Hell fucking yes! Ruin her holes!

She groaned at length as she felt him enter her folds. She couldn't emphasize just how different it was from her previous lovers. Where they felt like two fingers sliding in, this masked stallion was a hot and alive mega-sized dildo. Something that she could truly feel adjusting her and sending her to another realm.

Her throat continued groaning and sounding calls of delight. Her eyes rolled back as he hilted himself inside her completely, all those precious inches showing her how much she's missed.

He rocked back and forth, steady and calm as a snail. Her walls took the shape of his dong regardless, as if it didn't need speed or aggression or passion to do what the previous men in her life did. It was a gradual build and the moans were quiet and slow. Her core felt hot and full as he continued kissing her womb and sending chills down her spine.

"F-faster!" Selina begged, biting the bottom of her lip. She lurched her hips back and attempted to get him to reciprocate her pace. If it wasn't for how full she would, she would plow herself against him. But she couldn't. Her mind was as dumb as bricks as she felt his fat cock. "Please! Faster! Faster–!"

Her pathetic request was cut off by the sound of her own climax. Selina moaned loud enough to echo into the night and she flushed at how loose she was becoming. When she wanted something, when she spoke or teased a man, it was of her own volition. Never had she succumbed to her feelings like this. Never.

"Right there! Right there! Keep fucking me like that! Harder! Harder! Don't stop! Don't stop! Don't take away your big fat cock! Keep fucking my womb!"

Aaron was too enthralled by the shape of her ass to care. Her left and right cheeks were superbly supple and sphericable. His left hand retreated back and then slapped her left booty cheek. The recoil was fucking hypnotizing.

'There's a reason doggy is my favourite,' he said to himself. Her heart-shaped ass stilled as Selina shifted and recovered from the spank. He gave another two spanks, causing her to coo and beg, until he decided it was enough. His fingers slipped onto her waist, held tight, and then lurched back inside her. It was a thrust of such ferocity and speed that it took Selina several seconds to register it. The feeling of his cock in her deepest regions–rearranging her guts.

"Ohhoohnnn! My fucking god! Keep fucking me like that! Keep fucking me! I love it! Your raw cock! I love it!" She let out a noise between a gasp and a moan. "I'm cumming! Your raw cock's making me cum! Oooohhn!"

The coos and moans turned to praise and noncoherent blabbering. Primal noises straight from the soul, her heart pumping as she felt his cock drive into her like a train.

Pause.

Selina's chest heaved. Her heart thumped so loud she could hear it in her eardrums. She could feel her ass cheeks spreading–

"Haah, haa, w-wait–!"

He plunged into her anal hole.

His member slid like a rocking ship and plummeted the depths of her ass hole. Selina had never, ever felt anything remotely like this. Anal wasn't new to her but this…this sheer size and weight and heat was. The clap of a hefty ballsack. It was alien to her.

Aaron didn't have to ask if it felt good, because it did and she let him know before he could utter a word. "So! Fuck! FUCK! BIG! DEEP! You're, ah, ah, fucking my—asshole!"

He smirked and decided to make a game out of it. He pulled his long, meaty cock out and went right back into her cunt. The way her folds tightened, the sounds of her hole opening and closing, was music to his ears. He destroyed her cunts for a few minutes before going back to her asshole. The shift from grunts to moans was tantalizing.

He wanted to keep doing it. So he did. He alternated between her pussy and asshole, making sure to fill each up like he was pouring a simple water bottle. Aaron did it so casually, so swiftly and cunningly, that Selina could help but slobber on the addicting sensation on his cock. Her body was racked with orgasms, squirting and coming close to pissing herself.

"Just like that! Yes, yes, yes! Yesyesyes! I love being your anal slut! I love it when you fuck my ass! I love it when you fuck my pussy! I love it when you make me your cum hole! I love it when your dick stretches me out!"

It was an ethereal experience being used like this. It wasn't rough, it just…was. This was where she belonged, Selina realized, under the mercy of a big, fat cock.

"I love it! I love it! I'm cumming so hard! I can't control myself! I-I just can't stop cumming!"

All her holes were his.

Switching from anal to pussy, it was clear she could never go back to Bruce or any other cock. She needed this. This stallion who could make her holes gape and flutter. Her ass getting slapped by his beefy balls.

The guards at S.T.A.R Labs must have heard the sounds. The echoes of her moans. The claps of his balls slapping her over and over and over again. Given Selina's visceral voice, they knew exactly what was going on and they couldn't do a damn thing about it. In fact, they probably chalked it up to some horny alleyway couple and not a duo of vigilantes fucking on a nearby rooftop after stealing from them.

Suddenly, Aaron stopped and pulled out. There was a gasp and a whine from the **** woman but Aaron told her to quiet down. There were footsteps emerging from the staircase inside the outbuilding. In spite of her pathetic panting, Selina managed to hear it too. Footsteps and voices, two of them.

