Date: Fri, 10 Sep 2021 14:13:03 +0000 (UTC)
From: ropingtop@aol.com
Subject: The Capture of Superman's protege - installment 5

"You'll need to wear this my sweet boy.  Just for a day."  Vulpus had
pulled out a cage for Bolt's penis.
"HUH?  Why?  I don't understand."
Vulpus smiled.  "Of course you do.  You are going to be milked.  That is
not a new concept to you is it?"
Bolt's mind began to race.  He knew .  "No Lord Vulpus.  It is not new."
"The consequences of not producing, when hooked to the milker, are
severe.  " He lowered his voice.
"Dashan longs for your flesh as you know.  A captive male who does not
produce seed, is only... meat."
"SHIT.  That'll scare me into not shooting!" Vulpus laughed.
"You will shoot.  I know various means of bringing you to your edge.
Now... while I would love to exert my right as owner, and lock you
myself, I will give you the option of doing it on your own.  It will only
be for a day."  Trembling, Bolt unzipped his costume.  His cock, flaccid
since he had spent himself the night before, hung there.
"Please do what you will with  your property, Lord."  Vulpus smiled.  His
tongue ran around the perimeter of Bolt's ear.
"I am certain you will produce more than any of the machines have ever
calibrated my beautiful blond boy.  It will be over very soon.  Perhaps
you should talk to your fellows.  They have all undergone it."

"OH YEAH.  It's not too bad.  They do strap you down - just like Vulpus
does - but then they put these visors on you.  You see a film of
something that gets you hot, and there's some tool that tickles the back
of your cock.  The longer you can hold out, the bigger the load. "
"Then .. what do they do?"  Bolt was afraid of the answer."  Blue Feather
continued.
"The semen is then offered to the highest bidder.  Every time there is a
milking - it only happens once every week - the females gather.
Sometimes, we have to be protected because, well, the smell reminds them
of oceans, and... they get a little crazy. "
"Dashan?"  Bolt asked.  Blue shook his head.
"She's usually not there.  Especially not when superman is brought for a
milking - that's only once a month . She already has a bid in for his
semen.  Her 'exclusive use' .  Would that it did any good.  That bitch is
so dry you could get a bigger drink in the desert."
"So, she's...."
"Yeah.   The word that gets tossed around if you don't think you'll get
caught, is barren.  The only one who doesn't believe it is Dashan.
Meanwhile, the other gals, they probably COULD handle his sperm, but they
just can't get it."
"I don't understand."
Blue continued.  "Whether it's the truth or not, I don't know.  They say
that superman's semen is so powerful that it destroys any ovum it
contacts which isn't also super.  That's part of the reason why she's
so... hungry.  She feels that by consuming more flesh, her eggs will be
stronger.  She is INSISTENT that she's going to carry superman's baby.
Or babies.
"GOD . THESE PEOPLE ARE SICK.  SICK AND WEIRD."   Blue looked at him.
"You seem to enjoy Vulpus' company."
"Uh, and you haven't been pissed that he picks me every night?"
Blue was silent.  "That'll change.  Wait and see.  He's fickle. "

Blue, Lucifer, Red, and Bolt were all caged that night.  When their
morning food was brought, it was especially plentiful, and richer than
usual.
"Those to be milked shall eat a hearty meal"  Livio joked.

Locadians came for the four of them about an hour after they had eaten
their meal.  Bolt had learned, from the others, that the Locadians were a
very prolific race that the  Fox Tribe had conquered hundreds of years
ago.  They had lived as servants to the Fox Tribe since then.  The group
that led them to what Livio joked was the "milking stall," but was
actually a shining metallic laboratory, seemed somewhat different.
"Eunuchs"  Blue Feather whispered to Bolt.  "They were selected so as not
to present any issues with the collection.  Every Locadian you meet today
lacks a piece of equpiment."
Bolt almost laughed.  With the Fox Tribe unable to ejaculate, and then
castrated Locadians:  were the only cocks in the lab going to be the ones
milked?    As they were being led in, Bolt saw a glimpse:  the shining
bald head, leading superman on a green leash. superman's head was bowed,
and he was wearing nothing but a short light green loin cloth type of
garment.   Bolt's cock sprung to attention.

