The Idiots, and they are sent messages...

Despite the fact that it was a Saturday, Chase was dressed in a perfect suit. She did ‘let her hair down’ a bit in that she took off her jacket and she was wearing her ‘special’ underwear today. She had to admit, the slippery cups of the corset felt really good on her nipples and the rubber panties were divine against her shaved pussy.

“I’ll tie you up with phone cords,” Chase sang the lines from the song she had danced to last night, “We’ll play whips and nipple clips and candle wax!”

It had been a techno dance remix of the musical, and the kinky lyrics had resonated with the fetishists on the dance floor. There was a ring of the buzzer system. A client was on their way up. Chase looked over at her note, her ten thirty was a court assigned anger management case with mother abandonment issues… She had a feeling that she needed a fresh approach with this young lady, maybe a little hypnosis.

*

Lois walked in to find her husband standing in the living room holding the remote to the TV in one hand, but looking at his phone in the other… He had stopped mid step and was focused entirely on the phone.

“Smallville, what are you watching?” Lois asked.

“I ah… Nothing,” Clark said.

“Let me see,” Lois tried to reach for the phone.

Clark started moving his hand at superspeed to keep Lois from grabbing it.

“You are going to break the phone like that,” Lois put her hands on her hips and glared at him, “And you are being childish!”

“Sorry it is just…” Clark said sheepishly.

“Don’t make me spank you Smallville!” Lois said holding out her hand.

Somehow that sounded appealing to Clark, and he turned to hand his phone over to his wife. She was gorgeous just wearing a Metropolis Gynoids T-Shirt, black vinyl leggings, and light makeup. Clark put the special Justice League smart phone in his wife’s out stretched hand. Looked down at the screen and saw that it was locked. Lois swiped her husband’s unlock doodle onto the screen and saw that it was a video that had just finished. Lois tapped the replay icon and watched… The video showed the Batman land next to the man on the roof and the video showed the man panic, run into the supports of the water tower and then into the others knocking himself out cold.

“Oh my….” Lois broke out laughing, even doubling over cackling at the video, “Ho….how….?”

Clark took back the phone and rolled his eyes.

“It seems that the reports of Batman’s Excessive **** usage might be exaggerated a bit,” Clark said.

Lois couldn’t respond as she was gasping for breath since she was laughing so hard.

“Lois, this isn’t that funny,” Clark tried to say.

Lois went down to the floor laughing.

“Have we been joker gassed?” Clark took off his glasses and started to stare into space around him scanning the microscopic.

“Too…. Funn… nny…” Lois cackled.

Clarke’s personal phone started to ring.

“Clark Kent,” Clark said answering the Wayne Tec phone that Alfred had given him for his birthday, “Kara, yes, I was just watching that video too… Ah… I think that someone released Joker Gas in my building… That noise is Lois rolling on the floor, yes, actually rolling on the floor laughing. Who ordered that? You don’t know… Kara… Kara… Ah, I should have known that it was those two. Tell Carter and Kord that I want a word with them. Hold on…”

Clark pulled his phone from his ear and looked the incoming call.

“I will call you back Kara,” Clark said before switching calls, “Yes Diana, I saw the video…. That would be Lois laughing on the floor, I think someone released Joker Gas in the building… Diana, Diana… Did someone release Joker Gas into your brownstone? Diana, this isn’t funny. Carter and Kord are sending spies into Gotham. Videos of Batman at work might get leaked now… What do you think he is going to do when he finds those spies and when he finds out who hired said spies?”

*

“So here I am chained to the table in The Batman’s secret interrogation dungeon after a rough night of questioning,” Selina Monologed from the Bruce’s bed as he poured two cups of coffee, “What will he do to the helpless spy to get her to reveal who hired her?”

Bruce rolled his eyes as he poured the fancy cream into Selina’s Coffee cup, and stirred. He took out the spoon and put it on the cart before grabbing his own cup and went to give Selina her cup.

“It was either A, Blue Beetle, B; Booster Gold or C, both of those idiots,” Bruce said as he walked towards the bed, “I am going with C. Both of those idiots.”

