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Lex Luthor, who attended and participated in the execution, contacted the mercenary trio and subsequently contracted their services to assist in the termination of the most powerful human being on the face of the planet, Superman..
Instead of their coming here for the testing and expressing of his most glorious strengths, Superman had now been reduced to displaying his most vulnerable and susceptible weaknesses…. Right where Jimmy had suddenly decided he wanted him.
Superman, with Jimmy in his arms, was still completely naked as his costume had been destroyed by the super soldier. Almost immediately upon taking off, he began to grow hard. At first, he thought it was just the stimulation of the air as he flew with no costume, but he soon realized that he was almost hornier than he had ever been in his life. The increased weight and size of his genitals, the thrust of his nipples, making him almost intoxicated. He tried to will the hard-on to go away but it was no use. Jimmy noticed, but pretended not to. Superman knew that he couldn’t fly back to Metropolis this way for fear someone would see him in this condition. “Need to make a detour,” he murmured. “Reconfigure a few things.”
Jimmy hurried back to Superman with the keys. He helped Superman struggle back to his feet, and Jimmy was able to unlock the handcuffs. Superman winced as he rubbed his once invulnerable wrists. Even the simple task of pulling up his tights took effort for the one-time strongest man in the world. Jimmy turned to once again crawl through the hole in the bars that were broken by the quick frozen Kryptonian cum. Superman tried following, but soon discovered that the hole created was not big enough for him to get his huge muscular frame through. He instinctively grabbed hold of the bars and his biceps bulged as he attempted to bend them further apart. His massive pecs heaved but still nothing. The bars wouldn’t budge. He instinctively attempted heat vision. A mistake. “Agghhhhhhhhh,” he howled as he covered his eyes with his hands. Not only was there no heat vision left, but his attempt to use it shot jabbing pain through his head. When the pain subsided, he removed his hands to discover his vision was blurred.
Darkness turned to light as the once undefeatable Man of Steel came to. He shook his head to clear the haze after being choked out by the massive soldier. Sagged to his knees, he hung by his wrists from the restraints he was unable to break. His arm joints felt near to being torn, having taken the heft of his weight. Somehow, he got back onto his feet and looked around. In addition to the restraints on his wrists, he and Jimmy were also inside a portable jail cell. Jimmy was curled into a protective huddle, relatively motionless on the floor a few feet away. Shivering, but awake.
Superman landed gracefully next to the newly built dome at the US Army testing facility. He had been invited here to test out the army’s latest state of the art weaponry. He had previously been asked to do similar tasks on many other occasions, and felt it was part of his duty as an American citizen to comply. After all, he was “invulnerable,” and the results of these tests would be invaluable to the army. He approached the front door of the dome and it automatically opened. Upon entering, he was greeted by the two-star General, Matt Barnes. “Welcome, Superman,” who extended his hand to the 6’ 4”, 260 lbs. of skin-tight, blue-clad muscle… who with dark hair, and bright eyes, was unnervingly handsome.
The Hunter and company have departed for NYC to capture Spider-man, who is destined to become the 6th unwilling member of Bill’s Martin’s twisted, pervertedly abused menagerie of captive heroes, which he keeps on his private island of San Miguel. Bill ends a call and tosses his cell onto the wrought-iron table under the shade of the large, white cotton tarp which provides shade from the blazing tropical sun. His chair creaks under his prodigious weight as the old man leans back and gazes out into his brig’s sun-drenched punishment yard.
“I heard enough of your sick, twisted, perverted fantasies, Martin! Have it your way, “replies Superman as he angrily steps away from Martin and faces Bomba’s cell; he grabs the black iron bars and prepares to rip the barred door off its iron frame.
“Wait, Superman… please, no more damage. It’s hard to get a repairman out here, and it’ll take ages to get the brig’s entrance replaced,” begs the old fat man with feigned sincerity.
