Superman's Demise
PART THREE — Public Humiliation
SCENE TEN
Superman lies unconscious on the examination table, having passed out after that final, nut busting orgasm. With the ultimate rape now over, Dr. Studbuster and Todd level the table and remove the leather straps that have restrained the Man of Steel for almost three days. As I sit unmoving, watching them start to disconnect the various wires, clamps, and hoses from his body, I feel a wave of nausea pass over me.
He looks pale under the bright overhead light, his thickly muscled body shimmering with sweat. His tortured nipples, bright red and shining with perspiration, stand obscenely erect now. I sneak glances over Todd's shoulder as he removes the Prostate Stimulator. The large hose is then slid off the puffy and still partially erect penis, followed by the dripping suction tube. They lift the metal plate off his dick and groin, gently laying the thick, fat, red raw dick against his washboard stomach. Todd strokes upward on the huge softening cock, squeezing the last remnants of thick semen out onto Superman's belly like thick toothpaste from a tube, "Mmmm, good to the last drop!"
With the water pouch still squeezing Superman’s nuts with unbelievable pressure, Todd yanks down on the pouch, stretching the nearly busted nuts further from Superman’s crotch. I can’t believe that Superman’s mammoth balls are STILL enduring the awesome crushing force being exerted on them! They’re fighting valiantly against catastrophic collapse, but their mighty and fabled endurance is nearing its end — they could blow at any moment! But Dr. Studbuster seems to be in no hurry, apparently heedless of the fact that Superman’s super human gonads are threatening to burst in an explosion of supremely dense and tough meat.
The doctor visually inspects the muscle man’s heroically straining balls and adjusts the various readouts on the computer monitors, and lets out a low whistle of surprise. “Well I must say, Todd, the Man of Steel is proving to be even more resilient than I would have ever dreamed. Even in his greatly weakened, kryptonite-irradiated state, he’s proving to be a tougher nut to crack - literally! - than I would have ever thought. The pressure being exerted on his huge hairy nuts would be sufficient to crack a solid steel wrecking ball, and yet they still endure! They are steadily weakening, and may very soon pop, but for the moment they are still very much alive! Incredible!!”
“Yeah, but so what?” replies Todd. “I mean, it’s not like they’re functioning balls any more, right? After three days of being sucked nearly inside out, those two huge nuts should be just a pair of burst out husks, incapable of generating any new sperm. Superman’s balls are now just two massive lumps of useless meat, and the former super stud is now effectively nothing more than a eunuch!”
“Ah, but there you are wrong, Todd. According to these computer readings, Superman’s behemoth balls are every bit as vital and virile as when we first captured him. It is only the crushing pressure of the water pouch that is temporarily preventing the handsome stud from producing even more of his supremely potent cream. If we were to remove the pouch now, Superman’s balls would immediately begin recharging once again with yet another monster load of his bountiful cum! I’m afraid I’m going to have to use more drastic measures to permanently destroy Superman’s masculinity…and I have the perfect plan in mind!”
Dr. Studbuster readies a metal clamp, a thick cylindrical ring over an inch thick and 6 inches long with an interior opening of less than half an inch. With Todd stretching Superman’s massive balls an agonizing 8 inches from his muscular crotch, making the huge orbs themselves stand out bright red and shiny against his straining scrotum, Dr. Studbuster places the open ring around the base of Superman’s scrotum and clicks the ring closed, tightly squeezing the base of the scrotum and maintaining a significant stretch to the two huge balls.
At long last, they finally begin to drain the water from the water pouch, gradually reducing the crushing pressure being exerted on the Man of Steel’s brutalized balls. When the last of the water is emptied and the pouch finally removed, Dr. Studbuster begins a demonic laugh.
“Hahahaha! Success! NOW the Man of Steel is no longer a man. He's now the Eunuch of Steel! The ring around the base of his huge balls is formed of irradiated kryptonite! Not only will it continue to keep Superman weak as a baby, but it will keep any new sperm produced in those mighty spunk tanks from escaping his monstrous bull balls. From now on, now matter how much his super balls fill with cum or how great his need for release, no sperm will ever again escape those obscenely oversized orbs! Hahahaha!! I alone possess the entire supply of super cum from his mighty testicles!!”