“Got it on the first try,” Selina grinned as she took the coffee cup, “I might need some more time in your Orgasmatron to break me before you release me Dark Knight.”

Bruce glared at Selina for a long moment before arching an eyebrow.

“That is the pleasure box from Barbarella, used in the movie staring Jane Fonda, right?” Bruce asked.

“Yep,” Selina said as she tossed back the sheets and then running her free hand up and down her latex thigh highs, garter belt, and cupless corset, “But I am thinking you drawn towards Rubberellas personally.”

*

“I dread to think of what psychological and physical tortures he will use on them,” Clark shook his head, “Not to mention what he plans on doing to Carter and Kords…”

Lois stop laughing for a moment.

“Carter and Kord? Booster and Beatle? Holy…” Lois rolled back over laughing even harder.

“I swear there has to be Joker gas in the building,” Clark said, “Look Diana, I will call you back.”

Clark hung up the phone and opened the window. He looked around and then picked up his wife and zipped up to the roof holding her in his arms.

“Clark, there was no Joker Gas,” Lois said calming down, “Damn, it’s cold out to day! Clark it was just that damn funny. I know everyone walks on egg shells around Bats, but you have to admit, it was funny as fuck! Old Grumpy Bat lands and before he has a chance to start his ‘I am vengeance…’ monologue, the guy knocked himself out like he was trying out for the Three Stooges.”

“Still the distrust,” Clark said.

“Stop walking on eggshells with him,” Lois said, “He clearly has thicker skin than that. It’s not like you guys don’t appear on the news anyway. And everyone knows he doesn’t have a funny bone which makes him the perfect straight man in this act. Knowing the bat, he would just walk over the guy and go after the rest of the **** dealer gang. And if he did have even the slightest bit of humor or ‘unprofessionalism’, he would have called the guy an idiot and then walked over him.”

“Still, to send someone into Gotham…” Clark said.

“Oh right, Bats is going to put notes on the pillows of Mike and Ted to fuck with them and wait until the next Christmas and run a video of their bloopers for the year at the Watch Tower Christmas party that you refuse to admit happens,” Lois booped her husband on the nose with a finger, “Now lets get back inside, Karen and Jimmy should be over shortly for lunch.”

*

“So what are you going to do about the idiots?” Dick asked as Bruce walked into the kitchen with Selina.

“Booster and Beatle?” Bruce asked, “I want you and Tim to use the back doors in the Transporter networks to sneak in and put horse heads on their pillows while I am on a red carpet tonight.”

Alfred looked at Bruce with a raised eyebrow.

“You don’t mean actual horse heads, right?” Tim asked.

“Of course not,” Bruce rolled his eyes then gestured toward Dick and Tim, “You know these two bought a dozen fake ones to screw with you when we took the pictures for the Christmas Cards, I am sure they can part with two to mess with Booster and Beatle.”

“What do you think?” Tim turned to Dick, “Who gets the Unicorn?”

“Beatle, Booster gets the rainbow main,” Dick said.

“Speaking of tonight’s red carpet, will Miss Kyle be your guest?” Alfred asked.

“I already have tickets,” Selina said, “But I had an idea for Bruce’s naughty rep.”

“This I have to hear,” Dick said.

“Alfred drives Bruce and the Doctor down, I show up separate… partway throw I steal Bruce from Chase, then Chase confronts me and we go home together leaving Bruce to be picked up by Alfred,” Selina teased.

“Since you are now into making home movies,” Dick said raising his hand, “Can I get a video of that after party?”

“Master Dick, what would Barbara think of that?” Alfred snipped.

“She is the one that has been on a kick of girl on girl and two girls double teaming a guy pornos lately,” Dick shrugged, “She might want to see it more than I do.”

“Sorry boy blunder,” Selina stuck her tongue out for a second, “I don’t make those kinds of films, but I am sure someone has plenty of videos of me down stairs.”

Bruce turned and looked at Selina.

“Sorry handsome, as cute as you are in a Tuxedo, we have kinks for men in Rubber Bat costumes…” Selina giggled.

Tim’s phone chirped. Tim pulled it out and looked at it.

