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Finding a woman with the physicality, mental state, and work ethic to be a Superbabe is literally a one and a million statistic. The only reason why Orders was able to find so many girls and gather them into one place is because of her clairvoyance. But just because she was exceptional at finding them didn't mean that was ALL of them… especially if they're not all located in Gotham.
And therefore. Meet Felicity Taylor. Naturally she was a young, shapely black woman with large breasts and toned dancer's ass. There was a reason for that, she was a Part-time dancer, part-time cosplayer, part-time college student, part-time influencer… a lot of part-times even though she had plenty of money herself, a rich girl from a 'good family'. Born in Leeds she came to Gotham for it's surprisingly good school and it's cheap admission… probably because it's fucking Gotham and they're desperate for bodies…
Felicity was a modern woman, and she was an attractive woman. She knew what she wanted, and she knew how to get it. She had the body, the looks, the intelligence and the mindset to be whatever she wanted, whether it was a make-up specialist or a sexy OnlyStalkers influencer, but right now what she wanted was to get fucking LAID…
Not just laid, but laid SPECTACULARLY in an elaborate and semi-complicated manner… she did have the potential to be a Superbabe after all… and sex for a Superbabe was only complicated some of the time…
Other times, it was very simple; somebody just had to pick up the phone.
So, she acquired the services of a fellow slu-... a like-minded individual. Her neighbour Carly Fisher: Part time pot smoker, part time gardener, and part time skank… along with her horny nerd boyfriend Norvell… honestly the only reason she agreed to Felicity's idea was because Norvell could be involved… Felicity didn't mind, Norvell might be perpetually stoned but he at least 'filled a spot' Plus according to Carly he ate pussy like a champ, perpetually having the munchies apparently gave his mouth plenty of practice. She then found some fellow 'nerds' in her class, though they didn't look like it. Zhu 'Pigsy' Bai, a huge chinese guy who looked like he was a sumo wrestler and Jay Bulloch, a big handsome jock. They were nerds in everything but looks and never expected she'd talk to them, let alone give her an offer they'd never refuse.
How could they? A night of debaucherous sex with two sexy Planet Battle Cosplayers? Specifically, one as Princess Leia in the iconic Slavekini and the other as a well-known fanservice alien sex slave? Nobody would say no to that, especially two to three college guys, one of whom is perpetually stoned. NOBODY… unless they're gay.
Felicity was going to celebrate her finals being over the only way a proper slut can, by getting drunk, or high, and doing incredibly kinky shit for her OnlyStalkers account… she was going to have a Planet Battle themed sex orgy. Over a month, she got all the costumes ready and still managed to study successfully. All the others had to do was provide the dicks and the extra pussy… she was going to dress up a sexy twi'lek slavegirl, headtails, body paint, the WORKS… and Carly was getting an the iconic golden slavekini, she certainly had the body for it…
So naturally… the fucking DAY of her all her meticulous plans coming to fruition someone threw a Kowakian monkey-lizard sized wrench into her plans. The last of her finals were done, everything was ready, and her body ACHING for dick… Fucking Norvell came over to get his work done for the party… naturally smelling like weed.
He knocked on her door, looking like he wasn't sure she lived in the apartment he arrived at. Considering Carly lived right across the hall, it was surprising he managed to knock on the door rather than the wall. "Yo!" he said as she stopped aside. "Like you are looking hot…" considering she was already wearing her headtails, and her mesh suit… obviously she was looking hot, she's basically naked. She had a fucking collar around her neck, her skin was green, her lips were bright red and you could see through the mesh!
Her dancer's body was on the level of a high-class, highly modified stripper, but her body was all natural, even her big, firm breasts as big as ripe melons and just as round. They wobbled loosely in her mesh suit, her nipples getting caught in the holes as she glowered coldly at Norvell. He wasn't much to look at, but at least Carly was hot… where was she anyway?
"Get bloody in here. You're late." she said in her sexy Leeds accent.
"Like I had trouble finding the place, man…" he replied completely carefree.
