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The Breaking of the Bat	By : sexdottxt Category: DC Verse Comics >no category yet > no category yet Views: 907 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Batwoman or any of the characters therein. This story is a work of fiction.

Chapter List
- 1-A Twisted Courting
- 2-Batholes
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Kate Kane was the vicious Batwoman. Every bit as fierce as Batman, she was a force to reckoned with. She was no longer merely some admirer standing in his shadow, but as every bit of a superhero as he was. Unlike him, she was also flexible in the ways she chose to deliver justice, and had no qualms with using firearms against the scum that prowled Gotham’s streets. She had earned her reputation and could stand on her own. Yet she still had her weaknesses.
And there was another talent she had. Bruce Wayne was never a fool, but his main skill was his brute strength. Woe to be those who would dare cross the Batman. It was for that reason that he was so feared. When it came to negotiations, he ensured that he would always be in a position where he came out on top. For that reason alone, even the most perverted and rancid of Gotham's criminals never dared make this deal with him. She was much the same as him in that regard, having beaten many of the worst scum to a bloody pulp.
But the Batwoman for all her prowess and strength was still a woman. The streets had no shortage of depraved thugs who didn't come near his size that still lusted after Batman body and soul, but they would never be so bold to do such a thing save those like the Joker. She on the other hand did not have his reputation. After one shameful night, she was beginning to acquire a new one.
The information she had gotten from those thugs was one hundred percent accurate. So it was that when they reached out to her again about even more pertinent intel, she had no choice but to kowtow to their demands. For all her power, there were still times she regretted her lack of strength in being able to protect Gotham. If this was what it took, then so be it.
Just like last time, they met up in a public place. The same time too, she had to make sure they were good to their own on leaving the streets clean of their presence. But things were a little different now. Instead of being at a basketball court, they were at an adult movie theater. The various onlookers were looking between her and this gang of thugs. To their eyes, she was just another whore doing some little dress up for these seedy men. Not the actual Batwoman.
“Glad to see you made it,” said the leader. He wasn’t dressed like a gangster like before, instead he was wearing a top hat and suit, all colored in patterns after the stars and stripes. He had a cane too with an eagle on the top of it. A joker, but not the Joker.
He was leaning forward with a beady smile on his face like a little boy, one of his hands in his pockets doing a certain thing. When she didn't respond, he stood upright and moved right on over to her before standing upright. He could feel her anger through her mask as she stared right at him, not looking away for an instant. But even after having had the pleasure of knowing her body, he was not stupid either. Knowing what she could do to him if he didn't tone it down, he looked away and chuckled. It was a fake laugh, they both knew it. Even if it was a concession to her given the current circumstances, there was also no doubt that he and his gang still had the power. The stakes were too great.
“And?” she said, finally.
“And I think we should get started.”
He boldly strode on over to her and planted a sick kiss right on her lips. She recoiled and moved back, but he was unresponsive to her considerations, holding her tight. He only moved forward with his advances, feeling all over her.
She knew her suit should have protected her better from his touches. It was designed to withstand all kinds of punishment, whether it was purely physical tumble or the hazards of the job like fire and bullets. Then of course was the matter of extreme cold and heat, always a favorite trick of the creative cruel criminals of Gotham. But right now she was acutely feeling every single one of his touches.
You have to be fucking kidding me, she thought to herself.
She knew she shouldn’t be feeling it at all. She wanted to believe that it was just a problem of regular wear in tear in her suit from the scuffle she went through the last time she saved the world. There was no way that wherever his hands went, whether it was her back, her crotch, or her butt that she felt a perverse heat on her skin. But there was no denying it.
As much as she hated it, she knew the cause too. It was an unexpected side effect of the last time she let this man and his gang of thugs play with her. Her suit was built to last several times over, designed to protect her body from all kinds of punishment. But right now, her body was punishing her, stoking a perverted heat in her body no matter where he touched her.
