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1 - Metropolis
Within the tallest building in the city, the richest man in the world looked out of the top story of the immense LexCorp headquarters to observe his empire. Lex Luthor either owned a majority of the Metropolis skyscrapers, or had a controlling interest in them. There was nothing he wished for or lacked in his life. Anything he wanted was at his fingertips with a phone call or an order to his beautiful assistant.
Well, there was one thing. A companion. It was true what they said. It was lonely at the top. What good was having the world and all it's glories if there was no one to share it with? Wouldn't it be nice to have someone celebrate in his successes?
As he got older, the thought of world domination grew smaller and smaller in his mind. How many more times was he willing to have his plans thwarted by Superman or some other costumed do-gooder? Maybe it was time at last to settle down. Wouldn't it be fitting to have a son or two to leave his riches to? To carry on the Luthor name? After all, he couldn't take it all with him.
But who was worthy? At one time Lex believed it was to be the beautiful and vivacious Lois Lane. But those days were long ago and far away. No, he longed for someone more befitting of his stature in society. Someone without parallel in beauty, strength and virtue.
Of course there was only one such person that he knew of. In a pique of inspiration, Lex Luthor made a vow that he would have this person, no matter what it took. All he needed was a plan. He was good at making plans.
2 - Chicago-Months Later
Linda Danvers awoke and was immediately relieved to remember it was Spring Break. She had two whole glorious weeks to do nothing but enjoy her morning coffee, watch some television, and catch up on her reading. Maybe even catch a movie or invite her neighbor Joan over for lunch or shopping.
She would not have think about classes, term papers, or any off the wall assignments from Dr. Metzner, her Psychology Professor. And thank goodness it was relatively quiet in the Windy City lately. She almost couldn't remember the last time she put on her costume to take on some major threat to Chicago and it's surrounding suburbs. Linda almost missed being Supergirl. At times like this, she found it difficult to think about her life as the world's greatest superheroine. Usually she was too busy to see her life the way it really was. Linda was actually a bit lonely.
Of course no one would believe such a thing. They all probably thought Supergirl's life was packed with thrills and surprises. Sure, much of the time it was full of adventure, but there were the dangers and pressures that came with life as a superheroine. And when it came down to it, she also had the same normal fears and insecurities that a lot of women had. Am I doing what I was really meant to do? Will I ever find someone that I will be with forever? Will I ever be happy? Will I ever truly love someone?
As the aroma from her automatic timer coffee maker wafted into her bedroom, all these thoughts drifted away, and she leapt out of bed with the first instinct of retrieving her morning newspaper. She opened the front door and glanced up and down the deserted street to make sure no one was around to see her dash barefoot down the sidewalk and back wearing only a skimpy Lake Shore University T-shirt cut off above her flat belly and gray cotton shorts that hugged her pert and curvaceous rear. Linda blushed with equal parts of pride and embarrassment as her plump breasts jiggled under her T-Shirt.
Once in her kitchen, Linda poured a large mug of steaming java, and unfolded the Tribune on the counter in front of her. As she took the various sections apart, Linda was quickly startled by one of the headlines in the Business Section, which read:
LEXCORP IN THE MIDWEST?
The article went on in detail that the Lex Luthor owned LexCorp was about to begin a preliminary new phase of development near Midvale of all places.
"What in the world are you up to Lex?" Linda mumbled under her breath as she skimmed through the entire article with super speed. When she finished Linda slammed the paper down and sent her coffee mug flying across the counter and dented the counter top in the process.
"Damn it!" Linda exclaimed as the coffee splashed on her bare legs. Just as she was about grab a towel and clean up, the telephone rang. What next? It had better not be a telephone solicitor trying to get her to change long distance service.
Linda snatched the receiver off the cradle and groused in an angry tone, "Hello!"
"Linda?" came the voice on the other end of the line.
Linda winced when she recognized the voice of her father Fred Danvers. She immediately put on her cheeriest voice. "Hi Daddy!"
"Linda, is anything wrong?" Fred asked.
"No, it's nothing. I just spilled something," Linda informed her father. "How are you guys? How's Mom?"
"Not so good, sweetheart," Fred replied, sounding very depressed.
"What's wrong?" Linda asked, although she could already guess the answer.
"Could you come home? We need to see you."
"Is it about this LexCorp development? I just read something in the newspaper."
There was a pause, and then Fred finally replied, "Yes."
"Okay, I'll be there soon."
"Thanks, sweetheart," Fred said, now sounding slightly relieved.
"Bye Daddy."
"Bye, Princess."
Linda put the phone down feeling more anxious than ever. It appeared that this Spring Break was not going to be as restful as she had hoped. Without another second to waste, Linda cleaned up the kitchen in seconds, stuffed a backpack with some clothes and went into a hidden compartment in her closet to change into her Supergirl uniform.
Soon the young golden haired beauty stood before the full-length mirror. Her crystal blue eyes stared back at her feminine standard of perfection, resplendent in red boots, short pleated skirt and shiny crimson cape. Her plump 38D breasts pushed out the yellow and red "S" emblem on her royal blue long sleeved top. The Girl of Steel made one last adjustment of her gold belt before she left her home with such speed that anyone passing by would be unable to see her. Supergirl flew upward into the brightening morning, leaving a red and gold streak in the dawn sky.
3 - Midvale
"Mom, Dad!" Supergirl called out as she stepped into the backdoor of the home of her adopted parents Fred and Sylvia. Once she entered the kitchen and the screen door clacked shut, she changed out of her Supergirl uniform into the regular clothes in the blink of an eye. She was once again the faithful daughter Linda Danvers, returning to her childhood home. The smells brought back so many memories, just as they always did.
"In here, Linda!" Fred called from the bedroom.
Linda stepped through the doorway and found her Father standing by her Mother, who was sitting on the bed, trying her best not to appear upset as she wiped at her eyes.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Linda asked as she approached her parents.
"Oh, I'm so glad you're home!" Sylvia responded with brimming tears. She stood to embrace her beloved daughter. Linda was alarmed when her Mother began to shudder and sob.
"Mom!" Linda exclaimed with shock.
"Take it easy dear," Fred said with a comforting hand on his wife.
"They're going to take our home!" Sylvia cried.
"Who? What are you talking about?" Linda asked with increasing anxiousness.
"Calm down, dear," Fred said to his wife as he helped her back down onto the bed. All at once she closed her eyes and began to sob profusely while Linda sat next to her on the with an arm around her shoulders.
Linda looked up at her Father with a puzzled stunned, "Dad, what's going on?"
"It's all this LexCorp business. I can't believe it," Fred answered with distress and resignation. "One minute they were holding a press conference, and the next minute they're breaking ground. Your mother, her blood pressure is going through the roof. I just gave her a sedative. She needs to rest."
"Mom, lie down," Linda told her Mother and laid her back comfortably on the pillow.
"You won't let them ruin our home will you?" Sylvia asked. It appeared that the sedatives were taking effect.
"No, Mom. No one is going to ruin our home."
Sylvia smiled, and then drifted off to sleep. Linda brushed a wisp hair from her brow lovingly and then stood up to face her father. "Okay, Dad, tell me everything."
"Let's go into the kitchen," Fred told his daughter as he took her by the hand and led her out of the room. "I haven't even had my coffee yet."
Once in the kitchen father and daughter instinctively rolled into a routine that they had performed countless times through Linda's younger years. While she retrieved a filter and can of coffee, Fred filled the decanter with water and poured it into the coffee maker. She spooned the grounds into the filter and placed it into the plastic holder while he took two large mugs from the cabinet and set them on the table. Then Fred toasted some bread for himself and a pair of muffins for his daughter while she took out butter and peach preserves from the refrigerator. As the coffee bubbled and perked, cream, sugar and utensils were placed and arranged on the thick wooden table bathed with morning light from the window. All of these things were done without a word shared between father and daughter. Finally, the coffee was poured and the two sat across from one another with steaming cups and a pile of toast and muffins before them.
"Well, it all began several weeks ago," Fred began. "Some bigwigs from LexCorp showed up and announced they were planning to develop here in Midvale. They gave no indication that they had anything big planned, but this gigantic development project was approved by the Planning and Zoning Commission two weeks ago and last night at the City Council Meeting, the members voted to give it their final approval. From all indications, it appeared that a majority was going to vote it down, but then at the last minute two members changed their votes and it was approved lock stock and barrel. Next thing we know, they've got building permits and now they're breaking ground along the highway. Something is fishy about the whole mess, and I guarantee some money got passed along to fast track this whole thing."
"Why didn't you call me sooner?" Linda asked
"Because we were all assured this thing was not going to pass," Fred explained. "The whole mess burns my hide."
It hurt Linda to see her father so distressed. It hurt even more that her mother was taking so hard to the point of medication. She decided then and there that she would take matters into her own hands.
"Don't worry, Dad," Linda said getting up. "I'll take care of this."
"What are you going to do?"
Linda told her father, "First, Supergirl is going to make a visit this project, and then she's going to have a word with Lex Luthor."
Fred looked at his daughter with pride. If anyone could make this mess go away, it was Supergirl. He stood up and embraced Linda. "Be careful."
"I will," Linda said. "Take care of Mom, and don't worry about a thing."
With that, Linda left the kitchen. On her way out the front door, she peeled off her shirt, jeans and running shoes. Her red blue and yellow Supergirl costume top and skirt were already on underneath. After she tugged on her red boots and snapped her cape on, she was out the door in a flash. It only took a microsecond for her to reach the LexCorp development, and she landed in the middle of all the construction equipment. Huge graders were already cutting and leveling the broken ground. Giant cranes were unloading steel and other equipment from eighteen-wheelers. Suddenly, the door burst open from a trailer, and a burly man came running toward Supergirl with a sour look on his face.
"Damn it lady, you'd better get off my job site! If OSHA sees you without a hard hat my ass is grass!" the Superintendent growled.
Supergirl stood defiantly before him and asked, "Are you in charge here?"
"Damn right I am, and I don't care if you're Supergirl or the Sultan of Dubai, you don't come on my job site without a hard hat."
"I want all this shut down right now," Supergirl ordered in no uncertain terms.
"Are you freaking kidding me?"
"No, I'm not," Supergirl assured him.
"Look, young lady..."
"No, YOU look, I'm going to give you two choices; you either shut this job down, or I'm going to shut it down for you."
By now the entire job site had come to a stand still as all the construction workers stood to gawk at the shapely young blonde in the red and blue costume as she faced off against their boss. Supergirl was self consciously aware that every male in the vicinity was staring at her. Unaware of her amazing beauty and untapped femininity, situations like this always made her uncomfortable, and she tried her best to ignore the whistles and catcalls that were starting up.
"The only person I take orders from is Lex Luthor," the Superintendent told her.
Supergirl was angry now. "All right then, you asked for it."
The superintendent and all his men watched in awe as Supergirl went on a destructive rampage, bending cranes, crushing front-end loaders, and stacking backhoes and graders in a large stack like tinker toys, all while being careful not to injure a soul.
When she was done, she hovered above the job sight, and gave a salute to the stunned Superintendent, who stood gaping with his mouth open. After Supergirl was gone, leaving a blue and red streak in the sky, the Superintendent spoke without skipping a beat, "All right boys, let's go to lunch."
4 - Metropolis
Lex Luthor was busy on his computer reviewing reports from various LexCorp holdings when the frantic voice of his assistant came on over the intercom, "Mr. Luthor, I'm sorry I couldn't stop her..."
Suddenly the thick double doors to his expansive office burst open. Supergirl stalked in angrily, golden blonde waves of hair and red cape swirling behind her. It appeared to Luthor that she was not in a very good mood. Well, he expected this all along, and now it was time for the inevitable confrontation.
"Well, good afternoon Supergirl," Lex said casually as he looked over his appointment book. "I must say that I don't remember scheduling a meeting with you. To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?"
Supergirl was just about to light into Lex Luthor when his voluptuous assistant Marla came skittering in the office on her high heels, looking flustered. "I'm so sorry Mr. Luthor. She just went right past me without stopping!"
"That's quite all right Marla, I always have time for Supergirl," Luthor told his assistant to calm her down. "You can leave us alone now."
Marla took a deep breath and straightened the hem of her jacket. "Would you care for a beverage Miss-? Um... Supergirl?"
"No thank you," Supergirl answered, never taking her piercing blue eyes from Lex. Marla looked to Lex, who nodded patiently at her, and then Marla gave Supergirl a glaring look before she left and closed the doors behind her.
As soon as the doors clicked shut, Supergirl spoke up, "All right Lex, what is going on with that development in Midvale?"
"You mean the one you unceremoniously put a stop to? Illegally I might add."
"Nothing is going to happen until you tell me what you think you're doing."
Lex reclined in his plush office chair and folded his hands together with his index fingers pointing up. "I'm just doing what every other red-blooded businessman in America is doing. Trying to expand my holdings, create more jobs, and stimulate the economy. It's called free enterprise."
"Don't give me that bull, Lex," Supergirl exclaimed as she stepped forward in a menacing fashion. "You're up to something and I want to know exactly what it is."
Lex couldn't help but notice how beautiful Supergirl looked in her current angry state. He smirked defiantly and said, "All right, Supergirl, you've figured me out. I started that development in Midvale to get your attention."
A hundred thoughts raced through Supergirl's mind. This wasn't the first time Lex Luthor hatched some devious scheme to get her attention. But for the life of her she couldn't figure out what he was up to. She certainly didn't want to waste any time trying to guess. "All right, I'm here, spill it."
"It's very simple, actually," Lex began. "I've been thinking recently about my life, my success, and ultimately, my legacy. Believe it not, Supergirl, despite the things I've done in the past, none of it really matters once I'm gone."
Supergirl was getting impatient. "What's your point, Lex?"
Lex shook his head and grinned. "Your impetuous nature never ceases to amuse me, Supergirl."
"You're testing my patience, Lex," Supergirl said as she took his heavy desk and lifted easily out of the way.
Lex shifted uneasily in his chair. "All right, I'll get to the point. I'll be glad to put a stop to the Midvale development if you enter into an agreement with me."
Supergirl lifted an eyebrow. "An agreement? What kind of agreement?"