"Literally across the bloody hall." She slammed the door behind him, "Hurry up. Get in my make up chair. Where's Carly?"
"Oh, like, she's sick. Real bad… throwing up and everything, man it was a gnarly." he said as Felicity who was in the process of getting her make-up kit, turned so quickly she whipped him with her headtails, they were firmly secured to her head by special glue and the headdress the slavegirl wore, so they were practically a part of her now until she applied the removal-that's not important.
"SICK?" she hissed the words, and he sank nervously into the make-up chair; his carefree stoner life did not protect him from the venomous whip of her voice. "Sic-WHEN?"
"Like yesterday." he said, "I was supposed to tell you, don't you remember?"
"Oh FUCK off." she snapped at him, "You didn't tell me anything!" she rolled her dark brown eyes angrily. "This was supposed to be an orgy with Oola and Princess Leia, where the bloody hell am I going to find another princess Leia on short notice?!" she growled, rubbing her eyes. "I've been setting this up for weeks, hours of research and materials used! Where am I going to find another fucking SLUT on such short notice?! FUCK! I needed this you worthless pot smoking moron!"
He blinked at her and stroked his scruffy chin. His very relaxed brain, although nervous, suddenly had something of an idea… mostly because he had the munchies. "How about we order Superbabes?"
"Months of prep-work has been ruined and you want to order fucking food?!" she growled at him as he scratched his scruffy chin again. "Do you think I want to carbo load right now?!"
She was turning full bitch, she went several weeks without relieving her stress and she was counting on this spectacular themed orgy to relax while getting eating out by an alleged muff munching champion. "I mean I could eat," he said as she grabbed a hair curler and prepared to jam it down his throat like she was going to teach him how to suck a dick. "Like whoa! Hold on!" he squeaked nervously, grabbing her wrist as she held it like a dagger. "...Don't you know?"
"Know WHAT?" she scoffed indignantly.
"Superbabes."
"What about it?"
"...Like you really don't know?" he replied as she rolled her eyes.
"Listen, you air-headed fuck-nugget." she growled, "Either you speak clearly or you're getting put in a metal bikini and becoming femboy." he blinked at her, then seemingly registered her words.
"Right. Uh… come here." he said, getting up and going to her computer desk in her room. She and her scantly clad, perfectly sculpted green ass followed him. He sat down, and opened Goggle Chrome, typed in Superbabes in the search engine… and bam, there were the numerous, and surprisingly accurate cosplaying waitresses… photos and all. Some of them were blacked out, 'off shift' it said. "See?"
"See what?" she asked as Norvell was happily reveling in the fact that he actually knew something she didn't…
"Gotham Superbabes has a secret menu." he said, whispering like they weren't the only two people currently in her bedroom. "See all these girls? They're the menu. You order one just right, and they come over and treat you real nice." She stared at him, surprised. "You know for like, a shit ton of cash.
"They're hookers?!"
"Delivery girls." he noted, sounding surprisingly competent just now. "A need to know open secret menu… everyone knows but nobody talks."
"You're talking right now." she said, not really believing him but leaning over and looking at the girls regardless… there were a LOT of gorgeous and beautiful women-is that a fucking furry?! "If it's so, need to know how do you know?" she asked, her gaze levelling on a particularly flexible and shapely figure with a very distinct body.
"I know a guy, who knows a girl who knows the uncle of a guy with a talking dog…" he said as if that made any sense to her.
"...I just got to order one of these girls and they'll do whatever I want?"
"I mean… allegedly." he rubbed his scruffy chin again. "Never did it myself, but I know how."
"Order then." she said, pointing to the screen and tapping the screen on an attractive redhead. "This one. She's on duty."
"That one? Why?" he said, "...Like, there's like a soft-bodied Wonder Woman, and a Furry cat lady … how about this bunny chick? She kinda looks made to be in a Princess Leia outfit."
"THIS ONE." she said, gesturing to Batwoman, "Has a dancer's body." she declared as if THAT made any sense to him.
"Uh… alright."
"Then get your ass in the chair. I have a lot of work to put you through before Pigsy gets here."
