What has gone before..
Prometheus has escaped once more after his last capture, and while lying low happened to capture the young Worlds Finest pairing of Supergirl and Batgirl. He brainwashed them to be his slaves and has used their knowledge to capture Oracle. Oracle meanwhile had sent out 2 teams to find the missing heroines. both teams, consisting of Huntress, Power Girl, Black Canary and Catwoman have also been captured and brainwashed.
Huntress was sold to the Joker, whom she fucked to death; she has taken his place at the head of his crime empire. Prometheus has corrupted the world computer networks and the big guns of the world are busy putting out fires globally, trusting Batman and his remaining allies (including Green Arrow) to find and neutralize Prometheus.
But their first attempts to find Prometheus have not been successful. They ran into the new Joker and found themselves tied up and raped by her and the gang-members raped Spoiler repeatedly. But the appearance of the new Joker gave Batman a lead he is now following up.
Prometheus is on one of the Joker's properties somewhere near Gotham, where he has completed the brainwashing of his victims and has sent them on their assigned tasks.
Cast: Prometheus, Batgirl (Cassandra Cain), Supergirl (Linda Danvers), Power Girl (Karen Starr), Black Canary (Dinah Lance), Catwoman (Selina Kyle), Oracle (Barbara Gordon), Huntress (Helena Bertinelli) - Joker II, Nightwing (Dick Grayson), Robin (Jason Todd), Batman (Bruce Wayne), Superman (Clark Kent), Green Arrow (Oliver Queen), Spoiler (Stephanie)
Chapter 21
The group raced into Gotham and hurtled through the now quiet streets. Gordon and his men had managed to regain control of the streets as dawn broke and the only occupants now were policemen on corners and the occasional resident braving the outside, sitting on his or her steps.
The Bat cavalcade roared into Old Gotham and pulled up abruptly outside an apartment block. Batman, Robin and Spoiler quickly left the vehicles and rushed into the building while Green Arrow and Nightwing scaled the fire escape of the building to stand on the roof.
The building was mostly derelict. There were signs that a few vagrants had lived there at some time or another, but now had obviously moved elsewhere.
The team arrived on the first floor landing: 3 doors were open and fronted obviously vacant flats. The fourth door was closed: Batman's foot powered into the door, splintering it off its hinges. The flat was empty though behind it.
They continued to tear upstairs to the next landing. Robin arrived at this landing first and he kicked open one door while Batman kicked open the other closed door. Again, there was nothing to see in the rooms behind.
Spoiler took the lead this time and reached the third and final landing first. She crashed shoulder first into one of the two doors closed there and staggered as her momentum carried her into the room. Five heads swiveled around in surprise. One of the goons was walking out of the kitchen carrying a plate filled with food as he turned to see the disturbance.
"Wha..?" he asked as Steph brought her foot up and around, kicking through his plate and sending her foot and his plate crashing into his face. He staggered back into the kitchen as Steph brought her foot back down and balanced, facing the other hoods. Robin and Batman arrived at her side as the other goons stood up and quickly grabbed whatever weapons they could find. Two of the hoods grabbed knives from their pockets while the third grabbed a beer bottle and smashed it on the table in front of him. He bore the broken bottleneck menacingly, while the fourth gang member brought his fists up confidently: they were the only weapons that he was going to need, he thought.
Batman wasted no time. He raced in and crashed into the man holding up his fists, sending him staggering into one of the knife-wielders. His foot lashed out and crashed into the kneecap of a third member, sending him crashing to the floor in pain and his fist flew into the face of the bottle-holder, breaking his nose and knocking him unconscious.
Robin followed Batman's attack up on the first men with a club from his staff to the side of one of their heads. The fourth one he left alone. He looked around at Batman but he was already crashing through the bedroom door. Joker was standing there pulling up here new pinstriped purple skirt over her white stockings and fastening her shirt while Harley Quinn lay on the bed unconscious.
She looked up and laughed as he entered. "It's the Bat! What a surprise!"
Batman walked up to her and grabbed her by the neck, pinning her to the wall. "Cu. careful, Bats!" croaked Joker. "I wouldn't want to lose our baby!"
"Where is Prometheus?!" Batman demanded.
The Joker smiled, then frowned as she saw Batman's fist raise itself up. "OK, OK, he's at this address." she gave him the location.
Batman released her neck and raced out of the door.
"Do we need this one?" Robin asked as Batman hurtled out of the room.
"No." was the terse reply as he disappeared out of the door.
"Fine!" smiled Robin and sent his staff crashing into the goon's groin hard. He doubled over in pain before Robin's boot crashed into his head, knocking him out.
"Spoiler, let's go!" Tim shouted as he ran out of the room.
