“Oh my head.” Robin whispered as he stirred awake.
It took a few moments for him to fully regain consciousness. His last memory was of chasing someone across the Gotham rooftops, now he was in someone’s apartment.
“I’ve been captured!” He screamed in his mind as he suddenly realized he was under restraints.
Taking a deep breath, he willed himself to think calmly, just as Batman as taught him. Take stock of the situation, then form a plan of action.
The room was in semi-darkness, illuminated only by the moonlight filtering through the skylight. Bright blue eyes surveyed the loft. Not much to see. A studio apartment, very non-descriptive. Could be anywhere in Gotham City – or for that matter any city. A small bed, three dressers, small kitchenette. Then he noticed a two suitcases in the corner. Someone was either just moving in or ready to move out.
Next he again tried his bonds. No good, they were strong leather straps. He was strapped to some sort of homemade wooden table, attached to some sort of wheel and pulley system that allowed the bed to be raised and lowered. He could be turned straight up to a standing position or laid flat. Currently he was locked into an forty five degree angle. If anything, it reminded him of something out of those old Frankenstein movies.
“Ok, I’m not strong enough to break out of this.” He said to himself. “So let’s consider rescue options.”
Across the room he could see his bright yellow cape and green gloves draped across a chair. He couldn’t see his utility belt anywhere.
“Figures, that’d be the first thing they took.” Robin said to himself. “The homing transmitter would make rescue all too easy.”
Then the sixteen year old adventurer made another futile attempt to loosen his bonds. In his mind he reviewed the events leading up to his predicament.
He’d been on the way back from making a personal appearance at the new Gotham Boy’s Club over in West Douglaston when he spotted a dark figure exiting a tenth floor window of the Diamond Exchange. He’d tried Batman on his cycle’s radio but got only static. It would be impossible to follow the figure on the streets, so he bat-roped to the roof and took off after the thief.
Despite his years of circus acrobatic training, continued and improved on by the Batman, Robin was unable to do more than keep the dark figure in sign. Whoever they were – they were good. After about ten minutes he was about to give up, he’d lost the burglar somewhere near the waterfront. Flipping on his portable radio, he was about to check in when he caught a sudden movement off to his right.
The green and red clad boy whirled around and quickly took off across the roof. He was only a few seconds behind his adversary when he suddenly felt himself falling. Robin had only a split second to realize that the rotting roof of this long abandoned building had given way beneath him. Then he was engulfed in darkness.
“Well Dickie boy, you really did it this time.” the Boy Wonder said. “When Batman catches up to you he’s really going to read you the riot act about taking off on your own.”
He really didn’t want to consider the possibility that Batman wouldn’t catch up to him. Or that his captor might have planned a fatal conclusion to the nights adventure.
Who was his captor? That was a good question. Was it the shadowy thief he’d chased across the rooftops? Or was it someone who’d just stumbled upon his unconscious body in that empty warehouse.
One good thing in his favor, aside from a low grade headache and a few minor bruises, he didn’t seem to be hurt. Another thing in his favor was that he was still wearing his mask, meaning that whoever had brought him here didn’t know his Dick Grayson identity. Not that he was famous or anything, but he’d been photographed with Bruce enough times for someone to have seen a picture. If Bruce Wayne’s ward was moonlighting as Robin, could there be any question about who was Batman.
Far off in the distance, Dick heard a clock chiming two. He’d been unconscious for almost three hours. Batman had to be out looking for him by now. But looking where?
For the next twenty minutes that thought dominated his thinking. Without that utility belt, it was going to be pure chance that he was found. Could his captor have already left, abandoning him here. It that was the case, he might never be found.
That morbid concept was suddenly interrupted by the sound of padded footsteps on the roof. Followed by the appearance of a dark form at the edge of the skylight.
“Batman?” Robin whispered under his breath.
Half of the old style skylight opened and the shadowy figure dropped into the room. With a catlike grace the silhouette landed on the hard wood floor. Still covered in shadows, it moved across the room to a light switch next to the door.
