Jake’s van sped down the back alleys of the old dock district on a slight detour before on his way back to his crappy apartment.  The area use to be much more active before Superwoman had made crime a much more dangerous career choice in Delta City, but now it was pretty much dead as Jake scanned the buildings until he spotted what he was looking for; one of the ICE Superwoman wanted posters.  It was just the text one and not the original ones that had been posted with a glossy picture of the young heroine, those has quickly vanished long ago grabbed for the picture more than anyone with hopes of collecting the reward.  Jake himself had managed to nap one that he had “entertained” himself with, but had lost it when he had come home one night to find him kicked out of his apartment and his stuff kept by the landlord for back rent.  Since them the ICE had posted the text ones both to keep them on the street but due to a serious setback when Atomic Fist had attempted to hand Superwoman over to them.

Jake jumped back into his van shoving the flyer into the pocket of his ratty jeans.  He looked over his shoulder into the back of the van.  The van’s shocks were shot and his cargo had bounced and jostled around on his trip through the back alleys.  When he had left the pawn shop Superwoman had been completely buried in loot from the pawn shop and other garbage in the back of the van.  The only sign of her now were nylon encased calves and feet duct taped together.  He instantly felt the tightening of his pants at that tiny view of the heroine.  He reached down to feel the amazingly silky foot and running his hand up to her toes pinched and pulled at the shimmering material.  It stretched as he lifted her heels off the floor an inch before he let go and let them fall with no sign of resistance back to the floor. 

Starring at her amazing feet he reached out and picked up one of her boots he had thrown on the passenger seat as his other unconsciously went to his tight crotch.  The red leather felt cool in his hand and while he had done it without thinking, it suddenly occurred to him what he had done; he had de-booted Superwoman!  Everyone knew that Superwoman was invulnerable, untouchable, unbeatable, and on and on.  It was only the so called “super” villains that tried but even they had not been able to bring down the heroine.  Now here he was holding one of her boots staring at her sexy ankles taped together.  Just how ridiculous and unimaginable the situation was overcame Jake and he gasped just managing to yank his pants before he came.  Jake leaned back in his seat as the organism passed.  Jake had never had a strong or reliable libido disappointing even the women he paid to be with him, but he felt his arousal already building at the site of his cum soling the bright red leather boot.  Tossing the boot aside he smiled to himself and started the crappy van.  No more jacking off to some picture we was going to do the real thing!  He “grabbed” his air guitar again, “I’m going to bang super, super…superwoman!” he sang as he drove away!  The legs of Superwoman vanished back under the pile of junk of the van as bounced down the road.

Entering his apartment Jake chucked her boots aside and dumped Superwoman onto his unmade bed and she bounced causing the rusty springs to squeak as she came to rest face down.  In her bright red costume she stood out as out of place in the dimly lit efficiency.  He turned and was halfway out the door when he stopped.  What the hell did he care or need all that junk he had heisted from the pawn shop?  That was small time and that was not him anymore.  He turned shutting the door and looking back at the prone form of the most famous women in Delta City.  He hesitated feeling a moment of panic at the magnitude of the events that evening and began to grab his keys thinking about getting the hell out of there.  The fear and mystic he and most villains had for Superwoman ran deep and everything so far had happened so fast he had not really had to think, which was how he operated best, but now here he was at a decision.  He had failed or run his whole life and was about to do so again, but at the last moment he strode over the Superwoman and yanked her head up by the hair, “I ain’t afraid of you!”  His voice cracked and he almost pissed his pants but in the act and staring into the famed heroine’s unconscious face he gained confidence. 

Shoving her face back down into the mattress Jake pulled out a small knife and cut open the tape binding her wrists letting her arms slip apart and lay down her sides.  He then cut open the tape around her ankles.  He grabbed one foot in each and lifted them and her calve off the bed.  He could see bright red nail polish under her hose and he loved how he felt no resistance from his manipulation of her legs.  He let one go at a time and watches her foot drop to bounce on the mattress.  He ran his hand up the back of her thigh feeling the texture of her hose and firmness of her leg until it reached the round curve over her ass.  His hand slide up the curve until it reached where her spandex bottom met her nylons and in excitement he jammed is hand inside under once side of the red bottoms and out the other to yank the full back bottom into a thong!  This elicited a muffled moan from the sexy heroine the first sound she had made since he had defeated her.  He found that weak sound turned him on even more.  He released the red spandex and slid back but not completely from the wedgie he given her.

Jake then easily flipped the limp heroine onto her back and cupping her chin shook her, “Come on wake up Super Bitch!”  There was just a tiny movement of her eyelid behind the red mask but nothing else.  This was the first time he noticed how perfectly her eye makeup was done with just tiny hints of glitter.  The women he had been with wore makeup but it was always caked on and almost clown-like.  Looking around he grabbed a roll of duct tape off the floor.  He had plenty since he often seemed to be “fixing” his van, furniture, you name it with the stuff.  He then pulled Superwoman’s arms over her head on each side of a bar of the headboard and once again bound them together with tape.  Searching around again Jake found a bungee and old extension cord.  Instead of tying her ankles together again he spread her long legs to tie her right with the bungee and her left with the extension cord to the metal footboard.  He now had the defender of Delta City bound to his dirty old bed!