Pushing against my restraints, I lean forward and see what has become my ongoing nightmare. There, between those thick beefy legs, are the huge symbols of Superman’s power, his massive and mighty nuts, now rendered effectively impotent by the evil ball ring. The two huge beefy lumps hang very low in his big nut sac, temporarily drained of every last drop of cum. And though those massive beauties were no doubt once again starting to create massive quantities of super spunk, he would never again be able to release it as long as that clamp remained secured around his scrotum. I cannot take the horrible but intensely erotic sight any more, and I pass out.
SCENE ELEVEN
The sharp odor of smelling salts revives me some time later. Disoriented, I manage to determine that I'm lying on some sheets inside a parked utility van. The din of voices can be heard close by. I also notice that I've been cleaned up and dressed. Todd quickly pushes me from the van into a hallway. The voices are getting louder. We stop just inside a doorway leading out onto a large stage. Wait a minute, this is the Metropolis Stadium! I hear the familiar voice of Dr. Studbuster talking over a microphone, "Ladies and Gentlemen, I am Dr. Studbuster and it's my great pleasure to introduce our Guest-of-Honor for this evening's gala event. This city would not be the place it is today without the constant vigil of our own Superman!"
A huge round of applause and cheers echoes from all the guests packed into the stadium. The curtain goes up and standing in the spotlight is the pale and trembling Superman, his massive, muscular bulk once again encased in his skin-tight uniform and tied spread eagled to two huge steel crossbeams. The crowd gasps as one, and then screams of panic begin to erupt from throughout the packed stadium as Dr. Studbuster walks up to the microphone. Dr. Studbuster holds his hands up to quiet the terrified audience, "Friends, let us begin tonight's Gala Ball with Superman's balls! Or more accurately, his effective lack thereof..."
With that, Dr. Studbuster yanks down Superman's tights, exposing the stud’s huge cock and oversized balls, the later encircled by the kryptonite ring and drawn tight against the base of that massive cock! The crowd goes completely silent for a split second, then loud gasps start filling the stadium. Superman just hangs there, humiliated, in front of all these people, his massive schlong and huge, beefy balls on public display for the first time in history. Todd releases me and runs on stage to join Dr. Studbuster who resumes speaking again, "It finally appears that he could use a charitable contribution himself! Yes, I have drained him of all his manly sperm and left him a powerless, muscle-bound freak. The ring secured around his bull nuts is formed of kryptonite, rendering your hero weak as well as impotent! Tonight is the start of a new era in this city, one that is ruled by myself and, soon, an army of Super Sex Fiends. My army will be created with the very semen that the Man of Steel so reluctantly but prodigiously provided. I have sent copies to all the major news networks of the recordings I filmed of Superman’s epic rape and purging of his mighty testicles. Soon, you will all be able to see for yourselves just how virile and potent your beloved hero USED to be!”
Dr. Studbuster pauses to utter an evil chuckle before continuing.
“Now, before anyone gets any stupid ideas about being heroic and trying to rescue the Man of Steel, let me tell you that my good friend and assistant, Todd, has inserted a small, remote controlled capsule inside Superman's penis. If triggered, it will detonate and finish the job which I've already started, blowing away both his huge tubesteak of a cock and this most massive pair of balls hanging below it, turning your hero into a heroine in a millisecond!"
Lois Lane rushes up onto the stage in disbelief. She stops in horror as Todd reaches over and grasps the base of Superman’s massive balls, roughly stretching Superman's bulging scrotum down and sideways, yanking the mighty orbs nearly ten full inches below the great penis. Superman moans weakly in pain as Todd triumphantly displays the huge, bloated ball sac, the bulging vessel for Superman's enormous testicles. The audience is frozen with shock, staring at their hunky hero's captured and straining testicles.
