Title

Jandi brainwashes Superman into her slave/boyfriend

by moose141
Storyline Superman, Porn Star and More
Characters Superman
Category Body Modification Corruption M/F Mind Control drug
Previous Chapter Candy tells Superman that he needs to do a favor for the club to pay for the damage

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Jandi smiled seductively at the confused, but obviously horny Superman.  She had known about the Trash/Blue K bomb and knew what it would do to Superman.  Her boss, a Mr. Hanson from the US, had explained it to her.  While Superman had his head scrambled, she was supposed to fuck him, get him to do some Blue K laced coke, and then send him on his doped up way to Sweden and another meeting with a Swedish porn star.

But what Mr. Hanson didn’t know was that Jandi was secretly a member of the Triads, a vicious Chinese criminal organization.  She was a plant who was supposed to get the goods on Mr. Hanson’s slavery ring so they could take it over.

Jandi was actually a real lawyer by training, and highly educated.  The transformative drug Mr. Hanson had dosed her with, something called Trash, was very effective in transforming her body.  But by accident, the Triad chemists had discovered a partial counter that allowed her to keep her personality and brains about her.  She had been playing the dumb Asian whore for several months while gathering information.  When she had been tapped for the Superman transformation, she had come up with a plan to brainwash Superman and turn him into her loyal slave.  She had carefully seduced several of the chemists and they had done some modifications to the Blue K Trash.  That and some traditional Chinese brainwashing techniques would give her control of the most powerful man on the planet and allow her to take over the Triads.

“Jandi?  Wha happened?  Wassss going on?  I’m…” Superman tried to speak, but Jandi leaned over and hissed him full on the mouth, dosing him with her Trash laced lipstick.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Superman.  No tawky, you relax, wet Jandi do all the thinking and doing.  You have wonderful time tonight, just enjoy!”  Jandi said as she slipped down on her knees and started licking his rock hard dick.

Superman moaned, and Jandi deep throated him in one big gulp.  Superman’s eyes rolled back as he gasped.  “Damn, that is gooooood.  Jandi, that feels soooo sweet.  God, I’m in heaven!”  Superman raved as she worked him.  Jandi was impressed by his stamina, he lasted nearly 20 minutes compared to the usual 3 or 4 for most men.  He came hard in her mouth and the force actually knocked her back on her butt.

She giggled and licked her lips.  “Superman enjoy bwow job?  Superman enjoy happy ending?  Jandi give much more joy before night done!”  And she crawled up into his lap and straddled his still hard dick.  “Oooooooooooo, Superman still hard for Jandi.  Jandi make Superman bwow load in Jandi!”  Jandi started to pump up and down on him and tightened her pussy muscles.  Superman completely got into it and began thrusting hard into Jandi.  Jandi leaned in close and cooed in his ear “Superman enjoy Jandi.  Jandi Superman’s  favorite fuck.  Jandi Superman’s number girl.  Superman like Jandi wots!” over and over.

After a few minutes Superman was repeating the words in time with Jandi over and over.  Jandi keep at it, and thanks to the Trash she was able to keep up with Superman and soon added one more phrase.  “Superman WOV Jandi!”

Superman soon was repeating “Superman loves Jandi!”  and Jandi dropped off the other sayings.  They pounded each other and screamed “SUPERMAN LOVES JANDI!” again and again and then they both came at the same time and the chair they were on broke and dumped them onto the floor.

Jandi jammed one of her rings into her arm and got s concentrated shot of adrenaline which just kept her from passing out.  She quickly jammed her other ring into Superman’s cock and gave him a shot of modified Trash.

The effect was interesting.  Superman’s dick popped up to full size, and his eyes glazed over and he simply sat their drooling.

Jandi smiled and reached down and took hold of his cock.  Superman’s eyes didn’t change but his body tensed.  Jandi said “Superman, you fowow Jandi.  Me wead you by your dick, you no tink, you no have any thoughts, you my puppet, understand stud?”

Superman nodded, and Jandi led him back behind the desk to another room with a tilted table.  Jandi led him to the table and laid him back on it and strapped him to it.

She then proceeded to insert two IVs into his arms, and a breathing mask over his face and a tube over his cock.  She then placed a set of goggles over his eyes and earphones over his ears.  When she was finished she flipped several switches and the various machines went to work.

Superman was nearly brain dead. The blood was rushing to his cock and it was actually starving his brain for oxygen thanks to the tube which sucked him continually and kept him hard.  Not enough to kill him, but enough to damage it.  Specifically his logical processes and his memories were affected and his personality became malleable.  And Jandi was there to forge the new Superman.

The goggles showed them fucking, the earphones played Jandi’s voice repeating that Superman loved Jandi, and listened to Jandi, and that he didn’t think as that was way too hard for him and that Jandi was the only one who could think for him.  Jandi was his girlfriend, his boss, his lover, his mistress, his brains, and his obsession.  No one else, unless Jandi said so.  Over and over.  All the while modified liquid Trash was pumped into his blood and added to the warping of his mind and personality.

After several hours, the machines turned off and Jandi stood next to Superman as he slowly regained his senses.  Just as she saw some intelligence come back into his eyes, Jandi took a small needle and pushed it into his temple.  Superman’s eyes rolled up and Jandi began using an old Chinese brainwashing technique using pressure points on the brain.  She carefully questioned him to make sure the programming had taken, and then reinforced it.

When she was finally done, she looked at the Man of Steel and smiled.  “Man of Steew?  Man of clay, made to my wiking!  Superman, when I pull out this needew you will wake up and you will be Jandi’s man.  You understand?”

“Yes Jandi, I am your man, lover, servant, slave.  Forever.”  Superman replied in a monotone voice.

Jandi pulled out the needle, and watched as Superman’s eyes regained their focus.

Superman leered at her and licked his lips.  He flexed his muscles and the restraints fell off.  He stepped up and took Jandi in his arms and said “Hey there babydoll!  You are looking hot!  Let’s fuck!”

Jandi giggled and led her boyfriend to the bedroom next door where they proceeded to fuck each others brains out until dawn.


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