Last Night in Gotham [pt. II]

Barbara Gordon hummed happily as she deepthroated my cock. She sputtered as she fucked her own throat with my cock, spewing saliva past her lips. Her normally intelligent, inquisitive blue eyes had long since succumbed to the pleasure she felt from worshiping me with her mouth. She’d been the toughest of my three Birds of Prey to enslave, but the results had been oh so rewarding.

I leaned back on the leather couch, hands behind my head as I enjoyed myself. This was the life. Sitting down and being served by some of the most beautiful women in Gotham. It was too bad I wouldn’t be able to stay here with them.

Babs popped off my cock to glance past me. I followed her gaze and saw Dinah and Helena enter the room. Helena still wore lingerie from earlier. Her panties had been soaked through with my cum. I could still see it dribbling from her pussy and down her thighs. She reached a hand downward to scoop up some of that creamy liquid and plopped a finger into her mouth. Her plump lips suckled at her finger like it was a cock. Her beautiful blue-violet eyes gazed at me lovingly.

I smirked. My women were incredibly demanding sex partners, but the Huntress was truly insatiable. She seemed to have unlimited endurance despite possessing no metahuman powers to speak of. The only one of my servants who surpassed her in sheer endurance was Shayera, for obvious reasons.

Shayera, Oliver, and Dick were getting everything ready for my trip out of the city. We still hadn’t settled on an initial destination, but I knew I wanted to see the west coast. The Titans were there along Zatanna Zatara, the magician. They’d be potent servants to have at my beck and call, to say nothing of how gorgeous and well endowed Zatanna, Raven, Starfire, and Wonder Girl were.

“Hey Helena. Dinah,” Babs said from between my legs. She nuzzled my cock with her cheek.

“Barbara. How are you?” Dinah waved at the redhead. Her breasts jiggled slightly.

Barbara gave my cock a long kiss before replying, “Not bad at all. I’ve been tending to Jason’s cock since he finished with Helena, which is exactly how I like to unwind after a stressful day.”

“I can understand that,” Dinah muttered.

Helena hummed. She stared at Barbara for a long moment, her lips twitching upward. “You wasted no time stuffing your face down there, did you? You enjoy the taste of my cunt juices?”

Barbara shrugged.

“I didn’t really notice it, to be honest. I was too busy enjoying Jason’s beautiful cock,” she bragged, before sticking out her tongue and licking her way down my shaft.

Helena let out a “humph” and crossed her arms under her breasts.

“Such a slut,” she muttered, but her lips twitched upward anyway.

Movement to Helena’s right drew my eyes to Dinah. She met my gaze quickly. Her pretty blue eyes were loving as always, but I could sense a sadness within them. Of all my women, I think she was going to miss me the most. I’d had her for the longest and made the most changes to her, so it made sense in a way. She wore a business suit and blouse, both of which were completely unbuttoned, exposing her breasts and toned stomach. She wore a gray pencil skirt that hugged her thick, toned thighs and teased at her absolutely magnificent ass.

I was going to miss her, too. It was hard to pick favorites among my servants because each of the women I owned was amazing in her own way, but Dinah had been my first. She’d been the catalyst I’d needed to stop using my powers for petty theft and really move into the big leagues of supervillainy.

“Come here, Dinah,” I beckoned her, patting the couch cushion next to me.

The gorgeous blonde hurried to join me, big breasts bouncing as she jogged over to me in high heels. She sat down next to me and turned to face me. I stared at her tits for a moment or two before refocusing on her face.

“Hello Jason,” she said, completely ignoring Barbara as she continued to worship my cock. Having the redhead service me in front of her was entirely normal to her. “Sorry I couldn’t spend the day with you. Work has been absolutely **** lately. I’m lucky I got off when I did.”

I waved her off.

“It’s okay, don’t worry about it. The important thing is you’re here now,” I reached out a hand to cup the side of her face. Her skin was so soft and pristine. I wondered how many men at her office spent their days fantasizing about Dinah, wishing they could do what I was doing now.

“Thanks, Jason. I… um,” she swallowed nervously and chewed her lower lip. “I’m really going to miss you when you leave. These past few weeks have been the absolute best of my entire life. I don’t want any of it to end.”