They took Bolt first, because it was the first time.  The Locadian who
was administering the collection actually seemed to be a woman.  (Red
told him later that no, Mixtello was the most senior of the eunuchs, and
extremely adept at what he did.  Vulpus insisted that he be the
"gatherer" for Bolt.)
Bolt saw the kindly smile on Mixtello's face.
"Bolt it is, am I right?"
"You're correct Sir."  Mixtello laughed.
"They have trained you well, but Bolt, you would do well NEVER to use a
term like Sir for a Locadian.  Mixtello, Mixti, slave, all serve.  For
now, if you would please prepare yourself.  You will need to lie on that
platform.  We will need to unzip your jersey.  Would you prefer to do it
yourself.?"
"I would thank you."  It was nothing against Mixtello, but at this point,
the only ones Bolt wanted undressing him were Vulpus and Livio.. and
maybe superman."
"If you would insert your hands in the stirrups."  Bolt was used to this
and did so.
"Perfect.  In the days of old, it was always a struggle with the donors.
I'm glad it is not such with you.  Now, I'm going to put these on your
eyes.  You are going to feel a pinch when I remove the cage, and then the
cap on your penis.  Nothing will hurt.

Bolt felt the visor fitting onto his eyes.  He could hear, but he
couldn't see.  The darkness was total.  Then he heard a voice.
"It doesn't matter where I see your body, it's always a turn on
Michael."
"Lord Vulpus?  Are you there?"
Bolt heard a husky laugh.  "I told you I'd be here for the first one
didn't I?"  He felt the gloved hand he had gotten accustomed to move down
his torso.  "I am thinking of calling all of my boys by their real
names.  There is no need to use your superhero names anymore is there?
"  His hand had moved down to where Bolt's cock was standing rigid.
"nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnng"  Bolt reacted to the warmth, and the
slight pressure.
"It is your decision Lord Vulpus.  I will respond to whatever you say. "
Vulpus laughed again.
"So compliant.  It is interesting.  Lex told me that you would probably
be the most difficult of the four to train.  In fact, you have been the
easiest."   He ran his hand through Bolt's hair, which was beginning to
grow longer than the "Marine cut"  Bolt favored, then he bent down and
kissed Bolt's forehead.
"The procedure is going to begin I'm right here sitting next to the
platform.  If you call out, I'll answer to let you know I'm here
Michael.  Relax now.  It will all be over very very soon."
Then there was silence, until he heard the Locadian turn on a switch.  He
felt a low, but persistent vibration at the base of his ass, and another
one through the cap on his penis.  It wasn't unpleasant.  He felt his
balls swelling.
Even though he had the visor on, Bolt closed his eyes.  When he did, he
saw superman getting fucked by Luthor. To his surprise, it didn't disgust
him:  it was arousing him.  He wasn't restrained other than at his
wrists, and Bolt began to buck at the hips.  He was getting close.  The
gentle stimulation, the occasional touch he felt from Vulpus, and the
visions he was seeing.
He felt his ass rising and falling on the platform, faster and faster.
"It's like a spanking" he thought to himself, and then.... his cry was
soundless, but Vulpus saw that his mouth was opened, and the signs of
relief were passing over his face.  The Locadian  turned to Vulpus and
smiled.
"It's a good load, Lord Vulpus.  Probably at least enough for four
applications.  Vulpus smiled.  "I knew he could do it. "
"Should I leave him to  you to release?"
"If that doesn't violate procedure, I would appreciate it."
Mixtello left the room, and Vulpus took the visor off, then the apparatus
at Bolt's penis.
"How are you feeling my sweet?"  He kissed Bolt's lips.
"God, it was ...  WEIRD Sir.  WEIRD.  I thought I saw  superman being
taken by Luthor."  Vulpus smiled.
"Would you like to see that?  It can be arranged."
Bolt didn't answer.  He didn't know.
"I didn't take the stirrups off yet, my prince, because..."  He began to
circle Bolt's nipples with his fingers.  "It is very difficult for me to
know that you are being released by someone or something other than me.
"  Bolt was still recovering from the milking:  it was:   thorough.  He
thought his balls had shrunk to the size of peas.
"How often does this happen, Lord Vulpus?"
"Probably once a week.  Now that you've had your first, it will be
better. "  He undid the stirrups.
"Do you believe you can stand?"
"I think so Lord."
"Let us not take chances. "  Vulpus picked him up and cradled him in his
arms.  "You'll need to get dressed Michael.  Or Bolt.  Please consider
what I asked you.  I am thinking the four of you would be more
comfortable with your given names, and the clothes you knew before you
became junior heroes.  Lex has brought what we would need. "

He carried Michael to an empty room.  There was a side room for getting
dressed.  When he came back out, there was a tray of food - mostly snacks
and lightly sweetened cakes, and a large pitcher of a drink with a name
he couldn't pronounce, but which reminded him of the pina coladas he used
to favor.
"Please help yourself"  a Locadian at the side whom he hadn't seen,
said.  "They will help you to recuperate from the procedure."