Steph looked at the last of the hoods she came to. She shrugged and kicked him hard in the balls. Even unconscious, he groaned in pain at the kick, before she turned tail and ran down the stairs after Robin and Batman.
As they exited the building Nightwing and Green Arrow were jumping down the fire escape, but Batman was not going to wait for them. Robin threw his keys towards the motorbike for Nightwing then jumped into the Batmobile, followed closely by Steph. Before she had even closed the door the car screamed off.
"Batman, look!" exclaimed Robin as suddenly traffic lights started flashing yellow. "The power's back on!"
Lights were flashing on and off in apartments as the Batmobile raced through the streets, and people were stepping outside as if it was the first sunny day after a long winter. Batman kept his foot flat though as he roared towards the bridge which would lead him to the interstate and Prometheus.
"Nightwing!" said Batman, opening a communications channel.
"Batman, where are we headed?" Nightwing asked by means of reply.
Batman gave him the address. "Meet us at the entrance to the property. Drop Ollie off about two hundred metres before that. He'll know what to do. Make it fast, Nightwing."
Batman cut the channel and concentrated on the road. They were over the bridge already and onto the feeder road for the interstate. Batman powered on until he saw the turnoff he wanted.
He peeled off the interstate, barely slowing down, and raced towards along the country roads to the address that he had memorized. He screeched to a halt at the foot of the driveway.
He looked back up the road to see Nightwing moving forward again and the green shadow of the emerald archer vanishing into the trees. He climbed out of the car with Robin and Spoiler as Nightwing drew level and dismounted. He pointed up one side of the driveway, and indicated Nightwing and Spoiler, while he started up the other side, indicating that Robin should follow him.
It was late afternoon now, and sunshine percolated through the tree branches as the four heroes made their way slowly up the driveway. Birds sang in the trees and an occasional car could be heard roaring along the road behind them. This didn't feel right, Robin thought.
"We're approaching the villain's lair. It should be gloomy and silent - not normal and sunny!" thought Robin as they stalked through the bush at the side of the road, eyes vigilant for attack.
They approached a clear area ahead and the driveway opened into an open area surrounded by buildings. The main building formed an L around two sides of the clearing, and a pool sat in the middle. A small way beyond the pool sat another, smaller building which backed onto the tree-line behind.
Prometheus stood in the centre of the clearing, waving at them. Two women Robin recognized as Power Girl and Catwoman stood on either side of him, wearing security-guard clothing.
Batman looked around carefully before walking out into the open. The others followed and walked forward until they were level with the first building.
"Welcome, Batman. I've been expecting you." Shouted Prometheus over the distance.
Batman's response was to send a batarang flying through the air towards him. A loud crack filled the air and the batarang shattered in mid-air. Catwoman stood their rolling back her whip, shaking her head as if trying to clear out some cobwebs.
Nightwing broke the silence. "Where are Oracle, Black Canary, Batgirl and Supergirl?" he asked.
"Don't you mean Barbara, Dinah, Cassandra and Linda.." He asked ".Dick?"
Nightwing was shocked. He knew his secret ID!
Batman strode forward towards the villain, with the others following behind. Power Girl moved to intercept them.
She lunged at Nightwing and cannoned into him, knocking him off his feet. Robin brought his staff around and cracked it on her head, but it had no effect - she just grabbed at it and snapped it as her fist closed around it before raising her fist to Nightwing once more. As she was about to bring the fist crashing down on his head Nightwing heard a "thunk" sound and Power Girl lunged forward and off him. He turned around to see her lying on the ground, a green arrow sticking out of her shoulder.
"Well done, Batman! You've trumped my ace!" said Prometheus, laughing as he raced for the house.
Suddenly he felt something coil around his ankles and his feet were dragged behind him. He turned to see Catwoman holding the whip, stalking towards him. Batman and his two younger allies were racing across the lawn towards him, but were still fifty metres away.
"Damn!" thought Prometheus. "The power dipped while it was writing her. that must have caused an error. And my not breaking her in properly means she's broken from her programming!"
He had a knife in his hand already though and with a quick slice cut the whip and struggled to his feet. He reached the door of the house seconds before his pursuers and pressed a button on his glove as he entered the door. With a loud crack a smoke bomb exploded in the doorway, forcing the heroes back for a second before Batman attached a breather to his mouth and plunged in. Robin and Spoiler followed but soon found themselves split up from each other.
Smoke was now billowing throughout the house, as more charges detonated, and Nightwing couldn't even see the hand in front if his face as he landed after crashing through a window. He stood silently and listened. He heard soft footsteps that he recognized as Robin's a distance away, while a crunch of glass a distance to his left sounded like it came from Spoiler. He listened for any noise that might be a threat.
Silence.