The two of them crept to the back very, very slowly as the door swung open and peaked at them by the corner. Selina had managed to grab her costume and the duffel bag, and Aaron his pants. Two figures entered the rooftop, gazing forward and away from them.

Despite the mist of lust and the tense cold, Aaron immediately recognized the figures. Their trench coats fluttered in the wind and their voices rose to life.

"Your divination said to come here but I don't see anything."

"Patience."

"Josie, I'm glad you told me about your powers but seriously. I don't think this will help with the investigation."

"I told you to trust me, Melody."

"...fine."

'Josie?' Those dreads tied into a high-ponytail, that deep, dark brown complexion, and metahuman powers? 'It's Detective Josie Mac. One of the detectives I fucked from the hospital.'

The ambitious and eager behaviour was familiar as well. It must have been Detective Melody McKenna. His head peeking from the corner, he could see the Eastern African woman, her ebony complexion stark and low-ponytail ruffling his memories.

'Detective Josie Mac and Detective Melody McKenna. Why are they here?'

"C'mon stallion…" Selina purred and had her stomach rub against his cock. While he was trying to get a better look, she was up against him and begging for attention like some stanky whore. "Are you really going to choose them over me?"

Aaron twitched as he felt her hot, tempting presence. Even so, he managed to listen in on their conversation.

"I heard some people saying there were voices."

"I believe that was just a couple having sex."

"Pardon me if I don't trust your divination but…why are we here then?"

"I just saw this place in my visions. Trust me, it has to be important."

They waited. They watched S.T.A.R Labs which was an impossible leap away. The detectives continued talking.

And Selina wouldn't stop stroking his dick.

"Aw," Selina whispered in his ear, "don't you want another round of this, baby? They don't have to find out…I can be quiet…"

The devious thief's work was beautiful and subtle, the dangerous magnum weapon like a giant tickled by a feather.

As much as he wanted her to just shut the fuck, a part of him was admittedly turned on by the situation. Aaron didn't think he was into voyeurism but right now, rubbing his member alongside her taut abdomen, it felt right. Fucking her while knowing they might get caught?

His fingers grasped her hips and entered her before he knew it. Her folds stretched around his girth and her neck released a small gasp. If it wasn't for the buzz of the city, the detectives no doubt would have heard. However, luck was on the side of the stallion and the cat.

Aaron moved slowly while nibbling on her ear. With each inch, he kissed her, from her cheeks down to her neck. He suckled as he got to her nape and made sure to plant a hickey.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Selina muttered in sync with his thrusts. "You're so good, fuck–!"

He made sure his balls didn't slap her too hard. Even so, he was impressed. She was adapting splendidly, not to mention his hypnosis hadn't completely settled in. Her willpower was unparalleled–or perhaps it was her lust protecting her. Selina was obviously a horny but lonely woman needing attention.

"Tch. Are you sure we're going to find someone?"

Detective McKenna's frustration sent chills up his spine. He could feel Selina tightening, her sweat glistening as nerves ran across her skin. Fuck, fuck, fuck, if they messed this up, Selina and Catwoman and Aaron and his plans would be ruined.

"Let's just wait," Detective Mac said innocently.

Aaron gritted his teeth. "Fucking leave already…"

They didn't.

Ten minutes passed. They were still here.

And they did not stop.

They continued fucking under the cover of the city. Behind the outbuilding, in the shadows.

Selina blitzed through orgasms like a mad man. A whore who had lost control of herself. Her eyes began to lose reason and she started to heave loudly. His right hand snaked to her breasts and fondled her greedily. Under his fingers, their colour blushed and became sensitive.

Her cunt coaxed him firmly. Fuck, it was hard to move. He found himself going slower than a snail, as if teasing her. Selina mewled and ached for more. The deepest part of her ached for a greater stimulant–to release another guttural orgasm.

But the detectives were still on the rooftop, watching S.T.A.R Labs and seemingly oblivious to what was happening behind them–behind the shed.. Two fingers were shoved inside her mouth, preventing her from screaming her soul out. Aaron hips smacked her ass like a boxer ragdolling a punching bag. It stung, her heart-shaped behind turning redder by the second.

"Good god, you're tight," Aaron murmured, feeling her tighten another notch as the detectives conversed. Their voices were so, so close yet so distant and apart. The passionate heat healed them from the cold wind, their naked bodies like a living furnace.

While tearing up her bowels, Aaron leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "Instead of helping Batman, instead of making a difference, you're here getting raw dogged by a stranger. Pathetic." He shoved a third finger down her mouth, feeling her salivate and slobber and **** down her words.

Selina's penetrating green eyes lost their strength. Her willpower broke down with every resounding climax. His hypnosis was flooding her brain with irresistible authority.

"Ugh, this is a waste of time." They could hear Detective McKenna groaning in frustration. "Let's just go down and ask security, Josie. I bet even Alex Aisi is making more ground than us."