Over the course of the next hour, Livio joined him.  Then Blue, then
Lucifer.    Mike blushed when Blue asked.
"SO.  How's it like to lose your virginity AGAIN, stud."  Mike didn't
know how to answer.
"Get used to it.  By now, all of our semen has been packaged and is being
offered to the Vulpine chicks.  Our photos are over each selection.
They'll be gone in less than an hour.
"This is an embarrassing question"  Mike asked  "But... I don't think
I've ever...."   the other three started giggling.
"Two things Mike.  First, you felt the vibrations right? "
"Uh, yeah, of course I did."
"They are calibrated to your body.  The next time you get on the
platform, they will start at the point which showed stimulated you the
most.  And then there's the food...."
"The food?"  He looked at the sweets.
"Not these, dope.  Dinner last night.  They always add an enhancer the
night before a milking.  Helps to get the biggest bang for their buck."
 Blue looked him over.  "Nice outfit.  I guess Vulpus decided we'd give
up the superhero gig."
"Can't say I'm unhappy,"  Livio added.  "I only have one, and it's
getting boring."  Mike had put on a white button down shirt and jeans,
one of his typical outfits.  The shirt was untucked and close fitting.
The thought  "I hope Vulpus likes it," had gone through his head.

The thought of Vulpus seemed to draw him.  He was at the door.
"How are my jewels doing?"  he smiled.  "I think it was a good idea to
have you eliminate the costumes."  He smiled more broadly.  "Of course,
should we play some kind of game or have some kind of party, I'll expect
you to wear them.  Anyway..."  he paused.   "Luthor has invited all of
you to watch him milk superman.  There is room in the viewing
auditorium."
Mike thought back to the brief vision he had, and of the time Luthor had
captured him, and fucked him and superman.  He could feel his balls
beginning to churn again.
"I would like to go, Lord Vulpus,"  Mike answered, and there was
agreement.  ALL of them had been taken by Luthor,  but only Bolt had seen
superman after he had been captured and broken.
"You must all attend"  Vulpus announced.  "I will be watching to see if
there are new techniques of... entertaining your partner,"  he smiled
"when you have him under your control."

Vulpus sat in the middle of his four boys, two on each side of him.  He
put a hand on each of Mike's and Lucifer's thights.    He whispered to
Lucifer  "I will be summoning you to my chambers tonight.  Perhaps what
we see will color our evening together."
"Yes Lord Vulpus"  Lucifer dared not put his hand on top of Vulpus' .  He
knew that with Bolt/Mike being added to the harem, there was a new
dynamic.  He just did not know what it was... yet.
There was silence, as Lex walked in, shirtless, wearing very dark flowing
trousers.  He had a leash in his hand and walking behind him, head down,
gagged, was superman.
"GOD he's still so handsome"  Mike whispered to himself, and Vulpus heard
it, and smiled at him.
"Handsome yes, in a different way than you, but I still prefer you, my
diamond."
Mike could see defiance in superman's eyes, but he also saw:  he had been
broken completely:  the kryptonite nipple rings, the collar, the
humiliation of being brought before a crowd that would see him taken and
milked by his Master.
Lex led superman around the perimeter of the auditorium so that everyone
could see his catch:  the man whom every female Fox Triber wished to
father her child - before he brought him to a special, reinforced
platform in the middle of the room.
"ON IT BITCH"  His dark voice called out.  At least ten Fox tribe  men
heard the sound, and reacted.  They would gladly have taken superman's
place.  Not Vulpus.  He heard the voice and mentally noted to practice
the tone and volume:  he would use it on  his boys:  especially Mike:
sweet, adorable Mike.
"yes sir"  came superman's answer.  Luthor unchained his wrists, so that
he could get in position.  Then new restraints were placed on each wrist,
and a chain ran through each of the nipple clamps and met a fastener
above the platform.  superman winced when Lex did this.  It was a way to
make sure he stayed as still as possible.  His ankles were next.  Lex
placed restraints, and then attached those to more restraints coming from
the back of the platform.  Now, superman's ass was exposed.  Luthor made
sure that his physicians treated it after each session so that, as he put
it , "it's as good as new, even though it's been used well" .  A long
cylinder covered superman's cock and two tubes ran from it.  After all of
this was done, the purpose of the chains through the rings became clear.
Lex flipped a switch  and a low level electric charge ran through
superman's nipple rings, and then his nipples.  He began to moan, and his
penis began to fill the tube.
"Who's your MASTER"  Lex almost spat out.
"You are SIR"
"WHO CAPTURED YOU?  CONQUERED YOU?  BROKE YOU?"
Mike thought he heard the sound of weeping in superman's voice as he
gulped.  "You did Sir.  All of it."
"AND TO WHOM TO YOU BELONG?"
"You Sir."
"THAT IS CORRECT.  AND I WILL TAKE WHAT IS MINE."    As always, there was
a gasp as Lex' huge member came out of his pants.  He approached
superman's exposed ass and began to fill him .  At each thrust, the
audience heard another gasp from superman.  Lex increased the charge on
the chain through the rings, and superman's moans grew louder.
"I must have one of those," Vulpus thought.  "I do not wish to pierce my
boys, but..."  He would talk to the engineers shortly, or perhaps Lex was
willing to  trade for one.  "Hmmmm.  Whom will he want?  Will I agree?"
Lex began to pump faster, and faster.  More than moans came from
superman.  He began BEGGING for Lex's cock.
Mike felt wildly aroused, and wildly shocked.  HIS HERO!  His hero was
taking it up the ass the way he did.  But he seemed to be enjoying it
more.  Lex smiled when he squeezed superman's balls, and everyone could
see the stream of white liquid exiting superman's penis, to the
collecting apparatus.   It just continued to flow.
"Yes, he's known for the quantity, AND the quality of his production"
Vulpus announced to his boys.
"Worry not, none of you are expected to produce anything NEAR that
quantity."
"SHARE IT!  SHARE IT!  SHARE IT!!!!!"  There were cries from the females
in the audience, because everyone knew that it would ALL be going to
Dashan.
And then it was over.  Until the next day.  When Lex visited, he took
superman every day for 4-5 days.  For the rest of the time he was with
the Fox Tribe, he would conduct business, with Vulpus, and other high
level officials.  Not that night, but the next night, there would be a
social at Vulpus and Dashan's home.  The boys would be working as the
servers (but we will come to that).

