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The Adventures of Superman: Defeat in the Multi-Universe Part 2 The Super Student Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Fingering the magical device in his pocket, Max walked with Superman towards his first class. The hero was trying to be friendly, but the teen could see that something was bothering him as he glanced around, squinting his eyes. The trap had been sprung perfectly thanks to that magical imp and soon he would completely destroy the alien that put his father in jail.

Soon they were at the classroom door where Max had his Algebra class. He smiled when he heard the shocked gasps of his fellow students when Superman walked in behind him. The teacher, Mr. Dale quickly recovered and warmly welcomed the hero to the class.

Max took his seat at the farthest end of the classroom and smiled when Superman sat in the desk next to him. The hero looked ridiculous as he tried to fit his massive frame into the tiny desk with his legs scrunched up, pressing against each other.

Mr. Dale started the lesson and the teen quickly tuned out the boring information. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the device while keeping an eye on Superman to make sure that he was not looking at him. The hero held his full attention on the math lesson and was not even looking around in the classroom.

The teen decided that it was time to have some fun with Superman as he started to press the buttons on the magical device. Once his command was entered, he put the device back into his pocket and watched Superman out of the corner of his eye.

At first the Man of Steel started to squirm in his seat a little bit as he tried to keep his attention focused on the teacher. The hero was unaware that the bulge in his briefs had started to expand. It took all of Max’s willpower not to laugh as he watched the mighty superhero get a hardon. Part of him was amazed on the size of the tent in the red briefs that was now starting to press against the cheap wood of the desk.

A chuckle sounded besides him and Max nearly jumped out of his skin as the imp was suddenly floating next to him. Looking around he noticed that time had stopped once again. “Oh I love how you think, Maxie!” He said as he danced towards the frozen statue of Superman. Reaching down, he wrapped his little hand around the spandex covered erection and squeezed causing a wet spot to appear.

“Why don’t we raise the stakes for our poor helpless hero? I expanded the power of your device to effect not only Superman but the rest of the humans at this school. Use your power wisely and give our blue boyscout a day he’ll never forget!”

Before Max could even open his mouth to reply, the imp was gone and time was progressing once again. He pulled out his magical remote and started to program in commands. It was time to really start his revenge.

The Man of Steel suddenly jumped up from his seat grabbing his ass cheek like someone had pinched it. The entire classroom looked back and gasped when they saw the muscular hero’s erection.

“Superman!” Mr. Dale said in a disappointing voice. “That is no way to act in my classroom. Since you decided to cause a scene during my lesson, I think you should come up to the board and solve this problem.”

The hero opened his mouth to object but one look at the angry face of the math teacher and the effects that Max had caused with his magical remote, he nodded humbly. Still unaware of the tent in his briefs, he slowly started going up to the front of the class.

The shock of the students in the class turned into snickers as they watched the sexually stimulated hero pass them. Some were brave and reached out to touch the pulsating monster causing Superman to look down and discover his arousal.

The hero stopped in shock as his face turned beet red and he tried to cover his crotch with his hands. Even though his hands were just as big as the rest of him, it still wasn’t enough to completely block the fact that he had an erection.

It was harder and harder to keep the gleeful look off of Max’s face as he reveled in the humiliation of the man he hated. He pulled out his remote and imputed some more commands as Superman tried his best to will down his cock back to normal size.

“When I call you to the front of the class, Superman,” Mr. Dale said sternly. “I expect you to follow my instructions! Keep your arms at your side and get up here now or I will send you to Principal Davis!”

The class was amazed when Superman meekly complied revealing once again his tented briefs to the teens. His face was pale as he continued to walk towards the front as the snickers and laughter rang in his ears.

Mr. Dale handed Superman a piece of chalk as he nodded to the complex algebra problem on the board. The Man of Steel just stared at the problem with a dumb expression on his face as he scratched his head in puzzlement.

Everyone could not believe their eyes. They had heard that Superman had brains as well as brawn, but the mighty hero just could not even begin to solve the problem. Max had to put his hand over his mouth to keep himself from laughing. The device was working wonderfully.

The math teacher rolled his eyes as he frowned at the stupefied hero. “It looks like I was right and you were not paying attention! I am very disappointed in you Superman. You should be a model for these students to follow, not touching yourself in my classroom.”

Superman paled as he stood there being lectured as if he was a child himself. He covered his teeming erection with one hand as he nodded dumbly.

Mr. Dale grabbed and eraser and cleaned the chalkboard before putting a much easier math problem on the board. “Perhaps you could solve this problem for the class and show that you were paying some attention to today’s lesson.”

The hero stared at the problem as he tried with all of his might to figure out the solution. The classroom buzzed with snickers as they watched their idol fail miserably. The math problem was easy enough for a middle schooler to solve, yet Superman was unable to even begin to solve it.

The math teacher rolled his eyes as he erased the problem and wrote “2+2” on the chalkboard. “Can you even solve this problem?”

Superman could only stare at the most simple math problem in the entire world like it was some kind of complicated calculus problem. He stared from the board to the teacher to the students as his lips started to quiver as he faced utter humiliation.

Max sat in the back of the classroom watching the scene play out as he wanted it to. His wildest dreams of destroying Superman were never this good as he turned the most powerful being on Earth into an utter idiot.

Mr. Dale shook his head in disappointment. “Since you have shown that you can not be trusted, I want you to sit in the front of the class.” He pointed to the front corner where a small wooden stool sat.

Superman hung his head in shame as he shuffled over to the stool and sat down. He had his hands covering his still bulging crotch as he avoided the amused looks of the students. Mr. Dale walked over to the embarrassed hero and handed him a slip of paper.

“Here is detention for not paying attention.” Mr. Dale said sternly. “Even if you are not a student at this school, I expect you to follow the rules as if you were.”

The final insult was when the math teacher placed a dunce cap on the head of the cowed superhero. Max smiled as several kids took out their phones and took pictures of their idol’s downfall. Each time a phone flashed, Superman flinched as his shame would become public very soon.

Mr. Dale took back control of his classroom and resumed the lesson. He kept a close eye on Superman and called him out anytime he saw something that he didn’t like. When his back was turned to the class, several students took advantage and sneered at their fallen hero. Some were even brave enough to hurl spitballs at him.

Superman did nothing to stop them because he didn’t want to call attention to himself. He didn’t even attempt to take the spitballs off his face and body as he tried to curl up in the corner in shame.

Several students were called up to the board to solve math problems and each one of them were able to solve them with ease. Each time a problem was solved that Superman could not solve, they would smirk at the red faced hero before going back to their seats.

Max smiled as he watched the scene unfold knowing that it was just the first step in the destruction of the mighty hero. He made sure to program his magic remote to keep Superman aroused and hard during the rest of the class.

When the bell finally rang, the class was dismissed. Before anyone could move, Max rushed to the front of the class and stood sternly in front of the humiliated hero. “What the heck, Superman!” He said loudly. “Principal Davis trusted me to show you around the school and this is how you act?”

The class moved like snails as they watched one of the most popular boys in the school scold Superman like he was a naughty child. Max snatched the hero by his ear and pulled him off the stool. Dragging the once mighty superhero across the classroom, the teen walked like he had just been elected President. Superman didn’t fight as he followed as fast as he could hoping he could outrace the echos of laughter that followed him.

Max shoved the weak and frightened Superman into the boys bathroom and shoved him hard against the wall. “What the fuck Superman!” He yelled in mock anger. “How dare you embarrass me in class!”

Superman cowered as all of his legendary courage leeched away from him thanks to the effects of the magic remote control. The much smaller teenager totally dominating him and he was scared out of his mind.

Clenching his fists in pretend anger, Max reveled in the power he had over the hated hero. He slapped Superman’s hands away from his tented crotch and looked down at disgust at his arousal.

“Are you some kind of fag that gets your rocks off on a boy like me? Fucking pervert!”

Superman trembled as he shook his head. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me!” He cried out in fear.

Max sneered as he slapped his hand against the pulsating spandex covered hardon. The hero moaned as his body started to spasm. The front of his red briefs started to become wet as his cock started to shoot his seed and quickly filled them.

The Man of Steel collapsed against the wall and slid down as his body was wracked with a powerful orgasm. Max added insult to injury as he pressed his sneaker against the bulge of his balls and pressed hard against them.

Superman howled with a mixture of pain and pleasure as his cock continued to shoot cum into his tights. Even Max was impressed by the superhuman size of the load that seeped through the fabric like a white foam that covered the front of his briefs.

The teen felt like a god as he watched the helpless hero in the last throes of his titanic orgasm. “You disgusting pig!” he sneered. “I’m going to report you to Principal Davis!”

Superman paled when he looked down at his cum drenched tights and briefs and realized what would happen if this got out. He tried to jump to his feet but the effects of the powerful orgasm caused his legs to feel like rubber and he fell right back on his ass.

Crawling on his hands and knees, he threw his arms around one of the legs of his teen tormentor and looked up with a scared look on his face. “Please don’t tell anyone about this!” He begged pathetically. “I’ll do anything! Anything you want, but please don’t tell Principal Davis!”

Max looked down at the begging hero and looked thoughtfully. “If you want me to keep quiet then you better agree to be my slave! I’ll show you what it’s like to be a real man and not a fucking alien fairy.”

Superman recoiled back as he feared to accept the conditions. “I can’t do that!” he whimpered. “I can’t be your slave.”

The teen rolled his eyes as he kicked the hero in the head. While Superman was dazed, he dragged the helpless hero across the bathroom floor and into one of the stalls. Reveling in his power, he took a firm hold of his black locks and thrust the hero’s head in the toilet.

The Man of Steel’s arms flailed as his head was immersed in the toilet water. He tried to keep his eyes and mouth shut tight, but he could feel the water going up his nose. So weak that the teen boy would easily hold him down with one hand, the hero could only hope that this would end soon.

Max flushed the toilet and watched with glee as the water swirled around the alien’s head like a whirlpool. When the water vanished down the sewage pipes, he pulled Superman’s head back up. “You will agree to be my slave or I will make your life a living hell!” He snarled.

Superman gasped for air as his face dripped with water. Before he could say anything, the teen plunged his head back into the now full toilet and repeated the process. This happened five more times before Max let Superman speak.

“Alright!” Superman sobbed as he gasped for air. “I’ll be your slave!”

Max let the hero go and watched with glee as his head smacked down on the toilet rim and onto the floor. He felt immense satisfaction as he saw a thin line of blood ran down the Man of Steel’s handsome but drenched face.

“You’re fucking pathetic!” he snarled as he let his full rage rain down on the weak hero.

Superman meekly climbed to his feet as his cum drenched tights squeeked from the movement. Max stared at the alien and had a hard time recognizing him. His tights and briefs were stained from his earlier orgasm, his black hair was soaked and matted against his wet face, and a trickle of blood ran from his head down to his chin. This was the best day of his life.

The Adventures of Superman: Defeat in the Multi-Universe Part 2 The Super Student Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Max glared at himself in the mirror. Today was going to be a horrible day, the absolutely worst! The sun was peeking through his window, outlining a suburban neighborhood in Metropolis.

Standing almost six feet tall, the teen boy furiously brushed his silky brown hair. He had the face of an angel that he used to his advantage when he wanted something, but today his sparkling green eyes were full of anger.

