Supergirl was delighted with the progress of her plan. Everything was working to perfection. Super Heroines from every nation had flocked to her cause. And they were backing her one hundred percent. Another one hundred females who were experts in various fields had joined as well. Cheyenne Mountain fell to the Heroines and they were now using it as a home base. The Super Heroines were each assigned a Super Hero to capture and imprison at the facility and everyone of them succeeded in their mission. Thanks to the normal females the facility was running smoothly. The only thing left on their agenda was to over throw the Governments of the world and seize power. That final stage of the operation was due to begin in one hour.

Supergirl left her quarters in a good mood and headed for the cafeteria. The last meeting would be held after breakfast to make sure everyone knew exactly what their job entailed. As she entered the cafeteria she was greeted warmly by everyone. All the females seemed to be in high spirits. She was grateful for that. She was slightly worried some of them may have had second thoughts concerning what they were about to do. But they were all jubilant over the mission and were ready to embark. They had a pleasant breakfast with the ladies doing a lot of chatting and laughing. When it was over, Supergirl called them to order. It was time to get down to business. They quieted down and took their seats.

"OK ladies. This is the final stage of our plan. The Governments of the world need to be taken down. The leaders of these Governments have no clue how to run their countries. Most of them are poverty stricken because these leaders and their rich cohorts are greedy. Criminals run amuck and seldom face the consequences of their actions. And if they're caught and imprisoned, the citizens foot the bill to take care of them. It's time we put a female in control to rectify these situations." A loud roar erupted from the approving females attending the meeting. "Our first targets will be the Armed Forces of the United States. Thanks to Lois Lane and her contacts, we know where every branch of the service has set up their head quarters to mount an attack. I also would like to thank the female spies we have around the globe who are keeping us apprised of troop movements and their armouries. We owe them a debt of gratitude. They will be well rewarded for their loyalty when this is over."

"Now, down to business. I will lead a squad to take the Marines out of the picture. White Queen, you come with me. You can cast a sleeping spell on the men so we can waltz in and confiscate their firearms. I'll take care of any heavy artillery they will have. The Army is your responsibility Powergirl. With your flight capability you can scout ahead like I will to keep your squad from being ambushed. And like me, you can take care of their heavy artillery. Crystal, you go with Powergirl. Use your power to manipulate the elements and keep the soldiers busy. Some strong winds and small earthquakes should do the trick. Enchantress, you go with them too. Use your power to throw a force field around your squad so they can swoop in and disarm the soldiers while they're fighting the elements. They shouldn't give you much trouble."

"The Navy belongs to you Storm. Your ability to control the ocean currents should cause a great deal of havoc to their ships. And your ability to control the weather will cause the sailors on the ground to panic. Take Phoenix with you. With her flight ability she can be your scout. I'm also sending Psylocke with you for her mind control ability. She should be able to turn all the sailors into mindless zombies so you can easily disarm them. The Air Force is yours Wonder Woman and Batgirl. With your invisible plane and the Batplane Batgirl confiscated from her newly acquired slave, you shouldn't have any trouble defeating them. I'm sending Scarlet Witch with you to cast a mind control spell. She can turn the airmen into meek little lambs who will do anything she tells them to. They will mindlessly hand over their firearms."

"Leave as many jet planes intact as you can. Lady Blackhawk is an expert at flying any machine that takes to the air. Hopefully she can teach the Super Heroines without flight capability to fly them. We'll need those jets to reach and over throw the other Governments around the globe to make our rebellion complete. I'm also sending a hypnosis expert with each team to convince all the soldiers of the Armed Forces to go home and be with their families. When we succeed with our plan, this planet will be in the capable hands of females where it belongs. Men have been in control long enough. They have no idea how to run things and they make ridiculous laws which are impossible to enforce. We are the dominate sex ladies. It's our Constitutional right to be this planets rulers." Supergirl proudly stated. She received a standing ovation. They all agreed with her assessment.

After a final check to make sure their preparations were complete, the four squads left the facility. They said their good lucks to each other and went their separate ways. A few Super Heroines were left behind to guard their home base. The females who were experts in the field of targeting and launching missiles, stood at the ready to launch the interceptors if necessary. The rest of her army resumed their duties as usual. There was still dishes to be washed, beds to be made, food to be cooked, and prisoners to be taken care of and watched over. Not every one's job was glamorous, but they were all essential to insure the success of their plan. Supergirl knew they would have failed miserably if the working personnel wasn't there to handle their positions. Everything would have been in complete chaos. So they were just as important as the Super Heroines who would do most of the fighting.

Everything went perfectly. The sleeping spell cast by White Queen helped to over run the Marines without a single fatality. The Army, Navy, and Air Force were taken just as easily. Thanks to the Heroines mind control abilities and spell casting, not one single life was lost. They were all put in a hypnotic trance by the experts and convinced they should be home with their families. By the end of the week, every base that was formerly occupied by some branch of the Armed Forces was completely deserted. Wonder Woman and Batgirl confiscated more then enough jets to supply the Heroines with transportation to the other countries. Lady Blackhawk was easily able to teach the highly intelligent Heroines how to fly them in no time. Things were really working out well.

