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Saturday, May 30, 2009

Beddy Bye For the Blues Sisters Hit Team



Bethany and Belinda Blues are outrageously successful, genetically enhanced bounty hunters and assassins. They employ seduction, delusion, infiltration, technology, military strategic technique, and superior fighting (solo and team) methods to capture, interrogate, or kill their intended targets. They operate on a much smaller but no less sophisticated, or effective level as I do. They are as invisible to most law enforcement agencies, as I am. Many politicians, reporters, lawyers, police personnel, heroines, and villains (super and mundane) have fallen to their abundant feminine charms and their lethal talents. Their services tend to go to the highest bidder (unless I show an interest) and the price for their services would bankrupt many third world nations. Unlike me, they are not criminal bosses. They are just highly efficient, perfectly built tools to be used by others.


Until recently they had a 100% capture/kill rating. Then they were sent to kill me. They came closer to success than many.


Having successfully infiltrated my security forces, in high tech disguises, they posed as successful shakedown artists, interested in lucrative positions as guards for me. With their superior physical, weapons and martial abilities they easily passed physical and combat testing. Impeccable background camouflage covered their tracks. Subtle, conscious and subconscious testing and probing was almost perfect. Cerebro- functional probing was also almost perfect. Various truth drugs tests were taken and standard villain information was taken down. The loyalty and emotional spectral analysis indicated perfect balance and unshaking loyalty. They seemed almost to good to be true. Lisette and I executed a plan we have devised to test personnel we have slight lingering doubts about. A drug I secretly developed was slipped into their water and a activator catalyst indicated there was a small section of their brain that was physically partitioned. This chemical partition breaks down when a certain series of actions take place, after testing leaving these voluptuous and powerful killers to be fully aware, the be able to think and carry out their intended plans. These two buxom babes were hiding something that even THEY did not know, at this moment. A long distant genetic analyzing probe indicated these long legged sirens were genetically enhanced. Matching these unusually heightened codes with the hundreds of millions of genetic codes I keep on file spelled out the real identity of these beautiful killers, Bethany and Belinda Blues. Of course we set a trap.


Relaxing in the warm, bubbling, natural springs pool of a grotto in my central hideout, the curvaceous Blues Sisters entered smiling, their small blue bikinis were beautifully filled with tanned, toned, feminine flesh. Despite this breaking of protocol and rules, I smiled at the sexy, powerful assassins and beckoned them in the pool, to enjoy the warm waters and my warm embrace. Their hands and bodies seeking to show me the ecstasy before dealing out the agony. I was willing to take their ride but leave them paying the fare.


I lay on my back after a delightful, invigorating, sensuous and romp with the two assassins. Satisfied and tired, I feinted more fatigue than I really felt. The taste and delicious aroma of them on my tongue and in my nose. The caress of their hands, feet, thighs, breasts still tingling my own flesh. My manhood, still hard and erect had spoken to each sister repeatedly and they replied in shuddering orgiastic responses. I knew what was to follow.


The sisters languidly redressed in their stunning bikinis, cuddled on either side of me. "Dr. Desire, we wanted so much to get close to you. We have one last service to do for you." Facing Belinda I saw the sudden movement of her knee and blocked it with my own a second before it shot upward towards my crotch. I heard a scream as a big handful of Bethany's hair shot out, at a ninety degree angle, invisibly and yanked her away from me. A tiny needle fell from her fingers. Lisette's own veluptuous form appeared in a black spandex catsuit, holding on to Bethany's mane, spinning her around and landing a right cross that would shatter a cinderblock to her chin, snapping her head around. The blonde assassin drove a speared fingered hand into Lisette's solar plexus and a snap kick beween her shapely thighs, Lisette fell to her knees, in pain but delivered a machinegun fast right/left barrage to the Bethany's belly and a thuderous upper cut to the blue bikinied camel toe of Bethany's groin. The uppercut propelled the blond assassin up to smash her head against the low, granite ceiling of the grotto. Bethany fell dazed, but far from out of the fight. Lisette desperately massaged her own aching womanhood and willed the pain to stop.


Meanwhile I threw my own right/left combo to Belinda's jaw, snapping her head back and forth before powerpunched with the heel of my right palm, between her generous breasts. She flew, smashing against a giant boulder. She slid down the side and shook her head to clear it. Seizing a fist sized rock she swung, full power at the side of my head and I just barely was able to change density, to avoid the blow from crushing my head. The blow dazed me and I sprawled on my back. Kicking out my feet in a snap, my bare feet smashed into Belinda's knees, knocking them out from under her. Her forehead smashed down on my bent knee. I wrapped my powerful legs around Belinda's neck in a super figure 4. Not standing on ceremony, I delivered steel cracking blows to her head as my legs crushed the sides of her neck. Belinda realized that the circulation to her brain was being cut off. If she did not escape my hold, the sleeper hold would knock her out if the punches didn't. This plan was backfiring on the sisters.


Lisette still aching flipped over, slamming the heel of her foot to the back of Bethany's head as the beautiful killer tried to stand. The crushing blow landed with a thud. As it did, Bethany threw her left foot out behind her in a back kick which careened off Lisette's jaw. Lisette saw stars as she crashed on her back. Bethany fell flat on her breasts and face, her ass sticking up awkwardly, the world spinning wozzily, her brain telling her to escape. Both she and Lisette staggered to their unsteady feet.


Belinda groggy from the punches and the punishing sleeper she drew on her fantastic genetic enhanced energy and strength and partially rallied. Strainning every fiber of her being, she wrenched her head free from my iron figure 4 hold, flipping me over. Belinda swayed and staggered as she tried to stand and run. Her equilibrium ruined she fell to one knee and fought to stay up. I grabbed her long light brown hair.


Both Lisette and Bethany struggled to stay conscious. Lisette dove deep into her own ki, willing herself awake and slammed Bethany with a looping left that drove the stunned assassin staggering towards me. Grabbing a hank of bethany's beautiful dirty blond hair, I violently jerked their heads together with a loud CRACK! The Blues sisters loudly grunted and groaned as their head smashed together. Hauling my loose limbed assailents head apart by their hair, I again brought their heads together witha loud CRACK!. Falling to their knees, their super gentically enhanced energy and power spent,their eyes rolling around in their heads, only low moans and groans oozed from their slack jaws. One last time I slammed the sisters heads together with a CRACK, before letting their limp bodies flop on their backs, knocked out cold (*See picture). These beautiful trouble makers would not be getting up any time soon. Lisette staggered up to me, "Who. . . sent. . . themmm" before she passed out, falling into my arms. Hoisting her luscious body over my powerful shoulder. Started walking to the infirmery. Reaching back patting her tight smooth ass, a little TLC and Lisette would be back on her feet. But my lovely bodyguard posed a pertinent questione. Sombody sent the Blues sisters to kill me. The needle would undoubtably be poisoned. Somebody with a lot of power wanted me dead. Calling for some guards to secure my newly aquired prisoners, I would find out who the person or person were who paid for the hit. It would be the worst decision they ever made.


What should I do with the Blues Sisters


Kill them.
3
Make them my sexual slaves and playthings.
10
Tame them, brain-wash them and send them back to kill my secret enemy.
1
Let them go, they are just tools.
3

Superior Girl, Just Before Lights Out!


One delightful benefit of fighting many superheroines is that despite giving them titanic beatings or delivering awesome damage from doomsday weapons or fooling them into cataclysmic traps, they hardly ever show damage. While I revel in defeating highly talented "human" heroines, like Batgirl, Black Canary, or Zantana, who fold like card tables when hit behind the ear by a well delivered blackjack blow, I am thrilled beyond joy when dropping a 9 story building on a weakened superheroine which, except for knocking her out cold and perhaps destroying her costume (assuming it was made with "earthly" materials), leaves her without cut, bruise or blemish. As a practitioner of non-lethal subdue, seduce, defeat and capture techniques (ANY dope can kill a superheroine), it is so refreshing to lash out without restaint at a superheroine whose ego is as big as her bust and whose self righteous blather is as long as her sculpted legs, knowing you will just shut her up of a few hours by putting her baby blue lights out.
A prime example is my recent (July, actually) capture of Superior Girl. Fairly inexperienced she is a top level superheroine with super strength, flight capabilities, heat vision and she is virtually invulnerable. She can be physically defeated by several different alien beings, but they either exist in different dimentions or on far distant planets. Her only weakness on Earth (non-public information) is rare Argon gas. Her weakness is proportionate to the percent of Argon in the air. In light concentrations, she would feel sick and weak, her powers undependable while a pure Argon gas atmosphere would knock her out cold and leave her completely helpless. The gas seems to stun the sections of her brain that control strength, speed, coordination and vision for a day or two, depending on length of exposure.


