First read Last Hope - Part 1

18:29 Indomitable: After I sliced the moon in 2 halves with your body I was searching for you. Seems I can withstand the effects of space rather well. But unfortunately I have not received any of the special vision powers Kryptionians have, so must make due with my eyes, which is not easy to do so. So you suddenly boring through a big moon rock that was floating next to me was a big surprise. What was even more is that you did not punch my body, which I had flexed in preparation. No you went for a different target. I felt your hand wrap around my half erect rod and balls, closing on them and then squeeze.

Pain flared throughout my body. The serum that had changed me was potent enough to also make those parts of my body to be elevated in the superrange so they were not destroyed immediately. But the one crushing my parts wasn’t the weakest man either. In fact together with me he was pretty much the strongest there is. So I felt my balls being compacted, but not destroyed outright.

The pain however overcame my senses and I was unable to do anything at first. But by that time you had used tremendous speed and had crossed the distance in our solarsystem closing in to the sun. Now closer to the sun I could see your body and notice your body beaten, battered, bruised, and burnmarks all over. I must have managed to do a tremendous amount of damage. Unfortunately it seems I came a bit short to defeat you.
I notice that some of the burned skin I caused with my flames are starting to heal slowly. I realise that the sun is restoring you. The closer you get, the more powerful you will become. This is not good.

I need to get free of you. Considering the state of your body I should be stronger then you. I hope. So grab you throat and pull back my hand, the idea is to start pounding you, forcing you to release me.
but then I feel your hand squeezing harder. Already you regained a bit of your power. The increasing pressure on my balls prevents me from starting the attack.
and then it was to late.

We dive into the corona. I feel my body skin heating up. At first I took it, but then it got warmer and warmer. To warm even and I feel my skin begin to boil the pain I was already suffering only increasing. Unable to attack I had to focus on staying awake. I remember that the flames did not harm me when I used them, so I wrap them around my body. And they start deflecting the sun’s intense heat, plasma and flares. I was safe. But so close to the sun I noticed your body healing even faster.

And then you pull us away, at still incredible speed I feel your body shifting around me, you are now behind me, locking my arms and legs in a grapevine, targeting my frontside towards a planet we are getting closer to. No gaseous clouds to see, just bare rock, so I guess this is Mercury. I try to use my own flight powers to stop you, but the velocity you are moving with is so great I only slowed us down by a margin. And my body slams face, chest, abs, rod and balls first into the planet. My body is digging through all that solid rock with a force greater then the asteroid that wiped the dinosaurs.

Mere moments later I come out of the other side. From the corner of my eye I see the planet shattered, falling apart in pieces. In the years to come it will form an asteroid field. But my interest lie more in the state of my body. The beating had done tremendous damage. Nothing was broken, but I felt everything ache and bruised. My strength reduced in surviving me being rammed through a planet.

And his attack does not cease. I feel him pouring in strength in his hold. Our journey skimming the sun must have restored some of his power. While I had just used a lot to survive an ordeal. Unsure if I have enough left to challenge him.
his reverse bearhug digs in deep. I feel my arms being compacted against my body. My ribs being bend inwards. But I refuse to give up knowing if I loose now, all hope for Humanity will be lost forever. So dig deep into myself and flex my body, pushing out my arms, countering his crush to a stalemate. Both powers roughly equal in this contest of strength.

But then I noticed something else, something was crawling at my butt and I realised you were having a boner. Your rod must be now at full mast. Incredulously I am surprised that you have it. This fight is arousing you. My body is making you lustful. Not that it would help me. I do squeeze my glutes together, trying to prevent you from penetrating my ass.

But your rod is as powerful as the rest of your body is. And I feel you starting to ram your road against my glutes, slowly starting to push them aside, ever creeping closer to my glory hole. And then for a moment I feel your hug weakening, allowing myself to gain a bit of ground in this hug o’ war and catch my breath, well metaphorically speaking since we are in space and there is no air here, but you had used that bit of strength to empower your loin and thrust through. I would scream if I could, but again, void of space, when your rod penetrates my ass. Thick, big, veiny as it is I feel it digging in deeper with every thrust.

I struggle in your hold, try to get out of it, free myself from the hug and your rod, but the sun had restored your power to a level greater then me. I feel your loin moving faster and faster, your rod shredding my insides with each trust. And then you unleash a flood. I feel your sperm flowing inside of me. And not just a bit, but gallons of it. Pushing against my insides, filling me up, my belly starting to bloat around your crushing arms. The pain wrecking my body and mind. My own struggle against your arms getting weaker and weaker. No, this cannot be. I can’t lose. Not here not now. I just can’t.

My eyes become heavy. Slowly I start to loose consciousness.

