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JLA - Dark Angel - Part 16 Of 25.
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Kyle gritted his teeth, falling to one knee and struggling to
keep his arm lifted above his face.
Superman pounded again and again on the green shield Kyle had
raised moments after Batman had followed Dominic out of the room. The
Man Of Steel had instantly attacked him, the force of his blows shaking
the hastily thrown up shield. Kyle had instantly concentrated on making
a shield that absorbed the energy of Superman's blows and strengthened
the shield itself, which theoretically should have made it stronger with
each and every punch Superman threw.
But the ring, as powerful as it was, was only as strong as the
mind of it's bearer, and Kyle couldn't help but recognize that he was
facing the premiere Superhero on the planet. Big Blue, The Man Of Steel,
Superman, and how could any defense of his possibly hope to overcome
his strength.
"Supes, don't give in!" yelled Kyle, hoping to get through to
Superman.
"I CAN'T!" roared Superman through gritted teeth, and for the
first time, Kyle noticed the agonized look in The Man Of Steel's eyes.
As he continued to pound on Kyle's shield, which was developing
small cracks, Superman explained what was happening to him.
"When Dominic commanded me," Superman explained as he smashed his
fists into Green Lantern's shield,"My mind went blank, and when I regained
consciousness I was smashing at your shield... but I can't stop myself,
my body is acting under it's own volition."
"Well try!" yelled Kyle in desperation, desperately trying to
strengthen his shield. While it was in it's current, fragile state, he
was unable to concentrate on creating something better suited to handling
Superman, and he knew he was fighting a losing battle.
Before his startled eyes, a golden, glowing rope landed around
Superman's neck and pulled tight, making The Man Of Steel's eyes bulge
out in surprise.
Incredibly, he was jerked off his feet and landed flat on his ass,
letting out an involuntary grunt.
Kyle shakily got to his feet and created a powerful suit of
green armor around his body, as well as shunting out the excess heat and
moisture on his skin.
"WonderWoman?" he asked, surprised to see The Amazon standing
behind Superman, pulling her lariat tight around his neck. She was
fully clothed again, and looked as powerful and domineering as she ever
had, not the meek sex object Dominic had reduced her to since he had taken
her captive who knows how long ago.
"Listen to me, Superman!" she snapped, ignoring Kyle,"Listen
and understand, you're body is yours again, do you understand? DO YOU
UNDERSTAND?"
Instantly Superman's struggles stopped and he stopped clawing at
the lariat. With a sigh of relief, WonderWoman released some of the
tension on the lariat, giving him more breathing room.
"Thank Hera," she said, looking up at Kyle,"Dominic's control came
at a price, he had lost much of his strength, and I was able to physically
dominate him."
Kyle realized that Superman had relaxed entirely, because his body
was totally exhausted. He had been struggling against unfamiliar aches and
pains that were commonplace to everyone else and had struggled futilely
against his own body when Dominic had taken control. Now he was totally
exhausted, laying in a heap at WonderWoman's feet, reminding Kyle crazily
of a dog on a leash.
"Come here," she said to Green Lantern, beckoning him over,"We
have to work out a strategy, we can't rely on Batman to defeat Dominic
by himself."
"They're fighting?" gasped Superman, pulling the lariat a little
looser.
"They are," nodded WonderWoman,"He was able to free me, although
Black Canary remains in his power, he told me to go and get you two, he
needs us."
"What about Flash and Huntress?" asked Kyle, pointing over at
the unconscious Wally and the trapped in the corner Helena.
"We'll come back for them, but right now we don't have time to
lose."
Kyle nodded, stepping up beside WonderWoman and dropping his
armor.
And even though WonderWoman pulled her punch, she still sent
him flying into the wall, leaving small cracks in it as he fell unconscious
to the floor.
-
Dominic stared down at the body before him silently, not speaking
for several moments. When he finally looked up, his face was masked
completely, not betraying any emotion, except that several rats ran by
the side wall suddenly, perhaps indicating some sort of increase in power.
"How did you know?" he asked, stepped over the shattered, broken
android that had been the second Huntress.
