Have you seen “Lois and Clark: New Adventures of Superman” TV series starring Teri Hatcher as Lois Lane? In so many episodes beautiful Teri fell into the clutches of a villain, got nicely tied up and was awaiting some terrible fate, only to be rescued at the last moment by Superman. I have always wondered what would happen to her if Superman didn't show up. I've heard that there is an episode that wasn’t shown on TV for censorship reasons. However, I think that this story should be told. It is called:

The rape of Lois Lane

By inju inju@polbox.com

. She typed the last words and switched off the computer. It had been a busy day at "Daily Planet". Two important interviews, an impending crash of a space shuttle ( saved by Superman, of course), a new clue in her investigation of the school funds fraud... A busy day? Just another normal day of her busy life. She wouldn’t have it any other way.

Now she was ready to go home, to spend the rest of the evening relaxing in Clark’s company.

He had such gentle hands, massaging her shoulders, melting all the tension away... So absorbed was she in her daydream that she failed to notice their presence until it was too late. Strong hands grabbed her, pinning her to the armchair she was sitting in, a piece of clothes was pressed to her face. Reflexively she gasped for air, inhaling smelly fumes. Chloroform... that was her last conscious thought.

She came to, flinching from ammonia a vial of which was held under her nose. Lois Lane opened her eyes ... and saw a face that couldn’t be there.

“Lex... Lex Luthor? But... you are dead!”

“Oh no, my dear, you’ll have to wait a bit for that. Lex Luthor always returns.”

“ Why did you kidnap me?” Her strength was returning quickly. She was already planning her escape, but first she wanted to know his intentions.

“It’s simple. I am going to leave Metropolis, perhaps for good. But before I go, I shall have my revenge on you and Superman.” He came closer.

“I shall make you my sex- slave. You’ll become a fucktoy for me and my men. And I will tape every moment of what we will do to you. Can you imagine your Superman watch this tape? Watch you being raped in every possible way, sucking cocks, being fucked up your beautiful ass? And knowing he was powerless to stop this? Oh yes, I can imagine that!”

She stared at him wide-eyed. “You are mad! Quite mad! Do you think that Superman will let you even touch me?”

Luthor laughed. “ Did I forget to mention that we are underground in an old atomic shelter? The walls are totally soundproof, covered with 3 inches of lead. No super-hearing, no X-ray vision, no Superman to the rescue! “

He went to a small control panel. “All the cameras are ready and running... Perfect view from every angle. Shall we begin?”

He pressed something and four men entered: two whites and two blacks. Each of them was built like a wrestler, with heavy muscles bulging everywhere. Lois knew the blacks, they were pushers she had helped put in jail. She felt a stab of fear but suppressed it, determined not to give them the satisfaction of seeing her afraid.

“Four of you against one, small woman?” she taunted, retreating, looking for a way out.

They came after her, trying to grab her. She feinted right, went left, ducking under an outstretched arm, going for the door. A hand grabbed her jacket, and she kicked out, connecting solidly. However the man just grunted and hold on. Her karate skills were useless, there were too many of them. They fell on her like a pack of wolves attacking a doe. They grabbed her arms and kicking legs. The attackers raised her up, carrying the struggling girl onto a huge, four- post bed.

“No! No! Let me go!” She twisted like a snake, trying to break their grip.

“ Help! Supermen! Help!” But no Superman came to her rescue, as they threw her onto bed and started to rip off her clothes.

She fought like a wild animal, scratching, biting hands that were holding her, kicking out at her attackers. All in vain. One of them knelt over her head, holding her arms outstretched. Two others pinned her thrashing legs down. The fourth one knelt over her, straddling her. He took hold of her blouse and with one sharp pull ripped it off, baring her perfect breasts. Lois struggled, as he proceeded to tear off her blouse and jacket, rendering her naked to the waist.

Then slowly, methodically, he unzipped her trousers.