With the Armed Forces out of commission, the Governors of each state tried to mobilize the National Guard and the Reserves. But they wanted no part in a war with Super Heroines who possessed powers beyond their comprehension. They laid down their arms and surrendered without a fight. The Secret Service, CIA, FBI, and every other initialed branch of service folded just as easily. Their agents had no fire power to cope with the Heroines amazing capabilities. With the United States under their control the Heroines branched out. England's Royal Guard and MI-5 quickly fell to the powerful females. Then Russia's Red Army, China's Communist Army, Japan's Imperial Army, and Germany's Luftwaffe and Gestapo was beaten. Finally, all of Europe and the middle east was over ran. Within six months, the Super Heroines had seized power around the entire globe. Casualties were minimal.

Supergirl gave her Army a few days off to celebrate their victory. She sat down with experts in the field of finance, organization, and distribution to devise a plan to aid the poor and homeless. They decided the best way to proceed was to spread the wealth. Fortune 500 moguls like Bill Gates, Howard Hughes, and Donald Trump were targeted to donate a great deal of their wealth for the cause. The rich Arabs would also be forced to spread their wealth and distribute the oil. Then the Unions were to be pressured into helping. The Teamsters would deliver meat and produce to the needy. The Carpenters Union would supply moderate homes for the poor and homeless. And the Automotive Industry would donate automobiles to anyone in need. Next would be the syndicates. The Italian mob, the Japanese Yakuza, the IRA and others would be stripped of their wealth and be put out of business for good. Things were drastically going to change in a hurry.

With time on their hands the Heroines decided to begin training their slaves for a life of servitude. Sheena was absolutely giddy when she entered the cell to drag Tarzan off to her quarters. He made the mistake of refusing to go. "It's not up for debate muscle head. Now move your ass before I give you a good beating." She confidently said. "TARZAN SAY NO!" He screamed as he stupidly stepped up to engage her in battle. "SMACK!" Her straight right nailed him between the eyes and dumped him on his ass. "Big mistake wimp. You should have come along peaceably. Now I'm going to whip your ass and drag you out of here by your hair." Tarzan climbed to his feet and faced her with extreme determination. "Sheena no take Tarzan. Tarzan king of apes. To strong for girl. Tarzan beat Sheena." He said with arrogance. "Have it your way little man. It won't take me long to show you why I'm the Master and you're the slave." She replied smiling.

Sheena

Tarzan charged at Sheena to drag her down where he thought his manly physique and larger muscles would give him the advantage. He was totally taken by surprise when she turned her shapely hip into him and flipped his ass over her feminine body to the floor. "SLAM!" While he was dazed and confused, she leaped on top of him for a strength versus strength wrestling match. The ape man was about to find out he was completely over matched against the beautiful female warrior. Sheena quickly maneuvered behind him and coiled her gorgeous legs around his waist. She placed his left arm behind his back in a hammer lock and trapped it their with her well developed body. Then she put him in a half nelson with her right arm and wrapped her left around his throat in a choke hold. Tarzan was pinned and helpless in less then fifteen seconds.

"When I give you an order I expect it to be promptly obeyed. You'll learn that by the time I'm through with you." She whispered in his ear as she tightened her vice grip legs. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" His ribs instantly felt the excruciating pain, causing him to scream at the top of his lungs. "Does that hurt little boy?" Sheena asked. The heavily muscled male fighter was struggling with everything he had to break her holds. But Sheena easily held him and applied more pressure. "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" This time his painful scream would have shattered glass if any had been around. "For a man who talks tough you sound an awful lot like a little girl when you scream. Maybe you should change your name to Tarzanna you little sissy." She taunted the jungle Hero.

The enormous pressure she was applying to his waist with her strong legs quickly weakened the mighty Tarzan. Her unbreakable choke hold was also taking it's toll. In a few short minutes, the muscular male went limp in her grasp. Captain America, Thor, and Bishop got angry when they saw Tarzan pass out. As Sheena was climbing to her feet, they attacked the beautiful female fighter to avenge their friends loss. Sheena's spectacular feminine body became a blur of motion. Her hard hitting fists and mule kicking feet worked the three Heros over like they were small boys. "WHAM!..WHAM!..SMACK!..SMACK!..CRACK!..WHAP!" Two kicks to his body was followed by a right left combination to his eyes. Then an uppercut to his chin and a final front kick flush in his face put Captain America down for the count. He was spread eagled on his back and out cold.

Sheena preparing to battle the Super Heros.

Bishop and Thor charged from both sides thinking she couldn't escape their attack if they kept her between them. At precisely the exact moment, Sheena leaped in the air and did the splits. Her gorgeous legs quickly snapped out to her sides like they were spring loaded. "WHAM!..WHAM!" Each man was caught in the throat by her vicious kicks and sent stumbling back gasping for air. Sheena landed gracefully on her feet and turned towards Thor. "THUD!..THUD!..CRACK!" The one two softened his mid section and bent him over for the uppercut that blasted his chin. Thor was backpedalling until he struck the wall. "SLAM!" Then he slid down to sit on his butt. He was barely conscious when she whirled to meet Bishop's assault. Seeing his friend put out of action for the moment, Bishop began throwing punches at an alarming rate.

The beautiful jungle Queen dodged his murderous attempts like a harem dancer and waited for an opening. When it came, she struck like a lunging cobra. "THUD!..THUD!..WHAP!..SMACK!..CRACK!" A right and left pounded his solid abs and brought him down in range for the front kick that snapped his head back. She followed that up with a hard left hook to his eye and a sledge hammer uppercut to his jaw. The mighty Hero staggered back off balance and was totally unable to protect himself from Sheena's next ferocious attack. "THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!..WHAM!..WHAP!" Two more solid shots to his stomach had the Hero groaning in pain. The right cross to his mouth puffed up his lips and left him vulnerable for the crushing kicks that followed. The first struck him in the chest and nearly caved it in. The last was a devastating arc kick to his temple. It sent him sprawling to the floor and put him to sleep. Sheena went after the awakening Thor.