"Alright…" he said, getting out his phone and making the call. A few minutes later, he walked back into her make-up chair. "...The lady with the sexy voice who took my order said she'll be here," he added, "...You do know it cost a lot of cash, right?"
"Yes," she said, as she shoved him back into the chair. "Shut up." Shoving him back into the chair. "I need to concentrate."
Naturally, Norvell, forced to sit still as she worked her costume magic on him, eventually fell asleep. He snored loudly as she applied hair, make-up, and prosthetics… yes. She shelled out for all of this. Which is why she was so PISSED OFF that Carly didn't even bother to tell her. She had just finished up when there was a loud knock at her door. She slapped Norvell, and he snorted, awakened. "Snort! Huh-? Wah-?" he looked in the mirror, "...Hang on, I thought I was supposed to be a weequay or whatever?"
"No. You're Salacious Crumb now," she replied as he frowned.
"...Like whoa. You work some serious magic."
"Get out of the chair, go put the rest of the costume on, wait until I call you." She walked into the living room and opened the door. She had expected a sexy redhead, but instead was the hefty Pigsy.
"You look fucking delicious." he said, licking his lips hungrily as she gave him a faint smug smile as if to say 'obviously' without actually saying it she curled a finger at him. "Where's the leash?"
"Walking around with it is awkward," she replied, pointing to the coiled leash on her TV stand. "Come on. I need to get your makeup on." His hand reached for her green ass and squeezed, she flinched, but kept walking. But before she could lead him to her make-up chair, there was another knock. It had to be Jay, "Go straight, get in the chair, I'll be right there." Pigsy snorted and waddled into the apartment as she went back to the door. Opening it up and finding a tall, muscular man in armor, with a T-Visor helmet.
"Sup," he said with a reverberating echo.
"You really do have a Boba Fett costume…" he stared at her in her mesh suit, and she snapped her fingers, his body jerked slightly. "Come in, have a seat. I need to get Pigsy into Costume."
"Damn that's a great ass…" he hissed in his helmet as she jiggled it back into her apartment and found Pigsy in her chair. Looking awkward because he was twice the size of it.
"I just have to do your face. Don't move," she ordered, shoving him back into the chair. "I have your costume. I need to hurry this up…" It was barely 15 minutes in her chair as Pigsy soon began living up to his nickname…
"Bullshit." he grinned in the mirror as he studied his pig alien face. "This is awesome."
"Uh huh." Go put this on," she ordered, slamming a bag into his chest. He squirmed out of the massage chair and was instantly greeted by Boba Jay.
"Dude, you look awesome! Pigsy looking good."
"Oink-Oink mother fucker." declared Pigsy as they slapped their hands together. Then Salacious Norvell walked out. "...That fuck?"
"Hey. Norvell," he said, his eyes a little red as he shook Jay's hand.
"Jay. That's Norvell."
"What kind of a name is Norvell?" asked Pigsy.
"What kind of a name is Pigsy?" Norvell replied curiously as Pigsy said nothing and rolled his eyes, wobbling towards a more private area to change into costume.
"...Dude, you holding?" asked Jay curiously as Norvell grinned at him.
"Oh yeah man…" he said.
"Smoke when I've gotten off and we're done," she replied. "We can start once our new Princess Leia gets here," she noted.
"What happened to the old one?" Boba Jay asked as she scowled at Salacious Norvell.
"Someone didn't tell me she was really sick. So I ordered a professional."
As she said it, the door rattled and a sexy, slightly accented Irish voice purred. "Superbabes."
Time: 7:01 PM. Place: Gotham (Felicity's apartment)
"Special delivery service," and Boba Jay looked at the door.
"...That's good timing," he said as she approached the door, opening it up. Batwoman and her spectacular dancer's body stood there holding a Wonder Woman-stamped bag of food in her hand. She blinked at Felicity in her costume for only a moment, then nodded.
"Oh boy, it's going to be one of those…" To be honest, Felicity was a little surprised she wasn't even phased. She walked in and spotted the two others in the room, She handed the one that looked less like a monkey-lizard the bag. "Shall we get started?"
