Catwoman took a deep lungful of the cold night air as she stared through the distance to the next rooftop. She perfectly landed in an acrobatic rolling tumble. Coming to a stop on her knees she felt her 6 inch spike stiletto heels dig into her athleticly tight but juicy bubble ass. Looking back over her shoulder to the rooftop she had jumped from she saw Robin frantically searching his utility belt for his grapple gun.
"Looking for this Boy Wonder?" Catwoman's nipples felt hard enough to cut glass while holding up the missing gear.
**Earlier**
Catwoman was horny. It always happened on a heist. The days leading up to a job were always filled with building excitement, and giddy anticipation. Just reviewing her plans she would sit topless in the secret concealed room of her apartment slowly tweaking her nipples, keeping her arousal just at edge of climax.
Her good luck ritual the day before a heist was always the same. She would go to her safe house, for a special workout session. It had evolved over her criminal career to both heighten the experience, and help focus her energy.
It always began the same, with one of Poison Ivy's special Mind Control Lipstick tubes. Catwoman didn't use recreational drugs, but drugs that helped her work? That was different, whenever she had the opportunity to "stock up" on that special item, she made sure to take as many as she could.
After making small cuts just inside her thick blowjob pillow lips, Catwoman carefully applied a generous amount of the mind altering make up on her lips. Her naked pussy would always drip to the floor beneath her. Clenching her jaw with a shudder, she carefully applied the more lipstick slowly around, then across her erect nipples.
Catwoman had always been sensitive, but in the years she had been using the lipstick, she measured her nipples now sticking out 1.5 inches from her funbags.
As the prickly tingling started towards her body, she applied the seductive cosmetic up and down the inside of her pussy lips, taking care to cover her engorged clit. The sensation always became a full body high, flowing from her pussy to her head.
Using a rail for support, she turned her ample backside to the full length mirror on the wall. Hunkering down onto her thick haunches, Catwoman always took a moment to admire her PAWG ass. With a now shaking hand, she liberally coated the outside & inside of her intimately tight rosebud.
Not moving from her crouched position looking over her shoulder, Catwoman raised her eyes to look over her still naked, but gently writhing fuckable body. When her vision took in her heavy lidded, unfocused, glazed eyes in the mirror, she felt a throb of erotic heat linking her mouth, tits, tender pussy, and pulsing butthole.
Still watching herself in the mirror, she brought the frighteningly erotic lipstick to her mouth. She imagined the tube of lipstick was a bitch taming cock. The kind of truly dominating cock that tasted like her pussy, her ass, and her submission. Her heartbeat raced as she used her tongue to clean all of her delicious pussy and ass from the bitch tamer.
When she finished pleasuring the bitch tamer as she always thought of the lipstick by this point, she reverently put it away.
Then she closed her eyes, and imagined the bitch tamer had told her to get dressed for it. That meant the harness.
She had been working on the harness for years. She cinched down the servo motor pumps over each nipple. A special ring went inside her pussy around her clit. But she was most proud of the special butt plug. The bitch tamer was always so strict with her nipples and pussy. The bitch tamer always pinched and slapped her sensitive tits so hard before her workout. The bitch tamer never let her pussy climax until it gave her permission.
Her eyes still closed, a desperately greedy smile spread across Catwoman's face. It was alright for the bitch tamer's little kitty to be an ass slut.
The butt plug was just the right size to fit into Catwoman's asshole with some effort. But it was just a bit too big to be completely comfortable once it was in place. The bitch tamer would take her by the ponytail and order her to use the mini air pump to inflate the balloon part to keep it firmly in place. She loved the wonderful stretching in her ass.
A long thin plunger extended out from the butt plug. Once the butt plug was in place the small plunger stuck out of her plump ass while she moved around. When the plunger was pushed some of the way Catwoman could feel the end inside her ass tickle her deepest secret place. The feeling of this tickling inside her very being was electric. The familiar but alien sensation always pushed her over the edge to have an anal-gasm as she loved to think of them.
The bitch tamer, who was so strict about when she could orgasm from her pussy, loved for her to anal-gasm as much as she wanted. Because it reinforced her as the bitch tamer's submissive ass slut.
