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Instead of doing another evil Superman clone, someone should do an evil Clark Kent where Clark Kent is just a problematic journalist, like horrible online takes, stayed on twitter instead of leaving, and also just bad at journalism and we could call them Bari Weiss
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i really love how the "evil superhero" trope is dying for many reasons, and one of them is for the fact that from what i have seen THAT is what alot of people call the trope, which is fucking stupid becouse an evil superhero is called a supervillain.
While yes the trope usually involves a person with powers being revered as a hero but they are actually evil in disguise, to the viewers they would still be supervillains.
I hate when people call a character an "evil superhero".
Superman keeps his favorite toy chained to a bed 24/7, always ready to use.
Bruce weakly struggles against the padded restraints, humiliation thrumming through him as care bots give him his daily cleaning, inside and out. The cock shaped feeding tube fucks his throat, forcing a stomach bloating amount of cum flavored nutrient replacement down his throat and into his stomach.
Bruce's normal penis gag is replaced, fake knot bulging his cheeks to lock it in place. He starts crying as he feels the bots restart their chores. His well fucked ass is teased and fucked open by large variety of dildos, each just barely big enough to keep him open for Clark's cock at all times. One toy in particular, a dildo with a large flat bass, covered in hard spikes, is slowly scraped into his passage, stilling for just a second to let him anticipate what he knows is coming.
It spins. His inner walls are dragged and scraped painfully, jolts of pleasure shoot through him every time it hits a sweet spot, but it's not enough counteract the torture of the toy. It's slowly dragged out, every spike stretching and popping out of his rim until just the head remains.
Bruce is given a moment to catch his breath, before a scream is trapped behind the gag. The dildo is being hammered, inch by inch back into him. Each hit driving the spikes into his walls.
Clark's hot mouth is lapping up his tears. He twists the dildo himself a few times, before something clicks and the toy starts vibrating. He thrashes as the spikes ensure the vibrations are driven directly into pain sensitive nerves.
Clark slowly sinks into his pussy without a word. Bruce's weak thrashing and the vibrations do half the work as Clark uses him. It hardly has begun to really feel good as hit cum is driven into his womb. He pulls out and quickly replaces his cock with a plug.
The spiked dildo is finally pulled out, another thankfully smooth dildo being dragged in and out of his hole in a slow but steady rhythm. But, that's just another form of torture. The sparks of pleasure from Clark's cock ignited by the slow, frustrating pleasure.
Bruce is squirming, whining, trying to get some friction on his clit, but it's useless. He's crying from maddening pleasure now, drooling slick around the plug in his pussy.
Clark enters the room again, unplugging his ass and sinking in. Bruce can feel the cock rubbing against the plug in his pussy, making him see stars, but it's not enough. A load of cum paints his hole, plugged up and abandoned again.
Tubing hovers menacingly over him. Little cups slap his nipples before settling around them. Suction pulls at the buds, leaving them puffy and plumped, before a pair of clamps threatening take their place. The tentacles tug at the clamps, making him clench around the plugs before releasing. After a few moments, the tentacle whips across his chest with a crack, nipples screaming.
Clark returns, sinking into his pussy again. He fucks his shaking body quickly and efficiently, stuffing another load of cum into his womb before plugging him up. He traces Bruce's lips with his dick before tucking himself away and leaving.
His clit gets a matching set of attention. The tubes and tentacles randomly play with either a nipple or his clit. It's endless. He's half blind from tears and frustration.
Clark returns again. This time he lays between Bruce's legs and bites down on his outer lips before kissing. He licks deep, Bruce's eyes rolling back at the feel of it. Fingers are intermittently teasing his clit.
Clark makes out with Bruce's lower lips like a man starved. His orgasm feels electric, squirting his own slick and Clark's cum all over the both of them.
Clark keeps going, wringing orgasm after orgasm from him. He's half conscious, limp and broken once again.
Clark loves this part. He sinks his cock into the twitching, well used hole, enjoying the feeling of hot oversensative walls begging for mercy. He fucks however he feels like, hard and bruising, slow and teasing. He pinches the clit til he's almost crushed it, watching his toy convulse in pain and feeling the gush of another orgasm make him weakly convulse. He doesn't stop until his womb is stretched to the limit petting the stretched stomach.
Clark leaves him plugged up and unconscious, such a good pet, finally done with him for the day. He programs a few more toys and activities to keep him entertained when he's not being used, noting the spiked dildo left him delightfully sensation.