That night, Mike sat with Livio and Blue (his name was so unpronounceable
in his own language that they continued to call him Blue).  They were
talking about what they had seen that day.  Livio and Blue had seen it
already, so they told Mike about how every single time, the females hoped
that Dashan would share the seed from superman, but never got a single
drop.
"But by now, studman,"  Blue spoke to Mike.  "God knows how many of the
ladies have applied your semen, in the hope of bearing a child."
"So.. I could..."'
"Yes, you could.  Not for a while.  Their gestation period is... what is
it, Livio?"
"Two months.  Sometimes 10 weeks.  Don't hold your breath.  It happens
very infrequently.
"They milk us every week?"
"Every week.  Just as they do every prisoner of war.  Unlike the
prisoners of war...."  there was a pause.  "We are not turned over to the
females for.... nourishment, since we are Vulpus' property. "
"So, if we did not belong to Vulpus..."  Mike asked.
"We would not be talking now.  So stay in his favor.  Others haven't."

At that moment, one who WAS in Vulpus favor, Lucifer, was naked on
Vulpus' bed, bound.  Lucifer's light production happened when his
emotions ran higher, so Vulpus had a pair of light blockers on his face,
as he began to run his fingers over Lucifer's balls.
"It has been some time my sweet.  I have missed these beautiful
trinkets."  Vulpus remembered that Lucifer had very sensitive balls.   He
began to squirm almost immediately, and his penis began to grow.
"What a shame that it has been emptied already.  Such a shame."
"I am sorry Lord Vulpus.  The harvesting was extremely thorough today."
"Yes.  I saw your donation. So much!  AH, would that the Fox genes were
not dominant, and we could have many of you.  On the other hand, having
the one of you... "  Lucifer began to produce a warm light as Vulpus
lifted his legs.  The penis that had known only Mike penetrated Lucifer,
but as he closed his eyes, Vulpus thought only of Bolt.. of Mike.. of the
young man who's beauty had impacted him like no other had in his life.
His cock grew hard and he pushed, as if he were to cum.  He did not.
"You will remain with me tonight, Lucifer.  I will pleasure myself with
the intricacies of your body."
"As you will, Lord Vulpus.  I am yours."

And as Vulpus was taking Lucifer, two other things were happening,
totally out of Vulpus' control, which would have unforeseen
consequences.  There had been a new technician at the collection
facility, and when he had prepared the vials of semen, he had
inadvertently taken one of Mike's and switched it with one of
superman's.  Now, Dashan was preparing to receive that vial of Mike's
sperm.  It, like all others, would go to waste.
On the other hand, in a villa about 10 kilometers from Dashan and Vulpus,
a young woman injected what she thought was Mike's semen.  She felt it
immediately.  She left her bedroom and spoke to her consort.
"Rictus:  I believe I am with child."