But the best part happened when the plunger was pushed all the way in. The bitch tamer told Catwoman that there was a special nerve cluster in every woman's bowels. If it was stimulated 2 things would happen with certainty. First a wave of orgasmic pleasure explodes out from the nerve cluster through the entire body. Even a woman who was not aroused would immediately orgasm from the cluster. Second, the woman would fall unconscious.
Catwoman loved the intoxicating feeling of the power the bitch tamer had over her. The bitch tamer was so powerfully dominant, it even decided when she was allowed to be awake.
Over all this Catwoman put on the black leather harness and the 4 inch tall diamond studded collar. Together they connected each separate block on her freedom, and her free will. The harness clipped on the front ring of the collar, binding her tits, dominating her pussy, coming up her buttcrack with a special ring to secure the butt plug's total control of her body and clipped to the back of the collar. The harness tightly held her tits and pussy in the bitch tamers fist, with its thumb on the plunger.
Catwoman had specially made lycra workout clothes that accommodated the bitch tamer's enthralling toys. Made in dark purple and black the bare midriff workout shirt was so tight there was no question that she had no muffin top wwaist. The slutty boyshorts had holes cut in the seat leaving each ass cheek exposed and separated by the seam running down the middle with a stretchy ring that slipped firmly under the edges of the butt plug. Then, keeping her knees locked straight, she stepped into her pink, white, nyon blue and sparkle bedazzled sneakers with bright gold laces and 4 inch heels. The bitch tamer wanted her to understand she was nothing but a bratty little ass slut who needed to be dominated for her own good.
Finally, taking her goggles and earpieces she secured them over her eyes and ears and plugged them into the harness. The bitch tamer decided what her vision and hearing were allowed to detect. When she started the workout routine the goggles flashed pink temporarily blinding her while a high pitch scraping sound drilled into her ears.
As her senses cleared, she could feel it. The bitch tamer was behind her. Her nipples suddenly were clamped so tightly it took her breath away. Her pussy throbbed in time with her nipples.
Then she felt 2 enormous, strong hands palm both of her ass cheeks. They squeezed her bubble fuck balls so tight that she felt an all powerful orgasm building. The hands gripped her juicy ass like a pair of fuck handles.
She felt small and powerless as the hands steered her body over to the barbell and free weights. The hands somehow gripped her ass even tighter as they forcefully maneuvered her to the squat rack. Catwoman felt the sharp pain in her ass so strongly she could barely breathe.
That's when she felt the ragged voice in her ears and in her mind.
"OBEY ASS SLUT!" The words rolled over her as the hands released her heaving globes of butt flesh. The physical relief was a pleasure in and of itself. But relief was cut short as the huge bitch taming hands doubled slapped her enormous submissive ass. The shock wave flowed from her ass through her pussy, her tits, and into her head. In the middle of this tornado of sensation across her abused buttocks she felt the wave of hot hot cum drench her ass, just as the butt plug's plunger was pushed in almost to the deepest point in her soul.
Collapsing to the floor in a pile of heaving, sweaty mastered ass slut she knew her place. Waiting until the pleasure within her subsided to a manageable level. She was certain the butt plug would have dropped her completely if it had gone any deeper.
Getting to her feet the rhthym she loved kept her moving. Ba-donka, ba-donka, ba-donka...
During her workout, Catwoman would frequently brush the plunger, sending shockwaves through her being. The certain knowledge that she could pass out when ever the bitch tamer chose was a whole other level of edging arousel.
When she felt the rhythm in her head change, she knew it was time to go to bed. Ba-donka-donk, ba-donka-donk, ba-donka-donk....
Feeling the grip of the hands return, one gripping her kneck from behind, forcing her to bend over. She felt the second hand almost gently tickle the bare exposed cheeks of her ass almost playfully. The bitch taming hands moved her to the special bed in the smallest room of her safe house.
The bed was designed to be small. It was so narrow she couldn't move side to side without being stopped by the side rails. It was only long enough for her to fit if she lay face down, ass up. There were mechanical harnesses chained to the sturdy bedframe, that enclosed her hands and feet. And a control arm that clamped onto the plunger now sticking up like a flag marking her as butt plunder.
Once the bed was activated by the hand harness triggers the program could not be stopped. The lights would go out for 12 hours with no light from the outside. During that time the bed was designed to force her unconscious, only to be woken up again by the bitch tamer who would constantly use her as the fuck toy, ass slut, cock slave she needed to be.
