Breaking the Bat.

A dim ceiling light made Batwoman close her eyes as she came to a semi conscious state. “Oh god, what happened?” Batwoman groaned as she attempted to reach her mask. Something restrained both of her arms. “Oh no. Scarecrow brought me here!” The vigilante desperately tried to escape her arm binds, not even preoccupied with the fact that her pale, nude body was revealed. “There’s no point in attempting to escape, Batwoman.” You say as you come out of the shadows. The redheaded hero wasn’t sure whether you hid in the shadows or teleported from wherever you hid in Gotham. “You won’t get away with this, Scarecrow. Batman will find you, and you’ll be put back in Arkham Asylum where you belong.” Batwoman says angrily. Chuckles begin to exit your mouth when you think of the Dark Knight finding you, only to die at your hands after years of trying to kill the Caped Crusader. “That’s the plan, Batwoman.” Her eyes widen. “Do you honestly think I’m scared of Batman? He refuses to kill anyone, no matter what crimes they’ve done. The worst I’ll get is a life sentence in Arkham Asylum before inevitably escaping to cause more harm to the denizens of Gotham. And if you somehow do escape your binds, what’s next. You might inadvertently do more harm than good. **Remember what happened last time?”** Batwoman grits her teeth in anger as she instantly realizes what he’s talking about. Her masked eyes are filled with anger and guilt as an unwanted memory enters her mind.

Flashback…….

Back when Kate Kane first donned the cowl and mask in order to help Batman in his mission to purge Gotham of crime, thugs you hired to lure her into a dock smear the Gotham Bay. The criminals hired guns took hostages and you hacked into every Gotham device. “Good evening citizens of Gotham City. As you can see here, I’m currently by the Gotham Bay holding innocent people hostage. Now onto more important matters.” You walk over to a sobbing woman who’s being held at gunpoint by a thug. “I heard that there’s a new member of the Batfamily in Gotham. This news comes as no surprise to me, seeing how Batman had a new Robin a month after his former sidekick died.” The hired guns laugh or grin at the reminder of the second Robin’s ****.

“I want to meet this new vigilante. No member of the Batfamily will step foot onto Gotham Bay, except for the Batwoman. If anyone other than Batwoman shows up, including the cops (You pull out a pistol and point it at the woman, pulling the trigger with no hesitation, killing her) then the other hostage’s will meet a similar fate as this woman did. You have ten minutes. The clock is ticking.” The broadcast of your cold blooded **** turns off. Batwoman arrives at the Gotham Bay in a few minutes. It was obvious that she arrived when you heard the sounds of gunshots, bones being snapped. “Ah. So you’ve arrived Batwoman.” You say as you turn around. You’re met with a punch to the face from the female vigilante. Her next strike is aimed towards your gut, but you managed to dodge and reveal a bag of your Fear Gas. You slowly approach the edge of the boardwalk, holding the bag over the Bay. “Take one step closer, and I drop this into the water. Every single person who‘s water supply is connected to the Bay will be infected with my Fear Gas. Thousands of innocents will be my Guinea Pigs, whether I’m arrested or not.” The masked woman stops in her tracks. “Let’s just talk about this. Be reasonable!” She says desperately. You remove pinky finger from the bag of Fear Gas. “I blew out an innocent woman’s brains and threatened to do it to all the other potential Guinea Pigs of my Fear Gas. Reasonable is out of the equation.” You say as you loosen your grip on the item that can cause a catastrophic event for innocent civilians. Batwoman’s face show’s desperation. “What can I do to convince you to not drop that bag into Gotham’s water supply?” You grin behind your potato sack mask. “I thought you’d never ask. Remove the garments from your body, Batwoman.” The woman looks at you angrily “What?! You’re insane if you think I’ll (she notices you removing your ring finger from the bag and sighs angrily).

“I can’t believe I’m doing this.” Batwoman mutters to herself The woman moves her hands down to her shirt, slowly pulling it up, revealing her pale, yet toned stomach. Before she could reveal her entire upper body to you, she quickly grabs a Batarang and throws it at your head.

“ARGH!” Your hand loses its grip on the bag of Fear Gas. The bag falls into the river to your delight and her dismay.

“Yes!”

“No!”

“WHAT DID YOU JUST DO?!” Batwoman screamed at you. She began to **** you and hold you over the Gotham Bay. Her iron grip on your throat made it hard to speak, yet you managed.

“What…did….I….do? What…did you do? You hit me with the Batarang. You caused me to drop the Fear Gas into the Gotham Bay. If you just did what I wanted, you could’ve spared many civilians from the affects of my Fear Gas. Instead, you’ve condemned them to that? Who’s the villain now?!”

“SHUT UP!”

You were put back in prison, but the effects of your actions were felt across Gotham. Before the warning about your Fear Gas infecting the Gotham water supply reached the public, several residents of Gotham City were exposed to your gas threw the water. They were placed in a psychiatric ward with permanent injuries to their brain. Obviously you were placed back in Arkham Asylum. The guilt of the events haunted Batwoman for many months, to the point where she buried the memory in her mind, with it being uncovered now.