“I can tell you’re awake,” Said a soft melodious voice as she hit the light switch, flooding the room with light. “No sense is trying to hide it.”
Illuminated by the twin rows of track lighting that covered the opposite walls, She stood revealed. Clad in a skintight dark purple jumpsuit, she wore a tight fitting cowl with small cat ears. Although she had never been photographed, Robin had no doubt as to her identity.
“You’re the Catwoman!” He said in an excited voice.
“Well that’s pretty obvious…” She responded as she walked across the room. “Any other revelations?”
As she stood on front of him, Robin couldn’t help but be impressed by her purple clad body. He’d always thought Batgirl had a hard body, but next to the Catwoman she might as well been a boy.
“I must’ve been out of my mind bringing you up here.” She said as she tossed a small carry bag onto the bed. “If I was the hardened criminal they keep writing about in the papers I’d have left you back in that warehouse. The way some of those rags write about me I should’ve slit your throat, just to keep in practice.”
A slight shiver ran through Robin at that suggestion. Then he told himself that if she wanted him dead, she already had ample opportunity.
“Why did you bring me up here?” Robin asked. “I was impressed by the way you tried to keep up with me back there at the Diamond Exchange.” She began. “No one’s ever even spotted me on a job, and here you were on my heels for over a mile. When I saw you fall through that roof, I doubled back to see how badly you were hurt.” “To be honest, I only spotted you at the Exchange by accident.” Robin interrupted, figuring better to keep on her good side. “And I was about to give up when you bolted out of that last cubby-hole.” “Well that makes me feel a little better,” She said as she smiled. “I take great pride in my abilities.”
She paused as she pulled off her cowl, revealing short black hair. She looked to be about 27, with features more cute than beautiful. Running her fingers across her head, she combed it into an almost boyish style.
“Were was I? Oh yes, I doubled back to see how badly you were hurt. At first glance, your injuries looked a lot worse than they really were. You landed in a pile of garbage bags, they broke your fall. Nothing was broken, I’ve had paramedic training. At first I figured I’d just call an ambulance and get out of there while the getting was good. Then I spotted a group of waterfront dregs already watching from the broken windows. If I left you there, you might not be alive when the boys in white showed up.” “Thank you, I’m grateful.” Robin said emotionally. “I really mean that.” “I believe you do” Catwoman replied. “I’ve never killed anyone, never wanted to be the cause of anyone else’s death. Unlike most of those costume clowns running around this city, I’m only in this for the money. Let them play their power trip games while they try and outfox the Police and Batman. I’m content with having never been seen, only glimpsed.” “Until now….” Robin said, suddenly feeling a little insecure. “Until now…..” Catwoman repeated.
A long silence hung in the air until the Catwoman finally spoke again.
“I guess I have to make sure that you can’t tell anyone about the Catwoman.” She said.
Robin’s face went pale with her words and he felt his body grow suddenly cold.
“Since I already passed on my chance to do away with you…..” Catwoman said. “I guess I’ll have to kill the Catwoman instead.” “What?” Robin asked, certain he had heard wrong. “Kill the Catwoman.” She repeated. “If she doesn’t exist, then your description doesn’t matter does it?”
Robin let out a sigh of relief.
“I’ve been planning to retire the tights after a few more jobs,” Catwoman continued. “I guess I should take this as a sign that its time. No sense tempting fate. After all, I already have enough money. All safe and sound in the best banks.”
“Catwoman…I…..” Robin began.
He was cut off as she placed am outstretched index finger against his lips, signifying silence.
“I told you, from this moment on, there is no Catwoman.” She said softly. “My name is Selina.” “Selina……” He corrected himself. “I was wondering….” “You’re wondering what I’m planning to do with you?” “Yes.” “Well, seeing as you don’t need immediate medical attention.” Selina said. “I figure I’ll just leave you where you are and call the police with your location when I leave here in the morning. Its not as if you’re going anywhere before then.” She added as she ran her gloved hand against the edge of Robin’s table. “I see your point.” Robin replied. “Interesting little toy, isn’t it?” Selina noted as she adjusted the strap across Robin’s chest. “The woman I subleased this loft from was heavily into Bondage and Discipline. When she went to Europe for the summer, she put most of her toys into storage, but she had to leave this one behind. Haven’t had any use for it until now.” “Lucky me.” Robin answered.
