Superhero Blog

終於，不只是我對於超人再起中的毆打片段不滿，有個網友決定，要改編這一段故事，給超人一個更暴力、更性感的圍毆，讓我們可以享受，真正的torturing the man of steel!!!

以下為開頭，接下來的情節將會陸陸續續post上網，敬請期待。

Over the colossal greyish clouds in the sky, the ominous lightnings sparkled intermittently with scary intensity, the sound of the roaring thunders slipped into his ears from afar, subdued but full of threats of doom.

Superman was determined to erase Lex Luthor once and for all from the surface of the earth.
He already had had enough with his criminal acts, he thought Lex would have turned over a new leaf upon his return, but he was wrong, Lex was still the old Lex, dangerous, ambitious and merciless.

He was actually furious when he found that Lois and her family were almost drowned, but strangely he was more nervous about the safety of the male family members, her son of course and suprizingly, Robert, Lois's husband, an attractively handsome man with lean body which was packed with nail-hard muscles.

He couldn't shake off this feeling when he first met him at Daily Planet, he even dreamt of Robert a few days ago. When he woke up from that dream, he found a pool of pre-cum wetting his brief.

He flew into the lead dark sky, he could see an island with strange landscapes beneath. He didn't feel anything unusual, after scanning with his super-vision, he was very sure that the island was free from kryptonite. So, he hiked his flying speed and dashed towards the gloomy, misty and mysterious island...... .........

BLAM, Superman landed solidly in the crystalised island for the first time. The supreme aura of invincible exuded on his handsome face. Lex seemed to be expecting his arrival. His mistress, Carina was sitting on one side with full flair and surrounded by 6 burly built thugs who bodyguarded both of them.

On the other side, Lex stood fearlessly on a higher ground, he smiled with tinge of viciousness. Both of his arms were placed behind his back, in his right palm, there was a small remote control panel.

"Welcome to my private island, superman." Lex said, "After a long 5 years, you looked exactly the same, even more handsome and muscular now, I can see, hehehe."

"Lex, today I have to put your destructive act to an end."

Superman said sternly, began to walk up the steps, "You have been too ruthless to do whatever your wish, but today, I have to put you away, once and for all."

"Is it so?" Lex asked scornfully, "Ok, come and get me if you wish." Then his left thumb prssed the button on the remnote control panel. As soon as he pressed the button, a lead box which was buried in the centre of the island opened up automatically, a huge piece of dark green krytonite crystal dissolved slowly and the kryptonite liquid seeped into the greyish crystal speedily.

The greyish crystal was slowly turning into krytonite rock! Superman walked up the steps and stood right in front of Lex. He felt some funny ticklings in his body, but ignored it at first.
He grabbed Lex's collar and lifted him up from the ground.

But Lex was still grinning, carefree and relaxed.

"Ohhhh..oohhh. ..let me go..let me..go..hahaha. ." Lex made a foolish gestures in front of Superman.Then something strange occured, sweat, beads of sweat oozed out from his forehead.
Never in his life, Superman sweated. Never. But now he didn't only sweat, he started to shiver. Sweats rolled down on the side of his cheeks.

His right arm which nabbed Lex started to tremble.

Lex noticed it, his smile broadened.

Carina started to giggle, the other thugs started to walk toward the steps, rolling up their sleeves, taking off their jackets, rubbing their knuckles and loosening up their limbs.

They were all ready for a bashing. A big bashing of their lifetimes.

Dizziness crept into Superman's mind, he felt unusual weakness spreading all over his entire body like million crawlies. There was slight grimacing sign on his handsome face, the trimmed square jaws strained and his eyesbrows twisted.

THUD! Suddenly Lex hurled his right arm to plow a huge punch right into Superman's 8 packed abs. URGH! It was a brief short grunt from Superman, but the instant pain was real. He had to release the grip and jacknife his body. His left arm cuddled his abs, the sore spot appeared right away.

"Hehehe...man of steel...feeling the pain now?" Lex asked and raised his fist to show around in front of Superman's face. In his fist, he already secretly put on a brassknuckles. It was not a normal steel brassknuckles, on top of this brassknuckles, Lex already embedded a piece of rough surface red kryptonite rock. This rock would inflict unimaginable damages to Superman.

"Hand off from your steely abs, sup." Lex said and pulled away Superman's left arms, then he pulled back his right arm far back, SWOOOSHHHHH! Another ferocious slam right onto his midsection.

WHAMMM! ARGHH! The grunt got louder.

