Pairings/Characters: (this chapter): Selina/Lois/Kathy
Series Notes: In the 23rd century, Earth is a technologically-advanced society that practices the ancient institution of slavery. New superheroes appear on the scene as the Abolitionist Movement gathers strength. Meanwhile, Lex gets his heart’s desire while long-held secrets begin to spill out of the Manor. Nothing will ever be the same again.
The entire series can be found here.
Genres: AU, Challenge, Drama, Slavefic
Challenge Category: Section E (Slavefic)
Rating: (this chapter): NC-17
Summary: Lois knows what she wants.
Date Of Completion (First Draft): February 3, 2010
Date Of Posting: May 10, 2011
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 640
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Author's Note: Written for my 2010 DCU Fic/Art Bondage Challenge.
And Other Poems"
"WHEN THE BAT AND THE CAT COME OUT TO PLAY..."
“You’re the Bat’s own press agent, eh, Lane?”
Lois laughed at Catwoman’s jibe. “Yours, too, if you’d let me.”
“I have a reputation to preserve,” Catwoman said, purring on the last word.
Lois tugged her knit cap on tighter. It was cold up here on the Clock Tower as Catwoman draped languidly over the gargoyle.
“You’re a good woman.”
Catwoman laughed, throwing her head back. “I’m a jewel thief.”
“A beautiful jewel thief.”
Catwoman’s green eyes gleamed as she looked at Lois, her eyes running over her shapely form.
“Where’s the Bat?” Lois groused, wishing she had worn double layers. Gotham was always cold, even in the summer, or at least it seemed that way.
Batwoman alighted on the parapet, red hair streaming out behind her, black cape fluttering in the wind.
She could certainly make an entrance, Lois thought.
“Good work on the smuggling story, Ms. Lane.”
“Why so formal?” Lois walked toward Batwoman, stopping mere inches away.
A sound of amusement came from behind her, and the same emotion curved Batwoman’s lips.
Lois knew what she wanted. Men were fine, fun to play with, and good in bed, but women were what turned her on.
And she was turned on right now in a major way.
Batwoman smiled, grabbing Lois and crushing her to her body, kissing deeply. Lois enthusiastically returned the kiss, cupping the redhead’s ass and pulling her closer.
A purr came from behind her, and firm hands stroked Lois’ buttocks, sending a tingle through her.
Batwoman broke the kiss. “Have you a place for us, Pretty Kitty?”
“Oh, yes, Red.”
The apartment was small and in a seedy section of town, but it was clean, and none of the women was afraid of the elements associated with the Narrows.
The Bat and the Cat helped Lois in through the window, their movements graceful and sinuous. Catwoman shut the window, moonlight streaming in and giving them enough light to start undressing each other.
Lois detached Batwoman’s cape, the silk falling to the floor like water, fumbling with the uniform’s clasps and buckles, Catwoman busy divesting her of her cap and jacket.
Warm lips nuzzled the back of Lois’ neck, Catwoman’s hands on her hips. Batwoman was rubbing her breasts, pulling her shirt up and over her head, unsnapping her bra and tossing it away, cupping her breasts and lavishing kisses on the creamy flesh, Lois moaning in appreciation.
Catwoman was licking the small of her back as she tugged down her pants, Lois kicking off her boots after Batwoman unlaced them. Socks came off next, and then her panties.
Lois whimpered as Catwoman’s tongue traced the cleft of her buttocks, hands massaging her thighs. The Bat and Cat lifted her up and onto the bed, climbing up after her. She moaned as skillful hands touched her between her legs.
Catwoman and Batwoman were naked except for their masks. Lois barely had time to think of how kinky it was before Batwoman’s mouth descended on hers, Lois’ limbs shaking with desire.
Soft stands of red hair slipped silkily over bare skin, lustful lips skimming over her breasts and stomach.
Batwoman worked her way around until she was above Lois’ head. She bent down and kissed Lois’ brow, rubbing her shoulders as Catwoman nipped her way up the reporter’s inner thighs, then darted her tongue between her legs.
Lois moaned as her hips jerked, the Cat delving deeper as the Bat slid her hands to rub her breasts, pinching her nipples. Lois gasped as she shuddered, the Cat lapping her cream.
Lois purred in complete contentment.
Nothing like a Bat and Cat to get a girl’s juices going.