Then just before my mind drifted away I feel the pain reside. At first I thought my body was pushed beyond the point I could process the pain, but I feel a surge of energy coming, my mind awakening. I open my eyes and see how my bloated belly is vanishing, reforming back in the muscled form it was. And I see my burns and bruises reduce. I am confused, my body seems to be healing itself rapidly despite your crush and rape. How is that possible. Then it hit me, the serum. The scientists explained to me that they mixed dna, sperm, seliva, extracted cells from organs and mixed it all in order to develop it. This included the semen of Kal-El. He had once agreed to a sample since he desired children with Louis Lane. And he wanted to test things first in a laboratory to see if it would be safe. After all, a Kryptonian and a Human, nobody knew if they were compatible. If it would be safe or deadly. They had discovered that not only it was safe, but that his semen was so virulent that any disease or virus they loosed upon it was destroyed instantly. They had found the sample in the ruins of the hospital and used it in the serum. Which is why my powers resemble that of a Kryptionian. Though where the flames come from, beats me. I don’t know anyone with that ability. Or maybe it is the result of all that mixing and tweaking the scientists did.
but now it seems that the serum had induced my cells with that healing ability. And it was absorbing Man-El’s cum and converting it, using it to heal me. If I win this battle, I must so honour those dead scientists. They have done an amazing job.

I was awake again, I felt my powers restoring somewhat. Not to my peak, but I hope it is enough to continue to fight. It has to be enough.

In a sudden burst of power I flex my arms, my muscle bulging, veins popping and I start pushing against your crushing hug. Slowly moving them back. I feel your surprise and you resisting, but it was to late. I manage to free myself and pull away just enough for your rod to leave my raped ass. I turn around start punching your body. My fists hitting your face, denting your pecs,digging into your abs. Just as you return the favour and batter my own body. A slugfest between us occurs that last for a while.

I use that time to move us back to Earth, using the increadible speed you had propelled us to and adding my own. Not long after we reach the planet again and with lightening speed I get behind you and lock your body in my own hold. I feel you resist, slowly breaking free of it. But I manage to hold out long enough for our bodies to reenter Earth’s atmosphere. With tremendous speed we race towards the surface. Both our bodies heating up, close to the temperature when we were skimming the sun. And I manage to aim us well and just before you manage to free yourself out of my hold we slam into the ground. Or better said, into Kal-El. For had we truly hit the ground itself, we would have destroyed the entire planet. I could not do so, so I choose to hit the one place that is the strongest and thoughest there is that hopefully could take the impact and protect the lanet; Kal-El’s body.

The impact was still so great our combined bodies created a crater half a mile deep and several miles in diameter. However Kal-El’s body despite uncounscious was still strong enough to protect the planet from total destruction.
And that was not all. Your body got squashed between his nigh indestructible one and my own. The impact, the crushing between 2 super bodies must be devastating to yours.
Not that I would walk away unscathed myself. But I hope that from all the power and damage this impact delivers, you took the brunt of it.

After the crater is formed and all energy of the impact spend, our 3 bodies remain motionless. Kal-El on the bottom, yours in the middle, and mine on top. I was conscious, but I was sweating, breathing and heaving. pain coursing through my body. The journey through space has done a real number on my body and powers, even with the discovery of my abilities.
I listen to you and feel you also breathing hard. You are conscious too. I guess the fight is not over yet. I will some reserves and lift my body off yours, flying away, taking a bit of a distance. Taking a battle stance, flexing every bit of my body hard, pumping my muscles with all the strenght i have left, readying it for what might be our last exchange.

11:16 Man-El: Seeking, questing, driving, my conquering Kryptonian rod drove up into my foe's ass. My body, drunk with the close proximity of the sun's yellow rays, surged and raged with power, my grip tightening around his body, as my cock, likewise empowered penetrated past the defenses of his ass, and drove deep into the very core of his body.

His sheer power, his determination, his prowess, equal to my own, churned my lust and thirst to conquer beyond anything I have ever felt. As we orbited the sun, as my arms began to crush his body against, as my dick pounded ever deeper into his ass, I felt something... a tingle... a connection with my foe. Like a key entering a lock... the beginnings of a psychic bond that was only possible between Kryptonians. But that was impossible... this man, whatever he was, was not Kryptonian... Suddenly, the wild lust surging in my veins, the close proximity of my foe's awesome body trapped in my grip, pushed me over the edge and I unloaded my Kryptonian seed deep, deep up his ass. The experience was incredible, but it was undisciplined, undirected, sheer, uncontrolled release. Not at all like the precision and discipline of my rape of Kal-El when I had used the Ritual of Bonding upon him.

I allow myself to drift in orbit around the Sun, soaking up more of the Sun's healing energy, and letting myself savour the feeling of penetrating and conquering this .... most powerful of opponents. Truly worthy of my might.

So it is that I am utterly caught off guard, when suddenly my foe, whom I had believed crushed and unconscious from the might of my bearhug and rape, suddenly awakes with renewed power!! His muscles rippling and surging as he tore himself from my grip. I fought to restrain him, but I was too late.