Thor was still groggy when she hauled him to his feet and spun him around. Sheena used her hard female fists to take him apart. He didn't stand a chance against the beauty. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..CRACK!" Both eyes and his nose was busted up by the female gladiator, before her battering ram uppercut nearly took his head off. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" His muscular stomach was beaten to a pulp. "SMACK!" Then she connected with a horrendous right cross that dropped him like a sack of potatoes. Thor landed next to Bishop sleeping like a baby. "You pathetic losers should mind your own business if you can't fight any better then that." She chastised the three beaten Super Heros. "Now stay out of my way before you really piss me off." She angrily told them.

As she promised, Sheena grabbed Tarzan by the hair and began dragging him towards the cell door. As she passed the three unconscious Super Heros she couldn't resist the urge that came over her. With a smile on her luscious lips, she stomped on each mans face with her bare foot. "STOMP!..STOMP..STOMP!" Their sleeping bodies jerked with muscle spasms and made her laugh. "You three are nothing but pussy's. I'm surprised one of the female villains you've fought didn't beat you senseless. You must have jumped them from behind and hit them over the head with something. Because face to face, any female would have chewed you boys up and spit you out. I'll send a Doctor to take care of you sissy's when I get the chance. If I were you I wouldn't cause her any trouble. She's liable to beat you up even more." Sheena closed the cell door and dragged the unconscious Tarzan to her quarters.

While Sheena was busy with Tarzan and his cohorts, Red Sonja was in her quarters showing Conan who was boss. "SMACK!" "You will obey me wimp, or I'll beat you half to death." She told the muscular male now lying at her feet. But the battle tested Barbarian was determined to prove her wrong. He sprang to his feet and attacked with venom. His heavily muscled arms were pumping like their was no quit in them. But his ham like fists failed to find their mark. The red headed female warrior danced around his futile attempts like a graceful ballerina. When an opening presented itself she struck with accuracy. Conan was defenseless against the beautiful female warrior and her hard hitting fists. "SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..CRACK!" She beat him back like he was her bitch. Which was what he feared he would become if he lost this battle.

Red Sonja

"SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..WHAM!..SMACK!..WHAM!..WHAP!" Both of his eyes swelled from her pin point punches. His magnificently rippled abs were beginning to turn soft from her relentless attack on his mid section. Two side kicks slammed into his barrel like chest with the power of a kicking stallion. Then the front kick crushed his nose when it plowed into his handsome face. He was staggering around like a drunk on very unsteady legs when the dynamite uppercut exploded on his chin. "CRRRACK!" Conan left his feet and ended up on his back about three feet from where he was standing. "GET UP WEAKLING! I'M JUST GETTING STARTED! YOU MADE A VERY BIG MISTAKE WHEN YOU CHALLENGED MY AUTHORITY! I'M GOING TO BEAT YOU INTO SUBMISSION YOU PATHETIC LITTLE WIMP! NOW GET YOUR ASS UP!" She commanded. Conan shook his head to stop the room from spinning and slowly climbed to his feet.

Drawing on his experience of many battles fought and won, Conan advanced on the beautiful Red Sonja to change his destiny. The thought of losing this fight was a fate he wholeheartedly didn't care to face. He must be victorious or all was lost. With visions of him standing over her battered body drifting through his mind, the mighty Conan viciously attacked. His huge arms sent punch after punch at her smiling face with negative results. The lithe female was just to quick for him. But surrender was a word that would never be in his vocabulary. He vowed long ago to never speak it. So he increased his efforts to pound the red headed bitch into dust. But a higher volume of punches proved to be just as useless against the nimble female fighter. And he was beginning to tire. Constantly missing his target was rapidly sapping his mighty strength. Fear began to settle in.

Red Sonja turned on her offense without warning while she taunted his pitiful attack. "SMACK!" "That's how you land a punch pansy ass." "SMACK!" "You fight as if you were blind." "SMACK!" "Which you soon will be when your eyes swell up like melons." "SMACK!" "I've fought women who punch better then you do." "SMACK!" "I guess I shouldn't expect to much from a pathetically weak male." "SMACK!" "Bringing children into this world is the only useful talent you have." "SMACK!" "And you need our guidance to do that correctly." "SMACK!" "So prepare yourself little boy." "SMACK!" "When I get through beating you like a dog." "SMACK!" "You'll be crawling at my feet and begging me to take you as my slave." "SMACK!" "Which is where a weakling like you belongs." "SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..CRACK!"

The final teeth shattering uppercut dropped him to his knees in front of her. His muscular body teetered there for a few seconds before he collapsed on his horribly battered face. The mighty Conan was sleeping like a baby at the feet of the beautiful Red Sonja. She grasped a hand full of his hair and jerked his unconscious body up to his knees. Then she roughly slapped him awake and stared into his frightened eyes. "Have you had enough my little weakling? Or shall I continue to prove my superiority over you?" She asked the trembling male. Conan was no coward. But he wasn't an idiot either. He knew he would never be able to defeat the beautiful red haired warrior. He was simply out classed and over matched. Surrender was his only option.

