The Conquest of Lois Lane and Superman
Story by Wellsny44
Chapter 65
“I’m not finished with him. Not nearly finished with him.” Superman lay in the warm, scented bath in a blissful state of near oblivion and total sexual satisfaction. The words spoken to Lois by Charles Bryant baarely registered in his mind. Only that there would be more sex in his masters bed before this night ended. For the very first time he now thought of Charles Bryant, not by his name, but as “my master.” He was totally relaxed, dreamily reflecting on the dull, pleasant ache in his ass. An erotic reminder of Charles Bryant fucking that virgin ass. At first gently and then brutally as he had his way with the subjugated superhero. Pretention between Bryant and Superman was long past. Superman had been taken from behind, doggy style, brutally fucked and had behaved, finally, like a bitch in heat. Crying out for more. Pushing back at Bryants hips as they slammed that thick cock into his ass. Finally, totally under control, pleading, begging for Bryant to cum in his ass. Bryant had’nt disappointed and had pumped his cum into the helpless hero. An act that drove Superman insane with passion and triggered the most violent orgasm of his life. An act that cemented his total conquest. There was no going back to life as he knew it. The two powerful men, master and slave, sat quietly in the scented waters. Superman totally relaxed, lying in Bryants powerful arms. Warmed by the feel of a powerful, muscular chest behind him. Bryant idly stroking, caressing and massaging Superman’s chest, stomach, shoulders. Long minutes passed and finally Superman spoke. “Charles, may I speak?” Bryant granted him permission, pleased by the submissive demeanor of the defeated hero. Vindicated in his belief that Superman would’nt be totally conquered until he roughly fucked him. Superman spoke softly, “I don’t know how long I have been here. It seems like years but I know it’s only been 7 or 8 days. A while ago I told you that Batman knew I was coming here and if he did’nt hear from me, he would come looking. Now, I don’t want that to happen. I’m asking for your permission to contact him and call that off before things get too far.” “Yes,” Bryant replied, “it’s time to deal with Batman. But first, let’s go back to bed. I need to be sucked some more.” That pleased The Man of Steel. He liked it that he so aroused Bryant his manhood was already growing hard. Superman could feel the cock hardening against the small of his back. Bryant stood up and stepped from the scented waters and Superman quickly followed. Obediently accepting the towel, he began drying Bryant’s tight, muscular body. Gently drying his captors chest and back before moving behind him. Admiring the deep V of Bryant’s back. The muscular shoulders and the narrow waist. His eyes dropped to those hard buttocks and a moment later Superman dropped to his knees. Gently patting the water from that perfect ass, he found himself in the grip of a desire so strong he was unable to resist. He reached around and took Bryant’s now hard cock in his hand and at the same time he began licking his masters buttocks. He was being swept away with lust. With his free hand he parted those hard cheeks and began licking Bryant’s most intimate place. With long wet strokes of his tongue he signalled his ultimate surrender. Bryant himself could only stand a moment of this delicious torment and turned around. His perfectly formed, 9 inch cock fell in front of the superhero’s face. When Superman moved to suck it Bryant stopped him gently. “Whoa…you are an eager girl, are’nt you. C’mon, back to bed.” Bryant strode back into the bedroom and Superman quickly followed.
Chapter 66
“Whoa…you are an eager girl, are’nt you? C’mon, back to bed.” Superman, tamed and submissive, obediently followed his naked captor back to the huge bed. Admiring the perfect buttocks and legs of his master in the dim light of the bedroom. The broad shoulders and a back of sculpted muscles. The conquored superhero ruefully concluded that he could not get enough of that perfect body. Bryant pulled the pillows up against the headboard and both handsome, muscular men slid in under the black, satin sheets. Bryant played with several remotes and finally a large tv screen descended from the ceiling. Putting his arm around Superman he drew him closer till finally Superman lay with his head on Bryant’s broad chest. Waiting for Bryant to start whatever it was he wanted the captured superhero to see. Under the satin sheets Superman’s hand slowly moved to Bryant’s sleek thigh. Caressing it and then moving up to lightly tease with his fingertips, Bryant’s thick but soft cock. He ached to suck it but knew he might be punished if he was too presumtive. A feeling of pure pleasure suffused him when he felt Bryant, once again, becoming aroused. The cock thickening and growing in Superman’s willing hand. His mouth was hungry for that hard male flesh. Now the huge TV screen lit up. The Man of Steel was startled by the pictures he saw. In the main recreation roon Lois Lane and Mona appeared on the screen. This was obviously no recording but was in real time. Mona stood tall and proud in a butter-soft, black cat suit. Next to her, Lois Lane, naked, hung in chains. Moaning piteously, a vibrator buried in her pussy and a dildo submerged in her ass. She jerked back in forth, moaning into a ball-gag forced into her mouth. Droplets of sweat fell from her damp black hair. Her forehead dripped sweat as she shook her head back and forth. Locked in bondage, Lois Lane was groaning in pain and passion as the woman she loved tormented her. Several angry red welts were visible on her ass cheeks and a few across her thighs. Next to Lois the branding table was set up. The branding iron was visible, thrust into the supercold liquid. The vapors from the liquid nitrogen rose towards the ceiling. Mona looked into the camera obviously awaiting instructions from Charles Bryant. Charles Bryant pulled Superman closer whispering obscene things quietly in his ear as he nuzzled him and aroused him. “There she is Superman. The woman you love. Your wife. The woman who betrayed you with me. Who eagerly blew me the first night here. She had an orgasm watching you have “slave” branded on your ass. Spent the last week eagerly eating Mona’s pussy untroubled by the loss of your powers. Tell me, Man of Steel, what should we do with this unfaithful bitch. This wild whore you married. Tell me. Do we brand that perfect ass of hers?
