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The Breaking of the Bat	By : sexdottxt Category: DC Verse Comics >no category yet > no category yet Views: 1691 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Kate Kane stirred in her bed. Tonight was another night with these men. The appointed date was in the info they gave her. She had hardly taken stock of it at the time, the info she got was too great and she had ended up saving too many lives to count. She was proud. And her reunion with those thugs seemed so far away.

But as time got closer, a familiar feeling of dread returned. Each night she scouted Gotham's streets, hoping she would find them trying something. Then she would have an excuse to beat them to a bloody pulp. Would have a good reason to end this whole arrangement too.

But they didn't. It was the third time she had agreed to do this sort of thing. As much as she hated it, her current clients of a sort had lived up to their word. The streets were safe and the intel they gave her at the end always turned out to be right on the money.

That wasn't the only thing. She couldn't look at her batsuit the same anymore. After using it to please a bunch of men in a gloryhole, it just made her feel like that much more of a whore. It was one thing having her body played with. This something she considered a second skin, a suit of armor, could protect her body, but it couldn't protect her mind.

More than that, it made her body feel more than protected. Everytime she put it on before going out to hunt down the evildoers of the night, a dark lurid heat swept through her body. Not something she was unused to, she had shared plenty evenings with other beautiful women in her life. Yet as much as she tried to tell herself that, she knew there was a darker reason for that happening.

The night before this dark night as she was preparing to go to bed she had just completed a successful scan of Gothan City. She had just returned to the safety of her mansion, and still, that heat was so much worse. A sudden sharp jolt wracked her pussy and made her nipples hard. She knew why it was happening to her. But it didn't make her any less irritated.

Tossing and turning in the sheets, she couldn't take it anymore. She couldn't believe she was going to do this. But at least here, it was in the privacy of her own home. Taking her hands, she remembered the previous two nights in earnest and began touching herself.

Her finger slid so easily into her wet pussy. The relief was immediate, easily one of the best starts to a masturbation fit in a long time. Maybe that was because of the racy and lewd thoughts flooding her mind. She had played with herself after that second night, but it was purely just to satisfy herself. Now however much as she hated to admit it, she needed it.

Kate contorted her body forward, almost curled up. She grabbed one of her breasts and pinched the nipple, it was already so swollen. Not stopping fingering her pussy for an instant, she fondled her tits all over with the other hand and ran it all over her body. Dark thoughts of those men touching her surged in her mind and it felt so good, but she didn't care. If it would make this flame go away, then fine.

Before she knew it, she found herself on the verge of a climax. She wanted it, she needed it, and touched herself even more. She couldn't believe how good this felt. She told herself it was because she had been denying herself earlier. But a thought in the back of her mind she hated said that it was because she was learning to like it.

She actually gasped when she came. She looked at her fingers, covered in wet dew. It had been a long time since she had an orgasm from her own hands that was so intense. It felt so good.

But in the back of her mind, the leader's voice taunted her.
***
Just like the first two times, this third encounter was to take place a good three or four hours after midnight. What she had endured at the hands of these thugs had not failed to diminish her vigilance, and she scouted Gotham's mean streets several times to make sure they had had lived up to this part of the bargain.

She almost wished they were lying this time. The ferocity of a fight was easy. It was what she was made for, had grown used to it and no matter how bruised and injured she got, she knew the stakes. Win or lose, it was as simple as that. And even in her losses, she still gave them one hell of a fight. They would always come off the worse for wear.

Now though, she had no choice but to endure this humiliation. She couldn't fight back, she couldn't resist. She had no choice but to do as they said. They were always good to their word. But she hated this far more than a black eye earned in the heat of combat.

As she was making her way to the designated location, she heard a ruckus in the distance. Forgetting about her little rendezvous, she made a beeline for the sounds of it. She saw several toughs holding some kid at knifepoint. Young, real chubby and wearing glasses, there was no way he'd stand a chance against them.

She got up close and engaged with every single one of them. The fight was a bit harder than she expected. Clearly they were juiced up or something, genetically enhanced. She didn't know which and it didn't matter.

The kid backed away, watching in awe as she sparred with her opponents. Getting desperate, she drew a pistol and shot one of them right in the stomach. He stumbled, was hurt, but still standing. Took another shot, this time in the heart. Again, nothing. Furious, she filled each of them up with lead.

They were on their last legs until her clip was empty. But they weren't down for the count. Cracking her knuckles, she got up close and personal, intending to dispatch them once and for all. Eventually she took out every single one of them, and they were lying on the streets.

Forgetting them and tonight's arrangement, she ran up to the kid. “Are you okay!” she said.

