Seeing that he wasn't needed on the Watchtower for now, Superman decided to head back home to Metropolis. Like Batman, he had his own patrol to perform, although he never needed to spend more than an hour or two thanks to his powers. He also needed to talk with Lois. He had to admit that Diana's statement that his girlfriend was going to punish him once he was back home worried him.

And intrigued him. And frightened him. And excited him. And troubled him. And aroused him.

He didn't know if he had to expect a shouting contest or a night of carnal delight.

Damn, these Amazons really got me all fired up. And I feel so cranky, because I didn't get to come. Did I?

Clark frowned. Something didn't feel right. He remembered finishing off the last Amazon, the busty and bulky blond one, Mala. She came and I collapsed. No wait! She came, I stood up... then collapsed? Something is missing.

He spent his whole time on patrol trying to fill in the holes in his memory, seeing as the city was quiet and peaceful. With a heavy sigh, he landed on the balcony of his apartment and came in through the sliding window. The lights turned on on their own.

"Well, well. Look who's back," Lois said in a harsh tone, though the glint in her eyes and her wide grin betrayed her real mood. She was laying on her side on Clark's bed, balancing her head over her elbow. She was clad only in a pair of kinky lacy undergarments. The view made Superman's eyes bulge out of their sockets and his groin tingle from excitement.

"Tonight we are playing Mistress Lane and Slave Kent," she announced authoritatively, producing a set of ropes and cuffs and a collar encrusted with Blue Kryptonite (in the Smallville show it strips Clark of his powers without harming him) that Bruce had given her for her last birthday.

Superman could only open and close his mouth in shock, unable to utter a single word. Though his body was still unbound, he found himself unable to move. Lois reached for his hand with a wolfish grin and pulled him to the bed to lay down with her.

"Now let your mistress remind you why you are hers and only hers," she accompanied her statement with a sensual kiss.