“Please!” the woman shouted as she was tossed into the padded room.
Carol Mixion was shut in the dark as the door slammed shut. Her dress was torn; the security guards blood was still wet. She had come in to work today to help auction the estate artifacts of some old rich New Yorker. All she had to do was dress nice and sit there, relaying bids over the phone. Then the cat women broke in, killed guards, grabbed the dead woman’s gold and kidnapped her. She had heard stories about what these women did to the girls they kidnaped. Carol wasn’t a dyke and didn’t want to be a lesbian! She had just gotten married to her college sweatheart! The reason she was working today was to earn some more money to pay off the loan for the wedding and the new apartment that they had gotten while Dick was waiting to take the bar exam and get his legal license for New York State.
*
Jania slipped out of the shadows of the world into the deeper shadows of reality. January was done. She was proud of her work, but she knew that there was more work to do. And for that she would need to re-invent herself for the Month of Love. Cheep chocolate heart candies were on the shelves of just about every store in the western world. And she wanted in on that action! She took off the skin of the blonde mortal personal trainer and tossed it aside. There was more fun to be had. With a snap of her finger a wardrobe appeared with many other visages for her to wear.
*
Carol had been panicking for about five minutes over her position when the door to the room opened. A red haired woman in a cat mask stuck her face in. She must have been on her hands and knees. Carol was about to plea with the woman when she spoke.
“Nya!”
“Kat, are you spoiling your surprise?” the Infamous Catwoman called.
“Meow?” the red head responded.
*
Superman hovered above New York city using both his x-ray vision and his super hearing. Nothing. He tapped the communicator.
“Sorry,” he informed the heroes, “Whatever is going on it, Catwoman and Cheetah are being shielded.”
“Likewise,” Doctor Strange came on the line, “Something very powerful is keeping them on the loose.”
*
A woman came and opened the door all the way. She was looking down at the red head. Carol looked at her, she was white, brown hair, blue eyes, about six feet tall in her heels. She was dressed for sex in her corset with shiny stockings and arm length gloves.
“Kat, you have been a naughty Kitty,” the woman scolded the redhead, “Ruining your surprise.”
“She just can be a well behaved kitty like Princess,” Catwoman said as she came into view wearing a brand new purple catsuit with black arms and legs, “Princess is such a better behaved kitty. Grab the bitch.”
The brunette came in and grabbed Carol. She tossed Carol over her shoulder and walked out. The woman was followed by the redhead on her hands and feet. She was in a shiny cheetah full body suit and had a tail hanging off her ass. The redhead was licking her lips staring at her.
*
A Jessica Rabbit number? Nahh, maybe for Easter… A sweet blonde angel? No. She saw a red number that caught her attention…
*
The brown haired woman started unwrapping the whip that had been used to tie up Carol. She was tossed onto the big rubber mattress in the middle of the raised bed in a bondage room. Next to her was Catwoman sitting on the side of the bed petting another redhead in a white suit. Carol was amazed as the girl reacted like a docile and pampered pet cat next to her.
“Princess was a good little kitty,” Catwoman cooed, “She get the first finger fuck, yes she does…”
“Moew,” Princess purred in response and drew closer to the feline dominatrix.
“Finger hell,” the other woman smirked, “I am going to eat her.”
“Purrr,” Princess enjoyed the attention.
“Meow?” Kat called as she climbed up into the bed.
“While Aunt Barbara is doing that I am sure Princess wants to have some of mommy’s cream,” Catwoman smiled.
Carol watched as the Catwoman treated the red head in a white shiny cat outfit like a cross between a pet and a lover. The Brunette went over to a cabinet and pulled something out. She came back and put a necklace on Carol and smiled.
“Let you stew a little while we play with our Kitty. Don’t worry, you’ll get your chance to eat out Cheetah and Catwoman in a bit,” the Brunette said.
“Wait,” Carol said, “You’re Cheetah?”
“Don’t look so surprised,” Catwoman said as she undid the zipper between her legs, “How would she be able to walk around in between crimes if she was always a furry? Right Barbara?”
