Bab 88: Strange World
A couple minutes later, Sailormoon was standing in front of me with her leggings down to her knees and her skirt pulled up. Her arms were tightly tied behind her back with a rope, which, gently encircling her neck, was attached to a pipe sticking out of the roof, preventing the blonde from properly unbending. Next to the fixed blonde beauty, erotically biting her lip, was a horny Batgirl, and I had a feeling that the commissioner's daughter was not against being in the same humiliating position. Oh, we've spoiled her.
"Oh no, my honor is about to be scorned by a Knight whose mind has been taken over by an enemy telepath," Harley was clearly repeating herself, wiggling her seductive ass.
"Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, you won't get off that easy this time," I touch my favorite's wet pussy, and after playing with it for a while, I remove my hand. - Enjoy the show.
I step aside so my faithful perverted assistant can see everything clearly and pull Babs to me, sealing her mouth with a kiss.
The redhead, whose hair was now dyed gold, was unrealistically aroused, and she responded happily to the caress, enjoying the fact that she was the only one getting all the attention. My hands slid eagerly over the seductive, slender body until they found the belt buckle that hid the zipper of the suit.
- Third pocket, mh!" Mousey said, moaning sweetly as I switched to her neck, opening the right compartment by touch.
A few seconds later, I had anal beads in my hand, each bead of which boasted a yellow bat symbol, and a tube of lubricant. To be honest, I had to try hard not to burst into laughter, so as not to ruin the intimate atmosphere, but I couldn't help but comment on it.
"I never thought such a responsible person would use a space pocket for such vulgar stuff.
"Hey, I'm in charge!" Babs looked up at me indignantly, and then immediately flinched at the mocking stare. - Well, the lube is to make it go in better, and the beads... - it looked like her face was about to steam. - So it doesn't leak out later," she finished faintly.
"Lubricant? Beads?" Harley arched her back, trying to examine the items in my hand. - Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Girlfriend, you're way cooler than Bats now! He sure doesn't have any gadgets like that in his legendary belt, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha," the blonde laughed gleefully, making the young heroine's face flame with embarrassment.
She had a Niagara Falls flowing down there, and she didn't need any lube, but for the other hole... A lustful smile crept onto her face against her will, and the excitement went to the next level. Without delay, I hurried to finally rid Batgirl of her pants and put her on her ass.
The girl, as if on purpose, erotically arched her back, showing her seductive holes. A third of the tube is used for its intended purpose, and my fighter bursts into the rear of the enemy with a squelch.
Mousey moaned, feeling every inch of my cock, and then it was just a wild fuck on the skyscraper roof. Time after time, I cum in Barbara's ass like a lustful beast, feeling her body shudder with another orgasm.
This performance was watched from the front rows by Harley, who really wanted to join in, but the tight ropes wouldn't let her, so all she could do was beg to shut her "lusty hole" and get "fucked in the drool" too.
"Phew," came a surprised whistle behind me as I approached another peak, driving my dick into the plucky heroine's tight anus.
Still not fully realizing what's happening, I abruptly shift to the side right with the girl sitting on my cock and throw the card in the direction of my intended opponent.
Holy shit, Cat?! A slight twist of the hand, and the projectile, just like the first time we met, flies into the milk.
It's a good thing I had time to adjust the trajectory of the card, or, judging by her dazed look, the woman would hardly have been able to dodge and would have had to get a stylish piece of jewelry between her eyes.
The thief slowly shifted her gaze to the metal rectangle stuck into the ventilation box, then looked at our friendly group again.
"Knight of Moonlight, Sailormoon, and Batgirl?" she clarified.
"Better simply: Knight.
"You have role-playing games..." the woman said dumbfounded, looking at the performance.
"What the hell are you doing here?" My cloak covered the embarrassed Barbara, who tried to stand up, but I gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze, forcing her to sit back down. Her ass immediately gripped my cock tighter.
"Ahem..." Cat tried to pull herself together. - I'm just looking for a freak. Maybe you know him. He wears a tight latex suit with a bat symbol on the chest, like hers," I nodded at Batgirl, "a heavy black cape like yours," the woman's gaze settled on the bridge of my nose, "and he wears a stupid mask with ears.
"Batmite?" Harley asked curiously, not at all embarrassed by her provocative position.
"What?" Cat looked at Sailor's ass and immediately looked away, a little embarrassed. - No, no. I was trying to describe Batman.
