The Fall

CHAPTER SEVEN: JET'S LITTLE HELPER


THE CAPED CRUSADER sat slumped over a desk in the Batcave his head in his hands. In front of him lay the card bearing the grinning picture of Jet flaunting the Boy Wonder's utility belt on her magnificent body.
Four years ago he had put her away. Now she was back and running rings around him with an almost arrogant ease. Worse still he had absolutely no idea where to find her and could only guess at the horrors she was inflicting on his partner as he blundered about in his efforts to rescue him.
He felt wretched and helpless as he stared at Jet's taunting face.
Batman sat motionless desperately trying to decide his next move totally unaware that not all that far away from his hideout his nemesis was standing next to the bound Boy Wonder gently stroking his thick dark hair.
"I think you're beginning to understand aren't you my pet?" Jet said softly. "Robin needs to be an obedient little boy for me. Do you want to do that Robin?"
The Boy Wonder snivelled like a hurt schoolboy and slowly nodded his head. He couldn't bear the thought of suffering more punishment. Submission seemed the only option.
Jet smiled with satisfaction and ran her tongue up the side of his face before pressing her lips to his ear.
"Are you going to be a very good boy for me Robin?"
He nodded again obligingly.
"Good Robin. Then why don't I let you down so you can show me?"
"Please," whimpered Robin. "Yes please."
Jet stepped back and slid her fingers onto the metal loop under his armpit. There was a faint click and both rings snapped open sending the teenage crimefighter crashing to the floor on his knees. He stayed there panting heavily his arms still cuffed behind his back as Jet strolled in front of him.
"Remember Robin," she said placing her hands on her hips. "That's where I like to see you. Kneeling before me."
She slid her right foot forward and licked her lips in anticipation.
"Untie my shoe," she ordered. "With your teeth."
Robin hesitated a moment and then shuffled forward on his knees and painfully bent down grasping the white lace in his mouth. He grunted as he pulled it loose shaking his face from side to side with the effort.
Jet rocked back and kicked the training shoe from her and then shook her sock from the foot onto the floor.
She flexed her foot and wiggled her manicured toes in front of the Boy Wonder's still kneeling form.
"Lick them," she commanded raising her foot slightly off the ground.
Robin obediently pressed his mouth to her skin and began running his tongue over the soft skin. Jet smirked and pressed her toes into his mouth forcing a grunt of surprise from her obedient slave.
"Stay on your knees at all times," she told him.
Robin sucked and caressed her toes with his mouth and tongue as hard as he could while Jet beamed down at him with satisfaction. After a minute watching she slowly began to raise her foot higher.
"Don't stop," she cooed.
The Boy Wonder strained to keep his mouth in place as Jet's legs rose higher and higher. His eyes bulged and he groaned with the effort as his back arched. He was now almost bent double backwards as her leg drew level with her hips but despite the effort he was determined to do as he was told.
Finally he could balance no more and he fell over backwards his hands behind his back.
Jet let out a cruel laugh and lowered her shapely leg to the ground.
"Not bad Robin," she said icily. "But nowhere near perfect. Now stand up."
The young crimefighter took several attempts to struggle to push himself off the floor and get into an upright position as Jet looked on with a look of mild amusement on her face.
Finally he managed to get onto his feet before the grinning vixen.
She nodded in appreciation and said almost affectionately: "You've been very good my pet. Now one last task for you."
Jet leant forward and whispered in his ear. Robin's body stiffened and he began to shake as her lips brushed against his ear while she spoke.
His mouth opened but no words came out as his eyes bulged in terror.
Jet let her hand glide over his chest and began teasing his skin with her fingertips.
"For me Robin," she whispered.
Her hand slid into his trunks and her lips touched his neck softly.
"For me," she whispered again.