Red Ranger vs. Green Lantern - Part 3

The weak and battered Red Ranger laid tied and bound. After all the struggle, he was out of breath and out of strength. Green Lantern straddled him like a fallen animal and prepared to begin the ritual of extraction. Arms tied behind his back, Red Ranger could only moan as he was being handled like a piece of meat. 

Red Ranger finds himself in the most humiliating of positions...

"Any last words?" quipped the Green Lantern.

"Stop this....there's still time to turn back..." moaned the Red Ranger.

"Why would I want to turn back? You're exactly what I need. I'm going to have fun draining you dry."

"You can't do this to me...you won't get away with this!"

"You're right. This position won't do. I'm going to string you up for easy access."

The hero turned villain lifted the Red Ranger off of the bed and started weaving rope all around him. One strand particularly ran down the front of the hero and turned up between his legs. It wrapped sharply around his balls and pulled up his crack in the back. Every tug caused it to pull his balls up and wedged up his ass.

Strategically placed ropes prepared the hero for the draining process...

"How's that, ranger? Feel that rope getting your juices ready?"

"You bastard....this can't be happening to me..."

"Oh but it is! You never expected to see this day where your heroic aura and honor gets taken away from you but I assure you this is happening. This is not a dream. This is your worst nightmare!"

Tossed back, the hero lay dismayed and forlorn. His teammates were not there to help him. They didn't even know he was in trouble. As rope after rope gets tied on, the ranger loses more and more hope.

Thinking to himself, "How could this be? We are a higher race of beings! Our powers were meant to protect humanity...not be used for sick and evil purposes!"

How the mighty have fallen...

"How could it have come to this? Will this villain really be able to take my powers? I've spent my entire life protecting people...how could I turn my back on them like this? When people find out how I've failed, I'll never be able to face anyone again! Will I even make it out of this alive?"

The last strands bind up the hero's hands and prepares him for hanging...

He told himself, "I can't go down like this! If I can't beat him, at least I won't lose to him!"

"You won't beat me!" exclaimed the Red Ranger. "You can try all you want but I'm going to guard this power with every last ounce of my will!"

But he was immediately hoisted up by the Green Lantern.

"You're in no position to talk!"

The rope pulled tight. It bound the hero tightly in every direction. The lower rope pulled his balls high into his pelvis.

"Aaaargghhh!!"

"There will be many things I try..."

Hoisted up by the balls...

Green Lantern pulled the Red Ranger over to the side and strung him up on the door frame. Hands bound, the hero hung there like a freshly caught fish. Green Lantern also took a moment to inspect his prey. The red covered the top half of his suit with gold designs glowing with reflected light. The belt around the waist also sparkled like a beacon of heroism. The lower half of the hero's body was tightly wrapped in white. It did little to hide the piece of meat hanging off to one side of the leg.

Hung up...

Normally, the Ranger's bulge would not be so pronounced and wouldn't be an issue. However, with the rope running between his legs, it pushed against his cock and balls. It was sheer agony to be hung up by his balls and any weight put on the rope made it pull even tighter.

"Ahhhh....it......hurts...." moaned the Red Ranger.

Unable to move his body without hurting himself, the hero could only stand on his toes and try to endure the already strained balls. The villain had tied the rope up so high that the Red Ranger was barely on the ground.

The rope cut into his balls and pushed his cock out...

"My, my, my," remarked the Green Lantern, "Looks like you are ready for me!"

"You....you....it's just this rope! It has nothing to do with you!" the Red Ranger shamefully yelled out. "I'll never succumb to your evil!"

"Well aren't you feisty when your balls are being crushed? That just makes me more excited to see the extent of your powers. If you're like this soft...I wonder what you'd be like if I got you hard..."

"You keep your hands off of me! I won't let you have your way with me!"

What little dignity the hero had left is now gone...

"What are you going to do about it? You're presented to me like a Thanksgiving feast. Each part of your body is mine to take as I please. What hero wouldn't be ashamed of the position you're in? You're no hero. You're just a weak and pathetic excuse for a hero. If I weren't in this condition, I wouldn't even be paying attention to the likes of you."

