"Come now, Tim. Let's get you to bed." Ivy winked as she turned slowly and seductively beckoned Tim to follow her out of the living room into the kitchen. She held out her hand and Tim instantly held her soft, manicured, and silky smooth palm, excited for the hot and sexy things to come in his bedroom. Her exhilarating grip was firm, yet soft, something he would expect from his beautiful crush. Ivy smirked at his undeniable excitement. Her flawless hand that he was grasping caused him to slowly start drooling from the left corner of his mouth. He slowly followed her, staring at her tantalizing hips, swaying back and forth like a pendulum, hypnotizing him. Ivy's pheromones started emitting from her sexy body, causing him to smell the thick and sweet scent. Every time he took a whiff, he wanted to breathe in more of the sexy fragrance. It smelt like a freshly picked roses mixed with endless baskets of strawberries. The pheromones only served to turn him on even more, more saliva leaking from his lips. He wiped it away as he smiled stupidly at her beautiful sight. The sexual tension in him began to rapidly rise, so he started to massage his now painfully hard cock with his right hand as he is led by the sexual emerald vixen with his left. Ivy looked back at and watched Tim as he breathes loudly, trying to take in all of the mist she's been emitting. She smirked at how easy it was getting as she used her free hand to toss her beautiful and luscious waves of auburn hair to the side, sending the aroma of her endless waterfall of hair into the pheromone stream, adding in a new mix of tasteful fragrance. Tim was drooling profusely now, saliva wetting his shirt as he desperately tried to wipe the saliva away before Ivy saw his pathetic state, now furiously massaging his painful and erect cock through his pants and underwear, but Ivy knew of his drooling state and admired herself of the work she had achieved. During their long walk to his room, Ivy has been purposefully teasing poor Tim to absolute horniness by flipping her hair, moaning softly, and swaying her beautiful ass and hips every time she took a step. She purposefully dropped several of her green panties on the ground during the walk about the kitchen, teasing him more as he cried softly because of how painfully hard she was making him. Ivy turns around leaning forward, looking into his eyes as she picked it up. Tim’s mind went crazy trying to decide whether to get lost in her eyes or stare at her beautiful cleavage, large breasts wrapped in her sexy teal dress of hers.
"Enjoying the long walk, Timmy dear?", Ivy said, turning back and looking at him, her ample breasts to the side which were begging to burst out of her green bra and through her sexy teal dress, drawing his attention from her beautiful curves, hips, and ass. Tim unknowing licked his lips in anticipation as he stuttered, "A-a-as long as it's with you, Pamela". Ivy appreciated his love for her and how much of a good pet he will be when she dominates him.
"Mmmm. Such a sweet boy. You sure know how to make a girl blush, pretty boy", Ivy cooed and seductively winked as she blew him a kiss, continuing her sexy walk, showing off her bouncing bust, teasing his cock more. Her pheromones and breath formed a beautiful and arousing concoction that lingered into the endless river of lovely scents going through his mouth and nose, entering his blood stream.
Tim moaned as he welcomed the new scent into his mouth and tasted it, pulling at his rock hard erection, trying to calm the tension building up in his testicles. It tasted so sweet. Sweeter than candy. He instantly was addicted to it and wanted to smell her breath again. Tim felt so aroused by the fact that he was being seduced by an older woman. Although she is much older than him, she looks as though she is a twenty year old cheerleader. No, she was way sexier than that plus due to her age she had plenty of experience with boys before, meaning she knew how to make one beg for her as she dominated him in his own bedroom. Ivy knew that the several doses pheromones were rapidly coursing through his bloodstream, causing him to utterly be mesmerized by her. Tim's sight began to stretch as his mind turned to mush, slowly walking behind her, staring at her beautiful swaying ass and occasionally her lovely face whenever Ivy felt like teasing him some more by giving him hot and seductive facial expressions and soft moans, causing Tim’s face to flush with an intense glow of red. She really was hot with her long and lush scarlet hair, hypnotic viridescent eyes, rosy cheeks, and her lips -- Oh god, her lips -- the most attractive lips he had ever seen. It was a perfect fit for her pretty face. Words couldn't describe the lust he had for those lips. Those red, luscious, sweet tasting lips. They were like two rubies begging to be whetted with his, in comparison, rough and unworthy lips. Tim was feverishly tugging at his balls and cock through his sweaty pants as he slowed down to a slouch, and then dropped to a crawl as every step felt like a mile to his destination, paradise -- his bedroom. He was sweaty and aroused about the thought of what she would do to him. Ivy was also aroused of the fact that she was now in control of the handsome boy that was practically kissing the ground that she walked on. Ivy noticed his lagging and decided to take advantage of him and tease his lust for her as she turned and pinned him to the kitchen wall which was close to the long flight of stairs, grinning from ear to ear, baring her pearly white teeth, about to execute her exciting plan to tease him. She slammed her knee into his right hand and crotch and giggled at his cry of pain.
“Did that hurt, baby?” Ivy crooned as she began to massage his crotch with her thigh, seductively smirking at his silly and pathetic face as she brushed his crotch with her knee. "You seem tired, Tim.. I guess we'll have to wait for tomorrow then...", Ivy smiled, batting her eyes as Tim tried to protest. He had gone too far for it to end so early without pleasuring her. Ivy smirked at his attempt to stop her from leaving.
"N-n-no, P-p...amela... p-lease...", Robin moaned nervously, tightly gripping her lovely soft palm looking up at her, worshipping the beautiful goddess before him. Ivy laughed melodically as she tossed her hair to the side as the waves of hair dropped to her shoulders like a red waterfall, catching his attention like a cat and a ball.
