Chapter Seventy-Three: New Acquisition
The latest visitor left quite the impression on the people of Metropolis. Many people would highly debate whether or not the impression left on them was a good impression to be perfectly honest. One woman in particular shook her head when dropping down at the edge of the curb.
"Why do they always come and bother us? Why do have to cause so much trouble? We're just normal people trying to live normal lives. Why do they do this to us? Why? Why? WHY?"
These words continued to echo out with the woman placing two hands on either side of her face and digging in nails first. The breathing increased as the woman rocked back and forth on the curb. A couple of the officers of the law moved in to check on her.
The cry of a child in the distance startled anyone who had been listening in. The woman disappeared alongside Superman. They were out of the woods for not, at least until the next invader popped up. And the next invader wold pop up. There were just a continued wave of terror for these particular people.
Daisy Johnson appeared at the edge of the crowd and drew in her deep breath with a sigh. She turned her head an inch to face her partner Alex Danvers. "I wonder when the exact moment was that we became a glorified clean up crew."
Alex shrugged her shoulders a fraction of an inch. She would have to be perfectly honest, she did not know. Several agents of the DEO came in behind Alex. All of them looked pretty shaken when showing up. Alex took a few seconds to compose her thoughts and draw in her breath with a deep sigh.
"We're going to have to assess the damage. All of you make sure the area is secure."
Civilians, especially the ones who were shell shocked were the highest priority. Alex noticed an overturned car on the ground. She quite frankly expected a bit more.
"I have a feeling we're late to the party again," Daisy mused. "And I'm still trying to figure out why we became the glorified cleanup crew."
Alex just shook her head absent mindedly. She moved over towards a building to see a couple of eyes peering out. The DEO Agent put her hand on the latch of the building and pulled on it. A huddled group of college students looked at each other and they were shaking.
"It's alright. It's okay. Come out, the worst is over."
She said this statement, but there was a part of Alex who did not believe it completely. She had to believe it though to focus on the job. The shaking civilians made their way out.
Daisy looked over her shoulder and then back at the civilians.
"Where's Superman?"
That question caused one of the civilians to jump up. The man had seen a lot today and had been shocked. His companion, a woman with strawberry blonde hair, spoke up with a very shaky demeanor.
"He flew off. Lead off that woman….I really don't know what to make of him any more. It just….there are just times where I don't know where he's coming from."
Daisy understood why people thought this. The media narrative being spun on both sides painted Clark in a not so flattering light. Boy, Daisy could understand that, and understand how the power of the mainstream media could be a very dangerous thing which would wreck the reputation of people.
'Been there, done that.'
"Ugh."
Alex's one word caused Daisy to raise an eyebrow. Daisy put a hand on Alex's shoulder and steered her back towards the conversation.
"I think we should get hazard pay being near the Godfrey twins this close and personal."
The bulldoggish face of Grace Godfrey flickered on the screen. She had been in the middle of some kind of rant.
"He swoops down to exert his dominance over us all. Any self-respecting woman would not put up with him. She would not put up with this garbage. And quite frankly, anyone who supports Superman, they're nothing less than garbage. You make me sick!"
Daisy threw her head back, placed her hand on the top of her head, and gave a sigh. Grace had a lot of nerve talking about things that made people sick, given how Grace was doing a bang up job of causing Daisy's stomach to turn in one of the worst ways possible.
"And he wears that symbol on his chest, that "S" which is a sign of misogyny and male oppression. His fellow female protectors are considered to be second class next to him. All women need to be educated, and stand up to this bullshit. And if you don't think that Superman is what's wrong in the world today, you're completely ignorant. Any self-respecting woman should empower themselves and just say no to Superman."
"And some of us fight alongside him making this world a better place," Daisy said. "Which is more that I can say about you. All your type does is divide people by your sensationalist bullshit."
Alex put her hand on Daisy's and caused her to turn away from the screen.
"I know she pisses you off. She really pisses me off too, but we have some work to do still."
Daisy gritted her teeth and responded with a nod. She pulled herself away from Grace Godfrey. Her brother also ranted, not about how women were being oppressed by Superman's mere presence. Rather he ranted furiously about how Superman ruined the fabric of America by his mere existence.
'Shake it off, we got bigger problems to deal with.'
No man ever made Maxima work for her conquest. By her nature, Maxima thought this particular quality would annoy her to no end. However, she found herself excited by the quest and the chase. It accelerated her heart beat and got her royal blood boiling. The redhead queen closed her eyes and felt the cool air blasting against her body.
'Well, normally I prefer a warmer climate for my conquests. I can adapt though.'
The thoughts of obtaining the perfect mate continued to burn though Maxima's head. The Almarac Queen chased her man.
"I will catch you, beloved."
"We'll see."
The young man looked over his shoulder straight towards Maxima and picked up the pace for a moment. Maxima reached out in front of him. One of the biggest smiles crossed her face when approaching him.
Clark led Maxima around the Arctic at a super-fast speed. He wished to dictate where they were heading. The Man of Steel sped up at certain points and slowed down to allow Maxima the illusion she was closing in to catch up on him. Clark pulled back from his position.
"Are you going to catch me? Or are you just too slow?"
The two blasted around the area of the North Pole. The moment Clark knew he had Maxima right where he wanted her, he decelerated and began to drop. Clark landed down onto the ground in front of Maxima.
Maxima dropped down. Her face looked flushed and the intense cold made her throw back her head for a moment. Maxima adjusted her demeanor to something more stern and fierce. She was not about to be denied what she truthfully wanted. Maxima drew in her deep breath and looked across towards the man she quested for after all of this time.
"You wanted a fight?"
The Queen looked towards the man who had stood out in the middle of the Arctic.
