Message-ID: <14707eli$9808232213@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "KoolKat" Subject: DC Heroines - Part 1 (mf) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <6rpr6a$pf6$1@heliodor.xara.net> This is a new story that was inspired by the Submission Agenda by Pegasus. After reading that ongoing story, I decided to attempt something similar using DC characters. In addition to any feedback on the story itself, I would welcome any suggestions from people as to who they want to see in the story and what they want to happen. It's my intention to keep to current DC continuity as much as possible. Comments, suggestions and feedback can be sent to KoolKat@POBoxes.com Warning This story contains scenes of sex, bondage and other sexual situations which are not appropriate for anyone under the age of eighteen. If you are under the age of eighteen, do not read this story. If you are offended by this material, do not read any further. Disclaimer The characters in this story were created by and are copyrighted by and are property of DC Comics and no copyright infringement is intended. No compensation has been or will be received for this story. This story is purely for entertainment purposes and cannot be redistributed for the purposes of making money or profit. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dominated and Conquered Heroines (DC Heroines) Chapter 1 ".... and it's a disgrace the way these so-called superheroes parade around in these .. these .. outfits. Why, some of the clothes that the women almost wear are positively disgusting. These 'heroes' are corrupting the minds of America's youth. It's a never ending stream of sex, sex, sex." Lex Luthor could prevent a smile crossing his face as he turned away from the television. What the woman on that chat-show obviously didn't realize was that of course supeheroines wore sexually enticing outfits at the same time that they preached morality. Of course it was hypocritical. But then they were supposed to represent 'truth, justice and the American way' and that way was based upon just such hypocrisy. He swivelled his chair around to survey his latest high-tech nerve center of operations. Most of the equipment stood idle in this recently activated room hidden deep below the streets of Metropolis. The room had a cold, empty feel to it. Most of the computer screens were blank, no lights flashed upon the banks of computers lining the walls, the hum of the generators was barely audible. Luthor could never get used to the periods of inactivity that there were in-between his schemes. It was one of the reasons that he was so driven to come up with one diabolical plan after another. He sometimes briefly wondered what he would do if he ever succeeded in gaining the total power that was his ultimate goal. But only briefly. He was sure that he would think of something were this to come about. But to date, his every scheme had been thwarted by Superman and the other self-appointed guardians of 'justice'. Costumed buffoons every one of them! How dare they deny Lex Luthor what was rightfully his! Luthor was broken out of his thoughts by a noise from one of the active computers. Quickly checking the screen the smile returned to his face. The prey had taken the bait and now the hunt was on. To him Oracle had been nothing more than a minor irritation in the past, but given her undeniable computer skills, he had taken it upon himself to prove that he was the better manipulator of information. He was a true manipulator in all senses of the word and, while discovering the source of the Oracle was only a minor diversion until he could come up with bigger game, he intended to prove his superiority. Already his programs had intercepted one of Oracle's searches and were slowly tracing it back to its origin. Her systems were good but his were better. It was only a matter of time before he had Oracle's location and then there identity. After that, he had really given no thought as to what he would do. It seemed rather petty to destroy this woman, whoever, she may be, but at the same time she was one of these heroines that had done so much to frustrate him. " ... frustration of a whole generation of males ..." Suddenly the television caught Luthor's attention again. " ... these woman have no idea of the damage that they are doing by presenting women as nothing but sex-objects." Luthor gleefully rubbed his hands together. "Perfect," he whispered to himself. It suddenly seemed so simple. He would use sex as a weapon to destroy Oracle, to humiliate and debase her. He wouldn't kill her of even really harm her, but he would just as effectively destroy her. And why just Oracle? Why stop there? There was a world of superheroes out there for him to conquer. He knew that he finally had the perfect weapon to eliminate the superheroes that were all the was standing between him and his final victory. Now that he had a new plan, a new scheme, Luthor's mind began to concoct his fiendish plan of action. He knew that he would need help to bring about the domination and sexual conquest of the world's superheroines, but he had no doubt that he would have no trouble finding plenty of villains eager for a piece of the action. It would take a while before he could move against Oracle and before taking on some of the more powerful heroines like Wonder Women he would have to make many preparations. But he was keen to make a start and he knew just where that start would be. Not with a superhero, but with the love of his arc-nemesis's life. Lois Lane would be his and through her he would have his revenge on Superman. