Red XXX update

There was a lot Artemis didn’t like about the outside world, but she did like sunglasses. She’d always liked the sun, no matter how blinding it got, but being able to lie in its darkening rays and not pain her eyes was an almost sensual newness. When Jason stepped in front of her sun, she looked at him through the tint.

“Working on your tan?”

Jason began to strip. “Maybe. I heard you had news.”

Artemis smirked as his dick fell out between his legs. Not caring to hide it, Jason laid down beside her and let the sunlight caress him.

“Well?”

“Apparently there’s a new crime syndicate forming in Gotham. The feeling is that you could infiltrate it on the ground floor. Give Batman a lot of options.”

“Sounds good to me.”

Artemis stretched and turned over, the sunlight warming her back. “They don’t want you amassing too much power. They’re sending a minder with you.”

“Who?”

“Me.”

She could feel Jason’s grin. “They are giving me a lot of rope.”

“Just as long as you remember we’re trying to fight crime, not anything else. You can seduce me all you want, but if you go off the reservation, you know I’ll kick your ass right back here.”

“Yeah, yeah. So when are we going?”

“Don’t you need supplies? Intelligence?”

Jason considered it. “I need an address.”

***

Eight hours later, Duela Dent walked into her apartment, sorting through her mail. When she saw Jason Todd standing in her living room, she dropped the stack of bills to the ground.

“Hey baby,” Jason said. He’d put long coils of rope onto the bed. “You mind?”

Duela was almost blinded by the memory of ropes cutting into her flesh while a massive cock fucked in and out of her sex. She wanted those sensations flooding her mind again. She walked over to him, heels crinkling the letters underfoot.

“I would’ve thought you’d be in prison,” Jason said, tying her hands in front of her. “Isn’t that what they do with supervillains these days?”

“I’m not evil, just crazy.” Duela grinned as he tightened the knot. “I’m in therapy.”

“How’s that working out for you?” Taking another length of rope, Jason slipped it under the knot he’d made, tying them together.

“Alright. They keep trying out different pills on me. Oh, I stopped waking up screaming in mortal terror a few weeks back.”

“That’s nice.” Jason took the other end of the rope and threw it over a ceiling beam up in the rafters of her apartment, then pulled until the slack was gone.

“Hey!” Duela cried, finding herself yanked up onto tiptoes. “You’re not going to tie me to the bed?”

“Beds are too vanilla,” Jason said, taking off his belt. “You said you liked therapy. I think you’ll respond really well to this.”

Duela nearly fainted when she saw him wrap the end of the belt around his hand. The rest of it dangled down from his fist, two inches wide and black as a cave. It looked like a deadly weapon as its heft swung back and forth. 

“What’re you going to do?” Duela gasped.

“Well, first I’m gonna make those big tits of your stick out. I want a nice fat target.”

Picking up another long rope, he wrapped it around her cleavage in a figure-eight. As he tightened either end around her neck and worked the slack out of the hemp, her breasts were pulled upward until her nipples almost brushed her chin. Duela felt pain throbbing off the constricting ropes as their rough texture cut into her skin.

“Oh God… maybe this isn’t such a good idea!” Duela said, closing her eyes. “Please, I’ll do anything, just hold on a minute…”

“This is therapy!” Jason laughed. “You want to get better? I’ll make you better. I’ll make you the best damn whore this city’s ever seen!”

Her eyes were on the belt as Jason gave it a tightening jerk. Her body shook with terror. She could already hear it cutting through the air and whipping into her flesh. She could just imagine the burning spasms of pain she would feel. Her pussy clenched.

“I think it’s actually just about time for me to take my medication…”

Jason’s eyes met hers as he slapped the belt forward, hitting her right nipple with the very end of it. The smack of leather against her flesh echoed like a pistol shot in the small apartment.

At first, Duela only felt a small throb. But a moment later, she was shot through with pain. And Jason hit her again, this time on the left nipple.

“Ahhhhh!” Duela screamed so loud, she didn’t know how Jason stood it, let alone grinned as if savoring the sound.

“You can scream louder than that.” He smacked between her breasts, leaving a red welt to form before his delighting eyes. “Does it hurt enough for you, whore? After going so long without, you must want it to hurt real bad!”

