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Lashina, as leader of the Furies, stood forward first. The slim brunette was clad only in thin strips of flexible steel that barely covered anything. She tore off the coils that bound her formidable chest and cracked the steel whips, and they encircled
Superman's waist. He braced himself for the inevitable electric shock...and was astounded to find that they brought not pain, but pleasure.
As the electricity coursed through his body, he felt his cock grow hard. Lashina's pouty lips curved into a flirtatious smirk and cracked her whips once more, sending another shock of pleasure so powerful it froze the Man of Steel in place. She strode forward,
sending charge after nigh-orgasmic charge into her prey, driving him to his knees.
The topless beauty stood over her bound prey, and shoved him onto his back. She leaned down to lick his face and kiss him on the lips, and then began to drag her warm, wet mouth down his muscular torso, alternating kisses and licks, until she reached his achingly
erect cock. She then began to give the Manhood of Steel another kind of lashing with her tongue until he came...
(OOC: I imagine Lashina is wearing something like her standard costume: http://outcaststudios.com/forums/uploads/monthly_12_2011/post-1-0-33987200-1324008736.jpg , but without the black parts)
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