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lois Lane opened the door of her apartment and slipped in, kicking off her high-heeled shoes in the process. Stretching her aching limbs she was completely unaware that she was being observed by a number of miniature cameras hidden about the room. She arched her back sensuously, her large breasts straining against her white blouse. It had been a tiring, if interesting day, that had once again taken her to STAR Labs on a story. It never ceased to amaze her that an establishment like STAR Labs, that continually came up with one super invention after another had such lousy security. But at least every theft that occurred there meant that there would be a new story there in the offing for her. The latest theft had been of a device that was being developed to help in the treatment of people with obsessive compulsive disorders. A scanner would record the parts of the subjects brain-waves that were active whilst they were carrying out the undesired behavior and then anti-waves would be generated to counter these impulses. In theory it should help in the treatment of everything from kleptomaniacs and megalomaniacs. At the though of the latter, an image of Lex Luthor went through her head and she barely repressed a shudder. Lois slipped her blouse off and let it fall to the floor. She released the catch of her skirt and let it slide down her long, stocking-clad legs and she made her way into the bathroom. Lois caught a glimpse of her reflection in the bathroom mirror and she stopped to examine her image. "Not bad, not bad at all, my girl." She had to admit to herself that she had a knock-out body. She unfastened the catch of her black lace bra, releasing her large firm breasts. For a moment she cupped the full mounds off flesh with her hands as if she was weighing them. They were one of her best features, along with her ass and legs, and she knew it. Despite their size she didn't need the bra for support and they were as succulent and sensitive as ever. She slid her pantyhose and panties off and ran a hand down her flat, well-toned stomach. When it came to her neatly-trimmed patch of pubic hair she stopped. Now wasn't the time for that. Later after her shower she'd curl up in front of the fire with a romance novel. That was the time for fantasies. That was when she would think of Superman. She'd imagine what he looked like out of that costume. Then she would imagine that it was his hands probing her, his cock boring into her core and not her trusty old vibrator. Lois turned to the shower and drew back the curtain. Lex Luthor smiled back at her. Lois tried to scream even as one hand flex to cover her naked breasts and the other went to her exposed crotch. As her mouth opened wide and she drew in a deep breath she suddenly became aware that Luthor was hold something. Some kind of small cylinder. Too late she realized her mistake as Luthor sprayed the gas at her. She swallowed it deep into her lungs and suddenly the room was spinning. Lois desperately tried to grab hold of the shower curtain, missed it and went sprawling to the floor. Luthor looked down at the naked girl at his feet. It had almost been too easy. Had she been awake she would probably have expected him to follow the same old, tired routine that was traditional in such circumstances. She'd probably expect to wake up in some perilous situation, caught in some death-trap from which she be rescued at the last moment by her meddling boyfriend. In a sense she would have been right to think that she was about to find herself in peril. But certainly not in the way she would expect. And she would certainly find the coming experience to be more pleasurable than was usually the case – whether she liked it or not. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lois' eyes fluttered open. She was staring at the ceiling. Her bedroom ceiling. Then she remembered what had happened. Lex Luthor! she tried to gasp and cry out for Superman but suddenly she became aware of the gag in her mouth rending her silent. Panicking she became aware that she was sprawled across her own bed, spread-eagled out with each wrist tied to the bedpost with silken scarves and her ankles similarly secured to the foot of her bed, leaving her legs spread wide. She began to blush furiously. She was still naked and bound to the bed in this way, she was totally exposed! Luthor walked up to the side of the bed and ran his hand very lightly along her body. He started at her ankle and continued up her leg, across the thigh of the squirming girl and then ever so lightly across her pussy. Lois turned her head away, unable to look at him as his hand slid up her stomach, pausing momentarily to cup her right breast and then upwards again. He cupped her