Practicing her handjob technique on you

“Don’t! N-Nothing happens!” you cry, trying to scramble away from the increasingly dangerous superheroine. You’re quickly apprehended, though, and placed against the building again. A single finger runs up the underside of your prick, causing it to dribble out a generous amount of precum as if offering to help with the woman’s experiment.

“Are you sure nothing happens? This little guy seems to disagree.” More giggling. It’s the first time a girl has seen you naked from the waist down, and giggling isn’t the reaction you were hoping for… “Now, enough dilly-dallying. It is time to explore this power of yours further. For justice~.”

She wraps her hand around your dick, surrounding it in smoothness and warmth. Clear juices flow out of it immediately, providing all the lubrication she needs to pump your tiny shaft. You pull your hips away from her on instinct, but with nowhere to go, you only manage to bounce your round butt against the structure behind you. “You’re not going anywhere, my dear.” With that, she begins slowly running her hand up and down your length.

You gasp sharply in surprise. The sensation catches you completely off-guard and makes it impossible to think about anything but her grip. Nobody’s ever touched you down there before, so your virginal penis is completely defenseless against the perverted attack. Her hand encircles the girth with ease, ensuring that every square inch gets covered in your own fluids. Her skin is so silky smooth, it’s unlike anything you’ve ever felt…

You get so lost in the ebb and flow of Lady Cinder’s warm embrace that your eyes slip shut and your lips involuntarily curl into a smile. You start teetering on your heels, shamelessly attempting to fuck her hand as the handjob, as slow as it is, still proves to be mesmerizing. She quickly realizes the effect that she’s having on you, and begins shortening her strokes. She gradually moves her hand less and less, coaxing you forward as you try desperately to make her heavenly hand connect with the base of your prick. Eventually she has you arching your back and standing on your tiptoes, your dick sticking out obscenely as if begging for some stimulation.

When her hand comes to a complete stop, you finally regain a small amount of sense and realize what an embarrassing display you’re putting on. You look down to see Lady Cinder staring back at you smugly, seeming to greatly enjoy your situation. But before you can fix your posture, the devious blonde takes advantage of your poor balance and goes right back to delivering slow, long strokes all the way to your base. Your legs turn to jelly, threatening to deposit you to the ground if you try to shift your weight at all. She teased you into this position, and now you’re stuck…

“I had not expected an evil supervillain to be so easily manipulated by their penis. What’s wrong, you adorable little bank robber? Does my hand really feel that good?” she asks, a hint of pride in her voice. But you’d never admit to something so embarrassing.

“N-NO,” you state, your voice tinged with arousal. “I-It doesn’t feel good at all! Supervillains can’t be **** to feel however you want!” You shake your head, vehemently denying her accusation.

“That sounds like a challenge,” she states ominously.

Lady Cinder begins stroking faster while twisting her wrist as she runs her delightfully soft hands along your short length. This isn’t good! You could barely handle it when she was moving slowly! Your breathing becomes ragged, but you try your hardest not to give away how good it feels. Even though you manage to keep your voice under control, your face still plainly shows the fruits of your enemy’s efforts. Your legs are trembling violently as they struggle to support the ridiculous pose you’re locked into with your crotch presented outward. Your head bobs up and down in rhythm with her hand, and when she squeezes down hard at the base, your eyelids flutter. This continues for about a minute, the incessant tugging of her hand consuming your thoughts. Your stick stiffens more than it ever has in your life, and by the time you realize what’s happening, you’re past the point of no return. “Hey! Wait, you- *AAAAAHHHH!!!*”

Your cum is yanked out of your prick despite every attempt you make at holding it in. Lady Cinder quickly leans out of the way, releasing you from her silken hand in the process. She doesn’t even let you hide your moans, pulling your hands away as soon as you move them over your mouth. You’re left having a loud, humiliating, hands-free orgasm in a back alley after being teased and toyed with by the powerful superheroine. Your pride takes an extra hit from the fact that your seed completely fails to connect with the gorgeous girl kneeling nearby. Instead, you’re simply cumming all over the ground as she looks on with amusement at the predicament she put you in.

“Do you still wish to tell me that my hand doesn’t feel good?” she asks. You look down to see the blonde gazing up at you victoriously. With your toes still curling and your dick still squirting small streams of cum, it would be impossible to deny. Unable to answer, you look away, face alight with both lust and embarrassment. “I believe I just beat that challenge with ease,” she gloats. “Naturally, my heroic skills would be far too much for a villain.”

Your legs can no longer support you, instead leaving you to slide down the wall and onto your tush, an extra rope of cum eking out when you hit ground. With you slumped against the building behind you, the kneeling woman now towers above you with a cheerful but seductive smile on her face. To your dismay, she moves back into place and grabs your overly sensitive rod before you’ve even finished cumming. “W-W-WAIT!” you cry. “I already ejaculated!”

She scoffs at your complaint. “Please. You honestly expect me to believe you can only ejaculate once? Futanari are capable of consecutive orgasms, even with their penises. This is common knowledge. For me to defend the city from your malicious intentions, I will undoubtedly need to make you orgasm multiple times.”

The regal woman begins jerking you off vigorously, sending your eyes rolling into the back of your head. Once she realizes your dick can take a bit more ****, she grips you hard and compresses the vein on your rod’s underbelly while still rubbing your entire length. You’re unable to suppress your moans as she treats you like her plaything, rather than her nemesis. You came here to rob a bank, so why did you end up with this lewd lady practicing her handjob technique on you? And why is your penis getting so hard from it when she’s the enemy!?