"You win Sonja. I give up. Do with me what you will." He replied with a broken heart. "Then let me hear you say it wimp. Tell me I'm your Master and you are my devoted slave. Lie at my feet and willingly accept your new life as my possession. Or by the Gods I'll beat you until your own mother wouldn't recognise your mangled face." "NOW LIE DOWN AND BEG ME!" She ordered. Conan flopped at her feet without hesitating and begged her to accept him as her lowly slave. Sonja proudly stood over his battered body and bathed herself in the exquisite power she felt flowing through her fabulous body. When she felt he had degraded himself enough, she placed her foot on the back of his head and ground his badly swollen face on the floor.

"I accept your request to be my slave worthless one. Rise and begin your new life as a submissive male. You will learn to serve your Master until she is pleased with your obedience. Or by the God's I'll beat you to death. Is that understood lowly one?" She asked her conquered foe. Conan made the mistake of looking her in the eyes when he answered yes. "HOW DARE YOU! NEVER LOOK ME IN THE EYES YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF DUNG! BOW YOUR HEAD WHILE IN MY PRESENSE! YOU'RE NOT MY EQUAL! YOU'RE MY SLAVE!" She sternly chastised. "MAYBE THIS WILL HELP YOU LEARN TO OBEY!" She said as she landed a pile driving uppercut to the point of his drooping chin. "CRRRACK!"

Red Sonja standing over Conan's unconscious body

Conan sailed over the back of the chair and ended up spread eagled on the seat with his head almost touching the floor. Sonja stepped around the chair to deliver another punishing blow to her stupid slave. But it wasn't necessary. The mighty Conan was out cold and sleeping peacefully. She raised her arms and flexed her muscles while she looked down at his unconscious body and smiled. Everything had gone just as she planned. She easily beat the big wimp to a pulp without absorbing any punishment herself. He was now frightened to death of her and would obey her commands out of fear. She could shape and mould him into what ever she pleased. A toy for her to play with for as long as she wished. Because he didn't have the courage to challenge her. The mighty Conan belonged to her body and soul. Just as it should be.

Witchblade

When Witchblade entered the cell to collect her plaything for the day, all four Super Heros attacked simultaneously. Fortunately she had prepared herself for resistance. Sentry and Drax rushed her like stampeding rhinos and were met by a clubbing back fists. "SMACK!..SMACK!" Then she pivoted on the toes of her left foot and spun her muscle toned body around while extending her right leg. The sweeping back kick caught Cyclops and Prime on the side of the head. "WHAP!..WHAP!" They dropped to the floor like domino's falling in line. She quickly turned to Drax on her left and ducked under the thunderous punch he was throwing. After it whistled by over her head she landed a solid right to his stomach. "THUD!" When he doubled over she grabbed his hair with one hand and the back of his thong with the other. Then she threw him into Sentry who was advancing on her from the right. The two collided and tumbled to the floor in a tangled heap.

The two she kicked were up and angry. Cyclops charged her from the right with rage covering his handsome face. She quickly dealt with him by landing a vicious front kick to his massive chest. "WHAM!" He was sent reeling backwards out of control until his back and head met the wall. "SLAM!..BAM!" He flopped to the floor on his face in a daze. Prime hesitated to attack when he saw him go down. "What's the matter wimp? Have you lost your courage already? I realise four against one is terrible odds for you pathetic sissy's. But you're supposed to be fearless Super Heros. So step up here and take your beatings like men." She said with a confident smile. That little speech irritated the four muscular males enough to forget their misgivings. The three Heros helped Cyclops to his feet and faced the beautiful Heroine.

Cyclops rallied the men around him and pumped up their egos with a speech of his own. "This is our chance to escape men. The only thing standing in the way of freedom is one frail female. She gets her power from that bewitched sword of hers which she isn't carrying. Without it she's nothing but a powerless bitch who was dumb enough to enter this cell empty handed. So let's put her ass in the floor where she belongs and get the hell out of this place. Are you with me?" He asked. "HELL YES MAN!" The other three shouted. "LET'S KICK HER ASS!" Witchblade stood there with her hands spread on her finely curved hips and smiled. What Cyclops said was true. Without her sword she was merely a female with no special powers. But he forgot to mention she was an expert in all forms of hand to hand combat. A fact these fools were about to painfully find out.

The four spread out again to attack from different directions. Cyclops took the front with Drax and Sentry on her left and right side. Prime circled around to get behind her. The fact that she was still standing there smiling with her hands on her hips made the men hesitant. For a female with no special powers, she seemed to be completely unafraid and totally confident. Cyclops jarred them out of their uneasy feeling and spurned the Heros on. "LET'S GET HER MEN!" He screamed as he ran at her. The others followed suit. Witchblade's well developed body turned into a whirling dervish. Her hard hitting fists and concrete breaking feet were striking targets with astounding regularity. Males were flying everywhere like bowling pins. "WHAM!..WHAM!..SMACK!..CRACK!"

Witchblade inviting the Super Heros to fight

The Super Heros bounced up from the floor and continued to attack. But each assault they made was beaten back with extreme force by the beautiful female fighter. "SMACK!..SMACK!..WHAP!..WHAP!" Each time they went down it took them longer to climb to their feet. But the thought of freedom kept driving them forward. "WHAP!..CRACK!..WHAM!!..SMACK!" Their last attempt failed as miserably as the previous five. The only two to make it to their feet was Cyclops and Prime. Sentry and Drax were lying in the floor loudly moaning in pain. Witchblade smiled as she extended her right arm and invited the two remaining Super Heros to attack with her wiggling fingers. That simple motion nearly drove the two insane with rage.

