Checking Talia's cunt

"I am going to thoroughly check your cunts," Aaron declared. "Turn around and bend over. I want to see how wet you two are."

His Chosen Bride had already been selected and it was neither Talia or Angel Whore. Still, he could play around, couldn't he?

Talia and Angel Whore obeyed. The pool wasn't very deep, so he could watch as their asses rose from the water and their cunts presented themselves to him. Talia's booty was thicker but her waist wasn't as snatched. Angel Whore had slightly thicker thighs and a pasty white complexion. Not necessarily better but…

"Interesting," Aaron said to himself. Then, without warning, he inserted a finger in each of their dripping wet cunts. Talia gasped.

"W-wha–"

"Silence." His left and right index fingers curled inside the brides. Tremors spread across Talia whereas Angel Whore thanked him.

"Thank you, Chosen One." Angel Whore peered over her shoulder, smirking. "It is clear I am better, no?"

Talia grit her and withstood his finger's lashing. Aaron understood his fingers were thinner than Bruce's so he made up for it with rigorous, rough movement. He delivered equal pleasure. He withdrew, traced their labias, and then went back inside. He went in circles and received little reactions.

He flicked a second finger inside them. Talia swallowed down her gasp, despite her legs shaking. Aaron Reigner was phenomenal at what he did. He could seamlessly switch from aggression to expert skill. Calling him the master of foreplay didn't do him justice. His fingers were a divine sensation like no other. She didn't know whether it was the water or his fingers that turned her into a whimpering waterfall.

"Mmmph…!" Frankly, Talia didn't care. She chewed on her lips and closed her eyes. This was the Chosen One, she realized. She should enjoy this.

Instantly, sensing those thoughts in her, Aaron extracted his fingers and slapped their booties. Both of them moaned–cute little noises of indignation. Talia's was the one with the larger ripple, however. Aaron eyed her brown toned ass cheek.

"I suspect you haven't had a good cock in a while."

He heard the wetness from the slap and it wasn't from the water.

"No," Talia replied, chewing on her bottom lip. "It has been…a year."

"A year? You haven't had the taste of cock for a year?" Aaron snorted. "Turn around and suck it down. Maybe it could give you a reminder of what to expect."

Talia did. She gulped again and stared at his colossal length. Within the incredible mass of cock, she saw Bruce. She saw the ghost of his dick hovering over it. Bruce was…so small.

Bruce was taller. Buffer. His shoulders were broader and his muscles were more defined. But his cock…

Talia bit her bottom lip. There was no denying it, it was tiny. Insignificant. She wasn't an idiot, she had known he wasn't the most endowed male but Aaron was so much superior that it was ludicrous. The penis that impregnated her fifteen years ago versus the penis impregnating her today. The difference was so vast. Four inches…thirteen and a half inches…

She dropped to her knees, the water coming close to submerging her shoulders. Her hand quivered as she touched the tip. She gave gentle, skilled strokes at first. She compared family jewels. Aaron's balls were quadruple the mass of Bruce's. Would he pump her with four kids instead of one? She was torn between excitement and fear.

Aaron sighed in his head and placed a hand on his hip. He could read her like an open book–he could see her eyes dim and light as she compared him to Batman. It was the same set of expressions Selina and Vicki made. He glared down at her.

Talia nodded and stretched her mouth open to encapsulate his cockhead. Like a machine, she sucked on him. She was fast and efficient and her saliva was nice and thick. Her tongue didn't swirl but her ability to suck was to be commended.

Angel Whore decided to stand by his side, breasts to his arm, and watch her old master service him. It must have been a satisfying feeling. She put her on his shoulder, smirking.

"I hope she is to your joy, Chosen One," Angel Whore asked. Aaron closed his eyes and smiled. Without his sight, he could feel her gulps and how her throat and mouth guzzled him. Her head went in small circles as she sucked him off. Again, interestingly enough, her tongue was not at play.

"She's passable. Good at sucking dick."

"But not as good as me," Angel Whore said snarkily. Aaron opened his eyes and saw Talia glare up at her former student. He laughed.

"It's about even, so far. She's much better at sucking than you," Aaron commentated. His hands balled into fists as Talia doubled her efforts. She gobbled on his cock and blowed him like her life depended on it. To an extent, it did. Depending on her performance, Aaron would cement his hypnosis.

"G-good work, Talia." Aaron smiled. "I-I see your beloved taught you well. Not using your hands…you follow orders well…! F-fuck…!."

He was throbbing so hard that Talia couldn't believe it. Her mouth was already in an O-shape yet Aaron was managing to thicken and worsen her troubles. She expected this but to experience it was another thing altogether.

"That's enough," Aaron said, heaving. Talia pulled herself out, her saliva connecting. Mouth open, fingers playfully breaking the connection, Talia looked up at him and smirked.

"Thank you for the taste…Chosen One." Her chocolatey brown eyes eagerly awaited another order. Ooh, he now knew why Batman wanted to creampie this woman. She was a powerful woman but she could play the submissive role well. Too well. It was like you had **** but to fulfil your duties as a man and nut in her.

"She wasn't that good, right, Chosen One?"

Angel Whore pestered him. His hand opened up, slithered to her bottom, and slapped it. She yelped and stepped forward.

"I want both your cunts at the ready. Now."

Obedience was mandatory. Talking back would be seen as treason, especially as he had everyone, including Rúh al Ghul under his control. If he so wished, he could end this ridiculous ritual but he was too horny not to. Talia and Angel Breaker were wagging their asses at him, ready for a doggy-style mating.

"Who will you select as the Chosen Bride?" Rúh al Ghul asked from far behind. "Talia al Ghul, daughter of the Demon, or the heretic wielder of the ultimate blade, Angel Breaker?"