Cassandra

“Who wants to join me?” She purred, “How about you my little Kunoichi?”

Cassandra couldn’t help but stare into Selina’s eyes as she leaned into her face. Selina was close enough for Cassandra to see her eyes behind the white tinted lens built into her cowl.

“Oh Cassandra,” Selina purred in her ear, “You have your sensei, your adopted brothers, your adopted sisters… but I know what you have always needed…”

Cassandra watched as Selina leaned in closers putting her lips to her ear. The Heavy rubber moved allowing Selina to put her arms around Cassandra’s shoulders.

“You always wanted a mother figure,” Selina whispered, “Abandoned by your mother, abused by your father to be a weapon not a person…”

Cassandra saw the memories playout in her mind. The two for flinching with a nine millimeter pistol, the beatings, the constant marshal arts training.

“But then the Bat solution was to keep you penned up out of sight while they tried to get you to be less lethal,” Selina said with tisk-tisk tone, “That is only a little bit better.”

Cassandra’s mind went back to the safe houses that Barbara and Bruce had stuck her in.

“What you needed was someone to love you openly and to be that mother figure,” Selina purred, “Someone who would bring you out in public and treat you like a friend, a daughter, a person. I would have brought you out with me shopping, getting pedicures, manicures, being social. I would have worked on making you a complete person again…”

Cassandra’s mind was filled with new memories. Selina and Brooks teaching her to talk, read, write, express herself. Getting her into school. Selina and Cassandra sitting in a day spa, at a high end shop getting outfits that made her class mates jealous.

“…Of course that means helping you come to grasp with some more adult aspects of yourself before you are old enough. And getting you ready to be an adult…”

Cassandra remembered talks with Selina about her developing feelings for others and her body reacting in strange ways. Then the trips down to the dungeon where Selina went over human sexuality with her. The supervised baby sessions where Cassandra and Tim were both tied up and only allowed to kiss. Selina going over how to be a seductress, or how to be coy. The importance of talking to your lover. Sitting outside Starbucks with Selina rating passersby on how attractive they are and what clues they gave about their sexuality. Cassandra’s embarrassed moments of being caught masturbating because Selina wouldn’t let her actually fuck anyone yet.

“… But once you became an adult, I made sure you were able to put those lessons to good use…”

Cassandra orgasmed again at the new memories of her eighteenth birthday orgy! The shopping for latex, the decorating her own play dungeon, the disappointment that she was a year older than Tim and Stephanie so they couldn’t play with her. Her dominating some of the friends she made. How good it felt to be dominated.

*

“… I made sure you were able to put those lessons to good use…” Selina purred in Cassandra’s ear.

She had to be sure to let the girl come to her own conclusions. She didn’t want to be accused of grooming a child to be her sex pet. She focused on forming the abandoned girl into her ninja kitten, a willing member of her family that was loyal to Catwoman; Gotham’s guardian. That would mean making sure she wasn’t alienated by some of the more adult aspects of Selina’s life. If Cassandra had a kink and fetish streak in her to start off with and Selina provided a home where it was encouraged then it would make Cassandra perfectly at home when Selina did tie up a sex **** for some real fun.

“What do you say?” Selina asked, “Wouldn’t you rather be my understudy rather than the Bats? Do you want to be my Black Kitten? Would you beg me to allow you to serve me?”

Selina snapped her fingers half expecting the words that came out of Cassandra’s mouth when it disappeared.

*

“What do you say?” Selina asked, “Wouldn’t you rather be my understudy rather than the Bats? Do you want to be my Black Kitten? Would you beg me to allow you to serve me?”

With a snap of Selina’s finger the dildo gag and rubber cover silencing Cassandra disappeared to her slight annoyance. Cassandra knew what she wanted even more than the yummy rubber cock in her mouth.

“Mistress Selina, please by my mommy! Please let me be your understudy Black Kitten! Please I am begging you let me fetish sex kitten! Please be my Dominatrix Mommy!”

“You know I am keeping only house pets,” Selina purred, “I expect you to be at my side and doing missions protecting Gotham and its citizens. No plush life as a pillow pet for my kittens.”

“Yes Mistress,” Cassandra gasped, “Please let me serve you as your understudy Black Kitten. Please use me and train me to be a **** for justice in Gotham!”

“Say that you surrender to my will and willingly serve me,” Selina wanted to be double sure.

“Mistress,” Cassandra said, “I surrender to you of my own free will and offer myself willingly to serve you.”

Selina reward Cass with a kiss. And a wave of orgasmic pleasure course thru her body. She felt the latex separate into a catsuit and the rubber padding on the chair. Selina’s hand grabbed hers and Cassandra was pulled up in her Black Kitten suit. Black leather thigh boots, a black latex catsuit, Black leather opera gloves and a black latex cat cowl with golden trims and golden “Mascara” around the eyes of the cowl. For a fraction of a second she was unstable on the six inched stilettos, but quickly found her balance and hugged her Mistress Mommy. Selina smiled and another orgasm erupted in Cassandra sending waves of pleasure all over her. Cassandra knew that as Selina’s understudy she had been a mother figure, but she had become more than that as Cassandra’s sexuality blossomed. She had developed a sexual love for the woman that had taken her in. As much as she enjoyed topping a Tomcat, nothing compared to being Selina’s kinky sex ****. Being pinned down by a rubber Tomcat and fucked while Mistress fucked the stud in the ass with her strap on would get her wet just thinking about it, even if she wasn’t wearing the pair of vibrating plugs in her panties.

“Who should Mommy get to play next?” Selina purred to Cassandra.

“Red Heads are always sexy fun,” Cassandra looked at the immobilized Kate and Barbara.

“How about a good stud?” Brooks came over and hugged Cassandra, “We all could use a dose of real meat and gravy!”

“You Know,” Selina said, “I have been forgetting someone who would be an awesome fit in this family.”