Stephanie Brown and Cassandra Cain-Wayne lay sprawled together on the thin blue foam of the foldaway sparring mats. Cass was stroking Steph's long blonde hair while Steph had propped herself up on an elbow to look down the length of Cass's lean athletic body. Steph idly wondered if she should read any significance into the fact that her naked body was lit by a beam of brilliant Gotham morning sun while Cass's was still in the shade.
"Wow!"
Steph flopped back onto the mat and turned to look at Cass. This wasn't the first time this morning Steph had emitted an inarticulate "wow", nor might it be the last. She had just had sex for the very first time and it had been better than anything she had ever dared imagine. And it had been with a girl. And that girl had been Cass. And they were both wearing silver collars with pulsing hearts.
"Cass, I know that was kind of weird. And hot, mostly incredibly hot. But..."
Steph had to look away. Looking into Cass's blue eyes was robbing her of the will to do anything else.
"Cass, I love you."
"I love you too."
The feeling that blossomed in Steph's heart and seemed to spread like a pleasant heat through her whole body at Cass's words so was so intensely pleasurable it reminded Steph of one of the orgasms she'd just experienced for the first time in her life. But it wasn't physical, not really, it was her soul. Somehow she knew the hearts on her collar and Cass's were blazing brightly.
Steph turned and rolled atop Cass to kiss her. Cass had already read the desire in Steph's body and had shifted a litte so she was positioned perfectly. They kissed for what seemed like hours but could only have been minutes until the contact with Cass's bare body couldn't help but ignite Steph's passion.
"Can we do it again? I mean, can I make love to you again? I want to if you want to."
"Yes. Not yet."
Cass tapped the silver collar she was wearing and Steph understood immediately what she meant. They were heroes and they had a duty. She reluctantly stood. She'd expected to be stiff or tired but she was neither, despite her exertions with Cass having been far more energetic than any sparring session. Another small mystery to add to the pile.
Naked and unashamed, Steph walked over to the small table she'd put her cellphone on before she'd begun sparring with Cass. It lay atop a muddle of textbooks she and Cass had checked out of Gotham University's student library. That interrupted sparring session seemed so long ago she'd been a different person. The time on the phone said it had been a little under two hours ago.
"Hey, Oracle," Steph mimed speaking to the distant comrade/boss as she unlocked her phone and then started entering the secret sequence to contact Oracle and assure her it wasn't a trap. "Steph and I were collared by a weird lady intruder and when we woke up we had great sex and now we're girlfriends. Thought you should know."
"Don't ring!"
Cass had pulled herself up too and was arranging herself on the sofa in a lotus position. Steph frowned as she heard the strange and beautiful harmonies and melodies that wrapped around Cass's words and made them even sweeter despite their brevity. Cass was right. Maybe they were booby-trapped with the collars or something? Steph switched to sending a message, tapping away with practiced speed. She tried not to imagine Cass's boobies and anything to do with them being trapped between her lips but it was hard.
"Female intruder dressed like cosplay goddess in Cass apartment. Voice made us unconscious. Not sure if magic or tech."
Steph hesitated. If she told Oracle about the collars she'd send someone like Mr Terrific or Zatanna or both to try and take them off. And she did not want anyone interrupting her or Cass. She needed a lot of special time with Cass. And... And she didn't want anyone trying to take her collar at all. Somehow she could feel Cass's love thrumming through it and it felt wonderful.
"Girlfriends. Like that."
"Girlfriends. Oh Cass, we're girlfriends and lovers and I don't know what else. But I want to find out."
"We're OK. Will investigate here and alert you if we find anything."
"I told Oracle about what happened." That wasn't a lie. Steph's phone buzzed. Did Oracle sleep? "And she's already replied. She'll keep her eyes and ears open for any more reports, attack or connected crimes. In the meantime we're to hold position."