Hurt? It was killing her! It felt like he was beating her to death!” “Please, please!” Duela choked, struggling against her bonds. “Don’t stop! Please do it again!”

“Do what again?” Jason demanded, his chest heaving with excitement.

“Hurt me!” Duela gasped, shocked at her words. “I love it! Hurt me and then fuck me, you asshole! Fuck me with that big cock!”

“You mean this big cock?” Jason asked, unzipping his jeans. As she might’ve expected, he was erect from whipping her, his erection filling her eyes, all thick and meaty and ready for fucking. Already Duela felt herself churning, her pussy begging to be filled by him. She actually felt incomplete without his cock inside her.

Duela felt cock and slapping leather, but one was only her imagination. Still, her core burst with warm release. She loved the whipping! The pain was a box around her pleasure, containing it, emphasizing it.

“I asked you a question!” Jason said, as his belt left her breasts stinging and burning.

“Yes! Yes! That cock, your cock, only yours!” She threw her head to one side, biting her shoulder until she tasted salty blood. “Fuck me with it! Now, goddamn you! Fuck my cunt before you beat me anymore!”

Jason tossed the belt aside and stepped closer. Grabbing her by the hips, he pumped his hips against hers, impaling his cock savagely into her bursting cunt.

“Hnnh!” Jason gasped. “Shit! You’ve kept this thing fresh for me, haven’t you!” He locked his mouth around one wounded nipples, rolling his tongue over the sweet flesh and the sensitive welt. As the pain sizzled in her breast, Duela felt his enormous cock seeming to go through her. She had a thundering orgasm, clenching her inner folds around his shaft until they were burning with the tension of holding him so tightly.

“Yes! Don’t let me forget you whipped me! I can’t forget you whipped me! Fuck that big prick into my cunt and pump in your cum, you motherfucking bastard, then you whip me! Whip me with your cum inside me!”

Jason slapped his hands brutally against her ass, making Duela whimper, before he resumed a tight grip on her hips. While the air stung against her bruised buttocks, he fucked his cock into her pussy. The sound of his flesh impacting hers echoed through the room.

“All the way, cock-bitch,” he panted, chewing at her breasts like a starving animal. “Take my big cock all the way up to your slut mouth. I want you to give it a blowjob from the other side, whore. I know how much you like having dick in your mouth.”

Duela felt an infinity of climaxes, one in each of the welts he’d put on her body, in each loop he’d tied around her flesh. And when she thought it couldn’t possibly get any better, it did. His cock throbbed, flexing inside her cunt to show it was full of his wonderful cum.

“Give it to me!” she pleaded. “Load up my cunt with your jizz! Fuck me full of it! Use my cunt until you can’t use it anymore!”

Insane with bliss, she felt his prick swell until it seemed to be stretching her cunt, then there was the sweet vibrations of his shot, the gush of it flowing into her, the warm, leaden feeling of being loaded down with his seed.

“Fuuuuck!” Duela cried, feeling his scalding cum melt into the cauldron her body had become, a warm receptacle for his semen and her own orgasmic relief.

As she hung there, unsure of how much time had passed or if time was passing at all, Jason picked up his belt, sat down behind her on the bed, and wrapped the leather around her neck like a collar. Duela trilled as she felt him exert a slight pressure on it, cutting off her air but only a little. 

“Now,” Jason said,” tell me about HIVE.”

“Oh, you know how it goes,” Duela breathed contentedly. “After you tricked them into releasing that sex tape, they were a laughingstock. And then the JLA started arresting people. You kinda screwed things up so much that they were easy pickings. There isn’t any HIVE anymore. Pretty much everyone is either hiding or in jail.”

“Shit,” Jason said. “So much for my nest egg.”

“You’ve still got me!” Duela said lovingly.

“You’d probably dump me the moment you find someone who could slap you around and who was into golden showers.”

“If I haven’t found that person by now, they probably don’t exist,” Duela said, fiddling playfully with the hold Jason had on her throat. She was about to suggest he tighten it a little when the door opened. In walked the prettiest redhead that Duela had ever seen.

“Well, you haven’t wasted any time,” she said, her green eyes flashing with irritation.

“Oh, hi, Artemis,” Jason said to her. “I thought it best to get an early start.”

