#1st STORY: [dominantanddeadlyfemales] Queen Daniella *Superman Defeated*

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Queen Daniella
by dominantanddeadlyfemales


Flying just a few feet above the desert floor at Mach 2, Daniella was able to avoid the radar of the army base she was rapidly approaching.  The first anyone knew of her arrival was the thunderous boom as she smashed the sound barrier followed a few seconds later by the destruction of the gate house as the unstoppable super woman simply flew through it.  The small brick structure offered no resistance to her immeasurably firmer body and the speed of the impact simply reduced the structure to a pile of rubble, obliterating the two guards inside before they were even aware of what was happening.  There were dozens of soldiers in the main compound and they all turned in the direction of the gatehouse at the sound of its demolition, watching in amazement as the tall blonde woman stepped out of the dust.  Before anyone could react Daniella had covered the fifty feet that lay between her and the nearest group of soldiers.  She stood before them, her hands on her lushly curved hips and smiled as they took in the sight of her large, curvaceous body, sheathed in a black skintight catsuit and thigh length boots.  "Ready to die?" she asked the five men.  Before any of them could answer she thrust her arm out, smashing her palm into the chest of the nearest soldier, lifting him off the ground and propelling him backwards at incredible speeds.  In the blink of an eye the man's body travelled over 60 feet only stopping when it came into contact with the concrete wall of the main base and exploded into a gory pulp.  Before his body had even impacted the wall Daniella's left arm swung round, backhanding another soldier with such force that his skull imploded from the impact, and his headless corpse dropped soundlessly into the sand.  A kick to the groin send a third soldier to his death, his body propelled hundreds of feet in the air, and the final two men before her died as she grabbed their throats, one in each hand, and snapped their necks with the merest flick of her wrists.  The five men had died so quickly that none of the soldiers who witnessed it could say with any certainty what had happened.  One moment they were standing in front of the mysterious woman and the next three of them lay dead at her feet, one was little more than a stain on the base wall and the other had simply vanished from the compound.

With a cruel smile on her face Daniella began walking towards a group of three soldiers standing next to a jeep.  They were to stunned to act, to overwhelmed by the sight of her ultra-feminine curves squeezed into the skintight lycra outfit to do anything but stare in awe as she approached them.  As she neared the men she spun round delivering a perfect spin kick to the chest of the nearest soldier, sending him crashing through the windscreen of the jeep, his body all but obliterated by the force of the blow.  She reached out and grabbed another soldier by the throat, lifting him into the air as though he were weightless.  Having seen one of his friends kicked through a jeeps windscreen and watching another being choked to death brought the third soldier to his senses.  "Put him down now", he shouted drawing his pistol.
"Or what?"  Daniella asked, turning to look at him with a bored look on her face.  Sensing his reluctance to shoot an unarmed woman, no matter how powerful she appeared to be Daniella tightened her grip on her victim's throat, crushing his spine and dropped the corpse at her feet.  Watching her casually kill his friend filled the soldier with the necessary anger to pull the trigger.  He fired seven rounds into the woman at almost point blank range, before he realized the bullets were simply bouncing off of her body, as though she were made of steel.  "My god", he gasped, "h...how is that possible?"
Daniella just smiled in response.  "Your pathetic weapons are powerless against me", she laughed, pulling the gun from his hand, and crushing it to scrap with one hand.  "As are your frail bodies".  Saying that Daniella grabbed him, one hand on his throat the other between his legs and lifted him above her head.  She turned to face the rest of the troops before pulling the man in half, tearing his legs from his torso as if he were made of nothing more substantial than tissue paper, before tossing the two halves of the man aside.  At that point an order to fire was given and she was hit by a hail of bullets.  Although many of the rounds were fired from assault rifles, they proved to be no more effectual than the pistol rounds had been.  She stood there for a few moments, letting the soldiers see just how ineffective their weapons were, as hundreds of bullets simply bounced of her invulnerable body.  Having proved how useless their rifle fire was against her she reached down and grabbed the bottom of the jeep, lifting the two ton machine into the air as though it were a toy.  She gave a cruel smile before tossing it towards a large group of soldiers.  The jeep flew through the air to quickly for any of the men to avoid it and it came crashing down in their midst, killing dozens of them instantly.  Thirty feet to her left three men had set up a .50 calibre heavy machine gun and were firing at her, hoping that the large caliber shells would prove more effective against her seemingly invulnerable body.  Daniella's specially designed catsuit was made of a unique material combing nylon, lycra and kevlar and was incredibly strong.  However it wasn't nearly as indestructible as her perfect body and while the massive rounds bounced harmlessly off her, they were beginning to take a toll on her outfit.  She gave a low growl of annoyance as she watched several holes appear in the material and then leapt into the air, a single flex of her huge, powerful thighs allowing her to cover the thirty feet in a single bound.  Landing in front of the startled troops she grabbed the barrel of the massive machine gun with one hand, seemingly oblivious to the fact that it was red hot and ripped it from its mounting.  Before any of the men could react she swung the gun in a wide arc, sending it crashing through all three of them, their bodies bursting open from the impact of her single swing.  She was about to turn on another group of men when her super hearing picked up the roar of three approaching jet fighters.  The remaining troops watched in amazement as she suddenly halted her slaughter and flew straight up into the air and away from the base.  It was several seconds before their human hearing picked up the sound of the approaching jets and they realized where she had gone.

Daniella gave a cruel laugh as she launched herself into the air towards the approaching jets.  They had only sent three of their pathetic toys, where was the challenge in that.  She positioned herself in front of the lead plane hovering in midair with her hands on her hips.  "Holy shit", the pilot gasped into his radio, "it's a woman, and she's just hovering in mid air".  Before he could comment any further Daniella pursed her full lips and began to blow a stream of super cooled air towards him.  Caught in the icy blast of her super breath the plane immediately began to freeze, a film of ice coating the metal. "Shit", the pilot shouted "I'm caught in some sort of freezing turbulence, everything's shutting down". Warning lights flashed all over the cockpit as the fighter was subjected to temperatures of minus 100 degrees.  The engines froze solid and the pilot could only watch in disbelief as ice began to form over the cockpit.  Deciding to give the pilot a closer look at the object of his demise Daniella flew towards the plane until she was straddling the cockpit. "Oh my God", the pilot whispered as his view was obscured by the biggest, sexiest ass and thighs he had ever seen.  The evil superwoman flexed her thighs around the plexiglass, reveling in her power as the frozen super tough class flexed and shattered from the immense pressure she was generating.  Using her flight powers to keep herself hovering above the stunned pilot, she drew back her arm and effortlessly punched though his helmet and skull in a shower of blood.  Leaving the dead pilot and the plane to crash into the desert below she flew towards the second plane, flying straight past it but punching downwards as she passed, ripping the wing off with a single blow.  The last remaining fighter had passed her and she turned and began to follow it, easily catching up with it.  Seeing the lethal superwoman behind him the pilot attempted every evasive maneuver he knew, but the F18 couldn't hope to match Daniella's speed or maneuverability.  No matter what he tried Daniella was right behind him.  Growing tired of the game Daniella caught up with the jet and took hold of the rear fin.  It was now woman against machine and it was a fight the jet could never hope to win.  Aiming for the base below Daniella began to push the plane towards it, easily overpowering its massive jet engines with her own extraordinary abilities.  Five hundred metres above the base she released her grip and watched impassively as the 15 ton warplane with all its munitions smashed into the base far faster than it had ever been designed to fly.  The resulting explosion obliterated most of the base, sending hundreds of soldiers to their deaths in an instant. 