Batman had not hesitated even slightly when his apparent daughter
had appeared before him. Even as she had started slightly and said in
a voice oddly reminiscent of Catwoman's,"Daddy?" he had been pulling out
a batarang and moving forward, swinging quickly and smashing it into her
neck, exposing first flesh and blood, then underneath wires and circuits.
"Oracle was fooled by the DNA test at first," Batman said, stepping
forward as well so that he was only inches from Dominic,"Reported that
the DNA was from my family, which I knew was your intended way of getting
me off your track. But she continued to study it long after she reported
it to me, getting help from The Atom as well as Steel to follow up on a
lead she had."
"They found out the truth," muttered Dominic, not questioning but
stating a fact.
"Yes, she doesn't have blood, she had genanites in a liquid
format which invaded Oracle's computers and presented false information,
making her think this new Huntress was in some way related to me... it
was a good gambit, but it failed."
"It doesn't matter," replied Dominic, staring directly into the
mirrored lenses covering The Dark Knight's eyes,"You have no way of
stopping me, despite your incredible brain and unsurpassed fighting
ability, this is one time that won't be enough. I'm a child of Hell,
Batman, you can't begin to comprehend the powers I have at my command...
and I can assure you, I won't be beaten by an unknown weakness found at
the last moment like you found with the Pale Martians. Mine is the
experience of countless eons, I have outfought and outsmarted The Dark
Angel himself before."
"You're wrong," replied Batman, not backing away from Dominic's
penetrating gaze,"In fact, I have the means to defeat you in my right hand
at this very moment."
"HA!" laughed Dominic, not moving his gaze slightly, holding
level with The Dark Knight,"Do you think you can intimidate me!?! I am
not some common street thug! I am not just any supervillian! I am The
First and Only Born Child OF HELL!"
Batman didn't reply, he just stood face to face with Dominic,
not shifting his gaze, his face expressionless. At his sides both hands
were clenched into tight fists, the left holding the batarang, the right
holding perhaps something, perhaps nothing.
"Perhaps you mean Johnny Thunderbolt's pen?" laughed Dominic,"I
can assure you, that won't help you at all, I am more than capable of
dealing in 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 or more dimensions if I have to."
Batman didn't reply.
"I'm not scared of you," Dominic whispered, his face so close it
was almost touching Batman's.
Batman did not reply.
Dominic's forehead was covered in a light sheen of sweat that
betrayed his desperate efforts to keep calm. Impossibly he felt his
eyes starting to stray down towards Batman's right side, towards the
clenched fist that supposedly held the means of his destruction.
Hundreds had underestimated Batman before because he was just a
man, and they had all failed because of that. Could he afford
his arrogance? Or would it be his undoing.
Unbidden, his eyes drifted to Batman's right side... and Batman's
left fist, holding tightly to the batarang, smashed into Dominic's face
hard.
As the shocked mastermind staggered back, he hit the remains of
The 2nd Huntress and fell back onto his ass. Even before he hit, Batman
had thrown the batarang at the sleeper tube up on the Observation Platform
and was pulling loose the grappling gun on his belt. He fired it, smashing
it into the opaque glass in the tube before retracting the cord, which
tore away the glass.
He'd taken a huge risk, knowing that breaking the tube open without
removing Dick's mind from the computerlink inside could leave him braindead,
but knowing the alternative was worst.
Dominic sat on his ass, clutching his bloody nose in disbelief
as he stared up at the sleeper-tube.
Inside the tube, a faceless mannequin was now visible, small cords
attached to it.
A small smile crossed Batman's face, Dominic had been bluffing,
Dick was safe, at least for the moment.
"So," he said, stepping up beside Dominic,"Why not explain to
me why a man who has outthought and, indeed, outfought Lucifer himself
would be scared of me?"
Dominic moved so fast that even Batman was taken by surprise,
and before he knew it he was slammed against the hard wall, which was
becoming transparent and now looked to be more of a steel grid than an
old, wooden wall.
Dominic's face, bloody and battered, came up hard against his
own, his breath, hot and fetid and stinking of sulfur washed over Batman's
skin.