He was still feeling her up, his tongue whipping inside of her mouth in a show of pure dominance. Not something that he or any man would be bold enough to do in usual circumstances. But right now he could play with her as he liked. She was only glad that he was keeping his mouth shut. She didn’t need him making a big scene about the terms and conditions of their little arrangement. It was already humiliating enough dealing with the way her body betrayed her, but it was another entirely to have her reputation as a hero publicly torn to shreds. Being known as a vigilante had it’s ups and downs but at least there was an aura of fear with such a thing. But she hated that rumors might begin to spread that the Batwoman was just some gutter skank.
On the plus side, it would make them all the more like to underestimate her. Never a good idea. Knowing that she was as tough as ever was still a source of pride for her.
He broke the kiss and licked his lips. Still holding her, he played with her hair. “You taste good as last time.” He took a lock of her in his hands and he sniffed it. “And you smell better too. You’re really high class, you know that?”
That remark stung her to the bone. It betrayed her actual identity as Kate Kane, not merely as Batwoman. A shameful wetness that disgusted had been growing in her twat but that remark from him cut her enough to finally ignore it. She pushed him back, a little harder than she intended too. He actually stumbled on his feet and almost fell back. “Let’s just get this over with!” she said.
He picked himself up. His buddies were looking at him, and some of them were actually willing to pick a fight with her after that. But he just calmly picked himself up, sorted himself out, and straightened out his ridiculous outfit back to the way it was. He spun his cane in his hand and pointed it right at her. “Eager too,” he said, totally unbothered by her transparent fury.
He walked past her like nothing had happened. Then he actually spanked her tush loud enough for everyone there to hear it. That alone dispelled all the tension that was in the air from her daring to resist him. She shot daggers at him with her eyes and glared right at him. He just turned back to look right at her and winked.
He whistled at his men and one of his boys brought out a small mini-safe. Nowhere near as big and elaborate as the one from before. But she knew it’s kind. It wasn’t as impressive looking as the one from last time. Still it wasn't something to be underestimated. This one was coded to operate only from a specific set of fingerprints. It was seen in big banks and safe houses used by corporate bigwigs as much as it was in the criminal underworld. And knowing them, they probably rigged it with some kind of explosive if she tried anything.
“The terms are the same,” the leader said finally. “But we’re going to be changing things up a bit.”
“How’s that? I suggest you just have your fun like you did last time and be done with it. I have more important things to do than you.”
His thugs whistled at that. Even he was a bit impressed. But he just held his hands up and shook his head. “Oh we’ve already had our fill of you. Didn’t we boys?” That got them rowdy. They were making a ruckus alright, and it got so loud that coupled with the way she had already fought back against him once that she might have to fight her way out of this one for real. “But that doesn’t mean other people can’t have their fun too, right? We’re criminals! Not pigs.”
“Other people?” She didn’t like what he was implying.
He didn’t answer either. Instead he motioned forward with his arm, and he and his gang moved forward down a small corridor to a doorway. She reluctantly followed.
They were in a public sex booth. There were already some people in there having their fun, standing outside of the stalls with their cocks inside of them. There were those close to an orgasm and they were making embarrassing noises as they were getting worked, and then there were those who were not so close and they saw her. With her mask on and in that tight suit, she could have easily passed for the usual type of woman to frequent this sort of place, all the men here were smiling at the sight of her. The leader bowed and opened the door to an empty one, pointing inside with his cane. She got in, and the door shut behind her.
“Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls from all over the world!” the leader said loudly, holding his arms out like he really was a showman. “Tonight we have a most curious attraction for your entertainment! I present to you the one and only Batwoman!”
Kate was becoming incensed. The other customers of this venue didn’t know they were dealing with the real Batwoman, but she did, and so did her current unsavory compatriots. She knew exactly what he was doing. She hoped that he wouldn’t try and convince people he wasn’t just putting on a show either. He didn’t know her name or face, but he had seen her naked. Her tattoos were a thing that could be used to identify and humiliate her.