“Yeah, yeah,” he said. His voice was wavering, it was that mix of fear and joy. “Are you...are you really Batwoman?”

All her ashamed thoughts of having another round with those thugs went right out the window. She posed confidently and said, “That's right. And those guys never stood a chance.”

“This is so awesome!” he said. “I'm your biggest fan! I have actions figures and posters and...”

“I can't help being this cool,” she said, confidently throwing her hair back. “Now how about you run on home? There might be more guys like that where they came from.”

“Okay!” He ran to a nearby apartment building and turning back to look at her one final time, smiled before he shut the door behind him.

The designated place they told her to go to was nearby. An alleyway just outside the apartment complex. She couldn't begin to imagine what would happen to her this time. This time she was going to give them a piece of her mind.

The leader was there, dressed up as...

Batman? What?

Even with that mask, she could tell it was him. He was sitting on a safe like it was a throne. All she could think of were the Sons of Batman. If this was a final joke before they went back on their word and intended to take her out for real, she intended to make them regret it. She had a pistol at her side, one of the ways she took pride in being different from Batman. He beat crime to a bloody pulp with his fists. She would strike from near and afar. And if they came armed with guns too, she'd prove she was more of a sharpshooter than they could ever hope to be.

But she kept calm. “What are you doing?” she hissed.

“Waiting for you.”

“No I mean...what the fuck is up with the get up?”

“You don't like it?” he said, standing up. “Ever since the OG Batman, there was Batgirl, and then you. I figure maybe I should get in on the act too. It's my way of saying that I'm your fan!”

“You don't say.” Even after all this bozo had put her through, she was actually feeling amused. From the shadows around him came his buddies, also dressed up like Batman. The leader didn’t quite get the look of Batman down pat, but compared to them, he looked like the genuine article. The rest of them were wearing hockey pads, goggles, and all kinds of other improvised gear to look the part. “Is this a joke?”

“Oh no I'm quite serious,” he said. “You've inspired us. We're your fans now. I even ordered a Batwoman sex toy off the internet. Doesn't feel as good as you do of course, but hey. I'm devoted to proving how crazy about I really am! Ain't that right boys?” The rest of the goons cheered him on and then they looked right at her and said, “Bat-wo-man! Bat-wo-man!”

“Uh-huh.” She tried to keep calm, in any other situation hearing these guys go off like that would be mildly amusing. But right now it just filled her up with unease. Not the least of when they all unzipped their flies.

“Before you get to attend tonight’s show, there’s a ticket you’ll have to pay,” said the leader. “So let’s see you put that pretty mouth to work. And then we’ll give you a front row seat!”

“I don't think so,” she said.

“Oh? And why not?”

“You said you'd keep your boys off the streets. That kid there...”

“Those people weren't ours. Though we had been keeping an eye on him. Those guys had been stalking that kid for awhile now. Figured tonight might be when they finally jumped him. Why do you think we chose this place for our meeting spot?”

“Then why didn't you do anything to help him?”

“You had a bit of a handful with them. We all saw it. I didn't think for an instant that all of us together would actually begin to stand a chance. But you did, didn't you. I knew you'd be able to do it.” He snickered. “Just another reason why we're your fans. Now,” he said, leaning forward, “are we gonna do this deal or not? He lazily kicked on the safe door. “The streets are safe and you saved him. That's really all that matters isn't it. Now come, perform your heroic duty and make us cum.”

Kate closed her eyes, glowering with a silent anger. But she did as she was told. She got down on her knees and closing her eyes, opened up her mouth.

The leader was first, shoving his cock right inside her. He had long put any notions of fear to rest with his tough as nails vigilante, and moved back and forth, gliding his dick on her tongue and the roof of her mouth. While he was doing that, another got behind her and taking her red hair, wrapped his pecker in her soft red locks. Two others got to the side of her. Before they even said anything, she grabbed their penises and started beating them off.

She was getting a lot better at fellatio than she realized because the leader shot his load down her throat before he even realized it. He whooped with a smile and stepped back, pulling up his fly. Two others took his place. She took turns, fellating each of the two new dicks in turn while continuing to beat off the other two at that perfect pace and another one was beating his cock off in her hair.

That heat was already blooming into her body. She would not let herself be overwhelmed by it. Just another side effect of this task. She knew why it was there. But that didn't make it any less of a nuisance.

The two she was beating off bust their nuts next. Feeling their dicks soften in her hands, she had a mind to tear them off. But she didn’t, and continued sucking off the other two. She hoped that whatever else they had planned for her tonight wouldn’t be too nasty.

