SEL Chapter 33

It seems smarter to just observe for now.

“Any idea who she is?” Steph asks.

Selina licks her lips, looking quite content as she leans on the low stone wall. “Some bigshot at Wayne Enterprises,” she purrs.

Steph keeps her eyes on Selina’s face and off the provocative curve of her back. Just like the female form, Selina’s aura of perfect physical grace speaks to Steph in a way that she’s not used to or comfortable with.

Steph focuses on the Spider. She’s straddling Faye’s head with her package inches from her face. Faye looks **** while the Spider calmly trails her paddle along the curves of Faye’s body.

Wait. Wait. Wait.

Steph looks sharply at Selina. “Wayne Enterprises? Which bigshot is she?”

“She’s pretty. Japanese, I guess. Eiko knows her. She seems pretty uptight in the real world, but you can see she has a wild side. I think she’s married.”

Holy shit. If that’s who Steph thinks it is, she isn’t just married, she’s married to someone running for mayor. She sighs deeply.

Selina’s eyes twinkle with curiosity. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m about to become important at work and it’s gonna ruin my life,” Steph moans.

“Can’t you just have some fun?”

“This is fun for you?”

“Are you kidding?” Selina’s smile is open and genuine. She is not kidding.

Steph’s head is reeling, but she can’t help but be impressed. Selina is so comfortable with who she is. Meanwhile, Steph changes costumes, partners, and cities so often that she can’t even remember where her socks are.

“Watching a dom who is also a thief bullying this poor girl who has no self-esteem is your thing?” Steph asks.

“I’ll take anything spicy. I have some other spots I can show you. There’s this one redhead that lives downtown who’s an early Seed victim. She’s a personal trainer…”

“I get it. Wow. Catwoman, voyeur. Who knew?”

“He knew. He’d always chase me away from the good spots.”

“And you let him catch you.”

“Sometimes. She always does this. She makes this girl cum without touching her dick, then berates her for cumming and punishes her and stuff and that just gets her even hotter. She loves it,” Selina assures Steph. “It’s crazy.”

“You are just as happy as can be to be out here in the cold, watching people have sex.”

“Well, one thing could make it more fun.” Selina turns around. With her back to the view, she leans and leers at Steph.

Steph’s mask can’t completely hide her mouth dropping open. “Selina!”

“Where’s the judgment coming from? I’m not the one walking around like that.”

Steph looks down in annoyance. She’s hard, but her costume does a good job keeping it under control. Or so she thought. She shifts uncomfortably.

“You’re the one flirting on a rooftop in the middle of the night.”

“Sweetheart, flirting on rooftops in the middle of the night is what I live for,” Selina replies, sauntering over. “You got what you wanted.” She gestures at the view. “What about what I want?”

The Spider has done away with her paddle. She rips away Faye’s lingerie, ruining it. Faye’s cock is as wet as her thighs as big drops of precum roll down it.

Steph is having trouble with focus. She swallows nervously.

Selina smirks. “Make yourself useful or don’t. See if I care,” she says with a little laugh as she takes off her golden belt and lets it fall. Like Steph, Barbara, and the others, Selina has graduated to wearing a costume with an upper and a lower instead of a bodysuit. With total confidence, she pulls down her tights just enough to uncover her rear end. She leans on the wall again, her bottom pointedly presented to Steph as she enjoys the show.

“You’re crazy.”

“People in costumes on roofs calling each other crazy. Spare me. Why are you talking when you could be using that tongue for something helpful?”

“If you’re a cat, lick yourself.”

Selina’s attention is on what’s happening across the street. “Ooh. I’ll bet that feels interesting.”

The Spider has freed Faye and is now tightly binding her chest with white ropes. It doesn’t look very comfortable; Faye’s soft flesh bulges between the taut lines.

Steph is sweating and her heart is pounding. She can’t think straight with this going on and Selina mooning her. Ridiculous. But Selina has a point; it’s no more ridiculous than dressing up as a bat and punching muggers.

Grumbling, Steph frees her cock and approaches.

“I’ll do this. But not because you told me to,” she says, blushing.

“Naturally.” Selina’s already touching herself, but she wiggles her behind invitingly.

Steph’s hesitant fingers find her hot, smooth, and ready.

“Mmm,” Selina says at Steph’s touch. “First time?”

“No,” Steph retorts defensively. “I just don’t have a lot of experience with women.”

“Too bad.”

“I’m working on it.”

“I can help you.”

“I thought you wanted my help,” Steph says, guiding her cock. She lets Selina feel the head against her lips, but goes no farther. “Right?”

“Look at you. Fast learner.”

Not the reaction that Steph had hoped for. This would work better if Selina didn’t have her hands free to take care of herself.

“Whatever,” Steph says, and enters her.

“Mmmm.” Selina’s back arches a little, and she rocks softly with Steph’s movements.

Across the street, the Spider sits on the bed as Faye kisses her thigh.

In front of Steph, Selina’s lithe body moves rhythmically in the meager moonlight.

Steph’s gloved hands are on Selina’s hips, but all she feels is the heat of her insides.

The Spider ties Faye’s hands behind her back. Bound and kneeling, Faye gags on the Spider’s cock while her own sprays cum all over the floor of her bedroom without a single touch.

Steph keeps looking down at Selina. She has sped up unconsciously, and Selina’s luscious ass bounces on each thrust. Steph is irrationally pissed about her costume. It’s sturdy and constraining. She wants to feel skin.

“Not bad,” Selina purrs. She bites one thumb while the other touches herself.

Faye has found herself facedown in her puddle of jizz. She’s already hard again and pleading for more as the Spider places a spiked heel on her bare back. Ruthlessly, the Spider paddles Faye’s plump ass until it’s red and tender.

Selina only seems to get tighter and wetter. Her hips are more insistent as she pushes back.

Steph realizes how carried away she is. Panicked, she pulls out just in time to explode on Selina’s perfect skin. Selina drops her head with a grunt, and her lower half shakes as she brings herself off. Semen rolls down Selina’s quivering cheeks. That makes something clench weirdly in her cock, and more cum drools out onto the rooftop. She wobbles and hurriedly crams it back in her costume.

Breathing hard, Selina looks over her shoulder at Steph, then at the mess on her bare skin.

“Sorry,” Steph pants.

“Show’s over anyway.” Selina looks satisfied as she tugs up her tights and grabs her belt.

Across the street, Faye Darcy is naked on the floor of her bedroom. Her cum is smeared everywhere, yet she’s still jerking off enthusiastically. The Spider has her coat back on and is leaving.

“She didn’t take anything,” Steph says, still winded.

“She must still be working this one.”

Steph gazes across the street at the small figure in the bright penthouse. When she looks up, Selina is gone. It’s time to get to work.

Talk to Faye Darcy?

Or follow the Spider?