“Has the WNBA gotten any better since they let Amazons into the league?” Tim asked.

“Well they have a half a chance of dunking,” Dick said, “But besides being tall eye candy, they haven’t really picked up on the sport yet.”

“Why do you ask?” Alfred asked.

“Steph and her mom invited Cassie and me to watch the Metropolis Gynoids play the Themyscira exhibition team,” Tim said.

“Where is Cass?” Bruce asked looking around.

“Miss Cassandra is outside,” Alfred said.

Bruce looked outside to see his adopted daughter standing in driveway looking around.

“Anyone know what she is doing?” Bruce asked.

“She said something about ‘reading winds’ when she grabbed her jacket,” Dick said.

*

Chase looked at the door to her practice with an arched eyebrow. She was supposed to have an hour and half for lunch before her next patient. When the office on the ground floor checked someone in or unlocked the elevator for their offices, there was a buzz on the phones in the practice’s offices.

“Oh hello, I thought you would be out for lunch,” Katherine said.

Chase smiled at her partner.

“I am, I brought sandwiches and ‘homework’ for the time in between my clients,” Chase said as she spied the package in Katherine’s hand, “Is that another delivery from Marque S?”

Katherine’s face turned beet red. Katherine had had the box under her arm as she came in wedged between her ribs and her biceps along with her wool great coat. Katherine came into the office waiting room and put her coat on a couch while keeping the box in her hand.

“No, not another delivery,” Katherine said, “So, I decided to check them out myself… That was such a nicely made outfit, I wanted to see what else they could make in person.”

“They have a lot of interesting options,” Chase admitted thinking of her own fitting, “What did you get?”

“Just these,” Katherine lied holding the box.

“What are those?” Chase arched an eyebrow.

“They had leather roses,” Katherine opened the box, “I figured they would make nice decorations…”

Katherine held up one of the thirteen leather flowers. Chase recognized the bouquet, she had asked about it, the ‘Leather Girl Pride’; six black, six pink and one white flower, for Leather Fetish Lesbians. Chase also noted the receipt in the box, with the Corset, Garter Belt, panties, glove and rush charges written along with bouquet.

“They are pretty,” Chase walked closer to her fellow doctor, and smiled as she smelled the leather rose, “And expensive if I remember right.”

“Yes, most everything in that place was very expensive, even on a doctor’s salary,” Katherine agreed, “But I guess that comes with hand crafting and using such different materials.”

Chase imagined the other blonde doctor in a latex medical themed outfit as she put the flower back in the bundle. Chase watched the women walk off to her private office, noting how the tight fitted jeans and fitted grey turtleneck outfit showed off the woman’s body.

*

“I feel weird about this,” Cassie whispered to Tim as he rung the door bell, “Something is in the air…”

“Yeah something is off, Mz Brown never wants us here,” Tim whispered back, “I think she hates me like her ex.”

“No,” Cassie smirked, “More. She said she hates you more than Cluemaster.”

Tim turned and looked at Cassie with a shocked look as the door opened.

“Cassie, Timmy! Come in, come in,” Mz Brown called.

Tim turned and his jaws nearly hit the welcome mat next to his feet at the sight of Mz Brown. Instead of the frumpy Turtleneck and slacks he had expected her to wear, the mother of his girlfriend and answered the door in tight fitting shiny leggings and a Metropolis Gynoids WMBA jersey a size too small. And it was very clear that she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath and that it was chilly outside the door of her brownstone.

“Come on in, don’t be shy,” Crystal smiled, “Cassie, sweety, so lovely to see you again. Timmy, aren’t you a handsome devil, dressed all proper.

Crystal Brown leaned in and pressed Tim’s face into her cleavage as she hugged him. It was all Tim could do from freaking out at the sudden change in her behavior towards him. Even Cassie was looking back at them with an eyebrow arched in curiosity. The squeaks and plops of latex made Crystal, Tim and Cassie turn and look over. It was Stephanie. She was walking over, clad in slippers, a latex sleeveless catsuit and an Amazon jersey that she had been given the year before by Wonder Woman.

“Mom, quit hogging my pet,” Stephanie protested.

