Super Kitty vs. Scarlet Tigress
Super Kitty vs. Scarlet Tigress
Super kitty stood on a mountain top, breathing in the cold, crisp pre-dawn air, her breath fogging as it escaped her slightly parted, crimson glossed full, pouty lips. She was facing the direction that the sun would rise in with her eyes closed, her short, red cape fluttering in the arctic winds that blew through the mountain tops. The wind that blew through the mountain tops, that it caused her nipples to harden, becoming visible through her corset top This space was always one of her favorites for when she needed to calm down, or just think, and be alone, and she didn't mind the cold at all, even as she stood ankle deep in her red leather, thigh high Pointe toe boots. Her eyes opened as the sun began to rise, coloring the cloud swirled sky with pinks, gold's, reds, and oranges. Super kitty smiled, watching as the sun rose, cresting over the majestic peaks of the mountain range she stood on that bordered one side of Metroplex City, and also housed the most advanced laboratories in the world, that specialized in just about everything.
She took a deep breath, closing her eyes again as she felt the light, heat, and energy of the golden orb wash over her, and fill her silver furred body with power, and strength. This was also why she liked this spot. Short of going into space, or to Mt. Everest, this was the closest she could get to pure, unfiltered sunlight. She raised her arms, spreading them slightly, as if she were going to hug the sun. She stood just like that for a few hours, letting the energy suffuse every cell of her body, as she prepared for the day. Slowly, her yellow gold cat eyes opened once more, and she turned towards the city, having topped off her tank, so to speak, and lifted up out of the snow, flying towards Metroplex proper to begin her patrol of the city.
Her patrol held nothing out of the ordinary. A few small time, armed robberies, most of which broke up without her having to so much as touch the ground as she did just have to show up. A couple of the armed robbers decided to take there chances, and fire some shots at her, which bounced harmlessly off of her chest. She smirked, landing on the ground, her eyes beginning to glow red. As the guns began to glow red hot, the robbers dropped them to the ground, where they became useless piles of molten slag. This was enough to convince one the robbers to give up, but the other decided to run, thinking he could escape. He didn't get very far. With a small burst of speed, Superkitty was in front of him, floating off the ground so that, when he collided with her, his nose smashed into her chest, knocking him on his ass with her floating above him, looking down at him.
"Ah! You bitch! You broke my nose!" The robber screamed, holding his gushing nose, blood running freely down his face, his eyes watering.
"Well, you shouldn't have run from me, dumb ass." She said with a grin, almost laughing as the robber held his nose, and cried like a little bitch.
Super kitty reached down, encircling her silken furred hand around the neck of the robber, placing her fingers under his jaw so that she wouldn't choke him, and she lifted him off the ground so that his feet didn't even touch the concrete. Slowly, she floated over to where the other robber was kneeling with his hands laced behind his head, like a good little boy. He would be rewarded with a swift arraignment. But this other guy? Oh, he had to be punished. He had to be punished now. Super kitty looked around her environment, searching for something to punish him with. She saw what was left of his gun, and the idea of shoving that thing up his ass did cross her mind. However, she dashed that idea quickly enough, because that would cause more damage than anything else. She kept looking, discarding one naughty, nasty idea after the other. Then, a smile came over her face as she turned to look at him.
Grabbing his pants, she jerked them off his body, letting his cock and balls dangle free. She grinned, looking at his small pecker. She couldn't help it, as she began to laugh at his tiny prick. Still laughing, she reached out, and gently cupped his balls. Slowly, he began to swell, until, that is, Super kitty began to squeeze, slowly increasing the pressure until he began to squirm, and whimper.
"Now that I have your undivided attention," she spoke, as she stopped applying pressure, but didn't decrease the pressure already exerted on his balls, "I would like an apology."
"Fuck you, bitch." He mumbled, as his eyes began to water once more.
"Now, now, now. No need to get vulgar." She said, as she increased the pressure just slightly, enough to where she could almost see the scream of pain on the tip of his tongue. "Apologize to me for running away. And then, after that, I want you to tell me, and the officers who should be here any second, what a bad, bad boy you are."