She had just turned to inhale another dick when he suddenly shot his cream right down her throat. She almost gagged on that flow of semen, when the other one seeing his buddy cum was stung by an intense orgasm and shot his load, dripping all over her face. Now there was only the one with her hair.

“Would you hurry up and get it over with already!” she said, turning her head back to glare at him.

“Patience, patience,” said the leader. “All good things come to those who wait.”

She sucked in her breath out of irritation. She refused to look at any of them. The leader got out a bottle of water and taking off the lid, poured it on her face to clean her expression of cum, then shoved it in her mouth to wash down the rest of it down her throat. It only made her angrier, feeling that water on her head and a guy rocking his cock in her hair at the same time.

She heard him sound like he was gagging and then he grunted, shooting his cum all in her hair. She closed her eyes and did her best to ignore it. She hoped this would be the worst of it.

The leader poured the rest of the water in her hair, getting all that cum out. Then he took his position back on the safe, sitting on top of it.

“I say we're your fans, but we're not your biggest fans, are we boys?” The rest of them shook their heads and said, 'No way boss!' or 'Nope.' She didn't like the direction of where this one was going one bit. “We're not your biggest fans.” He looked down and chuckled darkly. “But we do know where your biggest fan is.” He nodded upward at the apartment building. “He's living in here.” He held out an envelope and she snatched it from his hands. She opened it up and found an earpiece along with a spare set of keys with an apartment number on them.

“What do you want me to do?” She had an idea already, but she didn't like it.

The leader brought out a laptop, showing a night vision interior of someone’s room. She could see the kid from earlier sleeping in his bed, and Batwoman posters, action figures, all over the place. “He's just turned eighteen, barely a man. How about you go in there and make his dream come true, make him a man for real? You know the stakes. It's not fair we get to have all the fun.”

“You planned this one. That kid is probably one of yours too.”

“A relative of a relative of my uncle. I took a special interest in him when I learned how much he adores you at a family reunion. Must run in the blood.” He laughed so hard his shoulders were shaking. “I'll tell you one thing. This boy's a virgin! And we want to make his first time something special.”

“And you want to beat off to it all the while?” She realized the danger in antagonizing these thugs, but right now she was feeling that defiant.

“Is that a crime? I figured you'd be okay with it. Or we can have you for a spin after you're done giving him the night of his life. I didn’t think you were coming around to this sort of thing but...”

“No!” she screamed before she even realized it. The shriek was so loud that she was out of breath as soon as she said it. The others just watched her like a set of predators. “No. Fine I'll do it.”

“Good. I'm glad to see that you can be reasonable. Now go on ahead and make his dream come true.”

She shuddered at that suggestion, but ignored him. She had no choice. Watching her back, she turned to them and left the alleyway, going into the apartment building. She went to the top floor where she found the apartment number listed on the keys. She opened up the door and stepped inside.

The room was dark. She heard loud snoring and nothing else. But there were flickering red and green lights in the darkness.

“As I said before, we can see you,” said the leader. “You probably already figured this one out, but we put spy cams in this kid’s room before you two lovers had your little date.”

Still not sure this wasn't a trap, she felt on the walls around her until she found a light switch. She had closed her eyes beforehand to keep her eyesight from getting stunned, but when she opened them, she might as well have not even bothered. She saw the paraphernalia up close. Now she could see that they were in all kinds of sexy poses. This kid definitely liked her for reasons other than her heroic deeds.

My biggest fan, huh?

It was nowhere near as humiliating as being forced to service all those guys in the glory hole. But then she realized with this kid's tastes, he would want to do everything under the sun with her. And she'd have to look at this face the whole time.

She walked in the direction of his snoring. She could hear his snoring getting louder, there was nothing dignified about it at all. For a moment she wondered if this guy she was to service was a member of this gang that had proposed this idea to her in the first place. She hoped not.

“Taking your time, are we?” said the leader through the earpiece. “You're putting me to sleep lady. You need to step this one up a bit or I'll call this deal off right now. Or maybe I'll call the popo and tell them some whore is doing a breaking and entering. And then the whole wide world will know who you are, won't they?”

She froze up with alarm. That remark cut deeper than any taunt so far. It was one thing if Batwoman was humiliated and gained a dark reputation in Gotham's streets. Batman had to deal with that on the regular. Just more bullshit.

It would be another thing if Kate Kane was found. She imagined the news headlines. “Kate Kane, famous socialite, sneaking into some kid's room!” “Kate Kane who apparently liked dressing as Batwoman. Hell, maybe she was the actual Batwoman.”

She almost answered his taunt but caught herself just in time. It wouldn't have mattered if she did say anything anyway. The earpiece he gave her was super cheap, no way it was a kind which allowed someone to speak through it. She made her way closer to the source of the snoring.