Suddenly a shape loomed up in front of him. Reacting on instinct his fist flew towards it but before it could reach the target he felt something press against his chest and he felt thousands of volts scream through his body. "Gyaaaargh!" he gasped as he staggered backwards and passed out.
Stephanie meanwhile had never felt more out of her depth. She whipped around at the sound of a noise. it sounded like Nightwing, crying out. Here she was, an amateur crime-fighter, trying to take down one of the world's greatest super-villains. She held daggers in her hand ready to stab at anything that attacked her, and she hadn't forgotten that Prometheus was the man responsible for her rape.
A noise to her left: her dagger flashed around and struck something. She heard a gasp as it glanced across the surface then felt the breath leave her lungs as a fist powered into her midriff.
"Uhhhffff!" she gasped as she went down on her knees in pain, dropping her daggers before the shape of Prometheus loomed from the shadows in front of her. He grabbed the front of her outfit and pulled her face up until it was level with his.
"You're not worth killing. You're worth raping, maybe, but not killing." He hissed into her ear before he threw her into a wall, knocking her out.
Robin heard the thud behind him and span around. "Steph?" he hissed at the smoke, but there was no answer. He used his damaged stick as a guide through the fog, tapping the floor ahead of him for any surprises or doorways. He saw a shadow in the fog ahead and as he drew clearer it looked like Batman, with his back to him, down on one knee examining something.
"Bats?" he asked quietly, approaching the figure, but it wasn't.
He heard the sound of a stick whistling lightly through the air and brought his hands up to his face to protect his head from the unknown attack: he was undefended though where it crashed into the back of his knees, forcing him down into a kneeling position. He could only grunt as the sticks second strike clubbed him on the back of the head, sending it crashing into the ground and knocking him into unconsciousness.
Prometheus smiled as he checked the young man - very unconscious. Good. Suddenly he heard a crash and the breaking of glass. As he turned towards the sound of the noise he heard a second window being smashed, then a third.
"Clever, Batman." He thought as he walked slowly and silently towards the sound of the noise. The smoke in this room was already thinning as another crash saw another window smashed and more fresh air rushing in. He walked into the room to see Batman pick up a chair and throw it through another window. Nightwing lay unconscious by the wall, Prometheus could see through the thinning smoke.
"Do you really think you can beat me?" he asked.
Batman turned to face him. "Where are the girls?" he asked.
"What, the girls?" asked Prometheus in mock surprise at the question.
He plucked a picture from his pocket and threw it at the Batman. Batman caught it before it hit the floor. He glanced down at it for a second - the three girls were there, topless and smiling while holding a banner saying, "Wish you were coming with us, Bruce. PS Give Clark our love."
Batman dropped the picture. "Where are they? You've lost, Prometheus. Give it up."
"I don't think so, Batman. One on one I can still take you out, just like I can take out." his fist suddenly flew out to his left, out the window where it connected with flesh. A feminine "Uh!" at the moment of impact told them that the Catwoman had just fallen. ". your friends."
"Why, Prometheus? Why did you do it?" asked Batman. He had to find out clues to where the women were; otherwise he had no chance of finding them.
"Because I can. The arrival of Linda and Cass at the Bar that night was a sign to me. And I've won - they're mine now!" he said, smiling. "This entire operation has been planned and designed from day one, Batman. Once I had the girls I formulated a plan and I've stuck at it. The extra chicks you and Barbara sent me were a bonus that I have enjoyed, though. Only Dinah ever featured in my long term plans though, but I had always assumed that I would get her with the Oracle.
"I'm sorry I killed your Joker, though. But the new one promises to be a lot of fun for everyone."
Batman stood passively, hands at his side while Prometheus talked. Prometheus had even taken off his helmet; such was his confidence in beating the Batman. Prometheus smiled as he put his helmet on the floor and pulled two compact discs from his pocket.
"These disks have Power Girl and Selina Kyle on them. If you beat me you can have them back." He said, placing the CDs carefully on the ground beside the helmet.
"I want Batgirl, Oracle, Canary and Supergirl." Replied the Batman.
"You know, so did I. And they were such good lays that I think that I'll have them again!" smiled Prometheus.
Enraged Batman threw two batarangs at Prometheus. He dodged them both before he moved his head to on side to dodge a blow from him.
"You know what I've found really useful, Bats?" he asked as he dodged another blow and a kick. "Is. hfff, almost got me with that one. Cass's understanding of bodies and Dinah's martial arts expertise." Another two blows were dodged. "If they were to. put their minds together they could both. be awesome." He paused talking occasionally to dodge another blow while he talked, but otherwise he was able to dodge Batman's strikes without blinking an eye.
Suddenly his leg struck out and caught Batman in the midriff, propelling him backwards and into a chair.