How? How was this possible?? I realized then... if he had been Kryptonian, then the uncontrolled, undirected release of my seed would have recharged and renewed him. Was it possible? Was he... some kind of ... mutant Kryptonian? Then, there was no further time for thought.

He assaulted me, with heavy blows, which I returned. Our fists blasted into each other's massive forms, driving into thick pecs and abs as dense and powerful as the heart of a star, each of us managing to dent and damage the other's muscles. Our exchange was savage, and at the end both of us were covered with bruises. I refused to give an inch, and drew deeply on the vast stores of power I had stored up with my time near the sun.

Then, I noticed suddenly that in our massive battle, we had returned once more to the vicinity of the Earth. And suddenly, my powerful foe locks himself onto my back, and so great was the speed of our momentum, that strain as I might, I cannot instantly stop our trajectory. We streak down into the Earth's atmosphere, the heat of our reentry turning the sky red, surrounding our bodies in a fireball. I roar, and prepare to unleash one final burst of strength, but before I can, suddenly, I find myself smashing into Kal-El's body. The force of the impact is literally earth-shattering. My ultra-dense body is smashed between Kal-El's form and yours, the forces directed into my being are beyond anything I have felt before.

Agony erupts through every fibre of my muscle. And then there is silence... I feel my foe atop me.. and Kal-El beneath me. I feel that most of the reserves of energy I had stored have been depleted just keeping me alive in that awesome impact. But I am not done. I am Man-El... Conqueror of Superman, Conqueror of Earth. I will fight... fight until I have nothing left.

The will to conquer burns in me yet like the heart of a sun. I feel my foe finally raise up off me, I can feel the weak thumping of Kal-El's heart beneath me, he is alive, but the impact badly injured him. I rise up then, my body battered, bruised, my reserves depleted, but my determination is unwavering as I turn to face the mighty form of this ... mutant Kryptonian. He will be mine. I will have him as my own. Kal-El will have a bastard brother.

I face off with my foe, dropping into a battle stance. Both of us weakened, but standing strong. The advantage I had secured when we approached the Sun erased by your counter-attack, leaving us both weakened.

Fury fuels me as I suddenly drive forward, drawing on every remaining ounce of will and might I can summon. My muscles are flexed to the utmost, every vein and cord standing out, power rippling up and down the length of my frame, fueled by my will to conquer, by my mighty lust, my refusal to be defeated.

We decided to make 2 endings. One where each had their victory. first comes the victory of Man-El. then the victory of Indomitable.

Victory of Man-El

11:31 Man-El: We begin another exchange of blows, our fists flying so fast and so hard they are a blur. But I am not focusing on attack... not yet... but defense. My hands move time and time again to block, deflect my foes incoming blows, conserving my remaining reserves of power for the right time.

I am floating in a sea of calm in the middle of an inferno of rage and lust, directing the battle with one purpose... the conquest of the mightiest challenge I have ever faced. And then, with all my being focused on the fight, I see an opening... my hand slams forward into the small opening, my fist drives with perfect precision into my foe's solar plexus.

The blow is carefully calibrated, with precision and skill. The impact is focused, directed, releasing a wave of intense force, sending a shockwave to rip the air from my opponent's lungs. The unexpected move creates the smallest open, and I am ready. I surge forward, filling my lungs with air, and absorbing every ounce of heat from the air.

I release the air with a focused, intense stream of sub-zero cold right as my foe begins to draw his breath in, recovering from the blow to his solar plexus to refill his lungs. The stream of sub-zero air drives into his open mouth like a laser, filling his lungs with savage freezing hold, drawing all the moisture out of the air, filling his lungs, throat and mouth with a solid block of ice.

Then, without a moment's hesitation, I unleash my heat vision directly at his mouth, forced open, filled with ice. My heat vision, drawing deep on my dwindling reserves, drills into the ice, sending a shockwave of intense heat throughout his frozen airways, vaporizing the ice, atomizing the water into hydrogen and oxygen, and suddenly a powerful explosion erupts inside your body.

Even that is not enough to kill my foe, but I can imagine the horrific damage my brutal assault has done to him. As my opponent plummets towards the Earth, I surge forwards, open my arms, and nearly drain every ounce of my remaining reserves as I drive my right fist with every ounce of power I can summon into the pit of his stomach, the center of his core, the very middle of those awesomely armored abdominal muscles of his.

My other fist, meanwhile drives like a nuclear missile towards the small of his spine. Both of my fists impact simultaneously, driving enough power to crack a planet into his very core, from behind and in front. There is litterally no place for the force to go, except in the very centre of his body, both shockwaves from both blows driven into his very core, unleashing unimaginable destruction on his muscles. My fist continues it's trajectory... as the armored abs of my mighty opponent finally fail... my fist penetrates the armor... driving deep into his shattered core, stopping only when my fist meets his spine. I hold him there for a moment, speared on my two fists. Then, I pull back, and let him fall, like a stone to smash on top of Kal-El's unconscious body.