"I AM NOT SCARED OF YOU!" roared Dominic, pressing Batman hard
against the steel grill. The facade of a Japanese Training Gym was
gone now, and they stood on a steel fence walkway over rushing water,
which led to a large observation platform where Batman could groggily
make out WonderWoman bent over Superman, doing something to him. His
mind raced, wondering how the illusions had worked, had they been solid
enough to move around on or had their minds been fooled so that they
only ever walked about on solid ground.
"Really?" asked Batman, and a smile crossed his face,"Then I
guess this is a good impression."
"I'M NOT SCARED OF YOU, YOU BASTARD!!!!" screamed Dominic,
thumping The Dark Knight hard against the handrail several times,"I
AM NOT FUCKING SCARED OF YOU!"
He leaned so close that his forehead was up hard against Batman's
cowl and growled the next words in a low whisper.
"I am The First Born Son Of Hell, I am going to corrupt each and
every soul on this planet, Dark Knight, and I am going to let you watch
me do it. I will destroy everything good about this miserable planet,
I will take away their hopes and their dreams, hell! when I rule in hell
I won't even let them dream... it'll be an eternity of misery for them,
working under me! I am not scared of anyone, especially not you, dammit!
I scare Neron himself! Do you really think I could be defeated by the
likes of you!?!"
Incredibly, unbelievably, Batman smiled.
"What! WHAT!?!" screamed Dominic, shaking The Caped Crusader.
"You just let me know your weakness," chuckled Batman,
and suddenly he was gripping the handrail, propelling himself backwards
by pushing his feet hard against Dominic's legs.
In front of Dominic's unbelieving eyes, Batman backflipped over
the rail and let himself drop into the rushing waters.
"NO!" he screamed, lunging forward and uselessly flinging his
arm over the rail, reaching for the black caped figure, knowing it was
too late.
He saw Batman hit the raging waters and disappear immediately
as the charging, flowing water rushed away.
"NOOOOOO!!!!!!!" screamed Dominic in fury, and beneath his clenched
fists, the guardrail melted away to nothing.
-
"Wh.. what's going on? Diana?" gasped Superman, struggling to
raise his head.
WonderWoman was crouching beside Green Lantern, making sure that
he was truly unconscious. She stood up as she heard Superman speak and
turned to face him, smiling.
"Clean up crew to Observation Platform 4," she said, seemingly
to nobody,"Prep and place subjects in Sleeper Tubes, begin indoctrination
process."
"No, Diana," gasped Superman, struggling to sit up. He was very
unaccustomed to being so tired, and wasn't sure how long it was supposed
to last, as he had no frame of reference. Before, no matter how grievous
the injury, his body had quickly healed due to his absorption of the
Sun's rays,"You can't let that happened, you have to listen to me, you're
not yourself."
"No?" asked WonderWoman, grinning,"Well, that's not exactly true,
is it. I'm still me, just from a different point of view."
She sauntered forward, a grin on her face as she moved her hips
suggestively, knowing that Superman would notice, because Dominic had
told her he would.
Indeed, The Man Of Steel found his eyes lingering over her body,
more aware than usual of just how much skin the costume actually showed.
With incredible effort he forced the thought from his head, and
concentrated on trying to stand up, but he was still incapable of anything
more than twitching his arms and legs and moving his head.
"Poor Superman," chuckled WonderWoman, lowering herself to her
knees at his side. She trailed a finger over his chest and sighed,"So
hard, so strong, do you realize the affect you have on woman, Superman?"
"Wh.. what?" he gasped, struggling to pull away, not liking the
feelings and images rushing through his brain just at her touch.
"Remember when we first met?" she said,"The next time we met you
kissed me, it was the most intense, passionate kiss I've ever had, although
I must admit I don't have THAT much experience. You told me you hadn't
been able to stop thinking about me, and I admitted the same, but we
decided to keep our relationship purely platonic, for the good of both
our secret identities and our working relationship in The JLA."
She leaned forward, her face directly above hers. He stared in
confused longing at her beautiful face, and fought back a strong desire
to lift his head and kiss her, to touch his lips to her beautiful, soft
ones.
- What's wrong with me!?! - his mind cried.
