Get worked over while Selina recruits bigger fish

Stephanie’s eyes were wide with fear and panic. Kate and Cassie started running their hands over her restrained rubber bound body.

“Girls, make sure they see how much more fun it would be for them to join us,” Selina barked as she stood up, “I will be a few minutes taking care of some family complications.”

Selina’s latex kittens gave various purred and moans and they tease and played with the restrained members of the Batfamily. Selina strutted out of the dining room with a confidant gate. Selina made her way towards a small study slash office room. Stepping inside she smiled, yes this would do nicely. Selina looked at her sexy heroic catsuit and decided she should tone it down for this. Selina managed to do a ballerina spin, and brought herself to a stop in a purple Vietnamese Ao Dai, with black gloves, black heeled knee boots, a black corset and her cat mask. She smiled as she looked at herself in the mirror. Much more conservative and formal. Selina sat on the couch in a lady like fashion and clapped.

*

James Gordon had been nursing a bottle of anti-acids like it was a stiff drink of scotch, but it wasn’t and it was clear the stress had been getting to him. What with the latest Joker rampage. Suddenly he found himself sitting in a leather lover seat across from a woman in a darkened room. All that was visible was his seat, the coffee table, the couch in front of him and The Catwoman sitting there in a fancy Asian dress in her signature purple and black.

“Hello Commissioner Gordon,” Catwoman purred, “No you are not dreaming and no, I am not going to harm you.”

“What do you want?” Gordon asked.

“To have a chat,” Catwoman smiled, “I have a proposition for you and regardless of your answer, when we are done here I will return you home, safe and unharmed.”

“How can I trust you?” Gordon sneered.

“Of all the costumed characters of Gotham,” Catwoman said, “Have I ever been the one acting like a homicidal maniac?”

“Fair point,” Gordon conceded.

“Do you prefer Commissioner? James?” Catwoman probed.

“If we are being sociable, I suppose Jim is fine,” Gordon sighed.

“Jim, I have been questioning my life decisions for a long time,” Catwoman said, “And I have been given an amazing opportunity to improve not only myself but all of Gotham. Err, Jim? Weren’t you in Metropolis last week?”

“Yeah,” Gordon arched an eyebrow, “The Mayor and I went to a conference meeting, a supervillain tried to take us hostage and the Super-family showed up and rescued us.”

“What does your police training note about the incident?” Catwoman asked.

“I was saved after being pushed out the thirty-seventh floor window by Powergirl,” Gordon said, “She smiled at me when she caught me, but then frowned and put me down and wouldn’t say anything to me. It was like she knew something but knew she couldn’t tell me.”

“Jim, I have been playing around with some superpowers and you have lung cancer,” Selina said gravely, “I’d say about a week before you start coughing blood. You never stopped smoking cigars did you?”

“What?” Gordon said.

“hmmm, Ah! Here,” Catwoman reached under the coffee table and pulled out a tablet with an oversized rotating web camera on the top, “An x-ray tablet. See, my internals and the boning in my corset. Now…”

Catwoman had held it so the screen faced Gordon and pointed the web camera at her and it showed a real time moving image of her body like an x-ray, she then spun the camera around so it faced Gordon. Gordon’s face went pale at the sight of black masses in his lungs. He moved the camera around and found that it wasn’t a recorded image, the x-ray was moving with his moving of it.

“OK,” Catwoman took the tablet back, “I didn’t put any thought into more than momentary use when I conjured that so lets avoid radiation poisoning. Now, about my opertunity.”

Catwoman take the tablet and seemed to stuff it into nowhere and then folded her gloved hands on her lap.

“You have superpowers?” Gordon asked.

“I could,” Catwoman smiled, “You see, a god gave me the ablity to play around with reality for a short period of time, so I have rewritten my history. I also managed to convince some of the other cowls in Gotham to accept my new history as a fellow heroine. But even the Batman needs inside connections to GCPD. I want you to work for me as an inside man.”

Gordon snorted.

“Right,” Gordon said, “Like that will happen.”

“What would it take to convince you I am being serious?” Catwoman pulled a normal tablet out and handed it to Gordon, “Using this power to make sure the Joker never terrorizes Gotham city? Ensuring that Harley Quin and Poison Ivy don’t try to kill the human race?”

