A Party at Wayne Manor. The Family is united and shares Halloween Stories... But Horror isnt always bloody... somethimes it can be very arousing

Wednesday. Two days before Halloween.

Helen and Karen had both regretted what they had done after the event on Monday night and the fun they had had in their room afterwards. Maybe regret was the wrong word. Both had enjoyed it very much and yet they wondered if they had gone too far. However, it had the positive effect that their psyche had stabilized. They were relieved to feel that their thoughts had refocused, and they even went to school with new energy and motivation. But what they were looking forward to most was the evening at Wayne Manor. Bruce had invited everyone to a pre-Halloween party, as the younger members of the family wanted to go to their own parties on that special night. Bruce had also invited Clark and Lois this year. Normally there was hardly any contact between Bruce and the league, but Clark was the big exception. That might have been because the last two Kryptonians next to him both lived in Gotham. Both looked forward to seeing Clark and Lois again.

When Helen and Karen arrived at Wayne Manor, the building looked even creepier than usual. Alfred and the kids had spared no effort and turned Wayne Manor into a spooky horror landscape. There were graves everywhere and skeletons hanging from the trees on ropes. Small smoke throwers made sure that the ground was not to be seen. Helen and Karen, both huge Halloween fans, grinned over their ears as they walked down the wide driveway. Suddenly Helen almost collapsed because some joker had dug a hole and buried a foam mat in it. She laughed and smiled with amusement.

"As you'd expect from a Wayne," Karen grinned.

"Yes. I must be getting old." Helen laughed and knocked. When Alfred opened the door, the two women burst out laughing. They had never seen a better version of Frankenstein's monster than Alfred. The sprightly man smiled when he saw them.

Karen was wearing a snow-white nurse outfit made of latex that was cut rather short. She also wore a bloody outfit as make-up and there were traces of blood on her tits which the costume could hardly contain. She looked like the embodiment of a Brazzers porn star and grinned cheekily. She was fully aware of how she looked.

Helen, on the other hand, was wearing a skin-tight black rubber nun costume. The matching headgear made her look even more sultry than usual.

"Ladies. I see you have recognized the house's fashion preferences." He smiled and led them in. As they walked through the great halls of Wayne Manor, they saw that the mansion itself had been refurbished. Cobwebs hung from the ceilings and eerie torches lit the rooms.

"It must have taken forever to get all this in order," Helen marveled as Karen grinned at her.

"You never saw me clean up our place, did you?" she finally laughed as they entered the dining room where Bruce, Selina, Maven, Dick, Barbara, Kara, Holly, Jason, Lois and Clark were sitting. It was good to see the whole family again, even if it brought back bad memories for them. However, the two had undergone many therapies in this regard.

The dinner together developed wonderfully. While the elders sat together by the fireplace with a glass of wine, Dick, Barbara, Jason, Holly, Karen and Kara had retired into the garden. Although Karen was too old for the kids, she simply enjoyed their presence more than Bruce and Clark. It was just too weird for her to see her cousin again.

"I hope you don't mind me sitting here with you?" she asked as she sat down. She could imagine that Kara thought it was strange, after all she did too. However, the ice was quickly broken, and Barbara and Dick had a lot of fun telling scary stories. But most of them were rather amusing.

"What about you, Karen? You must know incredibly great stories? Or are our worlds not that different?" Barbara asked as she sat on Dick's lap.

"Oh. Our two worlds are completely different. First, I was never part of this family. On the contrary. I've clashed with Bruce more than once."

"Pah. As if Bruce was afraid of you!" laughed Jason and at the same moment Karen stood behind him, grabbed his neck and lifted him up. All attempts to free herself failed because Jason's kicks on her body were ineffective.