With Selina only a foot away from him, Dick found himself becoming increasingly aware of her as a woman. The soft natural redness of her lips. The bright green of her eyes. The enticing curve of her breasts. In his mind he was having difficulty concentrating on being Robin. He felt himself slipping back into Dick Grayson, with a 16 yr old’s hormones. He was relieved when Selina turned and started to walk away from him. Watching her as she moved, the Boy Wonder couldn’t help but note – she had a beautiful ass.
“Oh by the way,” The black haired woman said as she stopped and turned. “If you’ve been looking for your utility belt, its not here. I found the micro-transmitter and the homing device in it when I carried you up here. I turned it on and dumped it across town on the Oakridge section. Wouldn’t want Batman showing up unexpectedly would we?”
Selina spent the next hour packing her belongings in the two suitcases Robin had spotted earlier. She had laid out a change of clothes, but except for the gloves she had removed earlier, she still wore the purple jumpsuit of the now “deceased” Catwoman.
“There, ready to go.” Selina announced. “It’s still a few hours till sunrise, No sense it drawing too much attention by leaving while its still dark.”
Robin was counting the minutes until he would be free. The sooner she was gone, the sooner he would be out of here. So intent was he on this idea, that he didn’t even notice at first that Selina was stripping out of the purple catsuit right in front of him.
“I hope you don’t embarrass easily,” She said as she pulled the form fitting outfit down her body. “But there’s barely room in that bathroom to shower, much less change clothes.”
Embarrass wasn’t the word for what Robin felt. The flush he felt in his reddening face was nothing to the warmness between his legs as he felt his dick growing hard. Stripped of her tight purple jumpsuit, Selina exhibited a lean firm body that any professional athlete would envy. Her breasts, while not large were perfectly formed, held in place by a black sports bra. Every muscle was toned to perfection, the result of endless hours in a gym. By the time she was down to just her bra and matching panties, Dick could feel his cock straining against his dark green briefs.
It was at that moment that Selina pulled off her bra, letting her small breasts pop free. The sign of those firm mounds and the small pink nipples atop them was more than Dick could stand.
“Wow!” He exclaimed softly.
He hoped that she hadn’t heard, but she had. She smiled at his comment and then walked over to him. Try as he could, it was impossible for Robin to hide his hard on.
“I guess I’ll take that as a compliment.” She said as she noted the large bulge in his shorts.
Giving in to temptation, Selina reached down with her fingers and traced the outline of his cock through Robins briefs. Surprised to find that erect it measured almost seven inches, she laughed as it jumped at her touch.
“I guess that’s another reason they call you the Boy Wonder.” She laughed.
Robin didn’t reply, but her fingers had felt nice against his cock, even through the material of his shorts.
“You know, that also answers another question I always wondered about.” She continued as she retraced her fingers in the opposite direction. ” I always wondered if Batman and you were queer. I mean why else would a grown man run around with a teenage boy unless he was buggering him. I can see that at least you like girls.” “Batman’s no queer!” Robin called out. “Well I guess I’ll have to take your word for it.” Selina replied as she gave his cock a playful squeeze.
Impressed by the hardness in her hand, Selina made a decision.
“I know I shouldn’t be doing this, but I have to take a peek.”
With that she gripped both sides of his green briefs and pulled both them and his underwear down to his knees. Released from the tight confines of his costume, Robin’s cock sprung upward, pointing to the ceiling in all its youthful splendor.”
“Wow!” Selina said. Now it was her turn to be impressed.
Rather than be embarrassed, Robin was proud that she was impressed.