But then she saw him in his bed. Batwoman blanket too, his face was covered in pimples. His alarm clock went off. He quickly shut it off. He turned on his lights and turned around to look at her. He blinked his eyes then got his glasses on.

“It's you again,” he said in disbelief. He gulped. “Are you really Batwoman?”

“Yeah,” she said dryly.

He wasn't bothered by her nonchalant tone. A smile lit up his chubby face, still thinking on how she had saved his life. “Um...what are you doing here?” He was clearly at a loss for words, clearly getting ready to say something else.

“Tell him you're there to make all of his dreams come true before he starts blabbering about how much he loves you,” said the leader on the other end. “A gift to your biggest fan.”

“I'm here to make all of your dreams come true!” she said as happily as she could muster, her voice so cheery that it sounded fake to her own ears. “A gift to my biggest fan.”

She practically beaming at him with that fake smile. It seemed too dumb for anyone to believe. But he bought it hook line and sinker, because he face lit up.

“A gift? What are you going to do?”

“Tell him you're going to rock his world,” said the leader through the earpiece.

“I'm going to rock your world!”

“Wow…” was all he could say. “My night keeps better and better!” He pushed aside his blankets, revealing that he was pitching a tent in his boxer shorts. It was bigger than she expected too. A strange gooey impulse ran up through her entire body. That sensation would not have been there if this night had been her first.

He stood up. To her surprise, he was about as tall as her. Not that she had much time to think on that because he started kissing her, sloppily shoving his tongue inside of her mouth.

He didn’t let up for an instant. He was practically raping her mouth, tasting every bit of her oral sweetness as he could. All the while he felt her up in that suit of hers, clutching every single one of her attractive little curves as he could. She tried her best to avoid squirming both from feeling his nasty tongue in her mouth and his grubby paws feeling all over her.

Right then and there, her rational mind to freeze up and just let him get it over with. But that might arouse too many questions from him. He might even think that she was an impostor and call the cops on her for real, and expose her real identity. Left with no other choice, she returned his touches, holding him by his shoulders and coiling her tongue around with his. After the first two nights, it was far from the most humiliating thing she ever had to deal with.

The heat was still there, now accompanied by a troublesome feeling resembling joy. Maybe it was because he wasn't those thugs. Maybe it was because he honestly appreciated her, as strange as that sounded. She couldn't begin to figure it out.

Kate could feel him getting hard in his boxer shorts. He was becoming more aggressive, humping her leg like a horny hound dog, and he had a big lump in his pants. All the while he kept on slobbering all over her lips. Her skin was crawling underneath her suit.

“Did you like that?” he said, trying to sound as suave as possible.

“I, uh…” She tried her best to avoid dignifying him with a response. She had to look away from his face, he had a big dumb smile, totally oblivious on the toxic mix of feelings welling up in her body. Either he didn’t know or he didn’t care. He moved his hand to her crotch and started feeling her up there.

It’s only getting worse, she thought to herself. And she knew what he was doing. Trying to gauge a reaction from her. She wanted nothing more than to push him away, just to keep herself sane. But she knew what was at stake.

Before she knew it, she let out a loud and pleasured moan. He grinned and massaged her crotch even harder. She couldn't keep her voice in again, and continued crying out. She felt so weak, a slave to her body's desires.

Every bit of her was still covered up in her batsuit. But the thing which protected her against all kinds of danger also outlined every curve and part of her sleek lovely body. That went double for her breasts, they were hanging there right in front of his face. His teeth were bared in a lewd grin as he looked at them with his eyes virtually bulging out of his sockets and he was giggling the whole time.

He took one of her breasts into his mouth and sucked all over it. He was just as sloppy with her tit as he had been with her mouth, and kept on feeling up her crotch. Before she realized it, she was starting to stiffen up and freeze with disgust at what he was doing to her. Catching herself before he caught on, she rubbed her fingers through his hair, like she really was interested in him.

But the way she was putting on an act was starting to affect her mindset too. Her pussy was so wet, craving something inside of it. It was even worse in her chest, and at that point after two nights of humiliation, she knew exactly why it was happening. Yet that knowledge did nothing to dampen it, did nothing to keep her nipples from getting hard under her suit. Her suit was built to withstand all kinds of punishment, a punch from Bane would hurt but only as much as if he were just some street fighter and not one of the biggest and baddest villains of all time. Yet as dimly as she felt his hands feeling her up, her body was on overdrive, acting on it's own in response.

