Date: Wed, 21 Jul 2021 17:08:01 +0000 (UTC)
From: corpusdawg88@aim.com
Subject: Domination of silver age superboy part 8

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Pete rode me around the lab for another hour, his horse cock pounding my
pussy without mercy. , I wish I could say I wanted him to stop...but I
didn't.

I was completely into it, he kept barking orders at me, telling me to do
more and more, and I did each one without complaint, until he shot his load
up into me, calling me a good boy as he did. When we landed the professor
helped him off of me and then held a device up to his face.

A burst of light flashed and Pete blinked a few times in confusion.

"Pete, go upstairs and lie down for awhile ok?"

Pete nodded blankly and walked upstairs in a daze.

"What did you do?" I asked, getting dressed.

"I erased his short term memory, he won't recall any of these events. I
thought it would be best.:

I felt so relived, "Thank you professor, I am so sorry you..." though a
part of me was disappointed Ephe wouldn't use me like that again.

He held up a hand, "Superboy, you do not have to apologize for anything. I
not one to judge other people's sexuality."

"But I'm not queer professor! I'm not!"

He seemed to think about it for a moment, "Be that as it may, you do seem
to be enjoying this."

I sat down and held my head in my hands, "I know, I don't know what
happened!"

He sat across from me, "I might have a theory."

I looked up, eager for him to make some sense of all this.

"From the day you've landed on Earth, you've been the strongest being
alive. Even as a baby you were invulnerable, you have never once been
threatened or been at a physical disadvantage."

I nodded, all of this I knew.

"People need boundaries, some even crave them. They tell us how far we can
go, how hard we can be, you've never had that, and I think a part of you
craves it."

"Crave? Crave what?"

"Well, normally I would say boundaries but I think something else is coming
into play here. Have you ever heard of a submissive?"

I cocked my head.

"it is a person who prefers to be...well dominated. Ahem...sexually."

My eyes got wide as I stood up, "What? No way!"

"SIT DOWN!" he barked and my butt hit the seat in a flash, my cock was
instantly hard.

He smiled, "As I was saying..."

There had been a thrill, a erotic shiver that passed through me when he
yelled at me.

"I believe if you had been raised on Krypton, without super powers, you
would have had an inclination for this. I think you would have been
comfortable serving...sexually. That coupled with the fact you have gone
years without ever being bettered...I think it has made this perfect storm
within you. This Kal-El, this is who you are. You may be sexually attracted
to females, but you are more sexually drawn to being dominated. And I don't
think you would feel a woman could adequately dominate you, physically at
least. Which then...brings us to this."

I was silent for a long while, taking his words in, feeling their truth
inside of me.

Finally I looked up at him and asked, "So you're saying I'm a pervert?"

He smiled, "No Kal-El, I think you're a teenage boy, the time, historically
when males test and find their sexual preferences. I don't think you're a
pervert, I think you're just...curious."

I still felt ashamed, but I just nodded, "Well thank you professor, you've
been a great help."

He smiled, "Anytime Superboy, I am always here for you."

I took off, leaving the house far behind, wondering what I was going to do
now. I flew back to the lab and made sure there was no pink K left in
there, and cleaned up after everything Chris did to me.

That I allowed Chris to do to me.

Another shudder moves through me as I remembered what had happened in
here. But even as my stomach rolled, my cock began to grow asI gave the
Phantom Zone projector a side glance. I could just release Chris and let
him...

I shuddered as I realized what a horrible idea that would be! Sighing, I
finished cleaning up and went upstairs, feeling as miserable as I ever had.

I got to my room and Bash's scent was everywhere. It was an earthy musk
that was instantly recognizable. At least to me. No one with normal
smelling could detect it, but my nose could and I felt my whole body
stiffen in response. I felt like Kyrpto as I inhaled, taking a lungful of
him and felt my body just shake in response. Oh god I really was turned on
by this, just smelling Bash was making me hard...the scent took e back to
being in his arms, nuzzling into his pit...the feeling of him all around
me, surrounding me, consuming me...

Was this who I was?

Ma called me down for dinner, so I shoved these thoughts away for now.


Monday I went to school with trepidation.

I was hoping whatever the professor did worked on Pete, bad enough Bash had
my button, I couldn't take both of them. I got there early and met Bash
behind shop. He was leaning up against his jalopy, huge grin on his face.It
was amazing how something to plain could look s hot on him. His Fulani
white t-shirt strained at his chest, his letterman jacket open, showing how
small his waist was in comparison. His faded red high tops were unlaced and
the whole thing just made me insane. God I had feelings for him!

"There he is, and early at that."

I nodded, my eyes kept looking down, "Hey Bash."

He paused, "What's wrong Clarkie? Bad weekend?"

Sighing I asked, "Do you just want to do this?"

"Hey," he said, making me make eye contact, "What's up?"

I shook my head, not trusting myself to talk.

He moved close, "Clark..."

I thought he was going to say something but he leaned in and kissed me, my
eyes closed and I kissed him back. Hating how much I was turned on by
it. He was in control, there was no doubt about it, he was kissing me, I
was the girl here...and oh god I was melting because of it.

His hands moved behind me and squeezed my ass, groping me, feeling me
up...oh god I was his girl...I was his bitch and why was I so hard?

He broke the kiss and looked at me, "You ok?"

