Selina wakes up restrained, the GCPD arrive.

Selina groaned as consciousness returned to her. She was restrained, Batcuffs on her wrists and ankles, Frank and his men splayed unconscious around her. Her goggles, comm, and other tools, even her hidden lockpicks, lay stripped and smashed in a pile before her. Selina would've given Batwoman props, but the closeness of the sirens was taking up most of her attention right now.

Squads of GCPD officers poured into the building, locking it down.

"Detective, over here! We've got Penguin's men, and they're breathing!" One officer called out.

Renee Montoya, sporting an impressive black eye, approached Selina. She gulped.

"Selina Kyle. Just the woman I was looking for." Montoya chuckled. After their confrontation earlier, it seemed the tables had turned.

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Montoya had been the one to process Selina herself. Dragging her through the station, the lesbian cop undressed Selina.

"Sorry toots, looks like we don't have anything in your size. I'll order something in, but you know who things are..." Montoya smirked.

Zzzzzp...

Pulling out a penknife, Montoya hacked at Selina's catsuit, slicing it off so as to undress her without removing the Batcuffs.

"Very mature, Montoya. You're lucky I'm not ashamed of being perpwalked in my underwear." Selina taunted.

As soon as Selina had finished yapping, a few deft strokes of Montoya's knife cut away Selina's bra and panties. She just had to open her big mouth...

Selina held her head high as Montoya shoved her, making her walk naked through the bullpen. Cops cheered, wolf-whistled, one even snapped a quick photo of her.

"You better not let Yin see you doing this, or it's your badge, Montoya." Captain Cash said, looking the other way.

"Don't pretend you ain't adding this to the spank bank, family man!" Montoya laughed, playfully palming one of Selina's tits.

Just as they were nearly at the holding cell containing Frank and Penguin's goons, Montoya changed directions.

"Uh oh, that one's looking pretty full. Tell you what Kyle, why don't we put you somewhere else?"

Wheeling Selina around, Montoya shoved her down another corridor, eventually depositing her in a remote cell with five burly, Italian looking men.

"Hmm, you robbed Don Falcone, these guys all work for him. Trash belongs with trash, I guess."

Montoya unlocked Selina's cuffs, just long enough to shove Selina's wrists through the bars and cuff them in place, so she was immobilised, bent over and defenceless before Falcone's men.

"Have fun, boys." Montoya smirked, giving Selina a playful kiss before leaving her to her fate.

"Montoya, you bitch!" Selina cried out. The detective was already gone, however.

"You first, Capo." One captive said respectfully, letting an older man be the first to approach Selina, cock out and rock hard.

Selina shrieked, struggled against her bonds, tried to kick, but there was nothing she could do to stop the Italian seizing her hips, lining her up and forcing his cock, completely dry, into her asshole.