Chapter 96.2

The new god was putting on his lap, the smaller man, impaled with his penis with movements in and out up and down and holding her hips and co xa s pulling and lifting.

Finally, Darkseid lashed out, starting the movement in and out, in a movement and without stopping, in sync, when the new god was fucking him, Bruce felt euphoric, the sex between them was wonderful, when he felt the power.

All that strength that came with the new god handling him and with fury ever faster growls and frantic and animalistic sucks on his neck amid the rocking of his hips and frantic back and forth movements.

The in and out amid the stabs, where he the bit sucked amid the frantic and overwhelming movements, their cries arching her back amid the frenzied momentum.

Darkseid the pounded amid the beat in and out it the sucked and kissed her frantic movements, sinful lips, her hole was more than close and apertad it, it was WET him, his last orgasm.

While he was squeezing around his hard cock, Batman had come between his stomachs, with his cock trapped, between their bodies, hard and dripping.

The new god pounded, he was pushing with all his might, he groaned and roared and snorted equal to one woman and so it the kissed and bit her lips.

As they moved around, with Bruce being fucked, they came together and soon regained their breath, and they breathed wildly and last kisses before Bruce got up from his lap.

They were now, resting, when he was standing, now, he was walking naked with semen running and went towards a bag while he went to a towel and started to dry his hole, Darkseid pulled it and started himself when cleaning.

Later, Bruce was being released, he walked over to pick up your purse clothes that were whole, and picking up the torn remnants that were there and save art to ing, and on the floor while arranged after your clothes.

After rest, when he arranged his lime ç to, threw the remains in the trash and put his penis into and so still in the chair.

The girl who worked there, came later and served Ing another drink, his eyes and smudges from your footprint and so she threw a kiss with the wind in his direction as he landed.

Arriving after the trip, what he said, when they were arriving back from Metropolises, and returning to Lake Tahoe, and then he waited and heard the plane landing, he got up and took his suitcase off the plane

Where he said nothing more and was thus received by one of his businessmen and thus taken to the waiting car.

Was it a car toward that beautiful ecological reserve, was an awful lot of green and with rivers and waterfalls that stretched around mountains?

He was taken to the convention center and the companies where he took a tour of the vast expanse that was between forests, of wooded forests.

Around them, there was a diversity of wildflowers, when it arrived in that immense complex around the beauty of nature.

Even to see the red or when they were coming along s to it, people who in theory, it should be necessary to remember the names of several employees and entrepreneurs.

To which he shook hands and so entering and leaving laboratories and buildings and so on and so on, he did not even bother to remember, to which was added that immense complex in the middle of nature.

In that place, that he saw pharmaceutical laboratories that sought his financing and that of so many other entrepreneurs.

Then, he was guided by car to another building, a huge, pointed and spacious building that in turn had the beauty of a monument in front and opened just a short time ago.

The which in turn, he saw that the buffet was great, had food and many varied dishes and so he saw plenty of dishes and delicacies and so was all the people who spread guests.

They were arriving from everywhere, dressed very well and with beautiful women and showy gentlemen who hid their true personalities.

All of that was a huge city built on the green expanse of self-sustaining lakes and rivers.

He went towards the entrance to the big property, where the party was going to take place, he was waiting dressed in a silver tuxedo and a black tie and diamond cufflink.

When he looked at his pants and silver and black shoes and was an attractive and handsome man, his hair was now growing like a long syrup, and which he started to cultivate over the years, white as snow.

Being taken to his apartment, when he was housed in the luxurious penthouse and one of the best, since the floors above the 25th floor were for the wealthiest and most influential and it would be his for the next few days until his return to Gotham...

As much as they hated to depend on others, Red Hood and Dick insisted on wearing the bat uniform until their return, earlier, but he had no contact with them, for a long time afterwards, when they lost contact.

Realizing that it was then, that he would not have to worry until his return, but what was the point now, they seemed to have lost their purpose in life.

Bruce was now, orchestrating his plot that he didn't just want to go to them about what he did, that would be too much for anyone, and he wouldn't do it so soon, he would leave it for later.

