The three criminals put the unconscious Wondrous Woman in their van and drove away.
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John was in the driver's seat. George was sitting next to him. Paul was in the back of the van, keeping an eye on the unconscious superheroine lest she woke up -- though she would probably remain asleep for hours.
Paul looked outside the window. "We are now outside the city," he said, having noticed they were driving down the countryside road leading to their secret hideout.
"You are the master of the obvious," George said sarcastically.
"Thanks," Paul replied, and laughed, having not gotten the sarcasm.
George rolled his eyes.
Paul was playing with Wondrous Woman's red ribbon, twirling it around his fingers. "Hey, by the way, guys, what am I supposed to do with the chick's ribbon?"
John shrugged. "Throw it away, Paul. It's useless to us anyway, since only that chick can use it to gain superpowers."
Paul shrugged too and threw the ribbon out of the window.
Then his attention shifted to the unconscious woman lying next to him. She was so peaceful that Paul could practically discern the rising and falling of her lovely chest as she breathed. He felt his member slowly coming back to erection.
He stroked her silky legs. He massaged her bare feet, eliciting something like a moan from her.
He couldn't take it anymore. He wanted to do her, right here, right now. "Um, guys, do you mind if I..."
George chuckled. "Again, Paul?"
"Weren't the two orgasms you had earlier enough for you?" John asked.
"Well, those didn't count," Paul argued. "You, guys, did her, I didn't."
John sighed. "Fine, have it your way."
"You won't last long anyway," George added.
Paul gasped. "You imply I'm not good at bed?"
"I'm surprised he even knows how to use the word 'imply,'" John whispered to George, and they shared a laugh.
Paul was furious. "I bet I can make her cum harder than you did earlier."
John and George laughed again. "Whatever, do your best to prove us wrong," George said.
Paul turned back to the captured girl. He raised her white shirt and planted kisses on her belly. That was enough to almost cause him to cum!
"No, focus, man," he thought. "You need to prove those jerks you're a better lover than them. What else do you have to live for? Focus and make this chick scream in ecstasy, as they did earlier."
He drove his hand under Wondrous Woman's skirt and took off her panties. Those lovely, white panties, with a soothing scent that smelled like-- NO! Focus, Paul. Don't cum already.
Paul shoved his member into the superheroine's vagina and began thrusting it. "Ah, yes. Moan for me, whore. Cum for me, whore. Cu-- I'm cumming!"
He had barely enjoyed three thrusts when he felt his cock releasing cum like a hose. For the fourth time tonight, Wondrous Woman's vagina flooded with male fluids. In total, it was the seventh load of cum going into her beautiful body tonight, along with the one in her ass and the two in her stomach.
Drained and disappointed, Paul collapsed on the unconscious woman's chest.
"Told you so, Paul," George said, and laughed.
Paul snorted.
XXX
The three criminals reached their secret hideout. Inside, the other members of the gang were waiting for them: Jake, Dan, and Nick.
"At last!" Jake exclaimed when he saw John, George, and Paul entering the lair, carrying the unconscious Wondrous Woman. They placed the helpless girl on the floor.
Dan stood above her, his tall, bulky figure towering over the feminine body. "I still can't believe she's here, right next to me, unconscious. That bitch has sent me to jail twice, plus she broke a few bones of mine when she beat me up." A creepy grin crossed his face. "It's payback time."
"Hey!" Jake protested. "Who made you the boss around here? I remind you the boss isn't here yet."
"What's your point, Jake?" Dan asked.
"My point is that you didn't ask me whether I'm cool with you going first."
John and George, who had had their way with the woman earlier, were amused by their two partners' quarrel. Paul had already gone to play videogames, having lost interest in Wondrous Woman, at least for the time being.