Fortunately he was not so cruel as that. He still didn’t know one thing about her, and beautiful women with tattoos were such a common occurrence these days whether they lived out in big cities like Gotham or even out in the bumfuck of nowhere that even if he memorized them down to the shape and color, he still didn’t know anything about her. Nor did he really care who she was. The most important part of her identity was right here. And he had her in the palms of his hands.
He tapped the head of his cane on the door of the booth. Reluctantly, she walked over to it. She got in there and he shut the door behind her.
Now that she was inside of it, she could see how many holes were in there. At first what registered in her mind was how many there were, she didn’t have time to count. But then as she counted, she realized it was probably at least a little under a dozen. This wasn’t some cheap bathroom glory hole, this was more like a fuckpit.
Not to mention all the graffiti too. It was to be expected, being in this kind of place. Growing up as a wealthy heiress and her current pampered life as a socialite always meant that whenever it was time to do her business, she was in fine and pristine bathrooms free of any profanity or defilement. A place where a lady could feel like a lady. But when she served in the military, she recoiled the first time she actually had to do that in these sorts of places on the regular and she had no choice in the matter. It wasn’t the first time she had seen one of them either, she used to sneak off as a kid to all sorts of abandoned houses and mansions and seen all sorts of seedy writings on the wall. Whenever her folks had to stop at a small little convenience store because her parents had to refill the tank, she usually had to go and she’d see these places with all kinds of profane writings, shocking her at first, but eventually she grew used to it. It was one thing to just see these kinds of places, and she would in time grow used to doing her business in them and that would be the end of it. She would eventually do things that would make her initial disgust seem like what it was, a child’s reaction and nothing more.
But in her current situation that shock she hadn’t felt in so long was there again. The same writings, random phone numbers purportedly advertising all sorts of seedy services, inverse takes on popular slogans like, ‘Say yes to drugs!’, statements about politicians and famous people like ‘HARVEY DENT WUZ HERE’ with a surprisingly detailed picture of him depicting the scarred side of his face as having eyeshadow and lipstick with that other eye seductively half-lidded, and then there were all the crude drawings of genitalia and fucking right next to drawings of hearts. There were old discarded condoms lying on the floor, which itself was stained with things she had a pretty good idea of. It wasn’t the first time she had seen such things, had found many a runaway convict using one of these places to hide. But in her current situation with what she had resigned herself to do, the situation was totally different. She was now one of the things being advertised here.
Not in the least because things started up right away. Two of the holes filled right up with dicks, both on walls facing opposite from each other. She didn’t know if they were the penises from the leader and his gang or just some of the fine customers here to have a good time but she also realized that it didn’t matter. She had no choice but to service them.
But she still had her pride. She would not do what most of the people here did in the stalls from the beginning. Instead she would avoid the shame that came with being in a place like this one as well as from that night she hated.
She grabbed one of the dicks in her hands. Her batsuit was tough enough to withstand any amount of punishment imaginable given who she was often going up against. At the same time, the surface was very soft. It would be enough to caress any naked penis to satisfaction. It was not the intended use of her costume and she hated having to defile it in such a way. But in the privacy of this stall, she refused to full out let herself be debased like last time.
Though her notions of pride were quickly dispelled. She realized with the other penis on a wall far enough behind her that she couldn’t just reach and grab that one too. Grumbling to herself, she bent over so that her ass was sticking up in the air and moved it right onto his cock. Still jacking off the other dick, she bounced her donk up and down on that dick to get it off.
They were both so horny that she could feel their heat through her suit. She intended to use this position to keep herself from doing it directly with these guys, but whatever her proud intentions, she realized she had only found a new way to debase herself. Both of the guys on the other end of the stall had also started moving back and forth. After the last night with the band of criminals who organized this get together, she was acutely aware of what a dick felt like when it was ready to bust wide open. These guys were far from finished.
