Batman vs Zatanna: A loyal Witch . (sex Chapter, long)

Not as Long as i intended, but i will put on a lot of the Sex that this chapter should have into the next one :) Comments are always welcome :) Have Fun

When Bruce's eyes opened again, he saw the ceiling of his room. Slowly he turned his head back and forth and saw tubes leading into his arm. Slowly he rose and immediately sank back into the bed, groaning.

"Ow." Escaped him and immediately heard a person jump up from the chair and moments later Barbara and Dick entered his field of vision.

"Bruce! You're awake?" sobbed Barbara and Dick also looked relieved.

"I'm afraid so. How am I doing?" he asked, looking at the two of them. From the look on Barbara's face, his condition was quite serious.

"You have three broken ribs. Your right arm is broken. Don't even get me started on the dislocated joints, abrasions. But the worst thing was your inane, completely stupid idea of Venom!" said Dick in a serious voice. However, he could clearly see in his eyes that Dick was glad he was still alive.

"Had ****." Bruce said, trying a grin. "But I promise you I'll never use that stuff again."

"That's a good thing, too. It completely overloaded your muscles. Some tendons tore and your muscles took damage. It's going to be the worst muscle soreness of your life. But I did a toxicology test on your blood. Your body has been secreting Venom. There's nothing to indicate the same addiction that Bane has."

"Good." He said softly and closed his eyes. "What's the cover story?" he asked quietly, tiredly. The **** were getting to him and he was aware that he needed rest, even if he couldn't really afford it.

"You got your ass kicked on your motorcycle three days ago." Grinned Dick broadly."

"Not again!" sighed Bruce. "Which one did it crash this time?"

"Your Hayabusa, of course!" grinned Dick. "At least now everyone knows you know absolutely nothing about motorcycles." Laughed Dick.

"Wait a minute. Three days ago?" immediately he shot upstairs and sat upright in bed. The information had such an effect on him that he didn't even notice the pain anymore.

"Bruce. Please lie back down. You've been lying here **** for four days. You're probably only alive because Diana was here and brought you healing herbs from her homeland. Even YOU need rest!" Barbara pleaded and Bruce looked back and forth between them. He had to do something about Talia.

"Bruce. You have a choice. You stay here in bed, and we'll settle this for now...or..." said Dick seriously and Bruce pierced him with his gaze.

"Or what?"

"Or you lie here in bed tied up, wasting precious energy trying to free yourself, and we'll settle this in time anyway. The Titans might need some real-world practice for once. I've already talked to them. They're going to come to Gotham and try to get the guns off the street."

"Your students are no match for Talia!" said Bruce, powerlessly allowing Barbara to push him back onto the bed."

"They're more capable than you think. Besides, we'll target the weapons first. I'm sure Talia will lay low for now. She knows about your abilities. Surprised she didn't kill you outright anyway." Dick said quietly and Bruce nodded.

"Apparently she does fear her father more than she's willing to admit." He indicated and Dick nodded.

"Who wouldn't. So, Alfred has clear orders to keep an eye on you. And we'll take care of Gotham." He said quietly and left the room. Barbara gave him another kiss on the cheek and then walked out too.

"I wish you pleasant dreams, Master Wayne." Said Alfred and flicked off the light.

"A couple of hours at most!" muttered Bruce as sleepiness overcame him again.

"Master Wayne!" said Alfred sternly when he saw Bruce sitting upright in bed after 24 hours. "Didn't we talk about this?"

"I'm just looking at the situation." He said, smiling at him. "I'm feeling better already. Thanks. Would you be so good as to send a message to Diana? The usual stuff you say when you want to say thank you?"

"You should have let me finish, sir." He sighed and stepped aside to make room.

"The usual stuff, then?" he heard the amused voice of Diana come through the door behind him. "The usual words would be something like... Thank you... Thank you very much... or something." smirked the black-haired beauty. She was wearing her war armor and had the lasso hanging on her right side and the blade on her right side. As always, she was beautiful and radiated that irrepressible power he had always secretly admired so much about her. She was almost as powerful as Superman and yet she was completely different. She was not as hopelessly idealistic as he was. She knew that the world was not as it should be.

"Hello Diana... Alfred! We'll talk later!" he grumbled, and Alfred moved away with a grin.

"I see the Athena's healing herbs helped you?" she asked gently, taking a seat on a chair.

"Looks like it." Nodding, he made her smile.

"Does it actually hurt you to be kind? Or is that more of an allergy?" she smirked familiarly at him.

"Why are you here? And in that outfit?" he replied unapologetically.