Hmm, she's quite an insider and knows the city very well, including its shadowy underside. Maybe I should put her on the search. I immediately thought of a good plan.
"Ah, he's hanging out in East Gotham now," I answered hoarsely, feeling Babs start to wiggle back and forth a little. That little perv. - Investigating kidnappings by some assholes trying to cosplay owls.
"Yeah, thanks," the thief nodded gratefully and headed for the edge of the roof, trying not to look in our direction.
"Hey, Cat, wait," Harley called out to her. - You have a rough tongue, don't you? Why don't you lick me, because my boyfriend refuses to rip my ass open with his meat bat.
"I'm not sure what to say," Selina didn't even know what to say.
"We can sixty-nine if you want," the blonde stuck her tongue out, licking the tip of her nose quietly.
Catwoman swallowed the suddenly viscous saliva.
"I think I'll pass," she whipped her whip sharply, wrapped it around the railing, and leaped from the roof.
"Damn... Knight, will you take pity on your princess?" The blond cutie looked at me pitifully with Shrek's cat eyes, which were colored in different colors, and I felt that I couldn't make this concentrate of cuteness and lust suffer any longer.
As soon as I untied Harley, she pounced like a tigress on Batgirl, unable to resist, and began rumbling and licking her asshole, which was filled to the brim with hot cream. At the same time, the blonde tugged her lower nineties up and down, showing off her pussy, which was oozing with love juice.
A minute of concentration and we were surrounded by a transparent dome, which prevented the spread of sounds and also protected us from the wind. My beloved, unlike Barbara, was not used to restraining her voice, which could definitely attract the attention of the skyscraper's inhabitants, and the prudently locked door leading to the roof was of no help.
I joined in the fun, entering the overexcited Sailor and pressing her head roughly between Mouse's buttocks. A pleasurable pulse from the auras combined immediately spread through my body, intensifying the already faint sensations of sex. The pink cavern of my faithful companion gripped my cock tighter, as if trying to crush it. If it weren't for the abundance of natural lubrication, it would have been hard to move inside.
After a couple of minutes of hard fucking, Harley cum violently and, after a bit of breathing, connected her nimble fingers to the caresses of the brave heroine, who was unable to offer any meaningful resistance.
Babs tried to protest at first, but where was she to go against Delirum's avatar, who had a clear goal in mind? Soon the redhead's disgruntled mooing was replaced by sweet moans of pleasure.
"God!" exclaimed the commissioner's daughter as she felt four fingers enter her at once, tearing her insides.
But that wasn't enough for the blonde pervert. Biting her lip in excitement, using my cum as lubricant, she was able to push her entire fist inside, making Babs cum instantly, and stretch out on my cloak, which we were using as a bed of sorts.
The sight of my faithful companion's hand, centimeter by centimeter disappearing inside Batgirl and stretching her anus, could hardly leave anyone indifferent. So I couldn't stand it, shooting thick white liquid straight into Harley's uterus. My nerves were showered with pleasant sparks. The blonde definitely felt something similar, so, thrusting herself as far as she could on my dick, she also cummed violently, and then collapsed on top of her friend.
Looking at the two heavy breathing beauties having multiple orgasms, I finally accepted that this world is fucked... Or maybe just some hentai version of DC. Ha ha ha ha, universe number sixty-nine.
No, let's just say that Harley Quinn has always been a bit of a freak, long before the Joker came along. She once told me that at the age of seven she kidnapped a boy she liked and kept him in the basement for several days until the police rescued him and sent her to a psychologist. I think that partly influenced her choice of profession later on. But Barbara and Delirum... I didn't expect such swagger from them, especially from the latter. What not to say, the desire to wear a tight suit and fuck criminals at night is hardly healthy, so the presence of a couple of fetishes in Batgirl here is not particularly surprising.
Okay, the girls seem to be completely satisfied, which means it's time to do other things.
"Rise and shine, troops!" I gave Sailor's ass a resounding slap.
"Ouch," the girl said languidly indignant.
"Come on, come on, no more lying around, we've got all night.
After complaining about what a cruel tyrant I was, the blonde stopped her puppet show and pulled her hand out of Mouse's ass. She picked up the beads and started pushing them inside the open ass.
Ball by ball, the toy glistening with lube disappeared into the ginger.
"Uhm... Ahhhh... Ahh," Gordon's daughter moaned softly as another round object penetrated her, making her anus stretch. There was something hypnotizing about it.
