Hotel Ball Room, Ivy Town
Ryan and Doris danced together, their rubber squeaking as the layers slide against each other. Doris held the leash to her lover’s collar with one hand while she pushed her bottom into his crotch behind her. She smiled in her gasmask as her efforts were rewarded with his growing erection.
“You are being a very good boy,” Doris said as she put the mask’s voice box to Ryan’s ears, “I can’t wait for you to be kneeling before me for your collaring!”
“Mistress must be impatient for her collared slave to be between her legs,” Ryan said with reverence for his mistress and soon to be wife.
“Yes my lovely Baby Wand,” Doris wore a cat that ate the canary grin under her mask, “I want you so badly, but The Rubber Queen said that once we meet with her tonight we will not see each other until the collaring.”
They continued to dance together sealed within their multiple layers of latex clothing. They both saw the group dancers to their right part. Colleen walked up with a confident gate.
“It’s time,” the hand lady smiled.
Doris turned Ryan’s leash over to the woman, and bowed her head as the Hand Lady turned. Both lovers followed the woman into a hidden area out of sight of the party goers.
*
Huntress’ apartment, Gotham City
Helena and Dinah stumbled into Helena’s place. They were tispy, primed and horny to fuck.
“Hmm,” Helena smiled, “Put on the music ‘slave’. Then come to Mistress!”
“Yes ‘mistress!’ I’d love to,” Dinah said before sauntering over to the stereo and starting the CD from the Kinky Kitten, “Anything for ‘mistress,’ Hmm that sounds so sexy, I am turning myself on.”
“Hmm,” Helena smiled, “I’m glad. I want to tie you up and put you in a sixty nine!”
“Please,” Dinah whispered meekly.
Helena pointed at her bed room door, then rose and strutted out of the room in as sexy and commanding manor as she could after the nights large servings of alcohol. Dinah followed her friend into the bedroom. Dinah stopped at the foot of the bed as Helena pointed to it as she continue on to hidden entrance to her equipment stash. Dinah waited for Helena. She shivered as Helena brought out a box with a single metal cuff hanging over the end.
“Oh the bed, belly up,” Helena ordered.
Dinah complied, and Helena climbed onto the bed next to her. She pulled out two of the titanium handcuff sets and cuffed each of Dinah’s wrists to separate ends of the head board. Helena then ran her hands down the blonde’s body. Helena pulled the latex booty shorts off her friend, she then cuffed Dinah’s ankles to the foot board leaving her in an “X” shape.
“You have been a naughty girl,” Helena smiled, “I have just the thing for you!”
Helena pulled a black and silver vibrator from the box. It was a wicked thing that Helena had gotten to punish herself when she played with herself. The shocks of electric current helped to offset the deep routed Mafia Catholic guilt over masturbation.
*
Crack House, Roosevelt and MLK, Gotham City
Nightwing walked in causally, surveying the carnage like an insurance inspector. Broken door, broken banister on the stair case, five comatose gangsters, full auto AK, chop shop .22 zip guns, semi-auto pistols in a rainbow of calibers, revolvers in .38 special, crack whore nailed to the wall with bat-a-rangs. Dick sighed. He had hoped an impossible hope that he would take the Joker to Arkham and the cat would help relieve his stress, like hell that was going to happen. He had hoped that they would take Joker to Arkham and then Nightwing would patrol while the Cat gave the Bat a “Massage.” Nope. This was hive of scum and villainy number sixteen.
“I swear, that’s all I know!” the African-American gangster shrieked as he backed into Nightwing, “Ah please man! I told him everything!”
“What did he want to know?” Nightwing asked.
“He hasn’t asked anything!” the gangster clung to Nightwing.
Nightwing didn’t let the gangster see, but he showed disapproval towards the Az-bat level of violence.
“Police!” Bullock shouted from the entrance.
“I suggest that you hobble out there with your hands over your head,” Nightwing said calmly, “And repeat everything that you told him, or else the Bat will come to your hospital room.”
“Someone might call you racist,” Dick tried to joke.
“Arkham Reapers, Religion of Crime sect specializing in drugs. Forty three felony warrants in this house alone.”
Batman disappeared into the night, and Nightwing pinched the bridge of his nose.
*
Changing area, Hotel Ballroom, Ivy Town
Lady Latex, Colleen, and the Rubber Queen circled the kneeling Doris.
