mind control

Catwoman's eyes look glassy and a bit red from the powder as she coughs, but shakes her head and looks rather lax in her stance. She wavers on her feet, and Ivy grins at her. She makes a show of walking around her untouched, even stops to slap her across the face few times. Catwoman doesn't even look like she notices.

"Mm, good kitty," Ivy purrs. "Now bring me your partner."
Catwoman turns without question and grabs Batgirl by the hair, pulling her over the ropes into the ring. Batgirl scream as her hair's pulled hard, and her teammate and Ivy both start to stomp away at her.
"Ahhh! What are you doing!? Cat, stop!?"
"She can't hear you, bitch," Ivy sneered. "She only hears my voice. That of her loving beautiful mistress, isn't that right?"
Catwoman shudders just from her tone and nods obediantly, still kicking away at her partner.

"Now let's have some real fun with the bitch," Ivy commands