7 comments/ 256230 views/ 22 favorites BattleBabe vs The Smugglers Ch. 01 By: ArteestX She could feel his cock throbbing inside her mouth. Every thrust would send more cum into the back of her throat. She wanted to gag from the salty taste, but she could barely move. Her hands were tied behind her back, and his hands were forcing her head back and forth against his cock. Tears were streaming down her face, but the only response she got was chilling laughter. She tried struggling against her bonds, but she had no hope of breaking the metal handcuffs. She could feel her hair being pulled even harder, then her head was thrust back and forth even faster, and her enormous tits were slapping against his legs and her erect nipples began aching . She could feel his cock becoming more and more engorged, as his cum poured out of her mouth and dripped all over her huge chest. Kate had thought this would be easy. She was BattleBabe, the most amazing superheroine to fight crime in Metroville. Her huge breasts had always gotten her attention, and her skin tight battle costume not only had the most advanced defense technology, but it had also given her an advantage over male villains who were always distracted by her incredibly huge tits. She and her mentor in microtechnology had worked for years to perfect the battle suit and create a superheroine that would protect the innocent and punish the guilty. But when BattleBabe went into the warehouse a few hours ago on a tip that drugs were being smuggled into the city, she didn't know that the smugglers had gotten an electroneutralizer. She never felt it impact her battle suit, all she had felt was the jolt of electricity through her body as she convulsed on the floor. She felt her breasts ache from being wildly throttled to and fro. When she woke, she realized what a mistake she had made. Her suit had been removed, leaving her helpless and naked. They had tied her hands tightly behind her back, compressing her shoulder blades and thrusting her enormous breasts forward. She was completely and utterly helpless. There were eight smugglers, and she could see all their lustful eyes staring at her chest. She knew that they were all eyeing her luscious body, and she wondered what perversions they might do to her. But then one of them grabbed her by the hair, forced her to her knees and began shoving his cock into her mouth. Again and again, she felt it going in and out of her mouth, the cum splurging into her mouth. She tried to breathe, but could barely find any air; there was too much cum in her mouth. The jism began pouring out of her mouth and onto her jugs. Her nipples became rock hard as the warm cum slid over them. She wanted to scream, but he kept shoving himself inside her mouth over and over and over. The cum kept pouring out of her mouth onto her quivering body. Suddenly he pulled himself out of her mouth, as the cum kept dripping onto her chest. For a moment, she thought it might be over, but her pain had only begun. One of the other smugglers pulled her by her hair and then slammed her face into the floor. She could feel the blood coming out her nose when she felt his hands squeezing her buttocks. He spread her butt cheeks wide so that her ass was fully exposed. She was just about to beg him to stop, when she felt his cock shoved inside her ass. She screamed in pain and that just made him laugh. "Damn, what a tight ass" he said, as he continued to thrust his cock inside her. She was humiliated as he continued to drive his penis deeper and deeper and deeper. She thought she had reached the extent of her torment, but then another smuggler lifted her body and struck his fist against her face. She was completely at their mercy, but they had no mercy for her. She felt her ass burning as one cock kept thrusting in and out of her, and then her mouth was forced open and another cock was crammed inside her wet and inviting mouth. She was on her knees and her breasts rocked ferociously back and forth and the smugglers had their way with her. She gagged as his jism exploded down into her throat, the warmth of his junk heating her already burning mouth as it slid down. Minutes went by until they were done with her. Her body quivered from exhaustion, as cum oozed out of her ass and mouth. Surely they needed to escape with their drugs. But she heard one of them on the phone, telling their boss how no police were aware of what they were doing. BattleBabe hadn't bothered to tell any other superheroes of the drug tip, so no other superheroes were coming. As two more smugglers flipped her on her back, she knew there would be no rescue. She was powerless and helpless as one smuggler lifted her legs in the air and crammed his cock into her tight cunt. She tried to resist, but he kept pushing and pushing. The more she tightened her pussy in resistance, the more her soft muscles enveloped his dick. She tried to pretend that her pussy wasn't enjoying the cock trying to penetrate her, but her vaginal fluids poured out of her. Her cunt was too wet to resist his throbbing penis thrusting inside her. She tried to stop her soft vaginal tissue from pressing against his cock and stimulating her, but it was too late. Her pussy began pulsating from pleasure, which made his dick all the more hard. And he shoved his hardened shaft inside her. It hurt, but the pain only stimulated her more. Just then anther smuggler climbed on top of her and put his cock between her warm breasts. He grabbed her jugs and the cum that had previously dripped onto her chest