"Tz... And here people are calling you for a knight. I've just been to Asia. There a dragon tried to destroy Tokyo. We stopped him. On the way back, I thought I'd check up on you."

"You do realize that I always know where the tower is right now? It's been quite a detour, huh?" he raised a brow. "Why do I have a feeling I'd get an answer if I used that one?" he said, pointing to the Lasso of Truth. Almost immediately, he was overcome with fantasies of what he would do to her if that really happened.

"Ha-ha." Laughed Diana, raising her shoulders apologetically. "I'm sorry, little Bruce. Right now, you wouldn't even be able to get out of bed, let alone lasso me."

"Really?" he asked, getting out of bed. His legs felt like pudding, everything still hurt a little, and yet he was willing not to let it get him down.

"Bruce, you miserable pighead!" she sighed, shaking her head, and yet she seemed quite proud of him. She would certainly never admit it, but she was very proud that he, of all people, was a man.

"So, Diana. As you can see, I'm doing better, and I'm not fooling around. Dick, Kori and the others are taking over my duties at the moment and Alfred has proved to be a mean traitor who locked the room!" he smiled and Diana smiled.

"Ah. So, Batman can be stopped by a simple lock. I'll keep it in mind."

"Alfred's locks aren't simple!" he grumbled, offended, and joined her in the living room. There Alfred set out some tea for them and Diana smiled.

"I can't stay long, Bruce. You know there's always work. I just wanted to let you know that we all miss you."

After a brief small talk, she left the mansion again, not suspecting anything.

"How do you feel Master Wayne?" asked Alfred finally, calmly and matter-of-factly.

"Like I've been fired at with a mass accelerator and had a ship thrown at me. And what I'm reading on the news here doesn't make it any better. Apparently, Talia didn't waste any time."

"Indeed, Master Wayne. The gang wars have increased, but Master Grayson's team seems to be an effective fire department. They have worked tirelessly."

"To clean up my messes?"

"That's what family is for Master Wayne. I've had the pleasure of meeting some of them. An interesting assortment of people, I must admit."

"That will help me yes. Any news on Ivy?" he asked, leaning back. "This isn't turning out the way I thought it would in the slightest. It's exactly the opposite of what I wanted. So, what does the doctor Alfred say? When will I be ready to fight again."

"I think you should rest another day, Master Wayne. And after that, I wouldn't recommend a fight with Ivy right away either. Princess Diana's herbs have massively increased your recovery, but you still have broken bones. Knowing you, you're not going to let that stop you anyway."

"Right. But before that, I need to sort something else out. I am in my room and do not wish to be disturbed."

Thoughtfully, he walked through the dark, lonely corridors and sought out the library room. Normally it was a place of quiet and reflection for him. His dead father's favorite room. But now it was different. It was simply the safest room in the mansion. Not because it was especially well secured or anything like that. But because all his friends knew that they should stay away from him when he was here.

Here, he could think his thoughts in peace. It was difficult for him, but he had to admit his mistakes and report them. It didn't take long for an answer to come.

"Disappointing. Talia Al Ghul is a huge threat to the plans. You will take her out of the game. **** or alive. If you don't want to become useless. Obey!"

Angrily, he clenched his fist and stood up. He had to take Talia down somehow. If necessary, he would have to kill her. She was now officially a nuisance to his masters and that meant he would take care of her. One way or another.

With energetic steps he went into the cave and put on his suit. With Talia, he had to be prepared for anything. She might be physically weaker than him, but in martial arts she was at least as good as him. Maybe even better. Her skill with the katana was even many times better. On top of that, she was privy to her father's dark arts and knew some tricks that were impressive.

Without hesitation, he opened a cabinet and took out a pistol. Even though he had never used guns before he was in possession of a large collection of weapons. And his masters had been very clear. **** or alive.

It was the first time he attached lethal weapons to his belt. Baterangs with neurotoxins, explosive Baterangs that had 20 times more explosive power than his usual ones and were capable of tearing a man to pieces, and the pistol.

Just as he finished, he heard someone coming down the stairs.

"Master Wayne. You should urgently turn on the monitor. Channel 13." He heard Alfred. Immediately he turned it on and saw a large contingent of police led by Sergeant Bullocks just taking away some criminals. Astonished, he watched as 3 guards took Talia away. The woman he was about to kill seemed to have been captured? By the police?! BY BULLDOCK?!

"Nightwing!" he said after activating the radio. "What's going on?"

"Hey Batman. Are you watching the news?" he heard his protégé's voice and a squeaky male voice in the background. "Batman? Is this Batman?! WOAHH, I want to speak with him Dick! give me that!! HEY!!! let go of me! Raven let go of me!"

