Barbara parked her van in the special sub-basement garage of the clock tower and made her way from the mini-bat-cave under the clock tower to the special elevator to her Oracle office in the Clock of the Clock Tower. Well it was part office part play dungeon now. Her “Phone” Rang. Barbara looked at the ID as she pulled it out, it was Bruce’s one he used while out and about as Bruce Wayne.
“Hi boss,” Barbara still gave him respect due to the head Bat, “Not since Selina helped me get my dungeon set up, why? Oh? May First, international workers day A.K.A. May Day or Communist Day. Red Rubber uniforms? Interrogation by seductive Communist Agents? That is too funny.”
Barbara chuckled as she walking into the elevator. She didn’t even think about it since the elevator had its own built in signal repeater going straight to the comms hub in the clock.
“No, Selina is the ring leader in that bunch,” Barbara said, “If the other cats think that it can get them pregnant they are willing to go along with whatever idea she comes up with. I don’t know, maybe because one of your son’s is my kinky little rubber slave and the other is a latex master with his own rubber slave girls? Oh… Speaking of which, I am going to have to call you back… did you know they made Light Saber whips?”
Barbara hit the end icon and walked into her redecorated dungeon. A projector had been set up with the Blu-ray intro menu for Empire Strikes Back on it, a leather couch was set up in front of it and right in front of the whole set up was Dick and Rea in matching rubber Slave Leia bikinis, each holding up a light saber flogger with red leather lashes.
“Time to help me out of street cloths and into some leather sith lingerie,” Barbara informed her two slaves.