SCENE TWELVE
At Dr. Studbuster's signal, Todd grips as much as he can of each of Superman's huge nuts in his hands and squeezes down hard. Superman throws his handsome head back and bellows in agony as his massive balls are crushed in the young man’s vise-like grip!! The super hero’s titanic testicles, formerly just as rock solid and invulnerable as the rest of his mighty physique, have been tremendously weakened by the kryptonite ring secured around their base. The huge balls distort and ooze between the young muscle punk’s fingers, adding even more crushing pressure to his swollen, abused testicles!!! Todd then resumes his previous grip and begins pounding his free fist into the huge twin orbs of thick, beefy ball meat. Superman continues bellowing as Dr. Studbuster calmly lifts up the huge, flaccid dick, displaying to the audience thick ring firmly secured just below the base of his cock.
I can't believe what’s happening. From my backstage vantage point, I watch in horror as Superman's cum-swollen balls were continually crushed and bashed by the wicked Todd! Todd continued the public humiliation by repeatedly kneeing the massive orbs, crushing the huge testicles against Superman's body in an effort to somehow cram them into his pelvis!!! The abused hero's blood-curdling bellows grew more and more intense as the violent and vicious battering of his defenseless balls continues. He flails around, desperately trying to relieve the intolerable pain, but his huge muscles have been rendered weak, and the heavy metal restraints are more than strong enough to hold him in place.
To everyone’s shock and surprise, including Dr. Studbuster and Todd, Superman’s huge dick actually begins to grow hard under the brutal ball abuse, soon galvanizing into its full 22+ inches of rock hardness! The doctor watched with obvious delight as Superman, stripped of his super powers and his manhood, writhed in agony while the shocked Lois Lane fainted on the stage. With the huge cock standing proudly and defiantly upright and out of the way, both of Todd’s hands were now free, and he used both fists to rain devastating blows onto Superman’s balls, over and over and over and over again! Oh God, he was going to beat the muscle stud’s mighty nuts into permanent sterility!!!
Finally, after more than a dozen minutes of brutal, nut-cracking punches and ball-shattering kicks, Todd finally releases his strangle hold on the manhandled and heavily bruised stud nuts, allowing an exhausted Superman to once more slump in his restraints. The Man of Steel has been transformed into an impotent half-man, still possessing his huge erection and monstrous balls, but incapable of orgasm! While his full, heavy balls still swing proudly between his massively muscled thighs, bruised and battered but miraculously still intact, he will never again be able to ejaculate! Superman’s public emasculation is complete!
Lois Lane faints, falling onto the stage in a tangle of her own wedding gown. Dr. Studbuster strides over and instructs his minions to grasp the super-hero under his bulging biceps, lifting the phenomenally huge and muscular torso. Todd clenched Superman's thick, bone-hard dick in his fist and, in a final act of humiliation, used it as a handle to pull the ravished muscleman from the stage. Todd and Dr. Studbuster quickly drag the desexed superhero out of the stadium. The hundreds of security guards and military police present are powerless to stop the evil scientist, for Todd has his finger above the remote control device that could annihilate Superman’s mighty genitals at the mere touch of a button. The crowd can only stand in stunned disbelief while the evil duo escapes, taking the abused and battered hunk into the darkness of the night.
Who knows what unspeakable deeds Dr. Studbuster and Todd will perform on the defeated superhero next? The only thing I know for sure is that the evil and power mad doctor will not stop until he has permanently and painfully destroyed the Man of Steel!!
PART FOUR — Rescue Attempt
SCENE THIRTEEN
Snapping out of my own shock and into an unexpected act of bravery, I turn and run back down the hallway and into the waiting van, sprinting ahead of the escaping doctor and his handsome super hero captive. I quickly hide behind the driver's seat, covering myself with a sheet and pressing myself tight against one of the large banks of computer equipment. Todd and Dr. Studbuster arrive shortly, tossing the nearly unconscious Superman in the back of the van. Todd takes the wheel and speeds off, while the evil doctor gloats over his latest victory.
Meanwhile, the exhausted Superman lies curled up and sobbing, covering his aching groin with his huge, meaty hands. He pleads in a weak voice, hoarse from his prolonged outcries, "I'm begging you, Dr. Studbuster, please stop this torture... I'll do anything, just please stop..."
