Katherine Kane had squeezed into her ultra skin tight latex Batsuit, she cursed to herself, it sure seemed like her suit was getting tighter as each night went on. If she stepped on the scale and she gained anything she would absolutely scream. After fighting against her first diabolical enemy for the night, her suit, twisting and pulling it into place making sure it was in every spot perfectly she donned her mask and cape and headed out into the night, responding to a silent alarm that had been tripped at the Gotham Museum of fine arts. She remarked as she leaped rooftop to rooftop that there was a new centuries old Pharohs puzzle exhibit and thought that the Riddler would be the likely assaliant. SHe checked the security system once she got to the museum, sure enough it was disabled. SHe proceeded through the skylight after she carefully opened it, decending down into the vast open area of the main exhibit, she unhooked the rope from her belt and proceeded to look for clues.
"It's about time you got here," Eddie observed nonchalantly, leaning on a sarcophagous deep in the shadows of the darkened museum. In one hand, he held a priceless papyrus said to contain the clues to a pharoah's forgotten trove. In the other, his trademark cane spun in idle circles between his fingers. "I've been waiting nearly twenty minutes now. You must be slowing down." He looked her up and down slowly, a smirk tugging the corner of his mouth. "Have you put on weight? The batsuit seems a bit more snug than usual tonight."
Batwoman turned around as sheheard the familiar voice of the Riddler. She was about to head in that direction when she heard him comment on her weight, it was almost like he had been inside her head. It was enough to stop her, frozen in her tracks for a moment. She looked herself over for a second, then shook her head, mind games as usual. "Enough trying to distract me Riddler, hand over the papyrus and I won't have to hurt you much." She watched as he looked her up and down, like she was a piece of meat, her eyes on his twirling cane, a neferious weapon full of gases and all sorts of things to give a heroine a huge pain in the ass, also a good club at times, and that handle, god does it do the damage to a woman......
"It's right here, Batwoman," he teased, holding the valuable scroll between his fingers and dangling it at her like bait. "If you think you can take it from me, you're more than welcome to try. Though I think you're balance is going to be thrown off by all those extra pounds you're carrying." Eddie snickered, but there was a clear change in his posture that indicated if she moved toward him, he would be ready to react. After all, he hadn't gone to all this trouble just to handover what he had rightfully pilfered--or have his fun with the she-bat.
Batwoman just glared at him, another shot at her weight, she watched him shift he was ready for her if she attacked. At least from the front, she pulled off one of her red 'bat-wings' offof her guantlets, popping it open into a red batarang she let it fly, it sailed through the air directly at the Riddlers head, knocking his bowler off his head as she ran towards him hoping her gamble paid off, she balled up her right fist ready to give him a upper cut to the chin if it paid off. If it did not, well, she might be in pain, or who knows what, she would deal with the what ifs later.
Momentarily distracted by his hat being knocked off his head, Eddie recovered just in time to see the fist sailing at his chin. His face rocked upward with the force of the blow, but he'd been expecting her to get physical sooner or later. The papyrus dropped from his fingers as he balled up his hand into a fist and sent it hard into the taut muscle of her stomach, before he attempted to bring his cane down in a clubbing blow against her shoulder.
'uhhhhhhhhfffffffff' Batwoman doubled over from the blow to her stomach she staggered off to the side of the Riddler for a moment as she tried to regain her composure. She felt the Riddlers cane drive home into her shoulder, 'nnnnnnnnnnnnn' She fell to her hands and knees, as she reached up holding her shoulder with her left hand, trying to regain her senses before another blow struck her. In a vain attempt to fight through the pain she tried a leg sweep on the Riddler to buy her some time.
Knocked off his feet, Riddler landed on his back hard, grimacing against the pain of his impact with the hard marble-paneled floor. He lashed out with a one foot, hoping to catch Batwoman in the upper chest and knock her backward, eliminating the momentary advantage she had gained and giving him time to regain his feet.
Batwoman's idea had worked it gave her that split second she needed to regain her senses, even though her shoulder was killing her. She moved in on the Riddler as he fell, only to recieve a foot right between her breasts, his heel striking both her breasts, directly in her cleavage. Sending Batwoman backwards into the empty standing sarcophagous that the riddler had been leaning against, momentarily stunned from her shoulder and now pain to her chest. uhhhhhhhhh.'
