(ENG)2025：超人的墮落The Fallen of Superman video version

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"I am Superman, please attack my weakest point.

Superman is usually majestic and always exudes strong male hormones, making people think he is a man of steel. However, Superman also has weaknesses. Once a man's most vulnerable point is broken, no matter how lean his muscles are, it will be useless. Steel A macho man can only be manipulated by others. "

The sky was clear, golden sunlight filled the earth, and the city's high-rise buildings shone with steel in the sunlight. A red and blue figure cuts across the sky, calm and vigorous. This is the guardian of the world - Superman.

He looked down at the busy city street, a smile on his lips.

"Another day of peace...but I will never let my guard down."

However, in the shadows of the city, danger is quietly brewing. A figure lurked between the tall buildings, holding a bow and arrow glowing with green light. His eyes were as sharp as a falcon, firmly fixed on the target in the sky - Superman.

"Superman..." He murmured softly, with a strange smile on his lips. "They say you're invincible, but let's give it a try."

*The arrow left the string and flew straight into the sky. *

### *Fallen Hero*

Superman keenly felt the strange movement in the air, but it was too late. The green arrow pierced his chest with a biting chill.

"What is this...?" Superman exclaimed in a low voice, and then a sharp pain came from his chest. His body lost balance and fell helplessly from the air.

"Ah!" He fell to the ground and struggled to stand up, but the burning sensation in his chest made him weak.

"No..." He breathed heavily, cold sweat sliding down his cheeks. "Why did my power... disappear...?"

Shadows approached from behind him, and a man in a black cloak slowly walked out. He still held the green-lighting bow in his hand, his eyes cold and proud.

"Superman...is this the so-called invincible hero?" The bad guy bent down and looked at him coldly. "You are so disappointing right now."

Superman gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up: "This...! What did you put on the arrow!"

The bad guy laughed loudly, not hiding his contempt: "Oh? Look at how you look now. You can't even stand up, and you still want to fight me?"

He grabbed Superman's arm and forcibly dragged him away.

"Let me go!" Superman struggled and roared. "You will pay for this!"

"Price?" The bad guy turned around and showed a meaningful smile. "No, Superman, from now on, you belong to me."

Superman was hung coldly in the air by iron chains made of helium stone, his body was forcibly restrained, and his hands and feet were bound by heavy iron chains, unable to move. There was still a dull pain in his chest, and the green helium stone energy was deeply embedded in every inch of his muscles, and the burning sensation seemed to tear him apart. Despite this, he still tried to stay awake, constantly reminding himself: this will not end. He is Superman and he can never be defeated.

But the fact is that facing this enemy he has never seen before, his power seems to be powerless.

The villain stood in front of him, staring obsessively at the hero's sexy body and his seemingly large private parts. There was satisfaction and pleasure in his eyes, as if he had seen the moment when an impenetrable fortress was finally destroyed.

"Is this the so-called invincibility, Superman?" The villain sneered, his tone full of ridicule. "It seems like you are nothing more than that."

Superman gritted his teeth. Although his entire body was restrained, he still struggled to break free, wanting to stand up again and challenge this enemy that made him so powerless.

"I won't give up." Superman's voice was hoarse and firm.

After hearing this, the bad guy just smiled slightly, then looked away, walked to the console casually, and gently pressed the switch. The mechanical sound in the laboratory sounded, the green light of the iron chain hovered in the air like a ghost, and the energy of kryptonite began to intensify again. Superman felt his body being invaded by intense pain again, and his strength seemed to be draining away rapidly.

He struggled with all his strength, but the chain wouldn't budge. He gasped, staring angrily at the villain in front of him.

"What are these? Why...I can't break free at all?"

The bad guy looked at his predicament with pride, and his tone was full of contempt: "These are iron chains made of kryptonite, which can suppress your power. Moreover, I specially made them for you. These are indestructible, dear Superman. .

"Why do you do this?" Superman stared at him with pain and confusion in his tone. "What exactly do you want?"