But she knew they were liking it too. She didn’t have to step things up a notch. Instead she remained in that current position, beating off the one and gyrating her ass all over the other. If someone had a bird’s eye view of the situation, they wouldn’t see a hardened crimefighter, instead they’d see some stripper wearing some kinky nightwear to appeal to these two perverts’ sensibilities.
As she kept going at it, she felt them getting harder. No matter what resignations she had made to finish this task, there was no getting over the humiliating nature of her task. What was worse was that the motions of the one grinding up on her ass was filling her whole twat underneath her suit with a perverted heat, and some part of her in the back of her mind she hated grew curious on how he would feel inside of her. But however humiliating this position was, at least it was a step closer to getting this awful job finished.
It would be sooner than she realized. Suddenly, the dick in back burst wide open, blowing a load of semen all over her ass, while the other one nearly right in front of her trembled in the confines of her soft fingers and palms before cumming all over the place. The nut of the latter cock was so strong that she had to move her face back from getting some of his goo on it. Luckily she backed out just in time. She clamped down her grip on his pecker and moved it to the side to keep herself further unblemished from any additional cum.
Finished with them, they moved back. But it wasn’t long before they were replaced by two new pricks. The walls were adjacent to each other and right beside her. She couldn’t use her earlier technique of using her ass to get them off. That was fine. She’d put those strong hands to their full use.
She took both of those cocks within her grasp and yanked on the both of them. As she had surmised earlier, they were getting off on it just as much as the other two. She didn’t waste any time and jacked them off at full strength, using just the right amount of tenderness. Before she knew it, one of them had already came, leaking all over the place. That dick pulled itself right out and another poked itself right in through that same hole.
She went to work jacking off the new dick too. But the other one remained just as hard as ever. She heard a voice saying, “Man, this feels good, but it’s not enough.”
“Looks like she’s not doing her part,” said the leader. “If she’s not doing everything in her power to make you happy, maybe we should cut this night short. Things will go back to the way they were.”
That got her attention. As much as she hated it, she realized she’d have to be a little more direct with them. Not letting go of the one dick, she re-positioned herself so her face was next to the one that was complaining.
Kate looked at it. The thing was big and up close, and she realized just how familiar sucking dick had become to her in such a short time. Though her mouth wasn't the only thing she had become familiar with dick either. She remembered the last time she did this kind of thing with a whole bunch of men.
Taking a deep breath, she took that dick in her mouth while beating off the other one. Both of them tensed up instantly, and she couldn’t decide which one got bigger and harder either. But at the same time, that didn’t matter for her. The only thing she was concentrating on was getting them off.
Though it mattered plenty to her current paramours. With the positions they were in on different walls, neither of them could see each other. That didn’t change just how much of a good time they were having. The guy she was sucking off loved the way she was gorging on his dick. It wasn’t strictly mechanical but it didn’t feel like she was inexperienced either. She was going down on him real hard, real fast, so much that anyone with an eyeful of her doing this from inside would have thought it looked like she was almost gagging down on that dick. After that warning, she wasn’t going to take any chances.
She could feel how hot it was getting in her mouth. Even in her own mind she couldn't imagine herself as a superhero keeping the world safe. All she could think about was last time when a bunch of men used her, put these dicks inside of her as they saw fit, even making her cum. Deep under her suit, that troublesome heat grew worse.
The other guy was having himself a damn good time too. Normally her hand would have never felt as good as her mouth. But the fabric of her suit felt so smooth on the naked skin of his penis that he was getting really hard from every little touch. She was being really fast with the way she was stroking him too. It didn’t feel like she was jerking him off, it felt like she was doing something else altogether to his pecker, and all he could think was that he was in heaven.
She was hellbent on getting them off as fast as possible. She didn’t want this one to last any longer than it had to, and moved her head back and forth faster in an attempt to get him off sooner. But in the process of doing that, it meant that these guys were also having themselves a hell of a time too. From the increasing hardness in their members and the distinct noises they were making on the other side of the wall compared to all the other hollering and hooting, she knew she was getting them off.
