Superman’s Bondage Torment (Part 1)

Superman in Bondage

In the kinky world of superhero bondage, Superman is notoriously hard to capture.  I guess it’s one of those things that come with superhuman strength, the ability to fly, and how tight his slippery Spandex Super Suit fits.  I mean, it fits so tight that there’s virtually no way to grab onto him in a fight.  Not fair, Superman.  Not fair!

But when things go our way, and the Man of Steel finds himself on the receiving end of a kinky bondage trap, all that hard work and planning really pays off!

You can only imagine the hard work and intense planning that went into capturing Superman like this.  How I got Superman to submit to mere rope must remain a mystery.  But if you are the the inquisitive type, you might be able to imagine some sort of kryptonite cock ring or anal plug (or both) being used underneath his tight Spandex bodysuit to keep him submissive and unable to escape.  Perhaps I will someday post the video I took as I peeled his tight bodysuit down to attach and insert the glowing green devices to the helpless superhero laying before me (if that is indeed what I used…).

But now that I have him under my control, what comes next?  Well, here’s what comes next in my kinky world…

Not satisfied that Superman’s bondage is sufficient to keep him immobile for the long-term, I use the remaining rope from his bound ankles to arch him into a painfully tight hogtie.  I then use still more rope to anchor his shins to his thighs, and firmly web a crotch rope through his Spandex covered legs and around his ankles and wrists.  Any movement will cause his crotch rope to pull around his throbbing erection.  Something he will come to enjoy, but may still be too proud to admit.

To finish his bondage, Superman’s forearms and elbows are tied together so tight that they almost touch.  Having been tied in this exact manner several times, I can tell you that Superman is now 100% helpless and unable to defend himself from the erotic torment coming his way.

I turn him on his side, so I can have easy access to his Lycra covered body.  What an amazing site this superhero is, bound and helpless before me.  More a work of art, then a living body.  I spend the next few hours massaging his erection, while gently rubbing my fingertips across his Spandex covered nipples.  Of course, he is ball gagged so I don’t hear him begging for release.  His struggles are limited by his Kryptonite intruders and yards of tight rope, so his only motion are slow thrusts of his hips.  As his torment went on, his thrusts became slower and much more rhythmic.  I wonder what is going on in his head, at this point?

Kryptonite is such a wonderful tool!

Release was finally coming his way.  But probably not how he would want.  I carefully move him over to my king-sized bondage bed, and use the leather wrist and ankle restraints already waiting for him to lock his muscular body into a wide spread eagle.  I use a remote control to activate the winches under the bed, and watch Superman struggle as the leather restraints are pulled to the four corners.  By the time the winch motors grind to a halt, Superman is stretched out so tight he I can play him like a harp.  And play him, I do.  A few more hours of the erection massage and nipple torture take place, until his body is so ready to climax that I fear he would lose his mind if I didn’t satisfy him.

Eventually, I relent and tightly strap a leather bondage harness around his body and firmly attach a powerful vibrator over the tight Spandex covering his bulging erection.  I let him get used to the vibrator on a very low setting, as I continue to tickle his nipples with my fingers.  It isn’t until I flip the switch on the vibrator to its highest setting and walk out the door, that I hear his first orgasm flood through his body.  I quietly applaud myself when his screams eventually subside, and the orgasm purges itself out through his fingers and toes.

And when I hear another torrent of muffled begging coming from his room a few minutes later, I again smile to myself.  By now, he’s most certainly experiencing some of the other surprises I have in store for him over the course of this long night.  The anal plug has probably come to life by now, and that might be what has caused his second orgasm to flood over him.

By the time the magnetic cock ring comes to life, most definitely triggering his third punishing orgasm, I’m already asleep but dreaming of the things I’m going to do to him when I wake up.

It’s going to be a long night, Superman.  A very long night.

To be continued…

Superman Bondage