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Spellbihen took the razor in his right hand. Sino average razor could shave away this alien superhero' s usually-thick hair without breaking, its incredibly sharp, bright green blade was also made from kryptonite. As he lied there panting, a look of panic suddenly came over Superman' s face as he groaned, "Uuuugghh ... " , still too tired to speak.
But the villain tried to reassure him, "Relax, Superman. You have nothing to worry about. I wouldn' t dream of cutting off this suct supercock of yours, especially now that it belongs to me. But I require all of my slaves to be -shaven. As you may have noticed, my other four slaveboys didn' t have any pubic hair left either. So try not to move, hero, and I promise you won' t even feel so much as a nick."
The Spellbinder grabbed a hold of his cod started to shave his pubes. Superman could feel the razor blade cut the body hair right off his skin. He wao fight back, but did not have enough strength left in him. In a few moments, Superman' s crotch was as smooth as a baby' s and the -shaven superhero was broken all the more.
After rinsing the shaving cream off Superman with the basin of water, Spellbihen moved some trols and Superman' s arms were slowly pulled upward, followed by the rest of his body. Superman was now standing upright again, still in the arm and leg restraints, but standing just the same. Totally spent, the hero' s head fell to his chest.
The mad magi once again flicked his magid and poof! .... As soon as the smoke cleared, the magi' s table as well as the empty bowl, the of shaving cream and the razor had all just mysteriously disappeared right before Superman' s eyes.
The Spellbihen said, "I told you I would give you a gift as well! And, as you are about to find out, I always keep my promises, Superman! Now I shall give to you the release you have been wanting for so long."
The Spellbiook off his hat and gloves, then got on his knees in front of Superma