Adventures of Superman Defeat in the Multi-Universe: Toyman’s Games Chapter 3

Chapter 3

The once powerful hero found himself in a sea of blackness. The smell of cum was overwhelming and his body was covered in the male essence. He carefully got up to his feet and tried to feel around. The hero still had no access to any of his powers and this scared him. Yet there was something else stirring deep within him as well that Superman could not put his finger on.

His fingers brushed against something hard that seemed like a wall but in the total blackness, he could not be sure. His hands followed the hard substance and soon found some kind of corner. Superman gasped as the walls seemed to move on him. He could feel them closing in on him from every direction. Without his strength and powers, there was nothing he could do but vainly try to push against them with his puny strength.

His heart raced as he realized that this might be the end. Superman never feared death but the thought of Lois in the clutches of Toyman caused him to shudder. The madman’s limits knew no bounds as he knew from first-hand experience. He only hoped that her eventual death came quickly so they could be together in heaven.

The moving walls stopped giving Superman no room to move at all. His arms were pinned to his sides as the walls on either side touched them. Even the roof brushed against his head. What was going on?

The hero closed his eyes as a flash of the brightest light filled his walled prison. After being in the total darkness, it caused a searing pain to stab into his eyes. With no room to move his arms, Superman turned his head in an attempt to stave off the pain.

The light vanished as quickly as it came and Superman was left back in the dark. The blackness seemed even darker as his eyes tried to adjust to it again. What shocked the helpless hero was that the smell of cum had vanished. His uniform no longer felt slimy and the fabric felt clean against his skin. Was this a blessing or another part of the cursed video game that was slowly destroying him.

“Honey, I can’t wait to show you what I bought you today!” A voice said a bit faintly.

Superman felt hope as he tried to open his mouth and cry for help. Yet nothing happened as he stood in the confining dark space. It was as if his body no longer listened to his mind’s commands.

“I can’t wait to see it, Greg!” Another voice said with excitement. “You always give me the best gifts!”

A laughter filled with love echoed in the darkness. “Well open it up. I can’t wait to see your reaction.”

Superman saw tiny cracks of light start to form in front of him. The lights grew larger and larger as the wall in front of him started to move back. This time the light didn’t blind him as the wall was moved aside.

Two good-looking young men stood before him. One had a grin on his face and the other was completely shocked.

“You got me a Superman statue, Greg?” The shocked young man said as he stated.

Greg chuckled as he took out a small remote control. “It’s more than a statue, Scot. This is the newest line of sex toys produced by Schott Industries. It’s a Superman sex doll!”

The hero could not believe his ears as he struggled to break free of the strange hold that kept his body in place. His vocal cords refused to utter his objections and it was like he was a prisoner in his own body.

Scot looked at the Man of Steel in awe. “He looks like the real thing.” He gingerly placed his hand on the massive chest of the hero and slowly traced his ‘S’ shield. “He feels real too.”

Greg smiled at his lover as he pressed a button on the remote control. Superman felt his body start to move as he stepped out of the box. He tried with all his might to take back control of his body, but he failed miserably.

Superman felt himself place his hands on his waist as he struck his classic superhero pose. “I am Superman, The Man of Steel!” His voice rang out.

Scot clapped his hands in glee as he hugged Greg and kissed him on the lips. “This is the best present EVER!”

“But there is more,” Greg said as he kissed his lover back. He showed the remote control to Scot. “You can have the Superman doll act in different ways. This is his heroic pose. Here is a button for exposure to kryptonite.”

As the young man pressed the button, Superman gasped in pain. It really felt like the lethal green stone was in the room. He felt his possessed body buckle over as he raised his hand towards the men in fear.

“There is also a submissive button as well.”

The pain of kryptonite exposure quickly vanished as the hero felt himself fall to his knees. His hands clasped behind his back as his head bowed. Only the Toyman would come up with something this perverse.

“I am your slave, Master,” Superman said to his utter horror.

Scot laughed as he loomed over the muscular hero. “Kneel before Zod!” He said in a pretty good imitation of the Kryptonian General.

“There is one more button that I think you will like the best,” Greg said with a mischievous smile.

Superman climbed back up to his feet and once again stuck his most heroic pose. A sudden rush slammed through his body and he felt his cock become rock hard in a matter of seconds. This sudden erection caused him a lot of pain but the pleasure was just as great.

“Oh my god!” Scot whispered as he stared at the huge tent in Superman’s briefs. He grabbed the hero’s hard cock and softly squeezed it.

“I’m a Superwhore!” Superman said as he moaned with delight.

In his mind, he was horrified as those words came out of his mouth. There was no denying the pleasure he felt, but the thought of having this man being able to completely control him scared him the most. What kind of pervert was in control of him now?

“Since I am out of town for work so much,” Greg said as he handed the remote control to his lover. “I thought it would be nice for you to have something to keep you occupied. Now you can have Superman when I am away and two Superman’s when I am home.”

Scot released his hold on Superman’s cock as he hugged his boyfriend tightly. “You are the best!” He said as he kissed the other man. “Why don’t we try Superwhore out together?”

Greg grinned as he looked over at the frozen and aroused hero. “I thought you would never ask.”

At the mercy of the remote control, the Man of Steel tried vainly to fight this power that held him prisoner in his own body. Yet with all his struggled, his body didn’t budge an inch.

Fight!

This new voice seemed to come from all around him but the two men who were studying the remote control didn’t react.

This isn’t real! You have to fight! Don’t accept this reality!