The pilot of the second plane had ejected and was floating safely to earth, but Daniella hadn't finished with him yet. She gracefully flew over to him hovering in front of him with a cruel smile on her face.  "Looks like your pathetic little war toys are no match for me, an unarmed woman", she smirked.  The pilot didn't answer, he reached for the pistol holstered to his thigh and opened fire at point blank range.  "Did you really think that would work?" she asked as his pistol clicked empty, every bullet having simply bounced off her incredible body.  Before he could respond she wrapped her body around him feeling the pilot involuntary harden against her groin as she held him against her, her sexy thighs around his waist, her powerful arms around his chest,  her impossibly firm breasts pressing sensually against his face.  She slowly rubbed herself against him as they floated slowly to earth, until she felt his body stiffen as he came uncontrollably from her touch.  "Time to die now weakling", she whispered tightening her grip, reveling in the feeling of his far inferior body collapsing against her own.  By the time they hit the ground the pilot's torso had been reduced to little more than a bag of pulp and she let him fall to the sand before turning towards the blazing inferno that had been the army base fifty feet away. 

With a single bound she covered the distance, landing amidst the charred corpses of soldiers and the debris from the structure.  She knew that for all the damage the main structure of the base was buried deep below the desert and would probably be intact.  She walked into the middle of the burning base, seemingly oblivious to the heat and the flames that licked around her.  Bending down she smashed her fist into the reinforced concrete foundation, smashing it apart as if it were polystyrene.  Two more punches and she had created a hole large enough for her drop through, into the underground structure.  Lights were flickering and alarms were sounding throughout the facility, the backup generators buried deeply under the earth keeping the base operational.  She had dropped into a deserted corridor but she could hear the shouts of soldiers running around nearby, trying to figure out what had happened.  She strolled down the corridor and had just reached the end when two soldiers came running round the corner.  The first soldier died before he was even aware of her presence, a single punch obliterating his skull.  Before his body had even fallen to the ground she grabbed the second soldier by the throat, lifting him into the air with one hand as though he were weightless.  "Where is the kryptonite kept?" she asked the man dangling from her grip. 
"Fuck you bitch", he croaked through his restricted airway, "I'm telling you nothing".
Daniella lowered her arm until the soldier was looking straight into her incredible green eyes.  She took a deep breath causing her massive, perfect breasts to push erotically against the skintight lycra of her suit and slowly licked her lips watching as his resistance crumbled before her overwhelming eroticism.  "Where is the kryptonite?"
Her voice was like honey being poured directly into the man's brain.  He couldn't believe just how beautiful this woman was, she was the most desirable creature he had ever seen, or imagined.  He was lost in the deep green sea of her eyes, she was perfect and he could deny her nothing.  He wasn't even aware he was talking as he told her that the vault was directly below them, just at the bottom of the staircase to their right.  Daniella tightened her grip on the man's throat, crushing everything in the path of her fingers to dust so that the only thing keeping his head attached to his body was the skin of his neck and dropped his lifeless body to the ground without a word.  She headed down the stairs into another long concrete corridor.  At the far end she could see the massive steel doors of the vault and two guards that were meant to be the last line of defense against its assault.  Suddenly aware of her presence forty feet away both guards raised their weapons, but by the time they had them into a firing position Daniella had already covered the length of the corridor in a blur of motion.  Before they could fire her hands were around their throats and with a quick flick of her wrists their necks snapped like dry twigs.  She tossed their bodies aside and began to push her fingers into the millimeter thin gap between the vault doors.  The thick steel which had been designed to withstand a direct missile blast began to bend inwards allowing her to gain a better grip of the thick steel.  With a secure hold she began to pull the doors aside, tons of reinforced metal bending as if it were putty before her unimaginable strength.  She gave a satisfied grin as she stepped through the gap she had made into the massive vault, which was filled with kryptonium rocks of all sizes, from small pebble like fragments to massive boulders weighing several tons each.  Any kryptonite found on earth had to be handed over to the authorities to ensure that it couldn't be used against earth greatest protector, and this was where it all went, hence the small army garrisoned here to protect it.  It was thought that the only person on earth able to break in would be the one person who's weakness to kryptonite would prevent him.  But then no-one had expected they would come under attack by a superwoman every bit as powerful as The Man of Steel, but without his weakness to kryptonite.  Danielle would have loved to amuse herself further by destroying every last one of the puny weaklings still alive, but she knew that Superman would have been informed of the attack and she wasn't ready to face him just yet.  She selected a massive rock, the size of a small SUV and pressed her fingers into it, creating a grip like a bowling ball before blasting skywards powering through the vaults roof and everything else between her and the sky.  There was a loud boom as her body broke the sound barrier and within seconds she was hundreds of miles away from the death and destruction she had so casually unleashed, holding her prize. 

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Queen Daniella – Destruction of Superman

Although he was several miles away Superman could clearly see the devastation that the mysterious woman had caused.  The main street was littered with destroyed vehicles and dead bodies.  There was a massive amount of damage to several of the buildings, and there was rubble everywhere.  It was inconceivable that one woman could have caused so much carnage in such a short space of time.  He had heard reports of the destruction of the kryptonite holding facility, but hard facts were thin on the ground.  The only thing that was clear was that the facility had been attacked by some sort of superwoman, who appeared to have made off with a large rock of kryptonite.  He had to assume the beautiful Amazonian blond currently standing in the centre of this slaughter was the same woman.  His supervision couldn't pick up on any signs of kryptonite but he would have to proceed with caution.  He could hear the cries of the wounded civilians and police officers and knew that he couldn't wait any longer to get involved, the woman seemed to be killing indiscriminately and the security forces were clearly powerless against her.