lubricated his tit-fuck and he jammed his crotch into her soft mounds of flesh, quivering with each thrust. His fingers squeezed her erect nipples, and she gasped in pleasure. She didn't want to enjoy his stiff penis in her breasts, but when the cum started shooting onto her face, she could not help herself. She moaned in ecstasy, her open mouth licking his cum, her pussy became more and more wet, lubricating the cock thrusting harder and harder inside her. They raped her for several minutes, and she hated the thought of what they were doing to her, even as her body was stimulated by their exploitation of her. When they were done with her, and their cum was slowly dripping on the rest of her body, she thought that at last she had come to the end of her suffering. She was completely humiliated at how this criminal scum had violated her incredible buxom body. Her gigantic tits were red from being squeezed so hard, her pussy was pulsing and dripping cum. But at least it was all over. Or so she thought. ======================== Only an hour ago, she had been BattleBabe, a woman with titanic tits and a skin-tight body suit that possessed the most advanced defense technology on the planet. But she had been overconfident, and it had cost her dearly. She had come to stop the drug smugglers only to find herself outnumbered, naked, powerless, and helpless. Five of them had already humiliated her by forcing their cocks into her mouth, her ass, her pussy. She felt every throbbing thrust they had made her endure. But perhaps it had finally come to an end. A smuggler came behind her and helped her to her feet. Her arms were still tied behind her back, pushing her incredibly large breasts forward. For a second, she hoped they would release her. Instead, she felt a rope around her neck. All of a sudden, her body lurched upward, and the rope around her neck tightened. Her body was pulled upwards, so that only her toes barely pressed against the floor. This was the only thing keeping her breathing. She became afraid that they would continue pulling the rope until she choked, but they didn't; her gasping got faster, but at least she could breathe, barely. Then she saw one of the smuggler pull out a whip. Her eyes widened as he pulled his arm back. She never saw his arm move forward; all she felt was the sharp sting against her defenseless breasts. She shrieked and heard only laughter in response. Her tits jiggled for a few seconds as the smuggler drew his hand back. Again, the whip lashed against her tender mammaries. She screamed "Please! I beg of you! Stop!" He didn't say a word, he simply whipped against her fleshy breasts again and again. Every time her shrill screeches filled the room, the other smugglers mocked her. She begged for mercy, but it only encouraged him more. She struggled against the ropes on her hands, but they were too tight. She strained to keep the rope on her neck from completely choking her, as the lashes kept coming. Welts were starting to form on her unbelievably enormous tits, twitching with every stroke of the whip. She felt a warm liquid dripping down her leg, and she realized that her pussy had become impossibly wet. Her cunt throbbed in gratification as the whip kept thrashing against her exposed body. She would never have believed that she would find sexual satisfaction, but every lash brought her one moment closer to orgasm. She tried to fight the euphoria between her legs, but the whipping that made her tits squirm in pain only made her cunt even more wet, even more satisfied, even more throbbing. It seemed like hours before he got tired, just as she was ready to orgasm. This was her weakest moment. She wanted to be fucked. She needed to be fucked. She craved being fucked, and she didn't care who fucked her. She thought about imploring someone to fuck her. But before she did, she felt a cock driven into her ass. She gasped in pleasure, her neck still being held up by the rope, as he grabbed her hips and impaled her over and over. Her ass enjoyed every moment, but her pussy kept dripping, unfulfilled and throbbing. She was about to beg for someone to fuck her cunt, but she felt someone grab her breasts instead. She could feel his tongue flick over her nipple. She even felt some drops of milk dribble into his mouth. As soon as he tasted her, his teeth sunk into her fleshy mounds and she moaned. The pain was incredible, but she was too close to the pinnacle of her passion, she cried "Yes, yes, yes!!!" as tears flowed out her eyes. He was sucking so hard on her breasts, too hard, and her nipples were in anguish. Her ass was stinging and her twat trembled and poured out more wetness. She yearned to achieve orgasm, but the pain she felt kept her from achieving it. There she was, her hands tied helpless behind her, another rope around her neck dangerously close to choking her. She was being raped in the ass by one smuggler as another kept squeezing and chewing her immensely huge breasts. She was gasping in pleasure, and she started pleading for someone, anyone "Please fuck me! Please! Fuck me hard!! I beg of you!! Fuck my pussy as hard as you can!!" And then she felt the cum shooting into her ass, and then drip back out. She felt the bastard on her tits ease off as her engorged nipples, drenched in milk, were throbbing in pain. Someone cut the rope that was on her neck, and she fell to her knees in exhausted ecstasy. She began sobbing, tears streaming out of her eyes, her pussy yearning for satisfaction. She quietly said, "someone... fuck me.... my