"You're so cute when you're nervous", Ivy giggled, softly pinching his cheek as she crinkled her nose. Tim's face turned crimson as he inhaled her breath, pheromones, and perfume at the same time, turning him on even more. “I have such exciting plans for us… especially for you...” Ivy crooned as she started to play with his hair in one hand and traced a green painted finger around his chest in silence as she waited for Tim to take in more of the crockpot of pleasing smells. She pulled her knee back to allowed him to keep jerking as moved her legs to his side, slowly stroking his leg. During the silent hold, Ivy slowly inched her tight and sexy body closer to him, closing the gap as she brushed her soft and plump breasts against his chest. The deadly mixture in the air lasted for a minute until he breathed it all in. It was enough to enhance his senses, which will help in his pleasure when they reach his bedroom. From the on, his senses were only to cater to his gorgeous girlfriend. His eyes were only to observe her pretty face, tight body and ass, causing his brain to short circuit by trying to choose which wonderful and horny wonder to look at first. His nose was to smell Ivy's intoxicating and sexy scent, sweet like rose and the freshest fruit, but also sexy like a seductive mixture of Victoria's Secret perfumes, whether it be her lovely breath, hot pheromones, or intoxicating perfume. Each scent of hers was unique and Tim loved to take a big whiff of all of them. His hearing only demanded to hear her melodic voice, which is sweet, seductive, and amazing to hear like a musical masterpiece played by an orchestra. His taste begged to savor her brain melting poison and every bit of smooth and silky skin on her tight and desirable body. He wanted to touch her silky smooth red hair, which appeared to be endless waves, healthy and natural-toned smooth skin, and to grope her ample breasts. It was already too late as he lost himself to her, willing to do anything to please her, all just from a walk from the living room to the kitchen. He wanted her. Every part of her. No he needed it -- had to have every inch of the seductive woman. He cursed himself for his unhealthy amount of drooling in front of his sexy lover as she giggled at his excitement for lust, causing his face to turn redder than her lovely hair and unbelievably silky hair. She wiped the saliva from his mouth and brushed it onto her lips, moaning softly as she did so, pursing her lips to show off his saliva all over her glossy red, full lips.
"How about we take a break and I take care of you for a bit, handsome?", Ivy whispered into his ear, gently licking his ear as she cupped his face with both hands and caressing his legs with her smooth thigh. Tim whimpered, causing Ivy to give a quick chortle before cooing,
"Of course you do. I love you and you love me, is that right?" Ivy said, stroking his hair, leaning in closer in order to hint a kiss on the lips, but instead moves it to his cheek and gave a soft smack as he sighs pathetically, smiling like an idiot. Tim was lost for words at her beauty and the extremely sexy situation going on at that moment. Ivy was looking at his right hand the whole time, tugging at his erect dick, waiting for him to come. Ivy made him speed up his stroking by yawning as she bent over, showing off her marvelous cleavage through her sexy green bra, shaking her plump tits before him. Before he was about to come, Ivy quickly intercepted by brushing his hand away with a firm but gentle force, pinning it against the wall. This caused Tim to softly cry since he lost his only source of sexual relief. He was so close as well, he swore he was about to come. Ivy smirked at his pain as she pursed her lips, softly saying,
"Now now, Timmy-poo. You DO want ME to take care of you, don't you darling? Or do you want your hand to?" Ivy said leaning in closer, lips inching away from his as he desperately trying to lean closer in order to meet mouths with the attractive ginger goddess before him.
"Y-y-ou Pamela. I-I w-w-w-ant you. I need you. Please", Tim gasped as both of them were surrounded in a mist of pheromones, lust, and arousal. Both were extremely horny, waiting to please one another. The air was so thick with pheromones, it drifted over to the living room and library, which caught the attention of both Alfred and Bruce, causing them to start masturbating to the scent of the lovely vixen. They were both extremely jealous of Tim, being able to be with the sexiest woman in the world.
"Of course you do, my dear", Ivy grinned as she moved her thigh away from his crotch, tapping his nose, and allowing him to bend over and kiss her, which he did. He leaned closer to her, towards paradise, but only to have Ivy place a finger on his lips and cause Tim and cry again, begging in desperation to be able to lock lips with his sexy lover. Ivy laughed a melodic laugh, which caused his whole body to shake to her lovely voice.
"Not yet", Ivy whispered, as she blew more pheromones, hitting him square in the face, winking. She lowered her hands to his belt and snapped it off and pulled his pants down in one fluid motion. His pants dropped as she looked at the bulge in his dark green underwear, which was darker as it reached towards his penis. She traced her fingers around the underwear. She was really attracted to green, being Mother Nature and all. It was made of wool and was soft and extremely pleasant to touch. She had to use this for her advantage during their play time.
"Mmm.. Green. That's so hot", Ivy said, grabbing him by the chin and scrunching her lovely jewel she calls a face, causing Tim to turn red and added to his hot and uncomfortable body. His dumb smile turned into a sad frown as he looked down and away from Ivy in shame and embarrassment as she laughed at his embarrassment.
"It's ok, Timmy dear. It's natural to be aroused by a beautiful vixen like me. After all, I am your girlfriend", Ivy said, pulling at his chin upwards as his face turned back to the dumb smile, drooling at her again. Ivy giggled as she wiped the saliva from his face. Ivy pulled down his underwear and observed his erect penis, standing at full mast.
"It's so big, baby..." Ivy crooned, tracing a finger from his thigh and away, teasing him by not touching his penis. “I’m guessing the big boy eats vegetables?” Ivy teased. Again, Tim turned red at her flattering comments. There was dead silence as Tim got lost in her beautiful emeralds that were her eyes as she seductively observed the now very aroused Tim. She quickly broke the silence by embracing him, wrapping one arm around his neck and the other cupping his face, one thigh sealing him to paradise as she gave him a passionate french kiss. Ivy stroked his face with her hand as she felt around his body. Tim hungrily returned the kiss, both lips brushing against each other and tongues dancing in each other's mouths. She smirked during the kiss at his confidence. It turned her on so much. During this long and incredibly sexy kiss, Ivy slowly stroked his cock. This embrace lasted for a while as his lips collided with her cushiony and oh so soft lips as her skilled and sweet tasting tongue lead the dance. Every brush of the lips and every stroke of the tongues the more pleasant and addictive the flavor from Ivy’s mouth was. Ivy had finesse and was intricate with her tongue, causing Tim’s pleasure to max out. Her sweet nectar and honey flavor was much more than that -- it contained a powerful aphrodisiac that would triple the pleasure of the senses and strengthened the victim’s lust to such a high level, the victim will be absolutely enamoured by the user. In this case, Tim was practically worshipping Ivy and was lost to her forever. The ground beneath them was covered in pheromone mist and Tim’s precum. Tim whimpered as his tongue drew back and Ivy’s tongue moved into his mouth. The makeout session made Tim constantly crave for her lips and taste even more than he did before from then on. Ivy gave a throaty moan, blasting pheromones and her breath down into his throat. The cloud of seduction surrounding them was intense, Tim was as aroused and hard as ever. Ivy was also aroused at Tim, he had an expert tongue and a hard but soft skinned dick that was pleasant for a lucky girl like herself to touch. Tim couldn’t hold it back; Ivy was so lovely and he was about to come.