Eddie scrambled back to his feet, quick to follow up on the upper hand he had--for the moment--gained. As soon as he was upright, he charged for Batwoman, tackling her bodily into the sarcophagous and sending them and it tumbling to the floor again in a tangle. Through their entwined arms and legs, Riddler struggled to keep his opponent underneath him, slowly bringing the head of his cane toward her face.
The lid slamming shut on them as the sacophagous finally came to a halt, Batwoman found herself underneath the Riddler, From the force of him ramming into her it had knocked the wind out of her. She saw stars in front of her eyes momentarilly, as her vision came back to her, she felt her arms and leg twisted in the Riddlers, her vision finally clear only to see the cane right in her face. And the Riddlers thumb pressing the butoon and the vile spray hitting her full force into her masked face. 'nnnnnnooo uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.'
"Yessss," Riddler hissed back in triumph. At last, he had the opportunity to test out his latest batch of arousal gas, a much higher potency chemical than he usually use. He had waited until the middle of the fight to use it because her increased heart rate and adrenaline would only serve to magnify the effect of the already enhanced formula. He wasn't exactly sure what the results would be, but he was fairly certain fighting would soon be the last thing on Batwoman's mind ...
Batwoman heard the Riddler saying yessss, as the cloud engulfed her as she inhaled deeply, her racing heart only sped up, her nipples grew as hard as diamonds, her latex Batsuit straining against them causing even more sensations, she bit her lower lip as her pussy instantly became wet, every inch of her body touching her latex was on fire, every inch, every fiber of her being on fire with a sudden desire. SHe looked up at the Riddler, her chest moving in and out as she breathed heavily, sweat trickling down her face coming from beneath her mask, trickling down her nek and into her suit. She struggled against the confinement they were forced to share. so tight, together, him on top of her, her eyes looking into his from behind her mask. Her body was rought with desire, her mind completely placient, open completely to suggestion.
It was easy to see that the gas was beginning to take effect, though Riddler suspected she had only just started to experience the true power of his latest chemical concoction. Her body now alive with sensation, her struggles grew more frantic, though her eyes now told him she was no longer trying solely to escape. "Isn't that batter?" he whispered in the tight confines of the sarcophagous, his face going to her neck to nibble at the skintight material and the warm flesh underneath. He slid his body deliberately across hers ever so slightly, his chest dragging over her breasts, his hips bearing down on hers. He was curious to see how she would react to his sudden shift from aggressor to ... well. He'd be interested to see.
'ohhhhhhh, yessssss, better." Batwoman spoke, she closed her eyes as the Riddler kissed her latex covered neck the feeling was exquisite, and then his lips touched her steamy flesh, the tight confines of the sarcophagous heating her body up fast, along with the chemicals in her body. SHe let out a moan as the Riddler ground his body into hers, her breasts pulling and pushing against his body. 'uhhhhhhhhhh.' She moans as his hip ground into hers, her mind was reeling, slipping further and further away. Why was she there, her body so so hot, and steaming and wet, from excitement from everything. 'mmmmmmmmm' She moaned trying to move her arms. Her hips spreading as wide as possible giving the Riddler better access and letting him know she was changing, become far more suceptable to him.
Feeling her thighs spreading as wide as they could within the confines of the sarcophagous, Riddler was quick to capitalize on her tacit invitation. He ground her stiffening cock, separated from her wet pussy by only a few layers of thin fabric, hard against her core as he continued trailing fiery kisses and small nips up her neck. He moved a hand to cup the side of her left breast, thumb inching slowly toward her erect nipple. "You want this, don't you?" he murmurred, so close she could feel his lips forming the words through her skintight suit. "You want to be taken like a slut right here ..."
He was pressing into her pussy, Batwoman was inviting him into her, only a few had been let in, and none were ever a man. THat did not matter, why though, she was a lesbian, that did not matter, she needed the Riddler, her mind was a blaze of erotic sensations, common sense was no longer something she cared for, she moaned as the Riddler touched her breast, she felt him nearly touching her white hot pink nipple trapped in the latex. ' uhhhhhhhh. Yesssssss, taken, taken like a.....slut mmmmmmmmm.' Batwoman moved her thighs against his, her pussy was getting so hot, it was nearly screaming from the latex of her costume being forced inside, she felt his cock trying to spread her lips. 'mmmmmmmmm'
Riddler flicked his thumb over Batwoman's rock-hard nipple, teasing it to even greater arousal beneath her costume. He could feel the heat radiating from her pussy even through his trousers, causing his shaft to harden further in response. He brought his face to hers, crushing his mouth down over her ruby-colored lips in a hungry, demanding kiss that lasted for several delicious moments before he suddenly pulled away. "Good," he murmurred huskily. "That's all I needed to know." The new formula was clearly a rousing success--in more ways than one. But he'd gotten what he'd come for. Eddie began to rise, pushing the sarcophagous lid partly open as he began to pull away. "Not that it hasn't be fun," he said with a throaty laugh. "But I got what I came for. I have a scroll to study."
