superman left Luthor's apartment as Adam the next morning. He was heading back to his job as a personal trainer. Luthor had told him to watch for texts, but he didn't want him back at the loft before then Luthor had put the kryptonite cock ring on Adam/superman before he left. The impact was that superman had pretty much all of his powers, but if he were aroused, or tried to masturbate, or to do anything with his cock, the kryptonite would make sure that he'd stop - until he tried again.
It was going to be difficult, for sure. For the first time, even considering the time Luthor had him captive for months , Adam/superman had noticed what a HOT body Luthor had. His muscles were as good as any he'd ever seen on a man. There was a developing six pack and his shiny , bald head, gave the promise of what would follow with his.... cock.
Getting on the subway to get to the gym, Adam day dreamed about that cock. He had to try to control it, because he'd remember Luthor bringing it to his mouth, and there's be a painful sting in his groin from the cock ring. He'd close his eyes and remember Luthor fucking him, and there was pain again. He hated to admit it but this time, he didn't want to leave. Luthor had made him go. He was going to have to try to focus on work because he was still in what he assumed was "afterglow" after Luthor had spent the last day and a half totally dominating him, and superman couldn't do anything to stop him. The question he had now was: did he WANT him to stop?
Luthor didn't contact him for 3 days, and Adam/superman was getting antsy. He'd get up every day, get to work, and when there was "downtime," he'd think of Luthor again. He couldn't help it. The session that he had had with his conqueror the week before still resonated. When he slept, he'd dream of Luthor working on his nipples, or his ears, or the long, slow edging session before he was milked. He'd see the muscular body. So when he got the text with the instructions:
695 Pine street TODAY 5pm White dress shirt, tie blue slacks. Ring stays on one extra day for every minute you're late
Adam/superman began to think: do I have long distance Stockholm syndrome or something like that? He got home and changed, as instructed, and made his way to the address. He was early by 5 minutes, and as he stood there, Luthor drove up, driving his limo himself. He had on dark glasses, a leather jacket, and black pants. He didn't seem to have any shirt on under the jacket. He leaned over to the passenger side. "GET IN ADAM. NOW." "Yes sir." When he was in the car, Luthor handed him a pair of handcuffs that glowed faintly grin. "Put them on, then spread your legs. Adam gulped. "yes sir. " Luthor smiled. He didn't do anything, which made the ride more challenging for Adam/superman than if he were being played with. Luthor smiled. "You miss me , superbitch? " "I did Sir." "Ha ha. What part did you miss the most." "Your attitude Sir. Commanding. Authoritarian. Masterful" "Hmmmm. Good answer. What about my cock?" "That too Sir, but you asked for what I missed the most." "I did. But you're gonna get both." Lex stopped the car and Adam looked around. It didn't SEEM like it was Luthor's neighborhood, and it wasn't. Lex undid the cuffs. "When you get out of the car, your hands go behind your back. As if you were my prisoner. Because you are. And suck in that gut. Point out the tits." Luthor had parked them about 1/3 of a mile from the loft. The neighborhood was clearly one of the "edgier " ones, and people figured out the relationship, and WOOFED them a few times. Luthor smiled, and Adam colored red. "Hey Luthor! I heard you had a new boy. This him?" He was stopped by a big, tall guy: WAIT, was this the guy playing the Black Panther in the movie? "Yup. This is adam. He was my boy in another city but now that we happened to meet again." Luthor's hand was on the back of adam's neck, forcing his head down. The superman part of adam was raging to fight back, but the cockring... and the raging hormones now: Luthor AND the "Black Panther." "He's cute. Any chance I could get a crack at him?" adam couldn't help himself. His head shot up in alarm.