Dick tried to hide his response, but for a moment, his expression betrayed him.
“I can’t believe that,” Selina said in surprise, “Not with a body like you have and equipment like that. No way you’re a virgin.”
But Dick knew that he was. It wasn’t that girls hadn’t been interested. Many had, and more than a few had made their interest crystal clear. Yet if was impossible to let anyone get that close. He couldn’t take the chance that anyone might find out he was Robin.
Watching the expression change on the teen’s face, Selina knew that indeed he was. Still stroking his erect cock, she was overcome with sudden desire.
“You know, I’ve stolen just about everything of great value you can think of. Cash, jewels, stocks.” She said. “But I’ve never stolen anything as precious as a boy’s cherry.”
Robin looked right into her eyes and knew that she wanted him. To be totally honest with himself, he wanted her as well.
“Until now…” Selina concluded.
With that she dropped down and took Robin’s throbbing penis into her mouth and began to suck softly on it.
Robin couldn’t believe the incredible sensation he felt as he felt the wetness of Selina’s mouth engulf his boyhood. Every nerve in his cock was alive and as her tongue passed along the length of his dick, it sent sparks throughout his body. Beginning at the base of his balls, Selina began to lick and kiss her way to his crown. Licking the underside of his cockhead, she brought soft moans of delight from his lips. The she wrapped her lips around it once again and deep throated his length.
Pushing against his restraints, Robin struggled to push more of his cock into her willing mouth. With what movement he had, he began to thrust his pelvis, face-fucking Selina. Reaching down with her free hand, Selina freed Robin’s legs from their restraints. His legs now free, the Boy Wonder was able to double his gyrations, bringing a smile to her cock filled mouth.
Already she could taste the first drops of precum on her tongue. Selina knew that Robin was close to exploding. Gripping his balls and pressing on his urethra, she tried to hold him back as long as possible. At the rate he was pumping, it would only be seconds more. As her mouth finished an upward motion and had just begun to recover the crown, Selina’s mouth suddenly filled with an explosion of hot, sweet, boycum.
She immediately swallowed as fast as she could, taking his cock deep into her mouth as a second volley followed the first. She swallowed this as well, making room for a third burst. This one she held in her mouth, moving it around with her tongue. Small drippings exited the corners of her mouth as a fourth and final salvo caught her by surprise. Boy Wonder indeed.
Temporarily spent, Robin’s cock began to grow semi-soft in her mouth. Selina let it slide free, then began to lick it clean with her tongue. Less than a minute later not a drop remained.
Standing up, she looked at Robin’s no longer innocent face. She released the table locks and rotated him to a standing position. Moving closer, she kissed him. Softly at first, then a little harder as her tongue slid between his lips. As his own tongue made contact with hers, Robin got his first taste of his own cum. He was surprised that it didn’t bother him, not since it had come as a gift from this wonderful woman before him.
“I’d unfasten you more, my Boy Wonder,” Selina said as she stroked his cheek. “But I’m still not the trusting sort. Besides, the lessons just beginning……..and its going to be a bumpy ride.
Running her hands across Robin’s muscular chest, Selina began to undo the yellow laces that held his red tunic together. Opening the last one, she pulled the tunic apart as far as it would go. Then she took a firm grip on the green shirt beneath it and ripped that open too. A wide smile filled her face as she ran her nails across his naked hairless chest.
“Nice…” Selina purred as she stroked his pectorals. “You must spend a lot of time in the gym.”
Up to that moment, Dick had never appreciated the endless hours he’d spent working out in the Batcave. Her fingers felt so good as they moved across his skin. As they touched his nipples, Selina gave each one of them a playful tug.
“Like that, don’t you?” She said as she continued to gently caress his nipples. “Most young men don’t realize how sensitive their nipple can be.”
Moving closer, she kissed first one nipple, then the other. Then her tongue began to work it’s magic, bring little sparkles of pleasure to his body. She continued to tongue his now erect nipples as her hand glided down to his semi-erect cock. Taking it in hand, she was pleased to note it was already beginning to harden.