I nodded, holding my breath I was so caught up. He held me close for a
second, I could smell his soap and shampoo but also him, just under
it...his jacket reeked of him and it made me shake. Finally I broke eye
contact and glanced down, and I heard him laugh.

His hands slowly pushed me down, "Come on baby...you know what you want."

And I did, oh god I did.

I wasn't doing this because Bash was threatening me, now that I wasn't
stoned on pink K I could see the truth. Bash wasn't going to reveal I was
sucking his dick, because he didn't want people to know it either. He had
just as much if not more to lose as I did...and yet I was still kneeling
down all the same.

As I fished out his hard cock I licked my lips, my mind acknowledging how
much I did want this. As I licked up and down his hard shaft, I felt my
mind go warm, not from pink K, but from lust. This wasn't some weird alien
feeling, this was my own desire taking hold of me...making me want this so
bad I didn't care about the risk of getting caught.

I wanted to service Bash, badly.

I loved the feeling of his hands in my hair, the way he pressed my head
into his crotch, the illusion he could hold me here, forcing me to suck his
cock even though he couldn't. But I wanted him to, I so badly wanted him
that I felt my powers lower themselves, making myself incapable of
resisting him if I tried. Everything I had blamed on the pink K had really
been my own mind, giving me what I secretly wanted.

"Oh suck it Clark," he growled, "Fucking work your man's cock..."

Again, him calling himself my mad sent a chill through me. It was like with
Pete, I wanted to belong to him, I wanted him to control me...except with
Pete it was because he was so small and it was humiliating, but with
Bash...

I think I was actually attracted to Bash on some level.

There was something about his cockiness, his bravado...the way he
manhandled me...all of it...it just pushed whatever secret buttons I had
stashed away inside my subconscious.  The pink K had revealed it, but now
that it was out, I couldn't fight it. Straight or not, Bash turned me on in
ways Lana or any other girl had never been able to.

I licked under his balls, looking up at him with hungry eyes, he looked
down, grinning at me, the look of a proud owner, gazing at a loyal pet
obeying their orders.

Oh god just that thought made my cock throb, I was in deep, I wanted too
badly.

"You want my load Clarky? You me to shoot down your throat?"

I nodded as I worked my tongue around his head, every drop of precum was
like freaking candy to me...his load would be everything...

He groaned, and I could feel his cockhead pulse before it began to flood my
mouth with his cum.

My own dick shot in response, another uniform ruined as my hips shook as my
own big cock emptied my balls everywhere, both of us holding on for dear
life as we came together. I made sure to suck every drop out of him before
he laughed and pushed me off of his deflating cock.

"Ok babe...you got it all....knock it off..." his tone was playful and it
made me happy on levels I wasn't prepared to face right now. All I knew was
I stood up and kissed him, the joy in my brain too much to contain.

At first he seemed shocked and then slowly kissed me back, taking control
of the kiss and reminding me again, I was the girl here. We stayed there a
long time, our tongues saying things to each other our voices could never
dare. Finally he pulled back, and leaned his forehead against mine.

"Wow," he said quietly.

I had to agree, this was wow.

"You really like this don't you?" he asked me.

We met eyes, and there was no way I could hide the fear in my eyes, "I do."

He seemed just as confused and admitted, "Me too."

The bell rang and neither one of us moved.

"You want me to come over after practice?" he asked.

I nodded.

"Cool," he smiled.

"Cool," I smiled back.

Someone came around the corner and we moved away from each other, "Yeah I
think you're lost nerd!"

I pushed my glasses up, "Why you have to be see mean Bash?"

He raised his fist and I flinched, backing away slowly, "Get out of here
four eyes!"

I scrambled out to the quad, covering my smile as I left.

Pete saw me and waved, "CK! Over here!"

I felt a thrill move through me, remembering that he had fucked me savagely
just 24 hours before, but I pushed it away as I walked up to him and Lana,
"Hey guys."

Pete put his arm over me as I got close, "What's new pussycat?"

That same arm had held me down as he slammed into me, his cock touching me
where no man should be touched. The way he made me scream...cry...beg...

I felt my face grow red as I pulled away, "What?"

He looked at me weird, "Tom Jones? The song?"

Oh god, I tried to calm down and gave him a nervous chuckle, "Oh, yeah
right."

"You ok Clark?" Lana asked me.

I nodded, "Yeah, just...weird weekend..."

The tardy bell rang, "We're gonna be late!" she said, taking off to class.

"You really ok CK?" Pete asked me in a whisper, he put both hands on my
shoulders and the urge to just kneel in front of him so I could suck him
off was intense. "Anything wrong?"

I shook my head, wanting to get out of here as quickly as possible, "I'm
fine, thanks."

And took off.

Oh god this was bad.


I took off before lunch, there was no way I could be around Pete feeling
like this. Besides a good fly around the town would clear my head and give
me time to think. Bash was coming over after football practice, and there
was no way he wasn't going to fuck me. God just the thought scared me, the
shame, the humiliation...

But also the desire.

Standing next to Bash, it was easy. Of course I wanted him. But out here,
as Superboy, I couldn't do it, I couldn't be like this. I had to cut it
off, I had to find a way to get rid of Bash and get away from this queer
stuff. I began to think about how to shake Bash when I heard a loud
explosion off in the distance.

I saw a plume of smoke in the distance and knew...this was a job for
Superboy!

