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The Birthday Present	By : BlackTigerDragon Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 13487 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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He was jolted awake by the sound of the Twins return. One roughly pulled him up and forced the ballgag back into his mouth.
“Looks like someone couldn't wait for Master and made a little escape attempt.”
“And we can't have our toys escaping, can we, bother?”
“No, we cannot. We will have to deal with that now before it becomes a constant problem.”
“Now listen closely, Batboy, learning submission is learning how to stay put in one's place where your master or trainer has ordered you. It does not mean running off down the street with your cock hanging out for all to see.”
Batman dropped. He felt his cheeks burning in shame. The thugs must have told the Twins everything. No point in hiding anything from them.
“Well, he was going to find out how punishment works sooner or later. Now is probably the best time to show him the consequences of his actions.”
“May I spank him first, brother? You got your dick sucked and I didn't. It's only fair.”
“Yes, brother, it's only fair. Bend him over the couch here.”
Batman tried to cross his legs. He still needed to get more information out of them.
He couldn't just straight out ask them anything with the ballgag in. He would have to play along until he got the info he needed on The Master. Then he hoped for a quick escape route before they reached the point of no return beyond Batman's limits.
He let them roughly pull him from the couch and bend him over the armrest.
“Not fighting today?” a twin said, “Have you chosen to accept your punishment?”
Batman said nothing and only glared at them.
(I'll have to take it for a moment. What's the worst they can do?)
“Good. Once you have accepted your punishment, you will be forgiven.”
He felt the fabric of his cape shift to the side, exposing his naked behind to the elements. He shivered as the cold air touched his flesh.
(Just get it over with)
“It would be a shame to bruise such a perfect ass.”
“But don't you think a shade of red would be an improvement?”
“You're right. It does need to be red.”
Batman closed his eyes. Leather creaked as he tightened his hands into fists, waiting for the first blow.
They paused for a moment. Forcing him to wait. To anticipate it. To fill his mind with what could happen next. A beating he could take, but this wait was unbearable.
But then a firm hand against his buttock took him by surprise.
He let out a little scream behind the ballgag and then bit down hard before the second sharp slap.
“You've been very disobedient, Batman.”
“You must have been tied up many times before. You should know escape attempts are not appreciated.”
“And what will we play with if our toys keep running away?”
The slaps came over and over until his ass began to sting before they touched him. It felt like fire. His jaw ached from biting down on the ballgag. The Batman, reduced to naked, ass up, humiliated and spanked by his enemy.
But he had to endure.
He felt his cock grow hard against the leather couch. Now his own body was betraying him.
One of the twins giggled, “Someones getting a little stiff, and it isn't us.”
“Perhaps that's why he dresses like this. Hoping he might get lucky one day when Catwoman or Ivy ties him up and gives him a good spanking for being nosy.”
The twin bought his point home with an extra hard slap.
His grunts of pain slowly turned into soft moans as their hands met his skin.
His toes curled in his boots. He knew he shouldn't be enjoying this, just enduring it. Yet something in his body begged for more.
“Don't be silly, brother, he craves one from the Joker” one of the twins smirked.
“You're right. How silly of me!”
His hips began moving on their own, grinding his cock against the warm leather. Pleasure spread through his cock.
He yanked at the ropes that bound his wrists, silently cursing himself.
His fingers ached from squeezing his fists so tightly. His legs quivered. A small sob built in his throat as his own body and mind betrayed him.
His mind wandered to escape the situation until an image flashed through his mind of Superman beating his ass until it was purple.
He felt the climax building inside him. He tried desperately to hold it back, not wanting the embarrassment of spilling his seed all over their leather couch. But his body had other ideas. It refused to let him argue.
Just as he was about to come, they stopped.
“I think our bat is a bit too horny, brother.”
“Yes, he went to climax very quickly. If we weren't careful he would have come all over our couch and he would have had to clean it up for us.”
“It was like he was desperate.”
“Yes, it was. Have you not been spanked enough, Battoy?”
Batman finally opened his eyes to find his vision blurry from tears.
“Poor thing. That can easily be fixed. While you are here you can have all the spankings you need. You don't even need to ask us, we are more than happy to provide.”