“That’s right Selina,” the human face of the criminal kissed her lover.
“Barbara” or Cheetah took off her heels and got on to the bed behind Princess and worked the zipper running between the redhead’s butt cheeks. A weird tingling made it’s way from her neck out into her body and Carol could tell what was happening. But she could tell that something was making her watch the two villainesses engage in fetish sex with their sexual pet. In no time flat Kat, the red head in the cheetah outfit was behind Cheetah and was going to work tonguing and licking the villainess’ wet glistening tasty pussy…
“The fuck?” Carol said to herself, shaking her head.
“She is starting… ahh yesss… to feel it,” Catwoman moaned.
Carol felt a warm gooey feeling between her legs. It was like when she saw her husband naked with a raging hardon, but these were a bunch of dykes.
*
“Oh Yess!” the formless entity held up the outfit.
She held up the outfit, a red rubber teddy with black trimming, over the wrist red rubber gloves with black details and red thigh boots with black detailing. She morphed and changed to take the shape of a red haired white woman with slim slinky body and pert tits. She giggled as she held the outfit to her and it merged onto her seamlessly. She grabbed the heavy red rubber cape and held it to the black collar of the teddy and the spear with the red heart point. She had Heroes to hunt down and domesticate for villainy!
*
Carol had her hand inside Kat’s pussy, her tongue in Catwomans, and two fingers in Princess’ ass. What made her head swoon was Miss Barbara eating her out while finger fucking her no longer virgin ass. Aside from the necklace Barbara had put on her all she wore were the rubber gloves Catwoman had provided. A small and distasting voice in her asked about her marriage and her husband, but she had no use for him now that she was a proud lipstick lesbian! She wished she was dressed in latex like the kittens and their mistresses. All at once all five women came as one. They were left panting and moaning.
“What do you think Carol?” Barbara crawled up Carols body rubbing her latex corset against Carol, “Aren’t you glad you came with us?”
“Fuck yeah,” Carol panted, “I love this…”
“I think the kitten needs a new coat,” Catwoman moved around.
“Black I think,” Barbara smiled.
“Latex?” Carol asked.
“Nya,” Princess purred.
Catwoman got off the bed and held out a hand and helped Carol up. Catwoman lead Carol to a wardrobe where Barbara stood. Both villainesses poured liquid lube on their gloved hands and started rubbing her body. Catwoman pulled the gloves off Carol and went about picking out the outfit. Barbara was rubbing her body as well as her hands against Carol. Selina pulled out a one-piece bathing suit style body suit with a zipper down the front and a cat face molded mask.
“This has a tail in back, a butt plug and clit stimulator pad,” Catwoman smiled.
“Fuck yeah!” Carol cooed.
*
Dinah was sitting in Ozzy’s office in her pink latex mini dress smiling. The Lawyer from the JLA and Olie were trying to convince her to pull the restraining order and leave Ozzy, but She was having none of it. Even when they had Ozzy leave the room and Lark take his place she kept telling them to fuck off. She even asked the cops to escort them out. It was rude of them to try and break up her perfect romance with Ozzy.
*
Carol looked at herself in the mirror, for some reason she still wore the wedding rings but she was dressed as Mistress Selina and Mistress Barbara had told her to. Her waist seemed corseted even though it wasn’t. Her boobs were proudly on display and her dirty blonde hair was peaking out from the eye holes of the cat mask. She tilted her head and put her hands to her face and gave a Meow.
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“I think she likes it,” Barbara said hugging Kat who had been forced to stand up, “What do you think Kat?”
“I think she could be another kitten for mistress,” the latex sex pet spoke for the first time.
“No,” Selina purred, “I am afraid it is time to take her to the whore house, get dinner and get ready for tonight’s job.”
“Whore House Mistress?” Carol asked.
“Local Lesbian club,” Princess purred, “They cater to lipsticks and rubberists. They have been bringing me my Champaign in a cute little milk saucer.”
“Don’t worry,” Kat said, “We have gotten really good at setting up new sisters with girlfriends.”
“Lets break out boots and go get dinner,” Selina ordered.