“Now its my turn.” Selina said as she again adjusted the side wheel on his tablebed and lowered him to a horizontal position.
Maintaining a firm grip on his cock, Selina raised herself onto the bed and positioned herself so that her breasts were flush with his face.
“Lets see how observant you were?” She said as she lowered one breast to his mouth.
Reaching upward with his tongue as he had watch her do a few minutes before, Robin traced the light pink outline of her aureole. Then he rubbed the tip of his tongue against the top of Selina’s eraser sized nipples. Finally he lifted his head just a little, taking the whole crown in his mouth.
It wasn’t the first time he’d sucked on a breast, but the two high school encounters before this couldn’t compare. Selina’s body scent was intoxicating as he covered it with his saliva. Pleased with his efforts, Selina shifted her other breast into his reach.
As Robin continued to suckle, Selina had brought his youthful cock back to full hardness. She grazed the underside of his balls with her long red nails, tweaking the small black hairs that surrounded them.
She knew he was ready to go again, but there was one more lesson he needed to learn before the final one. In her opinion, it was the most important one.
Standing up on the bed, she moved forward and squatted over his face. With her legs spread, Selina lowered herself until her bushy mound hovered right over his waiting mouth.
“OK, Boy Wonder,” She said. “Lets see how good you can use that talent on this.”
Robin stared for a few seconds at the hairy pussy barely two inches above him. It was his first real look at a woman’s sex. That was of course if he discounted the brief look he’d gotten at Barbara Gordon when he walked in on her coming out of the shower one night she had stayed at Wayne Manor. Mousy librarian that she was, Dick was amazed to discover that she had a body almost as good as Batgirl’s. What a waste he had thought at the time.
“Well?” Selina asked, snapping Robin’s mind back from it’s wandering.
Since Robin’s hands were still restrained, Selina reached down with one hand and parted her cunt lips. Lifting his head as far as he could, Robin began to lick away as fast as he could.
Selina could tell it was his first experience licking a woman. His tongue was all over the place, but occasionally he would hit the right spot. She gently took a hold of his head and began to guide him to her sensitive spots.
“Easy…” She whispered as she lowered herself so that her open cunt now rested on top of his eager mouth. “Just take it nice and slow, let your tongue glide in and out.”
Finally Robin began to follow her instructions and began to be rewarded with his first tastes of girlcum. It was very different from his own which he’d tasted a little earlier. While his had been salty and a little tart, Selina’s was sweet. Never the less, he found it to be a delicious flavor. Dick was sure that none of the girls at school could ever have tasted so good.
“That’s better…” Selina said as she arched back and enjoyed the feel of his tongue inside her. “Not so talkative now, huh. I guess the pussy’s got your tongue!”
Pinned beneath her, Dick wanted to groan at the bad pun. To think he used to like childish things like that.
Rubbing her now well lubricated cunt back and forth over Robin’s face, Selina soon covered it with a thin layer of girljuice. As she lifted herself off him, she couldn’t resist licking a little of it off.
“Mmmm” She purred as her tongue licked the side of his face. “I think you’re ready for the main event.”
Backtracking her earlier steps on the bed, Selina moved to a point where her wet pussy now hovered over Robin’s rock hard member. Taking it in hard, she held it straight and lowered herself onto it.
With the cockhead at the entrance walls of her womanhood, she paused a moment. Her emerald green eyes looked into his baby blues. The fire between her legs flared in intensity as she saw the hunger in those eyes.
Dropping an inch, she eased his cockhead inside her. It slid effortlessly, quickly covered by the heavy lubrication Robin had produced through his efforts. Then in a quick motion she dropped all the way and took him totally within her.
Robin gasped at the sudden envelopment of his boyhood. The wet pressure around it brought a smile of satisfaction to his face. If he thought having his boycock in her mouth was heaven, the words didn’t exist to describe this incedible delight. As Selina began to move up and down on his pole, the sensations grew in intensity. Bracing her hand against the sides of the bed, Selina began to rise and drop with an ever increasing frequency. Faster and faster, she pumped, creating a suction that was drawing the life out of his cock.