From a distance I could see a figure in the middle of all the dust and
destruction. Using my super breath I cleared the area and was shocked by
what I saw. There was a half naked man, wearing only a loincloth in the
middle of a huge crater. He was huge, standing a full foot taller than my
5'10". His body was covered in smooth, thick muscles that glistened with
sweat. His pecs looked bigger than an aircraft carrie while his nipples
were as large as a silver dollar. His abs looked like they had been carved
out of stone instead of flesh and blood. He didn't have an ounce of fat on
him from what I could see. He had long, light brown hair that looked like a
mane around his head.

When he looked up at me I was taken a back by his features, he looked like
a Greek statue.

"You!" he called up at me with a voice that sounded like thunder. It was a
voice that commanded attention and respect...and I had to admit a little
lust. He was seemingly unphased by a seeing flying person, "What world is
this?"

"Earth," I called down, "And you're making a mess."

"Are you Earth's champion?"

Though I would have never called myself that, it sure seemed I fit the bill
right now.

"I am, why have you come here?"

"I am Atlas, and your world is weak and ripe for the Hyssa to conquer. I
have come to save your world and prepare it for the battle."

I floated down, "I don't know who this Hyssa is, but this world is far from
weak."

"I don't have time for this boy, begone and allow me to start."

"I'm sorry my caveman friend, but I cannot allow you to..."

I was so caught up in staring at his body that he was able to cross the
distance between us before I could react. He backhanded me, the hit sent me
flying back almost a mile with one shot! It hadn't hurt of course, but it
had taken me by surprise. Once I had my wits I flew back at him at full
speed, I honestly didn't have time for this kind of nonsense today.

I came rushing at him and had a good, long time to appreciate his
physique. He had a truly incredible body, no doubt about that. He saw me
coming at him and swung at me, slamming me into the dirt. He was so fast!
Before I could recover he jumped on my back and began to hit me.

"Stay down boy, you have met your match!"

His weight bore down on me, his body pressed up against mine. His punches
barely hurt, but he had me face down, at his mercy...I had to end this
now. I tried to push him off me and felt my strength waver. He pushed my
face down into the ground, "Cease your struggles! I am your better!"

His words danced around my head as I felt myself begin to get
lightheaded...

Oh no! Not now!

He was so big, so manly...something about him was triggering my hidden
desire! My strength was shutting down as that part of my brain craved to be
dominated. Gritting my teeth I pushed back and threw him off me. He flew
back and I was able to get to my feet.

He slowly got up, every muscle in his body bulging as he stood up, wide
grin on his face.

"I don't want to fight you," I warned him, trying to get my composure back.

"And I badly want to destroy you," he snarled.

"Last chance."

He turned his had, popping his neck, "If you are too much a coward to
fight, then you should not be a champion."

That was it, I rushed at him, determined to knock this bozo out before this
got out of hand. I swung and clocked him under his chin. He staggered back,
I could see he had underestimated my strength. But even that hit wasn't a
real one. That should have knocked his head off and instead it had just
rattled him. My brain was getting foggy, I couldn't do this right now!

I followed up with two quick punches but he blocked them easily. Using a
burst of superspeed I caught him off guard and knocked him back a few
thousand yards. He dug his fingers into the ground and slowed himself to a
halt.

He got to his feet and smiled, "Is that all you have boy?"

I grit my teeth and sped at him, he easily sidestepped me anticipating my
attack. He bragged my cape as I wizzed by and threw me back the other
way. I came back around to him again and he sent two fast punches to my
gut, not doing any damage but knocking the wind out of me. I took a step
back and hit him with a shot of heat vision. His amulet glowed as the beams
dissipated on hitting him.

"You have power boy, but whoever taught you to fight should be
punished. Your skills are abysmal."

"Self taught," I said going in for a punch, "And I do ok."

I tagged him under the chin and was pretty sure I had this when he grabbed
my wrist and spun it around my back. He had taken the hit to get close! I
struggled but he forced the advantage and moved behind me, pinning my arms
over my head.

"You have fight boy, but you lack any proper fighting skills."

I took off into the air and I could tell he hadn't been ready for
that. Instead of letting go though he wrapped his massive things around my
waist and squeezed. I cried out in pain as we both crashed out the
ground. I was struggling to draw breath when he moved on top of me, holding
me down.

Normally I could have tossed this guy into orbit if I wanted, but my mind
was locking down my strength, making me struggle against him
uselessly. Besides being trapped, it was making my cock throb in
excitement. "Let go!"

He chuckled and moved my arms down, pinning them to my side. He pulled me
close and began to talk in my ear, "On my world you would have been given a
mentor, to teach you how to fight. Where is your mentor boy? Let me fight
him."

I wanted to fight him but I smelled him and felt my resolve sputter. It was
like ten Bashs all at once. God it was as if someone bottled the very
essence of a man and then made it a thousand times more powerful. I had to
get away from him but my body was not on board. I felt myself pressing back
into him even as I struggled.

I tried again to get him off me again, "I don't need a mentor!" But he
didn't budge. There was no way this guy was stronger than me...it was my
own perverted desires that was keeping me here. I tried to wrestle free but
all I ended up doing was push my ass against his groin, god I was doing
this on purpose!

"You do need one boy...for one, I would have taught you humility!"