17:45 Indomitable: I see you also rise from Kal-El’s body and taking a stance. By the looks of it your run through space has not been kind either. The energy gained at the proximity of the sun already used up again to survive the return to Earth. Which is good, because despite the earlier surprise of your rape and cum actually healing me I don’t feel my own strength at full power either.

We close in to each other and continue our fight. I unleash a barrage of punches into your body. Leaving nothing in reserves. I want to finish this battle before I am unable to do so, therefore focusing more on attack then defense.
You however choose a different approach. A more defensive one. And to my frustration you manage to block or deflect most of my attacks, only few passing through connecting with your head, chest or core. Your body weakened enough to dig into your pecs and abs, further destroying them. But not enough to claim final victory.
I feel getting exhausted and start to get sloppy and suddenly your hand slips by and rams into my plexus, forcing me to exhale. I need air so I inhale and at that same time your breath turns the air into ice, freezing my mouth, throat and lungs.

My eyes bulge, my mouth forced wide open by the ice, I try to get in air. I slam my fists against my own chests, trying to see if I can break the ice inside of me. But then you unleash your heat vision directly into my open mouth. The sudden shift from solid to gas ravages my insides. I throw up watery fumes and blood in equal amounts and the pain causing me to lose my concentration and fall from the air down to the ground.

Only to be intercepted by your double punch. My body so much in pain from your breath attack I fail to flex my body. Your one fist digging into my back muscle, hitting my spine, bending my back upwards, pushing my abs towards your other fists that is coming down on them. I feel my unflexed battered abs resist for a moment under the tremendous power you unleash, realizing you must be using all your reserves for this final attack, but then they fail on me. My bricks being pushed inwards, but your fist doesn’t stop there, it keeps digging in, your fist and wrist vanishing entirely into my gut, only stopped when it meets my spine and your fist on the other side. My body completely speared both ways. My insides mangled, air pushed out again from my ravaged lungs, I don’t even have the capacity to scream. And my spine sending all kinds of wrong signals I feel my body spasming and then going limp.

My body hanging limp around your fist. Barely conscious you keep me there for a moment, enjoying the sight of all that beaten muscle at your mercy before you let me slide of your fist and I fall down and my body slams on Kal-El.
I try to move but only with the greatest effort I manage to get any body part twitching and moving slowly. From the corner of my eye I see you slowly descending and land next to our bodies. I manage to get one hand around your ankle and squeeze with the idea of crushing the bones, but the amount of power behind it is weak, even to the standards of a regular human.

I know I am beat. No way for me to come back from this assault. Not without some serious recovery time, which I know you won’t grant me. A tear escapes my eye. Now Earth lost it’s last chance for freedom. Forever under the clutches of the Kryptonians.

I am awaiting whatever fate you decide on me.

09:25 Man-El: I slowly lower myself next to my fallen foe, my body covered in bruises, my energy reserves at a low ebb after the epic fight. But the battle was over. My foe was savagely wounded by my final assault, the blood that had sprayed from his mouth was proof of that.

Still, he tries to fight, weakly seizing my ankle and trying to crush it. I start to laugh. "Pathetic. You were a worthy foe, but like all the others who dared to oppose me, you have fallen. Now, you will receive your ... reward."

I hover over his back, lowering myself onto his body, with Kal-El, badly injured and unconcious, beneath us. Almost sensously, I drive my hands under his armpits, and clamp them behind his neck, trapping his mighty muscle in a full nelson. My legs, twine around his, in a brutal grapevine, splitting his legs wide apart, exposing that ass once more.

There is no hesitation, no foreplay, and my Kryptonian manhood quickly reaches it's full length, quivering with anticipation, pre-cum beading the tip. Then, I thrust my cock deep into the ruined core of my defeated foe.

With measured controlled, thrusts of my hips I begin to rape the mighty fallen form of humanity's last hope. My powerful manhood penetrating him to the very centre of his shattered body. But .. unlike the last time I had raped this magnificent creature, this time I raped him with purpose... and direction. I brought to bear all my discipline and training as my manhood worked his ass. I reached deep into my psyche and felt my way... and there, as I had suspected, I found his conciousness.

Proof that he was some kind of mutant Kryptonian. Proof that he was vulnerable to the Ritual of Bonding.

I thrust my mighty cock deep into the very guts, the very core of his shattered body, my mighty arms flexing and rippling with elite, Kryptonian muscle, as my full nelson literally GROUND my foes face into Kal-El’s unconscious body beneath us.

My awesome chest flexed and smashed into my foe’s shoulder blades, even as my cock probed deeper and deeper into his very core. I calmed his thoughts... and focused on entering the mental state needed for the ritual of bonding... First, it required a connection...

My cock found it's goal, SLAMMING into the mutant’s prostate, sending an unexpected jolt of pleasure through my shattered foe’s body, but more importantly, creating the link...