He moved back to sit next to her and peeling a corner up ripped the duct tape off her mouth.  This caused a muffled cry from the heroine and left a red mark on her cheeks where the tape had been.  Her lipstick was gone and he noticed it smeared on the tape he had just pulled off.  He carefully set that aside thinking to keep it as a souvenir.  He then pulled out the spit soaked cloth and finally fished out the crystal.  Holding the crystal in one hand he once again grabbed Superwoman’s chin and began to shake her with very different results.  Superwoman moaned, her eyes began to flutter open, and she tried to pull away from his hand.

As Superwoman the first two things she noticed were that she could not pull her arms down and a horrible smell.  Looking up into Jake’s leering face the earlier events came quickly back to her.  From a quick scan of what she could see and the horrible smell that was probably a combination of this “Jake” and his apartment that what he had said was true; her run in with him had not been a planned trap.  Her eyes were drawn to the de-powering crystal and Jake grinned more at the fear he was sure he saw in her eyes behind the mask.  While it was not hard since she did feel a level of fear of the crystals affect on her powers she made no attempt to hide it hoping that this would distract the thug as she tried to figure a way her way out of this.  Jake grinned, “Not so tough or cocky anymore!”

In her short career Josephine had learned a lot about reading people and it was obvious from this loser the best plan was to keep building his ego, “No, please, what…what are you going to do to me?” gasp Josephine weakly.  While she was no great actor the fact that she felt weak as a kitten helped her play it up.  A real “villain” would never have bought but Jake ate it up!

“What ever I want baby cause I kicked your ass!” Jake then pressed the crystal against her bare flat belly.  Superwoman did not have to pretend as she cried out from the contact with her bare skin.  While not as powerful as it had felt in her mouth it burned.  Worse she felt like that this being the third time it had been used against her its affects were getting stronger. 

Superwoman gasp as he pulled the crystal off her bare skin, “Please no more, I beg you Jake!”  Saying his name hit the spot and Jake smiled bigger than he had in his entire life.

Unfortunately it also turned him on past any point he had ever experienced.  He literally jumped on top of the helpless Superwoman and began to rub himself between her spread legs and grabbing at her hips.  Superwoman was took weak put up any resistance pinned under the larger man.  Fear of what was coming welled up in her as she felt him grabbing at crotch to open his pants.  Then she suddenly felt Jake gasp and his body jerk and shudder.  Suddenly the man was awkwardly climbing off her to turn away.  Angrily he pulled the flyer out of his pocket, “I’m going to sell you to ICE for 25 million and be famous as the guy who took down Superwoman!”

Superwoman looked down and felt sick seeing where on her costume bottoms and nylons that Jake had not been able to hold back, but felt a huge sense of relief thinking of what might have happened if he had any stamina at all.  She knew she that despite the fact that this Jake was a total loser did not make him any less dangerous, but she felt like she had a better chance with him than with ICE especially since they would be more prepared after the failure when Atomic Fist had tried to collect.  Actually very little was known about ICE and even the men she had captured had not led the FBI any closer to finding out more about the organization.  Some figured they really were a loose organization with no head but run by multiple crime organizations.

Superwoman thought fast and had an idea.  Still in her weakest voice, “You can’t just call them and turn me over.  They will just kill you and take the credit themselves.”

Jake spun around still fumbling with his pants in humiliation “Why the hell should I believe you?”

Superwoman looked away with a slight look of embarrassment. “I, I have never been defeated and now you, I don’t know,” Superwoman’s voice trailed off as waited to see if Jake was really that dumb.

She did not need worry.  Jake laughed and grabbed and pulled her face back toward him, “Yeah and now you are all horned up for the guy that kicked your ass, aren’t you?”

“No, please, I can’t.”

“Say it baby, you finally met your match and now you find you like being put in your place by a real man!”

Superwoman had to try and not laugh sarcastically as she whispered, “Yes.”

He smiled, “That is what I though!  Well don’t worry baby I we’ll have plenty of fun before I sell you off to the ICS.  So what would you suggest?”

“No please, don’t you just want me for yourself?”

Jake grabbed her by the neck, “Listen I’m in charge here so you will do what I say!”

Superwoman gasp, “Okay, please just don’t hurt me.  You should take a photo and contact them about an exchange.  Don’t tell them where I am until you get your money.”  She was taking a risk but figured it was a good guess he did not have a camera and that would buy time.

Jake smiled that sounded like a good plan, “You know I think I saw a video camera in the loot I napped.  Why I go get that and we can make a video for the ICE losers and then you and I will make a personal one.  Prove to everyone I banged you for real!” 

As he moved to once again shove the crystal into her mouth Superwoman pleaded in her best submissive voice, “No, please Jake don’t make me suck on that again.  It hurts too much.”

Jake paused and smiled, “Okay babe, but only one condition.  I get to put something different in there!”  He then leaned down and roughly began to kiss Superwoman.  She struggled not to gag as he shoved his tongue into her mouth.  It seemed to last forever and toward the end she gasped as he instead shoved the crystal inside her spandex top between her breasts.  Jake stood up and licked his lips, he had never tasted a kiss like that since most women he had been with tasted like cigarettes, but this had been sweet.  “I’ll see you soon babe!”

As he strode out the door Superwoman struggled not to pass out.  While the affect was not as powerful as it had been in her mouth it hurt and against her bare skin.  She pulled weakly at her wrists and ankles.  She thought she had felt the tape give some when she had pulled it against the bars some but now there did not seem to be any give.  She was about to give up when she heard a creak and a slight give, but it was not the tape instead the bar of the headboard had moved!