“He is a mighty and very powerful warrior called Superman,” explains Bill to the old witch doctor. “He has the ability to fly and has tremendous strength and other powers; he is invulnerable to every known weapon. And Superman is coming here to turn me over to the authorities. Supermen will destroy my home, turning it to ashes. He can burn objects with a mere look from his eyes!”
Our Score Click to rate this post! [Total: 9 Average: 3.7] Allure of Krytonite Author: Lcross Chapter 4 Act Two A scene similar to one played out weeks ago repeats! Superman, stripped of his gear with the exception of his crimson cape, hangs naked, inverted by his ankles a couple feet or so above the theater’s small stage floor! The tall lanky Joker clad in his garish purple three piece suit, his hair a disheveled mop of bright seaweed colored hair, scurries about spryly ratcheting up the apparatuses numerous adjustment chains. The twin cone-shaped kryptonite projectors, positioned on either side of Superman, are alive now and busily hum a low dull buzz bathing Superman in an eerie green light. Rick Harvey has departed, claiming not to have the stomach to see Superman’s young life snuffed out. As the Joker pulls an adjustment chain here and one there Superman’s naked body jerks clumsily, jarred down, then upwards above the stage floor. His powerful bare legs are cast upwards, spread wide apart by a steel spreader bar, and stretched taut! Another pull and the single chain tethered to a steel cock ring tightens-up losing its slack tugging… Read More »Allure of Kryptonite Chapter 4
Our Score Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] Allure of Krytonite Author: Lcross Chapter 3 Act One The phone next to Clark’s bed is ringing. Superman, still prone on the bedroom floor shakes off the last effects of the now encapsulated kryptonite and looks wearily up at the digital clock…903 PM. He has fallen asleep for a several hours! Dazed, he awkwardly pulls up his red briefs before he stumbles clumsily up onto his red boots. He gropes through the darkness dragging his red cape towards the ringing phone and answers shortly, “Kent speaking.” “Hi Clark, sorry to call so late,” apologizes Inspector Henderson. Superman turns on the light near the phone. “I was up…it’s OKAY,” mumbles Superman sleepily as he looks down his costume at his soiled “S’ and unbuckled yellow belt and disheveled briefs. “The reason I called is because of the name you gave me to check out. I put feelers out and got a hit from a tipster just minutes ago. Indirectly I was told a Mr. Ricky Harvey can be reached at 337-5689. No other information…” Superman cuts across. “Got it; thanks inspector…I’ll check it out next… Read More »Allure of Kryptonite Chapter 3
Our Score Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] Allure of Krytonite Author: Lcross Chapter 2 Allure of kryptonite It is the evening before Thanksgiving. It has been several weeks since Superman’s ordeal with the dominant medical orderly at the police infirmary. Since then Superman’s young mind has dwelt on the ability of kryptonite to render him powerless and how it has irreversibly changed everything. Until recently Superman had never experienced the loss of his superpowers – the feelings of weakness and ordinary vulnerability. The concept of the existence of a small green crystal that can erase his super powers is unconceivable. But two recent encounters with kryptonite offer irrefutable evidence. His first exposure to kryptonite left him at the mercy of a crazed headmaster who strapped him naked to an electric chair and brutally tortured him. The second lead to his arrest and incarceration in a psychiatric infirmary for observation where he was sexually brutalized and sodomized by a handsome young orderly! Yet strangely it was the second encounter that seemed to have a profound effect on Superman. The time he spent in the custody of the handsome orderly seems to… Read More »Allure of Kryptonite Chapter 2