How could his school be so stupid to invite Superman to speak to the entire school today? Max hated the hero with all of his being. It was the Man of Steel’s fault that his father was now serving a fifteen year prison sentence. He just wished that he could get his revenge on the powerful alien for ruining his life.

Slamming his brush down on his dresser, the teen stormed over to his closet and started to dress. He would have skipped school, but his mother was insistent in making sure the he would attend today. She wanted Superman to be a good influence on him so he would not follow in his father’s footsteps.

As if Superman could ever be his hero! Max sneered at all those people who worshiped the superhero and kissed up to him. It made him want to vomit! Unfortunately, no matter how he tried to think of a way to humiliate and tarnish his perfect reputation, he always came up with nothing. How can you destroy a powerful being like Superman?

The air started to shimmer around the teenager and he stumbled back into his closet and fell against the wall. An imp suddenly appear floating in the air grinning down at him. Max could not believe his eyes as his jaw dropped in shock.

The imp wore a silly red hat with a flower hanging over the rim. His suit was baggy and also red and a curly hair peeking under the hat.

“What are you?” Max gasped stuttering from fright.

The imp’s smile grew larger as he tipped his hat politely. “I am the person who is going to make all of your dreams come true!”

The teen managed to get over the worst part of his fear as he climbed to his feet. “You are like a fairy godmother or something?”

Giggles erupted from the imp as he rolled around in the air. “I am better than some old fairy creature! I am a being from the fifth dimension and I am here to make your dream come true!”

Max stared in disbelief as he wondered if he was dreaming. His eyes narrowed as stared at the floating imp “What’s the catch?”

“You are smart and pretty, boy.” The imp said with a devious smile. “That is a dangerous combination.”

He snapped his fingers and a small remote control appeared in the hands of the teenager. Max looked it over suspiciously as he tried to cover the shock of it appearing out of thin air.

“This device will give you the power to make your dream come true. It is magically connected to Superman and will allow you to control him.”

Max almost dropped the magical device as his jaw dropped down. “It can control Superman?” He said incredulously. “How is that possible?”

“You don’t need to know the how or why. You just need to know that it works. While Superman is at your school, you will have total control over him with this device.”

“What happens if he leaves the school?”

“Then it will stop working and your control over the big blue boyscout will be gone.”

Max frowned as he examined the strange gift from the imp. So many possibilities ran through his mind but one was above all. He now had the means to exact his revenge against Superman.

“What’s the catch?”

The imp smiled as he reached down and patted the boy on the cheek. “No catch at all. I am curious on what you will do with your power over Superman.”

He vanished in a puff of red smoke leaving the teenager staring down at the device in wonder. Would it really work just as he said? As he got ready for school, the teen started to plan what to do with this strange gift.

Txy giggled to himself as he watched his proxy from behind the shadows. In the brief time that he had been in this version of Earth, he had easily located Superman and watched him. This Superman was just like the others and he was impatient to see him brought down by a mere teen.

The last Superman was so easily defeated that he hoped that this one would put up more of a fight. His inevitable defeat would be so much more satisfying if the blue dolt would actually try to fight his powers.

The imp would watch and wait for his new friend to make his move. If he failed to perform as expected then he would have to find another who would take down his prey.

 

 

 

 

As the bleachers filled with student and teachers, an excited buzz circulated the large area of the gym. It wasn’t everyday that Superman would come to speak with them. The excitement was brewing all day and even the teachers had trouble focusing because of it.

Max sat in his seat surrounded by his friends as they talked as much as everyone else. He reached in his coat pocket and touched the remote that the imp had given him. He had spent the morning planning out his strategy on his revenge against Superman. His body tingled with excitement as well, but his was much different than the rest of the students sitting around him.

Principal Davis stood at the podium ready to start the presentation when cheers started to erupt through the room. Superman walked inside the gym waving to the screaming kids with a slightly amused look on his face. Dressed in his famous blue and red costume, his body radiated an aura of power than none of them could come close to imitating.

The teen secretly took out the remote from his jacket pocket. It was time to test if this would work on the hero like the imp said. As Superman started to climb the steps to the stage that was in the middle of the gym, Max pushed one of the buttons and waited with his breath held.

The room grew silent when the Man of Steel suddenly tripped on the steps and landed on his ass. Several of the administrators rushed to make sure the hero was alright, but he was soon back on his feet and assuring them that he was not hurt.

Max barely contained his glee as he looked down at the remote in amazement. It actually worked! He could not believe that it actually worked. Now confident that he would finally be able to destroy the alien who destroyed his life, the teen was a bubble of excited energy.

Superman took the podium and smiled to the hundreds of students who waited impatiently for him to speak. “I apologize for the tumble, but even a man like me can make mistakes. That’s a reason why I wanted to talk to you all today. Mistakes can be of a variety of things. Some are small like my little fall and have little consequences, but other can be huge and ruin not only your life, but the lives of those around you.”

The boy stopped listening to the hero’s speech and rolled his eyes. Superman was just as self righteous as any adult and it made him sick. Like many other adults, he thought he knew what was best for people he never even knew.

While the Man of Steel continued to talk to the students, Max spent his time in putting commands into the remote control. His annoyance over the hero’s speech turned to anger as he decided to put him in his place.

Superman stopped in mid sentence and frowned. The kids started to murmur to themselves and their friends as the hero scratched his head in confusion. Max could hardly contain his laughter as he intently watched the effects of his commands.

“I’m sorry, but I need to go,” Superman said as he looked down at his hands. He jumped up in the air and started to fly towards the exit.

Max was ready for him and pressed another button and the hero crashed to the ground as gravity took hold of him. Everyone gasped as their beloved hero struggled to get back to his feet. Principal Davis hurried over to the fallen hero as he motioned for his administration to get the students out.

It was hard to get everyone to move as they sat staring at the shaken hero. Mex smiled as he palmed the magical remote. Superman wasn’t leaving just yet. As everyone was ushered to the exit to get back to their classrooms, the teen ducked behind the bleachers and hid out of sight.

The administration had escorted Superman back to the stage where they had him sit down. Superman attempted to smile as he tried to assure them that he was fine. Max chuckled softly from his hiding spot and knew the hero was not fine. He had clipped the wings of the mighty god and now it was time to give him a reason to stay.

“Hey imp!” He whispered.

Max gasped as time suddenly stopped and the imp appeared before him.

“You called for me?”

“Can you use your powers and do something for me? I want a message to be delivered to Superman before he can leave.”

The imp listened to what he had to say and nodded with a mischievous smile. With a puff of smoke, he was gone and time starting moving again.

Max watched as a student ran inside the gym towards the stage. “Principal Davis!” He said out of breath like he had ran a marathon. “I found this outside! It is addressed to Superman.”

The Man of Steel took the note and paled when he read it. Principal Davis motioned for the student to return to his classroom and turned to the hero. “What is it?”

“It is a bomb threat against the school,” Superman said breathlessly. “It says if I leave, the bomb will detonate and kill everyone.”

“Can’t you use your x-ray vision to find it?”

The hero shook his head. “For some reason, my powers have vanished. I need to find out why and that is why I tried to leave. Until I get my powers back, I need to stay here at the school.”

“We can say that you decided to stay to show the students how important doing well in school is,” Principal Davis said shrewdly. “No one will question that reason and it will give the school some good publicity.”

Superman nodded in agreement. “I think that is the best plan. I can look for any signs of the bomb while investigating the reason for my powers vanishing.”

Max quietly snuck away from his hiding spot and towards the exit of the gym while they were talking.

“We can pair you up with a student to shadow during the day, and that way your presence can be explained.” The Principal said as the teen rushed into the gym.

Superman smiled as he noticed the young man running in and nodded to the Principal. He walked over and placed a hand on the shoulder. “How would you like to spend the day with Superman at school?”   

Robin’s Trick or Treat Chapter 1

Chapter 1

“It looks like our little bird is awake,” said a deep raspy voice from the darkness. “Our experiment can finally begin.”

Robin, The Boy Wonder, slowly opened his eyes and quickly shut them as a bright light stabbed into his eyes. He instinctively tried to rub them but he was unable to move his arms.

Fighting through the pain of the bright light, the hero’s eyes slowly focused as he looked down at himself. The teenager was bound against a upright gurney with thick metal clamps attached to his wrists and ankles. What was worse was that his utility belt had been taken off of his waist and sat on a table completely out of reach.

“What’s going on?” Robin demanded softly as he strained to remember how he had gotten here.

He had been on patrol on the Diamond District of Gotham making sure that the thousands of citizens that were trick or treating were not bothered by some pretty scheme orchestrated by one of Gotham’s many super villains.  Robin last remembered peering down at the busy city streets from the safety of a gargoyle when he had passed out.

“Relax, little Robin,” a dark figure stepped from the darkness revealing himself to be the Scarecrow. “I just want to give you a little bit of Halloween fun.”

The Boy Wonder flinched as he recoiled from the razor thin villain. Scarecrow was obsessed with finding out people’s fears. A once respected psychiatrist, he created a fear gas in his descent into madness. He had been exposed to the supervillain’s toxin before and it was not pleasant.

“Let me go!” Robin demanded as he strained to break free of his restraints.

Scarecrow chuckled as his syringe tipped fingers softly caressed the teenager’s face. “Relax and enjoy the ride!”

The hero screamed as the villain stabbed him in the chest with the needles on his fingers. Robin felt the vile toxin entering his bloodstream as he tried to focus his mind in an attempt to resist the effects.

The room started to melt away and twist as Robin felt himself start sink into the floor. He was suddenly able to move as his restraints melted as well. Floating in a sea of blackness, he instinctively reached for his utility belt where one of his pouches held the antidote that Batman had created for a situation like this.

Robin grunted as he crashed into the pavement and the skies opened up in a downpour of rain. His costume was quickly soaked and his raven locks fell in front of his eyes thick with water. Stumbling up to his feet, The Boy Wonder found himself deep in a dark alley.

“Well, well,” a triumphant voice said with glee. “It must be my birthday because I just got a great present!”

Whirling around, the hero found himself facing The Riddler surrounded by a group of thugs. He immediately went into fighting position as the criminals formed a circle around him. Smirking faces loomed in his vision as the teen felt fear eating at his soul.

The first thug rushed the outnumbered hero as Robin barely was able to dodge his huge fist. He reached behind his cape to pull out his staff when the group of Riddler thugs started to laugh hysterically.

Robin blushed furiously when he saw that he was holding a bright pink dildo in his hands instead. What the heck was going on?

Taking advantage of his confusion, the thugs rushed The Boy Wonder and overwhelmed the poor teen. He felt their strong hands gripping his arms as his knees started to buckle to the pavement.

The Riddler chuckled as he used the tip of his question marked staff to lift his prisoner’s chin. “It looks like the mighty Robin is prepared for a different kind of party! Could it be that Batman’s protege is a flaming homosexual?”

Robin shook his head furiously as he tried to glare at the triumphant villain. “I’m not gay!” He said through gritted teeth.

The villain shook his head as he let the defeated teen’s head drop. “Such a hostile response, little bird! Perhaps we should put it to the test?”

The Riddler stepped very close to Robin as he thrust his question marked spandex package into the young man’s face. The Boy Wonder tried to turn his head away but a thug behind him grabbed him by his hair and forced him to take the mad man’s bulge. He could feel the smooth spandex rubbed all over his face as he inhaled the musky smell of the villain’s crotch.

