Batman Shoplifts More of Marsha's Gifts!

Batman was devastated. Marsha had left him alone in his cage, breaking her promise of allowing him to sleep in the master bedroom. Earlier today, he had been in heaven - being able to present Marsha with the Mirror Diamond, and the reward she gave him for his efforts, led to the most pleasure, the most ecstasy he had ever felt in his life. Though now, he was in hell. Being away from Marsha was pure ****.

Eventually, Batman fell asleep, and began to dream. This time though, it was not so pleasant. Marsha, his love, was before him dressed in a sheer veil, performing a sensual dance, blowing him kisses, teasing and taunting him. But every time he tried to touch her, she was just out of reach. He tried to pleasure himself, but somehow that too was impossible in the dream.

"Daaarling… daaarling!"

Batman awoke to Marsha's beautiful voice calling him. He immediately rose to his feet and grabbed the bars of his cage. She stood before him wearing a long fur coat over a sparkly, short blue dress, a dazzling diamond necklace around her neck.

"Marsha!"

"Good morning, Batman darling. Are you ready for another day of proving your devotion?"

"Of course my love, anything for you!"

Marsha smiled. "Good, good darling. You and I are going shopping. You're going to help me acquire some clothes, shoes, and jewelry I've had my eye on." Marsha could easily use a love dart to enslave any of the men in the shops and have them showering her with their most expensive merchandise, but she wanted to flaunt her power over Batman, and witness the crimes he was willing to commit for her. The power she had over him felt so good.

"Whatever you want, I'll get it for you."

Batman was **** to please her.

"Perfect, darling. I want to look my best, because after I have what I want, you're finally going to take me to the Batcave so I can get my hands on your Bat-Diamond!"

Batman frowned. "The… Batcave? I swore… that no one…"

Marsha noticed his resistance, and advanced on him. She reached through the bars of his cage and grabbed Batman's erect cock through his tights.

"Oh Batman, I see you've been dreaming of me. Does this feel good?" She began slowly rubbing his manhood.

Batman's eyes rolled back in his head.

"Ohhhh Marshaaa!"

Marsha stopped abruptly.

"There will be no more of that until we're in the Batcave!" She said, sternly. "You do want more, don't you darling?"

Batman could think of nothing else but the pleasure he could receive.

"Yes, please Marsha!"

Marsha smiled. "Good. Now let's go."

***

Batman walked into the same jewelry store that Marsha had Chief O'Hara take the Pretzel Diamond from a few days ago. The two men behind the counter looked up, and were excited to see the caped crusader.

"Batman! Does this mean you've recovered the diamond? We knew you could do it!"

Batman said nothing, and held the door open. In walked Marsha, stroking Batman's cheek as she passed.

The jewelers were shocked. "Not again! Tell us she didn't get to you too, Batman!"

Batman quickly walked over to them and snarled, "Shut up! How dare you disrespect the Queen of Diamonds! Now, listen closely: you're going to give Marsha whatever she wants, or I'm going to beat you both to a pulp. Understand?"

One of the men stammered, "Batman, you wouldn't do that, you're a hero! You've saved the city dozens of times!"

Batman smirked. "That's right, I am a hero. And that's why no one will believe you if you tell them it was Batman who pounded your heads in." Batman turned to Marsha and asked lovingly, "Now my darling, what do you desire?"

Marsha was thrilled with Batman's performance. His entire personality was being molded to suit her needs.

"I'm thinking… bracelets, darling."

Batman turned to the jewelers and snapped, "Bracelets. Now!"

The men hurried to do what they were told, and brought out several extravagant diamond bracelets.

Marsha smiled at Batman. "Thank you darling, you're doing very well so far."

***

The day continued on like that, with Batman and Marsha going from store to store, Batman coercing and threatening anyone who stood in the way of whatever Marsha wanted. Marsha loved the power she had over Batman, it never got old to see him destroying his formerly iron clad morals for her pleasure. There were a few occasions, however, where Marsha thought she noticed a hint of resistance in Batman, as if he was trying to break free of her control. Whenever that happened, she wrapped her arms around him and gave him a long, passionate kiss, to bring his loyalty back in alignment.

Finally, Marsha seemed satisfied with her haul. The Batmobile was filled with furs, jewels, shoes, dresses, and other trinkets.

Batman had just finished placing Marsha's last shopping bag in the Batmobile when Marsha wrapped her arms around him, staring into his eyes.

"Now Batman, it's time. Take me to the Batcave, darling."

Batman blinked rapidly. "The Batcave…"

A mental block had formed in Batman's mind. Part of him knew that if Marsha got into the Batcave, and got control of the Bat-Diamond, that would be the complete failure of his mission as a crime fighter. That there would be no coming back. He stared at Marsha.

"I… I…" Batman stammered. Part of him knew he had to fight!

Marsha scowled. "I'm waiting, darling!"