"I need you in costume," declared Felicity, before taking her by the hand and returning to her make-up room. She grabbed the iconic slave-kini from her closet and handed it to Batwoman. "Put this on," she said as Batwoman rolled her brown eyes and unzipped, pealing her suit away right in front of Felicity who almost licked her lips hungrily at the sight of her slightly freckled dancer's body, not an ounce of fat on her… apart from her tits and ass obviously. However… "Mask too." Felicity ordered as Batwoman tugged on the slavekini. It hugged her curves tightly. The cloth drapery hanging between her legs barely covered that dancer's ass…
The costume was designed for Carly's measurements, so Batwoman definitely wore it better. "Mask stays on," said Batwoman with a firm tone as Felicity scowled at her.
"Don't you have to do what I say?"
"Company policy." Batwoman replied casually, "Girls with masks have to keep the masks on," she replied as Felicity stared at her.
"...Well fuck." she replied as Batwoman shrugged.
"It won't stop me from doing my job. And the clock is running," she added casually. Felicity quickly decided that she wouldn't look a gift whore in the mouth. She needed this more than the accuracy of the costume at this point.
"Fine," she said. "Come on, Princess Batwoman," she declared, attaching the short leash to her collar and doing the same for Batwoman. "You're taking this well."
"Believe it or not, this is not the first time a Superbabe has had to wear a slavekini." Batwoman replied, though admittedly it was her first time in it.
The trio of Planet Battle themed dicks, fully in costume watched as Batwoman and Felicity strutted back into the living room, all three of them sat on the couch as Felicity grabbed a remote and activated the sound system… and a slightly familiar song played out.
Ab queck zenick fesi
Zong jup col im in na hiz jal, ooh
Wow!
Wa toc peg qui dos gee pif, aah
"Classic." hissed Boba Jay as Felicity transformed into an alien slavegirl before their eyes, mimicking the movies straight from the movie, of course throwing in a few of her own as she danced about on the floor, her leash and headtails waving like a banner behind her as she twisted and gyrated her body. The boys hooted and cheered as Princess Batwoman joined her as well, choosing a slightly less erratic but still as sensual dance… A classic belly dance… she was wearing the outfit for it, her curvy, toned stomach swivelling and twitching as Felicity danced about behind her. Her big green tits bouncing in her mesh outfit as Batwoman expertly swiveled her hips around, her dancer's ass bouncing but still covered by the tiny cloth of the slave kini…
Pigsy, Boba Jay, and Salacious Norvell watched and hooted excitedly at the dancing girls. Whistling over the Lapti Nek as Princess Batwoman bent over, and shook her ass at the boys. Felicity bounced towards her, grabbing her leash and pulling her upright and gyrating against each other as Princess Batwoman grabbed Felicity's leash. Tit to tit, Felicity's tongue danced sultrily on Princess Batwoman's lips before they started sloppily making out, Felicity's bright red lips smearing on hers before sucking hungrily from her mouth.
…She's really into this. Batwoman had thought as Felicity hungrilly drooled into her mouth, sucking on her tongue as the boys seemed to realize that Felicity was very serious about this… she wanted to fuck.
And Pigsy was inclined to agree, he wanted to fuck. He stood up and fiddled with the furry kilt that Felicity had given him, and produced a fat, stubby pig dick. He then grabbed at Felicity's leash and yanked her away from Batwoman… but Felicity who seemed to have gotten thoroughly into tongue kissing Batwoman snapped back to reality and grabbed his cock. "NNGh!
"Fuck off pig, this is as close as you're going to get to me!" she hissed, letting go of his cock. "Ruin my fucking mood." she then grabbed Norvell. "Come here." she dragged him off the couch and onto his knees before she dropped onto an armchair, she then raised her legs up and spread them over the arms, pulling his now fuzzy face into her pussy. "Put those fucking lips to work," she ordered before sighing softly.