The hero hung his head in shame. He was beaten. He was hung. He was spread out for the villain to sample.

Head down, the Red Ranger could only listen to the villain in shame.

"I won't go down so easily! You may have overpowered me and tied me up here but you won't get the reward you're looking for! This is still within my control and I won't give it up to you!"

"It's good to see that you still have fight left in you but it is pointless. It's only a matter of time before I drain you. Even if you resist me, you'll eventually give it up!"

"You can try all you want! I've undergone rigorous training to control my body and won't lose to the likes of you!"

"We'll see about that. Let's see whose will is stronger: yours or mine."

The Red Ranger faces his ultimate test of willpower.

The Red Ranger then tries to struggle out of his binds with renewed sense of purpose. He pulled at the rope binding his hands to see if it would come loose. But unfortunately, each pull also pulled at his crotch. He endured through the pain. He struggled hard but it was futile.

Each pull was agony...

The Red Ranger tried and tried...

But in the end, it was useless...

"Are you done yet?" asked the Green Lantern.

Tired and sore, the Red Ranger had no response.

"Well that means I get to start!"

The Green Lantern approached slowly. He ran his fingers along the hero's body. He landed first on his chest, lightly touching them as his fingers glided past. It sent waves of sensation down the ranger's body. He held his mouth shut trying to focus his mind.

"Don't tell me that didn't feel good after all the beating you've gone through." the Green Lantern mocked.

The Red Ranger remained silent, desperately trying to ignore him.

The real torture begins...

Green Lantern stepped behind the hero. He was excited and rubbed his spandex-clad bulge into the hero's backside. Grinding his hips, he taunted the hero's inability to ward off his approaches. Hands still rubbing the hero's body, their skintight suits rubbed each other with smooth and fluid motions, gliding past each other effortlessly. It sent even greater sensation through the hero's body.

"I won't....I won't...." the hero stammered.

"I see you can control yourself pretty well. But you're no match for me! This is just the beginning!"

The fun begins for Green Lantern as he grinds on the helpless hero...

"You may be able to resist the sliding of my cock around your ass...but can you resist a direct attack?!"

Green Lantern slapped the hero's already sore balls.

"Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Pain shot through the hero's body. After being tied and pressured for so long, his nuts were extremely sensitive. He was already trying to leave off as much weight as he could from that area. Green Lantern's slap sent shivers up his spine.

"Would you rather feel pain or pleasure?"

"Ha! That's not going to make me give it up!"

Pain runs through the hero's body as his balls are being punished...

"Well how about this then?" Green Lantern mused. He slowly ran his hand off of the hero's balls and down his shaft. Gripping ever so gently, he started caressing it and tracing its outline on the tight fabric.

"Ahhhh....nooo..." moaned Red Ranger. A new wave of sensation coursed through his body. It was the exact opposite of the pain he has been feeling up to now. It was pure pleasure as the sense of the villain's touch was enhanced through the stretched fabric. The hand gliding over his cock sent chills of a different variety down his spine.

"Seems like you like this more."

The Red Ranger's breathing became shallow and quick. His heart raced as this new sensation coursed his body. "I can't give in," he thought to himself, "I must control these urges..."

The corrupting touch...

Just then, Green Lantern felt the hero's cock twitch. It was filling up with the power he sought.

"Looks like your will is failing you..." smirked the villain.

To Be Continued...

Red Ranger vs. Green Lantern - Part 2

"Ughhhh....my head....what's going on?"

"You're mine now. So hold still while I get you ready for your draining."

"Who....are....you....?"

"It doesn't matter to you, but I'm the Green Lantern. Back when I was serving the Lantern Corps, I was also defending Earth from threats of the universe. But after a long battle with a space phantom, my powers were severed from the Central Power Battery on Oa. Since then, I've been searching for an alternative power source to fuel my powers. I've been searching for a long time, but finally, today I sensed your presence and tracked you here. Your powers will allow me to restore enough of my own to restore my connection and recharge completely."