“You’ll get what you deserve, bitch. You put me behind the bars, now I’ll put my cock in your mouth. And you’ll suck me dry.”

“Fuck you!” she struggled violently, more angry than afraid.

“No, baby. Fuck you!” he grinned evilly, baring her bosom and shapely legs. She felt his hand on her crotch, caressing her roughly. Suddenly his hand clenched, and he ripped her panties off.

She was naked, lying on the bed, struggling in the grip of the four men holding her. Still she fought desperately, as they outstretched her arms, and with leather straps tied them to the upper posts of the bed. Lois tried to squeeze her legs together, but the attackers forced them wide apart and tied them to the lower posts. Now she was lying spread-eagled on her back, totally naked, totally helpless. They could do anything to her and she was powerless to stop them.

They stepped back, leaving her to struggle futilely in her bonds.

“ Boss, she is ready for you. “ One of the whites addressed Luthor.

“Thanks, boys. I’ll call you when I’m through playing with her”. Four men left, leaving them alone.

Luthor came closer, enjoying the view. Her lean, athletic body was thrashing violently as she struggled, pulling at her bonds. Full breasts protruded invitingly. Sweat glistened on her naked skin, as Lois tensed her muscles in efforts to free herself. Her big dark eyes were full of hatred. He liked that. Luthor had always admired her spirit, and he knew he would enjoy breaking her.

He sat by her. His hands started to explore her body, moving over smooth skin, touching firm breasts, flat stomach, full hips, shapely legs. Lois tried to get away from his touch, but her bonds stopped her. She was totally in his power, and for the first time she felt real despair. In her adventurous life she had faced many dangers, but she had always managed to overcome all the perils. Now, as she watched her captor take off his clothes, as she saw his 10 inch prick, fully erect, ready to enter her defenseless body, Lois suddenly realized that this time there would be no escape. She was about to be raped, used , degraded, and there was nothing she could do about it.

“No, please don’t do that! Let me go!”

Young woman thrashed violently in her bonds, trying to delay the inevitable. She felt Luthor’s body on hers, his weight pressing her into the softness of the bed. She could smell his excitement, his animal power was electrifying. Lois felt the hardness of his cock between her spread legs, and started to gyrate her hips, moving away from the pressure of his prick.

“Lie still, Lois. I’ll have you anyway.” he mouthed.

“ No! No! Please don’t! Don’t! AAAAACH!” she shouted as he plunged his cock inside.

“OOOOCH! You bastard! Stop! AAACH!” she arched her back in the last, desperate effort to throw him off, and then collapsed under him. She felt his cock move deeper and deeper, penetrating her body, filling her womb. Then Luthor started to move in and out, picking a slow, even rhythm within her.

It was beyond her worst nightmares. Lois had always been a proud, independent woman, now she was reduced to nothing more than his sex-toy. Her flesh was his to be taken, enjoyed as he wanted. She closed her eyes, not wanting to see the triumph shining in his. She wanted to escape the reality of was being done to her, to think of something else, of some gentle moment with Clark, but that made it even worse. She could imagine what it would be like for him, to see the video of her rape, to see her being taken by their worst enemy. She could do nothing. She was spread-eagled, tied securely, powerless to stop the man who moved on her, who moved in her, fucking her mercilessly. Lois tossed her head from side to side to avoid his lips, pressing onto hers, but that was the extent to which she could resist. Luthor grabbed her shoulders, impaling her even deeper, fucking her with slow, deep strokes. There was nothing she could do about it.

She could only hope that he would finish soon.

He finished sooner than she expected. He withdrew completely without climaxing, still erect.

“My apologies, Lois. I just realized that I have been selfish. I thought only about my own pleasure, not about yours.” He went down, and she felt his lips on her cunt.

