“Oh let’s all just forget Todd is a low-grade pyscho,” Damian commented as he walked in the kitchen.
“Here is your companion for the afternoon,” Alfred handed Damian a black cast iron kettle.
Cassie didn’t get the joke.
“I hate you Pennyworth,” Damian sneered.
“Ok, everyone has things to do,” Bruce said, “Helen I would like a word with you, in private.”
As Bruce turned to walk away, Helen gestured for Cassie and Jenny to pray for her. She then followed her pseudo-father into the study. Bruce sat on the back of a couch and crossed his arms.
“Shouldn’t we head down stairs?” Helen asked.
“This isn’t about any of that,” Bruce said, “This is about your parents.”
“Eh,” Helen said.
“Tell me about your mom and dad’s relationship,” Bruce said.
“Ah,” Helen had a dumbfounded look on her face.
Bruce was patient. Helen went to her great grandfather’s desk and pulled out the chair. Taking a seat she let out a breath.
“What do you want to know?” Helen asked, “Back home Selina was Catwoman, the cat-burglar and part time dominatrix, she was cornered by Batman and she decided to rather than fight turn herself in for a small crime. She was sentenced to five years in the state pennetary. Nine months later she was released to house arrest in Wayne Manor where she spent her time prepping for her wedding with Bruce Wayne.”
“Aside from capes and costumes,” Bruce said, “How normal was their relationship?”
“Aside from capes and costumes,” Helen chuckled, “Batman ruled the streets of Gotham, Alfred ran the ground floor of the manor, and upstairs? You don’t want to know how many times I got told by teachers that girls shouldn’t spank boys just because they like them or choke them, tie them up, or…”
“You caught your mom and dad playing kinky games,” Bruce cut her off.
“Mistress Selina was the unquestioned ruler of the upstairs. I remember one time,” Helen started to smile, “She took a twenty-two-year-old Dick over her knee and spanked him for one too many holy puns.”
“Can’t be any more embarrassing than what Catwoman has done over the years,” Dick said from the doorway.
Helen arched an eyebrow.
“She caught him trying to spy on her,” Bruce said, “Put it on the Jumbotron downtown, her spanking him in his green short shorts.”
“Thanks for bringing that one back up, I am going to down a bottle of jaeger now,” Dick walked off.
*
After her alterations, Nat had a small locker of things in Selina’s apartment for just these sorts of occasions. While Nat was changing, Selina stole a moment of privacy to look at what else had been going on because of her using Master PC. Dick and Barbara being serious and debating getting married was interesting, it was clear that they intended for Dick to be Barbara’s lifelong slave in that relationship. Selina debated if she should would rather see a step son getting married or a step daughter. She decided to leave that for later when she had more time, instead she looked in on Clint, who was waiting for his mistress on a dog bed in Natasha’s office on the Heli carrier. What amused Selina was that Maria Hill was on the dog bed next to him. Well for now she was going to play with her pet Nat. Selina closed up the computer and strutted into the dungeon and smiled at the kittens all on their knees wearing leather body harnesses, collars, cuffs, cat tail butt plugs, and cat ear hair bands.
“Meow for Mistress my pets,” Selina ordered.
Selina smiled and clapped her hands, it had been a delightfully twisted idea that this version of her had had. The sound triggered the remote that activated the vibrators within the plugs inside the girls’ butts.