Prey of the Super Villains Mega Bundle: Rough Interracial MMF Menage BDSM

by Claudia Balvenie

  And when finally her skirt was around her hips, she had no doubt he could see her dripping panties. She felt him pause, admiring the view. Then he hooked his fingers underneath, pulling them down to her knees. She was bare to his perusal.

  She felt a moan escape her own lips then. She had enough of the foreplay. It was time to suck McKenzie's cock.

  He was not expecting it. She guided the thick head to her lips, pushing it inside. He was so large as to make it somewhat difficult, but she was experienced. She maneuvered that thick meat into her mouth as deep as she could, without forcing it down her throat.

  She could feel probing between her legs, as Smith explored her slit. She felt what was far too large to be a finger trail from her clit all the way to her ass, and back down again. Then she felt an insistent push, as he tried to make his way inside.

  She'd moved her hand, freed from working McKenzie's dick to caress his balls. She rolled them around in her fingers in much the same way she had caressed them with her mouth.

  A sudden thrust pulled her out of foreplay mode, as Smith forced himself inside. She felt a scream rip from her lips, but McKenzie was right there to capitalize upon it. He shoved himself, his full length, deep down her throat. Smith had buried his whole, massive dick, deep inside her slit.

  She found herself completely full, both ends filled to the brim with thick, juicy cock. But they were not the kind of men to pause with just that.

  Smith found his rhythm first, yanking his thick rod out of her before slamming it back home. He could not be accused of being gentle. No, he seemed to be taking out some sort of aggression against her small, Asian pussy. Over and over he slammed himself against her, his moist balls smashing against her clit.

  McKenzie didn't have to do much once Smith led the charge. The force of his thrusts pushed her forward, deeper onto Smith's waiting dick. McKenzie just held onto the bars and let Smith do all the work. She held herself up with both hands on the ground while she was assaulted from both ends.

  McKenzie, fueled by the rage of Scotch and lust, lost himself first. She could feel him trembling, struggling to stand still, while Smith kept his forceful plunging up. He was so thick that he'd filled her mouth up so much that when he came, she could feel her cheeks puff out to contain it all. Those thick, huge balls contained huge amounts of his juices, and he fully intended to empty them all deep inside her throat. He'd reached his hand between the bars to thread through her hair, to keep her from moving while he pumped his tremendous load of seed deep inside her mouth.

  Watching McKenzie blow her cheeks out was too much for Smith. He was savagely fucking her until that point, but the rhythm was lost. The final thrusts were so hard, so deep, it was all she could do to keep herself upright. He spasmed and released, shooting wad after wad of his sticky seed deep inside her unprotected womb.

  At that moment, both men were still inside her, recovering. She let go of her power, the only one she was born with. It sunk into their bodies, tendrils of her ability reaching deeply into their souls. When she yanked it back into her own it took their energy, their strength, their essence. Neither of them were gifted, so she did not feel that rush that she normally would. Still, being caged and double penetrated was hot enough on it's own. As both men collapsed as one, she chuckled softly and rose to her feet. Her eyes were all for the Mastermind. She wiped away a bit of extra juice from her lips.

  She asked him, chuckling, “I trust you are satisfied?”

  CHAPTER 4

  Behind the desk, the mastermind rubbed his chin. He took another sip of wine before standing.

  “Satisfied?” He chuckled, standing. He made his way to her cage, stepping over one of the unconscious guards without a glance. “No. Intrigued?”

  His eyes began to glow, a dark power there that she could not imagine. “Oh I am most defiantly intrigued.”

  She grinned, running her hand suggestively down the bar of the cage. “Why don't you let me out of this, and we can discuss exactly how intriguing I am?”

  He laughed again. Leah wondered if this man was the sort who just enjoyed voyeurism. Perhaps he wanted to see a woman taken by other men, and then have them. Perhaps her lust power had worked just fine. She watched him as he very deliberately removed his suit coat, laying it carefully over the desk.

  She said nothing as he unhooked his watch, slipping it over his hand. His tie he removed slowly, folding it. His shoes he unlaced, carefully placing them side by side. His socks, his shirt, his pants. Each he took the utmost care in removing, while his eyes never left hers.

