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~The Hero's Fall~

Quake, the strongest hero of the league, woke up and checked the news before doing his daily routine of self-care. With his baggy tired eyes, he gave himself a one last look before going out for a patrol in the city.

Quake wasn’t being known as the ‘strongest hero’ for no reason, his muscles were so big that even on his considerably large mirror, his shoulders were staying out of the frame. His gray skin, full of strength were glistening under the morning sun. Deciding to stall no further, he polished his horn, the conduit for his power, and then put on his suit to do his duty.

There was something eerie about the streets recently. Ever since the maestro made a whole display about how ‘heroes will fall’ and that everyone will eventually realize their true purpose in the ‘true hierarchy’ weeks ago, there has been a noticeable drop in the criminal activity in Midnight City. Quake watching the streets from high buildings as the rhino always had done, haven’t seen many supervillains recently either. His curiosity was both making him nervous and excited at the same time.

Although he would never admit, city’s respected rhino hero had a bit of a selfish motive for his duty. Quake loved glory. He loved the praise. Yes, ‘doing the right thing’ with his powers was also among his motivations for his acts but that was never the first in line, if he ever were to make a list.

Quake often would walk among the city folk, signing posters and taking pictures when he is not actively on duty. Today, after not spotting a single crime happening in the alleys or anywhere in the city that he could see, the rhino decided that he should perhaps get in touch with the citizens that admired him so much. So, he did just that. After several minutes of Quake making an appearance in the main square of the city, people started to gather around him. Rhino took his sweet time signing and taking pictures with the civilians, after all, his super hearing would help him if someone screamed for help. Maybe an hour or so later, when all the posters were signed and all the pictures were taken, there was one person left holding a small picture in his hand, probably in his early twenties. He was the last one in the crowd. He could sign whatever it is that he was holding and then he could retract to his house for some good relief.

“Hey there citizen, you need me to sign it?” Quake leaned forward and asked the young man.

In response the guy nodded in a shy manner which gave a small boost to Quake’s ego and when the Quake picked up the picture he ran away without getting his picture back. Even though the rhino was confused at first, he wasn’t going to chase after someone only to give them his own signature. He looked at the picture out of curiosity and checked at what it was, since it didn’t look like any of his photos. It was just a picture of some warehouse taken during nighttime. When he was thinking why would anyone need this picture signed up, he flipped the picture to read what’s written on the back.

“Still searching? Fine, I guess I’ll have to give you a hand :)” -Maestro

Quake froze for a second, his mind was racing about many things all at once. So many question marks in his mind. At least he got a hint now, after weeks of searching h know where to go. After he silenced his mind, he thought whether if he should chase the man to question him about who gave him the picture, but he was already out of Quake’s sight and weirdly his ears didn’t pick any sound either. Admitting his best trail was to run the image through an image recognition database, Quake rushed home without any other thought.

It took the image search two days and 6 hours, Quake was stuck in front of the screen without being able to sleep from thinking that it can finish any moment. After the notification popped up on the screen with a loud buzzing sound, rhino immediately wrote down the address and despite his sleepy state rushed outside.

Thanks to his magnetic abilities, Quake was able to polarize his own magnetic field to earth’s and fly that way, so the road the warehouse only lasted roughly 20 minutes. He decided to land a little further from the warehouse so instead of diving down on the warehouse he can sneak up and make an attack plan. His suit was getting uncomfortable from days of being worn, the spandex of his suit probably stained and smelling with sweat. Although how he smelled was at the bottom of his priorities right now, so Quake just ignored the uncomfortable suit that was hugging him tight from every inch of his body and advanced further.

Warehouse was situated in a weird location in the middle of nowhere and certain energy supplies like generators and lights could be seen without getting too close to the warehouse.

“What are you trying to achieve Maestro?” Quake said to himself before moving closer to the warehouse.

There were several cars and trucks around the warehouse as well, so rhino could surely expect more than one person that he can possibly engage with. With the confidence coming from being the strongest hero, he pushed away his doubts away with a shake of his head and walked forward to the building.

As he got closer, the sound of some musing and chattering became more noticeable to the hero, which made him realize despite his hearing, he hadn’t heard of anything until this very moment. The idea of his hearing not working as usual placed some seeds of doubt into his head. Thinking maybe it’s not so wise to wander here alone. In the middle of his train of thoughts, a sound like a screech interrupted Quake’s planning, and hero forgot what he was even thinking about. He was here to catch a villain and end his evil plot here and now, whatever it was.

With the re-lit confidence of the hero, Quake walked forward with even more strength than before, making the ground shake beneath him. Not subtle enough for someone who wanted to approach this mission sneakily. But Quake didn’t care, he was sure he could put an end to this. So, his march continued.

