first Saturday Night interlude

While Bruce was being teased by Selina at the big red carpet even and Chase was grinding in between two latex clad fem-fatales at the fetish club, Doctor Katherine McMichaels sat at home in her apartment. Katherine looked out the window at the winter night. She ran her hand over her barely covered bosom causing a smile to cross her face. After her stop at work, Katherine had stopped at a leather outlet shop in a mall and a sex shop on the way home. After Katherine had had dinner, she went to her room, stripped, showered and dressed in the leather jacket, pleated miniskirt and gloves before returning to her main room with the dildo, vibrator, lube and lesbian fetish porn DVDs. The plot of the movie was vaguely there… A group of housewives in a Suburban cul-de-sac gather during the school week while their husbands and children were away to have fetish lesbian orgies. Katherine didn’t have any clue why she had, but she had bought a new leather jacket and gloves, the vibrator and DVDs on her way home, but she had and now she sat here watching the MILFs making out and finger fucking each other. Katherine ran her fingers around her left nipple again as she took another sip of her glass of wine. She sat on her couch reaching into her half zippered jacket and played with herself with her gloved fingers.

“What would Chase say if she saw me like this,” Katherine muttered.

Katherine started to imagine her and Chase in their break room at their office between clients talking and having coffee… A Freudian slip, a blushing admission and before they know it, the pair are making out like the adult stars on the TV in front of Katherine… Katherine moved her lecherous hand down and lifted up the front of her skirt revealing her naked lap. She started to tease and rub her bald pussy with her gloved fingers as a new idea took form. Katherine and Chase were dressed as leather Mistresses circling the bound and restrained forms of Edward Nigma and Harley Quinzelle in their leather strait jackets teasing and prodding before putting them over benches and forcing them to kiss as Katherine and Chase took turns paddling and pegging their slutty subjects.

“Hmmm, we could have so much naughty fun…” Katherine said as she put her glass down and turned her now free hand to her exposed tits, “But the real prize… mhhh…”

Katherine started to fantasize about having The Batman in his rubber suit tied to her bed for her in a leather Catwoman lingerie set to play with.

*

Chase laid down to sleep, she was home, showered and her latex washed and hanging in the bathtube to dry. For some reason she thought back to the receipt slip that she had spotted in Katherine’s things earlier. The Image of Katherine in a black leather corset lingerie set holding a whip and spanking Edward Nigma came into Chase’s imagination. Chase wondered if Katherine would be open to them having a sexual as well as clinical partnership. The idea of the pair of them in latex Naughty Nurse dresses making out while ‘treating’ Harley in a sex dungeon started to play in Chase’s mind as she drifted off to sleep… and a hand drifted into her panties.

*

Tim was secured in the leather sleep sack with Cassie on his left and Stephanie on the right. Dick, and most likely Barbara too, had taken the opportunity to hang up printed signs that read “Timmy’s bondage room” on the door to the safehouse’s master bedroom.

“Timmy makes a great bondage snuggle buddy,” Stephanie giggled as she leaned over to kiss Cassie.

“Yes, so cute and cuddly,” Cassie answered.

*

Out of habit, Alfred got up and made his way down to the so called Batcave and sure enough, there was Bruce sitting at the computer.

“Master Bruce, what are you doing?” Alfred asked.

“Waiting,” Bruce said coldly.

“Waiting?” Alfred added an edge to his questioning repetition of the response.

“Yes,” Bruce said, “I was told to quote, ‘sit your butt in that chair there and wait for your feline Venus’ Alfred.”

“Feline Venus?” Alfred asked.

“That is what she said,” Bruce cocked his head to one side.

“And what are you reading while waiting?” Alfred asked.

“A report from the North Dakota department of Corrections and Criminal Justice Department,” Bruce said, “It seems one Arthur Brown has escaped from the North Dakota state prison.”

“Miss Brown’s father?” Alfred asked.

“Yes, unfortunately,” Bruce said, “I will brief ‘Miss Brown’ in the morning…”

“IN the meantime,” Selina’s voice both boomed and purred in the cave, “I want to go for a ride on my favorite Bat-vehicle, The Bruce-Rod!”

Alfred and Bruce both turned to see Selina in white latex bridal lingerie holding a whip in one hand and a collar and leash in the other.

“Get over here stud, before I change my mind and go after your cousin,” Selina licked her lips.

“We will continue this in the morning,” Alfred said before turning and departing.