The Conquest of Lois Lane and Superman
Story by Wellsny44
Chapter 25
The two men stood drying themselves in Charles Bryant’s bathroom The Man of Steel was grateful for the warm shower and a chance to clean himself. But he was very upset by the long, lingering kiss he had endured from Bryant. Those powerful arms had held him fast. He was unable to escape from the muscular body jammed against his. Chest to chest, stomach to stomach, thigh to thigh as the water splashed down on them. He was painfully aware of the feeling of Bryants hardening manhood pressed firmly against his. A situation that left him mixed up and confused. He spoke quietly to Bryant who had finished toweling himself dry. Bryant turned to listen, further unbalancing the superhero who now faced a naked conquorer. “Please don’t get angry but I wish to tell you my feelings about your sexual advances. Is that Ok?” Bryant said, “Since you said please, go ahead.” Superman spoke quietly and with firm conviction, “I am not a gay man. I’m offended by your sexual advances and I love the woman you’r holding here. You’r wasting your time if you think I would ever willingly have sex with you. Free us now and I will forget this ever happened. You have my word.” Bryant reached out, hooking a finger under the metal slave collar that encircled Supermans neck. He pulled him close so they were just inches apart. He spoke in a cold voice to the fallen superhero, “Superman, you are not an “i”, you’r an “it.” And you’r my “it.” I’ll do with you what I choose. Look at you, shaved and sleek like a woman. You’r a pussy who has to beg for his womans release. Lois Lane will come to me on her own, count on it. She’ll need a good fuck after she sees what I’m going to do to you. You’r finished Superman. I’m going to make a woman out of you.” Bryant released the collar and Superman stumbled backwards. He couldn’t face Bryant and he looked down to avoid the eyes of this man. Bryant shoved him out into the bedroom. From a drawer he pulled out a pair of red panties which he handed to The Man of Steel. “Here, put these on. You’ll wear these today.” A cowering superhero stepped into the red panties pulling them up over his ample manhood. Superman moaned aloud when he realized the full implication of this humiliation. The red panties had his bright “S” logo right over his cock and balls. Bryant handed him a white silk robe to wear which he slipped on. It tied about the waist but only reached to mid-thigh. Bryant put on a similar robe and said to Superman, “Leave us go and join the girls for breakfast. I’m dying for Lois and Mona to see your new outfit.”
Chapter 26
The two men arrived at the swimming pool to greet Lois and Mona who were already there. The women sat at a table, shaded from the morning sun. A second table was piled high with fresh cut fruit and assorted other treats including hot coffee. Lois watched the two men approach their table. Superman obediently followed Charles Bryant who held his leash. Lois noticed that Bryant had dispensed with the hobbling chain which had connected Supermans ankle bracelets. Both men wore white silk robes tied about the waist and reaching to mid thigh. She could not decide which of the two men was more attractive and wondered if they were naked under the robe. A thought that troubled her given the circumstances. She remembered the illicit thrill of several nights previous when she had gone to pieces in Bryants arms and ended up hungrily sucking his hard cock. She pushed the thoughts away. Bryant and Superman reached the table and the billionaire unleashed Superman. Bryant sat with the women and said to Superman, “Now you may serve us breakfast. But first, slip that robe off and show the ladies your new Superman costume.” The Man of Steel’s face grew crimson with shame as he obeyed and dropped the silk robe from his muscled body revealing it in all it’s splendid male beauty. He stood naked before them wearing only a tiny pair of red silk panties emblazoned with his “S” logo. The silk panties struggled to cover his manhood. The slave collar and the ankle and wrist bracelets created an erotic picture. Mona giggled and said, “Oh, I like it. It’s so fitting…er..no pun intended.” Mona was smiling broadly while lois studied something on the table, not wanting to see his humiliation. Mona continued tormenting him, “Tell me, Man of Steel, do you like our matching outfits. I selected them for us. Do you think we’re beautiful?” Both women wore emerald green satin and lace baby dolls with matching hairbands. Both were stunning in their beauty. Mona reached over and put her hand over Lois’, a gesture that was not lost on the fallen hero. “Yes, you are both beautiful,” he said without emotion. Breakfast began and Superman dutifully served them knowing disobedience would result in more paddling. He was then permitted to sit at the food table and eat his breakfast while the 3 of them chatted happily on a beautiful tropical morning. His misery was growing deeper with each mouthful of food. He knew he was losing this psychological battle and losing it badly. He had failed to find a strategy. Toward the end of the meal Mona spoke to him. Superman, of the 3 colors of your uniform, blue, yellow and red, which is your favorite? If you had to pick one.” Superman, puzzled, finally answered, “red.” “Oh good,” Mona said coyly, “I have a present I’m going to give you later this morning. Something you’ll always remember me by.”
