Super Chick Katrina kaif in Banquet Hall

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Violator then positioned her self so that Super-Chick’s head was between her legs. She then lifted Super-Chick by the waist and flipped her into the air upside down facing away from her.
Super-Chick’s skirt flipped down revealing her thin piece of costume that covered her pussy. The entire viewing audience in the room and at home could see the parting caused by her open vaginal lips in her costume, as well as the thin streak of wetness.
Violator delivered a passionate kiss on Super-Chick’s pussy causing Super-Chick to let out a small moan; “AHHHHHHH.”
Violator then delivered a viscous pile driver on Super-Chick’s head.
Not giving Super-Chick time to recover Violator followed up the Pile driver with a body Slam.
“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” hollered Super-Chick as her back slammed into the floor.
Violator who had landed on top of Super-Chick started kissing her on the mouth passionately, thoroughly probing her, licking the blood from her mouth.
“You taste so good Supercunt.”
Violator continued giving Super-Chick long wet kiss after long wet kiss.
Her hands encircled Super-Chick’s perfectly shaped tear drop breasts, deeply caressing them, releasing moan after moan from Super-Chick, “ AHHHHHHHHHHH!”
No I can’t let this happened thought Super-Chick, I can’t give up, I have to resist, can’t give up.
Super-Chick grabbed Violator by her hair, releasing it from its knot; lifted her head in front of her and released a psi-blast into her face. Violator grasped her face and rolled of Super-Chick onto her knees.
Super-Chick quickly pressed her advantage clasping both hands together and delivering a mighty blow again to the face, sending Violator off her Knees and landing hard on her back.
Again Violator recovered quickly rising to her feet before Super-Chick could strike again.
“I’m really going to kick you ass now bitch, I was going to be gentle with you Super-Chick but not anymore!”
Violator threw a right hook at Super-Chick, which the Girl of Steel ducked, landing a fist of her own in Violators abs. Super-Chick struck again and again in her mid-section, then delivered an uppercut, Violators head snapped back. Violator was still standing too Super-Chick’s frustration.
Grabbing her by the waist, Super-Chick lifted Violator off the ground and drove her into the ceiling and through two more stories until they were sky high out of the building. Super-Chick then released her and followed suit driving her again through the building all the way down too it’s basement, where Super-Chick drove Violator deep into the concrete floor.
Super-Chick dropped onto her knees, ass on her heels panting for air. She was sweating heavily and it showed, her face was drenched and her hair glued itself to her face and neck, her armpits where sweaty, as were the areas between and under her breasts and around her ass and vagina.
Out of the coroner of her eye Super-Chick saw Violator moving again. This can’t be she thought what does it take to keep her down.
Super-Chick quickly got on top of Violator, sitting on her midsection with legs on either side of her and released as many punches as she could, when her arms got tired she used psi-blasts.
“What are you?! What does it take to hurt you?!” screamed Super-Chick as she gave Violator all she had left. Finally she could do no more, Super-Chick needed to rest, she lay back and her arms went limp to her sides.
Violator recovered yet again, this time she showed signs of a possible bruise on the right side of her face and blood streamed out of the corner of her mouth.
“Seems you’ve tired yourself out cutie, maybe I can instill some energy into you!”
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
A terrified Super-Chick pleaded as Violator grabbed her breasts, firmly in each hand. Super-Chick placed her own hands over Violator’s wrists in a vain attempt to break her grip over her breasts.
“ Don’t do this please Violator, you win I give up, I’m no match for you please let go of my breasts!”
Tears were flowing down her cheeks as she begged; a look of sheer defeat encompassed the Maid of Might’s face. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, my breasts, stop it please, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, you’re hurting me, Violator please no more, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
Violator only squeezed harder with each whimper that escaped Super-Chick saliva pouring mouth. She then started to turn and pull Super-Chick breasts.
“Scream Super-Chick, scream!”
From outside of the building where the police held a perimeter Super-Chick’s screaming could be heard.
“ My breasts, OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH God please, OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH no more violator you win, OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
Violator finally let go; Super-Chick immediately doubled over on the ground, her hands trying to alleviate the pain in her breasts, which were now darted with bruises and terribly tender. Her own incredibly soft and thin costume irritated and burned her tits, which felt like they were going to fall off.
“To bad the cameras can’t see you now Super-Chick, crying like a baby, pleading for mercy! How are your tits by the way, I didn’t hurt you to badly did I? They felt well rounded and soft.”
Violator then grabbed Super-Chick’s cape and dragged her towards the stairs.
She then lifted Super-Chick in the air by her cape and slammed her down back first into the concrete, then repeated the action slamming Super-Chick face first into the concrete floor.
“That was fun, shall we do it again?”
By the time Violator completed the cycle three more times Super-Chick was unconscious. She had multiple cuts on her forehead; another on the right side of her face beside her eye, her chin was also bleeding. Her costume was torn on the left side revealing her shoulder, upper part of her left breast and the majority of the left arm. Her cape was attached to her costume only by the right side. Further cuts were on her breasts, the blood dripping down her costume over the lower portion of her S. Abs, hips, ass, arms and legs also had cuts. Bruises where on her face, breasts and scattered throughout her body.
Violator hauled Super-Chick onto her shoulder and proceeded up the stairs back to the banquet hall.
The cameras focused in on Violator carrying the limp Girl of Steel on her shoulder rubbing her ass as she entered the room and dropping Super-Chick on the floor lying on her back.
“Ladies and Gentlemen that is the so called SUPER girl! I don’t know about you but all I see is a sweaty, bruised, bloodied girl in a torn Super-Chick costume but no actual Girl of Steel! Oh look, the little princess is reviving.