He pushed me to my knees, forcing my head down, I growled as I fought
against him, but my body was going nuts as he kept me still.

"You would have known to respect your betters...when to submit."

My face was touching the ground as my ass was raised. There was no way this
guy could normally beat me...and the fact this joker was making me
kneel...oh god...he wasn't making me kneel, I was.

"You need a mentor boy...you need to be taught how to fight men, how to
beat men..." I felt his hand move up my ass, "And how to love them."

I froze.

"On my world you would have been taught all this...if you had, then you
would know how to control this."

His hand cupped over my hard cock and I gasped.

"You have a choice boy, submit to me, claim me to be your superior or be
mounted right here where we lay. For if I am to conquer this world, I will
claim their champion first, and I will do it within sight of everyone."

I felt real fear pass through me as I realized what he was talking
about. In his world he didn't just beat someone, he fucked them as well to
prove their dominance. He was saying he was going to fuck me, in front of
everyone to prove he beat me! Oh god...

I had to end this, no matter how much my brain may want this it wasn't
worth my dignity. I tried to summon my strength and push him off me, but
just knowing how humiliating this was made me even weaker. I had to ignore
the drive to let him fuck me and push past it. I couldn't let the world see
what I really was! With a desperate burst of strength I pushed him off me,
getting some distance between us. Shaking my head I saw him coming at me. I
grit my teeth and flew at him, wanting to just knock this asshole out here
and now. But I ran into him and he refused to move, I could feel my powers
pulling back and I groaned as I realized I was literally making myself
lose!

He grabbed me, his gigantic arms encircling my waist. I could see his
swollen biceps flare as he squeezed the life out of me, "Stop struggling
boy!"

His voice was so deep, so masculine...I had to ignore it.

"Stop fighting and submit,"he pulled me closer, and I screamed, even though
he wasn't hurting me. Like the professor had said my invulnerability wasn't
a power I could adjust, so he wasn't hurting me, but he was pulling me
closer. His smell was overwhelming, combined with his voice and perfect
body...

I went limp in his grasp, my head falling into the crack between his chest
and arms. I took a deep breath, feeling myself spin with lust. In that
second he slammed me into the ground face first, stunning me for a moment.

"Now, we come to our first lesson," he said, grabbing the top of my trunks,
"How to lose with grace."

I kept squirming to get free but he was not holding me down with one hand
as he pulled my trunks down. "Please...don't!" I cried out.

"Shh..." he whispered as he pulled my trunks completely off, "Part of you
needs this boy..."

The way he called me boy made me melt inside, and I felt my struggles
lessen as he examined my suit for a seam or zipper. My brain was screaming
at me to take it off for him but I didn't want to...I had to hold on...but
I was slipping.

Getting frustrated he ripped at the seat of my uniform, exposing my ass to
the air and I felt my mind break. I was seconds from submitting, just
begging him to use me when I heard them.

Helicopters!

His impact had to have altered the Army and they were coming to
investigate!

"Wait," I said frantically.

"Stop fighting me boy...you need this...I feel you even want this." he
warned me.

I did, I wanted it so bad, but not in front of everyone! Army copters would
be followed by reporters and cameras. I would die if the world saw me,
getting fucked out here in the middle of nowhere! What would ma and pa
thinks...Pete...Lana...

What would Bash think?

"We have to go," I called out in a panic.

He looked up and saw the army getting closer, Jeep's, helicopters, they
were all headed this was to investigate the same explosion I had seen. Oh
god...

"Leave? I think not..I want these people to see me mount you. I want them
to take in you taking your pride, claiming your as a bitch. I want them to
see you beg me to fuck you harder..."

I closed my eyes as I felt my cock throb, god jus the thought of that made
me even weaker. Come on Clark! Get the fuck up! This guy was a loser with a
loincloth, he wouldn't last three minutes with the real me...or at least
the me I pretended to even. Because here, on my knees, my ass hungry...this
might be the real me.

"Please Atlas, I'll do anything you want," God I hated the way I sounded,
so needy, so weak.

"You will do that anyways,"

God...they were getting closer..."Please...sir...I beg you."

The tip of his finger nudged my hole and I gasped, "You don't nee to beg
boy...I will take care of you."

"I submit!" I blurted out, "I submit...I want you to teach me. Please! I
beg you reach me how to be a boy...we just have to leave here now."

He paused, wondering if this was a ruse or not.

"Please...please sir...I submit...we can't stay here."

He looked up and saw the copters in the distance, and smiled. He reached
down and grabbed me by the back of my uniform, holding me up like I was a
naughty puppy. My mind had weakened me so much all I could do was hang
there with my arms to my side, groaning in shame.

"I have bested you champion!" he yelled at them, "And now I claim him as
mine!"

Several Jeep's had driven up, filled with soldiers, when they saw him
holding my limp body they braked. I could see the shock in their eyes that
I had been beaten, the fact I had given up made it even worse. The shame
and humiliation just made me more turned on, I could only hope they were
too far away too see my bulging erection. I groaned as I wished I could
just die.

As he held me up for them to look at, I felt the shame and helplessness
transform into erotic energy inside of me. My cock was literally throbbing,
if my uniform away actual material it would have been soaked with precum I
was flowing so badly. He was facing me towards them so they couldn't see my
exposed ass, all they saw was Superboy defeated and thing more.