Carly didn't lie, Norvell could eat pussy like a champ. "MMgh! You want to stick your little piggy dick into something stick it in her." Felicity declared, shaking as Norvell's tongue slithered into her pussy through her mesh. "Mmgh… eat that fucking cunt. And fuck that slave slut…" she sneered, eyes already rolling as she hissed. "Ooooh…"
"Wow, take it down a bit-MMGH!?" Batwoman was suddenly on her knees, and Pigsy was sliding his cock into her mouth. "MMGh! MGh-mhn-mhh!" And right into the face fucking… why is she not surprised… Pigsy's sturdy hands gripped her head tightly as her nose bounced on the fur kilt; at least she had a soft cushion instead of pubic hair for it. "Mmgh! Mmgh!!"
"Fuck that bitches face…" hissed Felicity, moaning loudly as she suddenly shivered, feeling Norvell's tongue lashing away at her insides as Boba Jay stood up. "Suck his fat ass's cock you skanky whore."
If her eyes weren't already rolling, she would've rolled them again, but she was too busy taking a stumpy dick in her mouth over and over. "Mmgh! Mmgh!" her brown eyes rolled as Pigsy pulled out of her mouth, slapping her gasping lips with his lenght as Boba Jay turned her head and slid his own cock into her mouth. "MMGH! MMGh! MMGH!" Pigsy slid his hands down her back, yanking the strings of the metal bikini; it clattered to the floor. He grabbed at her breasts, squeezing them as her head blurred up and down on Boba Jay.
"HA! AH! Oh you fat FUCK." moaned Felictity, lifting herself up and down on Salacious Norvell's face as she danced on the chair. "Fuck that beautiful face you piggy fuck." Pigsy got another round in Batwoman's face, bucking furiously on it before he abruptly stopped. Felicity cursing at him as he pulled away, Boba Jay took this opportunity to grab Batwoman by the leash, dragging her to the couch and pulling her onto his lap, sliding up into her pussy under the cloth drape. Meanwhile, the husky pig man turned on Felicity. Both literally and metaphorically.
"What are you looking at, you fat fu-" For a big guy, Pigsy was surprisingly athletic. "MMGH!?" he leaped over Salacious Norvell, happily munching away at Felicity's slit was suddenly knocked back onto his ass as Pigsy grabbed her head as the chair flipped over. "MMGH!" Her feet dangled in the air as he held her off the floor, slamming her face into his crotch over and over. "Mmgh!? Mmgh! MMMN…"
So… fun fact. Felicity, despite giving off the air of a no-nonsese bitch, completely in control of herself and everyone in the room… wasn't a dom. Or at least she didn't think she was a sub… but then Pigsy, like many men before him, just started using her thick cock sucking lips… for one thing, if she WAS a dom, she'd put up more of an effort to push him off her face…
…Not holding on to his fatass as her headtails bounced and jiggled in the air like limp snakes.
"You're such a BITCH you know that?!" Pigsy snarled as he fucked her face, drooling and slobbering on his cock. "But look at you now! Suck it harder!" he said, planting his feet on the floor and swinging his hips into her face, jerking her down his cock. "Gonna mess up all that pretty fucking make-up!" he ripped his cock out of her mouth and rubbed her face with his dick… to little result.
Again it was the good shit, the stuff movie shoot use that last under heat lamps and other stressful situations… like face fucking. "Fuck off…" she moaned slovenly on his cock as he snarled.
"Shut up!" slamming back into her throat as she moaned loudly, slurping on his fat piggy dick as he snarled. "You love this SLUT! This is what you wanted! You wanted to suck dick like it's the tastiest thing ever! But I got something tastier for you!"
Salacious Norvell licked his lips; he was pretty hungry, too. "Ugh! Ahh! AH!!" Princess Batwoman's moans however distracted him and he watched her thick dancer's ass bounce up and down on Boba Jay… Norvell's cock twitched excitedly, then he stood up, looming up behind Batwoman's bouncing ass and grabbing her hips. "Oooh…" he pushed her onto Boba Jay before pulling aside the curtain and sliding up her ass, between her cheeks. "Aahh… every TIiiime…" she moaned as they began thrusting into her alternately. "Ah… ah! Oooh!" shivering in pleausrea as Boba Jay rubbed his accurate helmet on her tits.