"But you're a protector of the Earth and so am I. We should be working together. I can help you..."

"I don't need your pathetic help. I've seen what you and your group have been doing. A pitiful performance against space garbage. Ha! You can't even handle that!"

"Why you...."

"No matter! I'll finish with you soon enough!"

With that, the Green Lantern manifested some rope to bind the Red Ranger. Despite having almost none of his original power left, he still managed to create some objects out of sheer will. But due to the severed connection, his objects no longer carried the characteristic green color they were known for. Weak and helpless, the Red Ranger was tossed around like a rag doll and bound.

Throwing the ropes around the Red Ranger...

"Let me go now!" exclaimed the Red Ranger. "My team mates will be coming soon!"

"No one is coming for you! Your pathetic group is all battered and weak. They have their own problems to deal with to be worrying about you!"

The Red Ranger was finally bound on his upper body and now the Green Lantern moved lower...

Making sure the package is properly secured...

"Argghhhhh!!! What are you doing?!"

"Just making sure you're nice and tight. Don't want you getting loose, now."

Thinking to himself, the Red Ranger panicked. "What is he going to do to me? What did he mean by draining my powers? I have to figure out a way to contact the others. But I feel so weak! I don't have much energy left. I have to conserve it to protect myself...."

Coil after coil the rope binds the hero tight...

Getting every spot covered...

"And finally, your arms."

"Stop! You can't do this! Let me go now!"

"Haha! You're in no position to make demands. You're a pathetic excuse for a hero. Your energy is better off with me."

"Nooo....you're wrong!"

"Prove it then. Oh. You can't. Because you're weak."

The last of the rope binds the hands of the ranger behind his back. Utterly helpless, nothing is spared from sight as both the constrictive rope and the naturally skintight outfit wrapped around his body.

The final knot is tied, sealing the Red Ranger's fate...

"Now, it's time to begin..."

"...What are you going to do..."

"I need to drain your essence. It's pure energy will fuel me. And there is only one way to get it from you..."

"How are you going to...MMMMmppphhhh!!"

The muffled screams barely escaped from the ranger's mouth...

"Quiet now, you'll have to conserve the energy you have left for me. While it won't be easy getting it from you, I'll have to make sure to try and keep you from expending too much. It'll be a delicate procedure between draining you and keeping you alive. In order to maximize the energy I pull from you, I'll have to slowly concentrate it inside you and then milk it from you all in one shot."

Bending the Red Ranger over, the Green Lantern has his eyes on his prized package. The arched posture, tight rope, and the skin hugging spandex of the hero's suit all conspired to expose his most safeguarded area. Everything clung tight, highlighting the jewel that the Green Lantern lusted for...

Arched and utterly defenseless, the Red Ranger dreads what will happen next...

"Let's begin."

To Be Continued...

Red Ranger vs. Green Lantern - Part 1

It has been a difficult time for the Red Goseiger. Having to protect the entire Earth is not an easy job. Especially not in the last couple of weeks. An unusual string of monster attacks have kept the Rangers busy. None bore this burden more than the leader of the team, the Red Ranger. Born as a special humans, the Goseigers or "Gosei Angels",  have powers stemming from an ancient branch of the human race. This makes them great fighters and have allowed them to fight any monster that has tried to invade Earth.

However, the recent unusual frequency of attacks have left the team weakened. Their powers have been stretched to the limit. Luckily, there has been a lull in the attacks and that has allowed the team to finally take a well deserved rest. In order to recharge their energies, they took some individual time off.

"Finally, a day off! I have to recharge my batteries!" exclaimed the Red Ranger. In his private room, he got ready to power down and take a long nap. "I don't think I can even fight another monster right now. Good thing they seem to have let up a bit." Without further talk, he fell right asleep.

A well deserved rest...

 But unbeknownst to him, another presence sneaked into the room. A mysterious figure clad in a skin tight costume bearing the mark of a green ring circled the ranger in his sleep. Mumbling to himself something about sensing "special life force". The normally sensitive ranger did not even sense his presence. With a swift lunge, the figure attacked the passed out Red Ranger on his bed.