"That was never Bullock, was it?" he asked skeptically. "And what's that squeaking in the background?"

"Bullock? He can't even find his toes unless you show them to him. No. Raven was able to track them with magic and then we took them out of service. You know. Always aim for the head. Uh... And that's Beast Boy."

"I...am impressed." He had to admit without envy. He hadn't expected Dick's team to be capable of something like this. But that also meant he wouldn't have to kill anyone. For the time being. "Tell your team I'm impressed."

"Hey. Batmans impressed. He just won't admit it. But he thinks you did a great job... Beast Boy! Give... Hey, it's Beast Boy! Hey Batman, can you hear me? Is this thing on! I overpowered them myself. You know, I turned into a tiger and... Hey, give me that! No! ...Sorry Batman. He's a huge fan of yours!" he heard Dick's voice again.

"That's all right. Hey Dick. Really... good job!" he was still saying.

"Glad you're feeling better." Still heard, Bruce got up to stow all the lethal gear again.

"Lucky Talia. It looks like you'll live a little longer after all." Satisfied with how the situation had been resolved, he grabbed the cell phone and sent a report to the number. He didn't leave anything out, and of course he mentioned the fact that it was the Titans. It didn't take long for him to get a new answer.

"Take Gotham under your control Bruce. We're sending another video for Barbara. We will not tolerate any more mistakes."

"Understood." He sighed softly as he wrote. Embarrassed enough that Dick had helped him with Talia and he had embarrassed himself in front of his masters, now it was also necessary for him to be repeated orders. Angry at himself and his weakness, he walked up and down a little. He had to set a sign!

He would take care of Talia later. In prison she would not be able to run away from him. And it was certainly good to have an al Ghul under control. Maybe he would be able to infiltrate the whole network of the League. A cool thought! Unfortunately, he needed more than science to find Ivy. He had to pull one of his magic tricks out of the hat.

As soon as he had thought that, he started to grin broadly. Almost diabolic. It was just perfect and extremely easy to do. All he needed was his soldering iron and an old circuit board. Looking at the schematics again and again, he started to build a prototype, which was of course much too big and much too bulky. In the absence of a good helmet, one of his expensive helmets he did not want to use for this, he had secretly sneaked into Alfred's kitchen and fetched a sieve. Satisfied, he looked at the tangled construct of wires, cables and diodes just as the Teen Titans entered the room behind him. First and foremost was the green boy who could turn into any animal.

"Boahhhhhh the BAT Cave. I really need to take pictures. Hey Raven, will you take one of me in front of the car?"

Behind him came a young 20 year old in a wide purple cape with a hood. A red jewel adorned her forehead.

"Hey. Look." She just said and pointed at Batman who was rising. When he walked SLOWLY towards Beast Boy, who however was way too dumb to be scared.

"Boahhhhhh Batman. Totally cool. I'm Beast Boy and I'm..."

" Put it on." Bruce just said sternly and held out the colander to him, which Beast Boy immediately turned upside down. Then Bruce activated it secretly with a button and Beast Boy stood there drooling.

"Mhm what is this Bruce..." asked Dick who was looking at this amused. "Looks like Mad Hatter tech?"

"Yes. Sorry to use him as a test subject. But I think he'll stop drooling when I turn it off."

"Nah." said Dick.

"Unlikely." Smirked Kori

"Would be too good." Said Raven, staring surreptitiously at the dark knight. His aura was so impossibly dark. It was almost like there was a danger coming from him. As if he was the end of everything she knew. She understood that everyone feared him. Today he was even more frightening than the last time. And yet there was something different about him today. Something that she couldn't put her finger on.

"Is Mad Hatter on to something again, or are you just keeping up?"

"Not that I know of no. But I had a lot of time to think in bed and came up with an idea on how to interrupt the signal...looking at your friend like that.... Doesn't work, I'm afraid."

"Don't worry. Garfield's brain works differently than others. Unfortunately. Do you still need us?"

"No. But you guys didn't do a bad job. How did you guys overpower Talia?"

"That was teamwork. And she might be so good at fighting, but that didn't help her. Unfortunately, we were not able to surprise her. So the fight was harder than we thought. But let's be honest. Even though she is still a young woman, Kara can hold a candle to her cousin and Aqualad is almost as strong as the king. So what's Talia going to do about it? Against a Kryptonian and an Atlantean. Then there was Raven with her magic and Kori ... I was really just watching."

"Not a fair fight?" so Bruce asked, amused.

