Chapter 6: Ricarda Remembers Her Time as The Girl Wonder

Ricarda Grayson discovered that being facefucked by a bodacious, bootytastic dancer and business owner is a surefire solution to insomnia. Her restless mind soothed by her thick femme cock spewing a deluge of purple-gold jizz inside of her. Ricarda was rendered a used masturbation tool, left lying in an ejaculate drenched carpet. Her legs splayed out in a near split. Her fine twin peaks of buttcheeks standing up high from her wide-spread hips. Florescent cum flowing out of both sets of her lips.

Power Bottom was so generous to help her as such.

Ricarda couldn’t regard her state, too occupied enjoying her post-coitus sleep. Instead, her mind is deep within itself, brought to recall her time wearing the yellow cape, red tunic, and green, really, really short tights as Robin.

It’s not unusual for her to dream of her swashbuckling adventures as the sidekick to The Bat. She fondly remembered their partnership like a fantasy, despite her currently strained sentiment towards her former mentor.

Ricarda was the first sidekick, trained in the ways of being a heroine by The Bat. She set the trend for young, aspiring, and impressionable girls taken into the soft jiggly bosoms of heroic mentors, under tender hands, trained to the peak of their feminine powers, honing their developing bodies into salacious icons of justice.

But even in those idyllic times, there were tribulations, certain momentous events that would stay in her memory forever. Good or bad, their influence shaped Ricarda into the hero she is now, defining how she would act in her solo career as Nightwing.

One of the most significant events came early in her apprenticeship with The Bat, against one of Gotham City’s most lascivious criminals.

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“Two-Face! Release the District Attorney and surrender.” Robin declared, bursting into the central court hall of the old Sheba Wayne Courthouse in North Gotham.

“Well, hello, my little bird. Welcome,” Greeted the articulate yet sneering voice of Harriett Dent, Gotham’s fallen District Attorney. “THERE'S MY FAVORITE BIRD BOOTY,” a rougher, raunchier voice greeted as well, known as the Hussy. Both came from the same body. Two personalities, one is the manifestation of her long-suppressed manias and sexual hunger. The other is the broken remnants of her former haughty and prudish self—both combined now known as Two-Face.

She stood in front of the judge’s stand, much of it covered by drapery. Her beautiful and bisected body is the physical testament of her split mind. A wicked magenta hue trailed down her right side. Half her head crowned with wild white hair against her regular brown boy cut. Her right eye blazed a nymphomaniacal gold across from the steely, condescending gray. Her clothes mirrored the deformity, a suit of two halves, one white with pinstripes, the other a tiger-striped magenta.

She flipped her signature coin. One side permanently stained the same color as half her flesh. Her other hand was holding a modified remote. “Bashing your feet into this hall of justice? Did The Bat teach you to be so disrespectful?” “I BET A BITCH LIKE THE BAT TAUGHT HER A LOT OF THINGS WE COULD ENJOY!”

“No, she taught me to take down criminal scum, like the army of your dichromatic goons I laid out on my way here. And you’re one to talk, turning the Wayne’s courthouse into your fortress of crime; this is how you thank her endorsement.”

Robin confidently strutted towards Two-Face, riding the high of single-handedly defeating Two-Faces army of thugs. Yet, the dichotomic woman was more interested in Robin’s displaying the fruits of her training, a rocking bod fresh into adulthood. Wide swinging pendulous hips, jiggling and flexing thighs, a thin waist enhancing her taper, and eagerly bobbing fully developed breast.

And the prime choice of this spread of feminine meat, her thoroughly developed ASS. Already comparable to the super booties of the metahuman heroines. Even facing forward, it was easy to tell those cheeks were jiggling wildly. Robin’s green tights were straining, getting shorter and shorter as her donk grew and grew. At this point, they barely cover half her thickness, and it's not even close to done growing. Robins’s excitement and the brash confidence of youth blinded her to the unabashed enjoyment and hunger in Hussy’s eyes, or how Harriet was struggling to avoid following her other half’s leering lead.