The bad guy took a step closer, lowered his head, his eyes were deep and crazy: "What I want is to prove to the world that even Superman can fall. When they see the invincible hero kneeling at my feet, they will Understand who holds the real power."

"This...impossible!" Superman struggled hard, and the chain made a rattling sound, but it was still unbreakable. "I won't give in!"

The bad guy laughed, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke: "Submit? Don't worry, this doesn't require your consent."

He took Superman to another laboratory, tied him to the laboratory machinery, and pressed a switch in the laboratory. The huge machine made a low hum, and electricity began to pulse in the air.

The villain's voice suddenly became softer, with an unnerving familiarity. "However, you belong to me now. No matter how much you resist, you will never be able to escape."

Superman gritted his teeth, but he could still feel a trace of shame in the pain. He was once so powerful, no matter how much danger he faced, he could always stand up and protect countless lives. But now, he is easily controlled by this bad guy with no background and full of hatred. His body could no longer resist the pain, and the heroism in his heart began to waver.

The bad guy slowly walked towards Superman, lowered himself and gently wiped away the muddy sweat on his forehead, with a strange love in his eyes: "Stop struggling, dear Superman. I will let you feel a man who truly belongs to you." world. There will be no enemies in this world, only us.”

Superman closed his eyes tightly, and his inner struggle gradually emerged. He didn't want to give up, but he couldn't resist this sweeping force. He kept telling himself in his heart: None of this will become a reality, and he can still break through it all and find his freedom.

### *Controlled Hero*

Once upon a time, he was the fearless, naturally powerful hero whose power no enemy could withstand. But now, this power is quietly passing away. He cannot fly as freely as before, nor can he defeat the enemy with one blow as before. He could only feel helplessness, fear and despair like an ordinary person.

He lowered his head and looked at his hands. These hands, once used to protect countless lives, are now unable to break free. He thought of all the people on the earth and the countless moments when he saved them, but now, he felt extremely ashamed because he had become a completely controlled prisoner.

The bad guy stood in front of him, with a hint of smugness in his eyes, and walked over gently, standing behind Superman. He leaned down slightly and heard the whisper of the bad guy in his ear: "You are strong, Superman. You once made people in this world feel safe and made them believe that justice will always defeat evil."

Superman raised his head, with a hint of unyieldingness in his eyes and hoarse anger in his voice: "I won't give in! You can't control me!"

However, the bad guy chuckled, seemingly ignoring Superman's resistance at all. He reached out and stroked Superman's hair, and his tone became gentle, as if dealing with a disobedient child. "Oh, Superman, your resistance makes me feel that you still have some value. However, your resistance is in vain. You never know what real power is, do you?"

Superman trembled slightly, strong emotions surging like waves. He suppressed the anger that wanted to explode: "You are wrong. My strength comes from my faith and my justice! This will not be taken away by you!"

The bad guy smiled slightly after hearing this. There was no mercy in his eyes, only the shadow of calculation and victory. He walked slowly to the console and gently pressed a switch to strengthen the mechanism's hypnotic energy. The mechanical light flashed again, and this time, Superman could feel more pressure coming from him. Every time the electric current passed through, he felt that his body was being torn apart and twisted.

"Ah, no!" Superman's breathing became rapid, and he felt every inch of his body burning, as if the whole world was putting pressure on him. This was the first time he felt so helpless. His heart beat rapidly. He had told himself many times that no matter what happened, he would not give in. However, at this moment, this belief seems to be fragile.

When the villain saw Superman gradually calming down, his sense of victory became stronger and stronger. He whispered: "Superman, this is your last chance. Put down your resistance and obey me, and I will give you a more perfect future."

Superman closed his eyes, his inner struggle reaching its limit. He thought of the beliefs he once held and the light he once brought to the world, but now, it all seemed so far away. His heart was affected by an invisible force, and he felt that every bit of resistance he had had was being taken away, as if he was trapped in an endless nightmare.