“Looks like our guest is finally here people! Let’s show him how hospitable we are!”

Quake heard very melodic and beautiful voice coming from inside the warehouse, that seems to be boosted from multiple speakers.

“Maestro… I found you.”

Quake jumped over the top of the warehouse in a flash and let his weight and muscles do the rest of the work as he dropped down, breaking the roof of the warehouse only to land on a what seems to be a fighting pit with many, many audiences seated every side of the pit. A loud round of applause accompanied Quake’s ground shaking landing as the audience started screaming and cheering. Stunned by the situation he has been caught in; hero couldn’t do much but to scan his surroundings to understand what was going on.

“Well, well, well…” That beautiful voice spoke again, from a silhouette who is half covered in shadows holding a microphone, before stepping forward to reveal himself.

In front of the rhino, stood a tiger, with a slender physique yet with quite definitions to his muscles in his tight spandex suit with a swirl on it. Maestro. His face was only hidden behind a small mask, still showing his cream-colored fur around his muzzle and dark grey fur on the rest of his face. Quake wanted to grab the maestro and arrest him along with every audience here for being an accomplice, but his feet didn’t move an inch, neither any of his muscle.

“I can see that you have many questions in your head, great hero.” Maestro spoke to the microphone looking at the audience instead of the knelt hero himself.

“But worry not! I shall explain everything very, VERY soon!” Tiger ended his speech and bowed towards the audience in every direction. Maestro raised his arms and with a loud enough clap to blast any normal civilians’ eardrums, he signaled someone to turn off the lights and start some music.

The moment the lights turned on, from every imaginable direction, a melody so sweet that made the hero focus his hearing on it started to blast from the speakers. The lights around danced on the fighting pit in a very specific way that also made the rhino follow them. Before Quake able put any meaning into anything that’s been going on in his surroundings Maestro spoke again with a much more intimidating tone.

“Here’s the deal, hero. We will fight, you and I.” Maestro’s sentenced had a small rhythm to them that matched the music that’s been playing in the background. “If you win, you’ll get to take me to jail and lift the veil.” Lights flashed once again and then focused on Maestro. “If you win however, I will lay claim on you, forever.” A smirk took its place on Maestro’s muzzle, very quickly turning into a grin.

“This is nonsense!” Quake shouted with anger. “Before I drag you out from here, do you have anything to say in your expense?”

A laughter echoed in the pit, making the hero confused for a second as to why. Before Quake was able to say or do anything else Maestro continued.

“Nonsense you call it, but you’re not aware you’re already fallen for it.” He laughed once more. “If you’re so certain that you’ll prevail, then come give them a show, major scale.”

Quake started to pick up on that Maestro was talking in rhymes which was infuriating more than one would think. So, he mustered up all his strength and stood up from his previous position as the music took on a different, sultry yet fast paced rhythm.

Quake rushed and gathered all his strength on a single punch, swinging at the smug tiger in front of him, which the tiger swiftly dodged with an acrobatic move. The punch and all its motion moved Quake closer to one of the speakers, loud as ever. Trying to regain his posture he could have sworn that there were very faint lyrics to the song that was playing but it didn’t matter at the time, so he took his stance yet again against the tiger.

“That could have killed me if you managed to land it hero, but if there was a score board, I’d be one and you’d be zero.” Villain spoke smugly.

“Stop doing this bullshit!” Quake yelled at his opponent who was just showing off and bowing to the audience in every change he gets.

The hero, looked at his surroundings to use anything in his own advantage, then after a second he realized he didn’t even try using his powers. Maestro was just a clown in the big range of villains he faced before; he could simply crash him with a thought. Then why… Why hasn’t he done so yet?

Quake tried to focus on his own powers trying to reach the inner strength that resides in him. Nothing. He couldn’t feel the earth beneath him nor the any metal that’s he’s been surrounded with. His expression of anger turned into one of panic really fast. When the rhino raised his eyes to meet with the tiger standing in front of him, he’s met with a grin wide enough to show his fangs.

“What’s the matter hero? What made you furrow?” Maestro spoke, his voice, his beautiful voice yet again resonating everywhere in the warehouse along with the cheers of the audience.

The audience. Quake haven’t had a chance to pay attention the people sat around the warehouse watching his fight with the villain. He focused his eyesight on them, slowly scanning for any familiar faces. After several seconds of scanning, Quake realized that the tiger wasn’t making any moves on him, but he was dancing around him mockingly. He wanted to hit him, he wanted to bury his face to the ground, but ‘I must watch.’ He thought to himself and kept looking.

