Bruce was walking down the hall when he saw Alfred walk into the conservatory and then back out instantly. Bruce arched an eye brow.
“Happy May Day Master Bruce,” Alfred said before walking off.
Bruce’s interest was peaked, what could make Alfred behave so strangely? Bruce walked over and opened the double doors and strode in. He was not prepared for what was waiting for him.
“Ahh the Capitalist!” Selina purred in a fake Russian Accent, “Let us grab him so we may show him the superiority of the Socialist Ways!”
“Yes,” Tiger purred, “Restrain him with the furry hand cuffs!”
“It is good that we are wearing our superior communist uniforms!” Lucia purred, “The capitalist seems to like latex.”
Bruce had to admit that his three feline themed lovers looked amazing in their matching red rubber uniform dresses and red PVC thigh boots. Selina cracked her whip and then stuck wrapping it around Bruce and pulled him into the center of the room.
“You better have a lot of stamina Capitalist,” Selina giggled into Bruce’s ear.
“You better have a lot of stamina Communists, Capitalist have to work so much harder to beat the system!” Bruce smiled as he grabbed Lucia and Tiger pulling them all together against his body…