Growling like rabid dogs they charged with total destruction on their minds. "WHAM!" A side kick to his throat stopped Prime dead in his tracks. The muscular Hero dropped to his knees gasping for breath. Then the beautiful female warrior blocked the wrecking ball punch Cyclops threw and took him to school. He was utterly defenseless against her devastating punches and kicks. "SMACK!..THUD!..WHAM!..WHAM!..THUD..CRACK!" His knees buckled and threatened to dump him in the floor. Witchblade snatched a hand full of his hair and held him up while she continued to beat him senseless. "SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..WHAP!" The last blow was a perfectly executed arc kick directly on his temple. Cyclops folded up like a card board box and thumped the floor at her feet. She dragged Prime up from the floor and blasted his chin with a solid uppercut that sounded like a grenade going off. "CRRRACK!" He was unconscious before he hit the floor.

Drax was on his hands and knees in the process of getting up. "WHAP!" Her bare foot slammed into his face and knocked him out cold. Then the tough female gladiator bent over the groaning Sentry and nailed him with a battering ram right cross. "SMMMACK!" The bone jarring punch instantly put him to sleep and out of his misery. "This would have been a lot less painful for you wimps if you would have stayed out of it and let me take Cyclops without a fight. But since you interfered and stuck your nose in where it didn't belong, I was forced to show you the error of your ways. Hopefully the terrible beating I just gave you pathetic weaklings will teach you to mind your own business from now on." She scolded the four sleeping Heros.

Witchblade slapped Cyclops awake and dragged him to his feet. "Are you going to give me anymore trouble you little wimp?" She asked the battered Hero. "No ma'am. You win. Please don't hit me again." He pleaded. "Good boy. Now come along. You have a lot to learn today. Thanks to your pussy friends and your ridiculous attempt to escape we're getting a late start. So I'm not in a very good mood. Take my advice and follow my orders without complaint or hesitation. Because if you make me angry I may permanently injure you. Is that clear sissy?" She asked. "Yes ma'am. I'll do what ever you say. Just don't hurt me." He whimpered. "I'm not making any promises boy. Now get your ass out that door and keep your mouth shut." She commanded as she grabbed him by his ear. Cyclops stumbled along beside her nearly in tears.

Vampirella

The next Hero to feel the wrath of an angry Heroine was Hercules. His abject refusal to obey the orders of the beautiful Vampirella was about to painfully turn his world upside down. "I said get on your knees and lick my boots. Now obey me wimp before you really make me angry. Because that would be very hazardous to your health." She threatened the large muscled male. "No way bitch. You can take your dusty boots and shove them up your ass. Hercules is slave to no one. So stop with the idle threats and let me out of here before I rip you apart." He confidently boasted. "OK little man. If that's the way you want it. You can't say I didn't give you the chance to be obedient and docile so you could save yourself from excruciating pain." She replied as she rose from the chair to set him straight on who was boss.

"You asked for it you stupid wench." Hercules told her as he drew back his ham like fist. He never got the chance to throw the punch. Vampirella snapped two hard jabs to his face before he realised she even moved. "SMACK!..SMACK!" Then she pounded his hard abs with lightening quick punches that had the power of a sledge hammer in them. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" The painful blows forced him to bend over so she could deliver the powerful uppercut. "CRRRACK!" Hercules hit the floor like a ton of bricks. While he was dazed and groggy, Vampirella took the opportunity to fondle his enormous man hood. Hercules came out of his stupor and grabbed her hand to pry it away from his penis. He was completely flabbergasted to find out he wasn't strong enough. "By the Gods. What sorcery is this?" He asked as he felt his mighty strength slip away.

"It's not sorcery you muscle bound baboon. It's simply further proof my sex is superior to yours. Your oak tree size arms are useless against my power. I can control your entire muscular body with just a single hand. That's why I am the Master and you my little weakling will be my boot licking slave. Just as soon as I show you I am the boss and you are my bitch. Now get up and take your medicine." She ordered as she turned him loose and stood up. Hercules rolled over to his hands and knees and struggled to his feet shaking his head. What ever was happening to him was beyond his comprehension. The mighty strength he relied on for thousands of years was completely gone. But it didn't matter. She was barely one third his size. Overpowering the wench would be child's play. He thought to himself. No problem at all.

Hercules reached out to grab Vampirella in a bear hug and quickly end this farce. Instinctively reacting like a striking rattle snake, she grabbed his hands and interlocked their fingers together. Hercules smiled when he saw the position they were in. He had never lost a strength against strength contest with the strongest of warriors. So defeating this wisp of a girl was going to be a cinch. His smile broadened when he applied a burst of power to his strong fingers. He couldn't wait to see the painful grimace on her face when her knees hit the floor in front of him. His triumphant victory was inevitable. But his inner celebration quickly turned to shock and disbelief. His gigantic arms bent at the elbows when she forced his huge fingers back. Then his knees buckled causing him to cry out in vain. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

When his knees touched the floor the mighty Hercules was nearly in tears. The sharp pain he felt in his fingers was unbearable. But even worse, was the humiliation spreading through his heavily muscled body like an unstoppable virus. Losing a test of strength to a female was impossible. But seeing the smile on her beautiful face was positive proof the impossible had happened. Vampirella rubbed his dick with the toe of her boot to keep him helpless. She could feel the strength that had returned to his large arms ebb away. He was as weak as a new born baby. "I expected more resistance from the mighty Hercules. The famous Hero with the strength of the Gods in his huge arms. In my opinion you're nothing but a pathetic weakling who was put on his knees by a much stronger female. Wouldn't you agree little man?" She taunted with a smile.