"What a fucking stupid idea that was," she said, and reached
between his legs, squeezing his cock underneath his tights.
"Diana! What are you doing?" cried Superman.
"Shhh, you'll like this," chuckled WonderWoman, lightly stroking
his already half-erect member through the material of his costume,"Trust
me, a woman knows."
"Diana, stop this madness," he gasped, struggling against his
conflicting emotions. What was happening here was wrong, and he knew
that WonderWoman was being mindcontrolled, but the feel of her hands
against his crotch, coupled with the strong attraction he'd felt for her
so long ago that was now rekindled, was driving him to distraction.
"Madness?" she asked, smiling, rubbing his crotch which was
becoming considerably stiffer,"What is madness, Superman, is repressing
our natural desires. I want you, you want me, why should we fight it?"
"That's not true," he gasped, making a herculean effort to sit
up and failing miserably. This weakness was unfamiliar to him, but he
had to fight it.
"Not true?" she laughed, and reached up with her hand, sliding a
finger between her cleavage, gripping her chestguard. Before his startled
eyes, WonderWoman pulled the golden eagle which doubled as a WW sign down,
exposing her incredibly large, sexy breasts,"Are you telling me this
doesn't turn you on?"
His eyes were focused directly in on her magnificent breasts, and
he visibly gulped. He was unable to take his eyes of her magnificent
orbs of tit-flesh and lewd thoughts flooded his mind, excitedly crying
out for him to grasp them, fondle them, suck and chew on her nipples, maul
her tits, fuck them, screw them.
"Just agree to fuck me, Superman," she said with a giggle,"And
your strength will come back, your body will be yours again, and you and
me can finally just throw all this nobility bullshit out the window and
be animals."
"I... I can't do that, Wo...."
"Diana, it's always been Diana for you, Clark," she chuckled, and
lifted one of his weak hands up to her breast, pressing it against the
warm titflesh,"Do you like that?"
- YESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYES!!!! - his mind
cried, but he managed to shake his head, if only just
perceptibly.
"You do, I know you do," she laughed, and leaned over him, kissing
his lightly on the lips. Despite himself, Superman returned the kiss, and
felt a wild passion drive through his body, filling him with fire, his
strength returning fully.
He sat up roughly, one hand still on her breast while the other
encircled her waist. He fully intended to thrust her from him, then find
Dominic and force him to reverse the insane conditioning he had placed on
her mind, but something about the way she submissively allowed him to
manhandle her, keeping her lips pressed to his, drove all that from his
mind.
She broke away finally, her face aglow, flushed with incredible
eroticism. His last fading resistance was torn away by that look, all
thoughts of nobility, resistance, Dominic, Batman and even Lois, his wife,
were gone.
He kissed her.
Huntress had been listening to the strange conversation between
Superman and WonderWoman, wishing she could turn about to see what was
going on.
When WonderWoman called Superman Clark she made note of it almost
subconsciously, to be pondered on later. She already knew WonderWoman's
real name was Diana, The Amazon making no secret of it after all, but
she had never heard Superman referred to by any other name than
occasionally Kal El. She hadn't even considered what his secret identity
might be until being taken to his home earlier that morning by Batman.
Now things had become quiet, the talk had finished, and she could
hear moans and rustles... had the impossible happened, had Superman been
corrupted by Dominic, with the able assistance of WonderWoman?
She attempted to turn her head, and was surprised when she did so
easily. Taking a gamble, she turned about, facing the two JLA'ers. It
seemed that while she might be trapped in this corner, she still had full
freedom of movement.
Her eyes grew wide behind her eyemask as she took in the sight
before her. Superman sat on the floor, legs crossed in front of him, his
arms braced behind him to hold him up. WonderWoman, meanwhile, had pulled
down her chestplate, exposing her large breasts. She was on all fours, her
head above Superman's lap, bobbing up and down.
- Oh my.... - Huntress' mind gasped, - Is WonderWoman... going down
on Superman? -
Indeed, Superman had ripped his blue tights from just under his
waist and pulled them, along with the ridiculous red underwear he wore over
them, down over his thighs. His cock, which she remembered from this
morning when they'd 'saved' him from Maxima, was pointing directly at
Diana's head, and before Huntress' shocked eyes, The Amazon was indeed
going down on The Man Of Steel.