Superman still could stand upright but he had to hold Lex's left arm for support. Lex instead grabbed his right arm and wrestled it with full force to immobilise Superman torso. Then liked a piledriver, Lex pounded Superman's abdominal bricks again and again.

THUDD!THUDD! THUDD!THUDD! Lex was extremely strong as he had consumed a high dosage of strength enhancing drug. Every punch sagged the harder-than- steel abs of Superman, it even slightly lifted both of his feet off the ground.

ARGHH! OOOGHH! EEIIGGHH! The others just watched the arousing sight with raging urge to
join, but they had to wait down there, for their turns, which would come, very soon.

It was such a heavenly sight for them to lavish to see the whole body of Superman jerked up and down with each and every punch landed on his superbly chiselled abs.

Then Lex halted. He unlocked his arm grab, Superman's knees buckled and kneeled down uncontrollably, panting laboriously like racing horses, his handsome face was blushed with enormous pain burning inside his gut. He had to clutch his abs with both of his arms. Superman realised that something had gone wrong, he knew that there were abundant of kryptonite rocks in vicinity. But it was too late for him to do anything now.

Lex grinned with full satisfaction, he adjusted the brassknuckles and loosened his right arms by making a few swings in the air. Then he mercilessly assaulted again.

WHRACCKK! His fist slammed Superman's left cheek. ARGHHHHHHHH! His handsome face was yanked to the right side. WHRRACCKKKK! Lex followed by reversing his punching direction to slam on the right cheek. Again, Superman's head was bounced to the other side.
Then the biggest blow arrived. Lex gathered all his strength in his right arm, he made an
almost full circle swing to complete an upward hook which connected Superman's chin.
KRRRACCKKKKK! the jaws cracking sound was so loud that it reverberated in the air. Superman's body was straightened up and completely uplifted from the ground into the air, his four limbs stretched outwards and travelled in the air for a few seconds.

KABLAMMMM! Superman landed on the midway of the steps on his back, then he rolled down the steps and stopped right in front of the thugs' feet. Superman moaned softly and squirmed groggily. Lex walked down the steps callaously, taking his time, enjoying every minute to see Superman struggling to rise. The thugs just watched on, they were so keen to lay their hands on this hard torso but Lex had not given permission yet.

When Lex was a few steps away, he leaped up and stomped Superman's undulated muscular back as he landed forcefully with both feet. BLAMMM!Superman' s body arched upwards on both sides with his head thrashed upward.

"Hahahaha... the great superman, now lying down here, helplessly, hahaha..." Lex stepped down from his back."It feels sooooo good, his muscles are real hard, but to know that every hit
causes pain to him is the height of pleasure, hahaha.."

Then he turned to all those exciting thugs, he said, "Now, he is all yours, but don't kill him, that is my job." he walked to Carina and then he said again, "Oh yes, there are some special tools
modified from kryptonite rock inside that big lead box, use them to torture this superhunk, hahaha..."

 

Superman was still writhing in pain on the floor, he felt sharp thorny pain wherever his body contacted the ground. He struggled to rise, but with the cruelly "playful" thugs around, he didn't have chance to do so.

THUUKK! One would kick his obliques. WHOMPP! Another would stomped his broad muscular back. Others were busy checking through the kryptonite-modified tools and instruments, they took turns to keep Superman sprawling on the floor. Kryptonitic floor which scorched his skin eventhough his lycra costume was still intact. They forced him to lie down on his abs and
pecs, then some would stepped on his palms and crunched them by twisting their boots around. They had to make sure Superman would not be able to ball his fists again!

THOMP!THOMP! Some would just leaped and landed squarely on Superman's undulated back with their boots. A few kicks all over his obliques and serratus inflicted more pain. When all of them were fully equiped with all those kryptonite-modified tools, it was time for them to gangbashed Superman. Some would put on leather gloves which were installed with sharp tip
kryptonite spikes, some gripped the titanium clubs or bats which were laced with kryptonite layer, others put on knee caps and elbow caps which were all embedded with broken kryptonite pebbles. They were all ready to grant superman the most merciless beating of his lifetime.
The biggest guys in the group stepped up and grabbed Superman's hair and uplift him on his feet. Superman was too weak to retaliate, what he could do was to hold the thug's wrists and exposed his pecs and abs.

"Welcome to Lex's Hell!" Lex said, caressing Carina soft silky hair. The beating started!  THHHUUUDDD! With his leather glove on his right fist, the biggest thug plowed a ferocious punch right into Superman's midsection. The spiky studs which were installed on the glove dug inside his tightened abs.

