Hydroman pushed Allie to the floor, the maid instinctivelydeferring to her knees before the powerful man, as his hands jerked and pulledat his belt releasing it and letting his slacks pool on the floor.
His legs were covered in fair hairs, so random and messy.But even more offensive was the thick, wiry thatch between his legs. An untidyforest of light brown, out of which his cock proudly stood out. So messy. Sounkept.
She could smell the dirt; a strong sweaty musk that tickledher nose and caught at the back of her throat. Filthy! She tutted, as her handsdelicately stroked and groomed the fair hair on Hydroman’s legs, bringing someorder to the random messy chaos.
Satisfied that she had tidied the unruly mess as best as shewas able, Allie grabbed the root of his cock with her slim, thin fingers andslowly worked her hand up and down the hard, rigid rod, the movement causingHydroman to moan softly as his foreskin flowed forward and back over hisengorged, full head.
She leant closer, fully taking in his filthy scent. Itdisgusted her – more than anything she wanted to make him clean. Make his cockclean. Yet… her exposed pussy moistened and clenched, churning with a desireand hunger that filled her whole body. Her mouth watered, as she tentatively likedand kissed at his big, round helmet, her tongue paying care and attention tohis piss-slit, the entranced former Green Arrow tasting the bitterness on hersensitive, talented tongue and shuddering as she finally submitted to herimprinted desire.
Opening wide, she worked her lips down the full length ofhis powerful meat-staff, her tongue rubbing up and down his sensitiveunderside. She moaned softly, in heaven as she cleaned his cock.
* * *
Dr Psycho kicked Circe away from his throne. The worthlessslut had taken his seed everywhere. In her mouth, over her face, tits andstomach, inside her asshole and of course, inside her hot, tight pussy. Yet shestill cried and begged for more, showing herself to be the pathetic little cum-whoreall women were; useless chaotic emotional wreaks desperately in need of thelogical, organised authority and discipline of men. He looked around at theAmazon warriors writhing and bucking on the floor around his throne. So many inneed of so much authority.
“Enough!” he bellowed, kicking her once more. “Go and markyourself as the Worthless Whore that you are.” he sneered, pointing to twoAmazon’s proudly displaying themselves for their Master at the foot of thethrone. “You two… come here.”
Circe crawled away, to sit against the throne room’s wall,her singing with a joyful ache to remind her of the glorious abuse of herMaster. Picking up a discarded dagger, she dug the sharp edge into the skin ofher arm, cutting crude capital letters into her skin… W, H, O, R… E.
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Glitzy screamed with release, finally sending the enhanced CaptainCold over the edge. Grabbing the trans-dimensional imp’s hips, he explodedinside her. Glitzy’s screams of passion quickly became screams of surprise, andthen pain, as Captain Cold’s sub-zero spunk erupted inside her, slowly freezingher solid. At first Cold didn’t notice as he held her in place, roaring withtriumph. It was only about half a minute later he realised that anice-sculpture of Glitzy was straddling his powerful body, her features foreverfrozen in a mixture of pleasure and pain.
Panicking, he scrambled back, knocking her off in theprocess. SMASH! Glitzy’s body shattered into thousands of icy shards on thehard, polished floor.
“Glitzy?” he shouted. “Glitzy?!” but there was no response,no movement. “Aw Shit.” He concluded.