In those days, when he spent time before the real party started, without the worries, and the presence of one of his friends and lovers, so to speak.

At that time, he had no way of explaining that he knew Clark Kent, on the other hand everyone knew the members of the league, and he was ignoring them with a lot of skills and took every hero that passed by him seriously.

After all, an eyeglass would never be enough to hide an identity, but it hides from inattentives, but if you are very observant, you can tell, and not everyone is like that, but even so, nobody sees the difference.

What then, why couldn't he fuck Darkseid and ignore each one of them?

That was in the same place as the party that would be on the ground floor to the 10th floor, now, and there were twelve towers with 25 floors each, and he was in the central tower, and on the luxurious penthouse.

He was approached and eaten on his back, Darkseid tore off his clothes, thankfully he had money and could bring clothes of other dimensions.

- I want your body and soul. - Said Darkseid.

- You are mine. - He growled between the thrusts.

Thrust after thrust, beat, in the middle of his screams, and it was at that moment, he fucked, with force of four in the middle of the apartment's living room carpet, he left him more than fucked, almost falling, he to his horror.

He spoke. - My... my... - He stocked it for several minutes.

He knotted him, in the middle of his screams, and lying on all fours hugging and being caressed there, on all fours with tentacles and cumming on the carpet, Darkseid on top of him, hugging him.

After that, they got up, he was taken towards the shower, and then dried and changed.

It was a great center of festivities.

In the meantime, that so when he spent time enjoying his solitude, he watched television and then went to bathe, and when his luggage had been delivered at the same time.

They were some time later, deposited in the place, spacious and luxurious, and Alfred came after him disguised as Hércole Poirot, Amasteus, Veronika and the others.

When he looked around and in turn he went to sleep after a while.

When he went to take a shower thinking about his plans for the day he perfumed himself, going over his plans over and over again, and soon after he changed.

Now, he was wearing a baby blue tuxedo, cufflinks from another, an expensive broxe, a watch from another, and silver leather shoes, he changed his hair in a shag and around noon, and he went down accompanied...

This was the moment when he could see several common people and faces, some that he would see for the first time and among strangers and acquaintances, and many that he saw and did not decorate his face.

- Have a nice trip, I hope Wayne. - Greeted with a shout from afar.

As soon as he arrived and a big, balding man was Forks, the businessman who started the charity event with a protruding belly was an old man over seventy years old.

And since he was a little tall, he wore a red tuxedo that never hid a belly and clasping his hands, he said immediately with a huge wide smile.

- Did you bring your Wayne check? - With a huge smile.

- Always straightforward, isn't it? - And a smile of equal size. -

- And the profession. - He said with a playful look.

- And it really isn't. - Bruce said amused. - I brought more than one. - Said.

And just like a good Italian mafioso, a jawbone kissed on his cheeks and so he went up against another guest who arrived and repeated the question.

- Did you bring your Phelps check? - Asked in his direction.

He had spent a monotonous hour trying to memorize the names of entrepreneurs and future partners.

Even to whom, he should know in the future that he did not bother to decorate, accompanying and many had sworn to have lived with him, and for parties and other previous events.

In which few of the others who claimed to have seen him at school, college or any other festival, switched presenters being introduced by other guests.

At that time, when he was approached again by representatives of the industrial sectors, and that he was meeting and shaking hands with the automatic, and that the storm was ravaging the outside world.

When being approached, in which he was exchanged cordialities and exchanged, and the several times where he ran away without having any idea who they were, and drinking and eating, walking through those festivities, tedious music.

All of this happened next, being approached by others in different presenters that he saw no importance in memorizing the names.

Even though he remembered those he had the most contact with and that in turn, he should decorate for a future conference, and that would be beneficial for his business relationship.

In that he, since for the most part, they were lustful, and did not have a good character, some involved in suspicious business, to which he did not remember anyone's face.

Not even the names of any of them, around them, were several men and women who did not even know for sure if he would remember.

Between the presentations, when that afternoon took place, when it was his afternoon that did not yield or make a difference, with the only question of lustful looks from women and men of different ages.

Those who looked hungry, looking like he was a very hot candy mixed with chocolate and pepper, and in particular, there was a tall businessman.

