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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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Submission

ELECTRA pulled Robin onto her atop the white satin sheets of the bed and folded her leather-clad legs around him.

Anneka watched with amusement as her partner began roughly kissing the Boy Wonder and pulling his groin into hers.

The young blonde had already unbuttoned the compliant teenage crimefighter’s tunic and oiled his smooth chest and legs.

His cock had sprung to attention within seconds as she teased his skin with her expert fingers flashing her big blue eyes at him and running her tongue over her lips.

The two women had kept in him a sexual frenzy over the past few days leaving him in a state of near-permanent arousal.

He moaned as Electra clamped him between her thighs and rubbed his engorged cock against her – carefully ensuring he was granted no relief.

In his state of utter frustration he didn’t hear the sound of footsteps in the room nor see the sight of a slumped figure being dragged in – its feet trailing helplessly across the wooden floor.

There was a muffled groan and a rattle of metal and chains as the body was slung over a metal pole fixed between the walls of an alcove.

The two guards cuffed the helpless man’s wrists behind his back so he hung forlornly on the beam by his armpits - the toes of his boots just touching the ground.

They then stood aside proudly – preening themselves in their all-black outfit of figure-hugging, leather motorcycle jackets which stopped just short of their navels, short skirts and sheer, opaque leggings covered by knee-high boots.

They sported identical thick, layered haircuts with accentuated their sculpted, razor-like cheekbones.

The usual, evil-looking metal truncheons hung from belts strapped loosely around their waists.

Electra turned her body and pushed Robin roughly aside before rising from the bed.

She sauntered over to the guards and nodded appreciatively at them.

“Has he been a good boy?” she asked.

“He’s learning,” replied one of the guards with a smile.

Electra grinned back and placed the tip of her index finger on Batman’s chin – slowly forcing it up so his half-closed eyes were looking directly at her face.

“Have you enjoyed Claire and Dannii’s special little classes Battyboy?” she purred. “Started to learn your lessons?”

The Dark Knight swallowed and winced in pain before letting out a small grunt.

“They do say education is wasted on the terminally ignorant,” continued Electra softly. “But I’ve always found the more snivelling, pathetic and degraded a man is the easier it becomes to secure his complete and utter subjugation. Just like a dog.”

She let go of his chin and clicked her fingers. Robin obediently rose from the bed and walked over to her with Anneka following behind dressed in her tight, black tracksuit trousers and white sports bra.

“You remember Battyboy don’t you lover?” said Electra to him.

The Boy Wonder said nothing but merely stood staring with cold, hard eyes at his former partner.

Batman’s pained eyes took in the young crimefighter’s open tunic and the huge bulge in his trunks which looked as though it was about to burst through the material at any moment.

“Huh,” grinned Electra before slipping under the metal bar and standing behind the Dark Knight.

She slid a hand around his waist with her lips close to his face as Anneka pressed herself against Robin’s back and eased her hand inside his pants. He moaned softly as she used her wrist to lever the waistband down – freeing his engorged cock. Her fingers wrapped around it and she rested her head on his shoulder – staring directly at Batman with a triumphant grin.

The Caped Crusader gulped sorrowfully and then gasped hoarsely: “Ro…Rob…Robin. Wha…what…what have they…………”

His words were choked back in his throat as there was a blur of movement from his side and the flash of long, black, metallic shaft. The truncheon connected full in his midriff making his body crease in tow.

“Mmmmmmppppphhhhhhhhhh,” he blurted.

“Only speak when you’re spoken to,” hissed Claire menacingly. “Remember?”

Electra tightened her grip on him and slid her tongue through her lips – wiggling it provocatively in her captive’s ear.

“Robin’s learnt to be a very obedient boy,” she breathed. “It was so easy to turn him against you.

“He was just gagging for it. One good screw and he couldn’t wait to tell me all your secrets.

“Don’t you wish it could have been you Batboy? Wouldn’t you just have loved to have been Electra’s fuck toy?”

She moved her head and ran her tongue lasciviously up the side of his face. As she did so Anneka began sliding her hand up and down the Boy Wonder’s thick shaft.