cunt... please... please..." and her voice trailed off. And then she went unconscious. BattleBabe vs The Smugglers Ch. 02 Slowly, BattleBabe opened her eyes. What started out as a routine drug bust has turned into a dehumanizing series of sexual humiliation and torture. She was without her battle suit, naked and shivering, and helpless to prevent her abusers from violating her luscious body over and over. Her titanic tits swayed back and forth and her body trembled from the cold. She opened her eyes and found herself in a darkened room. One light shone down on her from above, otherwise the room was completely pitch black. She didn't know where she was or how she had gotten there. She was kneeling on the ground with her arms spread apart and chained to opposite ends of the room. The room had a musty smell and she could hear a slow drip in the background, so perhaps she was in a basement of some sort. The floor was cold and clammy against her knees. But perhaps all is not lost. She had learned months ago to keep a homing beacon on her neck at the base of her skull. This would alert the authorities to come get her if an emergency ever occured. She had no hope of reaching the beacon earlier when her hands were tied behind her back. But with her arms spread out, perhaps she could get her hands close enough to activate the beacon. She struggled against the chains, inching her hand closer and closer to her neck. Just then, some smugglers came in and saw her struggling. One of them lifted his boot and smashed it into the side of her face, and blood began pouring out of both her nostrils and one side of her mouth. She could feel her eye beginning to swell shut. Suddenly she felt someone grab her hair and pull her head up. A cock was rammed into her mouth again and again. Her forehead kept slapping into his stomach and his penis jutted into her throat again and again. As he was laughing and moaning, she could taste his cum and her blood mixing in her mouth. She tried to swallow as much as she could, but it was too much, and it splurged out the sides of her mouth, dripping onto her gigantic jugs. He had already cum, but he kept forcing his dick in and out of her mouth, jamming her head harder and harder into his crotch, faster and faster. He screamed in pleasure, gasping in relief. He let go of her, and she pulled back her face, which was thoroughly covered in cum and blood. She felt his warm jism slowly slide down her face and onto her shoulders and chest. She felt it continue to ooze down between her breasts, which twitched in exhaustion. Another smuggler stood behind her and pulled her limp body up. He massaged her breasts from behind, squeezing her nipples hard. He dug his fingers into her nipples and held her up by her breasts. The pain was excruciating, but she couldn't stop herself from being aroused. Her pussy began to moisten, and she hoped the men wouldn't notice. A second smuggler got in front of her and began caressing her breasts. She had four hands moving all over her tits, and her nipples became erect. The man in front began licking her tits while the other man held her up. Her boobs were getting licked and stroked and fondled and kissed and bitten and squeezed, and she couldn't help but start gasping from all the stimulation. Wetness began pouring out of her throbbing cunt, and she once again felt the same desperate need to be fucked. She tried to bite her lip, but her moans grew louder and louder, gasping and crying out "yes! Yes! YES!! YES!!" The smuggler got up closer to her face and said "you want me to fuck you?" She softly gasped "yes!" He told her, "you need to beg me, you slut, beg me to fuck you!" She didn't want to say anything, it was too humiliating to beg someone to rape her. But her body yearned for release. "Please," she softly begged, "please please please I want you to fuck me!" He asked her "where do you want to get fucked?" She bit her lip, hoping the words wouldn't come out, but the throbbing in her crotch was irresistible. "My pussy..." she whispered. "I can't hear you, bitch! Scream it out!!" Her humiliation was complete and tears poured out of her eyes. "FUCK MY PUSSY!! FUCK MY PUSSY!!" "Louder, you whore! Where do you want me to fuck you?" She abandoned all self-respect and dignity, screaming at the top of her lungs, "MY CUNT!! PLEASE I BEG YOU!! CRAM YOUR COCK INTO MY CUNT!! PLEEEEASE!!" The man behind her let go of her and she fell to her knees, sobbing. The pain in her arms was overwhelming, blood continued to flow out of her nose, cum was drying and flaking all over her chest, her tits were shaking as her body convulsed in an attempt to find orgasmic release. She heard footsteps approaching her. She looked up and couldn't believe what she saw. The face that stared at her, grinning from ear to ear, was none other than her mentor who had taught her everything she knew about microtechnology. He had helped her build her suit, he was a father figure to her, wrinkles just starting to develop on his face, his hair half-turned to white. He had asked her out on a date a few years ago, but she didn't think it would be appropriate. He took it well and never asked her again as they continued to work together. And here she was, chained and naked, molested and violated, sexually humiliated and disgraced into begging criminals or anyone else to fuck her cunt. His smile grew with pride. "I always knew you were a whore," he said. And then he unfastened his belt and lowered his pants, as she started weeping. =================== Her massive breasts