"I..." Superman muttered to himself, his voice low and weak. "I... am Superman."

He suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of confusion and pain. The bad guy's words and the energy of Kryptonite seemed to have become a cage, and he felt helplessly that he was gradually being eroded.

"Yes, Superman." The villain responded softly, as if comforting an injured child. "Now, you are no longer yourself. You belong to me, your power belongs to me, and even your soul will belong to me."

Superman's chest rose and fell violently, and he tried to break away from it all, but no matter what, his body and consciousness gradually became blurred. He wanted to refuse, but words could no longer express any resistance. He lowered his head and said in a calm and ruthless tone: "I...belong to you, Master."

At this moment, Superman was no longer the powerful and invincible hero. There was only submission and helplessness in his eyes. The villain's smile becomes more and more crazy, and his sense of victory reaches a climax in the desolation of Superman's soul.

The bad guy leaned over, gently lifted Superman's chin, kissed him on the lips, and whispered: "This is the right thing to do. I will show you that when you become a part of me, you will have real power." .

Superman nodded silently, opened and closed his lips slightly to kiss him, his voice was low and hollow: "Yes, Master. I will obey all your orders."

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##twisted love and conspiracy**

After that, the villain had sex with Superman every day and slept with him. The bad guy is very obsessed with Superman's strong and plump body, especially the 20 cm big cock, which he eats with relish every time.

A few days later, the bad guy is sitting in a chair in the lab, with Superman standing behind him like a loyal guard. The villain's eyes softened, and his voice was low and affectionate: "Superman, I have been waiting for this day for too long. Not only do I want you to obey my orders, I want to... own you."

Superman lowered his head, his voice gentle but hollow: "Master, my life belongs to you."

"No," the villain stood up and held his hand tightly. "I love you, Superman. You're my everything. I finally got you."

"I... am also yours, Master."

The bad guy smiled, his smile full of morbid satisfaction: "Together we will create a world that belongs to us. But we need more people to join. Let's make Spider-Man, Batman... all superheroes ours Partners. They will become our family."

Superman nodded: "Yes, Master. I will help you, and we will conquer everyone."

The bad guy gently kissed Superman's forehead and whispered: "My dear, it's not enough for the two of us in this world. Our love should continue and create new life."

(He approaches Superman, his hand gently caressing his chest, his eyes crazy and affectionate.) Walking hand-to-hand with Superman, he walks to a new machine, which is his new perfect invention. If it can be combined with Superman's sperm, even without the help of the opposite sex, the genes can be combined to create a new human being. Especially with Superman's extraordinary strength, the resulting human being will definitely be a superhuman being.

"Imagine how perfect our children would be. They would inherit your strength and my wisdom...and the irreplaceable love between us."

(He leaned close to Superman's ear and whispered softly.) "Don't be afraid, I will let you feel the beauty of all this. You will understand that our love is infinite."

(The bad guy presses the machine switch, and a soft blue light begins to flash in the room, and the device activates, wrapping Superman.)

The bad guy walked to Superman and knelt down in front of him. He slowly took off Superman's tight pants with his hands. The suppressed cock popped out at once, and it was very hard. The bad guy put them into his mouth and sucked them. And make a mother sound. With the bad guy's ventriloquism, Superman has long been defeated in his heart and has put down the power of resistance, but he still feels the contradiction deep in his heart. Those former beliefs and his insistence on justice still surfaced from time to time, but whenever these thoughts appeared, he felt an invisible force pulling them back into the boundless abyss. That power is the bad guy, this man, this former enemy, now the master of his life, both body and mind.

"Ah! My dear! It's so delicious. Please cum for me!"

"Yes...Master, everything is as you wish."

"What...feels like? Why...my body feels...as if..." (He pauses, takes a deep breath, with a hint of reluctant pleasure in his tone.) "It seems...comfortable?" " (The villain's fingers slid down Superman's cheek, stopped on his chest, and played with his nipples, his tone full of temptation.) "Tell me, do you feel the beauty of it?"

