Chapter Two
Invincible Girl had been America's Sweetheart for years. Now she was America's Number One Porn Star. The next morning, Morningstar lay on his back scrolling social media on his phone, while Invincible Girl, still completely naked, straddled his legs and sucked his cock slowly, with her arms chained behind her back. He'd instructed her the previous night, after she was sprayed down with a high pressure water hose, to wake him up with a blow job. He'd put a pair of manacles on her wrists and bound them behind her back, so now she presented a lovely picture of enslavement as her head bobbed up and down on what he called his "Little Morningstar," which had remained rigid for hours. He doubted the manacles and chains could actually hold her, should she try to break them. They were really more for show.
Of course the moralizing do-gooders on the Internet were saying things like "rape" and "brutal atrocity" and "despicable defiling of an innocent girl," but he knew they were jerking off to the footage he'd broadcast to the world, just like his adoring fans. #freeinvinciblegirl competed with #fuckinvinciblegirl and #invinciblewhore.
The Juggernauts of Justice, the Firebringers, and individual heroes like Eternia and Atlas, all swore to rescue Invincible Girl and bring Morningstar to justice.
"Bring it, bitches!" he tweeted back to the Firebringers, and to Eternia, he tweeted "You too, and bring those tits."
To the self-righteous twat tweeting about his defling of a child, he replied, "The bitch just turned 18, as if millions of you weren't wanking to pictures of her underage tits for years."
He looked down at Invincible Girl, recorded a few moments of the tireless
Schluck! Schluck! Schluck!
sound her lips made, and then said, "Invincible Whore, show the world what a slut you are."
Invincible Girl looked up, and he zoomed in on her face. Her beautiful blue eyes were filled with terrible awareness of what was being done to her, and an unquenchable eagerness to please him. Her lips, those sweet, innocent lips the world associated with her eager, cheery smile, were now wrapped plumply and tightly around his throbbing morningstar.
"Suck for the camera," he said. She bobbed her head more energetically, making louder
Schluck!Schluck!Schluck!
sounds. She was still a novice when it came to cocksucking, but at least she was using her tongue now. And the fact that she could literally keep it up for hours without tiring was an advantage. Fortunately, he could also literally keep it up for hours.
He tossed the camera aside, for which Invincible Girl was silently grateful. She doubted she would be spared further public humiliation for long, though. She continued sucking him, keeping her eyes on his face, which was still so radiant and unspeakably beautiful that nothing he'd done to her could banish her adoration and desire to please him.
"You haven't yet learned to properly finish," Morningstar said. "It's very important that a superslut like you learns to swallow. It's an essential part of cocksucking. At times I may wish you to do other things with my seed. There are many other games we can play." He smiled, while she kept sucking and shuddered inwardly at the thought of these "games." "But yesterday I didn't really give you a chance to properly swallow my load, just what little made it into your mouth."
Invincible Girl's eyes blurred at the memory. Kneeling on the floor, violated in every hole, savagely used as a sex toy, only for him to finally come all over her face on live TV. And of course she'd licked up what she could, just because it would please him.
"When I come in your mouth," Morningstar went on, "you must make sure not to spill a drop. Show that you know what a precious gift this is. And never swallow until given permission."
She made a low affirming sound as she took him deeper down her throat. She'd learned that he liked that.
"Ah, that's good, my pretty little cocksucking whore," he said, closing his eyes briefly. "Practice that some more. Get it as far down your throat as you can."
Invincible Girl opened her mouth wider and forced herself to go all the way down on him, until her tongue was licking the glowing golden pubic hair around the base of his shaft, and the head of his cock was buried deep down her throat, wedged tightly enough to give a normal woman trouble breathing. She tried awkwardly to get at his balls, but without the use of her hands, only succeeded in grazing them lightly with her teeth. He smacked the side of her head, which didn't hurt her but still brought tears to her eyes at his disapproval. She struggled not to let the violent jerk of her head allow her teeth to touch any other part of him.
"Clumsy slut," he sighed. "You will need much more practice to become a competent cocksucker."
She thought this was a little unfair. She'd just sucked cock for the first time yesterday!
"Now," he said, "ease up, and prepare to receive your master's gift."
In his presence, this truly was like receiving a wonderful gift, though inside she was still disgusted by every moment of this and wanted to gag. But she looked up at him worshipfully, and slid her lips up his shaft, keeping them tightly sealed around it and stroking each inch of it with her tongue, touching the head of his cock with the tip of her tongue. Her eyes widened a little as ejaculate began to seep out of the tip. She tasted its saltiness, familiar now from last night, yet somehow stronger and more tangy.
Abruptly, with a gasp, he came, and her mouth filled with semen. More semen than she had imagined, despite the incredible volume he'd ejaculated onto her face last night. She sucked and sucked and sucked as he kept pumping more into her, until her cheeks swelled and her throat was full, and still it kept coming. Invincible or not, she could only physically hold so much jizz in her mouth without spilling it or swallowing. Cum dribbled around his shaft and ran over her lips. She felt some dribbling down her chin. Her throat constricted and some of his cum went down it. She tried to hold it all, but she couldn't help allowing some to escape. She looked up at him helplessly, hoping he was satisfied, and crying tears of gratitude at being permitted this wonderful gift.
He had picked up his phone again, and was zooming in on her face, with her tear-streaked face and her moist lips, now slick with semen, still wrapped around his shaft.
"Sit up and show everyone what a shameless dirty cumslut you are," Morningstar said.
She tried to slurp all the rest of the cum up as she released his cock, but some more escaped. A stream of it, silvery and wet, trailed from her lips as she sat up. More was still oozing out of the end of his rock-hard shaft. She looked at Morningstar and his phone, with her arms chained behind her back and her magnificent breasts bare. Her pussy was spread for the world as she straddled him. Her expression was awkward and almost endearing as she tried to keep any more semen from escaping past her lips.
"Swallow your master's cum," he said.