Being a severely self repressed personality and in total denial of her own considerable beauty and sexual appeal, she is also extremely vulnerable to various seduction techniques. These seduction techniques do not weaken her but she is more likely to do something stupid when she is sensually aroused.


Superior Girl, working in her secret identity as stodgy, librarian, Heidi von Tilden met a visiting nuclear reseacher, handsome Dr. Simon Needs (lil ole me). After a planned, clumsy approach and her initial suspicious reaction, innocent Heidi is thoroughly seduced by honeyed words, skilled caresses and some torrid romps through the references. Subtly, without raising her suspiscions, I increased my energy intensities and sensual seduction to JUST titilate a super powered being. Soon I could tell that not only was Heidi von Tilden seduced but Superior Girl as well. The superheroine in her was losing control as occassional barely controled crushing leg scissor, while my long, wet tongue caressed and teased the moist velvet female cleft between her shapely thighs or her embraces that surpassed normal human female power, were accompanied by a red cheeked, mumbled apology. She finally stammered she had something very important to tell me. I told her to wait till the following evening and tell me when we were up in my luxurious cabin on the shores of Penobscott Bay in Maine.


As we lay on the pillowed floor before a cozy lit fireplace, fine chilled champagne bottles lay emptied. Heidi took a deep breath and stumbled to her feet. "Simon, I have to tell you something. I'm not who you think I am." she said, slowly and carefully forming her words. "What are you talking about?" I asked getting to my feet and feinting ignorance. Her form phazed out and seconds lated phazed back a very recognizable bikini clung tightly to her phenomenal and powerful body. Her blonde hair, normally in a tight bun hung beautiful and loose over her shoulders, her thick glasses gone. "I am Superior Girl." My eyes grew wide in mock surprise. Before she could say a word more I crossed to the bedroom and mumbled, " Well, I suppose you should know I have a surprise for you too." With that I smiled at her, entered the bedroom and closed the door. Sighing deeply in relief, Superior Girl crossed to the door and knocked. "Simon, where is my surprise?" she asked coyly, rubbing the inside of her smooth, tanned thigh up the edge of the polished door frame. "Come and get it, baby.", I answered my voice husky and thick with erotic promise.


Throwing the door open and stepping in. Except for the luxurious bed and furniture, the room is empty. I am nowhere to be seen. A quiet hiss is heard. Suddenly Superior Girl reels as her whole body is slammmed by massive pain and impact. She drunkenly staggers, her head rolling loosely, disoriented, her blue eyes rolling unfocused. The blonde bombshell groans loud and long till her voice is a strangled whisper. "Argon, ooooh who are you?" as she collapses weakly on the bed. My sensors indicate 85 % Argon saturation in the air. The bed drops down in free fall 200 feet. The stainless steel room the bed and Superior Girl drop into is crowded with heavy equipment. Three heavy, robotic 24 ton pneumatic hammers slam down in sequence, pulverizing the stricken Superior Girl and reducing the bed to tiny splinters. Pure instinct drives the superheroine to lurch up lashing out with her last bit of strength, her powerful legs kicking and trashing two of the massive hammers, two powerful punches caves in the remaining hammer, destroying it. Barely able to stand Superior Girl is caught full body by a rocketing column of solid super heavy carbo-tanium which slammed the almost helpless superheroine into and through the stainless steel wall.


Power sensors indicated that Superior Girl who lay out streached on the cold steel floor had only 5% of her original Superior power. Minutes passed as the almost KOed superheroine slowly, painfully staggered to her high heeled feet. She was totally unaware of the my powerful and sexy bodyguard, Lisette behind her, a black spandex body suit and tights emphasizing her every luscious curve. Lisette would "play" with Superior Girl later, but it was time for business. Lashing out with a super powerful kick, The bare foot of the Asian beauty landed with boulder cracking power between the near finished bikinied superheroine sending her screaming in pain as she soared in the air, without the flying capability. Landing with a crash at my feet, her head rolled side to side, her powerful and sensuous legs trying in vain to get her to rise to the battle. I looked down at the beaten, spreadeagle superheroine, amazed. She still looked perfect. Not a cut, scratch, bruise or a single drop of blood. She looked like she was recovering from a heavy sexual adventure rather than a beating that would have killed a lesser being. I felt a surge of joy.
Looking at the power sensors indicators, her energy was at 2%. Gallantly helping her to her feet. I lightly tapped her on her soft lightly rouged cheek till she could focus on me with vacant, dazed eyes. Her hands unconsciously massaged her aching groin. " Superior Girl," I whispered in her ear. "I am Dr. Simon Desire and you are my prisoner." With that, her eyes, still totally dazed, widened in recognition. Every muscle in her awesome body tensed in a futile attempt to fight me. Quadrupling my muscular density, I hit Superior Girl with every vestige of power I had; a right hook that would have been worth of the most powerful superhero. Superior Girl slammed through the steel wall and demolished the already inoperable robotic hammers.


Entering the room the super powered bikinied beauty lay unmoving amidst the wreakage of the bed and the robots. Power sensors read her output as 0% active power, vital power at 100%, alive, but knocked out cold. My bare toes lightly kicked the moist camel toe between her perfect thighs. She did not budge. She was out cold. Reaching down to grab her wrist, I slung her limp but gorgeous body over my powerful shoulder and headed for the dungeon. I could have let a lackey do this menial task, but this one I would enjoy.


What would you do with Superior Girl?


Sell her to the highest bidder
0
Keep her as a sex slave.
3
Let her go. She's a good egg.
1
Humiliate her further with beatings.
4
Test all her powers for future weapons.
2
Try to bring her over to the Dark Side.
2

Lisette Knocks Wonder Woman Into the Arms of Morpheus


Recently, I have had to be sure a number of people were telling me the truth, without resorting to physically "persuasive" means. Kidnapped scientists were designing a miniature super solar accelerator and spectrum manipulator. Several superheroines had information regarding relics and devices they were protecting as well as their sources of weakness which I wanted. Finally a number of fellow villains and supervillains involved in some of my more sensitive operations had been acting suspiciously (There really is no honor among theives, and politicians. But I repeat myself.) . What better way to assure the honesty of suspect, uncooperative and hostile subjects than use a Lasso of the Amazons on them. I needed to get Wonder Woman's lasso.


My faithful bodyguard, Liesette set out to waylay the powerful Amazon. Using news headlines reporting on her heroic affairs, my beautiful Lisette tracked her to Washington D.C. She was to be the guest of honor at a charity ball in Silver Springs. That night, disguised as a school girl, Lisette tricked a gang of young thugs, hanging outside of the charity ball into attacking her and dragging her into a closed down gym. Her white blouse barely contained her large firm breasts, her nipples standing erect against the taut cotton material. Her long, tanned legs, powerful but smooth and sheathed in white hose were shown off by the short plaid skirt which also teasingly displayed her firm round buttocks, as the thugs punched, kicked and dragged her screaming up the shared alley and into the dark gym.


Hearing Lisette's well acted cries for help, Wonder Woman did what superheroines always do. Dashing into the dark gym, two of the thugs shot at her with street bought 38s. Easily deflecting the shots with her bracelets and disarming the two charged her from the back with switchblades. As Wonder Woman fought, Lisette, laying at the heroine's feet, snapped a small orange ampule which sent a tiny puff of sweet smoke into the air, mild pheremone spores. Breathing deeply as she threw light punches at the big, strong goons, knocking 4 of them out. A fifth which held a knife to Lisette's throat thought better about the gang's carnal plans and bolted through the door and ran down the alley, only to have Wonder Woman's flying tiara crash into the back of his skull. Out went his lights as he skidded to a halt on his chest. The tiara flew back to the amazing Amazon's hand, the mysterious Amazonian metal humming as it flew.