“Pamela...”, Tim groaned as he was about to come, but Ivy wouldn’t stand for it. Ivy removed her hand from his blisteringly hard cock and separated her lips from his. Robin desperately tried to follow her lips but embrace again by leaning towards her lovely head, but Ivy pinned him back against the wall again with her thigh, with only a long strip of her saliva separating the two. Ivy brushed the ropes of saliva it away as she leaned towards moaned very sexily, and whispered
“Not yet sweetpea… how about we wait until we get to your bedroom… how does that sound sweetie?” She kissed his neck softly as Tim complied.
“As you wish, Pamela.” Ivy pulled his soft green underwear up, pulled it back, and let it go, slamming into his dick as he gave a soft groan. She giggled. She liked her new boy toy.
“On second thought,” Pamela said, “As much as I love your underwear… let’s keep it off for now… After all… I need something to pull you with, sugar.” Ivy winked as she tugged at his hard dick, causing him to stumble forward. Ivy grinned and cooed, “Good boy, let’s go upstairs now...”, Ivy crooned as she pulled him upstairs by grabbing his throbbing member. Each step they took, Tim’s dick grew harder and the stair steps were slowly flooding with precum as he inhaled more of her pheromones. Ivy wanted to keep Tim at tip-top arousal, so every couple of steps, she turned around and gave him a quiet but wet kiss on the cheek (and sometimes on the lips if he was a good boy) as she grabbed and pulled him by the chin, Tim following through hungrily, wanting to feel her soft lips on his unworthy and pathetic face and mouth. Ivy giggled while climbing the flight of endless stairs as Tim gave a brainless smile. Tim’s cock dripped precum, piercing pink clouds of pheromones and seduction below them like rain as he stared hopelessly at Ivy’s tight ass and breathtaking body, eyes fixated on her ass as it swayed left to right. Ivy turned and blushed at the fact that Tim was so enamoured and obsessed about her. Tim would love to be Ivy’s pet, following her around and to please her. Being able to please her and stare at her all day felt amazing. He didn’t even mind being treated like her dog, getting venomous but definitely sexy smooches from the sexiest woman in the world but also his crush and girlfriend as a reward for keeping up with her. Like a dog, he is always begging for her attention. He loved the fact that she uses his throbbing dick as a leash to lead him, as painful as it was, it was perfectly fine as long as Ivy liked it, and she did. Each step upward was a step closer to paradise with his lovely crush. After a couple of tiring flights, they were literally a couple of feet away from his bedroom. Tim took another step and fell. The intense pheromones he consumed sent him off edge, wreaking so much havoc in his system Tim simply shut down, falling, laying face up with his dick springing upwards like a flag of surrender. Ivy giggled as she bent down and laid a kiss on the tip of his penis, turning him back on again. “A couple more steps before we can love each other, darling”, Ivy teased, pulling him back up with his now even harder dick. Ivy and Tim finally approached the outside of his room as Ivy turned to face Tim, pulling at his cock with a firm but gentle force, sending him flying towards the attractive woman.
“Here we are, dearie”, Ivy whispered, staring at the dumbfounded Tim, his shirt wet from drooling and pants from precum. Ivy snickered softly as she turned her head and scrunched her nose, wiping his saliva away and wiping the precum from his dick with one finger. She moaned softly as she sucked it. Tim is a lucky man and Ivy is extremely hot and sexy. Her kinky action sent him off edge, he loved a girl that liked to lick. He couldn’t take it anymore, so he lunged at her and went for the first thing he always wanted from her -- her beautiful and supple breasts. He didn’t care -- he didn’t have to suck it, he could just cup it -- as long as he could touch the beautiful mounds. Ivy quickly responded by pushing him back and pressing her thigh against his cock as he quietly screamed.
“Tsk, tsk. Bad boy.” Ivy shook her head, shaking the saliva and precum coated finger directly at his face as he took in the smell of her saliva mixed with his spit and precum, turning him on even more.
“B-b-but” Tim responded in embarrassment. Ivy put her painted index finger to his lips.
“Shhh… No buts, love. It doesn’t matter what you want. From now on I am your mistress and your job is to pleasure me first. I will please you when and if you are a good boy. Understood?”
“Y-y-yes Mistress Pamela”, Tim blurted out, desperate for her attention and affection.
“Good boy. You are learning so quickly.” Ivy said, giggling at his desperate and impulsive response. She admired his zealous loyalty towards her. The fact that she owned a rich and handsome playboy was so hot, but not as hot as her, she thought.
“I think you deserve a reward, big boy.” Ivy winked as she opened the door and led him to the bed. She tugged at his cock towards the bed and he jumped with it, sitting there cowering under her authority. She was his goddess and queen now. He only lived to obey her.
“Such a good boy.” Ivy purred, stroking his hair, sending shivers down his spine. He loved the attention he’s been getting from his mistress. Maybe if he kept it up she would kiss him some more.
“Sit and wait here”, Ivy barked. Tim wanted to listen, but he was so horny.
“B-b-but, Mist-r-r-ress P-P-P-Pamela… I’m so horny…” Ivy got closer and squeezed his face. She was horny as well and was getting impatient. She wanted to come all over him too, but she wanted the night to be perfect -- after all, a handsome man like himself deserves more than a simple fuck.
“You love me, don’t you lover?” Ivy whispered into his face, a green mist entered into his open and drooling mouth. The new pheromone was a double edged sword. It made him tell the truth and increased his loyalty towards her.
“Yes… very much...” Robin replied, sounding gargled due to the large collection of saliva on his mouth.
