To find Poison Ivy

The Batmobile swerved in and out of traffic on the road towards Arkham Asylum, 'Ivy knows what the pheromone does, and she'll tell me one way or another.' When Batman finished his thought his mind roamed to breaking Ivy in the same way he did Vicki, or Harley, or Diana. He thought about how he could torture her for all the cases of blue balls over the years, all the times she used her mind control on him, 'I'll give the slut a taste of her own medicine.'

The Batmobile shot straight through the gates of the Asylum, breaking the gate as it burst past, 'I'll buy a new one.' Batman drove off the main path to a hidden alcove under the bridge to the asylum proper, 'I can sneak in through the passage way,' Batman built a small passage way into or out of Arkham after a prison riot had him trapped in with multiple civilians needing to be protected. Batman walked toward the entrance after cloaking the bat mobile, Batman used his key and electronic card to open the passage way.

Batman snuck through the facility avoiding detection by the guards and inmates, 'Ivy will be kept in her special containment facility.' Batman snuck toward her and could practically smell her scent, feel her skin under his touch, hear her sighs, moans, and begging. 'Oh, I can already feel how well this is gonna go,' Batman thought, only half sarcastically.

Once Batman found his way to Ivy's special chamber he could hear a woman's moaning, 'Either my mind is getting more Imaginative or I'm dropping in on Ivy at exactly the right time.' Both were true as Batman would soon discover opening the door to Ivy's personal prison.

Ivy was stretched out on a bed of roses, her back arched as her hands traveled up and down her body. She groped at her breasts, teasing her nipples, and played with her clit. Ivy threw her hair around as she felt her end approaching only for Batman to make his presence known, "I'm not interrupting anything am I?"

Ivy sat up like she had been shot by a bolt of lighting, "Batman," she gasped as her green-tinted cheeks flushed red. Ivy wiggled on her bed as Batman approached, trying to calm her breathing, "You're brave coming in her without protection, Batman," Ivy tried to sound threatening, but Batman couldn't help but think about how adorable her attempt was.

"Ivy, you're going to tell me everything you know about the pheromone," Batman said continuing to move towards the flustered woman, "and if you're a good girl, I may even help you out with your current predicament."

Ivy scowled as she stood, giving Batman full view of her body, and said, "I don't think I'll have any problem getting your help." Ivy walked right up to Batman, she smelled like strawberries, and threw some of her mind control pheromones in his face, "Now fuck me."

Batman wrapped a hand around Ivy's throat and thought, 'I'm going to enjoy breaking this bitch in, but I need to hold on a little bit longer.'

Ivy's eyes went from lustful to worried, "I said fuck me." Ivy brought a hand up to Batman's arm and squirmed under his gaze.

"Ok Ivy," Batman said moving Ivy back to her bed and pinning her down, "but after I'm done with you, you're going to tell me everything." At this point Ivy realized that the pheromones Batman emitted effected her as well.

"Wait, Batman, it'll, it'll break my mind," Ivy panted as she writhed.

"Ok then Ivy," Batman said, "The choice is your's, I can either fuck you and then interrogate you, but you run the risk of becoming my new little fuck toy, or you can tell me everything now and deny yourself, choose, now."