Rents Batman for a night

"Yes, he is," Catwoman answered in an exhausted voice, seemingly catching her breath.

"Why the hell did you bring him here?"

"Don't worry about him, he's all **** out. I just need to ditch the cops. I'll go away once they cool off and disperse from the streets."

"Wait, are you telling me that you've managed to bring a passed out superhero to my gig?" she asked him

Batman stirred as his name was called upon, almost as if he knew when his name was called upon. Though the stirring wasn't enough to wake him from his ****-induced slumber. The male hung like a broken limb as she continued to converse with the female at the counter.

That lady got alerted seeing Batman stirring. But Catwoman was quick to act, she gently put her hand on Batman's face "Oh no no..there there..that's like a good boy..mommy's here..no need to worry..go back to sleep princess" she talked in a very soothing voice, just like a mother putting her child to sleep. The stirring hero fell silent the moment he heard Mommy's sweet cooing voice. It must've been quite the spectacle for the receptionist to not only witness the Batman but to be able to witness him at his most ****.

Catwoman and that lady exchanged a look afterward in a silent moment "That was nothing. I mean it. In fact, I believe the cops might have been gone by now. I think we should leave" she said getting up

"Oh wait wait.." The lady stopped her. "Why don't you leave Batman here for tonight."

"What do you want him for?" She asked curiously

"Well I have lots of high profile customers, who won't mind paying a hefty amount for spending a night with a hotshot like the Caped Crusader."

"Really?? I can only imagine who'd be foolish enough to mess with him."

"Well there are a lot of thrill-seeking idiots with tonnes of money lying around."

The honor to say they have fucked the Batman was very limited but tonight some are going to go above and get to have the caped crusader to themselves, to do as they see fit, to satisfy all their needs.

"I don't know, I mean I don't have anything else to do with him, but it still sounds a bit over the top. I am gonna pass on this offer" Catwoman said about picking Batman again.

"I will pay you fifty grand!" The lady said

"It's not a question of money, it's about my principles."

"A hundred!"

"Done!" Catwoman collected the cash and began leaving her office. "Don't try to remove his mask. He's got a little electro-shock mechanism there if anyone tries to do it. And here!" she said throwing her a bottle of chloroform "In case he comes to. Enjoy and goodbye!" she said exiting through the door.

Now that lady and Batman are just left there. She gazed at the sleeping beauty while taking out her phone and calling someone.

Batman lay there on the couch like a sack of potatoes being traded. It wasn't just Batman's body being traded, it was his legacy that was being traded.

This brothel was about to be the biggest in town, at least for tonight. The Batman was the prized jewel for all the partner seekers tonight. He was about to be auctioned off to the highest bidder for the night. Gotham was filled with sickos, who knows who or what the bat was going to end up for the night.