The Fall

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE: FINAL INSTRUCTIONS "GET UP," barked Jet as she flung the cell door open. Batman sprang to his feet obediently. "Turn round," she ordered as she strode in. Batman did as he was told and then his nose was full of the smell of her hair and perfume as her face pressed next to his from behind. Suddenly she grabbed his head and propelled it against the wall. It hit with a sickening thud and as his mind reeled she grabbed his arms, pulled them back and secured his wrists with the cuffs again. She roughly turned him round and sent a stinging punch into his midriff. Satisfied with her work she stepped back beaming happily. "Just a precaution Batman," she smiled. "I wouldn't want anything to go wrong now my big day is almost here. Tomorrow the city will celebrate Robin's vow of devotion to me. "And of course I want you to be there to witness the historic moment. There to see your little partner pledge his eternal loyalty to Jet. But I'm sure you can understand I want you to be on your best behaviour. Otherwise......" Her voice trailed off as her fist powered into his balls from below. He howled in pain and dropped to his knees. Jet grabbed his head, flexed her leg and ground his features into her thigh. She pulled them back and forth over her taut muscle as she spoke very softly to him. "I'd hate you to do anything to upset me," she said. "It would be very upsetting to have to discipline you in front of all my guests when I should be concentrating on other things. Is that clear Batman?" A muffled grunt came from the Caped Crusader's mouth as he tried to answer despite his mouth being clamped against Jet's oiled skin. "Oh, and one other thing," she continued keeping his face clamped against her. "Robin has brought me a number of excellent presents. I want you to present them to me one by one. Kneeling in front of me as you offer them for my approval. When the last one has been received you are to kiss each of my feet, rise, bow to me and then walk back to your seat." She pulled his head away from her and he gasped in as much air as he could. She fixed him with an evil smirk and said: "Do you understand?" Batman nodded his head vigorously. "Good," she said smiling. "I knew you would." She let go off his head and gestured for him to stand up. He obeyed and Jet stretched out her arm and began teasing the inside of his thigh with her fingers. They brushed softly against him and she could feel the first stirrings of his cock rising from her touch despite his intense hatred of her. "Four years is a long time Batman," she said smiling. "But it was all worth it to be where I am now. You as my slave, Robin my obedient fiance - and the Police Commissioner as my fuck toy." She saw his eyes widen in shock at her last comment. Oh sorry Batman," she said innocently. "Didn't I tell you me and Commissioner Ferris have been having a fling? Well, not really a fling. More a case of my exercising some well-rehearsed sexual domination. But you now how good I am at that. Poor Commissioner Ferris has no idea what's hit him. But he's lapping up every moment of it. "All I have to do is click my fingers and he comes running simply aching for my body. Which is another reason for you to behave tomorrow. One word from me and he'll set the entire police force on you." The bulge in Batman's trunks was now clearly visible as his cock grew and grew under her touch. Jet moved her hand and began stroking the back of it over the swelling organ. Her voice took on a soft, almost sing-song tone. "I've enjoyed toying with you Batman," she said. "Watching you suffer. It's been quite a turn-on for me. Watching someone blunder around like a blind beggar while you heap one humiliation after another on them can be very, very arousing." The Caped Crusader's shaft looked as though it might burst through the material of his trunks at any moment now. Jet kept brushing her hand over it as she continued talking in a soothing voice completely at odds with the taunting words she was mouthing. "You see you never stood a chance Batman. As soon as I got my hands on Robin you were finished. He was so easy to break and he told me all your secrets. Every single one." The crimefighter's giant body was starting to shake as his hips moved backwards and forwards and he ground his manhood into the inside of his trunks. Jet's soft voice still rang in his ears. "But even without Robin you'd still have surrendered to Jet. Because like all men you have the one weakness which renders me utterly superior to you. This." She cupped her hand under his balls and squeezed. Batman groaned and then came in one spurt inside his costume his knees trembling as he did so. "See Batman," grinned Jet. "You can't resist me can you? Even when I'm humiliating you." She turned and walked slowly from the room swinging her hips. As she approached the door she raised her arms above her head in a triumphant gesture and stretched her fingers wiggling them backwards and forwards. Batman's head slumped onto his chest as the lock clicked shut.