Lane Hotel Room, Ivy Town
Meg had Jimmy lay across the edge of the tub while she applied lotion to his bruised and battered bottom. Lois had gone off on him in a very bad way. Meg felt bad for the slave boy. A part of her loved him, not just as a favorite toy but something more than that. Meg ran her hand throw his red hair.
There was a knock at the door. Colleen stepped in and gestured for Meg and Jimmy. Meg got Jimmy up on his feet and led him into the other room. Lois kneeled next to Lady Latex. The Rubber Queen laid across the bed.
“Jimmy I have one question for you,” The Rubber Queen said, “And I want you to answer honestly. Did Lois ignore your safe word?”
Jimmy was caught in a moment of panic, he didn’t want to betray Lois, but he felt he had to be truthful to such a powerful Mistress.
“Go a head Jimmy,” Lois said quietly as she looked down.
“Yes, your majesty,” Jimmy breathed, “Mistress Lois ignored my safe word during our session that you interrupted.”
“Now I want to ask you another question Jimmy,” The rubber Queen shifted so she was on her belly with her head propped up by her arms, “What sexual act have you desired from Lois but have been too afraid to ask of her?”
Jimmy looked around the room, everyone was staring at him. His heart raced, what should he say? Meg put her hand on his shoulder.
“I wanted her to give me a blowjob, your Majesty,” Jimmy confessed, “I know she has never given a man a blowjob and have desired to have her lips on my cock.”
“Very Well,” the Rubber Queen pronounced, “For ignoring a safe word Lois your atonement is to give Jimmy a blowjob, and do your best!”
Lois stood up and went to Jimmy, Jimmy backed up until he found himself forced into a seated position on the bed. Lois undid the latex thong and started licking and kissing Jimmy’s dick until it was fully hard, she then started deep throating it.
“Jimmy,” the Rubber Queen said, “It should come as no surprise to you that Meg here is a member of my Rubber Kingdom and a very loyal subject to me. I have made Lois and offer and she has decided to join my Kingdom, now she is subject to our rules. Since she had violated one of our sacred rules she must atone for it.”
“But…” Jimmy stammered as Lois took his whole cock in on thrust.
“My Kingdom is hierarchal, but we also believe strongly in a social contract philosophy. Lois violated your trust in her as a mistress, now she must make it up to you. Had her transgression been severe enough,” the Rubber Queen whispered over Jimmy’s shoulder, “I would make her your slave.”
Jimmy stared down at Lois.
“Jimmy,” The Rubber Queen said, “How do you feel about Meg? How do you feel about her, now that you know she is my servant?”
“I… I…” Jimmy’s eyes rolled back as he came in Lois’ mouth.
Lois pulled her mouth back to just the tip and drank in all of Jimmy’s cum, swallowing it without hesitation. Jimmy panted for a moment.
“I love her, I want to be her slave. But,” Jimmy panted, “I feel I must obey Mistress Lois as well for taking me as her submissive, and training me thus far.”
“Lois would you want to continue to train Jimmy?” The Rubber Queen asked, “Meg would you accept Jimmy as your slave?”
“Yes my Queen,” the Rubber women sang in chorus.
“Would you both be willing to share Jimmy, in your dungeons and your beds?” The Rubber Queen said.
“Yes my Queen,” They again agreed.
“There you go. You belong to them,” The Rubber Queen lightly grasped Jimmy’s shoulder and pulled him around to lay on the bed facing her, “The only question left is do you want to be mine?”
“Your personal slave?” Jimmy stammered.
“Silly boy,” The rubber Queen ran her hand along his cheek, “Do you want to join the Rubber Kingdom?”
“Do I have to?” Jimmy asked.
“I am not forcing you,” The Rubber Queen smiled, “If you choose to join us you will be subject to the same rules as my other subjects, but you will be granted protection and privileges. If you don’t join you will remain free, but on your own to a degree,” The Queen pointed to Lois and Meg.
“Rubber Queen I want to join your Kingdom,” Jimmy said, “I want to join as Meg’s slave and serve Mistress Meg, Mistress Lois and most of all You!”
“Diana offer him your lasso,” The Rubber Queen said, “I’m sure you know about Wonder Woman’s golden Lasso of Truth. I found if you tie yourself up you cannot betray the oath you have sworn.”
“Wonder Woman?” Jimmy said in disbelief, “Is that you?”
“I prefer to call myself Lady Latex now Jimmy,” Diana smiled, “Yes I serve The Rubber Queen as well.”
Jimmy took the Golden Lasso and tied it around his neck and wrists. The Rubber Queen noted with a smile that his cock was already really hard again.
“I swear to serve The Rubber Queen, her Rubber Kingdom, and to follow the rules and commands of Her Majesty, and the Mistress’ that are placed over me by her authority. I will worship and adore Her and her Mistresses as Goddess.”