“I love you too, very much so, but you will have to be patient. Listen to your mistress and don’t question her.” Ivy purred, stroking at his cheek with her soft fingers. She gave him an aggressive kiss as Tim sighed once again, marvelling at her cleavage as she bent down for the venomous smooch. Ivy giggled and went towards the bathroom.
“I’ll be back lover, I got a special surprise for you”, Ivy cooed, sexily entering the restroom, looking back, exposing her tight body, lovely breasts and nice ass all in one pose. She smiled and was hot at the fact that she could get his undivided attention from him that easily. She snapped her fingers and the potted plant on his desk emitted more pheromones. She wanted him to be so aroused he will fantasize about her and masturbate to her several times a day, practically worshipping her and constantly thinking about her, longing for another date with her. She wanted him to be obsessed to the point where the only thing that mattered to lucky Tim is his crush, girlfriend, and now mistress Pamela Winters. She closed the door and Tim’s whole brain shut down as he sat there in a vegetative state. Pamela was gone? What could he do now? His life is now meaningless when Pamela is missing. He desperately searched her bags to find something he can cling onto to console himself for her disappearance. Ever since he first saw her, she’s been everything he ever thought about it, and now it’s all gone. After rummaging through her baggage, he found a pornographic magazine called “Gotham Girls: Gone Wild” In it contained strictly images of a nude and sexy Poison Ivy. His mouth hung open as he marveled at the gorgeous and sexy villainess before him. Her features were exactly similar to his Mistress from the perky and plump breasts to the long scarlet hair. Tim was glad to see the only pages in the magazine were only of Poison Ivy. Good, she was the only supervillainess he was obsessed with, anyways, he thought. He always had an unhealthy obsession for Poison Ivy. He actually had a sexual fantasy for her ever since his first encounter with her. He always tried to get caught by her just to spend a night with her, receiving kisses from her. He remembered jacking off to crime photos of her, but now it didn’t matter. Pamela owned him now. But Pamela did look like Poison Ivy, so he thought it would be okay to jerk off to Poison Ivy. Besides, Pamela wouldn’t mind it, right? She wouldn’t punish him if he just took the magazine. He wouldn’t harm her in any way. Tim reassured himself of this and hid it in a cabinet. He sat there again, depressed waiting for his Pamela to appear again. The pheromones emitted from the potted plant comforted him because it smelt like his new love, Pamela. The door opens. Pamela walks out. She is dressed in a silky green robe with roses, leaves, and red and green lipstick marks decorated on it. She leaned on the side of the door as she admired her legs, sure that Tim would keep his gaze locked onto those shaved, clean, smooth, and lovely legs of hers. Tim started to drool again. Pamela looked at him and seductively blew a kiss from across the room. When she was in the restroom, Pamela concocted a unique pheromone that would increase his pleasure and arousal, which meant Tim was in for a really pleasurable and lovely night with his beautiful jade goddess and mistress. Pamela also made her tongue produce a lovely nectar that acted as a sedative that slowed down his senses every time their tongues would touch. Her new green lipstick was ten times more potent than Viagra, causing poor Tim’s penis to surge even longer each time they kiss, and she was planning to french kiss him until the sun rose. Her perfume was intoxicating and would keep him under control, not allowing him to take advantage of the sex, but only letting him listen to her and do what she tells him to.
“You like what you see, naughty boy?” Ivy asked, stroking the silky fabric.
“I am lost for words my mistress.” Tim moaned, completely lost in her petite, tight, and ball-bustingly sexy form. Ivy was really something to die for. She was something you could write home about. She completely hypnotized a young handsome son of a playboy and made him worship the very ground she walked on. Ivy started to get turned on again, thinking about it. Ivy actually really liked Tim, there was something about the young ones, she thought. Ivy really wanted him to enjoy his lucky night. She allowed her pheromones to take over herself, turning her on as well. Ivy slowly and seductively sauntered to the bed and sat on the edge, pushing Tim backwards on the bed. He laid upwards as Ivy took off his shirt and left him naked. Ivy licked her lips, glossing it and showing it off to Tim as he got lost in her in complete torture since he wanted to be pleased by her so badly. Ivy blew pheromones directly into his face as he gladly breathed it in, with no protest. Even if he knew she was manipulating him and eating at his mind, he wouldn’t care because he loved her. Besides, if he was manipulated and hypnotized by her, succumbing to her and pleasing her wouldn’t hurt, would it?
“Do you love me?” Ivy moaned seductively, looking at him, allowing him to get lost in her eyes.
“Yes Mistress…”
“What do you want from me, lover?”, Ivy teased raising a sexy eyebrow at him.
“Relief… Mistress”
“What kind of relief, darling?” Ivy teased as she giggled at his frustration.
“S-s-s..exual relief, Mistress”, Tim groaned.
“Would you like me to dance on your lap until you come?” Ivy asked licking her lips as she glossed it and showed off her soft and luscious lips to Tim again.
“Yeeeesss…. Pleeeasseee Mistress...” Tim groaned, lusting after her with a glowing passion. Ivy blew several kisses of pheromones directly into his face as she moaned while stroking his face and other various parts of his body as Tim began to drool again.
“You are going to enjoy this, lover” Ivy winked as she landed on his lap, crushing his cock, causing Tim to cry out in pain. “Oops!” Ivy laughed as she watched Tim suffer. “Did that hurt, my darling?” Ivy sympathized with pursed lips, cooing as she ran a finger on his dick up and down, easing the pain, softly stroking his handsome face as she awaited for his response.
“My love for you is too powerful for me to feel pain, Mistress” Tim replied wittedly. Ivy was impressed with his witty response and loyalty towards her, making her start to wet herself with her love juice. She stopped caressing his face and rubbed her fingers on his lips.
