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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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Disclaimer: I don't own Batman or anything from DC

Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I got married and wasn't sure if the work of Helga Black was appropriate for marriage.
He was in the dark again. Unable to speak or scream. His rectum clung to the buttplug tightly. He tried to fight it a few times, only to feel it shoved further in.
He heard someone arrive. Now there was a new voice in the apartment. It sounded older and more experienced than the twins.
The blindfold was finally removed. That’s when he saw the Master.
The Master was very tall and had long, white hair. His age could have been anywhere between 20s to late 40s.
“What do we have here, then?” the Master said once he noticed Batman.
“A birthday gift, Master.” said a twin.
“The toy has not been spoiled yet” said the other, “But had to be trained and broken in first.”
“We thought the real one would be more fun than a little slut in a costume.”
He felt his loins ache in anticipation. FIlthy images flashed through his mind. His body knew it would be played with, then abused and humiliated again, but his mind refused to want it.
The Master took a twin in his arms.
“Well then, aren’t I spoiled by my little pets?” he said, as he slid a hand down to the twins groin. The twin moaned and bucked his hips into his Masters hand.
“But you two will have to wait your turn.” the Master purred.
The twins finally untied him and dragged him to the bedroom. The walls were painted in blacks and reds, giving it a dungeon atmosphere. There was an ornate bed with silk sheets and many strange instruments hung on the walls. This wasn’t a room to be slept in and the other furniture were not designed for comfort.
They threw him on the bed. He was face down on the silk sheets, ass in the air. Now was his chance. He had seen what he needed to, all he had to do was wait for an opening.
The Master yanked the gag from his mouth. “No need for this, now. I like to let them scream.”
“Forgive us, Master.” said a Twin, “They are still a staple in our toybag.”
“Yes, we play hard before we fuck. He was screaming for quite a while.”
“And then when we fuck…”
The Master slowly removed his restraints.
Batman wasted no time. All it took was one kick, aimed at the Masters face. The Master was on the floor. By then, Batman was already running. His destination was the glass doors that led outside. But then something yanked at his neck.
(Fucking cape!)
He was thrown away from the door.
(Should have listened to Alfred)
He punched the twin in the face. He had to take them both at the same time to be successful. If he was fighting one, the other was preparing the taser. They were both on him. He flung one brother into the other.
He was almost at the door.
Almost to freedom.
There was a sudden jolt of pain inside him. It started deep below his insides and spread upwards.
The buttplug was electrified.
He was now on the floor, paralyzed by pain.
The Master stood over him.
“Now, Battoy. Will you behave?”
When he didn’t respond, the pain started again and didn’t stop until he had screamed and writhed to exhaustion.
“I think you will.” said the Master.
The Master easily lifted him off the floor and over his shoulder. The Master had special abilities.
Once he reached the bedroom, Batman was thrown onto the bed again. The buttplug had left Batman with no energy to fight as the Master tied his wrists. Instead he stayed there, face down over the Master's lap, listening to the clink of the Masters belt.
“I see the Twins didn't quite complete your training.” the Master said, “Or perhaps you are just a challenge to break. No bother, I do like a challenge.”
The belt came down hard against his flesh, still sensitive from the beating before. He let himself scream this time.
The Master was brutal. He didn't beat to play or for arousal, like the twins.
He beat to break. And he beat hard. That's why Batman's pitiful cries of protest went ignored. He never knew leather could bite so hard.
His cock rubbed against the Master's suit pants. The fabric was smooth against his sensitive flesh. His cock begged him to grind it against the Master's leg but his mind disagreed. He couldn't let the Master know what aroused him.
Finally the beating stopped. His screams died down into sobs.
“Maybe now you can learn to behave like a good toy” the Master whispered
The silk sheets did nothing to soothe his raw ass as the Master dragged him to the bedpost. He felt his wrist ties rearranged.
“There, there, batslut. You won’t need to do anything, I'll do most of the work.”
His judas cock throbbed. He could endure what the twins did, but not what he knew came next.
The Master hung over him, loosening his pants. He released his hardening cock, longer and thicker than that of the twins.