He whimpered, and almost screamed, white spots dancing in front of his eyes, as his balls began to turn different colors. Soon enough, he was apologizing, and begging, doing whatever Super kitty wanted him to do.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He screamed, crying openly. "I'm sorry I ran away from you, Super kitty, I promise I'll never do it again!"
"Good boy," she purred, "now, tell everyone what a bad boy you are." She smiled sweetly, as he began to recite his many, many crimes, which also included murder. Having done what she asked, she released her grip on him, and let him fall to the ground in a groaning heap of pain, as he held onto his nut sack, trying to soothe them. The police arrived a few minutes later, and, as per Super kitty's request, the pant less crook began to recite his crimes to the police officer's, who thanked Super kitty, as she flew off.
She had just cleared the skyline, when her right ear twitch, and flicked towards a distant sound. Her super hearing picked up the sound of some thugs hijacking an armored car. "Well, it's a good thing I'm not that far away." She said to herself, as she turned, and flew off in the direction of the sounds she was hearing. She was there in minutes, arriving just as the thugs got into the car, and drove off. Quickly, she scanned the area, but didn't see any injured people, or property damage for that matter, which meant that they had been smart about this. They hadn't fired any shots, or blown up anything, because they didn't want to attract attention. Little did she know, that they had wanted her attention especially. There boss had plans for her. Oh, did the boss have plans for her. The car began to pick up speed, leading her on a good chase through the city. The car weaved in and out of traffic so much, that she couldn't focus her heat vision long enough to hit it.
"Damnit. Fucking traffic." Super kitty cursed. She had no choice but to follow it, because she couldn't risk blasting the car, for fear of hitting an innocent bystander, and at it's present speed, she couldn't risk picking it up, for fear of rear ending a car in front of it, and hurting someone. That left her almost powerless. Of course, they had to stop sometime, and she would be waiting for them. As she continued to follow them, it became clearer, and clearer that they were headed towards the docks. She smiled, and flew ahead of the van, knowing that there was only one spot big enough for that armored car to park, and she would wait there for these idiots. Inside the car, the thugs smirked to one another, Super kitty playing right into the trap they had set for her. They each opened what looked to bean ammo pouch on there tactical vests, and pulled out cat toys, specifically, those little cage balls with catnip in them. A few minutes later, they arrived at the docks, seeing Super kitty standing right in the area where they needed to park.
Slowly, they stopped the car, got out, and held there hands up. "Okay, Super kitty. You got us," said the first crook, with a knowing look in his eyes, one hand clenched around the ball. The other one said nothing, but grinned all the same. Suddenly, they threw the balls, and jumped to the ground, treating them like bombs. Super kitty's hands snapped up, catching them both. "Bombs? Oh, c'mon now, boys. You should know by now that bombs can't....hurt....." She didn't finish her sentence as she started to smell the catnip. Her pupils dilated, and she brought the balls to her face, rubbing them across her nose, and cheeks, the drug snuffing out her inhibitions, and willpower like candle flames in a strong wind. The thugs stood back up, and began to lead an unresisting Super kitty further along the docks, more thugs coming out, and taking the truck away, as they led her to a building on the docks. It was a rather large building, kind of an office type, that they led her into.
On the inside, it even looked like an office building. Until they led her into a little, private movie studio with a bed, lighting, a camera, and a set wall made up to look like a bedroom window. It was clear that they shot porn videos in this room. From somewhere in the room, a p.a. system turned on, and a feminine, thickly Russian accented, voice began to speak. "Welcome, Super kitty," the voice began, "to my humble little studio. Today, we are going to make the greatest video ever, and make a ton of money, all at your expense. Because, you, my dear, are going to be the star of your very own porn shoot. Boys, if you would prep our young star?" The men in the room soon began to take off her clothes, down to just her boots. Super kitty didn't resist them at all, as they first pulled off her skirt, revealing her g-string panties, which barely covered her mound. They then untied her corset, letting her 38 DDD breasts bounce free. "This bitch is hot, man. Look at those breasts!" One of the men called to another, leering as he fondled, and squeezed her supple, firm, perky breasts, pinching the nipples, and rolling them between his thumb and forefingers, as the thug he had spoken to lifted her legs off the ground, and hooked them over his hips, as he began to rub her through her g-string panties, eliciting soft moans from Super kitty, which slowly got louder the more aroused she became.