"DOWN BOY. " adam realized what he had done, and muttered "yes sirs. Sorry sirs." "Got him pretty well trained too." "Yeah, he's getting there. Tell you what? Call me in a week. Or text. We'll see. " In the middle of the street, with people walking by, Luthor dropped his hand to adam's ass. "For now, I want him ALL to myself." "I want to die. I want to disappear. I want his cock in me" superman was thinking. As they walked off, adam asked "Sir, are you going to share me around?" "I'm thinking about it. adam, maybe. superman, NO" When they got to Luthor's building, and into the private elevator that went to Luthor's loft, he bound adam's hands with the necktie he was wearing. "I think I'm gonna have some fun with my little prepster, before I have some REAL fun with supercunt."
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He tied adam to a chair, and opened a few buttons of his shirt. Luthor's hand snuck in, and he took adam's nip. The captive began to moan, almost immediately. Luthor leaned over. "You like that boi?" "OH GOD Yes sir. " "Like it enough to SUCK me." "YES SIR! " Then he moaned. The thought of sucking Luthor had made him throw a boner, and it hurt with the ring. "AH, yes. The k ring. Three days. Must've been hard, huh?
"Sir, I'm your bitch. I NEED you. I NEED you in me. " Luthor began stripping his shirt, and adam whimpered. "OH GOD. OH MY GOD SIR. YOU'RE SUCH A STUD." "TAKE MY FUCKING STUD COCK THEN BOI. GET IT NICE AND WET... FOR SUPERMAN'S ASS." Luthor had a plan for superman that night, and it began with fucking. So he had "adam" suck him, which of course meant that superman was getting hornier and hornier. His cock was hurting more and more. That's when Luthor untied him. "Get out of your street clothes. I want my superbitch. NOW." "YES SIR!" When he was in superman gear, Luthor came up with the kryptonite collar. He slipped it on superman, and logged it. "AIEEEEEE!" the pain of the collar, and the cock ring, was immense. Luthor had no trouble at all taking superman, who was as weak as a kitten, and binding him to his platform. He rolled the tights down, and when superman's ass was exposed, he began to push at it with a bent thumb. ' "Let's get you even MORE sensitive superbottom." He pressed his knuckle on superman's butt hole, and then took a small bit of flesh from his balls. He began rubbing it back and forth, smiling at each moan, each whine from the Man of Steel. "FUCK ME SIR. PLEASE FUCK MY SUPER ASS." "Not until I EAT IT, CUNT." Luthor pushed superman's legs up. As he opened his mouth, superman thought he saw a green tongue piercing. When Luthor started at work, superman knew he had been right. The combination of the pleasure, from the tonguing, and the slight bit of pain, from the kryptonite piercing, was as if he had a dildo in his ass. superman squirmed and he moaned. His eyes were begging Luthor to take him. "You belong to me, superstud?" "Yes sir. I do. " "HMMM HMMMM. Well, we'll see. For now though..." Luthor dropped his pants. His cock was ready. So was superman's ass. "Please Sir. Can you take off the ring? " "NO. We need to leave it on until you're milked." Then he POUNDED superman's ass. He pushed so hard, the slapping of his hips against superman's ass got louder and louder. So did superman's moaning. "Take me Daddy Lex. Take me. Take your superslave. OOOH YES. " Luthor's motions got faster and faster and then.... even superman didn't remember ever cumming that hard. Luthor had to pause for a minute, he was somewhat spent. Then superman saw him pull out a small set of kryptonite scissors. "Lay still supertits. NOW we're gonna have some fun." Luthor used the scissors to cut two small holes, one over each of superman's nipples. He stepped out of sight, and superman heard the noise of a chain. "OH SHIT. THE CLAMPS" he thought. And there they were , being applied to each nipple, at their most narrow position. superman bit his tongue and tried, desperately, not to yell or moan. It didn't work. "TAKE WHATEVER YOU WANT SIR. TAKE IT. I'M YOURS. I BELONG TO YOU. " "HA HA. Yes, you do." He pulled the chain on the clamps, lifting it up to superman's mouth. "OPEN. PULL. You're gonna be tormenting yourself while I.... get set to do something else." The scissor came out again, and Luthor made short work of the jersey. Then the tights. "Before I take off the ring... we've