A mysterious attacker takes the Red Ranger by surprise...

 "What?!" the Red Ranger cried out.

"Your life force will be mine!" yelled the attacker.

A struggle ensued as both figures wrestled for control. The Red Ranger, still weak, was at a severe disadvantage and struggled to get the upper hand. The attacker seemed really strong and was clearly not an ordinary person. A strange green glow emanated from his suit but the Red Ranger was unsure what to make of it. He had enough trouble just trying not to get pinned down.

The battle waged on but the Red Ranger felt he was losing ground...

 Slowly but surely, the Red Ranger was using the last of his powers. The attacker was strong willed and attacked fresh while the hero was vulnerable. With every passing minute, the struggle was more and more difficult for the Red Ranger. He felt more and more weak and was unable to keep up with the strength of the aggressor. The green attacker started locking the ranger in precarious positions. The Red Ranger struggled but to no avail. It was clear that he was fighting a losing battle.

Beginning to feel outmatched...

 After a long and intense struggle, the Red Ranger's powers gave up. He felt completely weak. The combination of fighting monsters and this sudden attack was too much for him. While his connection with the Angel world was still intact, it was no longer providing him with the energy he needed. He had just enough energy left to keep himself morphed and not return to an ordinary state. Spent from the struggle, he collapsed and lay helpless on the bed.

Without any energy left, the Red Ranger collapses in a feeble state...

 "Now I have you...and soon your powers will be mine..."

"Who are you...? What do you want from me...?"

"You will know soon, Red Ranger. Soon..."

To Be Continued...

Spiderman's Clone III - Part 4

After a brutal 3 day torture session, our hero is weak and unable to resist any more attacks. In this state, Spidermand can only struggle and look on while the thug does as he pleases with our helpless hero...

Lying on the floor, our hero wakes up to his hands cuffed and the thug next to him.

Finally, ripe for the picking.

"You're so weak you can't even stand up."

"I've been here for days...."

"No one is coming to rescue you.

No one is coming for you...

"Let me go..."

The thug forcefully chokes Spiderman and covers his mouth with his hand. Our hero tries grabbing his hands away but he's too weak.

Gasp! Need air!

The thug tortures him some more with flicks to the overly sensitive nipples and slaps to his cock.

The nipples are even more sensitive than they were in the days past.

Can Spiderman's balls hold up to any more destruction?

"I've injected your with some nanobots and they will scan you. Soon, I'll have what I need to clone you. Now I have to decide whether to kill you or should I toss you out. Part of the reason why I think I'll let you go is to see how well you recover so that I'll be able to increase my powers. Another is so that I'll be able to capture you and drain you again whenever I need more power. You'll be too helpless to stop me once I have what I need. You'll be my prisoner no matter where you go."

Forever my prisoner.

"You'll never get away with this."

"I'll always be behind you, ready to pounce."

"I'll get you..."

Nothing but my plaything.

"Never. You can't do anything to me. I'll follow you wherever you go. I'll brand you. That way you'll always be mine."

"No!!"

The thug picks up an electric branding device and sticks it onto Spiderman's neck.

Tzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzssssssshhhhhhh

"Aggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

This marks you as my property!

Our hero lies defeated and branded, gasping for air with every breath. The thug turns out the lights and leaves the broken hero to his fate...

Dark and alone.

Cuffed and abandoned.

Defeated and helpless.

END.

Spiderman's Clone III - Part 3

After the second day of torture, our hero is weakened and unable to defend against the evil thug. Unsure of how to escape, time is running out for our hero. He must figure out an escape before it is too late...
"Did you miss me?" asked the thug as he switched on the lights.

"Did you miss me?"

"No....." the hero weakly gasped.

"You have all this power but you can't break free?

"So weak...."

"The longer you stay in my grasp, the more drained you become."

"Ughhh...stop it..."

