The succubus walked the streets of New York city. She found herself on the famed Fifth avenue on the island of Manhattan. A tingling in her tail led her closer to a mansion, she smiled as she looked throw the wrought iron gates.
*
“Shouldn’t you be trying to break into the batcave?” the heroine on her tail shouted.
“Where is the fun in that?” Selina cooed, “I practically have keys. Now stealing from the Avengers! Meow! Keep up kitten!”
Selina leapt from the roof to a tree and then again to the building across the street.
“Kitten! I’ll show you!” the heroine leapt as well, “I’m not playing dress up, I’m Tigra!”
*
The succubus was waiting on the roof of the high rise across the street from the mansion. The black clad Catwoman was the first to the roof and she started across the roof top. A second latter the tiger woman jumped on to the roof and spotted Catwoman. She made a leap towards the thief but as she was about to pounce…
*
The succubus positioned herself against the Air Conditioner unit and was ready to catch the heroine. The tiger woman leapt up and went to pounce on the black catwoman only for the catwoman to toss her further away and into the succubus’ waiting arms. Invisiable to the mortals the succubus put the slave collar on the heroine and smiled. Tigra shook as she lifted herself up and looked at Catwoman. The succubus made her way around the tiger woman. Tigra was weak in the knees and looking at Catwoman uncoiling her whip ignited a warm gooey tingly feeling between Tigra’s legs. Tigra almost wanted Catwoman to tie her up and whip her. While Catwoman waited for her opponent’s attack, the succubus got behind the mere mortal and smiled as she pulled out the matching choker. Catwoman froze when the succubus wrapped the choker around her neck. Instantly the pair of curse neckwear fully activated and the two were remade.
*
Selina’s vision cleared. Her purple latex catsuit creaked as she flicked her whip in her black leather opera gloved hands. In front of her was her pet slave kitten Tigra clad in her tiger fur, black leather sting bikini and slave collar with trademark magic amulet dangling from it.
“Come here kitten,” Selina cooed to her lesbian slave, “lick my boots.”
“Yes Mistress!” Tigra purred and went on her hands and feet to Selina.
Tigra instantly lowered herself to the roof top and licked the black leather of the crotch boots from the sharp stelleto heels up past the ankles.
“Stand,” Selina ordered.
The tiger woman stood in front of Selina with her hands behind her back looking down. Selina grabbed the woman’s chin and raised it up. The deep French kiss caused the tiger woman’s tail to start twitching.
“Your infiltration of the Avengers went pur-fectly,” Selina broke the kiss, “Tomorrow you will return to the mansion and will continue to pretend to be a heroine while feeding me their secrets. But tonight you will chase me all across town right into the California King bed in my hotel penthouse.”
“YES MISTRESS!” Tigra giggled with glee.
*
The Succubus smiled. Selina Kyle alais the Catwoman was now an out and out Bisexual lifestyle dominatrix who dreamed of enslaving the whole of Gotham’s costumed community, Greer Grant alias Tigra was the first of her feline themed sex hench slaves.