Christmas Eve, Gotham City,
No one paid attention to the old man in a Santa jacket ringing the bell on the street corner. No one on the roof tops tonight did…
Dick was angry at Babs, just because Kori had come by to visit, didn’t mean anything… And Kori was a nudist by nature really. Babs would probably flip her lid if she heard about the last friendship fuck he had had with Raven! That is when he saw her.
Selina wasn’t “shopping,” she was just out for a stroll in full Catwoman mode. Part of that entailed being alert on the prowl. She had sensed the costumed do-gooder before she had spotted him and was ready for the fight, the chase, the fight redux and her escape.
“As if you haven’t done enough to get on the naughty list Catwoman!” Nightwing called.
“Just add this to my tab!” Catwoman kicked Nightwing in the chest.
“Shouldn’t you be spending the night with your boyfriend Bruce Wayne or something?” Nightwing asked.
“Do I look like the kind of kitty happy to let someone put a collar on me?” Catwoman tossed Nightwing from a grapple and jumped over the ledge of the rooftop.
Nightwing chased Catwoman down the fire escapes to the alley below and then throw the factory door. Catwoman kicked in the factory door and rushed into the factory only to get close-lined by a Christmas tree. Nightwing rushed in behind her only to be close-lined in turned.
In behind them walked the fat man in a Santa suit with a grin. He plucked two ornaments from the tree and held them to the fallen Gotham characters’ faces and crushed them, releasing a mist that the pair breathed in.
“You two have been very naughty to some very nice people,” the Santa said with a dark grin, “Get up and come over here and have a seat.”
Both costumed figures rose and walked over to the pair of chair that looked like the Joker had made them for a Christmas hostage execution. The Santa waved his hands over the pair and their cloths disappeared. Then the Santa clapped his hands and Chairs came to life, nipple clamps reached around and attached themselves to the naked character, butt plugs pushed into their bottoms, wrist and ankle cuffs secured the pair to the chairs, a vibrator and clip stimulator mounted Selina while a penis pump engulfed Dick. Finally a helmets with blind fold visors and ear muffs mounted the pair’s heads. With a snicker the Santa stuck a black and grey candy cane in Selina’s mouth and a blue and yellow one in Dicks.
“You two are going to make for great Christmas presents.”
*
Christmas Eve, San Francisco
Madam Hydra walked into the hotel room and was shocked to see the Christmas Tree, obviously it was a trap and put there by AIM or SHEILD. She pulled out her machine pistol and fired into the tree from a distance waiting for it to explode or release its’ poison gas. She was surprised that nothing happened.
“Bah, Humbug!” she muttered to herself as she reached in her coat pocket and grabbed a mini candy cane from the hotel lobby.
She didn’t pay attention to its black and yellow color, but she did notice that it was starting to grow in her mouth. At the same time, it was releasing a fluid into her mouth that prevented her from caring.
“You have been a very naughty girl,” Santa said as he walked into the hotel room, “Here breath this in.”
Santa held an ornament in front of the woman and crushed it in his palm. She breathed in the fumes. Santa snapped his fingers and the wrecked tree turned into another chair like the ones Selina Kyle and Dick Grayson were sitting in back in Gotham. Santa waved his hands over the enthralled woman and ushered her nude body to the chair. Taking her seat, Santa clapped and the chair came to life wrapping around her and mounting stimulators and penitrators into each of her erogenous zones. With a snap of Santa’s fingers Madam Hydra was bombarded with images.
Her and Logan making love, pleasure, her and Logan fighting, torment, her and other men, torment, her and Logan cuddling on a couch, pleasure…
*
Gotham City
Dick felt a shock to his dick, ass and nipples with each image of him and any girl but Barbara, but felt intense pleasure at the idea of Barbara and him. In particular, Barbara being the loving mistress and Dick being the love slave.
Next to him, Selina was being programed to be Bruce Wayne / Batman’s lover while she was getting shocked at the replays of her criminal activities.
*
Christmas Morning, New York City
Logan woke with a start, he was supposed to be alone in the hotel room. He was visiting Laura for Christmas and her apartment was too small, he had gone to bed alone…
“Baby,” the familiar woman’s voice cooed, “What do you say we recreate the morning after our wedding?”
Logan looked at the woman next to him, the first thing he was the old style wedding ring on the woman’s hand then he saw the woman, black hair with green wash, the unnatural green eyes, no makeup this time but a lustful smile. Viper, also known as Madam Hydra!
“You know for the life of me,” she giggled, “Why did I want to stop being Mrs. Ophelia Logan? We were so great together James!”
“And what about Madam Hydra?” Logan asked.
“I sent them my two weeks’ notice and made a deal with an elf,” Ophelia snickered, “They have already forgotten all about it and by the end of the week we will have too!”
*
Christmas Morning, Wayne Manor, New York City
Bruce woke to find a woman startling his lap. He opened his eyes as looked at Selina in a very kinky Christmas lingerie set. She wore red and green cat ears, a red rubber corset stripped green, red rubber stockings and opera gloves and a black leather collar with a little bat emblem attached to it.
“This little kitty has been naughty and needs to be nice to her lovely Bat,” Selina purred.
*
Christmas Morning, Clock Tower, New York City
Barbara walked into the kitchen following the smell of coffee. She stopped and gawked at what she saw. Dick Grayson kneeling next to her table with breakfast laid out on the table for one. She walked around him looking at him. A little red rubber thong, a red rubber Santa hat, black knee boots, and a bow tie collar with a bat-girl emblem dangling from it. In his mouth was a red leather leash with a note attached to it.
Barbara took the note and read it.
“Merry Christmas my little puppy!” She recited.
Dick snapped too and started acting like a dog.
“Merry Christmas Dickie,” Barbara called.
Dick stayed on his hands and knees.
“Merry Christmas Mistress Barbara,” Dick cooed, “This slave has been misbehaving and needs to be punished. Please use this slave as Mistress wishes.”
“Merry Christmas Dick,” Barbara tried again.
“Merry Christmas Babs,” Dick cooed, “I love you. I have been a horrible boyfriend and need to make it up to you, please treat me like your slave.”
“Let’s see your cummlingus!” Barbara smiled.