"More and you become my prisoner. You can't hide it from me forever, Spiderman. I'm a scientist; I'll soon discover your secrets. And it might be very, very, painful. Or you can just tell me and just save yourself."

Pain or pleasure?

"I'll never tell you," our hero whispered.

"I highly doubt it. I may not be as powerful as you are but I'll get there. These cuffs will keep you from escaping. There's nowhere to run."

The thug chokes our hero again and begins his ball torture once more.

Pain it is.

So, Spiderman, are you going to tell me?

"Ahhhhhh....ahhhhhhhhhh....ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" was all our hero could respond with as his balls were being pulverized. He tried dodging them but to no avail. Each hit send waves of pain up to his head until he could only gasp for air.

How much pain can you withstand?

The thug then got on his knees and started rubbing and jerking Spidey's cock. "What's your secret, Spiderman? What is it?"

Getting close to the treasure.

He made the hero start leaking precum and staining his suit. The dark blue wet stains showed clearly against his bright blue spandex covered thighs. He jerked faster and faster. "Tell me Spiderman!"

Dark stains betray the hero.

"Oh, no!" gasped our hero, "Stop it!"

Milking each drop out.

The thug repeatedly barrages the nipples and chest, "Tell me!"

"You can't get it out of me."

"I highly doubt that."

The villain continued to decimate Spidey's balls with hit after hit. The hero started moaning and whimpering as each hit landed. Over and over the crook hit his balls and he felt that they were about to explode.

More pain than a normal person can bear.

"Ohhhhh......." our hero moaned, almost motionless.

"You'll tell me in the morning..."

Beaten, stained, and wrecked.

 TO BE CONTINUED...

Spiderman's Clone III - Part 2

After torturing our hero, the villain leaves the beat up hero cuffed in the room. Unwilling to submit, but unable to escape, Spiderman tries to resist further torture by the villain.

No one to save you, Spiderman.

"Still here, Spiderman. Your superpowers can't save you now. I locked you here overnight and no one has come to save you."

"Let me go!"

"Not until you tell me the secret of your power."

"No, never!"

"I want to become even more powerful"

"No, you can't!"

"I'll torture it out of you. You're going to tell me the secret."

"No, I have to break free."

"You'll never break free! Not until you've given me your secrets. I'll torture you." says the thug as he slaps our hero's chest and twists his nipple. "That's right, Spiderman...I'll torture you..."

Twisting the nipple to oblivion.

"No, don't touch me. Let me go you bastard!"

The response was met with more punches to the crotch, more twisting of the nipples, more assaults on Spiderman's body.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!" the hero cries out.

Slapping that cock hard.

"There's nothing you can do to stop it!"

The crook then starts to slowly jerk the hero's cock. "Mmmm...yeaaaa.....I control you now."

The sudden relief from pain causes the hero's body to react unexpectedly. The smooth sensation of the crook's hand on his spandex covered cock made his dick harder and harder.

Unexpected relief turns into humiliation.

"Ughhhhhh.....ohhhhhhhh...ahhhhhhh..."

"I'm going to keep you here until you tell me," said the criminal as he slapped the hero's ass. He continued playing with Spidey's cock, making it rock hard in his tight spandex.

Gripping a hero's ass.

"Mmmmmm...ohhh.....you bastard...." Spiderman moaned.

The crook keeps stroking the hero's hard cock slowly and sliding his hands up and down the hero's body. Suddenly, he chokes the hero again, making Spidey gag and cough. The slaps to the balls and twists of the nipples started up again.

"Ughhh...stop it..." Spidey weakly protested.

"Tell me your secret," he whispered.

"I'll never tell you."

"What's your secret?"

"You can't get it out of," Spiderman started. But he was cut off as the thug slapped his crotch repeatedly, harder and harder each time.

Destroying Spidey's balls over and over...

"Tsssahhhhh! Ahhhhh!! Arrraaaghhhhh!!!"

"That's right, Spiderman. Who controls you now, boy? Who controls you now? I'll be back in the morning."

Hanging helplessly tired and defeated.

TO BE CONTINUED...