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Now feels like the perfect time to try and take this group of villains down. When they are all gathered in one place, it seems like the plan is going to go off without a hitch. None of the heroes have any idea just how things are going to go awry, let alone that it will be in a way the villains did not predict- but can certainly find a way to take advantage of.
It happens in an instant, one fumble that leads to a vat of chemicals being tipped over. Something that Poison Ivy had been working on, apparently, and as it begins to turn to gas, there’s nothing they can do to avoid inhaling it, the effects soon taking hold. This particular combination creates a strong aphrodisiac for both genders, but it has another effect just for men, heroes and villains alike.
Just like that, they begin shrinking down, in both size and age, until every man in the room has been transformed into a child. Between the confusion of all of this, and the aphrodisiac pumping through the air, it’s no wonder that the villains soon get the jump on the heroes. And Catwoman, who seems to have chosen the wrong side to be on tonight, as she is one of the first to be grabbed, the Joker and the Penguin ripping her costume from her body without wasting a moment.
Their smaller size does nothing to slow the boys down, and soon enough, they have her on her hands and knees, where Batman can only watch as one takes her mouth and the other takes her cunt. Joker forces his cock past her lips, the boyish villain not wasting a second before beginning to thrust. It doesn't take long before he has her head trapped between his hands, thrusting deep into her throat and forcing her to swallow him down, groaning in pleasure all the while. At the same time, the Penguin fills her pussy from behind, holding onto her hips as he pounds into her, both of them moaning in bliss from the sensations that their younger bodies provide.
Meanwhile, Poison Ivy is enjoying the fruits of her labor, as she uses her vines to bind Batman to the floor. The hero is stripped bare, and though he struggles against the bonds, he can't break free, where he is both forced to watch what happens to Catwoman, and forced to endure whatever she wants to do to him.
She is quite looking forward to this, now that she is so overwhelmed by her lust, and makes no attempt to hide that, giggling softly to herself as she climbs atop him, rubbing her pussy against the tip of his cock. She does not tease him for long before finally lowering herself down, moaning as he fills her. She is quick to take over, using the vines to control his body as well, so that she can use his cock however she wants. And, while he can see Catwoman being used in front of him, she can also see the way Poison Ivy takes Batman from her.
It does not take much more than this for the two to lose themselves completely. As the aphrodisiac courses through her body, Ivy is overwhelmed by the sensation of the hero's cock inside of her. He is bigger than one would expect from someone aged down, and fills her far better than any toy ever could. And she knows how to ride a cock, making sure that she keeps a steady pace, bouncing on top of him and moaning out louder and louder.
The sounds of her moans fill the room, drowning out the noise of the boys using Catwoman, but the heroine still has no choice but to watch what is happening, and Batman can do little more than look on, and moan for her. All he can do is lay there and take it, letting Poison Ivy use him however she wants.
Catwoman is rocked back and forth between the Penguin and the Joker, as the two of them thrust into her from both sides. Her head is held up so that she has to keep watching Batman and Ivy, and the two of them are having the time of their lives. They do not bother keeping quiet about their enjoyment, and their voices only serve to remind her that Batman is helpless, and that she is just as helpless, unable to help each other out of this.
But even in her own haze of pleasure, she can't help but think of the possibility that he might come to her aid. The Joker and Penguin are distracted, after all, and she can't imagine that anyone will have any problem with Ivy's treatment of Batman. And, if she could just get free, maybe she could stop them from using him like that, and they could work together to defeat the other villains, and-
A sharp gasp is pulled from her lips, and the train of thought is lost as her thoughts are once again consumed by pleasure. There's no way to put any sort of stop to this, not when the heroes are completely overwhelmed by the pleasure that they can't resist. They can't even bring themselves to think straight, not when the villains are giving it to them so good.
"That's it," hisses Ivy, grinding down against Batman and making him moan out. "I've always wanted you like this, you know, Batman? Helpless, and moaning for me. But you never would have given in if not for this chemical. Now, I can have you whenever I want, and you won't be able to say no."