“He is just so adorable sweety,” Crystal smirked as she kept Tim pressed to her tits.

“Mine Mom,” Stephanie came over and pulled him free, “Hay Tim.”

Stephanie kissed Tim and guided his hand onto her rubber clad ass. Tim noted that Steph moved one thigh to rub his cock in his pants.

“I see you are happy to see me,” Stephanie giggle as she broke the kiss, “Hay Cass.”

Stephanie kept Tim close to her as she leaned over and gave Cass a kiss with plenty of tongue.

“Alright kids,” Crystal said, “Lets continue to make out in the living room where the game is going.”

Tim raised an eyebrow at the uncharacteristic statement from the divorced mother.

*

It wasn’t often that Karen came over to have dinner with Clark and Lois, so he was happy to have her, but it was made odd not only by her bringing Jimmy over as her Boyfriend, but by the outfits she picked out for them…

“Karen!” Lois exclaimed pulling the blonde in close for a hug and a look over, “Love the look, the green catsuit works with the rangers jersey, who made it?”

“Siren custom made this one for me and that one Jimmy is in,” Karen flicked her wrist and cause the leash to Jimmy to snap.

Jimmy looked up from glaring at her ass. Clark didn’t need x-ray vision to see his black rubber catsuit sticking out from his cotton jeans and long sleaved t-shirt. The blue leather collar and wrist cuffs stood out as much as his goofy grin and red hair.

“Love the holster purse set up,” Lois continued, “Custom made as well?”

“Of course,” Karen smile before reaching back and putting her arm around Jimmy, “I got a custom set for my lover boy here too.”

Karen reached back and hooked a finger in the ring at the front of Jimmy’s collar and pulled him in close and the pair met with a passionate kiss.

“Ok, enough,” Lois snickered, “You are making Clark Blush, besides the orgy is scheduled between the desert and coffees.”

*

Chase hadn’t planned on hypnotizing her client, but somehow, he had fell into a trance so Chase used it to get real answers from the man. Turns out he was concerned that his wife was bisexual and would cheat on him when she spent time with her friends…

“You will obey Doctor Meridian without question,” Chase told him, “You are excited by the idea of your wife having sexual contact with other women…”

“Obey Doctor… Excited Wife with other women…” the man muttered.

“You will want to bring your wife with you to your next appointment and introduce to Doctor Meridian,” Chase ordered.

“Bring wife to next appointment…” the man muttered.

*

What was really bizarre about all of this was how normal this whole situation was being treated. Tim sat between his adopted sister and girlfriend in a pink leather straightjacket picked out by his girlfriend’s mother. The three girls were asking each other which ladies being featured by the pregame show they would want to marry or just have a one-night stand with…

“What do you think Tim?” Crystal Brown asked.

“I think I have my hands tied with your daughter and Steph, I don’t think I could handle an Amazon point guard,” Tim said.

“Good answer,” Steph kissed Tim on the cheek.

“What about you?” Cassie asked Crystal.

“In a heartbeat, I would go down on her…” Stephanie’s mother said without thinking.

*

“Ah Mistress Kate, Welcome,” Alfred smiled as he ushered Kate Kane into the front hall of Wayne Manor.

“Hello Alfred,” Kate said walking in, “My outfit for this evening. I take it Bruce is downstairs.”

“Yes he is,” Alfred took the hangers with clothing in plastic dry cleaning bags.

The first hanger had a black leather trench coat, the second had a black silk turtleneck top and the third had a black leather overbust corset.

“I may need help with that corset later,” Kate said as she walked towards once of the secret elevators to the batcave.

Alfred noted the clicking of her heels and the sound of her tight leather pant as she walked away. Well it seemed that Miss Kane would be Bruce’s date to the dinner tonight, not that that would hinder his reputation at all. Miss Kate was also known as something of a wild child among the first families of Gotham.

*

“Jimmy, give me a hand,” Lois said.

“Go,” Karen unclipped Jimmy’s leash.

“Yes Mistress,” Jimmy said before following after Lois.

“So…” Clark said quietly…

“Don’t worry, I am extra gentle with him,” Karen smirked, “He is much to cute and good of a boy toy to break completely on the first go.”