WonderWoman's eyes were closed, submitting happily to Superman as
she accepted his cock into her mouth, enjoying the feel of his hard,
slippery meat throbbing between her lips. He moved his hips up and down
slightly beneath her, sliding the full length of his cock between her
lips, deep into her throat.
"Ahhh yes, Diana," he moaned, all his resistance gone now, reveling
in having his cock sucked by an Amazon,"Do it, suck my cock, it feels so
good."
Diana relaxed the muscles of her throat and allowed just the tip
to penetrate, sucking first lightly, then heavily. She then began to
lower her mouth down slowly, inch by inch, until she managed to get all of
his large, thick cock into her oral orifice.
The Man Of Steel longed to start to deep-throat The Amazon's eager
mouth, but retained enough presence of mind to recognize that despite her
powerful body, if he just let go and fucked her hard, he could do her
serious damage.
As he lowered his head back and let out a groan of happiness, Diana
pulled her lips back up over his shaft, leaving just the engorged head of
his cock inside. She sucked on his cocktip momentarily, then began to
licked all over his head lustfully, darting her pink tongue out and over
his cockhead. WonderWoman's own crotch was on fire and she longed to
reach between her legs and jack herself off madly, but resisted for now,
knowing that there would be something that could stoke, then finally quench
the fire in her lap soon enough.
As Diana's tight, hot lips moved up and down on his cock, Superman
could feel the cum rising in his balls.
"Yes, oh yes!" he cried as Diana increased the suction of her
lips around his cockshaft, a part of her willing to forego straight sex just
fore the feel of Superman's hot sperm spurting up against the back of her
throat.
Superman began to lose control, humping up into WonderWoman's
mouth with reckless, lusty abandon. Realizing that he was almost ready to
cum, WonderWoman pulled her mouth up off of his cock and moved back a
couple of yards, getting to her feet.
"Wha!" he cried, fearing that she had changed her mind and no
longer wanted sex with him.
"Relax, Clark," she chuckled, and before his startled eyes, began
to strip off her costume. His eyes crawled greedily over her body as
she pulled the one piece costume over her flat, toned waist, past her
curved hips and down her sexy thighs so that it dropped to her ankles.
His eyes zeroed in on her bald pussy and she smiled, loving the effect that
she was having on him as she stood before him, naked as the day her mother
had sculpted her.
Huntress was also unable to take her eyes off of WonderWoman's
body, naked except for her red and white boots, metal bracelets and golden
tiara. Watching the noble and powerful Amazon on all fours, swaying her
magnificent ass about while sucking on Superman's cock had had a strange
effect on Huntress which had left her sweating uncomfortably beneath her
form fitting costume.
Only a day earlier she had been overcome by similar feelings and
fucked another woman who claimed to be the real Huntress, and now she
couldn't help but wonder if this wasn't another part of the control that
Dominic had unexpectedly been able to exert over her body.
She watched now, inwardly groaning to herself, her body crying
out in unmistakable need, as Superman stood up and peeled off his boots
and the torn blue tights, leaving him wearing just his familiar blue
top with the yellow and red S insignia. His cape was pulled off moments
later and dropped to the ground beside him, and then he moved over to
WonderWoman, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her close to
him.
Diana moaned happily as she felt his hard cock press against
her belly and her breasts squash against his strong, hard chest. They
kissed again, passionately, tongues entwining against each other as they
gave vent to their passions.
The Man Of Steel lowered The Amazon Avenger to the smooth marble
floor, sitting on his knees between Wonderwoman's spread legs. She grinned
at him as he took his cock in hand and moved forward, pushing it between
her pink, parted pussylips. She sighed happily, finally feeling the
penis of the man she had always secretly lusted after between her cuntlips,
and she had to fight the need to thrust her hips forward and impale herself
upon his member.
Superman, showing his own considerable willpower, chose to tease
and arouse WonderWoman a little first, and rather than just plunge into
her, he began to rub his fat, bulbous cockhead up and down the lightly
glistening crevice of her snatch.