"To prove that you are worthy to bed me and be my mate, then yes, I want a fight."
The Last Son of Krypton took a moment to break into one of the biggest smiles possible. Maxima wondered what he was smiling about. Did he have some kind of plan which could throw her off balance? The thought of being taken down and dominated appealed to some part of the Queen.
'No, I must fight. True domination has to be earned.'
"I'm not certain you're worthy enough to be a mate."
Maxima raised an eyebrow for a second. She never heard those words in her life. Men threw themselves at her. She stomped them and stepped over them for the most part. This man did not just fall for her, for her immense beauty. A tremendous blow struck her and doubled her over.
"You're going to have to prove yourself. You have to prove yourself worthy of being my mate."
"I am Maxima, Queen of Almarac," she boasted. "I am always worthy."
Kal-El just gave her one of those smiles. The bold warrior queen most certainly had a lot of confidence in her. This particular confidence did appeal to him.
"It's the custom on Earth to show your abilities before fighting Earth's chosen champion. And only then, if you pass the test, are you completely worthy."
Maxima threw her head back, knuckles clutching together. Did he dare say she was not worthy? Maxima could not believe a word which has come out of the mouth of this man. And yet, she was intrigued by what challenge came her way. Maxima stood up a little bit to face him.
"Unless you lack the confidence."
"I don't. I know that I can defeat any adversary you throw at my feet. Bring on your champion."
The smile, if anything on Kal-El's face grew even wider. "Very well. You may face her now."
A dark haired figure dropped down on the ground in front of Maxima. Maxima took a half of a step back and allowed her mouth to hang open. She saw a ghost of the past in front of her. Tall, dark hair, dressed in a tight black body suit, and ready for battle, this person approached Maxima.
"You were a spoiled child the last time I saw you. And when you're now a woman, you're still a spoiled child."
Astra In-Ze smiled and Maxima faltered a few seconds. She looked at the woman who had been considered a legend. One of the greatest military leaders ever to step foot on the planet Krypton stood to face off against her.
"I'm not going to back down from you," Maxima boldly said.
"Good, I'm looking for a fight, Queen Maxima."
Maxima faced off against one of the more dangerous adversaries ever to come in front of her. Pride would not allow her to turn down this fight under any circumstances. The potential prize caused Maxima's lips to pride and overrode any fear she felt towards fighting Astra.
Several papers shuffled on her desk. Tess figured she should get organized somehow. The latest invader proved to be an interesting one.
'Only a matter of time before Maxima showed up and threw herself at Kal. It was only a matter of time before she did.'
Tess killed a few minutes reading the latest report. The latest figures were completely up for this month. It made Tess very happy to learn this particular news. She turned the radio to a station which talked about the news in a detached manner, without any of the social commentary.
'I miss the days where the news only talked about the news,' Tess thought. 'Granted, that was a long time ago. And it's only going to get worse in the future.'
The Godfreys created controversy wherever they went. Unfortunately, Tess learned one of the key cornerstones of business a long time ago. Controversy ended up creating cash. Tess bit back on her lip and threw her head back with one of the more obvious sighs possible.
Tess put her papers away in the file. She looked over her shoulder. It had been a learned behavior for a long time to check her surroundings. One might call it paranoid. Tess disagreed, she did not call it paranoid. She called it being aggressively prepared for anything that happened around her.
And there were a lot of things which could potentially happen around her if Tess was not careful. She moved over towards the edge of the window. The chaos in the streets calmed down.
'You would think the Metropolis city government would have a protocol for these things by now.'
Then again, Gotham had been at the brink of chaos once a week. The GCPD prepared for these things. Those outside of the Gotham City Police Department, who lived in Gotham City, they never could prepare for such things.
Tess turned towards the television muted. The footage caught of Superman and Maxima appeared on the screen. Maxima had been lead off by a crafty move by Superman.
'With any luck, she'll be properly humbled.'
The phone on the side of Tess's desk rang. She looked over to check the number, but it was not one she was familiar form. This caused a frown to go on Tess's face.
Continuous ringing echoed through the room. Tess waited and it went on for close to three minutes.
'A telemarketer would not be this persistent.'
Tess took a moment to sigh and to pick up the phone. She would find out who was on the other end, for better or for worse.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Lutessa," a distorted voice responded. "It's been a long time, hasn't it?"
Those particular words came at her with such force that Tess tried not to grit her teeth in obvious frustration. The unlisted phone number made a lot of sense when it had come through. Tess regretted picking up the phone instantly, and yet also felt morbid curiosity drive itself into her.
"What do you want?"
"A warm greeting as always, and yet, down the point. But, you should know something about the Godfreys. They are toxic."
Tess doubted very much that she needed someone to tell her how toxic the Godfreys were. Anyone who stomached a few moments of any of their broadcasts understood how much discontent they stirred up and how much trouble they stirred up along with it.
The Luthor heiress drew in a deep breath. "Tell me something I already don't know."
The pause between the two had been very awkward indeed. Tess hated long pauses because she spent them imagining just what the person was thinking during them.
"And I would think that you would get along with the Godfrey twins. Especially old Glorious, who hates aliens about as much as you do."
"You wound me due to your lack of understanding of nuance," Lillian replied on the other end of the phone. "You should think clearly back to your past. The one which you have been going out of your way to avoid. This might help you understand why my organization and the Godfrey twins will not get along. Think about that, and you understand all of the dangers that Earth causes. And you understand that we're only trying to protect this planet."
"Cadmus's idea of protection is very dangerous and puts more people at risk."
Tess wondered if that particular statement was even heard. The phone disconnected and left Tess to sigh in response. She took a moment to compose her thoughts.