Batman can't say no now, not when she has him like this. But at the same time, she doesn't seem to have noticed the way her words have gone straight to his cock, and it does not take long for him to reach his limit. The feeling of his come spilling into her only serves to drive Ivy over the edge as well, the two of them crying out in ecstasy. Her vines tighten around him and his body arches beneath her, his orgasm washing over him as she rides out her own. She keeps going, not ready to let him go just yet, not willing to give up this chance just because she's already come.
And, while all of that is going on, they are not the only groups in the room. Batman and Catwoman weren't alone in their raid, after all, so both Batgirl and a younger version of Nightwing are also being tormented by the villains. It's Harley Quinn who has her hands on Nightwing right now, and she pushes him down, so that she can ride the young boy. Her pussy swallows him up, and then she begins bouncing, her breasts bouncing as she moans, not bothering to hold back in the least.
Nightwing is helpless beneath her, whimpering and whining, unable to even move on his own. His arms are tied up behind his back, and his ankles are bound together, and though it's not quite like Ivy's vines, he still can't get free. Harley has complete control over him, and is enjoying every second of it. She bounces harder and harder, using him to satisfy her own needs, not even caring that he is getting pushed closer and closer to the edge with every second that passes.
He can't last like this, not when she is moving so fast, and the friction is just too much. He can't handle it, and the next time she drops down onto his lap, he loses control, coming inside of her with a pathetic whimper. Harley just moans, grinding down against him and milking his cock for everything it has, and making him come over and over, until he is too exhausted and too sensitive to handle it anymore. All the while, Batgirl is held in place by Bane, still far too strong even in his younger form, where she is forced to watch Nightwing give into Harley, unable to resist the pleasure, or the way she takes him.
However, it is not long until Bane is ready to give Nightwing a show as well, ready to break Batgirl and let out all the pent up desire he has. With that, he has her on her knees, so that he can take her from behind, and Nightwing is forced to look on, while Harley still giggles on top of him, enjoying herself all the more knowing that he's being made to watch it all. Bane is rough, and his thrusts are harsh, and it doesn't take long before he's slamming into her, the sound of flesh smacking together filling the air.
Much like the others, being aged down has not done much to reduce the size of his cock, and Batgirl screams out as she is forced to take it. Her screams, along with the other sounds of pleasure and pain that are filling the air, echo off the walls. And, even as Nightwing has begun to drift, his own exhaustion catching up to him, and the overwhelming nature of his own climaxes leaving him with little ability to do anything else, the sounds keep him more focused than he would like to be.
It's so much, but no matter how hard he tries, he can't shut it out, can't look away. Not from Harley's constant giggling and taunting, not from the sound of skin slapping together as Bane pounds Batgirl, and not from the cries and whimpers from what goes on nearby. He is left with no choice but to lay there and listen, until Bane can no longer hold back, and is finally reaching his own end. Once he has filled her, he pulls back, leaving her a mess on the ground, and leaving her sobbing with her pleasure and her shame.
He doesn't give her any chance to recover, because he is soon on top of her, pushing her down so that he can fuck her into the ground. She is left with her face pressed down against the hard ground, and is helpless as he pounds into her, his hand wrapped tight around her hair and forcing her to stay still, while he takes her as roughly as he likes.
And, the whole time, Harley Quinn is still fucking Nightwing, giggling and taunting him. It does not take long at all for him to come for her again, and when he does, Harley only giggles.
"Oh, Nightwing, you really are a pathetic hero, but you make such a cute little boy! If you'd always been this way, you wouldn't have had a chance of putting us away even once!" With that, she begins to use him again, her moans growing louder and louder as she fucks him senseless, and the sounds of Batgirl's torment only grow more and more.
Neither one of them can do anything to help themselves, and to make matters worse, there are still more villains yet to satisfy. For now, Harley keeps Nightwing to herself, and Bane does not intend to let Batgirl up, at least not until he has satisfied his need with her, fucking her again and again, pounding her into the ground until he is sure that she won't be able to walk. Even then, he doesn't give her any breaks, keeping her in place and pumping his hips relentlessly, having the time of his life.