Superman endured it well. THUUD! Another one followed. Others also advanced and landed their fists, kicks, elbows or knees on the unprotected hot hard body. When Superman was pounded forcefully in his gut until he hunched his body and bent his back backwards, they would pulverise the back with titanium clubs. When he was shoved forward, they
would slug Superman's abs by lifting their knees or hurling the metallic bats right into his midsection! WHAM!THUD!KAPOW! POWW!POWW! Punches flying, legs kicking, some 
shouted when they pummel the solidified body of Superman, but no screaming yet from the man of steel. He knew that air was pushed out whenever the 8-packed abs was pounded, he just felt that at anytime, there were explosion of pain all over his body. Sometime Superman was stomped in his gut in front and when he retreated to the back, two thugs would grabbed his arms and bludgeoned his livers on both sides at the same time with kryptonite brassknuckles!
Superman yanked his head upward and his handsome face just knotted up in painful contortion.

Once was always not enough, when they planted the same liver spots, somebody already lifted his leg to ram into Superman manhood! The pain was too overwhelming now and Superman started to make soft groans. He slumped but was instantly held up on his armpits. His manhood was in fire. They swarmed over him again. The sharp kryptonite spikes slit opened his costumes, certain parts were badly torn now. The punched rained down on Superman's  rippling muscles all over his torso, he started to moan louder, the pain was everywhere, spreading liked wildfire.

Then two guys locked Superman arms on both sides with their left arms, then their right fists would insanely slammed his hardened back. Another guy who took great pleasure blasting
Superman's manhood would keep on lifting his right feet to crush Superman's super cock and balls from behind.

In the meantime, a few other guys took their posititon in front, one would smashed his handsome face, another one lashed out punches after punches right on his abs and lower abs. The other two would knead and clawed Superman's thick but compacted pecs, they pulled and pushed and twisted to inflict horrible agony.

Lex just laughed and kissed Carina, he was ecstatic to see the bashing of superman. WOUUWWWWWWWWWWW! ARGGHHHHHHHHH~ !EEEEEEEEEEEEIII AAAAAAAAA!
Superman's groans and moans turned yellings and screamings. He couldn't do anything but was immobilised on the spot to take all those crazy thrashings.

It went on for about 30 minutes.

"Stop." Lex said."Lift him up, let me see how this man of  steel do with your sweet beatings, hahaha." Superman was locked in full nelson, his hair was gripped and head yanked up to look at Lex. He panted heavily, gasping for air, the handsome face was dotted with a few swellings on the corner of the eyes and lips. His chest heaved up and down, his abs flexed and relaxed intermittently. The cuts were everywhere, the costume was torn and ripped apart at certain places.

Carina pressed another button on a control panel. Two steel posts rose from the ground. On both ends of the posts, there were mannacles made of pure kryptonite. The kryptonite crystal in the island already tormented superman badly and caused all the helplessness, the kryptonite mannacles would make Superman impossible to escape.

"Lock him to the posts and strip him, he doesn't need those stupid ugly costume again." Lex said, "but leave the brief on, hehehe."

All the guys were thrilled to death as they have always visualised how muscular Superman was, they knew that superman's ripped and rippling torso was a sight to die for. Very quickly, the costume was gone. Wristed were locked. Ankles were locked. Superman was completely tied up in a big X position.

"Wonderful, wonderful." Lex said and Carina just almost drooled to see the almost naked Superman. As for others, the fun just began as they knew that Superman was really going to suffer from now.

 

The "painful" welcome for Superman to this new island had come in full circle, Lex truly extended his best hospitality so far to Superman. Now, Superman was stripped almost naked, his granite-sculpted torso was firmly restrained to the posts. The expanded his four slender limbs outwards as tight as possible, two slabs of highly compressed muscles were stretched underneath the armpits to form an acute inverted V shape, so were the pecs and abs, they were fully pulled outwards to create an overall drum-tight texture.

The supreme musculature of superman's physique truly mesmerised the onlookers, the skin was so smooth-polished, just like the high quality granites which had been polished again and again. Every line of his muscular terrains, cleavages, valleys, hills, was liked being  meticulously chiselled inch by inch. Actually Superman's body was not the buffy freaky bodybuilder type, at the height of 6'2", his body weight only 75kgs, it shaped his body to be slim and slender. But the most amazing fact was the rippness of his torso, the hardness was beyond any comparison, but every group of his muscles was definely and sharply compartmentalised.
The pesc were rectangular in shape, they expanded from the central sternum to the armpits in dove-wing formation, it was not really thick, the thickness only palpable at the edges. But they
were very very tout, highly compacted and as hard as concrete. As for Superman's serratus and abs, there were no wrods to describe its perfection. Never before Lex or his thugs saw such
serratus which was so well developed, they were lined up in oblique layers, each layer was cut into piano-key formation. These layer and layer of serratus muscles engulfed the most envied abs in the middle. The mid-line of Superman's abs was deeply cut, from this alligned.Four bricks formed the upper abs, two in the middle was the midsection and another two formed the lower abs near the groinal zone.