Officer Dwayne Williams gave a loud groan as he regained consciousness.  The last thing he remembered was turning into the street when the woman had suddenly appeared in front of his car.  They must have been doing about 40 when the car hit her but instead of knocking her down, the car had come to an abrupt halt, the front end of the car bending around her legs as if it were made of tinfoil.  The sudden collision had sent his partner crashing through the windscreen and Dwayne had been knocked out cold by the impact.  He could feel blood all over his face and he knew that his nose had broken, but apart from that he was relatively unharmed, which seemed miraculous as he looked out at the front of the car which had been deformed beyond all recognition.  He had no idea how long he'd been out for, but the once quiet street looked like a warzone.  He could see a bus lying on its side, and several cars on their roofs.  There were bodies strewn about the street, some of them looking as if they had literally been torn limb from limb and he could hear screams and shouts all around him.  He opened the car door and crawled out, his legs to unsteady to support him, and when he looked up she was there.  All he could see from his hands and knees were the black leather boots, stretched tightly around her powerful calves.  His eyes continued upwards to a pair of imposing, black nylon clad thighs.  Each thigh looked thicker than his waist and capable of immense power.  His gaze continued upwards to her own waist which was incredibly slender and then to the biggest, firmest tits he had ever imagined.  Her torso was clad in skin tight black lycra and despite his pain and fear, he felt himself becoming aroused by the sight of her.  Her face was beautiful.  Pale unblemished skin, full red lips and piercing green eyes, all framed by a mane of long blonde hair that hung down past her shoulders.  Without a word she reached down and grabbed his throat in her left hand, her long red nails digging painfully into his soft flesh as she lifted him into the air as though he were weightless.  He grabbed at her wrist with both hands, his feet kicking uselessly as he gasped for air.

"Put him down now!"
Daniella turned towards the voice, a cruel sneer on her face.  "Finally", she thought, "now the real fun can begin".  Superman stood ten feet away from her, hands on his hips, every muscle in his body tensed and ready for action.  Twenty feet behind him another SWAT van pulled up behind a hastily erected barricade the police had fallen back to as Danielle had slaughtered them with impunity.
"As you wish" Daniella replied, closing her hand around the poor cops neck, her fingers simply crushing everything in their path to dust.  She opened her hand and let the cops lifeless body drop to the ground.
"You bitch", Superman roared, firing a blast of heat vision at her.  He could only watch in horror as she moved to the side to quick even for his eyes to track and the heat vision tore through a car behind her causing it to explode.  He couldn't believe her speed, but he clearly couldn't risk using his heat vision with so many innocent bystanders around.  He launched himself at her, covering the ten feet in the blink of an eye and throwing a punch strong enough to shatter a rock.  Superman's movements had been too quick for anyone watching to track but it still wasn't quick enough.  The gorgeous amazon caught his fist, stopping it inches from her face and fired a punch of her own.  Superman cried out in pain as the woman's deceptively dainty hand smashed into his face with unimaginable power.  The blow would have sent him flying if she wasn't still gripping his hand, and before he could react she brought her knee up into his stomach, knocking the air from him.  Superman doubled over, gasping for breath as Daniella brought her knee up once more, driving it into his face.  She gave a cruel laugh as she felt his nose break and as his body straightened up she drove the palm of her free hand into his chest and released her grip on him.  Her aim was perfect and Superman was sent flying backwards at immense speed, his body tearing through the SWAT van 30 feet behind him, ripping through the steel plating and the men inside it like a cannonball, before crashing into a building behind it with enough force to shatter the brick wall.  The police could only watch in shock as  the most powerful man on the planet was sent flying like a rag doll through a van and left embedded in a brick wall bleeding and dazed.  Before anyone could react, Daniella leapt towards them, covering the distance with a single bound.  She landed next to a police car that a group of officers were standing behind and gave the car a shove.  Although only using a fraction of her strength the car went sliding into the building behind it crushing the cops to a pulp.  She turned towards another officer and obliterated his skull with a single punch.  Another two cops died as she grabbed hold of them, one in each hand and simply tossed them hundreds of feet into the air.  She began walking towards Superman grabbing the front of another patrol car as she went, lifting it into the air as though it were weightless and tossing it towards the remaining men.  The car smashed into them with devastating results as the fuel tank ruptured and exploded.  Those who survived the initial impact where caught in the resulting explosion, their bodies ripped apart or incinerated in the blast.
Without even a backward glance at the carnage she had so casually unleashed Daniella pulled Superman from the wall, slamming him into the sidewalk with enough force to shatter the concrete beneath him.  In desperation he fired another quick blast of heat vision at her as she stood over him, the twin beams hitting her chest at almost point blank range.  The specially designed lycra bodysuit she was wearing was instantly vapourised, exposing her massive breasts and washboard abs but the heat vision had little effect on her body.  "If you wanted to see my tits, you should have just asked", she laughed, as Superman stared in amazement at her perfect unharmed body.
"How", he croaked, as she grabbed his throat and pulled him to his feet.
"Because I'm better than you in every way", she sneered.  "Stronger, faster, smarter.  I could have used the Kryptonite I stole to weaken or even destroy you, but that would have been too easy, not that you have proved to be much of a challenge even with your full powers."  She tightened her grip on his throat, slowly choking the life from him with one hand.  Superman grabbed at her wrist but her grip was unbreakable, he was completely powerless against this beautiful super woman.     
"And now the whole world gets to watch as I destroy their precious Superman", she sneered, looking up at the news chopper flying overhead.
"Why are you doing this?" he croaked as she slowly forced him to his knees.
"This planet belongs to me now", she said, "Soon, every man woman and child will bow down before me and proclaim me as their Queen.  And if you're a good little boy I may grant you the honour of serving me".
"I would never serve you", he spat, "You're fucking insane, I would die before I served you".
Daniella suddenly released his throat and brought up her knee, smashing it into Superman's chin with devastating force.  She felt his jaw break from the impact as he was sent crashing backwards.
"Oh I'm not going to kill you", she said menacingly, placing a foot on his chest.  "You will beg me to kill you, to end your pain and suffering, but I have much bigger plans for you worm.  By the time I'm finished with you, you'll be willing to do anything for the chance to worship me." 
Superman could feel the concrete cracking beneath him as she pushed down on him with her foot, forcing his body through the ground.  He grabbed at her ankle trying to relieve the pressure on his sternum, but it was hopeless, she was simply too strong.  She continued to press down with her foot, slowly driving his body deeper into the concrete.  "You are supposed to be the protector of this planet, but once they witness how powerless their great Superman is against me, they will realise that any resistance is futile.  But I think I've made my point now don't you?"
With that she grabbed his wrist and pulled him out of the ground, twisting his arm painfully.  As she pulled him upright, she smashed the palm of her free hand into his trapped arm, and was rewarded with a sickening crack, followed by an agonized scream as the bone snapped in two.  Without a seconds hesitation she released his now useless arm and reached around him, lifting him off the ground in a powerful bear hug.  Supermans feet kicked uselessly as the evil superwoman tightened her grip, crushing his chest against her own immeasurably superior one.  "Can you feel it?" she asked "can you feel your sternum bend against the softest, most feminine parts of my body".  The Man of Steel could only groan in agony as he felt her diamond hard nipples tear his flesh apart as his sternum bent before the sheer power of her super tits.  "How does it feel little man," she taunted him, "knowing that I could kill you with nothing more than a hug".  As if to prove her point, she tightened her arms, laughing as she felt several of his ribs snap like twigs.  She loosened her grip enough to let him slide down her spectacular body before suddenly clenching him tight against her again, breaking more of his ribs.
"Please", Superman sobbed, barely able to breathe and his body in unimaginable pain.  "Don't worry my pet", she cooed, "My little demonstration is almost over, and soon you will feel nothing.  She released him from the vice like grip of her arms and roughly grabbed him by the throat with one hand, whilst her other hand grabbed his balls.  She gently massaged his huge member through the lycra of his suit for a moment, relishing the complete control she had over him before suddenly hoisting him into the air above her head.  "No...please", he whimpered, as she dropped to one knee and brought his body down back first onto her leg, shattering his spine over her immensely muscular thigh.  She stood up, letting his broken, twitching body fall to the ground and looked up at news choppers circling overhead, recording the slaughter.  She grabbed the now unconscious body by the back of the neck and launched herself into the sky.  The cameraman could only stare in amazement as he suddenly found the beautiful, topless, superwoman hovering just a few feet in front of his camera, holding the battered and broken body of the seemingly invulnerable Superman as though he were a rag doll.  Despite the massacre he had just witnessed and his fear of what she would do, he felt his dick harden in response to her sublime beauty, to the incredible perfection of her body.  "Soon you will all kneel at the feet of your new Queen", she proclaimed, as she stared directly into the camera her voice carrying over the noise of the rotor blades, before blasting higher into the sky causing the chopper to rock violently in the wake of her turbulence.