  Finally he was before her, looking every bit as dominant and in control in merely his boxer briefs as he did fully clothed. Her eyes roamed over his body, thin but packed with muscles. He was also pressing hard against his underwear, long enough already that he was nearly poking out the top.

  He followed her gaze. “Oh, my pet, I do not deny that I am enjoying your predicament. You are trapped, helpless to my every whim. You fucked both of those random men, just because I asked you to. You are completely under my control.

  “But I am no fool,” He continued, slowly pacing in front of her cage, standing just far enough away that she could not reach him. “I know what you can do.”

  His lips curled into the cruelest, most savage smile she had ever seen. “And I have no intention of falling to your spell.”

  “Then why get undressed?” She asked, genuinely curious. She was disappointed. He was exactly the type of alpha male that she wanted, one who could hold her completely under his control. Or so he thought, at least.

  He turned his back to her, hooking a thumb under either side of the waistband. He slowly pulled the underwear down, his back nude to her for the first time. His butt was impressive. He clearly wanted her to notice, and so she did.

  But a gasp of shock escaped her throat as he turned back around. There, before her, was the largest human cock she'd ever seen. It was huge, as big as her forearm and even large for his body. It lay against him, easily taller than his bellybutton. It was a monster.

  He smirked at her, leaning back against his desk. He slowly wrapped one of his hands around the base and let it run upwards, all the way to the head, then back down again. His eyes never left hers.

  “Oh yes, my pet. I would love to rip you open with this. I would love to drive the screams from that cute little mouth of yours.” Another slow stroke. “No other man would ever compare.”

  His eyes narrowed. “But I am on to your little secret, my pet.”

  She raised an eyebrow of her own. “Are you now?”

  One side of his mouth curled in a smirk. “Indeed.” Again he let his wrapped fist move up and down his length. “Shall I explain?”

  Leah wet her lips. She could see a single drop of pre-cum glistening at the head of that monstrosity. She wanted him, badly. She was not accustomed to being denied. His smugness, his self assuredness, the way he flaunted his body from her in a way she couldn't touch... all of it was driving her wild.

  “Please.”

  He grinned, widening his legs a bit. She could see those massive, perfectly shaven balls come fully into view. She tore her eyes away, and back to his own.

  “It's simple. You wish us to think that you can only take a person's power if they climax inside you. That the only way for you to take their essence is to take their seed. That's the story you've woven around yourself.

  “But we both know the truth,” He continued. “You need only to touch skin. The sex? Well that's just to satisfy your depraved lusts.”

  A smirk touched her own lips. “Oh brilliant. Tell me, is your ability the power of deduction?”

  He shook his head, taking her question seriously. The hand that was working his shaft began to speed up every so slightly. “No, did you not know? I am a creator.”

  It took all of her willpower not to roll her eyes. “Oh sure, you think you are a god...”

  He hesitated then, puzzled. He shook his head. “Not exactly.” While one hand kept building
a steady rhythm, he held out the other. In a flick of a wrist, he had created a huge diamond necklace. He looked it over for a long moment before glancing to her own neck, as if imagining what it would look like upon her thin form. He shook his head and chuckled softly, tossing it to the floor.

  Her eyes widened. He literally meant he could create matter... out of thin air?

  “Trinkets only or...?” She asked.

  “Oh, no, my pet. This whole institution, every office, every cell. All of it was created by my power.” He leaned forward, lowering his voice. “And you have seen very little of it.”

  She had a sharp intake of breath. With a power like that, she could truly be unstoppable. She could eliminate every evil doer on the planet. Hell, she could become a super hero in truth, creating her own lair. Or, perhaps, a super villain. Would she be lured into the darkness in truth? Had she already?

  She heard the sound of metal screeching as the bars of the cage began to pull themselves out of the ground. He was letting her go free? Was he insane? She need only rush him, touch his skin, and she would have it. It was everything she could ever want. And once she had his power, well, she was sure she could convince him to fuck her just the same. His power and his cock would both be hers.