Focused, and ready, I sent the threads of my mind-raping savagery and brutality through that link, smashing into this mutant Kryptonian’s unprepared brain like a battering ram. I had broken my foe’s unbelievable strength, now, I would shatter his will. With his body shattered, he had almost no strength to resist the mind-rape. Like an invading army, I directed my dominance, my power, my incredible force of will, against his own mental defenses, smashing into his resistance, driving my fiery will deep into his very soul. My assault began to dominate this mutant mind, through the keyhole left by his mutant Kryptonian heritage, to crush, and twist his mind, to force deep into his psyche the idea that he was incapable of resisting my commands. That he MUST serve and obey and worship my superior strength and muscle.

With a roar of fury, I slammed my cock deeper and deeper into humanity’s last hope, with every thrust smashing into his prostate, establishing the window where I would send a new burst of dominance ripping through his very soul to both tear away his last shreds of resistance while irrevocably driving the notion that I am superior to him, that this mutant Kryptonian had no choice but to submit to Man-El, deeper and deeper into his shattering mind. The bonding would be sealed, completed, when we both orgasmed. Now, I slowly, and brutally worked towards that moment, raping my foe’s body, raping his mind, raping his very spirit.

17:46 Indomitable: You ignore my weak excuse of an ankle crush and move down on me locking my body into a tight nelson, my body lying on Kal-El mighty but beaten body, pec on pec, abs against abs, rod rubbing rod. His still half erect despite him being unconscious.

I feel your own mighty cock pushing into my ass without any resistance. I am to beaten to fight back and feel how you slide it in deep. Starting to rhythmic working my ass, my hole, my insides. Slowly pumping your rod harder and harder in and out of my ass, working it allover. My own body following suit and falls in the same rhythm.

And that is not all. You use your strength to push me hard onto Kal-El’s body. I feel our battered pecs and abs rubbing against eachother, our nipples being played , sending me waves of pain and pleasure. And even in his unconscious state his body reacts for I sense his rod growing thick and big along with mine, rubbing eachother’s mushroom, wetting our loins and lower abs with our pre.
I moan aloud and feel so aroused. So pleased by the play of Man-El. How could i have fought him. why would i have even thought of doing something like that. he is my ma...

But then I moment of clarity shoots through me. How can I think this. Like this. How can I allow him to do this to me. I try to concentrate, to get rid of the fog in my mind. But the more I focus on it the more I feel. And those are not my feelings, they are his. But how can that be.
Then it hit me, the serum. A mix of heroes and villains alike including Kryptonian. And through much investigating and sacrifice we had learned of the ritual of bonding which he used to enslave Kal-El with. We were trying to find a way to break it, to free Kal-El so he could join our resistance movement. But not a single idea or the few field tests had worked. All failed. usually with the deaths of the ones who tried to subvert Kal-El's mind to our cause.
Now I understand that my body must have been changed enough to be considered Kryptionian. Or at least enough for Man-El to perform the ritual on me.

I try to resist him but through the link he senses me resisting and I feel his mind invading mine with greater strength and determination overwhelming mine. And at the same time he increases his rape of my body. My glutes now being pounded hard and wild, his rod trashing inside of me damaging my insides even more, filling it with his copious pre. And my own balls boiling with raging cum, demanding to be released. Even Kal-El’s rod is now at full mast and see his eyes slightly open and a moan escaping him. Seems that the arousal of my body rubbing his body and cock is starting to wake him up.

Try as I might, I fail, my mind falls into the fog, succumbing to Man-El’s mental and physical desires. I forget to resist, I start to embrace everything he shares with me. Giving me pain and pleasure in equal amounts and I love it all. I want it all and more. My mind broken I only feel the desire to please him in any way I can, whether it be fighting or fucking.

My balls reaching their limit I moan out ‘MM… Ma… Mmaaaaasterrrrrrrr. i… i… I want to cum. I must cum. I NEED your permission. Let me shoot and show you my load is bigger than Kal-El’s. That i am more suited to please you. I beg of you…’

14:38 Man-El: Linked now with humanity's last hope, mind and body, I thrust my rod deeper and deeper inside his shattered body while I drive my conquering will through every fibre of his mind and spirit. I can feel his resistance shattering, as I can feel his building explosion. And ... linked as I am with my slave Kal-El, I can feel the lust beginning to boil inside him, reaffirming his bond of slavery to my will.

The two second mightiest beings on earth... both bonded to me. Both worshiping me... serving me... their unbelievably powerful muscles writhing with lust beneath me, as I fuck my foe, my foe's steel-hard shaft driving into Kal-El's manhood.

Buiilding building... power, dominance, the need to release... and finally I feel the last shred of my foe's resistance dissolve, and he calls my name... begging me for permission to cum... begging for permission to be my slave. Humanity's last hope.... begs me to be my slave. I roar out in a mighty voice, echoing throughout the area like a sonic boom, "CUM! CUM FOR YOUR MASTER, MY SLAVE!"