"Actually it's more of a contract." Lex paused a moment to gauge Supergirl's reaction. He was taking an enormous step here, and fate would determine the outcome of his next few words. Finally he told the girl of steel, "A marriage contract."
It took several seconds for Supergirl to fathom what she thought Lex had just said. "Did I just hear what I think I heard you say?"
Lex tried to put on as brave a front as he could knowing that Supergirl could break him in half if she so wished. "You heard me correctly. A marriage contract. You agree to marry me and provide me with a male heir, and I will end the Midvale Development."
Supergirl was quite a bit more than stunned, to say the least. Her mouth fell open as disbelief overcame her. Now she was more certain than ever that Lex Luthor was quite insane.
"You mean to tell me that you started that development just to get me here to agree to marry you? And have your baby?" Supergirl had to laugh to keep from screaming. "Lex, you've tried some outrageous things in your criminal life, but this..."
"I can assure you I'm quite sincere, Supergirl."
"I'm sure you are, Lex. The problem is, it will never happen." Supergirl assured him. "Not in a million years. Not if you were the last man on earth."
"Why is it so difficult to consider?" Lex asked. "I am the wealthiest man on earth. I don't have your virtues, of course, but I have other qualities. I would be loyal to you. I would provide anything your heart desired. I would love you like no one else."
Supergirl was speechless. After she was able to gather her senses, she finally spoke. "You ARE serious aren't you?"
"Quite so," Lex answered without hesitation.
Supergirl could not imagine a more horrific nightmare than the one she was in now. The thought of it astounded her. How could he even think for a moment that she would consider it? And then her adrenaline began to pump when a horrible thought entered her mind. She was so upset and angry before to realize it. Was it only a few hours ago when she awoke and read the newspaper? How did it escape her? She locked her cold blue eyes on Lex and finally asked, "How did you know about Midvale?"
"You couldn't even begin to imagine the hours, money and manpower it took to discover your secret Supergirl, or should I call you ...Linda?"
Supergirl choked and closed her eyes. It was unbelievable. The most powerful criminal in the world knew her secret identity. It was almost too much to comprehend. She wanted to reach out and crush his skull, but that would make her just like him. She thought of her adopted mother and father, and what they were going through, and weighed it against her own happiness. No, she just couldn't think straight right now.
"I would never dream of compromising your family Supergirl," Lex told her. "Just think about my offer. If you can believe that I am a changed man and desire nothing more than to be with you for the rest of my life, then this decision shouldn't be difficult."
"I need time to think," Supergirl said. She was in total despair.
"Of course," Lex said. "Marriage isn't a decision to be taken lightly. I would expect nothing less of you. I'll give you 48 hours to make your decision. All I ask is that I be given a chance. If in one year your feelings for me haven't changed, then I will give you a divorce, and we will share custody of the child. "
"And if the answer is 'no'?"
"It won't be." Lex Luthor said as he handed Supergirl a manila envelope. "Take this contract with you and look it over. I'm confident you'll make the right decision."
Supergirl looked at Lex disgustedly and snatched the contract from his hand. She gritted her teeth and flew straight through the glass of Lex Luthor's office window, shattering it into a million pieces as she flew off into the Metropolis sky. Papers began to fly around the room as the wind and aftermath of Supergirl's takeoff swirled throughout his office. The doors burst open and Marla rushed in.
"Mr. Luthor, what happened?!!" she screamed with shock as she took in the unbelievable scene.
"Calm down, Marla. Everything's under control." Lex assured his beautiful but excitable assistant. Indeed everything would be under his control very soon.
4 - The Fortress of Solitude
"Are you out of your mind?" Wonder Woman asked in disbelief when Supergirl informed her of her plans to marry Lex Luthor. The two women were face to face in confrontation as Superman stood by and looked on. Supergirl only stared at the Amazon defiantly without saying a word in response.
Wonder Woman sighed and turned to Superman. "She's your cousin. Have you tried to talk any sense into her?"
"Of course I have, but I can't get through to her." Superman replied.
Wonder Woman sighed and shook her head with disgust. "Let me get this straight. You have to marry Lex Luthor and provide him a male heir. After that, he let's you out of the marriage and in return he promises not to reveal your identity or develop anything in Midvale."
"I don't want my parents to suffer with worry," Supergirl said. "And the contract states that I will have joint custody of the child once the divorce is final."
Wonder Woman put her hands on Supergirl's shoulders. "Look, I would love more than anything to be your maid of honor, but not in this wedding. Not to Luthor."
"Then I'll ask someone else," Linda said and turned away.
Superman chimed in, "Speaking of your parents, do Fred and Sylvia know about this?"
"No! And I don't ever want them to know. That's why I asked you to give me away at the wedding instead of my father. As far as they're concerned, I'm going away to study for a year in Europe. That's about how long it will take to have the baby and settle the divorce."
Wonder Woman sighed. "Well, it looks like you've made up your mind and there's nothing we can do to change it."
"That's right."
Wonder Woman looked at Superman once more. He could only give her a look that said he had already tried everything and he was as just as disgusted as Wonder Woman was.
"Well, then, when exactly is this wedding?"
"Tomorrow in Metropolis at Hall of Justice. I insisted on that. Three o'clock."
"I'll be there," Wonder Woman said solemnly. Then she left the Fortress of Solitude as quickly as possible. She couldn't take much more of this.
Once Wonder Woman was gone, Supergirl turned to her cousin, and said, "I know you think I'm out of my mind, Kal, but I know I'm doing the right thing."
"Are you?"
"Yes. This will give me chance to watch Lex for the next year and make sure he's really not up to anything. And I've been thinking about the child. I think it will really change Lex. I have a feeling that once he sees the baby, he won't care about destroying you or anyone else."
"Are you trying to convince me or yourself?"
"Don't worry, Kal. It won't be as bad as you might think."
"I don't even want to think about it, Kara."
There was a long pause until Supergirl finally spoke once more. "Will you be there? I really want you to be there. I need you to be there."
Superman embraced his cousin and whispered, "Of course I will."
5 - The Hall of Justice
Lex looked around the vast room. An excellent turnout for his nuptials, he thought. There were far too many heroes here for his taste, but he supposed that was the price to be paid for having agreed to Supergirl's condition of holding the wedding in the headquarters of the Justice League. What a pompous bunch of do-gooders he thought. It was almost worth it, though, to behold the stunning sight of Wonder Woman as the maid of honor. For the wedding, she had worn a form-fitting soft blue dress that clung to her shapely chest and hips, and then flared out at the bottom. Next to his new bride, Wonder Woman had to be one of the most voluptuous women he had ever laid eyes on. She looked so much better out of that silly heroine outfit too. Her ebony hair fell around her shoulders in soft curly locks. The subtle shade of blush and lipstick perfectly accentuated her feminine features, and the dress did justice to her amazing curves. The only problem was that she was staring daggers at him with her piercing blue eyes. Oh, well, Lex sighed. He couldn't please everyone.
Slightly unnerved but careful not to show it, Luthor broke eye contact with the Amazon Princess and glanced over at the small group of his own guests. They were mostly sycophants, underlings, yes men and harmless hangers on from the vast LexCorp empire. A few of his servants were also there, along with some of his extended family. When he had Marla his assistant look up his relatives to send out invitations, he never expected to find so many Luthor's. But they were kept at a distance so as not to bother Lex with what would undoubtedly be pleas for jobs or loans. He exchanged a glance with his teenage nephew, Tommy. Shy, reserved, gangly, he wasn't exactly Luthor material. The lad was currently in the process of spilling punch on his tuxedo, and all Lex could do was shake his head in pity. Obviously, he was shortchanged even from the shallow end of the Luthor gene pool. Luthor soon returned his attention to Wonder Woman, who was gazing at him thoughtfully. She walked up to him with her normal authoritative suave.
"Luthor, I've been meaning to speak to you about something," Wonder Woman proclaimed haughtily. "I want to make sure Supergirl is well taken care of during her pregnancy."
"Not to worry, Wonder Woman," Lex replied with a condescending tone. "I can assure you that she will want for nothing."
"I would expect no less from you, but if she's really going to have this baby, I want to make sure someone will be around to help her," Wonder Woman replied hotly.
"Oh, I'll have an army of nannies at her beck and call," Lex assured her.
"That's not exactly what I'm taking about," Wonder Woman said. "I would like someone she knows to be there for moral support...as a friend."
"I'm sorry, but we're going to my private villa in France for a year. No strangers allowed. Especially not any intruding superheroines to distract my new bride," Lex replied with a sneer.
Wonder Woman's face fell with concern. She knew Lex would react this way. That's why she already had a backup suggestion as a compromise.
"Please Lex," Wonder Woman pleaded, "At lease let someone like Lois Lane come when the baby arrives. Let her be there for the pregnancy, especially if Supergirl might be going through a tough time in the later months. You have to know she'll feel alone and vulnerable without someone she knows there."
Lex began to say something, and then stopped. Lois Lane. That undoubtedly piqued his interest, especially with their history going back years. Yes, this could be interesting, he thought, and he was suddenly eager to agree, but he didn't want Wonder Woman to get off that easily. He looked thoughtful, pausing for a long time. Finally, he told her, "Well, I'm very hesitant about this, but if it means that much to you, why don't we make a deal, you and I?"
Wonder Woman became alarmed. That didn't sound good. She narrowed her cold blue eyes and asked, "What kind of deal?"
Luthor leaned close to Wonder Woman and began to whisper in her ear. As he spoke, the blood drained from Wonder Woman's face. When Lex was done, the Amazon stared at him with her jaws and fists clenched.
"Are you serious?" Wonder Woman asked.
"Very much so," Lex replied with a thin smile.
Wonder Woman steeled her nerves. After a long minute to ponder his offer, she finally replied in an icy tone, "You have a deal, Luthor."
Lex grinned with satisfaction. He caught the attention of his nephew Tommy, and motioned for him to come over. At first, Tommy was stunned that his uncle even acknowledged him, much less wished to speak to him. The sight of the exquisitely beautiful brunette with his uncle intimidated him even more. Tommy gulped down a breath of air, screwed his courage together and walked over to where Lex and Wonder Woman stood.
"Wonder Woman, this is my nephew Thomas Luthor," Lex introduced his nervous nephew. "Thomas, this is Wonder Woman. You've heard of her, haven't you?"
"Um, y-yes sir." Tommy could barely stammer the words out. The angry red splash of acne on his forehead almost glowed bright red. Tommy was nearly breaking out in hives.
"Pleased to meet you, Tommy," Wonder Woman said warmly, trying to disguise her disgust with Luthor.
"Excuse me, I have to speak to one of my employees," Lex informed the two and quickly excused himself, leaving Tommy to stare at his shuffling feet while Wonder Woman glared at Lex for leaving her alone with the bewildered nephew. The statuesque Amazon knew what she had to do next, and she felt a sickening sensation in the pit of her stomach. She decided she had to get this over with as quickly as possible.
"Thomas, come with me," Wonder Woman said, and gently took Tommy by the arm. She led him away from the crowded room and down one of the empty corridors of the Justice League headquarters. Then she steered the increasingly nervous teen into a small meeting room furnished with a low table, a couch and a pair of comfortable chairs.
Tommy was too tense to ask what they were doing there, and his fears intensified when Wonder Woman gestured toward the couch and ordered him, "Please sit down over there, Thomas."
The gangly teen thought he was in serious trouble, afraid that the heroine was about to take him to task for some past juvenile offense, and he nearly voided his bowels. Wonder Woman sensed how uncomfortable he was and tried to soothe his fears. As she sat next to him on the couch, she placed a hand on his shoulder and told him in a gentle voice, "Calm down, Thomas, I just want to speak to you for a minute."
"Yes, ma'am," Tommy gulped, struggling to keep as calm as possible in the presence of this awesome ideal of womanhood. Meanwhile his teenage hormones were raging and he was leaking perspiration from his forehead and temples.
"How old are you, Thomas?" Wonder Woman asked.
"Uh, seventeen," Tommy answered, suddenly unable to take his twitching eyes off of the vision before him. The slit in Wonder Woman's silky dress opened and fell away to reveal a shapely pair of primly crossed legs. Her dangling foot was fitted perfectly with a sexy high heel pump.
Wonder Woman's stomach roiled again. Not only was this a mere boy before her, but with his messy shock of greasy hair, acne cratered skin, and scrawny body, he was also unpleasant to look at as well. She doubted very seriously that he ever had a girlfriend, much less even touched a girl. As distasteful as this was, she had to live up to her part of the bargain with Lex, for Supergirl's sake if nothing else.
"Thomas, I want you to just sit back and relax," Wonder Woman commanded the bewildered teen. "Don't ask any questions or say anything. Just be still."
"Uh, yes, ma'am. What are you-?" Tommy began to ask and was immediately met with an icy stare from Wonder Woman. His mouth clamped shut. All he could do was shift around nervously on the couch while Wonder Woman sighed with resignation and began to shift the cummerbund of his tuxedo up so she could undo the clasp and zipper of his trousers. Tommy's mouth fell open in shock when he realized that Wonder Woman, the most beautiful superheroine he had ever laid his beady eyes on, was opening his pants. He had to restrain himself from pinching his thigh to see if he was really dreaming. What was she going to do to him? Did his uncle Lex have something to do with it? Then he told himself not to ask so many damn questions and be grateful that he was even in her presence.
Wonder Woman had encountered all manner of evil villains and perilous situations, but nothing prepared her for anything like this. It took a moment for her to actually steel herself for what she was about to do. With much trepidation, trying not to look at or think about what she was doing, she pulled down the waistband and reached into Tommy's briefs. When her warm fingers touched Tommy's penis, it jumped, and Tommy gasped. The Amazon could sense the spastic teen tense up, and noticed that he had shut his eyes and clenched his jaws, like he was about to take off on the world's largest roller coaster. She detected a whimper coming from him when she encircled his cock with her hand and took it out.
