Cupid and his assistants were preparing their magic for Barbara Gordon.
“Fuzzy Handcuffs, Riding Crop, complete blue prints for the Bionic Woman done as pinup paintings, copy of ‘Wearing your Dominatrix Pants; Leading a Female led relationship,’ ‘Lipstick Lesbian Fantasies’ one throw twelve, the complete collection of Jane Fonda leg and core workout tapes,” Cupid called as he tossed each item into magic ‘blender,’ “Rubber Lovers fetish porn fantasies, ‘Kissing boys and girls: a guide for bisexual women coming out of the closet’…”
*
Raven tried to tune out the pair of erst-while lovers as she tried to meditate. Doctor Strange and Zatana had each called her to see what she could find about the distortion and warping of the magic fields.
“Dick!” Barbara called, “Cathouse? Really?”
“What?” Dick said.
“What are you?” Barbara sighed, “Peter Pan?”
Raven started looking around her with her mind’s eye and saw them. The Cherubs that had infested the room. The largest one was dressed like a mad scientist from an old Frankenstein film and standing on the feet of Barbara’s wheel chair while his cohorts maned a crash cart with defibulators behind him. Three more were aiming a cartoonish oversized bazooka at Dicks head.
“Oh come one Babs,” Dick said, “He is in the love shack with a woman that dresses like a cat, a woman that turned halfway into a cat, and cat that turned into a woman…”
“Site Epsilon is not a love shack it is a safe house to house civilians targeted by super criminals,” Barbara interrupted.
The lead cherub now had the paddles in his hands and seemed to be laughing manically.
“And all three of them want to have his bat… Kitties!” Dick was laughing like the joker himself now.
“Dick if I could walk I would kick you in the ass right now!” Barbara fumed.
The cherub slammed the paddles down on to Barbara’s thighs sending their power into her body, Barbara watched her legs spasm, but Raven watched the pulse flair as it hit her heart and her brain. Barbara watched her legs while the cherub hit her again. She stood up, while Raven watched the flashed spark in her mind, heart and pussy.
“OK,” Dick said, “I got the all catfood jingle playlist, now can you show me how to send it to every device to auto play?”
Raven watched Barbara walk over with a confident but silent strut and line up her kick. With a swift punt Barbara kicked Dick in the ass causing Dick to turn in shock. Raven heard two booms as she watched the Cherubs shoot Dick in the back with the Bazooka…
*
Barbara didn’t know what had happened, but she knew that she could walk again and that Dick and Rea had been naughty little sluts that needed the firm hand of a loving mistress to keep them under control! Dick and Raven had both slumped forward to the ground like they had been shot. Barbara looked from Dick before her to Rea to her side wondering what was happening. Dick’s outfit went from street to club. His shirt and pants became leather and cuffs and a collar appeared on him. Rea’s outfit went from Jeans and sweatshirt to leather leggings, knee boots, latex corset with cuffs at her wrists and ankles with a collar on her neck.
“Mistress,” both said as they looked up at Barbara.
Barbara felt her heart rush, her nipples stiffened, and her pussy dampened. These naughty little birds needed Mistress to teach them to behave…
*
Batman was having a heck of a time, the three women seemed to only be interested in having sex.
“Face it stud,” Selina laughed, “They won’t be happy until they have your kittens.”
“Can you explain to them that they are in no condition to have kittens?” Batman asked, “They are both underweight and need medical treatment.”
“That won’t be a problem for me,” Selina pulled out a few condoms, “I’m not interested having kittens.”
“Selina you are about one pun away from ‘psycho bat’ as you call it,” Batman intoned, “If you want to see the romantic Fop, you are going to help me get these two under control.”
“Fine Brucie,” Selina purred in Batman’s ear.
“Selina.”
“I haven’t told them your identity,” Selina snickered, “But that doesn’t matter. You could drop them off at Coast City on the Pacific, and they would hunt you down based on your smell.”
“Selina…”
“Come on girls,” Selina shouted, “time for flea baths. Those little buggers tend to ruin sexy time for humans.”
Bruce went into the isolated Bat section of the site and stripped out of his current suit and tossed it in the decontamination bin. He had wanted to be polite, but Selina had been right on point. Both Tiger and Thornn had parasites from their time on streets and in the sewers. All three of them would be great arm candy for Bruce after a trip to an invitation only fashion house or a great aid to Batman in his mission, but he didn’t feel it was right to take advantage of them since clearly they were not thinking straight right now. Bruce took a second to look at the security monitors and did a face palm. Selina had moved one to get a shot of the three of them in the shower together cleaning each other in as sexy a manor as they could.