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"I�m sorry, Mister Thor, but your card has been declined."
"What?"
Now that he had forsaken the Asgardian throne and chosen to live on Midgard, or Earth as the natives called it, Thor had learned to appreciate this strange world. Helping him acclimate were his human lover Jane Foster, her friends and his fellow Avengers.
Fortunately, there had been no events requiring the Avengers since the Chitauri invasion. Loki was imprisoned for life in Asgard and his mind controlling scepter was being studied by S.H.I.E.L.D. The Convergence concerned him, but it came and went without incident. Even Erik Selvig�s kidnapping before the Convergence began came to naught, as he was released soon after it ended. He had no memory of what had happened to him during that period or who his kidnappers were, but he had not been harmed in any way.
With advice from his fellow Avengers, he was going shopping for clothes appropriate for daily life. S.H.I.E.L.D. had gotten him his own magical device called a �credit card�. When he went to a store and saw a thing he desired, he gave the card to a worker and the thing was his. Truly this world had marvels unlike any he had ever known.
But now for some reason, the card no longer worked. Perhaps its magic had run out and needed to be recharged. He had not been told that this could happen.
Before he could say anything else, he felt the vibration of his telephone, also provided by S.H.I.E.L.D. He pulled it out of his pocket, pressed the button to talk and said, "Hello?"
"This is S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Charles Atanasio. We apologize for your card not working. It appears there may be some damage to it."
"I see no damage."
"It might not be visible. Possibly the chip was demagnetized. We�d be happy to get you another card immediately. There�s an electronics store about 5 blocks north of your current location that we run. You can be in and out with a new card in a few minutes and you can get back to shopping. We�ll send a car."
"No need. The day is glorious and a walk would be invigorating. Tell me where this store is of which you speak."
The agent gave him directions and shortly Thor arrived at the store. The bespectacled clerk behind the counter, with the nametag �Clark�, looked him up and down. His gaze lingered below Thor�s waist a few seconds. Smiling, he pointed to a door in the back. "If you could go through there, sir, your new card is almost ready."
On the other side was a small elevator. "Typical S.H.I.E.L.D. secrecy." He chuckled. Ironic that his brother Loki was at such odds with them, since they had much in common in their outlook on life.
A few seconds after the descent began, there was a blinding flash from the ceiling. When his vision cleared, the elevator had stopped.
The door opened and the sight before him was not what he had expected. It was a large opulent room with blue velvet curtains trimmed in gold covering the wall. A red carpet stretched across a marble floor from just in front of him to a dais at the far end. A circle of light several feet wide was on the carpet a few yards before it. On top of the dais was a large highbacked wooden chair with a blue cushioned back and seat.
Realization struck. "A throne room?"
"Got it in one. And people say blondes are airheads."
A young man came around from behind the throne. He was tall, tanned, with dark wavy hair almost reaching his shoulders. An ornate dark purple robe hemmed in gold covered him, tied at the waist with a simple gold cord. It ended several inches above the ground, revealing that he was barefoot.
"So nice that you�re dressed for the occasion now."
Looking down, he saw that he was no longer wearing his Earth clothes. Instead, he had on his traditional Asgardian attire, including a long red cape.
The man, now sitting on the throne, said, "Welcome, Thor Odinson, prince of Asgard and god of thunder. Kneel before Zod! Sorry, wrong universe. Art thou ready to kneel and swear fealty unto your lord and master, Avery Trammel? That�s me, by the way"
"You are not my lord and master. I have fealty only to my father Odin."
"You say that now, but that�ll be changing very soon. Like the place? I set it up especially for you. Respect, you know? Plus, I love a touch of the dramatic. A bit of zany madcap humor appeals to me, too. For example. Oh Captain!"
Another man appeared from behind the throne. This one Thor recognized. It was his fellow Avenger Steve Rogers, known as Captain America. He was wearing a version of his normal costume. However, the top was mesh, allowing much of his prodigious physique to be displayed. Instead of pants, he had on bright turquoise shorts that barely went past the crotch.