“You were just supposed to recruit her, not fucking breed her.”

“She’s on the pill.”

“I am?”

Jason pulled the belt taut around Duela’s throat. “Knew I should’ve fucked her in the ass…”

It was obvious to her that this Artemis was Jason’s girl from the way she was looking at him, but not just Jason’s girl by the way she was looking at her. 

“Calm your tits, Arty,” Jason said. “The sex is a bribe. Just like greasing someone’s palm.”

“Maybe you should plan on greasing your own palm from here on out.” Still, Artemis’s features softened a little. “I thought you’d be down to celebrate our new mission together, but in I come to find you all fucked out already.”

“Who says I’m fucked out?” Jason insisted. “Get out of those clothes and I’ll make you forget all about Duela.”

“Who says I want to forget about her?” Artemis asked, shooting Duela a quick look.

Duela watched with fascination as Artemis stripped herself bare. Dressed in her utilitarian clothing, she was beautiful. Naked, she was a goddess. No wonder men love to fuck bitches so much, she thought to herself. If I had a dick, that’s exactly where I’d put it!

Duela bit her lip to keep from voicing that thought. She might not’ve had a dick, but her long tongue was the next best thing.

“Want to lick my pussy?” Artemis asked, and Duela started before realizing she was talking to Jason. The redhead lay back on the mattress and opened her thighs. “Yeah. Warm me up a little. Get me good and ready for how hard you’re going to fuck me…”

Duela thought she would black out as she watched Jason’s tongue enter Artemis’s wet cunt. It looked almost as good as it felt, and it had been far too long since Duela had felt it.

“Mmmm,” she moaned, unable to control her mouth any longer.

Artemis looked up at Duela, her erect nipples pointed at the bound girl, getting harder and harder as Duela watched. Perhaps because she watched. “Hey Jay, I think your little girlfriend is enjoying the show.”

“Why wouldn’t she?” Jason asked, sweeping Artemis’s pussy with long, stroking sucks, wetting his tongue with her flowing juices.

“I said, the bitch looks like she wants either more of you—or some of me.” Artemis laughed. “I can’t figure out which.” She circled one of her nipples with a outstretched finger. “Which is it, ‘Duela’? Do you want me or do you want to be me?”

“Yes,” Duela heard herself say. “I mean, I—I don’t know if I—your pussy looks so tasty…”

“Get off of me,” Artemis spat at Jason, pushing him away. “You wanted us both, now you have to fuck us both. I just hate to see a woman wanting it and not getting it.”

Even as Duela’s heart flew up into her throat, she found herself wishing that she’d kept her mouth shut. Hell had no fury like a woman scorned, and Duela didn’t think she’d entirely enjoy ‘getting it’ from the other woman. Still, when she shivered, it was with a mixture of fear and anticipation.

“What are you going to do?” Duela asked, her eyes bulging, her lips pursed tightly together.

“I’m going to lick my man’s cum out of your cunt, you silly slut,” Artemis said, standing up. “That’s the best way to enjoy a man’s seed. Not having him pump it into your mouth like you’re in a drinking contest. But having it aged to perfection inside a nice hot cunt like yours.”

“Like mine?” Duela squeaked, trembling and quaking.

“Your sweet pussy. His sweet cum.” Artemis laughed. “And when I’ve eaten as much of that hot pussy as I want, you’re going to eat mine.”

“And what about me?” Jason demanded, watching Artemis go over to Duela. “I thought I was getting you warmed up.”

“You have one of your bitches here,” Artemis told him. “There’s no reason we can’t share. She has more than one hole. I’m having her pussy, you pick one for yourself and we’ll fuck her together. You don’t mind, do you, Duela?”

“My—more than one of my—“ Duela gasped. She didn’t know if she could ever look her therapist in the eye again if she let this happen. He kept telling her that she couldn’t keep acting like a stupid bimbo whore, just because it was so much fun. Blowing him was one thing, but God, imagine Jason fucking her in the ass while Artemis ate her out… just imagine… “I mind!”

“You didn’t mind letting my boyfriend open you up and fill you full of cum,” Artemis said, getting to her knees in front of Duela. “That’s my cum and I’m getting it back! Now spread your legs!”