to be continued??

[Jeremy Lightning]

All I can say is wow, I think we all know how strong and nearly invulnerable Superman is, so seeing Queen Daniella beat him so easily and thoroughly is awesome, and must be so devastating to those that thought Superman was their last hope, their saving angel. Now they are as good as servants to their awesome empress. k+!

[nickolai]

Yeah this is s good story.  Can't wait for more of it.  Do you have other works elsewhere we can read?

[DEA]

As a fan of brutal amazons, I of course enjoyed the story. I really wonder where this violence will go when Superman was doomed already in the second part :-) maybe a small war with the humans´ army?

[dominantanddeadlyfemales]

Nickolai - this is the first story i have posted.  I do have a fwew bits and pieces on my hard drive that need tidying up and will hopefully post soon, and am currently working on part 3 of this story, so stay tuned

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Queen Daniella – Re-educating Superman 

The so called Man of Steel gave a low groan as he regained consciousness.  His entire body ached in a ways that he could never have imagined, and he finally had some context to the saying 'I feel like I've been hit by a truck'.  His body had been hard at work repairing the horrific damage inflicted by the sadistic superwoman, and his broken bones and damaged organs seemed to be fine, but he still felt like shit and he still hurt like hell.  He raised his head and surveyed his surroundings.  He was in a small unfurnished room with no windows. The floor and walls were bare concrete and the only fixtures were a single bulb hanging from the ceiling, a large flat screen television hanging on one wall, and a massive steel chain that looked as though it were used to anchor an ocean liner fastened to his ankle and attached to an anchor point in the wall next to him.  He reached down to the chain and squeezed, but there was only the slightest give in the metal, confirming his suspicions.  Despite the chains impressive thickness, the slightest pressure should have deformed the metal like putty, but his strength had been greatly reduced, which was probably why he felt so sick and disorientated, he was surrounded by Kryptonite.  He now understood why the mysterious super powered beauty had stolen the Kryptonite.  She didn't need it to beat him she needed it to imprison him.

Moments later a concealed door in the opposite wall slid open and Daniella walked in.  She was dressed in only a pair of thigh length boots and a black thong and despite his predicament he felt his dick harden at the sight of her spectacular body.
"So," she smiled, "have you worked out your predicament yet?"
"It appears you have me trapped in a Kryptonite prison", he answered, trying to sound more confident than he actually felt.
"I prefer to think of it as your classroom", she replied walking slowly towards him.  The room is lined with Kryptonite but I can control the exposure.  Right now you are weak as I can make you whilst still allowing your body to work its recuperative magic.  But I can lessen the effect and allow you to regain most of your normal abilities".
"That would be nice", he replied, sitting up and leaning back against the wall.
"It will be necessary", she laughed. "You offered me no challenge at your full strength, at your current strength, beating the shit out of you would be beyond boring.  Plus you would be dead in seconds, which would defeat the purpose."
"And what is the purpose?" he asked.
"You're re-education", she smiled, stopping in front of him".  "100 percent", she said to no one in particular and almost immediately Superman felt his strength, his power return, but before he could consider the best course of action she grabbed his throat and pulled him to his feet, her speed beyond even his imagining.  "Time for your first lesson", she hissed.