"Uuhf!" gasped Batman. "Give it up, Prometheus. Once the other heroes get here they'll find out anyway. J'onn has a very effective interrogation technique. TELL ME WHERE THEY ARE!"
He lunged forwards out of the chair and rolled on the floor, bringing his legs and feet up and crashing them into Prometheus' body. He staggered backwards from the blow and crashed into the wall.
"Good, shot, Bruce Wayne." Smiled Prometheus as he pushed himself away from the wall. "But you'll have to do better than that. The girls are waiting for me to go to them, in a beautiful place where we'll frolic under the trees and have wild sex under the clear night sky. Barbara's quite the screamer, by the way!"
"Tell me more, Prometheus. You're going to kill me anyway. Why not have the satisfaction of savouring your superiority over me by telling me everything?" Batman asked.
"Well, I would, Bats, but I'd rather have the satisfaction of killing you quickly and easily."
He launched an attack then and beat the Batman back against a window. Batman tried to keep his guard up as fist after fist rained down on him. Prometheus grinned manically as blow after blow found its intended target while all the time he dodged Batman's blows as if a drunken man threw them.
Finally, after a particularly vicious hail of blows Batman was thrown up against the back wall of the room. He stood there for a second as Prometheus moved in for the killing blow, hand raised and pointed into a sharp fist. Batman stood there, stunned as he saw the blow begin to move forward, then opened his eyes wider and shouted, "NO!!!" as the downward force of the blow suddenly faltered.
Prometheus dropped his hands and looked down at the arrow pointing out through his chest.
"Hmmm," he said, "Interesting. I wonder if I planned that!"
He fell onto his knees. "Bye, Bruce. I'm going to a better place now." He said.
Batman grabbed him by the head and held it up. "WHERE ARE THEY?" he shouted as Prometheus' eyes closed and he stopped breathing. A wide grin was his only reply.
And that was how they found them as they regained consciousness or entered the room. Batman kneeling on the floor, holding up Prometheus' dead, grinning face.
Suddenly the television sprang to life. Prometheus' face stared out of the screen at them.
"Good evening, America!" it said. "Now, I know you've been waiting for the television stations to start blaring out their usual pulp, but the fact is, they can't yet. Y'see their computers are very complicated and take a long time to start up again. In the meantime, in a special edition of favourite home videos, I thought you'd all be interested to see how Batman and his pals did against the Joker last night!"
Stephanie gasped as the picture showed her and Robin in the bar again. "No!" she gasped as the grisly scene replayed on the television, including a zoom in on her, as she lay on the table finishing off her own orgasm.
"Wow," said Prometheus' voice over. "She looks like she's having fun! I wonder if she's having fun now, knowing that the house she's in is going to blow up in ten seconds!"
Batman came to life immediately. "Robin, grab the helmet. Nightwing, grab Catwoman." He picked up Prometheus and leapt out of the window to follow Green Arrow, who had checked that they were all moving before turning and running away from the house.
The heroes were about seventy metres away from the house when an ear-cracking blast ripped through the evening air, throwing them to the ground. All of the buildings erupted in flames as explosions ripped apart every section of the house, incinerating everything.
Slowly the band picked them selves up from the ground and turned to look at the ruins. Everything that could be destroyed had been.
"Damn." Muttered Batman as he turned to walk back to the car.
Chapter 22
The Joker was gone by the time they returned to her den. Two of the hoods had regained consciousness and had left, while the other three still lay in states of unconsciousness or semi-consciousness. Batman radioed the police to come and pick them up. Harley had also left, but whether that was alone or with the Joker they could not tell.
Spoiler and Robin dressed Power Girl's wound while Batman checked out the disc with her "Memories" on. It seemed clean but there was really only one way to find out, and he didn't see that he had much choice. As the night deepened he put the helmet and her disk onto her head and watched as the writing commenced.
She was heavily restrained, but struggled against the bonds as the rewriter took hold before she passed out.
As Batman took the helmet from her head he heard feet tread behind him. "J'onn." He said, not turning around.
"Batman. What happened?"
Batman took off his cowl and looked deep into the Manhunter's eyes.
"He beat me, J'onn. He might be dead," he indicated Prometheus' corpse lying on a table. "But he beat me. And the worse part of it is, I don't know if he planned his own death or not."
J'onn was shocked. He hadn't seen Batman this broken since Bane had taken him out and broken his back. "He's dead, Bruce. We're picking up the pieces and the world is calming down. You beat him!"
"Then why do I think that he's sitting somewhere, right at this minute, laughing at me?" Bruce asked.
Where did Black Canary go?
"HaHaHaHaHa" laughed Prometheus as he took off his helmet. Canary stood back from him while he stood up and looked around.