Duela felt Artemis’s hands on her thighs, pushing them apart, and with an electric jolt shooting up her spine from the contact, Duela found herself opening them. Artemis moaned as she looked between Duela’s thighs.

“Mmmm, Jason really did a number on this pussy, didn’t he? It’s a good thing you’re still getting laid—I don’t think walking straight’s an option at the moment. And damn if he didn’t redecorate the place while you had him over. Wonder if there’s any pink under all that white…” Artemis darted the tip of her tongue along the lips of Duela’s opening. “Jason does have nice cream, doesn’t he? So sweet and thick and…”

Her voice became a vibration in Duela’s loins as she continued, forcing Duela to relax, to sag into the sensation unable to even think of resisting. But her body flinched, slackly relaxing muscles painfully tensing, when she felt Jason’s rough touch on her lower back.

“You eat her pussy,” he told Artemis, “I’ll fuck her ass, and we’ll meet in the middle.”

He and Artemis entered Duela at the same time.

Duela shivered in ecstasy, Artemis’s mouth clamped down on her sex, her tongue snaking deep inside her while Jason pressed into her from the other side, his cockhead searing her anus as it opened up the tightly pressed muscle. Both their hands were moving up and down Duela’s body, massaging and caressing her delicate flesh. Duela almost couldn’t believe that she was liking what they were doing to her; being passed around, being shared even by two unrepentant seducers. She was being sodomized and lesbianized at the same time! Her therapist would be so disappointed in her; she hadn’t even set up a camera to film herself.

The sensations became more intense, until even she couldn’t be neurotic under their onslaught. Her mind went blank with pleasure. All she could think about were the signals from Jason’s cock inching into her opening asshole, Artemis’s tongue lapping deeper and deeper inside her slick pussy.

“Ohhhh, God!” Duela moaned, her body tensing, squeezing words out that she didn’t mean to say—“Lick… fuck… eat me…”

It had to be the best experience of her life. The hardness of Jason’s dick and the softness of Artemis’s tongue filled her twice over, two types of pleasure occupying her body at once, overwhelming Duela with a satisfaction that bordered on craziness. She was going haywire—her orgasms had always started at the back of her pussy before, swelling forward to burst out from her. Now, the rippling sensation was outside her body, pressing in where their hands and tongues and cocks were touching her—melting into her, all the way to her core. Her entire body was in flames, burning hottest on her jerking hips. She plunged herself down around Jason’s cock and up into Artemis’s tongue.

“Mmmmm,” Artemis sighed gratifyingly. “You have a nice hot cunt for all this nice hot cum. It feels like he just creamed you ten seconds ago.” Duela felt Artemis’s hand rolling between her thighs as they reached over to grasp Jason’s balls. “Hope you have a lot more cum to dick into her ass. That’s the second-best way to suck cum.”

“Maybe you should just let me fuck your face,” Jason suggested.

“Why? That’s what we got you a bitch for, isn’t it?”

Then Duela felt an emptiness in her sex, a break in the rhythm she’d grown addicted to that was as bracing as a hard slap. Artemis had pulled away and was crouched there like a cat, looking interestedly at Duela’s breasts.

“Don’t stop!” Duela moaned. “God, that was so nice… as nice as Jason.”

Artemis opened her mouth, rolling her tongue around through a froth of white cum. Duela’s mind froze as her eyes moved lavishingly over the pink, parted lips, the whipping tongue, the lake of cum that she knew Artemis had taken from her own pussy.

Why was Artemis showing this to her? To mock her? Or to entice her? Because Duela was enticed. She found herself thinking about kissing Artemis. About tasting her own juices mingled with Jason’s cum.

“Yes,” Duela whimpered. “Kiss me. Kiss me with his cum in your mouth. It’s my cum too!”

Slowly, Artemis uncoiled herself to her full height. As she stood, she ran the tip of her creamy tongue over Duela’s pubis, her belly, up between her breasts and into the hollow of her throat, marking it all with her saliva and traces of Jason’s seed. The musk of it filled Duela’s nostrils long before Artemis reached her. When she did, Duela lowered her head to meet Artemis’s lips.

The flavor of cum and cunt and Artemis made Duela come instantly. Her orgasm raced up the trail of semen Artemis had left, caught her by the throat, and burst inside her skull.

