Date: Sat, 16 Jan 2021 16:25:31 +0000 (UTC)
From: ropingtop@aol.com
Subject: Superman - recaptured and broken - installment 4

Lex Luthor walked around the main floor of his huge apartment, smiling.
He hadn't been this happy in  long time: no problem with law enforcement,
an apartment remote enough to be off the beaten track, but close enough
to get to town if he wanted to, and most of all.... his boy toy -
superman - was back and in his power.  There wasn't any need to conquer
him:  superman was conquered.  At this moment, as Lex began to collect
some of his favorite "tools" for a session with his boi toy, superman was
sitting in the playroom, naked, tied to a chair.  His wrists were secured
behind him, his ankles, tied to the back legs of the chair so he was
spread open, gagged with a lead gag.  He wore Lex' collar, lightly spiked
with kryptonite, and his cock ring, spiked a bit more heavily.  The ropes
used to restrain him glowed from the kryptonite fibers woven into them.
He was still sore from the massive fuck Luthor had thrown into him the
night before.  And he was massively frustrated because, after that fuck,
Lex had put the ring back on him and would not let him jizz.  That was
the third night in a row it had happened.  When he had leaked some
precum, Lex had wiped it up with a cloth, and held it to his mouth.
"SUCK OFF EVERY DROP SUPERBITCH"  When superman balked, Lex just touched
his balls with his kryptonite ring.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGH  Ok, OK.  " superman sucked the jizz off the
cloth.  He didn't like the taste of cum, but what he liked didn't
matter:  he belonged to Luthor now, and he knew it.

Lex came down the elevator to the basement in a pair of tight black
stretch pants, and shirtless.  superman looked up at the muscular bald
man, who was coming for him.  Lex had always been well built:  a
combination of the chemicals he had synthesized, and HARD work at the
gym.  superman remembered how, without his super strength, Lex had always
handily defeated him in combat.  He looked stronger now.  And hotter.
Notwithstanding the ring on his cock, superman found himself growing.  He
couldn't help it:  he had never thought of himself as a sub, until Lex
had brought that side out of him.  Would anyone else be able to do it?
He didn't know.   In any event, it didn't seem to matter, because Lex
showed absolutely no interested in sharing superman with anyone else.  He
had already developed a rather profitable market for superman's jizz -
this is one reason why superman wasn't allowed to cum - he had to wait
for a "harvesting"- but no one got near either adam, or superman.  No one
even knew he was here.

