Take Talia captive

"Ok, just because I'm a fan," Erin said. She glanced towards the slightly flushed Kate, then the markedly more flustered Talia. "Probably isn't fair to let her go around telling everyone who you are. What stuff have you got in that Batwoman suit of yours, tools, rope, cuffs... anything?"

Talia's eyes widened; a little 'friendship' encouraged her to hang around, even if she was still squirming, constantly shifting on the spot in a futile effort to maintain some of her modesty.

At Erin's words, meanwhile, the nude Kate crouched to reach for her outfit. She glanced around the street tentatively, silently hoping no one else walked in on this. Her cheeks burned at the feel of the cool night air against far, far too much of her skin, hyperaware of the streetlights around her.

Maybe...

She tugged on her utility belt, then carefully glancing up tried to lift up the suit, holding it to her chest. Erin's eyes narrowed, and Kate felt herself dropping it, mouth opening in a silent yelp as she once more bared everything to the woman's watching eyes. Hastilly she crossed an arm over her tits again, using the tool she'd salvaged for what little cover it offered.

"I've got a grappling hook," Kate said. "It has a rope."

"Nice," Erin said. "Guessing you're better at tying knots than me. Give us a sec."

She walked over the street, closer to Talia. The nude assassin shivered slightly; her cheeks reddened all the more as Erin looked her up and down, a smile toying at her lips.

Erin regarded her, thoughtful. Her power wasn't mind control, it was far too limited for that, but she'd figured out a few tricks. She couldn't just ask Talia to let herself be restrained; even her closest friend probably wouldn't be able to persuade herself to get naked without 'embarrassment' powers, let alone tied up naked. But...

"Want to help?" Erin said.

Talia glared, the intimidation factor hampered by the slight squeak that escaped her lips.

"See, Kate and I probably should take you captive so you're not free to tell everyone who she is," Erin said. "In light of that I think it'd be a lot of help if you could put your hands behind your back so she can tie you up with some nice, secure knot that even you can't get out of, and we can walk you down the street to a place of her choosing. Still naked of course, that's not going to change any time soon, and I bet people will love looking at you and those pretty boobs of yours. So could you put your hands behind your back for us?"

"Never," Talia said, her eyes getting wider and wider, her cheeks getting darker, with each word Erin said. Erin beamed.

"I hoped you'd say that," Erin said, and focused.

Kate watched, halfway between disturbed and amused, as Erin targetted some 'never' at Talia. One moment the assassin was still trying to cover up, the next she shrieked as she moved her arms back, obediently crossing her wrists in the perfect position to make restraining her easy.

Kate darted closer, needing to use both hands to separate the rope from the hook; she'd be happy if she could get back to covering up as soon as possible.

As mortifying as this situation was, she needed to prioritise. If this would ensure her name didn't get out...

Hastily she wrapped the rope around Talia's wrists, quickly tying one of the most secure knots she knew. It was hard to resist taking a quick peek lower at the assassin's ass though; who knew Talia had been hiding all that, each time they'd met?

Clearing her throat, Kate quickly tightened the knot. Talia whimpered. She only started tugging on her restraints after the better part of a minute, but by then she was stuck.

"Well this has been fun," Erin said. "Kate, lead the way to... wherever. You're the local Gotham expert."

Kate faltered. Shit, then there was that. Was she really meant to walk anywhere like this?!

She swallowed, glancing around the street again. There was no one here, and sure most people knew to keep Gotham's streets quiet at night, but that still meant certain types of people would be out. Certain types of people she really didn't want to get a look at her naked body.

She stayed behind Talia, cheeks flushing, using her rival's body for cover; one hand on the back of Talia's neck to ensure she couldn't get away, another on her bound wrists to make sure she didn't try to escape. She pressed herself close, cheeks colouring as her tits brushed the woman's back, reminding herself that at this way no one would see.

Erin whistled appreciatively, and she had to correct that thought. No one would see anything except her exposed ass. Cheeks burning, she started to push Talia forwards.

She bit her lip as they turned the corner, getting closer and closer to busier streets. She had to get to her building, there at least she had supplies, ways to maintain this. And clothes, if she could get away from Erin. Just don't show how embarrassed she was on the way, especially not in front of Talia.

Talia meanwhile was whimpering as she was pushed forwards, years of training feeling as though they'd deserted her when she couldn't focus on anything beyond her situation.

She felt the air against her bare cunt, her body standing straight with absolutely nothing hiding her most private areas from the leers of this city. She squirmed, squealing slightly as her back brushed against Kate.

She'd just come back to this city to get payback for what had happened after her capture, not... not this, definitely not this, not to be paraded nude through Gotham. She squealed, soon becoming aware of how her squirming made her tits shake.

The next corner they turned, there were people around. Talia yelped; Kate pressed closer against her back, angling the assassin so that she was facing them, ensuring they could see all of Talia and none of the flushing woman behind her.

Talia squirmed again, not sure what she'd do even if she could get free. Squealing, she stopped when she realised that was just drawing even more attention.

Residents of Gotham definitely weren't the type to help. They were enjoying the display too much.

Kate looked down, leaning her head against Talia's neck to try and hide her face. The last thing she needed now was to be recognised; not just leading a naked woman through the city, but being nude herself.

Carefully she stayed behind Talia. Thankfully the assassin was all too happy to take her urging to move faster.

Part of her almost enjoyed the prospect of the various phones snapping photos of her rival's humiliation; that vague, almost vindictive part of her quickly fled when she realised what that meant for when she got to the other side of the street. Once she passed them, they'd be able to see her ass!

Kate pushed, a little more frantically, hating the brief squeak she made as she tried to hurry on.

It was just two, mortifying blocks more because they made it to her building. Erin strode casually after them, refreshing the 'friendship' every few seconds, never taking her eyes off Kate's behind.

Once inside, Kate pushed Talia still, both stumbling up the stairs. Being inside was better, but she still wanted to get out of view of the large glass doors, and hopefully forget this had ever happened.

"Any other bondage gear?" Erin said, swiftly reminding Kate that it definitely wasn't over. "Guessing you'll want something sturdier to keep her tied up, while we work out what to do."

"You don't have a plan?" Kate said. She swallowed, steadying her voice.

"You are vastly overestimating how much forethought I put into this," Erin said. "You get the ropes. Talia, care to kneel?"

"I won't- ah!" Talia yelped.

A short burst of 'never' later and Talia's legs were bound, and the knotwork around her arms improved, all the while making sure nothing fun was covered. At least that way Kate's identity was secure.

When it was done she lay on the floor, on her side, scarlet-faced. Kate sat on a chair above her, arms crossed over her tits and legs pressed tightly together. Being home should have been more relaxing than being out on the street, and her breathing had steadied slightly, but she still longed for the chance to get dressed again.

Erin sat down opposite her, looking at the two women, one bound and one free. She beamed.

"Any ideas?" Erin said.