Dr. Studbuster turns to face him, "You'll do anything I want, regardless of whether I stop or not. However, your begging is making me feel generous...and aroused." The doctor climbs into the back where he gently helps Superman out of the remains of his costume, stripping his glorious body naked once more. Dr. Studbuster comments, "You won't be needing this uniform any more. Your crime fighting days are now over. Besides, soon you won't be able to quite fill the crotch of those tights like you used to."
The chuckling doctor rolls Superman over onto his hands and knees. Then kneeling down in front him, Dr. Studbuster places his knees between Superman's arms and hands. As the doctor unzips his pants, he says, "I want you to suck my dick and swallow my cum. My semen will be the first to enter your now impotent body, but most definitely not the last." The muscular hunk slowly and reluctantly lowers his head into the doctor's lap, allowing the hardening cock to enter his virgin mouth. Dr. Studbuster places his hands on either side of the handsome face and tenderly guides it further down his engorging shaft. When Superman starts a slow sucking rhythm, the doctor reaches over his broad shoulders and begins caressing the massive muscles on his back. Occasionally, he reaches underneath to the massive, weighty chest where he lightly fondles the big protruding nipples. The Man of Steel makes whimpering little moans, aroused against his will.
The doctor starts thrusting his hips into that warm mouth as his orgasm nears. Using both hands, he suddenly pushes down on Superman's head, burying his dick into the back of the mouth. Without letting go, the doctor begins violently fucking the stud's gagging throat, finally shooting wads of cum down his gullet. Each spurt is quickly swallowed, forced down by Dr. Studbuster's ramrodding dick. Pulling out, the doctor moves behind the kneeling and coughing hero to his pair of magnificent and muscular butt cheeks. He slides his glistening and still rock hard dick easily into Superman's still raw asshole, and within minutes is shooting a second load of his cum into the aching bowels. Superman, gasping for air, begins coughing up gobs of the doctor's jism. Dr. Studbuster continues to pound Superman's ass with long, hard strokes, finally cumming for a third time up the super hero’s awesomely muscular shit chute.
Finally withdrawing, the doctor cleans his dick off by wiping it in the crack of that massively muscular stud butt. He rolls Superman back onto some sheets before returning to his seat. Glancing back, Dr. Studbuster says, "I am the first of many you will satisfy with your exquisite body, Superman. Perhaps one day I will tire of you and set you free, my sperm in your belly, your castrated body a testimony to my awesome intellect! Or perhaps I will simply kill you. Regardless, you will be my sex slave to the end of your days!”
The remainder of our journey is made in silence. The once invincible Man of Steel, with jism oozing from his mouth and butt, falls into much needed sleep.
What feels like hours later, the van finally comes to a stop. Dr. Studbuster and Todd remove their gorgeous, muscle-bound, and naked passenger, leaving me hidden under the sheet. I don't know exactly where we are, just that the drive has taken us uphill for a while. Upon sneaking out of the van, I see that we're once again inside Dr. Studbuster's hidden laboratory. I quietly creep around looking for another place to hide. I know that my only hope is to come up with a plan to deactivate the explosive capsule embedded inside Superman's penis! If only I could find a way to overpower Todd and the doctor, then we both could escape!!
As quietly as possible, I make my way into the laboratory. The examination table is still damp with the sweat from Superman's inhuman "milking" episode. The muffled voices of Dr. Studbuster and Todd seem to be coming from further down the hallway. Quickly, I sneak into a supply closet, just as the doctor and Todd step into the hallway. I can just make out Dr. Studbuster's voice, "...and leave the capsule embedded in him for now..." Their voices become quiet as they proceed to other areas of Dr. Studbuster's hideout. I've got to find out what they've done with Superman.
It's been quiet for several minutes, so I exit the closet and proceed further down the hall, listening at each door. Finally, weak moans of agony can be heard coming from behind a metal door. I cautiously open the door and peek inside. In the corner, his naked, muscular body shackled by the neck to the wall, sits the gorgeous form of Superman. His handsome head hangs down as he groans repeatedly. Dr. Studbuster's dried cum is still visible on his handsome face and monumentally muscular thighs.
"Superman, how badly are you hurt?" I whisper.