"You didn't teach me to fight fair. You taught me how to win. So now we'll leave Gotham to you again. The others have already gone ahead. We're just here to recapture our monkey." Smiled thickly and pulled the helmet off Garfield's head.

"Boahhhhhh!" just escaped from him. "Do I have superpowers now. Am I the next Batman."

"You're the next total idiot." sighed Raven, pulling him out of the cave with one last look at Batman. After a quick debriefing, Dick also left the cave whereupon Bruce was alone again. The test had unfortunately not worked out as he had imagined. So, he went back to the drawing board and continued to work restlessly.

After a few hours he had a working prototype, which he could test successfully on Alfred. Writing the programming was even easier.

Shortly after, he was already on his way to Zatanna. While she did her show on stage, he waited in the VIP area until she was back.

"Hey Bruce. How are you?" She asked worriedly when she saw him in her private area. That he was here didn't bother her much. Polite as he was, he took the cylinder from her. Putting the small chip inside the cylinder without her noticing was a piece of cake for him.

"I'm feeling better now. I need your help for once, though. It's about a case I'm working on right now. I just want to know if there's magic involved. Do you have 10 minutes?"

"For you, always. Do I have to be prepared for a fight?" She asked, accepting the manipulated cylinder from him, but as soon as she stopped it, she paused.

"Zatanna. Can you cast a spell on yourself?"

"Not anymore. I've limited the spells, so they don't work on me."

"Is there something I could enchant you with?"

"Yes."

"What would be the most effective?"

"The royal witch necklace."

"Create a parchment for me immediately with all the information you have about this necklace."

"Etaerc a tnemhcrap htiw lla eht noitamrofni tuoba siht ecalkcen"

Immediately a small parchment appeared in his hand which he hastily wrapped. Then he pressed a small button that deactivated the technology. Without Zatanna reacting, she looked at him questioningly. "Where do we have to go?"

He told her a random address and let her investigate a completely unimportant place just to not let her suspect anything. While she examined the place with her magic, he secretly removed the chip from her hat.

As soon as he got home, he started looking for the artifact. Fortunately, after the first case with Constantine and Zatanna, he had put his doubts about magic aside and started to create a database about mages and magic. Unfortunately, this was not an easy task. There were hundreds and hundreds of legends about magic and such things in the known history of mankind.

With a cup of cocoa, he went over and over records and sighed loudly. Meanwhile, Alfred was refilling his cup.

"You're looking for the witch hunter's necklace from Prussian Inquisitor Karl Franz, Master Wayne?"

"That's right.... Hey. WHAT?!" asked Bruce, completely confused. "YOU know this?"

"Of course, Master Wayne. I guess you forget that my father fought in WWII. He often told me about the battle for Hohenzollern Castle and that the Nazis had hoarded a whole treasure there from the Hohenzollern's stock. I remember well that my father always said that some of these artifacts were magical and from the witch hunters of the Hohenzollern."

"Hohenzollern. Good. I think I'll go for a ride! Get the engine fueled up!" he said, and just 2 days later he was standing in hiking gear, looking up at the massive castle rising in the forest before him. Grinning, he waited until it was dark and then stealthily broke into the castle. The security was good, but not really a challenge. Even in the treasury itself, the measures were quite poor, considering the financial value of the artifacts lying here. However, it spoke to the calm that prevailed in Germany at the moment.

He finally found what he was looking for not in the chamber itself but in one of the many storage rooms. Carefully, he lifted the small leather strap, about two fingers wide, out of the box. It seemed completely inconspicuous. The only noticeable things were 4 blood red numbers and a year in Latin. "Anno Domino 1353." He read out quietly. Attached to the leather strap were small links of silver chain that made it look, in a strange way, like a piece of jewelry worn by a gothic fan. A glance at the documents showed him that it was the right one.

In German there were the words: Königliches Hexen Halsband.

The story he read there was also true. One of the lords of the castle was a member of the Holy Inquisition and known as one of the most famous witch hunters of his time. It was said that he had put this necklace on a powerful witch and since that day she was slavishly devoted to him and betrayed all her sisters at his behest.

Hastily he packed the necklace and made his way back. Still on the plane, he examined the leather band, but could not find anything wrong with it. The only striking thing was that the age determination showed completely absurd results. One time this leather strap was several thousand years old, but the next time the result was negative. It was as if the leather did not want to reveal its age, which could indicate a magical origin.

Even the equipment in the cave was unsuitable to find out more. However, some of Zatanna's protective spells reacted to the leather strap, confirming his theory.

"Do you believe in the legend of this trinket? I thought you were a man of science?" asked Alfred who still didn't want to believe in magic.

