The Fall

CHAPTER FOUR: JET FUELLED


THE BOY WONDER felt like he'd been left along for an eternity before Jet reappeared in his cell. As soon as he saw her he wished it had been longer.
She'd changed into a different coloured outfit of white with purple flashes but it was the same cut as previously - displaying acres of flesh and every inch sculpted to accentuate her toned body.
"Batman's been looking for you Robin," she grinned as she strolled towards him. "In all the wrong places of course. He's going mad with worry. Very soon he'll start making mistakes. Then I'll let him have a little clue and watch while his addled brain tries to figure it out."
A satisfied smile spread across her face her lips parting to reveal sparkling white teeth.
"But while he festers it's time for another lesson."
The Boy Wonder shivered as Jet disappeared behind him. He felt her breath on his neck and smelt her hair and perfume as she leaned forward onto his shoulder.
"How does it feel to be so helpless my little toy?" she whispered. "Jet's plaything. Does it make you excited?"
She blew softly into his ear before opening her mouth and then clamping her teeth down tightly on his neck.
Robin screamed in agony his feet thrashing on the ground as Jet ground her teeth into his flesh slicing through the skin until rivulets of blood began dripping down the young crimefighter's exposed chest.
He was almost sobbing in agony when she finally released her grip his chest heaving as he tried to block out the pain.
"See Robin," she said softly. "I can do anything I want to you. Anything at all. Do you understand?"
Despite the burning pain in his neck and previous humiliations heaped on him Robin still retained the crimefighter's defiance instilled in him by Batman.
"You can do what you like," he said firmly. "You'll never break me. Never."
Jet laughed contemptuously.
"Oh what a brave boy Robin is," she mocked. "And so, so stupid. Let me show you the complete power I have over little toys like you."
Jet kissed him softly on the neck and moved her hand round his waist. Her fingers stroked his chest smearing the blood in circles before sliding down and disappearing into the waistband of his green trunks.
The Boy Wonder caught his breath as she began to fondle his balls. Jet shivered with delight as she felt him tense. She turned her face and began vibrating her tongue lasciviously in his ear.
"Do you like to fuck Robin?" she murmured. "I do and I fuck better than anyone you've ever met. But why would I want to fuck a little boy like you?
"So instead I'm going to show how easily I can milk this sad body of yours."
"Get off me," snapped Robin through gritted teeth but Jet simply carried on as though she'd heard nothing.
The young crimefighter could feel his cock starting to react to the taunting villainess and desperately tried to restrain himself but it was no good. Her soft voice, tongue in his ear and the touch of her fingers on his scrotum were sending his body mad.
"You can't resist can you?" purred Jet. "I told you Robin - I have complete power over you."
Her hand moved from his testicles and wrapped around his now erect cock while her wrist expertly levered the waistband of his trunks down over it.
"Mmmmmmmmm," she breathed. "Who's a big Cock Robin then?"
Jet began pumping his shaft her hand gliding in ever faster strokes as she felt Robin approaching climax. The poor boy's hips thrust rhythmically back and forwards in time with her. Despite his best intentions to resist he found himself closing his eyes and drifting into a sexual reverie.
"Powerless to resist," cooed Jet in-between nuzzling his neck and blowing softly into his ear. "Jet can do anything she likes to you."
Something deep in Robin's mind wanted to contradict her but no words came. Instead he let out a deep sigh as his head lolled back. Seconds later his body tensed and a stream of juice spurted from his cock - splattering on the floor in front of him.
"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh," he groaned feeling his legs go weak under him.
Jet smirked and let her hand fall from his shaft before sliding round in front of her captive.
"My, what a mess you've made Robin," she said. "We'll have to get you to clean that up later."
She turned her face up in an arrogant gesture and fixed him with a triumphant stare.
"Now, do you still think I can't break you?"
Robin made no reply. Instead his head slowly slumped onto his chest while he looked down at his own come glistening on the floor. He felt embarrassed at what she'd just done to him and even more ashamed at how much he'd enjoyed it.
He was beginning to think she was right. He was utterly powerless to resist her in any way.
Jet could sense his desolation and took the opportunity to heap one more indignity on the teenager. She knelt down and scooped up some of his juice on the tips of her fingers. Then in a brazen show of power she stepped towards him and roughly forced her fingers into his mouth wiping them over his tongue, teeth and lips.
"Taste your own come lover boy," she said coldly.
Finally she cleaned her hands on his tunic as though it were a towel before turning and walking casually out of the cell. Robin could feel the tears welling in his eyes as the silence descended.