“Are you ready to pledge your unwavering service to the Rubber Queen and her Rubber Kingdom?” Colleen asked.
“I am, as Doctor Doris Zuel,” Doris said, “As Gigantrix, and as Giganta if the Queen requires.”
The Rubber Queen knodded, and Lady Latex laid out the end of her golden lasso.
“Tie yourself up with it,” The Rubber Queen ordered as she took the other end of the Laso, “Then swear your loyalty.”
Doris tied a loop around her neck then her wrists.
“I swear to serve the Rubber Queen, her Rubber Kingdom and spread her influence and fetish to the whole world,” Doris chanted with a glazed look in her eyes.
“I accept your service,” The Rubber Queen smiled.
Doris’ body erupted with a mind shattering and body shaking orgasm.
“Rubber Duck,” The Rubber Queen summoned the latex clad Robin into the room, “Take Gigantrix to her room and give her the instructions.”
“Yes my Queen,” Tim smiled.
*
Ryan Choi recognized Stephanie Brown even in her latex outfit. He was surprised to see her in the room when the Hand Maiden ordered him to wait in here.
“What are you doing here?” Ryan asked.
“Shhh,” Steph smiled, “slaves don’t ask questions.”
Ryan remembered why he was here and what he was about to do.
“You love her don’t you?” Steph smiled.
“With all my heart,” Ryan confessed.
“Kneel,” Steph commanded.
Ryan kneeled as the door opened and in walked the Rubber Queen, Colleen and Lady Latex.
“I want you to state what you intend to do in your own words so we can be sure you are clear on what is about to happen,” Lady Latex smiled.
“I about to swear to serve the Rubber Queen and her Rubber Kingdom, I will accept my place as her subject,” Ryan said, “Then I will be hers to command. Tomorrow the Rubber Queen will place me in service of Mistress Gigantrix as her personal slave. Should Mistress Gigantrix desire She will have a legal vanilla wedding with me as well, or I will continue to server her and any alpha lover she takes.”
“Tie yourself up,” Rubber Queen ordered.
Ryan took the lasso that Lady Latex offered and tied himself around the neck and wrists.
“I, Ryan Choi swear my service and loyalty to Rubber Queen and the Rubber Kingdom, to obey her rules and serve as a slave to her and any she places over me.”
Steph watched with a sick glee as his hips bucked, indicating his orgasm in submission.
“Look at me,” The Rubber Queen ordered.
Ryan looked up into the Rubber Queen’s eyes, she leaned down to kiss his forehead.
“I accept your service slave,” Rubber Queen spoke, “Now my child, blindfold him and take him to his holding cell. He must be ready for his big day tomorrow.”
Steph lead Ryan out of the room. The Rubber Queen turned to her Handmaiden and General.
“Gasmasks and executioner hoods,” she ordered, “We have to put on a show!”
Both subordinates put on their gasmasks and then pulled the oversized executioner hoods over their heads. Once complete the Rubber Queen lead the pair onto the stage.
“May I have your attention please?” The Rubber Queen said as she picked up the microphone, “It is time for the human sacrifice!”
The whole room looked at the stage as Lady Latex and the handmaiden got the cage with the owners of the Kinky Kitten. Once free of the cage they were put on their knees in front of Rubber Queen as Lady Latex went and retrieved a rolling hollow circular frame. She pulled it up to the Queen and put blocks by the wheels to keep it from moving. The Queen stood them up and had them step into the frame and face outward. The Crowd watched the Lady Latex take a gold colored rope and string it from an ankle slot up to one wrist slot across to the other and then back down to the other ankle slot. The Queen tied the rope around the wrists of the two women while the Lady Latex tied their ankles. The Handmaiden returned with a rolling cart filled with vibrating toys. Once they were tied the Rubber Queen addressed the crowd once more.
“Tonight we will make a sacrifice to Eros,” The Rubber Queen said into the microphone, “Get ready kittens!”
The Handmaiden and Lady Latex pulled up the skirts of the kitten’s dresses and then smiled when they saw the women were going commando. They placed the vibrating eggs into the waiting pussies and anuses, they then secured them in place with leather chastity belts and locked them in place. The Handmaiden then kneeled in front of the Queen and presented a remote control.
“Ready? Lets count down together,” The Rubber Queen took the remote, “Five, four, three, two, one!”
Holly and Karon started writhing in pleasure as their bodies were assaulted with pleasant vibrations.