Batman’s Darker Side-1

I was a big fan of the Batman series starring Adam West as a campy Batman in the 1960’s. I always wondered what Batman did for sex. Now I know. I know it’s stupid and goofy—that’s the way I wrote it. I hope you enjoy reading it.

Chapter 1

Bruce Wayne was quite satisfied with himself as he stood in the study of stately Wayne Manor. Not only was crime in Gotham City down 40 percent thanks to his superhero alter ego Batman, but he had just completed his latest invention—the Invisibility Cloaking Device (ICD)—and installed it at last on the Batmobile. The clock in the hallway struck three o’clock, time for his daily appointment with his shapely secretary Stephanie. A lot of people thought that Batman had a dark side—and they were right! Bruce often admitted to himself that he was a fucking pervert, to whom nothing was out-of-bounds.

Just then Stephanie walked into the room. She lowered her head to her ample chest. “I’m sorry I’m late, sir—uh, I mean Master.” As she knelt before the Batman in his secret identity she knew that he would have to punish her, just what she wanted. She looked at the nearby switch yearning for its sting across her firm buttocks.

“Why were you late, Slave?” Bruce asked, a sneer crossing his handsome face.

“I had to go to my room, Master. I had to remove my panties.”

“What?!! Why were you wearing panties in direct violation of my orders? Yes, you are definitely going to be punished.”

“Yes, Master, I deserve to be punished. I had to go to the super market so I dressed for outside, but when I returned I forgot to remove them…Master. Please punish me. I deserve it.”

With that Bruce pulled her up, led her to the big leather chair, and placed her across his knees. Stephanie had worked for him for more than two years, ever since she had graduated from college—the Gotham Institute of Technology, also commonly known to locals as the Gotham Institute of Slutology, because of all the sex maniac girls who attended. When Bruce had checked Stephanie’s resume and application his status as the university’s greatest benefactor opened many doors. He learned that she had slept her way to passing grades in almost every class, passing only Phys. Ed. on her own merits. Nonetheless, Bruce had hired her, and at a high salary for such a position, knowing that some day he would take great advantage of her sexuality. From the onset Stephanie had been submissive, almost begging for the opportunity to serve Bruce, but he had tortured her by sticking to business for well over a year. One day he had just come out and told her to remove her panties and to never wear them in the house again. Once she recovered from the shock, he could see the expression of desire on her face as she pushed the plain white cotton undies down over her ankles. Bruce then told her to bend over the arm of the big leather upholstered chair in the study. She had looked at him questioningly, but her natural tendencies toward submissiveness led her to follow his directive.

“From now on you will come here every day at three o’clock. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, sir,” she barely whispered, her well-trimmed pussy already gushing hot juice.

“At that time every day you will service me with your mouth, pussy, and ass. I want to be able to smell your excitement. That is why I do not want you to wear any panties. Do you understand me now?

“Yes, sir.”

“Explain to me what you will do. Explain in detail. I want to hear you say it.”

“I will come here ever afternoon at three o’clock to service you with my mouth, my pussy, and my ass. I will suck your cock if you wish and let you fuck my pussy and ass.”

“Is this something you want to do for me,” the Batman/Bruce asked.

“Oh, yes, sir. I want to serve…I mean service you. I want to do it very much.”

“Very good then; you are to be my slave. You will do everything I ask. You will not refuse me anything no matter how depraved or filthy you may think it to be. You are not to have an orgasm without my permission. That will only make you more eager to suck and fuck me. When you are good I will reward you with orgasms and presents; when you are bad, I will punish you. Understand? Agree?”

“Yes, Master. I will gladly be your slave. I will do whatever you wish me to do.”

Then Bruce stepped up behind her, dropped his pants and slid his huge cock into her already soaking wet pussy. Stephanie groaned with pleasure at the sensation of his mammoth erection filling her. Bruce had never actually measured his cock, but he knew that he was much bigger than any of his friends—MUCH BIGGER. Had he bothered, he would have learned that he was almost twelve inches in length and almost three inches in diameter. Batman was hung like a fucking horse! It wasn’t always that way. All throughout school Bruce had been subjected to the taunts and jeers of his classmates because of his tiny dick.