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"Wakey wakey, Pooh Bear..."

Kalide's head was still spinning a bit as he came to; things were pretty fuzzy, he couldn't remember exactly where he had been or what he had been doing. His eyes were fighting his commands to open them, much like his limbs were fighting him to some degree as well, keeping him from getting a full bead on things. But he recognized the voice, and he knew that if Montauk was the one waking him up, then he was probably in a spot of bother.

I probably should avoid thinking the word 'bother' when he's taunting me that way...

Finally he worked his eyes open, glaring up into the face of the evilly-grinning caribou above him. He wasn't even wearing what little he usually wore, which left little doubt as to his intentions...and the fact that Kalide was also in nothing but bare fur pretty much drove that home. His arms were tightly bound behind his back underneath him, not budging even under his strength, and his legs were tied apart, leaving him pretty much open for whatever the moose decided to do. "Rrr...Montauk. I don't recall chasing after you..."

"Heh, do you remember what you were chasing after that? A lost girl, possibly taken by a villain who wanted to issue a challenge to a hero? Through a note that just happened to fall into your possession?"

Kalide growled; now he was starting to recall that, with the haze clearing from his brain. "That was you? Where's the girl? If you've done anything to her..."

"The only thing I did was make her up. You heroes...so gullible, so easily played. If I had the patience to plot it would be the easiest thing in the world to run rings around you."

"Better a false alarm than a miss. And I suppose you just lured me out to get your kicks in, right?"

"I did say that I'd be the one in charge next time, the last time we had a little romp, did I not? Maybe you should've been more prepared for that."

"Hmph, if you think I'm just gonna let you do something like that..." Kalide tried to summon up some power to break free, only to receive a rather powerful jolt throughout his body, originating around his neck. There was a collar there, one that he hadn't felt, and certainly couldn't see. No wonder he couldn't break free, it was sapping his strength and locking down his powers.

"Heh, did you really think I'd make it that easy? It's hard enough to get the edge on you when you're free, but I wanted to make sure I didn't have the chance to lose my grip on you this time. So I borrowed some suppression equipment...wouldn't you know it, the size that fits me also seems to fit you well. How convenient."

This was new...Kalide was surprised to hear Montauk doing something like that, thinking and planning weren't his strong suits. He must have really wanted this to depart from his usual routine. If it was just the collar, he probably could have broken through it, but...the fact that he couldn't suggested that the cuffs holding his arms and legs were of the same make. They couldn't hold him forever - his powers would end up breaking through in time, the longer they were suppressed the more likely they would break out, the equipment was only meant to be temporary for transport to somewhere more secure. But it meant he'd be at Cariboom's mercy for a few hours, most likely...and that was never a good thing.

"Heh...you have no idea how good you look, tied down and nearly helpless like this..." Montauk came to rest between the bear's legs, dragging his meaty cock up and down the cleft of Kalide's ass. His fingers started stroking at his sheath, the touch plenty rough as he grabbed and squeezed and stroked, getting grunts out of him; even as resistant and low-sensitivity as he was, he was feeling everything that Montauk was doing.

He knew he'd get aroused from it, even as he tried to fight it; secretly, there was a bit of a thrill to it, even if it was his worst enemy at the helm. Being bound wasn't something that just anyone could do to Grand Bruin, his powers made captivity difficult...he still couldn't believe it was Montauk, of all people, who found a way to do it. But he was about to be surprised again, as the caribou brought him to full staff - without warning or fanfare, he brought his hand to the base and snapped a ring around his cock, right near the sheath. Almost immediately he felt a bit of a buzzing through his cock and balls, one that wasn't too strong but definitely noticeable. "The fuck?"

"Well, I went to all this trouble, it wouldn't do to have you get out that quickly, would it?" Montauk was grinning madly. "This is a little something extra special...a nice little cock ring for you. Well, big for you, really. But it's got a nifty little trick...all I have to do is make you cum, and it'll drain all the energy right out of you so you have to start over trying to break free. And that energy, conveniently, charges the equipment, including the cock ring which conveniently keeps you nice and hard...won't let you go back down until it runs out of juice. Can't last forever, but, I imagine it'll be a lot longer than most stuff that tries to keep our powers down, don't you think so?"

The explanation was making Kalide's eyes slowly widen. It was insidious...and it was totally not something Montauk could have come up with in a million years. "Who's helping you?"

"That's my secret. Consider yourself lucky, he's paying me handsomely for a test run...otherwise I'd just be leaving you behind to go wreck some chaos after I had my fun. He wants to see how long I can keep you under...if it can hold a 'great hero' like the Grand Bruin for a long time, surely others will be even easier to keep in check. And I've got plenty of payback to give you for all the times you made me submit to you...don't expect any mercy."

"You're not going to get away with this," promised the bear.

"Oh, please, that old line? You really don't have anything else, do you? No tricks up your sleeve...maybe I'm not gonna get away with it, but I'm gonna make damn sure I have plenty of fun with you before you find your way out." Montauk lined up with Kalide's tailhole, pressing the tip of his cock against him while he started glowing ominously. "Let's see how you enjoy a taste of being overwhelmed by another's power!"

Kalide tried to brace himself, but there was no being ready for what Montauk was about to give him. A loud, growling yell tore out of him as he felt that fat dick spear him, charged up with the caribou's natural energy; he'd never felt anything as crazy powerful as that before! This wasn't the first time Montauk had had him, nor was it the first time he'd gone all out with his energy, but it was the first time he'd been bound and drained in the process, and his own resistance was so limited...he could feel everything several times more intensely, and counted his blessings that he couldn't be harmed by it.