"I claim this planet as mine!" He roared as they all looked on helplessly,
"Your champion is mine!"

"Please..." I moaned.

"Very well boy, let us go somewhere private," with one thrust we were
airborne, jumping us miles away with one bound! His thighs were incredible,
the way they bulged and turned...I looked away before I just shot in my
uniform right there. He was heading back towards town, with my telescopic
vision I could see more copters coming from that direction as well!

I had to think quick before we were seen again. Using my flight I veered us
off to the left, Atlas let out a yelp as we took off towards the lake, I
had to get us out of the sky fast before the copters see us and follow
us. He grabbed me back and I lost control of our flight, we plummeted down
as we struggled for control.

"Stop!" I called out as we headed towards one of the canyon walls.

"Stop struggling!" he bellowed as we hit the side of the rock. With our
speed and mass we crashed through the stone, coming out into another of the
Indian caves long ago buried from a meteor strike. We rolled to a halt, my
head was ringing as my vision adjusted to the darkness of the cave...

Once I could see my mouth went dry as my heart skipped a beat...

He was laughing loudly, "That was quite a ride boy! You have spirit."

I was silently shaking my head, backing out of the cave slowly.

He got up and saw my fear, "Calm yourself son, you need this kind of
training..."

I shook my head, "We have to leave..." I whispered.

The amulet around his neck began to glow and the cave was illuminated by a
mystical glow. Atlas looked around confused, "What is it, why are you so
afraid?"

I pointed, my hand shaking.

He followed my finger and then looked back to me, "What? Is it the
crystals?"

The cave was a giant geode, the interior was covered in pink K, more than I
had ever seen in one place.

He broke off a piece and walked towards me, "This? This is what you fear?"

I could already feel my head clouding up, bad enough that Atlas was turning
me on, but now I had a contact high from the pink K as well. I felt my
balance tilt as I hit the back wall. I looked around confused, where was
the hole we came through?

"Why do you fear this boy? What does it do to you?"

As he got closer I felt the desire to kneel grow. He was massive, wide as a
house, muscles everywhere! He had the body I wanted to have one day, it was
the body of a man, a real man...oh god.

"I see the way your eyes move up and down my body. Admit it boy...you want
me to teach you. Don't you? You want to be shown the way."

I felt my head nod slowly, all on it's own. My mouth was open and I felt
drool roll down my chin.

"And what does this do?" he asked, holding the pink K.

"Makes me...happy..." I answered, my voice sounding like it was coming from
far away.

He looked down at it and the back to me, "Use it."

Like a zombie I took the rock from his hand and put it in mine. A burst of
heat vision melted into my skin and I felt the telltale chill of warmth
move through me. My cock throbbed in my uniform and a low moan escaped my
lips as I felt my legs shake.

"Better?" he asked, moving closer.

I nodded, my eyes fluttering from the rush.

He pressed up against me, my body wedged against the stone wall, "Who are
you boy? What do they call you?"

"Superboy..." I slurred and then added, "Kal-el...", feeling the shame of
admitting my secret identity to a stranger.

"Ok Superboy..." he emphasized the boy in my name and I felt a thrill of
shame, "Why do you have no mentor? Where is your owner?"

"I-I'm not owned...I don't have a mentor."

"You have these powers and no mentor...that's regrettable," his hand moved
up my chest, pausing at my left nipple, "You are a fine colt...but not yet
a stallion."

He tweaked my nipple and I felt my knees go weak.

"You want to be used boy? You want to be made to serve?"

A trembling, "Y-yes sir..." dribble fell out of my mouth as I thrust my
chest forward, greedy for more.

His hand moved up to my throat and pushed me up to my tiptoes, "I will show
you what it means to be a boy, you will learn how good it feels to submit."

I felt my whole body tremble at the thought it of that. My cock throbbed in
my uniform as his words seemed to crack my brain like thin ice over a
lake. My control was the ice and the lust just below was seeping
through...threatening to drag me under. He moved next to me and his scent
was everywhere, I couldn't resist it.

"You ready for your lesson boy?" he whispered in my ears.

I nodded.

He let go of me and I slid down the wall to my knees. I knelt there, head
down, arms to my side, defeated. No, not defeated, there was still a part
of my brain that knew I was stronger than this guy. Logically I knew he
couldn't last two minutes against me, I wasn't defeated.

I had surrendered.

My strength was gone, my will broken. My persona was gone, my true self
revealed.

"Look up at me son."

I looked up at him, my eyes wide with need.

"Until we are done, you belong to me. Stand."

I got to my feet, my body trembling with lust, the urge to just beg him to
touch me was insane.

"This," he took hold of my uniform, "What is this?"

"It's my family crest...it is...it's my legacy."

He nodded, "So it is a sign of your honor, of your position?"

I nodded.

He reached up and began to rip my uniform, I gasped and my hands came up to
stop him automatically.

"I will strip you naked," he warned, "You can submit...or I can do it my
force. Either way you will be naked."

My hands trembled, and I knew I could stop him, I could easily push him
away...but I wanted this, oh god how I wanted it. I slowly dropped my hands
and he smiled as ripped my top off completely. He rubbed my pecs and abs,
marveling at my body. "Look at you," he said lustfully, walking up to me,
"My god you are beautiful."

His praise made me even more excited, a small whimper coming from my throat
unconsciously.

