Slam !
Batman awoke to a sharp sensation stinging his cheeks. He found himself seated on the floor. He looked around and saw his hands tied to the railings of a jail cell, and his legs bent backard and tied to themselves . He struggled against the ropes, but as he feared, he couldn't escape them. Standing right in front of him was the slim figure of Tracey Buxton. So it wasn't a dream. His worst fears were coming true.
Even though he was bound, he couldn't help but appreciate her sexiness. That is, until she pulled back and kicked him right in the face with her knee.
"Whassa' matter, bitch ? Don' seem so cocky now !"
She steadied herself, and drove her heels into his face three times. Then, she bent over him, and pressed her knee hard into his face, until he felt a warmth in his nose. He was bleeding.
Tracey, however, didn't seem to be enjoying herself as much he thought she should be. And even she seemed to realize this. That didn't stop her from kicking his head hard again and again, each time making his head bang against the rail.
After a few more kicks, she walked closer. From his height, Batman gathered that his face was right in front of her vagina. She raised him up by moving the knot of his hands up, trying to make him stand up. He tried to resist, but she once again drove her knee into his face. He raised himself.
Moving to the right, she Suddendly pulled the knot all the way down, making him bend backwards. She walked in front of him, now taller than him, grabbed his head, and jammed it inbetween the railings. His head was stuck. Then, standing in front of him, she stepped back, and, raising her leg, pounded her heels into Batman's balls. He wanted to SCREAM with pain, but clenched his teeth hard. She sensed his pain, and a smile played on her lips.
"Beg for mercy, and i'll stop."
He remained quiet.
She took aim with her knee, and stabilising herself with his shoulders, POWERFULLY drove it into his balls.
"Beg."
He clenched harder.
She raised both of her hands, and brought it down with full force, again on his balls.
"I'm not begging".
She moved behind, and this time, jammed the front of her foot onto his dick.
"I'M NOT BEGGING".
Tracey, sensing evident pain in his voice, knew that he was about to break down. She took the baseball bat that had fallen down, and
BAM !
"STOP IT !!!".
She grabbed both his legs with her hands, separated them, and launched her knee on his nuts.
"PLEASE !".
She bent forward, and grabbed his face.
"Please what ?"
"Please, Tracey."
"Please Tracey what ?"
"You win ! You're more superior than me. I..I..beg for your mercy."
"It ain't tha' simple, bitch."
She spat at his face, then opened his mouth wide and spat in it too.
"I promise you, this ain' the on'y stuff you drinkin' tonight."
She let his face go, and cut the rope separating his hands from the railing. He fell down on his back, due to the way his legs were tied. She walked around and sat down in front of him. She then reclined and spread her legs.
The Batman stiffened.
She cackled. "You wan' this, bitch ?"
The Batman didn't reply.
"Too bad, cause you gettin' it whether or not you like it".
She spread her legs, and pulled the batman's face into it. The Batman felt his face press against her pussy. She wrapped her thighs around The Batman's head.
"Now suck my pussy off, or it's ball bustin' time."
The Batman sucked her pussy, until she came hard.
"Now drink it up. All of it."
The Batman licked her pussy clean. She felt more pleasure, and knew there she could do one more.
Roughly pushing his head away, she turned The Batman to lie on his back, and propped her pussy up his face. Slowly pleasuring herself, she came again. She grabbed The Batman's face and used it to wipe off the cum.
Tracey stood up, only to raise her skirt and place her ass in his face.
"Same drill again, bitch."
Her ass was now licked clean.
Tracey stood up, and turning to the Batman.
"You' no fun. You ain' even good".
"Now, your role is over. Jus' wait for a few mo's, and be prepared to meet your maker."
She took a knife from her pocket.
"You died like a pussy, bitch"
She straddled his hip, and stabbed his right arm off. The Batman screamed, as blood started flowing out of his arm. Tracey just looked even happier, and stabbed his other arm off too. Then, turning herself backward, sliced both his legs off.
"This is the last one, bitch. "
Tracey slowly caressed his face, and slapped it repeatedly. Then, taking the knife out again, She raised high in the air, and brought it down on his forehead.
"Die, bitch."
She stood up and walked away, covered in the Batman's blood and spit. A pool of blood, a head, two arms and two legs were all that remained of The Batman
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