The Amazon groaned silently. Hera, no Amazon should ever have to demean herself like this, she thought. Not exactly sure how to manipulate the teen, Wonder Woman instinctively stroked his shaft. It seemed that her touch was inflating it like a balloon until it reached what Wonder Woman believed was an unusually large size. Knowing what she was about to do, the ebony-haired beauty massaged it for as long as she dared while bracing herself for the impending task. At last, the Amazon closed her eyes, leaned down and parted her glossy lips to envelop the head of Tommy's cock. Wincing with disgust, she slowly eased it into the warmth of her mouth.
Tommy nearly had a seizure when he felt the warm wet sensation of Wonder Woman's lips on his head of his member. It was rock hard now, harder than it had ever been during the hundreds of times he had masturbated in the past. Could anything feel as good as the incredible sensations he was currently experiencing? But this was only the beginning. He let out a pathetic groan when Wonder Woman took more and more of his shaft in her mouth. Still unnerved by this whole situation, Tommy squinted his eyes to peek down so he could prove to himself that he was not dreaming. His eyes did not fool his addled brain. Yes, the high and mighty heroine Wonder Woman was really giving him a blowjob.
Wonder Woman, never having succumbed to pleasuring a male in such a degrading way, was at a lost at what to do. Certainly she was aware of oral sex from books, magazine articles and typical female talk with other women as her alter ego Diana Prince, but those words and conversations always made her uncomfortable. The idea was repugnant to her. The closest she ever came to thinking about such things was vague daydreams elicited from the sexual tension she experienced around Steve Trevor.
She remembered one article she read with disgust in a women's magazine on the best oral sex techniques to satisfy a man. Only her curiosity allowed her to pursue the article, but after she read the first few paragraphs, she felt queasy and tossed the glossy magazine aside. All she could remember was one described technique where the tongue was used to swirl around the head of the penis, then bob up and down while the woman twisted her head to the left and right. All of this was done while using the hand to stroke up and down. It was complicated at first, but after several attempts, Wonder Woman finally got into a steady rhythm and began to work her head up and down Tommy's lap. Incredibly, the teen's cock seemed to grow even stiffer and longer than it already was, nearly gagging her as it stretched in her mouth and almost down her throat.
The experience was almost too much for Tommy to handle. His face was beet- red now and his mouth was parted and quivering, as drool threatened to spill from his wet lips. His fists were bunched into the sofa cushions. Inside his shoes, his toes were curled up tight. All he could do was sigh and moan as his brain and body were turned to mush my Wonder Woman's oral pleasuring.
Minutes ticked by, which seemed like hours to the ebony-haired princess. The Amazon didn't know how long it was supposed to take. It never occurred to her to think about what was going to happen when it was finished. Therefore, she was utterly shocked and dismayed when Tommy began to gush like a fountain inside her mouth. The panicked Amazon's eyes flew open when she felt warm streams of semen squirt out and clogged her throat, nearly choking her. She was about to raise her head up to recover when Tommy seized her by the head, and began to convulse, bucking his gangly hips upward as he unloaded thick wads of cum into Wonder Woman's full mouth. She couldn't help but gulp down the gooey fluid until she was able to grab Tommy's wrists and wrestle them free from her hair. Once she lifted her head up, the Amazon gasped for air, and was immediately splashed in the face with a thick wad of cum.
Wonder Woman grunted with disgust, and snatched the handkerchief from Tommy's breast pocket as she sat up and began wiping the mess from her face. Drops of it dribbled onto her dress, and she dabbed at it as fast as possible. It was too late. The stains were dark and very noticeable on the light blue material of her elegant gown. She glared at Tommy, who gleamed back at her with an unapologetic grin.
Something odd had come over the teen. It was as if this mind numbing experience had altered his whole being. Gone was the nervous tension and shyness. Tommy was now stiff and serious, as if he had aged ten years. While Wonder Woman straightened up, Tommy casually tucked his cock back inside his pants and zipped up. Wonder Woman looked at him with deep concern. The teen now appeared confident and disturbingly sure of himself. What bothered the Amazon more was that Tommy looked like he couldn't wait to get away and brag of this encounter with her. He was about to get up when Wonder Woman placed her hand on his chest.
"One second, young man," Wonder Woman said grimly.
"Yes?" Tommy responded. Gone was the adolescent tone and politeness. It was if Tommy had suddenly taken on the arrogant attitude of his uncle Lex Luthor. He watched as Wonder Woman reached into the folds of her dress and brought out her glimmering lasso. Before he could react, the Amazon wrapped a loop around Tommy's shoulders and encircled it around his torso, cinching it snugly. The teen felt as if the golden rope had seized his whole being, and he discovered that he could only manage to twitch in his seat.
"Listen very carefully, Thomas," Wonder Woman said to him with steely determination in her voice. "You will not tell anyone about what just happened here. The only person you can reveal this to is your uncle Lex Luthor, and no one else. Do you understand me?"
"No one else," Tommy repeated, almost hypnotically. He could not resist whatever the rope was compelling him to do.
"Go back to the reception, and pretend nothing happened."
"Yes, ma'am. I will."
Wonder Woman removed the lasso and allowed Tommy to get up and leave. Once alone, Wonder Woman felt disgusted and ashamed by what she had done. She cursed Lex Luthor for using her loyalty to Supergirl against her by forcing her to pleasure his nephew. The Amazon vowed she would never be put in such a position again.
6 - High above the Atlantic Ocean
Lex Luthor stared out of the window of his private Concorde jet as it streaked over the ocean towards Europe. It had only been a few hours since he was officially tied down. The wedding had actually gone better than he could have hoped. Of course he had received several tongue-lashings and warnings from the likes of Superman, Batman, Superboy and a few other hero types, but that was to be expected. With a straight face he assured all of them that he had honorable intentions but he really didn't think any of them believed him. And who could blame the fools? He was fully aware of how he was perceived by Justice League and every other cape and mask wearing defender of justice. Ultimately it didn't matter now. Lex had what he wanted, and he turned his head to look across his plush seat to where Supergirl sat, resplendent in her shoulder baring wedding gown that Lex had personally ordered from the top fashion designer in the world along with an enormous and rare blue diamond wedding ring.
Supergirl received Luthor's stare with trepidation. She blushed and turned her attention to the white satin dress, which she had to admit, looked wonderful on her. Right before the ceremony at the Hall of Justice, Hawkgirl even whispered how beautiful she was while Supergirl looked at herself in the mirror for the first time. She had to agree. On one hand the most powerful woman on earth was now married to arguably one of the most dangerous villains who ever lived. On the other hand, there was a hint of the small town girl from Midvale who felt a certain thrill from what was an uncertain future with the richest man in the world. He had already promised that once they were married, she would not want for anything, and although she was certainly suspicious of his motives, something about his words moved her. He seemed actually sincere about his feelings for her. Could it be possible that Lex had changed? It was unfathomable.
"We should be arriving in France very soon," Lex informed his new bride, distracting her from her doubts. "Are you sure you wouldn't like a glass of champagne? It might calm your nerves."
"All right," Supergirl finally relented. She was a bundle of nervous energy. It was all she could do to try and keep the thought out of her mind of what Lex would expect on the first night of their honeymoon in Lex's private villa in the South of France. Supergirl sipped the imported champagne from the crystal flute glass and the bubbles tickled her nose. When she tried to stifle a sneeze, she blushed pink and glanced at Lex, who was totally charmed by her embarrassment.
The heroine downed her first glass rather quickly, and first refused another offering from Lex, but she later relented when realized that the bubbly drink was both refreshing and relaxing. After two more glasses before they landed, the altitude, an empty stomach and Supergirl's unusual body chemistry combined to accelerate the effects of the alcohol until she was feeling rather good, trying her best to keep from giggling out loud.
As soon as they landed, a stretch limousine whisked them away to Luthor's villa located along the coast. On the way, Supergirl requested another glass of champagne and Lex happily obliged. It was amusing to see his bride still in her bridal gown acting a trifle inebriated.
Although she had seen many places all over the world, Supergirl was stunned when she saw Luthor's estate. He led her to an upstairs veranda overlooking the ocean where a sumptuous buffet was laid out and waiting. By now, Supergirl realized she was hungry and took full advantage of the various exotic dishes and five-star cuisine. The heroine was uncomfortable at first being waited on hand and foot by the small army of servants employed by Luthor to attend to his every request, but after awhile it seemed like the most natural thing in the world.
Supergirl hated to think that she was becoming seduced so quickly by this abundance of wealth and privilege. But she told herself that she would allow for just this one night. When she tried to think about how she would approach Lex about making changes to their lifestyle, she was suddenly distracted by the awe-inspiring sunset on the ocean's horizon. She was speechless by the spectacular colors dancing on the water and the soft breeze that floated in.
When Lex was finished with his meal, he pushed his plate away. It was promptly taken up by a servant, who quickly disappeared into the villa with it. He asked Supergirl, "I hope the dinner was satisfactory."
Supergirl was startled out of her reverie by Lex's words. She sat up at attention and looked back at Luthor. "Yes, it was wonderful."
"Are you feeling all right? You seem..."
"I'm fine," Supergirl said. "It's just that...well, it's so beautiful here."
"I was hoping you would be happy with it."
Supergirl wasn't sure what to say next. It was entirely awkward. Here she was, a superheroine on her honeymoon, married to a man she wasn't sure about and hardly knew except from previous encounters as adversaries. Was this how regular women felt on their honeymoons?
"I have something for you," Lex told her. He brought out a black velvet oblong box from his tuxedo jacket set it on the table in front of Supergirl. Her heart jumped, and again she was startled by how much she felt like a regular girl getting a fabulous present.
"Oh, thank you," Supergirl said as she tentatively picked up the box and gently opened it. Inside was a stunning gold locket with a delicate embroidered chain. It was one of the prettiest things she had ever seen and it took her breath away. "Lex, it's beautiful."
"It's my first wedding gift to you," Lex told the golden tressed heroine. "I want you to wear it as long as we're together."
"You didn't have to do this...I mean...I didn't get you anything," Supergirl uttered with a slight tone of shame.
"I didn't expect anything," Lex said. "I have everything I want...now."
Supergirl blushed at Lex's words. It was difficult to determine the true meaning behind them. Lex Luthor could actually be very charming, but there were doubts in her mind that he was sincere about any of this. The things he was capable of reverberated in her mind. Of course, she would always feel like she was being coerced and blackmailed into this whole situation, and that was unforgivable. She scolded herself for almost being seduced and stiffened in her chair. She only muttered a short, "Thank you."
As Supergirl took the locket from the box, Lex stood up and came around to take the chain from her and place it around her neck. Once he snapped on the intricate clasp, he leaned down and kissed Supergirl on the soft crevice between her neck and shoulder. It was a last symbolic act, which allowed him to fully appreciate the moment that Supergirl was now truly his.
Supergirl bristled at first, but the entire emotional roller coaster of the day seemed to reach an apex, and the beautiful heroine was beside herself with conflicting feelings. But there was something else she sensed, as if her entire body was softening.
Lex Luthor could sense her apprehension as well, and was confident enough to be forthcoming when he revealed to her, "Don't be alarmed Supergirl, but that necklace is made from a highly unbreakable metal developed by LexCorp. It can only be removed by a special dissolving agent at my discretion."
Supergirl was puzzled and became suspicious. "What? Why?"
Lex was quick to assure her with a smile. "I don't ever want you to lose it."
"Oh."
"I suppose there is one more thing I should tell you," Lex said mildly.
"What is it?" Supergirl asked.
"From now on you have no more super powers while you are here with me."
Supergirl gave Lex an incredulous look. "What do you mean?"
"The locket contains a trace amount of Kryptonite, but only enough to render your powers mute and not enough to be fatal. I want you to be just as normal as any other woman."
Supergirl immediately became alarmed and her hand quickly went to the locket. That was why she was feeling so odd. She looked at Lex and her emotions began to rise. How dare he trick her this way! When she attempted to snap the lock from her neck, she found that it was indeed unbreakable. She rose to her feet in anger.
"Calm down, Supergirl. I promise that once you fulfill your obligations as my wife and our arrangement is over, I will remove the necklace."
Supergirl was overcome with rage. She wanted to crush Lex Luthor right then and there, but instead she grabbed the edge of the heavy wooden table with the intention of throwing it out to sea. The blonde bride was stunned to discover that she could barely move it much less lift it. No, it couldn't be possible! So many thoughts rushed through her mind that she felt on the verge of passing out. She was livid and glared harshly at Lex, cheeks flushed. "Damn you Lex!"
"I'm sorry, but that's the way it must be...for my peace of mind."
"You bastard!" Supergirl snarled clenching her fists as her eyes narrowed, standing face to face with the smug villain. Then she checked herself. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he had gotten the best of her...for now. Her heart still pumping furiously, she told him, "All right Lex, I know what you're expecting now, so let's get it over with. I'll see you in the bedroom!"
"I'll be there in half an hour," Lex told her with a satisfied grin. "I haven't had my after dinner cigar yet."
Supergirl's eyes widened with outrage. The nerve of him! She quickly spun around and stalked into the house with her gown swishing behind her. Lex chuckled as one of his servants brought out a silver tray with an array of fine cigars and a cutter. Lex chose one, clipped off the tip, and allowed the servant to light it for him. Lex shook his head back and forth and muttered to the baffled servant, "Women, can't live with them, can't live without them."
7 - The Villa Bedroom
Supergirl had plenty of time to think as she waited endlessly for Lex Luthor to join her for their first night together as husband and wife. The heroine had battled all manner of villain and prevented catastrophic disasters, but nothing prepared her for the situation she was currently in. Was it possible for a person to become so nervous that they could barely think? Luckily, she had been distracted by a gentle young French maid who assisted her with finding her nightgown and spent a few moments brushing Supergirl's long golden tresses.
"You are very beautiful, mademoiselle," the pretty maid told her.
"Oh, thank you," Supergirl blushed as she stared at her reflection in the soft glow of lighted mirror. The sheer lace gown seemed to float above her feminine form. Her satin panties and bra fit perfectly, accentuating the curve of her ample breasts and svelte hips. Coming from a small town and growing up as Linda Danvers, the heroine was never one to wear such elegant attire, but she had to admit to herself that it kind of felt good and made her feel very grown up and womanly.
"I have never seen a more glowing bride," the maid smiled.
