Arcade sat on his couch playing Capcom vs Wildstorm four on his Playstation. He had stopped caring about getting a high score a long time ago. Instead he was enjoying having Morrigan and Felicia from the Darkstalker games fighting on screen while Morrigan and Felicia (formerly Hawkgirl and Vixen of the Justice League) battled each other to give him the best blow job while he played his game.
*
Selina watched Alfred, Dick and Bruce in their restraints being mentally and sexually worked over by her machines and their mind warping drugs and subliminal content. Selina was enjoying being worked over by her lovers, Kitten was in a full catsuit with hood under her working her hardest to please Mistress with the rubber strapon on gag and panties while Leo was hard at work massaging her tits and fucking her in the ass with his rubber covered cock. Selina was enjoying being Mistress Catwoman and having the former Robin and Spoiler as her fuck toys. She would enjoy having Batman and Nightwing as her slaves too.
*
Maria Hill was the last to shower, as she got out Pepper, Betty and Bobbi were already dressing in the latex lingerie that they had bought. Everyone stopped when they heard the door to the kitchen open.
“Hello?” Eddie’s voice rang out into the cabin, “I have mint tea for whoever needs it.”
All four women felt their hearts flutter and with giggles they rushed down stairs to meet their lover. Each jockeyed for a better position next to the thin redhead causing him to almost flip over the tray of tea cups and saltine crackers.
“What…” Betty asked when the wave of nausea hit her.
“It occurred to me that the events of last night were not natural,” Edward smiled, “I am afraid we are all under the effects of some sort of spell.”
“What kind of spell?” Pepper asked confused.
“Maria dear,” Edward smiled, “What are your thoughts on having children?”
Maria Hill was a poster child for feminists, wanting to forgo traditional marriage and child raising so she could have a full career and one day take over S.H.I.E.L.D.
“I want a dozen little Riddler juniors!” Maria blurted without even thinking.
“And I am sure each one of you feels the same way,” Edward managed to put the tray down, “There is a good chance that each of you is pregnant as well.”
“What is with the tea and crackers?” Bobbi asked.
“Well my dear Mockingbird,” Edward kept a straight face, “Those seem to be effective treatments for morning sickness.”
“More of your trivial pursuit knowledge?” Pepper asked.
“It was what kept her settled while she was carrying my daughter,” Eddie looked down.
“So you admit that twit, Enigma, is your daughter?” Maria blurted.
“The ‘Riddler’s Duaghter’ you have locked up in Bellreaves?” Eddie asked, “You would know better than me Deputy Director Hill. About a month before my angel was due, the mother’s family up and left taking both of them away forever.”
“How sad,” Betty curled against Eddie again.
An idea formed in the back of Maria’s head, if Enigma was her dear Eddie’s daughter, then she should reunite them and be her step mom.
*
Oswald sat at his desk going over the legitimate books for the Ice Burg Lounge. He kept separate books for the less than legitimate operations that happened around the lounge and his other properties and for his birds of play. He looked up at the sound of a commotion outside the office door. In burst an unhinged looking James Gordon who was dragging a few of Oswald’s birds with him.
“Sorry Boss, he claimed he had a real warrant,” Crow said, “But when it turned out to be a take-out Chinese menu we tried to stop him.”
“Cobblepot you bastard,” Gordon shouted, “Where is my daughter?!?!?”
“Please have a seat Commissioner Gordon,” Oswald said, “Thank you ladies.”
Gordon clearly had been drinking and was intent on harming Oswald.
“Hellen, Dinah…” Oswald called.
The two Birds of Play appeared from the hidden bed room where they had been resting and quickly dropped Gordon and disarmed him then planted him in the chair opposite Oswald’s and Crow took a spot behind him with her pistols at the back of his head.
“Now Commissioner,” Oswald looked James in the face, “I am sure by now you realize what your daughter has been doing for work since she quit the Library and the Superhero jobs she had been working.”
“You turned her into a whore!” James spat.
“Wrong,” Oswald said, “Ask her friends here, it was Barbara’s idea to start working in the escort trade and it was she that came to me to help with her ‘dates’. She wanted me to put her in contact with the people needed to make it into the ‘big leagues’ as it were.”
“Babs convinced me,” Hellen smiled, “Best decision we ever made.”
“She was dead on when she said working for Ossie would get us the best screws and the top dollars,” Dinah giggled.
“I’ll…” Gordon started.
“You’ll what?” Oswald cut him off, “Risk what is left of your reputation? Have your daughter’s grand plan to become the most expensive whore in Gotham paraded across every media outlet in the country? Make no mistake Commissioner, Barbara has made a number of ‘suicide notes’. That are to be distributed to various organizations in the event that anyone went after her. Those notes would destroy all of what’s left of Gotham’s Justice System, yourself and your bat friends included.”
“She goes into detail on her ex-boyfriend and all the other orphans the Bat has adopted over the years,” Dinah kissed Jim on the cheek.
“And she goes into detail about you and mommy’s troubles as well as Jimmy’s little tantrums,” Hellen ran a hand over her latex mini dress.
“Most importantly,” Oswald spoke up, “While you think getting rid of me might save her from this life… the facts are that she chose this life. While she works for me, she is one of my assets and we both know how I protect my assets. I screen all of her potential clients, I ensure her security, her safety. If I am removed she would be forced to down grade her working conditions and we both know that you don’t want her working in the red light district…”
Gordon knew that Catwoman was slowly taking over the red light by killing the pimps and nearly dead crack whores and brainwashing new girls to be her hooker kittens.
*
Cheetah was purring, her pet kittens were hard at work licking her nipples and clit. The former Black Widow as on her left and the former Captain America was on her right, and the former biker chick was between her legs. She mused to herself, if mind blowing rubber fetish sex gave her the ability to turn someone into a latex lesbian love slave catgirl then she would have to screw Jervis at least twice a week.
*
Jervis Tetch, the Mad Hatter, had his lovely Alice, the mutant Laura Kinney, bent over the couch. She was moaning and panting as Jervis was pumping her with her cock. He had already fucked his March Hare and Walrus to the point that they were drooling piles of sexual bliss.