"Oh man, like, this is the best ass ever… best princess leia ever." bouncing off her shapely ass as she rode Boba Jay to the glurp-glurps of Felicity's throat on Pigsy's dick.
"GUCK GUCK GUCK!" her ruby red lips smeared all over his piggy dick as he abruptly let go of her head and let her flop to the floor. "Haah-haa…" she panted, gasping dazedly as she finally managed to focus. "You fat sumo mother fucker-" she began, which was a pour choice of words as he promptly sumo squated on her face, feeling her lips on his ass "Noooooo~!" she moaned into hold as he rolled his hips on her pretty painted face.
"Fuck you bitch. You're lucky your mouth feels so fucking good…" he growled, his cock twitching as he leaned back on her legs and quick rolling her tongue up is ass. "Eat that shit right up!"
"MMgh! Mmmgh!" her eyes rolling and going crossed-eyed as she shivered, shaking in orgasm under his bulk as she rimmed him.
"Haah! AH! Ahh!!" Batwoman cried out in pleasure, "Oooh! Ooooh!!" shaking between them as Salacious Norvell and Boba Jay felt her tightening up. "Mmgh! Mmmmmn!!" shivering in orgasm as they buried their cocks into her body and savored the feeling of her tightness as she moaned.
"God damn this girl's something else…" praised Boba Jay, squeezing her ass as Salacious Norvell buried his cock into her ass, groaning happily as Batwoman's insides massaged their twitching members, but they didn't cum yet...
"Like… no kidding." Pigsy then abruptly stood up, Felicity gasping as she was granted fresh air. He lumbered around the overturned armchair, Felicity's legs still twitching, as he then grabbed Norvell by the shoulder and hurled him with surprising strength.
"Like what the hell man!?" he crashed to the floor as Pigsy bodily lifted up Batwoman.
"Haah?! "She gasped before being tossed onto her back on the couch. He grabbed her legs, held them up before slamming into her. "Ooooh!" putting his huge weight onto her body as her shapely dancer legs wobbled high in the air. "AH! AH! Ah!!!" pinned down by his bulk, he kept thrusting down into her. "AAAAH!!!"
"Fuck man he always gets like this." groaned Boba Jay as Felicity finally got off the floor, wobbling around the chair with her breasts bouncing out of her mesh suit.
"You fucking dumbass. Who fucking said you could fuck my face like that!?" she declared but Boba Jay, who was still hard and irritated that his preferred hole was being filled, got up and grabbed her leash. "Ah?!" she gasped meekly as he jerked her forward.
"Spread those fucking legs slave," he said in his best Boba voice.
"Aah!" Felicity gasped, her head swinging back and her headtails bouncing on her back as he tugged hard on her leash and thrust deep into her pussy, the mesh offered no protection. "Ah! Ah! AH! You asshole!" she whined but he jerked her leash.
"The only thing that should be coming out of your mouth are moans!"
"Ooh! Ooaah-aah…" she moaned, tongue lolling from her mouth and eyes rolling in her pretty green head as he pounded hard into her, Pigsy railing deep into Batwoman on the couch as Felicity whined, he lifted her front the floor leaning back he bounced her up and down, "Aah! Ahhh!!" she howled in pleasure, her toes curling in her sandals as they hung an inch off the floor. "Haah! Ah! Ahh…" looking more like a slut straight out of a hentai, tongue lolling from her mouth as she rode Boba Jay.
Salacious Norvell, still sporting a boner himself traded a freckled ass for a green one, looming up behind Felicity and sliding up into her bouncing butt, she howled, legs dangling out behind Boba Jay as she trembled and shrieked her orgasms, shreiking obsenties with rage that just didn't have the same impact while she was cumming her brains out.
Batwoman's legs, however, stretched, flexed, and shivered as Pigsy drove into her hard. Holding her dancer's ass and pulling her up into his thrusting girth as he buried his cock into her. "Yeah! YEAH. You're going to be my pretty sow princess, aren't you?! Taking pig dick!"