"Fucking hell, you're tight!" Montauk yelled out as he laid into the bear, driving in without the slightest hint of restraint; like he was going to go easy on Kalide after all the times he'd been made to submit. True, he enjoyed getting it from the bear, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to seek his own form of payback. "Haven't been getting nailed enough, have you? Guess it's up to me to try to break you open again...I think you're gonna love every second of it, teddy bear." His hands gripped Kalide's upper arms tight enough that it would've snapped the bones of a non-resilient individual, and used his immense strength to pull the bear back as he thrust in, upping the force even more.

There was really nothing Kalide could do. Mostly immobile and without access to much of his power, he was helpless to fight the onslaught in his ass, helpless to resist what it did to him. It was hurting a bit, but the pain was dwarfed by the pleasure, by a long shot...in fact, it was even maybe making it feel even better. And on top of that, the subversive thrill of being the hero overcome by the villain, a position that shouldn't have been exciting but still was...and then being sexually conquered, knowing that he shouldn't give in, that it would lead to an extended captivity, but doubting that he could...he was trying not to give away too much, but moans passed through in between growls, betraying his enjoyment to the villain.

And it wasn't getting past Montauk, who was taking great glee in Kalide's futile efforts to hide his pleasure. "Knew you'd love it...bet you've been wanting this for a long time, just been waiting for me to really dominate you. So much time being the one on top, but it always seemed like you just wanted to rile me up so I could turn the tables on you." He leaned down and nibbled on one of Kalide's ears a bit in a taunting gesture, before whispering into it. "And it feels fucking awesome, let me tell you...finally getting one up on you, making you moan under me...and knowing that you're going to let me hold you here longer, because I can just FEEL you straining to keep from blowing already."

Kalide was huffing now, breaths coming hard and fast, sweat rolling down him. face beet-red under his fur. His voice issued nothing but the same grunts and growls and moans, no admissions...but no denials, either. He wasn't sure he could...as much as he enjoyed having the edge over Cariboom, he couldn't deny that there was an odd sense of enjoyment when the villain got the edge and took him, and being depowered like this was only ramping it up. It was perverse, self-demeaning, and that was probably part of what Kalide got out of it...few skirmishes of any type were exactly thrilling because he could handle just about anything, there wasn't much risk of losing. And as a hero he wasn't supposed to lose, certainly not supposed to want to lose...and in most cases, the stakes were high enough that there wasn't any temptation. But every now and then, for something without high stakes...part of him wanted to lose, to know what it was like.

And this was definitely low-stakes. Montauk couldn't hold him forever, eventually he'd get out...but for now, he was being dominated, his cock buzzing with pleasure despite knowing that breaking would keep him locked down. He could lose here and it wouldn't matter in the long run. In fact, the only reason he was even holding back on his climax, fighting it with any effort at all, was to let the caribou break his best efforts, to defeat him physically. Maybe there was something wrong with him, to even entertain the notion of thinking that way...but he wasn't about to let anyone else even suspect it.

Montauk had stopped teasing him, but focused everything into his powerful ramming. The energy had become more intense, he was almost certain that the caribou was putting more power into this than their fights. His ass was getting the most of it, but he could feel the burn where he was held in Montauk's grip as well. But it made every strike of the monster cock against his prostate that much more pleasurable, every slap of the flesh against his walls more electrifying...he was moaning openly now, fighting a losing battle against the pleasure as it started to spike.

One final surge was let loose inside him as Montauk laid into him with deadly vigor, and finally the hero broke. A euphoric yell burst forth as violently from his mouth as his seed from the tip of his cock, shooting forcefully right into Montauk's fur, some of it coming down on him in splatters. He felt his whole body jolt as the ring worked its magic, stripping away his energy and fueling the bonds that kept him impotent...even that shock felt good, the sensations were more pleasant than unpleasant and the act was stimulating his cock and balls more than any other part of him, fueling his orgasm and keeping him shooting wildly, making a mess of the two of them.

Montauk wasn't too far behind, letting out a loud bellow as he started firing his load deep into his herioc arch-rival. The pleasure was almost impossible, on a physical and mental level; finally getting the best of Grand Bruin in a way few ever could, and getting to lay waste to that fine ass and spread his essence all over it, was nothing short of phenomenal. His copious load made sure little of the bear's bowels remained untouched by him, marked deeply and consistently, with enough left over to leak out of Kalide's tailhole and dribble down his tail and onto the ground.

They were both panting hard as Montauk started to taper off, spent for the moment; Kalide was panting noticeably harder, though, clearly the more worn out of the two. Montauk laughed as he pulled out with a messy slurp, letting a couple stray spurts fire onto the bear's cock and balls. "Hahaha...look at you, it's just the way I've always wanted to see you. Barely put up a fight against blowing...feels good, doesn't it? To really be my bitch for once?"

Fatigued as he was, Kalide still tried to put up a resolute glare. "Mark my words, Montauk...you haven't changed anything. I don't care how many times you break me, I'm still going to come for you. And in the end, I'll be the victor, like I always am. You know I'm not going to let this stop me from taking you down."

"Hah. Such big speech..." Montauk leered down at him fearlessly. "But the part that matters is the part where you said, 'I don't care how many times you break me...I'm still going to cum for you.' Liked it that much, did you? Just can't wait for more?"

Too late he noticed the implication of his words...his attempt to stand tall had inadvertently turned into an admission. Kalide's face remained as red as possible, almost glowing beneath his fur. "Hmph...enjoy it while you can."

The flimsy attempt at evasion only made the caribou grin wider. "Oh, I will...and I know you will, too."

And deep down, Kalide knew he was right.