"I am. But scientifically even Superman's existence can't be answered, can it?" he smirked and then nodded. "According to legend, this collar is able to bind any witch to the person who puts it on her. The witch herself can never remove it on her own and cannot resist any command from her master. Where it comes from is not known, but maybe Zatanna knows more about it." Said he with satisfaction.

"You want to use it on Miss Zatanna Master Wayne?" asked Alfred irritably.

"Of course."

"You'll know what you're doing, Master Wayne." Said Alfred as if shot out of a pistol and he already seemed much more reassured. After all, he trusted him completely.

"All I have to do now is arrange a meeting with her. Something inconspicuous. Something where she won't suspect anything... mhm... I could rent a show from her! For a party and then overpower her. Maybe just a few KO drops in her drink too." He mused aloud, and Alfred grinned broadly.

"Or maybe they'll just give her a birthday present, since it's her birthday tomorrow." He smirked and rolled his eyes. "How you got your title as the world's greatest detective sometimes eludes me, Master Wayne."

"Uh. Birthday! Yes. That... cough cough... might work." He admitted meekly. "Can you organize me some roses and stuff? And those little chocolate things? The ones in those boxes! The ones Selina likes so much too!"

"Chocolates, sir?"

"Exactly!"

The next day he stood at the door of Zatanna's house with the chocolates in one hand and a bush of roses in the other. When the door opened Zatanna looked at him in amazement, then his eyes moved to the flowers and the box of chocolates.

"Who are you and what have you done with the dead bodies of Bruce Wayne?" she laughed, inviting him inside. Still smirking in amusement, she led him to the guest room. "Let me guess. Alfred pointed out to you that today is my birthday?"

"He did." Bruce admitted, looking around. "When are your guests coming? I expected to be able to use them as an excuse to leave long ago?" he asked curiously.

"Constantine was here two hours ago. But has a problem in Washington he needs to take care of. Fate and Diana were there this morning. And actually, I wasn't expecting any more visitors. Especially not you." Smiled she happily. "Or is this just a subtle attempt to ask for help again?" she asked suddenly a little disappointed but when Bruce shook his head she beamed again.

"No am not here because I need help. I even have a present for you."

"Alfred picked it out?"

"For once, he didn't. It was my mother's. She bought it in case I became a woman." Smirked he. "And since I don't have any children of my own, and it just doesn't fit Selina." He said, amused.

"Oh? No cats on it?" she laughed, and Bruce stood up and smirked.

"It's a surprise, but I think it will look excellent on you. Close your eyes." He said and stepped behind her. Full of anticipation she did as instruct and so Bruce was able to put the collar on her without her seeing it.

At the very last moment, however, she seemed to notice the magic. She wanted to jump up out of her seat, but it was too late. The necklace popped shut as if by itself and with a pink glow, the collar closed tightly around her neck.

"Bruce! What did you do?" she asked in a panic as she turned around. He saw fear in her eyes for the first time. But that no longer bothered him. For he also saw her eyes light up in the same light as the necklace, albeit very briefly.

"Relax Zatanna." He simply said and could literally see her whole posture relax. So, it seemed to actually work. "You know what this is?"

"Of course. It's the royal witch collar. Where did you get it?" she asked much more calmly. Not even her eyes betrayed concern or fear anymore.

"I made you tell me yesterday. Then Alfred helped me find it. That was more of a coincidence, but he saved me a lot of time. And as soon as I had it I came to you, of course. And now you are my **** right?"

"I'm nobody's ****!" she hissed angrily. "This collar does not enslave me! It only forces me to obey you!"

"Say you're my ****." Smiled Bruce, taking his seat again as if nothing had happened.

"I am your ****." She growled this time through clenched teeth.

"I see this necklace doesn't suppress your personality, huh?" he asked curiously. "But let's face it. Don't worry about it. I just need to test something. It's important that I find out how it works and if you can tell. You felt it at the last moment didn't you?"

Calming down a bit, Zatanna thought about what he said. It was his typical ploy, unfortunately. So, he had a mage as an opponent and was trying hard to find a weapon against him.

"True. Unfortunately, not soon enough to kick your ass. Honestly Bruce. I do take offense to that. You have no idea how many stories I've heard about this thing from my mom. So I expect a DAMN good explanation for doing this!"

"Fine, I'll give it to you. You have my word. I need to know if it can be used to change the mind of the wearer, or if you just have to follow orders."

"If my mother's stories are true, that's not what this Cursed Artifact is for! It is to **** a witch to obey another person! Not to make them will-less or to control their minds!"

