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D Va's Torment (2 pics) art and story by Samsa23 - - http://deviantart.com/samsa23 and https://subscribestar.adult/samsa57 After being caught by Widowmaker, a room is set up to ensure that D.va is unable to escape her new home. Of course that doesn't mean she was left without entertainment. Rumors abounded that Widowmaker did not care for her victims, but that was not true at all. She cared very much for D.va and was devoted to taking very good care of her...
The Captain Caught (Finale) art and story by Samsa23 - - http://deviantart.com/samsa23 and https://subscribestar.adult/samsa57 It was deemed appropriate that this Captain Marvel be assigned reemployment immediately. As the aliens were in the business of finding lost women such as her gainful employment in the big wide scary galaxy (and taking a sizable cut of those earnings to boot) they saw the busty blonde as a perfect candidate for the erotic sector. A growing market that they took great joy in filling. Captain Marvel would now spend her days locked in a neon fuck machine specially powered to stimulate the formidable former superheroine. They were already in contact with several brothel moons and military outposts desiring some form of sexual entertainment that Captain Marvel would do quite well in. No doubt she would rake in a ton of dough. After all Terrans were a rarity out here, few of them ever left that little blue marble of theirs. ...
Batgirl Brought In (Finale) art and story by Samsa23 - - http://deviantart.com/samsa23 and https://subscribestar.adult/samsa57 "MMHNNHNN! MMNGGPHH!" Batgirl's wails filled the server room. She struggled as best she could against the bondage device, but without her belt and with her arms pulled painfully straight over her head there was nothing she could do. The worst part was the dildo piercing her sex just enough to drive her wild each and every time she moved. The thugs who'd bound her took turns taunting the heroine, spanking her inner thighs and watching as her body quaked with each strike. She tried to beg for them to stop...or threaten them. All either did was make her captors laugh. "Who needs to listen to music when you can have this sweet redhead's little moans!" one of the thugs said. "Why don't we 'turn up the volume'," another suggested, hefting a leather paddle. "I won...
