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Caged Bird	By : DTheSwitch Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 23376 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own the Batman series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Caged Bird
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It all started one night. Robin is swinging against the Gotham skyline. Batman is away on business away from the city, and Robin remained behind, keeping his eyes open and his ears perked for the threat of danger. This was his patrol, his responsibility. Nothing could happen to the city while Batman was away.
Robin lands on a rooftop, takes a deep breath. “What a slow night…”
The sound of a security alarm in the distance. He smiles, “Bingo.” Firing his grappling hook, Robin swings towards the source of the alarm. He relies on his training, low to the ground, out of sight, trying to figure out the details. It was a jewelry store, the front window shattered, no sign of who did it. Robin makes his first tentative steps towards the scene, keeping to the shadows.
That is, until he feels something large, blunt, and heavy slam against his head. Robin lands with a thud. He hears a nasally squeak behind him, “Hey, Red! Look what I found!” Harley. Red? Poison Ivy.
He waited a moment, played possum, waited for his moment, which he knew would come. Through a squinty eye he saw Harley’s red boots and Poison Ivy’s bare pale green feet.
”What should we do with him?” Harley asks, excited.
Ivy seemed to be weighing the options, ”I think he’d make an excellent bargaining chip when his partner comes around.”
”Yeah,” Harley agrees vapidly. Robin remains still, silent, and waits for his moment to come which is now.
He leaps onto his feet from his prone position and lunges for Ivy. But she seems to see it coming. The redhead opens her palm and blows a soft pink powder into his face. Everything gets blurry. Robin swings at Ivy, misses. They become darker, they seem to grow larger…
”Aww, ain’t that precious?” Harley’s voice echoed in his head, reeling from the concussion and now drugged. He felt his body grow limp and weak, like he was miles and miles away…
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Robin awakes with a start. He’s tied up, against a wall, in what looks like some sort of greenhouse. He struggles to get free from his binds, but he still feels drugged, weak.
”Wakey wakey eggs and bakey!” Harley laughs in his face, her white face paint wiped off, the jangly bells lowered off her head, revealing her blonde pigtails. “We’re gonna play a game!”
Robin grimaces, “The only game you’ll be playing is pinochle back with the other nutjobs in Arkham.”
”Nutjobs?! Us?!” Harley says, with feigned offense. Ivy strides in, Harley turns over, “Hey, Red, he doesn’t want to play with us!”
”Maybe what they say is true,” Ivy says.
Robin looks confused.
”You and the Bat are best buddies, you know,” Harley says, with a wink, “The love that dare not speak its name and all that.”
”That’s not true,” Robin says in the fog.
”Oh, so just rejected then?” Harley belittles him some more, “But you’d want to be with him, huh? To feel his strong body on top of yours...”
”That’s enough!” Robin growls.
”Ooh, tem-per,” Harley says. Ivy saunters by, bored. She moves behind a changing screen, removing her costume.
”So you like the goils then?” Harley asks.
”Goils? … Girls, oh yeah, um, I like girls.” This exchange was positively bizarre, but Robin expected no less from Poison Ivy.
”Ooh, he spends his nights running around in tights to beat up criminals AND he likes goils, Red!” Harley shouts out to Ivy.
”You got some girlfriend. A little robin to fly home to in the nest?” she says, her voice full of lovey-dubby emotion.
”No.”
”Have you ever had a girlfriend?”
”Well, for a while, yeah, but…” why was he even telling them this?!
”Doesn’t work out, we understand.”
”Believe us,” Ivy strode out, she was stripped down to a pair of dark green bra and a matching thong. She had a pretty nice body: petite frame, tight stomach, medium-sized breasts, narrow waist, wide hips. And that cleft in her thong, Tim realized, revealed quite a bit more than he had ever seen in person of a woman. Ivy and Harley notice Tim’s eyes.
”You like what you see?” Harley asks, “I guess he does like goils. Anyway, we know how hard it is to stay with someone in…this business we’re in. Ivy hasn’t had a boyfriend in years and me, well, it’s complicated, y’know? Puddin’ ain’t exactly the tender type.”
”That’s putting it mildly,” Ivy quipped, “Anyway, since we had you, Harley and I got to talking and we decided it would be great to have our way with you.”
”What?! No.”
Harley laughs, “Ain’t that adoreable, Red? He acts like he has a choice in the manner.”
Harley takes his leggings and pulls them down, revealing his member standing at half-mast. Harley smiles, “Ooh, somebody’s an early bird isn’t he?”
Ivy smiles, “I’ve seen bigger.”
”But big enough, sure,” Harley says, removing her costume. Underneath, she’s wearing a very lacy white bra and panties. Her breasts were bigger than Ivy’s, maybe a full C, and she looked less like a crazed villain and more like some kind of model.
Ivy takes his dick in her hand, moves it up and down slowly. Robin groans a little as his dick gets harder. “Responsive too,” she says, giving three quick jerks, prompting three quick moans.
”You’ve never had anyone do this before, huh?” Harley asked.
Robin wanted to resist, but there was some fear at play, having a dangerous woman with a hand wrapped around his dick. His nodded his head.
”Ooh, Red, it’s his first time!” Harley grins ear to ear.
Ivy keeps jerking him off with a grin, “I promise we’ll be gentle.”
Harley drops her bra, letting her breasts jiggle forth, her nipples are about the size of a quarter, a light rosy pink. She pulls down her panties, revealing a thin blonde strip of hair leading down to her glistening pussy. “Let me have a turn with him, Red,” she says, dropping to her knees. Ivy takes a step back and removes her own underwear, never breaking eye contact with Robin as she does. He can only see the top of her blonde head as her head slowly bobs down, his whole stiff member sliding inside of her mouth.