They were getting more excited too. In any other situation, the sounds they were making, they would have sound panicked if not for being where they were. Their dicks were trembling in her embrace, it had only been barely a minute but they were already going to cum soon. Ready to get it over with, she sped up the rate of her handjob and her fellatio as much as she could.
They both came roughly around the same time. His dick was inside her mouth all the way when he came. The force of his big dick being that far inside her coupled with all his semen flooding down her throat made her gag. It was so intense that she could only barely begin to pull her face away and that was right after he was finishing cumming in her mouth. She looked down at the floor, so much semen was dripping out of her mouth and she made to spit out what she could but then the dick in her hand shot it’s load right on the side of her face. Her mask protected her from that gunk getting directly on her cheek yet it didn’t keep her hair from getting stained with spooge. Regaining a bit of her pride, she moved away from both of the dicks and instinctively ran her hands through her hair to try and clean out that jizz that shot into her ginger mane. She knew she was just making it worse, that it was getting deeper through her locks, but she didn’t care. At least in a place like this one she had some notion of privacy.
That feeling wouldn’t last for long. The two dicks she had just serviced were beginning to soften and they slowly pulled out of the holes. She knew that wouldn’t be the last of it and just as expected, three more of them popped out for her. Two in each of the two holes she had just dealt with, and the third one was spaced close enough that she couldn’t just use her ass to please him. She would have to use her other hand to deal with it.
She had just begun to get the taste of semen out of her mouth. But she knew that she’d have to step things up a notch again right away. She spit out the last of it that she could. On the other side, the men were chuckling to themselves, thinking she was still gagging on all that cum, and they all high fived the one who had the lucky honor of face fucking her so good. Then she got right back to it.
Kate's mind was being ravaged with flashbacks of the last time she let men have her way with her. All those men taking her again, it made her feel as unprotected as if she were naked. Her batsuit could not protect her now. A sudden impulse of actual ecstasy hit her body, remembering how she had been made to climax. At least when she was naked, she had been allowed something that passed for a luxury. A deviant sensation of being defiled filled up her flesh and her pussy was getting unbearably wet and her nipples were standing up hard.
From inside, anyone with a bird’s eye view of her would never in a million years believe that the person inside was the actual Batwoman. She was bobbing her head back and forth good with way more gusto than she did with the first dick she sucked tonight. Her hands which just like her predecessor she had used to beat the pulp out of the worst of Gotham’s criminals, were now being used to stroke the peckers of these same sorts of people. She hated that she had to do this sort of thing, normally if she was ever in this kind of situation, she realized she would have their weak points totally at her mercy. But with the stakes being as high as they were, she had no choice but to comply with their demands.
Same as the first round of men, they were losing themselves pretty quickly to her touches. She had not quite finished washing herself of that feeling of defilement bordering on masochism from the first two who came on her, and slowed down the rate of her services. She was fortunate at least that she didn’t directly feel the dicks she was beating off on the skin of her hands. At least she was spared that indignity.
That consideration did nothing to numb the knowledge of what she was doing. Or the impending orgasms from the men she was pleasuring. The dicks in one of her hands blew it’s load first, spewing it’s slime all over the place. A stray thought occurred to her of how her batsuit was so smooth on the outside that it could easily get men off that much. In spite of it being better than jerking off these men with her bare hands, she felt that one of the things she was proud of as a superhero was ruined. As if her anonymity didn’t matter at all.
She only had seconds to ruminate on that thought when she was moving her mouth back onto the head of the dick straight inside of her mouth. At that point her lips were so soft and wet that on the most sensitive part of his penis, it triggered an orgasm from him instantly, shooting a steady line of cum into the back of her mouth. It wasn’t as powerful a load as the dick that she was blowing before it, but it was so concentrated that she had no choice but to swallow it all. Just as she was making to take the current dick out of her mouth, he pumped right back inside of her, continuing to empty his cum out in on her tongue. She moved her head back to take it out and got another spurt of hot spooge all over her face.
