Outside of Gotham City was Arkham Hills, and on top of the ridge was stately Wayne Manor, but under it was the much rumored Batcave. A place few had ever been to but much speculation was held in many prison cells, school rooms and writer’s lounges… Selina knew that it was both amazing beyond the wildest musing and yet painfully disappointing. The Cave was a mixture of Nature, Bruce, Alfred and the various sidekicks they had had over the years, but it was most of all utilitarian. Main Computer terminals, and various alcoves of training dojos, different types of forensic labs, machine shops and mechanics bays and so on… It was more like an open floor plan Police Station then anything else.
“Well we will be redecorating soon enough,” Selina mused to herself then turned to her off and on boyfriend and his adopted son, “Make sure every millimeter of their bodies is restrained.”
Selina smiled and then petted Kitten, the former Spoiler, Robin and Batgirl.
“Once we bake and deep fry his morals and ethics with a heavy dose of blind devotion to me,” Selina moved her hand to fondle her younger lover’s bosom, “We will send him back out into the night to eliminate our competition and when he comes each morning, he will crawl on his hands and knees begging to worship me.”
“Please Misterss,” Kitten moaned, “Please let me worship you now…”
“Time enough for that as their bat brains bake…” Selina said as she pulled her lover’s back against her chest and reached down between the girl’s legs, “Now let me see if I can find your clit under all these layers of latex… There it is!”
Kitten moaned and arched her back as her mistress stimulated her slut button.
*
“And here is four sets of keys,” Mrs. Grey smiled, “Let me get my granddaughter to help you to your cabin, Lily!”
“Is there anyone else staying here?” the brown haired woman asked.
“Only Mr. Lock,” Mrs. Grey smiled, “Sherman is a nice gentleman, if a bit shy.”
“Sherman Lock?” the Younger blonde arched her eyebrow, “Sherlock?”
“Oh yes,” Mrs. Grey smiled, “I pointed out how proper it was for a crime historian to have a name like that.”
“A Crime Historian?” the Black Haired woman asked.
“Oh yes,” Mrs. Grey smiled, “He has been here for a few months to get away and concentrate on writing his book, he even asked me to read a chapter or two and let him know what I thought of it.”
“How was it?” the fourth woman, the red head asked.
“Eh…” Mrs. Grey wasn’t as enthusiastic, “To be honest I prefer Agitha Christe… That is not to say his was bad, but it was much to clinical. Although I suppose if Gotham was all ways that dangerous a place to live then he should be rather careful in relating the darker parts of the city’s life. I am sure that the students who end up reading it will find it very complete. Ah here is Lilly.”
The four women arched eye brows at the black girl that walked in.
“Yeah, Dad was American Military and Mom was Canadian military nurse,” Lilly sighed.
“Lilly,” Mrs. Grey smiled, “These women are staying in cabin 8. And they were asking about Mr. Lock.”
“Kind of a strange guy,” Lilly shrugged as she grabbed the metal roller the red haired woman had, “Freaked out at the sight of a bat in his cabin… but didn’t flinch or anything when John sucker punched him then bragged about getting beating from much better than John.”
“What Have I told you about hanging around that Johny Williams!” Mrs Grey shook a finger at her granddaughter.
“Relax Nanna,” Lilly smiled, “Jen told me about it the next day at school, it happened at her mom’s dinner.”
The four women followed the girl to the cabin they were renting.
“Anything else interesting about this Mr. Lock?” the Blonde asked, “What does he look like?”
“Tall, thin, red hair, glasses,” Lilly shrugged, “Like hipster in a book shop, just clean shaven.”
“Cute?” The blonde prodded.
“Not really,” Lilly said, “Maybe if you like twigs. He is nice though. He gives me three toonies to go into town and bring him a paper that only costs a loonie.”
“Cartoons and nuts?” The blonde asked.
“Two dollar coins and one dollar coins,” Lilly sighed, “The one dollar coin has a loon on it so we call it a Loonie, and the two dollar coin the Two-nie.”
“Yeah Bobbie,” the Red head said.
“Well here you go,” Lilly opened the door to cabin 8 and led the women in, “Let me know if you want a new coffee machine, this has an old Coffee Mate. We are replacing them with those K-cups machines, just haven’t gotten this cabin yet.”
Lilly stayed at the door for a second.
“Oh sorry,” the Red Head smiled and handed her a bill, “Haven’t had a chance to hit a Canadian ATM yet.”