Batman bit his lip, he knew what was coming next.
The Master planted a hand between the ears of his cowl and plunged his member between Batman’s lips. This time Batman had to let it happen. He squirmed as he tried to suck, like he had done to the twins.
“Show me what that mouth is for, Batman.” the Master moaned as he thrust down Batman’s throat.
He gagged on the massive member, but his struggling went ignored by the Master. He could do nothing but take the cock, and desperately try to make the Master cum faster. He was defeated. The Master moaned as he fucked Batman's mouth.
Finally the Master released him and climbed down from the bedpost. He felt the mans warm mouth capture his nipple. He groaned and pulled away.
“You will have to get used to it if you're going to last the night, Batslut.” the Master told him.
Batman’s cock was already stiffening as the mouth traveled down to his leg. When tongue explored his thigh he clamped his legs shut.
The Master grinned, “Playing hard to get, are we?”
The Master moved quickly, forcing his legs apart and pinned them to the mattress. His shame was now fully exposed. He was too beaten down to fight back.
“Don't lie to me, Batslut.” the Master purred, “Look how hard your cock is. Don't pretend I didn't feel you grinding against me when I beat you.”
A warm tongue found Batman's cock. He was forced to watch as the Master teased his shaft with his mouth. He stifled a pleasured moan.
"See how much you want this, Batslut?" the Master said before Batman's shaft disappeared into the moist cave of his mouth. He tried to fight the moans that escaped him as he watched the Master expertly bob on his cock.
The plug was yanked from his ass, leaving a feeling of sweet relief.
“Tell me why you haven't successfully escaped by now, unless you were craving to be here.” the Master continued as he made a rope tie to Batman’s knee.
“What makes you think I wouldn't send all three of you straight to Arkham on a platter, just for doing this?” Batman hissed.
“Could you really, Battoy?” said the Master, “Send us there to fuck the other inmates? Could you please?”
Batman now realized he was tied so that he was completely immobilized, his legs spread apart so that the Master had full access to every part of him.
“N-no...not there...” he whimpered as he felt a finger, cold and wet press against his entrance.
“Did you think you were just here to be nosey?” the Master cackled as the finger slipped inside, “Or perhaps you're getting what you wished for, plus more?”
All he could do was moan pitifully as the finger plunged into him in punishing jabs. Demanding his hole to submit, showing him who The Master was. Showing him what was coming next and that he had no choice but to accept.
“Weren’t you curious, little Battoy?” the Master whispered, “Didn’t you want to know what our operation was about? You got what you asked for, slut.”
His thighs quivered from the humiliation.
“Now the Dark Knight is defeated, tied and spread.” the Master continued
“And getting exactly what he deserves.”
The finger withdrew. The Master mounted him. Batman shut his eyes. A pair of hands steadied his hips before he felt the lubricated member pressing into him.
He didn’t hold back this time. He screamed like a virgin on her wedding night as the Master invaded him.
“Good toy” a voice whispered in his ear as the Master thrust slowly, “You took Master’s cock so well. You're cunt will pleasure Master nicely.”
His hands gripped the bedpost tightly. He felt every muscle ripple with each thrust. Once he accepted the Master’s cock, the Master wasn’t as gentle. He moaned like a woman, unable to control what came out of his own body. Soon he didn’t know where the Master ended and where he began. The Master was thrusting inhumanly fast. Too fast for his victim to escape the invasion. All Batman could do was lie there and take the cock as payment for the Master’s pleasure. His own pleasure began to spread deep inside him and he began grinding his hips on his own. He arched his back until the ropes dug into his flesh. He felt the Master’s cum leaking down his asscheeks. A warm hand moved to his cock.
“N-N-NO!!” he choked.
“You have been such a good slut” the Master moaned, “Here is your reward.”
The Master continued fucking him hard while he stroked Batman’s cock to climax. He squirmed and writhed, trying to fight what his body was screaming for. Finally, his cock released its own stream of cum.
“P-please...no more…” Batman whimpered as the Master slowed.
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