" Punk! I didn't like you in my world and the only reason I'm not putting you over my knee is because Kara tolerates you. But don't get carried away. You have no idea what a Kryptonian really can do if we absolutely have to." Karen said it in cold blood and then let him go. Jason, the hot shot, sped around and was about to strike when he looked into two glowing red eyes. None of these people had ever seen Karen like that. She stood before him like some Amazon of ancient legend. Bigger and more impressive than Wonder Woman, she stood there staring down at Jason. But Jason was not intimidated by this. As fast as lightning, at least for a human, he ducked down and gave a flawless kick against Karen's leg. Against a normal person such a surprising attack would have worked for sure, but Karen didn't even flinch. Jason bit his lips to avoid screaming out loud. The training at Batman was intense, but even there they didn't have to kick against a battle tank. And that's exactly what it felt like.

"Don't be too hard," Dick just said, and the next moment the people in the house saw Jason fly past the big window, crying out loud. Karen had a good aim and the cheeky rascal crashed into the pool over 100 meters away without hurting himself. Only Kara had been able to follow this movement of her twin.

"How was... it?" Kara asked when everyone had calmed down again. For a moment she wondered what it was like to command such powers and use them. In Gotham, it had been as good as it needed to be to use them.

"You mean in my world? More dangerous. ... but I can't tell you much about Gotham. We weren't exactly tolerated there. It was his domain." She said, looking at the mansion.

"I guess some things never change!" Barbara laughed.

"I hope they do! I hope they do." Karen said melancholy and sat down again. For a second a deep silence was all there was between them as Karen sighed. "You want to hear a scary story? But I must warn you. Not every scary story is full of monsters, horror and the like. Some start off pretty hot!"

Barbara was immediately thrilled and kissed Dick on the lips. "Why don't you tell us a story? Hot horror stories are the best anyway!" she grinned cheekily. She had noticed that Dick's dick was already hard in his pants anyway, but that could have been the reason why Karen's latex costume hardly left anything to the imagination.

"Well, it actually started very harmlessly. In our world Diana disappeared from the scene for a few days. None of us had any idea that Darkside had abducted her and brought her to Necropolis. There her mind was broken by the dark technology of the Tyrant and then completely rebuilt. When she returned, she was no longer the princess of the Amazons, but one of the Furies of Darkside. However, she did not really attack us, but infiltrated us all. She seduced Clark and ... mh... I don't know... that's maybe... pretty intense!" Karen tried to talk her way out, but Kara grinned broadly.

"We're not kids like Jason. Let me guess. The two of them screwed each other?" she grinned cheekily, and Barbara laughed out loud.

"She fucked his brains out?"

"As you can see, they don't care. They love it. But we'd all understand if it was bothering you?" Dick tried to save the situation.

"No... if you don't mind. Yes. Diana seduced Clark, and for months the two of them secretly had sex behind our backs. In the process, Darkside's control over Clark grew. Finally, Darkside came after us personally. But just as we were getting ready to kick his ass, the two of them stabbed us in the back. I don't remember how it happened... but we were overpowered."

"But you and Helen got away!" Dick said curiously.

"Yes. But that was lucky for us. Darkside had unleashed his anti-life formula on our world. Even the most powerful of us fell victim to this dark, sinister force. You must try to imagine it. Suddenly everything you think is good and important... suddenly becomes unimportant... The darkness reaches out to your mind, your thoughts, and your will. You realize suddenly how unimportant all this is... Everything you ever do or have done... it is just unimportant because nothing will ever improve this universe. And then there's Darkside... he offers you a way out... he distorts you... he twists you... You realize suddenly Darkside is right and that he is your god. All you want is to serve him. In every way possible. If he wants you to share his bed, you do it. If he asks you to kill your loved ones... you obey with joy. He is all you have left and all that you once cared for is fading against his commands. You are... a mindless... puppet," Karen said, barely able to stop a lascivious, lecherous groan. "I have seen it in many. I have seen noble, brave and indomitable heroes bend their knees before him."

She looked around and was fully aware of everyone's attention. But how could she explain to them that Karen and Helen had also been influenced by this power? That Karen's fate was to be a birthing machine for new generations of monsters. And much worse. How could she tell them that part of her wanted exactly that? Just the thought of it made her horny as hell. She felt a nice, promising heat between her legs. Since, unlike Kara, she didn't weaken her powers with kryptonite, she could hear the heartbeat of Jason standing nearby to listen. Maybe she should tell them a horror story that might seem horrible to anyone else but represented her most horny and alluring fantasy.