Gordon looked at the new tablet, it had up the IMDB page on a man who clearly was the Joker sans grin, white skin and green hair. The cite listed him under a “Stage Name: Jake Napier.” As Gordon touched the screen the page changed to a news article about Doctors Quinzelle-Isley attending the Policemen’s Ball. There was a red carpet picture of the two women in gowns kissing a recently retired cop and shaking the hand of anther who had been injured in the past year. Gordon only saw positive things as he skimmed the story.

“Saddly I can’t get rid of costumed criminal,” Catwoman said, “Or Gotham wouldn’t be Gotham and lets face it, the devil you know vs the devil you don’t know argument is valid.”

“So we still get Riddler, Scarecrow and Two-Face?” Gordon asked.

“Yes, but with a combined team of cowls hounding them,” Catwoman said, “In co-operation with the police, wouldn’t that reduce their mayhem and prevent people from being harmed. Wouldn’t you rather Scarecrow serve shorter sentences for conspiracy rather than ****?”

“Fair point,” Gordon agreed.

“There is also the matter of your daughter’s night job,” Catwoman said flatly, “I might just end up her as her new supervisor. We both know who Batman really is, who the first Robin was, and that your daughter was the first Batgirl.”

Gordon was about to shout something but held his tongue.

“I already made it so the Joker never hurt her,” Catwoman said, “I am not entirely sure how the new history will play out. But let’s not kid ourselves she snuck out her window entirely on her own.”

“What do you want?” Gordon asked.

“Tell me that you agree to work for me,” Catwoman smiled, “And I use these powers to fix your smoking problem, I make sure I become a hero for Gotham, watch after your daughter and use my powers to make life better for all involved…”

*

“Why should you care about James?” Sarah Gordon asked.

“I have no intention of stealing your husband,” Catwoman said, “I need a loving family supporting him. Without it he could be a liability rather than an ally. I already know he has his daughter’s unconditional love…”

“But you aren’t sure about my faithfulness?” Sarah asked.

*

“It is important that a married couple stays together,” Catwoman said, “Even if they have their problems.”

“Even if he cheated?” Barbara sneered.

“The cheating isn’t why you left,” Catwoman calmly said, “You wanted out, and look at what it did to your children.”

“Don’t bring them into this!” Barbara stood up.

“Mz. Gordon,” Catwoman said flatly, “You know that your children are involved regardless of my position in all of this. What I can offer is my help. I promise to provide mentoring for you daughter and whatever resources I can to help your son. Just agree to work for me and I will use these powers to try and make everything as good as I can.”

“Fine I’ll ‘work’ for you and be your bitch propping up James,” Barbara huffed as she sat back down.

“I think that will be all for now,” Catwoman smiled.

She lightly clapped her hands.

*

James opened his eyes at the sound of two women giggling. There was the tell tail plops and squeaks of latex on latex. He looked over to see Barbara and Sarah making out on the couch to his right. God life had taken a strange twist. When James had felt tempted by Sarah while working on Bat case, he had the idea of introducing his partner to his pregnant wife in hopes of stopping romantic entanglements before they started. Much to his surprise, Barbara and Sarah were instantly smitten with each other and worked out a ménage-a-trio with themselves and James. Barbara was still a looker with her red hair, five seven frame and slim but curvy body, while Sarah looked almost like the day he met her. Both were dressed latex leggings and rubber crop tops.

“Uh-ow,” Barbara giggled, “He woke from his nap.”

“Do you think he will unleash his tentacle monster on us?” Sarah smiled.

“I hope so,” Barbara kissed her ‘sister wife’.

James wasn’t a full on rubber fetishist like his wives, but he freely admitted he was happy that the pair had embraced latex like a number of women in Gotham. Because the celebrities like Kyle, Kane, Quin-Isley and the Bats and Cats in Gotham rubber fetishism and feminine bi-sexuality were more open and common in Gotham than any other city on earth. Captain Essen and Mrs Gordon regularly went to events in latex dresses. Of course Kyle had to prod things by sending her girl Robinson to outfit them with a new latex number each event. On top of that James knew his daughter was part of it was well.

“Can’t you show us some love before the night shift starts?” Barbara pleaded.

*

Selina smiled to herself, she knew she had two more slaves ready to devote themselves to her once she went back in the dining room, but first she had another spouse to seduce to her way of thinking.