He only got more perverted. He started eating her other tit too, just as nastily as he had the first one, and he was grabbing all over her in addition to feeling up her crotch. In his mind, he could only see himself as one hell of a player. She was still moaning as loud as possible, and she was clinging to him.

He was getting really hard in his pants. He knew how her suit was soft to the touch plenty at that point and wanted to touch it with something else. Still grabbing her ass, he hooked a thumb into the hem of his boxer shorts with his other hand and got them down. He didn’t even bother getting them down to his knees, as soon as his dick was out and in the open, he got to work.

Both hands on her ass cheeks, he furiously dry humped her. It was taking every one of her instincts not to squirm and get away from him. With the gang of thugs who put her up to this, it was different, they were a big group, they were criminals, and if they ever got too handsy, it gave her some comfort to know that if things got out of hand, she could always take them out one by one, beating them all to a pulp. Nobody would miss them.

Om the other hand, this one was an innocent civilian just acting out his fantasies. As much as she hated it, she had no choice but to let him have his fun with her. He was clinging to her like she was his mommy, sucking on her clothed tits harder than ever and rubbing his face all over them. He was cupping each of her individual butt cheeks and prying them apart. The fabric was so soft on his hands and he just believe what a big ass she really had.

He suddenly grunted real loud. She felt his dick tensing up on her thigh like it was right against her bare skin, and then he gasped, blowing his nut all over her thigh. He didn't let go of her for an instant, he was still humping her as much as possible while releasing all of his seed. His moans sounded like a weird mix of an animal grunting and a helpless wheezing. For all she knew, he really could have been holding onto her for dear life. A single thought occurred in the back of her head that she might actually have to call this kid an ambulance after this nut, and she couldn't begin to imagine how she'd explain what went down here.

But all he did was sit back down on his mattress. He was breathing hard, but he had a weary smile on his face. He was playing with himself, looking down at his pecker still dripping with his cum. She hoped it would be over now.

It was not. He held up his penis and looked at her. “Can you clean me off?”

“Can you do that Miss Woman?” the leader said through the earpiece. “Or are you too good for this kind of thing?”

Her lip snarled in irritation hearing him chuckle on the other end. The boy looked up at her quizzically, not hearing a word of the thug's voice on the other end, and not seeing the earpiece either. She saw that expression and quickly collected herself.

Without saying a word, she got down on her knees. She pushed her hair behind her shoulders and grabbing his dirty cum stained dick, took it inside of her mouth. He let out a giddy little laugh.

Her face was flushed over and his dick was hot. That was nothing compared to the heat in her mouth, on his tongue. At that point she was no stranger to sucking dick as much as she would have wished otherwise, but she thought she had gotten used to it. This current one was making her rethink all of that. It was big and dirty and covered in his cum. The nasty taste filled up her whole mouth and she felt his spooge go down her throat before she even realized it.

But with everything at stake, she didn't. She couldn't. Instead she wrapped her mouth around his dick and went down on him further. He sighed as her lips reached the base of his penis. For several moments she froze there, the reality of the whole situation settling inside of her. Her mind was run over with strange thoughts as she remembered how many times she had done this. How on a certain level she wasn't minding it so much anymore.

In that frozen position, he didn't notice much of a difference. In the back of his mind, he was starting to wonder if she really was Batwoman or just some streetwalker one of his buddies decided to give him as a birthday present. All he was happy was to be getting his dick sucked at all by someone who really knew how to look the part.

She started slowly moving her head up and down. The leader said, “That's right, you do your part,” through the earpiece. She ignored it, just focusing herself on completing her task. The penis in her mouth had been bigger than she expected even at a state of rest and she hoped that after draining his dick of all that excess cum that it would knock him out enough.

But as she bobbed her head back and forth, she felt him getting harder in her mouth. She realized that she would be doing this sort of thing with him a lot longer than she expected. Before she realized it, he was at peak attention, standing right up.

“If you thought you were gonna be getting it easy, you guessed wrong,” the leader said through the earpiece. “We spent a long time looking for this horny little bastard. He beats off to you every night. You and him are gonna have a lot of fun tonight!”

Her face colored at that remark and she was getting a little angry. Fortunately with her face down, her paramour couldn't see her getting madder. As she kept going down on him, he suddenly bust another nut in her mouth before she even realized it. The impact was so strong that it was she had been hit in the head, she felt dazed and confused, her mouth was totally filled up with his jizz and it just kept on flooding in.

Before she knew it, she had started swallowing his cum. She had no choice, there was so much of it, and her mind quickly snapped back on what she was doing. That just allowed her to focus that much more on drinking his semen. As she sucked him off, she felt his cock twitching in her mouth and felt the semen jizz still inside of him milking out on her tongue in real time.

