Luthor started to panic, his Kryptonite laser was melted on his desk and Superman was not happy about the comatose and chained Lois Lane seated next to his desk. He had heard about strange occurrences when heroes tried to stop villainess only to become their sex slaves and heroines falling in love with villains. He had hoped that the data suggesting Superman was off planet was correct and that Supergirl would come to Lois’ aid… only that didn’t happen. Mercy was out cold under the door and Superman was clearly debating just how much hurt he could inflict without killing Luthor.
“Luthor, what in the hell were you thinking?” Superman called as he walked towards Luthor.
Luthor watched as Mercy, Superman and Lois were engulfed in black fogs. His jaw dropped as the figures emerged from the fog. The Black haired amazon beauty was wearing a black latex version of Supergirls kryptonian cheerleader outfit with the emblem from Lex’s battle armor on her chest instead of a Super S shield. She started to giggle.
“Lexie Baby,” the woman cooed, “We may be Lois and Claire Lane-Kent, the ace lipstick Lesbian couple of the Daily Planet by day, but we are your kryptonian babes anytime you want us!”
Lex was shocked, Clark Kent had been superman? Now Clark was Claire Lane-Kent his lover?
“Lex Dear,” Lois called, “If you wanted to play 50 shades of Grey, you should have told us to get out Gold Kryptonite first or used the heavier bandage gear.”
Lois was now in a nearly identical outfit to Claire’s. She merely stood up and broke all the restraints holding her in place and went around the left side of the desk while Claire went around the right. As both babes rubbed themselves against him the unhinged door moved and lifted up. Mercy was wearing a latex double breasted uniform dress and high heeled knee high boots.
“Claire,” Mercy said, “How many times have I told you not to knock the doors off their hinges. As soon as she gets hungry for Lex’s love sausage she just loses all self-control.”
Mercy picked up the one ton steal door and tried to put it back as if it were hollow plywood.
“Speaking of self-control,” Mercy put her hands on her hips, “What are you girls forgetting?”
“Right,” Both said as they reached down into the front drawer of Lex’s desk and pulled out gold kryptonite chain chokers with “Slut,” “Slave,” and “Maid” spelled in solid letters of gold kryptonite on them.
“We don’t want to put you in traction again Lexie Baby,” Claire licked his ear as she put on the slave choker.
“The only down side to being augmented with Kryptonian DNA,” Lois put on the Slut and handed the Maid to Mercy, “We can break human lovers without trying, but we can also do just about anything else you need us to Lex.”
“I think we have been bad girls,” Mercy cooed, “And Master needs to teach us a lesson.”
She pressed a hidden button on the desk and a passage opened to a play room with slings, benches, sex toys in cabinets and a California king bed in the middle. The three ladies led Lex to the bed and pulled a box of condoms from a night stand.
“Lexie, can we suck your cock, please?” Claire begged.