After carefully considering your options…you decide that taunting Ivy is the better way to go. At least that way you’re doing something and not just waiting around for your pretty captor to finish.
“Hey IVY!!!!!!” You call. “Do you really think a second rate villain like you can keep me trapped like this.”
Ivy briefly looks at you smirking. “Yeah well this second rate villain managed to capture you.” She reminds you. “I guess that makes you a third rate hero.”
“Ouch…see it’s lines like that which make Catwoman a way more popular villainess than you.” You say playing on her rivalry with Catwoman for the top bat villainess spot.
Ivy just smiles. “Look…if you’re bored just be a little more patient. I’ll definitely get around to torturing you soon.”
You frown. Ivy isn’t taking the bait so you’re going to need to push her a little harder.
“It must be tough being a crazy plant obsessed freak!!!!!” You tell her.
Ivy’s smile drops. “What did you just call me?” She says. Her eyes turn dangerously cold.
“You heard me. Who do you think you’re fooling? Everyone knows that you just use plants to compensate for the fact that you can’t have children. In a way…I feel sorry for you.”
The Villainess gives you a warning look. “If I were you I’d stop talking right now.” she said softly.
You don’t let up. “No wonder you have to use pheromones to make people fall in love with you. If they had a choice nobody could stand being around you.”
Poison Ivy sighs and puts her test tube down. She looks at the clock.
“Fine,” She says frowning. “I still need to finish this up but I think there’s enough time to put you in your place.”
She signals to the plants and you get pulled down to the floor by the vines. WHOMP!!!!!
You suddenly realize the drawback of your plan. While you might have momentarily distracted Ivy from her work, you now have an angry psychopathic villainess to deal with.
Ivy walks toward you smiling evilly. “I’ll give you a taste of what your future will be like.” She tells you as she bends down to remove her boots.
You gasp as you realize Ivy intends to use her feet to humiliate you.You really were hoping that footslave thing was all talk.You watch with horror as Ivy’s boots come off to reveal a pair of incredibly sweaty bare feet. Despite your unsuccessful attempts to escape the vines so far…you begin wriggling like crazy.
Ivy smiles as she watches how terrified you become. “If you’re going to be my slave…you need to learn some respect.” She tells you “and this will be the perfect way of training you.”
Quickly she jumps on your stomach knocking the wind out of you. As you groan underneath her. Ivy smashes her right foot against your face. Despite the fact that Ivy’s soles are relatively soft, the stomp hurts terribly. As you whimper in pain, Ivy grinds her foot against you soaking your face with footsweat. You cough as the smell of her feet hits you hard. She’s obviously been wearing her boots a long time and her foot odor is making you nauseous. Ivy laughs as you wrinkle your nose.
“Does it smell nice?” She asks mockingly. “Well you better get used to it ‘cause you’re going to be doing this a lot.”
After grinding her foot into your face for awhile Ivy pulls her foot back and replaces it with her left foot. You continue to whimper like a beaten puppy as Ivy painfully repeats the process grinding her other smelly foot against you. By the time Ivy removes her left foot from your face, you’re feeling sick from her foot odor. Unfortunately Ivy is just getting started.
“What was it that you called me again?” She asks. “Oh yes…Crazy … PLANT … OBSESSED … FREAK!!!!!!!!”
She punctuates each word with a cruel stomp to your face. As you groan under the Red head’s soles, you definitely wish that you had eased up on the taunting.
For another 20 minutes, Ivy mercilessly abuses your face stomping, kicking and forcing you to smell her soles. By the time Ivy steps off your chest, you have tears in you eyes not only from the intense pain but also from the extremely humiliating experience. The pretty villain notices and smiles clearly satisfied that she’s broken you in a bit.
“Where’s that smart mouth of yours now?” She teases.
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