“Now, as I said, you’re finished.” The Jiggling Girl Wonder went past the audience rails, reaching the defendants and plaintiff’s table. Close enough to face her adversary standing in front of the covered stands. “If you release the DA from wherever you’re hiding her, it’ll make things easier for you.”

“THAT’S TEMPTING BIRD GIRL; YOU KNOW I LIKE EM’ EASY,” The Hussy cackled. “But I’d rather not.” Remarked Harriett, “Not only because there’s a point I need to show this debased city.” and she pointedly raised her remote. “But you’ll see that ‘releasing’ my successor won’t be so simple.” With a click, the drapery that was concealing the witness stand fell.

“C-cum! CUM! I need to CUM! I need to cum so BAAAAAD!” The current District Attorney wailed in **** delight.

What Robin beheld was an effigy to perversion. The DA was bound to a sinister sexual device. A structure that held her body aloft, looming over her as it positioned her body forward, like a large, powerful woman mounting her pitiful toy like a horse.

“My cock! My COCK! It’s so hard it huuuurts~!” She screamed in euphoric agony.

Wrapped around the femmes waist and connecting to the machine’s own, a pumping apparatus with several spongy rings was rigorously jerking off the attorney’s cock. Rapidly stroking its length like a locomotive’s piston.

“Ohhh~! Oh, Goddessssss!! I’m gonna be gaping!” She cried in mad arousal.

From behind, its huge dildos were smashing into her pussy and ass at rapid-fire. Coming in and out asynchronously to never let even a second of respite. So thick they stretched her into new levels of joyful penetration.

“Wh-wha-what? What is this!” Gaping in awe of the intricate tool devoted to inflicting torturous pleasure. “Wha-what have you done to her!?” Just seeing her such **** ministration made her nethers tingle.

“What I’ve done is punish yet another corrupt official plaguing this city. Another whose fallen short of the standard I established during my time in the office.” “AND I’M GETTING MYSELF OFF BY DRIVING THIS BITCH WILD!”

“However, you should pay attention to the more important feature of my device.”

Harriet casually waved her remote, directing Robin’s eyes to the several large canisters equipped to the structure, containing a strange magenta-hued substance. Two were higher on the form like giant liquid-filled tits jutting out, with the DA’s head between them and once large vat in its torso. Scores of tubes extracted the essence to the rings on her cock and the dildos violating her behind.

If Ricarda weren’t trapped so deep in her subconscious, she would find the content similar to the substance she found on the train.

“You-you, How?” Robin stammered, still recoiling from seeing the DA in such a compromising and admittedly arousing position. “Y-you won’t get away with this.”

“Oh, won’t I?” Harriett sneered. “Are you going to stop me, little sidekick? Can you handle me all by yourself?” “NOTHING LITTLE ABOUT THE GIRL HARRIETT! YOU’VE SEEN THOSE CHEEKS”

That incensed the sidekick and slightly gave back her composure. “Y-Yes, Yes, I can! I beat your women. I know I can handle you.” Robin drew her escrima sticks, eager to avenge her affronted pride. “The Bat won’t even need to bother herself. I’ll take you down and save the DA before she even gets here.”

“Oh, ho ho! Is that so little bird!” Harriet delighted in Robin’s petulance. “Well, both of your statements are wrong. Firstly, you might have made short work of my useless underlings, BUT I’LL BE THE ONE POUNDING YOU DOWN, I GUARANTEE THAT ON YOUR JUICY TITS!” Once again, she raised her remote. “Secondly, your sense of persons, their priorities and location, is inaccurate.” With a click, the banister obscuring the judge’s stand fell.

Robin’s escrima sticks rattled on the floor as she lost her grip, overwhelmed by horror at the sight of her mentor, her partner, The Bat, as Two-Face’s hostage. The Dark Knightress rigged in the same devious device as the District Attorney.

