Poison Ivy

Being Robin was really starting to become a problem in Dick’s life. Bruce was becoming more and more controlling as time went on, not helped by Dick doing more and more to assert his own place in the heroic world beyond being the Bat’s sidekick, and sneaking around to spend time with his slut was becoming even harder than it was before. In the three weeks it had been since he had educated Talia Al Ghul he had only been able to spend two and a half nights with Diana, the half day being when he was called by Batman to help with a riot in Gotham.

Now this would normally not be an issue to Dick, he was more than capable of going a few weeks without getting laid, but not only was Diana falling deeper and deeper into nymphomania but she had asked him to keep taking Poison Ivy’s hormone/pheromone/aphrodisiac **** so that when they did meet up he would have more sexual stamina and able to produce more cum. Which was very fun when he was fucking her, but not so much when he continued to produce when their time was over and a few days after. The intensity of the blue balls he kept getting was brutal.

He really needed to become his own hero with his own city and most importantly own place.

But if he was going to leave Gotham and Batman he would lose a lot of his ability to track and monitor crime seeing as Bruce’s network was only accessible through the Batcave or if you were the one wearing the cowl. He would need an eye and ear in the criminal world, someone who could keep him updated on the big things at least. Talia wouldn’t work, she didn’t give a shit about things outside the League of Shadows and Batman even before he had turned her into a budding nursemaid and landlady for his conquests.

...Well he was one to always make the most of any asset he could get his hands on, and Ivy’s **** would no doubt be useful as fuck so he guessed that the redheaded seductress was the next lucky girl that would be educated.

Unfortunately for the world at large and Gotham in particular Poison Ivy had broken out of Arkham Asylum in an outbreak kicked off by the Joker shortly after she was captured by Batman and Robin. This of course also **** Robin to rework his plan from setting up a slow methodical conditioning to make Ivy develop a god complex centered around himself to something more… crass. He created a large quantity of an unkeyed version of Ivy’s ****- he was so far unable to figure out how to key it to himself, something to get the woman herself to do after she began to serve him- and focused his efforts in tracking the green woman down while his mentor tracked Joker.

As luck would have it the two Gotham heroes located the villains on the same night and because Batman hated leaving any kind of issue alone for any amount of time told Dick to go and deal with the lone Ivy while he took Barbara as Batgirl to take down Joker and his gang. Dick couldn’t have asked for a better outcome and hiding his glee quickly agreed.

That night Dick sent a message to Diana on a secure text line that he had made sure his mentor couldn’t get into telling her to meet him at where he had found Ivy’s base. As he had expected to he arrived before his slut did and made his way around the small building that his research showed Ivy had turned into a makeshift greenhouse looking for an intact vent to hook up his unkeyed **** to. His plan was simple, use the **** to send Ivy into a horny frenzy before he made his appearance while wearing a more concentrated version of the ****. If things went well the moment she saw him she would either throw herself at him in sexual desperation or will try and make a deal with him in exchange for some relief. If things didn’t go as he hoped, well that was why he had called in Diana. He’d fight Ivy off until his Amazon got there, they’d pin and bind Ivy, and he’d fuck the two gorgeous women there and then. Easy.

Twenty minutes after hooking up the aphrodisiac canister to the building’s ventilation system Dick sprayed a few bit from a separate container on himself and made his way inside the villainess’s temporary base with all the stealth he would use if he was actually trying to take her down like he did most criminals. He found Ivy in the center of the building where she had broken down all non-load barring walls and several floors to create a large open space for her collage of fauna. ‘Jackpot.’ He thought smugly, Ivy was completely nude, her green tinged skin and sinful body completely bared for him to admire while her hands busied themselves rubbing one of her large tits and finger fucking her bald pussy.

A small lustful smirk on his lips Dick stalked through the room’s shadows toward the soon to be slut with his cock already beginning to harden in his tights a powerful taser in one hand. “Did I come at a bad time?” He asked the masterbating redhead mockingly.

Showcasing that despite her rapid rise in infamy and how dangerous Batman and the whole of Gotham considered her she was still quite new to the world of villainy and dealing with heroes Ivy shrieked and well off of the large vines she was using as a lounging throne onto the floor. From her rather humiliating position the botanist looked up at the teen with a look of shock and barely contained desire. “R-robin.” She gasped, breathless from her recent ministrations.

“Surrender Ivy, and I’ll let you get some clothes before I haul you back to Arkham.” He said in what he hoped sounded like a serious and commanding tone, doing his utmost to hide his own lust at the sight he had created. If she thought they were on an even slightly even field he’d have a much harder time educating her.