When the "gadget" disappeared inside, leaving only a round ring on the outside, the girl managed to cum once more, splattering my assistant.
"Well, now Knight's seed won't leave your ass," Sailor commented happily, squeezing the deliciously reddened buns. - But you'll still smell like cum a mile away.
"Ugh, hmpf... It's all your fault," Barbara said, a little embarrassed, lifting herself from my love-soaked cloak. - I only wanted to be fucked in the ass, not all of this... Shit, how am I supposed to go on duty like this?
"I have a good solution," I interjected, seeing that Mousey was a little upset. - Just wait a few minutes.
Tonight I have just planned to use various spells, so I will actively use them, expanding my horizons and gradually pumping the reserve.
Combat spells can be divided into two types. Those that attack directly through magic, and those that act indirectly by creating the desired effect through magic. For example, a relatively simple lightning spell generates a magical discharge that mimics the effect of a natural phenomenon. In this case, you just need to correctly draw the formula of the spell, provide it with the right amount of mana and specify the target.
If you have a good imagination and knowledge of the laws of physics, you can use the second method. Create shock ionization in a closed volume with the help of free charges, dividing them into positive and negative (in fact, a magic capacitor, between the linings of which there is magical nothing). After accumulating large enough charges on the "covers", a spark discharge will independently arise between them, which the magician directs to the desired point by casting an ionized channel. In this approach, the creation of potential difference and ionization channel are completely magical in nature, but the discharge generated with their help arises due to the laws of physics.
This method may seem strange and not very effective, because it requires casting several weaves and understanding what you are doing, but it reduces mana costs a lot compared to the fully magical method, and also in this way you can very well shed various magical shields.
Despite the fact that I need to save energy, I had to use the first method, because I need to create will-driven water, fully imbuing it with mana.
After a couple minutes of intense playing with invisible dice that were pieces of weaving, and then powering it all up with mana from the diamond, I had a half-meter water ball in my palm.
Okay, Jay, this thing is totally magical and it's all yours. You just have to visualize it scrubbing away the excess, but don't get into the details. Magic is magic to figure things out on your own, you just set the vector.
"Huh," I had to remember the interworld, increasing my concentration.
I gingerly swipe the ball over the stained cloak, watching the dirty stains disappear from it. Heh-heh, feel like the waterbender from Avatar.
"How cool," both girls commented in unison and looked at each other.
Harley winked at her friend, which made Mousey a little embarrassed. She was wrong, because my lovely assistant licked her lips erotically and wanted to continue the night's entertainment.
"Vee-ee-ee-ee! It's cold!" The blonde shrieked indignantly as the water balloon held in my palm enveloped her.
"Oops, just a second," Having control over the liquid, I easily managed to heat it up to thirty degrees, making it comfortable, after which I proceeded to scrub Harley of the sticky stains.
Next, Babs was subjected to the same procedure, and then myself.
Even though such spells can be controlled with filigree precision, setting a lot of parameters, they eat up mana like crazy. I looked at the four fully discharged diamonds with a little sadness, and then looked at the two clean and satisfied beauties. Well, I hope Abby will come to visit and work as a charging station.
***
How long has he been here? A day, two days, maybe a week? The marble labyrinth, lit by dim lamps, could not answer that question. The man ran his hand over the gnarled feathers that poked through the holes in the damaged suit.
"It's just a play of imagination..." he whispered quietly, trying to convince himself, but the sensations were too real.
A rustle was heard at the top of the wall, and the prisoner of the labyrinth hurried onward.
He clearly shouldn't have been drinking water from that fountain, but it was the only way he could last a little longer to keep those scavengers from getting to him. He had no belt, no gadgets he was used to, even the blades in his wristband had been torn from his body during the brief fight with Claw. His captors had done their best to keep him from getting out of this godforsaken place.
"Shit, I've done the circle again..." he stared doomedly ahead, looking at the wall with many pictures framed in frames the color of ripe blood.
There were thousands of them, and under each one was a name. Famous Gotham personalities who had or could have interfered with the Court's plans. A bloody history hidden from view.
Adam Wayne. My gaze fixes on one of the gilded plaques beneath the photo. The portrait is of an old man with disheveled gray hair, his eyes filled with terror and madness. He, like so many others, has fallen victim to the labyrinth.
A barely audible rustle was heard overhead again, and the prisoner hurried forward. He would not surrender to the mercy of these creatures, Batman would fight to the end.
Status Power Mingguan
-- Peringkat
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-- Power
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