"A runaway bus of school children would have hurled off the bridge with the children falling to their certain and inevitable doom. They would have, had it not been for Supergirl's latest round of heroics."
A smile broke out over the face of the redhead businesswoman. 'At last, some encouraging news for our heroes. It took long enough.'
Maxima circled around her adversary on the battle field. She reminded herself this was not any warrior with a superiority complex. This was Astra In-Ze, one of the most dangerous woman to ever walk this world or any other. Astra and Maxima met eye to eye with each other.
The two charged into each other in battle. Maxima tried to take her opponent down swiftly and quickly. She normally enjoyed an intense back and forth battle. This time, Maxima refused to allow her ego and thought for a fight get the better of her.
Maxima flipped Astra over by her legs. Astra flipped over and landed on the ground. She grabbed Maxima's arm with a second attack and twisted it around. Maxima grimaced the second Astra held onto her arm.
"And I thought you were a fierce warrior."
Those eyes flared with anger. Maxima pushed out of the attack and came at Astra. Astra spent some time deflecting the attacks from Maxima. She held her back down to the ground, turned her around and drove a jab to the side of Maxima's shoulder.
Maxima grimaced and closed her eyes. She rushed towards Astra, and the two of them stumbled to the ground. Both of them rolled around the ground. Maxima gained the upper position for a minute with Astra grabbing onto her top and ripping at it.
The Queen of Almarac jumped back and yelled in anger at her clothing being ripped. Astra jumped up and wrapped her legs around Maxima before taking her down onto the ground. Astra held onto Maxima and squeezed her legs around her neck.
Maxima grabbed onto Astra's crotch and pushed her away. The strong legs of the Kryptonian General parted to allow Maxima room to breathe. Maxima grabbed Astra and tore at her bodysuit. This opened up Astra for an attack as both women did a flip in mid-air and smashed through the ice below.
Clark took a half of a step to see what was going up. Astra broke through the ice and yanked Maxima back up by the hair. Both women rolled into position with Maxima being pressed down face first onto the ground. They dripped wet with water which caused their slightly torn clothing to cling to their curvy bodies.
"And two people beating the hell out of each other is more arousing than I thought," Chloe commented over the link.
She and some of the other girls got a full few thanks to the security drones from the Fortress which as in the Arctic. Maxima and Astra exchange punches with each other.
"It can be," Diana said. "Especially given the people involved."
Maxima howled and threw her fist at Astra. Barely any clothes now hung from her wet body. The woman's nipples stuck out thanks to the Arctic chill.
"I figured you'd get off at being dominated."
Astra pushed her down to the ground and mounted in from behind. Parts of her battle gear were ripped, but not as much as Maxima's, who had been rendered to a few strips of fabric. It was not the first woman that Astra stripped naked and humiliated before her on the battlefield.
Maxima popped back up and tried to attack Astra. She nailed her adversary with a very solid punch to the side of the head. Another couple of punches popped back until Astra grabbed Maxima and pushed her to a kneeling position.
The Queen of Almarac came down to the ground. Astra pressed her foot down on Maxima's bare back and forced her on her hands and knees. She struggled at the feet of Kal-El. Her intense breathing grew even more so when trying to force herself back up.
"You are a very valiant warrior."
Astra grabbed the back of Maxima's head and pulled her up. She shook her head.
"You've been defeated."
Those words punctured the already heavy ego of the Queen. She struggled against the force Maxima exerted on her back when pushing her down onto the ground.
"You are a noble warrior who needs to learn many things still. Including your proper place."
The Queen found herself down on the ground in front of Kal-El. Astra stood over the top of Maxima like a conqueror. She closed her eyes and struggle to her feet.
"Forgive me, Kal-El. I have insulted you with thinking that I have been worthy without proving myself."
Astra took a moment to smile at this particular statement coming from the normally arrogant and self-assured mouth of the Queen. She would forever cherish this particular moment.
"For once in your life, you have been humbled. I will allow you to rise with Kal-El's permission. Your fate is in his hands."
The foot finally came off of Maxima's back and she scrambled to her knees. She stopped when realizing that Kal stood before her. Kal extended one hand and made the motion for Maxima to rise to her feet. Maxima made her way to a standing position.
"You should not have come here in the matter you did. The citizens of Earth might have considered it an act of aggression."
Those words from the Kryptonian survivor burned into Maxima's head. She extended her head down not being able to meet his gaze. Kal cupped the Queen around the chin and made her rise her gaze up to face him.
"You're going to face me when you take your punishment. And you will have to be punished. If you wish to be with me, then you will have to learn."
"You still…you still wish to have me?" Maxima asked.
A moment's pause followed and Clark responded with a smile. The smile warmed up Maxima somewhat when facing off against him. She hoped for something, anything to increase the hope she held.
"On my terms."
The Queen inclined her head into a very subdued bow. She appreciated these words coming from her savior. They were more than she deserved.
"We must take you to face judgment. You have invaded this world."
Astra's words came out and Kal raised an eyebrow. He nodded in response.
"An admirable suggestion," Kal said. "Come with me, Maxima."
Maxima would follow him to the edge of any world. The now humbled Queen realized she would do anything that he said. She would learn to be a better person so they could truly be equals. Maxima realized how much damage her arrogance could have caused for both her future prospects and the future prospects of her people.
'This changes now. I will take whatever punishment I have.'
The Fortress captured the spirit of the stories she heard from her mother about Krypton, Maxima knew about this much. She came face to face with a blonde woman who peered into her eyes for a few seconds. The woman's fierce demeanor showed Maxima she was not one that would be trifled with.
"My name is Lara. I am Kal-El's mother. The one you should have come to if you intended to court him."
Maxima took a few seconds to nod.
"I apologize if I offended you. I'm just used to….."
