Increasing control

Three times a week, Aaron went to Hadiyah's house and engulfed himself in cunt and tits. It was just a part of his life at this point. Usually, Angel Breaker would be the first to hop onto his dick, although Lady Shiva wouldn't be far behind.

Selina swung by every so often too. Whenever she was feeling horny or Bruce didn't fuck her (which wasn't a lot since they weren't officially together), Aaron was her backup. He didn't mind since that was what they agreed on. She gave him updates on the Batman and he nailed her from behind. It was a transactional partnership locked by his spell on her.

Talia was being carefully watched by both Angel Breaker and Lady Shiva. Wherever Talia went, they went. Aaron could see in those alluring brown eyes of her that she wouldn't rat him out but his two most faithful servants didn't believe it. Regardless, over the past weeks, preparations for the grand ritual were revving up. Contact with the League of Lazarus, the hosts of Lazarus Island, had been made. The tide of leadership for the League of Assassins was currently back to Angel Breaker, with Talia as her second. The Assassins accepted the change in hierarchy.

As for the Shadows, they were firmly under Shiva's control. No ifs, no buts, she led them. Meaning, Aaron controlled them like puppets.

Lady Shiva just wanted sex. She threw aside her pride for martial arts and started pouring her time into blowjobs and handjobs. Whenever he saw her at the house, she was either watching porn or practicing with a dildo. She had her own room, of course, but he checked on her every so often because he was concerned. Her behaviour was not normal.

Once, while knocking on her door, she popped the door open, dragged him in, pulled his pants down, and started nuzzling against his boxer bulge. "You have arrived... I have been waiting." To hear the proud Lady Shiva lower herself to a mere cocksucker was surprising and slightly puzzling.

'Did I really break her that bad…? Or is it a family thing? Cassandra started acting similar except less intense and more, er, romantic.'

It played to his advantage so he tried not to question it. Plus, it was Cassandra's mother. He didn't want to insult her too horrifically.

"What do you call this little group of yours?" Talia asked one day. "I might as well know since I will be joining, my beloved Chosen One."

Aaron blinked twice. Sipping on his coffee and scrolling through social media on his phone, the question had come from almost nowhere. "...the Harem? I don't know, I don't like labels if I'm being honest."

Talia sat on the couch and cupped her face. Garbed in a loose white dress, she was the epitome of Arabian beauty, complete with diamond earrings and rings. She stared at the fireplace. "I see. You struggle with commitment?"

"I do," Aaron admitted. "I enjoy my independence and I don't like to be tied down."

"I understand," Talia said. "As the Chosen One, no, as a human, it is your natural inclination to be alone. It is how you have lived your life so far."

"Right, my life…" Aaron sipped again. Glancing at the beautiful Talia, a thought came to mind. "How old are you again?"

Her full lips set into a line. She wasn't thrilled but he was the Chosen One. There was no defying him. "Fifty. I was conceived during the Woodstock Festival of 1970."

"Either you have the latest in cosmetics or you've taken dips in the Lazarus Pits once or twice."

"It is a pitiful story."

"I have the time," Aaron replied.

"My half-sister, Nyassa, forcibly drowned me in the pits in order to brainwash me and hurt my father."

Pause. "Did it work?" he asked.

"I later learned her thirst for **** was a plot from my father, so we sisters decided to co-exist as heirs of the League of Assassins." Talia snickered, her earrings swinging. "Then I had her killed."

'Huh. Family, am I right?' Aaron said to himself, downing the last of his coffee.

Things were moving smoothly. Tanya Fox supplied him money; Hadiyah and Jaina worked on investments and charity; Julia Pennyworth led We Are Robin to increasing success; Talia, Angel Breaker, and Shiva led the League of Assassins and Shadows; and Vicki Vale was starting to write articles bringing attention to the terrible state of the city.

His promise to Chloe and Manhunter was beginning to take shape.

Then, on a certain Saturday, he was hit with a fastball.