“I know how much you like my silk robe, darling” Ivy said as she smirked with eyes closed, puffing her thick red hair. Tim was slack jawed with his mouth open, saliva pouring out of his mouth like a fountain, moaning in bliss as he watched Ivy stroke her hair, begging for the attention of his green goddess. Ivy moaned in bliss as she initiated the exotic dance, rubbing her silky robes against his hard cock, moaning every time she brushed against it expelling her hot and pleasant breath into his face. Tim moaned in pleasure as he moaned
“Yes… I love your silky robes very much my Mistress.” Tim was enjoying the exotic dance he was receiving from her as he stared at the hot woman shaking her hips over his drooling dick. Ivy shook her sexy thighs her sexy thick legs and ass over his burning crotch in circular motions. Ivy slowly moved Tim’s hands around her waist as she leaned in a blew more pheromones into Tim’s mesmerised face, speeding up the circular pace of her curvy hips, brushing her green and silky robes over his painful cock. Ivy then lifted her arms and wrapped it around his neck as she played a soft and wet game with Tim’s tongue. Tim drew his tongue back and let Ivy take control of his mouth, wetting every inch of it with her nectar tasting tongue as she continued rubbing Tim’s crotch with her ass as she shook her hips slowly and sexily as she danced. Ivy moaned in bliss as she slowed her dance down, lowering her self, applying more force with her pressing plump ass and thighs over his erect dick. Ivy kept her eyes closed, moaning as she moved her hands away from Tim’s neck as she stroked her hair with one hand while caressing Tim’s red cheeks with the other. Tension was building in Tim’s cock but he tried to hold back in order to prolong the dance he was receiving from his sexy mistress. The swelling cock was slowly pumping precum as Ivy broke the kiss, slamming her ass and legs up and down onto his crotch as she shook her breasts erotically, her plump knockers bouncing about, causing Tim’s eyes to follow its exact and precise movements.. The silk robes felt so good clashing against his skin along with the feeling of her ass through the robes brushing against his hard member. Tim couldn’t hold back anymore, he was about to come. Ivy recognized the signal and gave one final shake of the hips before he came all over her robes.
“Did you like my exotic dance, babe?” Ivy asked, batting her eyes with her head turned.
“Very much, Pamela…”
“Would you like to go onto our next activity?”
“Ready when you are, Mistress…”
Ivy moaned in horniness due to his sexual stamina as she leaned towards Tim and prepared for a kiss. She cupped his face and she sat on his chest, pursing her lips, inches away from his. Tim’s lips shook, desperate to be engulfed in hers. His tongue was asking hers to dance. Ivy teased him sticking out her tongue and pulling it upwards, licking his lips. Tim shuddered uncontrollably Ivy noticed earlier when she brushed away his drool and precum and sucked it, he got extremely aroused. He had a licking fetish, she thought as she pushed him onto the bed and straddled him.
“Oh Tim...” Ivy sang, admiring her green fingernails as she stopped paying attention to him. Tim desperately needed to get her attention so he replied.
“Yes, my mistress?”
“Why didn’t you tell me that you have a licking fetish?”
“I-I d-d-d-o… how do you know?” Tim stammered, blushing. He was amazed at how she knew his life story just from a walk upstairs.
“That’s not important.” Ivy said, facing him, licking her lips. “What matters is… do you want me to lick your whole body?”
“Yes...”
“Yes who? I know you have better manners than that, richboy.” Ivy giggled at his frustration as she purposefully teased him, further extending the time, stalling the kinky activity as she followed his eyes to her thick and supple breasts..
“Yes… please… Mistress Pamela” Ivy giggled as she grabbed his chin by the finger to move his head upwards, teasing
“My eyes are up here, sweetie” Ivy moaned in bliss as she looked as his red face. “Good boy… but first”, Ivy held a finger up, “Get off the bed.” Tim immediately got off the bed and kneeled before his mistress. He knew better than to defy his mistress. Ivy giggled at her pet, teaching himself knew tricks just to please her. “You rich boys sure are smart… as a reward...” Ivy took off her fuzzy green slippers and showed off her beautiful pedicured feet. They were flawless and her toe nails were painted green. That turned him on since green turned Ivy on. Tim also secretly had a foot fetish but was reluctant to tell her.
“But.. Mistress Pamela… What about you licking me?” Tim whimpered, looking up and cowering at her beautiful form.
“Pleasure my feet first while I’ll think about it...” Ivy said in a singing tone, waving her feet in front of his face. Tim started to drool again… he was always hungry for her feet.
“As you wish...” Tim devoured her foot, licking every single inch of it, loving the organic and natural taste. He moved onto the other one, doing the same. Her feet were covered with a paste that made every inch of his skin more sensitive, making his tongue licking experience even better. Ivy has planned it well.
“Make sure you get the toes” Ivy said, sticking out her big toe. Tim did not hesitate and stuck the toe in his mouth, french kissing it as he devours the paste like a horny teenager. Ivy giggled at his love for her toes. She also knew he had a foot fetish, after all, who wouldn’t? Crawling after her like a pet, practically at her heels. Ivy took her toe out of his mouth, Tim chased after it but stopped when another toe was shoved into his mouth. He kept doing this until she felt he consume enough paste. Ivy’s feet were now completely wet as Tim continued his licking.
“Good boy… you licked it all up… I think you are ready. Get on the bed big boy.” She patted at the spot next to him. Ivy gave him a short french kiss for his excellent job on her feet. A pleasured gasp escaped Tim’s lips from the wet smooch he just received. Tim’s lips were green from her lipstick. Tim licked his lips just to taste more of her, causing Ivy to giggle in pure, lusty bliss. He was addicted to her taste. Tim sprang up and jumped on the bed, excited for the tongue treatment he was about to receive. Ivy laid down next to him and began to cuddle him, silky green robes rustling all over his body as she moaned, showing him affection. Tim hugged her back, gently squeezing her petite and silky smooth body, trying not to hurt her, brushing noses with her as they embraced in a soft and quiet eskimo kiss. Their noses brushed against each other, lust building after each collision. Ivy truly had a beautiful nose, Tim noted. During that moment, Ivy was producing another special chemical addition to her tongue -- poison ivy -- a special one at that. When she licks him, she will be coating him in poison ivy, causing him to itch for a lifetime. It will only go away when he comes thinking about her or when he is pleasured by her. Then, it’ll come right back. He will be literally be itching for her. Ivy slapped his hands off of her and pushed him so that he would face the ceiling. Ivy mounted Tim, robes rustling against his bare stomach, and began to lick his face -- every inch of it, giving a soft throaty moan after each lick. The saliva seeped into his skin, giving it a minor rash, which will then grow.