The hero’s face changed another shade upon recognizing several faces in the crowd. Fyrestorm, a very infamous villain that he has faced before, was now cheering for maestro without any piece of clothing on him except what seems to be a jockstrap, which wasn’t hiding much to see. Hollow, Tombstone, and many more villains were in the same situation. He was sure that he was in a very one-sided enemy territory, until…

Until he saw some more familiar faces, his allies. His brethren that he fought with some of the villains that they were sitting side by side not too long ago, also cheering for Maestro. Their faces are in pure bliss, their jockstraps barely trying to hide their very visible malehoods. He was in danger, if a single supervillain could trap all of his previous enemies and friends in this place, in this condition, he had to run. Fast.

“Oh, now you can see, but don’t even think to flee.” Maestro came closer and with him, several high-tech cameras that rhino hadn’t notices before also closed in. “It is too late for that, now you’ll have to meet your fate and be my doormat.” With that, Maestro landed a kick on the hero’s chest with a vibration that’s strengthening his blows, possibly from his boots.

When The Quake hit the ground facing up towards the lights, he saw them flashing once more with the change of musing, taking a sultrier melody.

“W-what are you doing to me? How do you have so many devotees along with this much power over me?” Quake said gritting his teeth, realizing he too, now speaking in rhymes.

“You’ve been fighting for nothing for so long, just forget it all and listen the song.” Mastro responded to the fallen hero nearing his defeat. As if by command, the song’s lyrics started to pick up in volume, being more audible now to the rhino. Telling him to submit, let go, admit his defeat.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Maestro, towering over his fallen and unable to move body, smiling over him with an obvious sign of victory.

“Every word and every beat is weakening you further so don’t bother resisting. You will realize that I can be very convincing.”

Quake tried to muster up all his strength to get up but he was unable to do so only grunting and thrashing to get rid of his unseen and non-existing binds. During his struggle, Maestro continued his monologue.

“You act all mighty and powerful, but you forget one thing. The only thing you’re good for is worshipping.” Maestro’s words had a stronger impact on the hero’s mind more and more as the music kept going and the bass coming from the speakers assaulted his ears and his mind.

Quake wasn’t even aware of the closing cameras on his face and his body, streaming the whole humiliation ritual not only to the audience for better viewing but unbeknownst to him, also to whole city to show who their hero is in truth. One camera closed up on his crotch, streaming it to everyone in the warehouse and the city, making them watch as his cock gradually grew in size. While the second camera filmed the event from a wider angle, the third one came closer, focusing on his face.

“I started to thing you may enjoy this humiliation, look how excited you are from this display of submission.” The tiger kept taunting and humiliating the rhino further. He lifted his one paw right above his face, while the hero still trying to hold on what remained from his willpower, crumbling bit by bit with each note coming from the speakers.

“Our mighty hero under the beneath of a villain’s dirty paws, maybe he should use his horn to scrape to dirt off of it, just because.” As maestro got his paws closer to the hero’s face, the music felt like it was getting louder for the once-mighty Quake. He fought with everything he got to resist to urge to listen, to submit, to worship. It was not a possible outcome if he were to asked an hour ago yet here he was, sticking his tongue out towards the approaching paw.

“Ah ah ah, not yet my pet, you have to beg for it for the cameras if you want to get my toes wet.” Maestro taunting the defeated hero further, with his mocking yet beautiful voice.

“please” Quake said, his voice almost a whisper.

“I think I couldn’t hear you, and If I couldn’t I’m sure no one was able to.”

With the last kicking bass sound coming from the speakers, the last remaining piece of the hero crumbled away and he shouted with all the air in his lungs.

“PLEASE I WANT TO LICK YOUR TOES! THIS IS THE THING I CHOSE!” Quake’s voice rumbled the entire warehouse.

“There you go pet, much better. Now you should get my toes wetter.”

“Thank you sngnhhhj—” Quake’s gratitude was cut short with the Maestro’s paws showed inside his mouth.

The camera filming his face, captured an expression in pure bliss, as his tongue danced on the tiger’s toes hungrily, The other camera focusing on his now fully grown cock, saw it spurt out ropes of cum, only some of it managing to escape the binds of spandex prison they were held in, while the main camera capturing the whole humiliation ritual in its entirety.

Music was now silenced and only things reaching the cameras were grunts and moans of the newly fallen hero and his previous allies and enemies in the audience. All of whom are staining their jockstraps with their long waiting to be released cum, without needing a stimulus.

Maestro, removing his mask and leaning down on the hero spoke once more, not needing to rhyme anymore.

“This is the beginning pet, I’ll make sure that you will be a very loyal footslut for me.”

And with a hand of Maestro’s gesture, all the cameras cut the feed, leaving the villains and heroes into their worship of their new master and a whole city in shock and arousal.

~The End~