The whole time she felt the undeniable rhythm ba-donk-donk, ba-donka-donk, ba-donka-donk thundering in her head ...
The bitch tamer released her at the edge of the bed. Without any hesitation, Catwoman climbed into the bed in the primitive position. Face down, ass up. Ready for the bitch tamer to fuck her into submission. There was really no other choice, she pulled the trigger, the plunger went down. Catwoman's world was suddenly involuntary cumming from the best anal-gasm there could be, and then it went black.
Ba-donka-donk, ba-donka-donk, ba-donka-donk...
**Later**
She'd been working on the security system at the Gotham Research Institute's inner vault when Robin surprised her. Tackling her against the wall and handcuffing her in one smooth motion she marveled at the improvement in Robin's skills over the years.
Robin had barely been a teenager when they first began fighting each other. Over the years she had fought Batman & Robin she had never let herself be captured when she could avoid it. But even if she would never admit it to anyone, she had always pulled her punches when it came to Robin. Holding him hostage, or making her escape was one thing. But there were far worse villians in Gotham. She wasn't going to permanently harm a youth just to get away.
But now that youth was all grown up. As she felt has breath on her neck, and the controlled strength of his muscular body pressed up against her back. Her firm 42DD tits always looked bigger stuffed into the front of her costume. They now acted as shock absorbers. The force of the motion and the similarities to sex made her wet in an instant. Purely on instinct her strong gymnast legs spread wider. Her back unconsciously arched moving her thick ass back into fuck position. Through the tight spandex of her suit she felt Robin's cock already hard as steel.
Using a muscular dexterity that the washboard titted, no assed Batgirl would never know. Pushing back harder into Robin's crotch and clenching her ass cheeks. Catwoman was excited and unbelievably turned on to find she had Robin's cock tightly held by her ass.
At first Robin seemed to be too surprised to react. Exploiting his hesitation Catwoman gave the Boy Wonder his first supervillain buttjob. The power over him was intoxicating.
Hearing him moan she started pumping her hips to a rhythm only she could hear. Robin seemed to realize his error tried to pull back. But it was too late.
Catwoman's ass was legendary for a reason. Pumping her hips harder she reversed her position forcing Robin into the wall. Still clenching his cock in the valley of her perfect spheres of butt flesh.
Bent completely over she started slamming Robin into the wall using her booty bouncing rhythm to knock the wind out of him again and again. Laughing while she felt her climax building. Her ass wasn't just her dominant feature. It was a dominating force.
As Catwoman climaxed she screamed louder then she ever had while on a heist. Slamming Robin with all the pent up force of her orgasm, he moaned softly as he passed out falling limp. Catwoman giggled like a teenage bimbo when she realized that her ass was the only thing holding Robin up.
Dropping him to the floor she quickly finished escaping from the handcuffs she realized were still on her. She looking down at the passed out form of Robin she started to get turned on again feeling the raw lustful joy of her ass dominating her opponent.
Catwoman rubbed her backside feeling the sensitive tingles from her ass sending a heat straight to her pussy and up her spine. She felt Robin's cum leaking from her buttcrack down her thighs. Smiling wickedly she started rubbing the cum all over her ass. Turning her ass back to Robin she pressed his head into her butt cleavage.
She was amazed to see that she had nearly fit his entire head between her juicy buttocks. Massaging Robin's head and face with her ass. Catwoman cooed with delight. Just then Robin started to wake up. Bending in half Catwoman reached through her legs and grabbed Robin's cock. Jerking his cock in rhythm with her throbbing ass massage. Robin's cock got steel hard faster than before but tried to struggle.
"None of that my little Birdy!" Catwoman said as she used her nails to lightly scrape Robin's cock while squeezing his head more deeply into her ass. She felt his lips forced into an involuntary pucker. Giving Robin a wink he couldn't see she said "Kiss my ass!"
It was all just too much. Cumming harder than before Robin's muffled protests stopped as she felt him pass out again.
Catwoman smirked as she found that Robin's cum had soaked through his costume onto her had. Raising her had to her mother she licked her hand clean with relish.
Ba-donka, ba-donka, ba-donka...
**Present**