Ariel hiked up the short skirt of her dress and lowered
her loin cloth as she sat on the “toilet” as the rather cute girl Stephanie had
called it. Ariel’s head swam… it was
clear that their attempt to cast a lover spell on the Bat-Man and Bruce Wayne had
backfired… Her mind was swimming in fantasies of her and Bruce Wayne… On one
hand she was scared and upset that the spell had failed, on the other… it had
cured her of her own secret wickedness… She
had never swooned over a boy like so many of her friends… but she had had
indecent dreams and thoughts about her Queen, the general Adora and so many
other friends… She had even felt these unholy feelings towards the ladies of
Wayne Manor as well. She placed her hands
in her face as she let nature take its course.
“How will Queen Castapella react to this?” Ariel
whispered to herself still afraid of her mentor’s rebuke of her unholy
feelings, “What happened to he…”
Another power spiked in her mind and sent her leaning
back as the magic twisted and turned and her thoughts inside her head. Ariel’s eyes rolled back in her head.
*
“It looks like she is having a stroke,” Damien quipped.
“No, she might as well be riding a sex saddle” Barbara
noted.
“Whatever the spell she was casting was,” Stephanie said
thinking of the movie clip, “I’ll have one.”
“I wouldn’t mind if you got yourself a Catwoman make
over,” Tim put an arm around Stephanie.
“If I got a Catwoman make over, I might ditch you for
Cassie,” Steph kissed Tim.
*
Ariel was panting and dizzy. She had had another gush of juices blast from
her vagina… Was that the Orgasm as some of the women who worked in the castle
had called it? How had she had it happen
without anyone doing anything to her? Ariel
looked at the cabinet door under the sink.
There were a series of boxes.
Some had labels for things she didn’t understand… there was an orange
box with a big red cross on it, another with pictures of loin cloth lining pads…
and a few with pictures of gloves… Some were green, others black and then three
with white gloves…
*
Castaspella came down off the orgasmic bliss of her spell
to enlighten her and her apprentice in the desires of their dark lord. They were now armed to seduce him and secure
their place as his Queen and concubine… The
Magical energies has opened some of the cabinets in the guest room she sat
in. Casta looked behind her and noticed
the “First Aid” cabinet that the steward Alfred had shown her. She saw the boxes of the ‘rubber gloves’. Casta reached back past the white rubber
gloves, the green rubber gloves to the black rubber gloves…
*
Rubbing the white rubber glove against her face made
Ariel feel warm, tingly and pleasant. She
then snapped a pair on her hands and started rubbing her hands on her skin… It
felt so good. Her hand found her vaginal
mound and a finger brushed the nub at the top of her hooded sex…
Ariel gasped with pleasure.
*
“No! this is not for kids!” Steph shouted.
Steph, Tim, Barbara, Cass, and Dick were covering Damien’s
head with multiple capes and other things to keep him from seeing the Queen masturbating
with the black rubber gloves. Barbara
noted the queen fingering not only her slit, but her ass as well.
*
Ariel had thoughts of her in white, bright blue, pink
dresses looking pretty and cute for Bruce Wayne. A tempting tease to get him to abandon the
Horde for the Rebellion…
*
Casta dreamed of kissing a pinned and bound Ariel in
black and red rubber while the Bat-Man plowed her from behind claiming them
both as loyal vessels to the Horde, and they would aid him in overthrowing Horde
Prime! They would be his black latex
bride and concubine at his service in bed and at court with their magic.