“Mmm… you like that lover?” Ivy said, licking his neck, staring at him. Tim was rock hard and tried to stroke his dick. Ivy stopped licking and Tim looked directly back at her and was wondering why she stopped. “No jacking off.. I’ll get there when I do” Ivy glared at him. Tim nodded and laid back again, arms instead caressing her. The fact he was caressing her sent a blush to her rosy cheeks. Her pet was learning fast. For that, she leaned towards him and gave him a smooch on the lips. Tim gave a dumb smile as he sighed at what just happened, a green imprint of Ivy’s lovely lips on his. Ivy continued to lick his body all the way to his pelvis, which she licked around, purposefully avoiding his balls, frustrating him. The potent kiss he received contained the extract that was more potent than Viagra, which caused his dick to become more painfully stiff, which is why Tim gasped at Ivy and was confused at why she wouldn’t lick his penis. Ivy gave him a reassuring seductive glance telling him he’ll treat his member soon. From then on, Tim learned to not question his mistress, caressing her lovely face and silky robes as she continues her tongue treatment. When she got to his feet, his searing rash needed to be scratched. Ivy knew he was itching bad to come. Tim held it back, because he knew Ivy wouldn’t appreciate his weakness. Ivy appreciated his selflessness and devotion towards her, so she leaned towards him and kissed his lips again, leaving another imprint and dumb smile on Tim’s face. At this point, Tim’s saliva is now mingling with Ivy’s due to his excessive drooling. Ivy licked up all of his saliva, which aroused Tim some more. Ivy then went to his dick. She grabbed it and Tim gasped. “Have you ever had a blowjob before?” Ivy asked, raising her orange eyebrow sexily. Tim gave a feverish head shake as she seductively smiled and whispered in his ear before licking it, “Then you’re going to love this...” Ivy immediately took his cock by the mouth, causing Tim to whimper and gasp. He never had one before, but he instantly knew it was an amazing blowjob. Since he was already extremely aroused, It didn’t take a few licks before he was about to come. The poison ivy from her saliva seeped into his dick, causing him to itch incredibly. At this point, Tim’s whole body was unbelievably itchy, but he would not dare remove his hands from his pleased Mistress just to ease a scratch. Ivy removed her mouth from his dick and kissed him again for his loyalty. Instead of coming back to his dick, she started to lick his balls since they needed poison ivy as well. After giving each testicle her love and affection, giving a soft moan as she popped each one out of her mouth as she kept eye contact with Tim, his now green lips trembling in excitement. She took in his dick again, and deepthroated him, before he came, Ivy reached for his balls and gave it a nice squeeze. Tim came into Pamela’s mouth, squirting uncontrollably as she took it all in. The pleasure eased his itchy desire as a groan escaped Tim’s mouth. Pamela licked her lips and kissed him again on the cheek.“You taste amazing, veggie boy...” Tim blushed as Pamela noticed his rashy skin. “I hope you don’t mind… my tongue was coated with poison ivy… don’t worry though, it’ll go away for a bit when you come to me...” Ivy said, waiting for his angry reply.
“I think that’s best for me, Mistress”, Ivy smiled at her pet and rewarded him with another kiss. Tim’s lips were practically green from all of the kisses he’s received from her. He loved being her pet. She sat up on the edge of the bed and sighed.
“That’s a good boy,” she said, stroking his leg, “now onto our next activity...”
“Sit up” she commanded as she firmly pointed her finger at the side next to her. Tim immediately sat up and landed his balls and dick hard onto the mattress due to his fast movement. It hurt, but he held it back -- his Mistress would not tolerate that. Ivy noticed the incident and stroked his hair lovingly. “Did that hurt, lover boy?” Ivy crooned as she planted another kiss on his cheek.
“Nothing will hurt me as Tim does not want to annoy his mistress” Tim informed her, stroking the side of his cheek that had the lipstick mark with a satisfied smile.
“Good boy… referring yourself in third person… you deserve another kiss”, Ivy cooed,
marveling at his stunning progress. His wit rewarded him another kiss. She leaned downwards and kissed at his limp and resting dick, which was drooling with semen. It instantly shot up, which caused pain in Tim, but was quietly and professionaly ignored. “I can’t forget about the big guy”, Ivy, seductively and lovingly cooed, scratching the underside of the tip of his now erect dick which had a green lipstick mark stretching over the head. “But I digress...” Ivy turned to him and gave him a pair of dark green shorts. It looked organic and plant like. It had roses, flowers, leaves, and vines growing out of it. It was specially made by herself - It was made of the softest moss which emitted pheromones which, in contact with skin, made it not only more pleasurable, but made the victim’s penis come more. The roses emitted another type of pheromone which made her kisses more intense. The vines latched onto his legs and didn’t allow him to remove it until Ivy chose to “Put these on, darling…” Without hesitation Tim put on the shorts and it felt good. When his hard dick touched the moss, it grew harder, making Tim groan. After the past few events, Tim’s dick has permanently grown twice his original size! The vines immediately latched onto his legs acting like a chastity device when Ivy chose it to be. But for now, it was for pleasure. The soft moss collided on his hard flesh giving a nice contrast. Ivy allowed Tim to massage it a bit, groaning at the soft response he received rubbing against his dick. Soon enough, Tim grew so hard his new underpants grew a rather large tent. Ivy smirked at the sight and muttered
“Too easy.” Ivy thought as she pulled a string that held her robes together and tossed it aside. Tim whimpered as he saw the robes fly across the other side of the king sized bed. It looked beautiful on her. As he turned back to her however, he was in for a big surprise, something that was better than the robes. He saw the sexy green lingerie she had on. Tim was struck silent as he stared at her. Her dark bra held up her nice and plump breasts, which were begging to break out and welcome him. It had to be at least a C cup, Tim thought, massaging his new moss shorts more aggressively. Her panties had a nice cleft in it, urging Tim to stick his dick in her. Ivy chuckled at his astonishment.
