Super Confrontation. Part 2.
Conclusion.
By
GW
(gwalb@nycap.rr.com or
gwalb@yahoo.com)
Having pounded the World's Mightiest Man nearly to a pulp, the ruthless Mala held him pinned helplessly to the floor, enjoying his mortified distress.
Once she forcefully demonstrated her power to hold the world renowned he-man helplessly pressed to the floor in a schoolgirl pin, Mala rolled the mighty superhero's huge body over, and clutched his thickly muscled trunk between her hefty thighs, as he whimpered fearfully.
For the badly mauled, terrified superhero, there was no escape from this fleshy trap. Mala's trim legs squeezed him like a blue tube of toothpaste, gleefully demonstrating to the symbol of male might, which was the mightiest sex.
Though it was more than clear, even to the girl who loved him, that he was no match for this brutal Kryptonian female, defeat by a woman was unthinkable to the battered superhero's male pride, especially with Lois watching. Swallowing his sickening fear of the terrible redhead, the hero, idolized by the world, stumbled to his feet. Hands on hips, Mala laughingly watched her victim's awkward struggle. She glanced over to the weeping Lois, and winked, in derision.
"Hateful bitch!" Lois sobbed, as she watched her adored hero's pitiful struggle to stand.
Lois watched in hopeless dismay,
as the huge crimefighter swallowed the knot of fear in his belly, and on
weary, trembling legs tried to reestablish his male dominance. Mala waited
contemptuously, not even bothering to raise her fists in defense. Mala's
contempt proved justified. Still weak and dizzy from the mighty redhead's
crushing legs, the huge muscle man's punches were feeble and ineffective
against the brutal woman. Mala laughed cruelly at his feeble attack.
As the stricken hero wobbled nearly falling from the strain of his fruitless, last ditch effort, Mala struck back, burying her deadly right fist in his now mushy gut, for starters, then following with a deadly barrage of flying fists.
Having once again demonstrated her superiority over the most powerful man in the world, Mala paused an instant to survey her handiwork. His body paralyzed by pain and terror, the mightiest superhero would have fled from the frightening female bully, but Mala, her fist cocked, grabbed the front of his proud uniform. In total terror of that brutal fist, now, he nearly wept, as he croaked in surrender to feminine might.
Tears streaming down her face; in despair, Lois heard the mighty superhero she thought invincible until today, whimper for mercy, then watched in horror, as the evil Kryptonian woman terrorized and abused the man she loved and idolized.
Lois was almost sick to her stomach, when she saw Mala forcefully kiss the man she loved, while he could do nothing but whimper in shamed protest.
Worse was to come, Mala forced the whimpering brutalized male down on the floor, and did the unthinkable to a superhero.
Mala pulled the vanquished, half naked superhero to his feet, as though the World's Mightiest Male was a frightened schoolboy at the mercy of a harsh, dominant headmistress.
His huge body bulging with muscles, trembled fearfully, his broad, manly shoulders slumped in defeat, as the shamed superhero vainly tried to cover his mortifyingly exposed manhood, sickened by the horrible knowledge that the woman he loved was witness to his awful disgrace. The disillusioned reporter was further shocked, when she heard the man she loved begin to snuffle like a whipped schoolgirl. What kind of man was he?
As the defeated superhero whimpered, nearly sobbing in mortified fear of this terrifying woman, Mala brazenly fondled and groped his exposed flesh.
Irked by her trembling, male victim's prudish, even girlish, distaste to her boldly groping hands, Mala decided to teach him how she expected her sexual object to behave.
Mala masterfully grasped the frightened crimefighter about the waist, and lifted him up under her mighty arm, as he squealed in terror.
An unpleasantly surprised superhero discovered that his muscular backside was far from impervious to the hard right hand of a Kryptonian Dominatrix
Mala whacked away, until her helpless victim wept and sobbed at the frightful fiery pain. He wiped the flowing tears from his eyes.
A sadly disillusioned Lois watched in despair as the powerful Kryptonian woman reduced the World's Mightiest Man to a pathetic, weeping victim of female abuse.
With a sob for the end of a long cherished romantic dream, Lois heard the man she had adored as a demigod, fearfully agree to be the sex slave of another stronger woman.
Mala dropped the vanquished Superhero to the floor. He crouched at her feet, her broken, cruelly abused slave.
Not satisfied with defeating and enslaving the Mighty Man Of Steel, the cruel Dominatrix completed the destruction of his ravaged manhood by grasping him by the scruff of the neck, and dragging the pitifully sobbing male over to display to his weeping former fiancee.
"Not quite the man ya thought he was, hey Sweety?" Mala sneered with a nasty grin.
Lois sobbed in shame for the idol she had adored, now feeling only contemptuous pity for this broken, sobbing half-man, at her feet.
As the triumphant Kryptonian Dominatrix dragged her new 'boy toy' into shamed, sexual bondage, a tearful disillusioned Lois glanced sadly at Mala, remorsefully acknowledging. "OH God. I hate to admit it, but SHE is an AWESOME WOMAN!"
In her mind the ace reporter
was already composing the hateful story she must write when she freed herself.
"Today the world's greatest
icon of male power fell victim to irresistible feminine force..."
The End of a Legend.