Finally, finally! He had captured her! Dr Zane had planned this for months now, so long had he observed Supergirl, her every fight, her every encounter whenever she appeared. He had been hoping to perhaps discover more of her life outside of her heroics but sadly that hadn't been possible. Still, observation of her heroic deeds had yielded all the information he needed, how she moved, how she fought, how she reacted to any and all kinds of situation. And all of that research had been well worth the effort. When he had sent out his android to cause chaos, he knew Supergirl would come, he knew exactly how she would fight, even with her guard up she'd never stood a chance. When the android exploded in a cloud of almost invisible Kryptonite gas, Supergirl wouldn't ever have been able to react in time, other androids easily coming in to sweep her up and bring her back to the lab where a special containment bed was waiting, Supergirl being strapped down to it before she could regain consciousness. Even if she did awake though, the gas would leave her weak for a while, though Dr Zane was unaware that he had underestimated just how quickly the Kryptonian could recover.
As she awoke Supergirl would find herself securely strapped to a metal table, several tubes attached to her body leading to a large device beside her. On the other side of that was another table, another person strapped to it with tubes leading into them, and this was a person she would recognize, a friend from her life in her secret identity, Mason, a kind and sweet boy who had little going for him physically, somewhat weak even by human standards really. But that was what made him so perfect for Dr Zane's experiment. He wanted to know if he could take Supergirl's power, harness her strength, grant it to others, more specifically himself. Of course he couldn't test the procedure for the very first time on himself, so he'd captured Mason quite at random to test it on.
"Well well, finally awake," Dr Zane grinned as he entered the lab as Supergirl came around, a smirk on his face. "Good, the procedure needs you awake in order to work. Well then, our time is limited so we really should get started." He held up a small remote control, hitting a button. The device between Supergirl and Mason suddenly whirred to life, the areas where the tubes were attached to her suddenly growing tight, before they began to extract her blood. "Oh don't worry, I won't be taking it all, just enough... mixing it with a special serum of my own design, before it passes into our test subject there," Zane chuckled, watching carefully. "Hmmm, it seems your blood is rather slow now doesn't it? Though looking at your vitals it seems your heart rate is far slower than a human's. Well....why don't we get it flowing a little faster hm?" He licked his lips, walking around the table slowly, unzipping his pants as he got close to her head. At the same time he hit another button on the remote, security cameras turning and zooming in. "Come now dear, I'm sure you've seen one of these before..." Zane pulled his semi-hard cock from his pants, rubbing the tip against her lips. "Oh, and I would suggest against trying anything. If I don't halt the procedure with this remote then not only will you be drained of every last drop of your blood, but that innocent boy there will be completely overdosed, leading to a rather unpleasant death. Now come on, let's get that heartbeat up and that blood flowing shall we?"<|im_end|>
Supergirl struggled through the haze of what appeared to be drugged-induced sleep. She tried to recall what happened. She had trapped the android in a corner of the room, cleared all the humans to safety, approached it to make sure she had completely disabled it before letting the police approach it. This was what she had taken to doing since the one robot had gone into a dormant mode and then sprung back to life killing three policemen. As she got close, she could sense something was still active, and called for the police team to stay back. Suddenly there was an explosion and gas, and weakness overcame her. She crumbled to the ground; the last thing she recalled seeing were similar androids approaching her. It had been a trap, and she had fallen for it.
Supergirl struggled to feel what was happening with her body even before opening her eyes. She could tell she was still weak from whatever that gas was. She hoped she had been the only one hurt. She could feel she was bound to something and there was something in her arm that was sharp and taped into place. She tried to push it out using her muscles but felt weak as a newborn.
She blinked her eyes open, seeing Dr. Zane's ugly smiling face above hers. She was immediately frustrated that despite foiling all of his plots, she had never been able to lock him away for good, and now apparently she would pay for that. His grating voice greeted her as he became aware she was awake. He started to explain his plan to pump her blood into someone else to see what would happen. She looked at the mirror above her head and could see there was another person attached to the machine that had started to pull out her blood. It was Mason. Poor sweet Mason. Of the many people she knew who might be able to handle her blood, she did not think Mason was one of them, but she hoped she was wrong.
Then Zane approached her head, talking about getting her heart rate flowing. Suddenly, she felt her head tilt back, and there was his cock right in front of her. He rubbed it against her lips. She could already taste him even from this brief touching. She wanted to snap and bite it, but her head had limited movement, and she could not risk Mason's life. She could feel her heart beating faster as her anger grew, and it increased even more with the threat to not only kill her but also Mason.
She also noticed that the increased heart rate was having an effect on her strength. It was minimal for now, but it was definitely there. The fact that she had a chance to get her strength back heartened her. Still, she knew she needed to buy time, and the only way to do that was to do what Zane wanted.
Supergirl reluctantly opened her mouth and slide her tongue out licking at the cock in front of her. Simply opening her mouth for him had made him harder, and the touch of her tongue caused his hardness to increase. She knew what she needed to do, no matter how humiliating it was to do it. She continued to lick at his cock, waiting to see if he would slide it in, knowing that if he did, she would be good and do as she was told, hoping that this would allow her to regain her strength without him noticing and doing whatever he had done to sap her strength with the exploding android.<|im_end|>