Grimacing, she looked away. The dick she had just jerked off had pulled away while the one she had sucked off was still dripping with cum. But despite everything she had went through, she still had her pride. She turned away. Eventually like a dog with it’s tail between it’s legs, it pulled itself back out.
Though that little moment of victory didn’t mean much. The third dick had yet to cum. Realizing she would have to put a little more effort into it, she grabbed it with both of her hands and started stroking it. The guys on the other end were still being pretty rowdy but even then she could still detect his moans apart from the rest of them. She was intent on finishing him off and getting it done with. Hopefully this would be the last of it and then these thugs would live up to their part of the bargain.
But he was proving to be more resilient than she expected. He was getting stiffer with the way she had circled both her hands around his shaft and brought them from the base of his penis all the up to the head, then back down again. He was arching up. But he still wasn’t climaxing just yet.
She heard the leader’s cane tapping on the door. “Hey now. It’s just one dick, and he’s getting bored stiff. I think you can be doing way better than that Miss Woman. Or maybe I’m assuming you don’t want this deal to actually go down?”
Infuriated, she glared in the direction of his voice. Looked through some of the holes, hoping to see his face. But she didn’t see anything. Realizing she had to step it up, she licked the head of the penis.
That got a reaction from him, she heard his little whine of pleasure and she felt him getting harder. Sighing to herself and still beating him off, she bent down so that she was in a comfortable enough position so that she could take the head of his penis in her mouth so that her head was upside down, her long hair hanging down. It would have been easy enough for her to get on her knees, fully taking him in her mouth, head and all, and finish the task, but she refused to disgrace herself to that extent.
He had already been close enough to busting a nut when she decided to step things up a notch and lick him. But now that she was actually full on fellating the head of his cock he was losing it. He grunted hard all of a sudden and then came right inside the roof of her mouth. The awkward position she had taken up for this blowjob was already getting uncomfortable for her, so she quickly backed off, taking his dick out of her mouth. That only made it so that his still cumming penis blasted all over her face, staining her nose and lips.
She quickly wiped it off her face as best she could, spitting it all over the floor. She hoped that this ordeal would be over soon and these thugs would make good on their word. She was about to say something and ask if it was over. But then another cock emerged through one of the lower holes. There was no way she could deal with it standing up. This time, she would have to get down on her knees.
Getting in that position, she took the dick in her mouth. As if the current position wasn’t already humiliating enough, she heard the man on the other end distinctly groaning from her fellatio. Intent on getting this one over with as soon as possible, she hastened the rate of her cock sucking. She hoped to get it over with.
But she had underestimated his staying power. He was far from an orgasm, and no matter how into that blowjob she got, he just kept on getting harder. She even heard him say, “Dudes, this is awesome! I don’t know who this chick is, but she sucks cock like a pro!”
“I told you, she’s the one and only Batwoman,” said the leader on the other end. “And as far as teaching her how to suck it, we’ve been very patient teachers. But I can sense you want more.”
“Yeah, maybe my balls getting fondled would make things a little better…”
“A little better, huh?” He tapped his cane on the stall walls. “You hear that Miss Woman? Better step up your game if you really want this party to get started.”
His cock still in her mouth, she grabbed hold of his scrotum. It was no surprise that they were already engorged and swollen with arousal. Even in her current predicament, she would have liked nothing better than to rip them right off. Instead, she massaged them with her palms. Her suit was built tough enough to withstand all manner of punishment and keep her protected. But it was also soft enough to be very pleasant on the bare skin. Knowing what would happen if she didn’t play by the rules, she cradled them very softly. With how she hadn’t taken his pecker out of her mouth, it was almost like she was a loving mother with that dick. That stray line of thought was accompanied by a fantasy invading her mind, thinking how good he would feel inside her pussy.
Don't think like that Kate. Remember why you're doing this!