“Same here,” I dragged my hand down her face and neck before resting it on her right tit. She moaned and pressed her chest into my hand. “You know, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about your job. You might not be able to leave Gotham without raising suspicions, but that’s no reason you can’t take fewer hours or find something less stressful in private practice.”

Dinah nodded as I played with her tit. Below, Barbara kissed down my shaft. She inhaled sharply and moaned. The athletic redhead stuck a hand between her legs and began rubbing.

“I’d quit my job right now if you wanted,” Dinah said. “Just say the word and I’ll look for something else. Oliver can cover all of my expenses in the meantime.”

Not one to be left out, Helena stepped behind me. She settled her hands on my shoulders and began slowly massaging me. I glanced back at her.

“Don’t mind me, Jason. I already had my fun. Dinah could use some attention,” she purred with the same voice that had scared so many criminals. That same voice had been crying out in pleasure today as I’d fucked her in every position I could think of. I’d filled her to the brim with my cum, leaving her passed out at one point in the master bedroom. Barbara had taken over from there, but where Helena absolutely loved to be bent over and fucked, Barbara preferred to do all the work for me. That’s why she was between my legs instead of getting another load of cum in her cunt, after all.

Dinah stared at Helena for a long moment, a surprised look on her face.

“Are you sure, Helena? This is the last night he’ll be spending with us for a while.”

Helena nodded.

“Yeah. I think I got my fill for a while, thanks. Besides,” she squeezed my shoulders. “It’s not like this is the last time we’ll ever see him. He’ll be gone for a while, sure, but eventually he’ll be back with enough metas to never have to worry about being stopped by the Justice League. Then he’ll make Gotham his. Just imagine what our lives will be like then.”

Dinah chuckled. Her blue eyes gazed at me with far more love and devotion than she’d ever shown her ex-fiancé. She’d also been the first woman I’d stolen from another man. She’d taught me how much I loved perverting the feelings of women dedicated to the people in their lives and refocusing all of that passion and love towards me.

“I can’t wait,” she muttered, grasping my right hand and placing it on her left tit. I squeezed and pinched and groped her titflesh. The blonde moaned happily and scooted closer to my on the couch so that her thighs rubbed against mine. “Jason, I have something I wanted to ask you. In private. Um, you don’t have to humor me now, but I’d like to get it over with before you leave.”

She lowered her gaze. I frowned at her. What was going on in her head that had her so unsure of herself? Well, if my first servant wanted privacy, who was I to deny her?

“Blank Huntress. Blank Bat.”

Helena’s ministrations stopped immediately along with Barbara’s. Barbara had been suckling at my cock when I’d put her in a trance. Her lips were still against my cockshaft, but her eyes were blank and she’d stopped moving entirely.

Dinah’s eyes widened. They flicked between Helena and Barbara. Was this the first time she’d ever really seen them in a trance? I know she’d watched me reprogram Barbara initially, but I don’t think I’d ever blanked anyone in front of her while she was conscious and aware of her surroundings.

“Helena. Barbara. Move in front of the TV and stand at attention,” I commanded. My mind-blanked slaves obeyed immediately. Barbara stood. Her breasts jiggled nakedly. She didn’t have to move much since the TV faced the couch. She stood there with not an expression on her face and awaited further commands.

Helena soon moved to join Barbara. Her eyes stared ahead unseeingly. Her chest rose and fell rhythmically as she breathed, but she did nothing beyond that.

Dinah gaped at them.

“Incredible,” she whispered, a hint of wonderment in her voice. “Are they really in a trance?”

I nodded.

“Yep. Their conscious minds have been completely shut down. They won’t remember a single thing that happens while they’re like this.”

Dinah stared at them for a long moment before standing up.

“Helena? Barbara?”

She approached her two fellow Birds of Prey. Neither of them reacted to her presence.

Dinah turned to face me, a strangely fascinated look on her face.

“You can do that to them whenever you want?”

I smirked.

“Mhm. I implanted a trigger in both of their minds that’d allow to me to. You have one in your head, too.”

Dinah gave me an astonished look.