It got to be too much. She had to take his dick out of her mouth, both from how big he was getting again and to make it better for her to swallow all his cum. Even then he was still blowing his load, shooting it all over her face. She did her best to ignore it.

He smiled, totally oblivious to her discomfort. The sight of her just calmly wiping his cum off her face touched something in his juvenile sex obsessed heart. His stamina was far from spent and he was ready for more.

Feeling no fear, he took her mane of red hair and wrapped it in his dick. That stunned her enough to stop what she was doing. He took no notice of it however and kept on cleaning his dirty pecker with her hair.

It humiliated her for him to be using her in this way. Her hair was one of the things she was most proud of, a symbol of her beauty as both a lesbian and as a superhero. It was one thing to have those thugs use it. But now she had no choice but to let some kid play with it too, fondling it like he was feeling up her tits. He was rubbing his dick all over it, in that state of shame she could feel the heat of his member on her hair like it was her skin, and she saw him getting the remainder of his cum all over her long red locks.

“Does this...does this make my biggest fan happy?” she said, hoping he would say 'Yes,' and this whole thing would be over.

“Sure I think so...” he said lazily.

“I don't think so,” said the leader through the earpiece. “You gotta offer him the goods when he's losin' interest. What was the line from that movie Glengarry Glen Ross? Always be closing? In your case it’s, ‘Always be fucking.’ And I know you've got the assets in all the right areas. Go on, tease him, give him a peek. I want to see that stupid look on his face. Because technically he's still a virgin boy. You need to set him straight and make him into a man!”

She closed her eyes and bit her tongue. He saw her expression twisting up but was a bit dopey from all those orgasms to really find the right words to say to her. And when she stood up before him, looking down on him, she knew all he could think about was sex.

“Give him a striptease,” said the leader.

She gulped. She reached for the pin that held her cape and cast it off, revealing her sleek nubile body in all it’s glory. Then she turned her back to him and reached for the zipper. She found it and pulled it down.

He watched her like he was a kid at a candy store. First he saw her broad shoulder muscles pop out, rippling with sweat, then she saw her sweet backside exposed to him. He watched as the first curves of her juicy ass came out into the nude for his viewing pleasure, he was drooling before he even realized it. Then in a split second both of her succulent cheeks popped right out with a bounce like they were jelly.

For her sake, her hair was covering up her tattoos. But he had more important things on his mind right then. He grinned and got himself a handful of those big cheeks. With her back turned to him, he wasn’t able to see her scowling. That glare on her face only deepened when he started eating all over her butt. There was no denying the pleasure running riot in her flesh, wanting more, craving more.

Just give in. You know you want this.
That was the leader's voice. Not in the earpiece, in her head. She knew it too. Just a trick of her mind. It seemed so tempting, to push aside the hesitation and get this over with the same way she regularly delivered beatdowns on the worst criminals in the world. As much as it filled her up with shame and made her feel like a dirty good for nothing whore, before and after.

But the reasonable part of her won out. Slowly, she reached to her sleeves and pulled her arms out, moving the front of her batsuit down her body, revealing her large delicious breasts. He was still eating her ass, sucking and biting all over it. She did her best to pay him no mind and moved the pants of her suit down, revealing her lovely legs.

Even as he was munching on her bubble butt, he felt all over her full shapely thighs, strong enough to crush his head several times over. She got her pants down to her ankles, her calves sculpted as well as any diamonds. At that point he reached around and found her vagina.

His big fingers went so easily inside of her. She was reminded of how she touched herself to being used like this in her own bed, and yet his digits went inside of her far more easily. It sent a jolt of sweetness that made her whole body jump up.

Kate hoped that kid didn't notice. Wanting to get this one over with as soon as possible, she promptly turned around. She was prepared to say something but then he grabbed his dick, already hard up again. She stepped forward so her vagina was right above his penis.

Not wasting anytime, he grabbed her hips and brought her down onto him. She didn’t even resist him, she had no fight left in her and intended to have this thing over with as soon as possible. He was pumping inside of her as a vicious pace with no thought for her well being whatsoever.

“Get yourself into it,” said the leader. “Ride him like he’s a fucking horse.”

She patiently complied, holding onto the kid’s shoulders to steady herself. Then she moved her hips back onto him, meeting every single of his thrusts with just as much speed and strength as he was giving it to her. The expression on her face looked listless, but it was actually an effort on her part to keep herself gaze as steely as possible so she could be finished already and get it over with.

Her tits were jiggling with each hump between the both of them. Remembering how supple they were in her suit, he took one of her knockers into his mouth and feverishly sucked on them. He had enjoyed getting them in his mouth, that soft suit of hers captured them perfectly, but it was nothing compared to gobbling down on her flesh for real. They were so bouncy and squishy too.