"Getting whatever you want?" Lara inquired. Maxima confirmed her statement with a nod. "Yes, unfortunately, that can be a problem. You are so used to success that you cannot conceive any failure."
The nail struck completely. Maxima sat back and spent a moment studying the glass sculpture which represented the moons of Krypton and the red sun, representative of the god, Rao. She turned to face Lara who now had been joined by Astra and Kal-El.
"I've decided on your punishment."
Maxima looked at her hopeful future husband and prepared to take her punishment in the best way possible.
"You are going to work on the same farm that I grew up on. You will be performing labor and understand how the other side lives. My father always said that a good hard day's work gives a person perspective, and I think you'll understand after spending a few days working on the farm."
"Yes," Maxima said. "Thank you."
Normally, Maxima would have detested lowering herself to manual labor. For Kal-El, she had no choice. She could have been sent to the Phantom Zone and it would have been well within his rights to do so. He might have been too valiant to throw her away like that, but Maxima could not be for certain.
"And you will allow me to do anything I wish to you, this evening. Within reason, naturally."
The Queen raised an eyebrow at his words. She opened her mouth.
"I'm so…..""
The Last Son of Krypton silenced her with a single finger on Maxima's lips. Her eyes flushed over the second Kal-El put his finger down onto her mouth.
"Less talking. I believe we can find another use for that mouth."
Clark leaned in and dominated Maxima's mouth with a kiss. His mouth engulfed hers and his tongue demanded entry into her mouth. Maxima closed her eyes the very second Clark held onto the back of her head. Their tongues kept pushing against each other.
"Mmm," Maxima moaned with delight. "Mmm."
The strong tongue continued to push its way against her. Clark's strong hands teased her body and took off the few clothes Maxima left to leave her bare and prepared for him.
"Remove my clothes, slowly."
Maxima did not hesitate to comply with Clark's wishes.
The Queen removed his clothes and smiled, pleased at his muscular body. She touched him and rolled down his body. Maxima varied her touching with some very passionate kissing. She moved down his body and undid his belt before pulling his pants down.
Maxima pressed her palm against his stomach and rolled down. His mighty phallus stuck out for Maxima to touch and to toy with.
"May I?"
The consenting smile made Maxima kiss down his body. She held his hard and proud cock up to touch and to tempt. She stuck her tongue out and tasted him from the base all the way to the head. The veiny member grew even harder in Maxima's hand.
"To your knees so you can do it properly."
Those commanding words brought Maxima to her knees. Clark's cock twitched at the sight of the sexy redhead on her knees. His cock pressed in Maxima's hand as the stunning warrior queen prepared to succumb to his phallus. She leaned in and planted a hungry kiss on the tip of his cock.
Maxima's warm mouth closed in around the swollen head of the powerful gentleman in front of her. She could be taken in any way that she wanted and she would accept it. His hard cock edged closer into her mouth. Two strong hands tightened the grip around the back of Maxima's head before sliding inside of her.
"Your mouth is perfect!" Clark groaned. "Perfect for sucking my cock."
The hard rod pummeled Maxima's warm mouth. Every thrust slapped Clark's balls against Maxima's chin and left a nice little mark on them. The young man held onto the back of her head and forced his agonizing rod into the back of her mouth with a few hard thrusts.
Maxima blew his massive rod. Her warm mouth encircled as much veiny flesh as possible. The Queen tipped her head back and took him into the back of her throat. Maxima's entire body flared up with desire.
'I need it inside me.'
That lustful thought increased Maxima's motions on him. She went down as far on Clark and took his massive rod into her perfectly tight and warm mouth. The back of Maxima's head bobbed up and then down to suck on Clark's hard cock. A growing pressure filled Clark's tense balls.
"Stop."
Maxima released his cock from her mouth. His throbbing erection slapped her in the face. Bits of spit spilled off of his cock from her messy blowjob. He grabbed Maxima's shoulder and pulled her up to her feet.
"On the bed, and on your hands and knees. Crawl across the bed and do it slowly."
Compliance with his words felt like the most natural thing in the world. Maxima sunk down onto her hands and knees on the bed and crawled. She peered over her shoulder, red hair flipping. Maxima's ass extended in the air.
SMACK!
The sound of hand spanking firm flesh echoed. Clark leaned behind Maxima and hovered up into the air behind her. He made sure to drag his hard cock against the small of her back, all the way down to the teasing crack of her ass.
"If you're fortunate, I might put it there."
Maxima looked up in surprise and confusion. "They do that on Earth?"
The thought heated her up. Maxima thought herself to be as adventurous to try anything once. Clark's strong hands grabbed Maxima's hips and rolled all over her body. The intense heat coming from her body increased the excitement with Clark's fingers drumming all over her body.
"In time, you might get the pleasure. There's something else I want."
Clark pushed his finger into Maxima's mouth and made her get his digit nice and wet. Maxima obediently assisted her ideal lover by sucking on his finger. She did it with such intensity that Clark's cock throbbed. He needed to be balls deep inside of this alien temptress and balls deep inside of her soon.
The finger sucking completed and Clark dragged his finger down. He stuck his finger inside of Maxima's pussy. All of the heat form her body just rushed into one central point. She prepared herself to mate with the powerful young man hovering above her.
"This is now mine. This belongs to me."
"Take what's yours," Maxima purred.
A slow finger fucking session dragged Maxima's emotions high. Her lover ensured she was nice and wet and ready for the next action. The finger detached from Maxima's stretched out core. The second Clark slid out of her, his cock replaced his finger.
That swollen head danced on Maxima's scorching slit. The redhead tried not to lose her mind, try as she might. Her strong lover could take her in any way and Maxima would give herself up in any way possible.