And then.... I feel his body, and Kal-El's, tense the command driving into both of them. They tense, then they both erupt with a mighty shockwave, as their bodies thrash beneath me with the sheer pleasure and power of their release. In the moment of that release, I remove all stops on my own orgasm, and with an earth shattering roar, I fill my new slave with my seed, and drive the sheer power of my dominance into the very middle of his psyche during the moment of his vulnerability, when every one of his defenses are down. The bond ... is forged. Unbreakable, permanent, and total. Shockwaves rip across the land as I finish filling my foe with my seed, as he blasts his own seed on top of Kal-El, and Kal-El erupts again, reaffirming his loyalty and devotion to me.

Finally, the land quiets and for many long moments, I lay there, my foe's body bloated with my seed, the bond newly forged, pulsing with power. I feel his worship and devotion singing in my mind. Never in all my life have I fought a foe of his power and prowess... Never. No one has ever come closer to defeating me than this man... The battle balanced on a knife's edge. One small misstep... and I would not have conquered him.

But now... I have a new slave. Together, the three of us will conquer not only the earth... but the stars themselves. I rise up, mentally commanding my slaves to follow. The three of us hover over the shattered crater of our battle.... And I draw my new slave against me. He shall now be my most favored servant. With my right arm, I wrap the massive might of my new slave against me, our muscle and power joined. With my left I draw Kal-El against me. I lean down and kiss my slaves on the head, one after the other.

Then, I start to smile. It was time.... to forge an empire that would span the stars.

Victory of Indomitable

17:38 Indomitable: You launch yourself to me. Your attack is strong and vicious. You want to end this battle once and for all. As do I. I return in kind and a slugfest of powerful punches and kicks are exchanged between us. Not a single place on our body remains untouched. Our faces pounded, blood and sweat flying away, our heads bobbing either way for our bullnecks are no longer strong enough to absorb the impact fully. Our pecs grabbed, crushed and twisted, trying to rip them off, ultimately failing for the muscle fiber being stronger than the strength we have left. Our abs already battered and bruised, now receiving even more fists that sink in deep, gutting us, forcing us to gasp for air. Kicks to our backs that push us aside or slam to the ground or through rocks, not resting and getting up and returning the favor in full.

Both of us more animalistic creatures then civilized beings, eliciting grunts and growls from both of us while we throw in every bit of strength we have left, pushing our bodies ever closer to the edge of defeat.

Then I manage to slap aside both your arms and launch myself into you, wrap my arms around your chest and my legs around your waist. And I start hugging you with all the strength I have left. My arms and legs pumping to the max, veins appearing on my body everywhere. A deafening roaarr next to your ears I squeeze your body, ever so slowly inching inwards. My arms and legs digging in constricting your muscle against your bones.
Our rods being squished between our battered abs.

My crush so strong I can feel your spine and start bending your back. My arms and pecs pushing into your upper body, hearing your ribs object, being pushed to breaking point.

You try to get free by clawing at my arms, flying my body into the ground and surrounding terrain, but I bite through all of it. Keeping on the pressure.

I then push myself beyond my limit and pull of one hard squeeze and hear some of your ribs breaking. You lose your concentration to fly and we crash to the ground.

I release you and get up. You remain on the ground. Not taking any chances, unsure if I have beaten you I stomp my foot several times on your chest, feel it dig into your muscle without meeting any resistance. Only moans of pain.
I then go down on my knees sitting over your body and slam my fists several times into your face pounding it into the ground itself, but you do not resist, noticing you are barely conscious. It seems I have outlasted your power and stamina. Pushed you beyond your capacity to continue the fight.

I let go and rise up, stretch my body, arms rising above me and roaaarrr out of victory.

I had beaten Man-El.

I kicked your body and it skidders over the ground and slams against Kal-El’s. Slowly walking there while taking deep breaths of exhaustion, I then grab you by the neck and lift you up. With my foot I kick to Kal-El’s head softly, trying to wake him up.

For here is an opportunity. When I was raped in space I had felt a weak connection between our minds. I had deduced that I must be Kryptionian enough for this ritual of bonding to work. So I was going to work over Man-El, force him to worship me and make Kal-El watch. Hoping that if he sees his master succumb to me, he too will acknowledge me as his new master. This will remove the fear of them ever rebelling against Humanity and free our world from their dominion.

12:33 Man-El: I slam into my foe, unleashing every iota of my Kryptonian might on his awesomely powerful body. Both of us weakened, depleted, the solar energy I had absorbed drained when my foe smashed me to the earth.

Our fists fly, our muscles ripple and strain with savage determination and might. Fists and kicks blur, our thick, ultra-dense, unbelievably powerful muscles smashed, pounded, dented. Our faces battered and blasted. I am an animal now, unleashing the flood gates of my unconquerable will, my invincible desire to dominate. But for every ounce of fury and might I unload, my foe returns it in kind.

