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But before Falcon could land another punch the villain swiftly kicked his boot hard and high in between the hero's thick legs. The Falcon curled up in agony, the pain etched on his face. The muscle hero crumpled into a fetal position desperately nursing his booted balls.The villain walked over to the suffering hero and stomped his boot on the throat, pinning him flat to the ground, his groin still throbbing in pain. Falcon struggled, his throat pinned to the ground by the villain's sweaty boot. Toxic laughed as he squashed it into the side of his face leaving his boot mark on the superhero's handsome looks.

"That's right boy!" answered "I'm just the hired help, and ***ieve me I don't come cheap. I've done my part of the deal to defeat you, now I just gotta deliver the goods, ie YOU!" With that Toxic revealed the hero's mask he had ripped away from him earlier."Gotta make you look your best for your new owner!" laughed the villain as he secured the hero's mask back on his face. The hunk hero could not know what diabolic scheme was planned for him next.The Falcon preparing for action was surprised in an attack by the evil villain known as Toxic. In a muscle pounding battle the superhero was finally defeated in a low blow and booted ***. The villain explained of his paid assignment to defeat the hero and to deliver him the unknown contractor.The Falcon became aware of his hands and feet tied together tight and began to struggle immediately as he awoke. He found himself on the floor, bound in a padded room. He turn to the side just to see the villain Toxic leave him alone as he closed the heavy metal door shut behind him. "So long hero" Toxic laughed through the metal grill and slammed it closed.The Falcon screamed out to him in defeated frustration. The muscle hero struggled against his bonds as the only sound he heard was decreasing booted footstep of the villain's as he walked away.The poor ensnared Falcon squirmed on the floor flexing his muscle with all his might to break his bonds without success. Ever determined he began to bite and chew through the rope around his wrists. He perseverance began to pay off as the ropes began to fray. Suddenly he began to feel very drowsy"Ropes...must.....be....***" The hero slumped back a***. Toxic had of course foreseen that the hero might attempt to bite through the ropes and had enlaced them with a knockout drug.

"It was me, the real brains behind the operation!!" the voice replied, as the Falcon felt the brain suction itself on his neck as it sprang to life from the dish.

. The hunk tried frantically to swing and throw the hands off him. But their strong fingers clawed ever tighter into his powerful muscle body as the groped their way over him. The surgeon laughed and drooled trough his muzzle as his pets, multiply manhandled and dominated the hero.

"You little creeps!, get off me!" screamed the superhero as he kicked out his thick power legs. Again the hands were sent sailing in the air. But to the hero's shock this time, the hand froze in mid air. The muzzled maniac shouted "It's feeding time my pets. Your hunger for lycra can now be fed.... finish him off!" With that command, the hands flew at the hero's throat in uni***. The Falcon's face started to go blue with all the hands grasping tight to his throat.

The oxygen starved hero choked and spluttered as the hands ceased their strangulation. The hero tried to gain his composure as the hands began to dig deep into the hero's muscular chest. They wildly ripped and tore apart the lycra, exposing the Falcon's mighty chest.

he chief hand successful choked the poor superhero unconscious as the others gleefully pinched his nipples and grabbed his manhood. "You have done well my pets" praised the Psycho Surgeon as the hands scurried back into their box.