Clark spent precious moments teasing Maxima's body. He paid attention to her breasts which hung out like overripe fruit on the vine. They demanded to be grabbed and molded for him. Clark held her soft breasts in his hand. The warmth caressed his fingertips and he responded by caressing her breasts.
Their two strong and powerful bodies met each other. Clark slammed his hard cock into Maxima from behind.
"Oh, Rao damn it, I love how tight you are!"
Clark pushed his cock deep inside of Maxima's pussy. The Queen's body flared up. Clark leaned towards her and kissed the back of her neck. He planted more kisses down her as he planted his hard cock inside of her from behind.
"Made for you!" Maxima squealed. "I'm made only for you. Only for your hard cock to fuck me! OOOH, YES!"
The throbbing hard erection pierced Maxima and drove her to intensity. Her orgasm built in her body. The tightening around Kal's massive rod made her feel so good, so alive.
The Last Son of Krypton smiled when feeling how her sensitive body reacted to his touch. Maxima's pussy worked its way around his cock. She was gloriously tight and determined not to let go of his cock until the bounty had been spilled inside of her.
She came and boy did she ever come. Maxima's screams rebounded through the Fortress and into the Arctic. Clark closed his eyes and pushed into her body. Her wet snatch gripped his cock and milked him. Clark's balls smacked against her.
"You've been waiting to cum like that for a long time."
Maxima flashed Clark a smile as he pushed into her.
"The longest. My beloved Kal-El make me cum again!"
Clark pushed deep inside of her body. Every square inch of Maxima's scorching center caressed his hard cock. Clark groaned the second he pushed into her and then he pulled out.
Flares of sexual energy shot through Maxima. She hovered over the bed thanks to Kal-El pulling them back up. This allowed him access to her body in greater detail. Those hands mastered pleasing a female body.
"Compliments to your teachers," Maxima said. "Or does this come natur…naturally?"
The mighty rod pierced Maxima's tight center at the next orgasm. Her eyes watered with pleasure the deeper Clark penetrated her lovely body. Clark took some enjoyment in dragging out Maxima's next round of pleasure. His hard balls continued to slap her on her wet pussy.
"Well, I had people to drag out my natural talents."
He touched a very sensitive spot on the back of her neck. Maxima closed her eyes to properly understand the rush of pleasure coursing through her body. He built her up for another pleasure.
Clark entered her heat and stayed there for a few minutes before pulling back out almost all the way.
"Please, don't leave me."
"Never."
Those words coming from a normally confident, some might say arrogant, woman made Clark smile. He brought her down with a never ending thrill ride of pleasure. Clark's massive hands pushed against Maxima's round breasts and he squeezed them.
"Face me."
Clark pulled out of Maxima. He rotated her in mid-air. The Queen's eyes locked onto Clark's mighty rod which still dripped with her juices. The Queen positioned herself over Clark's massive rod and pushed herself down all the way onto him allowing her to be filled up.
"So good," Maxima said with a deep breath coming through her body. "It's…it's so good!"
Twelve inches of hard cock pieced deep inside of Maxima's body. She rose up and bounced down onto him. Her legs wrapped around Clark as he hovered in mid-air. The heat connecting between both of their bodies heated up the cold arctic on this day.
"I agree," Clark said. "It's not only so good, it's the best."
Clark tensed his hand around Maxima's nipple and gave it a very intense squeeze. Maxima closed her eyes tight when he played with her right nipple and her left nipple.
"Suck on them, please."
Pleasure filled Maxima with Clark sucking on her right nipple while he kept playing with her left one. Maxima rotated her hips down onto his crotch. The two lovers met together in mid-air with an intense feeling cascading through the pair of them.
Clark alternated and then buried his face between her large breasts. He sucked on the glorious mouths.
"Just think when they're full of milk for our child."
The Last Son of Krypton looked up from Maxima's heaving bosom and gave her a smile. "Only when you've earned that right."
"Then I endeavor to work hard," Maxima said.
Maxima's eyes glazed over at the sensations she felt. Their hips rolled together, back and forth. Neither party wavered from their feeling!
"KAL-EL!"
She screamed his name into his ear. Her fingernails kept digging into the back of his neck. Maxima's body flared up with a joy she could not explain through mere words. Her pussy walls sank deep and fast onto him.
The two lovers indulged themselves in their bodies. Clark spun them around, where he held Maxima upside down in the middle of the air. Clark held her tight and she responded by having her legs wrapped around them.
The final orgasm from Maxima triggered Clark's eruption. He grabbed onto her back and drove himself into her. His engorged balls started to spill their bounty inside of Maxima's wet cavern.
Maxima held on to him with her legs and made sure not to waste a single drop. She did not intend to slow down despite the soreness permeating through her body and neither did he.
Chapter Seventy-Four: Welcome Back, Lois
A big change in a person's life often changed that particular person's perspective and attitude. Maxima thought about her attitude before leaving for Earth and her attitude on this day. Maxima knew deep down she had a lot of growing to do. But, she was happy because of the strides she made.
Maxima would be spending a lot of time away from her home world until she was ready to properly rule it. She made her way back to the palace with the permission of her new husband and his collective of wives. The redhead woman turned her head a fraction of an inch to the left and then a fraction of an inch to the right before bringing it back around with a smile.
A small part of her would miss this place. The architects did a good job. The red curtains really did show off the palace in all of its glory. She also appreciated the nice archways. They lead deeper into the palace and showed Maxima how elegant this particular place could be.
The little things Maxima appreciated more so than ever before. She had been rather spoiled and took everything for granted. She thought she had been entitled for a husband. Said husband was far better than anything Maxima ever could have imagined. The redhead shifted back a couple of inches and sighed deeply. He was truthfully more than she deserved.