While they were going at it, a moan almost erupted out of her throat before she even realized it. Catching herself just in time, she managed to keep her mouth shut. He was not so generous, scarfing up her breasts and happily moaning like he was eating a five star meal. His thrusts were a little more awkward, sometimes really strong and at other times rather awkward, he really was a virgin.

“Ride that dick harder!” said the leader. “He's having the time of his life. Make him feel it.”

Resigning herself to her fate, she picked up the pace. It took him a bit off guard and he had to stop sucking her tits to breathe. But he was far from uncomfortable and cried out in sheer happiness. Forgetting about trying to pump inside of her and have fun with her chest at the same time, instead he started slapping her ass everytime he pushed himself all the way inside of her. Just like with the leader's commands, she did her best to keep herself stoic. But it stung now that not only was she forced to deal with an annoyance fucking her, she had to listen to the gang on the other end of her earpiece, whooping and hollering like a bunch of pigs.

He was getting more aggressive with her. His thrusts became more focused while he rubbed his face all over her bare breasts and kept on fondling her donk. The noises of their genitals were horribly revealing, it made it so easy for him to move up and down on top of him. She had no choice but to keep on riding him even harder, acting more as a glorified sex toy than an actual superhero.

A stray thought hit her mind as she realized that in a perverted way, she was still being a superhero. Suffering for this kid's satisfaction, she thought to herself. How the mighty have fallen.

That thought only got stronger when his movements suddenly became all jerky. She knew he was going to cum soon. After the first two nights playing this little gang's twisted game, she had mentally steeled herself to do things she never would have done otherwise. But she could still never allow herself to get used to it.

In a rare moment of disobedience to her audience on the other end, she stopped riding the kid so hard. She refused to facilitate the excitement of these men any longer. Her current client ramming her cunt took zero notice of it and the louder he grunted, the more helpless he sounded.

“Yes! Yes!” he said in a series of high pitched whimpers. “This is so good!”

This is so wrong! ran through Kate's head. That thought was followed him cumming, blowing his load straight all the way to her cunt. Just like every other man she had been with in this twisted game, he was trying to blow all of his load inside of her as possible. She didn't know if it was due to some attempt at domination on his part or just his awkwardness as a virgin finally losing it, but his thrusts became furious, plowing deep inside of her twat.

All of that was nothing compared to her reaction. Unable to take it anymore, him cumming inside of her and the fury of his cock hitting deep in her pussy all the way over and over again in his moment of release pushed her to her own nervous orgasm. She screamed as loudly as possible, her cunt tightening deeply on his meat stick. She couldn't begin to control herself anymore, her mind felt so weak and her body felt so good.

Not again... she thought to herself.

As he was finishing himself off, she lifted herself off him, his ooze seeping out of her twat. He just lay back on the mattress of his bed and laughed breathily in satisfaction. He seemed to take no notice of her leaving him, he was clearly lost in his own little heaven. She looked at his cum leaking from between her legs and did everything to wipe it out and get it off her. She picked up her batsuit and prepared to get it back on.

“Not so fast,” said the leader through the earpiece. “There's one more thing you can do for him.” She paused, and looked back at the kid. She was getting down on her knees to suck him off when he said, “Uh-uh. That comes after.” He snickered then said, “He really liked playing with that ass of yours. Let him play with it in another way, huh? Be a good bat, bend over, and spread em wide open. I want to see this little bastard get a chub again in record time.”

She sighed. She closed her eyes for several minutes in irritation, standing and not moving a muscle. She sensed her co-pilot on the other end about to make another remark, then did as she was told and bent over. He was so totally out of it that he didn't even notice her at first. But then she actually spanked her ass unprompted. The loud sound of that clap got the kid's attention, and he looked up.

The sight of her bending over before him with her cheeks jiggling from her spanking herself was a feast for the eyes. At first he couldn't even believe what he was seeing wasn't a hallucination. But when it became clear to him what she was offering, the intention of it, he got up instantly. He wasn't hard up quite yet, but this kid had ways of getting around that one.

Getting up, he grabbed her hips and pulled her forth onto him. He was rubbing his cock in between her buttcheeks. His penis was tingling and euphoric after so many orgasms in a row, and her ass, equal parts hard and muscular with just the right amount of jiggle and bounce, was heavenly on his member. Just like the leader predicted, he got stiff up to full arousal in seconds as soon as he was wiping his penis all over the skin of her tushy.