“You have plenty of time after our play time to stare at pictures of me and you will, but for now, you can stop admiring me for now and move onto our next activity” Ivy barked. Tim cowered back and nodded his head. “Good boy”, Ivy cooed as she laid on top of him face to face, playing with his hair lovingly, grinning at his nervous reaction. For five straight minutes she breathed her mind numbing pheromones into his face as Tim welcomed it with hospitality. “I know you’ve been wanting my ass and breasts, Ivy whispered in his ear as Tim blushed. He tried to deny it but Ivy pushed him over so he would be on top and smacked him across the face. “Don’t act like I didn’t see you staring you naughty boy” Ivy said. “Admit it.” Ivy demanded
“Mistress Pamela… I want your breasts and ass… I’ve been staring at it for too long!” Tim blurted, shaking profusely.
“Good boy.. and you shall receive it” Ivy cooed, staring into his eyes as she stroke his face with affection. Ivy took off her bra and let Tim stare at her breasts. “Have you ever seen breasts before, Tim?”
“No…” Tim murmured, staring at it. Ivy giggled as Tim kept on staring like a horny teenage. His saliva was dripping onto her breasts. Ivy guided Tim’s head onto Ivy’s breasts. Ivy massaged his neck and stroked his hair as she told him to kiss it. Tim was nervous, he never licked such pleasant and alluring breasts before. “Don’t be shy big boy…” Ivy whispered into his ear, stroking his cheek as she lightly kissed him on the nose, encouraging him. Tim started to stick his tongue on her rosy pink nipple. It tasted so good. After a couple of licks, his tongues were all over her plump mounds. “Don’t forget to lick as well!” Ivy sang as Tim started to cover every inch of it with his saliva. Tim naturally started to kiss it before Ivy told him to. He deserved a kiss for putting thought into pleasing her. Ivy pulled him out of her breasts and kissed Tim again on the lips. Again, Tim licked his lips to taste more of it. Tim used a hand to drift lower and squeeze her soft and supple ass cheek, causing Ivy to gasp and moan sexily at his courage to do such a thing. Ivy pulled him out of his breasts and delivered another passionate kiss into his mouth, tongue swirling around his mouth like a twister, flooding his mouth with her saliva and nectar, green lipstick smearing all over his mouth. Tim was beginning to feel addicted to her rewards. Ivy pulled out of the kiss giggling as she looked at Tim as his eyes were still closed and tongue still out, waiting to continue the kiss. She guided him back into her tits, allowing him to keep licking, kissing, and groping.
“I’ll give you a choice, lover… would you like to please me by french kissing me and massing my beautiful cups… or suck on my tits?” Ivy inquired, glaring lovingly at him while he thought about it.
“Tim… wants to please his Mistress… After all, she is more important to pleasure” Ivy giggled.
“Good boy… now come to mama…”, Tim nervously embraced her lips as he started to cup and play with her breasts, teasing her hard nipples. He played with one as he teased the other, all while making out with his fantasy… his Mistress. Their lips brushed against each other as they both moaned heavily, tongues dancing a neverending dance. Ivy’s wandering hands lowered to his crotch. She squeezed it gently and received a gasp from Tim. Ivy smirked as she started to massage his crotch through his favorite oh so soft moss shorts. It felt amazing to receive a crotch massage from a goddess. He couldn’t focus on all the tasks all at once -- the savoury and sweet french kissing, the amazing and supple breasts, and his crotch massage. After a while, he began to feel the urge to come. Ivy slowed down and whispered in his ear as she licked it
“When you come… I want you to say my name at the top of your lungs… submit to me...”
“Yes Mistress…” Tim groaned as they embraced again, tongues waltzing and lips brushing. He never grew tired of her very soft lips sliding against his each time they licked each other’s tongues. Tim’s senses were on overload, the pheromones were too much. Tim’s entire face is now green from the lipstick from all the kisses he received and he was practically itching again and is desperate to come. The vines decided to join in on the fun as it reached in and stroked his dick as the roses growing off of the moss produced more pheromones into the mist of pheromones and seduction surrounding the two lovers. Ivy massaged faster as he played with her breasts and licked her tongue, just when Tim was about to come, Ivy let go of him, leaving Tim with blue balls, groaning softly from the pain. Ivy pulled his underwear down and applied some calamine lotion to his dick and balls which was also mixed with some more pleasure pheromones. She pulled his underwear back up and massaged it some more before he came.
“IIIVYYY!!!” Tim yelled as he came in his underwear. It would’ve grown damp if it wasn’t for the moss that absorbed the semen. Tim’s body shook as Ivy climbed off of him laughing at how she dominating him, milk running off of her breasts from all of the arousal she received from him. Ivy pushed Tim over and laid on him, dominating him. She traced her finger around Tim’s chest, singing softly as she did so. Tim’s brain was shut down from all of the pleasure and pheromones, so she paced around the room thinking about the reason why Tim called her Ivy as he came instead of her psuedo-name. Ivy checked the trap she had set up in her purse -- the magazine. It was missing, clearly indicating Tim’s obsession and lust for her real identity, Poison Ivy. Ivy had her suspicions of Tim being Robin but needed him to confirm it, but how? Ivy came up with the perfect plan. She will reveal herself in her true form to Robin and fuck him senseless. She knew that from all of the pheromones he received he will not care and will be turned on even more after finding out that his new crush was actually his sexual fantasy dominating his thoughts for most of his teenaged life. After that, she will have Tim expose pheromones to the rest of the Wayne Family, allowing Ivy to walk right in and seduce every one of them: Bruce, Dick, and Alfred. Maybe if Tim was a good boy, she might have another playdate with him.
“You’re finally awake, lover.” Ivy said, straddling him, tracing fingers around his body, exploring it. Tim opened his eyes to see the most gorgeous woman in the world. He remembered the amazing dance, blowjob, and crotch massage he received from her and was exciting for more activities. “Are you ready for one more activity?”, Ivy asked, teasing him by pulling down his underwear and placing another loud and wet smack on his dick. The lipstick sunk into his dick and turned him on again. He was rock solid and harder than ever, the tent on his underwear was raging for relief. “I don’t know about you… but your little buddy says so…” Ivy giggled as Tim blushed. “Sit up”, Ivy commanded. Tim sat up with eager beaming in his eyes. Ivy removed her panties and tackled him onto the bed again, kissing him with passion. Tim parted his teeth and let her dominate his mouth as his tongue welcomed hers. This went on for a while, their tongues licking each other, both of them moaning as Tim welcoming in more pheromones, as her tongue sent electrical waves into his body, giving him shudders. The bed was already coated in his semen, he was so turned on by her he was squirting precum during the kiss. Ivy pulled down his mossy underpants and took him in. Ivy gave a throaty moan as Tim gasped for air, breathing in more pheromones. Tim pulled out and shoved it back in. Ivy gave a smooch on his cheek for encouragement. Tim started to slowly build up the speed and shoving it into Ivy’s tight pussy. In and out, it went on for minutes as Ivy decided to ask him
“Is it your first time?” Ivy whispered into his ear.
