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Ivy waited, as Wayne and his date were talking, for the little alterations to the garden she had made. Each and everyone of the plants were now releasing with the scents a form of knock out gas. A slow acting gas which also caused temporary weakness, hopefully not being noticed till it was too late. Slowly, each of the guests went down. She made sure to pump a little extra with the billionaire and the blond.

Which was followed by the vines wrapping around the two of them. She thought, 'First two are better then one. Wayne should be more under control with a second hostage. Besides, she's hot and would make a good ****.'

She took out two bulbs the size of melons, before placing one on each of her captives. She continued her thoughts, "Each one of these bulbs contain a mixture of air, a sedative and my own pheromones in concentrated form. By the time that they get to my lair, their bodies will be filled with my pheromones and under my spell."

She had her vines again, move them to the van she had 'borrowed' from the owner. Soon they were driving away.

Later...

Bruce awakened slowly, as his memories returned to him. He was at his party when people started to fall to the grown. Before he could even react, he had fallen as well. Looking around as more awareness returned to him, he saw Karen next to him. Strung up on various vines. As was he when he looked at his limbs.

'This has Ivy's name all over it." he thought, as he became a little aroused when thinking of the femme fatale. He continued, "She must have started to pump her pheromones in the building."

He began to search for the likely spot Ivy was hiding. A flower or Venus fly trap of some kind. The usual plants she used as a throne. As Karen woke up, cursing up a storm, a flower moved from behind the other plants. It opened to reveal Ivy in all of her stunning glory, dressed in the minimum amount of leaves required in the warm damp greenhouse they were likely in.

Seeing her in person only made Bruce feel more aroused as she came closer. Stronger then any other time he had been under those same pheromones. It was getting harder to focus on anything other then Ivy and her perfection.

"I wanted to capture Wayne as bait for Batman. But I seemed to have gotten more." said the seductress, not knowing that she had her prize in her hands. She continued, "But I think it would be best if I had you both under control when he comes. So I have to decide which one of you to kiss firsh. The handsome prince of Gotham? Or the beautiful, busty blond?

I mean, I'm gonna do both of you in the end. But where to begin?"