"So, it's just obeying orders? Jump on one leg!"

"Cut the nonsense!" said Zatanna grumbling reluctantly, however she stood up and started jumping on one leg.

"Looks fun."

"Bruce!" she shook her head. She was still pissed off, however he was almost done with his questions.

"It's okay. Sit back down...and forget everything I asked you." He said tentatively. He wanted to test something.

"Bruce!? What did you do?" she repeated the words from earlier with exactly the same anxious expression, giving Bruce exactly what he wanted to know. So it was possible after all to control one's thoughts by formulating a specific command.

Interested, Bruce listened to her and then nodded eagerly. "Is there anything I need to know about possible weaknesses or threats to either of us? Do me a favor and just answer me then this will be over already. I just need some answers."

"Other than I have to do everything you tell me to do? No. No dangers for you. The only on

"Other than I have to do everything you tell me to do? No. No dangers for you. The only one for me is that you don't know magic, so you can easily put me in danger.

"What would it take to take it from you against my will?"

"Against your will? Almost impossible without killing me in the process, so can we drop this fun now, please? This thing is creepy to me and it something my mother has always used to scare me."

"What would it take to take it from you against my will?"

"Against your will? Almost impossible without killing me in the process, so can we drop this fun now, please? This thing is creepy to me and it something my mother has always used to scare me."

"But but but Zatanna. Don't worry. I know exactly what I'm doing. The chain, of course, only forces you to do whatever I tell you and I am fully aware that I cannot control your mind in the conventional way. However, there is a back door. As you have already recognized yourself you have to carry out every command, I give you and of course you might think that this only implies that you carry out a direct order immediately, but what if I command you to change your way of thinking? I am quite sure that as soon as I give you an order to think in a different way than you have been doing so far, the magic of this necklace will make you unable to think in a different way than I have told you to think. And to test that, I'll just give it a try. So, Zatanna hears my command now. I command you from now on to believe that you have always longingly wanted me to do something like this to you. I command you to continue to believe that you have always been a submissive, submissive and sexually submissive woman who has always dreamed that I would find a way to make you my sexual servant who would do anything I ask for a good fuck from me. That's why you will actively try to seduce me into seeing this collar not only as a control but also to benefit from it sexually. You will tempt me to use you as a sex object and to want to possess your body as well as your magic. And as a last command I order you to forget that I planted these thoughts in your head and just follow the command I gave you as if they were your own thoughts.

The panicked look on Zatanna's face suddenly gave way to a distinctly different expression. First, she had been full of panic when she realized that it had not been a funny joke from him, then pure fear when she realized what he was ordering her to do. Like a wild woman, she tried to tear the necklace from her neck, but she just couldn't do it. After that, she tried to cast some spells to stop Bruce from speaking, but that was also unsuccessful. She just couldn't cast any offensive or defensive spells to stop Bruce from finishing his sentence. But the moment the sentence was spoken, the expression on her face changed into something else.

Why did she resist at all, after all, she had always dreamed that exactly such a thing would happen. Ever since she first saw him, she wanted nothing more than for him to find some way to make her a submissive, obedient and slavishly devoted woman. Maybe now her biggest dream would finally come true as he had found just the right artifact to make her fantasies come true.

"So how is this going to go now Bruce? Will you take it off my hands or will I remain your servant?" She asked, cautiously hopeful.

"I don't know yet. I'm sure Selina wouldn't be too thrilled if she found out I could control a sex bomb like you." Smirked Bruce, taking it upon himself to tease her some more to see how far she would go.

"Sex bomb? Mmm. You have no idea how right you are about that. You don't have to tell her and I... You just have to order me to keep it a secret and I'll obey you. In everything. Always. No matter what you command your sex bomb to do." She breathed erotically and stretched her tits a little. She was aware that she didn't have ample tits like Selina, but hers weren't bad either.

"Like this, everything? And if I ordered you to suck me off?"

"Then I would give you the best blowjob of your life. I would blow your cock with such fervor that you would command me over and over again just to feel me enchant your cock with my tongue. Just imagine what I would do with your cock now that I am **** to obey all your commands. " She said in a slightly quivering voice. A little more and he would surely see the opportunity that was revealed to him here. "I know how lonely you always are, and Selina can't always take care of your pent-up lust either. As often as she's in prison. Wouldn't it be good ... well I mean for Gotham..., if the dark knight wouldn't walk around sexually unsatisfied? Just imagine how much easier it would be to deal with Ivy and her pheromones if you could get ... satisfaction anytime you wanted."

Amused at her attempt, he put on a thoughtful expression and frowned. "That's not a bad objection, but you are my friend and a valued ally. I could never do such a thing to you, after all."