Lisette lay speadeagle, her legs wide apart, her arms spread like the letter T. Her eyes closed she moaned and undulated as if in pain or sensual excitement. "Are you alright Miss?" she asked. The sweet smell in the air was subtle. OOHHHHHHhhh!! moaned Lisette arching her back and rolling her head. Dazed the mighty superheroine's attention was rivited to Lisette's hosed, perfect feet, her shapely thighs, pink satin pantied waist and groin, perfect big, firm breasts and breath takingly beautiful, Chinese face. Fighting incredible, erotic thoughts she had never had about a woman before, Wonder Woman knelt at Lisette's side and sliding her left arm behind her back the helped the curvaceous "victim" sit up. A warm feeling ignited between the Amazon's thighs, her breasts and nipples tingled and her head swam a little. "I think I'm just shook up," Lisette moaned, "could you help me stand?" Taking Lisette 's hands, Wonder Woman helped her up to her feet. Swaying unsteadily, Lisette collaped into the beautiful superheroine's arms, her own arms wrapped around the slender waist and power belt. Lisette's bountiful, firm breasts mashed against the Amazon's own astounding tits. Lisette's head and face rested in the hollow of Wonder Woman's neck and shoulder, her moist lips caressing the sensitive skin at the juncture. The sweet, seductive smell and alien feelings taking hold and distracting the superheroine, she did not even feel her power belt and lasso drop away from her waist. The first indication that something was amiss was a crushing, sickeningly painful feeling as Lisette's right forearm crashed between her target's shapely thighs. Having lost her Amazon powers without her power belt it was childs play for Lisette to beat the noble superheroine senseless, till she lay knocked out cold, bootless and stretched out helplessly (*see picture). Target host neutralized, target secured. Now what would YOU do if you were Lisette?


What would you do now that Wonder Woman is totally helpless.


I would take the lasso and head back to Dr. Desire.
0
I would take the lasso, tiara and power belt back to Dr. Desire.
1
I would sling Wonder Woman over my shoulder and take the bitch back to Dr. D.
4
I would take advantage of a KOed superheroine and have FUN!!!
8
I would take the lasso, strip and tie up up WW and leave her for the boys in the gym to find.
6
Something else - please describe
0

To all young aspiring villains, super villains and wrestling heels, have you ever fought some goody goody who simple never showed a weak angle, or made a stategic mistake or were just to damn strong and were generally kicking the snot out of you. Forget the kryptonite or trying to execute the Cambodian Flying Pinkie Slam. Just haul off and blast your, I-just -fight-clean opponent in their privates. For those who are more interested in results than diabolically complex traps, plots, weapons, fighting stategies or vexing personal relationships, a kick or punch in the gazooch, puts YOU in the driver's seat. For those of you Baddies (and I know you're out there) who are, frankly, more brawn than brain, a punt in the cunt, levels the intellectual difficencies. It gives you respect, despite your antongonist's inability to communicate it, at the time. Why they would shake your hand, if they could pry their hands from their own crotch. Ok, well maybe NOT, but who CARES what they think. The Low Blow not only stops the Heroine cold in her tracks but she then presents you with a PLETHORA of luscious, prime targets from which to choose. For a Heel wrestler or Grappler a Low Blow is an excellent set up for: a chin kick or punch, DDT, Piledriver, Power Bomb, Suplex, Sleeper or a dozen other devastating moves. For the Villain or Super Villain an incapacited Heroine or Superheroine is either stew for the pot or an excellent opportunity to escape. More often than not, her doom is now in your greedy hands. Besides Low Blows are a pinnacle weapon of the VILLIAN. It's EEEVIIILLL !! (pinkie to the corner of my mouth). It takes all the nice, clean, honest, honorable, polite moves and actions of the Face or the Heroine and chucks them in the garbage.


The picture above is the superheroine Princess Pure (yes, she is real royalty AND a Superheroine). Not to belabor you all with a lengthy battle description. A very physically powerful bitch, she also has a power gaze. She was pretty much kicking me all over the hideout when Lisette momentarily distracted the Blonde Bombshell which allowed me the opportunity to give her a violent crotch massage with my right boot. You can see the immediate results. After a few easily executed Superheroine Busters, the Princess Hoity-Toity was laid out in her tights. The Princess is now tied up with carbo-tanium rope: legs spread WIDE with a crotch control rope, wrists and elbows, tied behind her back to a carbo-tanium wall, ball gag, nipple clips and carbo-chains. Pictures are being distributed to her father, the King, his government and the press. All thanks to a LOW BLOW who made this regal bow to ME.


Look at the picture, how would you deal with Princess Pure?


I'd give her a massive uppercut and put out her lights.
4
I'd go for those now vulnerable breasts. I'd make her SCREAM!
8
PILEDRIVE her!!!!! Send her to beddy-bye!!!
6
Slap a Power Sleeper on her. Nighty Night Princess!!
1
Villains Choice - PLEASE be creative!
3

A Father's Day Gift Dad Would LOVE! Uh, don't tell Mom.


Fathers Day is coming. Not another tie!? With the help of Dr. Desire, get your father a Fathers Day gift he'll never forget; A SUPER HEROINE OF HIS VERY OWN (for the day) ! This June 15, forget making him breakfast, surprise your dear ole dad with an early morning delivery of his own curvaceous, buxom, long limb-ed and completely pliant super-heroine. Dr. Desire can provide you with HUGE variety of well-known and beautiful superheroines from this and other dimentions.

You can choose between super-heroines that are, knocked out cold, tamed, drugged or hypnotized. Also select hair color, bust, waist, hip measurements and butt and breast firmness. ALL super-heroines are above the age of 18, the universal consenting age (though none of these superbabes have consented.) Superheroines come clad or unclad, bound or unbound. "Toys" are available for an additional fee.
Why get dad a hot water bottle to warm up his bed when you can have our friendly, smiling deliveryboy, Milo deliver the lovely, American Avenger (* see picture) who flew head first into a Dr. Desire Tachnyon Stun Cannon blast. Just tie a ribbon around her ass, slip a loving Fathers Day Card between her smooth and firm cheeks and watch the smile on your dad's face tell you that he knows you love him.
Contact Dr. Desire on this Yahoo 360 page with your order and give YOUR dad the gift that tells him you think he's SUPER.


What superheroine would your dad love to have on Fathers Day?


a super powered superheroine (Supergirl, Wonder Woman, She Hulk, etc.)
5
a non-super powered heroine (Batgirl, Black Canary, Black Widow)
3
an elemental or paranormal powered heroine (Zantana, Namora, Light Lass
0
a local Yahoo 360 superheroine (Sabine, Ricocchet, Jade)
3
WHOEVER YOU PICK, LEAVE A COMMENT NAMING HER. THANKS!
1

The Ultimate Superheroine Capture Devise Super Test


Don't you love it when you can use the strength and power of an opponent against them. The Dr. Desire ORGASMA-DOT was recently successfully used against the namesake for all SUPERheroines, Supergirl.


The Girl of Steel tried to quietly infiltrate my lab/hideout on an island off Cape May, New Jersey, a large 30 room, Victorian mansion and lighthouse. Her intelligence sources told her Lisette and I would be at the facility and that I have developed and installed defences to be used specifically against her and her muscle bound cousin. Knowing that the air and land space around the mansion was crisscrossed by thousands of micro-sensors and spectral probes for miles, Kara cleverly decided a quiet approach by sea would be free of sensors and she could catch me completely by surprise.


Wearing a new almost capeless outfit, for extended swimming, The bright red and blue muted by white tight top and white bikini bottoms, Kara plunged into the cold Atlantic and diving deep, began swimming west towards my lair. As she swam slowly towards my base (On the way to Cape May), Supergirl hugged the sandy ocean bottom, her super hearing picking up my sonar and rightly assuming that my guards would think her curvy form to be one of the bottlenosed dolphins that swim around the island. As she approached the silcone-carbo-tanium dome of the submerged laboratory section of my base, still completely undetected she was joined by four friendly, playful dolphins who swam with her, matching her speed. Enjoying the antics of these clowns of the sea and feeling their presence would further hide her approach, the Supergoof did not notice the almost transparent thin harness attatched to the upper section of their protruding muzzle. A small dot resting on the very tip.


As she hid behind a deeply submerged sandbar, deciding her next move, one of the smaller dolphins that played around her, nuzzled her upper arm. Smiling, she saw a dark dot, the size of a quarter resting on her. Her smile vanished as she became aware of potential peril. Supergirls eyes suddenly widened and a large bubble of air erupted out of her mouth as another dolphin, gliding in from behind, slid its long smooth muzzle between the cheeks of her round firm ass. Turning her head as the offending dolphin who had goosed her swam off, she hardly noticed the dolphin that swimming directly at her tagged her between her opened legs, squarely on her vulnerable crotch.


