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Section I: Slug's lair
Slate woke up bound in his suit spread eagle. His hands and legs were held down to the floor by the green ooze from Slug. His balls felt heavy and he wanted to rub them but he couldn't move. He wasn't sure where Slug went but he was sure Slug was only beginning with his torment.
Section II: The Loft Meanwhile:
Razor was suited up along with The Intern ready to advance on Slug to join Slate. The Commissioner called the two of them in the loft. Commissioner video conferenced in.
"I know Slate is investigating Slug but we have two other disturbances in Grand Island City." The Commissioner said.
"What is it?" Razor said. The Commissioner stared at Razor. He was fit, less than 10% body fat, chocolate skin and a huge bulge.
The Intern stood up as well. He was short but stocky and his codpiece was wrapped his cock to form a tennis ball like bulge. His dark brown hair, sleepy eyes and square jaw gave him an All-American boy band look. The Commissioner clearly was in awe at the physiques on his screen.
One disturbance is outside Grand Island City in an old airport hanger that used to house airships and the other is at an old sewing factory in the Fashionista District.
"Oh boy." Razor said. "Why can't there ever be disturbances at margarita bars?"
"Seriously," The Intern said. "Or at a Cannabis shop."
"Cute." The Commissioner said. "I'll send back up to all locations but figured you guys could investigate."
"We're independently financed." Razor said. "We really need to see some perks from the city."
"Budget negotiations are this fall." The Commissioner said. "Are you guys on it?"
"Yeah." Razor said. "We'll check it out."
"Thanks." The Commissioner said.
"Divide and conquer." Razor said. "Which do you want to check out?"
"I'll check the Fashionista shop disturbance." The Intern said.
"I'll check the airship." Razor said.
Section III: Ambush. The Dwarf Urchin and The Electric Eel
Razor walked into the old hangar. He felt safe because it was wide open and you could see everything. He saw a fire on one of the old planes but it didn't seem out of control yet. He found an extinguisher and put the flames out. Odd he thought. The flames looked like they were controlled. He felt in the pit of his stomach that this could be an ambush. He turned around to walk out of the old plane. With the fire out the place was a little dark.
A dwarf appeared. He was no higher than Razor's waist and he was dressed in military gear. Razor walked close to him and then put his hands on his hips.
"Do you know anything about that fire?" Razor said. The dwarf just smiled and shook his head no. Another one appeared from the top of another plane. He was chubby and round. And then another appeared from another plane. He was chubby too but wore all black. The three dwarves then began to circle Razor. It must be a trap. Razor didn't feel intimidated because he dominated the three little dwarves and would give them an ass whopping if they tried anything.
"Do any of you talk?" Razor said.
"Left ball," The Fat one said.
"Right ball," The skinny one said.
"I want that ass." The one in all black said.
Razor immediately kicked one in the face. He then did a round house and knocked them all on their back. He did a flip in the air and landed on the one in the black.
"You want my ass?" Razor said. " Who are you?
"W-w-w-w-e" The dwarf said. "Are the urchins."
Razor felt a needle enter his ball. Then another hit his pec. Another hit his ass. Another hit his leg. Soon he was hit with thin needles all over. The dwarves set off a device which fired out needles like artillery. Razor's suit was no match for the needles. He fought on but his strength began to drain.
"Now." One said.
They began to assault Razor who was dizzy. Razor felt them squeeze his balls like they said they would. One was focused on his left ball and the other was focused on his right. Razor fought villains before but the attention that these guys had on his balls was on another level. They knew exactly which nodes would cause the most pain. The little urchin dwarves were trained ball busters. They stomped on the well endowed Razor's nut sack so hard it looked like shaking balloons. They stopped for a moment and looked at the sexy hero. His muscles could barely fit in his suit. They rolled him over and pulled his codpiece out from under his abdomen. His buttocks was up and his balls were right under but exposed. The chubby one jumped up and landed his heel right into Razor's balls. He then took a dildo and rammed it into Razor's butt. The suit was still on but Razor could feel that they wanted to penetrate. The one in the black suit was crazy. The more Razor yelled in agony the more he rubbed his foot on Razor's balls.
"Enough," a voice yelled.
"We were just having fun." The one in the black said.
Razor looked up and saw an oversized bodybuilder more massive than any villain he ever saw.
"Hello there." The voice said. "I'm Grand Island's Electric Eel."
"I'm Razor. Nice to meet you weirdo." Razor coughed in ball pain.
"Look at you." Eel said. "You're taken down by my minions. And I didn't have to do anything."
"What do you want?" Razor said. "Let me guess my cum?"
"No." Eel said. "Unfortunately I'm one of the few guys in this town that don't thrive off cum. I just want you to scream my name over and over again."
"Sicko." Razor said.
"I hate you heroes." Eel said. "You made me lose everything. Your friend Slate busted my drug operation and I was in jail for a decade. And now I want revenge. And you will bring me to him."
"Blow me." Razor said.
"I will." Eel said.
Eel went up to Razor and bear hugged him from behind. He then grabbed Razor's bulge and rubbed his cock up and down.
"Wow." Eel said. "How many inches is this?"
"G-g-get off of me." Razor said.
Eel pressed a button and his suit began to shock Razor. He held Razor by the balls and a current began to shock him. Razor became horny. His huge cock was full mast and pressed against the red suit. Eel took his hand and twisted it. Razor yelled but couldn't break away. Only one hero was free, The Intern.
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