"So, what do you think of the new uniform? I�m fond of the Daisy Dukes particularly. How about you, Cap?"
"I love it. The more of me you can see, master, the happier I am."
"Enough of this." Thor stalked towards the throne. "I will take you both back to the Avengers headquarters. You," he said, looking at Trammel, "will answer for what you have done to Rogers, who shall be freed from your vile sorcery."
When he entered the light circle, Trammel said, "Stop right there."
Thor halted. "What is this? Why can I not get closer?"
"Let�s call it the obedience ray. While it shines on you, you will do whatever I say, believe and feel whatever I tell you. For example, you will not leave the circle unless I say so, and you can cause no harm to me or Cap. You will also tell me only the truth. When I ask if you understand and you do, you will say �O supreme one, I hear and obey.�"
"Never shall I do such thing."
"Think again. Did you understand what I just told you?"
"O supreme one, I hear and obey. No!"
"Yes! Now say �I am your vassal slave. I abase myself before you. Use me in any way you deem fit, my lord.�. Do you understand?"
"O supreme one, I hear and obey. I am your vassal slave. I abase myself before you. Use me in any way you deem fit my lord. Cease this! I shall never be your slave. Rather would I die first. I shall be free!" Thor reached out to his side with his right hand.
"You�re trying to summon the hammer, aren�t you? I could stop you, but I won�t. It�ll prove a point. Bring Mj�lnir to you, I double dog dare you."
Minutes passed, with no sign of Thor�s mystic weapon. "That�s enough. Put your arm down and don�t try bringing the hammer to you again. It�s a waste of time anyway. You see, we�re in a dimension far away from it. You know of such things, of course, since you are from a different plane of existence and have visited several. But you�ve never been this distant from your home before. Basically, Mjolnir can�t even hear you. I think of everything. Isn�t that right, Cap?"
"It is. You don�t have a chance. But soon you�ll be like me. You won�t just be saying you�ll obey him. You�ll actually want to, more than anything else you�ve ever wanted," Rogers said, gazing adoringly at Trammel.
"Are you getting a clue yet? How about another demonstration? I want a muscle preview. Do a left bicep curl."
Thor�s left arm shot up and flexed.
"Wow, that�s gigantic! Enough for now. Down again." Thor�s arm fell to his side. "I�m about ready to see all your muscles. Especially the one between your legs. Clich�d, maybe, but I can�t resist a bit of stereotypical villainy, me."
"When I snap my fingers," Trammel stopped and laughed. "Sorry, sorry, you wouldn�t get the joke. Actually, it�s not going to happen since I got rid of the scepter. Anyway, where was I? Ah yes. When I snap my fingers, you will take off all your clothes and kneel. The more naked you get, the more your lust will increase. Your lust for men. Your desire for women will decrease as well. You will also feel greater and greater lust and love for me.
"After you get totally naked, those feelings will keep intensifying. Eventually, you will lose all interest in having sex with women. You will want to be filled with cock. In your mouth or up your ass or preferably both. When that happens, you will say �Cock, cock, give to me cock, I must have cock within me�. You won�t be able to cum unless I say you can, however. Do you understand."
"O supreme one, I hear and obey," Thor said, scowling.
"Your feelings for me will grow greater and greater until you are willing to do anything for me. For example, can you think of doing anything worse than killing your parents?"
"No! I could never do such a thing"
"That�s what you think now. When your love and lust for me reaches the point where you would be happy to kill your own parents if I asked you, then cry out, �I am ready to swear fealty to you, my lord and master.� Do you understand?"
"O supreme one, I hear and obey. No, it shall not be!"
"Au contraire, it shall, it shall. Boots off first, then tear off everything else. Here we go." Trammel snapped his fingers.
Thor kicked away his boots, then pulled off his cape, letting it swirl down. He ripped his breastplate off, clanging onto the floor. He shredded his tunic and stripped off his pants He stood before Trammel, naked and sweaty and erect.
"Now that�s what I call a god. Alright, THOMAS, showtime."