“Ooooohhhhhhhhh,” he gasped as his eyes closed and his head lolled back.

The young blonde smirked at Batman as she increased the pace of her stroking – Robin’s hips beginning to twitch spasmodically.

Electra’s lips brushed against the Dark Knight’s ear again. She blow softly into it and then slid her hand into his trunks.

Despite himself Batman had started to become aroused. The sight of the Boy Wonder being pumped by a beautiful young girl and Electra’s warm breath and soft voice had made his groin tingle with desire.

“Who’s a horny Battyboy then?” whispered Electra as her fingers felt his rapidly growing cock.

She began gently fingering his balls as her voice grew ever more sultry.

“Does the naughty boy want to be a fuck toy too?” she cooed. “Does he want Electra?”

“Mmmmmmmmm,” sighed Batman.

After the vicious beatings, humiliation and various degradations heaped upon him Electra’s sexual ministrations were like a soothing balm. His eyes closed in rapture as she levered his shaft free from his trunks and wrapped her soft fingers around it.

“Beg,” purred his tormentor. “Beg for Electra.”

“P…pppp…ppppplease,” he stammered. “Oh pllllleeeease.”

Claire and Dannii grinned as they watched Electra begin pumping the Dark Knight.

Robin’s body was shaking now as Anneka brought him to a climax. Electra kissed her new sex toy’s neck and increased the pace of her hand.

The Dynamic Duo’s bodies suddenly convulsed as one and their cries of ecstasy merged in one as their juices shot forth and splattered onto the floor.

The two vixens grinned as they continued pumping their willing victims – milking every last drop of juice from them.

Electra let out a satisfied sneer and softly bit Batman’s neck before slipping back under the bar and standing arrogantly before him.

Dannii moved behind the now panting figure and undid the cuffs holding his wrists. She shoved him forward and he fell to the ground on all fours his still-throbbing cock dangling comically between his legs.

Electra pointed the tip of her boot at the puddle of semen glistening on the floor in front of Batman.

“Lick up the mess you’ve made doggy,” she ordered. “For me.”

The Dark Knight hesitated as he looked down at the sticky mass. Claire stepped forward and placed the tip of her truncheon against his shoulder blade tapping it gently on the bone.

“Do it,” she said firmly – her knee pressing into his side. “Do as you’re told.”

Batman lowered his head and his tongue began lapping his and Robin’s mingled juices into his mouth.

“There’s a good boy!” said Electra gleefully. “Eat it all up now.”

The four women watched delightedly as their now obedient slave continued slurping until every last vestige of the juices had been licked from the ground.

The Boy Wonder had returned to the bed on Anneka’s instructions and was lying on his back with his eyes closed in post-sexual satisfaction.

Electra slid her right leg forward again as Batman finished his task.

“Now lick my boot,” she said. “Lick it clean.”

This time there was no hesitation from the cowed crimefighter. He shuffled forward, pressed his mouth to the leather and began licking.

“Mmmmmmm,” beamed Electra with satisfaction. “Isn’t he just a delightful little pet girls?”

Anneka, Claire and Dannii nodded and then laughed uproariously as they watched the once-proud Batman dutifully licking every inch of Electra’s boot.

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ELECTRA sat imperiously in the high-backed chair.

She was dressed in an all-leather black outfit consisting of a sleeveless zip-front tunic belted tightly at the waist, form-fitting trousers and high-heeled boots rising just over the knee.

Batman knelt subserviently by her side his head his head slightly bowed.

Electra casually crossed her legs and rested a gloved hand on the top of his head – her fingers gently stroking his cowl.

“His behaviour is certainly improving,” she said as she looked at the TV interviewer seated opposite. “He’s becoming quite the model prisoner in his own way.

“Of course, there’s a long way to go,” she smiled. “His education is far from complete.

“I doubt he’ll ever be fit to rejoin normal society. But at least he’s at long last serving some sort of useful function.”

She looked down at Batman’s hunched form and beamed patronisingly.

“Aren’t you, my dear?”

The Dark Knight looked up at her devotedly like an obedient dog – his face looking adoringly at her.

“I hope so mistress,” he said meekly. “I do so want to please.”
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