Lex couldn't resist by just staring at Superman's superbly sculptured body, he stepped up and fondled his right palm all over his body. He wanted to feel the hardness and warmth of the muscles of Superman and he was shocked, simply shocked to feel liked caressing a lifeless marble adonis statutte.

Despite some overlapped welts decorated Superman's abs and other part of his body, obviously all the muscles were still so intact and highly compressed. The pain might be horrible and
overwhelming due to the undermining from the kryptonite effect, but the real damages to his muscles were still limited.

"Now we have to crush his body part by part." Lex said, "We start with his calf and shin first."
A few guys just took their stance on both sides, to crush those hard mound of Superman's cal muscles and shinny metal-like shin bones, they had to use tools, krytonite-modified tools, so each of them already had either clubs or batons or bats in hands, They just swung those ominous tools in front of Supoerman's eyes, superman knew what was on the way. He exerted and pulled both of his legs inward to brace for the beatings, under exertion, his whole 
body strained, accentuated by the drenching sweats, his washboard abs glossed and cramped into 8 jagged shredded abdominal bricks!

"Do it now!" Lex couldn't wait any longer to see Superman's handsome face grimacing in agony.
They started to hurl the beating tools towards Superman calf muscles and the bony shins, the thudded sound was ear piercing when the steely bone of Superman was aggressively belted.
The beatings on his calf and shin sent shocks of pain to Superman's brain, but he clenched his jaws and gritted his teeth to abtain from yelling.

CHUD!CHUD! the calfs were assaulted. THUNK!THUNK! THUNK! the shins were pummelled.

The grueling thrashing on Superman's calfs and shins thrilled Lex to the extreme level. Carina was slightly taken aback listening to those bone cracking sound, she looked at those guys aggressively lashed out the swings from all the directions which hammer Superman's bones and muscles unprotectedly, she asked Lex with little concern, "Do you intend to lame Superman completely?" "Don't be silly, my dear," Lex said, "Nobody can fracture Superman's bone, even with kryptonite, but it will definitely inflict insurmountable pain to him,  ahahaha..."

Lex was undeniably true, no matter how gruesome the beatings were, Superman could not be mimed, but with krytptonite all around him, his threshold of pain would drop to oe even lower than a normal human being, therefore he would suffer from great pain and agony. The beatings also would leave behind welts, swelings and bruises, but there would not be any haemorrhage condition.

THUD!THUD!THUD! ......... ......... ..

Superman just gritted the teeth with his handsome face knotten in painful grimaces, he just felt that his shin bones had been shattered into thousand pieces, but his heroic mettle brought him through.

The guys stop with sweats wetting their bodies, so most of them took off their shirts too showing their equally hard muscles. The air was filled with erotic scent of hot muscles, on superman's clafs and shins, the muscles were sagged on a few spots with deep bluish welts, on his shins, the angry red marks of beltings stamped on his skin.

Superman didn't yelled at all besides some muffling grunts when the pain was too sharp and excruciating, but the grimaces on the handsome face entertained Lex greatly.

"Now, destroy his strong, powerful thighs, look at thos corded muscles, it makes me go crazy!" Lex said. One of the guys smeared some baby oil all over Superman's thighs, those highly tightened muscular fibres which entwined together to form solidified muscular bundles glossed with shinny light.

"Please be careful, spare his precious super package, I have other usages for it." Lex reminded.
This time, they used mostly short beating tools, like nightsticks and mallets. Again, they took turns to pound Superman's thighs without any hesitation and mercy. In the beginning, the
sticks just bounced back as the muscles were too hard to budge, Lex was equally shocked to see the occurance, but as beating accumulated and muscular fibres began to snap, the pounding took its toll.

The pain was apparent. But the endurance displayed by superman was beyond expectation.
Lex thought Superman would be badly undermined with almost the entire island was kryptonized, weaker he did get, but not totally drained and defenseless. The destruction of the calfs, shins and thighs did create massice agony to him, but basically, he still could withstand it without much screamings.