"Mmgh! Mmmn!" Batwoman moaned, sultrily writhing under him as she felt his stubby girth bulging inside her. Ready to blow his load…
"Oh MAN!!" Norvell gasped as he pulled out of Felicity's ass, squeezing her big breasts wobbling free of the mesh straps as Boba Jay suddenly pulled out of her and dropped her onto the floor.
"Ahh…" She rolled her head back, tongue lolling as she cupped her hands under her chin. "Ahhhhh!!" she moaned longingly "Cum on my face!" she gasped desperately as Salacious Norvell and Boba Jay stroked themselves, "cum on my fucking face! Treat me like a fucking slave…"
Pigsy snarled, ripping out of Batwoman's slippery pussy, grabbing her by the head and pulling up off the couch and onto her knees on the floor, he turned around and shoved her face between his fat ass. "Mmmgh…" Batwoman moaned and started rimming his sweat pig ass before he turned around, grabbing his stumpy pig dick and shooting a HUGE load on Felicity's face. He let go of Batwoman's head, grabbing Felicity's lekku and emptying his balls.
"FUCK yeah give me that nut! Nut all over my schutta face! Fucking give it to me…." she whined longingly as Pigsy sighed, pushing Batwoman out of his ass.
"FUCK yeah." he declared happily, as Salacious Norvell then stood in front of Felicity, stroking himself like a horny monkey as Pigsy shoved Batwoman's face into his ass.
"OOoooh MAN…!" Norvell gasped, before he shot hot ropes onto Felicity's painted face.
"Ah! Ah it's so hot…" she moaned dazedly, her eyes rolling as cum splattered onto her tongue.
"Haaah!" Batwoman gasped as she was pulled out of Norvell's skinny ass cheeks by the hair, Boba Jay then stood in front of Felicity and she was shoved back between ass cheeks. "Mmgh!?"
"Here you go slave slut!" he moaned, stroking himself rapidly and holding her lekku tight before spraying a huge coating of cum onto her skin. "Aahh…"
"Aaaah!" Felicity moaned, shaking as their collective loads dribbled off her face and tongue and onto her wobbling breasts, oozing through the mesh suit as she twitched on the floor, quivering in pleasure… but then suddenly Boba Jay grabbed Felicity's leash and dragged her to her feet.
"Come here, slave. Time to please your master." he then shoved her onto the couch, her chin resting on the back of it. "Shake that green ass!"
Felicity, despite her face covered in the collective loads of three guys, tried to regain some of her trademark bitchy composure… while displaying her thick green ass to them. "Fuck you asshole I need too-" but then he smacked her ass hard and she whined, changing right back into slut mode and shaking it eagerly.
"Fuck my ass! FUCK my ASS…" she whined loudly as he yanked her leash and slammed into her asshole. "FUCK IT FUCK IT PLEASE FUCK IT!" she begged as he rode her HARD. "IT FEELS SO GOOD IN MY ASS!!"
"Yeah it does you natural slave slut! We're going to ruin your fucking holes and make you our personal bitch!"
"I'M YOUR BITCH! I'M YOUR SLAVE BITCH! DON'T STOP! FUCK ME! HARDER! MORE! MORE! FUCK MY ASS HARDER!!" Boba Jay yanked on her leash, the collar biting into her neck as she shivered in pleasure, his hips slamming hard into her ass as her face dripped cum down the back of her couch. "Fuck my assss…." she hissed brokenly, shaking in orgasm and the force of his hips pounding away at her body.
"Not so tough now are you?" grinned Pigsy, looking into her cum covered face by walking around the couch and tugging back her lekku he spat on her cum glazed skin as she moaned happily. "You're going to be our fucking sex toy from now on aren't you schutta bitch?"
"Yes… I'm going to be a good schutta bitch!" she squealed happily as his cock throbbed, he stroked himself eagerly.