Before he could react she drove her knee into his midsection, lifting his feet off the ground with the force and driving all the wind from him.  His body tried to double over, but she pushed him upright, pinning him to the wall and delivered a serious of punches with her free hand to his midsection.  The pain was intense, he couldn't move, he couldn't breathe, all he wanted to do was throw up and the moment she released her grip on him he fell to his knees and wretched violently. 
"My god you really are pathetic", she taunted as she straddled him, and began to squeeze his torso between her massive, rock hard thighs.
"Arrggg, no", he cried out as he felt his ribs bend from the crushing power of the insane superwoman's legs.
"Arrggg yes", she mocked, sending a sudden jolt of power through her beautifully sculpted thighs and felt his ribs snap like kindling between them.  She released her grip on him and he fell to the floor, struggling for breath, blood trickling from his mouth as a result of the internal damage she had caused.  She kicked him over onto his back and took hold of his left hand, placing her foot on his broken ribs.  "This little piggy went to market", she sang, as she broke his pinky, "This little piggy stayed at home".  Twist, snap and his ring finger was broken.  She continued the rhyme until all five fingers were broken, then she reached over took hold of his right hand and repeated the process.
"Please...please stop", he whimpered over and over again as she broke each of his fingers, until both his hands were rendered completely useless.
"Your pathetic sniveling is beginning to get on my nerves", she said as she released her hold on his hand.  She moved so that she was straddling his head, looking down into the beaten man's eyes with a cruel smile.  "Maybe this will shut you up", she said as she moved her legs closer together, trapping his jaw between her powerful leather clad calves.  Superman instinctively tried to pry her legs apart as she began to increase the pressure, but with ten broken fingers it just sent a fresh wave of pain through him.  He dropped his arms to his side and began to writhe in agony, his body bucking and thrashing as she held his head immobile in the crushing grip of her calves and gradually increased the pressure on his jaw.  She could feel her calves swelling, stretching the leather of her boots to its limits and then she felt his jaw begin to crack and give way to the inhuman force she was exerting on it.
Superman's scream of pain suddenly turned into a gurgling wail of anguish as his jaw gave way.  "That's better", she said, releasing his now mangled jaw and walking around him to stand between his legs.  She gently placed a foot on his impressive member and began to slowly massage it through the thin material of his uniform.  It was an incredibly erotic sight, to see this seemingly all powerful Goddess standing over him, wearing nothing but a tiny thong and long, black, thigh length boots.  Once again Superman found himself marveling at the purity of her beauty and the immense sexuality that radiated from her magnificent curves, and he felt his dick stiffen beneath her foot despite the pain and humiliation.
"No...don't", he mumbled through his ruined jaw, as he felt his arousal increase.  He closed his eyes but the image of her spectacular body towering over him seemed to be burned into his retinas.  With every ounce of his iron will he tried to resist the inconceivable arousal that was building within him, determined not to give her the satisfaction of knowing that despite the pain and humiliation she was inflicting on him, the atrocities she had committed that he was unable to resist her sexually.
"Don't fight it", she cooed, her voice low and sexy.  "I have inflicted so much pain on you, so much suffering, why not enjoy the pleasure, why not experience the ecstasy that this body can give instead of the just the agony."
He tried to resist but he knew it was pointless.  His desire was so great that he needed to relieve the almost painful urges that she was engendering in him.  She increased the tempo on his now excruciatingly hard shaft, and he began to buck his hips, thrusting himself against her foot, desperate to relieve the pressure building in his balls.  He could feel his nut sack tightening, his cock twitched in anticipation and then she removed her foot.  His eyes opened in panic, his hips still thrusting futilely into the air as she smiled down at him.
"Please", he begged, knowing that this was what she wanted, but still unable to stop himself.
"Not yet", she smiled sweetly, grabbing him by the throat with her left and lifting his head from the floor.  "You haven't suffered enough yet".  The words had barely left her mouth when she smashed her right hand into his face, once more breaking his nose. She pulled back her fist and hit him again.  And again.  And again.  With each blow she could feel his face slowly disintegrating beneath her fist, the bones cracking, the skin tearing until his entire face was nothing but a gory pulp and he hung limply in her grip. 
"10 percent", she said as she released her hold on his unconscious body and left the room.

When he awoke once again the pain was even worse than before, but again his body seemed to have healed itself.  His tormentor had clearly done her research, keeping enough of his superpowers to heal himself but not enough to do much else.  He realised the television was now on, tuned into CNN.  He had no idea how long he had been unconscious for but his sadistic captor had clearly been busy.  He watched in horror as the news reported on the atrocities she had been committing.  With the prevalence of smart phones, everyone now had a film camera in their pocket, and he watched grainy, hastily captured footage of her flying towards the Golden Gate Bridge.  She hovered in the air for a few moments at the top of the bridge to ensure that she had been noticed and then slowly she began to pull the structure apart.  She was clearly in no hurry as she started ripping chunks of metal from the central supporting column at an almost leisurely pace.  It didn't take long for the news choppers to appear and suddenly the footage was much clearer.  There seemed to be an unspoken agreement that she wouldn't harm the news choppers, she clearly wanted the world to see exactly what she was capable of.  With a close up view Superman could see she was wearing what appeared to be a skimpy one piece swim suit that amounted to little more than two strips of material covering her nipples but revealing almost all of her smooth round breasts.  The lower half of the suit revealed her spectacular ass in all its round, muscular glory and her powerful legs looked as if they went on forever.  Despite everything, he felt his dick involuntary hardening at the sight of her, and his earlier sexual frustration came back with a vengeance.  Now that the world was watching she began to destroy the bridge in earnest, pulling apart the thick steel supporting cables as if they were no more substantial than nylon thread.  Superman watched in horror as the bridge began to rock and shake.  Chaos ensued as the people on the bridge realized the danger, some ran from their cars thinking they would be safer on foot, others sped up, trying to get off the bridge quicker, resulting in several crashes.  All the while the bridge was slowly losing its structural integrity making the situation worse, and before long there was gridlock on the bridge.

Fighter jets were scrambled, but the powerful Superwoman once again showed her complete superiority, breaking off from her destruction of the bridge to deal with the insignificant threat.  It took her less than 2 minutes to destroy the 6 jets that came streaking up the bay towards her and only because she was in no hurry.  As before she proved that her speed, reflexes and sheer power were far in advance of any weapon the air force possessed and the falling wreckage and debris of the destroyed jets simply added to the chaos below.  She returned to the bridge and pulled apart the main cables, the massive steel hawsers doing incredible damage to the bridge and the people below as they whipped downwards, shredding everything in their path.  Moments later she watched as the massive steel and concrete construction tore itself apart and fell into the bay.  Tears rolled down his face as Superman watched impotently the death of hundreds if not thousands of innocents.  He was earth's protector, he had sworn to defend these people from any threat, yet he was powerless, unable to stop this insanely powerful woman from slaughtering with impunity.

[Jeremy Lightning]

Wow, what an extreme show of strength and control boy Queen Daniella! First of all, making Superman even more ineffective than he already was compared to her, then making him watch as she destroyed a huge bridge, killing hundreds, if not thousands of people, seemingly without much effort. It was like the Dark Knight Rises, but I think Superman has even less chance to really escape and try to defeat her, and I'm thinking all the Earth's armies, and all the nuclear weapons that can be launched won't hurt Queen Daniella, so who or what can? I can't wait to read more, I love reading stories of impossibly strong women showing their strength in extreme ways, so this story is right up my alley. k+! 