He undid my belt and tossed it aside carelessly. He grabbed either side of
my pants and pulled, ripping them don the center, my hard cock slapping
upwards once freed. He tore the rest of my uniform off and left me standing
there, breathlessly, naked as the day I was born.

"Look at me," he commanded and my head snapped up instantly.

His body glistened in the light of his magical amulet, each line of his
muscular body shone as he stared at me with those piercing eyes. "You are a
boy, you were made to submit. You will learn to serve others, follow
orders...give pleasure."

God just his words made my eyes water in joy, I had not understood how much
I wanted this until this very moment.

"This," he gestured to his loincloth, "This is enchanted to protect and
conceal me. It can only be removed by my will. Step forward."

I took a step towards him, another drop of precum falling off my raging
cock as I got closer to him.

"Look at this," he said, taking hold of my shaft, making me gasp and nearly
cum right there. "One day you will be a mighty warrior, a true man among
men. With this you will please many people, even a boy of your own one
day."

I was trembling under his touch.

"I will teach you how to use this, to master it...would you like that boy?
Do you want me to teach you how to pleasure?"

"Y-yes sir..." I half moaned.

He let go of me and the sound of my cock slapping up against my hard
stomach was deafening in the cave. "Remove my belt..."

My hands were shaking as I reached up and undoing his belt. The buckle
unfastened and I felt a small tingle pass through my hands as the
enchantment released and allowed the belt to open. I slid the belt off his
waist and his loincloth swelled, a huge bulge rising up magically, exposing
a cock that would look large on a horse! Once the belt was off I reached
for the cloth, and pulled it off.

Revealing over ten inches of uncut cock that was as thick as my wrist!

"This, this is a man's tool," he said proudly, "This is the weapon who will
break you tonight."

My eyes were huge, my mouth hung open in shock.

"You may worship it now."

My resolve broke and I let out a desperate whine as I sank to my knees and
began to lap and it gingerly. His taste was like nothing I had ever dreamed
of, the smell that came off his crotch...it was overwhelming! His
enchantment may have hid his massive cock, but it did nothing to disperse
his musk. Even as I worked up and down the massive shaft of flesh my mouth
watered and I was making mewing sounds from my throat.

"Oh yes...you needed this didn't you my boy? You needed someone to belong
to?"

I nodded as I licked, relishing everything about this moment, my brain
searing the sensations into my memory like molten lava. I just knew that no
matter how old I got, how much I did...I would always remember this moment
and it would always turn me on. I held the base of his dick with both hands
as I slathered it with my spit. I was desperate to cover every inch of it,
showing my love for each and every part of his man's body equally.

His huge hands moved through my hair, pushing me up against his meat, just
that gesture made me moan as I tried to reach to the top, to suck at his
tip. I had to get off my knees to reach the top of his shaft, my jaw ached
as I stretched it over his slit. The first drop of precum made my frame
shake as I licked frantically for more.

"Such a good boy," he said, stroking my head as I worked, "Work down that
meat, show me how much you crave it."

I felt like crying I wanted it so bad. My mind was unspooling, so much more
than before. I had no doubts, no regret, nothing. If he told me we were
never leaving his cave and I would ride this cock for the rest of my life,
I would agree instantly. This was it, this is what my mind had craved the
whole time. I wanted to belong to someone, I needed to be owned...I was
tired of being Superboy, I was exhausted from being in control the whole
time. I didn't want the world to depend on me...I wanted someone else to
tell me what to do...wanted it so bad.

"Shhh...." he said softly, "Shhhh....it's ok now."

It took me a moment to realize I had been sobbing as I sucked his cock,
tears of joy has been running down my face as I submitted to him
completely. He reached down and raised me up until I was standing, looking
up at him as I shook.

"It's ok now little warrior...you see it now, how good it feels to submit,
to serve. Oh can feel it in your soul, this was what you were meant to be."

I nodded and he leaned down to kiss me, and I kissed him, trying to thank
him for everything with my tongue. Even his tongue dwarfed mine, filling my
mouth and controlling the kiss completely. I couldn't reach around his
body, instead my hands rested on his hard, smooth pecs as I leaned into
him, relishing the feeling of him as he claimed me with his mouth.

I was dizzy from his kiss, my body swayed as my senses consumed him. When
he broke the kiss I still stood there, eyes closed, mouth open...cock
weeping against my body.

"Look at me."

I opened my eyes and gazed up at him.

"Beg me."

The words just spilled out, not an ounce of hesitation.

"Please sir, please use me. Train me, make me submit..."

My rational mind could not believe what I was saying, but my hungry soul
knew better.

"On your hands and knees, face down, ass up. Now!"

I couldn't move fast enough, I fell to the floor, whimpering as I raised my
ass, laying my face flat against the floor. I was so exposed, so...so
submissive.

His hand moved over my ass, "You...you are a such a find...a thoroughbred
pony...dying to be rode."

"P-please sir..." I begged.

"Shhh..." he said, prying my cheeks apart, "I have you boy...I have you."

I was about to keep pleading when I felt his tongue touch my hole. I
groaned as it pressed into me, stretching me wide as he entered me
effortlessly. His tongue was so big, so wide...it felt like a wet, spongy
cock that was driving me crazy. I pounded my fists on the cave floor as he
violated me in ways no one had before. It felt like his tongue kept
expanding, filling me completely, like a lizard's tongue, pushing,
tickling...making me scream!"

