More courtesy from Riddler

Barbara’s new bedroom had no windows so she had no sense of time. So instead of the sun or an alarm clock she was awoken by the creak of a door opening. She opened her eyes and saw the Riddler approaching her carrying a bowl in one hand his cane in the other. Some green clothes were slung over his shoulder.

“Good morning, Ms. Gordon. I got you some breakfast. It’s just granola, I hope you like it.” Riddler placed the bowl down on the bed.

“Thank you.” Barbara said instinctively. She pulled the blanket up over herself when she realized her breasts were exposed to the Riddler. “Has anyone solved your riddles yet?”

“No. If they have, you wouldn’t be here.”

“Right…” Barbara took a bite of the granola and noticed the clothes Riddler was carrying. “Are those for me?”

“Yes, I figured you’d want something to wear. These are my clothes.” Riddler put them down on the bed next to Barbara. “They might not fit you though. I’m a very skinny man.”

Barbara nodded and moved her blanket aside and grabbed the clothes. “Nygma, could you please leave me?”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t trust you on your own right now. My associates think I’ve been too soft on you. But, if it makes you feel better, just know that I won’t be leering at you.”

“Great…” Barbara dropped her blanket and picked up the shirt that was left for her. She put the green shirt on and it already felt like a bit of a tight fit in the back. Even so, Barbara tried to button it up. She was able to button it halfway up before it got uncomfortable. Despite that, it was nice to know that her breasts were covered now.

Barbara tossed the blankets to the side completely to expose her legs. As she began trying to put on the pants, Riddler noticed a moist spot on the sheets that was roughly between Barbara’s legs.

“What’s that?”

“I don’t know, the bed was like this when I got here.” Barbara did not want to tell Riddler that she had masturbated last night. The pants provided for her were a tight fit and she could not get them over her.

“Do you want me to help you with that?” Riddler reached forward.

“Don’t touch me. I’ll just go bottomless.” Barbara slid the tight pants off of her and gave them back to Riddler.

“Since there’s no way for you to escape, I’m willing to let you use your wheelchair to move around the building. Here, let me help you up.” Riddler extended a hand to her.

Barbara realized that Riddler had let his guard down considerably. If she wanted to now would be a perfect opportunity to escape.