Back with Batman, Poison Ivy has not shown him a hint of mercy yet, and is still using him for all that he is worth. The more she fucks him, the less he is able to resist, and the more that he begins to fall victim to his pleasure, unable to keep his moans quiet. He is helpless to resist her, and even though he should want to, he can't say that he really does. Not when this feels so good, not when she is showing him sensations that he could have never imagined, and not when it is so hard to care about anything else when he's like this.
"This is exactly what you needed, you know," Ivy says, her voice breathy as she keeps up her relentless pace. "If you would just learn to enjoy things, and let go of all those inhibitions, you'd feel a lot better. And it'd make things better for the lot of us. So, I guess, you could say this is a public service."
It is hard to tell if she is joking, or if she is serious about the matter, but either way, it does not matter. He is still just as powerless, and her vines have not loosened their hold on him at all, meaning that he can't move at all. All he can do is let her have her way with him, until he can no longer help himself.
He has no hope of being satisfied when he comes, but even if he were to become completely worn out, it is unlikely that she would care. Instead, she just continues riding him, and does not slow down at all, even as he cries out in the midst of his orgasm.
"Oh, that's it, just like that," she coos, her voice soft and gentle, and she is not nearly as out of breath as one might expect, considering her movements. "See, doesn't it feel good? You should just give in, and let me have my way. Maybe I'll even share you, so that everyone can get a turn. Wouldn't that be nice?"
Even now, her words are going straight to his cock, and there is no denying the effect that her words have on him, but Batman still shakes his head. "Never," he replies, and then lets out a cry when she leans down, pinching his nipples, and twisting them just a bit.
"Then, it's going to be a long night for you, isn't it?"
With that, she gets right back to riding him, and Batman is left moaning out for her, helpless and hopeless. He can't fight her like this, and the more that she uses him, the less he wants to, which is a dangerous thought. He has never imagined himself falling for something like this, or letting the villains get the best of him, but it is becoming increasingly difficult to deny that he is losing, and losing fast.
In the midst of it all, he still can't help but notice the way that the Penguin is using Catwoman from behind, the villain's grunts and groans filling the air. He is rough with her, and the noises that the two of them make are almost sickening, but at the same time, the sight of it has Batman even more aroused, and he can't stop thinking about her, even though he knows that he should. The way the Joker fucks Catwoman's face is just as hard to look away from, and he wishes that he had the strength to stop the two of them, to save her, even though it is obvious that she has given up on fighting it.
The aphrodisiac makes it impossible to deny arousal, and she can't keep up her stoicism for long. Soon enough, the Joker can hear her moans, and even though they're muffled by his cock, he is still able to get the gist of it, and it just serves to excite him more.
"There we go, kitty, isn't this nice?" he asks, his voice gleeful and dripping with pleasure. "I think it's a lot better this way, don't you? If you were always like this, I would never get bored! It would be a whole lot easier, too, huh? Then you wouldn't have to fight me at all."
Catwoman can't deny the pleasure that comes with the treatment, and even though she hates the thought, she can't help but wonder if this really would be easier. She could give up and let the villains do whatever they wanted, and maybe it wouldn't be so bad. After all, it feels amazing, and there is nothing wrong with wanting this, right?
"I bet you wish the others would give in and let this happen too," the Joker continues, laughing as he speaks. "It's a lot better this way, right, Cat? If only everyone else would stop trying to be so good, and just let things go the way they're meant to go!"
Her mind is breaking more by the moment, and she was hardly ever a hero to begin with. She is only here for Batman, and he has already been broken by Poison Ivy, so why shouldn't she be? Her resolve is fading quickly, and as much as she tries to hold on, it is no use. There is no use in trying to resist, and her orgasm crashes over her. The Joker groans and then, pulling back, he begins to come all over her face.
But he does not stop there. Before she can even begin to recover, he is coming all over her body, covering her with his seed, and laughing all the while.
