Batwoman: Desperate Measures - 6

She went for his balls first. Kate couldn’t explain why.

It should have disgusted her. Hell, it did disgust her. Her tongue slithered out, dragging over those hanging, fuzzy bulbs, tasting skin and sweat and salt. The smell - the stench - was so thick, so strong in her nostrils that it made Kate feel lightheaded. It should have made her gag. Instead, it had Kate shivering.

What had she become? Before, she’d been an army soldier. Then a superheroine. She’d been brave and proud and dangerous. Now? What was Kate Kane now?

A slave. A whore. With her mouth full of Eddie Nygma’s bloated balls.

A tap on the head made her stop sucking. Kate sat back on her heels and looked up to see The Riddler’s smug, smirking face. The lenses of his glasses shined white and soulless.

There was another glint at the corner of her vision. Her eyes dropped to Eddie’s hands and she noticed he was holding one of her own batarangs. The bladed edge caught the dim light of the apartment and gleamed.

He went to work on her, carefully slicing through the snug material of her undersuit. Each long, dragging cut revealed more of her body up to the cool air. He used his hands as well, tearing scraps away to bare her pale, naked flesh. 

Kate didn’t move an inch while Eddie disrobed her, didn’t fight back, didn’t utter a single word. Even as he groped at her body, her tits, her hips and ass, Kate remained still.

Eddie peeled the final layer away, tossing the ribbons of her suit aside with the rest of her discarded pads. He leered at her, drinking in her nudity, enjoying her vulnerable state. 

Vulnerable. Kate wanted to scoff. She could take him apart naked if she wanted. So why didn’t she?

Eddie’s chuckle shook Kate back to her cruel reality. His cock was twitching right in front of her face, bobbing slightly between his legs.

“I hope that suit wasn’t expensive.” He said mockingly.

“You wouldn’t have cared if it was.” Kate replied. Her voice was calm. Eerily so.

Another laugh from Eddie, deeper and richer. He tossed aside the batarang too, using the same hand to stroke himself. He pumped his shaft once, twice, bringing himself to full hardness. Kate couldn’t understand why the sight held her attention so.

“You know me so well.” Eddie grunted. He released his fattened prick, letting that massive tool swing between his naked thighs. Kate’s eyes followed the veiny thing back and forth, back and forth. “But then again… we’ve been getting to know each other quite intimately these last several days, haven’t we?”

Kate didn’t answer him. But that didn’t seem to matter to the man. Eddie’s interest was focused on her naked body.

He moved up close again, cock bobbing as he did. He loomed over Kate, his scrawny frame somehow looking indomitable now. Inescapable. He reached down to paw at her, filling his hands with tit, groping and squeezing as he pleased. 

His touch lacked finesse, gentleness, every grasp making Kate wince and squirm. Her belly turned, twisting into a knot as his fingers sought out her nipples, pinching them. Against her will, those nubs grew hard… and sensitive. Kate had to fight back a tiny moan as Eddie teased and pressed with his thumbs.

Mercifully, Eddie didn’t fondle her for long. His hands slid down from her breasts, slipping over her flat, muscled tummy. Eddie let out an appreciative hum.

“Such athleticism, such discipline…” He murmured, circling around to her back. He ran his fingers through the red locks of her wig before setting his hand upon the top of her head. “If only you’d sharpened your mind as well. Oh, who am I kidding? I’d have outsmarted you anyway.”

Eddie let out a snorting cackle. Kate felt her cheeks burning… and the knot in her stomach growing tighter.

She twisted her body to face him.

Then she was leaning forward, putting her face to his groin again and licking the tip of his cock.

Kate didn’t know why she did that.

The lash of her tongue made the man jump. But from the look on his face, Kate could tell he was far from upset. His smirk had grown from smug to outright triumphant. And Kate’s cheeks burned even hotter.

“Eager, are we? Just couldn’t wait to get a taste?”

“Please.” The word flew from Kate’s lips. She crawled closer, nestling up to his thighs. Her face was close enough for his cock to brush against her cheek. The stench of man was strong, so strong that her body was responding to him. Warm. She felt warm. And the words just kept spilling. “Please let me suck your cock.”

“Tempting.” Eddie pursed his lips. “But no. We do what I want and we do it at my pace.”

Kate sighed and shivered. His cock was so hot against her skin. Soft too. His skin was so smooth. She could smell the precum leaking from his tip, could feel it dripping onto her face.

“What do you want to do to me?” She asked. Was that excitement she heard in her voice? The obedience was obvious enough.

Eddie looked at her for a long moment, considering his options. Then he reached down. Kate sucked in a tiny gasp as his hands slid over her breasts again, cupping them both and feeling their heft.