Steph tossed her phone back on to the small table and advanced towards Cass in what she hoped was a sexy, sultry or at least slutty strut. Hell, it wasn't as if Cass wouldn't know what she meant. But a girlfriend had to show some effort.
"On your front, Black Bat. There are some things I want to see if I can kiss better."
With a huge grin on her normally serious face and eager obedience Cass unfolded herself from her lotus position and lay on her front on the sofa. Apparently Steph wasn't the only one making an effort as Cass gave her a come hither look that made Steph distinctly wobble before laughing in gleeful anticipation she sped up her pace from (maybe-)sexy strut to (definitely-)slutty sprint to pounce atop Cass. The sofa cushions took most of the force anyway.
Cass's back was a tracery of scars, all carefully positioned so that they would be invisible beneath most clothes. Her father had given them to her. Grazing shots from bullets aimed by a master assassin and used to train her not to flinch under gunfire or when subjected to pain. Steph's hands slowly worked their way between sofa cushions and Cass's tits. As she kissed her away up and down each scar in turn her own pert breasts slid against Cass's butt cheeks.
Steph could never forgive the man who had done this to Cass, but she loved the woman these scars had helped to make.
"Mmm, Oracle told us to hold position," Steph said as she positioned herself to begin kissing another scar. "How about we just stay where we are and try every position we can, oh yes, we can think of?"
Cass's hadn't been idle beneath Steph's kisses. One hand was between her legs pleasuring herself. And one marvellously strong leg was raised behind her. Steph had just slid her slick cunt lips along it and found just how enjoyable that was. Now she was sliding herself up and down it faster and more urgently.
"I love your body, Cass. I love you."
"Yes. Love you."
* * *
Cass was on her hands and knees on the sofa, Steph draped tightly over her. Steph's fingers and thumb were still inside Cass and herself. Even though they'd each called out in the ecstasy of the last orgasm their bodies could manage for now, Steph was reluctant to admit it and pull the digits from their slowly leaking cunts. Instead she nuzzled her head against Cass's neck and enjoyed the vibrations of Cass's breathing as transmitted by Steph's thumb into her now almost too-sensitive pussy. Idly Steph wondered if a double-dildo or strap-on would feel even better.
"Batwoman!" Cass called.
"And I'm Atlee." A new voice preppy and bright.
Surprised Steph looked up, the movement enough to pull her thumb out of her cunt. Cass was already moving to sit back on her haunches and the movement pulled Steph's fingers loose with a squelch. Steph moved to kneel with breasts flattened against her girlfriend's back.
Regarding the Batgirls from the door that lead to the apartment's bedrooms were a tall incredibly pale red-head and a shorter more curvaceous blonde. Cass must have read the red-head's movements to unmask her secret identity. Steph only half-recognised her as a socialite who sometimes moved in similar circles to Bruce Wayne. Name forgotten. That meant the blonde must be Atlee. Power Girl had a friend called Atlee, the new Terra. Was this her? It seemed plausible.
"Call me Kate, Kate Kane" Batwoman said.
Batwoman was dressed in a white silk nightgown like a celebrity from the 1930s, it's pink tint emphasising the paleness of her skin.
"Er, and I'm also Terra," Atlee confirmed.
Terra was dressed in only a black t-shirt that said Starrware in a circular logo.
More importantly both women were wearing the same silver collars as Steph and Cass had woken in. They showed the same pink hearts and they pulsed in time with one another. Some part of Steph's mind was wondering if the collars were why she was completely unashamed and unconcerned that two superheroines had just walked in on her having sex (all right, just having finished having sex) with Cass. But she didn't care that they'd seen. Or rather she was proud. Proud that they'd seen the physical manifestation of the overwhelming love she felt for Cass and proud that they could see just how amazingly hot her naked girlfriend was.
"Hi, I'm Steph and this is Cass. Spoiler and Black Bat. Batgirls."
But mostly Steph was marvelling at the love she felt for these two women. As each had spoken she had recognised the same harmonies and tones that patterned her and Cass's words. And she knew that these two women loved each other, and they loved her and Cass. Only an echo of what she felt for Cass, but still powerful.