The Bat went to infiltrate the courthouse alone, ordering Robin to stay and secure the outside perimeter. However, it was the longer than usual radio silence that convinced Robin to break her mentors’ orders. Or rather, the excuse she wanted to give in to her indignation at being regulated to rear guard.

“This can’t be happening!” The Bat obviously snuck past the minions without them noticing. That was the only reason why they were still conscious when Robin stormed the building. “No...N-NO!” The Bat had to be unseen in the shadows nearby, assessing her, she presumed. That’s why she didn’t arrive into a pitched battle. “There’s no way!” Gotham’s dark savior couldn’t be in her enemy’s clutches!

Yet a part of Robin, a large part, felt vindicated.

“How could you do this!” Robin cried, “You were girlfriends! You, The Bat, and Captain Gordon were the triumvirate that gangbanged the mobs! You were Gotham’s saviors.”

“And this was how Gotham rewarded me!” Harriet waved to her warped form. The Hussy sneaked a grope on Harriett’s side, which the ‘saner’ side slapped away. “I was the only one who that suffered. I was the one inflicted by their final bid for petty ****. I was the one turned into a freak!”

“BUT FRANKLY, I LOVE BEING A FREAK!”

“And then cast aside despite my dedication to purify this harlot of a city!” Harriett composed herself and stared coldly at Robin. “But now I can teach my former ‘friends’ and this city the lesson I’ve always wanted to. Starting with a dirty lawyer and the woman who tricked me into believing in her.”

“Firstly, I must state that this part was entirely Hussy’s idea.” “OF COURSE IT WAS! YOU COULDN’T COME UP WITH SOMETHING SO CLEVER AND SATISFYING AT THE SAME TIME!” Two-Face pulled out a small vial.

Again which, Ricarda would find familiar.

“I stumbled upon the substance that turned me into...this...”

“This SEXY BEAST!”

“Quiet Hussy.” She admonished her other side. Then, turning back to Robin, “Despite this infernal concoction cursing me. I realized it gave me a unique opportunity. So I had it modified. It overstimulates semen production, churning and churning and churNING UP THAT NUT BUTTER!”

Two-Face walked to the suffering DA. The agony was evident on her face. Her chemically deprived, **** need to orgasm is driving her insane. Two-Face gently massaged her cockhead, making her let out a shriek both Harriett and the Hussy enjoyed.

“Yet they will never feel relief again! Because it also makes them unable to ejaculate, kept at the edge for every waking moment of consciousness. Never allowed to unleash their jizz upon every slutty woman tempting them.”

Two-Face stole her gaze, smiling warmly and mockingly. “It’s a terrible burden, isn’t it? Every muscle in your body, every fiber of your being, is demanding, begging to erupt~.”

“I… I NEED IT! I NEED TO BUST MY LOAD NOW!”

A manic look washed across Two-Face’s face. “you weak little BITCH!~You’re experiencing just a fraction of what I’ve endured. The constant temptation of SWEET LOOKING SLUTS. Everywhere I look, BIG TITTIES and PHAT ASSES and THICK COCKS. Everyone is trying to break me, make me compromise my mission against the lewdness plaguing this city.”

Two-Face moved up to The Bat, hanging like a gargoyle from her stimulating imprisonment. Using a ladder, sat on the judge’s stand to gloat up close and personal. “As for you ‘girlfriend,’ I should have realized sooner that you were the herald of an even worse age of debased insanity.” “YOU WERE THE FIRST OF THE FREAKY BITCHES MAKING GOTHAM CRAZY”

Yet as Two-Face mocked her captured adversary, she couldn’t help but begrudgingly admire The Bats form. Especially drawn down to her vigorously treated organ. And neither side could deny its powerful allure. Despite the chemical not having as much of an effect on The Bat as she would have liked, it didn’t need them to look oversized.

“And...And kn-know what it feels like to,” Harriet bit her lip, “to have such engorged, and full, and big...Goddess, it’s so big...”

Two-Face’s right hand rose to give her left ass cheek a hearty SMACK.

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOH~!” “HEY! KNOCK IT OFF, HARRIETT! I’M SUPPOSED TO BE THE HORNDOG!”