But Zatanna did not give up that easily. She almost had him ready.

"I still am Bruce, aren't I? Even more so now than I ever was before, right? I'm still your friend. I don't mind that I'm under your spell now. I'm sure you just wanted to test if it works, but don't you see the advantages of never discussing with me again if it goes too far or not. I will never keep secrets from you again. I will be able to support you much better now. How often would my magic have been useful to you? Huh? And even without my powers, I can help you." She purred erotically. It was not the first time she wanted to wrap a man around her finger, but here it was more than that. It was about the man she always wanted. Slowly she circled his chair and stroked his shoulder with one finger.

"I could show you things that Selina can't offer you. So many things. All you have to do is command me. You have the power, Bruce. You put a **** collar on me. Now I'm your ****. One command from you and I obey. And let's face it. Behind the mask you are just a man. A man who likes to have everything under control. A man who likes to dominate the situation. A man with a cock. Do you really think I wouldn't notice the bulge in your pants? Mmm. How long has it been since Selina sucked you off? Or spread her legs? Yes, Bruce. I can see you need it. Let me help you. Let me help my friend. I can help you with so many things. No one will know. No one will know that I am your property. Your servant. Your ****. That you... are my MASTER. Dominate me! Controlling. Use! FUCK me" she breathed directly into his Ear.

Then she muttered some words in her backwards language and a silver chain appeared in his hand leading directly to her collar.

"Be honest Bruce. I heard that Vandal's plans came from you. That's why you're here. You want to see if this necklace can stop a witch. And now that you see it... you have a hard-on as hard as steel. The thought makes you horny, doesn't it, to be able to use me? Over and over and over again." She moaned into his ear. "Be honest with me Bruce. Does it turn you on? Are you just imagining me kneeling in front of you and licking your cock. That it's your orders that make me do this? Does it turn you on to have a sex ****."

To her surprise, the reaction was much more violent than she expected. She saw a dark stain forming on his pants and his body rearing up while he moaned excitedly. Immediately her eyes began to light up.

To her surprise, the reaction was much more violent than expected. She saw a dark stain form on his pants and his body rebel while he moaned excitedly. Immediately her eyes began to light up.

"Oh my god. I had no idea it would make you so horny that you would cum just thinking about it. I am your property now that I wear the collar. Your property. Your ****. I am absolutely submissive to you. Every wish of yours is my command. My body is yours alone when you demand it. You can fuck me anytime and anywhere. In the ass. Or on my tits. I am yours. Do you want me to kneel between your legs, command me. You can at least test it, right? See how it is when I'm submissive to you. Maybe you'll cum again right away when you see me sitting between your legs and looking up at you submissively."

"Go ahead, kneel between my legs." Groaned Bruce breathlessly. It was incredibly horny the way she talked to him, of course, but in fact the fact that she was literally begging to be his **** was what made him so horny. And with that, his masters would surely be very satisfied.

As soon as he said it, Zatanna fell to her knees in front of him and spread his legs. She could now clearly see the dark spot and perceive his fuck juice in her nose. With her body quivering, she waited for his next command. Hoping she would finally feel that cock inside her.

"I... will now film you... and you will look into the camera... and tell me that you are loyal to me. And also, why. And make it nice and sexy. And yes! The thought makes me a little horny, Zatanna. If you do it well... I might reconsider your offer." Said need, pulling his phone forward and pointing it at her. But of course, he had only told half the truth. Because he wasn't just filming it. No, he sent the video directly to his masters.

When she realized that he was probably filming her now, she slowly licked over the dark spot on his pants and then started to open his pants. Slowly and seductively. She was aware that she could not make a mistake now. She was so close to him giving in to his urges and didn't want to risk his noble disposition getting in the way of her desire. Therefore, she looked directly into the camera and slowly pulled down her zipper.

"I am Zatanna Zatara, master of magic and one of the most skilled witches in this world. Daughter of Sindella and John Zatara. But more importantly, from this moment on, I serve only my lord and master."

Then she reached into his pants and pulled out his cum-smeared cock, and even though it was half stiff, she rubbed her cheek against it, causing her to feel some of his juice rubbing against her skin.

"This collar is the royal witch collar. It subjects every witch to the will of the person who put it on her. That means I can never again disobey an order from Bruce Wayne. I will fulfill his every wish. I belong to him alone, live for him and serve him. He can do whatever he wants with my body. I am willing to submit to his word anywhere, anytime."

Her tongue slowly slid over his cock, which was getting harder, and lapped at his glans.