The breath was knocked out of Supergirl as her body was whipped into an almost instantaneous super orgasm, immediately followed by a second and a third. Nonstop orgasms seized and possessed Kara. Her hands grabbing at her groin, the orgasms increased in speed and power, wiping any thought or strategy of escape. Her spinning, thrashing body destroyed the sandbar, setting off the sonar alarms. Lisette and I watched as the Girl of Steel melted, defeated as water and super orgasms took their toll. Drifting limply, shaking with the spasms of unending orgasms, Supergirl was dragged and pushed into the airlock by the four dolphins who then went off to get their mackrel reward for a job well done.


As the water drained from the airlock, I pulled the groggy and helpless Superslut by her short cape. She lay spread eagle on the floor, panting, groaning, sighing and heaving as all her neural endings convulsed, peaked without respite. The rapid fire massive orgasms finally knocked out cold, the krytonian heroine whose every muscle tensed one last time and finally allowed her the sanctuary of unconsciousness.


I have the means to keep Supergirl captive, subdued and even seduced but what can I do with Supergirl?


What would you do if you had Supergirl captive?


Kill her
2
Let her go. Erase her memory.
0
Sexually tame her.
11
Brainwash her and use her as a weapon.
2
Other - be creative and comment.
0

What Did You Do To KO the Champ?


Congratulations!!! You fought and defeated all the game opponents: Barb the Bully, Pam the Puncher, Slugger Sue, KO Kate, and finally Terror Terri. Then you were up against Vivian, the Champ. Surprisingly you knocked her out cold 23 seconds into the second round!! What did you do to KO the Champ?


What did you do to KO the Champ?


I cheated and got the code for an instant KO.
1
I worked wearing down her body then a powerful uppercut knocked her silly.
1
I blasted her with lots of head jabs till she was woozy then a right cross put her in Lala Land.
0
I seduced her before the fight and wore her down with lots of bed-play so she had no energy.
4
Other - be creative and comment.
1

I have always thought the batmobile was a very sharp looking vehicel, as well as being very utilitarian (the only thing it does not do is open beer bottles). The one thing it lacks is a great looking hood ornament. Lisette and I have rectified that problem (temporarily).


In THIS particular dimension, Gotham City's Bat-Companion, is a rather delicious looking red head (one of my four favorite hair colorings). She has a torrid secret (so she thinks) relationship with Supergirl (still a sizzling blonde, with a balcony I could do Shakespere off of.). As Lisette and I had some small but nefarious business in this dimension, I decided to have a little fun with our little Robin Big Breasts. Lisette, created the perfect illusion that I was Supergirl, in all her curvaceous glory. In this dimension Supergirl wears a similar costume as her male cousin, only the trunks covering her thin blue tights are high cut up to her hip. Lovely Robin was standing guard over the Batmobile as the Caped Crusader was chatting socially with Commissioner Gordon (also an attractive woman). Calling out teasingly to the buxom Girl Wonder in Supergirl's voice from a nearby alley, I poked my head from behind the wooden fence and crooked my finger, inviting my prey to join me . Coquettishly turning her back to me, I whispered her name and as she peered over her shoulder, I stepped into her sight line. I ran my hands over my large, firm, phantom breasts, manipulating the nonexistent nipples till they stood out, hard and erect. Throwing my head back, eyes closed, tossing my phantom long, gorgeous blonde hair and groaning so my equally gorgeous prey spun and leered at me. I now had Robin's full and undivided attention. Winking at her and mouthing the words, "Come love me", I ran my wet tongue over full, soft lips and rode my hands which were cupping the large, perfect, Supergirl breasts, down my flat belly and slender waist, down my shapely, strong thighs, massaging them. Then I slid my hands up to the cleft between my strong feminine thighs and using my index and middle finger, I gently rubbed my pseudo-pussy and slowly circling my nonexistent clit, moaning for Robin.


Looking around for any witnesses or onlookers and not seeing any the voluptuous young crimefighter dashed into the alley and threw herself into my arms, kissing me passionately, her active tongue sliding between my lips. She kissed chewed and nipped at my upper and lower lips, sighing deeply as my fingers slid over her moist spandex covered pussy. Her hand reached down to reciprocate when Lisette decided to end the charade. Her hand reached down to finger and cup, what she thought was a dewy, hot and perfect pussy. The look on her face when she tenderly gripped my long, thick, rock hard cock was worth a load of diamonds or several tons of U235. Lisette, standing behind Robin, delivered a moderately strong karate chop, just behind her right ear and under her jawline, which dazed her, leaving her swaying groggily and almost completely helpless. We took turns "playing" with our toy. Striking her with moderately powerful punches to her strong abdominals and then standing her up with uppercuts and crosses, till she was truely out on her feet. Lisette delivered the coup de gras. She took Robin's near senseless head and planted a long, slow, hot and wet kiss on Robin, who has fallen to Lisette before. Even almost completely unconscious Robin kissed her back. Lisette slammed two iron hard edges of her hands against the sides of the Girl Wonder's neck, in twin karate chops. With a final grunt and sigh, she slid down Lisette's gorgeous body to lay knocked out cold at our feet.
Now the Batmobile has a real eye catching hood ornament. Don't you think?


Do you like the new Batmobile hood ornament?


Yes. It adds a feminine look to the Batmobile
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No. Black Canary or Black Widow would look better.
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I'll get you Dr. Desire!! You can't do that to a Superheroine!!
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Comment ; ^)
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A KO Moment (Maybe?)


A darn hard fight! You and the champ have been going 5 rounds and it has been a masterpiece display of physical combat. Jabs and telling strategic blows have worn you both down. She has been working your body, hitting you with long range, heavy leather and you are ready to drop. You have been throwing strong rights, blasting away at her ribs and big breasts, only occassionaly aiming at that gorgeous face of her's. Your whole fight strategy has been built on what you do next, hopefully the punch that ends the fight or at least turns it around.
You feint with a powerful looking right to her large, well formed left breast. She goes for the bait, lifting her right glove and shifting her attention to guard the left side of her body. Shifting your weight suddenly you throw all your remaining power into a left cross which lands with a soul satisfying THUD on the right side of her lovely chin. You follow through, praying that single punch with be gold and lay the champ out. Looking at the picture, the punch. . . . . . .
The punch. . . . .


She took it like a Champ, shook it off and went on to beat you.
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She went down, kissig canvass. After a slow 10 count, she's still dead to the world.
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Underworld Friends!! Are super powerful heroines making your life hell? Do they have powers that dwarf your defences or keep them well beyond your abilities to defeat and capture them?
Well, NO MORE!!!


Introducing the Dr. S. Desire, ORGASMA-DOT , the most powerful superheroine busting weapon in a supercriminal arsenal.


Just slap the Orgasma-Dot between any superheroine's shapely thighs (the closer to the clitoris, the better) and watch the fireworks. Instantaneous and rapid fire, major orgasms will rattle the sanctimonius do-gooder. These brain scrambling, body shaking orgasms will hit her with the speed and the power of a Tachnyon Gatling Cannon, nonstop, until she is helpless, knocked out cold.The Orgasma-Dot can be used on superheroines from those only slightly above human abilities to the most powerful tanks in the business.


The product has been tested on dozens of superheroines of varying power levels and abilities. A picture of the acid test is shown above.


The Ice Queen, a powerful, bitter, asexual superheroine was lured out to test the Orgasma-Dot. She is physically stronger than most superheroines and has the elemental power controling ice and cold on a planetary level. She is also mentally conditioned to be sexually frigid and completely non-emotional if not hostile, especially to the criminal element.
Dr. Desire fought the Ice Queen to a standstill until he slid the self-sticking Orgasma-Dot on the tight spandex directly over her clit. The AI of the device sensed the chemical and hormonal change of it's position and began to engage. The Ice Queen screamed as her body was forced to explode in red hot orgasms faster than a strobe. Rendered instantly helpless the assaulted superheroine's eyes rolled, her eylids fluttered as she screamed, moaned, groaned and feebly tried to resist the crushing lust attack. Every muscle in her body was tensed and shook as wave after wave of orgasmic extasy took control of the Ice Queen's body and mind. Fresh orgasms shaking her before the last had a chance to subside. To save her mind and nervous system, the Ice Queen's brain closed down with a snap. One long sigh, her eyes rolled up in her head and her tongue hanging out, she gasped and panted for breath, defeated and completely dominated physically and sexually, the gorgeous superheroine fell flat on her back, spread eagled and knocked out cold. The Orgasma-Dot successfully brought down the toughest target. (The Ice Queen, after waking up two days later, has since become an ally and bed buddy of Dr. Desire.)
This premium weapon is avalable at a premium price. (additional shipping cost if purchased outside the United States.).