Hercules couldn't look her in the eyes. The shame he felt was overwhelming. Vampirella released his hands and punched him over his left eye. "SMACK!" Hercules tried to retaliate but his punch was weak and feeble. Vampirella slapped it away and smacked him with a solid left over his right eye. "SMACK!" Both eyes were throbbing with pain. Hercules willed his muscular arms to obey his commands and tried a combination. They were also swatted down by the beautiful female fighter. "SMACK!..SMACK!" Her right and left combo bruised both of his cheek bones. Hercules attempted one more right with all the strength he possessed. The lovely Vampirella simply caught his huge fist in her left hand and squeezed. The agonizing pain spreading across his face made her giggle.

While Hercules knelt in front of her whimpering, she cut loose with a powerful uppercut that rattled his teeth. "CRRRACK!" The horrendous punch sent his upper body flying back. "BAM!" His head bounced on the floor between his feet and slowly began to rise back up. An idea occurred to the beautiful Vampirella to make a fun game out of beating him silly while playing with his dick to keep him under her spell. As soon as he reached the vertical position she nailed him with another vicious uppercut. "CRACK!" While his upper body was traveling back, she knelt down and stroked his large cock to keep him weak. When he reached the top again she turned him loose and clipped him on the chin once more. "CRACK!" The sequence was repeated for twenty minutes. A solid uppercut was followed by gentle masturbation which was followed by another jaw breaking uppercut which was followed by....aww hell you get the picture. Hercules was unconscious after the fourth punch. But his huge dick stayed rock hard.

Vampirella finally tired of her game. She smiled as she watched the sleeping Hero flop over on his bruised and battered face. While Hercules was sleeping, she went to her bedroom and retrieved the silver studded dog collar and leash she bought for this occasion. There was also a large dog bowl, a stack of rugs for him to use as a bed, and a cage with thick metal bars to lock him in when he needed punished. Vampirella shuddered with pleasure when a vision of his future filtered through her mind. The mighty Hercules, Champion of the people and favored by the Gods, was destined to become a mere pet to the lovely Heroine. A boot licking, ass kissing, begging on his hind legs pet. She was close to having an orgasm just thinking about it. Being the dominate sex definitely had it's advantages. And she planned to enjoy them all.

Vampirella returned to the living room and slapped her victim awake. "Time to get up sissy. You need to learn your place in this relationship. And I'm gladly going to teach it to you. So get on your feet and raise those useless male arms. They won't do you any good of course, but it will be more fun then beating you to a pulp while you stand there." She confidently told him. Hercules made it to his feet, but was stumbling around on unsteady legs. His strength hadn't fully returned yet and the severe beating she put him through had taken it's toll. But those minor details was not what he was thinking about. Her cocky attitude and confident smile was really grating on his nerves. He wanted to smash her face in more then any other opponent he ever fought. His pride needed to be healed and his honor needed to be redeemed. Giving this wench a good beating was the only cure.

Hercules put up his fists and swung for the fences. The powerful blow would have toppled a mountain. So any female bone it connected with would have been ground to powder. But the only thing it destroyed was air molecules. Vampirella easily avoided his futile attempt and taunted his effort. "That was pathetic boy. Are you the real Hercules or an impostor? I only ask because you fight like a sissy. Now try again and put some power into it this time." Hercules was boiling mad. His only thought was to shove his fist down her throat and shut the wench up. Unfortunately for him, desire didn't equal results. His next three punches would have dropped a bull elephant. But they missed her elusive body by a wide margin. "Pitiful. Simply pitiful. You might as well leave your arms at your sides if that's the best you can do. Whipping your puny ass is going to be easier then I thought." The beautiful female said sarcastically.

Hercules lost it. He summoned every ounce of his strength and wound up to deliver a hay maker that would have drilled a hole clear through her body if it landed. Vampirella casually stepped forward and hammered his swollen face with a series of crushing jabs. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Then she switched to his mid section and softened it up. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" Hercules was defenseless against her relentless attack. After pounding his stomach until it was as soft as a down pillow, she grabbed his cock and gently stroked it until his knees buckled. Vampirella stepped back and looked at the helpless male she was about to turn into her pet. With a smile on her beautiful face, she drew her gorgeous leg back and sent it flying upward. "WHAP!" The toe of her boot landed flush on his chin.

Hercules left his feet and sailed through the air before colliding with the chair. When he stopped flopping around he was sitting in the seat like he was resting comfortably. The big man was sound asleep and wasn't going to wake up for quite a while. "So much for the mighty Hercules." The beautiful dark haired warrior said as she stood over his unconscious body. "You really are a wimp boy. You'll make a much better pet then you ever did a Super Hero. I guarantee it. Now lets put your new collar on and wake you up. I think you're ready to clean my boots without giving me any trouble. Then I'll explain what's expected of you as my obedient pet. You're going to look so cute crawling on your hands and knees with your silver studded collar around your neck. Just make sure you don't have an accident on my carpet. Because I'll paddle your ass raw for that." Vampirella smiled as she turned to get his collar. It was time for her submissive pet to meet his Master.

