DC: I am Dr Doom

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Noticing that Harley was still wearing her shirt, I divested her of it by also ripping it from her body. While showing Harley my appreciation of her perky tits with my lips and tongue, Pamela trailed her hands down my chest to my waist and removed my pants. My long and thick shaft sprang forth, smacking hard into Harley's thigh as I ravaged her chest, switching from one plump breast to the other. Levitating Harley up, I placed her gently on the bed while using my other arm to bring Pamela to my front so that she could have her turn.

Her passion dripped down her inner thigh, so it was time for a night snack. The dexterity and skill of my tongue lit a fire within her. With Pamela levitated by my power before me, my left palm was open and supported her lower back, keeping her steady in the air while my right worked her clit as my tongue sought out all her tender spots. Mere moments after my tongue dragged up across her outer lips, I worked her clit over, and Pamela experienced an intense orgasm. A genius-level intellect like mine was good for more than just designing new technology.

There was no stopping the smile on my face as I watched her huff and puff from my ministrations. Laying Pamela down, it was Harley's turn. With my attention turned to her, I smiled as she also climaxed from my telekinetic ministrations. Both hands were held apart along with both her legs.

Using my abilities in such delicate ways tested my fine control to their limits, but it was worth it to see the dopey grin on her face. With Pamela on the bottom, I flipped Harley and placed her on top, so they were pressed together face-to-face and tits-to-tits. With them in position, I spread both of their legs and allowed my tongue to freely roam from one clit to the other. As I worked them up that way, I partitioned a portion of my mind to work four sets of nipples until they fired off another set of orgasms each.

The moans and gasps they released at this treatment told me exactly how they viewed being placed in such a lewd and erotic manner, being orally pleasured simultaneously by me. They were panting, hot, wet, and ready for me as I lined up my shaft. The look Pamela gave me said it all as I slid deeply inside of her in one firm thrust. Harley ground herself down against Pamela as I brought them both climbing past more intense climaxes.

Shifting Harley to the side, I sandwiched her between myself and Pamela as I stole a kiss of my own. Each thrust was powerful, yet not painful in its intensity. Each thrust drove home that she was mine, mine to do with as I pleased, each thrust telling her that no one would ever be able to reach the same spots and give her this pleasure.

Pamela's legs wrapped around my own as she clamped down, attempting to milk me dry. Pamela was bleary eyed with a wide smile on her lips as her legs loosened from how tight she had held on during her climax. Yet, that was when I struck. When she had climaxed, I telekinetically placed a free pillow beneath her while she was slightly lifted off the bed. While her silky walls slowly uncontracted from her vice-like grip on my cock, I pushed in deep, grinding hard on her clit, and released my control, forcing her body into overdrive as I painted her womb with my seed.

There was no stopping the rapid flutter of her eyelids as her body rocked with multiple orgasms.

"Pammy! Pamm..?" Harley whispered as she placed gentle kisses around Pamela's face. My grin was straight up predatory as I leaned forward over Harley's shoulder. Slowly I pulled out of Pamela before lining up behind Harley.

"This King takes care of those he owns," I whispered within Harley's ear, a shudder running through her, before sheathing myself within her from behind in one long, slow, deep stroke. The sharp gasp Harley released was pure music to my ears. Ohhh, damn, was Harley tight. Hell, when I looked down, I was half expecting to see some blood.

Yet, there was none. So I leaned back onto my hunches, taking Harley with me. I held her legs up and open as I pumped up into her with powerful thrusts, a position that a normal man would have been extremely hard pressed to maintain. Again and again, I gave Harley exactly what she wanted, demonstrating my ownership of her body, taking my pleasure from it. Before long, Pamela woke out of her stupor, but at this point, I already had Harley in a semi-drooling state, her head lolled back on my shoulder, as I held her up against my chest while attacking her weak points, my powers stimulating her nippes.

Instantly Pamela leaned forward and ran her tongue from my scrotum all the way up my shaft and attacked Harley's clit. Pulling back slightly, I was surprised to feel a finger wrap around me, forcing my shaft to pop out of Harley's lovely pussy.

Looking down in surprise, I was greeted with a wink as green-tinged lips wrapped around a hard cock. Since Pamela decided to give Harley a rest, I thrust forward into her mouth. Pamela gobbled me down her throat with little to no resistance, only a smile playing at the corner of her lips at my rough treatment of her throat. While allowing Pamela to have her wicked ways with my cock, I set my mind to something new.

Keeping Harley in a free-floating position, I worked my hands up her body, roughly grasping and squeezing her tits in particular, feeling her shiver from my pleasant ministrations. With increased focus, purple telekinetic hands appeared in the air. More and more appeared, some moving down to Pamela's body, and some coming to help me with my game of bringing Harley to the very edge, but no further. The squeak and gasp from Pamela allowed me to escape her lips and return to Harley's grasping cunt.

"Who do you belong to, Harley?!" I demanded, mid-thrust.

"You my Lord, my King, my master! I belong to you now and always!" she shouted, delirious with pleasure.

"You are mine now, Harley, my woman, my queen, my slave, my enforcer, whatever I want you to be, remember that!"

Two of the hands transformed into silken ropes that flipped and helped her up in the air, allowing me to push their bodies together once more. Nipples were pinched, bodies stroked, and I was continuing to punish Harley's body with powerful thrusts. I kept up the use of my abilities as I closed in on my own powerful orgasm.