Panic shot through his body as he felt his heart start to race. There was a stirring in his tights as his body rebelled against him.

“You like the smell of another man’s cock, Robin?” The Riddler taunted as he continued to rub himself against the teen’s face.

Robin knew he was quickly losing this battle as his lips started to part. Ignoring his screaming mind, his tongue started to creep out between his lips and took a small taste of the invading crotch.

Riddler giggled as he felt the darting tongue on his package. He stepped back and watched the flash of disappointment on his captive’s face. “Let’s get the boy ready for the the party!” He ordered to his thugs.

Robin cried out as he felt a dozen hands all over his body. He struggled weakly but between his arousal and being outnumbers, the boy was quickly subdued. Pieces of his costume fell to the wet pavement as the criminals stipped the helpless hero.

The Boy Wonder soon found himself completely naked as the criminals finished their work. They formed a circle around him as the teen staggered looking for a way to escape. He noticed them pointing and laughing and looked down to see what had caused this.

Blinking in surprise, he noticed that his cock was rock hard and almost seemed to salute the Riddler. Quickly covering his shame, Robin never felt so vulnerable in his entire life. Why his cock was betraying him was beyond his comprehension, but he felt a need start to form within him.

Riddler pointed to the pavement in front of him. “If you want to suck my cock, you will need to kneel like a good boy.”

Robin was ready to tell the pervert to go to hell, but his blue eyes stared at the bulging crotch of the gloating villain. LIcking his lips, the hero was shocked when he stumbled forward and slowly went to his knees.

He could feel the villain’s hand running through his still wet hair as Robin slowly inched his face to the object of his desire. His heart pounded in his chest as his cock strained to get even harder. Right when he was in range to taste the Riddler’s package, the villain stepped back causing The Boy Wonder to fall on his hands and knees.

The Riddler wagged his finger reprovingly as he looked down at the frustrated, sexually stimulated teenager. “No, no, no” He tutted with a gleeful look on his face. “You must ask first!”

Driven by his uncontrollable lust and need to suck cock, Robin felt himself sink lower in his humiliation. “Please,” He said softly. “Please let me suck your cock.”

“I can’t hear you!”

“Please, let me suck your cock.” Robin said a little louder.

“Hmmh!” Riddler said in mock disinterest. “Come on, boys. It looks like Robin doesn’t want to party after all.”

As the villain and his thugs turned to leave something snapped in The Boy Wonder’s mind. The thought of not being able to suck cock made the teen start to panic.

“PLEASE!” He screamed at the top of his lungs. “LET ME SUCK YOUR COCK!”

Even The Riddler was a little shocked at the desperation of Robin as the boy crawled on his hands and knees and latched onto his legs. “I need your cock! Please let me suck it.” Robin begged as he looked up at the smirking villain with tears in his eyes. “I’ll do anything!”

“I suppose that we can come to some kind of deal, Robin.” The Riddler said as he softly stroked the hero’s cheek. “I will let you suck my cock and all of my men’s cocks if you can solve a riddle for me.”

A light of hope shone on the horny teen’s face as he hugged the villain’s leg. “Yes! I’ll do anything!”

“Riddle me this, Robin! Who is The Batman!”

Robin flinched as he felt a part of his mind start to resist. This was one secret that could destroy Batman forever. He could feel his throbbing hard cock pulsing against his stomach as a small stream of precum poured from his mushroom head.

“You have three seconds to answer!” Riddler snapped as he kicked his leg free.

With a desperate cry of lust, Robin reached out for the departing villain. “Wait! I will tell you! Batman is…”

Something out of the sky crashed down as a dark shape knocked two of the thugs unconscious. Riddler gasped as he yanked Robin’s head up by his hair. “Quickly tell me!” He demanded as the dark figure made short work of his men.

As Robin opened his mouth to reveal the answer to the question that had haunted Riddler for years, the villain cried out as he slumped to the floor unconscious.

“It looks like I got here just in time,” a cocky voice said as he stepped out of the shadows.

The Boy Wonder’s jaw dropped as Nightwing revealed himself. He felt his senses reel as he took in the pretty face of the original Robin. Nightwing was one of the men that he admired with all of his soul and he worked hard to live up to the legacy of Batman’s original partner.

Yet there was something different now as the teen started at the strapping hero. He noticed how attractive the young man was and his cock seemed to throb as he stared in lust at his savior.

“What has gotten into you, Tim?” Nightwing said sternly. “How did Riddler get you to almost reveal Batman’s secret?”

Robin opened his mouth but no words came out as his eyes trailed down and fixed themselves on Nightwing’s basket. It was even larger than Riddler’s and he began to imagine wrapping his lips around the young man’s hard cock.

Concern painted Nightwing’s face as he knelt down and placed his hand on the naked teen’s shoulder. “Are you alright Robin?”

Being this close to the studly hero was too much for The Boy Wonder as he leaped against him causing both of them to tumble to the ground. He could feel the heat and hard muscles of the acrobat as he pressed his lips against the former Robin’s and started to kiss him passionately.

Nightwing shoved Robin away as he scrambled to his feet. “What the hell?” He asked angrily. “What had gotten into you? First you let Riddler take you captive and then almost reveal Batman’s secret. Then you kiss me? You know Batman would not tolerate this kind of behavior!”

“No I would not!” A deep voice said from the shadows. Batman stepped forward and glared down at his horny and naked partner.

Robin paled as he stared at the frightful figure of The Dark Knight. He knew that he was in deep trouble.

The Adventures of Superman: Defeat in the Multi-universe Part 1 Lex’s Whore Chapter 8

Chapter 8

When Superman awoke from his post-orgasmic slumber, he felt even more drained than when being exposed to kryptonite. He was still lying on the couch in Mr. Luthor’s office completely nude. He shivered as he felt the cool air conditioned breeze blowing on his body. An awful realization hit the once powerful hero, he was feeling cold. Normally his powers protected him from the elements of hot or cold, but his now vulnerable body reacted to the sensations for the first time in his life.

Looking around, the Man of Steel realized that he was alone. He climbed to his feet and looked down at his naked body. It was as if the hero was wearing a completely different body. His once massive muscles had vanished and were replaced with a very toned swimmer’s body. Going over to the mirror, he stared at himself in shock.

The most shocking change was the fact that his once massive penis that was nine inches when soft had been drastically reduced. Superman used his thumb to lift the shriveled tool up and flinched when his thumb was much bigger. Was this a side effect of his powers being drained?

The door behind him opened and Superman turned to see Mr. Luthor coming inside. His jaw dropped at the transformed business tycoon. The villain not only had grown several inches, but muscles rippled across his body in a most impressive way. The most shocking thing of all was that he now wore the costume that the hero once wore proudly before his life was taken away from him.

“Do you like my new outfit, Kent?” Mr. Luthor said with a smile as he flexed his massive muscles in the red and blue costume. “I figured since you don’t need it anymore that I might as well put it in good use.”

Being so close to the man who enslaved and dominated him, Superman felt his cock rising to hardness. Within seconds he was at full mast and looked down at what was once his pride and joy with tears forming in his eyes.

His erection was truly a pathetic state as it barely looked like it was longer than three inches. Combined with the fact that his manly body hair was shaved as well made the hero look like a little boy rather than a man. His balls were just as small and Superman was amazed that he had cum so much from Luthor’s rape. A realization hit him as he wondered if Mr. Luthor had drained him even more while he was passed out.

“Aww,” Mr. Luthor said as if he was cooing at a cute baby. “It’s that so adorable?”

He walked over to the blushing hero and flicked his tiny hard cock  with his fingers. Superman grabbed his sides and collapsed on the floor wracked with pain. Mr. Luthor’s powers had increased so much that even that little touch was enough to make it feel like he had been hit by a two ton truck.

“Looks like I haven’t gotten used to my new powers,” The villain said with a laugh. He walked over to his desk and grabbed a satchel and threw it at the hero. “Put these on!” He ordered.

Trying to shove the pain aside, Superman managed to get on his hands and knees. Still sitting on the carpeted floor, he opened the satchel and some clothes came tumbling out. The jersey was sleeveless and was an imitation of his former costume. As he put it on, he discovered that it only came down to the bottom of his chest. There was a red jock inside that the hero quickly put on to hide the shame of his small cock. The fabric hid his excitement quite well and barely showed any kind of tent.

The shorts were red like his former briefs and Superman discovered that there was no back to them. As he put them on, he felt his ass was still very much exposed and the shorts were short enough that they could have been briefs. A cape was also include that had his shield in the middle of the red fabric. Superman attached the cape to his jersey and his hopes of the cape covering his exposed ass was dashed. It only reached down to the middle of his back.

The last piece of his new costume were very long red boots. He slipped them on his feet and legs and found that they reached up halfway up his thigh. Superman walked over to the mirror and gawked at himself in his new costume. He looked like some kind of whore wearing this.

“Now that you are dressed, it’s time to go fight some crime!” Lex said with a huge grin on his face.

Superman paled as he realized that his master wanted him to go out in public like this. What was worse is that without his powers there would be no way for him to be able to put up any kind of fight. He would be shot and killed before he could even think of running.

The villain must have saw the distressed look on his face as he smirked. “Don’t worry, Kent,” He said sarcastically. “I’ll protect you.”

The Man of Steel blanched as he feared his master’s protection. Mr. Luthor was more than likely to let him be killed than to protect him. Before he could even utter any kind of plea of mercy, the hero found himself caught in the villain’s embrace and flying through the skyline of Metropolis.

“There is a woman being mugged!” Mr. Luthor said urgently. “You take care of that while I stop a bank robbery from happening.

A fast rush of air and Superman was in a dark alley where a mugger was holding a knife to a frightened young woman. Feeling completely uncomfortable in his new costume and painfully aware of the lack of his powers, the hero wanted to turn and run. Yet his master had told him to stop this mugging and the bond between them compelled him to obey.

“Let her go right now!” Superman tried to say in his most authoritative voice. Unfortunately his voice came out in a tenor squeak rather than his booming baritone.  

The mugger turned and laughed when he saw who was trying to stop him. “What the fuck is this?” He exclaimed through his chuckles. “Some kind of gay Superman wannabe?”

Even in his weakened condition, Superman was confident that he would be able to stop a single man with a knife. Batman had given him combat training to deal with situations where he was powerless.

The mugger brought his fingers to his lips and a piercing whistle rang in the air. Superman’s confidence evaporated as four more men walked into the alley and blocked all exits. Seeing the slutty weak hero, all of them started to laugh.

“Did you get lost little boy?” One of them said as he stepped forward and slapped his exposed ass. “The gay pride is next week!”

Superman found himself quickly surrounded as he started to panic. There was no way that he could take out all of them at the same time. He raised his arms in the air and tried with all of his might to get air born.

This only brought more laughter as two of the thugs grabbed each of his arms and forced him on his knees. Struggling with all his might to escape their iron grip, the hero prayed that Mr. Luthor would come rescue him from this mess.

No help came as they started to tear at his costume until it was shreds of rags hanging off his lean muscular body. The feeling of being dominated so easily brought a shiver of pleasure to the helpless hero. He started to feel his cock start to harden as it was exposed to the cool air.