“Mmmmffff!” she sputtered, though Artemis kept her mouth against Duela’s, forcing her to keep taking the taste alongside her tongue.

She felt Jason’s cock swelling despite its stiffness, pulsating violently with the consistency of iron. Duela realized he could see them sharing his cum, fighting over it with their tongues.

“Are you ready for it, you little whore?” Jason grunted, driving his cock savagely up her ass. “I’ve got a full load of cum that’s all set to find a nice, warm home.”

“Yesss!” Duela hissed in a frenzy of enjoyment. Artemis was fingering her pussy as she sucked on her lips, pistoning her fingers in so hard that her palm slapped against Duela’s labia. Duela squeezed her knees together to try and scratch the horribly aroused itch she felt, but she knew that only a cock could truly satisfy her.

“Take it, you fucking slut!” Jason groaned, feeling his ejaculation shoot out of his swinging balls. “Ohhhh, show me how much you like it! Show me how much you like it right motherfucking now!”

When his seed flooded into her ass, Duela went limp. She just couldn’t take the passion she felt any more. It was too good, too much. “Ohhhhhhh,” she moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head.

“Weak bitch,” Artemis muttered, watching Duela’s eyes close. “Fill her up, Jason. At least she can be a good little cum dumpster for you—and a nice dinner plate for me.

Jason thrust deep into her, savagely deep, emptying his load inside of Duela for what felt like long, long minutes. Finally, he held still and let the fluttering of Duela’s anal muscles suck out the last of his molten cum.

“Ohhh fuck,” he sighed, kissing the back of Duela’s neck. “You are a good little cum dumpster. Even after all these years…”

“Move back,” Artemis told him. “You can’t have her asshole all to yourself. I get to play with it too…”

Duela’s eyes went wide as Jason slipped out of her ass, dripping his cum on the backs of her thighs. She felt Artemis kissing up and down the curve of her ass. It felt like there was nothing the woman wouldn’t do, and Duela felt herself smile at that. She couldn’t believe that not only was she a sex slave again, but she had two masters this time! 

Artemis was an expert with her tongue, the tingling sensations she pushed into Duela’s asshole made warm blood rush to her pussy. If only Artemis had a dick—then they could both fuck her, really fuck her…

“Ahhh, it’s even better fresh,” Artemis groaned, dragging the tip of her tongue in and out of Duela’s ass. “I can just tell how much you loved fucking her.”

“Of course I loved fucking her,” Jason said. “My cum’s running out of her asshole.”

Duela’s body was in thrall to what Artemis was doing to her. She moved her hips around under the spur of Artemis’s tongue, spreading her legs a little wider to defer to Artemis’s gluttony. But when Artemis felt Duela’s pleasure approaching its summit, she took her mouth away, leaving Duela empty and yearning for the feeling to return.

“Why’d you stop?” Duela asked in a tortured voice, her face contorted with frustration. “I was so close!”

“Then I suggest you hurry up and eat this pussy. It’s my turn.” Artemis looked at Jason as she moved in front of Duela. “Untie her. Let’s see just how good of a bitch you got us.”

Jason did as Artemis had asked, pushing Duela down onto the mattress. “And what do you want me to do?”

“I want you to watch,” Artemis said, giving him a shove backwards before she straddled Duela’s face. “Or not. I don’t care. Do it, Duela. Give me a slow, sweet fuck with that tongue.”

She leaned forward, supporting her weight on the headboard as she loomed over Duela.

Duela felt her heart up in her throat as she looked at Artemis’s body, not just as another woman, but as a lover. It was so soft and sensual, with firm breasts jutting ripely out. Her gaze fell to Artemis’s pussy. The golden-red hairs were glistening with her arousal. Duela felt a twitch in her throat, almost like when she had seen Jason’s thick, meaty cock. 

Her body moved forward, as if the soft, sleek cunt she was staring at now was drawing her in. When her face was almost touching Artemis’s flesh, Duela realized she was holding her breath. Her nostrils flared as she breathed in, and she smelt Artemis’s arousal. It inflamed her with desire and she knew that she would gladly service Artemis, even if the redhead wasn’t demanding it of her.

In fact, Duela didn’t think she could even stay away…