[dominantanddeadlyfemales]

"Why?" he roared when Daniella walked into his room half an hour later.  "Why are you doing this? What have these people done to you you sick bitch".
"I'm just doing what you should have done years ago", she replied calmly.  "These people are nothing but insects to me.  It is only right that they kneel before me, that they worship me as a Goddess.  Don't you see", she continued, "you were like a God to them, you could have ruled over them, raised them up, improved them. But instead you chose to let them use you, you became their servant, their pet, unable to grasp your own destiny.   
"You can't do this", he wailed, "please, please spare them".
"I can do whatever the hell I please", she laughed "and there is nothing you or anyone else on the planet can do about it.  Face it wimp, you may be a God to them, but you are nothing to me.  I am superior to you in every conceivable way.  Why not just accept that I am now the dominating force on this planet.  Not you and certainly not them", she said tilting her head at the television.  She walked towards him and threw him roughly onto his back before straddling his body and sitting on his lap.  "100 percent" she called out.  "Why should someone as powerful, as perfect as obviously superior as me, follow laws and rules designed for a much inferior population, it really doesn't make sense does it?"  The Man of Steel had to concede it did seem unreasonable that anyone would expect a God to live by the same moral code as a mere human, but the fact she was slowly grinding her oh so perfect ass against his now oh so hard dick may have been contributing to these thoughts. 
"Stop fighting me", she whispered.  "All your life you have held back, forsaken your own desires, for these insects.  You have used your power to help them whilst denying yourself any true pleasure.  I want to show you just how much enjoyment a man of your power can experience, I want to show what you have been missing all your life, to see what you have been denying yourself."
"Please", he groaned, as he felt the familiar sensation building within him. 
"You know you can't stop me from doing this, don't you?" she asked   .
"Yes", he whispered, as tears began to roll down his cheek, a combination of the intense pleasure he was feeling and the knowledge that he was powerless to do anything about it.
"And you know that you can't stop me from doing whatever I wish to these pathetic worms, don't you?"
"Yes", he sobbed.
"So there is no point in struggling anymore." She continued, "There is no point in continuing to deny yourself satisfaction, because it alters nothing.  No matter how much you fight me, you cannot hope to change anything, so just relax and enjoy".
He lay back and closed his eyes, all the fight gone from him.  To struggle was futile, she was right, it would achieve nothing.  Instead he concentrated on the intense sexual feelings she was causing him, the feel of her ass against his dick, the sight of those glorious orbs above him, the strength, the power, the sheer eroticism that seemed to emanate from her.  And this time she didn't stop, she continued to grind herself against him until he could no longer hold back, until he exploded in the most intense orgasm of his life.  He screamed in pleasure as she continued to push her ass against his spasming cock, milking every last drop from him in a display of sexual dominance that left him spent both physically and emotionally.  He was so stunned by the intensity of his release, so caught up in sheer ecstasy that he wasn't even aware of her fingers tightening around his throat.  It was only as everything began to fade that he released she was choking him out, but he knew he was powerless to stop her, so he simply accepted it.

And so it continued.  Sometimes the stunning superwoman would walk into the room and beat him to within an inch of his life, taunting his inability to protect himself or anyone else from her.  At other times she would simply allow him to experience sexual pleasure beyond his imagination, using her incomparable body and sexual abilities to drive him wild with desire, holding him on the brink of orgasm until he was begging her for release.  Sometimes she would start off beating him, reducing him to a sobbing, whimpering mess, before using her body in a more sensuous manner, leaving him sexually drained and satisfied but still in pain.  He would occasionally come round to find the news reporting on her latest atrocities.  He watched in awe as she ripped the Eiffel Tower out of the ground and left it to come crashing down, destroying miles of the city, completely oblivious to the hail of bullets being directed at her by the French military.  Of course, once she was finished destroying one of the world's most famous cultural landmarks she turned her attention towards her attackers, wiping out an entire armoured battalion in a matter of minutes, ripping apart tanks as though they were made of tinfoil before brutally slaughtering the men inside, once again demonstrating how powerless the military was against her. 

Daniella had made her demands to the world; she would be the ultimate ruler of the planet. Every country would continue to run as they always had, but the government of every country would swear fealty to their new Queen.  If she made a new law it would be enacted immediately worldwide.  All countries were ordered to disband their military forces (if she ruled them all then what use did they have for armies) and all religion was to be outlawed.  All places of worship were expected to be destroyed and replaced with a statue of their Queen, the only being worthy of worship.  Of course, each and every country categorically refused to be ruled by this Superwoman, no matter how powerful she seemed but their resolve was quickly weakening.  The Japanese were the most vocal in their resistance against her.  So far she had not touched their country and their traditional samurai spirit meant that they were quick to proclaim that they would rather die than be subjugated by this devil woman.  So just to put things into perspective for them she flew into one of their nuclear reactors and tore it apart, causing a massive explosion and creating a nuclear fall-out ten times worse than the Chernobyl disaster.  Thousands died, if not from the resulting explosion then from the radiation poisoning that swept across the country, rendering huge chunks of it uninhabitable.  After watching this demonstration the other countries quietly shelved the plans they had been drawing up to attack her with a nuclear strike. 

But it wasn't just public large scale atrocities Daniella was concerning herself with.  She walked unnoticed into a gym in Germany and spent two hours slaughtering all the patrons in the most painful and gruesome manner.  Bodies were found ripped in two, or with fist sized holes through them.  Others looked as if they had been trapped in a hydraulic press, their bodies reduced to little more than pulp.  There were reports of boats found drifting out at sea, the passengers and crew all brutally slaughtered, and aircraft were falling out of the sky at an unprecedented rate without explanation.  She could appear anywhere at any time and no man, woman or child was safe. The wide spread coverage of her atrocities combined with her obvious disregard for human life left the population of the world in a state of terror.  Even staying at home was no guarantee of safety as reports spread of her randomly walking into people's housing and slaughtering them mercilessly.  Would their lives be affected in any significant way they began to ask if their country was still governed as it had always been.  Would proclaiming her the one true ruler of the planet not mean that the oft dreamt ideal of peace on earth would finally become a reality? 