The louder she moaned, the faster the men fondled, and masturbated her. Her body soon began to writhe in pleasure, bringing vile laughter from the men sexually assaulting her. The man between her legs ripped her g-string off of her, and roughly pushed a finger into her tight, wet pussy, making her back arch in pleasure. He thrust his finger a few times, bringing her to orgasm. He pulled his finger out, and the men both tossed her to the bed. The rush of orgasm cleared a little bit of the drugs from her system, but not enough for her to resist what was about to happen, as they shackled her wrists to the bed frame, leaving her legs free, as one of the men climbed on top of her, spreading her legs open, positioning his 10" x 2" cock at her entrance, before brutally slamming into her. He slid his member out until just the head remained in, and then he slammed back in, over, and over again, grabbing her hips, and changing the angle slightly, so that the head of his cock brushed against her g-spot, as it slid in and out of her tight as a 14 year old pussy. Super kitty moaned, and bucked, almost throwing him off, as he began to thrust faster, and harder, her invulnerable body able to take the punishment that he was dishing out to her pussy. He squeezed, and mashed her breasts, as he pounded into her faster, and harder, pushing her, and himself, to climax. She came with a scream, gushing her pussy juices all over his cock, and balls. He grinned, and pulled out of her spasming pussy, and grabbed his cock, jerking on it until he came on her tummy, and breasts in thick, sticky, white lines.
He smirked, as he saw his handiwork on her body, his cock still rock hard even though he had just fucked her. He got off the bed, walking over to her face, and placing his cock against her lips. "Come on, baby. You know you want more of my meat." He laughed cruelly, smearing her fur with his cock, which was coated in her cum. Slowly, he pushed it into her unresisting mouth, sliding it deep into her throat. Her tongue automatically started working over his tool, as he made her blow him. "Oh, wow! Check the mouth on this bitch!" He called to his buddies, as another took his place at her freshly fucked cunt, and slid his cock home. He seemed to be the same size as the man in her mouth, and her body started to buck, and writhe as pleasure coursed through her body. "Hey, I think Super Whore likes it." The man in her pussy cackled, as he plowed into her body as hard, and fast as he could, drawing another orgasm from her body. Both the men laughed, as she sucked, and fucked both of them, the man between her thighs drawing two more orgasms from her before he jetted his hot, thick seed deep into her body, while the other filled her mouth with his sweet liquid.
The porn shoot went on for the next few hours, Super kitty's body being violated in every way possible, in multiple positions. She was even forced to take 3-6 on 1 once, or twice. She didn't know how many orgasms she had had that day, but with each one, more, and more of the catnip was purged from her system. Super kitty laid in the bed, cum spilling down her lips, sticking to her fur, and leaking from her ass, and cunt. She pushed herself up, and got to her red leather, thigh high Pointe booted feet, calmly pulling on her g-string, her skirt, and then her corset, tying it up the side, and then placing her cape over her shoulders. Once finished putting her uniform back on, her calm façade shredded under the onslaught of her rage, her eyes glowing red with barely held back solar vision, as she blurred through the impromptu movie studio, destroying everything she could get her hands on, her solar vision lancing through a wall once she was done with that room. She proceeded to go from room to room, destroying everything, and capturing everyone, she could find, twisting steel around then in groups of 3, as she razed the building. The last room she came to was the garage, where it seemed as if some other thugs had tried to get into the armored car, once they had finished with her, of course. But, once the action had started, it seemed as if they had stopped what they were doing, and tried to escape, as the room was empty.
Super kitty hauled the truck outside, placing near the streets, before going back into the destroyed building, and retrieving the thugs. Once done with that, she took a quick dip in the ocean to clean herself off, before calling the police. She waited for them to arrive, and take the crooks away, and to recover the armored car. "Thanks, Super kitty. These guys have been doing this for months. They'd hit a bank just as it's morning deposit was being delivered, and take off with the money. We'd never find the truck, or the money again."
"Well, it's all in a days work, Officer Larry. I'm just glad I could help out." Super kitty said to the officer with a smile, as she took off with a wave, thinking that it was all over, and the film had been destroyed. What she hadn't realized, was that the woman with the Russian accent had taken the film away with her already, and soon, it would be in circulation.