All the curtains retracted upwards, revealing the walls were mirrored from floor to ceiling.
"Perfect. Now I can see everything, from all angles. So, Blondie, how big is your dick?"
"Eight inches."
"What do you know, Steve? His tits are bigger, but you�ve got over an inch on him in the manhood department. That ass, though, is truly godly. I�d say twice as big as yours. Am I right, THOMAS?"
"Not quite. 72.37 percent bigger."
"Pretty close, though. And not so massive that you can�t get your dick inside. By the way, have you ever had any sexual experiences with another guy?"
"When I was young, Loki and I would play with each other."
"Sucking?"
"Yes."
"Each other?"
"Yes."
"Fucking?"
"No."
"You have had your dick sucked by women?"
"Yes."
"How many?"
"I have lost count."
"How do you feel, looking at me and your fellow Avenger?"
"I feel, I feel, greatly aroused." It was true.
"Well, Steve, I did make you a promise after our first time together. Start at the front. Thor, you will use all that vast experience of getting blowjobs to give your teammate the best one possible. Do you understand?"
"O supreme one, I hear and obey."
"You heard the god. Have at."
Rogers� top came off like it was made out of spiderwebs. He ripped off his shorts, which were tear-away like a male stripper�s. He strode closer until his cock was in Thor�s face. Without a word, Thor opened his mouth wide. Rogers continued forward, more of him filling the Asgardian�s hungering mouth. Halfway in, Rogers stopped. "Go ahead, do me like you did your brother."
Thor closed his mouth, sucking and bobbing up and down on Rogers. His cock was larger than Loki�s. Longer and thicker, smoother and not veiny. And the taste, clean as he expected the cock of America�s greatest hero to be. The precum, it was salty but not overly so. It was, in a word, delicious.
He remembered all the women he had bedded over the centuries. Remembered, and one by one, the desire for each slipped out of his mind. Finally, there was only Jane Foster, his most recent love. She was bright, so much brighter than most of the women he had been with. He could talk to her about ideas and concepts that few humans could understand, even though he still had to put them in a way that someone who had not been educated as he had could comprehend. Yet like the others, the memory of his feelings for her faded away as well.
Now the men he knew filled his thoughts. Strong men, handsome men. Like Loki. Like Fandral the Dashing, with his hair neatly coiffed or long and shaggy as well as his goatee trimmed or grown out. Like the wisecracking Tony Stark. Like the lithe archer Hawkeye. Like Steve Rogers, whose luscious cock he was now sucking with abandon.
More than any, though, like Avery Trammel. He wanted, needed, to submit completely to him. Thor knew it was wrong. But that wrongness was sinking, being buried, drowning in the desire for Trammel and all the others. So very many others.
Cock. He imagined all those men, naked, their cocks hard and throbbing. Throbbing to fill him.
Thor let Rogers out of his mouth long enough to say, "Cock, cock, give to me cock, I must have cock within me."
Trammel smiled. the Asgardian�s mind had already been reprogrammed to be his slave. He could have simply been ordered to do anything and Thor would have complied immediately.
But Trammel liked playing out the transformation. Since it had all been done while Thor was unconscious, he had THOMAS suppress any conscious knowledge that he had been changed.
The change had begun almost two weeks ago. When Thor had been in the elevator, the flash stunned him, blanking his mind. He was transported to another parallel Earth beyond the vision of Heimdall. Using the neural neutralizer he had obtained from a Star Trek universe, upgraded with various technologies he had gotten since, he kept the god of thunder in an empty mental state. THOMAS studied his brain and found it similar to human and alien brains it had examined over the years. The reprogramming process had to only be minorly modified. After extensive testing, THOMAS determined that Thor was completely enslaved.
After that, Trammel had a scenario implanted in the Asgardian�s mind. As far as Thor was concerned, the flash in the elevator was brief and little time had passed until he entered the throne room. So far, the scenario was playing out beautifully.
"How�s Point Break doing?" Trammel asked Rogers, using one of the nicknames that Stark had given to Thor.