To knockout YOUR favorite superheroine and leave a smile on her senseless face, contact Dr. Desire and buy the ORGASMA-DOT.


The Orgasma-Dot can be best used. . .


Before a fight, to weaken a superbabe.
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After physically weakening a superbabe in a fight.
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Giving it to a superfriend as a gift - Happy Valentine's Day
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KOing Super(ish) Girl


This superheroine (a Super(ish) Girl) tried to capture Lisette and me. She had an initial success by catching Lisette by surprise and knocking her out. Castle sensors indicated she is not the Supergirl but a very powerful, non-kryptonite vulnerable but definately assault vulnerable superheroine. She has flying, heat vision and hyper speed. She also has a super libido and dynamic brain scanning indicated a weakness in that area. Powerful physical attacks alternating with intense sexual stimulation seemed an ideal way of subduing this kryptonian wannabe.
Thinking that Lisette was out cold and would not cause her any problems for several hours, she continued her search for me without tying up my bodyguard. Waking up and feeling "frisky" (Lisette really get the hots for superheroines who challenge her) she quickly traveled to our secure section and we planned our strategy.


Meanwhile Ms. Super(ish) Girl was trashing a dozen of my rooms and a dozen of my guards when Lisette and I hit her super hard. In a short time we were wearing this Super Bitch down. She would be reeling from powerful and effective iron hard punches, boulder-busting kicks, bone shattering throws and granite grinding holds and then her tits, pussy, thighs, feet, neck, ears, arms and lips would be assualted by mind melting caresses, licks, teases,and kisses. Her incredible libido confused her and weakened her fighting will. The massive and intense pain/pleasure assualt wore this powerful blonde beauty down. Multiple orgasms and dynamite powered blows and holds, eventually left this busty, leggy and very sexy Super Miss standing but groggy and helpless. She was on the edge of either cumming and having one last titanic orgasm and passing out or just toppling over on her large and perfect tits, knocked out cold.
She stood before us, trying not to look as beaten and groggy as she really was. Her broad shoulders were hunched, her legs were spread wide and her hips were thrust forward, in an attempt to keep from falling down. Her curvy body was swaying and her head rolled and bobbed from pain and exhaustion. Her lips, tits and clit were swollen with sexual excitment and tension. A long moan escaped unbidden from her moist and swollen lips. She did not know if she wanted to beat us or fuck us. Probably both. The feeling was mutual.


But business before pleasure Lisette and I each grabbed one of her limp hands. We both launched side kicks which exploded deep in Super Sexy's belly. With a loud "WWHHHHUUUUUUUUFFFF!!!" our Super visitor bend in half. Looping our arms across her back, we each grabbed her costume where it cut up high on her shapely thigh and hauled her up, inverted and ready for a double teaming, super piledriver. Leaping up and them powering down with all our combined might. Her costume tore where I held it due to the incredible force of the wrestling move. She may not be Supergirl, but her head is super hard. Blasting a foot deep crater in the rock floor with her head. She grunted loudly from the concussion and then her full and strong arms went limp. Her shapely thighs tensed, muscled standing out as she was speared into the rock floor, then they relaxed and parted wide to the sides. Her cum wet pussy and erect clit stood erect from the tight spandex, her camel toe showing her continued sexual arousal. The nipples on her magnificent tits were the only other body parts standing up and erect. Super(ish) Girl was KOed into next week.


Transfixed for a few moments, her lovely head resting in a hole of a thick granite slab. My hand lightly ran down the inside of her thigh and massaged the wet cameltoe of her pussy. I heard a quiet moan from in the hole. Falling flat, her round tits, flat stomach, and shapely thighs slapped against the hard floor and she lay still. She lay motionless when I lightly kicked her between her parted thighs. She was really out cold. Unlike our unwise Super Victim, we have secured her with carbotanium cords (fur covered, of course) and a ball gag.
We still don't know her name. We just call her we just call her what we love to use her for, Super Lollipop.


How would you have handled Super Lollipop?


Just the way you did, Dr. Desire
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I would have just used sex to wear her down to a frazzle.
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I would have just used physical attacks and beat the shit out of her.
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Here is my own special strategy. . . . . PLEASE COMMENT
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KOing a Buxom Speedster


Speed Girl is much faster than Lisette or me, as her name would indicate. She is also young and has spent all her time building up her running speed to well past the speed of sound. So chasing us down a long abandoned mine tunnel leading to one of my western hideouts would seem to be a recipe for defeat. It would have been the end of the line (not really) for my lovely bodyguard and I, except for brilliant planning and excellent housekeeping on my part. Like a white and blue blur, rer buxom, form was rocketing down the tunnel that I and my more buxom bodyguard had raced down just minutes before. Seeing us standing several hundred yards in front of her looking shocked and surprised, Speed Girl decided to used her Tornado Twist manuver, racing close by and around us several hundred times in a second or two, spinning us around like tops, leaving us disoriented, dizzy and helpless, ripe to be captured by the anxious, rookie superheroine. What she did not notice was our footsteps went around an narrow opening into a side alcove. What she was seeing was a our posed reflection in a highly polished, floor to ceiling, angled, glass covered, 3 inch thick steel plate. The resulting CLAAAAANGGGG!!!!! was absolutely soul satisfying. Speed Girl's beautiful face was flat against the now dented heavy metal plate. Her round and perfect breasts were amazingly flattened against the metal, balooning out the sides. Her gorgeous, white french cut leotrad clad body was slapped flat against the highly reflective surface, almost like she was making love to the cold, hard plate. Her face, chest, slender belly, hips, groin, shapely thighs and blue booted legs were stopped dead cold against the ungiving metal. She was even lightly groaning. She made her mark, badly denting the battleship quality plate, but the plate won. Knocked out cold, the sexy superheroine peeled off the offending plate and fell outstretched and spread eagle, to crash flat on her back. *See picture. After taking a few capture shots of the limp superheroine, I slung the unconscious Speed Girl over my shoulder and took her into our own dungeon where she is now tied up securely waiting to be sold or rescued (it'll never happen). If she survives this she should know that it's not speed that wins the day, it's control.


What should I do with Speed Girl?


Use her for bait for other superheroines?
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Use her as a sex toy and then ditch her?
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Hold her for ransom?
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Do all three?
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Another devious and evil option - Please comment
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Slepper KO - Real Satisfaction











As a wrestler or a Super Criminal, I have always loved putting a perky, sultry, steamy, over confident or determined opponent to sleep using a classic sleeper. The true sleeper (not a choke out) is a relatively painless hold. The carotid arteries are pinched off or traumatized (in the case of heavy karate chops to the sides of the neck) to limit or eliminate blood flow to the brain for a short time. Whole body weakening, loss of physical and mental coordination, ironically a raise in libido and often orgasm in some fighters (so I've been told) and the loss of consciousness follows. It can be applied in the classic neck lock, head pull as well as manually pinching the arteries of a suitably weakened opponent. Using it in conjunction with a prone opponent in a camel clutch type of hold is devestating. Opponents with large breasts can be especially tormented before they are induced into the sweet sleep. A powerful Figure 4 head/neck lock, putting preasure on the sides of a hapless opponent, is also a sweet lullaby to an opponent.

Sleeper holds can be adjusted by a powerful fighter to knock out an opponent in under 15 second to a long drawn out KO, playing with a weak, groggy, disoriented opponent until their useless and weaking attempts to escape fade and end, along with their consciensness.

Superheroines can also be taken out by a super criminal using a sleeper, if the superheroine is made "normal" by stealing a power belt or jewel or exposure to a very specific poison or weakening agent. Or an over powered super heroine can be muscled to a sleepy defeat in a sleeper by a superior evil power, like me.
I have fallen victim to the sleeper as well and this is the only time a villain like me will say "Tis better to give than recieve".