"Well, it worked! I am now my own son!"
Canary was stunned, and reflected on the last few hours.
She had set off from the house at a rate of knots, breaking every speed limit on the quiet roads. The bike Prometheus had given her was powerful: more powerful certainly than her own bike. But Canary lived for speed, and once she hit the interstate she opened it up, full throttle.
She slowed down as she approached the suburbs of New York. What was usually a five hour journey she had made in two hours! She saw a few lights had started up again and traffic lights were flashing yellow: the power was back on. She made her way through the suburb until she arrived at the motel: an uninspiring building with unkempt grounds and graffiti on some of the walls. She walked up to a ground floor apartment and tried the door: it was open and she walked straight in.
A young man sat there: he must have been about sixteen, thought Canary, with his arm around a too-skinny girl. Her hand was stroking his cock - it certainly was an impressive cock, Canary had to admit while they watched the television. Pictures of the Joker's triumph over Batman and his allies were being broadcast.
They looked up in shock as she entered and the girl released his cock. "What the fuck do you want?" she demanded as Canary walked up to the couch. He meanwhile was busy stuffing his dick back in his pants with one hand while grabbing something down one of the sides of the couch with the other.
Canary's fist flew out, catching the woman square on the jaw and knocking her off the couch, unconscious immediately while her foot flew out to the side and knocked the gun the young man was bringing around to bear on her out of his hand.
He lunged at her but Canary dodged the blow and grabbed him by the shoulders, throwing him around and back into the couch. He landed with a thump and looked up at her. "What do you want, bitch?"
"I've got a present from your father." Canary replied
"Hell, I ain't got a father. Grew up in an Orphanage. You've got the wrong man, girlie. But come sit on my cock and I'll forgive you!"
Canary smiled. He wasn't bad looking, she thought, but his manner was disgusting. Added to the fact that the room was a pig-sty and he obviously hadn't washed himself for a long time, and he had a better chance of waking up his bitch in the next hour than he did of screwing her! He was quite tall and skinny, and had a thick mop of unkempt dark brown hair on his head. A scrawny mess on his face told her that he was trying to grow a beard, but that he was failing miserably.
She pulled the backpack off her back and took out the box.
"This is for you."
Curious, he reached out and took it. He opened the letter on the box.
"What's this say?" he asked, handing it to her.
Canary realized that he couldn't read! She took the letter and read: "My son. I realize that you have had a terrible life, and that I haven't been there for you. With my passing, I leave you this. When you put it on you will gain all of my knowledge, all of my riches and all of my women. Enjoy, Prometheus."
Canary kept her face impassive as she read the letter. What the hell was Prometheus up to here, she wondered.
The boy ripped open the box and pulled out the helmet. As he placed it on his head it whirred to life and the boy went rigid in shock as his brain was rewritten, then relaxed as he passed out from the process.
Ten minutes later he had woken up and taken the helmet from his head. His hair was now pearly-white and his face had assumed a look of wisdom and intelligence that the young man previously had never had..
Back in the present he stood up and looked around. He noted the girl lying on the floor. "Did you kill her?" he asked.
Canary shook her head. "Prometheus?" she asked.
"Yes, it is I, Dinah. This was my first son, from a dalliance I had when I was a boy dabbling in the dark arts. She was older than me, but not that much older. I found out about my son about two years later on my return from the East: that his mother had given him up for adoption but that his wild nature had ensured that he spend most of his youth in an orphanage. Now, though, he will own the world, for I am he!"
Canary was shocked as he grabbed her and threw her onto the couch, landing on top of her and kissing her passionately. She recognized the kiss.
"God, Prometheus! It really is you!" she said and kissed him back with an equal ferocity.
His hands reached behind her back and undid the clasps that held her top together, and then pulled it around and then over her head. His mouth moved down to her breasts immediately and started sucking and teasing them. She gasped at his touch but was able to bring her feet up, over his body, and take off her boots while he worked.
His tongue trailed down her body to her navel while his hands unbuttoned the top of her leathers. Once unbuttoned he pulled the top of her pants open and down, revealing her sheer, lace panties. He smiled as he kissed her clit through the panties before pulling those down too. His tongue worked wonders on her sex while he pulled her pants down then off around her ankles.
"God, Prometheus!" gasped Canary. "I love your tongue." And then she gasped into silence as he put a finger up inside her. She tried to raise her hips a little, to move her sex closer to his tongue and magic fingers but couldn't as he pressed his face down on her muff. Her pants finally came off over her feet and Prometheus leapt upwards, landing on her chest while he quickly shook off the old tracksuit pants. She gasped as she felt his cock at the entrance to her cunt while he ripped off his shirt and threw that away.