"Really?" Supergirl said. Did she really just say that? She couldn't believe how weirdly childish she was feeling about all this, like a nervous schoolgirl on her first date. She then scolded herself and remembered whom she was now married to. The devious Lex Luthor. Still, when she looked in the mirror while the maid continued to fawn over her...
Just then, the bedroom door opened and Lex Luthor entered. The maid scurried out of the room after a brief glance from Lex, and now the two were left alone. Supergirl bristled at the sight of him and promptly picked up the silver brush to continue combing out her silken tresses while Lex took his time removing his coat and tie. She relaxed somewhat when he went into the spacious lavatory to take a shower. Supergirl took advantage of the opportunity to try and gather all her nerves and courage. She tried not to think too much about what was actually about to happen that evening. The heroine kept telling herself that this was all for the good of society, for her friends, and her country. It was incredible how fast her heart was beating inside her chest.
The shower stopped and adrenaline rushed through Supergirl's body. She fingered the locket around her neck. It was too small to remove over her head. And there was no way to break it. Never had she felt so vulnerable.
After a few minutes of nervous waiting, the door to the lavatory opened and out stepped Lex Luthor dressed in black silk boxer shorts and a black robe open so that Supergirl saw his bare chest and stomach. She was almost hyperventilating, her chest rising and falling as Lex approached her slowly as she sat by the vanity mirror. He reached out with his hand to take one of hers. Then he leaned down to place a gentle kiss on the back of her hand.
Supergirl blushed and nearly gasped aloud as a chill shot through her body. She almost expected Lex to take her roughly and throw her on the bed, but he was as calm and collected as she had ever seen him. Well, she thought, she may as well get this over with. Supergirl stood up and walked toward the bed. She convinced herself that no matter how romantic Lex was trying to be, after years of fighting his evil plans, they had made a bargain and she would live up to her end, no matter how distasteful it would be.
Once Lex climbed into bed, the girl of steel insisted that all the lights be turned off before she undressed. Husband or not, she wanted no prurient viewing of her nude body. Lex would not agree, so they compromised by dimming the lights very low and Lex turning away until Supergirl was safely under the sheets. He would indulge her silly request. For now, it was enough that he had her finally in bed with him. But he was fully confident that things would change in the future.
Supergirl laid her head back on the plush satin covered pillow with her loose blonde curls spilling around her angelic face. Lex had never seen anything so beautiful. He immediately leaned to kiss her. Supergirl's first instinct was to turn her head, but she held fast and stiffened her resolve. She closed her eyes and prepared for the worst, trying to block out the fact that she was about to be kissed by Lex Luthor. She was surprised then when Lex gently brushed her lips with his. Of course she made no effort to respond in turn, but Lex didn't care. He took his time moving his lips around hers, grazing her now flushed cheeks and then down alongside her neck to the crevice just above her shoulder. When he moved downward just above her chest, Supergirl stiffened even more, and she had to resist the temptation to push Lex away. His warm lips moved slowly across her chest and finally down between her soft breasts. To her astonishment, she could feel that her nipples had become fully erect when Lex brushed his mouth across one like a feathered brush. When she felt his tongue gently lick the tip of one budding nub, she winced with disgust, trying to fight the sensations that were overcoming her. Her hands had bunched up into fist in the satin sheets, and she had to bite her lip to keep from grunting in displeasure.
What Supergirl found most surprising was how gentle Lex was with her. She wasn't sure what she really expected. Maybe a course handling, but his hands roamed slowly over her soft body, exploring with a deliberate touch that she could not help but respond to. This couldn't be the man who had tried to destroy her and Superman so many countless times, could it?
Lex was now over her stomach, using his expert lips and tongue to worship the girl of steel, taking his time, feeling her warm skin almost tingle with his touch. Supergirl could not believe what she was feeling. While she had dated a few would be Romeos in high school and college, not one of them ever spent this much care and attention on her without trying to go further, which she had certainly always put a stop to before it went too far. So even though she had no real lovemaking experience, she could not help but wonder how Lex seemed to carry himself like such a gentle lover, and how many women Lex had made love to before now. He was never married, but surely he had relationships in the past. The more she thought about it, the more it disturbed her, before she realized with alarm that she was feeling something she had felt only once before. When she found out a college boyfriend was secretly dating another girl behind her back.
Supergirl scolded herself for such feelings. How could she be jealous? She barely knew Lex. His past was really none of concern, but still...
The girl of steel's thoughts were suddenly distracted when Lex moved perilously close to a spot just above her most intimate of areas. The maiden of steel gasped and held her breath. She thought, 'What is he going to do?'
Lex smiled to himself. He enjoyed how Supergirl tensed up when he kissed the area just below her soft stomach. He was tempted to dive lower, but decided his new bride might not be ready for such pleasures yet. That would come later, as well as the expected reciprocation. Instead he moved upward again, placing feather light kisses on her belly and over her budding nipples. He was very hard now, and ached to take the heroine, but his patience led him to much more foreplay.
Supergirl's mind was reeling with thoughts and feelings. This was nothing like she ever expected. Lex was a gentle lover who took great care with her, and she was torn with feelings of gratefulness for that and the ever-present disgust she felt being made love to by the most dangerous villain in the world. She could not recall being more nervous in her life. When Lex shifted his body between her legs, she stiffened when she felt his member brushing against her thigh. She wanted to jump up suddenly. But something held her down. Was she really feeling anticipation for what was about to happen? Some instinct inside of her ached for her body to be taken, but the guilt continued to work against it. All she could do was tense up with trepidation.
Lex poised himself for what was about to happen. Here he was on his wedding night about to make love to most powerful and beautiful heroine in the world, Supergirl, the relative of his most hated nemesis, Superman, the man of steel. The irony nearly overwhelmed him. In the dim light of the bedroom, he used his arms to brace his upper body above Supergirl, staring down at her as he put on a face of devotion and love, but underneath he swelled with pride, lust and self-satisfaction.
"I am going to make love to you now," Lex whispered to Supergirl, but inside he was thinking, 'I am going to fuck you like you were a cheap prostitute.'
Supergirl tensed up when she heard Lex's words. She was all at once frightened and thrilled. She wanted to shut her mind off but at the same time, she was more than curious to see where her feelings would take her. She parted her thighs and allowed Lex to slip between her legs. Holding her breath as he heart thumped inside her chest, she felt Lex guide his member toward her opening. She gasped when she felt the tip brush against her velvet lips. It seemed like a soft electrical current had shot through her pelvis and up her spine. As her hands clenched the satin sheets, Supergirl bit her lip as Lex slowly entered her an inch at a time, barely penetrating, and then pushing in slightly more with each gentle thrust. She tried to remain silent, but Supergirl emitted a tiny whimper when Lex finally pushed in his entire member. At first, the sensation was one of a sharp burning, like she had been stabbed, but it quickly faded as a warm moist sensation filled her insides. Lex was large, and Supergirl thought he might hurt her, but slowly her hips shifted until she felt Lex slip comfortably into position.
Lex felt the moment he had broken and deflowered Supergirl, and his shaft seemed to swell two sizes larger at the thought of taking the virgin heroine. If only Superman or any one of those other costumed do-gooders could see him now, fucking the once powerful maiden of might. Lex couldn't help but smile wickedly in the darkness. He knew he could have been much more rough with his new bride, but his plan was to show her his tender side. Besides, he wanted to take his time and enjoy every moment inside her. And so Lex moved with long slow rhythmic motions, filling Supergirl to the hilt and then pulling out little by little.
Supergirl winced in emotional pain and inward disgust as they continued to make love. Due to Lex's bedroom prowess, she was stunned to find that her will was slowly eroded with each passing minute. A very real pleasure began to overtake her. It was becoming more difficult to cling to her previous judgments against Lex. As time went on, Supergirl found herself moving her hips up and down to follow in Lex's rhythm. Then she would catch herself and freeze. Sensations she never thought possible careened through her mind and body. It was almost more than she could take.
After more than an hour of mind-numbing sex, Lex pumped more urgently now, filling Supergirl with each deliberate thrust. By now, the fully aroused heroine had ridden up and down on a terrifying emotional roller coaster. She had encountered layer upon layer of alternating feelings. Disgust, pleasure, and guilt for what she was doing. There was disgust again, then pleasure, and then lesser amounts of guilt. At one point there was an emotional flatness, overtaken by full pleasure, and then rationalization. Anticipation overcame Supergirl as Lex took her multiple times. There was increased pleasure once again, which was then followed by a reluctant but ultimate acceptance. In the end there was nothing but hunger and lust, pleasure and debauchery.
By the time Lex took Supergirl for the third time, his golden haired bride was thrashing and screaming as an orgasm shuddered through her perfect body. Her fingers clawed at his back as she arched her back and squealed with pleasure. Thoroughly excited by Supergirl's display of wanton passion, Lex pumped the last of his load deep into her fertile womb. Lex wanted to make quite sure the girl of steel would be properly filled with his seed this night. The fact that he had aroused her so much with his expert lovemaking was icing on the cake.
8 - The French Riviera
After a few days to get settled in Lex Luthor's French estate, he took Supergirl on a lavish honeymoon cruise aboard his LexCorp yacht, which almost qualified as a full size luxury liner due to it's immense size. Equipped with start of the art security to prevent attack from terrorist or modern day pirates, it was practically a floating city. They landed on a helipad and Lex gave her a tour of the vessel, which took a few hours. Supergirl marveled at the lavish accoutrements. There was a huge ornately decorated ballroom, an enormous dining room with a long table able to seat sixty-four. The giant kitchen was staffed by a group of world-class chefs. One deck consisted of an indoor swimming pool gymnasium and saunas with full time masseuse and trainers. There was even a casino on one deck for parties Lex threw for business associates. Lex even had an office that took up a thousand square feet. He showed Supergirl their living quarters which was just as big as any luxury apartment in Metropolis with living areas, kitchen, den, dining room, baths and bedrooms.
Supergirl couldn't help but be impressed by the opulence, and all the special touches Lex had included just for her. All the misgivings she had about Lex and the whole marriage situation were being eroded little by little. And so they set about on their romantic cruise, where each day they stopped in ports to shop and at night they returned to the yacht to dine and dance, entertained by a group of rotating musicians and singers who performed all styles of music from classical to jazz and everything in between.
When it was time for bed, the newlyweds would retire to their suite and fuck like minxes. Supergirl could not get enough of Lex's cock, and she reveled in her role as the dutiful wife who always pleased her man in bed. She loved to think up new ways to arouse and excite Lex, and she discovered all of his favorite likes and dislikes and adjusted her lovemaking accordingly. Every once in awhile they would play one of his favorite bedroom games. Supergirl would don her costume and let Lex pretend to ravage her by force. It was kinky, but it made her extremely hot for some reason. Another favorite game was when Supergirl would jump on the bed in her costume and scream, pretending to be frightened that there was a mouse in the room. Lex would come in and save the day and then he would calm her down by fucking her senseless.
Besides making love many times a day on their cruise, they stopped in Cannes for the film festival and Monte Carlo to gamble, and Lex took great pride in having Supergirl dressed by his own personal fashion consultant and showing her off to the dumbfounded crowds and scrambling paparazzi. No one could believe Lex Luthor had married Supergirl and how devoted she appeared to him. Many of his envious European friends congratulated him on his coup. Lex only grinned like a fox. If they only knew how he did it.
In time, Supergirl began to show the first signs of her pregnancy, and tests confirmed it. She was indeed with child. Lex then insisted that she take it slow and easy, and for the next few months, they cruised the Riviera. Supergirl took up the relaxing hobbies of snorkeling and lying out in the sun in a variety of revealing string bikinis and thongs to soak up the invigorating sunshine. Lex enjoyed seeing her once flat tummy grow into a cute potbelly, and then swell larger and larger as the weeks passed. She squealed like a child when she felt the first kick and movements of the baby inside her womb. When Lex placed his hand on her swollen abdomen and felt the rolling sensation underneath the skin, he was overwhelmed by the miraculous event. It hit him all at once that he really was going to be a father, and the father of Supergirl's child no less.
As Supergirl grew in size, she welcomed the opportunity to shop for designer maternity clothes. Like a girl playing dress up, she spent hours trying on outfits and modeling some of the sexier ensembles to Lex for his approval. At times she thought how wonderful it was to be pregnant, and why she never thought about having a baby sooner. Other times when she was alone or in a contemplative mood, she thought about her recent past as a superheroine. Sometimes there was the urge to fly again. But all of that seemed so long ago now. Having a perfect miracle inside her made her think how insignificant all of that was. Her role now was to be a devoted wife and mother. At some point during the extended honeymoon, she made her final decision. After the baby was born, she would tell Lex that she wanted nothing more than to stay with him. Supergirl would be no more. She only wanted to be Mrs. Lex Luthor.
9 - The French Coast - 8 Months Later
Lex Luthor had succeeded beyond his wildest dreams. He had domesticated the most beautiful and powerful female in the universe. He glanced over at Supergirl, who was dressed in an elegant white satin gown. She smiled and poured a glass of juice for him from a silver decanter while he sat on the veranda and read the morning business news. Lex found her radiant, her golden hair held up by a silk headband. She wore no makeup, but still her face was flawless. Her breasts had swelled to generous proportions, filled with nourishing milk for the soon to arrive baby that was now growing steadily inside her healthy womb. The doctors who came to examine her once a week marveled at how her body needed no additional vitamins. Of course she had cravings, and Lex had anything she desired brought in locally or flown in from the United States if need be.
The thought of Supergirl nursing his child gave Luthor a thrilling sensation in his loins. It was difficult to think of anything sexier or more submissive than the thought of the once mighty Supergirl breastfeeding his child. He thought back to their second night of their marriage, when they were getting ready for bed. From Supergirl's body language, she seemed to have no intention of sleeping with Lex. Or if she did, she wasn't going to appear eager in the least. She was cold and standoffish. Lex knew she was putting on a front and decided to call her bluff. He had no intention of making love to Supergirl that time. And so that evening they went to bed without a word, but Lex could sense that Supergirl was awake and restless until he drifted off to sleep.
Then on the next evening, she came right out and asked him plainly, "Lex, is there something wrong?"
"No, why do you ask?"