As for that which was more than ten centimeters taller than he inadvertently and more than one occasion has his hands on his ass and several times in his co x the.

There was another exploited and perverted man around him, silly hands in excess, all of that, and for more than a moment and another man in question, Petrus, at least one man in his sixties who had aged very badly and his wife.

What this also had aged even worse, which in turn seemed to have more than fifty years and was always looks angry toward him he when was received then and les shook hands and even more when the man approached him almost kissed him more than twice in performances, shamelessly.

If so when he took to being harassed by another tall man he looked in his direction and so he greeted him, and soon another man came in his way an old colleague of his father's.

- So what a handsome attractive man you have become. - Said a tall and robust man and his white hair and black tuxedo, he cast sinful looks in his direction.

The man who was a friend of his late father was Roderick Morgan, he owned an offshore oil company and a cowboy.

He was a proprietor of several heads of cattle and fertile and oil lands on land also from Texas, and his green eyes and white hair.

- Ah, Mr. Morgan, and good fleece again. Remembering that the man was a lustful pig who cheated on his wife with everything that had legs and walked, he thought indignantly.

- And how's Amelia doing? - Asked the boy, trying to change the subject trying to free himself from the big handshake and while they glance in his direction.

- The mistress is right there. - And so pointing towards the Buffet, a plump lady with white hair without any physical attractiveness, let's face it she had nothing to attract.

Even there, there was no gift other than an opera singer in her youth and a lot of money.

This man, today is over sixty years old and still had fallen skins and necks in porridge, and his skin as white as wax, and eating delicacies at a table without turning towards his husband, several women scattered along talking to other men.

When he saw Oliver Queen together with Dinah, he was walking splendidly, and he ignored them as if they were nothing, and was then approached and taken away by Veronika.

In the middle of them, there was a fundraiser for cancer hospitals, when again, they were invited to Superman and Wonder Woman, which around midnight.

All this to entertain afflicted wealthy and bored to induce them to donate money, to which he knew he should cover up Clark Kent during the night when he was going to disappear, but he knew that Lois Lane was better at this than he was.

Seeing far from the other side of the room, there was Oliver, who went towards him in his green Armani suit and Dinah in turn a beautiful tight black dress that barely hid her coaches.

Some time later when the man approached him. - Bruce. - As soon as any cordialities ended...

When he hugged him and with an apologetic arm around his shoulders. - Friend. - How it is. - I wanted to know.

- Fine. - He said.

- Sorry, honey, we have to continue our business.

And he then, was pulled by another girl taking him away.

So, when he watched Superman in his civilian identity, away from starting his interviews and watching from afar using his vision, there were some reporters around, there were Cat Grant, Lois Lane, Clark Kent, Vick Vale, and so many other reporters and paparazzi.

In turn, there were some members of the justice league, such as Flash, and Green Lantern being interviewed.

There were several rich people being interviewed.

When he spent time with Veronika and Amasteus, while they were amused by the failed attempts to approach Oliver and Dinah who seemed very interested in it laughing at their mockery.

Lois Lane, seeing Bruce, was salivating, after all there were not only good people, there were a lot of people who were incredibly unscrupulous.

Even before approaching him, over m and io meters, came Tiffani pushing when almost knocking with Ashley in your trailer and took his opportunity and went to him.

They were plates full of gossip and she knew about the identity of several heroes, after all, years of marriage to Clark Kent AKA Superman served something, but not to have an exclusive, that was not possible, she completely forgot her identity.

Diana was out there walking around the party, drinking and being interviewed, but never approaching Bruce, but there was no shortage of attempts.

Then, he was being pushed around by his fan club with mean comments, he realized that she was waiting for the right moment to go towards Bruce.

Both met for a brief interview in seconds, before being summoned by Lois Lane to other rich people, but then pulled away from her by Zoe Saldanha.

Vick Vale had his brief and elusive time, when Ashley and another reporter drawing attention with Poole with Bruce Wayne, and with exasperation, and in his mind he liked to party, but he had a glimpse of something else that would come his way.