Her legs went around his hips, crossing at the back and she pushed herself forward, forcing him into her. She smiled as she heard him gasp at the sensation before the waves of pleasure she was now feeling from his thrusting consumed her. She gasped with the realization that the son was bigger than the father, and the father had been big enough! Her breasts heaved with her heavy breathing as she gasped and felt the approach of her orgasm, but then Prometheus stopped.
He remained still and silent for a second before asking: "Have you gotten tighter or have I become bigger?"
With a smile she replied, "You've gotten bigger! You were big, but now you're bigger!"
Prometheus smiled. "Shit, I've made myself even more perfect!" he said before restarting his thrusting.
Dinah lost herself again in the rhythm of his love and forgot time as she felt his sex ploughing into and then out of her again. She could feel the couch under her get wet as her juices flowed freely from the multiples of orgasms she was having: she tried to hold them back but couldn't as his every touch seemed to thrill her more and make her cum again.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of love-making he thrust hard into and exploded within her. He gasped at the power of his own orgasm while she suddenly felt her final orgasm jump up and pounce on her, consuming her totally as her body went rigid and every muscle in her body tensed against itself.
He felt her orgasm (the neighbours felt her orgasm!) and thrust a couple more times before coming to rest on top of her.
They lay there for a few minutes more, recovering and savouring the feel of their bodies against each other.
"Are you my toy boy now?" giggled Black Canary.
"Only if you're my Mrs Robinson" said Prometheus in response.
They were distracted by the sound of the girl coming to. She groaned loudly and said "Shit!" as she propped her hands on the floor in order to push herself up. Prometheus swung off Dinah, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek as be stood up and walked over to the girl who was now kneeling on her hands and knees, shaking her head to try and clear away the stars in her vision. Prometheus went down on the floor with a thud, his hands either side of her and his knees kneeling behind her.
Before she could react he thrust forward, straight into her naked backside.
"Uuugh!" she gasped. "Tommy, what th.. Ugh! ..e heck are y. Ugh! ... ou doing Ugh!" She tried to speak as he thrust in and out of her arse.
He grabbed under her chest and hoisted her around while thrusting from behind until he pushed her down again. She was kneeling right in front of Dinah's pussy.
"Lick!" he ordered, pinching her nipple hard.
She gasped at the pain then dutifully set her head forward and started to eat and lap at Dinah's juices. She grunted as her head was thrust into the pussy by the weight of Prometheus crashing into her behind, smearing Canary's juices around her face and on her nose. Canary gasped and groaned at this new sensation and grabbed both of her breasts with her hands and started rubbing her nipples with her thumb.
Within a few minutes of her own and the girl's stimulation she was cuming hard, and the girl was lapping it up. Prometheus meanwhile had switched holes and was ramming her cunt now. The girl started gasping and groaning over Canary's cunt while she licked, and as Prometheus gave one final hard push into and his cockhead exploded, she came: her body shuddered and she raised her head and groaned loudly as the orgasm enveloped her. Then she collapsed on the floor as Prometheus withdrew and stood up.
He quickly showered then went through the room, searching for something to wear. Canary showered while he searched and returned, putting back on her biking clothes while Prometheus put on a pair of jeans, a T-Shirt and some trainers.
The girl sat watching them: she had put a towel around her chest and was sitting on the couch, not saying a word while they quickly and quietly dressed.
Prometheus took $200 from Canary and walked over to the girl and put in her hand. He kissed her on the forehead and walked out of the door. Canary followed him. "I'm surprised you didn't ice her, Prometheus." She said as they walked towards her bike.
"My son was fond of her. besides, she's pregnant and the chances are she's carrying my grandchild. As I did my Son, I'll keep an eye on her from a distance."
Cars were reappearing on the roads as normality started returning slowly to the city as they pulled out from the Motel. We'll ride for a few hours until evening, get some new clothes then stop for the night. We've got a hard day's driving tomorrow."
"Where are we going?" Asked Canary.
"Florida." Came the reply.
Chapter 23
The plane screamed low and fast over the waves as the girls headed South and East from the American seaboard. They were silent for the most part: Barbara concentrated on piloting the plane while Supergirl and Batgirl sat wondering what the future held for them and Prometheus.
After Two hours they had crossed over a couple of Caribbean Islands, and Oracle shouted back: "Get ready to eject, girls!"
Supergirl buckled herself in properly and braced her arms around Batgirl. She looked out of the window and briefly saw a small volcanic island below before the pilot hatch blew off and the three occupants found themselves hurled upwards and away from the jet. As the seats reached the top of their propelled flight path parachutes opened and they started a gentle descent towards the island below.