"Everybody knows she gets information from the Signal," Detective Mac countered.

"Because she knows who and how to talk to others!"

There was silence. Detective Mac said nothing. For a moment, Aaron stopped, afraid her telepathic abilities had found them. Her pussy strangled him as the intensity of the situation bore down on them. Selina slowed down her breathing as his fingers were stuck inside, frozen. But then she spoke, "Fine. Maybe I was wrong…"

Detective McKenna huffed. "Finally…"

If it wasn't for Gotham's naturally static background, the detectives would have heard the way his balls were slapping her. The door opened and shut. Through the walls, Aaron could feel them descend down the stairs.

His fingers slipped out of her mouth and he slammed into her, the full weight of his body and cock plunged inside her. A whore-ish moan came out of Selina as her mind went blank, her legs shook, and she came.

"Damn bitch," he growled, tightly holding onto her ass as he thrusted deeply again and again. "Are you so **** for cock? You nearly exposed us."

"S-sorry! Sorry, Master! Please, just…fuck meeee~! I just want to feel your throbbing cock inside me!"

The word master was like a mark. It meant she was now his to control–his to fuck and take. Aaron smirked and did just that. He went so fast and hard Selina could hardly believe it. He throbbed and pulsated and stretched her walls. He kissed the deepest part of her soul as if it was an everyday job. He sent shivers and weakness down her body.

"Ah! Ah! Laa~! Mwah! Mmmmmmmmmm! Uuuuuhhhhh!"

Her lips nearly kissed the wall.

Her legs turned to jello. Selina thought she'd fall.

But his arms wrapped around her stomach and he held her. Backshots, backshots, backshots. It was unreal. It didn't feel like reality. Selina thought she was dreaming.

Here she was on a rooftop, getting the best dick of her life by a masked stallion she didn't even know–climaxing endlessly, rapaciously. She gobbled down each body-ending orgasm and experienced so much ethereal joy it made her forget what was happening. It made her lose her willpower and succumb to his mind control.

She was eager for cock. She was hungry for the feeling of cum inside her. She craved fullness in both her ass and cunt.

And Aaron Reigner, the masked stallion, delivered.

He brought out something primal in her. An itch deep in her soul that no man or woman before him had unlocked.

He stopped and dumped a heft load inside her anal hole, making sure to fill her bowels, before shoving himself and plunging into her pussy. Balls-deep in both holes, he confined his essence inside her–refilled her like a water hose. His ejaculation must have been less than a minute long but for her it was so much more. For Catwoman, for Selina Kyle, he was an eternity she couldn't escape from. All the climaxes, all the orgasms, they came crashing down on her and she faded in and out of reality. With each powerful throb, every cum shot, Selina lost herself.

Her throat was stuck. Her mouth was in an O-shape that was supposed to let out a guttural noise. It didn't. By the time he was done, she stood there trembling, booty out, palms on the wall, her two holes globbing out white cum. She couldn't stop herself or his thick nut from being shaky.

Then, she fell.

Her ass was still raised high-up, her face down on the floor. Aaron looked at his handiwork with pride. She had some serious cake, yet her cunt and asshole were under the mercy of his spunk, releasing blobs of it like it was nothing. The snowwhite jizz piled and also trailed down her ass crack.

This was probably the greatest creampie in Gotham history. Judging by her swirling green eyes and chaotic expression, Batman hadn't given her an experience remotely comparable.

Plop. Plop. Plop.

His fat nut continued to fall. Meanwhile, Aaron picked up the duffel bag and checked its contents. Behind the mask, his brows folded into contemplation.

'A gun?'

Black and outlined with a dark blue, its design was futuristic and almost blocky. There was a glow to it and for some reason Aaron found himself wanting to throw the bag as far as he could, away from him and his prying eyes. He didn't dare touch it. His body urged him to fling it behind him, away from S.T.A.R Labs and his own existence.

'Why did Catwoman want to steal this? Was it for herself? Or someone else?'

His cock was limp at this point and swung as he turned to look at the creampied woman. Her tongue lolled out, eyes leaking with emotionless tears, she started to rise. Aaron was impressed by her endurance. Besides Cassandra, no woman had ever been able to stay awake after he went all out.

She was unsteady and drunkenly tipped to the left and right. Cum dripped between her legs, from her ass and her cunt. "Ha…ha…you…you're quite the stallion, aren't you?" she said, after managing to gain some semblance of strength. Nude in the dead of night, she should have been freezing. Instead, she looked like she wanted more. "Let's go again, baby~"

Her voice was husky and needy, while his cock was semi-flaccid and certainly up for more. However, he had pressing matters. He raised the duffel bag towards her and asked, "Catwoman, Selina Kyle, tell me. Are you mine?"

Trembling, needing a hand on the wall behind her, she nodded. He sensed resistance in her eyes. The hypnosis was powerful but so was Selina, it seemed. "Yes…my master…"