“Oh God….Selina!..” Robin called out as he tried to match her motions.
At the rate she was moving, Selina knew that he would cum quickly. Few 16 yr olds had any kind of self control. A few minutes later she felt his body tensing. Lifting herself higher so that his cock nearly fell out of her, she drove herself down on it with a fury. Up again she raised and then down with the same abandon. Twice more was all it took as she felt the first hot burst erupt inside her.
Slamming her body down upon him, Selina grabbed his arms and pulled him to her. Her mouth sought out his and she kissed him passionately while his seed spread within her. Holding him pressed tightly against her, she continued to pump his still firm cock until his balls had been squeezed of every last drop of that beautiful white cream.
Finally it was done and her hot, sweat covered body collapsed upon his. Too exhausted to even lift herself, she just laid there, his cock still within her. Eventually it began to shrink to its pre-aroused state and slipped from within her. So drained were they both, that after closing their eyes for a moment, they both drifted off to sleep.
Bright golden sunlight flooded the skylight when Selina finally opened her eyes. Glancing upward, she saw that Robin was already awake but had made no move to awaken her. She was pleased that he still wore that broad satisfied grin he had fallen asleep with.
“I have to tell you kid,” She said as she climbed off him. “You’re really something. A little practice and you’re going to be irresistible.”
Glancing at the clock, Selina was shocked to find that it was already nine. She had to get out of here. Running into the bathroom, she took a hasty shower and quickly dressed.
“Give me a few minutes to get myself together and I’ll get you cleaned up afterwards.” Selina called over to Robin as she zippered up her dress.
For the first time since awakening, Robin glanced down at himself and was surprised at how he looked. Ripped costume. Naked from the chest down. Dried cum caked on both his face and groin. Not exactly the image the correct young hero was supposed to project. Still, last night had been incredible.
Selina had just finished setting her other earring when she glanced out the window over the kitchen area. Her pretty face suddenly turned a cold pale.
“Oh shit!” She exclaimed. “What’s the matter?” Robin called out as he tried to jump up protectively only to be pulled back by the straps he still wore. “No time for the luggage,” Selina said to herself as she grabbed her carrybag, all she really needed was inside that anyway. “I have to get out of here now!”
Quickly moving for the door, she paused for a second next to her young lover. Impulsively, she bent down and kissed him.
“I meant what I said before, Richard, you were one hell of a fuck!” She said before disappearing out the door.
“She knew!” Robin said as he strained to try and see what had spooked her at the window. “She must’ve had my mask off when she examined my cuts when I was unconscious.”
Richard Grayson didn’t have long to ponder the thought as a tall dark blue and gray figure appeared within view of the kitchen window. With a practiced ease, the Darknight threw a silk line across the alleyway and swung onto the rooftop. Appearing at the skylight, he quickly opened it and dropped inside.
At first he ignored the bound figure in front of him. He used the first few seconds of his entry to assess his surroundings. Finally satisfied they were alone, he produced a small sharp edged blade from the yellow utility belt around his waist. With quick motions of his gloved hands, he cut the leather straps which had held Robin captive.
Robin sat up slowly, rubbing his wrists. Batman didn’t say a word, he just took a long look at his ward and his somewhat unusual condition.
“Bruce….. I….” Robin began, but was cut off by a wave of the Batman’s hand. “Later, right now lets get you dressed and out of here.”
As Robin pulled on what was left of his costume and recovered his bright yellow cape, Batman ran his hand along the length of the homemade operating table.
“I’m not sure what exactly happened here,” He said in a powerful authoritative tone. “But chum, when we get back to the Batcave, you and I are going to have a long, long talk.”
Robin didn’t reply. Instead he palmed a small perfumed handkerchief from the dresser and slid it into the pouch of his cape. No matter the outcome of the promised talk, it had been worth it.