"You are beautiful," Cass said.
"Oh, thank you, so are both of you. You're so lovely..."
For a while they contemplated each other, enjoying the lust they felt for one another but uncertain of what to do. Eventually Batwoman shook her head and spoke.
"I am to be your teacher. I am to teach you all the ways you can show your love to one another. And to teach you how to share the love we have with more who deserve it."
Cass looked on as if expecting more, Steph looked puzzled and would doubtless be asking more questions soon. Batwoman took a different approach, walking forward and shedding her nightgown. She stood with her hands clasped behind her back like a soldier at ease and allowed the two younger women to admire her body.
"The first lesson for today. Don't be ashamed of who you are. Remember those who love you will accept you."
Just as surprised as the others Terra took a few moments to react and then she hurried forward to stand a pace behind Batwoman and crossed her arms to pull her t-shirt over her head and drop it on the floor behind her. She was naked too.
Without hesitation Cass and Steph stood, and briefly hand-in-hand walked over to join the other two women. Hands touched warm flesh, lips found unfamiliar lips and soon Cass was kissing, and carressing, and groping and fondling the Batwoman. Their bodies were both lean and muscled but Kate Kane was a full head taller than Cass.
"Mmm, yes, that's better than an apple for teacher."
Steph for her part was exploring Atlee's body as Atlee explored hers. She couldn't help comparing Atlee to her girlfriend. Atlee was more or less the same height as Cass, maybe a little taller. Her face was round and open and her smiling lips with plusher and fuller. In fact her whole body was softer and curvier than Cass's and her breasts were much bigger, each tit too big for one hand to contain. The contrast was arousing, as was imagining the two raven-haired women making love while she watched.
"Do you know the story of the first Sirens?" asked Batwoman.
"No ma'am," said Atlee. Cass just shook her head without letting words interrupt her suckling at Kate's teat.
"I think so, ma'am" Steph said a little nervously, a strand of saliva still linking her mouth to Terra's tit. "They lured sailors to their deaths on jagged rocks in the sea by singing to them. Odysseus got past them by stopping his men's ears up with wax. And he had himself lashed to the mast so he could hear them but couldn't go to them."
"Are we like that?" Atlee asked aghast, hands flying to the collar around her neck. "That would be terrible!"
Batwoman pulled Terra away from Steph and into a kiss to comfort her. Steph and Cass looked on keenly as Batwoman reassured and at the same time gently dominated the woman with the power to control and move rock. Steph found the answer had cooled her ardor.
"No, we're nothing like that," Batwoman broke the kiss, "So why do the legends say that? Steph, you seem to have learned these stories. How do the myths say the Amazons had children?"
"Well, ma'am, in one version the Amazons would go to war and take men as slaves. Then they'd have sex with the men and kill them and any boy babies."
"Wonder Woman's an Amazon. Does that sound like her? Or her mother? The ancient Greeks were good and bad. And part of the bad was they were terrified of powerful women. Especially women who didn't 'need' them. They spread lies about the Amazons and they spread lies about the Sirens too."
There was a loud phew of relief from Atlee, but even Cass and Steph looked a bit sheepish as they relaxed.
"The collars we wear open our hearts to the natural love between women. They fill our voices with our love. Love that was always there though sometimes hidden. The Greeks believed there were many types of love. Philia between friends, or storge like child for parent. Now we feel eros, the love for one another's bodies. It prepares the way and nurtures agape, the strongest love. The love between souls. Steph and Cass, you already feel it for one another and I can feel its echo so powerful and beautiful thrumming in my collar and my soul."
Cass and Steph kissed passionately and they heard Atlee and Kate moan in simultaneous pleasure at the sight and the sensation shared through their silver collars. Both Terra and Batwoman's hands slipped down to their slits.
"Uh, we will never feel alone again. Never lack for love. Yes! We should share this. Oh yes! Share it with the other heroines. None deserve it more."
