Girls' Night Out --(Part 2)

Girls’ Night Out- Part 2

Chapter 17: Made to Suffer- Pt. 2

Written and Edited by R.S.

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“Now let’s see if we can’t do something about all that extra stored up energy, hmm?” mused Alexandra.

Superman watched as the sexy villainess’ hand traced the outline of his massive pecs and then fleetingly brushed over his chiseled abs. Her fingers thoroughly explored his well muscled body before moving ever slowly downward. He gasped as she gently cupped his cock in the palm of her hand, holding it level.

“You don’t deserve those powers, super wimp, so I’ll take them off your hands.”

This was exactly what Alexandra had been waiting for. She wanted to savor this victory to the fullest extent and stretch it out as long as possible.

“It’s not that I really needed Celeste to put this little spell on you but it’ll prolong your suffering that much more,” she said grinning widely. “And don’t worry…I’ve slowed down the power siphoning process to a trickle. It’ll be a good long while before you are completely drained.”

The Man of Steel attempted to make his limbs cooperate- to use the last of his super powers to break free of the red sun bindings and fight her off. But the effort was barely detectable to his captors and looked like little more than a slight shuffling in place. He couldn’t help glancing downward at his manhood resting firmly in Alexandra’s hand. A faint purple aura flowed over his cock as she leisurely drained him.

“I can feel your powers flowing into me one by one. It always feels sooo good.”

Alexandra began gently running her thumb and index finger up and down the length of his cock, teasing his flesh.

“Do you feel it too? Can you feel your abilities abandoning you for a superior female body, Superman?”

A tortured groan escaped his mouth.

She smiled again knowing he was enjoying it more than he was letting on.

“I’ll take that as a yes. See I’ve noticed a few things from all the previous times you let me drain you. Your super strength is always the first to go followed closely by your invulnerability. Now while those two are like a full course meal by themselves, it’s all your periphery powers that taste the sweetest.”

Alexandra was careful not to have any more than a couple of fingers caressing the hero’s cock at a time. This way it made it easier to control the draining as well as serve to drive him crazy with lust.

“Ahhh…there goes your heat vision and flight,” the sexy villainess declared licking her lips. “Mmm…there goes your freeze breath and x-ray vision too. Ohhh…now I have your super speed and telescopic vision along with the rest of your enhanced senses.”

Superman’s chin slowly sank toward his chest as he felt his remaining solar reserves being depleted. Though it felt like a ten ton anvil was resting on his skull, he managed to raise his head and stare defiantly in his tormentor’s eyes.

“I’ll…I’ll never…give in to…you…”

The very sight of the once mighty Man of Steel was amusing to say the least. He could barely stand under his own power yet he was still defiant to the last.

“But we both know that you will,” Alexandra chuckled lightly. “Anyway I think now would be the perfect opportunity to re-teach some of the lessons you’ve seemed to have forgotten.”

She leaned in making sure her line of sight met with his.

“This,” she said purposefully closing her hand around his shaft. “This is truly your greatest weakness, supershit- not magic or even kryptonite. And we’re going to show you just how weak your big horse cock makes you.”

Superman swallowed hard as he felt his manhood fill the warm, soft palm of her hand.

“You will also come to learn the shame that comes with your weakness just as your friend Captain Marvel did- though as impressive as he was he doesn’t quite measure up to you,” Alexandra joked.

This time instead of stroking his cock she firmly held it in her grip, slightly increasing the pressure bit by bit.

“Mmm…I love feeling your cock grow in my hand,” she remarked. “And you know once you are at your full length the spell from Celeste’s amulet keeps it that way until we say otherwise.”

Superman tried his best to fight it but it was hopeless. Although he was Kryptonian and not a human, his male physiology still functioned the same. The more pressure she applied, the more his dick began to harden and extend.

“That’s right, Supes, you’ll give in like all the other pitiful men before you. Then you will finally realize why we women are superior.”

The stunning vixen continued to steadily tighten her grasp on his cock all the while staring coldly into his eyes. Feeling his dick growing in her hand, fully against his will, and into a full erection turned her on immensely. Before long he was standing at attention becoming an iron rod in her grasp.

“You see? I have full control over your body now, supershit. Do you get it yet? Do you finally understand? You no longer have any say in anything you’re involved with. You are simply a tool…a toy for us to play with how and whenever we see fit and nothing more.”

Her hand suddenly moved, delivering several short teasing strokes before falling away. The tightness and pressure that had begun building in his balls receded for the time being.

“As much as I want to, I can’t drain you completely just yet. I have to leave a little something for the rest of the girls to have fun with. Kara, dear, it’s your turn. Make sure he knows his protégé has far surpassed him by the time you’re done.”

Supergirl stepped forward with a wicked grin on her angelic face.

“My pleasure.”

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“Come on. Get up!”

Batman’s breath was forced from his lungs as Lace buried her boot in his ribs for the third consecutive time. His brain felt like it was still swimming around in his skull after colliding against a concrete wall just moments before. This wasn’t helping things.

“Oh, I think we’ve broken our little bat toy, Celeste.” Lace lamented with a frown. “He just can’t seem to get up off that dirty old floor.”

The raven haired vixen strolled over to his other side and slowly drew her leg back.

“Here, let’s see if this will help him.”

The Dark Knight grunted in pain, falling over onto his back from the force of Lace’s kick. Even if he would’ve been in better condition, this particular fight would’ve ended up the same way. Across the cavernous room he could hear shouts and laughter as the others tortured Superman.

In between blows, he glimpsed Celeste standing off to the side, arms crossed, watching the beating with apparent amusement. Her crystal pendant was throwing a vibrant wave of white light over him. It was that same light that now emanated from the magical restraints binding his wrists behind his back and making it impossible to even attempt to fight back.

“Come now, Batman, I thought you were supposed to be a great fighter,” mocked Lace after his jaw collided against her boot. “This is a dismal effort!”

A bitter trickle of blood dripped from his mouth and onto the floor as he fought through intense pain to his feet. Every part of him ached. He felt like he had been put through a meat grinder. But he was determined not to stay down- not when he had one last ace up his sleeve.

“Every last one of you is going down,” he growled.

Lace couldn’t help but chuckle. The Dark Knight looked like a shattered wreck of his former self. He had been dirtied, beaten, and his costume was torn for good measure. To top things off he could barely even stand.

“And you are going to do it?” she asked quizzically. “That I would love to see.”

He slowly shook his head with the slightest hint of a grin on his lips.

“I left a distress call at the Justice League Watchtower before we left. They’ll receive it as soon as they return from their mission in space and enter the control room. By my reasoning they should be here any moment now.”

The grin grew wider.

“See the thing is…you ladies aren’t the only ones that learn from your mistakes.”

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End of Chapter 17

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