“You’re no ‘Superman,’” a thug said menacingly. “You’re not even a ‘Superboy!’”

“He’s just a ‘Superbaby!’” Another laughed as he pointed at the three inch hard cock quivering in the cool air.

The other laughed as the hero felt his face turned red from shame. All shadows of his former self were gone and replaced by a scared weakling who had to submit to the stronger man. Unfortunately for him every man was now stronger than him.

“Please, let me go,” He squeaked pathetically. His only hope was mercy and he begged for it in a pathetic whine.

His pleas of mercy only brought more laughter as the men rubbed his face in their crotches. Superman could feel their hard cocks through their jeans and knew that he was about to turn into their sex toy. Oddly the prospect only turned him on even more.

Soon a cock was shoved in his mouth as another cock started to fuck his ass from behind. The woman cried as she pressed against the alley wall, too scared to even more.

Superman never felt lower as he was used for the criminal’s pleasure. When one was finished, another took his place as his was forced to have his face and ass fucked. When it was finally over, the hero was lying on the hard cement with cum leaking from both ends of his body.

The criminals took their leave laughing at their conquest of the man who claimed he was Superman. Even the woman fled when she was able to, leaving him all alone in the alley to deal with his shame.

“It looks like you failed to stop a single mugging, Kent.” A stern voice said above him.

Superman looked up and saw Mr. Luthor floating above him. Was he here the entire time?

The villain picked up the worn out hero and within seconds they were back in his office. The former Man of Steel was deposited on the floor as he walked over to his desk to check his schedule.  

As he lay on the carpet, tears started to form in his eyes. Superman was no more and he was just a toy for Mr. Luthor to play with. Everything about him was stripped away leaving a weak whore who need a man to dominate him. Something within him broke and was replaced with a single directive. He would serve his master without question.

Txy watched as the months went by and delighted in Superman’s new life. Gone was the hero that his uncle used to curse. Lex took great care of his greatest asset and made sure that Superman was drained of his cum five times a day.

The media quickly forgotten about their former champion as Lex Luthor replaced him as Metropolis’ hero and guardian. The villain controlled the world governments from behind the scenes while earning the public’s love with his staged bouts of crime fighting.

At first the Justice League fought against the business tycoon as they tried to figure out what happened to their leader, Superman. Lex defeated them all quite easily. Once he had unmasked and exposed Batman as Bruce Wayne, the rest of the heroes quickly accepted his offer for them to work for him. Lexcorp now employed every single superhero of note and deployed them around the world to fight against any enemy of Lex Luthor.

The imp smiled as he watched the former Man of Steel lying in his cage waiting to be milked once again. The hero was naked all the time now and with his balls always empty, he looked like a pretty boy twink who would do anything for cock.

His plan had worked brilliantly and Superman was destroyed by his hand. Yet now that the challenge was gone, Txy found himself yearning for a new challenge. He left Lexcorp leaving his conquest in the capable hands of his new master.

Looking down at the tiny blue planet from space, the imp pondered on where to go next. He yearned to be able to destroy Superman again, but it was clear that it could not be here. His eyes narrowed as he remembered some of the lessons that he had learned in school about this dimension. Apparently this universe was composed of an infinite multi-universes of alternate realities.

The imp clapped his hands and laughed as he realized that he could defeat Superman again and again. He waved his arms as he used his magic to transport himself into a different reality. Each world would have it’s Superman and he could not wait to see the next world’s Superman and destroy him. The possibilities were endless.

The Adventures of Superman: Defeat in the Multi-universe Part 1 Lex’s Whore Chapter 7

Chapter 7

When they got back to Lex’s office, a young man in a white lab coat was waiting for them. Luthor raised an eyebrow questioningly as he wondered why someone would be in here. He looked back at his super slave and saw that he was as still as a statue. What was going on here?

The young man’s body blinked and for a second he was replaced by the young imp, Txy. Lex’s brilliant mind put everything together in a microsecond and kept his face smooth. Sneaking a peek behind him, he saw Superman was moving again, his face dejected and his cock pulsing against the fabric of his precum soaked briefs.

“Mr. Luthor,” The young scientist said with excitement. “I have a breakthrough that you will be most interested in.”

The villain nodded slowly wondering what the imp’s game was. He gestured towards his desk as he walked over and took his own seat. Superman followed behind him like a loyal puppy, his hands twitching as if he wanted to cover his tented briefs.

The illusion that Txy was hiding behind sat down and pulled out some papers. “I have been experimenting with the semen sample that you gave us earlier today and have made a great discovery.”

Lex ignored the horrified gasp from his slave standing behind him and motioned for his silent partner in Superman’s destruction to continue.

“The semen sample was filled with the radiation from our sun. We compared it with the other samples that you gave us of his hair and skin and noticed that the amount of radiation was nowhere close to the levels of his semen.

“I have a theory that the source of Superman’s power is in his semen. The more he ejactulates, the weaker he would become. In fact, if his balls were to be totally depleted of his semen then he would lose his powers permanently.”

Superman shook his head in denial. “No, it can’t be!” He cried out in shock. His face was white as a ghost and he cupped his balls almost protectively.

Lex ignored his horrified slave and looked at the papers that the imp had given him. The charts and graphs were complete rubbish. Clearly this was the work of the imp’s magical powers and he was trying to deceive Superman into believing that his powers lay in his balls.

“Sir, there is more,” The young scientist said excitedly. “We have come up with a formula that will allow anyone who drinks Superman’s semen to receive his powers. The formula takes the processed sun’s radiation that Superman’s body has already taken in and bonds it with the DNA of its new host. Although the results are temporary, we can milk Superman again and again to keep his powers depleted and create an army of new Supermen.”

So that was his plan, Lex thought to himself. This new plan of the imp’s had so much potential. If he himself could harness Superman’s powers then he could easily bend the world to his will. Even the combined might of the Justice League would not be able to stop him.

“Who else knows about this,” The villain demanded.

“No one, sir. I came straight to you.”

“Keep this knowledge to yourself,” Lex instructed firmly. He gazed back at his superslave who was actually trembling with fear. The idiot was so easy to manipulate. “I want to talk to you alone when we have a chance.”

Time stopped once again, leaving everything frozen in place. Txy appeared in his true form and smiled as he floated in the air.

“What’s your game, imp?” Lex said harshly. Quickly composing his face, he realized that without his help, Superman would still be free. In a much more pleasant tone, he said. “Why are you doing this? What do you want from this?”

Tyx giggled as he floated over to Superman and ran his long tongue across the frozen hero’s face. “I love seeing him defeated, Lexie Poo. With this change to his anatomy, the boy scout will be your complete slave. You get all his powers and everything you want and I get to see him humiliated and defeated.

“As for what I want? All I want is one simple thing. Keep him alive and healthy. Humiliate him over and over even after he is completely broken. The magic I used to transfer his powers to you has bonded the both of you. If Superman dies then you will die too.”

Lex frowned as his brilliant mind processed this information. He wanted nothing more than to see Superman dead. It had been a driving factor of his life since the alien revealed himself to the world. Yet he did enjoy dominating the Man of Steel. Perhaps he would play the imp’s game and make Superman his sperm cow slave. He didn’t like that he had to keep Superman alive, but on the bright side, the hero would spend decades wishing that he never crossed Lex Luthor.

“Alright, I will do as you ask, imp.”

Txy clapped his hands in glee as he jumped on the business tycoon and kisses him soundly on the lips. “What fun this is!” He danced around in the air before shimmering back to the form of the young scientist.

Time returned to normal as the scientist excused himself, leaving Lex alone with the frightened alien.

“So is this true Superman?” Lex said with a slight smile. “Is the source of your powers in your pathetic seed?”

Superman shrugged as his shoulders slumped in defeat. “I don’t know, Mr. Luthor.”

The villain grabbed the erection of his slave and started to pump the rod through his briefs.

“No,” the hero moaned as he stood there, swaying helplessly in an ocean of pleasure. “Please don’t do this!”

Lex ignored him and kept stroking as fast as he could. The Man of Steel creamed his briefs as a huge amount of his cum overflowed his already wet briefs. As he let go of the hero’s still shooting cock, Superman stumbled back and fell right on his ass. His body spasmed as the powerful orgasm ripped right through him.

He waited a few minutes for his slave to recover while reveling in his power over his most hated enemy. When the last shot of cum seeped through his drenched briefs, Lex stood up and used his finger to pick up a glob of the alien’s seed. He always hated the smell of cum and never tasted it before in his life, but he fought his revulsion as he injested the sperm.

He slightly gasped as he felt power pulse through his body. His clothes started to rip as his muscles grew. This was the most amazing feeling that he had ever felt in his entire life. He could feel gravity fade away as he floated in the air.

Looking down at his new and improved body, Lex flexed his new muscles and marveled at his perfection. He looked just as good as Superman now! Looking down at the half comatose hero, he changed his opinion. He looked better than Superman!

The Man of Steel, still recovering from his powerful orgasm, looked slightly smaller than he did before. His once skin tight slutty costume sagged a tiny bit and his muscles looked like they had shrunk an inch or two.

Lex realized the full extent of the imp’s gift to him. He could now destroy Superman in a way that would make death seem like a mercy. As long as he kept the alien alive and healthy, he would have an unending supply of power at his fingertips!   

The pendant would keep Superman hard and horny no matter how many times he had to milk the alien. Superman would never get away from him now!

Lex frowned as he felt his powers start to fade and gravity take hold of him once again. His muscles reduced back to down to their normal size as his torn shreds of his suit hung on his body. The result were temporary as the imp said, but with Superman completely enslaved to him, it was of no consequence.

Superman watched in horror as he realized that the nature of his powers were true. What was worse that even after that powerful orgasm, his cock was still rock hard. His balls worked overtime to replenish his lost energy as he lay on the floor helpless to the will of his master.

The villain grabbed the hero by his hair and dragged him to his couch. He watched as the exhausted hero fell on his back. Reaching down, he pulled off the slutty version of his costume that the imp had provided to him. Despite its flimsy look, the material stretched but did not break.

Once the Man of Steel was completely naked, Lex tore off his ruined suit. What he needed was to absorb enough of his slave’s cum to power him up for a long time. Even though it revolted him to the core, he was willing to do anything to acquire the alien’s powers once again.

The naked villain straddled the weakened hero on the couch ran his fingers across his smooth chest. Superman just moaned like a whore as Lex pressed his ass against the monstrous mushroom head of the hero’s hard cock.

He knew he should have used lube but he didn’t want anything to dilute the quality of cum that he needed to charge his powers. Gritting his teeth, the villain slowly worked his virgin ass down Superman’s rod.

Pain shot through his body as he felt like he was being torn apart. Lex squeezed his eyes tightly shut as he felt tears forming from the pain. He kept telling himself that this would be worth it in the end.

Eventually he finally got his nemesis’ cock as far up as his ass as he could. Superman looked crossed eyes as the tightness of his ass squeezed tight around his throbbing erection. Lex surmised that some of the powers that he had stolen from the hero must still be infused in him. A normal human would have been torn apart having that super cock inside them. Most likely it was a combination of his increased powers and the alien’s decreased powers that led this to be possible.

The pain that he felt when he sat on Superman’s cock started to fade as the hero’s precum started to flow inside him. He started to ride the helpless stud as he wrapped his hands around his slave’s throat.