"FUCK ME! OH GOD PLEASE..."

He chuckled and my entire ass hummed in response as he kept pushing into
me, prying my walls apart quarter inch at a time. I felt myself back onto
his face, mewling like a hungry kitten as I felt my mind begin to crumble
one whine at a time. He pulled his face back, and slowly began to fuck me
on that tongue, it slid in and out, flashes of light exploding in front of
my eyes as my head shot up, mouth open in a silent scream.

He slowly began to piston out of me, his warm, wetness making me feel
things no cock ever had. If I knew such pleasure was possible I would have
spent all my life looking for it. I would have never wasted time fighting
crime or going to school, I would have lived here, on my knees, begging for
it. His strong hands were placed on either side of my ass, holding me
firmly in place, keeping me still despite my gyrations.

He kept me like this for what felt like hours, my mind and body literally
shaking with lust, my voice raw from begging. When it felt like I was about
to pass out I felt him slowly withdraw from my quivering hole. When the
last few inches slipped free I let out a breath I didn't even know I had
been holding. I laid there, panting, a pool of precum under my cock as my
hole spasmed, screaming for it to be filled again.

His voice was next to my ear, his body pressed against mine, "How was that?
How does my boy feel?"

My mind was just a fog, "Oh god..,more...please daddy...more..."

The word daddy shocked me, I hadn't even meant to...

His hand moved across my lower back, "Do you wish me to be your new
father?" he pulled me up to my knees, "Is that it? Do you crave a father's
love?"

I tried not to respond but my mouth just began to babble, "Please...please
daddy..."

He wrapped his arms around me, bring my mouth to his, "I'm here boy...I
have you."

He kissed me and I found myself drowning in him, I didn't care if I was
acting like a girl or weak. I wanted him so badly I melted back into him as
his hands roamed over my body like I was a piece of meat. He tweaked my
nipples, groped my pecs, traced my abs...and I let him. I showed my new
daddy my whore body for him gladly, his touch making me fall drunk with
lust.

"Are you ready boy?" he asked, "Are you ready to be broken?"

I nodded, afraid to answer I case I started crying again.

He pushed me away and I turned to face him. His cock was hovering there,
massive, throbbing, making me insane as I watched. He sat down, legs
spread, his hands outstretched to me, "Come boy...you know what's next."

I crawled towards him, my eyes never leaving his wet cockhead. Feeling like
a child I climbed up to my knees, straddling his waist. I could feel his
shaft slide between my cheeks, my eyelids fluttering as I suppressed
another moan.

"You are mine," he said, his hands moving through my hair, "Your body
belongs to me now..."

I nodded, "It does."

I felt his cock slide up and down the valley of my ass, my back arching in
response, wanting it so bad...

"You will take me in you, ride me, serve me...you will work it until you
can't. You will break yourself on me...won't you?"

"Yes sir," I whispered.

He stopped sliding his cock and I felt his head push at my hole.

I gasped as panic began to sink in, "Wait..please sir...it won't fit...I
can't..."

"Quiet," he snapped and my mouth closed, "You are right to fear...but a
warrior does not let fear stop them. Will it hurt? Yes. Will you let that
stop you?"

He looked me dead in the eyes and slowly I shook my head, "No sir."

He smiled, "Good boy...such a good boy."

His head pressed against my hole and I closed my eyes, taking a deep
breath. Focusing, I pushed back, feeling his girth shove it's way into me,
the pain flaring as he stretched me beyond belief. I screamed as I felt him
violate me, I wanted to pull myself off, to just force it out of me...but I
didn't. Instead I bore down and tried to work past the pain. Luckily the
pink K had numbed me in places...so I was out of it just enough to keep
going.

"Yes..." he hissed, "That's it...the pain owns you...feel it...take
it...that's my boy."

"I'm your boy," I moaned, pushing myself back further and further. "I'm
your good boy..."

His hands once again moved all over my body, "My beautiful boy...my hard
bodied boy..."

I steady myself on his broad shoulders, my hole screaming as his cock
forces his way into me. I am shaking and barely half of him is in me, I
want to stop but I know I have to do this. I need to do this. The whole
time he praises me, telling me how much he will care for me...protect
me...train me. As much pain I am in I am desperate for more. I want to show
him I can take it, that I can withstand it. I could be his good boy...I
could...I would...

As I sank lower onto him his huge cock nudged something in me and my body
began to shake. It was like an electric shock deep within me, I had felt it
grazed and tickled before, but this was different. His cock had crushed
whatever it was and my head shot up as I let out a wail...my cock exploding
all over his massive chest.

My cock just came and came, my ass kept squeezing his dick, pushing
whatever it was against his thick shaft, making me cum even harder. I shook
on his cock, like a hand puppet, my eyes rolled back, my tongue rolled out
of my head as I just vibrated on his cock helplessly.

"Oh..." he exclaimed, holding me still as I continued to spray cum all over
him, "I see we have found your bitch pot. All boys have this spot..." he
kept pushing me down onto him, making my body shudder with each additional
inch. "This is what breaks you, this is what will own you. You feel me in
you? Can you understand what will make you submit?"

My head was rolling from side to side and he kept filling me with his
enormous shaft. I tried to nod but all that happened was spittle rolled
down my chin. My eyes had rolled back into my head and my entire life had
become his cock.