It had taken a while, but I had gotten my powers refined to a point where I was able to directly manipulate the physical bundles of nerves to induce pleasure. I tweaked the nerves and glands within Harley's tits. Harley clenched down tightly around my shaft as I gave her one last thrust before releasing my seed deep within her depths, sealing the contract.

"This was a good night," I breathed, as I lowered both of my lovers onto the bed and taking in the sight of both blissed out, fuck addled, beautiful and deadly women. They both dozed as I settled in behind Harley and pulled her tightly into my chest, the big spoon, as Pamela pressed her tits into Harleys, while throwing a leg over us both. One of the two let out a little moan, not sure which, before I allowed myself to drift off to sleep.

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CRASH!

The sound of destruction startled me, and the urge to do great violence to protect myself rose within me. My eyes snapped open, and I was greeted with darkness. My heart thrummed and pounded within my chest as I felt panic, the memory of the total darkness of the void encroaching upon me once more. Doom refuses to be imprisoned once more like this. There was no stopping the fury that burst forth as I unleashed a blast of telekinetic and telepathic violence around myself as I took to the air in this dark void.

"Wahh!"

The sound of a scream came from my side as I shot up into the air. My head hit something, but I ignored it and kept going. I went up and up, the air whipping around me as I rose higher and higher. I broke through the clouds, but still, I kept going. Darkness, too much darkness, just like the void I fell into before I came to this world. I came to a stop and floated as the first rays of the sun touched my face. I lost track of how long it took me to calm down before I raised my head to look in the direction of the rising sun.

Breathe in…

Breathe out…

Breathe in…

Breathe out…

With one more breath, I held it for several long moments before slowly letting it back out. Now that my mind and heart were finally calm, I took one last look around before deciding to head back down. Sighing, I took a look at my hands and was relieved to notice that they no longer shook. With a nod of grim determination, I flipped over in the air before heading back home. Taking a look at my wrist, I followed the direction of the arrow as it directed me back to my house. The beauty of the Earth never ceases to amaze, the view from this height was a wonder, to say the least.

Soon after, I made my way down through the clouds. The smell of pollution hit me first, and before long, I could see the sun shone between distant skyscrapers. Eventually, I came upon my home. One of the first things I noticed was the gaping hole within the roof of the greenhouse, a hole that I had obviously made in my panicked escape. The second thing to catch my attention was that more than half of all the large windows were broken, with glass littered all over the ground. With a sigh at this testament to my weakness, I forcefully exerted my powers across the building, feeling out all the broken bits and pieces with my telekinesis.

Hundreds of shards of glass, of all sizes, brightened within my mind's eye, as if filled with sunlight. With a mental exertion and a twirl of my hands to help focus my powers better, all of the broken bits sprang to life, lifting into the air and rotating on a thousand different axes trying to find where they once belonged. Eventually, I had the glass shards fly in reverse right back into the panes they had once come from.

Closing my eyes to further focus, I reached out and into the shards with my telekinesis, now only being held in a glass pane by my powers. I felt all the curves and sharp edges, each piece having a unique mental taste within my mind, yet there was no way to describe such a taste.

Fresh with an earthy zing, perhaps? Alas, that wasn't why I was peering into the nature of the glass. With my power I was looking at the molecular structure of the few unbroken solid panes of glass in this room, then I compared them to the jagged edges of the thousands of broken shards.

Understanding the difference in the molecule lattice structure, I began to repair the glass. Minutes passed, my body still like a statue, as sweat beaded down my forehead from engaging in such fine molecular control. I watched as small wisps of steam rose from the glass as the broken seams melded together and the broken glass mended, producing heat/steam in an exothermic reaction.

This was an excellent reminder of how useful this type of molecular manipulation could be. The practical applications were myriad. Materials that were beyond current science were suddenly possible if I could hone this power even further, and that was only the tip of a very large iceberg. In the hands of a creative genius, telekinesis was an Omega-level power, to borrow a term from the X-Men universe.

With a job well done, I floated back into the air and then over the roof of the greenhouse. Finding the location I flew out of, I removed a section of the glass temporarily to allow myself back inside. Once inside, I was greeted with devastation. The bed was crushed, walls were broken down, even the reinforced floor was slightly cratered in. With another sigh and a wave of my hand, the walls rebuilt themselves, and the floor rose with the cracks closing seamlessly. The bed was another issue altogether; I would have to place an order for it to be replaced. The door to the room burst open as Pamela came running in with Harley following closely behind her.

The look I shot their way had both of them freezing mid-stride, stopping them from asking about the obvious. I had shown quite enough weakness and lack of control this morning. This weakness needed to be purged, to be destroyed utterly. With a regal nod, I turned back around to finish fixing what could be fixed, then I was off to the shower.

Halfway through my shower, the curtains opened up with a nude Harley and Pamela joining me to get clean. Neither said anything about the events of the morning, something that I was very grateful for, as they worked to knead the knots of tension out of my shoulder from my reaction to the void situation.

Once our shower was complete, we got dressed and made our way to the lab section of the greenhouse. Pamela was back in her favorite lab coat. The surprise came with Harley donning what I could only describe as a sexy nurse outfit.

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