Jimmy shot another load of cum, it landed on the Rubber Queen’s booted toes.
“Have you eaten man’s cum before?” The Rubber Queen asked.
“No My Goddess,” Jimmy said with a vapid voice.
“Lick,” The Queen offered her boot.
Jimmy licked his cum from the Queen’s boot.
“Jimmy you are the personal slave of Mistress Meg, when not at her service or when she tells you, you will serve Mistress Lois. At any time, I or my Officers may demand your service, is that clear? You will obey your Mistresses unless doing so brings you into conflict with my goals, laws and orders.”
“Yes My Queen,” Jimmy smiled.
“Meg, get condoms and a collar. I want you to consummate your domination of this boy.”
*
Huntress’ apartment, Gotham City
Helena had fun, it wasn’t normal for her. It was less normal that she had fun with a felony with a list of warrants that went on for 15 gigs. But she was smiling and enjoying the latex “fun-der-wear” that she had worn out of the shop. She had bags of outfits and boots to use on the “naughty boys and girls” now. She went past the other tenants in her building with just a smile, which was more than they normally got from the teacher (None of them knew about her nightlife). The building was owned by one of her mother’s dummy companies, and the renovations that happened after she took over were done by a Wayne Corporation subsidiary. She took the public elevator to the penthouse apartment since she had left that way rather then throw the special elevator Huntress used.
Entering the penthouse she put the bags on the kitchen island that split the kitchen from the common room by the door. She went into the kitchen, but stopped when she knew that someone was watching her.
“Got a new boyfriend?” Dinah asked from the couch.
“When have I ever been giddy over a boyfriend?” Helen snapped.
“Well I know you aren’t under mind control,” Dinah smirked, “So what’s in the bags?”
“Disguises,” Helen shrugged, “What are you up to?”
“J’on sent me to check on big bad,” Dinah shot Helena a look, “seems he has been even more senior-pycho then normal. I got tasked to look around since I have a reason to visit.”
“I can answer that in three minutes or less,” Helena smirked.
“Oh?” Dinah asked, “timers running.”
“Baby Bird is off on own agenda time, and he took the third pretty bat with him, his internet provider is down, the second pretty bat is MIA for months now, and the second bird is also MIA. High ticket item production is down but low ticket item production is throw the roof…” Helena got out a bottle of wine, “about the only things going his way are that miss kitty is in town, but not working, and he has me and bird boy number one helping out.”
“Problem solved in two minutes and thirty seconds,” Dinah said, “What’s with the bags?”
“Remember what I said about Miss Kitty being back in town?” Helena said, “Seems she came back to fill in on the floor for one of her shell companies while her pet went on a business trip. I found that out when I went to the shop. It is a full on fetish shop as you might guess.”
Helena looked back and Dinah had a latex booty short in her hand.
“What kind of disguise do you need,” Dinah asked.
“There is a street gang running wild,” Helena sighed, “It seems that they have a thing for dominatrices.”
“And you didn’t have anything that suited the job,” Dinah giggled.
“Not all of us can pull off fishnets with our battle-armor,” Helena shot back, “Want a drink?”
“Touché! Got any tequila?” Dinah smirked.
Helena grabbed some glasses and the bottle.
“And a CD?” Dinah asked.
“Miss Kitty had them at the shop,” Helena shrugged, “Throw it on.”
Dinah pulled a stiletto heeled black leather knee boot for one of the bags.
“Maybe I need to join you on your mission tonight?” Dinah smiled.
*
Kitchen, Wayne Manor, Gotham City
Bruce was working on the one set of tasks that Alfred allowed in the kitchen; Wayne foundation grant requests.
“Who do you think deserves more Alfred?” Bruce held two sheets of paper, “Doctors Without Borders or World Literacy Fund?”
There was another ping on the Bruce Wayne Playboy phone, it was the fifteenth one in the last three minutes. Alfred laid out a glass of milk and a scone. Bruce noted the screech of tires just outside the ktichen’s loading door. Dick burst throw the door.
“Alfred get the AED kit out,” Dick gasped, “Bruce your Twitter is on TMZ!”
“Alfred,” Bruce cued as he picked up the phone and saw the messages filling his inbox.
“Meow mister Wayne!” the talking head cued, “And just who is going to be wearing this kinky wonder woman style outfit? Seems he even treated the shop owner to a slinky catsuit!”
The pictures were taken at the Kinky Kitten, it was Selina and Helena modeling latex outfits and it was being posted on his twitter account from the stores account.
“Selina thinks the Playboy act needs some help,” Bruce read one message, “And now the Justice League and the rest of the upper-class flops are poking and prodding.”
Alfred attached the A.E.D. to himself and collapsed to the floor.