The Man of Steel looks up at me, his beautiful blue eyes unable to focus. "Pain... won't... stop..." he mumbles. I look down at his massive balls, hanging incredibly low and actually resting on the cold stone floor. The abused orbs are a little bruised and an angry red color, but are otherwise thankfully intact. The kryptonite ring was still secured snuggly around the base of the massive balls, rendering the mighty muscle man both weak and impotent. And is it my imagination, or are Superman’s balls a little bigger than before? The hero’s phenomenal powers of healing were already hard at work healing the worst of the swelling and bruising from the beating they had so recently received, so the swelling I was seeing couldn’t be from all of the punches and kicks. Could his balls already be swelling from all the sperm that is being trapped inside them!?
The chain around his muscular, bullish neck is solid and locked. There is no way I can get it loose.
"Superman, do you have ANY of your powers left? Can you get out of these shackles?" Slowly, he brings one mighty, muscular arm up and grips the collar around his neck. Superman strains briefly as he tries to rip the metal apart, his gargantuan 32-inch arm bulging mightily with the effort. He finally lets go, dropping his huge arm back down across his thick, beefy thigh. His massive chest is heaving as he gulps air in from the exertion
"Strength is gone... pain in groin... Doctor returning soon..." he says between breaths.
I sit down between his knees and spread his legs apart cautiously as Superman moans deeply in pain. "Let's see if I can do anything down here," as I begin my inspection of Superman's genital area. Gently I lift his huge dick up, marveling at its great weight and heft even when completely limp. His swollen and bruised balls visibly pulse beneath the great cock, throbbing with virility and life. How can Superman even be conscious after having his mighty, meaty nuts drained, crushed, and nearly destroyed?
Just as I start to lift the weighty balls, I notice a lump at the base of Superman’s massive dick. Carefully, I run my fingers around that area, tracing the outline. This must be the explosive capsule! Dr. Studbuster has forced the diabolical device down Superman's urethra. The doctor wasn't kidding. If he set it off, Superman's dick would be blown sky high, and his humongous balls as well! I start squeezing just below the capsule, trying to force it up and out of Superman's dick. Superman groans and tenses up. My squeezing must be putting more pressure on his trapped, swollen balls. The capsule moves a little, but there's got to be a better way to get it out without hurting the Man of Steel any further.
Without a second thought (or asking permission), I kneel down and take the tip of his massive cock into my mouth, and then suck all 12 inches of his thick, soft, and impossibly meaty cock into my throat. I start sucking on it for all I’m worth. After a few minutes of this, my jaw begins aching. I'm glad Superman's not getting hard, for I know I couldn’t swallow any of it in its fully erect state! As it is, the sheer thickness and bulk of his flaccid penis is almost more than I can accommodate!
Tenderly, I feel along the underside of his dick with my tongue, finding the capsule that is slowly being sucked up the length of that huge cock. I start kneading the shaft just below the capsule. The explosive begins moving upwards a little faster now. I can hear Superman moaning. Is he in pain from the capsule being expelled or is it pleasure?
Finally, the explosive is resting just below the cock head. I quit sucking, as I don't want to accidentally swallow the capsule myself. With both hands now, I continue squeezing the spit-slicked cock, working the unwelcome intruder further upward. Superman is really groaning now. At last, the tip of the thick metallic intruder can be seen. "Uhhh... uhhhhhhhhhh!" cries Superman as his piss slit becomes grossly puckered.
Finally, the capsule slips free of his dick, where I catch it in one hand. The tension in Superman's mighty muscles fades away as he is relieved of the explosive. "How're you feeling now?" I ask as I put the capsule in my pocket.
"Better. But my balls feel like they're in a vise." he mutters, still weak after passing the explosive capsule from his body.
"Well, at least you still feel something in your balls. I was afraid that Todd might have ripped them loose after the beating he gave them at the stadium. Let's see if I can get this kryptonite ring off of them. Are you ready for this?" Superman hesitantly nods that he is. "Okay, here goes..."
As gently as possible, I start trying to pry open the thick ring clamped over the base of Superman’s massive, aching gonads when suddenly a deep voice yells, “STOP!!!” Superman and I look at each other in fear as an angry Todd strides into the room.
I have often milked men dry and I think a ring around balls not only shown how good I am but impressed on then that I have used them
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