Lilly saw Ben Franklins face and smiled.
“Let me know if you need anything.”
The four women waited for the girl to leave. Then the Blonde grabbed the batons from Gucci Carry on.
“No!” the brunette stopped her.
“What?” Barbara “Bobbie” “Mockingbird” Morse asked, “It’s Edward Nigma, I can beat the crap out of him even without the Gladiator in my veins or the sticks in my hands. Come on Maria, this will take like two minutes!”
“Weren’t you watching what was going on in New York?” Virgina “Pepper” “Rescue” Potts asked, “We came up here to protect ourselves from this shit. No Contact!”
“Lets get out of here,” Elizabeth “Betty” Ross the Red She-hulk said.
“No,” Maria Hill waved her hands, “That would arouse his attention. We stay a few days and then move on, That way he just assumes we are some sort of Sex in the City friends out on a camping trip and forgets about us!”
“I could call in the cops,” Bobbie said, “Anonymous tip and you put out an APB on the Interpol lines.”
“NO,” Maria waved her hands, “We are laying low. We book it in a few days like planned.”
“I am beginning to understand why Tony slept in these suits,” Pepper said as she opened the metal roller box and pulled out the Rescue Armor helmet.
“I might just hulk-out now,” Betty said taking off her heels.
*
The figure walked among the four women smiling and ticking off the points. A super soldier, a super spy, an armored heroine, and a gamma enhanced amazon… Each brilliant, pretty and a perfect mother for Eddy’s children… Wealth, power, strength that could be his to command…
*
“Are we in hell?” Dick asked.
“Worse,” Bruce said, “A catwoman sex trap.”
“Is that why I have a steel rod in my ass?” Dick asked.
“Yep,” Selina smirked as she walked up, “Let me let you in.”
Selina clicked a remote and cameras started feeding images of them strapped up on Saint Andrew Crosses with Selina in front of them into their VR head sets.
“Now in one hour, we will start broadcasting Tim and Steph’s confessions about the Batcave to the whole internet, and if you doubt us… You are going to watch the preview before live broadcast. However you can stop it, if either of you activate the switch in your hand the broadcast will be canceled… however you will activate the other systems. My special mind warping drug will start pumping into your veins and the special videos I prepared will indoctrinate you into your new lives as my sexy latex slaves. And if you doubt it’s effectiveness, I am sure you remember your cousin Bunny Kane.”
Bruce and Dick watched as another woman walked into frame, it was indeed Bruce’s cousin Bunny Kane, only she was in a leopard print rubber mini dress and fuck me boots. She walked up and kissed Selina then took her place around Selina’s leather thigh boots and started to lick and cuddle Selina’s leather clad leg.
“Tell Bruce what you have been doing lately,” Selina ordered.
“Oh Bruce,” Bunny smiled, “Mistress Selina has had me whoring out to dykes down in the rainbow district.”
Dick was shocked, last time they met, this was the bitch that went off for an hour and a half about how ‘fagots should be locked away in concentration camps for their crimes against God!’
“What happened to being a good Christian girl waiting until marriage?” Dick asked.
“Don’t care about that crap anymore,” Bunny smiled, “I am Mistress Selina’s slave, that is all that matters. She commands, I obey. She wants me to whore for her, I whore. She wanted me to dose my students with her drugs, I drugged them up.”
“Enough talking,” Selina smiled, “Enjoy the show! Now Bunny I want you to suck my clit…”
The Video feed changed to Tim sitting in a chair with Steph next to him.
“My name is Timothy Drake, I have been working as the outlaw vigilante called Robin…”
*
Edward held the pen to his lips and smiled. So Maria Hill, Pepper Potts, Mockingbird and Doctor Ross were hunting him. It just didn’t make sense, the deputy director of S.H.I.E.L.D., the CEO of Stark Enterprises, one of the top doctors in the field of Gamma Adaptation Mutations, and one of the few people to survive a Super-Soldier program and not be turned into a monster… Were they hiding? What were they hiding from? Eddy went back to the papers and started looking at the news sections that he had ignored while he did the crossword puzzles… “Power Girl and Marvel declare their allegiance to Doom as his brides at UN…” “Crime spike across the world after disappearance of key members of the Justice League and Avengers…” “Are the Avengers in witness protection?”
“Well fuck…” Ed dropped the papers.