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Supergirl is captured and tortured by a psychotic criminal, but the criminal underestimates the resourcefulness of Kara's friends. There was no other word for her feeling. She flew through the city at high speed, feeling the wind whipping her long blonde hair and making her red cape flutter. She couldn't believe how amazing it felt to fly, to rise above all the chaos of Metropolis and just relax, feel the air on her face. She had just taken down a drug ring and was feeling stressed out about having to track them down and stop them without harming the hostages they had taken. It felt good to just rest now, to fly through the city and just hear the relaxing sounds of…. Supergirl's eyes snapped open, shaking from her reverie as she looked down with her telescopic vision, taking sight of a young woman in a long blue coat and hat running through the streets as she appeared to be running from something.
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He has set up a live donation site so that the viewer can pay to see what happens to her. She is held with her arms over her head by kryptonite laced nano shackles, which he can control with a remote. He begins his humiliation by taking her costume off, and exposing her nude body to the world. He uses his remote to spin her around, so all of the nice families watching television can see her nude body. He then picks her up and lays her on a table and then strips his clothes and fucks her in missionary and on her side.
Several times while she had been walking around on the campus of Stanhope College she had felt weak and sick, the symptoms of exposure to kryptonitic radiation. She hoped that nobody had noticed, but puzzled over the fact that she was unable to trace the source of the radiation. But someone had noticed. There was a new student on campus, a raven-haired beauty named Nasthalthia, majoring in art.