Cassandra's Fetish

Cassandra Cain. Batgirl. The Nothing. The Triumphant One. Lady Shiva’s Superior. The Daughter.

While incredible in so many ways, she was also just a woman. A woman with needs and wants. A woman with fetishes and desires.

A fetish which included watching her boyfriend fuck other women. In the photo he sent, there was no fucking or outwards sex. Aaron was merely in a bath alongside several other women (who looked strangely familiar to her). However, the implication and the caption he tagged with it…

‘Im having a good time. Thanks cass!’

It was so sweet and loving–so innocent and guiltless–that she couldn’t help but finger herself furiously to it. The thought that her boyfriend was fucking seven women silly was such a fucking turn on for her. She didn’t have a cuckold fetish but she just loved watching HER man fuck.

She was at Wayne Manor so she couldn't be too loud. Hearts seemed to capture her pupils as she envisioned her boyfriend’s swinging cock and the kisses those seven women would give. They might have appeared thick and strong but within the selfie she could see the hunger of a cock-addicted whore. They would do it for sure. Aaron wouldn't even have to tell them.

Eyes squeezed closed, three fingers flexing and curling inside her, her breath hitched. She imagined another woman–Barbara Gordon, her mentor, in her suit as she served Aaron.

Cassandra recalled the evening at the Hedonist Society. Aaron fucked the living daylights out of Barbara. It was fascinating. Then the incident with Starfire a while ago. Watching Dick get utterly humiliated and nearly lose his girlfriend to Aaron was mesmerising. It was a click. A switch. It was the moment Cassandra realized she had this fetish.

She had caught Tim and Stephanie fooling around and it turned her on back then too–she just didn't know why or what it meant. Now, after spending days sweating and cumming with Aaron, she understood herself better than before. As a martial artist, as a person, Cassandra had improved and learned. She gained peace and–

"Mmmph!"

Cassandra bit her bottom lip as she nearly sent herself over the edge. Aaron was godly even in her imagination. She became a total mess at the thought of him.

Barbara Gordon. Big tits, the finest ass in Gotham, intelligent, strong, and a trained dick sucker. She was perfect. Cassandra imagined her wearing glasses and sucking Aaron's big fat dick. At the Clock Tower, in the alleyway, at Wayne Manor…

So many options. Batsuit or without batsuit. Glasses or without glasses. Ponytail or no ponytail. Barbara was attractive and flexible across the board. She could be placed in so many situations with Aaron. Voyeurism, cuckoldry…

And Cassandra could watch. She could watch it all. She glanced at her phone again.

'I am so blessed he's my boyfriend.'

Blushing red, Cassandra threw her head back and orgasmed.

A minute later, Cassandra did it all over again.

‘Maybe next time, he can impregnate a girl. No, no, no, that’s too much…right?’