But as succulent as her cheeks were, he had something else in mind. Seeing that rosebud spread wide open, he could feel the heat of it on the skin of his penis, it wasn't numbed over from all that nuts at all. And he wanted to see how it compared to her pussy.

He wanted to savor this moment and slowly inserted his meat inside of her asshole, intending to tease her. He also fancied himself something of a casanova at that point and moved his hands between her hips and her cheeks as he did so, until it was all the way inside. Once he was in all the way, he had to gasp from how tight she was there. He let himself sit in there, not moving an inch.

It was heaven for him and it was hell for her. All the more because it had begun to make her pussy and anus tingle with an excitement that wasn’t quite rapture yet, but it was far from painful either. My body is betraying me again, she whimpered to herself. But she refused to reveal her true emotions. She had been defiled enough. She would not lose the last of her pride.

As he was taking in the wonderful tightness of her asshole, he suddenly wanted more. He slowly moved himself back and forth, and with his giant dick moving inside her butt, she had no choice but to move herself along with him. Seeing her get in on it too, he picked up the pace and she moved faster two. With the rate of each of their fucks, her ass cheeks were hitting up on his hips every single time.

He got a lot more merciless too. He grabbed her hips and fucked her harder, hitting his cock to the end of her asshole with every thrust. She was so put off by his strength that eventually she had no choice but to sit there and take it while he fucked her up.

In the alleyway, the leader and his men were watching her go at it through the multiple cameras. One of them was right above her. Anyone else who decided to stumble in here and get a look at this wouldn't think it was Batwoman getting fucked, they would just think it was some dirty whore taking it up the ass.

The boy reached forward and wrapping an arm around her front, found her clitoral hood. She had resigned herself to this indignity, but the second his fingers found her sweet spot, she moaned loud before she even realized it. His fingers were deftly playing with her clit at the same rate he was pounding her asshole, and the room was filled with a mix of his grunts and her chaotic shrieks of pleasure.

He was getting louder, making animalistic sounds that ran the gamut of wild beasts from a nature documentary and pampered little pets, rather than a human being. She knew what was going to happen. She knew she should have been disgusted. But with the way he was toying with her clit, instead she was even more turned on. After that ridiculous orgasm earlier, Kate bit down onto her lip to keep her voice as quiet as possible.

He was stung by a particularly intense orgasm, shooting all of his cum deep inside her rectum. Her breath hitched as she bit onto her lip even harder to keep quiet as she was also rocked by her own climax. She moved off him to keep more of his cum from getting inside her butt, and she felt his hot goo splashing all over her butt cheeks.

He was done quicker than each of them realized, as his dick was all limp on his mattress.

“Well done Miss Woman,” said the leader. “Now give him one final little BJ and we’ll give you the slip.”

She spun around and got down on her knees. Grabbing his sloppy weiner dripping with jizz, she took him into his mouth, blowing him at a frenzied pace. There was nothing resembling a sex drive there, she just wanted to get it over with as soon as possible. He was getting harder in her mouth but nowhere near as hard as he had been before, and that spurred her on to suck him off faster. She wanted this one to finally be over and done with.

The speed of her fellatio was almost like a vacuum cleaner. His voice was a never ending string of moans and before he knew it he came again, shooting a final weak load down her throat. She made sure to swallow it all up for her onlookers on the other end. Then she took his cock out of her mouth and stood up. It was taking every instinct on her part not to spit out the rest of it and take a shower in this kid's apartment. She almost did that when the voice of the leader hit her through the earpiece.

“Well done! 3-1-4-6,” he said. “I repeat. 3-1-4-6. That’s the password to Richie Rich’s vault of treasures. You got that? Nod if you understand me.” She did. “Good, good. I can’t wait to have you on again, Batwoman.”

The kid lay back on his bed, spent and exhausted. Remembering that password, she turned around and quickly getting her batsuit back on, hightailed it out of there. When she got down back to that alleyway, the gang of thugs were gone. The safe was still there and she input the password. She took out an envelope with a set of coordinates and who she’d be fighting against.

She was already irritated. But her face twisted into a countenance of unholy fury. She remembered the first thugs she sparred with, how tough they were. She was in for a final showdown tonight.

She set off for the location and prevented a disaster that would have changed the world if she hadn’t been there to stop it. She had been through hell and that defilement she felt inspired her to beat her opponents that much harder. But her victory washed away all the vile memories of those men's touches she felt. She would rest easy that night.

There was something else in that piece of paper. Every message so far had either been typed out or placed using cut out letters from newspaper clippings and the like. It was the same here, this one was typed out. And yet at the bottom there was a final message written out in personal handwriting totally unrelated to crime solving or intel.

Keep telling yourself you're only doing this to save the world.
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