And it was almost within her reach, her words were whispered in the direction of her hidden communicator, unable to touch and pick up, after all she would always be in sight for the diplomacy of the Amazons, but not enough to grab, and he ignored and despised her.

When she wore her Amazonian ceremonial outfit with a red cloak on her back, when Bruce was swimming around she seemed to be looking for him, even though he was ignored.

When he barely saw Kent, but he was watching the rich, just like Bruce has his alter ego playboy Bruce Wayne, a party goer, who could continue into the night.

After all, this was a convention and for that reason it would last for weeks, and he had no interest in business, now it was different, he was openly involved in the negotiations, but he did not leave the parties.

In his view, not even when it was not an orgy, and he would often like to stick his hand in Luthor's bald head and had his head in the clouds, but without Luthor, it was less competition.

Today, he was supposed to keep both his facade and being a businessman, and that depended on his ability to manipulate, and also on his speech, that day depended on that to sign contracts...

That way, he could keep a few more digits from his company, but nothing would stop him from having some fun.

Today, Bruce Wayne would have a great business opportunity to invest in good opportunities for ventures and growth of his shares and increasing the value of his company.

He came back almost at midnight, it was 11:45 am, at night to his suite, when he was caught, by strong hands, that he knew whose they were...

- Tired out...? - He asked hugging him.

- No. - He said, being sucked, he felt the hard stick on his fighters, pricking him.

- Better for me. Growled Darkseid.

He wanted to eat him, smell and devour him, he was taken to the room, but not before he snatched anything that was in his way, at least once.

The new god the fucked on the bed, he thrust open their legs being held and folded over his chest with Darkseid the holding and folding him kneeling over him, all his dick stocking.

He had his legs spread, with that body, Darkseid snarling and eating, and claiming him, hard, those blows inside him, his screams and breaths.

Darkseid did not wait to stretch him, he was more than tight, and thrusting into his hole, he fucked him with desire, it was a mixture of sensations of pain and pleasure.

He thrust it, with speed, the blows of his body, his pelvis pushing the slaps of skin against the skin, in the middle of his screams, and then tightening around him in the middle of his orgasm, he pulled him out of him, leaving him stretched out.

Darkseid was turning him on his side, with his back on Darkseid's chest, when he lifted his leg above his strong arms, and propelled his pelvis.

Batman screamed, choking, and moaning and pleading, easily ignored, with his growls and roars, biting his neck.

He was fucking him hard, he was roaring, and he was snarling, sucking and biting his neck, his arm around his neck, and it was blows after blows.

- You smell like other people. - Said Darkseid fucking him.

- There were a lot of hands that I shook. - Bruce said, with Darkseid hugging him from behind, with Darkseid's arm around his neck and holding his chest closer to him.

- I need to get their scent off you. - growled Darkseid.

Pushing his pelvis harder and hitting his cock in and out of it, he thrust it, he bit his neck marking it directly on his Adam's apple.

- I'll tie a knot. - He snarled.

Darksied thrust him when he thrust deeper, thrusting, and even the root, trapping him, the cock never swelled inside him, bringing his neck closer to his mouth, snarling with mine, his possessiveness was alarming.

He didn't leave him millimeters away, he was able to kill Circe, if he got closer than he wanted, if he saw him more than close to him, if he wasn't there, or when he didn't accept to eat him..., he was able to kill anyone who looked otherwise.

- You are all mine. - He snarled.

That god was getting closer and closer, fucking and stocking him until he got tired or passed out, he was more and more possessive, and with each passing day, he had the urgency to claim.

In the end, those blows in and out of him, when they were in the mating period.

Batman knew it would last a little longer, and he would have that repetition the following year, and even if he didn't want to, he wanted Darkseid to own it and take it.

Even if he didn't allow it, he knew that Darkseid would rape and rape him even if he didn't allow it, it was better that he consented not to get hurt.

For each day that passed, it was as if he was addicted to him, and he knew that what would do that was the mark of the connection, that it was more than love, it was a power that I induced him to mark as his.

Darkseid was practically glued to him, rubbing and rolling his pelvis inside him, releasing his tentacles around his cock, which they curled around his penis, writhing inside him, and releasing pheromones.

