Batman Enough | By : vittoria Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 6752 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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He found himself in a dark room with a hood over his head. Judging by the feel of the mask it was made out of burlap. He wondered how long he had been there. Or how he had been caught off guard like this. He must have been watched for months. He sat silent trying to get the feel as to where he was. He heard nothing but the night sky. He tried to listen harder. Out in the distance somewhere he could hear the sound of traffic, but it was very light and very faint. He was convinced that he was near one of Gotham’s freeways. He struggled to get out of his bonds, but they remained tight and immovable.
He soon heard the sound of heavy boots moving over the hard wooden floor. His senses were hit by the delicate smell of a perfume…no a cologne. A man’s cologne a combination of flint and cedar. But the boots on the floor didn’t sound heavy like the boots of a man.
“Batman,” came a high pitched muffled voice.
Now he understood why the sound of the boots weren’t heavy. It was a woman.
“I’ve waited for this moment for a long long time.”
He jerked his head up, trying to place the voice.
The footsteps got closer to his, and he sensed that she was closer. He tried to kick out, but realized that his feet were tied to the chair.
She laughed derisively.
“Oh please. Do I look stupid to you? I planned for every contingency. There’s no escape. The chair is made of iron. And is nailed to the floor. I know you’re strong. But not even you can break free from it.”
His head was yanked back and he felt the rucksack being removed from his head. He gasped for air and tried to look around the room. It was pitch dark except for a sliver of light coming from a painted over window letting in the light. By his infrared lenses could see that he was in an empty warehouse. Before him stood A woman in a tight red lycra body suit, around her waist were a row of pouches. And a mask covering her uppermost features. Her hair, was dark and spilled down around her shoulders.
He knew who this was. It was one of his biggest enemies. She had been a thorn in his side for the last five years. One of the most prominent assassins for the Gotham City Mafia. She went by the moniker ‘Sand Spider’—named after one of the deadliest spiders on the planet. But Batman’s history with her went far back beyond that. Batman had had the opportunity to take her down several times. But always resisted doing so. They had a history….and he was vulnerable to her. It was why, despite having the opportunity, he refused to take her down. Oh he had hit her organization. The Sagantti’s, But he was always careful not to touch her. Many times Nightwing and Robin had demanded to know why he didn’t stop her personally. But he couldn’t. He was responsible for making her….
“Give up any hopes of anyone coming looking for you Batman,” she said, “I know that Nightwing is in New York and Robin is out of the country.. And Alfred…” she made the sign of the cross, “Is gone. I made sure to drop that damned utility belt of yours back in the harbour.”
“I don’t need any help in dealing with you Sand Spider…”he said.
“Oh you think you can control me?”
“After a fashion,” he said, “Yes.”
She stopped at that, and looked at him.
“Arrogant as always aren’t you?” she sneered, “The great and mighty Batman who thinks he can do whatever he damn well pleases. Hurt whoever he wants to without consequence.”
“And you’re one to talk Sand Spider,” he said his voice low, “Still operating on raw pain and anger. How does it feel to turn to the organization responsible for ruining your…”
“Shut up!” she screamed slapping him so hard that he could feel the blood in his mouth, “You know nothing.”
“I know everything Sand Spider. I know who you really are. I know your identity before that. I know who your husband is. The biggest mob boss in Gotham City.”
“You’re smart Batman. You’re a damn genius. No big surprise.”
“Does he know about your identity and what you do?”
“No,” she said bending over him and looking at him at eye level, “He
just knows that I’m behind him.”
“And in more ways than one. You’re the brain behind him. You’re the real one who runs the organization. They all thought that it was his Harvard MBA. But it’s you. How does it feel to turn into your father.”
“I have more respect for my father. Than I do for a man like you. My father never pretended to be anything than he was….”
“A murderer and torturer…” Batman said.
“As opposed to someone like you…”
Batman paused…he tried to drown out the incident but found it hard. Often he could not think about her without thinking about that night..the last time they had been together and what had happened. What he had done and how he had lost control.
She pulled back his head hard.
“I have been waiting for this day a long , long time Batman.” She snarled.
Batman grunted.
She kissed him. It was filled with hunger and passion. He kissed her back. Her lips—her tongue tasting just as sweet as it had the last time he had kissed her years ago. Her tongue flicked and played with his. She pulled back allowing her lips to trail down and taking his chin between her teeth bit him gently. She yanked his head back further and allowed her tongue to trail along his Adams apple. She then kissed his neck.
She backed away from him and reaching behind her she unzipped her body suit and peeled it from her body, until she stood magnificently naked before him. After all these years her body was still magnificent. Trim, athletic yet still feminine body. Batman felt himself harden. He knew what was going to happen and he wanted it to happen. During the four years he had been married. He had remained faithful to his wife. Though there had been many opportunities to stray he had never taken them. None of them seemed worth the while. But he had often thought that if he had just one opportunity with one… woman. This woman. He would go through with it. He still wanted her.
“You’re beautiful.”
“Flattery will get you nowhere. Not with me.”
“I mean it. You were always one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen.”
“Your wife should be here to hear this.”
He smiled.
“Are you still a womanizer Batman?”
“I only have one woman now,” he said his voice low and measured. He meant to keep her talking.
“Yes your beautiful wife. Julie Madison. Funny how you married six months after I did. What brought it on?”
“I love her.”
“What happened to you and Selina?”
“I was never interested in Selina long term and you know that. But somehow you never believed it. We were good friends.”
“Who used to sleep together.”