"Hurry up Jay I need to beat this alien slut's pussy up…"
"You can wait main. I'm going to enjoy her ass as much as I can!" he then smacked her ass, making her squeal louder as he yanked her leash and made her gasp.
Salacious Norvell after draining his load all over Felicity's face, promptly went to the SUperbabes bag to have a snack, and Pigsy eagerly stroked himself, a rather lecherous look on his face as he watched Felicity's ass get ravaged, howling like a proper whore and begging to be used. Using every breath she took now to desperately continue begging for dick as she was fucked harder and harder like a proper twi'lek sex slave.
Batwoman seemed to be completely forgotten… well, her time was almost up anyway. She got to her feet, stretched and strutted away without anyone really noticing, she retrieved her clothes to the melodious sounds of a dominated slut and went exploring for a bathroom and shower. She stripped off the rest of the slave kini, tossing it aside before removing her mask and getting in the shower.
At least she didn't have cum in her face, or any other holes… she got out, dried off, and put her costume back on. She walked out of the bathroom and back into the living room to find Salacious Norvell watching Felicity get anally ravaged. "Hey…" Batwoman lightly tapped him. "...Someone needs to pay up," she declared as he blinked.
"Uh… hang on. I think she set out some cash somewhere," he said as he stepped away and went into the apartment. Batwoman followed him as he went into Felicity's bedroom. There on the table was in fact a stack of cash, set out for Batwoman, "Here you go," he said, grinning at her. "Like, Sorry about all the trouble… and the ass fucking." he paused, "And the face fucking…" his cock was twitching, "...Speaking of… a blowie for the road?" she eyed him for a second, and rolled her eyes… she did have a FEW more minutes.
"...Fine. But don't move," she ordered, getting onto her knees, opening her mouth, and wrapping her lips around his shaft. "Mmn… mmnh-hmmn…" slowly, sensually, she gazed up at him from beneath her mask. "Mmgh! MMhg!" moving her head up and down as he reached for her head reflexively, but she grabbed her hands and put them back into place on his hips. "Mmgh… mmgn…" she slurped on his length, his tongue spiralling around his shaft. "Mmn.-mwah aaah…" her tongue dancing on his tip, as he suddenly moaned and shot his load between her lips. "Ah…"
"Ooh man…" he sighed, "Like that's just the best…" he declared giddily before flopping onto Felicity's bed… "Whooo…" Batwoman sighed through her nose, stood up, and made a quick trip back to the bathroom to spit in the sink. Rinsed her mouth, and out she went.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" moaned Felicity, she was on her kitchen table now. Pigsy furiously slammed into her in another mating press as her headtails hung over the edge of the table, her mouth stretched in an almost insane, blissful smile as Pigsy growled.
"You're going to get pregnant, aren't you, slave?! Get pregnant with pig babies you whore!"
"Get me pregnant! Oh god, please get me pregnant! Knock me up!! OH YES! FUCKING FILL ME YOU FAT FUCK!!!"
Batwoman then stepped out of the apartment, shut the door, and rolled her eyes. "...Not the weirdest delivery I've been on."
Time: 8:32 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
"I'm back." Batwoman declared, putting the money on the counter and ripping off her mask. "I'm heading home Orders," she added as Orders casually sorted her cut.
"Alright." Orders, "Good work, Ciara." After a moment in the locker rooms, Ciara walked out in her civvies.
"Why do I always get the weird ones?" she asked as Orders' purple eyes blinked up at her.
"It's not just you."
"I just had a Planet Battle orgy…" noted Batwoman, "With a really frisky alien girl."
"Hmn." Orders replied, "Yes, Felicity Taylor… I considered hiring her once." Ciara stared at her.
"...You did? Why didn't you?" Orders rubbed her chin.
"Honestly? She's kind of a bitch… secret sub or not." Ciara, "And we have far to many bitches around here as it is." Ciara seemed to think about that, but she then shrugged, took her cut, and waved.
"Well. See you tomorrow then." Orders waved her off, leaned back in her chair, and turned Batwoman off for the night, getting right back to work with a flicker of her purple eyes.
End
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