Fuck Her.

As I crawled my way back to consciousness, I couldn’t help but get a sense of deja vu. As my vision cleared and I came to my senses, I found myself in what appeared to be a rather nice penthouse apartment. I was tied spread eagle to a queen sized bed and much to my irritation, my costume had been removed except for my mask and scarf. The latter of which had been used to gag me. I struggled to get loose but the ropes did not give. Given how I was bound and without access to my utility belt, escape was an impossibility. I was trapped.

I couldn’t believe this was happening again. What was with the villians in this town? I mean, sure thugs have managed to get the drop on me and tie me up before but did every villainess in town want to take me to bed? First Rose now Copycat. As if she could sense me thinking about her, Copycat entered the room. She was still dressed like me only she had let her hair down. She approached the bed and smiled at me. “Hey good looking. Sleep well?” Gagged as I was, I couldn’t respond in a corhentant manner. “You know, I have to say, I’ve greatly enjoyed being you. You have such a gorgeous body. And your hair is just to die for.” She climbed into the bed and laid next me. Propping herself up on one elbow, draping one of her legs over mind and running her finger crossed my body, she gazed into my eyes. It’s a good thing the gag covered my blush.

“You know I’ve fantasized about laying with you since you first came on the scene.” I had become lost in her gaze….even though they where my eyes, they were so beautiful. I was so transfixed that I didn’t even notice her pull my gag down. “Now I get to make that fantasy a reality. “She then leaned in and kissed me. Like the night she stole my appearance, it was a forceful, dominating kiss. As she continued to kiss me, she rolled on top of me to straddle my body. As her tongue slipped into my mouth, I couldn’t help but feel violated but another part of me was extremely aroused. This feeling of helplessness was just so…..sexy.

Eventually she pulled away which embarrassingly caused me to whimper. “I got some special for you sweetheart.” she said as she reached behind my pillow and pulled out a strap on. Once it was in place, she pushed a button on the side and it started vibrating. “Ready or not, here I come.” She said as she trust into me. For the rest of the night, she f***ed me silly. She repeated undid and redid my bindings so that I was in different positions, she would **** me to suck the cock and occasionally she would take a break to kiss me. I wish I could say that I got a chance to pleasure her but she was so dominate that I could barely do anything but scream as I cummed again and again. Eventually I passed out from exhaustion. Was this going to be my new life? A sex doll?