“Of...Of course,” Harriet wrenched herself away from the Bat’s abundant crotch. “You might be acting tough right now, Bat. But even you won’t be able to resist forever.”

The Caped Crusader gave nothing but stoic determination. Her incomparable penile training and indefatigable will held her against the **** stimulation and chemical influence, pushing down the overwhelming need to unleash her femme cum.

But for how long, Robin worried.

Two-Face returned to facing the sidekick. “So, what will you do, my little bird? Your Mommy Bat is in my clutches alongside the soon-to-be-former District Attorney.” “BOTH OF THEM WILL NEVER AGAIN FEEL THE BLISS OF SWEET, SWEET RELEASE!”

What could Robin do? Her mind raced desperately for salvation. Not only the DA, but she had to save the Bat! She knew one wrong move would condemn them both to eternal anejaculation. But so would stalling any longer. She had to do something! Anything!

And then, a muse of inspiration struck with a brilliant solution.

“I-I-I’ll give you a blowjob! If I let you use my slutty sidekick mouth as a cum dumpster, will you let them go?” Robin declared.

Harriett’s face showed shock, feigned disgust, and a gleam of anticipation. But it quickly morphed as the Hussy grinned from beaming steel eye to blazing gold. “OH HO HO HO! I NEVER TURN DOWN A CHANCE FOR SOME GOOD HEAD! WHY NOT! I’LL GIVE YOU THE CHANCE!”

In an instant, the Hussy undid their pants and revealed twin femme cocks that flopped far down her legs. One her normal skin color and a twin magenta-hued schlong next to it. “Wha…buh…” Robin babbled out, already cock-broken by the sight of the twin rods. Her legs brought her to Two-Face, then down to her knees between the erect cocks.

“The most shameful part of this affliction. Not only do I have to suffer my large, overeager burden. The formula cursed with a second one. “GOOD THING TOO! I DON’T HAVE TO SHARE WITH THIS TIGHTWAD!” The Hussy’s dick slapped itself against Harriett’s. Making its twin tense and throb, and Harriett bite her lip.

“HERE’S THE GAME WE’LL PLAY! IF YOU SUCK ME OFF AND GET ME TO CUM, WE’LL LET THE BAT GO.” Hussy used her pelvis strength to bring her cock to the side and…*SMACK*! Sent it straight into the side of Robin’s face. “BUT IF YOU MANAGE TO GET THIS PRUDE TO ENJOY A GOOD JIZZING, WE’LL RELEASE THE LAWYER BITCH.” Harriett’s equally erect and throbbing meat bat came the other way, colliding with her other cheek.

The hapless sidekick recovered from the double cock battering, almost begging for more. But, instead, she looked up with nervous but secretly eager eyes. “And-and you promise, whoever’s cock I blow, you’ll let whoever’s connected free?

“As deplorable as this idea is, it can serve to prove my point.” Harriet unconvincingly stated, “I am a woman of my word. I have respect for the binding of...” “YEAH YEAH, SURE, WHATEVER! GET BLOWING THROAT-SLUT!”

With that encouragement, Robin moved closer to the imposing twins over her head. Now that she was in their presence, Ricarda didn’t know how to go forward. Which dick would fill her mouth: the Hussy’s magenta monster or Harriett’s normal-hued but equally sizable dong? Both of their hot, potent smell made her sweat and stiffened her fat nipples.

“DON’T BE SHY. GO AHEAD!” The Hussy purred. “GIVE EM A TASTE.”

Then, finally, Robin’s mouth moved to the Hussy’s, rubbing her cheek on its hot length, rubbing her lips, letting her tongue out for a bit of a lick.

I can down her cock and free the Bat, The growingly musk-addled girl though, Then we could take down Two-Face together. The nymphomaniac is so eager. She probably wouldn’t last long.

But then her mouth turned to Harriets, giving the ex-Attorney a slow savory lick, eliciting a shutter from both of them.