“You have had sex multiple times?” Clark struggled to keep his voice down.

“Mister Terrific came up with a clit ring that serves as a power dampener…” Karen said, “We have sex every time we get to spend time together…”

“And you don’t hurt him,” Clark said.

“Well besides the BDSM play that gets him rock hard…” Karen smirked.

*

While the game was getting good, it was super hard for Tim to concentrate on it. Both Steph and Cassie were pressing themselves against his body and taking turns rubbing his crotch just enough to get hard, but not enough to make him release. It was torturous. This must be what was meant by the phrase “Edging ****.”

On the screen two Amazons slammed into each other near the Metropolis net and the ball went off into the seats next to the court. The women wearing different jerseys started to shout at each other. The other players moved to keep each other apart. And even a Referee came over.

“Lets see, number seven from Themyscira and fifty eight from Metropolis… that would be Lipa for Metropolis and Rhode from the visiting team… looks like the Referee is reminding them to show proper sportsmanship… or sports woman-ship… you get the idea folks, I know that they shouldn’t have to be reminded, but when folks are this into it on the court they start taking things personal… Alright looks like the ref wants them to kiss and make up, or at least shake hands…”

On screen the Camera was fixed on the five-foot-six Hispanic woman telling the two Amazons to calm down, be professional and to shake hands. The pair looked back and forth between each other and the referee before each reaching out and grabbing each other’s wrist to shake in the old style and then to everyone’s surprise they leaned in and kissed each other on the lips.

“Wow! I did not expect that one folks,” the announcer on TV said, “I guess that must be an Amazon thing… Looks like they are going to do a penalty shot.”

“That’s hot,” Chrystal said with a wolf whistle.

*

“Alfred raised you to be a perfect Gentleman,” Kate said as Bruce handed her the first glass.

“He might not agree with that,” Bruce said, “But he did try his best.”

“So what strange plans and conspiracies did I disrupt?” Kate said looking over her shoulder.

“Some people wanted me to take a particular sexy doctor to the event tonight so it could be a big scandal of them fighting and making out on their way out without me…” Bruce rolled his eyes.

“I am sure the Robins all wanted video of that…” Kate giggled.

“Of course,” Bruce rolled his eyes.

“And you didn’t have the heart to break their hearts?” Kate asked.

“They will figure it out in time,” Bruce said walking over to the computer terminal, “I have been seeing some changes in the how Ras people are operating, and Wanted your thoughts on these observations.”

“I am not really following the League of Assassins, but what have you got?” Kate said.

Bruce brought up the notes and video clips as Kate turned to review it when they noticed the flashing light from the Justice League Alert system.

*

“I don’t think that is part of the game…” Karen said looking at TV across the table.

“Jimmy, you better have your camera…” Lois said holding her hand out to Karen, “I need to borrow your boytoy for a bit.”

Karen handed Lois the end of the leash.

“Obey Mistress Lois like you would me Jimmy babe,” Karen said.

Lois and Jimmy both got up and started moving to the front door.

“Clark… put our plates in the microwave!” Lois shouted as she ran out.

“Yes Dear!” Clark said, “Do you have your suit?”

“Give me a second to get mine,” Karen said…

*

Chase was in her apartment eating before going out for the evening to the latex fetish club. The TV had the coverage of the Metropolis Stadium take over by Leviathan, a clear knock off of the League of Assassins who were demanding Batman surrender to them…

“Boy did they not do their homework,” Chase muttered to herself.

Some one in the media control booth started playing the John Williams tribute symphony that was written in honor of Superman some time ago… The camera kept panning around, while it was clear that none of the Amazons on either team were thrilled, they had been convinced by the other WMBA staff to remain calm and that the Kryptonians would deal with this… By the time the theme music reached the third crescendo, three figures came down from the roof and a third walked out on to the court. The teenaged boy in the Superman shirt walked right up to the leader of the Leviathan and calmly held out his hand to shake the masked woman’s.