Depending on the agreement you have with your online partner/opponent, a sleeper can mean a simple fighting victory over a worthy opponent or a strategy which lays the unresisting charms of an opponent open to to gluttonous, sensual feast. The slow and sensual KO can be part of the sexual play.

In any case, the sleeper is a wonderful weapon that gives great satisfaction to this fighting super criminal (and his luscious bodyguard.).

The sleeper move I enjoy best is

The classic Sleeper - neck lock, pulling on the opponent's head.
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Camel Clutch Sleeper
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Dragon Sleeper
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Figure 4 head/neck lock Sleeper - using your legs
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Grapevine Sleeper
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Another technique -Please comment
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Consolidated Piledriver - The Jackhammer


How do you take a dangerous, and very effective wrestling manuver and make it MORE dangerous and effective. Adding the upper body strength of the executing fighter and the unwilling leg strength of the victim, added to general gravity and the potential kinetic engery of the drop or jump, administering this devastating manuver and you increase the KO power of a piledriver into the guaranteed lullaby of a Jackhammer. The added humiliation of parading the exposed crotch of a doomed victim, adds to the delight of the crowd, the soon-to-be- victor and the mortification of the soon-to-be knocked out cold victim. If the bout is also a sex fight, the open access to the victim's privates invites a stimulating preview before it's lights out and an than an exciting process of waking up the victim.


Will the wrestler in the picture survive a KO from the Jackhammer?


Yes, she is tough. She'll shake it off and go on to the attack.
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No, she is about to take a nap between her opponent's thighs.
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She will get to her feet. But she will be so totally groggy that she is out on her feet.
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Iron Woman Capture Testimonial 1 and 2





Some of you doubting Lex Luthors have harbored thoughts that the Dr. Desire Superheroine KO and Capture Kits and weapons product line are less than advertised. Here is a testimonial from a completely new, up and coming criminal who used one of my kits. The letter and photographs were lengthy so I broke them up into 5 entries. His beaming testimonial underscores our company policy, "The only good superheroine is a knocked out cold superheroine." Happy reading!



Dear Dr. Desire,
I am a new "super" criminal called The GEEK. Well, I think it's important to be honest with yourself. Anyway I got the Complete Mid-Level Superheroine Kit and I wanted to write this testimonial to tell you how it worked for me.
You know the kit includes; a two week use of one of your decoy hideouts, one of 5 different traps to choose from and a set up superheroine proof dungeon for my own hideout, complete with restraints.



I have a thing for electricity, so I picked the Dr. Desire Hyperion-Zeuz-4 Electro Wall Trap, self-calibrating and complete with carbo-tanium, intella-cords and carbo-tanium electrode spikes. It took a week to install, your follow the numbers instructions were invaluable.
I took a 3 lb marble and dusted it with Cesium 168, a radioactive material which is a waste product of atomic explosions. The powerful gamma rays would set off any detector, but not hurt anyone. I had it packaged in lead (a dead givaway) and delivered to the mayor of XXXXXX with a note saying that I had the power to spread chaos, destruction and pandimonium throughout the city if a billion dollars in unregistered gold bullion was not paid to me. I did NOT say I had a bomb but, you know politicians. Knowing that major metropolitan municipalities now check packages for radiation and that the idiots cannot tell the difference between Cesium or Plutonium, I delighted when my little package set off a wave of politically hyped hysterium and a plea for superpowered help.



The call was answered by the particularly scrumptious, and powerful superheroine, Iron Woman. She falls within the category listed in your manual, though in the highest echelon, as suseptible to the Hyperion-Zeus Trap. There was an asterik by her name and the letters "ft", which, at the time I did not understand, but later the meaning became clear. You may want to clarify that point.



Using your subtle tips and the supplied police information, Iron Woman soon tracked me to your decoy dungeon. Flying at an incredible speed, she blasted a hole through the secret entrance, two feet of reinforced steel being no obstruction to the busty super beauty. I could not breath, she stood, holding the Cesium marble in her hand looking for ME. My secret ceiling camera shows you her just after she broke. Her power Iron Mask hiding her secret identity and feeding her incredible amount of power, while protecting her perfect body. Punches from Supergirl or Wonder Woman would annoy her. Yet I was planning on putting her lights out and taking her as my helpless captive. So incredibly beautiful and in a short while she would be in MY POWER!!! I hoped. I began to perspire."

"Iron Woman spent about two hours investiging rooms, blasting down a few select walls and doors with her drop dead gorgeous body questioning, then knocking out, the two dozen Dr. Desire rent-a-thugs that were hired from a Presidential work grant (sorry, no more politics). They had no idea who I was or what was up. I just wish she would have stopped asking them "Who the hell is The GEEK?" I mean, Jeeze! I'm trying to make a name for myself. Anyway she finally knocked down the door to the "nerve center" where the Hyperion-Zeus-4 Electro Trap was installed, looking like a part of the wall, across from the huge desk. Her tight blue super-spandex French cut leotard stretched mightily as she stood before the desk, her fists resting on her hips, her big, firm breasts giving the super-spandex a run for it's money as they thrust forward. On cue, I pressed the lift button and the floor opened up and I rose from the floor,seated in the big, executive chair, behind the desk.



I just HATE it when they start laughing when they see me. Not just superheroines, ANY authority. My therapist says we'll deal with those feelings later.



She was laughing so hard that she leaned against the back wall. "YOU are threatening to create chaos and anarchy?!" she gasped, holding her shapely belly as she bent over in hysterics. Her beautiful beasts shaking in a very distracting manner. Her legs buckled, it was a pleasure to see her almost helpless. Almost helpless.



"Hell hath no fury, like a GEEK laughed at!", I paraphrased in a high tenor voice. With that I pressed button 1 or the 2 button remote. 1 labeled "Trap" and button 2 labeled "Superheroine Finisher" (such easy instructions!).



In a second, five thick grey carbo-tanium cords whipped out of the wall, lights flashed within the cords and along the wall outlining the trap. These intella-cords looked "fuzzy" and I noticed they were fur covered. Gosh, Dr. Desire, you think of EVERYTHING! In an instant the intella-cords wrapped themselves around each gorgeous limb and around Iron Womans waist and neck. Both above and below her large, firm and proud breasts. I heard a loud double TANG!! as two very shiny, short but heavy pointed cables drove into, attaching themselves to the heavy Iron Mask, around the area of the temples. Two seconds later, with lights flashing and micro-supercomputers analyzing her inviting body chemistry and neural output and response, the cords slid themselves to areas where Iron Woman would have the greatest strength, adjusting their tension and density. The Iron clad head on the playmate body did not even notice these additions as she looked around and she laughed a very short dismissive laugh and began to throw her massive power against the cords with the intent of breaking free and throttling my skinny neck. Her buxom body taut with extreme exhertion, her thighs spread and straining. Her amazing chest pressing against the intella-cords with super magnified power, her breasts looking superhuman in beauty. This was a moment of destiny for me. I was REALLY nervous if this trap of yours, Dr. Desire would fail. "

Iron Woman Capture Testimonial 3 and 4





Your fur covered, carbo-tanium intella-cable and electrode spikes are absolutly amazing! Iron Woman has been known to tear steel girders apart. Her shapely and very female build is completely deceiving as she has a bit more strength than Spiderman, but her blue, super spandex, french leotard covered slender arms, shoulders, and waist, as well as her white ultra-tights sheathed, lush thighs and shapely legs were held securely. Her supreme efforts to break her bonds were useless.