Even though he was technically the bottom in this situation, Lex made sure that Superman was clear who the dominant partner was. His choke hold could not hurt the hero but the symbol of his submission was clear.

Superman lay there helplessly as he concentrated with all his might to keep himself from achieving orgasm. Although he yearned for this feeling more than life itself, the consequences of Luthor getting his powers would destroy the world.

His cock was weak as it reveled in the tightness of Luthor’s ass. The hero felt himself get closer and closer to blowing his load and it scared him to death. He could see his nemesis’ gloating face as he pumped his ass faster and faster around his throbbing erection.

“I beg you, Mr. Luthor,” Superman moaned. “Please don’t do this! I’ll do anything you want!”

Lex laughed as he looked down at his whore. Taking one hand off his throat, he savagely twisted the exposed nipple of the whimpering Kryptonian. To his surprise, Superman cried out in pain. This power transfer was happening sooner than he thought.

Superman screamed as he felt himself go to the point of no return. Sensing his slave was about to explode, Lex slammed his ass down on Superman’s dick so that it was completely impaled on the throbbing cock. The Man of Steel’s eyes rolled back to his head as his body started to shake.

Lex felt the hot explosion of cum inside him as the helpless hero thrashed underneath him. He was once again infused with power as the alien’s cum battered his excited prostate. He looked down in surprise as his own cock started to shoot and his seed started to rain down on the hero’s face and chest.

Once the villain had absorbed every drop of sperm from his slave, Lex floated up in the air above his exhausted enemy. His muscle mass had returned and he could feel all of Superman’s powers at his fingertips.

Superman had passed out from the experience and Lex looked down at the fallen hero covered in his cum. The hero had lost much of his muscle mass and looked like a well defined athlete. To Lex’s surprise, his cock had shrunk down to a mere six inches as it was still hard from being close to his pendant. In contrast, the villain’s cock had increased several inches to be proportionate with his new body.

Lex allowed Superman to sleep as he started to make his plans. He had one final humiliation in store for his heroic slave before his new life as a sperm cow began.

The Adventures of Superman: Defeat in the Multi-universe Part 1 Lex’s Whore Chapter 6

Chapter 6

The door to his prison opened and Superman was led once again by his master back towards Luthor’s office. The firm grip on his cock made his body tingle with pleasure as he fought unsuccessfully to keep his arousal under control. The hero felt cooler than usual as a result of losing all of his body hair.

His crimson ass began to heal rapidly as the yellow rays of Earth’s sun repowered his body. He now could easily overpower his master and escape but the mental bonds of love and lust made this impossible.

Once they were back in the office, Superman looked towards the bathroom where his cum covered costume lay on the floor. Even wearing that disgusting garment was better than being completely nude. He could still feel the lustful eyes of Luthor’s employees staring at his muscular, nude body like he was a piece of meat.

Luthor sat at his desk and pointed to the space underneath the desk. Hanging his head in shame, the Man of Steel fell to his hands and knees and crawled under the desk. His hard cock wagged like a happy dog’s tail as he tried to fit his muscular form into that tiny space.

Reaching his hand down, the villain ran his fingers through the wavy black hair of his slave. “I think it’s time for you to honor the contract you signed with me, Superman.” He said softly as he looked down and gazed at the frightened blue eyes of the alien he conquered. “I want to know your secret identity.”

Superman’s mind shrieked as his mouth worked soundlessly. He couldn’t give Luthor this, he just couldn’t! His body struggled to comply to his master’s wishes as his mind used of his strength to keep his tongue from uttering the two words that would destroy him forever.

Luthor watched impatiently and a dangerous glint appeared in his eyes. The hero knew that he would feel his master’s wrath if he didn’t give the information that was demanded of him. Superman was scared out of his mind, but he resolved to never give this information no matter what would happen to him. His parents, loved ones, and Lois would all be in terrible danger and even if he was free there would be no way to watch them all the time.

The hero felt his head being shoved forward and found his face buried in Luthor’s crotch. The musky smell of his manhood filled his nostrils as cracks started to appear in his steely resolve. His cock twitched wildly as his lust started to go into overdrive. Superman gasped as he felt Luthor’s shoe start to press against his throbbing erection. Closing his eyes, the hero felt himself being pulled slowly back into obedience.

“Please, Mr. Luthor,” Superman whispered hoarsely. “Please don’t make me tell you.”

The villain responded by pulling the lust filled hero up to his lap by his armpits. The Man of Steel felt soft fingers caressing his face as he stared down at the handsome bald man who he loved more than life himself. The hero felt his face being pulled down and as their lips touched, Superman uttered the two words that would destroy him. “Clark Kent.”

He opened his eyes and flinched when he saw the burning flame of triumph in his master’s eyes. Tears started to fall down his cheeks as the hero knew that he was completely defeated. Luthor now owned his body and soul. Even if he ever found the power to resist the hold that the villain had over him he would never be free of the business tycoon.

This aspect of his total defeat caused Superman to sob out of control. He found himself shoved back to the ground as he curled up in a tiny ball and cried. He was barely aware of Luthor calling in a member of his personal army and instructing him to go to Clark Kent’s apartment and to bring everything back to Lexcorp. Special instructions were given to locate all of Superman’s spare costumes and to deliver them to Luthor personally.

The hero had no idea how long he lay on the carpeted floor weeping uncontrollably. It wasn’t until Luthor pulled him up by his hair and lightly grabbed his hard cock that he was able to get some semblance of control back. His damn cock had remained hard the entire time, a cruel reminder of the villain’s control over him.

“Pull yourself back together, Kent,” Luthor snapped harshly.

Hearing his greatest nemesis use his real name made the hero flinch as his hand tried to clean the tears and snot from his face. Knowing that there was no hope of escaping his master’s control, Superman completely surrendered himself. He was no longer a hero, but a slave now.

The villain grabbed a pile of clothing that was neatly arranged on the corner of his desk and tossed it to the defeated hero. Superman easily caught it and paled when he looked at what he was given. At his master’s instructions, he started to pull on the clothing.

It vaguely resembled his costume, but was altered in ways that made him feel sick. The jersey barely reached past his nipples and the fabric was see-through with the exception of the small “S” shield in the middle of his chest. Two thin, sheer pieces of fabric ran down his sides and connected to the long piece of fabric that ran down the middle of his back. They connected to a pair of briefs that were barely large enough to cover his monstrous dick. His ass was completely uncovered showing off the twin round orbs of muscles in an alarming way. The new costume had his trademark colors.

Superman looked down at his mostly exposed body and almost fainted. How could his master want him to wear this in public? He looked like a complete whore in this! Luthor handed him a pair of red boots and the hero pulled them on. They were longer than his normal boots and reached slightly above his knee. With his new costume complete, Superman felt the burning flames of humiliation as his master nodded in approvement.

“I have a meeting to attend to, Kent.” Luthor said briskly. “I expect you to behave like a good slave that you are. It would be a shame to have to punish you in front of my department heads.”

The Man of Steel paled as he nodded in agreement. The thought of having to wear this in front of other people were horrifying, but his body was not his own any longer. As long as Luthor had control over his cock, he would be helpless to resist the man who enslaved him.

The hero followed his master out of the office and into a nearby conference room. As he walked in the door, he could see the shocked faces of Luthor’s executive team.

“Good afternoon, people,” The business tycoon said as if nothing were out of the ordinary. “Let’s get down to business. You probably recognize Superman here with me. I’m proud to announce that he is the newest employee of Lexcorp and will be acting as my personal assistant. Superman, go ahead and serve coffee.”

As his master talked about the agenda of the meeting, Superman turned and walked to the back of the conference room. A fresh pot of coffee sat on a warmer right next to a tray of cups and danish. He could feel eyes on his exposed ass as he tried his best to walk with an erection trying to break free of his skimpy briefs.

Taking a deep breath to try and calm his nerves, the enslaved hero put a smile on his face before he turned towards the meeting with a tray in one hand and the coffee pot in the other.

Going to the Luthor first, he place a cup in front of his master and filled it with the coffee from the pot. The hero then placed a small plate in front of him with a piece of fresh danish. The villain ignored the subservient hero as he continued to talk about business.

Superman left his master and walked over to the nearest executive who stared at his almost naked body. As the hero completed his duties, he felt a shiver as the fat older man brushed his fingers across his tented briefs. Seeing that the powerful hero did not retaliate, he waited until the muscular man was bent over pouring the coffee before he grabbed the Man of Steel’s crotch and squeezed with all of his might.

The hero gasped as he struggled not to spill a drop of coffee. His cock started to spasm as he tried to force the feelings of an impending orgasm down. As he placed the danish in front of the pervy executive, he turned and hurried to the next person. A slap on his exposed ass as he left caused him to almost drop his tray.

As he reached the next executive, a handsome woman in her fifties, Superman looked down and saw the huge stain of precum on the front of his briefs. It caused the fabric to become transparent and molded to the hardness of his erection. The woman noticed as well as she reached over and traced her finger down the pulsing thick shaft. Superman burned with humiliation as he tried his best to ignore the molestation and concentrate on his duties. He almost wished that his master would get jealous, but Luthor just continued with the meeting as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening.

Superman attended to the other executives who each took turns in trying to find ways to make the hero fail in his duties. Each person took a perverse delight in seeing the once mighty hero reduced to the state of a sexually harassed bitch. His cock and ass were groped, slapped, and molested as he obeyed the instructions of his master.

When he was finally finished, he rushed to put the pot and tray back on the counter before returning to his master’s side. His briefs were now completely soaked with his precum and he could feel the wetness sticking to his groin.

As the meeting came to a close, Luthor finally looked at his teary eyes slave with an evil smile. “I can see that you all have enjoyed the services of our newest employee. Superman will be available to serve in his new role in the days to come. If you would like to slot a time with him, just talk to Mercy and she will let you know his schedule.”

The villain stood to his feet and nodded to his management before he walked out of the room with the Man of Steel following meekly. The prospect of being whored out to his master’s employees made him realize that as far as he had fallen, there was still much more depths to sink into. He could not imagine how things could get worse.

The Adventures of Superman: Defeat in the Multi-universe Part 1: Lex’s Whore Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Superman wanted to cry when he came back to Lexcorp after several hours of fighting crime in his cum covered suit. He could still see the people pointing and laughing and then there were those who looked at him with disgust. The worst part was that his cock was rock hard the entire time, tenting his suit in an obscene way. He had lost count how many people took pictures of his arousal.

Lex was sitting at his desk watching the news report of the hero’s humiliating experience. There no little to no mention about his heroic deeds, just about his disgusting cum smelling costume and his obvious erection.

His nemesis smiled at the arrival of his newest employee. “It looks like you were a hit, Superman. The press can’t get enough of you!”

The Man of Steel’s face reddened as he bowed his head in shame. He could feel his powers coursing through his body but he was powerless to stop the man he loved more than life itself from destroying his reputation.

Lex suddenly wrinkled his nose as he glanced at the smelly hero. “You smell like a cum dump! Why don’t you go and clean yourself in my private shower.” He pointed to one of the side doors. “Come back to me when you are clean.”

The villain watched as Superman hurried off to his bathroom anxious to get himself cleaned up. He smiled as the door closed and he was once again alone in his office. If the alien knew what was in store for him, he would be flying away to the farthest reaches of the universe to escape his fate.