But that could mean the DA would suffer the horrible fate of never cumming again. If they couldn’t defeat Two-Face and free her fast enough. The Bat would never forgive me for neglecting some else for her sake. That logic made her tongue linger on Harriett’s cock longer, her eyes going more and more distant as she lathered.

But that could mean losing the Bat to crippling ejaculation denial. That invasive idea made her jolt back to the Hussys, putting the length sideways in her mouth and moving her head side to side to graze it with her lips and tongue.

She couldn’t lose her Mentor. She couldn’t lose her Mommy. She lightly munched on the crotch sausage, getting an appreciative growl from Hussy.

But the duty that her Mommy instilled within her made Robin move her back to Harriett’s cock. Moving up to its peak, she kissed its tip, getting a taste of the welling dollops of precum. The taste was compelling her to lick and swirl her tongue on the cockhead.

No, She trained me better than that. I swore to uphold justice. No matter what it cost. No matter how hard, hot, and throbbing it would be to swallow.

Two-Face was heedless of Robin’s quandary. The foreplay of seeing Robin struggle and gradually break, along with Harriett’s squirming, was getting old. When Robin widened her mouth to suck on the bulbous crown, The Hussy pushed her hips, pushing Harriett’s mouth-filling cockhead into her mouth, indenting her cheek. Another thrust brought it to the roof of her mouth, her tongue sliding on the underside.

Robin’s thoughts emptied when a third thrust brought the femme cock to the back of her throat, putting a third of Harriett’s cock inside her. That bump hit the switch. Her brain focused its functions on the more important task of giving the supervillain a blowjob. The hesitance she had quickly died away as she brought her head up and down the length with vigor. The initial amateurish scarfing quickly refining into professional sucking.

Robin even rose herself up to take it in her mouth horizontally, straightening her back parallel to the ground to allow Harriett’s cock deeper into her throat. Next, she grabbed Two-Face’s hips to get a better purchase. Then, she pressed up and presented her ass as her cape slid off her side.

This was more Hussy’s speed! Seeing Robin, putting all her body into shoving Harriett’s cock in and out her onahole of an esophagus. Feeling Harriett struggling to deny the pleasure. It was worth being passed over, and her femme cock angrily throbbing in jealousy.

“WOW, HARRIETT, I’VE NEVER SEEN ANYONE GET YOU MAKING THAT FACE SO QUICKLY.” The Hussy reveled. “Nooooooooo~! Her throat feels too gooood~!!” Harriett failed to correct her pleasure contortions and sighed in bliss.

“GIRL, YOUR TAKING IT LIKE YOU’VE NEVER HAD A BLOWJOB IN YOUR LIFE. AND AFTER ALL THE ONES I MADE YOU GET, YOU SHOULDN’T BE GIVING IN SO FAST!

“Hussy, Please~!” Harriett tried to defend herself as her hands grabbed Robin’s head and thrust her pelvis to match her pace. It-its-It’s not my fault! She-She’s too good at this! It has to be a natural talent. She’s born slut!”

“I DUNNO HARI. IT SOUNDS LIKE YOUR MAKING WEAK-ASS EXCUSES!” Ooooooh, that’s the trigger word. No other could enflame Harriett’s so. So now the former lawyer would rail the slutkick **** on her dick, the one that “made” her compromise herself.

Hussy knew too well how to egg Harriett on to indulge in lust. It’s why Goddess Catwoman created her, after all.

“OOOOhhhhhhhh! This is your doing, Little Robin, making me debase myself like this,” Harriett chastises, yet doesn’t slow in the slightest. “HAH~! What a whore you are!” One of the hands gripping her scalp went to pull at Robin’s green tights. Drawing them in a deep wedgie so taught her cheeks entirely swallowed them. “These skimpy lower garments. The Bat honestly lets you wear this on that nasty, overdeveloped ASS of yours! Shameful girl! If you were in my household, we would have made you swallow those shorts while we spank you red!” “MAYBE THAT’S WHAT A NAUGHTY GIRL LIKE HER NEEDS, HARI!” “For once, Hussy, you have a good point!”