Then Darkseid was releasing the scent of roses, mixing with the smell of sex that permeated around him and without his body, they were good for 30 minutes curling up and the penis twitching inside him.

Batman screamed and moaned, while Darkseid penis sticking his prostate making him enjoy nonstop these 3 0 minutes knot in his hole, his own cock throbbing and boasting incessantly while his penis swinging between his blows.

While Darkseid pushed inside him, releasing semen that spilled over the sides of his hole, he moaned and gasped and Darkseid snarled and rubbed himself.

Batman was thinking to himself how he should think of a way to keep it from raining quite often, but orgasm made him lose control and reason.

Darkseid fucked him, bit him and licked him in the middle of his orgasms in a row, before deflating and removing the knot and starting to fuck harder and faster and stocking his hole that tightened around his thick cock.

He bit it and smelled it by rubbing it as they fucked and Darkseid tied a knot, and the symbols and marks he had on his body with the force of the fuck, and the connection shone and sometimes rained.

Darkseid pounded his balls in his ass, while he lined his hole, and his hard penis swinging hard between his legs he was fucked until he passed out curled up in the middle of his orgasms in a row.

The Emperor of Apokolips withdrew from him, took him unconscious in his lap, and took him towards the shower washing and scrubbing, he turned off the shower, and then dried him and took him to the bedroom, sleeping embraced under the blankets.

He woke up in pain, and was expected to eat, right after hugging, sniffing and biting, he changed, said goodbye to Darkseid, and headed towards the meeting.

It was on the second day that he was wearing his silver suit, and yet it was raining, the world was about to end.

- I know you had a bad trip. - Said the bald man running his hands on his back.

Richard Dora, the fat, bald man with the round belly.

- And that this is very annoying for a playboy who at this point should spend on beautiful women. - He said massaging his shoulders.

- Maybe you just need to listen to your consultant's litany and then you just need to sign these meetings.

- And these are very naughty and sometimes without purpose, but on rare occasions we need to be present even if it is to enter through an ear.

It was like going out for the other. - And I'll take care of it for you. - It said, what he was leading towards the elevator.

- Then I'll explain it at lunch. - And when leaving the meeting. - It said

He went up, waited and sat his ear turned to his phone with the news in the stock section. - Dora was not the best business partner...

- Actually, it was worse Business partner that someone could have bought the shares of Lex Corp., they were stagnant and Wayne's going up, but he did everything he wanted even to fuck Luthor.

When he was interviewed by some reporters who came up in the middle of the party, and asked if he was going to do business with the bald guy.

He looked as if he didn’t see his eyes were on the cave cameras his data was being transferred.

Even if just now, while he had bugged the man without him noticing, and he was making a fool of himself to some reporters.

If only at least breaking into the old computers at Luthor's company headquarters, and once again he hated every meeting and every new piece of information...

Happening in the middle of it.

Then, when he was ushered towards a private room, where he was being waited on by Amasteus and in turn started to negotiate.

When he tried not to falter by sitting at the table among shareholders and chief executives.

- We are now turning to two revitalization projects and two forms of business... - He said towards a shareholder.

Bruce was evaluating each procedure and new defense weapons for the government with a momentary alliance in the construction of defense weapons...

At that time, he saw directed to stock spreads and monetary growth rising exponentially.

The old procedures and scholarship funded by the two companies in Gotham and Metropolises to Fawcett City, and the rains that carried the news, and the interference on television.

Now, he was doing business, and in training new employees they would have to intern at our companies...

- So, in this professional training and better than keeping them away from the job market... - He hated these meetings he went over this with Amasteus…

It happened during years of her escape, she became one of the underworld scientists and was one of Batman's teachers.

While it.

In another place.

That moment was mainly in alleys and destitutes that no one would miss, most of them were beggars, homeless people and drug addicts, many of these addicts had no family.

That being the case, it was until everything changed, and from now on until it changed and as much as the media was unaware of the fact that no one claimed the body.

There was an expiration date, and it was how long, he should take care to put saliva, breath, blood and sweat in each book so as not to be released.