Txy appeared in a puff of red smoke and danced around with glee. “I love what you are doing to our boy scout!”

Lex raised an eyebrow as he glanced at his partner in their quest to utterly destroy Superman. “What are you doing here? Have you come for your favor yet?”

The imp grinned as he patted the business tycoon’s cheek in a very condescending way. “Just come to lend you a hand, Lexie Poo.”

He snapped his fingers and a folded pile of clothes appeared on the villain’s desk. Lex picked them up to examined them and a huge smile appeared on his face. This would be great for his plans for Superman.

“They have a certain effect on Superman that you will love!” Tyx said before he vanished once again.

The imp watched from his hidden spot with glee as Luthor sat staring at his gift. Little did he know that Txy has been manipulating him as much as he has for Superman. It was child’s play to control the powerful business man when he dangled bait like the Man of Steel.

When Superman emerged from his shower, he was dressed in only a small towel. His body glistened as his body hair clung to his massive muscles. Seeing his master caused him to become aroused again and within seconds his towel was tented with his erection.

Lex smiled when he saw the helplessly horny hero and motioned for him to come. When the hero was standing in front of him, the villain grabbed the towel and yanked it off, dropping it to the ground. Now Superman was completely naked with a massive erection in front of his greatest nemesis.

The villain stood up and grabbed the super erection that twitched excitedly. “Come with me,” he ordered as he turned and walked towards the exit.

Superman tried his best to keep up as his cock was used as a leash. He was mortified when his master led him out of the private office and into the hallway of his corporation. His face turned scarlet as the employees going about their business stopped and stared at the humiliated hero.

Lex acted like nothing was out of the ordinary as he walked with a slight smile on his face. He did nothing to stop his people from taking out their phones and taking pictures of the naked and aroused hero.

The walk seemed like in slow motion for the once mighty and proud hero. The cool air caressed his still damp body and only added to his arousal. His monstrous cock was leaking precum and leaving a trail of it on the carpet marking the path that his master took him.

Finally the villain came to stop at a steel door. Leaning in close, he punched in numbers on the keypad and the door whisked open. The room was divided in two with computers and other technology on the side closest to the door. A glass window divided the room in two and the other side was completely empty.

Lex nodded to the technicians who were working diligently until they noticed the damp naked and aroused Superman following behind. How many people were going to see him like this before he got to wear any clothing? Even his cum stained costume that sat on the bathroom floor seemed better than this.

The villain took the hero to the glass divider and opened a door that seemed invisible because there were no identifying marks. “In you go,” His master ordered and Superman complied without hesitation.

He shivered slightly as a tingle ran through his body. The glass encased room was suddenly bathed in a red light and panic ripped through the defeated hero. Superman felt his powers draining out of him like a plug had been pulled from a full bathtub. He looked up at the ceiling in horror and saw strange lamps that were emitting this weakening light.

It must be a duplication of a red sun, Superman thought in horror. Since his powers came from the effects of a young yellow sun, being exposed to an older red sun made him as vulnerable as any man.

Afraid of what Lex would do to him in his vulnerable state, Superman charged the glass wall hoping to break free and regain his powers. The red light had already drained too much from him and he bounced off the wall and tumbled to the floor.

Rubbing his sore shoulder, the hero looked at the wall that looked like glass. It felt hard like some kind of diamond material. Now completely drained of his powers, the Man of Steel stood up and pressed his hands against the clear wall.

“Please!” He begged to the men watching him while adjusting the equipment that made Superman powerless. “Let me go!”

Lex laughed as he winked at the naked hero as he begged. He took a seat and watched with a slight smirk as his nemesis tried to look for a way out like a caged animal.

The Man of Steel, after failing to find a way out of his prison, sat on the cold steel floor feeling helpless and dejected. His cock seemed to mock him as it pulsed against his rock hard abdominals like it was the only thing left that was strong.

The minutes dragged by slowly as the hero could only think about what is coming next and how low he had fallen. Was he to be on exhibit like a rare animal so Lex could show him off at parties?

Finally there was movement from the men on the other side as they all approached the door. Seeing this as a chance to escape, Superman waited until the door was open and then charged them. Even without his powers, he was more than a match for the thin scientists.

Lex jumped from his chair and rushed to the doorway as the hero tried to emerge. Snarling with rage, he kicked the Man of Steel in the chest sending him crashing into the wall behind him. The villain ignored the scientist who were struggling to get back on their feet as he advanced on his slave.

“You are going to pay for that!” He growled as Superman cowered on the floor clutching his chest in pain.

Grabbing the weakened hero by his hair, he pulled him up as Superman cried out in pain as it felt like his hair was being pulled out by its roots. He pushed his slave against the wall and smacked him on the ass with all of his might.

Superman cried out in pain as his hands reached back and tried to cover his naked and vulnerable ass. He had never been spanked before even as a child and this humiliation hurt as much as the pain.

Being this close to the man he loved caused his arousal to peak once more. The hero’s shrill cries as his ass was spanked were mixed with both of pain and pleasure. With his body pressed against the wall, there was a pressure on his cock that made him even more aroused.

Blow after blow assaulted his once perfect ass as it started to change from pearly white to pink, then red, and finally purple. His master was without mercy as he taught his slave the folly of trying to go against his will.

Then it happened. Superman’s eyes widened as he started to spasm against the wall. His hard cock could not take anymore and started to shoot it’s load even as his ass was being smacked. Lex let go of his iron hold of his slave’s hair and watched as he collapsed on the floor still spasming from his intense orgasm.

His ass was a deep purple from the constant assault to his now vulnerable body. The front of his groin was slick with globs of cum and a wet trail of cum stained the clear wall of the red sun prison.

“He should be docile now,” Lex said to his scientist. “Get it done!”

The villain went back out to his seat in the other half of the room. Superman’s face was streaked with tears as he sobbed out of control. His cock was now shriveled up against his groin covered with his seed from his explosive orgasm.

The scientist helped the helpless hero to his feet and started to cover him with a white gel. Superman was confused on what was happening until they took out razors and started to shave his hair from his body.

The hero looked down mournfully as they took away a symbol of his manhood. Everything from the neck down was completely shaved and soon his body was smooth all over. Once they determined that Superman was completely shaven, the men took buckets of water and drenched the helpless Kryptonian washing away the last vestiges of the gel.

Superman shivered as he looked at himself in the reflection on the clear wall. Without his body hair, his muscles looked more defined than before, however he looked more like a muscled boy than a man.

Lex watched everything with a smile and as the Man of Steel’s eyes met his masters, he felt his cock start to rise once again. The villain had taken much from him. His powers, his manly body hair, and his entire way of life. He hoped there would be a way out of this mess, but the love he felt for the monster that he called master was too great for him to even consider the possibility. Superman could only pray that this nightmare would end soon.

The Adventures of Superman: Defeat in the Multi-universe Part 1: Lex’s Whore Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Superman could not believe this was happening to him. Here he was stark naked with a hard erection while his nemesis Lex Luthor played with his body like it was his toy. He never felt so humiliated or low in his entire life. The worst part was that he loved every second. His skin still tingled from having to slowly disrobe and offering each piece of his costume as a sign of submission.

How this could have happened to him, the hero didn’t have a clue. All he knew is that his body was betraying him and getting aroused by the close proximity of his nemesis. His cock had never been this hard even when fantasizing about Lois. Superman wanted with all of his might to make passionate love to Luthor but the command for him to stand at attention was stronger than even kryptonite.

Even as Luthor was finished inspecting the hero’s perfect body, The Man of Steel could still feel the tingles of pleasure from his touch. He knew that he would do absolutely anything that was commanded of him just for the chance that he might please his master.

Yet in the back of his mind, it screamed it’s revulsion of being in this situation. He struggled to regain control of his body and hormones but could only watch helplessly as he sunk lower and lower into depraved lust.

Luthor walked back to his desk where the hero’s costume was lain on the surface of the expensive hardwood. The villain smiled as he started to take off his clothing. Superman felt his longing increase a hundredfold as more and more of the fit villain’s body was revealed. His cock was so hard that he thought that it might peel like a banana and he felt dizzy from the blood needed to keep his enormous erection hard.

Soon the business tycoon was completely naked sprouting his own hard cock. Superman wet his lips as his eyes drank in the beauty. Although not as muscled as the Kryptonian, Luthor was extremely fit for a man his age. His skin was white and smooth with little to no body hair. Even his crotch had a small patch of red pubic hair that was trimmed. His cock was a shadow of the size of the hero’s but the length and thickness was impressive for a human.

His desires reigned supreme as the little voice in his mind screaming for him to fight became fainter and fainter. Superman realized that he was desperately in love with the man who wanted nothing more than to destroy him. His feelings for Lois seemed like puppy love compared to the strong feelings that seared his soul.

Luthor winked as he picked up the Man of Steel’s surrendered costume and started to pull it on his body. Superman could only watch helplessly as the symbol of his authority and heritage was now worn by the madman who hated and despised him.

Once the costume was on, the villain walked around parading his triumph over his fallen hero. Superman was amazed on how well it fit on his lean muscular body. It was as if the costume molded itself to Luthor’s body as a sign of it’s new master.

“How do I look, Superbaby?” Luthor jeered as he tugged on his hard cock that tented Superman’s once proud briefs.

With his heart pounding in his chest and his cock aching for release, Superman felt like he was hit between the eyes. “Oh wow, you look so hot, Mr. Luthor!” He said breathlessly.

“You were never worthy to wear this, Kal-el.” Luthor said harshly. “You may have fooled the people of this world, but you never fooled me! You’re nothing but a fraud!”

Superman flinched as the words hurt him more than kryptonite ever could. His love for his master was so strong and to hear those insulting remarks was too much for him to bear. He hung his head in the realization that Luthor must be right. He was a fraud. Tears welled up in his eyes as he squeezed them shut in an effort to stop the ebbing flow. Luthor was earth’s true hero and not him.

“I’m so sorry, Mr. Luthor!” Superman cried as his body started to shake. The dam broke and tears started streaming down his face. “I never should have gotten in your way!”

Luthor never looked so satisfied as the mighty hero cried like a little boy. The hero only hopped that his master would forgive him. The villain pushed everything off his desk and laid down while motioning his slave to come to him.

A rush of air sweeped in the room as Superman obeyed without thought. His cheeks were still wet from his tears as he fell to his knees at the command of his master. Strong fingers snaked through his hair and he let himself be pulled towards the man he loved more than life.

The Man of Steel soon found his face buried in the crotch of the villain whose tented erection was crushed against his chiseled good looks. He took a deep breath and smelled a mixture of both his and Mr. Luthor’s arousal in the red shorts. It was if they were merged into one sexy being and it turned the hero on even more.

“You’re nothing but a cocksucking whore!” Luthor snarled as he continued to grind the hero’s face into his crotch.

As insult after insult was hurled at the Man of Steel, Superman felt his descent into submission go lower and lower. He could not help himself but to taste as much as he could of Mr. Luthor’s cock through the shorts that once was his costume. The taste of the villain’s precum was the best thing he ever taste.

“Get used to being on your knees, bitch!”

“Yes, Mr. Luthor!” Superman said with his mouth full of spandex covered cock. For the first time in his life he had no control over himself and that just added to the mountain of pleasure that wracked his body.