"Wakey wakey."  She called.  Superman opened his eyes as the sound of her voice woke him and realized he was naked.  The last thing he remembered was the magnificent Superwoman, walking into the room wearing a black leather look thong backed leotard and thigh length boots.  She had slowly and sensuously teased him with her incredible body until his dick was rock hard, threatening to tear through the fabric of his suit.  She had then toyed with him, expertly bringing him to the brink of orgasm over and over again until he had begged her to let him cum, tears streaming down his face from the frustration.  When she had finally let him cum he exploded in a release so powerful, so all consuming that he had passed out from the sheer intensity of it, his mind unable to deal with the overwhelming sexual pleasure she was causing in his body.  Today she was wearing shiny black leggings, the material stretched tightly over her wonderfully long, powerful legs and a black bikini top that could barely contain her prodigious breasts.  "Crawl to me", she said pointing to the ground at her beautiful bare feet.  Without even a seconds hesitation he began to crawl towards his Goddess, unsure whether he was obeying her out of fear of the pain she could inflict on him or in the hopes that she would allow him to experience the incredible sexual pleasure that only she seemed able to impart.  "Kiss the feet of your Queen", she commanded as he reached her and he immediately bent his head and began to worship her feet with his lips.  "Now my ass", she said after a few minutes, turning round and presenting him with her impossibly round, firm butt. 
"Yes Goddess", he whispered, running his hands up her toned, muscular legs and pressing his lips against the hard, perfectly spherical orbs of her butt.  As he covered her ass in kisses, his tongue sliding along the smooth spandex material he felt his dick harden.  Daniella spread her legs slightly, trapping his throbbing member between her hard muscular calves and began to slowly flex them around his steel hard cock. 
"How does that feel worm?" she asked.
"Incredible", he moaned.
"You see how pleasurable things can be when you just submit to your Queen", she asked, releasing his dick and turning to face him.  She tilted his head up and began to flex her pecs.  Superman watched in an almost trance like state as each flex caused her huge ultra-powerful breasts to bounce up and down stretching the already overmatched bikini top, until with a final powerful flex her super tits burst through the material. 
"My God", the now totally enraptured hero gasped, as he watched her destroy the top with nothing more than a flex of her unearthly tits.
"You like what you see little man", she asked, pulling him to his feet.
"Y...you...you're incredible", he stammered.
"I know", she whispered pulling his head into her breasts and trapping his dick between her spandex clad thighs.  Superman began to suck on the largest, firmest, most powerful tits he could have ever imagined like a starving baby, whilst his Queen began squeezing his dick between her large, curvaceous thighs, massaging it with consummate skill.  "This will soon be over", she whispered into his ear.  "The governments of this world will soon realize that their resistance is futile and that they are simply consigning their people to death.  And then I can stop waging war on these puny insects and concentrate on the more pleasurable things in life.  Superman's orgasm was building to a crescendo now.  He grabbed Daniella's perfect ass, squeezing it with enough force to crush diamonds, but barely able to make the slightest dent in her ultra-firm flesh as his whole body stiffened with his impending release.
"That's it baby, let it out", she cooed in ear as he gave a muffled scream of pleasure, his cock twitching like a fire hose as he came with unimaginable force.  Daniella continued to milk his pulsing cock, forcing a second and then a third orgasm from him, pulling his head further into hes breasts and smothering him between those glorious orbs.  By the time he stopped coming he was hanging limply in her grip.  She released her hold on him, letting his unconscious body drop to the floor and left the room.

Superman awoke just as the news was reporting on the evil Superwoman's latest atrocity.  A passenger flight flying from London to New York, had just reached cruising altitude when Daniella had appeared alongside it.  She waited long enough for the passengers to become aware of her and start frantically calling family and friends before she casually ripped the wings off of the 747.  It wasn't just those on board the plane that died, but hundreds of innocent civilians on the ground were killed by the falling debris.  The man of Steel grew increasingly angry as he watched the report, but his anger was no longer directed at the stunning blonde Goddess, but the governments of the world.  Didn't they understand that they had no chance against this woman?  He was a God compared to them yet even he was powerless against her.  Did they not understand that she would continue her murderous rampage until they finally agreed to her demands.  They were beaten, why could they not accept it.  She was superior to them all in every conceivable way.  Stronger, faster, sexier, more beautiful.  She was so beyond them that they could never hope to understand her.  She couldn't be judged by the standards and morals of inferior beings, she was power incarnate and it was only right that the entire world yield to her will.   

And it did. 

A terrified population began to put pressure on their respective governments, demanding that they agree to her demands, and one by one every government in the world succumbed and swore fealty to their new Queen.