But that change in things did the trick apparently. He was enjoying her blowjob plenty already, and the way she working him, he didn’t think he was ever going to cum. With her heavenly fellatio, he was fine with that. But the instant she started massaging his testicles, he was on the verge of an orgasm. He started jerking his hips back and forth. He already had a big dick, but with the strength behind each of his thrusts, she was actually gagging on his dick. She made muffled gasps with each hit from his dick rocking her mouth.
The instant he came, her mouth was hit with the hardest flood of jizz yet. She was already gagging on his penis, but she choked a little bit from all that cum exploding down her throat. She moved her head back, taking his dick out of her mouth, only for another spray of spooge to get her face all dirty. She turned away to avoid that barrage of semen, and immediately went on wiping her face clean.
Then the stall door opened up. The leader stepped right in and shut the door behind him. He chuckled seeing her like that. He held up his hand to his mouth and sighed pleasantly as if he were a woman meeting her long lost lover all over again.
“Miss Woman! I’ve missed you…” he said in a mockingly sweet voice. She bristled at the sight of him. He didn’t like that but it didn’t matter. He held the upper hand here.
Before she could say anything, he moved behind her. Moving his hands under her cape and up her back, he found the zipper and moved it down. She tensed up in alert but otherwise did nothing to resist him. His breath hitched as he felt her smooth back muscles, just as good as before. He didn’t waste anytime, getting it down to her ass and began pulling down further so her delicious tushy spilled right out.
Kate had tried to fight that heat the whole time she was here. But now his hands moving all over her exposed parts after everything she had done were reigniting those sensations in earnest, even in her mind she knew she couldn't just will them away. She hoped he wouldn't mock her.
He didn't. But his next words were not comforting. Moving his face closer to her head he whispered, “Take the rest of it off.”
She didn’t say anything, he could feel the resentment burning inside of her. But she said nothing and did as she was told. She had the pants of her suit down to her knees when he said, “Stop.” She did. “Good.” He pulled his pants down and held his boner in between her ass cheeks. He gripped hard onto her hips and moved his cock in between that tush. “Bring ‘em out boys! We’re gonna make this night one to remember!”
Just then three new dicks popped out on out right in front of her. Two right next to her face, and another one low enough that it was on level with her chest. She showed a little bit of alarm at first, having to deal with three men at once for real. But before she could say anything, she felt the leader cram his cock straight into her cunt. The impact was so strong that she lurched forward a bit so that her torso fell onto the dick right in front of her chest and her face was right next to the other two dicks.
The leader was pumping inside of her from the get go with as much brutality as he could muster. Yet the feeling was far from unpleasant, at that point she was so wet that his prick slid back and insider of her easily. Those lustful feelings were burning hot inside of her now,
Having no choice, she took turns fellating the two dicks that were right beside her face. The feeling of violation was stronger than ever, she forced herself to endure each prick in her mouth long enough to make them feel good before switching things up. All the while the one in between her tits was moving back and forth, he was having himself one hell of a good time. And the leader was plowing her so good that his hips thumped right up on her juicy ass with each thrust.
He was slobbering all over that muscular back of hers. He had become a little slower with his thrusts, drawing it out as long as possible without sacrificing his own pleasure. Resolute on finishing this night once and for all, she moved that much harder against him while she feverishly worked the three dicks in front of her in a fit of shame and self-loathing. Her hard nipples were moving all over the one dick while she used her mouth to pleasure the shafts, balls and heads of the other two cocks in wild abandon. With her moving back on him so roughly he grinned, and looked up at her to get a good at her. He had to fight the urge to cackle wildly. They had messed her up good that first night but now she was indistinguishable from any whore working hard for that money on the cold streets of Gotham.
She made a muffled grunt. The leader let out a loud whoop of victory, feeling her vagina tighten hard on his penis, and slapped her ass. “Aww Miss Woman! I didn't think you missed me that much!” He looked up at the other three. “Mess her up good. Teach her she can never lose to a dick no matter what.”