Superman (closed his eyes, frowned, but his tone gradually became calmer): "It...it makes me feel so relaxed..."

Bad guy (with a big smile and a softer tone): "That's because you finally understand that resistance will only make you suffer. Accept it, my dear, this is your true destination." "Accept this feeling, accept me . Our future starts from this moment.”

(Superman gradually became immersed in the sex between the two, and his struggle stopped completely, replaced by an indescribable sense of comfort. His eyes began to blur, and an involuntary smile even appeared on the corner of his mouth.)

Superman (his tone softened, as if he was completely conquered by the feeling): "This...I want to! Cum out!" (He paused and suddenly shouted! Thick semen was ejaculated all over the machine and the bad guy's body. on the face."

The bad guy (smiling with satisfaction, gently stroking Superman's hair): "Look, honey, I told you that you would like it. This is just the beginning. When our child is born, you will feel the connection between us even more. "(He leaned close to Superman's ear and whispered.) "Now, tell me, do you enjoy this?"

Superman (voice full of contradictions, but unable to break free): "I..." (He gritted his teeth, as if resisting the feeling in his heart, but finally responded in a low voice.) "Yes... I... enjoy it... …”

The bad guy (smiling even brighter, with a crazy light in his eyes): "Very well, honey. I knew that everything I designed was tailor-made for you. You are mine and will always be mine. "

(The villain frees Superman from the device, but doesn't take his hands off him. He gently pulls Superman into his arms, running his hands along his back.)

Bad guy (whispering): "Now, my dear, our love has grown. Soon, our children will be our witnesses, and together we will conquer the world."

Superman (calm tone, completely under control): "Yes, Master... I will obey everything you say..."

(The villain smiled with satisfaction, pulled Superman closer, and gently kissed his forehead.)

"Superman, I really love you." The villain gently held Superman's hand, his eyes full of affection, but his tone had a hint of cold power. "From the moment you fell, I knew you were destined to be mine."

Superman was silent. He knew that he had had so much longing for love, but it all just made him feel empty now. His hand was held tightly by the bad guy, and he felt an irresistible force, but he couldn't break free. He was once so confident that no matter what difficulties he encountered, he could stand up and protect the people he loved. But now, he can't protect himself, let alone the innocent people who once trusted him. His existence seemed to be swallowed up by this so-called love, and he became no longer the hero, but just a controlled puppet.

"You love me, Superman," the villain continued, a hint of pride in his voice, "and you are destined to be mine, and there's no changing that."

The bad guy pulled Superman close, pulled him into his arms, and whispered: "You and I are one. From this moment on, all superheroes will be our tools. You, Superman, and us The child is my most powerful ally." He kissed Superman's forehead gently, his tone was extremely gentle, but behind that tenderness was an unspeakable cruelty. "We will rule this world together, find more superheroes, and let them become part of us."

Superman felt the villain's palm slide across his back. This touch was extremely unfamiliar to him, but it was also full of power that he could not refuse. He wanted to resist and refute, but he knew that he could no longer escape from this. His heart was filled with pain and shame, but more importantly, he was confused and hopeless about the future.

"Spider-Man, Captain...we will find them one by one." The bad guy smiled, his tone full of conspiracy. "They are all very suitable to join us and become part of our love and strength."

"Yes, Master, I will help you." Superman said softly, there was no resistance in his tone, only cold resignation. His voice was hoarse, but he no longer had the strength to refute from the bottom of his heart. "They will come to us too, and I will help you find them."

After hearing this, the bad guy smiled with satisfaction.

"I love you, Superman," the villain continued, this time with a hint of tender dependence in his voice. He gently slid his fingers across Superman's cheek and held him tighter, as if to fully integrate the once invincible hero into his life. "You are everything to me, and together we will control this world."

