A New Order

CHAPTER THIRTEEN: CHOICES THE DARK Knight awoke to find himself sitting on the floor with his back resting against the Batpole. His wrists had been shackled together behind him with a pair of handcuffs chaining him to the metal shaft. Superman was nowhere to be seen but on the far side of the room he could see Robin's lifeless body hanging from the roof by a rope round its neck. The Boy Wonder swung in the air as Suprema idly pushed him back and forward. She was dressed in a tight, shiny one-piece Latex catsuit with matching stiletto-heeled boots rising up to just below her knees. She was grinning with supreme satisfaction as she watched Robin's body swaying to and fro. Batman yanked his arms forward and a clang rang out as the handcuffs banged into the Batpole. "Ah Battyboy," beamed Suprema. "You're back with us at last. How wonderful." She gave Robin's body one last shove and wandered over to the Caped Crusader. Batman could now see the zip on Suprema's catsuit had been pulled down almost to the midriff exposing her large breasts. Her chest heaved as she approached him. "Get up Batshit," she ordered. Batman didn't move a muscle. Suprema sighed and aimed a kick into his midriff. It hit the exact spot where Kara's punches had earlier landed. "Uuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," grunted the Caped Crusader as a fierce pain shot through his torso. Suprema slammed her boot into him again this time bringing a cry of agony from the tortured Superhero. "I said get up," she said. Batman rose wearily to his feet. With her high-heeled boots Suprema's face was level with his despite his size. She smiled triumphantly at him - a smile that seemed to mock him, taunt his failed escape attempt, revel in the way he'd been forced to lick Electra's boots. It was a smile of complete and utter mastery. Batman glared back but finally looked away embarrassed as he recalled himself crawling at Electra's feet shamefully doing her bidding. Suprema's mouth curled arrogantly and she tossed her long dark hair back. "Superman's all broken," she said very gently with a serene smile on her face. "Kara got very, very angry with him. "The poor boy was whimpering like a baby at the end. Shaking and begging her to stop. But she wouldn't. Not until she was sure she'd smashed his stupid, arrogant, male ego into oblivion. "All he wants to do now is be a good obedient doggie for his three mistresses." Batman could hear the blatant relish in her voice as she revelled in describing his partner's fate to him. She was enjoying this almost as much as she'd enjoyed Kara's brutal destruction of the Man of Steel's body. "So now Robin's gone, Superman's our slave - and very soon you, too, Batman will have surrendered to us." She stood grinning confidently at him as she let her words sink in. "Think about it Batman," she continued. "You can surrender willingly or I can have Kara break you like she did Superslut. You know how much she'd enjoy that. Enjoy seeing you howl with pain as her fists destroy this puny body of yours." Suprema feinted to throw a punch at Batman's midriff and he flinched involuntarily. "Huh," she sneered before turning to leave. She looked back at him and said: "Think about it Battyboy. Think about it real hard." With that she sauntered out of the room giving Robin's lifeless body one last shove as she went. Batman stood there in silence her words racing through his mind while the Boy Wonder's torso swung back and forth in front of him.