There was a loud cracking sound, followed by a boom. A cloud of smoke rose from the shattered cylinder. Thud!
A muscular purple clad, skintight rubber suited man stood there in a shiny black rubber speedo with black rubber boots and gloves. He had the face of the henchmen, but with a much bigger bod.
"We have you now!"
Johnny asked, "W-where's your master?" as he managed to break the last frayed rope minding his hands. He nodded toward the smoking wreckage. Maybe the villain would let them go if his master was no more.
"Mmmft!"
The sound came from inside the now supervillain's Speedo. He looked down uncertainly, and shivered with pleasure. He moaned, then he tucked his thumbs in the waistband and peeled away the suit.
The chipmunk cheeked face of the master was revealed. He mumbled again, then opened his mouth wide to release the other man's swollen cock and balls. Or maybe it was both of their equipment fused together? It certainly was enormous.
"Gah, daart thing outta Muhammad muth!" Ordered the master's enraged face.
Johnny started giggling hysterically.