Cass and Steph broke their kiss as the certainty that what Batwoman said was righteous and good filled their hearts. Unsteadily and reluctantly Atlee and Kate ceased masturbating.
"Uh, we told Oracle what had happened. Sort of. We didn't know..."
"You did what you thought was right. Never stop doing what's right. You're not mind-controlled. Your consciences are still your own. When you share our love it must be your decision who and how. Oracle will come to understand that too, though not yet."
"What about Supergirl?" Steph offered relieved that she hadn't wrecked their mission before it had begun. "She really is super. I have such a girl crush on her. Though now I know I'm gay," she smiled happily at her soon-to-be-lovers and especially Cass, "I suppose it's just a regular crush."
"Zatanna," said Cass. "Here in Gotham. Powerful."
"Power Girl," said Atlee in an explosion of enthusiasm she'd barely managed to contain while her new friends made their suggestions. "She's powerful too. And I love her."
The heart on Terra's silver collar pulsed a brilliant pink as she said 'love' and the melodic overtones in her voice became almost painfully pure. Kate, Cass and Steph all felt a flicker of that love through their bond and they felt a little emptier when it passed. Eros and agape combined in a powerful cocktail.
"She's kind too," Cass said somehow knowing it beyond doubt.
"And hot," Kate added with a smile.
"And she has huge tits!" Steph emphasised her words by twisting her hands in front of her chest as if over unlikely mounds. "What? We were all thinking it."
Kate and Cass started laughing, as much at Steph's comically exaggerated wounded expression as at her words. But Atlee ploughed irrepressibly on.
"She is! She does! And her tits are so big and soft. And when you snuggle up against her side she's so warm and strong and you'll feel safe and loved like me."
Batwoman smiled. Her own natural inclination and those of these other beautiful young women was to rush out and share their love. They were superheroines and this was a chance for them to make sure their friends and colleagues and heroes never felt alone again but would bask in pure love.
But they weren't a team yet. That would take time but Batwoman knew how to plant the seed and start it growing quickly. She understood too that she had been chosen as teacher because she was willing to lead where the others might not think or want to follow.
"No," she said quietly, and her excited students stopped naming candidates to love at once. "We need to have an orgy. You know it too, don't you Atlee?"
"Yes," Atlee responded after a moment's thought, surprising herself. She wanted to see Steph and Cass sucking Karen's nipples so badly. "We need to have some fun right now. To bond us properly. I don't just want to taste your nectar again and compare it to Steph and Cass's. It's what we need to do."
"Steph, lie down on your back on the mats. Cass parallel to her but the other way."
"Yes, ma'am!"
Stepth complied eagerly, not entirely sure what was about to happen but eager to find out. Her heart was beating fast, her nipples were stiff and she could feel the growing wetness between her legs. Cass lay down a few feet away. She had the advantage of being able to read Batwoman's intent in the way she moved and held herself.
"Atlee, offer your cunt to Steph and your mouth to Cass. I'll do the reverse."
"YAY!"
Steph took one more happy look at Cass, grin of anticipation meeting smirk of delight and then Batwoman's breath was warm on her thighs and above her Terra crawled forward till Steph was looking up at her gorgeous pussy. Cass had a thick bush of black pubic hair but Atlee's was carefully trimmed into a neat black triangle. Kate's cunt was hairless; it must have been waxed. Stepth looked forward to finding out which she prefered. Right now Steph giggled as she ran a finger through Atlee's hair. An oval within had been carefully trimmed bald and Steph could guess who that was homage to.
"Mmm," Steph moaned as Batwoman's kisses on her thighs reached her pussy lips and a tongue began to probe teasingly at them. Steph pulled Atlee down. She smelt wonderfully of the sex she'd had with Batwoman. Terra was already wet and ready as Steph gently slid a finger into her and licked around and across her clit.
Then the orgy began and the four women made love to one another.
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