Diana gives in

Seeing no way out of her predicament without arising suspicion Diana nods and two more of Penguins’ thugs head to the kitchen. There are few women in the world who would refuse Penguin anything and none of them would be welcome at a place like this. Diana tries not to think about having to stomach another coffee load of cum and continues looking around the room
She notices Harlequin has disappeared but Joker doesn’t seem to be enjoying himself any less laughing at something or other. Part of Diana is glad the Penguin gave her an option that wasn’t going anywhere near that madman. As soon as that thought crosses her mind, she feels his fingers start to move up from her thighs towards her completely uncovered pussy. She tries to ignore his ministrations and has another look around the room. Listening into some of the nearby conversations she hears something that interests her.

“I’m not saying I need to meet with all of Daemon, just someone.” A woman’s voice says almost pleadingly. “They’ll like what I have to say”

“Honey” A gruff voice replies “I’m going to give you some free advice, don’t come in to a place like this throwing names around and expect to avoid problems. I may know some of the people from Daemon, but that won’t be free.”

At that moment Penguin found a particularly sensitive spot and Diana gasped unable to focus on the conversation any further. Now that she was brought back to paying attention to the Penguins play she realised she was dripping wet. It had been a long time since she’d… well Penguin’s fingers were certainly having an effect and not one she’d like. Diana let out a little involuntary moan. Risking a look at Penguin she saw his attention was still fixed on the beautiful woman singing on the stage.
Diana tried to focus on the conversation behind her again but it was too difficult. She felt she had almost overcome her bodies reaction long enough to focus when she felt one of Penguin’s fingers enter her. This was too much and she felt her hips rocking trying to speed up his movements as if they had a mind of their own.

Seeming to realise she was on the edge Penguin started moving his finger in a way that seemed to hit every pleasure point. Diana lost track of everything except that feeling for a few moments then let out a load moan as she came, her pussy almost crushing Penguin’s fingers. She collapsed back against him panting and regained enough awareness to realise the room had gone quiet and most people were looking at her. After a few moments however most people just laughed, and seeing who she was with, put their focus back to what they had been doing.

“Well my dear.” Penguin spoke up “Looks like your coffee is here.” Sure enough his two thugs were returning from the Kitchen.
“Would you like your coffee now, or would you like to return the favour.” The grin he gave her made Diana’s stomach turn, but she was in too far now not much for it but to play along with his game.