They followed through on that command. Nobody there could see it in the position she was in, but that orgasm had broken her mind and body, and after all that buildup finally reaching the apex of it's twisted satisfaction, she fell forward. It was only her warrior's spirit that had her catch herself on the floor in time, awkwardly remaining upright so that she wasn't on all fours. Still, it was a degrading position.
With her hands now occupied, the two men she had been stroking had other ideas. One of them grabbed her cheeks and rubbed his dick all over her gorgeous face like she was some horny bitch who needed cock while the while the other grabbed her long luscious red locks and jerked himself off in there. All the while her tits were getting fucked raw.
Kate could barely think straight. All she was aware of was how much of a bitch she could become. It was about to become so much worse.
The leader suddenly thrust inside of her faster and faster. Even with her mind blazed over, she knew what was going to happen. At his limit, he viciously slammed his penis all the way inside of her and bust his nut, shooting all of his cream inside of her pussy. She let out a shrill screech from an unmistakable second orgasm which was even more profound than the first, causing the other three dicks to seemingly cum all at once. Her face, hair and tits were covered in several loads of hot sticky goo and with the leader still fucking that pussy, filling her up with cock as he filled her up with jizz, her whole body went slack. Unable to take it anymore, she fell onto all fours.
The leader loved it. He pulled out and whooped loudly, looking down at his dick covered in a mix of their juices. For all her military training and cold blooded precision which had only become second nature from living as a ruthless vigilante, so too were other instincts being carved into her. Namely submissiveness. And he was more than happy to capitalize on that.
He looked at her down there, she really did look like a bitch. Taking his cane, he inserted the top of it into her vagina, still oozing out with his cum. She froze up in alarm feeling the big top go inside of her, but then she looked at him helplessly, almost pleading with him to stop. He had no compunctions and instead leaning forward so his face was hovering over her shoulders, reaching around and found her clitoris. It was already big and swollen. Taking it in between her fingers, he started stroking it.
She bit her lip to keep her voice from escaping. With her ass hanging out, he was able to wedge his cock in there and started humping her while simultaneously playing with her clit and fucking her with the cane. She lost control of her body, both from the way he was pressing in her love button and to keep up with the top of the cane fucking her.
It wasn't long before she actually came through her clitoris. He watched her vulva, so puffy with arousal, tense up and then release. He grinned, speeding up the use of the cane and the way he was humping her ass. After that impromptu orgasm in her sweet spot, she couldn't hold back anymore and was moving back up on him on her own. As much as she hated it, her body was on autopilot and out of her control.
She nervously came on the cane as he was moving it back. He knew she had just climaxed from the way she had picked up the pace and then suddenly stopped, shivering all over. Throwing back the cane, he grabbed her hips and humped her ass harder than ever. He had just cum inside of her, but the pleasure of getting under her skin in that way and driving her crazy was enough to push him to a quick second nut. Grinning, he stroked his cock, wanting to get as much of his slime all over her backside as possible. When he was finished, he moved back and got himself decent again.
The instant she heard him pull his pants up, she moved away from him and shoved him back. He was surprised she was still so defiant. But instead of being angry, he just smiled and shrugged his shoulders. She could show him defiance and it didn't matter. He had his fun and as a man of his word, intended to fulfill his end of the bargain.
He stepped on out and shut the door behind him. “Show’s over folks! I think my cock broke her. Right now she’s like a rabid bitch. You can take your chances, but I wouldn’t recommend it.” The crowd quickly dispersed, leaving only him and his pack. He opened up the safe and taking out the envelope, slipped it right through one of the holes in the stall. “I can’t wait to do this with you again Batwoman.” Then he and his thugs were gone.
She quickly recovered herself and got her suit back on. She tore open the envelope. Forgetting all her thoughts of shame, she made a beeline for the location specified in it. This next one was dangerous and really on the down low. If she hadn’t put herself through that trial, then it would have easily made world news. But she saved the day yet again.
And putting herself through all manner of disgrace is how she had to do it, then so be it.
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The Breaking of the Bat