Superman awoke in the witch's dungeon. His cape and belt had been pulled off, kept by the witch as trophies for defeating the strongest man on Earth.
"You won't be able to escape," she told him. "You are mine now. And I'm going to make it known to you."
Superman was laying down on his back, unable to move, wounded from his previous encounter and unable to heal. She sat on top of him and began rubbing his chest and his abs. As she continued, he felt himself getting turned on and she sat right on top
of his groin area. She kissed him.
"What are you doing to me," he asked.
She continued. Finally, he came right through his outfit and right in to her.
"Proving my superiority," she replied.
ANd she had. She had raped Superman and now, with part of him inside her, she was sharing in his strength and powers though it was nothing compared to her. She got up, leaving Superman on his back in agony.
"Don't worry, Super wimp, I'll make sure you survive. I've got what I want, you. And after I defeat all your little friends, you will remain my pet forever."