Conquest begins...

Five weeks later...

After thoroughly exploring everything the League of Assassins had to offer and planning the next steps in his conquest, Adam decided it was time to make the next move. It was time to claim Spoiler (Stephanie) as his own.

With his incredible strength and durability, along with all of the tools now at his disposal thanks to Talia's access, Adam figured Spoiler would not be much of a problem.

"Is everything ready?" Adam asked Talia, who was kneeling obediently between his legs with only a pair of high boots and a collar around her neck. After thoroughly abusing her holes and whipping her back in the past few weeks, the traumatized woman had become his willing servant. "I want that whore to be here by the end of the night."

"Yes," Talia responded as she continued stroking his hard cock, ensuring his erection did not fade. "All arrangements are in place, just as you ordered."

The sight of this once proud bitch serving him like an unimportant minion was truly satisfying, and his mind could not help but to wonder how Spoiler would look under him soon. It would surely be glorious. He could already picture it. That little piece of meat would no doubt open up his appetite for more and more conquests.

Adam pushed Talia off of him, then stood up and grabbed his jacket. "Then let's go, bitch."

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Later that night...

Adam was in an empty warehouse near a Gotham pier, tied against a beam. Talia, in a tight leather bodysuit with the front zipper between those ample breasts, was next to him on her laptop, keeping track of the various surveillance systems and **** drones she had deployed.

Suddenly, the screen on the laptop flickered before becoming fuzzy with static.

"What is--?" Talia started to say before noticing a figure emerging from the darkness of the warehouse's upper platform above.

Spoiler jumped down and landed right between Talia and the seemingly captured Adam. "So, yeah... I used our new ultra high tech thingy jammer on your crap... Probably won't work for a while. Or maybe ever... Sorry, not sorry."

"Ah..." Talia nodded as she calmly shut the laptop, then proceeded to take a couple steps back away from Spoiler. "Well played... for a lowly sidekick. If you even count as a sidekick."

The masked teenager rolled her eyes and folded her arms. "Hate to break it to you, psycho lady, but this sidekick totally just owned your face. And I don't care if you're like one of Batman's side chicks or whatever. I'm not gonna go easy on your old saggy ass."

Talia clenched her jaw, visibly irritated by the words that came out of the young blonde's mouth. "You will--"

"Ohhhh yeah," Spoiler interjected. "And one more thing... Your outfit is super cringe. Like... seriously? Are you auditioning for porn or what? No shame, though! At least that job won't land you in prison."

"Are you done, little girl?" Talia hissed back as she unsheathed the two knives hidden at the back of her waist.

The teenager chuckled while shaking her head. "Sure... I guess I've got time for some old lady bitch's temper tantrum."

Without further words exchanged, they charged at each other and began a fierce exchange. Talia slashed aggressively while Spoiler dodged nimbly, occasionally attempting to strike back with her staff.

Despite the assassin's superior skill and years of experience, she was struggling against Spoiler's youthful speed and athleticism. The **** Adam had been subjecting her to recently had definitely taken its toll on Talia's physical condition, even if it was slight enough to not be outwardly noticeable by anyone but herself and her conqueror.

Spoiler eventually saw an opening and struck Talia hard across the ribs, knocking the older woman backwards several steps and causing one of her knives to be dropped. Then with a sweeping motion, Spoiler used her staff to bring Talia crashing onto her knees.

"Had enough?" Spoiler taunted, pointing one end of the staff right between Talia's eyes. "Or do ya like being on your knees?"

"Actually," Adam said from right behind the teenager before grabbing her neck and effortlessly lifting her off the ground, causing her to gasp desperately as his powerful grip threatened to crush her airway. "She prefers being bent over a desk."

Talia got up, took the staff out of Spoiler's grasp, then smiled deviously as she ran the length of the stick along the blonde's inner thigh. "But we will find out if you enjoy being on your knees soon enough."

The young vigilante thrashed and tried to pry off Adam's fingers but it was no use. It wasn't long before she started to fade as oxygen to her lungs dwindled and her vision darkened.

..............................

Noises and thumping. Hazy darkness. More noises and thumping.

When Spoiler came to, she found her wrists and ankles shackled to four posts, keeping her on all fours. She also realized that there were two others in the same predicament to the left and right of her, both ****: Harley Quinn and Barbara Gordon. But that was not the strangest part.

Once enough of her wits returned, Stephanie realized what all that background commotion was.

Across the room, Talia was getting brutally pounded against a wall by Adam from behind. Her legs were dangling in midair, useless with no more strength to support any weight, and her arms held tightly behind her back by just one of his strong hands. She was drooling from her mouth and cumming nonstop on his merciless cock. Her body twitched each and every time he hammered his cock into her womb.

"What the..." Spoiler was at a lost for words as she stared at the disturbing and lewd display of raw power.

Then, Talia's head jerked back, her eyes rolled up so far that only the whites could be seen. She came one last time, her body spasming wildly and gushing, before Adam dropped her limp naked body on the concrete floor like a used rag.

Adam turned and smirked at the shocked expression of his new plaything. "You like seeing her humbled, don't you?"