battle for New York when her entire suit shattered. Strangely, at that exact moment, the battle had come to a complete haul with every camera focusing on her… like they knew what was going to happen. Ice Queen was still recovering even a week later after the battle after her suit malfunction, her next step caused her to trip. Her hands had caught her but her feet remained still which gave every internet boy a super close look at her pussy lips and asshole. Ice Queen could not even leave the battlefield for an hour and still did interviews to her discomfort. Yes, Professor Marvel never wanted to cheap out and have her armor shatter. She just needed to make a big villain bust.
Professor Marvel stalked in the shadows on the rooftop, adjusting her uniform, as a henchman walked out for a smoke. Leaping out, the professor wrapped her legs around the head of the man, driving his mouth firmly into her crouch. This was one of her favorite moves as the guy hit the ground and his arm grasped her firm butt. The henchman moved his head violently trying to get air sending vibrations to Professor Marvel’s core starting at her very excited erogenous zone. Too soon the henchman passed out. The heroine prowled into the building.
Above the warehouse raptor, the heroine scoped out the layout. 10 hired thugs, a daily reviewer female reporter, and a grey-suited fellow that was built more like a linebacker in a red face mask concentrating on a computer. Wait, the villain database stated something about a red hood. Professor Marvel hissed “Master Mind!” She had not read the file on Master Mind very well but there was nothing she could not handle. In a passing thought, the heroine thought she should call in backup but dismissed it as this operation was not exactly authorized by the hero society registry. She was on her own. Professor Marvel leaped down 10 feet away from the desk in a perfect superhero landing but instantly felt a little embarrassed as her butt and boobs kept bouncing way past an appropriate amount of time.
MasterMind cocked his head and looked at Professor Marvel weirdly and ask, “What are you doing here? I thought I got rid of you.” Looking over to his left,” Henchmen… do what you do.” With that MasterMind returned his attention to the computer. This little act of defiance pushed the heroine past her breaking point. As the henchmen charged her, she let out her frustration with each punch and kick which repelled that onslaught of attackers. Her skin had just started to glow with sweat when the last aggressor flew back. Professor Marvel thought, she would just have to take it out on MasterMind.
Strolling up to the desk where MasterMind still had not acknowledged her, Professor Marvel turned to Lois Vanderlane, super reporter. “Did he kidnap you?”
Lois replied nonplused, “No, I am here for an interview.”
“An interview with the low-ranking supervillain?” Professor Marvel openly snickered to see Lois’s face twist into concern and worry.
“Are you joking? MasterMind is third on the hero most wanted. Some say that he has been put on the do not engage. He can…” but be for Lois could finish the thought, Professor Marvel grabbed MasterMind from behind the desk readying a punch. MasterMind looked confused and annoyed again.
“I paid good money for those henchmen! You are going to pay for that!” then MasterMind's demeanor cooled before continuing, “Look, I am a little busy and I have an interview so if you could just …”
Crack! As Professor Marvel’s punch destroyed the red face shield. Lois looked down and away from the pandemonium. The pieces shattered to the ground as Professor Marvel prepared a few rapid punches. “Mrs. Rita Wood stop.” Came out an unearthly cold voice from MasterMind. And just like that, Professor Marvel stopped. A million thoughts rushed through her head like how does this super creep know her real name, or how come she could not move, or even why she could not even breathe. Oh my goodness, her lungs had even stopped, she was going to suffocate. MasterMind's eyes glared daggers as he pilled her fingers open to free himself and returned to his desk.
“That helmet is, or rather was, the only thing keeping my powers at bay. Without it, my powers reach 100 feet in all direction and can control brain electrical impulses.” Turning to Lois, ”That is not even trying.”
Lois gathered herself without looking at the villain,” Then why not leave it off all the time?”
With a sigh, he responded,” First, it causes ill advise effects unless I think the commands through. Like Mrs. Rita Wood, aka Professor Marvel, cannot even breathe now and will suffocate within a few minutes unless I correct the command.” Lois audible gasped but MasterMind continued,” Second it robs people of free will which makes them less effective and makes me blind to other problems. Lastly,” As MasterMind looked at his reflections in the computer monitor,” It affects everyone to include myself. I have to be very careful what I say.”
On that note, Professor Marvel started to turn purple and her sight became pinpricks of light as she faded from existence. From the darkness, she could hear MasterMind say that Rita Wood could relax and Professor Marvel fell limp but started to breathe.
MasterMind exclaimed, “You see right there! All I said was relax and all of her muscles relaxed. It was not what I meant to happen but it was the literal meaning as she understood it.” With horror taking hold of Professor Marvel, she realized some muscles should not be relaxed as she started to piss herself in the middle of the warehouse. MasterMind rolled his eyes and was about to say something when Professor Marvel’s horror continued as her bowels start to come out between her butt cheeks and suit. She was soiling herself in front of a reporter and a villain and had no ability to stop. MasterMind angrily mumbled something about now this.