"superbitch... I have to say, you may be the most attractive tied up man
in the world."  Lex started walking toward him.  Immediately, superman
sucked in his stomach and pointed out his nipples.  Luthor REQUIRED this,
and if he didn't do it well enough, or fast enough, the clamps came out.
Luthor began by flicking his index fingers over superman's nipples, until
he began to moan.
"Isn't one of life's ironies supercunt, that a man of such great power,
can be brought down with as simple a gesture as nipple play?"  Lex
snickered, and superman moaned louder.
"You have something to say , slave? "  superman bowed his head meekly.
"It better be good.  Or I'll put the gag back in."
When Luthor released the gag, superman took a deep breath.
"Thank you Master Luthor.  Please. Please let me shoot. PLEASE."
Lex chuckled, and put the gag back in superman's mouth.
"Well, you said nothing I didn't expect."
"NO."
"It's not harvest time yet.  We have a day of playing, and then a
harvesting tonight.  You'll shoot then.  Maybe."
"NNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG"   came out of superman's mouth, and Luthor
laughed.
"Oh, you'll be making more creative sounds  soon, superslave."    He
pointed to a leather bag he brought down with him.
"I've decided to be REALLY old fashioned today.  Ever think of what
people used before nipple clamps superstud?"
superman shook his head no.  He hated the clamps.  Or, more precisely, he
hated what the clamps DID to him.  If Luthor's fingers made him weak, and
his anus quiver, the clamps made it shake.
Luthor pulled out a handful... of clothes pins, all tinted green.
"Old fashioned.  And very effective because, unlike nipple clamps, you
can use them all over.... "  He picked up two, and put one on each of
superman's nipples.  The howl that came out of superman's throat was
almost feral.
"You have low body fat, superjock, but there's enough skin here to do....
this... " Lex began running a line of  the clothes pins up and down each
of superman's sides.  With each one, another yelp came out of superman,
until he just seemed totally beaten, dropped his head, and whimpered.
"AH.  But we haven't even finished yet, my sexy bitch..."  Lex took
superman's balls in his hand.  superman's eyes got big, and he looked
scared.  He frantically shook his head NO!  but Luthor just laughed, as
he attached four clothes pins to the loose parts of superman's uncut
cock.
"This is the part that usually rocks a man's world..."  Luthor began
running his fingers along the pins on superman's cock, and the sensation
was making superman a true mess.  His cock refused  to listen and stop
trying to elongate.  The pins, and the ring, were causing so much pain
that superman had actually begun to cry.
"Oh, my baby boy bottom is hurting.  You want me to take the off?" Luthor
took off the gag once more.
"YES SIR.  Please please PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE.  They
hurt so much.
"But you look so good in them.... Tell you what... I'll take the ones on
your sides off, but the nipple pins, and the cock pins:  they stay.
superman wimpered, and Lex smiled.
"I can leave them all on."
"No sir.  Please. Please.  Thank you."
"Ha ha.  You may not be thanking me in a minute."
The pins on the side were attached to a "zipper."  That meant that, when
Lex pulled the end of the zipper, ALL of the pins would come off at
once.
"It's gonna sort of be like ripping off a bandage supercunt.  OH, that's
right.  You never used a bandage.  THIS will be fun.  I'm sure glad that
we're far from town. "
Luthor grabbed the end of each zipper and counted.  "one... two...
THREE"   and pulled the zipper.
"YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW"    As superman WITH
his powers, superman's yell could travel from Earth to Saturn, sometimes
to Uranus,  with no trouble.  Not so now, but it was still loud.
"FUCK.  FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK.  That HURT Lex."
superman looked up.  He realized he had broken protocol by calling his
Master "Lex."  There would be punishment.  Looking at the sweating,
muscular hunk that was Lex, however, and he wasn't sure he'd mind.
"It's MASTER Lex, superbitch.  "  Lex added two more pins to superman's
balls.
"Now, trust me, when I'm done, you're gonna be begging for the clamps."
Luthor began flicking the clothes pins back and forth, grinning bigger
and bigger as superman winced, bit his tongue, and his face contorted.
"You are making me SO FUCKING HARD superbottom.  I think I have to fuck
you NOW.  Let's get these out of the way.."  The scrotum pins were not on
a zipper, but Luthor took his time getting them off.  He lingered over
each one and, because he knew the blood rushing back would hurt, gently
massaged the skin, to make it hurt more.
"I like the way they look on your tits, superstud.  They're staying.
 Now, let's get you on the platform.  I have some new, interesting
bondage positions for you.
When superman was on the platform, Luthor attached leather cuffs to his
ankles, and to his wrists.  The restraints were linked to a winch in the
ceiling. Luthor pressed a switch and soon, superman's body was in a
perfect V formation. Then Luthor pressed another switch, and superman's
legs were slowly drawn apart.  His ass was in the air, and spread, his
arms pulled taut from his body, and the clothes pins still attached.
superman saw Luthor pull out a cane.
"You may have thought the two pins were the punishment for calling me
Lex." Luthor smacked the cane against his hand.
THAT would be a mistake.  100 of these is  your punishment,
superslave."
superman was about to protest.  Then he realized:  it could go to 200,
right there.
"Yes sir.  I apologize.  I won't do it again."
"Try not to whimper superman.  It's not nearly as hot as you think it is
(in fact, Luthor LOVED it when superman whimpered, but he loved it when
he tried not to, even more.  ).  superman, in that uncomfortable
position, again saw the magnificent physique Luthor had, and dreamed of
taking his punishment all the time.  Then the cane came down.  superman
bit his lips, but after 25, he WAS whimpering.
"I should be ADDING to this for those whimpers, superwimp"
"yes sir.  Sorry sir.  "  superman's cock was in absolute pain, but it
refused to stop getting excited.  He watched the sweat bead up on Luthor,
and drip onto his own body.  He wanted to taste it, so badly.
Then he got his wish.  Luthor came up to his face and pushed a sweaty
armpit into his mouth.
"LICK IT CUNT"
superman couldn't get enough of it.  He made sounds like a starving boy,
getting food.
"I am learning so much about you superbottom.  Look at the things you
like..."  Luthor pulled away his pit and superman begged.
"Please Sir.  MORE.  MORE.  Please.  "
"Ha  ha.  Not today, but now... Hmmmm.  Socks, jock straps, who knows
what else?  SO many things that smell SO bad, for my superbitch to
experience.
"Yes sir.  Thank you Sir..."  The man of steel should have been thinking
how humiliating this was.  Instead, all he was thinking was  "I want this
man's cock."
Then, he got it.  Spread open the way he was, superman's ass was an easy
target for Luthor's big, thick, enraged cock.
"Gonna be interesting  how you react, superbitch."  superman's ass was
still sore from the caning, and when Luthor pressed his thumbs into his
cheeks for leverage, he winced.  It hurt more than the thick head that
was the first part of Luthor's cock.
"YES SIR.  TAKE YOUR BITCH.  FUCK ME.  FUCK YOUR SUPERSLAVE.  MAKE ME
KNOW IT.  MAKE ME KNOW I'VE MET MY MATCH."
Luthor flicked the clothespins, and took them off.  That evoked a yowl
from superman, not quite as loud as the first one, but close.  Lex
continued to piledrive his ass.
"Too long, I haven't had what's fairly mine.  The victor gets the
conquered one's ass.  It's that simple."  He pushed HARD, and superman
could only answer
"Yes sir.  That's what's fair."
"SHUT UP CUNT.  I DON'T NEED YOUR APPROVAL"
"Sorry Sir.  I just... OH, it feels so good."  Luthor was pounding faster
and faster.  He had moved his fingers to superman's nips, and began
squeezing them.  He pushed faster, harder, and came in the man of steel
as he had before.  He OWNED superman's ass, and they both knew it.  There
was no question Luthor loved what he was doing to superman, but....