I seize is massive, outthrust pecs, straining to rip them from the bone, and he likewise seizes my own. I smash his abs, and he smashes mine, I slam him through boulders, and he springs up to slam me in the same way.

Our bodies are covered in welts, bruises, blood and sweat, every ounce of our energy being spent in one final attempt to smash each other.

I am well past the point of exhaustion, but somehow, I keep fighting, powered by sheer fury and will. I prepare myself for one final assault, gathering the last of my strength to sear his face and eyes with the dregs of my heat vision, when suddenly, he wraps me up, pinning my arms, thicker and stronger than the guns of a battleship, to my sides. His legs wrap around my armored core, and the force of the crush he unleashes on my unsuspecting frame is so vast that I gasp, and my heat vision falters.

Never in all my days have I experienced such extreme pressure, such massive force. A force great enough to crush the heart of a sun, all unleashed on my body. I let out a gargled scream of agony as I feel the veins, tendons, and muscles of my foes' body flex and turn harder than anything I've felt before.

My spine begins to cave inwards, and my ribs slowly compress. I draw deep, as deep as I can, to find the power to flex my unconquerable body, to flex my pecs, my arms, my abs, to swell them with such a burst of mighty power that my foe's grip will be sundered... But....

Despite every single ounce of my will and might, despite the power of my muscle, I cannot ....

Break free.

Blind savage fury and desperation seizes me. I claw at his arms, fly wildly into the ground and mountain peaks to scrape you off me, I fight with every single remaining surge of strength, of determination, of will. Then, suddenly, I feel my foe unleash one final surge of strength.

Almost as though I were in a dream, I feel my ribs bend... bend... then... shatter. Never, since leaving Krypton, have I suffered such an indignity... such a defeat... my bones.... they are unbreakable... and yet... humanity's last hope has done the impossible.

Blood sprays out of my mouth, and a great wave of weakness washes over me. I give a shudder, and with my very strength crushed out of me, my body broken, I collapse to the ground.

I can only moan in pain... as my foe releases me. He drives his foot into my once-mighty chest over and over, but the resistance has been driven out of my body, eliciting only moans of pain from my shattered torso. I cannot ... believe what has happened... This ... this is impossible. I must fight... I will not be defeated. This cannot happen... not to me... It cannot...

Then, my mighty foe mounts my broken body, and smashes my face over and over with his fists, sending more blood and spit flying. ... and ... knocking me out. My final thoughts of stunned disbelief fading as his fists take away my last vestiges of consciousness.

17:58 Indomitable: My kicks against Kal-El’s head starts to work. I hear him moan and grumble a bit, his body moving slightly and he slowly opens his eyes. For them only to suddenly widen them to large orbs out of sheer shock for he was seeing the impossible.
His beloved master, the one he would do anything for including dying, was in front of him, unconscious and being held in the air by the human that had beaten him. He saw his master beaten, battered, bruised, bloodied. An image he could not imagine. His mind unable to process the impossible. Yet there it was.

‘
yes Kal-El, here is your master, beaten and defeated by me. I have proven to be stronger then you. More powerful then him. And I will become his master as he is yours. Now rise up and whiteness.
‘

Kal-El was so baffled that he actually obeyed my command even though I had no authority over him. I put Man-El down and let him lean against my own body, one arm keeping him upright, preventing him from falling down.

My body starts rubbing against Man-El’s back, feeling all that defined back muscle of his. Even in his unflexed state so ripped and defined it is the envy of many man. My own hands feeling his obliques, slowly sliding forwards to his abs, feeling them over, despite being gutted still firmly defined and hard to the soft touch of my hands, moving up to his pecs, groping them, teasing his nipples while I was kissing and biting his traps all the while making lustful sounds. Showing Kal-El how I was worshiping his master’s body but on MY terms, not his.

This resulted in two things, first Man-El started to wake up under my exploring touch, moaning in pleasure, his half erect rod returning to full mast, starting to ooze pre to the ground.
But not for long, for secondly Kal-El too got aroused by me handling his master and slowly, hesitantly at first, he came closer and fell to his knees, starting to swallow the pre of his master, sucking the mushroom of his rod preventing anything from falling to the ground and gradually taking in more and more of his master’s rod. His own glorious cock rising.

I feel Man-El’s power rising, struggling a bit against my body, so I put him in a nelson, locking him thight against my body preventing him from escaping.
My own rod was playing with his glutes, slowly pushing between those two mounds and sliding in till it founds its target where I plunged my massive rod into his ass.
Man-El screamed, his ass tight and unconquered before, I slowly push in my rod till my pubes hit his ass.

I then start plowing his ass deep and hard. And with each slam of my own loin I push Man-El’s rod inside of Kal-El’s mouth, indirectly skullfucking him. The one starting to moan louder and louder, the other gagging from the force my banging is creating.
And the closer I got to my height, the more I start to feel a tingling sensation in my head. I start to realize I was forming a bond with Man-El, my body having enough Kryptonite dna now to indeed perform the Ritual of Bonding myself. With each thrust into him I whither his resistance to me. I feel his mental barriers breaking ever more.