Had she been in her right mind Ivy would have mocked the young hero and sent her numerous vines to attack and bind him, but as she was now all she could think about was the almost painful loss of her fingers on her body and her animalistic desire to replace them with something stronger, better, more sensual. “How about instead we make a bet?” She panted. At Robin’s raised brow she continued, “If you win I’ll stay in Arkham as a perfect patient for a whole year before even beginning to come up with a way out, I won’t even take advantage of other breakouts like this time.” She offered.

“What are the stakes? And what happens if I lose?” Dick asked even though he was already pretty sure he knew the answer to both of those questions.

“We fuck here and now, whoever can go for the most rounds wins. If you lose, I take your mask and cloths and use you as bait to trap the Bat.” She offered, her breathing still deep with arousal.

Dick smiled, “Deal.” He said simply and with quick practiced movements undid his utility belt and pushed down his padded tights just enough to fish out his erect cock with one hand, the other snapping out to grab Ivy by her almost crimson locks and pull her toward him. For a brief second it looked like the woman was going to say something in protest to his rough treatment but whatever she might have said was cut off as he unceremoniously shoved several inches of his namesake past her pouty lips and into her throat.

Ivy’s jaw stretches wide, like some sort of big snake, and she takes him right down her throat as Dick’s cock has to bend in order to continue its way into her esophagus, and then down into her gullet. To her credit, Ivy handles this with amazing aplomb, even as his balls come to a rest on her chin and his pelvis grinds against her flaring nostrils.

She doesn’t ****, she doesn’t gag, she doesn’t gurgle. She swallows, and Dick can’t help but wonder just how many men the botanist had seduced and fucked before he came along, because really, the way she’s handling his member in such a compromised position speaks to PLENTY of experience. Her throat convulses and squeezes down around Dick’s massive meat log as she swallows his length and easily deep throats his member like a champ. If Dick had known that she had only sucked one much smaller cock before that night he would have gone into a temporary state of shock.

Needing more, wanting more, Dick bends down and pinches and pulls at Ivy’s nipples, elongating her gorgeous breasts out from her body, all while he thrusts forward with his crotch, beginning to fuck the villainess red head’s face, right then and there. As he speeds up the pace and truly starts to give it to her, roughly skull-fucking the needy femme fatale, Ivy does begin to break. She can’t keep it up forever, no matter how much she wanted to come out victorious in there little bet. She might have been able to play as the experienced seductress since she got her powers, but deep down she was still the barely experienced shut in she had been before her accident.

“You’re enjoying this aren’t you Ivy? All that pomp and flair you try and give off with that fetishwear you pass off as a costume and your seductive queen act was all for taunting people until one was wound up enough that they fuck you like the slut you are isn’t it?” He mocked the beauty.

Of course, in her current circumstances, it’s not like Ivy can talk back, or even try to deny what the young hero was saying. All that the older woman can do is take it as he thrusts in and out of her throat, pounding away at her esophagus with his sizable cock. Fucking her face with wild abandon, he forces her up and down his member, even as her more than sizable rack bounces and jiggles beneath her.

Once he had a good pace going, Robin began to give more attention to his newest toy’s chest, fondling and groping and squeezing her tits one after the other, even as she bobs up and down on his knob. Groaning most happily, the young man throws his head back in ecstasy… Ivy’s lips feel like heaven around the base of his dick, even as her throat convulses again and again as he shoves his way down into her gullet.

With one final grunt, the stud begins to cum, not offering the red-haired slut gobbling down his cock any further warning. Ivy’s glistening green eyes went wide and her cheeks ballooned outward, bulging with Robin’s seed as it in turn explodes out of her nostrils and the sides of her mouth, making an absolute MESS of her lower face. More than a fair bit of it drips off and down onto the floor between them both, even as Robin holds Ivy close to his crotch, while she in turn flailed and choked on his large cock, trying her best to swallow down what she can of his load, but ultimately failing.

When he pulls back and lets her drop off his member and gasp for air, Robin hums, slowly circling around the still **** older woman.

He didn’t say anything, didn’t give her any mocking look or make a teasing gesture. There was no need. They both knew that Robin was winning their little ‘bet’. He had just taken Ivy by her hair and used her face as a dumping ground for his sperm and she hadn’t even tried to take some kind of command, if anything she seemed to fall into his actions and encourage them. If she wasn’t able to pull herself together she was going to lose without even putting up a real challenge. If she even wanted to.

Robin grabbed Ivy by her hips having circled back around behind her, and plants his still erect cock right between her ass cheeks, hot-dogging the gorgeous red haired metat’s bubble butt quite happily. He wanted to jump right into the next act, wanted to fuck her like he did Diana, but he waited. He wanted Ivy to be fully cognizant, fully aware of what he was and wasn’t doing, he wanted her to ask for it. Slowly, Ivy’s breathing evened out, her gasping and rasping for air turning into slow, heaving panting breaths. Eventually, she shudders and wiggles her ass back towards his cock, still somewhat at a ninety-degree angle even now, her bubble butt jutting out in his direction.

