The Conquest of Lois Lane and Superman
Story by Wellsny44
Chapter 15
Charles Bryant wheeled the gurney, on which the naked, unconscious superhero lay, into his bedroom. With the help of Lois and Mona they dragged him off and onto Bryant’s bed. Superman lay on his back, legs spread apart, muscular arms falling away to each side. Naked and helpless. Lois watched, horrified. She believed they were now in the clutches of a madman who intended to kill them both. She knew the crimes being commited here would guarantee that Bryant would never let them escape. Bryant slowly took his wet clothes off and dropped them on the tiled floor. He stood over the fallen hero and said to him, “It’s cost me millions and millions of dollars to set this trap for you Superman. But seeing you here, in my bed, naked and helpless, makes me realize that it was money well spent. Lois watched the billionaire with apprehension as he stood over Supermans prostrate body. She noted that Bryant had a body almost the match of the superheros. Slim hips and a broad, powerful back. He sat down on the edge of the bed and ran his hands up and down Supermans muscular chest and stomach. He reached down and caressed perfect thighs. Lois could see that Bryant’s thick cock was rapidly hardening. He began caresssing his captives cock. Flaccid, it did not respond but even soft it was impressive, more than filling Bryants hand. For the first time a long moan escaped from Superman signifying the worst was over. Bryant was now fully hard. He said to the fallen hero, “You can’t imagine how hot this makes me.” He looked over at Lois and said, “Get over here and suck me off.” Lois obeyed instantly, kneeling on the tile floor she began to suck Bryant’s cock. Any thoughts of resistance had vanished. As she did so, Bryant took Supermans thick cock into his mouth and slowly began working it. For many long minutes nothing. Then slowly, very slowly the hard cock thicked and grew erect even though consciousness had not yet returned. A soft moan escaped Superman’s lips. Bryant erupted from his excitement, filling Lois’ mouth. She swallowed it all and kept sucking till finally he told her to stop. “We have both done enough for now Lois. I’ll stay with him till he wakes. You go with Mona. Get those wet clothes off and she has your new clothing.” “What new clothes”, thought Lois, puzzled by the statement. She got up off her knees trying not to meet Mona’s knowing gaze but failed. Lois withered before that triumphant smile and hated to hear the truth of what Mona said. “You know Lois, you had to suck him off. But no one forced you or told you to swallow it. No one told you to caress his ass cheeks as you blew him. You did those things on your own. Unasked. Charles loves a woman who warms to her tasks.”
Chapter 16
Slowly consciousness returned to Superman as he lay naked in Charles Bryant’s bed. As his awareness grew he realized he was naked. All the pain associated with his exposure to kryptonite seemed to have vanished. Slowly he began to move and was shocked to find that his ankles were hobbled together by an 18 inch length of chain attached to metal collars about his ankles. He Looked down and saw the chain was attached by small padlocks. Then from each ankle another chain reached up and was padlocked on his wrist bracelets. The length of that chain effectivly restrained him in raising his wrists more then an inch or so above his waist. “What the hell??” He yanked on the chains to burst them but all he got was a pain in his wrists. He moved around and put his feet onto the floor, sitting on the edge of the bed. Now he saw his antagonist standing quietly watching him from a few feet away. The situation now dawned on Superman: A monstrously clever, complicated plot to capture him. But Why. Bryant was no criminal. He was a billionaire with world-wide respect. Superman glared up at him and said, “You’ll never get away with this Bryant. You are going to pay dearly for this. And where is Lois?” Bryant quietly said only, “Get up. On your feet.” Superman stood and Bryant stepped forward and slapped Superman across the face. An instant later a second slap landed on the man of steel’s other cheek. Bryant spoke softly but in a menacing voice,”You’re through. You and Your whore are both over. It’s time you learned humility and I am just the guy to teach you.” Superman was stunned. His cheeks had crimsoned from the force of the slaps. They hurt like hell and Bryant had caught him mentally unprepared. With his wrists chained down to his ankles he could only have raised his hands a couple of inches anyway. Bryant produced and dog leash and attached it to Supermans neck collar. “Let’s go Superman, we’re off to the rec-room.” He walked out of the bedroom with a naked, leashed Superman behind him struggling to keep up, his ankles chained together. He almost fell twice but Bryant never looked back. Walking swiftly and yanking hard on the leash when Superman fell a bit behind. They entered the rec-room which was about 40 by 40 foot. It functioned as a TV room, exercise room, movie theatre, gym and judging by one area, a bondage room. That area was full of leather items and sexual toys and apparatus. Bryant pushed the captured superhero into the bondage area. Superman was pushed face-first against a padded wall and locked to it by short lengths of chains already attached to the wall. Bryant stepped back and admired his handy-work. Superman was bound flat against the wall. The superhero hadn’t said anything since being slapped in the face. His nimble mind desperatly sough a way to escape this trap. He saw none. Inwardly he was seething with rage but did not show it. Bryant pressed a button on a wall intercom and spoke to Mona. “Mona, bring his whore down here. I’m ready to begin Superman’s training.”