“Yes… it is Tim’s first time”
“Don’t worry”, Ivy moaned as she bucked her hips to receive his cock, “I’ll be gentle…” Tim moaned as he kept thrusting into the tight pussy of Ivy. Ivy again recaptured his lips and wrapper her arms around his necks, her lust for him blatantly obvious. Tim cupped her breasts and pleased her by rubbing her tits and playing with it. Just when Tim was about to come, Ivy pushed him back again, his dick out of her vagina, long ropes of love juice separating the two love organs. Tim whimpered as Ivy took off the ring and change her pigment and went back to her normal self. Tim gasped as his dick raged with frustration, waiting eagerly to come.
“It’s me, bird boy…” Ivy cooed, closing her eyes and playing with her own air as she allowed Tim to process the shame. Tim was in love with a crazy villain. Tim was lost for words. He felt so ashamed but also felt a tiny shred of new arousal. It grew even bigger. He now was so turned on about the fact that he was fucking his teenaged obsession and crush. Ivy felt more sexier without the ring and Tim couldn’t help but agree. The ring did not add to her beauty, but ruined it. In her true form, she more natural. Her green skin was exotic and turned him on. “Don’t be shy, Timmy… what are you thinking?” Ivy perked an eyebrow to say how Tim would respond.
“Mistress Pamela… I still love you.” Ivy blushed at the fact that Tim was still so loyal to her. Ivy leaned down and kissed the tip of his dick as she scratched his underside, commanding
“I am no longer Pamela Winters. From now on you shall address me by Mistress Ivy. Understood?”
“As you wish, Mistress Ivy” Robin moaned, as he appreciated the scratch on the dick he received from Ivy, easing the raging itch.
“Now that business is done…”, Ivy purred as she slid her pussy into Tim’s dick, “Let’s finish pleasure…”, Ivy smiled seductively as she continued grinding her hips into Tim’s raging cock. Tim bucked forwards as she captured his tongue, french kissing him again. Tim’s left hand was groping her magnificent perky mounds and his other was clutching her tight ass. Ivy was caressing his face and grasping him with her chin with one hand while massaging his balls with the other. Tim was about to come again. Ivy recognized the signal and got off once more, laughing at Tim’s frustration. “If you want to come big boy, you have to answer some questions”, she said, paying attention to her fingernails, admiring the manicure.
“Anything Mistress Ivy”, Tim groaned, wanting to come in desperation.
“Are you Robin?”
“Y-y-y-ye-s..”
Ivy smirked at how easy it was to get answers from him as she slid into him again. She used her legs to pin his hips down to stop him from bucking his hips to paradise.
“Is Bruce Batman?”
“Y-y-es…” She slid out.
“Are you in love with me?”
“Yeeeessss…” Ivy blushed as she rewarded him with a kiss as she pushed into him again He was getting closer to coming.
“Will you worship me?”
“Yeeeeeesssss…” Ivy gave him another kiss as she slid out.
“When I thrust one more time you will cry out my name as you orgasm… understood?”
“As you wish, Mistress Ivyy…..” Ivy smirked as she thrusted, resulting in both of them coming. “POISON IVVVYY!!!” , Tim moaned uncontrollably as his body shook like an earthquake. Ivy moaned in pleasure as she came as well, their love juices mixing together. Ivy could handle the pleasure, but Tim’s senses were overloaded and his mind was shut down again, dick still hard drooling and squirting profusely. Tim’s consciousness regained as he saw Ivy packing up and getting ready to leave. Tim was completely naked except for the moss shorts he had on, vines sealing the shorts onto his skin, making it impossible to take off.
“Mistress Ivy…” Tim moaned softly, trying to get her attention. Ivy lazily sauntered by and kneeled before the bed looking at him with adoration and arrogance in her eyes and Tim got lost in them again. Ivy blew him a pheromone laced kiss as Tim moaned, taking it all in, getting turned on again and ready for action, willing to serve and pleasure his mistress. Ivy then leaned over and showed off her mounds and cleavage as she seductively whispered.
“Had a nice nap, birdie?” Ivy said, stroking his hair as she breathed pheromones into his face.
“Please don’t leave me…”
“I have things to do my love… I’ll be back soon enough…” Ivy whispered in his ear, licking his cheek has he started to blush and his mouth started to drool. Ivy gave him one more passionate french kiss before removing herself from him and turned to leave.
“I love you… Ivy”, Tim moaned as Ivy walked away accentuating the sway of her hips, giggling as Tim’s eyes bounced left to right, fixated on her ass.
“I know you do, darling. Catch you later”, Ivy cooed seductively and winked and blew one last pheromone-laced kiss at him. Petals and pollen flew from across the room straight into Tim’s nosed as he breathed it all in a let out a pleasured sigh. She snapped her fingers and the roses on his shorts started to emit more pheromones and some vines grew and massaged his balls.The pheromones would make his obsession for her while she was gone increase tenfold. Now his itching desire for her will build up and he will come to the thought of her several times a day. Ivy walked out of the door, purposefully dropping her panties along with the pornographic magazine of hers. Tim crawled to it and smelled the dark green panties. It smelt soooooooooooo good. It was damp from before, it smelt like a mixture of his precum, semen, and her love juice. Tim had to beat off to her. Tim flipped the pages furiously as he started to massage his cock through the soft cloth, trying to relive the moment. He came several more times before passing out again, semen and precum staining his carpet. A dumb and satisfied smile was on his face as saliva drained out of his green lipstick stained mouth. While he was sleeping, a horny and jealous Bruce and Alfred snuck in his bedroom, took Ivy’s panties and magazines jacked off to it as well and fought over it.