Our Score Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0]This story is part of a serie named “The Further Adventures of Superman” the author divided in 3 parts with multiple chapters: Part 1: Superman Rides “The Lightning!” Part 2: “Superman’s Night in the Museum” Part 3: “Allure of Kryptonite” Flashback to the end of Chapter 4, Night in the Museum, which left a powerless Superman hanging inverted, naked from the waist down, high above the padded floor of the old police infirmary’s observation cell. In the darkness he swings wildly to and fro desperately trying to free his bound arms from the confining canvas straightjacket. Drool pours profusely from his open mouth that is pried and braced open with a steel medical clamp. The mouth clamp muffles his frantic cries for help whilst Superman futility twists and turns wildly suspended naked in the darkness. His powerful bare legs pull desperately to no avail at the thick leather ankle restraints that secure him inverted to the steel spreader bar. It’s been hours since Harvey brutally beat and sodomized him only to leave him to hang by his ankles alone in the darkness completely stripped of… Read More »Allure of Kryptonite Chapter 1
Our Score Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0]Superman’s Night in the Museum Author: Lcross Epilogue The next day before his nightshift begins curiosity gets the best of Officer Muldoon; thus the police officer retraces his footsteps of the previous morning down the deserted corridor of east wing of the 23rd Precinct. He reaches the end of the vacant corridor to find the Infirmary’s big door lying battered, its heavy hinges torn from its steel frame, on the hallway’s floor. Muldoon steps across the crippled door and into the infirmary. He switches on the overhead lights and finds the infirmary unsurprisingly empty. But there is broken glass everywhere. The heavy door to the padded cell has also been torn off its large hinges and lies on the floor next to Harvey’s desk. The observation window is blown out and a large electrical motor attached to a hoist wrapped in pieces of heavy broken chain lies on the floor in the center of the infirmary. Muldoon scratches his head and mumbles, “WOO!” He spies a larger playing card strewn over the glass near the exam table. Muldoon walks towards the card causing the broken… Read More »Superman’s Night in the Museum Epilogue
Our Score Click to rate this post! [Total: 1 Average: 4]Superman’s Night in the Museum Author: Lcross Chapter 4 A block of rectangular light from the infirmary illuminates a prone Man of Steel as he slowly lifts off the padded floor. “I hope I didn’t club him too hard…I want him to remember this,” thinks Harvey. The orderly watches the ascension through the observation window peering into cell. Superman is hung inverted on a trapeze of sorts by his ankles. Superman’s ankles are buckled tightly in the thick restraints attached to either end of a metal spreader bar. Twin chains are attached to the sturdy bar above each ankle; the twin chains connect together above the center of the bar to allow rotation to display the victim from all sides. As the chain retracts the bar rises upwards hauling the big straight jacketed man up off the padded floor upward towards the high ceiling. The biter mask has been removed from Superman’s face. Now his blue eyes are covered with a thick leather blindfold. A stainless metal clamping apparatus is inserted deep into his mouth and secured with black leather straps buckled behind his neck… Read More »Superman’s Night in the Museum Chapter 4
Our Score Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0]Superman’s Night in the Museum Author: Lcross Chapter 3 The local police precinct is zoo on Halloween; miscreants, freaks and lowlifes of all sorts sit handcuffed on long wooden benches awaiting their turn to be processed. Most are dressed in all sorts of funny or weird costumes donned to revel Halloween Night away. Some have bright colored spiked hair and wear leather collars around their necks; others have large gross looking tattoos all over their necks and arms accented with pierced noses, tongues and whatever. Hair fashions of all types abound: from cornrows to dreadlock to Mohawks. Expressionless uniformed officers mundanely escort handcuffed men and women, young and old, through the labyrinth of people assembled at the precinct. So amid the hellish din of loud shouts, ringing phones and intertwined heated arguments a tall young man dressed in a Superman outfit entering the station goes relatively unnoticed. No one pays much attention to Superman when he is hauled in to stand before the precinct’s desk sergeant. Muldoon steps forward and hands up a written report to his superior. A rotund desk sergeant sitting behind a… Read More »Superman’s Night in the Museum Chapter 3