Superman focused his mind and tried to convince himself that all of this wasn’t real. The room started to shimmer as he felt his strength start to return. His concentration was shattered as he felt his cock pulse even harder in his tights. The room resumed its firmness as everything looked real once again.The hero felt himself fall to his knees once again as the submissive programming took over. Once again he clasped his hands behind his back and his head bowed in submission. “I am your slave, master.”

Superman could still feel the hardness of his erection as it tried to fight in the tight confines of his costume. The large mushroom head pressed against his belt that only seemed to enhance his pleasure.

“Suck my cock, Slave!” Scot commanded as he had pulled down his pants and underwear and was now slapping his erection against Superman’s cheeks.

He tried to still his mind and fight against the reality of this virtual game, but the combination of the musky manly smell of his master and the pulsing throbbing of his own excitement made it impossible.

Pursuing his lips, the hero softly kissed the cock that was shoved into his face. The salty taste of pre-cum slipped through his lips as his mouth opened wider to take in the 7-inch erection into his mouth.

Scot groaned as he started to fuck Superman’s mouth while grabbing onto his ebony hair. “Holy shit, this feels great!”

While Superman sucked, Greg walked behind him. He pointed to the bed. “I want you on all fours on the bed, Superwhore!”

Unable to resist the command, Superman stopped sucking as he quickly complied. Scot followed the helpless hero and shoved his cock back in the Man of Steel’s mouth.

Greg was behind Superman as he pulled off the cape and tossed it aside. The hero wanted to protest but the programming that commanded him prevented any resistance on his part. His soul quivered as he felt hands on his costumed ass.

A tearing sounded as the hero felt the back of his costume being forced open. Cool air hit his ass cheeks as the invading hands brushed against them feeling the hair that lightly covered his cheeks.

Superman wanted to shudder as his ass cheeks were spread apart. He could feel his hole puckering in a combination of resistance and excitement as Scot’s cock continued to piston in and out of his defiled mouth.

Greb buried his face into the Man of Steel’s virgin ass causing, even more, alarm to the distressed hero. First, he was made to suck a cock and now a strange man was eating his ass like it was covered in gravy. Yet as the tongue invade his most private of holes, a new feeling started to arrive in the helpless hero. Superman could not believe that he was actually enjoying it. It felt different than the throbbing erection that the programming caused him to have. This felt more real to him as it began to spread and replace the replicated pleasure.

Scot pulled out his saliva covered cock and pushed Superman on his back. The hero felt pangs of regret as the eating of his ass was suddenly ended. He lay there helplessly as his briefs were pulled down his legs and thrown to the side like his discarded cape. His cock still hard and throbbing now only had the blue fabric of his tights to keep his engorged monster at bay.

The young man stared at the trapped monster before he started to rip a hole in his crotch. The hero looked down in shock as the normally invulnerable costume ripped away like tissue. His cock arched up as it responded to cool air finally free of its spandex prison.

Scot looked at Greg. “I want to fuck him so badly!”

The young man winked at his lover. “Let’s give the Superwhore a test run then.”

Scot removed his remaining clothing and ordered Superman to roll on his side. The hero’s ass was still wet from being munched on as the young man’s cock slid easily into his virgin hole.

“Holy shit! This is tight!”

Superman grunted in horror as he started to get fucked from behind. Nothing had prepared him for this kind of invasion of his body. He watched helplessly as Greg also got undressed and poured some lube over the Man of Steel’s exposed cock.

The young man climbed on the bed and rubbed his ass against the hero’s monster erection. Superman could only watch as the ass slowly engulfed his cock. This tightness wrapped around his throbbing erection and pleasure exploded within the hero.

Oh, Rao! He thought as his mind shivered from the experience. How could he be enjoying this? Although he always respected gay people, he always considered himself a hundred percent straight. But if he was as straight as he thought then why was he enjoying it? Like the eating of his ass, this pleasure seemed organic and real.

To make his confusion worse, he started to feel tingling pleasure coming from deep in his ass. The pleasure grew as the hero realized that he was also enjoying being fucked. Being in the middle of the two men’s passions, Superman felt himself drowning in the pleasure that he was experiencing.

“Oh god!” Scot gasped as he furiously fucked the helpless hero. “I’m going to cum!”

Greg took one of the hero’s hands and guided it to jerk him off as he rode his cock. The feel of the throbbing erection in his hand felt just as wonderful as the feeling of being fucked and fucking at the same time.

Scot finally went over the edge as he buried his cock into Superman’s ass. With a bestial cry of pleasure, he exploded and started to fill the newly defiled hole.

Hearing his lover cumming was enough to also send Greg to the point of no return. He pulled off of Superman and stood over his face as the hero jerked the moaning and panting young man. As his cock exploded, the Man of Steel felt globs of hot cum hitting his face. Unlike before when he was drenched in the man juice, Superman actually felt the pleasure of being used as a cum rag.

The feeling of his ass being filled with cum and it hitting his face was too much for the mental prisoner. Superman cried out as his cock exploded in the most powerful and numbing orgasm that he ever felt in his life. His chest and stomach were painted with his seed as his body shook in pleasure.

Scot and Greg kissed over the cum covered hero as they enjoyed their afterglow bliss. “Let’s give the whore a break and cuddle on the couch. We can always fuck him again later.”

His lover nodded as he grinned down on the numb and happy hero. “Sound good, I have so much planned for our little slave.”

Superman barely heard as he felt himself drift to sleep. A large part of him didn’t mind the fate of being someone’s sex doll as he felt relaxed for the first time since this nightmare began.