Brenda Wayne's heels clicked on the floor as she strode out of her bedroom, leaving behind Sam Kyle, naked and chained to the bed, with a cock cage to stop any jacking while she was gone.
She was dressed in a black leather catsuit with spurred stiletto heels, a hood with familiar bat ears, a cloak, and a bat-shaped hole cut in her top that proudly displayed her cleavage. And a utility belt filled with all sorts of devices of sex and domination.
Brenda stroked her riding crop across her tits.
"Let's see if all the studs and sluts around here know the importance of obeying the Batlady.
She strode off down the hall, her spurs jangling.
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"GAHHHH!" the transformed Superboy moaned as Wonder Warrior jizzed all over the little tart's body. Rope after rope of thick creamy cum coated her.
"Bitch! Bitch!" Wonder Warrior roared.
* * *
Louis Lane strode into the room to see Mercy there.
"So, tired of that bald geek and want a real man, slut?" Louis asked.