Our Score Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0]Superman’s Night in the Museum Author: Lcross Chapter 2 The Joker turns away from the colossal statue of Hermes as the two young burly guards drag Superman on his backside atop his cape back into the main gallery. The guards release Superman’s arms and the unconscious Man of Steel slumps backwards onto the polished marble floor before the towering statue of the messenger of the gods: Hermes. The Joker rubs his gloved hands together as he moves to stand over Superman. The guards grin and move off a distance away from Superman to watch events unfold. The prankster looks down at the unconscious god he has again pulled down from Mount Olympus. “Hermes message to you is ‘leave Earth Superman!’ This is your last warning!” His forewarning delivered the clown surveys the big man slumbering atop his crimson cape with his inert muscled arms extended over his head and legs with big red boots spread wide apart. “If metropolis could see their mighty champion now,” gloats the Joker as he kicks one of Superman’s big red boots while looking with utter distain at the Man… Read More »Superman’s Night in the Museum Chapter 2
Our Score Click to rate this post! [Total: 1 Average: 1]This story is part of a serie named “The Further Adventures of Superman” the author divided in 3 parts with multiple chapters: Part 1: Superman Rides “The Lightning!” Part 2: “Superman’s Night in the Museum” Part 3: “Allure of Kryptonite” Please enjoy. Superman’s Night in the Museum Author: Lcross Chapter 1 Months have passed since Superman’s first encounter with the mysterious prankster known as the Joker. He still vividly recalls his painful and humiliating ride on “the Lightning,” while rendered totally powerless by a strange green crystal wielded by the demonic clown. It is 11:45 PM 31 October: Halloween. In a few minutes Superman must again encounter his new nemesis in order to retrieve the photo of him naked and illustrating the aftermath of his degrading ride and his vulnerability! The world populace considers Superman invincible and omnipotent. If the picture were released, Superman would become the laughing stock of the world – his mystique of power and invincibility would be shattered. Criminal scientist everywhere would begin work in earnest to find naturally occurring kryptonite or to make a synthetic substitute! Once acquired kryptonite could… Read More »Superman’s Night in the Museum Chapter 1
Our Score Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0]Superman Rides “The Lightning!” Author: Lcross Epilogue After departing the English manor house Clark Kent investigated the property and discovered the sprawling manor house and the accompanying estate is “For Sale.” The manor house has been vacant for several months. Clark contacted the estate’s realtor who informed him the elderly Lord Melbourne died last year and had no heirs. Clark reported that he received reports of suspicious activity at the manor house. In turn the realtor promised to have a constable check the estate. Hours later she called back reporting that the area’s constables had checked the mansion and it was “ship shape.” The mansion was found locked up tight and empty. She informed Clark that the upstairs west drawing room he specifically inquired about was used a house arrest late last century. Apparently 30 years ago one of Lord Melbourne’s cousins had a run in with the law and was confined to the mansion to serve his sentence, thus the barred windows. Oddly someone appeared to have snapped a padlock on one set of bars leaving the window open. Otherwise the room was… Read More »Superman Rides “The Lightning!” Epilogue
Our Score Click to rate this post! [Total: 1 Average: 5]Superman Rides “The Lightning!” Author: Lcross Chapter 2 Moments after the loud school bell grows silent the large oaken door to the classroom of horrors slowly creaks open. The door sweeps open and Harry sticks his head wearily inside and whispers loudly toward the lectern, “Joker did the green rock work on Superman?” Behind the lectern the head master with seaweed color hair and white ghastly face excitedly motions the boys to come forward and cautions, “I told you to not to call me Joker! Anyway, class is ready to begin. Come boys! See for yourselves…fear not….I have rendered Superman completely powerless. He’ll be breaking no more chains or bending any iron during this class! Come! Go ahead get a closer look at the once mighty – once omnipotent Superman. Look….BUT DO NOT touch boys!” Harry eyes grow wide when he spies Superman stripped naked and strapped down sitting in “The Lightning.” “Blimey, the Joker has stripped the bloke naked mates. Brilliant!” Harry breaks into a trot followed by Bertie and John; the shirtless boys in worn overalls and ratty sneakers dash towards the… Read More »Superman Rides “The Lightning!” Chapter 2
