Marisa wakes up in Bane's hands

Marisa woke up with a start in the underground room, surrounded by expensive artwork. She was lying on some modern art that was either a table-shaped mattress or a table made from a mattress. Bane stood next to her, holding her wrists down with one meaty hand as he unzipped her bodysuit down the front.

"What the fuck are you doing!?" she screamed and kicked at his head.

He didn't even flinch as her foot bounced off his head. "What do you think?" he said as he yanked her suit open, exposing her top half. His hand immediately started fondling her tits through her bra.

She kept kicking at him, trying to twist free but he was too strong. Even with her underwear enhancing her physical abilities, she couldn't stop him as he tore away the rest of her armor.

Bane rubbed her slit through her panties as she squealed...