"If you like... I can describe what would have happened to our information if we had stayed there. But I warn you! This is not for the faint of heart. It's a dark, twisted world. Like a living hell! Something you have never experienced and hopefully never will!"

"I... would like to hear it." Kara said thoughtfully. "Maybe... someday it will repeat itself here!"

"Good. I warned you!" Karen grinned and closed her eyes. In her dreams she had experienced all this hundreds of times before and woke up in a sweat every time. But not from fear, but from desire.

"Imagine... you are in a dark, hellish world. All around you is death, suffering, hate and sex." She said meaningfully, and thanks to her heat vision, one lamp after another burned out, leaving only a small torch on the table. There was hardly anything left to see as dark clouds hid the moon. The atmosphere was more than suitable for an epic horror story.

Some of us were so unimportant to Darkside that he didn't even notice them. Black Canary, Flash, Green Arrow... they were packed and put in chambers. They fought back with all their might, but Superman and Wonder Woman walked alongside their new god. While Superman was Darkside's new adopted son and wore appropriate armor, Diana was wearing nothing but latex slip and a bra that pushed her breasts up but didn't cover them! She was chained to her master's side and she enjoyed personally turning her old friends into Para demons. Have you ever seen such beasts before? They are like a cross between humans and insects! Wings... Claws... Glowing eyes... and they still bear the features of the people they once were."

Karen's eyes glowed and this action came so suddenly that Barbara cried out in shock and then cleared her throat.

"But those were lucky! They were immediately destroyed and reborn as dark demons! Knowing nothing more than blood and hate, they pounced on all enemies of Darkside and tore friends and families to pieces. They came over our world that once protected them. We, who had special powers, however, would have been threatened with worse! Imagine... your mind wiped out... everything you believe in... disappears... and is replaced by the desire to serve... to obey... to submit! Your body betrays you. It cries out with desire whenever you follow an order. It's as if the best lovers are about to reward you for each time you serve Darkside or one of its dominatrixes. When you are put into tubes to be fertilized repeatedly. My fate would have been to spawn a mighty legion of monsters. Absolutely indispensable! No sooner had I given birth to one of these monsters would I have been impregnated again... by machines... that impregnate me repeatedly! Only released from the tube to serve. If my warden finds pleasure in humiliating me, using me or letting me get fucked by Para demons," she said, incredibly grateful that it was so dark. So, nobody could see how hard her nipples were. The latex costume would have mercilessly revealed just how horny she was. Just the thought that Helen would have pulled her out of one of those tubes and ordered her to get fucked by Para demons or to fuck Darkside herself made her shiver. Her treacherous mind imagined it all so detailed that she almost felt ice-cold steel bore into her cunt and pumped artificial sperm into her cunt. That she wore a mask that made her constantly horny. Chemicals flooded her body, rendering her will-less and compliant. That she could see through the glasses of the tube how Helen knelt in a dominatrix outfit in front of Darkside and showed him how well Karen served.

She could hear how shocked the three of them were by this performance. Kara remained frighteningly silent, but Barbara was not like that. She unleashed a distraught "curse."

Karen, however, had discovered something else. That little asshole Jason had a hard-on! He was standing on the sidelines listening. Apparently, he was quite aroused by the thought of a hot fuck mare with her physique. Thanks to her eyes Karen could see exactly how the pants of the youngster bulged out.

"Fortunately, you were spared this fate," Dick finally said.

"Yes. Fortunately. Maybe we should change the subject," Karen finally said and could not take her eyes off Jason's cock. She just wondered if Jason was one of those people who would willingly accept Darkside pervert power if he sent a fuck slave like Karen to him. If Karen would willingly and submissively stretch out on the floor in front of him in tight latex clothes and seduce him with lascivious promises.