And then my balls reached their peak and started shooting like a hose. My cum filling up Man-El’s body. Swelling him from the inside, pushing out his gut. I hear him grooaan loud and feel his mental barrier vanishing, allowing my mind to connect with his. Locking me as his master. From now on, Man-El will serve me. Not himself. Not the memory of Zod. Me!
I keep shooting and soon he was filled to the brim with my cum that it started leaking out from his ass, leaking down to the ground. I felt my balls depleting themselves so after having unloaded everything I had I pull out my rod from his ass. An overload of cum leaking along. His legs so weak now I have to keep him supported to prevent him collapse.

But I was not finished yet. I might have made Man-El now my servant, but also still needed to make sure Kal-El would obey me and he was linked to Man-El. So I had to make him switch allegiance.

Kal-El was still sucking Man-El’s rod who had not shot his load yet. I grab Kal-El’s hair and push his head away from us. The massive rod leaving his mouth.

I then grab Man-El by the quad and neck and lift his body up above me, his rod slamming into my face, his marvelous muscle wall of abs and pecs pointing downwards I keep him lifted above me.

I look down to Kal-El and speak to him

‘It is done. He is my servant now. I am his Master. whiteness what I will do with him and know he will worship me till the end of time. As will you.’

I turn my attention back to Man-El. His massive rod oozing pre onto my face I open my mouth wide and start swallowing his cock, slowly lowering my arms, letting it slide in my mouth and deeper into my throat till my face hits his groin.
and then I start lifting my arms up again, pushing his rod half out. And lowering my arms again. And slowly I start to pump his body up and down faster and faster all the while sucking his rod with my mouth.

From the corner of my eye I saw Kal-El in amazement, I was handling his master like a ragdoll, sucking his rod denying you access to it. I see him grabbing his own rod and wanking it hard, pre shooting at our legs.

In the meantime I continue working Man-El’s rod harder and harder and at one point he cannot hold back and shoots his load into me. I eagerly start swallowing his prodigious amount of cum, filling my belly to the max while he was still not depleted and cum starts pushing itself out of my mouth, sliding over my face and chest.
while I was in bliss, sucking Man-El’s rod I suddenly felt my own rod become warm and hot and I realized Kal-El started sucking mine. Submitting to me. I did not feel the same mental connection as with Man-El, but it does not matter, he willingly submitted to me, so that is a win.
My own rod had only regained a fraction of its cumload but I shot out what I had which is still more then a normal human and Kal-El swallowed it, all the while his own rod shooting a huge load out in the open, creaming his own chest and my groin and lower abdomen.

Finally both of them had shot their respective loads and I pulled out Man-El’s rod from my mouth, allowing me to breath freely. I put him down on his feet and let loose.
Standing in front of them I saw Man-El going down to one knee, bowing his head to me, acknowledging I was now his Master.
Kal-El, despite not having a mental bond with him, did the same.

I submitted both Kryptonians to me, freeing Earth from their tyranny.

In the months to come after having thrown one hell of a world party, the governments start to reassert themselves, rebuilding and construction of destroyed cities had begun, reuniting families broken up. And talks of a unified humanity were progressing slowly. Seems some of the old grudges were still lingering and slowing down the process, but the one thing that the entire ordeal showed is that Humanity had to work together. Only then they could overcome whatever the galaxy would throw at them next. So eventually it will become a reality.

As for the Kryptonians, well Man-El was locked in a secure facility. The outer walls laced with green kryptonite, enough to kill him should he break the bonding ritual somehow and try to escape. And inside of it the building a smaller self-contained holding cell where he was ordered by me to remain, wearing a collar of blue kryptonite, suppressing his powers and rendering him human. The talks on what his final fate would be were ongoing. Unsure if we should just kill him, keep him imprisoned, throw him into the phantom zone, if we get the portal to it even working without Kal-El, or hand him over to the other worlds out there who had noticed the absence of the Kryptionians and discovered they were defeated and started making demands to hand him over for punishment. I don’t envy the guys having to figure that one out.

And Kal-El, well he was on house arrest on the Kent farm where the few friends he had left talked a lot with him during those months and lately he started showing some signs of independent thought, not needing or asking permission from me or Man-El. So sounds like a bit of progress on that front. Creating hope that one day we can break the bonding completely and return his mind to an independent state. And then have our lost friend and protector back.

As for myself, I guess you could say I am the current protector of this world. Though after the entire ordeal there are not many people, human or otherworlder that dare to come to this world and cause unrest. So my days are usually nice and quiet. I wonder how long that will last till something stirs and causes trouble. For if one thing Earth is good at is attracting just exactly that… trouble.

Published: 2021-12-04, viewed 76 times.