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"Nice view, don't you think?" Jack B. Nimble turned to Powergirl and grinned, bouncing the piece of golden Kryptonite gently in his hand. "And I'm not just talking about the view of the city.

Power Girl growled at the man before her and had it not been for the Kryptonite in his hand, her glare would have literally killed him. Instead, she was forced to endure this humiliation. The two of them were currently at the very top of a skyscraper overlooking the vast city below them, the Kryptonian bound to the pole with nothing but ordinary rope, a large ballgag between her lips.

"Now don't be like that," Jack said in his best reasonable tone, patting her on the head. "After all, all I did was tie you up; your enemies would have done a lot worse than that."

Using his free hand, Jack wiped some of the drool that was dripping down her chin and rubbed it across the top of her breasts. "Though granted, this is pretty embarrassing for you."

Power Girl let out a yell of outrage, her cheeks red. She knew that this creep would eventually go for her tits, it was obvious but she did not want her drool wiped across them as well. And he had the nerve to act like he had done her some sort of favour. Oh, she was going to kill him when she got out of this.

"Well, okay, they probably wouldn't do that," Jack admitted with an evil grin. "Or this." He began slowly pulling down the front of her costume, exposing more and more of her breasts until, with an almost audible popping sound, they were free.

Losing her composure at this, Power Girl began throwing herself into her bonds, snarling and howling around the gag before she realised what it was doing to her freed tits and stopped, mortified.

"Aww, show's over already," Jack asked in mocking disappointment. "That's all right," putting the Kryptonite in his pocket for now, he seized her breasts with both hands and began mashing them around, "I don't mind using my hands."

Karen’s rage almost had her tearing through the ballgag with her teeth in response.

"So feisty!" Jack laughed and circled around behind her. "You know, people always talk about your tits, but hardly anyone mentions what a fine ass you have." He patted it possessively, watching it bounce slightly.

Karen did not know whether to be offended or happy that someone was not focusing on her huge breasts and instead looking at her ass… which she would admit was one of the best in the world. Instead, she flexed her fingers, trying to find some give in the rope or reach the knots.

"I wonder...you're normally invulnerable, but now...let's see how this feels."

SMACK!

Karen let out a yelp, both at the force of the strike and the fact that she had actually felt that strike. Had the gold kryptonite lowered her inability to feel pain as well? She really hoped not.

Jack smirked. "That was a sexy sound. Tell you what, I'll let you choose. Would you rather I have fun with your massive tits or your round ass?"

Karen did not dignify that with a response.

"Both it is then!" Jack said cheerily, reaching around Karen with one hand to grab at her breasts, while his other hand began fondling and smacking her ass.

Karen had seen that coming. Ignoring the sensations running through her body, she began imagining how she would kill this creep when she got free. She would rip off his legs off first… yeah, that would be a good starting point.

Jack kept it up for several minutes, but eventually a look at his watch revealed the sad truth. "Well, babe, I have to get going." He came around so Karen could see him again. "And just to show there are no hard feelings..." He pulled her top back up, taking the opportunity to cop several feels as he did.

Around her gag, Karen let out a sigh of relief that her torment was finally over. She wanted to go home and forget all of this. Maybe after some sleep, she could pretend that it was all a nightmare.

Still smiling, Jack held up the chunk of gold Kryptonite...then wedged into Powergirl's cleavage, so deep that it could barely be seen. "Handy," he told her, patting her chest and watching it jiggle. "See ya, sweet thing."

Whistling, he walked away.

‘Once his legs are ripped off, I’ll tear his arms off and beat him with them for a bit…’

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"Nice view, don't you think?" Jack B. Nimble turned to Powergirl and grinned, bouncing the piece of golden Kryptonite gently in his hand. "And I'm not just talking about the view of the city.

Power Girl growled at the man before her and had it not been for the Kryptonite in his hand, her glare would have literally killed him. Instead, she was forced to endure this humiliation. The two of them were currently at the very top of a skyscraper overlooking the vast city below them, the Kryptonian bound to the pole with nothing but ordinary rope, a large ballgag between her lips.

"Now don't be like that," Jack said in his best reasonable tone, patting her on the head. "After all, all I did was tie you up; your enemies would have done a lot worse than that."

Using his free hand, Jack wiped some of the drool that was dripping down her chin and rubbed it across the top of her breasts. "Though granted, this is pretty embarrassing for you."

Power Girl let out a yell of outrage, her cheeks red. She knew that this creep would eventually go for her tits, it was obvious but she did not want her drool wiped across them as well. And he had the nerve to act like he had done her some sort of favour. Oh, she was going to kill him when she got out of this.

"Well, okay, they probably wouldn't do that," Jack admitted with an evil grin. "Or this." He began slowly pulling down the front of her costume, exposing more and more of her breasts until, with an almost audible popping sound, they were free.

Losing her composure at this, Power Girl began throwing herself into her bonds, snarling and howling around the gag before she realised what it was doing to her freed tits and stopped, mortified.

"Aww, show's over already," Jack asked in mocking disappointment. "That's all right," putting the Kryptonite in his pocket for now, he seized her breasts with both hands and began mashing them around, "I don't mind using my hands."

Karen’s rage almost had her tearing through the ballgag with her teeth in response.

"So feisty!" Jack laughed and circled around behind her. "You know, people always talk about your tits, but hardly anyone mentions what a fine ass you have." He patted it possessively, watching it bounce slightly.

Karen did not know whether to be offended or happy that someone was not focusing on her huge breasts and instead looking at her ass… which she would admit was one of the best in the world. Instead, she flexed her fingers, trying to find some give in the rope or reach the knots.

"I wonder...you're normally invulnerable, but now...let's see how this feels."

SMACK!

Karen let out a yelp, both at the force of the strike and the fact that she had actually felt that strike. Had the gold kryptonite lowered her inability to feel pain as well? She really hoped not.

Jack smirked. "That was a sexy sound. Tell you what, I'll let you choose. Would you rather I have fun with your massive tits or your round ass?"

Karen did not dignify that with a response.

"Both it is then!" Jack said cheerily, reaching around Karen with one hand to grab at her breasts, while his other hand began fondling and smacking her ass.

Karen had seen that coming. Ignoring the sensations running through her body, she began imagining how she would kill this creep when she got free. She would rip off his legs off first… yeah, that would be a good starting point.

Jack kept it up for several minutes, but eventually a look at his watch revealed the sad truth. "Well, babe, I have to get going." He came around so Karen could see him again. "And just to show there are no hard feelings..." He pulled her top back up, taking the opportunity to cop several feels as he did.

Around her gag, Karen let out a sigh of relief that her torment was finally over. She wanted to go home and forget all of this. Maybe after some sleep, she could pretend that it was all a nightmare.

Still smiling, Jack held up the chunk of gold Kryptonite...then wedged into Powergirl's cleavage, so deep that it could barely be seen. "Handy," he told her, patting her chest and watching it jiggle. "See ya, sweet thing."

Whistling, he walked away.

‘Once his legs are ripped off, I’ll tear his arms off and beat him with them for a bit…’