His powers allowed him to not only swallow the entire shaft of his master’s tented cock, but to not also gag at the intrusion down his throat. A third party observer might have thought him an experienced cock suck even though this was his first time.

The Man of Steel continued to pleasure his master until he was shoved back. Falling on the floor, he quickly climbed to his knees to behold a wonderful sight. Mr. Luthor cried out as he thrust his groin in the air. Superman watched in wonder as the villain began to fill his tights with his seed. A wet spot started to grow on his briefs as he yearned to rush over and consume as much of his master’s cum as possible.

When it was over, Lex lifted his head and stared down at the lust filled hero. After he recovered from his powerful orgasm, the villain got off his desk and started to take off the costume. Superman was once again turned on by the naked body of his master and it was only his iron control that stopped him from jerking his hard cock.

Once the villain was naked, he tossed the soiled costume at his slave and ordered him to dress. Superman grabbed his once proud costume and obeyed without a thought. As he pulled up the tights, he could feel the wetness of Luthor’s cum clinging to his thighs and groin. His own cock quickly adhered to the wet fabric and every vein and line of his genitals was visible. Soon he was dressed in his costume once again and waited for his next orders.

Luthor grabbed him by the shield on his chest and pushed him on the desk. Looming menacingly over him, the villain ran his fingernails over the stained red briefs where the hero’s cock spasmed as it fought to break free of it’s spandex bonds. Superman could see that his naked master was getting hard again as he dominated the once proud hero.

Even feeling Mr. Luthor’s touch through his tights and briefs brought the Man of Steel more pleasure than he could ever imagine. His precum was leaking like a drippy faucet and added to the wetness brought by the villain’s seed.

The business tycoon drew his face close to the hero’s and he yearned to reach up and kiss those lips. “Cum for me!” He demanded softly.

Without hesitation, Superman’s hand reached down and entered the wet confines of his tights. Luthor shook his head and demanded that he masterbate through his suit. Unable to deny his master any request, the hero pulled his hand out and started to fondle himself through the indestructible fabric of his tights and briefs.

Luthor walked around to the other side of the desk and rest his hard cock against Superman’s cheek. The heat of his his master’s erection sent even more waves of pleasure through his helpless body. He turned his head and reached out his tongue in a vain attempt to taste the object of his desire.

His master was merciful and allowed the love sick alien to engulf his cock. Superman felt like he was in heaven as he stroked himself through his costume while sucking that hard cock in his mouth. His body tingled with sexual delight completely ignoring the soft shrieks of horror from the back of his mind.

The cock in his mouth was abruptly withdrawn as Luthor started to moan from being so close to orgasming. Even though he already shot his load in Superman’s costume, his arousal over dominating the invincible hero was so great that he just could not help himself.

The moaning villain climbed on the Man of Steel and wrapped his legs around his waist. Stroking his cock like there was no tomorrow, he pressed the head of his cock so that it rested right in the middle of the shield on Superman’s chest. With a passionate cry, Luthor started to shoot his load on the very symbol of Superman’s identity and power.

Seeing his master orgasm a second time while he furiously stroked himself was too much for the defeated hero. His eyes widened as he felt a surge in his groins like none other.

“Oh no!” He cried out in a mixture of fear and passion.

His trapped cock started to spasm out of control as his hand fell to his side. With a mighty pulse, Luthor was knocked off the helpless hero. Superman’s groin lifted off the desk as the first shot of cum exploded from his monster cock.

Luthor watched in amazement as the cum flew so hard that he could hear it exploding against the indestructible fabric of the wet tights and briefs. Evidently his cum was as powerful as the rest of him. He was sure if Superman came without wearing his costume that it would destroy half of the building.

Superman continued to cry out as his seed pelted his uniform and his sensitive groin. It felt like tiny little bullets of kryptonite hitting his most private of parts. Strangely the pain only added to his pleasure as it increased the power of his orgasm. His body shook out of control as he rolled off the desk as his seed bounced from his tights back to his now very sensitive groin.

After 20 minutes of this sexual torture, Superman lay on the floor completely still as the orgasm finally ended. Luthor walked over to his slave and pushed him on his back and stared at amazement. The hero’s red briefs were completely soaked with the alien seed. White foam had seeped through the fabric as it clung to the lines and folds of the hero’s shrinking groin.

Superman’s eyes were rolled in the back of his head as drool dripped from his open mouth. Luthor leaned down and lightly slapped his slave’s face to jar him back to reality. Although his legs felt like rubber, he was barely able to get back on his knees in front of his master.

The hero stunk of wet cum that had caused his briefs to become soaked. His shield was stained with Luthor’s seed that only added to the look that Superman was covered in cum. He looked like he had been in an orgy with a dozen men. His eyes looked glazed over from his first real sexual experience as he bowed his head in submission. This experience only made his love for Mr. Luthor that much stronger and he would do anything to please his master.

Luthor smiled as he walked over to the window and opened it. “I think it’s time for you to go fight some crime, Superman. Don’t bother changing and go now. I expect you back in an hour to tell me about all the crime that you stopped.”

Superman paled as he looked down at his cum stained costume. Unable to fight against the hold that the villain had over him, he got to his feet and flew out the window. His nightmare was just beginning.

The Adventures of Superman: Defeat in the Multi-Universe Part 1 Lex’s Whore Chapter 3

Chapter 3

“I’m sorry, Superman,” Dr. Sarah Charles said grimly. “We’ve run every test that we could on you and everything seems to be in order.”

The Man of Steel sighed as he thanked the doctor and flew out of the window of Star Labs. He had hoped that she would be able to find something, anything, that could give a clue on the strange things that were happening to him the last couple of days.

As he hovered over the skyline of Metropolis, the hero stared off in the distance deep in thought. His reputation has been tarnished with these strange attacks on him and he needed to figure out the source before the next attack came. Since there was nothing wrong with him internally that meant that these attacks were coming at him from an outside source.

He had felt none of the effects of kryptonite during these brief episodes nor the effects of any red sun projector. In fact, his strength and powers were still intact during these attack, it was he could not access them. Could the source of these episodes be of a magical nature? Magic was an element that he had no defense again. Perhaps he needed to pay a visit to Zatanna or Dr. Fate so he could discover the source of these episode and the person behind them.

Before he could race off towards Dr. Fate’s sanctum, Superman covered his ears with his hands as a high frequency shattered his super hearing. The hero felt himself start to lose his ability to fly when the frequency suddenly stopped.

Superman looked grimly towards the Historic District. Luthor was behind this. The business tycoon had used this method on him before to summon him. Usually this meant that the madman had some kind of new plot to destroy him. The hero frowned as the timing was not good at all. He needed to find the source behind the attacks and did not have time to mess around with Luthor.

He was about to fly away when he was hit again with the high frequency sound. The Man of Steel could hear the dogs howling as he once again covered his ears. After about 30 seconds, the frequency stopped and Superman frowned in thought. Luthor must really want to see him.

Even though he didn’t have the time to deal with Luthor, Superman decided that he needed to meet with Luthor just so he could go on with his real mission. Within seconds, he was floating in front of the huge glass windows where the business man’s office was located.

The window was open and Superman floated inside and landed. Seated at his huge executive desk, Lex Luthor smiled when he saw the hero enter his domain.

“Listen, Luthor,” Superman started angrily. “I don’t know what you game is, but…..” The hero faltered as a new feeling started to overcome him.

Luthor simply raised an eyebrow as Superman’s jaw dropped. There was something about the bald man that he never noticed before. His heart started to race and he felt a tingling through his body that only Lois caused.

“Now, now, Superman,” The villain chided softly. “Remember your manners.”

Superman opened his mouth to retort, but he gazed into his blue eyes and found himself nodding dumbly. “I’m sorry,” He said rather meekly as his insides recoiled by his strange reaction.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Luthor” The business tycoon said firmly.

The Man of Steel had every intention to refuse to address his most dangerous nemesis as so, but once again he found himself nodding dumbly. “I’m sorry, Mr. Luthor.”

Just saying his name brought a pleasant feeling throughout his body that felt like a warm caress. Superman felt himself blush as his body started to react from being close to his enemy. He could feel his nipples harden and rub against the shield on his chest. His crotch started to bulge out of control as each second in Luthor’s presence caused his body to betray him.

His heart was racing and he could feel his body start to sweat. What was going on with him? Superman licked his lips trying to get some moisture in his suddenly dry throat. His hands clasped in front of his tented crotch in a feeble attempt to hide his arousal.

Luthor watched with an evil glint in his eye. Seeing his enemy falter like this as the amulet started to affect him was extremely satisfying. He was unsure that it would work like the imp said, but Superman definitely looked like a love struck idiot.

Standing to his feet, he walked over to the staggering muscle man and took one of his hands. He smiled slightly when he saw the state of arousal down in his crotch. Superman had a full masted boner in his red briefs. Although he loved women, there was something about dominating the most powerful man on earth that made him look forward to the next part of his plan.

“Come along and sit down, Superman,” He said firmly. “We have much to discuss.”

He led the turned on hero to his seat and watched the aroused alien sit with his spandex covered erection poking at his hard abdominals. The level of his arousal must have been very great for the unsuspecting hero. He had a very stupid look on his face as if all of his powers and intelligence had been transfered to keep his monster cock hard.

“I know that we have had our differences in the past, Superman.” Luthor said in a no-nonsense business tone. “However I think we can come to an understanding that will benefit not only us but the entire city of Metropolis.”

The villain took out a piece of paper and laid it on the desk in front of the love struck hero. “I had my lawyers compose this contract that will welcome you into the Lexcorp family. Feel free to read it and if you agree with its terms, you can sign it and we can begin fresh with our new relationship.”

As Superman leaned forward to read the terms of the contract, Luthor walked behind him and started to massage his shoulders. The effects on the hero was noticeable right away as a soft moan escaped from his lips. Looking down, he could see a wet spot forming on the tented red briefs. The alien didn’t have a chance.

Unable to comprehend the danger he was in, Superman picked up the pen and signed his name to the bottom of the contract. The villain wanted to jump for joy as he took the contract and placed it in the vault behind his desk. Superman now belonged to him!

“Welcome to the Lexcorp family, Superman.” Lex said warmly as the steel in his eyes said otherwise. “For our first order of business, I want you to take off your costume. Like you, it now belongs to me.”

Superman paled as if he realized what he had just done. Unable to think about anything but his love and need for his nemesis, he lumbered up to his feet and nodded slowly. “Yes, Mr. Luthor.”

Hearing the Man of Steel being submissive was a high that he had never known before. He was going to remember this day for the rest of his life. All those years of defeat by the hands of the arrogant alien were now ended thanks to the amulet he wore around his neck. Even if Superman somehow escaped from the effects of the strange stone, the contract was binding enough that the hero would have to spend years fighting in court to escape his grasp.

Reaching behind him, Superman unclasped his cape and dropped it to the floor. Luthor raised a hand to stop him as he went down to undo his belt. “I want you to offer each piece of your costume to me as a devotion to your master.”

“Yes, Mr. Luthor,” The hero said meekly as he bent down and picked up his cape. His face was pale as he bowed his head while holding the red fabric towards the man who conquered him. “I am devoted to you master.”

Luthor felt a rush of pleasure as he took the cape and laid it on his desk. His pants were no tented from the joy of completely dominating and controlling Superman. He watched as Superman repeated the procedure with his belt and boots.