Ivy’s breasts were smaller, and her nipples were maybe about dime-sized, a very dark green, her pussy was completely shaved. She walks up to Robin, moving past Harley who continues to suck on him, “You a breast man or an ass man?” She turns around, showing her butt to Robin, it’s round and full. She twists a bit, giving him a sideview of her breasts. “B-both,” Robin stammers, lost in the fog of pleasure.
”Did you hear that, Harley, he wants it all?” Ivy says.
Harley makes a muffled noise of agreement as she goes deeper and deeper, wrapping his whole member up in her throat, rubbing her tongue against his long shaft. Robin can’t help but the enjoy the hot, wet, blowjob he’s getting. She pops it out with a bit of a gasp. “Maybe he’d like this then,” she said, getting up off her knees slightly and positioning his drenched cock between her tits. She rubbed her breasts against him, and his dick pulsed and he thrust between them.
”That’s enough, Harley,” Ivy says, “It’s my turn.”
”But, Red, I…”
Ivy grabs Harley by her armpits and lifts her up. “You can’t have all the fun,” she says, turning backwards, using her hand to guide Robin’s cock inside her. Her butt rubs against Robin as she slides him deep inside her wet pussy. Robin gasps at the newfound sensation, so wet, so tight. “Hey, Red, he likes it! Does it feel good?” Robin nodded his head. “I can’t hear him,” Ivy said, with a smile, as she cupped her breasts.
Harley went up to Robin as he kept fucking Ivy. “Red couldn’t hear you, does her pussy feel good?”
”Yes.”
”Yes, what?”
”Her pussy feels real good,” he kept thrusting inside her wet tight cunt. Harley put her tits right next to Robin’s face. “You wanna suck on ‘em?” Robin put her right breast in his mouth, started licking, sucking, flicking it with his tongue. Harley groaned as she squeezed her left one. “He’s real good, Red.” Harley, ever nimble, does a handstand on the wall, draping her knees around Robin’s shoulders. “Why don’t you put that tongue to good use?”
Robin took her into his mouth, licking her clit, tasting her as he did. It was new, different, but not bad. Harley groans as he brushes his tongue against her. “He is good.” He keeps licking Harley as he feels Ivy pull off of him and turn around. As she keeps grinding up against him, her breasts rubbing against his chest, Harley makes a yelp. “Red?!” Robin can’t see what’s going on, since Harley’s body blocks whatever Ivy’s doing.
He hears muffled sounds, lapping noises. What is she doing? “I’m licking Harley’s asshole. She loves taking it up the ass. Don’t you, Harley?”
Harley moans in pleasure, “I do.” Ivy keeps thrusting up against Robin as he spots Ivy’s hands at either side of Harley’s hips, spreading open her asshole.
”Have you ever thought of that, Robin? Sticking your dick into a girl’s ass?”
”N-no.”
”Do you wonder why guys like doing that? It does sound kind of strange, huh? Why fuck an ass when a pussy is right there? Especially a nice, tight, pussy like mine,” she ground in rhythm with her saying “nice” and “tight,” teasing Robin. “I have a secret for you, a girl’s ass is even tighter than her pussy. You’d be amazed you’d even fit up there. But it feels so good. Do you want to fuck Harley’s ass?”
”Ooh, say yes, say yes!” Harley shouts.
Robin groans, “Yes.”
Harley, excited, does a tumble off of Robin’s face and lands, her ass in the air, her hole open and inviting. Ivy gets off and takes a big bottle of lube. She gets a handful and covers Robin’s dick. He feels the wet, cool, lube coats his dick and get it all slippery.
”Are you ready?” Ivy asks Harley.
She smiles, “Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, am I ever!”
She guides Robin’s dick right up to the hole. Slowly she presses the tip against Harley’s asshole and slowly it starts to slide in, once the head slides in Robin feels her ass contract around it and slowly he moves in and she backs up and the whole thing slides up inside Harley’s asshole. She moans.
”Well, go on,” Ivy grabs Robin’s ass and thrusts it forward for him. He feels the intense pressure, just like Ivy described, even better.
Ivy saunters over to Harley, crawling underneath her. Harley buries her face into Ivy’s pussy, licking it intensely as Ivy does the same to her. Licking and sucking, fondling her, Robin can see Ivy fingering Harley’s pussy and licking her clit even as he’s fucking her tight puckered asshole. Ivy’s eyes lock with his as she groans in pleasure, Harley’s tongue proving more than adept. She uses a free hand to slap Harley’s ass, it ripples quickly.
”Oh, Red, this is it!” Harley cries, “Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh shit, oh shit!” she screams as she climaxes, hard, burying herself in Ivy’s cunt. Robin can feel her ass clamp down on the intruding member, Ivy closes her eyes for just a second but opens then again. She’s moaning too, she’s coming. She reaches out and she grabs Robin’s balls, tight against his body, and in one swift motion, pulls down. Robin cries out as he feels the orgasm welling up inside him. He lets out sporadic thrusts, his dick spewing forth inside Harley’s tight little asshole.
Ivy groans and collapses, and Harley too, Robin’s dick falling out of her ass. But they only basked in the afterglow for so long, they got up, “Well, thanks for the fun, but we’ve really got to go. Your boss is notoriously punctual.”
When Batman did arrive, Robin knew, he would find all of this extremely hard to believe.
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