The confident blonde stares with fascination, first at your prick to see it twitch and dance in her hand, then at your face to see your eyes rolled back and your mouth agape, spilling out cries of pleasure. “This seems to be quite an effective means of subduing you,” she says with a chuckle. “I was rather worried after your first attack, but if you’re this helpless against a simple handjob from a beautiful girl, I suppose you were nothing to be troubled over.” The blow to your self-esteem burns, yet you grow even stiffer under her insult. “You do think I’m beautiful, right?” she asks expectantly.

“Yes!” you exclaim, your addled brain answering far too honestly.

“Excellent! I may have mentioned it already, but I find you quite adorable yourself.” She’s mentioned it already. “As a reward for being so sweet, I will speed up a bit.” She thinks for a second. “I mean, for justice, of course.”

She speeds up more than just a little. Your eyelids close over your eyes like curtains as she strokes you rapidly. Wet shlicking sounds fill the alleyway, and you add your own girly moans to the mix while clenching your fingers and your toes. Spurred on by the sounds she’s forcing out of you, Lady Cinder begins using her other hand as well. She brushes her fingers gently across your hypersensitive crown while her other hand continues pumping you forcefully. The sudden stimulation has you trying to escape it by scooting backwards, but you’re again reminded that the structure behind you leaves you nowhere to go. “My, the tip of this little guy looks like an especially good target~!” The lilt in her voice is the most dangerous thing you’ve heard all day.

As if the leaking of your narrow shaft amidst the woman’s high-speed pumping wasn’t embarrassing enough, your pussy begins leaking a puddle of girlcum on the ground, ensuring that your excitement is plainly visible for the refined blonde to see. “My, is your pussy also getting wet?” she asks, knowing full well the answer.

“*NO-OH-OH-OH!!!*” you cry, voice shaking with every stroke.

“It most certainly is. I haven’t even touched it, and it’s making a mess all over the ground. How embarrassing~!” she teases. All you can do is wail pervertedly as you put on a shameful show just for her, leaving every little detail of your most private area on display.

“*AAAAHHHHNN!*” Having grown even more adventurous, the smug superhero begins rubbing her palm around in circles on your helpless penis head while her other hand remains a blur of pleasure jerking you off. Your eyes shoot open to see the woman looking down at you with a mischievous look on her face. She uses a stern amount of pressure, bossing around your poor, defenseless cockhead and turning you to putty in the palms of her hands. The circular motion forces you to burble out a nonstop fountain of precum, much like the nonstop fountain of depraved cries being **** from your mouth. She snickers as she muses, “What a lovely reaction! Is it really that intense?”

You ignore her question in favor of desperation. “W-Wait! *AHH* You’re the *AH-AH-AH* hero right? You can’t do this!”

“Oh, I believe I most certainly can. If it’s to defeat an evildoer like yourself, I can do whatever I want.” With no further warning, she puts far more weight behind each thrust of her hand. Her fist slams down against your pelvis with every downstroke, forcing your legs to fly up off the ground as your cushy ass is driven into the concrete. It instantly brings your dick to a painful stiffness, as well as your nipples, straining against your spandex top for all they’re worth. You cry out as you lose any resistance you had left to offer against the superpowered tugjob. Your prick is completely trapped in her clutches, the wet, rapid, and heavy motions causing your tongue to loll out of your mouth. Her ministrations continue nonstop, mashing your tiny cockhead while pumping you hurriedly, giving you no reprieve from her absolute attention. Beneath her fiery determination to make you cum, your penis doesn’t stand a chance.

*splurt*

Before you even realize it, you’re **** you to blow your load into her welcoming hands while moaning like some stereotypical damsel in distress, completely unbefitting of a supervillain. Her hands are just too strong… Most of your cum is obstructed by her palm, still rubbing your penis head and preventing you from even cumming properly. Instead, your white fluids are rubbed all over your cockhead as if to punish it for daring to try cumming on the immaculate Lady Cinder. Any remaining cum gets lathered up and down your shaft, ensuring your dick is completely coated in its own mess. Several drops fall worthlessly against the cement, but Lady Cinder’s flawless form goes completely unmarred again. Even your pussy can’t handle her treatment, pulsing and squirting your love juices onto the pavement despite receiving no stimulation whatsoever. “Aww, you’re making such a mess! How shameful~!” she exclaims.

She continues wringing you out all the while, making you squirm in her grasp and attempt to escape with just as little success as you’ve had all day. “N-No more…” you whimper. It has no effect. In fact, she looks positively thrilled to toy with you through your climax, and your begging is probably just encouraging her. Eventually you’ve squirted all that you can offer, your cock lathered in its own seed and your pussy awash in your love juices. The blonde’s actions slow down, but don’t stop entirely as she indulges in the sharp twitching your hips make when she strokes your sensitive penis post-orgasm.

“Though I am not an expert on the subject, I believe that ejaculating twice throughout a five minute handjob would be considered ‘premature ejaculation’ by most.” Your face goes crimson at her words. Great, your first day as a supervillain and you end up cumming your brains out in the hands of your opponent while she calls your sexual endurance into question. You should’ve just stayed home…