This was a side of Alfred that Brucie had never seen before. He did not know that the older man owned leather crotchless pants or a bondage hood. He didn't know that Alfred had an X-frame like the one Brucie was now securely fastened to. He certainly didn't
know that Alfred owned a whip, and knew how to use it.
It was so hot.
"Ooooowwww! Thank you, Master Alfred, may I have another! Owwwwwww!"
Superbabe set down in the Fortress of Solitude, then set Nightwing down. She quickly dropped to her knees and tried to pull the sultry she-male's dick out, but Nightwing stepped back. "Not yet! First we have to figure out what's going on." Superbabe pouted.
"I know, like, what's going on," Superbabe said, landing close to the pair and setting the half-girl, half-dog down. "Look! It's Pink Krypto... um... space rock!" she exclaimed, holding up the cock-shaped Kryptonite.
Nightwing's eyes widened. They'd already been exposed once. What would exposure to another piece to to them?