“Really?” she sounded giddy for some reason. “So at any moment, you can just turn me off like a kitchen appliance?”

I quirked an eyebrow.

“That’s not how I’d describe it, but basically yes.”

“Huh,” she glanced back her friends. They stared blankly ahead, completely under my power, but that didn’t bother her one bit it seemed. If anything, she seemed amused by my power over them. She’d definitely made significant strides since I’d encountered her in that bank.

She faced me again. Her eyes glimmered with arousal.

“Have you ever put me under like that? Just had me stand there staring blankly ahead while you did something else? Like I was nothing more than a piece of furniture?”

“Back when I brought Shayera to the apartment for the first time, I put you and Helena under right in front of her to demonstrate my abilities. Does that bother you at all?”

Dinah shook her head.

“Nothing you could do would ever bother me, Jason,” she said warmly. “I am curious, though. Why’d you use us as show props instead of just outright brainwashing her? Wouldn’t that have been easier?”

I chuckled.

“Yeah, but there’s something about a person being aware of my powers, but not being totally brainwashed that tickles something inside me. It’s really hot to see their reactions to my power over others,” I sighed. “You must think I’m sick or something.”

Dinah rolled her eyes at me.

“No, you’re just doing what’s in your nature. You have mind-control abilities, so it makes sense that you’d use them, doesn’t it?” she reasoned aloud.

“You wouldn’t have thought that way before I used my powers on you,” I pointed out.

She raised her eyebrows and crossed her arms under her breasts, pushing them upwards. She’d look every bit the stern teacher about to give her student a lecture if not for the fact that I could see her tits.

“I don’t see why that matters. You used your powers to rid me of my previously narrow-minded thinking. As far as I’m concerned, the old unbrainwashed Dinah was far less free than I am.”

Dinah walked back towards me. She shrugged off her blouse and suit jacket, allowing them to fall carelessly to the floor. Her bare breasts and the rest of her toned chest were completely exposed to me now.

She sat down next to me again and continued, “Before I met you, I had all these stupid preconceptions about mind control. I used to believe that robbing another person’s free will was one of the most evil things you could possibly do, but you showed me that mind control isn’t a barrier to free will, morality is. My own morals were holding me back from truly understanding someone like you, Jason. You freed me from my morals and myself. There aren’t any words that can describe just how thankful I am to have met you, so don’t think for a moment that you’re sick because you enjoy brainwashing strong, powerful women into being your slaves. You’re perfect just the way you are.”

The blonde smiled lovingly and grasped my hands in hers. She leaned towards me so that our faces were almost touching. My heartbeat quickened and my chest felt warm for some reason, and her closeness seemed to grow much more intimate.

“You said you wanted to ask me something privately?” I asked quietly.

Dinah’s cheeks flushed as she nodded.

“I know we’ve all agreed that Shayera would publicly pose as your girlfriend. I’m not disputing that. It’s the smartest move going forward to justify her accompanying you when you leave Gotham, but I…” she paused for a moment. “When I admitted that I had feelings for you, I don’t think I was clear on just how strong those feelings were.”

I remembered giving her a command to gradually begin developing feelings for me, but I’d never expected them to manifest this quickly or intensely. Now I was faced with the reality that the woman sitting next to me probably loved me romantically, far more intensely than any man she’d never loved before.

It was a heady feeling to have captured the heart of such an amazing, beautiful woman. She was lightyears out of my league, not to mention around a decade older than me. There was an appeal there, though. I’d snatched something that didn’t belong to me and should never have, but that just made me want her more.

My lips met hers in a kiss that was soft and slow. She moaned into my mouth as we kissed slowly, intimately. I lowered my hand to her leg and trailed it up her pencil skirt to grope her thigh. She reciprocated by putting a hand of her on my cock. It was still slick with Barbara’s saliva so Dinah had easy time jerking it.

“God, you make me feel so good,” she murmured huskily between kisses.

“Me too. Brainwashing you was the best decision I ever made,” I said, moving my hand up between her legs to brush against her bare pussy. Huh. She wasn’t wearing panties.

“Well, I for one am really glad you did,” she opened her thighs to allow me better access to her pussy.

