mightier than The Man of Steel! How about that? I guess I really do possess the power of Heka after all! And now I finally possess Superboy as well! With both pletely at my disposal, at last I have everything I have ever wanted!" The Spellbihought to himself as he then asked the hypnotized hero-hunk, "So tell me, slave ... Who you are? What is your purpose?"
The spellbound Superman' s eyes were still locked on the Spellbinder' s as he slowly answered, "My name is Superslave. ..... And my sole purpose in life is to serve you, Master .... and only you! ..... "
"Very good, Superslave!" The Spellbinder said with evil grin as he reveled in his victory, "Now the spell has been cast and it ever be broken! You see, Superboy, I told you that I would make you pay for what you did to me! Yes, it may have taken me a few years to get my revenge on you, hero. But I have just assumed plete trol of both your mind and your body. For I finally have the one and only Superman as my own personal slave. And you shall remain totally under my power until the day you die! Oh, my saintly superhero, if you only knew of all of disturbing things that I plan to do to you ... of all of the indignities you will be expected to endure .... of all of the evil orders you will have no choice but to obey .... of all of the lewd sex acts I will have you perform for my enjoyment, you would probably wish you were dead! But not to worry, hero, you shouldn' t have that long to live .... just long enough to make sure you truly suffer!"
The Spellbinder finally released Superman from his hypnotic gaze but the expressionless superhero still kept staring off into space if as he was a zombie. Both of his once-blue irises were now totally white, his pupils had reduced to the size of a pinhead and he couldn' t close his eyes, not even to blink.
As The Man of Steel just stood there, frozen like a statue. the villain lustfully ogled his new slave, looking him up and down, "I must say, Supe