Talia Al Ghul tensed as she came to. The last thing she remembered was a woman standing before her, whispering sleep. She felt something constricting her neck and reached to touch the alien sensation, finding a metal collar. Further observation showed a plain heart symbol, pulsing with pink energy. She was still dressed, still in possession of her faculties, but what was the collar for?
"Mmmmmm, good you're awake."
Talia recognized Ivy's voice but something about it felt off. It was modified somehow, the words thrumming through her as she felt the collar grow a bit warm. Or it was her body that was growing warm, Talia feeling a heat come to her as she turned fully to take in the sight of Poison Ivy. She was nude, a collar around her neck with a matching heart, though she showed no confusion, no hesitation as she moved forward, kissing Talia deeply.
"Make love to me, Talia. The love you've been denied all your life, show it to me now."
Talia's rational thought processes frizzled and fried out as she lowered her lips towards one of Ivy's supple breasts, biting sharply and feeling a deep sense of contentment wash over her at Ivy's pleased moan. She increased the tempo, more and more pleasure rocketing through her until Ivy started to undo her pants and everything she experienced up until that moment became a shade of the excitement she was feeling now.
"Nymph, oh you...give me more pleasure, give me more!" Talia demanded, her voice charged with that same melody, the same power as Ivy's if a little changed owing to it being a direct command.
Ivy responded with all due diligence, Talia screaming as she came, the sounds of Ivy's licking up her liquid desire making her squirt just a little in an aftershock of an orgasm.
"We can spread this love, Talia, to all our fellow sisters, all the heroines and evildoers of our glorious feminine persuasion. Our Goddess has provided. This is the means. No more plots, no more concern over Mother Earth. As our love grows, she will be well provided for."
Ivy's words sunk deeper and deeper into Talia's mind, the Heir To The Demon looking at Ivy with soulful eyes. "Let us go seek out our fellow Sirens. We have much work to do."
"Of course, Talia, of course," Ivy replied, helping Talia to her feet as the pair wandered from Ivy's room towards the kitchen area, where the sounds of Selina and Harley's mutual pleasure was growing by the moment.
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