chin in his hand and forced her head round to look at him. "Hello my dear. I'm so glad that you're awake. I could have conditioned you while you were unconscious, but I thought that it would be a lot more fun to wait until you could be aware of exactly what I'm doing to you." "Earlier today, I acquired a most interesting device from STAR Labs." Luthor reached up above Lois' head with his other hand and slipped a metal circlet over her head. "This device can implant certain brain-waves into an individual's mind. You could take, shall we say, a nymphomaniac and generate a pattern that will counter the sexual impulsive in their brain. Or you could even implant precisely those nymphomaniacal impulses into someone. Guess what I'm planning to do." Lois' eyes went wide with horror. He wouldn't! He couldn't! Not something like that." Luthor smiled down at her. "Don't worry this won't hurt at all and will only take a couple of minutes. You have my word of honor. After that, you'll be free to do whatever you want." The bound girl frantically tried to break free of her bound as her captor walked to the head of the bed. Furiously she tugged at the scarves hold her but there was no give in them. She felt tears start to come to her eyes an then …… Suddenly, she felt a surge of energy flood through her body. She had instantly gone from feelings of pure terror to feelings of ... of sex. Lois certainly knew what it felt like to be horny and that's what she felt now. She could feel her body responding, her nipples began to harden, her pussy began to moisten and all she could think about was sex. Images flooded her head. She imagined fucking Superman and Clark and Perry and Jimmy and then all of them at the same time. Sex. Sex. Sex. Sex. That's all there was to life. That's all she needed. And she needed it now! Luthor watched Lois scrim. A few moments ago she had been trying to break free to escape her fate. He knew that her motions now were motivated by something else entirely. Her pelvis thrust up and down as if she was fucking an invisible lover. He could see the moisture gathering on the lips of her cunt and her clit as it emerged from its hood. She was ready. He quickly released her bound and Lois tore the gag from her mouth and threw it aside. "Fuck me! Fuck me now!" Lois grabbed Luthor by the lapels of his coverall and threw him onto the bed. Luthor just smiled to himself and let his greatest enemy's girlfriend do the work as she tore open his clothes. Luthor lifted his ass of the bed to make it easier for her to pull his coverall off his legs. His cock was already erect in anticipation of what was to come and when Lois saw his 10" member she was instantly on it. The beautiful brunette reporter opened her mouth wide and swallowed his prick whole without any preliminaries. Luthor gasped as he felt her warm, wet oral cavity engulf his manhood. She raked one hand along his chest while the other sought out his balls, kneading and caressing them as she deep-throated his shaft. Luthor hadn't planned on coming so quickly the first time, but her tongue was driving him crazy. He felt his spunk began to bubble up in his balls and grabbed hold of the side of her head, taking hold of handfuls of her long dark hair. Just as he felt his climax rush up on him, he pulled her head off his groin. His cock exploded, showering her face and hair with his jism. As soon as his hands left her head, her tongue darted down to collect the last of his spendings as he continued climaxing. "More … fuck … wanna fuck. I need your cock in my cunt. Please. Please fuck me." She begged. Happy to oblige, Luthor pushed her onto her back and spread her legs wide. Lois eagerly helped him, holding her pussy lips open with one hand, while the other guided his cock into her cunt. Luthor bent down and began to suck on her erect nipples, roughly man-handling her tit-flesh. Luthor began to fuck her with long deep stokes, pistoning his cock in and out of her grasping pussy. Lois fuck him back like a wildcat, thrashing around on the bed, her legs locked tightly around his back. Their mouths met in a long, hot, smouldering kiss, cutting off the moans of pleasure that had been coming from Lois. Her tongue forced its way into Luthor's mouth and began fucking it in time to his ravishing of her tight cunt. Luthor felt her body spasm as she rode through her first climax and still he fucked her. After his earlier orgasm, he now had more control over his body and fucked Lois through two more shattering climaxes. She was now totally out of control, mechanistically fucking back to meet his thrusts. Lois Lane, star reporter of the Daily Planet was gone and in her place was Lois lane, cum slut. As her cunt clamped down on his prick on her next climax, he finally let go, firing his load into the velvety warmth of her cunt, filling it with his essence. Finally exhausted, Lois slumped down onto the bed. Luthor looked down on her flushed, well-fucked body. "A good start," he said to himself, "and this is only the beginning." To Be Continued. So who do you want to see Luthor turn his attention to next and what do you want to see happen to them? 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