  When the bars had risen to waist height, she suddenly ducked under them racing towards him. It was only a few steps but he was far quicker than she. Four of the metal rods snaked after her, wrapping her arms and legs in their vice-like grips, keeping her tantalizingly close to his body. They yanked her arms above her head, and pulled her legs out as far as they would go.

  He never broke her gaze as the four metal tentacles wrapped around her appendages. He simply kept stroking his monstrous dick and picked up the glass of wine, taking another long sip.

  He laughed again at her predicament. He shook his head. “You didn't think I'd truly let you touch me, did you?”

  “I had to try.”

  “Of course. I must say, I very much enjoy seeing you all bound like this. So helpless. So completely under my control.” He threw his head back and moaned deeply.

  Two more metal tentacles were formed, each worming their way into her clothing. One went in from her cleavage, ripping outward and shattering it and her bra in two. A second wormed its way under her skirt and underwear, ripping outward, leaving it in tatters.

  “Oh yes,” he chuckled, his eyes feasting upon her breasts and dripping slit. “I could just explode right over you, right now.”

  He licked his lips. “But I think I have a better plan. One that will make both of us very happy.”

  Before her eyes, a thin, plastic like film began to cover his nude form. From his neck down, every inch of his skin was covered and encased in that strange, plastic like substance. He glistened under it. She felt her breath catch. It was brilliant.

  “Full body condom. Do you like it, my pet? It will allow me to do whatever I want to you...” The metal tentacles at her ankles wormed their way upwards, wrapping around her thighs with their tight grip. They pulled her forward, until she was positioned over that monstrous cock.

  “I do hope you like it rough...” He grinned, and the tentacles yanked her whole body downward.

  A scream ripped from her lips. It was the biggest one she'd ever felt inside her. It was unnaturally huge and it pulled her body to the very brink. She knew she was elastic, but this was testing it. He had easily invaded her womb with that massive, probing head.

  He moaned in pleasure. He had not tried to get her ready, he had just shoved that huge rod as deep as it would go. She felt his massive balls, a latexish softness, pressing against her rear.

  “Oh yes, scream for me my pet...” He said, once more picking up his wine.

  He let his tentacles do all the work. He simply leaned back against the desk enjoying the show. From time to time he would take another sip of his wine, all the while enjoying tearing her in two and listening to her screams.

  But they were not screams of pain. She'd never felt anything like this. It was like he was truly invading her, using her body in the way it was meant to be used. And it was so alien. She couldn't even feel an inch of skin. Even when he reached out a hand to squeeze her breast roughly, it too was latex and strange.

  She knew she should hold back, she shouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing her pleasure. But it was too much, far too much. Her body contracted even tighter than she though imaginable. Then she released, her own juices escaping in a rush. She coated his condomed body, and again, unable to stop the excitement from rushing out of her.

  His evil laughter echoed through the room. He knew exactly what he'd done, how he'd excited her, how he'd pushed her over the edge. But he was not done. The tentacles kept going furiously, using her as a human fuck toy, pulling her up and down of their own accord. They kept going more and more rapidly until all of a sudden, she was yanked off of him and shoved to her knees.

  Before her eyes the condom peeled back, opening up the head of his dick. It exploded right in front of her face, erupting in a massive explosion that covered every inch of her countenance. A second and third wave of his juices erupted, pouring over her body, dripping down from her face.

  Finally spent, she felt the metallic tentacles pull her away from him. He pulled a towel from thin air and began to wipe himself down.

  “Alright then, my pet. You have the job.”

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; “Ah, apologies my dear. I'm rather large, you see.” He pulled it out a bit, and thrust it in again, more of it pushing her apart. “And I've never taken a virgin before.” Again, he pulled out, again, the hard thrust, and more of her was split open.

  “Seems rather cruel, really,” he began, as he gripped one of her breasts savagely. “Had you not wanted this so badly, I would never have taken you.” Once again, the thrust, this one even deeper than she could imagine. She cried out in pain, and he let his free hand slowly move to her swollen clit.