got one other thing to do, superbear. All this kryptonite has screwed with your metabolism: you're sprouting hair . We can't have that." He saw slack in the chain and grabbed superman's balls. "KEEP IT TAUT YOU CUNT" "MMMMMPH. " whined superman, and he pulled, as Luthor took out a clipper. "Now, know where there's most hair, interestingly enough? Your pits. Let's start there." superman wanted to turn his head so he didn't see what was happening, but if he did, the clamps pulled. He had no choice. He could see, out of the corner of each eye, as Luthor denuded his hair. "Next trimming superstud... candle wax. Not for today though. Now let's get those pubes. " He held up superman's cock, which caused even more pain because of the ring. "Know what might be fun, superbitch? Getting you a cock piercing, or a ring through your balls. Want that? " superman shook his head no, and regretted it immediately as the clamps pulled. Lex roared "HA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. No escape for you bitch. Your life now is pain, and subjugation. "mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmph." a low moan came out of superman, as his pubic hair left. "Oh this is gonna be as much fun as the clothespins..." Luthor undid the clamps and superman yelled as loud as a mortal man could. "If not a cock piercing, I wonder about a tit pierce. A kryptonite bar... Hmmm. Gotta think about that. But for now...." He slid the cock ring off superman, producing a huge sigh of relief. "Thank you SIR. THANK YOU. THANK YOU. " "Oh, you're gonna thank me more, soon, superslave." He turned. "COME ON IN BIG CAT." A HUGE, smiling black man came in. It was the guy they met on the street. "HOLY SHIT. Is this...." "Yes, it is. You met his alter ego. superman is my bitch. "YOU... YOU BASTARD LEX YOU..." 'SHUT UP SUPERCUNT. " Lex twisted one of his nipples and shut him up. "Gatto is gonna give you what you need today , while you produce what you're supposed to. And if you don't produce enough.... " Luthor connected the milking tool to superman's ragingly hard cock. "Gatto" stood at his crotch, and produced a HUGE dildo. "Have him wet it first." "Good idea. LICK IT" "Gatto" put the dildo to superman's lips, and shoved it back and forth in superman's mouth until it was nice and wet. Then, he moved down to his ass. "Hey Lex, you've got plenty of lube in here. You just put a load in him?" "First one of the night. But wasn't it fun feeding him the dildo? "FUCK YEAH." As he slid the dildo into superman, he got even harder, hornier. Luthor was at the head of the platform, working on his sensitive nips. superman closed his eyes. He did not like the idea of his sperm being collected, and sold, but he had no choice. His hips bucked wildly, and then... he shot . He shot BIG. "OH FUCK. OH MY GOD. OH SHIT SIR. LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO. LOOK. AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH." superman's hips bucked for a good ten minutes, and the vacuum took every single drop. "GEEZ. That's SOME load" "Gatto" said. "Wonder how many superbabies that can make?" Luthor laughed. "We'll never know. I don't know what they're using it for, but as far as I know, krypton sperm can't merge with human ova. " "Hmmm. What a shame." Gatto handed Luthor the dildo. "Thanks for inviting me over. Hope you'll have me back." He went up to the head of the platform. "How about a goodbye kiss, superstud?" superman closed his eyes, to get ready for the kiss. Gatto pursed his lips, forcing his mouth opened - and then spit in it, closing his lips to force him to swallow. There was no problem with that. "Geez. He may want to move in with you." "I'd be down with that Lex. But he's yours. You take care."
After Gatto had left, Luthor turned to superman. He pulled up a chair next to him. "So... superslave.... seems there's very little left to get your total submission." "I... I thought I HAD submitted completely Sir." "Not quite yet.... I want you living here. MINE. My property. Starting next week. Give us enough time to pack up what you're bringing. You'll be my houseboy during the day, and then... my superbitch at night." superman gulped. That's how it was the first time. Did he want that again? Did he have a choice? In bed that night with Luthor , tight in his grip, he wondered: should he try and escape, or should he give up?