She moaned and cried out, feeling the small penetration and wanting
more, wanting all of him inside of her. Instead he just slid his cock
up and down between her shaven, bald cuntlips.
And then he did as he had always longed, pushing forward and
burying his cock to the hilt in her juicy cunthole, plunging his meat down
into WonderWoman's cunt, pressing his pelvis bone against her
hot, throbbing clitoris.
Superman's hard, purple cockhead pulled back, then slammed back
into her slick, juicy cunt. WonderWoman could feel her pussy pulsing in
lustful need, lubricating her insides as her hips moved around beneath
The Man Of Steel's lustful, fucking prick.
The Amazon could stand it any longer, the feel of Clark's cock
sliding in and out at differing angle between her pink, bald-lipped slit
was too much for her. She threw back her head, eyes squeezed tightly
shut and screamed out her need.
"Do it, Clark! Fuck me!" she squealed in excitement,"I need it, I
want it, fuck me! FUCK ME!"
She squealed out again as his cock sunk balls deep into her snug,
tight little fuckhole, and she thrust her own hips up against
his, contracting her rounded, curved asscheeks on the cool surface of the
marble floor.
Superman marveled at the tightness of her cunt, her strong
muscles making her an even tighter fit than Lois'. At the thought of his
wife he felt a momentary flush of guilt, but it was soon forgotten as
Diana clenched her cuntlips around his cock and screamed out his name in
passion, as he'd always longed to hear her.
The Amazon was writhing and twisting about beneath him, crying
out with each stab of his cock into her oily slit, the intense heat of
cunt so delicious around his large cock.
His gaze had alternated between her lust contorted face, her
bouncing breasts and her cock-stuffed cunt, but now they centered in on her
firm, round tits bouncing crazily about beneath him.
Even as he continued to slam his prick deeply into the Amazon's
cunt, he leaned down and caught one bouncing, jumping tit into his mouth
and began sucking and chewing lightly on WonderWoman's hard, pink nipple.
Huntress had been unable to tear her gaze away from the two
copulating Superheroes, and her own need and desires had risen with each
and every thrust of The Man Of Tomorrow's cock into The Amazon Avenger's
cunt.
The sweat pouring down her face and body was as much from her
efforts to resist her desires as from the desires themselves. As her
cunt clenched and demanded attention and her nipples swelled up painfully
erect under her tight costume. Her clitoris throbbed in desperate need
and she longed to tear her costume away and thrust her hand between her
thighs, jerking herself off to blessed relief.
Her mind snapped at last under the pressure, despite all the
calming exercises taught to her by Batman, nothing could stop the intense
desire flooding up in her body. Not removing her eyes from the two
incredibly powerful beings fucking like animals before her, she reached
up and unclasped her cape, letting it fall to the ground. Then she grabbed
her collar and pulled and tugged at it, stretching the fabric to it's
furtherest extension so that she could pull it off. She stood now in bra
and panties, and in impatient need, she tore them away, exposing her firm
breasts and the thin rectangle of pubic hair above her shaven cuntlips.
"Oh fuck!" she groaned, thrusting her hands between her thighs and
moaning in happy release at last. If felt so good to just let go, to
give in to her desires and let her physical need overtake all other
considerations.
She jerked and twisted her hands around in her lap, plunging
two fingers in and out of her cunt as she ground another against her
erect clitoris.
Meanwhile, as one of Gotham's dark protectors masturbated herself
with a vengeance, WonderWoman lay on her back, her head thrust back and
crying out in intense satisfaction as Superman's cock slammed up harder
and faster into her cunt. His cockshaft was intensely hot against the
walls of her vagina, each thrust in and out of her sending tingles of
erotic sensation to all parts of her body, in particular her breasts, which
he sucked and kneaded under his hands.
The desperate need on her face was not lost on Superman, he
knew she wanted to cum, and he was more than happy to oblige her. He
pulled his hips back as far as he could before slamming forward, pressing
them against her grinding cunt with but a fraction of his incredible
strength, nonetheless enough to drive her wild.
End Part 16 Of 25.
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