"I thought..." she began and then stopped.
"What?" Lex asked, curious to discover exactly what she wanted to say, although he already had an idea of what it was.
Supergirl was overcome with nervous tension. Her heart was pounding, and she couldn't believe what she was about to tell Lex Luthor. "It's just that... I thought you expected for me to make love to you... every night."
Lex showed no emotion but he smiled inside. This was exactly what he was hoping for. "Nonsense, Supergirl. You fulfilled your part of our bargain by allowing me to impregnate you. Now we'll just have to wait and see if we were successful. If you aren't pregnant, then we'll have to keep trying until we get it right."
Supergirl had been stunned by Lex's words. She couldn't believe he could be so cold and clinical in his explanations? It was difficult to hide her hurt, but she still did not want to seem anxious, even though the thought of making love to Lex again gave her a strange thrill. She had to admit that he was a masterful lover, and that first night he actually made her orgasm. There were feelings of passion that she never experienced with anyone before. She just wasn't used to feeling like this and her thoughts were a jumble of confusion. Was she actually experiencing real feelings for Lex?
That night she told Lex something she thought she would never tell him. "I won't mind if you want to make love tonight. We are husband and wife after all."
"That's true," Lex said after a pause. She was playing right into his hands. And so Lex took Supergirl, but this time more passionately. He overwhelmed her with a long stretch of foreplay, driving her to the brink again and again, roaming downward between her milky thighs to partake of the nectar within the pink lips of her moist downy pubic area. Supergirl couldn't help but squeal with delight when Lex probed tenderly with the tip of his tongue. Then as Supergirl began to buck her hips in response to Lex's oral pleasuring, Lex began to taste her with more vigor, driving the golden haired heroine to the edge of climax, until she was begging him to stop.
"Take me Lex," Supergirl moaned. "Please make love to me."
Lex grinned and shifted forward, plunging his stiff cock deep into her slick and tight opening. Luthor's cock swelled inside the heroine, and his arousal caused him to become animal-like in his increasingly intense thrusting. He penetrated her deep and hard, driving her to loud moans of ecstasy.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! GOOOOOOD! LEX! THAT FEELS SO GOOD! PLEASE DON'T STOP!"
Supergirl's words made Luthor swell with male pride, and he pumped her even harder and faster. He never imagined fucking the most powerful heroine on earth would feel this tremendous. The bed quaked with their passionate lovemaking as Supergirl arched her back and screamed while Lex pumped in piston-like rhythm. He couldn't have asked for anything more than to see the look of euphoria and adoration on Supergirl's face when he climaxed inside her. She seemed to want nothing more than for Lex to fill her again and again. That night, the made love three more times, with each time more intense than the last.
Over the next few weeks, slowly but surely, the once innocent and virtuous Supergirl was broken down, and her once icy demeanor melted away until she was turned into a wanton sex-starved nymph whose natural feminine needs were awakened by Lex's attentions and constant lovemaking. As they experimented more and more with different styles of sex, her libido exploded to unbelievable proportions. Lex took delight in his subtle corruption of the Maid of Steel. Over time it seemed that there was nothing Supergirl was not willing to try in the bedroom to please her husband. Many times they had sex in other places, in the swimming pool, on the beach at night, in the kitchen.
Lex was increasingly amused by Supergirl's constant craving for affection. He still had an empire to run, and during his daily teleconferencing, Supergirl would sneak under Lex's desk while he spoke to his board of officers, and give him mouth-watering oral pleasure out of view of the video camera while Lex struggled to concentrate. Once the meeting was over and he was teased to the edge of madness, he would slam Supergirl on his desk and fuck her brains out. He liked the way she would reach up to him and stroke the bald plate of his head while he pounded her mercilessly.
"What are you thinking about?" Supergirl asked Lex, bringing him out of his reverie. He laid his newspaper aside and smiled at Supergirl.
"You of course," Lex told her truthfully.
Supergirl blushed. Lex always made her feel like a little princess. She pushed her breakfast plate away and stretched her arms above her head while she pouted her lips and complained, "Lex, I'm getting too fat, aren't I? Do you still love me even though I'm so big?"
"Nonsense, you look stunning," Lex insisted. With her creamy complexion and long golden tresses falling around her shoulders, her plump cleavage peeking through the plunging neckline of her gown, as well as the swollen melon of her tummy, Lex knew there was no one more beautiful.
Supergirl giggled like a schoolgirl and wrinkled her nose at Lex while she put her bare feet up on Lex's lap, giving his crotch a gentle nudge. "Just look at me, barefoot and pregnant," she moaned. "Would you mind rubbing my feet, Lex?"
Lex looked out over the ocean from his poolside chair while his blushing bride wiggled her toes at him and giggled. Could it get any better than this?
Just as he was enjoying massaging and tickling Supergirl's beautiful feet, a servant came to the table and informed Lex that there was an urgent call from Metropolis.
"Who is it?" Lex asked, obviously bothered by the intrusion.
"A Ms. Lois Lane calling for Supergirl, sir," the servant told him.
"Lois?" Supergirl exclaimed, "Really? Let me talk to her!"
The servant handed the wireless phone to Supergirl.
"Lois? Is that you?"
"Yes," Lois answered on the other end of the line. "I just wanted to remind you that I'm flying in tomorrow."
"You are?" Supergirl said. She became alarmed and looked at Lex, who appeared totally uninterested despite the fact that he was inwardly anxious by the prospect of Lois Lane's phone call.
"Yes, I'm coming to stay with you until you have the baby," Lois informed her. "Didn't Lex tell you?"
"Um, yes, I think so. But we've been doing so many things to get ready for the baby that I probably forgot," Supergirl laughed nervously. She knew how Lex felt about Lois Lane or anyone associated with Superman. "Hold on a second, will you Lois?"
Supergirl covered the receiver with one hand while she looked at Lex. Her heart was thumping rapidly. She didn't want to do anything to upset Lex, but she gathered her nerves and put on her most pleading look. "Lex, darling, Lois wants to come visit me tomorrow. She says she's coming to stay until the baby comes. I wanted to check with you first. I know how you really feel about it, but is it all right for her to come?"
Lex gave a pained expression. Even though he knew full well of his bargain with Wonder Woman, Supergirl was totally unaware of it. He could probably milk this a little bit of finesse. He told her, "I don't think it's a good idea."
"Please say 'yes', Lex," Supergirl moaned like a child. "I promise I'll keep her out of your way. I'd really love to see her. If you let her come, I promise to give you an extra special treat every night. You know, that thing I know you love," Supergirl said sexily as she put her thumb to her lips and licked the tip of it while she nudged Lex crotch with her foot.
Bingo. That's exactly what Lex was hoping for. Still pretending to disagree with the idea, Lex sighed and said, "I suppose she can come if it makes you happy. Tell her I'll send car in the morning and she can fly in on a LexCorp jet."
"Thank you darling, I love you so much!" Supergirl exclaimed. Then she spoke to Lois again. "Lex said he'll send a car for you in the morning! You're coming on of his private jets. Can you believe it?"
"No, not really," Lois said sarcastically.
"I can't wait to see you!" Supergirl gushed, ignoring Lois' remark.
"Me, too," Lois said. "How are you feeling?"
"Better than ever!" Supergirl said. It was the truth. She reveled in her role as the submissive wife, and she couldn't wait to enhance it even further as a mother to his child once the baby was born. She wanted nothing more than Lex to know how good a wife and mother she could really be. She constantly daydreamed of the future when she could take their child to school and cook special dinners for him, and then make love to him every night like a hungry sex kitten.
"That's great," Lois said. There was an uneasy feeling in her voice. Could this really be true? Was Supergirl really sincere in her role as Lex Luthor's wife? Suddenly, she couldn't wait to see Supergirl and witness this for herself. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"'Bye, Lois," Supergirl said.
"Goodbye," Lois replied and hung up.
Supergirl turned off the phone and looked at Lex with trepidation. He still seemed upset. She took her feet down and leaned over to Lex and pouted in his ear while she reached up to stroke the back of his head. She knew this was a sensitive spot for Lex. "You're not really upset, are you, sweetheart?"
Lex grumbled noncommittally under his breath.
Supergirl breathed warmly in his ear, "Why don't we go upstairs and see if I can't change your mind?" Then she licked the edge of his ear.
A tingle went up the back of Lex Luthor's back and neck, and he allowed Supergirl to take him by the hand and march him upstairs to their bedroom. She forced Lex to lie back on the bed while she opened his robe and reached into his silk pajamas. Lex closed his eyes and reveled in pure bliss as the worlds most beautiful and pregnant heroine presented him the most incredible oral pleasure he had experienced so far.
10 - Metropolis - The LexCorp Private Jetport
Lois Lane stepped out of the long limousine, which had picked her up at her apartment building that morning and was met by a well-dressed gentleman standing near the sleek private jet with the LexCorp logo on the tail.
"Good, morning Ms. Lane," the gentleman said as he adjusted the wire rim frames of his glasses. "I'm Doctor Goodspell. I'll be riding along with you to Mr. Luthor's villa in France."
"Good morning, Doctor," Lois replied as she was escorted to the stairs leading into the jet. Once inside, she found the interior spacious as well as tastefully decorated and furnished with such appointments as plush recliners, couches, glass and mahogany tables, flat screen television monitors and a well-stocked bar complete with a selection of fine snack foods. It was even decorated with eye-catching artwork. It was almost like being in a living room featured in Architectural Digest.
"It's an honor to meet you, Ms. Lane," Dr. Goodspell told her as he watched Lois intently as she took a seat on one of the recliners and crossed her shapely legs. He admired how she carried herself, and how smart she looked in her fashionable dark dress suit with the skirt cut above the knees. He could tell she was perfectly endowed through the opening in her jacket. There was just a hint of her bra, barely visible through her cream colored blouse. He tore his eyes away from the way she was dangling one high heel pump just above the carpeted floor as she made herself comfortable on her seat. She was even more attractive in person than the images he had seen in the newspaper and on television. "I've long admired your work in the Daily Planet. Always look forward to your compelling stories. And I must add that you are even more attractive in person."
"Thank you doctor," Lois replied to the compliments with a genuine smile. He seemed sincere, and it was always nice hearing positive feedback about her work. But the compliment about her looks made her slightly uneasy. She was more than just a pretty face. Lois put aside her ego for a moment. Ever the suspicious and curious reporter, Lois asked the doctor, "What's your association with Lex Luthor, Doctor Goodspell?"
"I'm Mr. Luthor's private physician," the doctor informed her. "I'm on my way to give Lex his annual physical and check on Mrs. Luthor as well. From what I understand, she is doing very well now in her third trimester. The French doctors are the best I'm sure, but Mr. Luthor seems to want my seal of approval as well."
Lois winced when she heard Doctor Goodspell refer to Supergirl as Mrs. Luthor. She did not like the sound of that at all and knew she would never get used to it. She was desperately eager to see how Supergirl was really doing once she was able to sit down and talk to her woman to woman.
The pilot closed the door hatch and informed Lois and Dr. Goodspell that their departure was only moments away. The plane was so well designed soundproofed, that she hardly heard the whine of the jet turbines just outside the windows, much less felt when the plane actually took off until she her ears pop when the jet climbed to cruising altitude. Dr. Goodspell noticed Lois moving her jaws to get her ears to pop and reached for a nearby crystal decanter to pour Lois a glass of water to help ease her discomfort.
"Here, this will help," Do. Goodspell said
"Thank you," Lois said gratefully. She took the glass and sipped as she turned to stare out the window. She hardly noticed how keenly Dr. Goodspell was staring at her from behind his thin wire rims while she took another swallow from the glass. The jet had already reached its maximum altitude, and Lois marvelled at how beautiful the clouds looked. It reminded her of the first time Superman had taken her flying. It was one of the most incredible experiences she ever had. The more she thought about it, the more wonderful she felt. Her eyes remained entranced by the clouds, and then she felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier until...
Dr. Goodspell smiled with satisfaction. The hypnotic drug he had slipped into the water decanter was taking its effect better than he had hoped. Lois Lane appeared to be drifting off to sleep, as if she were under the influence of a heavy narcotic. The doctor unbuckled the seatbelt from his seat across from Lois and moved into the seat next to her. He leaned over so close he could smell the subtle scent of her perfume.
"The clouds are pretty aren't they, Ms. Lane?"
"Hmmm?" Lois responded sleepily. She seemed in a mild state of confusion. When her mind finally grasped Dr. Goodspell's question, she mumbled, "Yes, they are."
"They're almost like pillows aren't they?" Dr. Goodspell spoke in a gentle pleasing voice. "Soft enough to sleep on..."
"Yes," Lois replied, fighting to keep her eyes open.
The drug was working beautifully. It's chemical content rendered Lois docile and highly susceptible to hypnotic suggestion without the lengthy induction that a verbal hypnotism would take. "Wouldn't it be wonderful if toy could actually lie down on them and fall asleep?"
Lois smiled lazily and nodded her head in agreement. Yes, that did sound wonderful. The doctor seemed to know just what she was thinking.
"Close your eyes, Ms. Lane. Your eyelids are already heavy aren't they?"
"Yes," Lois sighed deeply and closed her eyes. His voice was so soothing she couldn't help but respond.
"Ms. Lane," Dr. Goodspell said.
"Yes?"
"Why don't you imagine you are out there for a moment, Lois," Dr. Goodspell suggested. "On the clouds."
Lois paused a moment, but then her face took on an expression of deep restfulness and euphoria. She sighed deeply and leaned her head back in her comfortable seat, totally relaxed now.
"How do you feel, Ms. Lane?"
"Soooo good," Lois said with a sleepy smile, her eyes still closed. She moaned softly and muttered groggily, "I'm so sleepy."
"That's wonderful Ms. Lane," Dr. Goodspell grinned. "But before you drift off to sleep, you must do a couple of thing for me."
"Hmmmm?"
"If you do some things for me, I'll let you fall asleep and you can take as long a nap as you want. You do want to take a nap, don't you, Ms. Lane?"
Lois nodded urgently.
"Then listen to me carefully," Dr. Goodspell said. "I want you to let me lean your chair back all the way. I want you to be very comfortable. Is that all right with you?"