Superman didn't respond, there was only emptiness and hopelessness in his eyes. He no longer had the power to resist in his heart, only endless obedience and sinking. In the arms of the bad guy, he felt that he was completely swallowed up and became a puppet of this conspiracy and love.

"Superman, I know the resistance deep in your heart, but it doesn't matter." The villain leaned close to his ear and whispered, "You just need to learn to love me and learn to say what I want to hear, just like now."

Superman turned his face away, but the villain's hand clasped his chin tightly, forcing him to look at him. "Look at me, my dear." The villain said firmly, with irresistible authority. His thumb gently traced Superman's lips, and his tone was a little softer, "Tell me you love me."

Superman gritted his teeth and struggled in his heart, trying to suppress the command that was being manipulated in his heart. However, the invisible force became stronger and stronger, forcing him to speak.

"I..." Superman struggled to say a few words, his eyes full of pain, "I love you."

A satisfied smile appeared on the villain's lips, but he was obviously not satisfied yet. He leaned closer, one hand touching Superman's shoulder, and the other hand gently caressing his neck, seeming to challenge the remaining dignity in his heart. "Say it again, my dear, in a more affectionate tone."

Superman felt that his body was out of control, and the words came out of his mouth again: "I love you...Master."

When the villain heard this, he smiled even brighter. He pulled Superman into his arms and hugged him tightly, as if he was holding his most precious treasure. "What beautiful words." He whispered softly into Superman's ear, "You finally understand that I am everything to you."

He let go of Superman slightly, but then lifted his chin with his fingers, forcing him to look directly at him again. "Tell me, my dear, will you stay with me forever? No matter what happens, we will be together, right?"

The struggle in Superman's heart became more and more intense, but the power of control restrained him like a chain. He spoke again, with a hint of hoarseness in his voice: "Yes... we will be together forever."

The villain nodded with satisfaction. He gently stroked Superman's cheek, then brought his lips close to his forehead and placed a soft kiss. "Very well, honey. Now, you need to learn more love languages."

He leaned close to Superman's ear and whispered: "Tell me, I am your world, your only one. In the sweetest tone."

Superman tried his best to resist, but his body was forced to speak again: "You are my world...my only one..."

After hearing this, the bad guy showed a proud smile. He patted Superman's face gently, as if rewarding an obedient child. "That's right, dear. You said it very well, very well."

Then, the bad guy stood up and slowly walked to the side of the laboratory. He took a crystal ring off a shelf and walked back to Superman. He knelt down and held the ring high. The smile on his face seemed to be full of love, but deep in his eyes was a chilling madness.

"Put it on, dear, it's a symbol of our connection." The villain took Superman's hand, slowly put the ring on his finger, and then stood up with satisfaction. "From now on, we are not just allies, not just partners, we are a destined couple."

The villain then reached out and gently touched Superman's chest, his tone becoming softer. "I've waited so long and finally got you. I love you, Superman, not just because of your power, but because you are such a unique being."

Superman felt his body being hugged tightly by the villain, feeling the strength of his arms. He couldn't break free and could only let the bad guy's hands slide across his back and even stop at his waist. There was still some residual resistance in his heart, but he knew that this resistance would eventually disappear with the passage of time.

The bad guy chuckled, his tone full of gentle and crazy emotions: "From now on, we are going to find other superheroes together. We will build our home and our country."

He approached Superman again, kissed his cheek, and then whispered, "Honey, I know you're going to help me, right?"

Superman felt the invisible force take control of his voice again. He whispered back, "Yes, I will help you...Master."

The villain's smile widened, he stood up and took Superman's hand. "Very well, let's get started. Our love conquers all, my dear, and no one can stop us."

Superman felt that his body was out of control, and the words came out of his mouth again: "I love you...Master."

When the villain heard this, he smiled even brighter. He pulled Superman into his arms and hugged him tightly, as if he was holding his most precious treasure. "What beautiful words." He whispered softly into Superman's ear, "You finally understand that I am everything to you."