Supergirl looked closer at the island. It was about five miles square, she guessed, with the main feature being a dormant volcano in the centre of the island about three thousand feet high. Most of the island was steep slope, with the exception of the Western side where the volcano formed a massive cliff. Below the cliff-face was a flat area with a few rough houses built amongst the trees that grew there. The plain opened onto a sandy beach onto which white tipped waves broke.
They landed on the beach and unstrapped themselves.
"Wow, this is gorgeous!" exclaimed Oracle.
Batgirl took off her costume and stood on the beach in her bra and underpants while she looked around. Obviously it had been a little warm for her, thought Supergirl as Oracle led them into the trees.
They walked past a house. Supergirl noted that the house looked worn: the white paint on the walls was badly stained and bushes grew haphazardly against it. But structurally it was fine. A peek inside showed that there were no leaks in the roof and the paint internally was clean.
They walked past half a dozen such structures while approaching the cliff face. Finally they approached a cave.
"Where are we going, Barbara?" asked Supergirl as they approached the cave face.
"I don't know!" she replied. "All I know is that this is where Prometheus wants us to go."
They entered the cave and Oracle went to a section of the wall and pressed. The wall recessed where she had pushed and the back of the cave raised: a large house behind the panel was revealed to them there as lights flickered on.
They walked forward open-mouthed at this spectacle. It was a large three storey house built inside the cave. Various openings in the rock face above them let in natural light but the floodlights which lit the cave gave off sunlight like light, and shrubs and bushes grew around in a carefully manicured pattern.
They walked into the house and were amazed by the luxuriousness of the furnishings and the quality of the finishings. Oracle walked into the study and smiled as she saw the computer sitting there. It activated as soon as she entered the room and the room and she sat straight down at the desk and started playing.
Finishing their exploration, Supergirl and Batgirl walked down to the beach. They stripped off their remaining clothes and went for a swim in the warm ocean.
Four days later..
The three girls were lying on the beach, working on their tans. They hadn't heard anything from Prometheus yet, but they knew he would arrive soon: after all, he had said he would. The buzzing of a motorboat engine roused Supergirl (she had better hearing than the others) and she looked up to see a large black dot approaching the island, still some distance away. She tapped the others on their shoulders and pointed at the approaching shape.
As it loomed closer it was obvious that there were two people on board; closer still and they saw the shock of gray hair that they recognized as Prometheus'. They recognized his companion, Black Canary (wearing a bikini top and a sarong around her waist) as well. They smiled and waved.
The boat charged forward and ramped up the beach thirty metres before coming to a stop and tilting onto its side. The young man jumped from the boat and ran towards the three girls. They stopped running towards him in shock.
"Who the fuck are you?" asked Supergirl, incredulously.
He ran up to her first and kissed her full on the mouth. She struggled at first but in seconds all resistance faded and she stood there, being held up in his arms as the only part of her body able to move were her tongue and lips.
"Prometheus!" she gasped as he released her and she fell to the sand. He ran up to Batgirl next and did the same. Finally Oracle was greeted by his kiss and she too fell to the sand in shock.
Supergirl had had a second to recover. "How.?" she gasped
"I just borrowed my good for nothing son's body from him. He was wasting it anyway. Now Batman believes me dead and I've regained my youth! Plus, of course." he lowered his short pants around his feet and stepped out of them, and took off his shirt.
"Ohmigod!" Gasped Oracle. "You've grown!"
Batgirl's reaction was slightly less subtle. From a standing leap she landed with her feet around his waist and her arms around his neck. She kissed him deeply while he felt his cock grow rock-hard and then dipped herself onto him. She raised and lowered herself onto him eagerly while he walked. more like staggered towards the water. Her hands were all over the back of his head while she kissed him deeply and pressed her breasts against his chest. She gasped suddenly as, waist deep in the water, he dipped them below the surface. They continued kissing underwater and she gasped as suddenly she came. She tried to suck in air to scream but remembered quickly that she was underwater. He thrust upwards and crashed through the surface of the water with her as she opened her mouth in her silent scream while he continued pumping her from below. He continued to ravage her pussy mercilessly as he pounded into her again and again while waves crashed around them.
Batgirl came again, harder and almost lost her grip on him as the waves of ecstasy rolled over her. Her head reached back as she closed her eyes and savoured the orgasmic rush that enveloped her again and again until they faded. Then she felt him start thrusting harder and she gasped as she felt his cock swell inside her. As she felt his cockhead explode inside she came again and as he thrust again, one.. two.. three more times she passed out and let go of his shoulders. Her legs fell away from his hips and he caught her before she fell under the sea.
He walked out of the sea smiling at the three ladies waiting there and put her down on the dry sand.