POW!POW!POW! POW!KAPOWKAPOW! KAPOW! the guys just hammered the thighs again and again. They acted liked crushing some liveless items, they didn't treat Superman as a human being who could feel pain and seasation, they just vented their long buried anger and
revenge through insane beatings.

Since the thighs were so well developed, they were able to sustain the ferocious onslaught for the first 30 minutes, but as the kryptonite layers which coated the mallets and nightsticks induced more damages, he started to feel mind-blowing pain when the battered thighs were assaulted again and again. Carina was slightly astounded to see how they "manhandled"
Superman, she felt a bit guilty as she was the one who distracted Superman's attention when Lex and the thugs intruded the Muzeum to retrieve the seed of the kryptonite crystal. But it was too late to do anything now.

While pummelling the strong thighs, some hit just missed and plowed into Superman's manhood, this was the time Superman shouted uncontrollably. Lex was not sure whether it was done intentionally but he enjoyed it watching how the dropdead handsome look twitched
and writhed in great agony. When both thighs were densely covered with reddish and bluish
marks like zebras, Lex said it was enough. The thugs stopped. They took a short respite, wiping away their sweats, adjusting their crotches which were cramped with inflated dicks.

Superman was breathing as heavy as a racing horse, panting and gasping for more air to fill up his gut and to alleviate the level of pain. It was a very much needed respite but it was not for long. One of the guys took out a kryptonite whip. It was a bullwhip which was laced with concentrated kryptonite powder, Lex smiled and he nodded his head. This guy walked to the back of Superman and stood there, holding the whip and gently swung the whip a few times, ripping through the air with some hissing sound. It sent cold chills down Carina's spine, Superman was alerted and he knew his back would be the next target.

Carina realised that kryptonic flogging was going to take place, she saw that despite amazing defiance and toughness, Superman was apparently in enormous pain, both of his legs were scattered with purplish welts and marks, but no alarming injuries inflicted.

"Lex, with the lethal effect from kryptonite, can he pull through with more tortures?" She asked with concern. "No worry, darling, Superman is still a superman, a true kryptonian, the kryptonite only strip away his super strength but physically he is still a kryptonian, therefore he can't be killed with prolong tortures, he won't sustain irreversible injuries apart from normal welts and bruises, he would feel only pain, pain and nothing more than pain, hahaha" Lex said. Then he hinted the guy to start.

Superman instantly exerted to pulled his arms so that his broad back would be hardened up like rock. The landscape of his back turned into rough terrain with undulations rolling all over ridges and valleys, the sweats lubricated every strip of the muscles and the whole back just glossed magnificently. The guy stretched his arms out as far as possible and then swung the whip toward the inviting back.

PIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKKKKKK! The whip swept across the tightened skin and Superman suddenly yanked his head backward with his handsome face soaking in tremendous shock. But the flogging continued. The whip flew back and forth, it kissed the resilient skin with sharp blades which left some angry welts behind, no blood was
drawn from Superman, but the mind-blowing pain just made Superman to thrash and screech at feverish pitch.

PIAAAAAAAAAAK!PIIIAAKKKKKK!................... ARGHH!URGHH! EEEAAAAA!OOOUUWWWWWWWWWW!.............

The sight was so intense that Carina was not really willing to see, she didn't expect such merciless treatment would be inflicted on man of steel, she began to feel regret for copperating with Lex. But Lex enjoyed it thoroughly, completely as wide grin was all overhis face when he watched how Superman struggling, squirming and yelling.

As the other thugs saw that Superman had to strain his back strongly to counter the ferocious floggings until his abs cramped into 10 solid bricks, so they just stepped up and thrusted those
abdominal slabs with kryptonite mallets! THUD!TYHUD!THUD!........ The double assaults aggravated the level of pain Superman was suffering, but he just took it without begging for mercy.

The double torture went on for another 30 minutes, Lex asked them to stop. He was right, besides burning whipping marks crisscrossing his borad inverted V shap back, not a drop of blood was seen. There were no real injuries in fact, but it only induce pain, the pain which
was sensed due to the kryptonite effect. And that's what Lex wanted to see. Superman was drifting in the sea of pain and agony, his head dropped to his chest, sweats wetted his hairs and whole body glistened under the kryptonite light. Constant moan was coming out from his throat, the worst part was superman would never pass out, he would always stay awake and feel all the pain which blanketted him now.