"But I don't mind all that. I've always wanted to be his ****! The moment I saw him for the first time I was obsessed with serving him. To kneel before him for once in my life, as I do now. That this necklace now forces me to do that is like my dream come true."

As a reward, she smacked his boner against her hot lips a few times and watched Bruce hold the phone differently again, probably sending a message. Uncertainty spread through her. Who was he going to send such a confession to.

A time passed without him doing anything, but then the cell phone vibrated. Bruce got an answer. Immediately his blood began to boil, and his horniness grew, but not because of Zatanna. Not only did he not care about her at all, but he was barely paying attention to her. His mind, his whole perception was reduced to the answer of his masters. Would they be sympathetic to him? Would this act make up for his previous mistakes? Would they forgive him?

Then he read the message.

"Well done!"

Two words that meant everything to him. He was not useless. He had not failed again. His masters were satisfied with him! They were pleased with what he had done here. His cock became so hard at this thought that he almost cum again. But he had an irrepressible desire at the moment. Why should he jerk off when he had a will-less fuck doll in front of him.

"Blow me and swallow every drop!"

More than overzealous, Zatanna complied with this instruction. Assuming that she would have to blow him for a long time before he would cum, her lips closed around his cock, but a blowjob was not necessary at all. His cock literally exploded in her mouth and hastily she tried to swallow everything. But his cock pumped more and more cum into her throat and with one hand he pushed her head deeper onto his cock. So deep that she couldn't breathe anymore and his cum was pumped directly into her throat. Unable to resist his words, she did her best to swallow everything, even though she had to gag violently and was about to ****. However, the magic of the collar was stronger than her instinct for self-preservation.

Fortunately for her, it didn't take that long for him to let go of her and no more sperm entered her mouth. Immediately after obeying the command, she jerked her head back and drew the air deep into her mouth and began to cough violently. Under normal circumstances she would be furious now, but it was exactly what she wanted. Reduced to a piece of meat for him.

Completely out of breath, he finally looked down at the worthless slut between his legs who had been nothing more than a substitute at the moment. She beamed happily at him, more than willing to wait for further instructions.

"I think it's time we completely redefine our friendship Zatanna!" he breathed, grinning widely. "You will accompany me to my estate and then I will see how loyal and submissive you are in truth."

"How... are you going to find out?" she breathed lustfully.

"By ordering you to give your Body to me all night."

Before he could even say anything a quick spell was cast by her as well and the two of them were standing right in his bedroom, still her kneeling directly in front of him while he now stood upright.

"Shall I soundproof the room? Not that Alfred can still hear it?" she said full of anticipation. As she said this, she already started to bow even lower and help him out of his shoes.

"No. Because as long as you are here you will not hold back. I demand that you be as vulgar and filthy as you have never been in your wildest dreams. That Alfred hears you screaming with lust pleases me! And you will follow my command!"

"Of course, master! Do you wish to fuck my cunt, or do you wish to impale my ass directly with this fat monster?" she moaned as she felt the magic turn his words into compulsion. It was the greatest feeling she had ever had. Her depraved dreams were coming true. With a quick spell, she stripped him and herself of our clothes and pushed him down on the bed. "Do you want me to fuck you right now, Master?"

"Before you start... I command you that my kinky and dominant ways make you horny and turn you on to my every command. No matter what I command you it's an aphrodisiac for you!"

"Yes... Master..." she moaned lustfully and then grinned. "That command was unnecessary Master. I've been waiting all my life to finally be your submissive, obedient ****. Even without this necklace, I would have torn off my clothes at a hint from you and offered you my holes."

Then she sank down on his cock without a second thought and felt him fill her completely. Try as she might she was unable to sink this horny monster completely inside her. But she tried again and again. Every thrust of her body made her cry out loudly and without regard for any witnesses she moaned out her horniness. Only when he ordered her to kneel on all fours in front of him on the floor she let go of him. Trembling and full of horniness, she sank to her knees beside the bed.

"Please master! Don't make your **** wait any longer! I need your cock inside me! Please! I'll do anything you ask! Just keep using me! Fuck my ass! Be the first man to drill his cock in my ass! Yes Master!" She begged and then wrenched her eyes open in pain. Bruce had not listened to her words or paid any attention to her but had rammed his cock straight into her anus to the hilt. Zatanna was torn between incredible pain and the ecstatic feeling his cock was causing in her ass. With that, it was safe.

She would never let anyone take this collar off her. She would do everything in her power so that nothing would ever change again....

That she was no longer Zatanna Zatara.

The master of magic...

She was now Zatanna. Property of Bruce Wayne.