“That’s right.”
“Just like you used to sleep with Talia Head?”
“Yes. She set you up didn’t she?”
“She helped me out. She sent me for greater training, both in fighting and business as well. I knew she was using me. She wanted me away from you. But I didn’t care. I just wanted to get back at you for what you did to me. I wanted you to hurt.”
“I know.”
“Why Bruce…” she pleaded, “I asked you…I begged you to stop.”
“I lost control. I wanted to hurt you as much and as badly as you made me hurt. I hated seeing you with him. When you told me that you…,” Batman cleared his throat, “When you said that you slept with him. It almost killed me. I snapped.”
“You know after you did…,” she paused, “You not only hurt me physically. But you killed my spirit as well. I loved you more than any man alive. I worshiped you. You were more than just my lover. You were my hero as well.”
She walked over to him…naked…he could smell her scent…like an animal in heat. She wanted to do this as much as he did. Maybe this wasn’t all about hurting him. She straddled his lap once more. Taking his face between her hands and kissed him hard. He kissed her back just as hard. Her breasts rubbing hard against his chest. It went on like this for ten full minutes. Batman was so hard that he found it almost painful. He really wanted to fuck her right now. She pulled away and began to pull down his tights until they pooled at his knees. His cock stood out rigid and straight as an arrow. She laughed softly taking it in her hand and began to roughly masturbate him.
“No,” he moaned he wanted to be inside her. Each time she felt that he was close she stopped. She waited until he was flaccid and started again.
“Please…” he moaned.
“No. You’ll wait.”
She kneeled before him. Pulling up his shirt until it was under his arm pits. She covered his pectoral muscles with her mouth, licking his nipples. He groaned bending his head to bury it in her black hair, the way he used to do whenever she used to sleep in his arms.
She took his huge cock in her hands and began to lick at the head of his cock, with tantalizing slowness. Batman shivered with agony. He would have preferred to have had a direct fight than this—anything but this. She then took him in her mouth and began to swallow in earnest. He bucked against her trying to deep throat her further. She soon pulled away.
“No not yet…” she sneered.
He almost came when she lowered herself down on to his cock slowly she began to rotate herself on his cock, slowly at first but with greater gusto.
“Argh!” Batman growled
His body reared off the chair thrusting himself hard into her, as he came in a climactic explosion. She squeezed him tight between her legs milking him dry she was panting and gasping just as hard as he was. She had her arms around him. Her lips buried against his neck. They sat there in the dark silent for several moments before she pulled away and kissed him. This time more gently. She nuzzled his nose.
“That was amazing like the last time we were together,” he froze. It was not what he had meant to say. He meant the last time before…before….
“Is that what you call it?” she asked pulling back, “What happened that night? Consensual sex?”
“It got out of hand---Helena,”
“You said that I wanted it to happen,” she said trying to maintain cold tone but her voice broke.
“I was wrong. I was angry. You hurt me badly. And I wanted you to hurt as much as I did. What I did was uncontainable.”
“Are you apologizing?”
He remained silent.
“Are you apologizing?” she demanded.
“Yes,” he said softly, “I’m sorry.”
She started to cry.
“Helena….” He said softly, “I’ve missed you.”
“I’ll bet.”
“I should have said something a long time. But I couldn’t bring myself to do so. I couldn’t believe that I would do that. I wanted to take responsibility,” he said continued, “But I didn’t know how. And you married so quickly. I just thought that it would be better for me to walk away and forget the whole thing.”
“Forget? Forget what happened…was it that easy?”
“I blocked it out of my mind.”
“Well I didn’t have such an easy time. Especially since I had to live with a reminder of it in my face every single day of my life. I’m just happy that Tomaso looks like a Bertinelli. And not like you.”
“He’s a handsome boy,” Batman said, “Hopefully he will get know his sisters one day.” He was referring to his twin daughters Martha and Monica. Both of whom he had tucked into bed before going out on patrol. They were both two years old.
“I hope not,” she said rubbing the tears from her eyes.
“I was there you know,”
“Where?”
“At the hospital. The night he was born. I broke in and held him. For five minutes. My God he was so perfect…” his voice trailed off, “A lot
like his mother.”
“Don’t it’s not working….”
“I still love you.”
She rose to her feet and began to dress. He watched her silently again.
“You’ll put this out of your mind too? Won’t you when you go back to your wife.”
“Yes. And you’ll do the same with your husband.”
She was silent.
“My Mother cheated on my Father. Not that I don’t blame her. I know now that he was a pig and that he hit her. But I thought…it would be different. Paolo is good to me. He’s faithful. He’s never raised a hand to me or anything. And he’s a wonderful father to Tomaso.”
She walked over to him and pulled up his tights. Then reaching behind him she loosened his bonds slightly.
“I promised the Gotham mob that I would have you delivered to them. And I have. Wait until they come in and release yourself from your bonds. You can fight them off. Paolo probably sent his least effective goons.”
She fastened her utility belt and made a move to leave. But stopped and turned to face him.
“Why did you marry so quickly? I didn’t know that you had been interested.”
“When you were off the market. So to speak. And Alfred died. I went off the deep end. I began to see other women again—or sleep with them. I also began to get more reckless out on the street. Superman actually stopped me twice from pulverizing a crook. I needed some stability. And I decided that the best way to do that was to get married and have a family. Julie was available and ready to settle down. I courted her and asked her to marry me.”
“Are you happy?” she asked
“Are you?”
“It’s enough,” she said and was gone.
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