Batman watched Ivy approach suspiciously. "Master, you look so tense. Maybe I could help relax you?" Ivy cooed.
"Maybe you could answer some of my questions. Like where am I, and-"
"Master, there's no need for that right now" Ivy cut Bruce off in her slinky, seductive tone. "In fact, right now, there's really only a need for one thing..." The fact that the delectable redhead was entirely naked removed all the subtlety from the innuendo,
and Bruce felt that one thing come to attention.
"Ivy, what the hell is going on?" Bruce spat out.
"You tell me, world's greatest detective" Ivy said from her postion below Batman. She grabbed his pants and yanked them down, freeing his cock. "I think I've given you enough hints.
She began to lick up and down Batman's cock, lavishing special attention on the head. Batman groaned in satisfaction and that seemed to encourage her. She took the head into her warm, wet mouth and her tongue spun around it, stimulating it from every angle.
One hand gently massaged Bruce's balls, while the other returned to the batarang that appeared firmly wedged inside her pussy.
As she manipulated the batarang, she moaned onto Batman's dick, and he gasped. He wanted more. And if he was the king of this world...
Batman grabbed Ivy's head and forced it down on his cock until she started to gag, and held her head there. He coud feel himself getting close. He released Ivy's head, and she came back up, gasping for breath, but he forced her head down again almost immediately.
He let her muscles contract around him for a few seconds, and then he felt himself about to cum. He pulled her off of his cock and let his cum splash onto her spluttering face and breasts.
"Ah...ah... Thank you, master" Poison Ivy managed.
Batman said nothing. He looked down at his dick. It had not softened at all, and he felt ready to go again.