“Yeah,” Tim admitted, “But I don’t know, I mean, would this be like rape?”
“You can’t rape the willing,” Emma responded with a coy smile, “And I am very willing.”
“But you are programed to be willing,” Tim pointed out.
“Maybe, but I give my consent to you my dear,” Emma put the purse on the floor and moved back onto the bed, “I want you to fuck me, I want your dick in my mouth, pussy, between my tits and up my ass.”
“I guess that counts for the courts,” Tim started to race out of his cloths and onto the bed.
“Umm, quite the flag pole you got there, stud,” Emma pulled down Tim’s pants, “Like the boxer briefs, but I think we can ditch them.”
As Emma pulled down the boxer briefs Tim unclasped her cape and reach behind her to try and undo her corset. But the there was no knot, just strings, not even a zipper.
“Ahh, Emma,” Tim said between kisses, “I hope you like this corset, because I am not finding anyway of opening it.”
“I’m sealed in,” Emma gasped, “Until you unequipped it.”
“How sealed?” Tim asked as he kissed his way down her neck to her bosom, “Oh tits free.”
As Tim kissed Emma’s chest one of her breast popped free of the latex cup and offered its self for Tim to suckle and kiss. Emma gasped and moaned at the pleasure, she reached to Tim’s night stand and opened it, the condoms he had thought of earlier were right there for her to grab. As much as she wanted Tim’s cum within her, she was still fertile for now and the condoms would make anal much cleaner and easier for both of them. Tim didn’t resist as she handled his cock and rolled the rubber in place. Emma spread her legs as Tim crawled on top of her. Emma moaned as Tim’s fingers moved the bottom of her thong off to the side and she gasped as he entered her with his cock. Tim kissed his way back up her chest and neck to her mouth. Emma moaned and gasped when Tim released her from the kiss with a might pelvic thrust.
“Oh god!” Emma moaned.
Tim kept thrusting and Emma squirmed and convulsed as she started to orgasm repeatedly. As she started to loss herself to the pleasure, she felt Tim pull out of her.
“No,” Emma moaned in protest.
She found Tim moving around and pulling her on top of him. She then felt his cock sliding between her butt cheeks. Emma sat up in a reverse cow-girl as Tim slide into her anus. Both gasped in pleasure.
*
Night had set as Emma lay in Tim’s arms.
“So not a single seam in any of this and seems to be welded to your skin except for here, here and here,” Tim poked the bottom of Emma’s thong and then the cups of the corset, “Very convenient. Nothing we did torn it either.”
“I could wear this in public and nobody would comment on me smelling like a tire either,” Emma added.
“They would have plenty of other comments,” Tim noted.
“I don’t care as long I please you,” Emma kissed Tim.
Tim got up and got his phone. He chuckled as he read the alerts.
“Chocolate Cherry Popper,” Tim read one aloud for Emma to hear.
Emma giggle like a school girl at the joke.
Tim brought up Emma’s profile, he noticed a new tab to the side marked “Upgrades” and opened it, it had an icon of the White Queen outfit she wore now with a check mark on it. Tim tapped it and a prompt appeared asking if he wanted to un-equip the outfit. Tim tapped the confirm button. The costume disappeared and Emma went back to wearing the white school girl outfit.
“Come on, lets shower,” Tim said, “I don’t know about you but I am hungry. We also need to find you some more cloths.”
Emma reached for her purse and pulled out a debit card.
“Can you check this?”
Tim took the card and then went to his desk and got the special phone Fox had given them last week. He used the bat-logoed device to scan the card and was surprised to see the information start to populate the screen. The card was valid and linked to multiple accounts at one bank all right at or just below the FDIC limit, and the system started a network search and brought up the linked accounts at other bank and investment group creating a financial portfolio that was worth more than him as the sole inheritor of the Drake estate.
“Holy shit!” Tim exclaimed, “You are worth more than me!”
“So… I’m your sugar mama?” Emma giggled.
“No, it means…” Tim said, “Lets shower and get out of here.”
*
After the shower the first stop had been to a high end shop to get Emma a nice dress for the restaurant. Sure there were plenty of outfits they could have used from the device, but most were not for use outside of the club, the bedroom or fights on roof tops, and on top of that Tim wanted to earn more Sexy-Points in the App before buying a bunch of reality defying outfits. After that they went to a smaller high end restaurant that specialized in quiet and discreet.
“The perks of being a Wayne?” Emma noted as they read the menu.
“Yeah, but you would be surprised how rarely we come here for pleasure,” Tim noted.
“Have you thought about who else you want in your harem?” Emma asked flatly.
“What? Don’t you want me to yourself?” Tim asked.
“Not unless you start playing around with whatever the App did to suppress my jeliously,” Emma noted.
“Yeah and give you, a psychic, a case of Yandere… Right, no!” Tim said flatly.
“So what is the point of having a system that makes the master of a harem and only have one girl in it?” Emma shot Tim a look.
“Ok,” Tim said, “Honestly I wasn’t really thinking about anyone else since loading up the app until now.”
“You are already getting laid tonight,” Emma beamed, “But that is still very sweat. Now who else?”
“Well I have this one girl here,” Tim confessed, “Her name is Steph, it’s a complicated. Sometimes I wish I could make her more like Wolverine so we don’t have to worry about her getting herself killed when she screws up. Then again, there is this game I play. Black Widow, Wasp and Enchantress are pretty cute in it.”