"Fantastic. Really, fantastic. For someone who�s a relative newcomer doing this, it�s all I can do not to fill his mouth right now."
"If that�s the case, then why don�t you? Save some, though, since you�ve got other holes to fill."
"Not a problem." Trammel had not allowed himself or Rogers any sexual release for several days. He wanted to make sure there was an abundant supply for this event.
"You will drink every drop of what comes from Steve�s cock. It will taste better than anything you�ve ever had. Do you understand?"
Thor stopped his sucking for a moment so he could say, "O supreme one, I hear and obey."
Rogers gripped Thor�s head tightly and groaned. He gushed into the Asgardian�s mouth like a high-pressure fire hose. Thor�s tongue felt the strong pulsing on the underside of Rogers� cock. Little by little it diminished.
Most of Roger�s cum went straight down his throat. What stayed in his mouth was truly succulent, better than the finest ambrosia in Asgard. He started sucked again, hoping to get more of the exquisite emissions.
"Stop, stop." Rogers stepped back, Thor reluctantly releasing him.
"It seems you not only want cocks, but what you can get from them."
"Yes, I want more of Rogers� heavenly nectar."
"If you liked his, you�ll find mine is even more mouthwatering. Time to give you a sample."
Trammel stood and untied the robe, letting it fall to the floor. Naked, his body was somewhere between a swimmer�s and a bodybuilder�s. It was nowhere near as muscular as either of the superheroes.
Yet to Thor, it was the most wondrous body he had ever seen. His lord-to-be�s cock was long and thick and dripping with precum.
His lord-to-be? Yes, he was already thinking of him as his lord-to-be. He was so close to complete submission. Why was he still challenging the obvious? He needed his lord-to-be�s cock inside him now. Let that batter down the last barrier to belonging to him utterly.
"Now to fulfill the rest of that promise. Thor, you are a beast. On your hands and knees like one. Steve, you know where to go. I know what Goldilocks wants now, and it ain�t a bowl of porridge. Let�s continue breaking in our wild stallion."
Thor�s cock, harder than it had ever been in his very long life, was parallel to the floor once he assumed his commanded position.
�Cock, cock, give to me cock," the god of thunder bellowed. "I must have cock within me now�.
"Since you asked so nicely, we�ll be happy to oblige. Relax your asshole so your friend can fuck you without resistance. Steve, don�t go easy on him. If anyone can take it, it�s him. Besides, he needs to learn his place as the plaything he�ll become."
"If you say so." Rogers knelt and sunk his cock fully into Thor without hesitation. Thor yelled from the unexpected pain, but that was swiftly cut off by Trammel stuffing his own cock in Thor�s mouth.
The taste of his lord-to-be�s precum was headier than Roger�s actual cum. He focused all his attention on getting the precious nectar from his lord. He soon realized that he was no longer in pain. The sensations arising from Rogers� fucking were nearly as satisfying as what was happening in his mouth. He started pushing back against Rogers. In a short time, neither Trammel nor Rogers needed to move much. Thor was doing all the work consuming both of them.
"I know I said you could fuck him, but how does it feel, him fucking himself on you?"
"Even more fantastic than when he was sucking me. Thank you, thank you so much for this."
"You are so welcome. Tell me when you�re ready to cum again."
"It�s going to be soon; I can tell you that. Fucking a god is much hotter than I ever imagined."
"I can imagine. Well, I won�t have to imagine soon enough either. Just make sure you still have some left when you go up front again."
What Trammel said barely registered, but Thor heard. His lord-to-be was going to fuck him? Truly this was a most amazing day.
Thor continued doing all he could to please both the men inside him. When Rogers started fucking him hard again, he knew what was next.
"I�m ready. Can I, please?"
"Certainly. Be like Elsa. Just let it go."
Rogers groaned again as he pumped copious quantities of Captain cum in the Asgardian�s willing ass. Thor moaned, feeling content in a way he never expected.
When Rogers was done, Trammel said, "Steve, pull out slowly, go and clean off your dick and then get back here. Blondie, keep all of what he left inside you. Do you understand?"