Professor Marvel’s public self-urination and defecation, MasterMind composed words to return Professor Marvel to a general readiness but unable to attack in general. Professor Marvel looked around and saw a vast majority of the henchmen staring and videoing her humiliation on their cell phones. She tried to go over and grab the phones but remained rooted in place. MasterMind continued to talk to Lois and mostly ignoring Professor Marvel’s disheveled appearance until remarking that she should clean up herself and the mess she made.
“Please follow Henchman Richard and clean yourself and the mess you made.” Professor Marvel started to turn to the person she assumed was Richard when MasterMind clarified,” And don’t track this gunk throughout the warehouse. Take off your clothes.” MasterMind then completely ignored her.
Professor Marvel froze for a mere second and she looked at the sea of henchmen who readied their phones. The heroine slowly removed the shoulder straps pilled away her armor. For another second she froze as the suit exposed her round tits to the cheers of the marauding men. She continued to push the armor past her hips knowing the next round of cheers would be for her freshly shaved pussy. She closed her eyes are the warehouse exploded with energy from the henchmen again. She stepped out of her boots and started to walk but could not. Confused, Henchman Richard pointed at her wrist communicator. The Professor took it off feeling more alone than ever. Henchman Richard hinted at her mask too as a tear came out of the heroine’s eyes. No more secret identity. Closing her eyes she tossed it away and then followed Henchman Richard.
Soon she found herself in a community shower area with a hanging chain in the middle. Richard spoke up for the first time,” I will tell you how to clean your body and when you are clean. We are going to tie your hands to the chain”
The heroine replied quickly,” The fuck up are.” But her body continued to willing tie itself to the chain.”
“Really?” Richard chuckled as he purposely turned on the icy cold water to spray her down.
Richard quickly turned the hose with the icy cold water on Professor Marvel’s tits making them stand at attention as the professor shrieked in embarrassment and shock. Richard’s next target was the Professor’s clitoris, as the heroine shot her but back to get away as far as she could from the burst of water. With all her strength she tried to tear down the ceiling chain but could not in her awkward position. The heroine started to shake from the cold violently then.
Richard began to speak again,” Let us try this again. You can do what I say or I can keep hosing you down till I get bored and leave you in here.” Professor Marvel slightly nodded her head in Richard’s direction and Richard continued,” I’m going to clean you with your help. I will even use warm water but you will address me as Mr. or sir and you will make requests not demands. Do I make myself clear?”
Professor Marvel just nodded again but Richard’s response was to spray the professor again on her delicate bits. The professor growled out,” Yes sir I understand.” This seemed to mollify Richard as he changed the temperature of the water.
The warm water cascaded down the heroine’s body wrapping around her shoulders making a pathway between her breast all the down to her shave vagina. All the filth going down the drain from her earlier accident. The water slowly tapered off as that heroine let her head hang low. Moments later she felt hands from behind her massaging her breast with mild soap in a circular manner. The soap in her erect nipples sent shivers of pleasure back to her core. She instantly obeyed when she heard the command to spread her legs and the soapy hand started to massage down her washboard abs and into her private area. She thought she had heard herself moan a little but she denied it to herself. The soapy hand played with her clit for what felt like an excruciating amount of time before opening up her labia and massaging in circles until her knees felt weak. The warm hand massaging her right tit was removed as she felt it caressed her ass. With the same circular soapy motion, it spread apart her ass cheeks. Professor Marvel chewed on her lip not to make a sound as Richard played her as the master musician. The front hand had disappeared for only a moment when she felt the pulsing of a showerhead starting to wash off the soap around her neck. It continued down as it clean and pulsed around her nipples as a Professor’s face felt flush with heat. The pulsing showerhead continued its low trajectory down to a pussy. The anticipation to the pulsing pleasure, the professor tilted her hips but to her surprise, the pulsing power did not lower. So the heroine tried to raise her hips even higher but to no avail, the pulse was just out of reach. Her climax was just out of reach. With an electrical surprise, a firm finger pushed against her anally Rosebud jetting her up to her tippy toes, and finally the water pulse down into her pleasure zone. With stimulus on both ends, the heroine’s mind shut down and her body climaxed over and over.
Professor Marvel could not figure out how long she had climaxed or even what day it was as Richard lowered her to the floor. She slowly started to succumb to sleep as Richard told her that she was clean enough. Richard wrapped his hands in her hair as she lay on all fours and he told her to crawl back to the super villain’s lair. The superheroine was unsure how clean she was as she felt her lower lips continue to quiver. As she called out of the shower area, she looked back and saw the slimy trail coming out of her. With a quick smack to her but, she hurried along to her destiny.