“You have such a nice pair of tits.” He told her, sinking his fingers into the softness of her bosom.

“Do you want to suck them? Fuck them?” The words came faster than Kate could think.

“Both excellent ideas. I think I’m going to fuck them.” Eddie urged his cock forth, nestling that thick shaft into the valley between Kate’s generous rack.

“Wrap those tits around my cock.” He commanded.

Kate obeyed, pushing her breasts together. The softness closed around his tool, enveloping most of it - and there was still enough cock to poke at Kate’s lips. Eddie groaned happily. 

“Yeah, just like that. Go nice and slow.”

Kate did so. She kept her breasts pressed firmly together, rocking her upper body slowly, steadily. Eddie’s fat prick slid through the tight crevice, so warm and thick. Kate spat down onto the cockhead and watched her drool glaze over the tip and the shaft, getting it nice and slick. Movement came easier then. Her strokes became quicker.

Eddie was grunting louder now, his pleasure sounding off deep and guttural. Kate’s belly coiled even tighter, the masked heroine feeling faint satisfaction - until she snapped herself out of it. Eddie’s cock slid up between her tits, poking her in the lips and nose. Mocking her with his flavor and his thick scent.

It was disgusting. Humiliating. Kate’s tongue snaked out over the cockhead again. She gathered some of the leaking precum into her mouth. The salty taste tingled on her tongue. She swallowed it down, feeling a tremble roll down her back as the fluid sank into her belly.

Kate was a complete fucking mess. Her soul cried for justice. Her mind screamed for retribution. Her body betrayed them both.

But Eddie? Eddie looked like he was having an utterly splendid time. He bucked his hips into Kate’s chest, fucking his fat, veiny cock into the space between her tits. Pleasure was written on his scruffy face, visible even past his glasses. It was the face of a man who had soundly beaten her.

“Oh, wow.” He groaned. “Have you done this before?”

The question stung. Kate had been drawn to other girls since was a teen. Hadn’t even touched a boy since her curious years in middle school. Now Eddie thought she was experienced…?

“No.” Kate answered. The word tasted bitter on her lips. Even more than Eddie’s cock.

He bucked his hips again, grunting like some beast. His cockhead slipped past her lips, batting the inside of her cheek. Her mouth reacted, trying to suckle, but he drew away. A thin string of saliva followed. He prodded her again, this time allowing her to swirl her tongue around him. More of Eddie’s musky flavor flowed into her gullet. A warm buzz rolled through her skin and her flesh, tingling all the way down her back. Kate let the drool well up in her mouth and let it glaze over Eddie’s rod. The man huffed and groaned.

“You’re a natural.” He praised her. She could feel his legs trembling. “Hell, I’d say you were meant for this.”

The taunt stabbed at Kate’s heart. Her ego, too. A red hot poker that stirred up the smoldering fire in her belly. Twisting and turning the knot that was already there.

Was it defiance spurring her on now? She started fucking the man’s cock faster, holding her pale breasts tight together, keeping them snug around Eddie’s fat, twitching shaft. It was so hot against her skin now, soft and hard at the same time. Iron firm and smooth as velvet. And the smell…

God, the smell.

It filled her nostrils, so much thicker than before. Potent and overwhelming almost all her other senses. The scent of cock and balls and seed. The odor of man. A big part of her was repulsed, wanting to throw herself across the room so she could gag.

But she didn’t do that. Kate Kane stayed put.

Batwoman let the Riddler fuck her pale, perky tits.

“Yeah, just like that.” Eddie thrust hard and fast, his pace becoming ragged. “That’s… that’s fucking good.”

He was close. Kate could feel him swelling between her breasts, his cock jerking as if it was alive. A pipe ready to burst. Kate braced herself.

“Fuck. Fuck!” The Riddler groaned, his reddened face pinched in ecstasy. He threw his head back and bellowed. “Fuck- Ah!”

Kate closed her eyes. The shots came hot and sticky, pelting her mask, her lips, her tits. Rope after thick rope of cum splattered all over her. Coating her. Marking her.

An anointment. In a really fucked up sort of way.

Kate’s body chose that moment to betray her again. Before she knew what she was doing, she was licking the seed from her lips, rolling the thick offering over her tongue. It was sticky, salty, and… and gross. Of course it was gross. So why did she swallow it all down? Why did the taste make her body shiver and her belly flutter? Why the fuck was she still here, doing this?

Above her, through the haze that shrouded her senses, she heard Eddie chuckling.

“See?” He patted her on the head. “A natural.”

Her belly felt weightless now. Her heart pounded.

“What’s next?” Kate found herself asking him.

Eddie’s smile grew. His lenses were shining white.

“Now that you know your place? A lot more fun.”