She really did come out ahead.
"My lady?"
The tentative words of her adviser brought Maxima out of her recollection. The short, dark-haired woman, was rather attractive in her own way. She did not carry herself with as much confidence as Maxima would have appreciated. The fiery queen leaned in and put a hand on the shoulder of the adviser who shifted a little bit nervously.
"Stand up straight. There's no need to be alarmed."
The adviser nodded and swallowed the lump in her throat. "Are you certain you want to go through with this? The ruling council…well they are more than happy to lead in your stead, but….I thought you were going to…."
"I'm not abandoning my people in any sense of the word," Maxima told her. "I'm merely exploring options of a brand new world. I never thought that I would leave and go to my husband's new home world either and yet here I am. I can't wait to….well I just can't wait. He'll be amazing."
The adviser once again nodded when backing off from Maxima. She put her hand on the door leading out to the balcony overlooking the square where many people gathered.
"Your public awaits. And…congratulations on finding him."
"My standards are high," Maxima said. "And he fulfills them. So, thank you."
The adviser's eyes widened at being thanked by her Queen. She was flattered Maxima seemed appreciative of her compliment. It was more than she deserved. This adviser's stomach turned a fraction of an inch as she wondered what happened.
"And if my public awaits, then it would be prudent not to keep them waiting."
Maxima moved through the golden doors. She walked over the elegant balcony. Three of her guards parted ways to give the Queen of Almarac room to move in to address the people who lingered beneath her. She looked down at them. They all looked up to her and then dropped down to their knees on the ground.
"You may all rise to your feet."
The collective citizens all rose to their feet before Maxima. Maxima hoped to convey to them the changes which went through her on this day and how they all did a good job in effecting her life.
"As you know, I have left our world in search for my mate. I had to expand my reach as my search for my king had grown futile. However, in time, I have found him and I have traveled to earth to find a man which could handle everything I had to offer. And a man who also can fulfill my standards."
The ears of everyone on the ground listened to the Queen. They always listened to her, but now they were listening more closely than ever before. All of them prepared for the woman's speech as she broke out into a smile and pressed on with her words.
"He bested me, an admirable quality for any man. And…I think that it is now time for me to leave this kingdom for a short amount of time. He has his own share of responsibilities upon his adoptive home world. Kal-El of Krypton will guide these humans of the planet Earth with strength and with his usual forceful nature. And I will prepare to stand alongside him during these moments, while also learning the culture of the people of this planet Earth!"
The words of Maxima had resounded with the people who were standing below on the ground. The Queen pressed on a few seconds later.
"I know that my people will prosper whether or not I am here to guide them!" Maxima claimed. "And there will come a day where I will return to you and prepare to guide my people once more. Even after I leave to experience the culture of Earth, I will still have my heart set. And once I discuss my future plans with my husband, we will be formidable as will those allies he had gathered. All must stand strong."
Maxima gave them all an encouraging smile which took the crowd again.
"Do not mistake my happiness for weakness however. We will be strong and anyone who tries to invade my planet or disrupt your way of life will have a few surprises on their way. Tonight, I depart, and I depart to be part of a brand new world. But, you should not worry, for I will be back stronger than ever."
The people applauded their Queen who waited for the applause to die down before she continued her speech.
"My most trusted advisers understand what they must do. And I can always return in the event that I'm needed, and my husband has powerful allies as well .Just a fair warning to those who may think a coup could be easy. It remains as futile as ever before."
A heavy tank rolled down the streets of Metropolis and rattled said streets. Clark Kent moved faster than a speeding bullet, under the guise of Superman. Karen, under the guise of Power Girl, moved in behind them. Her sigh proved her obvious agitation with this entire mess.
"I know, tell me about it," Clark said.
Karen shook her head and took a good long glimpse at everything they had to deal with. "Every single day, Intergang stages an attack. And half of the time they stop them. But their weapons are getting bigger. The last one almost took Kara down."
Almost was a very scary word. Intergang acquired weapons which would take down Kryptonians. Clark took a good long look at those weapons and what he had to deal with. The rattling of the engine put him on high alert.
The members of Intergang on the outside of the tank wielded those laser cannons as well. They were a far bulkier and wider model than the last ones Clark and Karen had to take on.
'We've got to take out the tank first,' he decided. 'Then we're going to draw their fire away and pick out the gunners one at a time.'
Clark looked over his shoulder towards his cousin. "You know what to do?"
Karen answered with a nod and moved around as a blur at the speed of light. The men on the ground caught sight of Karen and began to shoot at her. The dynamic blonde avoided the lasers from connecting with her full on as she circled around.
The Woman of Steel avoided the attacks from the lasers which came down towards her. She dropped down onto the ground in front of her attacker. One of them held out a grenade and it broke open on the ground to send a sonic pulse which caused Karen's ears to be rocked. She clutched the side of her head in very thinly veiled agony as the sonic blast continued to resound all around her.
Clark positioned himself high above the air and above the tank. He moved in at the speed of light and almost dropped his entire weight down on the tank. Clark connected very hard to the tank which rattled underneath his feet when dropping down on the ground.
The Man of Steel bounced off of tank. It had some kind of energy field around it which prevented him from attacking.
"We have a problem," Clark said.
Karen and Clark looked at the business end of the tank which shot a large rocket at them. The two Kryptonians bolted off, and the rocket followed them. They zipped through the city with the rocket tearing through the air. They dodged around the buildings just in time.
"And now, we continue to worship these alien threats!" G. Gordon Godfrey yelled. "We let them into the country and into their lives, undocumented. Do they even pay taxes? They put humanity in danger and cause more problems then they are worth. They are a cancer to any civil society. They should all be rounded up for what they've done. We still don't know where Superman lives when he isn't grandstanding and causing massive amounts of property damage."