"Yes."
"Excellent," Dr. Goodspell whispered. He gently eased the lever on the recliner and leaned it back until Lois was almost in a horizontal position. Her legs were still crossed primly with one exposed knee on top of the other and one foot dangling. When Lois' upper torso reclined, her jacket parted open and her skirt rose even higher than its position at mid thigh. Dr. Goodspell was thrilled to capture the top lace band of Lois Lane's sheer stockings. He resisted the urge to place a hand on her thigh. Instead he leaned close to Lois and inhaled the scent of her neck. She was a stunning sight to behold laying back totally enraptured by the sound of his voice.
"I want to ask you a question Ms. Lane," Dr. Goodspell said in a soothing tone. "It's very important."
"Yes, Dr. Goodspell?"
"When was the last time you had a physical exam?"
Lois wrinkled her eyebrows. It was so hard to think when all she wanted to do was sleep. She wondered why Dr. Goodspell would want to know that, but then she figured it out on her own. He was a doctor of course. It was a professional interest.
"I can't remember exactly," Lois answered after she thought hard about it.
"Well, if you don't mind me suggesting this, I think it would be an excellent idea if you allowed me to examine you right now."
"Why?"
"Well, for one thing, we're traveling to a foreign country, and it would be good to know that you are completely healthy so you won't be susceptible to any strange or unusual illnesses while you are visiting Mrs. Luthor. After all, she will be giving birth soon, and it wouldn't be good for her or the newborn to be around a sick person."
That made sense, Lois thought.
"And besides, it's always a good idea to make sure you are at your peak of health. Better safe than sorry, don't you think so, Ms. Lane?"
That made even more sense. "Yes," Lois agreed with a nod.
"Wonderful," Dr. Goodspell exclaimed with delight. "Then I'll begin right now. Just relax and lie still. I'll take care of everything."
"Yes, Dr. Goodspell," Lois sighed.
Dr, Goodspell smiled wickedly. Lois Lane was a fine hypnotic subject. Not the least bit resistant to his suggestions. The fact that he had Metropolis most famous and attractive reporter lying before him under his complete control was not lost on him. His heart pounded inside his chest as he gathered in the vivacious brunette and struggled to decide exactly where to begin. His own body temperature had risen and he removed his jacket to get more comfortable.
"The first thing I'm going to do is check your pulse Ms. Lane," the doctor said as he placed his hand on the soft crevice of her neck. He noticed that Lois seemed to respond positively to his warm touch, totally unaware that the doctor was practically drooling over her sleepy form. He swallowed deeply and told Lois, "Ms. Lane, I need you to open your mouth so I can take your temperature with my thermometer."
Lois responded with barely a moment's hesitation. Her soft full lips parted to accept what she thought to be a thermometer. Instead, Dr. Goodspell inserted his forefinger between Lois' lips and on her tongue. She instinctively closed her lips around the finger and swirled her tongue around his fingertip to position it under her tongue. Dr. Goodspell's cock swelled inside his slacks when Lois did that. It was incredible to realize that Lois believed that she actually had a thermometer in her mouth instead of his finger.
After a minute of watching Lois suckle his finger, he told her, "Very good Ms. Lane. Your temperature and blood pressure are perfect."
Lois chest swelled with a good feeling, knowing Dr. Goodspell was finding her in such good health so far.
"Now, I need to listen to your heart," the doctor said. Instead of using a stethoscope, Dr. Goodspell merely used the tips of his first two fingers, and pressed them on Lois chest just above the neckline of her blouse. He grinned like a hyena over the totally oblivious Lois and said, "I hope my stethoscope is not too cold, Ms. Lane."
Lois nodded her head back and forth. His stethoscope felt very warm as he moved it over her breasts. For some reason it felt unusually good when Dr. Goodspell checked her heart. She could sense that her nipples were swelling under her thin bra and sheer blouse. She blushed, hoping that Dr. Goodspell couldn't tell.
"Ms. Lane, I want to be very thorough, so I hope you won't mind if I perform a full breast exam. I'll have to open your top, of course."
Lois blushed again. Then she scolded herself. He was a doctor after all, and he was only being thorough. "Go ahead, Dr. Goodspell."
Dr. Goodspell almost had to cover his mouth to keep his glee from erupting into a fit of giggling. "Good Ms. Lane. Just lie still. Relax and don't worry about a thing. I'm very gentle." With great care, he parted open Lois' jacket and then opened her blouse one pearl button at a time. His adrenaline was surging as he paused a moment before opening her blouse to reveal her satin bra, which cupped her perfect teardrop shaped pair of breasts. Fortunately, the bra clasp was in front between the two cups and Dr. Goodspell undid it with one easy snap. He held his breath as he opened the bra and finally revealed the treasures within. They were the most incredible set of milky mounds he had ever seen. They were round and full, and her pink nipples were perfect and fully erect with tiny bumps around the areola. All he wanted to do was take them in his mouth and suckle them dry, but instead he proceeded to perform the standard breasts exam, moving his fingers around and around in circles, over and under, one at a time. Then he held his breath again and placed both hands on the pair and gave them both one good long firm squeeze for good measure. He marveled at how Lois seemed to have a look of ecstasy on her beautiful face, and her back arched up slowly. She sighed deeply as he massaged her ample mounds.
Dr. Goodspell wanted to fondle them forever, but he soon let them free and sat back in his chair for a moment to recover from the sublime experience of a lifetime. Manhandling the famous Lois Lane's incredible tits was something to be savored. When he gathered himself after a moment, Dr. Goodspell spoke again. "Ms. Lane, would you be so kind as to remove your underwear so I may perform a cervical exam."
Lois Lane paused to contemplate Dr. Goodspell's request. From the expression on her face, her mind seemed to be struggling with the thought. Finally, she murmured lazily, "Yes, Doctor." Then the beautiful brunette reporter lifted her hips slightly, and pulled up the hem of her short skirt, grasped her black thong panties, and pulled them down over her thighs, knees, calves and finally off over her black pumps. Once removed Lois merely let them drop to the floor and she instinctively raised her legs up so that her knees were bent and her shoes were now on the edge of the plush seat.
"Very good, Ms. Lane," Dr. Goodspell said as Lois easily complied with his request. She was a model hypnotic subject. The fact that she was incredibly sexy with her prim business suit opened and yanked up made her even more attractive to Dr. Goodspell. With obvious glee, he reached between Lois Lane's slightly spread apart thighs and cupped her trim furry mound and found it very warm.
Ummmmmmmm," Lois moaned softly when Dr. Goodspell touched her. She seemed very hot and bothered, and from the wetness he felt seeping from her opening, she was highly aroused. He delicately inserted one finger inside and it slipped in easily from the natural lubricant of her hot pussy. The she inserted another, and another one at a time, massaging her clitoris and velvet walls until Lois was practically pumping against his fingers. He took his sweet time exploring every crevice of Lois Lane's vagina. His mind kept racing with the thought that here he was practically molesting Metropolis' most famous reporter and close friend of Superman.
"You are in perfect shape, Ms. Lane" Dr. Goodspell informed his eager "patient" when he removed his hand from her sopping wet pussy. He noticed that Lois seemed slightly disappointed when he removed his hand from her groin. She was practically salivating and uttered a whimpering moan when dr. Goodspell finished his exam.
"You seem very anxious, Ms. Lane," Dr. Goodspell said as he gave his fingers a whiff of Lois Lane's wonderful scent. He took his handkerchief from his jacket nearby and wiped them clean.
Lois only responded my moaning affirmatively. She was more aroused than she could ever remember being. The doctor was so gentle in his exam, but she found that his touch and caresses had awoken a deep sexual urge that she could not suppress.
"I'd like to make one last request of you Ms. Lane," Dr. Goodspell said.
Lois was desperately anxious to hear the doctor's request. She hoped it was what she was thinking of. "Yes, Dr. Goodspell?"
"I would very much like to fuck your brains out Ms. Lane."
Lois was so aroused and wound up that she nearly climaxed when she heard those words. Fro some explicable reason, the doctor's graphic suggestion made her extremely hot and horny. Even though she had been saving herself for Superman, he was the farthest thing from her mind at the moment.
"Yes, doctor," Lois hissed with ecstasy. "Please fuck me!"
"Are you sure you want me to, Ms. Lane?" Dr. Goodspell inquired. He knew what the answer was, but he loved to tease his victims.
"YES!" Lois practically screamed out.
"Very well, then, Ms. Lane," Dr. Goodspell said as he began to unbuckle his belt and unzip his slacks. His cock was rock hard now and popped out of his shorts like a jack in the box. Climbed and kneeled on the soft chair between Lois Lane's quivering thighs and positioned his cock just above the opening of the moaning reporter. Savoring every moment, Dr. Goodspell took his time sliding the tip of his member into Lois' pulsating vagina. Once it was inserted, he braced himself on the armrests of the chair and slowly pushed his swollen cock into Lois Lane until he reached the hilt.
"UNNNNNNNHHHHHHHHHH!" Lois moaned loudly as Dr. Goodspell penetrated her deeply. His shaft seemed to touch every nerve ending inside her.
"How does that feel Ms. Lane?" Dr. Goodspell asked lasciviously.
"UMMMMMMMMMM! So good!"
When the doctor entered as far as he could, he slowly began to bring it back out, and then slowly back in again. Lois Lane was tighter than just about any woman he had ever fucked. He had spoken to many men who had dreamed of doing exactly what he was doing right now. Fucking the high and mighty reporter for the Daily Planet.
"Do you like my cock inside you, Ms. Lane?"
"YEESSSSSSSS!" Lois groaned. Her hips rose and fell in unison with Dr. Goodspell's long deliberate thrusting motions. His use of graphic language was turning Lois Lane on like never before. Something about his vulgar words thrilled her to no end.
"You really need a good hard fuck, don't Ms. Lane?"
"YES!"
"And you want me to give it to you, isn't that right?"
"Yes! Please fuck me hard!" Lois begged.
"Say, fuck me hard, Dr. Goodspell," the doctor ordered.
"Fuck me hard, Dr. Goodspell!" Lois repeated.
"Louder."
"FUCK ME HARD, DR. GOODSPELL!"
"That's a good girl, Ms. Lane," Dr. Goodspell praised his eager lover. He reached under Lois and grasped her bare butt cheeks and squeezed them hard as he rammed his cock deep inside Lois. Lois uttered a deep groan and leaned upward to bury her face in the crevice between Dr. Goodspell's neck and shoulder. Her body was tingling and quivering as the doctor began to pump her faster and faster.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Lois groaned as Dr. Goodspell thrust deep and hard. "UUUUUUUUUUNHHHHHH! UUUUUUUUNNNNNHHHHH!"
"You like getting fucked don't you Ms. Lane?"
"UNNNMMMPPH!" Lois responded as her face pressed against Dr. Goodspell.
"You've never had it this good have you, Ms. Lane?"
"UNNNNNHHHNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Do you want me to stop now, Ms. Lane?"
"NNOOOOOOOOOOO!" Lois pleaded pathetically, wrapping her shapely legs around Dr. Goodspell's pelvis and urging him deeper. "DON'T...STOP!"
"You need a good fuck don't you, Ms. Lane?"
"AAAAAAAAHHHH! GAAAAAWWDDDD! YESSSSS!"
Lois Lane's passionate moans aroused Dr. Goodspell, and he pumped her even harder, thrusting faster as he leaned down and kissed Lois Lane on the neck and mouth. She parted her lips and accepted his probing tongue by pressing against his with her own. Her hips were bucking wildly, meeting Dr. Goodspell's penetrating thrusts with a reciprocating ferocity. They went at it for hours after Dr. Goodspell convinced Lois it was in her best interest to remove all her clothes. He ordered Lois to change positions at his preference and she complied without question or hesitation. After he sat back in the seat and allowed Lois to ride him for a good long while, he told her to get on the couch on her hands and knees so he could take her from behind. Nothing prepared for anything like the sensation of Dr. Goodspell's cock inside her. The longer he fucked her, the more aroused she became until she began to climax with mind-numbing intensity.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNHHHHHHHH!"
"Yes, Ms. Lane, I can tell you haven't had a good fuck like this," Dr. Goodspell said as he continued humping. "You're as tight and wet as...UUNNNNNNNNHHHH!!"
Dr. Goodspell unleashed his own orgasm; pumping Lois full of his sticky cum. Lois was clawing and biting the couch cushions, urging Dr. Goodspell to fuck her harder as she rocked her hips back to meet his deep thrusts. Her body arched and tensed up with a shuddering climax and her mouth opened to let out a long squeal of delight. Dr. Goodspell enjoyed the erotic expression on Lois Lane's face, and how she tossed her head from side to side as he pumped her full of cum.
He didn't want to pull out, but his vigorous fucking of Lois exhausted Dr. Goodspell, and he winced as his highly sensitive shaft slid out of Lois Lane's soaked pussy. As his cock spit out a few last drops on Lois Lane's back, he uttered a long sigh of pleasure, especially when he felt Lois' cervical walls tightened around his cock as it came out. She whimpered sadly when he was finally out and turned around to rub her slinky body against Dr. Goodspell, who was zipping up his pants.
"Fuck me, again," Lois pleaded with a sexy pout. She was trying to get at his crotch, nuzzling her mouth against his bulge. "I want your cock Dr. Goodspell. I need it."
"I think you'd better get dressed now Ms. Lane. You'll want to look your best when we arrive in France," Dr. Goodspell suggested as he took his handkerchief and wiped the condensation from his glasses. He smiled as he watched Lois look down and notice that she was completely nude and then blushed pink from head to toe.
"Oh, my goodness," Lois said with embarrassment. "You're right."
"Don't worry about getting pregnant, Ms. Lane," Dr. Goodspell informed the baffled reporter. "I've had a vasectomy."
"Oh, that's good," Lois said with relief. She couldn't believe she had been so careless. She quickly slipped on her bra and panties and then her blouse and skirt. After she smoothed out the wrinkles, she put on her jacket and excused herself to freshen up in the lavatory at Dr. Goodspell's suggestion. When she returned, she looked as fresh and beautiful as ever, although with a slightly "fucked senseless" expression on her face. She took her seat and smiled brightly at Dr. Goodspell and asked "Are we almost there?"