He kept pushing me down until I felt myself settle on his lap, I had never
felt so full before.

"There we go..." he cooed, moving a stray lock of hair out of my eyes, "So
good...such a good boy..."

My head fell against his chest, my ass throbbing from the 11 inches of
mancock in me. He rubbed my back as I tried to come to terms with my
reality. I felt drained, but at the same time complete. "My little
warrior...who has bested you?"

"You..." I said breathlessly, "You sir..."

He tilted my head up and began to kiss me. Slowly, I began to come back to
life. At first I was just kissed, but then I began to kiss him back, the
feeling of his throbbing meat in me began to excite me again. I kissed him
harder as I felt him shift, his incredible length moving slightly, causing
my brain to explode with pleasure and I moaned around his tongue.

His hands cupped under my hard buns, and lifted me barely half an inch. I
broke the kiss gasping, my entire soul shook as I sank back down to his
lap. I was out of breath again, I just held him as I shook.

"Oh my boy likes that..." he said with a smile, lifting me up a half inch
again, and then letting me go.

"Oh god..." I called out, feeling my ass scream out in pain while my girl
spot kept sending me pure ecstasy through me. The two sensations fought for
dominance in my head as he lifted me again, this time a little further.

"Fuuckk...." I roared as the additional length caused more pleasure than
pain.

"That's it...surrender..." he said, lifting me an inch this time and
watching me slide down his cock.

 "Ooohhh...god...you're so big...so..."

"Faster my little warrior...faster..."

An inch became two which became four. I held on to his shoulders as my ass
became accustomed to his girth, filling me, stretching me...breaking me...

"Good boy..." he said lifting me up six inches and then pulling me down
hard. My head flew back as I yelped, my cock twitched as I felt my girl
spot explode with pleasure. He pulled me up again and again and
again...faster...harder...not just pushing but slamming me down now.

"Oh...oh....sir...sir..."I beg, holding on for dear life.

"Faster little one...faster..."

"P-please...please..." I chant, not sure what I was pleading for. I was now
pulling myself up as he slammed me back down, my cock now rock hard,
slapping between our hard abs as I bounced up and down faster and faster.

"You feel that little warrior...you feel me?"

"Yes...yes...oh daddy...please..." I whine, pulling myself up even further,
I'm sliding up and down over eight inches now, fucking myself on his donkey
cock...making my girl...my...my pussy sing with waves of pleasure. The
faster he fucks me the more I can feel it, I'm not a boy, I'm not a
man...his cock is everything, it is everywhere...he is stretching my pussy
like crazy. I am screaming for him now, I can't slam down hard enough onto
him, there is no way for me to fuck myself on him fast enough. As much as
it is...I want more...I scream for more.

He is now sliding me up and down his shaft like I weighed nothing, I was
helpless now, he was using me like a sleeve, just thrusting me down onto
him as my arms flailed helplessly about. My mind was broken, I understood
now what he meant. My life was his cock, my body was just his pussy. I
lived for this...there was no time, it went on forever. My cock was painful
hard, I was so turned on, so used...

I was his completely.

With one shove he slams me back onto the ground. My legs spread as he
thrust into me, his face hovers over me, he is like the sun, gazing down on
me, blinding me with lust. He is just fucking me endlessly now, I can hear
myself grunt with each thrust, I swear I can feel him up in my stomach he
is so big! My head is rolled back, all I can do is whimper as he grabs my
legs and spread them wider.

"That's right boy...you're mine...your body is mine!"

He was thrusting into me like a madman, my brain is filled with pleasure as
he keeps my pussy filled with that his cock. I don't even know who I am
anymore, I am a hole, a cunt, I am a thing that belongs to him. That is
what I am, a thing, that is his. I am his, it's true...I don't exist
anymore...

I am just what that cock makes me.

"You are so tight boy..." he growls, "I am going to love ruining this hole
for all time."

"Ruin me..." I moan, "Destroy my pussy...your pussy...it's yours...all
yours..."

He laughs manically as he speeds up, "And there it is, I told you I would
break you! You aren't Superboy any more are you? Answer me!"

My head flops from side to side, "N-no sir..."

"You are my boy, you are my hole! You live to pleasure real men!"

"I do..." I slurred, "I live to serve."

He thrust his hips up and I felt my ass leave the floor he is so big...

"I am going to breed you boy...I am going to shoot in you and mark you as a
bitch. eg me...plead with me to fill you with my seed."

As he pumped me my cock began to twitch, I could feel him getting me closer
to cumming again.

"Please sir..." I whine, "Please shoot in me...use my pussy...please...I
need it...so bad..."

"Why do you exist?" He demanded to know

"TO SERVE!" I screamed, feeling myself fall over the edge.

"WHAT ARE YOU?"

"A BITCH!"

I felt his cock begin to shoot and I lose it. My own cock begins to shoot,
my ruined ass trying to clamp down uselessly on his thick meat. He roars as
he floods my guts with his seed, marking me as his property, his boy...his
pussy.

I shake around his cock as I cum over and over. I am defeated,
destroyed...I was once Superboy but now I am just his cunt...my hard,
smooth body shook around Atlas's inhuman cock...I felt myself passing out
as he continued to plow into me...using me like the whore I had become.

And I always would be.
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