What is he doing? she wondered, and then he started to eat her pussy. He worked on her clitoris with his tongue, sucking at her, gently gnawing with his teeth. He was good at it, even very good. To her horror, she felt her body respond. She thought: Oh my God, this is not happening, I can’t enjoy this!, but she was becoming unmistakably aroused. His tongue flicked skillfully across her clitoris, sending waves of pleasure across her body. Then he started to use his fingers, moving them inside her, arousing her even more.

Lois could not believe this was happening. She had been kidnapped, forcibly stripped, tied naked to the bed, raped, and now she was experiencing intense sexual pleasure at the hands of her rapist! She didn’t want to feel this, but her body betrayed her. She was hot, she wanted him to stop, she wanted him to continue, she wanted him inside. Luthor moved upwards, caressing her hips, her stomach, her full breasts. He knew exactly where to touch her, his hands seemed to have a wisdom of their own, rubbing softly here, harshly there, oh my God!

She moaned, this time with pleasure. Lois tugged at her bonds, thrashing no more in an effort to free herself, but in passion. She felt orgasm build inside, slowly, but inexorably. She tried to stop it, to think what Clark would feel when he would see her come like this, tied, being made love to by Lex Luthor. Her body didn’t obey her, she was on the brink of explosion.

Luthor stopped. He knew exactly what he was doing, and what he wanted.

“Beg me. Beg me to fuck you.” he demanded.

“Nooo, never...” through the haze of her passion, the remains of her pride prevented her from this final humiliation.

“As you wish”. He resumed working on her full breasts, skillfully licking hard nipples, sending waves of electrifying pleasure across her body. She felt his hand move downwards, and once more his fingers found their way into her cunt, playing with her in a most delightful way.

Once more she was brought to a brink of orgasm, then he stopped, not giving it to her. If she were free, she would have done it herself, she would caress herself to a wonderful climax. But her hands were tied, her tights were spread wide apart, and when he started once again, Lois did what he demanded. She begged.

“Please, I can’t stand it any more! Fuck me, please fuck me!”

“You want it? Beg me!”

“Oh, yes please! Please fuck me!” She forgot about Clark, about her pride, about cameras recording the rape, about everything. All that mattered was the pleasure she felt, the wanton desire that had to be satisfied. Luthor’s weight once more pressed her into the bed. His prick once more was at her pussy, but this time she was wet, warm and ready.

“ Ask me for my cock!”

“ Please give it to me! Fuck me, fuck me hard!”

Once more she shouted loudly as he entered her. This time it was the intense pleasure that made her cry out. She felt her body melt, burning in the fire of her ecstasy. Luthor’s prick moved inside her, filling her completely. Never before had she felt such a pleasure .

Multiple orgasms rocked her bound body, she thought she would go mad climaxing again and again. Luthor started to move faster and faster, and finally came deep inside her, holding her tightly, sinking his teeth in her neck. Lois screamed, from the pain intermingled with pleasure beyond her wildest imagination. She felt the world spin around her, and almost passed out, climaxing for the last time.

Lois Lane came to slowly, becoming progressively aware of her surroundings. She didn’t remember Luthor untie her, but she was lying free on the bed, exhausted, drained. Then the full impact of what had happened hit her.

She had been kidnapped, sexually assaulted, and had been made enjoy her rape! Luthor had her surrender completely to the passions she hadn’t thought possible. Lois felt humiliated that she had succumbed so easily to him. She felt like a slut for giving in to the pleasure he gave her.

Luthor seemed to read the woman’s thoughts.

“Well, Lois, you are such a slut. You like being raped, don’t you? I wonder what your Clark will think when he sees the tape? Ace reporter of Daily Planet moaning like a bitch in heat, while being raped. Superman is going to love it!”

“Oh, no! Lex, please don’t!” she was horrified by that prospect. Somehow, she had to stop him. She just couldn’t let Clark see her climax this way!

“Don’t worry, my dear. The rest of the evening is going to be less enjoyable for you. My men are going to play with you, and they like to play rough.”

He pressed a button on the control panel, and the four men entered.

“She is yours.”

TO BE CONTINUED...