“Ah, hi. Welcome to Metropolis Miss. There seems to be some confusion, this is a Batman Free Zone,” the teenager said with a bit of a smirk loudly enough for the microphone in the terrorist leader’s hand, “And in case you thought you had anti-supermen weapons, I am sorry to say, but you don’t… you got sold counterfeit Kryponite.”

Another camera angle came on for a closer look at the pair and then switched to another to show the three forms stop to hover about four meters above the basketball court. Superman, Powergirl, Supergirl looked down with disapproving glares and arms folded across their chests.

“Ok, this is the point where we are required to offer all of you a chance to surrender peacefully,” Superboy said calmly, “lets say the count of five… Five, Four, Three..”

A single gunshot rang out and the whole stadium let out a collective gasp….

“Well that was rude,” one of the Kryptonian ladies said.

“Alright, this ends now,” Superman said.

“Yeah, you interrupted my dinner!” Supergirl added.

The three disappeared in blurs while the teenaged boy standing next to the leader caught the shots fired and dodged the kicks and punches launched at him. The boy somehow managed to get the microphone from the terrorist leader and spoke to the stadium.

“Ladies, I am sorry, I know this is going to delay your game more, but yeah…” Super Boy announced and then suddenly the terrorist leader was stuffed into the basket on the north side of the court upside down and down to her elbows in the hoop.

Chase started laughing.

*

Bruce didn’t so much as smirk. Kate was chuckling at Connor’s antics and trying to be the cool guy in front of the team of Amazons.

“Does he realize they are all pretty much lesbians?” Dick asked.

“Like that would stop you from trying…” Kate responded.

“Good point,” Dick noted, “What do you have Bruce?”

“Besides this being amateur hour?” Bruce said, “This is in line with the shift in the League I have noticed, Talia seems to be more brazen in being in charge…”

“Think they will call the game?” Alfred asked.

“Most likely they have already declared it a rain game,” Bruce said, “Probably pick up tomorrow morning or right after lunch, so they can still do this as well as the Sunday night Spartans and Utah game.”

“Is Superboy trying to hit on the players?” Kate asked.

“Yes, yes Connor is,” Dick chuckled.

*

Chase was confused when instead of being given access to the club, she was taken up to a private office over looking the club floor. The man she was introduced to was the owner. And he had a simple request.

“I have seen how you have been able to influence people around here over the last few weeks,” he said from his seat besides the wall of security cameras, “Do you think you could use your tricks to make more single ladies into latex fetishists? The numbers are rather lopsided around here.”

“That would be unethical as a practicing doctor,” Chase said calmly.

“Fine, then would you mind if we at least kept your card to help refer people when their kink becomes part of the problem in their relationship, they may feel more open to speak with a fellow kinkster about their problems,” the owner clearly knew that first proposal was a no go and this was what the real proposal was.

“I am sure that my partner and myself would love to help more couples when we can,” Chase said, “We are both consummate professionals at our practice.”

*

Bruce ignored the constant beeping of the special phone in his pocket, he had a knowing smirk as he talked to the head a San Fransico Tech investment firm about AI market development.

“You don’t seem all that concerned that your date has her hands on another man’s wife,” the investment rep said.

“I am not,” Bruce smiled, “Kate is a big girl she can handle herself, besides, she is a fellow rep for the Kane fortune. She is my cousin and not the banjo kind.”

“What about your phone?” the rep asked.

“I don’t need a billion dollar investment in predictive AI to know that my ward are getting into trouble,” Bruce smiled knowingly.

“And how can you be sure?” the rep asked.

“Because I remember what I was like as a young man between 19 and twenty something on a Saturday night,” Bruce said.

“Mind if I cut in?” Selina asked as she came over and grabbed Bruce by the arm.

“Later,” Bruce smirked.

*

Clark didn’t want to say anything, but the Justice League com net was lit up like the fourth of July… And Lois had called it. A part of him wanted to laugh too. Stuffed pillows in the shape of horse heads were actually a good touch, but while that happened, he was live on TV with his cousin Kate Kane at a red carpet event in Gotham… Bruce must have gotten his Robins to actually do it… But good luck proving any of that. So Clark ignored the Justice League smart phone and went back into the living room where Karen and Lois had Jimmy tied up and were tickling him.