As he stood up Supergirl put her arms around him and kissed him deeply. "Mmmmm" she murmured happily as he fell to the ground on top of her and was inside her immediately. She was amazed at the feeling of this new cock inside her - it wasn't that much bigger, but inside her it felt ten times the size. She lost herself in the feeling as they lay there on the sand, waves crashing on the beach and washing over them while they panted and groaned at each other's touches and thrusts. Neither of the pair was on top for any length of time as they rolled around in the waves, with each new thrust seeming to rub into Linda in a different way and driving her closer to the edge.
But she held on and refused to tip over the edge into her orgasm despite the fact that the pressure seemed to be building massively with each new thrust into her. He meanwhile gasped as his cock seemed to find new sensation in every thrust: his larger new size seemed to sense the inside of her cunt so much better than the old one he thought, and as he thought that he felt his balls suddenly contract and with a hard thrust he spewed his cum into her.
"Gaaah!" she gasped as she felt his cum wash into her and came herself, gripping him tightly and coaxing every drop of his cum out of his balls before collapsing back on the beach.
A wave crashed over them, soaking them and cooling them a little as they lay there panting on the beach. Finally he staggered off her.
The sun was low in the horizon as he took Oracle in a warm embrace and kissed her deeply. Oracle smiled as she felt his cock grow hard yet again. "Mmmm, the exuberance of youth!" she murmured while his mouth trailed down her neck and his fingers started rubbing her clitoris.
She pushed him over onto a towel and as he hit the ground landed on top of him, sinking his shaft deep inside her immediately. She closed her eyes and isolated the feeling of the cock inside her while she raised and lowered herself. She could almost see it there: this long hard shaft deep inside her, rubbing up against the walls of her sex and sending little messages of pleasure everywhere it touched. She focused on the muscles she could feel around his cock and moved them, contracting and expanding in various places as his cock moved deeper, then out of her again.
Canary came back from carrying Supergirl to her bed in the house and smiled as she sat down and watched the two lovers: Prometheus had been fucking her raw for the last three days, and while she loved his cock and adored the orgasms he gave her she was glad to take a short break. She heard Oracle gasp louder as her orgasm began to build on top of him and Dinah smiled as her loud gasps gave way to screams of pleasure before her mouth opened in one long, loud scream as she came.
Prometheus smiled as he looked into her face while she sat on top of him, eyes closed and mouth open while screaming loudly as her orgasm raged through her. She continued her pumping and her scream diminished until it continued with it's rhythmic sound, uttered in sound with every thrust she made until he saw her begin to tense again. Her screams once again grew louder until she gasped in surprise as he flipped her over and landed on top of her, with his cock not leaving her once. Her gasps, screams and moans continued as he thrust into her faster and faster as he felt his own orgasm building.
Her orgasm pushed him over the edge - her arms gripped him around the back while her legs curled around and gripped him around his backside as he thrust into her and his cockhead exploded once more. He gasped at the pleasure of the feeling of her erect nipples pointing into his chest, her fingernails raking into his back, her mouth open and kissing his and his own cock sending his seed into the womb of this canal of pleasure underneath him.
They lay there for a few minutes as they tried to recover the strength to stand up. Finally he rolled off her and pushed himself up. Canary lent Oracle a hand to get up and they walked, the three of them, hand in hand towards the cliff face.
Epilogue.
A year had passed. Prometheus could not help but smile as be lay in bed with three beautiful young ladies. He still had a debt to clear, for this island, but that could wait a little longer. Bain was a patient man and he knew that he was good for it. Canary was on nursery duty that night, leaving him in peace with the three other ladies. They had all borne him a child by now, except for Dinah who had given him twins. All were eager to give him more children as well. Someday soon he would have to start looking for a bigger island!
He was still considering what to do with the information he held. It didn't feel right to sell it. Maybe he would use it..
The last year had gone quickly, but he was starting to get bored again. The island was self-sufficient. What they couldn't farm they fished, and he had to admit it was remarkably efficient.
But he had a duty to the world, to further destroy the symbols of justice. Never mind that these symbols were bearing his chaotic offspring. he could do more.
Batman had kept a low profile following his failure. Nightwing and Robin had both left Gotham: Nightwing back to Bludhaven and Robin back to school. Stephanie had given up her Spoiler guise, traumatized by her rape and humiliation, and had left town. Prometheus knew where she was though.
Batman had left the league and dedicated himself more to Gotham. He had become even more relentless in his dealings with the criminal underworld and a strange peace had arrived in Gotham, no doubt helped by the disappearance of the Joker. A few heists to make her new visage known, with her partner Harley and she had disappeared. Prometheus smiled: she had indeed have quadruplets, and for some reason named them Jack, Tim, Richard and Bruce. She should be reappearing soon, thought Prometheus.
It had been a good year. he wondered idly what the next year would bring.
The End.?