Vampirella standing with her back turned to the beaten Hercules

The beautiful Black Canary was in a relationship with Green Arrow when she decided to join Supergirl's army of Heroines. So naturally he was the Super Hero she was asked to bring in. An assignment which didn't bother her at all. Because lately Green Arrow had become very possessive. Every time he saw her in a conversation with one of the other Super Heros he would get jealous and throw a fit. His last tirade was what prompted her to join Supergirl. He saw her talking to Captain America concerning a mission they were slated to go on and went off. Fed up with his bull shit and knowing Supergirl could use her support, she left him on the spot. Now that he was captured and belonged to her she was going to enjoy showing him who was boss. It was payback time for the mental abuse he put her through over his jealousy. Except the abuse she was going to put him through was purely physical.

Black Canary

As soon as she entered the cell he started in. "What the hell do you think you're doing putting me in here Dinah? Have you lost your mind? And where the fuck is my clothes?" He asked hatefully. It irritated Black Canary that he always called her by her real name. He did it because he never considered her to be a legitimate Super Heroine. Her only official power was an ultrasonic scream she emitted that she called a canary cry. This scream would render opponents helpless and on occasion knock them out. She was however an expert in hand to hand combat and possessed extraordinary speed and agility. "Shut your mouth Oliver. I'm in charge here." She spitefully replied. She called him by his real name in retribution for his lack of respect to her. Plus she knew he hated it.

"DAMNIT DINAH!" "How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?" He said gritting his teeth. Warpath and Gambit who were also in the cell was snickering over in the corner. They were pissed off about being locked up without their clothes as well. But witnessing the lovers spat going on between Green Arrow and Black Canary was funny. They couldn't resist laughing. "I told you to keep your big mouth shut little man. If I have to tell you again I'm going to give you a good beating. So try using your brain for a change and give your mouth a rest." Black Canary scolded. Green Arrow was shocked to hear her idle threat. Obviously she had lost her mind. Give him a beating indeed. He was a highly revered Super Hero while she was a mere female. She must be nuts.

"Stop this foolish nonsense and let us out of here Dinah. Before you make another stupid remark and get yourself in trouble." He demanded. "SMACK!" Her answer was a straight right that landed between his eyes and knocked him back several steps. "I warned you wimp. But you never listened as usual. Now you'll pay the price for being so hard headed." "WHY YOU CRAZY BITCH!" He screamed as he leaped forward to grab her. His attack was thwarted by a bare foot that slammed into his chest with the power of a speeding car behind it. "WHAM!" Green Arrow was shuffling backwards out of control until his legs met the wooden bench. "CRASH!" He tumbled over the bench and knocked down a few empty crates in the room. With Black Canary distracted and her back turned to them, Warpath and Gambit decided it was their chance to escape. They hauled ass for the unlocked cell door.

Hearing the noise behind her, the agile Black Canary executed a back hand spring and a cartwheel that brought her right in front of the cell door to block their path. "Going somewhere boys?" She asked with a sweet smile. "Get the hell out of our way bitch. Or I'll hit you so fucking hard you won't wake up for a week." Warpath threatened. "That foul language will cease Super Bimbo. Or I'll spank your little ass. Now get back there and sit down before I knock you down." She confidently replied. "You asked for it bitch." He said as he wound up to fire a monstrous punch and crush her skull. "SMMMACK!" Black Canary was much quicker. Her hay maker nearly took his head off and sent him flying sideways. While Gambit stood there in shock, she let him feel her power too. "CRRRACK!" The head splitting uppercut dumped him in the floor five feet away. He feared his neck was broken by the punch.

With the other two momentarily out of the picture she went back for Green Arrow. He had just made it to his feet when she arrived. "It's time for the severe beating I promised you big mouth. Eventually you'll learn to obey me when I give you an order." "You're fucking delusional you crazy bitch. We both know you can't take me. You should have let us out of here when you had the chance. Now I'm going to put you in the hospital before I escape." He replied as he went in swinging. Black Canary began to dance on her toes and eluded every single punch he threw. When he stopped to regroup she taunted his futile effort. "You missed me hot shot. I always knew you was a pathetic wuss. Now I get to prove it to you." Green Arrow's temper exploded. "YOU'RE DEAD BITCH!" He screamed.

Punches came flying at her from every angle. Each one meant to totally destroy the beautiful female fighter. But her amazing power of agility kept her out of harms way. When she tired of fighting defensively and making a fool out of him she opened up a can of whup ass. Green Arrow was caught completely off guard and unprepared. "SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..WHAP!..WHAM!" Her left jab busted up his mouth and the two solid punches to his stomach made it red and sore. The first front kick ripped into his chin and the last one crushed his chest and put him down in a daze. Black Canary heard rustling footsteps behind her. She dropped to her hands and snapped two powerful back kicks in that direction. The right caught Gambit in the chest and sent him reeling back. The left hit the slightly taller Warpath right in the balls. He squealed in pain and dropped to his knees. "CRACK!" The bell ringing uppercut put him in the floor at her feet.

Gambit regained his balance and was coming at her rubbing his painful chest. When he got in range he went into a punching frenzy. The mighty Hero sent numerous punches of all kinds winging at her head in an attempt to overwhelm and confuse her. But Black Canary was a calm and collected fighter. She weathered the storm with ease and waited for him to make a mistake. It wasn't long in coming. A particularly hard right missed it's mark and left him off balance. Black Canary took advantage and went to work using his own strategy against him. He wasn't as agile as she was, so her bombardment of punches found their target every time. "SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..CRACK!" His eyes hurt, his ribs hurt, and his nose was broken.