"Now we come to the hardest muscles of his body, his supremely chiselled abs." Lex said, "But before that maybe his bicepos, triceps and pecs will be good to torture too, hahaha..." The abs was temporarily spared as the thugs targetted at his arms and pecs. They pelted Superman's nail hard biceps and triceps until red-purplish marks appeared on the skin. For Superman's expanded and condensed pecs, the rubbed the superbly compacted muscles with kryptonite oil, the oil would further tenderise the muscles and made it highly sensitive and vulnerable to beatings. The abs was also coated with this oil and when it seeped into his skin, superman just grunted uncontrollay in pain. He thought that they had troched his body with flame as the oil was so caustic that it burnt into every inch of his pecs and abs, eventhough no apparent marks were created but the tenderisation was nearly completed. They first assaulted Superman's pecs with sledgehammers, they just hammered their way relentlessly.

BLAM!BLAM!BLAM!BLAM!.............WOUWW!URGHHH!IIEEEAAA!AARRRGGHHHH!WWOUUW!OOUCHHH!....

The hammers just sagged into Superman's densely packed pectoral muscles, Superman just felt that the chest bones were broken one by one although it would never happen. But the pain were so excruciating that he wish to just pass out. The wish that, again, he would never get.

Splat!SPlat!Splat!SPLAT!...................

 

The brutal bashing on Superman's pectorals continued for about 30 minutes, the  ledgehammers induced massive pain which bombarded his woozy mind, they also left behind numerous blue-purplish welts and marks, but no internal injuries were created.

When they stopped hammering the tightened pecs, Superman was panting heavily, gasping for air and trying to mitigate the pain. Lex truly enjoyed the sight, all the thugs took a short respite, their arms were all sore as they vented their vengeance by hitting out as hard as possible.

"Now we come to the hardest part of his body, abs and obliques." Lex said, caressing Carina's hair, "This slab of meat must be crushed completely, hahaha..."

"How do you want us to grill his abs, Sir?" One of the thugs asked, rubbing the knuckles of his fists. Others were all ready, their amrs were fully pumped after they took a cortisone jab to
enhance their strength. "Superman's superpower had been sapped completely dry by the
kryptonite crystals, but he is still a very tough hunk, his muscles are naturally very very hard, therefore it will still resist your thrashing well, so for the first round, just tenderise his abdominal bricks barefisted, put on the brassknuckles which kryptonite stones are embedded." Lex explained, fondling Superman's superbly chiselled abs, "I want you to blast until he vomit, until he begs, screams, hahaha...."

The thugs all picked the brassknuckles and put them on both of their fists. They knew that Superman's abs was still damn hard eventhough it had been badly battered by earlier beatings. The preparation sent chills running down Superman's spine when he saw a whole group of burly, drug-enhanced guys swinging their arms which fists gripped the ominous brassknuckles. Two thugs launched the onslaught simultaneously. Superman closed his eyes tight and gritted his teeth again. He knew what was on the way. But he didn't expect the scale of agony was simply unbearable.

WHOMP!WHOMP!WHOMP!....
WHACK!WHACK!WHACK!WHACK!............

Superman's body thrashed vehemently when the punches connected his abs like missles. Every punch exploded inside his gut and tore apart his tout muscular fibres. The kryptonite stones embedded on the brassknuckles further eroded the hardness of his muscles. The thugs were much stronger than ever as the effect of the specially created steroid reached the peak.

 

Superman's abs and serratus became the final targets for their merciless bashings. Lex had always envied the magnificently sculptured torso of Superman, especially the piano-key serratus and the sharply defined 8-packed abs, therefore he truly lavished every second watching how the ferocious fists plowed deep into the solid gut and also the protruded serratus.

POW!POW!POW!POW!................. The beating never stopped as the thugs took turn to pound the battered muscles relentlessly. They could feel the hard-as-steel muscles was crumbling down, but they were far from satisfied as Superman still showed his unbelievable defiance and restraint from even screaming or begging. Althoung every punch now uplifted his whole body off the ground as it sank deeper and deeper into his gut, Superman just groaned mufflingly as the pain darted right into his mind. He couldn't feel the existence of his abs anymore, he just
sensed the perpectual agony gnawing and burning inside his abs. But he refused to feed the satisfaction sought b y Lex and his thugs, he would never beg, if they were to kill him, he would never succumb to their ultimate wish.

But the pummellings grew more violent, the torturous agony escalated and every punch now was like an explosion inside his gut. Superman couldn't help it anymore, his soft grunt turned into uncontrollable screamings and yellings, as he needed to grasp more air to replaced the disposed air from his stomach. His handsome face twisted and twitched ryhtmically, eyes tight closed and knotted, cheeks cramped and mouth opened wide agape.