'ohhhhhhh yesssssssss.' She kissed him back wanting everything he was giving her, her body nearing a climax, the gas running through her system, the feeling of his cock getting harder and pushing into even more, she needed him, oh yes. and then he pulled away. Her tongue had been feverishly snaking arond his as he pulled away. *gasp* She had inwardly gasped and wached him leaving her, that was it, he was nothing but a pussy tease, working her up, he had gotten what he had wanted, used her for what, what did he need to know, he was going to work on that damn scroll instead of her. SHe was pissed, she head butted him and kneed him between the legs out of the sarcophagous. SHe pulled herself out of it, sweat dripping off her hair, her wig was completely soaked, her hair was likely a mess underneath, she did not care, the Riddler would not get that scroll, he had started this. She draped a leg over the edge continuing to get out.
At the sudden eruption of pain between his legs, Riddler barely noticed the headbutt at first, falling over backward out of the sarcophagous. He lay on the floor in a daze for a few moments, his cane just out of reach and the rising Batwoman now between him and the papyrus. This was certainly a reaction he hadn't anticipated--clearly the formula was increasing her aggression along with her sex drive. That could make this a very dangerous situation, indeed. As she extricated herself from their former confinement, Eddie scrambled to reach his cane before she was on top of him again ...
Batwoman kicked the Riddler in the ribs, sending him falling over his cane, giving him that small advantage, she paid it no mind as she raised her leg and bunted the scroll all the way across the museum there was a crass of glass somewhere as it likely hit another display case. If he had wanted it that damn bad he would need to locate it all over again. Her hart was racing, her hands roamed over her body softly as she pulled them away and balled up her fists to turn and face the Riddler again.
Groaning as her foot thudded against his ribcage, Eddie rolled on top of his cane. It took him a moment to catch his breath, his fingers wrapping gingerly around the haft as he dragged himself back to his feet to confront the enraged Batwoman. He risked a swing at her side, but it was poorly aimed and fairly weak, given he hadn't quite recovered from the blows he had just absorbed. "Get back!"
'uffff.' The cane's hit had only been a nudging blow, she straghtened herself, and gave him a right cross to the chin, followed by a left round house kick to the chin. She was going to make him pay, for teasing her, his little cane wouldn't help him for long.
The repeated blows to the chin sent Riddler reeling backwards, and he only barely managed to keep his feet. One hand rose to rub at his aching jaw, and he tried to blink away the stars dancing in front of his eyes from the heavy blows. Seemingly out of pure reflex, he raised his cane again, his finger fumbling for the button that would l expel a second dose of gas into the angry femme's flushed face.
Batowman ran at the Riddler as he staggered backwards the second powerful dose of the gas hitting her directly. 'uhhhhhhhhhhhhh.' She grabbed her face as she breathed in the chemicals and fell to her knees before him, her mind reeling from the second exposure, her body literally burning uncontrolably, what the second dose would do to her was lost on her. She was on her hands and knees before him breathing heavily, her breasts moved up and down rapidly.
Riddler, for his part, wasn't sure what effect a second dose, administered so soon after the first, would have on the heroine. He did know, however, that he had to capitalize on his advantage quickly. Obviously, her body was burning, and if it didn't find the release it craved, she'd continue to fight. Which left him one option. He twined his fingers through her long red hair and bent down to press his lips against hers again, his tongue darting between her teeth to taste her deeply.
'mmmmmmmmmmmmm' Still on her hands and knees Batwoman kissed him back turning her body slightly to his, she felt her wig slowly start to shift as his fingers twined into it. SHe sat back on her legs,and put her hands on his shoulder kissing him, her lips parting her tongue sliding into his mouth. Her body was so heated up, every touch, movement, the latex was driving her nearly insane.
Slowly, Riddler lowered himself to the floor, until he was on his knees in front of Batwoman. His fingers in her hair held her face close to his as the kiss grew more heated, his other hand coming to rest on her waist before trailing around to the small of her back and tugging her closer. Their slick tongues wrestled furiously against each other between their fused lips.