"THUD!..THUD!..WHAP!..CRACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..WHAP!" Two more to his ribs caused one of them to crack. The arc kick thumped his temple so hard he heard bells ringing in his head. The uppercut broke two teeth, the right cross and left hook swelled up both of his eyes, and the vicious front kick flattened his face and turned his lights out. Gambit slumped to the floor like a stack of children's toy blocks falling apart. His right leg twitched a couple of times with muscle spasms before he settled down and lie there quietly. Black Canary turned to greet the on coming Warpath. He had recovered from the kick in the balls and was openly charging her filled with rage. She smiled while she waited for the unprotected idiot to reach her.

She ducked under his wild swinging right and stepped forward when she popped up. "WHACK!" She clubbed him across the throat with her forearm which left him gasping for breath. Then she pivoted on her toes while kneeling down and used her right leg to sweep his out from under him. "SLAM!" Warpath hit the floor hard and lost his senses for a bit. Black Canary climbed aboard his massive frame and pinned his muscular arms down with her knees. "You Super Heros are the worse fighters I've ever seen in my life. You lose your temper in a heart beat and let your anger over rule your better judgment. And you all fight like a bunch of pussy's. With a little training, my six year old niece could whip everyone of your asses and have you crawling at her feet by lunch."

Black Canary noticed Green Arrow beginning to stir. "Say good night pansy ass. You're going to sleep." "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" She repeatedly drove her hard fists into Warpath's face one after the other. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" The muscular Super Hero finally stopped struggling and drifted off to dreamland. "Sweet dreams wimp." She said as she patted his badly swollen cheeks and climbed to her feet. Green Arrow was standing there with his mouth wide open. The unbelievable scene he saw in front of him was simply impossible. He kept staring at the two males lying in the floor out cold like they were going to vaporize from his dream. But he wasn't dreaming. The slender female was unmarked while the two heavily muscled males had suffered a terrible beating.

"It's your turn big mouth. Come to mama." She said standing there with her hands on her shapely hips. Warpath and Gambit were two of the best fighters Green Arrow had ever been associated with. If Black Canary was capable of beating them to a pulp, he had to be extremely careful facing off against her. He raised his muscular arms and approached cautiously. "That's my boy. Come and get the beating you've deserved for a long time." She said with an evil smile. Green Arrow flicked out three left jabs to test her defensive skills. They were all batted aside. He decided to try a four punch combination with all the speed he could muster. They were easily slapped down as well. Black Canary saw the concerned look spread across his face and laughed.

"What's the matter wimp? Did you finally realise you're in way over your head? I'm going to enjoy every second of this." "SMACK!" She shattered the cartilage in his nose. "I've put up with your ridiculous jealously and childish temper tantrums for almost a year." "SMACK!" His left eye began to swell. "Thank God I won't have to suffer through your bull shit any longer." "SMACK!" Now his right eye was swollen up to match it. "Because you're about to become my slave instead of my boyfriend." "SMACK!" His top lip puffed up to an enormous size. "You'll no longer get to sleep in my bed." "SMACK!" His jaw was badly bruised. "Your hands won't be allowed to touch my body without my say so." "THUD!..THUD!" Two hard shots to his stomach left him feeling nauseated. "Except to massage my feet and paint my toe nails." "CRACK!" The uppercut jolted his chin with the power of a super sonic jet.

"I'll be able to talk to and go out with whom ever I please without having to listen to your infernal bitching." "WHAM!" The side kick drilled him in the chest. "Because you'll be afraid to open your mouth without my permission." "WHAM!" Another side kick caught him in the throat. "Fear of receiving another brutal beating will keep you in check." "WHAP!" Her front kick slammed into his face. "I can assure you I will give you plenty of them." "SMACK!..SMACK!" Both of his cheek bones were on fire. "Anytime I feel the urge." "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" His mid section was turned to mush. "Which I can guarantee will be quite often." "CRRRACK!" The lights out uppercut knocked him off of his feet and left his unconscious body draped over one of the empty crates. Black Canary smiled as she walked to the cell door and informed the guard to fetch a Doctor. Then she slung Green Arrow over her shoulder and proudly left for her quarters.

Black Canary strolling away from the defeated Super Heros

Now that the females had all of the power they wielded it with a strong hand. Countries around the globe were divided into sectors with a female in charge. Ex Government leaders like the President of the United States were allowed to remain in office. But their useless titles were superficial. They didn't go to the bathroom without getting permission from the female in charge of their sector. With the females running the planet the eminent threat of war was now non existent. The poor and homeless now had a place to live and a car to drive. They also had just as much cash as anyone else. There was no longer a richest man in the world because every ones income was equal to their neighbors.

Thanks to the Super Heroines and their female army the Earth became a planet of peace and tranquility. Citizens around the globe were content with the new Government and happy as could be. The old Government leaders didn't feel that way of course, but what choice did they have. There was no military left to pit against them. The Super Heroines would have easily beaten them anyway with their exceptional powers so what was the point. They accepted their new positions as underlings with no power and did what they were told. The only ones who really ended up on the short end of the stick was the poor Super Heros. Used to being revered and idolized by millions of people, it was heart breaking for them to be turned into docile and submissive slaves. But they had no other choice either. The females proved beyond a shadow of a doubt they were the superior sex. So they were doomed to spend the rest of their lives in servitude. Their female Masters were going to make damn sure of that. Fear was an excellent motivator.