Trammel was moving to get behind Thor, leaving his mouth free to say, "O supreme one, I hear and obey."
Complete submission still eluded him. A few slivers of contrariness remained. Perhaps his lord-to-be fucking him would be the thing that allowed him to attain that state.
"Ready, Steve?"
"All nice and clean. It�s funny, I�m not sure which end I like best."
"Well, you�ll have plenty of opportunities to sample both in the future. For now, go ahead with the front, part two. Though it�s not as though you really have to choose."
Rogers� cock quickly went into the now familiar mouth of Thor. Trammel, by contrast, unhurriedly entered Thor. Not only did he want to savor his first fucking of a deity, but also that the lubrication that allowed him to ease in was that of a superhero. Both ass and cum were comfortably warm. The ass, ably loosened by Rogers, held his cock snugly like it had been made for that purpose.
"You may be having trouble deciding which end you like best," Trammel said to Rogers, "but for me, no contest."
Sooner than before, the Asgardian was fucking himself on the two men. There, another sliver disappeared. Yes, Thor thought, begone. I wish to serve my lord-to-be completely.
"He�s kind of like a bucking bronco. You know what I do with those." Trammel grabbed some of Thor�s long flowing hair, pulling back like reins on a horse.
"The mighty Thor. All you are really is a mighty whore, whose mighty malleable mouth and mighty meaty ass will be used as I see fit. Tell me, paltry god, tell me what you are and what you�re for."
"O supreme one, I hear and obey. I am a whore. I am your whore, to use as you choose. I am almost completely yours. So close am I to that, so very, very close."
"Then let�s get rid of that �almost�. Cap, get down beside Goldilocks and give your fellow Avenger a hand." The gesture Trammel made was unmistakable. Rogers lay on the floor next to his friend and began masturbating him.
"That feels most good. Please, Rogers, use both hands." Rogers chuckled and complied. Trammel pounded the Asgardian�s ass, feeling the ultimate moment approach.
Finally, it was here. "Here it comes." Trammel added nearly as much as Rogers, unloading again and again until he was drained.
When Trammel came inside him, the final few slivers vanished as well. "I am ready to swear fealty to you, my lord and master." With that, Thor released a torrent all over the floor. Though it felt unending, it eventually ceased. He was sated, satisfied deeply and entirely.
Trammel, breathing heavily and still inside Thor, said, "That�s what I�ve been waiting to hear." Taking a few more deep breaths, he continued. "OK. Swear this oath by all that you hold dear that I am your lord and master."
"I swear this oath by all that I hold dear that you are my lord and master."
"You break all other oaths you have made, including the one to your father, Odin."
"I break all other oaths I have made, including the one to my father, Odin."
"You will obey me in every way."
"I will obey you in every way."
"To make me happy is your greatest desire."
"To make you happy is my greatest desire."
"This oath is secret, to be shared only with those I say."
"This oath is secret, to be shared only with those you say."
"You swear this oath is all-enduring and cannot be broken."
"I swear this oath is all-enduring and cannot be broken."
"Excellent. Now that we�ve got that out of the way, why don�t the two of you clean up all that cum with your tongues. The floor�s spotless otherwise, so no worries there. Steve, let him do most of the work, since it was all from him. I do want you to get some, though. You�ve fucked a god. I wanted you to get a chance to taste one, too."
"Thanks! You�re the best master a guy could have."
"Thanks back." Not that you have any comparison, Trammel thought, but he appreciated the sentiment. Looking at two of the most powerful superheroes in this universe licking the floor like dogs because he had told them, he smiled. He found it amusing that he could never quite make up his mind which was better, the sex or the obedience. Not that it mattered. He could have as much of either as he wanted.
"Once you two are done, get cleaned up and dressed. Meet me in the room behind the throne. We need to discuss my next target."
Some extra gifs of Thor that didn't fit anywhere else, but didn't want to waste
A gif of Chris exercising, because... reasons
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CAST:
Thor - Chris Hemsworth
Steve Rogers - Chris Evans
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