Superman was watching the declaration ceremony of the final country to capitulate when he felt his strength return.  The Finnish Prime Minister had just signed the agreement declaring Queen Daniella the absolute ruler of Finland and promising that both he and the country's population would be her loyal subjects.  He then dropped to his knees and kissed the feet of his new Queen.  The door across from Superman slid open, but no-one entered the room.  Superman grabbed the chain that kept him shackled to the wall and squeezed, crushing the steel links as though they were made of paper.  He grabbed the shackle round his ankle and tore it apart with similar ease and stood up.  He stretched his still naked body, reveling in the power that flowed through it and walked through the door into a long dark corridor.  His X-ray vision showed a room at the end of the corridor with patio doors leading out onto a balcony and standing against the railings looking out over the balcony stood his Queen.  His dick began to stiffen as he took in the sight of her, she was wearing black pantyhose with a red thong over them and nothing else.  He marveled at her perfect hourglass shape, the way her broad, powerful shoulders tapered down to her slender waist before ballooning out into the biggest, roundest, firmest, sexiest ass in the universe.  She looked like a comic book super heroine come to life, or perhaps super villainess would be more accurate, but he no longer thought of her in terms of good or evil.  She was a Goddess, she would do as she pleased and neither he nor anyone else on the planet were worthy of judging her.
"Come here my pet", she said as he stepped out onto the balcony and stopped; unsure of what was expected of him.  She reached behind her and pulled his body tightly against her own, bringing his hands in front of her and resting them on her exposed breasts.  His now totally erect dick nestled between the cheeks of her ass and he gave a small moan of pleasure as she gently flexed her glutes, her ass cheeks so large that the entire length of his ten inch shaft was squeezed between them.
"You are now the Queen of the world", he said softly.
"Of course", she laughed, "it was inevitable, was it not?"
"Yes", he replied, "it was madness for them to think they could resist your overwhelming supremacy".
"And you?" she asked.
"I am more powerful than the entire human race combined", he continued, "yet I was just as powerless against you.  I will do whatever you ask.  You are my Queen".
"I am glad you have accepted your place", she purred, "I think you will find that servitude can be most rewarding.  Throughout their exchange she had continued to massage his dick between her glutes, caressing every inch of it at once, increasing his arousal.  He began to press himself tighter against her, pushing forward with his hips, as he sought to assuage his desire.
"What will you do now?" he asked, his breathing becoming heavy, as he lowered his head to gently kiss her long elegant neck.
"I shall rule over this planet". She answered matter of factly.
"And me?", he asked.
"You shall rule alongside me", she smiled, "you shall be my consort, my Dark Prince.  Would you like that?"
"I would be honored to serve you in any way you see fit", he groaned as he rapidly approached orgasm.
"You want to cum, don't you?" she purred.
"Oh God yes", he practically shouted as he felt the now familiar tightening of his scotum and his dick began to spasm within its nylon prison.
"Beg me", she hissed, "Beg your Queen".  As she spoke she tightened her grip on the base of his cock stopping his release.
"My Queen", he cried out as she continued to massage his dick, increasing his arousal whilst denying his satisfaction, "Please, please let me cum.  Oh God, you're so beautiful, so impossibly sexy, I need to cum so badly.  Please I beg you, I'll do anything".  The frustration was so intense, so excruciating that he attempted to pull away from her, to relieve the agonizing pleasure she was causing him, but even using the strength of his entire body he was unable to break free of her grip.  She held his entire body prisoner with nothing more than the vice like grip of her spectacular ass.
Daniella smiled at his pitiful attempts to free himself, relishing her ability to turn what should have been a pleasurable experience into the ultimate torture.  "I will permit you to cum", she said, "but you have to earn this one".
"Anything", he wailed, "Please, I'll do anything".  Danielle looked up into the clear sky focusing on a small dark spot several miles away.
"Can you see that plane?" she asked.
"Yes, yes of course", he cried, his voice trembling.
"I want you to destroy it.  Use your heat vision to blast it from the sky", she commanded.  The words had barely left her mouth when she felt the air next to her face heat up and suddenly the plane was ripped in two as a burst of heat vision tore through the fuselage.  The man who has sworn to protect the earth and all its inhabitants didn't hesitate for even a second.  He didn't give the hundreds of passengers on the plane a second thought as he turned it into a fireball, killing everyone on board.  He needed to cum, he had to cum, and if people had to die to make that happen then so be it, his Queen had spoken.
With a victorious grin Daniella released her grip on the base of his dick and flexed the muscles in ass in such a way as to send a slow ripple of pressure from the base of his shaft up the head.  Superman threw his head back and screamed in pleasure as she literally squeezed the cum from him, as if his cock was a tube of toothpaste.  His body twitched and spasmed as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through his body and he emptied a seemingly unending torrent of cum over her perfect ass.  When his release finally subsided she released her grip on him and he slowly fell to his knees, his legs unable to support him.
"You have soiled me", she said matter of factly indicating the thick wads of cum that now covered her ass, "lick me clean".  Without even thinking, he pressed his lips to her luscious, round glutes and began to lick and suck his own seed, any revulsion he might have felt far outweighed by the pleasure of feeling her perfect ass with his lips.  Once he had cleaned every drop from her he leant back, awaiting his next instructions.  She turned to face him and placing one hand under his chin, gently pulled him to his feet.  "Come" she said walking back into the house.  He followed her though the house until they came to a large master bedroom.  "I took the liberty of redesigning your outfit", she said indicating a suit hanging in front of a large wardrobe.  "Something less garish and more suited to your new position.  Superman walked over to the outfit, feeling the material.  There was no doubt that it was his old uniform, but it had been dyed jet black, including the boots and she had done away with the cape and briefs.  "Try it on", she said.  He squeezed himself into the skin tight material and stood in front of the mirror.  Without the cape the outfit seemed to emphasise his muscular physique even more than it had before and the colour contrasting with his sparkling blue eyes lend him a far more sinister look.  "What do you think?" she asked. 
"I think it's perfect", he said.
"Me to, my Dark Prince", she purred licking her lips seductively as she admired the way his muscles stretched the fabric.  She wrapped her arms round him and pulled his body against her, before giving him a long, lingering kiss that brought his dick back to attention, creating an obscene bulge in the material.  "But I still prefer you naked", she smiled as she broke off the kiss and began to peel the material off him.  "Now fuck me", she commanded, once he was completely naked once more.  His desire for his new Queen was so great that he didn't even bother to undress her.  Placing both hands under her ass he lifted her into the air and impaled her on his steel hard rod, his cock tearing through the nylon of her thong and pantyhose without impediment.  They both cried out in pleasure as he entered her and Daniella wrapped her legs around his waist as he began to pump his shaft in and out of her hot, wet pussy like a piston.  For hours the two super powered lovers fucked like animals, finally able to release their frustrations now that they had found partners capable of withstanding their immense power.  They fucked on the bed, the floor, up against the wall and floating in mid-air.  When finally their passion abated the room looked like a warzone.  The sold marble floor was cracked and shattered, the bed lay in ruins and there were several holes in the walls.
"What now", the Dark Prince whispered as they lay entwined in each other's arms.
"Now we rule", she said, her eyes closed, as she relished in the afterglow of her many orgasms.  "This planet has been your prison", she continued, "You shackled yourself with the same rules and morals as these insects, but now....now this world will be your playground, and everything in it mere toys for your amusement." 
"Thank you," he said "for allowing me to experience life the way I should have been all these years."  Daniella turned to him, as she ran a perfectly manicured fingernail down his chest. 
"You know you could have done this years ago without any loss of life", she said. "These people loved you.  You could have gradually acquired more and more power, and if you proved you could do a better job than them which wouldn't be hard they would have gladly accepted you as their ultimate ruler."
"So why didn't you do it that way?" he asked.
"My goal was to rule this planet", she said, "I don't care about these people, I simply want them to kneel before me, and I am willing to kill as many of them as it takes to achieve that".  A week ago these words would have repulsed him, now he simply nodded in understanding.  Of course a week ago he was Superman, now he was the Dark Prince and obedience to his Queen was all that mattered.

[Jeremy Lightning]

Wow! What an awesome, inspiring read! It was completely awesome to see Queen Daniella's power as she slaughtered humans in any way she saw fit, but also fuck Superman's brains out in any number of awesome ways and completely turn him to her will, now he kills indiscriminately, just to please her, which will further please him, because simply he knows that she is above human laws, as now he knows that he is too, he could've ruled the planet and lead it into an era of peace, but he decided not to, and it took her display of her awesome power and Goddess body to make him realize it. I can't believe how stubborn and stupid the human race was to resist her after her initial shows of strength, especially after defeating Superman with such ease, who else could possibly stop her from doing whatever she wants? They should've just gave into her at the first opportunity, it would've saved so many millions of lives, and possibly could've lead to pleasure beyond anything anyone's ever experienced. But of course it took a long time and lots of death and destruction to finally realize they were boned. k+!