She pulls the wedgie up to Robin’s head before letting it smack back. Then strikes down her hand on the large, undulating pillows.

*SMACK*

“Naughty Girl!”

*SMACK*

“Naughty”

*SMACK*

“Naughty”

*SMACK*

“NAUGHTY~!!!”

Each strike upon his sensitive rear made the fat-bottomed sidekick groan in delight. It spurred her on, using her cock-pleasuring funnel even harder. Harriett “reprimanding” only sped up her climax. Only The Hussy seemed aware of that, as her other consciousness and the mouth pussy they’re using is too orally fixated.

Hussy was ecstatic with how this scheme turned out. Of course, Harriett was going to bitch that they couldn’t expose and punish another corrupt official, and bla bla. But she can console herself by proving what depraved whores Gotham’s people are, especially their superheroes. But, more importantly, Hussy got Harriet to show what a depraved whore she is.

“IT LOOKS LIKE YOU’LL SAVE THE DAY AFTER ALL!” Hussy mocked Robin as she felt Harriett’s well about to burst. “GREAT JOB, ROBUTT! TOO BAD YOUR BAT MOMMY’S GONNA END UP CORKED FOR LIFE!”

“HEY HARI! WE SHOULD TEASE THE BAT WITH HAND JOBS FROM TIME TO TIME! AND WE CAN GET THE BIRD GIRL TO…”

Hussy cut off when she felt room temperature on Harriett’s cock. Robin suddenly released her mouth. “Wha-what? DON’T STOP! I-I mean, it’s quite rude to….” “WHAT THE HELL!, YOU CAN’T JUST STOP! HARI’S NUT BUTTER IS GOING DOWN YOUR THROAT!”

Robin grips the base of both shafts. Her eyes got back their focus and had gleam like The Hussy’s own. “Oh, I’m not done, Two-Face. I just need to get my mouth ready.”

“Ready?” Harriett exclaimed, “What are….”

“...YOU UP…”

“ToooooOoOoOoOoOhHhHhHhHhHhHhHhHhHhHhHhHhHhHhHhHhHhHhHh~!”

Robin cut off both personalities when she deep throats Harritt and Hussy’s cocks in one go. She nearly loses consciousness, her throat is in agony, and her eyes rolled back into her socket. But she held firm and took them down.

Robin made this plan before she lost herself in the pleasure of giving head. She wouldn’t sacrifice the DA to save her mentor but didn’t want to lose The Bat. But why choose? As she made sure Two-Face confirmed, whoever blew their load, the person selected for that cock would be released. The optimal solution is easy, Guzzle down both overfilling dicks. All Robin needed to do was make sure she timed up perfectly.

“OOOOOOOHHH~!!! OH, YOU CHEEKY” “Hussy! Stop rubbing your dick on mine! It’s too much~!!!” She could feel both cocks in her straining throat throbbing. They were almost there. Robin doesn’t know how much more she can take. Her eyes have gone white, and her body is shaking. But the world’s greatest sidekick rose to the challenge and brought a vigor more splendid than her single blowjob, hammering herself down to the base of Two-Face’s crotch.

That was the final straw. Two-Face unleashed a double river of cum, exploding in Robin’s mouth. Drenching her insides and filling her with her meal for the week. The overwhelming load made her cum copious amounts of rich pussy juice. But she held onto consciousness.

Robin swallowed the mouth-filling load. “Hah, Hah~! A-Alright Two-Face. I did it. I took both of your thick, hard cocks and guzzled your hot jizz like the good little fuckhole I am~!” GULP, a large indent of splooge traveled down her throat. “Now release The Bat and the DA.” Two-Face looked downwards at Robin’s pretty face messed up with cum.

“I’ll admit, you’re a more creative slut than she thought,” Harriett conceded. “And I am a woman of my word. I will not punish them with anorgasmia,”

Robin smiled and swallowed another wad in her mouth. She did it; Robin overcame Two-Face with what was surprisingly her first blowjob. She was proud to prove she was the best slutty sidekick, and she holed that it showed her mentor to have more faith in her but

That hope dashed immediately from a reverse flip of a switch.