“What are you waiting for your beast dicked bastard? Fuck me already!”

Robin hummed at that, running his cock along her ass crack, his lubed-up prick coated in her saliva and remnants of his seed making a mess of her backside.

“If you insist.”

Then he pulls back… and shoves his cock right into her ass, filling her bowels with his sizable dick and splitting Ivy open on his member. It’s obvious right from the start based on sheer tightness and her reaction that the plant woman has never had anal before. That surprised Robin given her body type and seeming sexual confidence, but in the end, he supposes it doesn’t really matter. Of course, Ivy clearly thinks it does.

“T-THAT’S THE WRONG H-HOLE!” She yelled in shock yet strangely lacking any note of objection.

Robin just laughs, leaning into Ivy’s curvaceous form, and wrapping his arms around her body to grab and grope at her tits. He squeezes them nice and hard, practically mauling her rack as he fucks her ass with deep, penetrating thrusts.

“You didn’t specify which hole I should fuck… so I chose this one. And from my point of view, it was the right choice. You’re a tight little anal slut, aren’t you Ivy?”

The femme fatale shudders at that, her cries of protest already quieting down as she begins to accept the pain laced pleasure she was feeling. Whimpering and moaning and mewling, the once-proud villainess is soon orgasming from getting butt fucked. It was of course just a guess on Robin’s part, but it seems he was right… Ivy WAS an anal slut.

Of course that wasn’t why he chose to fuck her ass. He had ready over Ivy’s medical files, her genetic alterations had made her virtually impossible to impregnate and her healing factor took away bruises within hours. Yet the hero still wanted to mark her, so he would have to be a bit more creative with her. Stretching out her ass for a while was a start. No matter the reason, Pamela Isley is soon finding a whole new realm of pleasure in getting ass fucked by Robin’s big fat rod. Having him buried in her bowels had hurt so much at first, but in no time at all, it’s gone from pain to pleasure… and a whole lot more of it than she can deal with at that.

“You’re getting close, aren’t you? Go on then… say it. Shout it to the rooftops when it happens.”

He pinches and pulls at her nipples, elongating her tits away from her body while continuing to thrust into her bowels… and Ivy does as she’s told.

“I’M CUUUUUMMIIIIIING!!!”

“It seems I am late to the party Master.” A new voice spoke up as the echo of Ivy’s orgasmic cry began to die. It seemed that the Champion of Women had finally arrived.

With a broad smile Robin let go of Ivy and pulled out of her still spasming cunt, leaving the woman to fall down to the dirt of her makeshift greenhouse to instead approach his loyal and currently favorite slut. Granted she was also currently his ONLY slut but still. “How could a party be ending with you just arriving?” He asked rhetorically with a laugh, reaching out to grab her bare thighs just below her costume. “I just finished fucking her ass if you want to taste it on my cock?” He offered the princess who licked her lips.

“You could fuck a hundred asses and I’d still want to taste your cock Master. If you desired.” She promised him even as she began to drop to her knees in front of his swollen member. He hadn’t finished in Ivy’s ass though he had gotten close.

Ivy herself was watching in humiliation and hurt as the man who had taken her last virginity and gave her so much pleasure so readily dropped her like a cheap broken toy in favor of another woman. A woman who he clearly thought far more highly of than her, a woman that she thought was just as if not even more beautiful than her, a woman who was now giving him less than she had. It was degrading, humiliating, infuriating, arousing.

Dick didn’t last long under the familiar, skilled and practiced tounge of the Amazon princess, more due to the **** still pulsing through his body and just how close he had been to finishing a second time inside of Ivy than anything else. Only a little more than two minutes passed before he was cumming into Diana’s mouth while her hand furiously glided up and down the majority of his length to cox out as much of her favorite treat as she could. With a deep sigh Dick muttered out a commands, making sure Ivy didn’t hear him. “She’s pretty much broken but I don’t want any chances. For the next hour or two I want you to have your lasso around her and instructing her on exactly what she is while I work off the **** in my system using her holes. And make sure you tell her she’s mine first and foremost. I plan on making her your first sister under my command. She can date and fuck other women but she and whoever she brings to her bed are my sluts first before they are anyone else’s.” He ordered getting an eager nod in return.

Her first new Sister! Oh next time the green woman gets out of Arkham is going to be so much fun! ‘As is this time.’ The nymphomaniac thought sulterly, already gazing at Ivy’s recovering form with unbridled lust. ‘Very fun~’.