“And you very clearly need them daily at first, to release all that tension.”
“Has not even the Joker offered? I thought that would be right up his alley.”
The other twin admired Batman for a moment.
“He really is more attractive with a reddened ass.”
“All superheroes are.”
He felt a hand against his ass once more. He jumped a little, expecting another spank. But instead, a thumb pulled his cheek to the side, exposing the puckered hole inside.
(Fuck...not there...please not there!)
“What are you doing? We don't get to fuck him yet. Master get's first dibs.”
“We never said anything about fingers, brother.”
“You're right. I suppose it is right there just begging to be played with.”
Something warm and wet slid up his crack. He squealed behind the ballgag when he realised what it was. The twins tongue.
“Slow down, brother. He's still on the verge of cumming.”
He felt his climax returning as the twin slowly licked him. If the twin kept going, he knew he wouldn't be able to stop himself this time.
To his relief, the twin stopped.
He felt a finger press gently against his entrance. He closed his eyes again. This was going to hurt.
The finger slowly slid in. He felt every knuckle. Pain spread from his entrance like fire. A mixture of whimpers and screams escaped him as it went in.
“He's very tight, brother.” the twin said, “Could be a virgin.”
“Hard to believe a vigilante could have stayed a virgin for so long. They must be lining up to have a turn in that ass.”
Finally, the finger slid out. He sighed in relief.
“It's not all bad. Master gets to break his hymen, that's his birthday present.”
Batman shuddered at the thought of being handed over as a gift to some stranger. To be taken and used, like some prize to be won. He planned to escape before it got that far.
“Lucky we had a chance to spank you, Battoy.” the twin said, “We could use it as a warm-up for your real training.”
“Because you desperately need to learn submission before Master comes.” the other added.
“We have ways of breaking in a slave in a short amount of time.” the first one said, “And they must be hard and brutal to work. But we do get results.”
“You seem like you can take quite a beating though. I think we will enjoy training you.”
“I think this will do the job nicely, don't you, brother?”
He couldn't see what they were talking about as they were standing behind him. He hopes it wasn't the taser again. He felt a hand on the back of his head.
“You might want to keep still for this, it's going to hurt a little.”
The twin held him down while his brother stood behind him.
The impact jolted him, even though he was expecting it. It felt wooden and harder than the twins hands. He screamed behind the gag.
“I told you it would hurt.” the twin grinned.
The blows fell hard against his ass. Making loud slapping sounds as it struck his soft flesh.
Once more he felt the leather of the couch against his cock. His thighs quivered and he finally allowed his body to grind against the armrest. His body craved it. It begged for just one more flogging, then another, and another.
He had to endure, but he wasn't supposed to enjoy it.
His screams became moans once more. His cock throbbed against the armrest. He had to climax this time.
With a long moan, he finally released his seed. The pleasure clouded his mind, covering the pain.
He collapsed into on the couch, which was soaked in his sweat and now stained by his climax.
“Oh my, someone got a little excited.” one twin said.
“Well someone should clean it up.” the other added, “We did tell you it would be you, Batman.”
The twin grabbed him by the back of his cape and yanked him to his feet.
“You will do it with your hands tied.”
The other grasped his chin and pulled out the ballgag, “Use your imagination.”
They threw him back onto the couch.
“Do a good job of it, Battoy, we will be watching.”
He looked down at the stain on the leather and swallowed hard.
(Is this really worth information on the Master? Drinking my own seamen?)
A twin shoved his face down into the cushion. The other administered four sharp slaps to his buttocks.
“Do you need help understanding what we expect of you, Batman?” one twin said.
“Perhaps the taser can explain it better.” said the other, “It seems to get the point across very well.”
“N-no. I'll do it.” Batman managed to stammer.
He desperately crawled to the armrest then tentatively licked it. The salty taste of his own cum filled his mouth. He then realised in order to please them he had to lick all of it. He licked it slowly, almost reaching every time he gulped it down.
The twins watched his every move like starved hawks.
“He's very sexy, isn't he brother?”
“Yes, what an obedient toy.”
“Are you ready for the next stage in your training, boy?”
Batman shivered. But he nodded slowly, unsure if he could endure much more.
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