were flopping around uncontrollably. Sweat gushed out of her every pore, making her skin wet and shiny. Her pussy was pummeled by the cock of the man standing behind her, his hands on her hips violently pulling her body over his shaft harder and harder. Her name was BattleBabe, and she was once the greatest heroine in Metroville. The technology of her amazing battle suit, developed by her and her mentor, had defeated evil time and time again. But tonight, she found out that her mentor had betrayed her. He had made sure she would find out about the drug shipment. He had given the smugglers the electroneutralizer that had rendered her suit unusable. He had encouraged the smugglers to violate her body savagely, without humanity, without compassion. And now that her body had been stimulated and aroused beyond her ability to control herself, humiliatingly begging her tormentors to fuck her, he was standing behind her, forcing her on her knees, bending forward, and he was thrusting his cock inside her with no mercy or pity, with all the cruel torture he could muster. Her incredible chest was wildly heaving, her nipples were achingly erect, her fractured arms bruised, beaten, and chained to the wall. The blood coming out of her nose and mouth had almost stopped, and she was screaming with both ecstasy and shame. Drops of sweat flung in every direction. She thought being fucked with utter violence would somehow quell the throbbing in her pussy. But she sobbed as she realized she needed that cock to thrust insider her even deeper, even harder, and her complete humiliation shamed her to her soul. She screamed out to him, "HARDER!! HARDER!!" The other smugglers were all standing around her, watching the entire show. As she shrieked in euphoria, the smugglers laughed and laughed. "I can't take her screaming no more!" and he walked up to her and shoved his long shaft into her mouth. The violent thrusting against her pussy pushed her face against his body, his cock penetrating deep into her throat. But now she sucked as hard as she could, wanting to feel his cum erupt in her mouth. She didn't have long to wait, and cum began pouring out of her mouth and flying all over her hair, her arms, and of course her immense jugs that continued to shudder and bounce in a frenzy. She found that she loved the feeling of the warm cum flowing down her throat and all over her face and breasts. Her mentor continued to pound mercilessly into her pussy, and her moans of pain encouraged him to be even more ferocious. He spanked her so hard her buttocks were turning red. Her moist cunt got wetter and wetter each time he hammered his cock inside her. She knew her pussy was getting red and strained, but she wanted him to keep battering her. She hated herself, she wept in degradation, but she couldn't help being unbelievably aroused. The orgasm was building inside her, and she screamed in ecstasy. Her cunt trembled with each impact, and the orgasmic pleasure she felt overwhelmed all sense of modesty and control. Her mentor groaned as he ejaculated his cum, filling her cavity and splooging out onto the floor. He grabbed her hair with both hands, digging his fingers and grabbing all the hair he could, and pulled her body towards him, shoving his shaft deep inside her. Her bruised arms were straining against her chains, digging into her wrists and causing welts to develop. But she did not resist his dick, she did not try to stop him from doing whatever he wanted. She had no more strength, the release of her orgasm had left her helpless and weak. He had complete control over her and she had submitted her body to his evil revenge. She looked up at him and he sneered back at her. She knew he felt nothing but contempt for her, she was worthless to him, and she accepted his scorn with no dignity left. She embraced her own shame and insignificance. She watched him pick up the whip and she knew that she would not live much longer. He picked up the whip, laughed, and began beating her. She knew he was enjoying every crack of the whip against her tender flesh, every time a piece of skin left her huge tits, every lash against her sweaty velvety skin. She knew she was going to die, and she was powerless to prevent it. All she could do was kneel there in helpless exhaustion and pain. Just then, red and blue lights swirled around the room through some windows. Before the smugglers knew what had happened, policemen had stormed in from three separate directions, and the villains had nowhere to run. The police found the drugs and an incredibly well-endowed woman covered in blood and cum, and that was more than enough evidence to send them all away for life. When her mentor had grabbed her hair, he had inadvertently trigged the homing device that called the police. No officer recognized her as BattleBabe, which is just as well. As they led her mentor away in cuffs, he vowed "You haven't seen the last of me, you bitch! Next time I see your whoring cunt, I'll kill you!" She was glad to see him drive away in chains, but she felt like she was losing part of her past. And she cried. She spent the next few weeks recovering and fixing her battle suit. She was slowly recovering from the trauma, and she was getting stronger each day. By the time her wounds had all healed, her battle suit was fully functional. She vowed to set aside her guilt, she was a human being who could live with a little shame. And she swore she would do whatever she could to protect the innocents and punish the guilty. She was still... BattleBabe!!