Underground complex, Gotham City
The nurses and doctors were all clad is white latex medical themed catsuits. Barbara observed that each one had a form of rank insignia and a sort of job identification insignia on them. The black woman, the doctor in charge of her recovery walked over and smiled to her.
“Dear little Barbara,” The Doctor smiled, “Are you enjoying your latex? Well it is time for you to make some calls and reassure people that you are doing quite well.”
“Yes doctor,” Barbara moaned, “It just feels so wonderful.”
“Well it is time to take you out of your sleepsack,” The doctor said as she started undid the zippers, “Let’s go, time to get up.”
“But,” Barbara tried to stay in the latex sleeping bag like a child trying to stay in bed, “I Don’t want to!”
“No, no buts,” the doctor said, “You must help maintain the secrecy of the Rubber Kingdom. That means keeping your family in the dark until they join us. So you have to call them and let them know that you need at least one more week of rehab before heading home.”
“OK,” Barbara got out of the Sleep slack.
*
The Rubber Kingdom Club, Gotham City
Helena stood in front of the entrance for a long second, this was the place that she had heard rumors about. A fetish bondage sex club. Once she walked in, the ante room was guarded by a rather bored looking woman in a slinky black sleeveless rubber dress. Helena noted her closing a magazine and hiding it in a cubby inside her podium as quickly as she could. Behind the woman was a large open space with very few people in it. There were a handful at the bar and maybe a dozen on the dance floor and a few among the play spaces that were set up.
“Quite for a Friday night,” Helena noted.
“Most of our cliental are in Ivy Town for the weekend,” the woman smiled, “But since it is rather crypt like done there, it’s only five a head for cover this weekend.”
Helena felt the woman’s eyes crawl all over her as she reached into her clutch for her ID and cash. She hoped that her skin tight black leather jeans, boots and corset conveyed the right impression. The woman took the cash and gave Helena an approving smile.
“My name is Haley,” The woman smiled, “It’s not on the menu but I recommend the Barney Gimp.”
*
Hotel “Play Dungeon” Ivy Town
The Korean Rubber Nurse was tied up between Rubber Vine and Harleen. Their tongues were pleasing her to no end. Latex Lady, the Rubber Clad Diana Prince had her slave boy and a latex clad puppy girl between her pleasuring her. She looked over at Thumbelina who had found her own play partner, a gimp tied to a whipping post.
*
Corner of Hell and a Hard Place, Gotham City.
Night Wing had just finished up with the squad of Jokarz, the latest junior league of Joker groupies, which had been terrorizing the shops along Helsinki Ave and Harp Place. And now just like the name suggested, more villainy. Three members of the Black Panther Direct Action Network were trying to fire bomb “The Cracker puppets.” Night Wing was having fun with them.
“So, you do see the irony of a black supremacist group claiming to be fighting against racism, right?” Night Wing trolled them.
Just then a beep in his blue tooth ear piece chirped that his cell phone had an incoming call. Ignoring the shouts about “killing da honky” he jumped up to get an overhead position. Tossing out a spread of gas bombs and hard rubber bean balls, Night Wing took out two of the three and then landed on the last one with a thud that sent him to nighty night land.
“Grayson’s savings and loans,” Night Wing answered.
“Hay Dick!” Barbara said over the phone, “How you doing lover boy!”
Night Wing instantly recognized the off kilter tone Barbara had, she was high.
“Are you high?” he asked before thinking about it.
“Yep,” She said cheerfully, “The nurses here have me on some strong stuff right now. I am told I am healing really well, but I need stay immobile most of the day. How are you holding up?”
“Honestly, I am going out of my mind here,” Dick admitted.
“When I get out of here, I want to see you,” Barbara said with a seductive tone.
“Me too!”
*
Catwoman’s Safe House, Gotham City
“Crane go wait in the central stairwell,” Batman ordered.
Crane went to the stairwell, leaving Batman and Catwoman alone.
“So are we going to have to evacuate?” Catwoman said frankly.
“No,” Batman said, “We are going to have move Crane though. Have a seat.”
Catwoman wasn’t one that was about to take orders from Batman, but looking at him pinch the bridge of his nose, Selina realized this was Bruce talking. Selina took a seat and then Bruce did.
“This is honestly a first,” Bruce admitted.
“What?”
“Well here I am,” Bruce admitted, “I am on a protection detail for a B list costume villain in the house of a double A list Villian.”
“B list?” Selina asked, “Double A? I thought I was about a D plus!”
Selina played with her tits to play with Bruce.
“The Robins keep putting the At large rosters into ratings like that,” Bruce confided.
There was a noise from outside.
*
The Rubber Kingdom club, Gotham City
Helena was walking back to a private room. She had worked up the courage to ask for the Barney Gimp after about three sex on the beach. Instead of a drink, the bar tender brought her a hotel key with the number 4 on it. He pointed down a hallway. Now Helena went and now she was opening the door.
Inside there was a play-space, and a tall lean purple rubber clad gimp. He had to be about six and a half feet tall and the only thing holding his manhood out of sight was a cod piece barely being held on by five industrial snaps. The massive purple gimp was an Olympian. Helena almost started to drool. Around the room were a bed, a spanking bench, a whipping post, and racks of toys. Next to the door was a little engraved message.
“Fully trained bi-sexual submissive, Into Water Sports, Corporal, Vaginal and Anal”
Helena noticed a partially open drawer on the night stand next to the door. Pulling it open, Condoms and lube. Helena noticed something from the Gimp; he rolled his neck and then rolled his right shoulder. It was Boink. Boink had been a member of the Jokers and had disappeared after he got done serving a prison term.