I stepped up to her and looked up into her eyes slits of her Iron mask, the source of her power ) she is about 10 inches taller than me. She gazed at me with defiant aloofness. I drooled over her big round breasts, areolas and nipples erect. She snarled at me with hatred, lunging at me as far as her contraints would allow her. Daring me to beat her, whip her, humiliate and torment her in any sadistic manner I would choose. She take it all with noble aplumb, she was a, superheroine. Then I looked intently at her feet, and she started trying to hide them behind her shapely and muscular calves. I looked at her and I could swear she was blushing behind her Iron mask. I smiled. "Not my feet, you fiend!!" she commanded, a note of fear most definately noticible.
What followed was four hours of tickle torture with a stiff turkey feather after removing her high heeled (why do they wear them?) boots. Running the feather up the bottoms of her soft feet and between her fully extended, ringed and painted toes. I tickeled her till she was totally breathless from laughing till she was shrieking and ready to pee, then following an intuitive guess, I massaged her feet, the balls, the sole, deeply. I lightly twisted and bent her toes. She moaned and groaned, ooohed and ahhhed and said she'd have my baby. She was hanging by her intella-cords, her eyes half open, her full lips parted as her mouth hung open. Then I'd go back to the tickle torture and then the foot massage and caressing. I slowing slipped her boots back on and she ooooohed in disappointment. I had her secret weakness!!. Now to take her back to my own Iron Woman proof (thank you Dr. Desire) hideout. But how do you transport a woman powerful enough to trash a tank brigade without raising a sweat? I would have to try the trap superheroine finisher. But first, an offer (I know it's not very EVIL). "Iron Woman, will you have been defeated (or "defeeted") will you submit to me?" The haughty and aloof look came back in a flash, "You cannot defeat ME! I will send you to prison after I break free and give you the beating you deserve!"


Some people, it just doesn't pay to be nice. I hit your handy dandy remote triggering the discharging of the Dr. Desire Dynamo KO level 8 battery. A little device that sends a charge of electro-power equal to 2 year power usage of Rhode Island in 5 seconds, right through the carbo-tanium cables wrapped around Iron Bitch's luscious body and the electrode spikes, driven into her Iron Mask. Those big and beautiful breasts give her super-spandex leotard a major workout as they thrust forward as the electro blast over powers protective circuts, smashes through her powerful, super body, (*see the picture) short circuting her power source and protective electronics in her Iron Mask. Her legs and arms spread wide, her hips thrust out, smoke circles her shuddering head. She still remains standing as the electro-charge fishes it's devastating work. The fur covered, carbo-tanium intella-cords release themselves, saping back into wall trap. But did the trap work? Or is a hurt, supremely pissed off Iron Woman going to kick my ass to Mars?

Iron Woman stood still for a moment, her head rolling around, her knees slightly bent, her slim shoulders hunched making her magnificent breasts sagged, just a little. Her slim but mighty arms hung limp at her side. Suddenly I heard her inhale a great breath and she stood up straight, her head erect, shapely legs and arms straight and ready for action. I was afaid she was about to tear out of your trap. But this was her final attempt to fight off the terrific electric onslaught, she stood there a moment and then cooed loudly and as her sigh of complete defeat diminished, BAAAM!!! Down she went like a felled tree and out like a light!!!


I had always heard she was soooooo incredibly tough, wiping out gangs of criminals, single handed. But your Hyperion-Zeus -4 Electro Trap took her out like advertised. I tied her wrists and ankles together with suple, fur covered carbo-tanium cord and removed her Iron helmet, the source of her power and her main protective technology. Check out the picture! * You were right, red heads REALLY are feisty!!!* According to your pamphlet she will be knocked out cold for about 3 hours. Long enough for me to get her from your decoy dungeon to my own hide out where I set up your dungeon kit!!" cont.

Iron Woman Capture Testimonial 5 of 5


"And finally here I am. My helpless, KOed, Iron Babe slung across my shoulders, taking her to my hideout. My Dr. Desire super-manicles and level -7 Ultra-dungeon await her along with lenghts of your fabulous fur covered carbo-tanium intella-cable to assure her helpless, captive conditions. I intend all manner of foot torment; deep, hot oil massages, toe extensions, manipulation and hot, wet tongue caresses along her soles and feet bottom, kisses and licking her toes and between them. Finally, a firm turkey feather to tickle her into full submission. She will be tickle tamed!!! BWAHAHAHAHA!!!!! Thank you for all your help."


your great admirer,
The GEEK"


Dear GEEK,
Thank you for the testimonial. Iron Woman is notoriously weak when it comes to being tickled, especially her feet. Glad you found that out for yourself. In time, following my advise and buying all my products you will be an arch - super villain in no time.
P.S. Please send your final payment of 3 million dollars in unregistered gold bullion or I'm sending out Lisette to collect.
Yours in villainy,
Dr. S. Desire

Dr. Desire Superheroine Dude Ranch Christmas Hunt


COME ON OUT TO DR. DESIRE'S SUPERHEROINE PRESERVE AND DUDE RANCH


Howdy Pard! If you're you are basically EVIL and looking for a real relaxing Christmas getaway, come enjoy Dr. Desire's Superheroine Preserve and Dude Ranch. Lots of beautiful, feisty, buxom superheroines have been stocked in and are waiting to be KOed (this is a non-kill preserve) and enjoyed by villains and villainesses. For a measly fee you will be provided with a guide (Lisette, and don't turn your back on her) and all the techniques and technology you need to take down a prime superheroine or two (that's the limit!). Think of the joy your family will feel when, on Christmas morning you come home with two knocked ou trophy, two-pointers (love those two points!!) one slung aross your shoulders and the other tied to the hood of your get-away car.


In the picture, Bubba nailed these two fine, big breasted, blond haired do-gooders with the Dr. Desire SPT-5000, a Super powered, cordless, hyper generator energized Taser with razor sharp carbo-tanium needle points, guaranteed to pierce the skin of the most powerful superheroine. Load these koed cuties in the ol' pickup, get em home, shuck em out of those lil' skirts and Bubba, that gooood eatin', right there.
From a lead loaded sap or blackjack to a Tachnyon Super Bludgeon Cannon that can blast a hole in the side of a starship, Dr. Desire's Superheroine Preseve and Dude Ranch has everything you want and need to find, track and knock out a beautiful, voluptuous superheroine colder than a mackeral, in comfort. Make a normally pesky Superbabe your unwilling Christmas and New Year guest. Happy Holidays and Happy Hunting


What sort of superheroine do you have your sights set on?
I'm looking for big game, She-Hulk, Supergirl and up. I gotta BIG gun.
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I'm a new criminal so a superheroine that folds under a blackjack slug.
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I like to clobber superheroines with elemental powers.
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I'm a grappler. I enjoy close combat. Sleeper the superbabe!
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Seduce and KO or KO and seduce is my game.
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I am an villainess and I really want a superheroine that I can put through the wringer!
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Sleepy Spidey Surprise


I have been so incredibly busy these last few months that I have shamefully neglected many wonderful superheroines, female wrestlers, detectives and reporters and other miserable do-gooders, whose challenges to attempt to capture and/or defeat me and Lisette have been temporarily set aside, for which I do apologize. Real life work can set back even the most brilliant and evil super criminal. I will do my best to rectify this situation and as a devoted villain of some ability, give all interested heroines and opponents the challenge and beatings that you so richly deserve in a creative, imaginative and detailed scenario or match.


I have tamed and/or defeated a few challengers in the last several weeks. The easiest being Spidergirl who while attempting to capture me as I lay sleeping in a lesser hideout (not the castle) and thinking me ill prepared, received a snootful of my specially designed heavy industrial, mega-neural bug spray. After the canister exploded by her head The buxom arachnid babe dropped the 30 feet from the ceiling, landing in my bed and flat on her back. It was very sensual watching her arms and legs wave in the air, weakening slowly until she went completely limp as you see her, knocked out cold. She will be a wonderful addition to my female bug collection. I can't wait to pin and mount her in her own secure display box. Red heads can be so feisty! I hope the Wasp plans a visit.

Chemical KO a Virtuous Superheroine


Tip #38 Quick and Easy Superheroine KO using chloroform


How many times have I heard, "Gosh Dr. Desire, every-time I try to use chloroform my superheroine keeps fighting like hell and before she passes out, she breaks away and kicks my ass." My response to this dilemma, like many others is to refine your technique. Many rookie and start-up villains try to use brute strength to force the cloth over their superheroine's mouth and nose. My friends in crime, they're not call "super"heroines for nothing. Foot! You might as well slam them over the head with a mega-reinforced steel girder and have done with it. The answer to an effective chemical cloth KO is illustrated in the photo above, and can be summed up in two words - sexual distraction.


Superheroine can be broken up into two groups, overly virtuous or sexually repressed. In either case, powerfully grabbing either the breasts or the genitals of a superheroine will distract your lovely and usually voluptuous do-gooder long enough to let your chemical agent knock the superbabe out . Superheroines were created with these wonderful warm and supple handles and it would be silly and poor strategy not to utilize them. Those of you male villains have been blessed (as I have been) with a worthy weapon between your legs, be creative in your distractions.