As the hero peeled off his now precum soaked briefs, Luthor could not help but be impressed. With only his blue tights holding his massive hard cock in place, he could not help but to be a bit jealous. Superman took the term hung like a horse to an extreme that even porn stars could not go. His own cock was an impressive eight inches, but it looked like a baby cock compared to the monster that Superman had in his tights.

Now only in his blue jersey and tights, the hero had almost completely his first task as Luthor’s slave. His face was flushed and his body shook with a high level of arousal as he slowly revealed himself to his nemesis in a way that even Lois had never seen.

His jersey slowly came off revealing a massive muscled chest and abdominals that had an unexpected twelve pack! Thick black hair covered most of his torso with quarter sized nipples peeking through. Luthor accepted the offering as Superman repeated the words of submission to his master.

The villain found himself feeling a bit hot and bothered as he watched in anticipation. The Man of Steel peeled off his tights and his huge monster cock was finally free. Even the thick bush of pubic hair did nothing to diminish the pure size of the pulsating erection that dripped precum like a leaky faucet. Wonder Woman would be able to use his manhood for a sword if she wanted to.

“I am devoted to you, Master” Superman barely whispered as he handed over his tights. Now completely naked, the symbol of his power of authority now lay on his nemesis’ desk. Hands down at his side, the now naked hero bowed his head in submission. Repeating the phrase had its effect on the Man of Steel and he looked like his willpower was completely drained. His hard cock pointed up at an angle and seemed to be saluting the man who conquered the might hero.

Lex stood there several minutes staring at the perfect specimen that stood before him. Almost in a trance, he walked over and his hand found themselves exploring that muscled body. Superman’s soft gasps of pleasure were music to his ears as he tugged on those pink nipples and ran his fingers through the forest of hair on his chest.

He was amazed by the hardness of the muscles that seemed to be merged with the steel hard skin of the hero. Yet his touch sent waves of shuddering pleasure through the conquered hero that only added to the villain’s arousal.

Luthor slowly walked around and marveled at the broad shoulders and rippling back. Since Superman almost always wore his cape, it normally hid his backside. As his eyes dropped down, his jaw almost dropped at the perfect twin globes of muscle that formed the hero’s ass. Taking each in hand and grasping as much as he could, the villain never saw an ass quite like this. He felt the urge to smack that sweet ass, but remembered that it would break his hand if he tried. Soon he would be able to conquer that ass. Luthor inspected the rest of the Kryptonian’s body, taking time to look at his tree trunk thighs, his sculptured calves, and huge feet.

Once he was standing in front of Superman once again, he drew his attention to the most impressive of all Superman’s body parts. The hero cried out as his nemesis’ hand tried to wrap itself around the pulsating erection and failed. Seeing the effect his touch was having on his new slave, Luthor lazily ran his finger up and down that massive shaft just to see Superman shudder and gasp. This indeed was going to be the best day of his life and it had just begun.

The Adventures of Superman: Defeat in the Multi-universe Lex’s Whore Chapter 2

Chapter 2

“You can’t print this, Perry!” Lois almost shouted as she rose from her seat. On the editor’s desk was a copy of the front page that would go out tomorrow. The headline read, “Fallen and Can’t Get Up?”

“Why the hell not Lois?” Perry White said irritably. “It’s going to be all over the news tonight and tomorrow. We’d be fools to not run the story now.”

A dark cloud of anger covered the female reporter’s face. The story told of Superman’s embarrassing fall in the First Bank of Metropolis that let the robbers get away. The picture under the headline had a picture from the bank footage where Superman was on his back and failing to get up.

“Superman has saved this city and world so many times that I have lost count and we are going to stab him in the back with this trash?” Lois said through clenched teeth.

Perry raised an eyebrow as he stared at his star reporter. “Our job is deliver the news and this is news, Lois. It’s not our job to take sides or to lose our objectivity. Our job is to sell newspapers and this will sell them. I know that you and Superman are close, but you need to pull yourself together and be the great reporter that you are.”

Lois opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out as she abruptly realized that her boss was right. Always hating to be wrong, she tossed her head before storming out of Perry’s office. Most of the staff took one look at her and carefully avoided her stormy gaze. She made it to her desk and slammed her fist on the expensive wood.

“Are you alright, Lois?” A timid voice said from behind.

Before she could turn and face Clark Kent another voice chimed in.

“Oh poor Lois is upset because of my story on Superman that is on tomorrow’s front page.”

Lois glared at the sight of Cat Grant. Clark raised his eyebrow from behind his thick framed glasses as he looked at both women expecting them to claw at each other. The reporter took a deep breath and smiled a bit too sweetly at the attractive woman.

“Great catch, Cat,” She said with a hint of steel in her voice.

Cat smiled back just as sweetly. “We all get lucky every once in awhile Lois. Although we can’t all be as talented as you in getting the hottest story.”

Clark opened his mouth to say something, but as the frosty gaze of both women passed over him, he swallowed and took a sip of his coffee. His face contorted as he dropped his cup and spit out the hot liquid on the floor.

Her rage melted away as she jumped up and rushed to her fellow reporter. “What’s wrong Clark?”

The timid reporter kept hacking as both women held him on each arm. The work in the press room stopped as people gathered to see what was going on. It took several minutes before Clark could get his breath back.

“I’m alright,” He said breathlessly as his face turned crimson. Lois held tight to his arm as they led him to her desk and made him sit down. Tears were streaming down his cheeks as the hacking had caused him to start crying.

Lois looked down at the broken coffee cup and gasped. Between the dark liquid was a melting turd. Who would do such a thing? Her previous anger was gone and replaced with a new reason to rage.

Clark paled when he saw what was sitting in his coffee cup. He jumped up to his feet and rushed out of the room. Lois saw that Cat looked just as pale and ruled her out for the rotten practical joke. “Tell Perry what happened,” She instructed. “I’ll go after Clark.”

Pushing her way through the assembled crowd, she made her way to the staircase and started her way up. She had worked with Clark for a long time and knew that he would be up on the roof.

As she finally made it up the stairs, she opened the door to the roof and found Clark standing looking over the city. “Are you alright?”

Her closest friend and fiance turned around and nodded as he took off his glasses. “Something strange is going on here.”

Lois nodded in agreement. First the fall yesterday and now this. Someone was targeting Superman and knew enough about him to target Clark Kent as well. “I don’t think it was anyone here at The Daily Planet.”

Clark shook his head. “No one could get passed my senses to spike my coffee like that. I don’t know who we are dealing with, but it needs to stop.”

“I’ll go over the security footage and see if there is any clue on who is responsible.”

“Good idea, I think I better visit Dr. Charles. She might be able to shed some light on this situation.”

Lois watched as Clark used his superspeed to change into Superman. She gasped as his blur vanished and he stood there with his dress slacks around his ankles. Losing his balance, he fell off the roof and started to plummet to the street below.

Even though there was no way to catch him, she still rushed to the roof with her hand extended out. His dress slacks were caught on the edge of the roof and were ripped to shreds by the fall. Lois watched helplessly as Superman slammed into the street below causing a series of car accidents as they tried to avoid hitting him.

Dread filled her as she ran as fast as she could from the roof to the stairs. Leaping through the door of the top floor, she rushed to the elevator and tapped her foot impatiently as it took her to the first floor.

She could not believe what she just witnessed. How could Superman lose his powers like that. Her eyes tightened as she felt tears forming. If anything happened to her love, she didn’t know what she would do.

Finally she made it to the street level and pushed her way through the gathering crowd to reach her beloved. Superman lay on the bottom of a small crater that his fall had created. Police sirens grew closer and closer as the news of his fall had spread.

She wanted to jump down and reach her hero before anyone could touch him. She could see his chest rising and falling and was relieved to see him alive. Now she was worried that some of his Clark Kent clothes were still on him and that his secret identity was compromised.

Before she could act, Superman slowly rose to his feet and looked up at her with a reassuring smile. She watched him rise up in the air with a little hesitation on his part. His powers seemed to be back in full force and with a gust of wind, he was gone.

Ignoring the shouts of questions from reporters and people alike, she made her way back to The Daily Planet. She knew Perry would want her to cover this breaking news, but her mind were on other matters. Lois would assist Superman in any way to find out who was out to get him.

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Txyzplc giggled as he watched Superman leave the scene of his stumble in such a hurry. He sat on empty air high above the city watching the hero’s fall through a magic looking glass. He had never had such fun messing with such a powerful man! No wonder his uncle came here to torment the mighty Superman.

Tracking him down was quite simple since his alien biology was unique enough that his magic could pinpoint his location. He had followed him all morning and waited for the right moment to strike. The look of the buffoon’s face when he drank that turd laced coffee was worth the trip to this dimension. And making his powers vanish during his transformation was just too good to pass up.

The magical imp smiled to himself as he vanished from his perch for a new destination. These jokes on Superman were amusing, but he wanted much more from the hero. Stories of his heroics reached even his dimension and the power he had to affect the powerful being gave him a high like none other.

Oh, he could have easily taken down the hero with his powers, but the kryptonian was very familiar with his kind because of his uncle’s antics. To take down Superman, he needed to keep hidden until the Man of Steel was so caught up in his web that there was no more fight left in the studly hero.

The impressive symbol of Lexcorp looked down at the magnificent city like an angel watching over the populous. Txy turned himself invisible as he floated into the personal office of Lex Luthor.

The business tycoon was watching the new coverage of Superman’s embarrassing fall with glee on his face. Luthor’s beautiful assistant stood nearby as her boss laughed.

“It looks like ole Superman’s powers aren’t too reliable these days,” Lex chortled. “Now if we can find out the reason, then we can use it to destroy the blasted alien once and for all!”

Txy popped into view as he floated in the air with his legs crossed. “You want to destroy Superman? I can help!”

Luthor swore as he jumped from his chair and pulled a gun from his jacket. He eyed the imp with distrust as his gun and Mercy’s trained on him. “Who the hell are you?”

His eyes narrowed as a look of recognition crossed his face. “You are from the 5th dimension, yes?”

Txy was impressed that the villain was able to recognize him. Clearly his uncle had contacted him in the past. He nodded with a smile on his face. “That’s right, Lexy!”

Luthor’s face had a brief cloud of anger before his face became expressionless again. “You are the cause of Superman’s loss of powers.” He said as his brilliant mind put the events of the last two days together.

“Such a smart human you are!” Txy cooed as he clapped his hands. “I know you want to destroy Superman, so I brought you a gift!” A small necklace appeared in his hands that was made of gold and had a small pink pendant hanging from the chain.

He floated over to Luthor and hand it to him. The villain cautiously took it and examined it closely. “What is this?”

“Wear this around Superman and he will fall madly in love with you!” Tyx said in between chuckles. This would mess with the big blue boyscout in ways that his uncle never dreamed of. “Think of what games you can play with Superman eating out of your hand!”

Luthor’s eyes widened as he thought of the possibilities. No doubt he would take the bait and it would be a very nice distraction to keep his presence hidden. It would amuse him to see Superman struggling with the feelings of love for his greatest nemesis.

“What do you want in return?” The villain said suspiciously.

Txy winked as he vanished in a cloud of smoke. “Just remember that you owe me a favor!” His words echoed as he left Lex Luthor to plot.