Ooooooh. Hooo Hoooooooh! OooooooOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!” The DA cock exploded with ****, unlike anything she’s blown before. The Bat’s cock slit, after an intense resistance, unleashed its hose spewing of spunk.

“OOOOOOOOHHHH~! OO-OOOOH MY GOOOOOOODESSSSSSSSS~!!!” The DA was losing her mind. The thunderous endorphins from her climax burning out every other thought process in the several liter torrents.

“But, But you promised.” Robin could only cry to Two-Face. She used all her energy to suck their dicks.

“And I did, my dear Robin..” Harriett calmly explained. “Instead, they will BLOW THE BIGGEST LOAD EVER OUT OF THEIR FUCKING COCKS! They will cum, and cum anD CUM AND CUM AND CUM AND CUM UNTIL THEY LOSE THEIR MINDS AND BECOME RAVENOUS SEX MANIACS LIKE ME!!!”

Before Robin could try to muster any strength, Two-Face **** her to the ground. She tried to get up only to find control of her body taken from her. The twin cocks she rigorously tended to in her mouths were now teasing her pussy and ass. Penetrating enough to activate the mysterious power that makes women submit to a femme for hard fucking.

"Mmmmmmmm Noooooooooooo! My pussy! My assssssssssssss," Robin was compelled to arch her back high and present her expansive booty in preparation.

“AS FOR YOU, MY SWEET CHEEKS, I’LL DO THE HONORS OF BREAKING YOU. YOU’RE GONNA BE MY PRECIOUS SLUT SIDEKICK.”

As the DA practically cummed her brains out and the Bat would soon follow suit, all Robin could do was bouncing her booty on the two cockheads ready to ram her. “You brought this upon yourself, Robin.” Harriet denounced, “Eager, nubile little whores like you, Tempting virtuous women like myself. How can I be expected to resist that sweet plump booty when it’s constantly jigglin’ and wigglin’?” “ I’M GONNA PLOW THAT WOBBLING DONK FROM HERE TO METROPOLIS!”

“Mnhhouh~... N-nhouuh, I-I’m n-not….” All Robin could do was weakly mewl in protest.

“Of course, that’s to be expected from a twerk-slut like you. You’ve always been like this, and you always will be.”

“Isn’t that right, Nightwing?” So said a new fourth voice, one that Ricarda heard moments ago in the real world.

“Wwwwbuhhh, what are you taaaaAAAAHHH~!!” “Muuuuuaaah...my...names n-not”

“Oh! That’s right. Your name’s Ri Ri. A proper name for a true phat ass. Great job on that blowjob, by the way. That mouth will come in handy in the future, I assure you.”

“You should see stupid look your face! you look like you don’t have a single brain cell in your horny little brain, only images of fat, thick cocks, and clapping buttcheeks.”

“But that’s alright, and ahegao face suits a sex doll like…”.

*SMACK*

Before Robin’s vision went purple and gold, suddenly, both of her back holes are empty.

Being freed from the near double penetration gives her back control of her body. Finally, however, her adrenaline wore out, and she collapsed in orgasmic shock.

She vaguely hears The Bat knock out Two-Face’s body with a meaty slap of her cock. One that was still letting out spurts of ejaculation. The Bat freed herself from her sex prison. Robin was successful in taking focus away from her to give the time she needed. Yet it was too late for the broken D.A., reduced to nothing more than a mindless cum spewer.

Ricarda’s dream fades as she stirs awake for the coming morning, its last moments of her younger self as Robin wallowed in humiliation and the aftermath of pleasure. Her mentor was standing over her slutty sidekick, and the slutty sidekick is too ashamed to look up. The fading bitch cries of the former District attorney, roaring like an animal in neverending heat.

This concluded Ricarda Grayson’s precisely accurate and totally not perverted recollection of her memories.