If you are fortunate enough to have a devastatingly beautiful assistant ( as I have) who can help distract and knock out troublesome superheroines with a soaked cloth, use a two team approach and full seduction. Double teaming a very powerful superheroine (who will remain nameless) last week resulted in the buxom superbeauty moaning "Oh, baby!!" before her brain (which had turned to guacamole by my "special mix") blacked out and she dropped,out cold in her tights and thong (dead giveaway she's sexually repressed).


Do you use chemicals to knock out your superheroines?
That's all I use Dr. Desire, drugged drinks, darts, soaked cloths are my thing.
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On rare occassion I use chemical KO techniques. For a quiet KO.
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No way man, I gotta feel their chins against my fist as I KO them.
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I am a grappler Dr. Desire, sleepers, body slams, smothers,painful holds, KO my superheroines.
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Let me tell you what I do to KO my superheroines (please be creative).
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Lisette KOs Another Hapless Superheroine!


Atomic Annie never knew what hit her before she was knocked out cold by my loyal assistant, Lisette. Lisette will often play with her opponents before delivering them senseless to the gentle arms of Orpheus and then to my waiting clutches. A skilled martial artist and wrestler, Lisette is also a talented illusionist. She distracts, seduces, subdues and fights superheroines and female wrestlers to advance my nefarious plans and to win my pleasure.


Here she has used an illusion and posed as Atomic Annie's sidekick, Photon (already KOed, captured and held by me). Capitalizing on the strong emotional ties between the two super saps, Lisette easily seduced her prey to rendezvous in a darkened room for a supposed love encounter of a physical nature. Super-powered kicks, punches and a lead pipe love tap behind her ear knocked Atomic Annie into next week. I will use the natural radiation flow from the captured heroine to drive a nuclear generator I created to power a newly developed super weapon.

Lisette and I will be busy for the next few weeks but if any superheroines or female wrestlers would care to try and interfere with my plans or challenge Lisette, myself or the two of us, just let Meno know and we will be please to creatively and in detail give you an adventure you will enjoy and remember. You might even win.


Now that Lisette has knocked out Atomic Annie should she :
Sling her over her shoulder and carry her back to Dr. Desire.
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Torture and torment her to weaken her before taking her to Dr. Desire.
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Conquer and dominate her sexually to weaken her before taking her to Dr. Desire

KOed Superheroine Sleeping on the Job - New Applicant Please Apply!!!


Wanted - Superheroines, detectives, role playing female wrestlers (heroic type).
Dr. Simon Desire, Super criminal mastermind and his beautiful Chinese assistant Lisette seek rookie and/or veteran superheroines, detectives, adventerers, female wrestlers and other do gooders (and deluded do baddies) for entertainment as they carry out their nefarious crimes against humanity and civilized society.
The Purple Angel (knocked out cold in the picture) has come after the evil doctor and his super seductive assistant multiple times. She has been sleepered, breast smothered, "kissed out", pile driven, punched out, gassed, darted, drugged, crotch smothered, chloroformed, head scissored, nerve pinched, shocked, bear hugged and knocked out cold by no less than 12 different wrestling holds, throws and punches. Still, she tracks them down or tries to navigate Dr. Desires castle, providing exemplary entertainment for the evil ones. What fun!!!
Others powerful heroines have come after these super criminals (you know who you are) and have damaged certain operations while providing wonderful entertainment and have, occassionally decorated various hideouts for a time with their helpless, curvaceous forms. Rugs, candle holders, soup tureen holders, salad plates, bedspreads, foot warmers and even warmer more intimate functions, some superheroines and ambitious do gooders have willingly submitted to the power and suductive force after being physically subdued by Desire. All return, true to form and continue the eternal strife between good and Evil.
Rookie and veteran heroines, super and otherwise are wanted to challenge the awesome power and devious genius of Desire. You will need cunning as well as strength to prevail. The odds are you will fight and struggle, but sooner or later, you will fall, the victim of Desire.
Contact Meno for details. :^)
How was the Purple Angel knocked out?
Dr. Desire latched on a Sleeper hold and it was beddy bye baby.
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Lisette "kissed out" the purple clad beauty. What a way to go.
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Dr. Desire hit the babe with a drug dart to the tit. A chemical lulabye.
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Lisette cleaned her clock with a roundhouse kick to the chin.
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Lisette weakened her with a low blow from behind as Desire KOed her with an uppercut.
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Dr. Desire brought the Angel to earth with a flying piledriver. Nap time!
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Your choice - * HINT * leave a comment
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I Just KOed My New Bed Spread!


I love my traps!! I get such a wonderfull assortment of experienced and rookie superheroines who blunder through my castle and end up triggering traps and getting knocked out cold !!!
And do I have huge, cluttered dungeons? Heck NO!! Superheroines make GREAT furniture pieces and decorations! When you get tired of them, sell them!!!
I have one well endowed superheroine mounted in a wall, in a walnut frame so her lovely head and bust are displayed in my bedroom. Her well rounded butt and legs are hanging and similarly mounted in the adjoining guest room, for the pleasure of my guests. I REALLY take good care of my guests.
Recycling is SO important nowadays. Don't waste them! Let Dr. Desire and his lovely assistant Lisette, give you tips on practical uses for knocked out superheroines.
Make YOUR hideout or labratory look SUPER!!

Is it KO City for the Champ?!


It was a hard fought nhb battle with exotic blows and throws. Erin, the Champ had worked over Ken with suplexes and clutches and even a piledriver which amazingly the tough wrestler survived. Ken had dealt the gorgeous blonde Champ some wicked knee lifts, low blows, DDTs and an awesome facebuster. Staggering up the Champ ran full tilt into this bone jarring left upper cut which slammed her down flat spreadeagle on her back . Is this the end for the Champ? Can she come back and win this tough match?
Can Erin the Champ come back and win this match?
Yes, she is just riding out the weak punch and will come back and trash this heel.
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No way, the little lady is kissing canvas, seeing stars and out for the count.
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She will rise, however they will simulaneously KO each other with opposite side kicks to the head.

Low Blows - The Great Equalizer


Nothing cuts an opponent down to size like a well delivered low blow. It stirs the pot when arm locks, leg locks, throws and clutches go back and forth between opponents ad infinitum. It exites people, whether they choose to admit it or not. They are not "nice" but they are the tool of the villain/villainess/heel and the vengence of the hero/heroine/face. To my way of thinking, they should not be the whole meal but they make a nice "spice" on occassion. What do you think?
What do you think about using low blows?
I like breaking up a fight by using low blows.
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I never use low blows.
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I primarily use low blows. They are really exciting.
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I like receiving low blows.
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One Punch Awat from Being Knocked Out Cold


I have had so many inquiries about this series of poser works, asking where they can buy the game. Sorry folks, it does not exist. Poor Jazmin is just this side of being knocked out cold. Her energy is all but gone. Her gloves are down and useless and her eyes are rolling around and unfocused. If you were playing the game, how would you put her in dreamland?
How would you knockout Jazmin?
A super uppercut to both tits will put her away.
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A powerful left cross to her chin will cross her eyes and put her down.
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A pussy punch will KO and humiliate her.
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A belly punch that touches her spine will sent Jazmin to Lala Land.
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She's KOed. A finger push on her forehead will send her crashing to the canvass.
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other ( write it up on the comments, please. :^) )

Friday, May 29, 2009

Superheroine Room Decorations


Decoration Tip # 12 If you have several KOed superheroines and don't know what to do with them. Don't throw them in the trash!!! They make wonderful wall hangings and rugs. Remember tigers and certain bears are endanger species, but superheroines are prolific and EASY to get. Maintenence is EASY. Occasional applications of chloroform or a blackjack slug behind the ear will keep your property docile and looking beautiful. In a pinch you can also ues renegade super villainesses . Spice YOUR hideout with unconscious SUPERHEROINES !!!! See Dr. Simon Desire (menolothar) for more information or comment on his photo album and blog.
Oh another superheroine just tried to rescue my nice rug and now she is part of a beautiful triptych.
What do YOU do with your KOed Superheroines?
Gosh, Dr. Desire, I keep losing them, they keep escaping.
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I keep them as pets, Dr. Desire. They sure are fun to play with.
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I need help Dr. Desire. They are cluttering up my nice clean lair. What other tips do you have?
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