Professor Marvel’s public self-urination and defecation, MasterMind composed words to return Professor Marvel to a general readiness but unable to attack in general. Professor Marvel looked around and saw a vast majority of the henchmen staring and videoing her humiliation on their cell phones. She tried to go over and grab the phones but remained rooted in place. MasterMind continued to talk to Lois and mostly ignoring Professor Marvel’s disheveled appearance until remarking that she should clean up herself and the mess she made.
“Please follow Henchman Richard and clean yourself and the mess you made.” Professor Marvel started to turn to the person she assumed was Richard when MasterMind clarified,” And don’t track this gunk throughout the warehouse. Take off your clothes.” MasterMind then completely ignored her.
Professor Marvel froze for a mere second and she looked at the sea of henchmen who readied their phones. The heroine slowly removed the shoulder straps pilled away her armor. For another second she froze as the suit exposed her round tits to the cheers of the marauding men. She continued to push the armor past her hips knowing the next round of cheers would be for her freshly shaved pussy. She closed her eyes are the warehouse exploded with energy from the henchmen again. She stepped out of her boots and started to walk but could not. Confused, Henchman Richard pointed at her wrist communicator. The Professor took it off feeling more alone than ever. Henchman Richard hinted at her mask too as a tear came out of the heroine’s eyes. No more secret identity. Closing her eyes she tossed it away and then followed Henchman Richard.
Soon she found herself in a community shower area with a hanging chain in the middle. Richard spoke up for the first time,” I will tell you how to clean your body and when you are clean. We are going to tie your hands to the chain”
The heroine replied quickly,” The fuck up are.” But her body continued to willing tie itself to the chain.”
“Really?” Richard chuckled as he purposely turned on the icy cold water to spray her down.
Richard quickly turned the hose with the icy cold water on Professor Marvel’s tits making them stand at attention as the professor shrieked in embarrassment and shock. Richard’s next target was the Professor’s clitoris, as the heroine shot her but back to get away as far as she could from the burst of water. With all her strength she tried to tear down the ceiling chain but could not in her awkward position. The heroine started to shake from the cold violently then.
Richard began to speak again,” Let us try this again. You can do what I say or I can keep hosing you down till I get bored and leave you in here.” Professor Marvel slightly nodded her head in Richard’s direction and Richard continued,” I’m going to clean you with your help. I will even use warm water but you will address me as Mr. or sir and you will make requests not demands. Do I make myself clear?”
Professor Marvel just nodded again but Richard’s response was to spray the professor again on her delicate bits. The professor growled out,” Yes sir I understand.” This seemed to mollify Richard as he changed the temperature of the water.
The warm water cascaded down the heroine’s body wrapping around her shoulders making a pathway between her breast all the down to her shave vagina. All the filth going down the drain from her earlier accident. The water slowly tapered off as that heroine let her head hang low. Moments later she felt hands from behind her massaging her breast with mild soap in a circular manner. The soap in her erect nipples sent shivers of pleasure back to her core. She instantly obeyed when she heard the command to spread her legs and the soapy hand started to massage down her washboard abs and into her private area. She thought she had heard herself moan a little but she denied it to herself.
The soapy hand played with her clit for what felt like an excruciating amount of time before opening up her labia and massaging in circles until her knees felt weak. The warm hand massaging her right tit was removed as she felt it caressed her ass. With the same circular soapy motion, it spread apart her ass cheeks. Professor Marvel chewed on her lip not to make a sound as Richard played her as the master musician. The front hand had disappeared for only a moment when she felt the pulsing of a showerhead starting to wash off the soap around her neck. It continued down as it clean and pulsed around her nipples as a Professor’s face felt flush with heat. The pulsing showerhead continued its low trajectory down to a pussy.
The anticipation to the pulsing pleasure, the professor tilted her hips but to her surprise, the pulsing power did not lower. So the heroine tried to raise her hips even higher but to no avail, the pulse was just out of reach. Her climax was just out of reach. With an electrical surprise, a firm finger pushed against her anally Rosebud jetting her up to her tippy toes, and finally the water pulse down into her pleasure zone. With stimulus on both ends, the heroine’s mind shut down and her body climaxed over and over.
Professor Marvel could not figure out how long she had climaxed or even what day it was as Richard lowered her to the floor. She slowly started to succumb to sleep as Richard told her that she was clean enough. Richard wrapped his hands in her hair as she lay on all fours and he told her to crawl back to the super villain’s lair. The superheroine was unsure how clean she was as she felt her lower lips continue to quiver. As she called out of the shower area, she looked back and saw the slimy trail coming out of her. With a quick smack to her but, she hurried along to her destiny.