"mmmmmmmmmm' Batwoman continued the hot kiss as the Riddler had gotten to her level, her wig had moved substantially. She gasped as he touch the small of her back being pulled closer to him, her as hard as diamond nipples crushing into his chest. Her hands grasping the sides of his face as she devoured his tongue, her pussy dripping aching, every droplet of sweat inside her suit driving her nearly insane, and the small of her back, she slightly arched her back at that mere touch.
As the kiss grew more heated, Riddler's hand slid down Batwoman's back until he was squeezing her round ass, pressing her hips hard against him so that her pussy was tight against his rigid cock. As he began rolling his hips against hers once more, he broke their kiss and began nipping and licking his way down over her neck, moving inexorably down toward her full breasts.
"Oh god, yesssss.' Batwoman spoke, as she felt her ass squeezed as her pussy was ground against the Riddlers cock. SHe rocked her head backwards as he started rolling his hips against her, his cock slipping and sliding against her pussy, driving her nealy insane as his mouth moved towards her breasts she felt every kiss. 'Oh fuck, Riddler I need you, yessss, fuck this slut.'
It was all the encouragement Eddie needed. He began pushing Batwoman down until she was flat on her back, nuzzling and biting at the hard nipples poking through the ultra-tight latex as his fingers began a frantic search between her thighs and then up her abdomen, trying to find some way to get at her dripping pussy.
'oh fuck mmmmmmm yes. ohhhhhh." SHe moaned as she felt his fingers probing her pussy, trying to find a way inside, she arched her back at the touch of his fingers pressing the latex inside her. SHe moved one hand to one of her nipples and started circling it moaning, as she moved her other hand down to her core, she slid aside a barely noticable piece revealing a hidden zipper for the Riddler.
Slapping her hand aside suddenly, Riddler seized the tiny zipper and immediately exposed Batwoman's sopping cunt to the open air. The scent of her arousal drove any thoughts of retreat from his mind; now all that existed was the primal need to fuck her. His mouth fastened around one large orb and he began to suck energetically, his hands going to his own zipper to free his cock.
Her hand slapped away suddenly she watched as he unzipped her and the cool air hit her like a pile driver to the cunt, her head slammed back in shock, her legs slowly rised, and spread wide for him, opening herself, streching open the latex as her pussy literally was dripping. She moaned as his mouth carressed and started to suck on one of her large orbs, her eyes grew wide behind her mask as she saw him undoing his pants, seeing the huge buldge in his pants she licked her lips in anticipation, her mind completely his, lost in erotic pleasure and lust.
As his trousers fell down around his hips to reveal his fully erect cock, Riddler guided the head to her cunt and then stretched out on top of the Batwoman. His hands found her wrists and pinned them solidly to the floor, his chest pressing down against her heaving breasts as he entered her fully with one hard thrust, which quickly developed into a regular, intense rhythm. All the while, he stared down into her face, his teeth sinking into his lower lip as her cunt tightened around him.
'nnnnnnnmmmmmmmmmm.' Batwoman erupted once his second thrust hit her, her hot love juices washed over his cock and spurted out of her, 'ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh' Her body writhed on the ground under his cvompletely trapped her legs spread wide and thrashing, as her hips gyrated at the explosion, her pussy clenching tight around his pulsating cock, 'uh uh oh....' SHe was getting fucked, loving every moment, of being ravaged on the cold marble museum floor.
Her first orgasm spurred him on, the sounds of her pleasured groans echoing through the deserted museum. He pounded his cock into her soaking pussy, feeling her breasts bouncing slightly beneath the latex with every hard stroke of his body against her. His grip tightened on her wrists as his knees slipped and slid over the smooth marble in his efforts to gain more leverage as he fucked her.
'ahhhhhhhhhhh.' Batowman screamed as the Riddlers body slid over hers the latex suit stretching and pulling, every inch of her body on fire, it was driving her completely over the edge, the feeling of his cock pounding her pussy, every thrust, every grunt from him destroying her, sexually and mentally. She did not care, every push and pull of the latex, a new sensation, Batwoman wraps her legs around the Riddler giving him the support to continue fucking her. 'Fuck your slut, with your cock, make the slut yours, uhhhhhhhh.'
"You love it, don't you?" he breathed heavily, releasing her wrists suddenly to bring his hands to her breasts, squeezing, pulling, and pressing them against her chest. "You love the way I fuck you, the feeling of my hands on your tits ... ungggh." He fucked her feverishly, with wild abandon, driving both of them along the smooth surface of the floor with every powerful thrust, her cunt so tight and wet around his achingly rigid shaft.
