Selina picked up Felicia from the airport with a kiss.
“Thank you Mistress” Felicia smiled as she put on her seatbelt.
“Before we move,” Selina held up a pair of leather wrist cuffs.
Felicia’s smile took a devious tone.
*
Bruce looked over the proposals that were being presented as the charity board members presented their proposal. The numbers all looked right and it fit the needs of the hospital. It was basically a formality, the board would hear them out and then post the proposal up for thirty days and then vote to approve the project. As such Bruce let his mind wonder. Of course his mind wondered back to Selina. Selina in her Catwoman outfit, Selina taking off her Catwoman outfit, Selina in her Mistress Catwoman outfits, Selina in a come hither outfit, Selina naked on bed, and Selina on top of him.
“Very good,” the chairmen of the Hospital Committee spoke up rocking Bruce out of his day dreams,
“We will review the proposal and refer it to our community for public comment.”
“Thank you for hearing us out,” Bruce said with as friendly a tone as possible.
Bruce was about to get up but noticed his raging hard-on. Rather than just getting up, Bruce signaled for the chairmen to come over for a quick word while Bruce tried to calm himself down.
“Yes Bruce?” he asked.
“I need an honest answer,” Bruce asked, “How are things going? What help do you folks need?”
Bruce almost regretted asking when the list of problems went past the forty-five minutes’ mark.
*
Selina watched Holy and Felicia getting “tortured” by her kitties. The three “kittens” were licking and sucking on the two girl’s toes and feet. Tigra and Cheetah purred while Harley giggled. Selina watched with amusement as she looked back and forth between her laptop and her pets. At this point Holy and Felicia were unnaturally ticklish and the rough tongues were sending them past the point of hysterics. Selina looked at the time and smiled, she would need to get ready for her evening with Bruce Wayne.
*
Bruce was greeted by the doorman and ushered to the special Penthouse elevator. An elevator attendant took Bruce straight up to Selina’s penthouse apartment. There was a small anti-room with an end table and a pot of fresh flowers and the oak door of Selina’s apartment. Bruce went to press the door bell, only for the door to fling open. Bruce was caught off guard. He knew that the former Arkham doctor Harleen Quinzel was now one of Selina’s lesbian “pets.” But here she was at the door wearing a cat ear headband, Pigtails with black vinyl bows, a black leather collar, an oversized tee-shirt with a cartoon hyena on it, and well nothing else could be seen.
“Welcome Mister Wayne,” Harley snickered, “Please come in.”
“Hello Harley,” Bruce smiled and stepped in.
“Mistress,” Harley screamed next to Bruce’s ear, “Mister Wayne is here!”
Bruce kept calm as Harley slammed the door shut behind him. She then dropped down to her hands and knees. Bruce saw that she was not wearing any underwear, but was wearing a buttplug mounted tail. Bruce followed the lesbian pet into the apartment, he stopped at the sight of Selina. She was dressed in a stunning black latex gown with short gloves and clear rubber pantyhose.
“Bruce!” Selina smiled, “How are you? I love the tuxedo!”
“Alfred arranged for something Victorian, but I doubt anyone will notice me next to you,” Bruce smiled.
“Girls,” Selina said to her collected lesbian lovers, “Play nice while Mistress is out.”
“When will Mister Bruce,” Tigra moaned, “Become Stud Bruce?”
“Mistress Selina always plays even more vigorously after spending a night with your,” Cheetah purred.
*
As predicted at the red carpet, Selina stole the spotlight. That didn’t stop her from rubbing her body against Bruce at ever chance she had. He had taken Dick and Barbara’s suggestion of a wearing a cup to keep from having embarrassing tenting in his pants. So far his arousal went unnoticed.
“Bruce,” One of the reporters shouted, “How does sponsoring the Gotham Pride Freak Show reflect on the Wayne legacy?”
“The Wayne family has always supported diversity and acceptance from our work on the Underground railroad before the civil war, to the Wayne foundation granting scholarships and grants in support of the Summer of Freedom campaign in sixty-four, to the creation of the Gotham Refuge for Rainbow Children. As you know the recently Gotham Refuge for the LGBT is one of the charities that will be benefiting from tonight’s production, and all cast members are volunteers,” Bruce smiled, “The Wayne Family has always stood for tolerance, peace and understanding.”
“And the ‘Freak show’ name?” Another reporter shouted.
“A call back to old days of circus and stage before the rise of Vaudeville theaters,” Selina interjected, “In the Victorian Age… the performers would have been billed as being stars of the, insert producer’s name here, Freak show. At the end of the Victorian period, the acts were booked in standing theaters.”
“Thank you!” Bruce smiled and waved, “Thank you, I need to get back stage!”
“I wouldn’t mind taming that brunette,” Selina purred to herself.
“Selina,” Bruce said, “Don’t you have enough ‘pets’ already?”
“Oh,” Selina whispered in Bruce’s ear, “I figured one of these days I would put a collar on you and then I would need off of the Kitties to help take care of all the Kittens we are going to pump out.”
*
Bruce smiled as the spotlight hit him.
“Thank you ladies and Gentlemen,” Bruce smiled, “I can promise you I have never seen Madonna’s Ray of Light like that before. Now our next act is one of the top Burlesque acts in nation and native children of Gotham City. Please welcome Joker and Poison Ivy!”
Bruce clicked off the mic and then rushed off stage to the first table where Selina was waiting for him. On stage the lights came up and a massive cartoon water sprayer was arranged next to an oversized houseplant planter. The old jazz song, Russian Rag started playing and Joker busted out of the water bottle and started dancing around before activating the sprayer and being joined by Pam standing in the planter. The pair danced around until Joker “Plucked” Pam from the planter and the music changed to Katy Perry’s Firefly. They continued dancing and as the song was ending Joker tossed a paper airplane at Bruce he walked on stage.
Bruce made a point of fumbling with the airplane and microphone while ascending the steps.
“What’s this?” Bruce grumbled as the spotlight hit him, “Mr. Wayne please read, let’s see what’s inside. Ahh, well. Do you Pamela Isley take Joker to be your lawfully wedded wife? What?”
Bruce looked behind him at the sight of Pamela tackling her lover and kissing her. Bruce turned back to the crowd and kept in full fop mode.
“I guess that is a yes. Please tell me we are recording this, and somebody send me an unedited version later on,” Bruce said with a hit of naughtiness, “Well, we are going to take a short intermission and when we come back we have a tour of a human zoo.”
The house lights came up and Bruce went down to the table with Selina.
“A tour of a human zoo?” Selina purred, “Sounds like my kind of place.”
Bruce gave Selina a disapproving glare.
“Bruce,” Selina put her gloved hand over Bruce’s, “Even if I went full blown world domination supervillain, and could turn everyone in the world into my obedient sex slave, it would be meaningless if I couldn’t be with you.”
“If you could brainwash everyone, you could have me,” Bruce pointed out.
“I would have your body,” Selina leaned in, “Not you. I want you, all of you, I want you to want to be with me, to play with me.”
“Well, Selina,” Bruce kissed Selina, “I want you, I want to be with you, I like playing some of your game. Heck, those are the only ‘death traps’ I enjoy get caught in. Sometimes you take things too far. At times I get concerned about you and I am not thrilled about some of your nighttime activities.”
“Which ones?” Selina asked, “Doing odd jobs for your friend Nick?”
“The nights other people pay you to play,” Bruce said.
Selina could tell he wasn’t referring to her moonlighting as a pro dominatrix.
“Maybe you would trade me doing jobs for them,” Selina whispered in Bruce’s ear, “for her doing jobs for him, or doing jobs to him.”