He let go of Superman slightly, but then lifted his chin with his fingers, forcing him to look directly at him again. "Tell me, my dear, will you stay with me forever? No matter what happens, we will be together, right?"

The struggle in Superman's heart became more and more intense, but the power of control restrained him like a chain. He spoke again, with a hint of hoarseness in his voice: "Yes... we will be together forever."

The villain nodded with satisfaction. He gently stroked Superman's cheek, then brought his lips close to his forehead and placed a soft kiss. "Very well, honey. Now, you need to learn more love languages."

He leaned close to Superman's ear and whispered: "Tell me, I am your world, your only one. In the sweetest tone."

Superman tried to resist, but his body was forced to speak again: "You are my world...my only one..."

After hearing this, the bad guy showed a proud smile. He patted Superman's face gently, as if rewarding an obedient child. "That's right, dear. You said it very well, very well."

Then, the bad guy stood up and slowly walked to the side of the laboratory. He took a crystal ring off a shelf and walked back to Superman. He knelt down and held the ring high. The smile on his face seemed to be full of love, but deep in his eyes was a chilling madness.

"Put it on, dear, it's a symbol of our connection." The villain took Superman's hand, slowly put the ring on his finger, and then stood up with satisfaction. "From now on, we are not just allies, not just partners, we are a destined couple."

The villain then reached out and gently touched Superman's chest, his tone becoming softer. "I've waited so long and finally got you. I love you, Superman, not just because of your power, but because you are such a unique being."

Superman felt his body being hugged tightly by the villain, feeling the strength of his arms. He couldn't break free and could only let the bad guy's hands slide across his back and even stop at his waist. There was still some residual resistance in his heart, but he knew that this resistance would eventually disappear with the passage of time.

The bad guy chuckled, his tone full of gentle and crazy emotions: "From now on, we are going to find other superheroes together. We will build our home and our country."

Extra chapter:

Here's a clip from the story where the bad guy asks Superman to change his title and add some emotion to the conversation:

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In the spacious living room, the villain and Superman were sitting on the sofa. The villain was holding the child they had raised in his hands. The atmosphere was warm and intimate.

*Bad guy* (soft tone, with a hint of coquettishness):

"My dear, now that we are the closest partners, shouldn't some things change?"

*Superman* (raises eyebrows, tone confused):

"What happened?"

*Bad Guy* (Gently handing the glass to Superman, with a joking and serious tone):

"As a title, you always call me 'Master'. Although it sounds pleasant, it should be more intimate now."

*Superman* (slightly frowning, with a hint of uneasiness in his tone):

"Then what do you want me to call you?"

*Bad guy* (with a smile on his face and a bit of pride in his tone):

"How about calling me 'husband'? Or 'lover', I can accept it!"

(He approaches Superman and looks at him half-jokingly.)

"Come on, try calling me once."

*Superman* (lowering his head, with some hesitation on his face and a bit of resistance in his tone):

"Husband? Such a title... seems a bit... strange."

*Bad Guy* (pretending to be dissatisfied, patted Superman on the shoulder gently):

"What's weird! This is an acknowledgment of our feelings and your response to my love!"

(His tone becomes softer and he looks at Superman lovingly.)

"You know, when I hear you call me 'husband', I feel that you really accept me and there is no longer any resistance."

*Superman* (Silent for a while, finally took a deep breath and looked at the bad guy):

"Okay...husband."

(Although his voice was a little stiff, there was a hint of softness.)

*Bad Guy* (eyes shining with joy, excitedly holding Superman's hand):

"Call me again! I love hearing you call me that!"

*Superman* (laughing helplessly, with a slightly more relaxed tone):

"husband."

*Bad Guy* (satisfied, gently pulls Superman into his arms and whispers):

"That's right, it sounds so beautiful. I love you, my dear, and from now on, we are true partners."

(The bad guy gently kissed Superman on his forehead, and the two looked at each other and smiled. The atmosphere was sweet and harmonious.)