what was happening was, superman was realizing, so did he.  He wanted
desperately to ask Luthor to hug him.  To embrace him.   He knew though,
that Luthor would regard it as an attempted trick.

"So now, superstud, let's get to work with collecting specimens.  "  He
laughed.  "We are already on back order for your jizz.  If I milked you
every hour for the next two days, we MIGHT catch up.  "
He left superman tied, but lowered the winch so that superman was
horizontal.  Then, he flipped another switch, and the platform bent, so
that superman was sitting up slightly.  There was a video screen in front
of him.
"We'll be stimulating you visually, superstud, while we use mechanical
means as well."  Luthor attached the collector to superman's cock, and
then he put a small vibrator into superman's ass.
"Now, I have a feeling.  I just have a feeling..."   superman's eyes
widened.  The video showed Black Panther, tied up, naked, over a pommel.
Lex was behind him, pounding his ass.  Panther was gagged, so he couldn't
say anything, but he was moaning the way superman did.  He was enjoying
it.  Then, the clip changed.  Now it was Flash.  Unmasked, and pummeled.
 superman knew Flash's identity, so that wasn't a surprise. Seeing him
fucked, was.  And finally, Green Lantern, naked, and being tickled into
submission.
"Yes, I've had them all.  And I may have them all again. But the one I
want.... is YOU.... And here is my gift to you superbitch.  Who would you
like to see me fuck? "
superman took a deep breath.  "I want you all to myself Sir.  I want to
be your bottom any time you need relief."
Luthor seemed pleased with the answer.  "Then..."
He began showing a clip of him getting superman to submit, the first time
he captured him.  superman watched, closed his eyes, and remembered.  He
remembered the very moment when he realized:   he wasn't getting away,
and the torture on his nipples could go on for hours more.  He remembered
the electro probe that stimulated his cock until it reached a certain
size, and then stopped.  It was ALL coming back.
"OH YES.  OH YES.  OH YES SIR.  MY MASTER . LEX LUTHOR. I'M HIS SLAVE.
I'M HIS SUB.. I'M HIS CUM WHORE.
AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH'     superman exploded into the
collector.  The load even surprised Luthor.
"Well , didn't WE have a good session today, superpig?"
superman was trying to catch his breath.
"Yes sir.  We did.  Thank you.  Thank you Sir."  He said it even as he
felt the ring go back on his cock.
"I want adam back here.  The playroom needs cleaning and then we have to
plan what else needs to be done. "
"Yes sir."
In fact, Luthor was pondering:  did he WANT a second slave, or was
superman enough?  He'd have to consider this carefully.  Capturing
superheroes took planning, and craft.  He smiled as he remembered the
words of the witch in "The Wizard of Oz:"  "These things must be done
DELICATELY."  Indeed, they did.  And he would.  For now, he was content
with superman.