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"Clara, come in here."
Clara Kent clacked into Lex Luthor's office on her stiletto heels. This was so wrong. She knew she was Superman. What has happened. What did--
"Pay attention," Lex Luthor growled. "You've been distracted all day, haven't been focusing on your job."
"I'm sorry, um, Mr. Luthor, I--"
Luthor grinned as his sexretary's huge tits heaved up and down in her nervousness, looking like they were about to pop out of her tight jacket.
"You need to be punished," he said.
Clara's eyes went wide as she stared at the large paddle in Luthor's hand.
* * *
Bebe Wayne hurried down the stairs. The Batcave had to be there, it had to--
Then she gasped as she saw what had become of the Cave. It was a room built for every kinky sex act, from the huge bed with silk sheets to the hot tub to the dungeon complete with chains and whips. And then there were all the statues and paintings of various
figures in all sorts of erotic positions.
"What's going on?" Bebe whimpered.
"Who are you?"
Bebe turned to see a girl as petite and delicate as her chained to a wall, totally naked.
"I"m Didi, I mean Dick," the girl whimpered. "What's going on?"
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