Batwoman wrapped her arms around the Riddlers back, her fingers clawing into him as he squeezed and pulled on her breasts. 'ohhhhhhh, yes harder, pull them twist them, snap them, fuck my cunt...I love it, my tits need to be hurt, I need this, yessssss." Her body building to a second orgasm, her legs pulling him hard into her with each thrust.
His response to her gasped demands was immediate; Riddler crushed her breasts between his hands, rolling them around her chest, then pulled sharply on her nipples until the latex came away only to be released seconds later to snap viciously against the sensitive nubs. He slapped the bouncing orbs with his right hand while bracing himself with his left, hips smashing against hers repeatedly as he fucked her wildly, rabidly.
'eeeeeeeeeee,' Batwoman screeched as the latex snapped into her flesh biting at her raw, heated body, sending ripples throughout her bost. 'fffuucccckkkk yesssss.....' She screamed as he dominated her body, pounding into her with reckless abandon. She hands moved up and grabbed his hair pulling on him harshly. 'Th...That's it, rape my pussy, cum in meeeeeeee."
His cock began to twitch as he slammed it again and again into her tight cunt. He worked over her tits all the more roughly as her hands went for his hair, twising her hard nipples between his fingers and the smooth latex that encased them and mashing the firm flesh ruthlessly beneath his palms. He knew that he would soon cum, and that knowledge only made him fuck her that much harder.
She grunted and groaned as he pounded further into her pussy, her pink lips tightening around his ridged shaft. Her head rolling in the pure erotic pleasure, her pussy soaking wet, throbbing as hid cock enters her each time, tightening it, squeezing, her nipples on fire, her breasts tingling as they are smashed into her body. 'Oh god Riddler, fuck this dyke, make her yours, fuck me, cum in me, fuck yesssssss, ruin this Bat......'
"Oh FUCK!" he cried out at last, unable to hold back after having fucked her at such an unrelentingly brutal tempo. He thrust his cock into her dripping cunt once, twice, and then on the third stroke his orgasm erupted in an explosion of hot cum deep inside her. As his senses exploded, his fingers tightened around her nipples, yanking them down hard one last time in blind pleasure. "Fuuuuuck ..."
Batwoman arched her back, and her head slammed into the ground, loosening her mask and wig a little more, as the hot cum, filled her pussy, coating her aching walls, as her body erupted in another orgasm, as the Riddler wrenched on her nipples pulling them down and away from her body. "Gooodddddd, fucccccckkkkkkkkk,' Batwoman laid there breathing rapidly, her head rolling from side to side, having been completely dominated by the gas, and the Riddler, she was his, her mind and body no longer her own. Her fate was in his hands now.
Breathing heavily, Riddler collapsed against Batwoman's overheated body for a few moments as he struggled to regain his composure, cock still twitching inside her as he rested between his legs. In a few moments, he would remember that the papyrus he had come for. He might even remember that Batwoman had shrieked out her lesbian preferences as he had fucked her. But for the moment, he was satisified to drift on the tide of sensation and feel her body undulating gently beneath his own.
Batwoman just laid there, she may have told him her preferences while in the heat of the moment, she did not care, or were those her previous preferences she did not know, nor did she care, she felt his cock slowly finishing empty itself into her cunt. WOuld she have his child, she didn't know, nor did she care, she was his. She rolled over, pushing him onto his back as she crawled off. The entire time he would see her juices dripping out of her cunt a trail left on the marble floor, returning with the scroll, crawling back to him, it was between her lips. Much like a obiediant puppy or dog would bring a paper to their master, Batwoman brought the papyrus to it's new owner, her owner, the Riddler, she dropped it on his chest and looked at him.
Lying on his back on the floor, the Riddler watched as Batwoman moved off, every noting every sway of her hips, every movement of her long legs, as she went. He was puzzled for a moment, until she returned with the scroll between her ruby red lips. He touched the ancient papyrus briefly, then favored her with the briefest of smiles, fingertips stroking her cheek before he pulled her to him again. "Well done. We'll make an obedient little bat out of you yet, hm?"
She laid her head on the Riddlers chest, as she soaked in the compliment, 'Yes, Riddler, you will make this Bat into any thing you wish." she ran her hand up and down his chest softly as he held her. Whatever reason that had brought her hear, whatever reason to stop him, it was all gone, only her pleasing him in anyway he so desired remained to Batwoman.
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