Clark gritted his teeth. That voice as the last thing he needed to hear when flying to avoid a missile. He and Karen split up to try and avoid the missile. The missile split up as well.
'Great, now instead of one missile following us through the city, we have to of them. This day just keeps getting better and better, doesn't it?'
Clark's evident sarcasm passed through his thoughts just in time for the missile to ease up on him. The Man of Steel moved to the right where the missile moved to the left. Clark and Karen kept going around in circles with the missiles scorching through the air in his general direction.
They joined and so did the missile, thankfully. They moved towards the Jumbo Tron with Godfrey's face on it.
"NOW!"
Karen's yell caused Clark to bolt out of the way at the last second. The missile blew through the face of Godfrey and caused sparks to fly from the jumbo tron. The two Kryptonians dropped down to the ground and they took a second to regain their bearings.
"Who gives this raging lunatic a platform like this?" Karen asked.
Clark really did not know. It seemed inconceivable someone would give Godfrey a voice. He had an entire talking point about freedom of speech ready to go. His voice did not work the way that it wanted to.
The tank just barreled down the street straight for the super powered team. It prepared to launch another missile at them, and Clark groaned. They were going to have to go through this entire rat race all over again and all of the frustration which went along with it.
A green tank barreled down the street at an immense force and slammed into the back of Intergang's tank with a surprising force. The tank popped open and the field had been disrupted long enough for Clark to yank the man driving the tank out of it.
Three blasts of green light pulled the weapons out of the hands of Intergang. Clark and Karen helped their savior take them down.
The dust cleared and Lois stood there dressed in a green uniform and mask which looked good for her.
"Hey," Lois said. "So, I've been tasked with protecting Earth and the rest of this sector. Good thing that I've shown up."
The former Cadmus clone who adopted the name of Connie Kent took a moment to sigh. Her entire life had been one which had been a constant struggle to try and pull together with some level of cohesion. She began to train at the Fortress and get her mind together.
The clone of Clark and Lex, made her rather odd. She was not the only person who had been a misfit, especially on the Kent Farm. It had been turned into some kind of home for misfit orphans. She sat around the table with Alicia Baker and Tara, the three of them drinking some lemonade while watching a certain alien queen attempt to perform farmyard chores under the watchful eye of an Amazon Princess.
"So, how is your training going?" Alicia asked.
"Well," Connie said. "It's just….well, the nightmares are getting less now that Lara has been working with me through them. And Astra's keeping me exhausted enough where I just fall asleep. So, I guess her training works as well as my grandmother's therapy."
Tara shook her head and smiled. "I'd believe that….looks like Martha's doing well in Washington. Good for her, she deserves it."
"We're going to need friends in high places," Connie said. "You know how the general public is feeling about people like us these days."
"It doesn't help that the Godfreys keep stoking the fire," Alicia said.
All of the girls responded with nods. They were very frustrated in different ways. Connie heard the words of G. Gordon Godfrey many times.
"Oh, she's coming on in a little bit," Tara said. "Finally."
"You're talking about Livewire, aren't you?" Alicia asked.
Alicia shook her head. Leslie Willis made her career out of being a shock-jock on the radio. As of late, she spent a lot of time debunking a lot of the talking points made by Grace Godfrey in her hyper rants on television. It was all because of Godfrey making a slight against her, at least that was what Alicia told.
Livewire was very entertaining under some small doses, very small doses. She did hammer home some points very hard and did not let up once she had gone on a rant.
"And now, she's back once again!" Leslie called over the radio. "Never does a day go by where Grace Godfrey demonstrates her utter ignorance of the matter."
The three girls wondered what set Livewire off about Grace right now. They crowded around the radio and waited for her to go off the rails.
"The funny thing is, she really doesn't care about women's issues. When talking about women's issues and feminism became profitable, she started really hammering them home. Oh, her followers will always claim she is a champion and advocate for the rights of women. Despite the fact women have had the right to vote for a long time, the right to hold down any job they want to, the fact that most child custody cases often favor the woman, they can hold public office, they can do anything a man can do and they can do it well as well."
Livewire drew breath for a minute.
"The thing is, I keep wondering whether or not Superman stood up Grace when she tried to throw herself at him. I have no proof of this, but Grace has no proof her allegations as well. I'm not the biggest defender of Superman by a long shot. I think he's a bit too big for his britches, but still, to say that he's holding back women is fucking absurd. How many women stand beside him, willingly, to fight with him. They are pretty competent as well."
"Boy, she's been holding this one in for a long time," Tara said.
"The thing I've grown to understand about feminists, at least in this modern day is they always try and play the victim card when something goes their own way," Livewire said. "They claim that it's the patriarchy trying to hold them back from achieving their goals. Well, guess what, you just spit in the face of all of the successful women inventors, all of the successful women in business, those who built their business from the ground up. They did not whine about how the man was holding them back and they did not blame any Superman for their misgivings. There are plenty of successful women as well. You seem, I've discovered that these bedroom feminists are nothing but spoiled children, who are upset that they don't get their way!"
She finally drew in breath after this long rant concluded.
"And they think they should be given an opportunity because they have a vagina. Competence and qualifications go a long way. You want to achieve something, then you go out and do it. Don't blame people for your shortcomings and your lack of competence. Perhaps the problem isn't with the patriarchy, perhaps the problem is with you."
Livewire once again drew in her deep breath.
"There are many great women and we should appreciate how hard they've worked to get straight to the top," Livewire said. "Grace Godfrey is not a champion of any woman. No, she's a champion of herself and padding her own bank account with money. Which is fine, money makes the world go around. But she's not your savior. She's a bigger scam than organized religion. Donate your money to get saved! Donate your money to some crazed witch who will make the Patriarchy go away!"