Flashback End

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Batwoman said in a meek voice. “Judging from the tears going down your pale cheeks, I think you do.” The redheaded woman looks up at your demonic face.

“What are you going to do to me?” You summon a bag of pheromones you got from Poison Ivy. You walk in front of Batwoman and exhale Fear Gas from your mouth while simultaneously releasing the pheromones. As soon as the Fear Pheromones entered her bloodstream, Kate felt her body react differently to you. Her fear towards you increased heavily, and she began to think lustful thoughts about you, despite her being a lesbian. “W-What did you do to me?” “I don’t know what the gases did. I guess we’ll find out in a few seconds.” You softly take off Batwoman’s mask, revealing her eyes which were staring at you full of fear.

“Please don’t hurt me, Scarecrow.” She says while looking down at the floor, blushing. “I suppose my Fear Gas and Ivy’s pheromones made her fearful of me, and submissive.” You thought. Batwoman shivered as she felt your claws softly trace down her curvy legs. You softly pressed your crotch to the lips of her vagina. Batwoman softly moaned as she felt the massive prick tease her second pair of lips. You squat down slightly and lean towards the captured vigilante. “Don’t worry Batwoman. I’m not going to hurt you. As long as you do what I say.” Batwoman nods quickly. “I’ll-I’ll do whatever you want. Just please don’t harm me.” The now submissive redhead felt you unlatch the binds from her arms and legs. As soon as her legs touched the ground, she fell to her knees. As she tried to get back to her feet, you softly placed your hand on her shoulder. “Stay there. That’s the perfect position for what I want you to do.” You unsheath your massive cock, filling the cousin of Bruce Wayne with lust and fear. Needing no further instruction from you, Batwoman puts her cherry red lips around the tip of your cock. She begins to move her tongue around the girthy tip of your cock. “Oh that’s it~. Good girl~.” The naked redhead’s cheeks nearly turn as red as her hair from your praise. Your compliment seemed to motivate Batwoman. She stuffed two more inches of your cock into her mouth. Saliva came out her mouth and surrounded your phallus, increasing the pleasure of her blowjob. Your penis began to leak some precum from her somehow skillful dick sucking skills. You had to assume it was the pheromones making her this good at oral sex.

“God this feels so good.” The redhead took your penis out of her mouth and switched to a handjob. “I’m glad I could make you feel so good sir.” She says while fingering her cunt. You pick her up at superhuman speeds and hold her against a wall. “You are making me feel good. But we aren’t done my sweet little redhead. Not. Even. Close~.”

“AH~!”

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You inserted your penis into the redhead began thrusting as hard as possible. You bury your head into Batwoman’s neck as you drive her into the wall. “Oh God~. You’re so deep inside of me!” The redhead squealed with pleasure as your thrusts reached her G-Spot. “I’M CUMMING!” Her juices released onto your pulsing penis. Not giving her a chance to calm down from her orgasm, you started thrusting rougher and deeper while maintaining your speed. “Ah~! Ah~! Ah~!” You took on of your arms and began to play with her clit, while pushing your cock back and forth inside of her velvety walls. “I’m cumming again~! OHHHH~!” Her sexual fluids once more dripped onto your cock. You softly let Batwoman into the floor, expecting her to fall ****. Instead, she shoved seven inches of your cock down her throat, while simultaneously playing with your balls with one hand.

“You didn’t cum yet. I want your cum~. I don’t care if you release it on my face, my tits, my ass, or my pussy. Just give me your cum sir. Please~.” She says when taking a breather. Her oral ministrations then continue. She takes more and more of your dick into her mouth with vigor. Just then, you get an idea. Reluctantly, you pull out of Batwoman’s warm throat. She looks up at you, confused and disappointed.

“W-Was my blowjob not good enough?” She says with tears building up in her eyes. You wipe the tears away and position yourself behind the redhead, softly grinding your cock on her pussy lips. “Don’t cry. Your blowjob was incredible. But I have an idea of what can make me and you cum.”

“If you don’t m-mind me asking, what’s your idea-MMMPH?!”

You summon the second version of yourself , who slides his slightly smaller but still impressive dick into the redhead’s mouth. You reinsert your penis into the woman’s vagina. Her moans sent vibrations threw your copy’s penis, causing him to groan and **** her head all the way onto his prick. You choose to follow your copy’s rough movements and you insert three fingers into Batwoman’s puckered asshole. Her moans become a mixture of pleasure and pain when you and your copy speed up. Her vagina is clenched around your dick when you began to finger her forbidden hole. You felt your end approaching, and you could tell your copy wasn’t far off. Your backshots became more wild and uncontrolled as your orgasm built up more and more. Your copy slammed Batwoman’s head all the way down his penis. He then **** her off of it before forcing it down her throat once more. Seeing your clone skullfuck the redhead and vice versa brought you both closer to your end.

“I’M CUMMING!” You and your clone both exclaim as you pump rope after rope of hot cum down her throat and into her vagina. You make the copy of yourself disappear. You look down at the naked redhead who has cum leaking from both sets of lips.