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Electra's Web	By : jmm Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 12606 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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.

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Back To The Cave

THE CAPED Crusader paced the Batcave with increasing frustration.
Robin had failed to show once more – despite their agreement to carry out a night-long reconnaissance on the west side of the city.
He’d already been plunged into a dark mood by the appearance of another of Electra’s columns which had set tongues wagging across Gotham.
This time it was a eulogy to the undeniable desirability and inherent sexuality of the Boy Wonder – written in an almost girlish, besotted tone.
“There’s no doubt maturity can have its attractions,” it read. “But in a (Bat)man it can soon tip over into creeping, crippling impotence.
“Give me youthful, thrusting vitality any day. Don’t you agree girls?”
Now his partner’s failure to appear for the umpteenth time in the past few days had raised his temper to boiling point.
He slammed his fist into his palm and strode angrily over to the Batbike.
OK, Robin, he thought. If you’re on another no-show then I’ll do it myself.
He kicked the bike into life, waited for the door in front of him to open and then roared out of his hideaway, down the dirt track and out onto the highway towards the bright lights of the city.
Amid the noise of the engine he failed to catch the sound of a car starting up in its hidden position behind a row of nearby trees just off the track.
Nor did he see the headlights come on and sweep forwards towards the Batcave and then disappear from view as the concealed entrance obediently slid open before gliding back shut behind the vehicle.
And there was no way he could hear Electra’s shriek of delight as she leapt from the driver’s seat and luxuriated in a deep sense of satisfaction as she surveyed the Caped Crusader’s inner sanctum.
“Very utilitarian Robin,” she said deprecatingly as she took in the surroundings. “Not quite what I’m used to my pet.”
“I’m sorry,” replied Robin. “It’s where I work.”
Electra strode round the room taking in everything. She ran her fingers along the consoles, surveyed the various switches and buttons and grinned as she saw the day’s newspaper open to her latest article.
“Poor diddums,” she purred. “I do hope that hurt.”
Robin’s eyes followed her voluptuous body as she moved elegantly through the once-secret lair. She was dressed in a tight, black all-in-one leather dress cut just below the thighs and matching stiletto shoes which sent echoes bouncing off the walls as they clipped on the concrete floor. Her sweet perfume flooded the air as she sashayed this way and that.
Finally she wandered over to the Batmobile with her hips swaying and stood in front of it – stretching out her hand towards the Boy Wonder with a glint in her eyes.
Robin walked towards her and took her hand. In one movement she twisted and forced him down onto the cold metal of the bonnet, straddling him with her legs so she was pushing down onto his crotch.
Electra’s long, dark hair cascaded on either side of his face as she lowered her head and hungrily kissed – forcing her tongue inside his mouth and grinding her hips into his.
She could feel his cock begin to stir instantly. The exultant feeling of her own sexual power coursed through her once again.
Electra bit his lip as she pulled her mouth and looked down at him panting.
“There’s something so sexy about fucking a man right where he works,” she breathed.
“It makes me so, so horny.”
“Oh God,” gasped the young crimefighter. “Oh God Electra.”
She suppressed a laugh as she felt his body quiver under her and his shaft become rock-hard.
“B…b…but,” he stammered, his lip trembling. “What if Batman comes back?”
“Huh,” sneered Electra dismissively tossing her hair back. “He’ll just have to be a good boy and wait until we’re finished.
“And that could be a very, very long wait.”
She pressed her mouth to his again and then began sliding down his body – undoing the catches on his tunic with her mouth as she went.
She brushed the material open to reveal his toned torso before settling on her knees between his legs.
Robin groaned as she grabbed hold of his trunks and pulled them down letting his throbbing member spring free.
“Oh Electra,” he moaned. “I want you.”
“My way lover boy,” she purred as she flicked out her tongue and licked the tip of his engorged penis.
She closed her eyes and almost shivered with the thrill of it. Her thoughts drifted to Batman – and the knowledge of how it would sear his brain when he discovered what she had done to his little Boy Wonder on his own sacred territory.
God! If only he could be chained helpless and forced to watch as she defiled the once-chaste Robin time and time again! But there was time for that. Once she’d made him suffer from afar for a while longer.
Robin groaned and his body twitched as Electra’s soft lips closed on his penis and began slowly slipping up and down its length. Her tongue twisted and teased around it while her hands reached up and began tweaking his nipples sending him into paroxysms of ecstasy.
She loved the way he just felt apart in his hands – helpless beneath her complete mastery of him.
Within seconds his hips began to twitch spasmodically. Suddenly he let out a cry as his back arched and he gushed into her expectant mouth.
Electra moved a hand to his balls and began pumping him until every last drop had been milked and he slumped back exhausted on the bonnet.
She let his cock fall from her lips and rose lazily.
“Good Robin?” she said lazily.
“It just gets better,” he panted, his chest rising and falling as he gulped lungfuls of air.
Electra sidled over to her car as Robin began to rebutton his tunic and haul up his trunks.
She reached inside and pulled out a small perfume bottle and a pink lipstick.
Casually she walked round the Batmobile spraying the perfume in the air, over the seats and all around the steering wheel.
Then she pulled off the cap of the lipstick and pressed it to the windscreen of the famous vehicle.
“What are you doing?” asked Robin.
“Just a little souvenir for bird-brain Battyboy,” she smiled. “Save him having to work it out for himself.”
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