Bad Batgirls Get It In The Ass

Roughly, Lois Lane shoved her thumb in the bound blonde's asshole...and felt a wave of relief that it was already wet, lubed, and ready for her. To her credit, Spoiler didn't whimper as the rounded tip of the wooden strap-on slid into the hole. Didn't even flinch as the reporter slowly slid it in, hoping she wasn't hurting the crimefighter. Indeed, the blonde's stance went beyond stoic—Lois felt the blonde lift up on her toes, bend her knees a little, and press her buttocks out so that the shaft slid more easily into her rectum.

She's done this before, Lois realized. More than once!

Slowly, carefully, Lois pressed the full length of the wooden prick into Spoiler's ass. The crimefighter didn't fight it, obviously resigned now to getting fucked in the butt. The reporter held onto the young woman's hip with her left hand, as her right stole around to run her fingers through the blonde cunt-hairs, searching for...and finding...the soft little nub of the young woman's clit with her fingertips. Using the pads of her fingers, Lois began to rub in slow circles, timing it with her strokes as she gently moved her hips, letting the slick wooden shaft move in and out, just a little bit at a time.

"I said fuck her ass, not make love to it!" Poison Ivy said, a hint of agitation in her voice. "Treat her like a whore! Talk dirty! Make it hurt! Or I'll handcuff her to a urinal and have this entire club run a train on her asshole until she shits blood!"

Chemical compulsion **** the reporter to obey. Her thrusts sped up. Her hips slapped against the muscular ass. Fingers rubbed the clit harder and faster. The reporter began to pant...and words tumbled out of her mouth.

"This is what bad Batgirls get, isn't it? Nasty little sluts who let themselves get captured by villains get fucked! I'll bet this isn't even the first time, is it? Are you really this incompetent and worthless, or do you just have a fetish? Is that it? Little miss wants to pretend to be a hero so she can get tied up and fucked hard? Does it make you hot to get **** in the ass? Is it what you think of when you're cramming fingers up your ass at night, a batarang stuffed in your cunt, hoping that tomorrow night some criminal will get the drop on you so they can treat you like the worthless little blonde whore you are?"

Lois wasn't sure where the tirade had come from—some untapped depths of her ****, given free reign by Poison Ivy's ****—but she knew that Spoiler was pushing back against her to meet her thrusts. The blonde was gasping now, in pain or pleasure Lois couldn't say, both hands gripping the pole...and the words that came out of her mouth shocked the **** reporter to the core.