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DC Verse Comics › Superman
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
16,942
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter 3
Superman stared up at his two gorgeous captors as he lay sprawled out on the floor. As they proceeded to bind his hands behind his back he couldn't deny his growing arousal at his current situation. The fact that he was being put in bondage by two villainous beauties was starting to excite him.
Still, he was determined to fight these thoughts and began to struggle against his bonds. Superman arched his back as he tried to sit up, but Tangle forced him back to the floor as she
straddled him and sat on his barrel chest.
"You should save your strength. You're going to need it," she said with a devilish grin.
"Wow, Lace, I can't believe we actually beat him. I never would've imagined Superman would be here helpless beneath me like this. Its really starting to turn me on." Tangle ran her fingers through his hair as she started kissing and nibbling on the side of his neck.
Superman gasped slightly- caught off guard by her actions.
"Hey, shouldn't we be getting him ready like the boss said?" Lace piped up.
"Oh, can't we have some more fun with him first?" asked Tangle sounding a bit disappointed.
Lace looked thoughtful for a moment. "Well, Lasso Girl wants the honor of making him cum first but...." she trailed off.
The two women exchanged a knowing glance and winked at each other. They knew exactly what the other had in mind, and they positioned themselves on the floor on either side of Superman.
"Ooohh yeah, this is what I've been waiting for," said Tangle as she slipped her hand into the Man of Steel's red briefs and began gently fondling his cock.
"Wow, he's huge!" Lace commented as she watched her partner pull out Superman's now fully erect dick. Tangle smiled gleefully as she stroked the full length of his shaft, teasing him with her soft fingertips. Kal-El tried to resist her with all his remaining strength, but it was no use as he couldn't help but let out a slight moan of pleasure.
"See, I knew you would like this, Superman" the henchwoman said as she continued running her fingers up and down his throbbing member. Next, she got a firm grip around the base of his cock and proceeded to stroke him with her entire hand. "Wow, I think he's getting even harder," Tangle commented.
Superman could feel his balls starting to get tighter as the cum was starting to work its way inevitably upward. Watching the blonde bombshell stroking his cock only heightened the experience.
Just as the Man of Steel was getting ready to cum, Tangle abruptly stopped what she was doing. Superman couldn't help but feel disappointed.
"My turn now," Lace declared as she began the handjob right where Tangle had left off. "I like the way you feel in my hand," laughed Lace as she sped up her stroking. Superman's only response was another yet longer moan.
The slow, steady pace of her soft hand on his cock had Superman ready to cum again in no time. But just as before, he was denied his release, as both women giggled above him.
"Figure out the game yet?" Tangle asked amusedly. "Its my turn again!"
The duo continued their highly pleasurable torture for the better part of an hour as they took turns bringing Superman to the brink of cumming but denying him each time.
Finally, Superman could take no more. "Please..." he begged weakly "please stop this..."
Tangle and Lace laughed cruelly at his plea.
"Well, I guess he's had enough and we really should be getting him ready for the boss now," said Lace.
Tangle stood up and stretched her long legs.
"Yeah, you're right. At least we got to have OUR fun with him though. I hope you enjoyed that as much as we did, Superman."
Lace took some excess kryptonite rope and wrapped it around the super-hero's forehead. Superman felt its effects immediately as the whole room seemed to be getting dark. The last thing he saw before falling unconsious was both women standing proudly over him with one foot each resting on his chest.
End of Chapter 3
Still, he was determined to fight these thoughts and began to struggle against his bonds. Superman arched his back as he tried to sit up, but Tangle forced him back to the floor as she
straddled him and sat on his barrel chest.
"You should save your strength. You're going to need it," she said with a devilish grin.
"Wow, Lace, I can't believe we actually beat him. I never would've imagined Superman would be here helpless beneath me like this. Its really starting to turn me on." Tangle ran her fingers through his hair as she started kissing and nibbling on the side of his neck.
Superman gasped slightly- caught off guard by her actions.
"Hey, shouldn't we be getting him ready like the boss said?" Lace piped up.
"Oh, can't we have some more fun with him first?" asked Tangle sounding a bit disappointed.
Lace looked thoughtful for a moment. "Well, Lasso Girl wants the honor of making him cum first but...." she trailed off.
The two women exchanged a knowing glance and winked at each other. They knew exactly what the other had in mind, and they positioned themselves on the floor on either side of Superman.
"Ooohh yeah, this is what I've been waiting for," said Tangle as she slipped her hand into the Man of Steel's red briefs and began gently fondling his cock.
"Wow, he's huge!" Lace commented as she watched her partner pull out Superman's now fully erect dick. Tangle smiled gleefully as she stroked the full length of his shaft, teasing him with her soft fingertips. Kal-El tried to resist her with all his remaining strength, but it was no use as he couldn't help but let out a slight moan of pleasure.
"See, I knew you would like this, Superman" the henchwoman said as she continued running her fingers up and down his throbbing member. Next, she got a firm grip around the base of his cock and proceeded to stroke him with her entire hand. "Wow, I think he's getting even harder," Tangle commented.
Superman could feel his balls starting to get tighter as the cum was starting to work its way inevitably upward. Watching the blonde bombshell stroking his cock only heightened the experience.
Just as the Man of Steel was getting ready to cum, Tangle abruptly stopped what she was doing. Superman couldn't help but feel disappointed.
"My turn now," Lace declared as she began the handjob right where Tangle had left off. "I like the way you feel in my hand," laughed Lace as she sped up her stroking. Superman's only response was another yet longer moan.
The slow, steady pace of her soft hand on his cock had Superman ready to cum again in no time. But just as before, he was denied his release, as both women giggled above him.
"Figure out the game yet?" Tangle asked amusedly. "Its my turn again!"
The duo continued their highly pleasurable torture for the better part of an hour as they took turns bringing Superman to the brink of cumming but denying him each time.
Finally, Superman could take no more. "Please..." he begged weakly "please stop this..."
Tangle and Lace laughed cruelly at his plea.
"Well, I guess he's had enough and we really should be getting him ready for the boss now," said Lace.
Tangle stood up and stretched her long legs.
"Yeah, you're right. At least we got to have OUR fun with him though. I hope you enjoyed that as much as we did, Superman."
Lace took some excess kryptonite rope and wrapped it around the super-hero's forehead. Superman felt its effects immediately as the whole room seemed to be getting dark. The last thing he saw before falling unconsious was both women standing proudly over him with one foot each resting on his chest.
End of Chapter 3