"It won't be long now," Dr. Goodspell said as he stared at Lois Lane. She was incredibly sexy in her stylish business suit with its short skirt and pumps. Unbelievably, he felt his cock stirring in his slacks again. Well, it wasn't every day one was able to fuck someone like Lois Lane. He thanked his lucky stars that Lex had called on him to perform this particular service, even though it was at the last minute. But when the name Lois Lane was mentioned he had dropped everything. Now all he had left to do was program Lois' mind with subconscious suggestions. They would later be triggered by unique phrases, and Lois would respond to them when uttered only by Lex Luthor.
Dr. Goodspell looked at his watch, and then at Lois. Her lips had been coated with a fresh gloss of lipstick. It was a little more than an hour before they would arrive in France. He took a few minutes to implant his suggestions in the vulnerable mind of Lois Lane as per Lex Luthor's instructions. Then he made one final suggestion. Lois rose happily from her seat and kneeled before Dr. Goodspell to open his slacks. Once his cock was out, Dr. Goodspell placed a hand on Lois Lane's head and guided her down to his throbbing member. She engulfed him entirely and went to work sucking, licking and bobbing. Dr. Goodspell leaned his head back and sighed with a satisfied smile on his face. Lois Lane was as great a cocksucker as she was a fuck machine.
After he came in her mouth and she swallowed every drop of his cum, Dr. Goodspell completed his hypnotic suggestions and finally allowed Lois to sleep the remainder of the trip. He loved his line of work.
11 - South of France
Lois Lane and Dr. Goodspell were picked up at a French Aeroport used privately by international businessmen and flown by helicopter to Lex Luthor's seaside estate. Once they arrived, Lex gave Lois a cursory nod of greeting before he excused himself and left with Dr. Goodspell for a round of golf. Supergirl welcomed Lois with a smile and hug and led her upstairs to settle into one of the guest rooms. After the servants promptly unpacked and stored Lois bags, they finally had a moment alone for girl talk.
"So," Lois began, "Tell me how everything has been going for you."
"Oh, I don't know where to start," Supergirl exclaimed.
"Well, you certainly look happy," Lois told her.
"I am," Supergirl gushed like a teenager with a crush. "Lex has been so wonderful. You really wouldn't believe how much he's changed."
"You're right, I wouldn't."
"I know what you're thinking, and you have every right to doubt Lex from what he's done in the past, but all I can tell you is that he's been nothing but kind and caring to me. I have to admit, we did kind of start off rough," Supergirl said as she fingered the Kryptonite necklace around her neck. Somehow it didn't seem to bother her anymore. Lex wanted it on her for his piece of mind and that was all that mattered. "But ever since then, it's been nothing but one long honeymoon. And it won't be long now before the baby comes. I can't wait!"
Lois was stunned. She wouldn't have believed it if she wasn't seeing it for herself. Supergirl actually looked radiant in her late stage of pregnancy. She expected a bitter and lonely heroine disgusted by her circumstances. But the opposite was true. Supergirl actually seemed like she was...in love.
"Supergirl, I want to ask you one question and I want you to tell me the truth."
"Of course."
"Has Lex done anything to hurt you?"
"Did Superman want you to ask me that?"
"Actually, no."
"Lois, I promise on my baby's life. After our first night together, Lex has done nothing to hurt me. Like I said, we had a rough start, but that's understandable after all that Lex had done. But once we got past those first few days, Lex started to prove to me how much he really cared about me."
"Well, I guess that answers my question," Lois said, even though she still had her suspicions. Luthor had done so much to try and undermine her and Superman.
"How's everything with you?" Supergirl asked.
"As well as can be," Lois said.
"How's everyone in Metropolis?"
"They all wanted me to tell you that they're thinking about you. I've even heard from some of your friends in Chicago. They can't wait for you to come back home."
An odd expression came across Supergirl's face and she looked down at her hands. Lois thought she detected a heavy sadness in Supergirl.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Come on, you can talk to me," Lois assured her.
"Lois, I don't know how to say this..."
"Just say it..."
"I'm not planning on going back to Chicago."
"What do you mean? I thought you had an agreement with Lex. You would divorce him after the baby was born."
"Lex and I are not going to be divorced."
"What?"
"We're planning on staying together."
"Supergirl, are you serious?"
"Yes."
"Are you telling me that you are really in love with Lex Luthor?"
"I really wasn't sure at first," Supergirl said. "I kept having doubts in the back of my mind, but once I found out I was pregnant, I became more confident in Lex's sincerity. Especially when I told him for the first time. You should have seen the look on his face. I was absolutely sure then, and every day he proves it more and more."
"What about your parents? They still don't know about this."
"I've thought about that, and I'm planning on telling them the truth. I know they'll have a hard time with it at first, but once they see the baby, and how Lex treats me, I'm sure they'll come around. All I want right know is to be the perfect wife to Lex and a wonderful mother to our baby."
Lois couldn't believe what she was hearing. The world's greatest heroine was sounding like a subservient female.
"And where does Supergirl fit into all of this?"
"Actually I've thought even harder about that, but in the end my decision was easy, especially knowing that I have this precious life inside me. I can't do anything to jeopardize that. From now on, I'm no longer Supergirl. I'm just Mrs. Lex Luthor?"
"Mrs. Lex Luthor?" Lois gaped. "Don't you mean Mrs. Kara Luthor?"
"Look, Lois, I don't expect you to understand..."
"I don't believe you're going to give up your role as a heroine."
"From what I've heard, I'm really not needed anymore. Ever since Lex and I have been married, the master criminal element has gone quiet. They know that without Lex to distract Superman, he's free to concentrate on them."
Supergirl was right, Lois thought. Threats to Metropolis from egomaniac master criminals had all but ceased. Things had been relatively stable since Supergirl's marriage.
"Lois, please understand. I just want to be a normal person," Supergirl said. "I want to be taken care of for a change. And Lex will ensure that our baby has everything he ever wants or needs."
Lois still had her doubts, but a small part of her envied Supergirl's happiness. For Supergirl's sake she would go along with her decision. After all, she was a grown up, although she was married to the most dangerous criminal the world had ever known. Nothing would convince Lois Lane of anything otherwise.
"Well, if you're really sure, then I'm very happy for you," Lois said.
"Thank you, Lois," Supergirl said as tears brimmed in her eyes. She leaned across and embraced Lois. "That means the world to me coming form you. Hopefully you can help convince Superman of it too."
Lois sighed and said, "I'll try."
Later that day after catching up on all their talk, a servant arrived to inform Supergirl that Luthor had returned and it was time for her to meet Dr. Goodspell for her exam. Supergirl left Lois alone to finish settling into her room. Lois quickly showered and changed into more comfortable clothes. She slipped on an off white soft linen dress that enhanced her considerable bust and hips and a belt around her slim waist. With her keen sense of fashion, Lois picked out a suitable pair of white pumps to enhance her shapely legs. Then she gave her dark luxuriant locks a good brush out and touched up her minimal makeup. As a well-known news personality in Metropolis, Lois always took pride in looking her best.
For some reason now, Lois had the urge to meet with Lex Luthor, so she took the opportunity to seek him out to have a word with him. A servant informed Lois that Mr. Luthor was in his study, and led him to a closed room. The servant tapped on the door.
"Yes, come in," came Lex's voice from within.
The servant opened the door and informed Lex, "Ms. Lane is here to see you, Monsieur, Luthor."
"Thank you, Jacques," Lex told his servant.
"Shall I bring refreshments, Monsieur?" Jacques inquired.
"No, Jacques, that will be all for now," Lex dismissed his servant. Jacques closed the door behind him and left Lois alone with Lex.
"To what do I owe the pleasure?" Lex asked sarcastically as he sat back in his plush leather chair. He knew only too well how much Lois Lane despised him.
Lois felt uneasy being in the same room with Luthor, much less being left alone with the most dangerous man in the world. She took a seat and crossed her legs, looking at Lex with a sharp expression of suspicion and anxiousness. She finally blurted out what she really wanted to say, "All right, Lex, please explain to me how you did it."
"Pardon me?" Lex asked, raising an eyebrow. "How I did what?"
"Don't act coy with me, Lex. You know exactly what I mean!" Lois said with her typical confrontational manner. "How did you get Supergirl to fall for you?"
Lex gave Lois a condescending smirk. "Lois, I'm sincerely hurt that you would assume Supergirl would not fall for my considerable charm on her own accord."
"You have as much charm as a rattlesnake, Lex!" Lois snapped with a haughty tone. "What are you really up to?"
"I welcome you into my home, and this is the thanks I get?" Lex said as he shook his head in mock disappointment. "I thought you had more class than that Lois."
Lois steamed in her seat, her foot tapping in the air nervously. She couldn't stand the arrogance coming from Lex. "People like you don't change overnight, Lex. I know you're up to something and I intend to find out what it is while I'm here."
"Whatever you say, Lois," Lex chuckled, infuriating Lois even more. He enjoyed watching her become more and more flustered, until finally she had enough and stood up to leave. As she walked toward the door, Lex admired the way her butt cheeks wiggled in her tight dress. Just as she grabbed the door handle, Lex called out, "Lois."
Lois spun around and looked at Lex, waiting to see what he had to say.
"I just want to tell you one thing," Lex said.
"What is it?"
Lex spoke to Lois in a clear and concise voice, "You look good enough to fuck, Lois."
Lois was shaken to the core. She scrambled to comprehend what Lex Luthor had just said to her. With stunned silence, her mouth fell open until she could finally utter a few words. "What did you just say?"
"You look good enough to fuck, Lois," Lex slowly repeated the trigger phrase that Dr. Goodspell had implanted in Lois under her hypnotic state. The phrase was now causing a subtle but perceptible change in Lois' mind and attitude. Her eyes blinked and she had to take a deep breath as she became overwhelmed by something that seemed to move her from within. The hand that had tightened on the doorknob turned white as she clenched it and Lois had to lean back and brace herself against the door to keep back the sensation of passing out. When the feeling passed, she was able to concentrate again, and her first thoughts were of Lex. And how incredibly sexy he was.
"Unnnh!" Lois gasped and closed her eyes when she realized what she was just thinking. Lex? Sexy? How could she be thinking that? Her breathing and heart rate began to pick up as Lois began to grasp her situation. Here she was visiting Supergirl, who was married to the vilest criminal mastermind on earth. The man who had tried to destroy the one man she truly loved. How could she even think that for even one moment?
"Lois, are you all right?" Lex asked with a sly grin as he stood up and walked around his massive desk to approach Lois. "You look flushed. Perhaps it's the jet lag form your trip."
Lois was speechless. Her mind could not comprehend what her subconscious was telling her. That she had to make love to Lex Luthor. She needed to make love him now or she would go crazy.
"Lex...I...I..." Lois struggled with her thoughts.
"Yes, Lois?" Lex asked as he stood mere inches from her trembling body as she kept herself pressed back hard against the door.
"Lex, I don't know...why I'm feeling this way..."
"What way, Lois?"
"You're...married...I love...Superman..."
"And?"
Lois whimpered and tried to restrain her urges, which were now boiling up within her like a pressure cooker. Her ample breasts were rising and falling and her nostrils flared as her breathing quickened. She could feel her temperature rising and the recognizable sensation of dampness between her legs. She fought the urge to cup her groin and press the maddening itch there.
"Lex, I need you..." Lois panted.
"Need me?"
"Yes," Lois gasped. She was dying to reach out and touch Lex, but her instincts held her back. Despite her arousal and urge for Lex, she kept thinking of Supergirl and Superman as well as Lex's evil deeds while she struggled desperately to remain chaste.
"I'm shocked at you Lois," Lex smirked. "I'm a married man. This is very inappropriate."
"I know!" Lois exclaimed. "I don't know what's the matter with me."
"I think I know what's going on, Lois," Lex said. "You're testing me to see if I'm completely faithful to Supergirl, aren't you? Did Superman put you up to this? You should be ashamed of yourself."
"No, it's not that..."
"What is it then? Are you envious of Supergirl's happiness? Do you really want to ruin her relationship with me? That's not like you, Lois."
"Please, Lex..."
"Wait, I know what it is," Lex teased Lois unmercifully. "You're attracted to me now that you know you can't have me. I'm more desirable to you now that I'm happily married. Am I challenge now? Is that it, Lois?"
"No..." Lois moaned. "I just want you to...fuck me."
"Well, Lois, what makes you think I would want to fuck you, as you put it so eloquently?"
"Please don't do this to me, Lex," Lois whimpered.
"Well, I have to admit, I did say myself you looked good enough to fuck," Lex said as he reached up and placed his hand on Lois' hip. "Maybe I shouldn't have been so bold. Can you forgive me Lois? I didn't mean to send you the wrong signals."
"Ummmm," Lois moaned and trembled at Lex's touch.
"I suppose it really wouldn't do any harm if we had sex," Lex said. "Just this once. That way we can both say we tried it and then we can move on with our own lives. What do you think, Lois?"
Lois couldn't take any more. The tension had built to a fever pitch. Lex's touch was driving her wild with arousal, and her body was responding accordingly. She reached up with both hands and clutched Lex by his shirt and pulled him close. She kissed him passionately, panting and gasping as she slipped her tongue into his mouth. Lex pressed up against Lois' tight squirming body. His bulge was rock hard now, and he pressed it into Lois' groin as she spread her legs apart to allow Lex closer. They kissed for several minutes, each of them using their hands to roam over the other's body.
Lex was utterly amazed at how turned on Lois was. Dr. Goodspell had done very well, just as instructed. What would Superman think about Lois if he saw her now? His mortal nemesis' one true love, the sexy and independent Lois Lane, had been turned into a she-cat in heat. He took full advantage of Lois Lane's vulnerability, groping her breasts and cupping her firm ass cheeks to squeeze them at his pleasure. It was a purely intoxicating moment as Lex realized how he had longed for just this opportunity. To take the beautiful but arrogant reporter and ravage her at will. He lifted Lois upward against the door and pressed harder between her legs. Lois responded by hiking up one shapely leg and wrapping it around Lex's waist and pulling him tight, all while exchanging long wet kisses.