Tara and Alicia both responded with nods at her rant. It did make a lot of sense. Grace Godfrey just popped up to make this an issue because it was profitable to be an issue.
"Men can and will be shitheads. Just like women can and will be shitheads. There are shitty people out there. Some of them who are after your money and peddle your lies. I know you don't like to hear my opinions. If you follow Grace Godfrey's words, you're all a bunch of useful idiots. She thinks she's better than you all and thinks you're ignorant. But don't believe me. Just don't come crying to me when she leaves you hanging out to dry."
Maxima dropped down onto the ground with Diana's amused expression. The voice of Livewire finally gave way to a commercial break.
Chloe finished up listening to Livewire's rant on the radio. She let out her breath in a very casual whistle and turned to Lana.
"I'm not sure that if I like her being my voice against Grace Godfrey," Chloe said.
Lana shrugged in response. "Say what you want about Willis, she doesn't hold back when she rips into someone."
Chloe would give Livewire props for saying what she thought. Half of the time Chloe heard Leslie being cut off by a commercial or the music, she could just imagine the woman being ripped into by the station manager for her opinions. Yet, she remained on the station for close to three years without being fired and she had one of the most consistent ratings on there.
"I'm surprised she hasn't been fired for hurting someone's feelings."
Chloe and Lana looked up just in time to see Lois standing there next to Clark. A surprised yell came to Chloe as she rushed over and wrapped her arms around Lois to hold her into a very tight hug. Lois smiled when deepening the embrace on Chloe.
"It's good to see you!"
"Yeah, you too," Lois said. "Hey, Lana, how are you doing?"
"Oh, I'm fine," Lana said.
She had not received any more visions after the Thanagarians had been defeated all of those months ago. Lana sat in the middle of the room with a prickling sensation against the back of her head at all times. It almost did feel like something was going to break through her mind somehow and some way.
"It's good to see you're fine," Lois said. "Seriously, I mean that."
"Are you back for good?" Chloe asked.
"Yeah, I am," Lois said. "My training completed just a few days ago and I've been patrolling with other members of the Corps until they released me to my duty to protect Earth and the rest of Sector 2814."
Chloe answered with a nod.
"And she showed up just in time."
Clark appeared and joined the three girls. The old gang was back together again in some ways.
"Wow, this is kind of like old times," Chloe said. "I wonder when this week's meteor mutant is going to attack us now."
Lois broke into laughter as Lana shook her head in amusement and also thinly veiled agitation. She knew Chloe was having some fun.
"Intergang's getting worse and bigger and badder weapons," Clark said. "Any luck on finding their supplier?"
"Sadly, I'm not," Chloe said. "It's starting to upset me as well. It's someone who is big time, that's for sure. I don't know how big."
Clark put a hand on Chloe's shoulder to show he had all of the confidence in the world of her piecing together exactly who this benefactor was. He had a sense that it was someone who was very powerful.
"So, how is life as part of the Green Lantern Corps?" Clark asked.
Lois just smiled and leaned to her boyfriend. "You know, there are a lot of threats out there in space. Some of them will eventually turn their attention to Earth."
A sigh passed through Clark's body. He was pretty sure that Lois was one hundred percent right because of this.
"There are some good people out there and some utter assholes," Lois said. "So, really, Earth isn't too much different from the alien races out there."
An angry gentleman stormed up the steps with rage dancing in his eyes. He just received a letter of termination through the mail. His boss was a coward who could not terminate him in person. After giving the best years of his life to line this boss's pocket with greed.
"Out of my way!" he snapped at a terrified man.
The man's dark hair clung to his face. He did not bother to wash his hair as it bubbled with an immense amount of grease. He continued to storm up the stairs. The secretary at the front desk jumped up to grab the phone to call security. The man reached onto the desk and grabbed her by the hand.
"I'm going to talk to that rat bastard and you're not going to throw me out of this office!" he yelled. "Do you hear me?"
The secretary nodded meekly as the man dumped the phone off of the desk along with her neatly stacked papers. He punched the wall and shook his head in anger.
"DAVIDSON!"
The man bellowed out the bosses name when moving towards the front door. He turned towards the balding boss who looked over him through the thick spectacles.
"Patterson, I told you not to ever come here…."
"Why did you fire me?"
Patterson reached across the desk and grabbed his boss by the tie. The boss struggled in the grip of the man.
"You have an attitude problem. I have heard a lot of complaints. We can't have people like you on this team, Patterson."
"I DON'T HAVE A FUCKING ATTITUDE PROBLEM!"
The man's rage increased when he slammed his hands against the desk repeatedly. Dents rose on the desk as Patterson punched at the desk and kicked over the waste basket.
"I don't have an attitude problem! Those assholes have an attitude problem. They are idiots who wouldn't know hard work if it was shoved up their ass! I'm not the one with the problem! I gave twenty fucking years of my life to this place!"
He pulled a knife out and stabbed the boss in the chest. Blood splattered everywhere. Patterson pulled the knife out and repeatedly stabbed the boss in cold blood to cause said blood to spurt all over the desk. Patterson grabbed the bosses head and smashed it into the desk before stabbing him in the back.
"You better have not called security. I'LL KILL EVERYONE IN THIS FUCKING BUILDING!"
Security moved in but a flash of red light caused a burning red ring to drop into the palm of the hand and merge with the body of the crazed man.
"Reginald Patterson, welcome to the Red Lantern Corps!"
The leader of the Red Lanterns known as Atrocitus observed his newest recruit be teleported off before security could reach him. Earth was the perfect recruitment ground.