“Oh yeah? Are you sure you wouldn’t be happier being a superhero and getting married to Oliver?”

Dinah snorted.

“Come on, Jason. I can only imagine how boring and loveless our life together would have been. Just thinking about it is enough to make me depressed,” she said. “I’d rather lick the dirt off the bottom of your shoes than give that ‘relationship’ another go.”

She squeezed my cock and began jerking me off more rapidly.

“Damn, you really don’t like him anymore, huh?”

Dinah giggled. The motion caused her breasts to jiggle wonderfully. I inserted a finger into her pussy. She was so hot and wet. Her pussy walls clamped tightly around my finger.

Meanwhile, Helena and Barbara stood silently, entirely unware of what was going on.

“I really don’t. Is that bad?” she asked.

“Nope,” I replied. “It means I have you all to myself.”

Dinah flushed slightly.

“You always will,” she said sweetly.

“Hm,” I took my fingers out of her cunt and put my hands around her back. She gave me a questioning look before I pulled her towards me. Nodding, she let me maneuver her so that she was sitting atop my lap. My cock brushed against her pussy. I couldn’t see it because of her skirt, but a part of really like that.

I grabbed her asscheeks through her skirt. She hummed appreciatively and began to lower herself atop me. The head of my cock pushed past the entrance of her pussy. It was a familiar feeling, but one I didn’t think I’d ever get tired of. This was the woman who had taken my virginity and opened so many new doors for me.

“I love you,” I blurted out, and was surprised that I meant it with every fiber of my being.

Tears pricked at the edges of Dinah’s pretty blue eyes. They glowed with naked adoration and lust and love and reverence. She smiled more widely than I’d ever seen before, showing perfectly white teeth.

“I love you, too,” she croaked, and lowered herself further, shoving the entirety of my cock into her velvety cunt.

“Oh fuck,” she grunted. Her hands rested on my chest as she began fucking herself up and down my cock. Tremors of pleasure coursed through me as Dinah’s perfect pussy squeezed and clenched around my cock. Her big tits jiggled and swayed with her movements. I moved my hands from her ass to grab handfuls of her tits. They were so soft and warm.

Fuck, I was going to miss this so much.

I started thrusting my hips to meet her movements. She moaned with my every thrust into her pussy, whimpering when I brushed against her cervix.

“Of all the women I own, I think you might be my favorite,” I muttered.

Dinah’s eyes widened. She slammed her hips down, burying all of my cock inside her again and smashing the head of my cock with the entrance to her womb.

She screamed and whimpered and panted and moaned.

“I’m going to miss you, miss this,” she uttered between thrusts. “So –oh god!- fucking much! You’re stretching me so much! So much more than Oliver!”

She slammed herself downward again, burying the entirety of my shaft inside her. She ground her pussy against my pelvis. It quivered and trembled around me before clamping down suddenly, causing me to gasp from the sure pleasure overload.

“Oh god, I’m cumming!” Dinah screamed. She lowered her head, meeting my lips in a feverish kiss.

Holy fuck. She’d never been this impassioned before, in all their weeks of fucking.

“Me too,” I whispered into her mouth, smirking. “I’m gonna cum, Dinah. You better get off me now if you don’t want to get pregnant.”

I’d been teasing her since she only recently stopped taking birth control, but from the way Dinah’s eyes glimmered, they seemed to have struck a chord within her, and pushed her past a point of no return.

“I guess I’d better stay on you, then,” her lips twitched upwards.

My eyes widened at her words, but I was already cumming inside her.

“Yeah, that’s it Jason. Cum in my pussy. Don't worry. If I get pregnant, I'll just say it's Ollie's!"

My cock spewed load after thick load into Dinah’s warm, wet, welcoming pussy. Her pussy walls milked my cock rhythmically, coaxing every ounce of cum I had deep inside her.

She slumped down against me, her bare tits mashed against my chest. She rested her head in the crook of my neck and planted soft kisses along my skin.

"I love you so much, Jason," she whispered.

Leaving her in Gotham was going to be one of the hardest things I had ever done, but I would always remember moments like this. I'd need them for what was to come.

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