When Lois was sufficiently heated up, Lex brought her over to his desk and lifted her by the waist to slam her ass onto the top edge. Lois gasped with excitement, and reached for Lex's shirt to open it as quickly as possible, kissing his exposed neck and chest as she did so. Lois' dress had a plunging neckline, and Lex took great pleasure in opening the front to further expose her chest and stomach. In no time, he pulled apart her white satin push up bra and leaned down to feast on her exposed breasts, suckling her swollen nipples while he clenched and massaged her succulent mounds.
Lois was completely sexed up now, and she couldn't unbuckle and open Lex's slacks fast enough. Her soft hands reached inside to cup his groin, massaging it into full hardness as she moaned in Lex's embrace. Normally the thought of making love to Lex repelled her, but she could not fight the overwhelming urge to fuck him. All she could think of was having Lex's cock inside her aching pussy.
Lex handled Lois roughly, which seemed only to arouse her passion further. He slammed her back down on the desktop and pushed up her dress to expose the tender mound between her legs covered with white satin panties. The moment was almost at hand. He was about have his way with his long time nemesis Lois Lane, who had written so many damaging exposes and stories about him. He'd tried getting her so many times before, but now it was actually going to happen. He was about to give Lois Lane the fuck of a lifetime. A grudge fuck she would never forget.
Lois kicked her shoes off and lifted her hips to allow Lex to push up her dress further and yank her panties completely off. Then she waited breathlessly as Lex positioned himself between her legs. With a lascivious smile, he asked her, "Are you sure you want to betray Superman by making love to his enemy?"
Lois whimpered as she tried to fathom his question. However, the need for his cock overweighed anything that Lois could comprehend. "Please...just fuck me!"
"All right, Lois, you asked for it," Lex sneered with delight. Without any regard for anything but his won carnal desires, Lex grasped Lois tight by the waist and plunged his throbbing member into Lois Lane's damp pussy.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" Lois screamed out as Lex filled her to the hilt, penetrating deep inside her tight velvet sheath. "OOOOOOOOOHHHHHH!!!"
"Yes, I knew you'd like that Lois," Lex hissed as he gave Lois one long hard thrust. "You need a good hard fuck from Lex Luthor don't you?"
"UNNNNNNNNHHHHHH!!! Yessssssss! Fuck me Lex!" Lois moaned loudly. She was totally uninhibited in her desire for Lex. The beautiful brunette arched her body and adjusted her hips to allow Lex further penetration. He felt so incredible inside her she couldn't believe it. She felt compelled to pull him down on top of her so she could kiss him while he thrust inside her. Nothing ever felt like this.
Lex enjoyed Lois Lane's arousing actions. The thought that he was going to make Superman's girlfriend his bitch pumped him up and urged him into a furious state of mind. He was going fuck the famous Lois as long and as hard as possible. He reached under to clench her tight butt cheeks and rammed deeper. Lois responded with animalistic grunts and squeals. Now matter how rough Lex was with her, it only turned her on even more. Lois lifted her legs even higher, until Lex adjusted his arms, slipping them under her knees to position her legs up over his shoulders. He pounded Lois mercilessly on the desktop while she held on to Lex for dear life, clawing at his back as intensely sensual sensations electrified her body and mind. She winced with lewd pleasure, biting Lex on the shoulder and sucking at his neck and chest as he pumped her relentlessly.
It only took Lois a few minutes to reach climax the first time, and she screamed out with delight, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!! GAAAAAAAAAWD! LEX!!"
"Yes, you like my cock, don't you Lois?"
"YES!" Lois exclaimed without shame.
"Well, even though you've already cum, I'm far from through with you."
Lex revelled in Lois Lane's obvious pleasure, taking lascivious delight in the fact that he was nailing the prim and proper Lois Lane on his own desk like she was cheap whore. When he tired of the position, he pulled out and brashly ordered Lois, "Turn over Lois, I'm going to give it to you from behind like the little bitch you are!"
Lois, turned on by Lex's crude words, eagerly did as she was told. She turned over onto her stomach as she looked back at Lex with wanton desire. She urgently needed his cock no matter what she really thought of Lex.
"Not so prim and proper now, are you Lois?" Lex sneered as he slapped his palm down on her butt cheek and used the other to guide his wet cock back into Lois heated pussy. "And your precious Superman is not here to save you."
UUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNGGGGHHH!!!" Lois groaned as Lex entered her with one quick hard thrust. She was tight and wet, and her pussy seemed to grip his cock like a fist as he pumped her.
"This is for all those damaging stories you wrote about me, Lois," Lex grunted as he began ramming Lois with ferocious intensity. "For all the times you made me look like a fool."
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNHHH!" Lois moaned.
"Yes, it's everything I imagined," Lex said with a delighted grin. "Fucking the Daily Planet's darling news bitch. I always wondered what you were like when you let your hair down, but I never suspected you were such a hell cat, Lois," taunted Lex.
Deep down, Lois wanted to respond in kind to Lex's demeaning remarks, but her mind and body betrayed her deeper instincts. What could have caused her to become like this? She was so dependent on her desire for Lex Luthor, despite her hate for the most evil man in Metropolis. All she could really comprehend was how incredible she felt being used by him. The more he treated her like a common slut, the more it turned her on. It was unimaginable.
"UNH! UNH! UNH!" Lois grunted with each vigorous thrust from Lex. Her body shivered with another orgasm as Lex's member throbbed inside her.
"Yes, you're a good little slut Lois," Lex said as he reached for her hair and yanked her head back to hiss in her ear. "I think you just might make a proper mistress for me. Of course, we'll keep our little affair very discreet won't we?"
"Yes, Lex! UMMMMMMMM! I promise!" Lois moaned.
"That's good, my sweet little Lois," Lex said, giving Lois an extra hard thrust, making the ravishing brunette grunt and wince. "Not a word to my bride, Supergirl or your bumbling buffoon Superman. This will be our little secret."
"Yes, Lex, just keep fucking me!" Lois begged until Lex savagely pumped her into yet another multiple orgasm. Lois was shuddering and whimpering with each thrust.
After several more minutes of relentless pounding, Lex finally decided he had enough with Lois Lane's sopping cunt and cruelly pulled out of her before she had a chance to recover from her orgasm. "Now it's time to see how well you use your mouth for something other than talking and gossiping. Get down on your knees, Lois."
"Yes, Lex," Lois said dutifully, despite the fact that her pussy still ached for Lex's stiff cock. She knelt down before him, and when she became face to face with his member, she began to salivate. She opened her mouth and leaned forward to accept it, but Lex grabbed her by the hair and held her back. Lois looked up at him with a confused look in her eyes.
"Beg for it, Lois," Lex commanded.
Lois, who was still panting from Lex's fucking, grabbed his pants and pleaded, "Please, Lex, please let me have it!"
"You aren't going to write any more lies about me, are you Lois?"
"No, Lex, I promise," Lois whined.
"Good girl," Lex said. "You may suck it now."
"UMMMMMPP!" Lois moaned with pleasure as she engulfed Lex's thick shaft. She slid her lips around the head deliciously, slurping at it like she was savoring a nectar-covered treat. Lex groaned, as his cock seemed to swell twice its size, and pushed his hips forward to plunge his prick deep into Lois Lane's salivating mouth. Lois suckled it greedily, taking as much as she could without gagging.
"Yes, Lois, I always knew you wanted me," Lex moaned with delirious pleasure. He looked down and watched as Lois gripped the base of his shaft and pumped her head back and forth on his cock, using her tongue to tease him. It thrilled him to see Lois look up at him with a mixed look hate and lust as she sucked him off with expert technique. He couldn't help but taunt her further. "I'll wager you never performed anything like this for Superman, have you slut?"
Lois shook her head 'no.' She hated Lex to talk about Superman like that. It made her feel degraded and guilty for what she was doing. So she tried to distract him by pleasuring him even more. She sucked and licked him furiously, from his swollen balls to the tip of his penis, back and forth and around, moaning, humming and slurping like a nymphomaniac. "HUMMMMMMMM. UMMMMMMMMM. SPLUUUMMPPP!"
"Yes, that's very good Lois," Lex sighed. "You're a natural born cocksucker. I just may have to hire you to replace my assistant Marla once we return to Metropolis after my child is born. She gives incredible head, but you have the advantage of being just as talented as well, and the novelty of having the great Lois Lane at my beck and call is too good to pass up. What do you think, Lois? You really wouldn't mind giving up your fabulous career as a journalist in the world's biggest city to fetch coffee and run errands for me. I promise the salary will match whatever Perry White is paying you, plus you have the additional benefit of servicing me whenever I'm in the mood for a good fuck or a sensational blowjob at the end of a rough day."
Lois couldn't believe what she was hearing. Never in a million years would she accept the idea of working for Lex. Superman would be furious. But the thought that she would see him every day, plus the chance that he would have sex with at his discretion overcame any concern. It was more than she could hope for. Between slurping and licking, Lois exclaimed, "Yes, Lex! UMMMMPPP! I'll accept your... HMMMMM! ...More than generous offer! UUUUUUUMMMMMMM!"
"I thought you would, Lois," Lex grinned. "As an extra bonus, I'm going to allow you the pleasure of swallowing my cum. You'd like that wouldn't you, Lois?"
"Yes, Lex! Please let me swallow!" Lois whined with desperation. When Lex saw the pleading look on Lois Lane's face, he grinned with diabolical glee. First, he had humiliated Wonder Woman, then he had domesticated Supergirl, and now the uppity Lois Lane was finally going to receive her comeuppance. He seized Lois roughly by the hair, and plunged his cock deep in her panting hot mouth, as the intense unleashing of his load finally erupted, shooting down Lois's throat. She swallowed him eagerly, moaning passionately as she satiated her hunger. A final shuddering climax rocked her from within, and she jammed her fingers into the dampness between her legs while she jerked Lex furiously with her other hand, sucking in her cheeks to get every drop.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" Lex sighed as his cock spasmed inside Lois mouth. He slowly pulled out and used his still throbbing member to wipe over Lois's slick lips, dripping cum and saliva down her chin and spilling onto her bare breasts. She used her hand to wipe it and licked off her fingers while she continued to slowly pump Lex's cock.
"I must say, that was fantastic, Lois," Lex complimented his new conquest. "I didn't know you had it in you. Why don't you get dressed and run along now. My wife should be through with her exam by now. You two can go shopping or something while I catch up on some work. I'll join you for dinner later this evening."
"Yes, Lex," Lois said as she promptly tugged on her panties and readjusted her rumpled dress. Then she slipped on her pumps and hurried toward the door.
"By the way, Lois," Lex called out. "You're an excellent fuck."
Lois blushed at Lex's rude compliment. There was an exciting sensation she felt at the thought of his words. But then she was overcome with a disorienting sense of déjà vu. Whatever phrase Lex had just used, it triggered her mind to fully disperse what had just happened. It was if she had just walked away to leave the first time. As far as she was concerned, she had just told Lex that she was going to find out what he was up to, and her feelings for Lex were just the same as they had always been, total disgust and suspicion. Once she left and closed the door, Lex smiled wickedly to himself. Life was getting better by the day.
12 - Marital Bliss
The event came a month later on a beautiful April day. Inside Lex Luthor's estate, an army of private doctors, pediatricians, pre and post-natal specialists, anaesthesiologists and nurses were on standby in a converted room sanitized and fully equipped with the most up to date medical equipment for Supergirl's delivery. With an ear-piercing wail, the healthy nine-pound baby boy came into the world with no complications whatsoever. After the quivering newborn was washed with great care, he was handed to the proud father, who carried him to Supergirl. The maid of steel's blue eyes brimmed with tears of joy and she took the infant into her warm embrace.
The head of the team of French doctors congratulated Lex. "We are proud to have your son as a French citizen Monsieur Luthor. "Do you have a name for him?"
"Yes," Lex smiled proudly a he bent to kiss the forehead of his son. "Lex, Junior, of course."
"Very fitting, Monsieur," the doctor smiled.
Lex exchanged a kiss with Supergirl as well, and told her, "I'm very proud of you. You did very well."
"Thank you, sweetheart," Supergirl gushed. "He's so beautiful isn't he?"
"Yes, he is," Lex agreed.
Away from the gathered crowd of doctors and nurses, Lois Lane stood back in the corner, uneasy with the whole situation, despite the proof of witnessing Supergirl's happiness and devotion to Lex for herself. She still couldn't believe it was actually happening.
It took Supergirl hardly any time at all to recover from her delivery. Soon she was in her spacious nursery, rocking the baby as she sang softly to him. She adored little Lex and doted on his every needful whimper and cry. It was incredible how her maternal instincts took over. She felt fully feminine with her new baby boy. She loved to breast feed him, and giggled at the way he hungrily suckled her nipple to take the nourishing milk. It made her feel like a proud doting mommy to her newborn son. It thrilled her even more when Lex looked on to see how good a mother she was.
Lex himself took great pride in seeing Supergirl now fully domesticated. The once mighty superheroine had now fully taken on her role as a wife and mother. There was no end to the sublime feeling Lex enjoyed at knowing he had the full devotion of the strongest and most beautiful heroine on earth. She had promised Lex that things would soon return to just the way they were in the bedroom. And she couldn't wait to get started with having more children, especially a little girl. Lex smiled at the idea of having an ever-pregnant bride. And he couldn't wait to return to Metropolis. It would be his ultimate triumph to see the look on Superman's face when Supergirl informed him that she would be devoting all her time to taking care of Lex raising his son instead of taking on new perils and catastrophes. And Wonder Woman wouldn't be so high and mighty with him now that they shared a naughty little secret. Then there was the matter of Lois Lane. He looked forward to getting back to LexCorp to begin training Lois properly in her new position as his assistant. Every defeat at the hands of Superman would be worth knowing he was defiling the man of steel's only love whenever he wished.
In time his son would grow to be a man, and Lex would instruct his progeny in the ways of the world. With Supergirl and Lois Lane on his side, along with a soon to be growing family, there would be no end to the pain and hurt he would inflict on Superman. World domination was nothing compared to Lex Luthor's new future.
THE END