The punching continued. The abdomninal destruction continued. The unhumane torment continued. THUD!CHUD!THUD!CHUD!THUD!....................

The couple pounding took turns with full repetition, tools and instruments were changed from session to session. The abdominal zone was now totally covered with angry red-purplish welts and bruises, not an inch of muscles was spared as nobody was able to keep up with the number of punches blasting this set of superbly hard and chiselled abs!

WOWWWWWWWWWWWW!...AARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!...UUURGGHHH!.......

The pathetic faverish screaming echoed in the air. Lex just laughed happily. Carina was astounded to see how Superman's abs was abused. All the thugs were in high spirit, the drug imposed its peak effect and drove them almost insanely gruesome and cruel. After about one hour, Lex asked them to stop when he saw that Superman no longer yelled, he knew that he had reached his limit.

 

When the locks were released, Superman just slumped and crushed to the floor. He was still awake, for sure, he would not faint so easily and this supremacy actually inflicted more tortures to him as he had to stay awake to feel the pain and agony, every minute and
every second.

Superman instantly felt searing scorching pain on the skin which contacted the ground as it had been kryptonized too. He squirmed and wriggled with much difficulties trying to stand up, but he was too agonised to do so, he just managed to sprawled and moved liked a dying eel in the dry land. Lex knew the burning effect on Superman's skin, it was too early to "barbecue" him yet. So he asked the thug to stand him up. Two thugs locked both of his arms under his armpits and tossed him up. But superman was not totally drained yet, with his last bout of
energy left inside his body, he suddenly attempted to free himself by struggling ferociously.
Too bad, it was not good enough. The feeble retaliation made his whole body rock up and strain
beautifully, the shiny sweats lubricated every curves and bulge of his muscles, the painful and battered abs ripped into chocolate-like bricks, his serratus cracked further into small scale size muscular slabs, his biceps and triceps solidified and his thigs tightened and bundled up. But the thugs were far too strong for him to harvest any effective move. It was a futile attempt which only invited a few hard punches right on the mushy abs.

CHUK!CHUK!CHUK! OOUCHHH!....OOOFFFHHHHH! Superman groaned and calmed down,
panting swiftly grasping for air with his abs relaxing and contracting intermettently.

Lex stared at the bulge in his groin which was still covered by lycra brief. He donned a special glove which was coated with kryptonite sand. Then he slipped his right hand inside  Superman's brief.

ARGHH! Superman screamed shortly as the glove rubbed his tight groin but what happened next was totally unbearable. Lex cupped Superman huge rod and eggs in his right hand. The kryptonite sand started to grilled his manhood. Superman yanked his head backward painfully. Suddenly he thrashed his head backward in a strong jerk with a bloodcurdling screech, his whole body flexed to be as hard as steel, as Lex deliberately snatched the superpackage mercilessly. Superman tried to kick Lex away but too late, both of his legs
had been blocked by the thugs' feet. Helplessly, Superman could only clenched his jaws and endured the burning pain which engulfed his precious manhood.

OOUUU...UUURRGGHHHH...EEEUIUUIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAA.... Lex grabbed and twisted, he was liked trying to squashed both of superman's gonads if he could. But he knew that it was impossible to do so. The manhood of kryptonian was not destructable, but it could be battered.
To inflict mountaneous pain. That was what Lex wanted to see.

Superman let out a sigh of relief when he removed his hand from his brief. But it was far from the end, it was in fact just a beginning for sexual torture. "Now I want you to smash his manhood, smash as hard as you could, no worry, they won't burst! hahahaha..." Lex said to his
thugs who beamed up upon hearing the instruction. They had envied Superman's super package greatly as they were much bigger than theirs. This time they took turn one by one, even with the brief on, they could clearly see the outline of Superman's cock and balls. So
it was an easy target for bashing.

THUD!THUD!THUD!THUD!.................................... Every punch which shelled Superman's manhood caused an uncontrollable jerk of his whole body. His handsome face twitched and writhed in horrible agony. But there was nothing he could do. The pain, the real sharp shooting pain, rushed through his whole body and eroded every sensory nerve like caustic acid. WWOUUUWW!...AARRRRRRRRRR!...EERGHHHHHHHHHHH!...... Superman screamed in vain amidst the sweet laughter of Lex who just enjoyed the sight so much. When the first thug stopped, another thug approached him and unleashed a barrage of punches which completely blasted the superman's cock and balls away!

They didn't bother at all the consequences of torturing his manhood as they knew that it couldn't be damaged, but the more ferocious they hit, the greater pain Superman would suffer.

