A New Order

CHAPTER THREE: SUPREME SATISFACTION


BATMAN awoke from his slumbers to find Suprema sitting opposite him a superior smile playing over her lips.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath as the memory of what Electra had done to him came flooding back in a rush.
Suprema knew exactly what he was thinking.
"Milked like an obedient little doggy," she said mockingly. "Gush, gush, gush.
"Just couldn't keep your cock out of Electra's mouth."
Batman said nothing but just stared straight ahead - attempting to hide the shame he felt at how easily he'd succumbed to Electra's sexual advances.
Suprema raised her leg and placed the tip of her stiletto-heeled boot on the edge of his chair.
Slowly she nuzzled it into his crotch and wriggled it against his cock.
"Don't be ashamed Batman. Electra's had much better men than you gagging for her. We all have.
"You're just another in a long line of worthless males to experience our superiority. But the difference with you Batshit is we're going to force you to experience it for a very, very long time.
"We're going to torture you until you can't take anymore - until you're just begging to carry out our every command. Until you're the perfect slave."
Suprema sat back arrogantly still nuzzling his cock with her boot.
Batman glared at her taunting face. His eyes blazed with undisguised hatred.
"It won't happen," he said grimly. "You will never get the better of me."
Suprema raised her eyebrows in mock surprise.
"Really Batman?" she said quizzically. "Hasn't Kara already done that?
"And your feeble resistance didn't stop Electra sucking you dry like a schoolboy on heat
"Face it Batman - us girls are easily your superiors."
"No!" spat the Caped Crusader. "There's more than me to oppose you. Someone will come. And when they do you'll pay for this!"
Suprema laughed loudly.
"Someone come for you Batman?" she howled derisively. "For you? And who might that be?
"Your little sidekick Robin perhaps? Can you imagine what Electra would do to that piece of young, fresh, virgin meat?"
Batman looked at her in disgust his mouth clamped shut.
Suprema smiled and took her foot away from him. She stood imperiously and settled in a crouch by his side, draping her arm over his shoulder as though he were a dear friend.
"Or perhaps you're thinking of Superman are you? Kara's dear, dear cousin."
She leaned in to him and brushed her lips against the Dark Knight's ear.
"Sorry to shatter your hopes boy toy," she whsipered. "But Kara's already done to Superman what she did to you. Which is why he didn't come to meet you. The sorry piece of shit couldn't get his body off the floor after our dear Supergirl had finished with him.
"Such a brutal demonstration of female power."
Suprema blew lasciviously into his ear and ran her tongue up his cheek.
"No!" said Batman through gritted teeth. "I don't believe you."
"Then let me prove it to you Batslave," breathed Suprema as she pushed herself upright.
"Wait there now," she said patting him on the head. "Like a good little boy."