 

Superman was reeling in pain from this manhood bashing tortures, never before his super sex package being abused at such brutality. It was a free pounding right on his defenseless cock and
balls, the thugs could feel the initial solidness of his sexual bulge was eroding, the swelling caused extreme sensitivity and every strike triggered massive shots of agony shattering his weakening mind.

WWOUWWWWWWWWWWW!...AARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!...............

Superman's handsome face was twisted in petrified contortion, his eyes popped out, his teeth locked tight together as he clenched his jaws to endure the pain, but soemtimes he just opened his mouth wide to screech helplessly.

But no sympathy from Lex and hgis thugs. They took great fun crushing Superman's precious "properties" as they wanted to see him suffering, suffering and only suffering. Carina just closed her eyes, she couldn't stand watching how this handsome super stud thrashing his body trying to get free from this inhumane, diabolical treatment.

The thugs just continued to pulverise the manhood again and again with their bareknuckles until Lex asked them to stop. Once they unlocked Superman's arms and legs, he just collpased to the floor, coiling his shivering body, curling up his legs and grabbing his crotch which was burning hot in excruciating pain.

EEE...IIIIAAA...OOOOOUUUUUU....AARRRWWWWWWWWW............

Lex had a huge turned on looking at the maoning and groaning superhunk. He kicked Superman's spine savagely a few times and Superman just had to arched his body upwards and clutched the painful spot at his back with both of his arm. Lex saw his ripped 8-packed abs just jutting out, he then stomped squarely on his midsection exposing all the air from his gut. Then he followed a a double stomps right on his mauled manhood again.

With a guttural growling of pain, superman snapped back his head and his eyes just rolled back, unfortunately he would not faint, he could get close to unconsciousness only.

"Pull him up and remove his brief, it would be a great sight to see what beneath that spandex, hahaha.." Lex said. He still wore tha kryptonic-gloves. Superman's mind was in drifting in limbo, what he could sense was only pain. He was now fully naked, his manhood was in sorry
state, although they were still intact, but they were badly swollen now, the balls were as big as quail egg now, reddish and throbbing in pain. The cock just hung loosely there, flaccid but the swollen size was appaling as it was as big as giant banana. Lex knew what could shrink those swollen manhood, it was a very barbaric torture, but that was what Lex wanted to see and
enjoy. He smeared his kryptonic-glove with kryptonic oil, then he just fondled the mutilated sexual part of Superman.

ARRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Superman's entire hard body had a sudden jerk and yelled at the top of his lungs. The oil seeped into his rod and balls and within seconds, the swellings just ebbed away with a price - enormous pain which was mind-blowing! For the first time in his life, Superman shivered in pain and sweats perspirated from his forehead! The extent of the pain was really beyond imagination. Superman's entire torso strained again with every muscle of his body tightened up in intertwined cords. One of the thugs started to pound his mushy abs again, the multiple sources of agony again pushed Superman's consciousness to the limit.

He was totally spent.

Lex was getting closer to complete his vicious scheme. It was time for him to get rid of  Superman.

Once and for all.

 

"Keep pounding him into mushy jello, I will be back very soon." Lex said and he left. Superman was turned into their punching bag, real human punching bag. They surrounded the pliant and drained superhero, one of them lifted superman off the floor by strangling his neck, Superman tried to loosen the grip with his weakened arms, but the guy was too strong, he pummelled the exposed battered abs of Superman a few times, then he hurled him away to another guy who waited on the other side.

KAPOWWW! The guy smashed Superman's midsection with his ferocious knee which sank deep inside his gut. Superman huunched his solid body in pain, but another guy double-hammered the undulated muscular back to straighten up his body. So they just continued to thrash the helpless superman relentlessly, Superman tried to move away and he was actually moving
nearer to the cliff of the Krytponite Island.

Lex returned with a box. He was delighted to see the thugs bashing superman liked a dog. The totally naked superman was gang-pounded and yelled intermittently in pain. The well-defined musculature still shone under the bright krytponite light, the sweats lubricated the muscles
to glisten magnificently, even with bruises and welts all over his torso, it was still a overwhelming sight to enjoy.

"Stop the beating, hold him tight for me." Lex said. The totally non-retaliatory Superman hung halplessly under the grips of a few huge thugs. Lex stood in front of Superman and he opened the box slowly. The handsome face of superman was instantly masked by a shocking expression, the content of the box triggered limpiness to his knees and waves of chills freezing his heart. There were 4 sharp red kryptonite sticks and two rounded ends posts.

Lex looked at Superman and grinned viciously.