"You're such a dirty girl, aren't you?" he teases her, and though she hates it, she is still powerless to do anything about it. When he has finished, and her body is covered in his come, she is left dizzy and lighthearted.
Of course, the Penguin is still going strong, though he does seem to have lost his patience with her. He has taken out his frustration on her ass, spanking her so that she has bright red marks across her cheeks, and has her needy for him. He is getting frantic as he fucks her, pushing himself closer and closer to his own climax.
The Joker has moved on from fucking her face to using her breasts, and Catwoman can't help but moan, just a little bit, when she feels the friction him groping at her. But that's not the only reason for her moans; it is also because Penguin's thrusts are so hard that it feels like she might split apart, and there is no way to muffle the noises she makes when he is doing this.
And then, suddenly, he comes, his seed spilling deep inside of her. Even though she has lost herself to the pleasure, the fact that he has just come inside of her makes her want to cringe, but she can't do anything about it. It is not like she can stop him, and even if she could, her own pleasure would prevent her from trying to stop him, anyway. She comes again, and her whole body shakes.
As for Batman, he has no chance of holding back either. Poison Ivy is relentless in the way she fucks him, and when she pushes him past his limits, he is just as loud and pathetic as she wants him to be. He is just as broken as she wanted him to be, and the two of them share their orgasms together, their moans ringing out at the same time, and their bodies trembling.
"I told you," Poison Ivy murmurs, once they are both finished. "There was no sense in fighting me. And now, I have no reason to hold back ever again."
The Joker squeezes Catwoman's tits together, so that he can push his cock between them and fuck them, just as Penguin finishes up his own orgasm. But that does not mean that he is going to pull out and leave her alone.
"I think we've got the right idea, Ozzie," he says. "What do you say, let's keep having our fun, and keep breaking the heroes."
"Yeah, you're right," the Penguin replies, pulling back so that he can start fucking her ass, and the two villains work to break her down, until she is little more than a slave to her desires, a willing slut for the two of them.
The Penguin does not hold back, and when the Joker begins to moan out louder, he picks up the pace, thrusting harder and faster between her tits. Both of the villains are getting off on the fact that they have Batman watching their every move, even if he ends up distracted by Ivy, more often than not. The Joker laughs more, and the Penguin groans, and neither of them let up, not until the Joker has come again, covering her tits with his come.
He does not pull back, though, and instead reaches to push her head down. Catwoman does not even need him to tell her what to do- she parts her lips right away, so that she can suck the tip of his cock while he fucks her tits. She sucks hard, and the Joker moans, his fingers curling in her hair.
"There's a good girl," he praises her, and Catwoman is only able to moan for him, her lips wrapped tight around his tip. He is already hard again, and the more she sucks on his tip, the more excited she finds herself. The Penguin is not far behind. He does not stop fucking her ass until he comes, spilling his seed deep inside of her once again.
Around this time, Roxy Rocket has finally gotten impatient with watching Harley have her way with Nightwing, deciding that it is her turn to get to have some fun with him. Harley does not seem to mind, and giggles and moves off of him, allowing the other woman to take him.
"Go ahead, Roxy, you can have your turn with him. You've been waiting patiently," she says, but her voice is teasing, as if she is not going to wait long at all.
But, Roxy Rocket is happy enough with this. She has a plan to do something different with him, with a nice, big strap ready to fuck Nightwing with. She pushes him onto his back, and then straddles his hips, pushing the tip of the strap inside of him. Nightwing cries out in pain and pleasure, and the other woman does not even give him time to adjust before she is pounding into him.
Roxy moans as she fucks him, her eyes closed in bliss. This is definitely the way that she wants to enjoy him, and as she gets into a rhythm, her moans grow louder and louder. She loves having control like this, and especially loves being able to do what she wants with Nightwing, after the way that he and the other heroes have humiliated her in the past. This is a much nicer punishment than any that she has received, as far as she is concerned.
"I bet you never thought I'd have the chance to do something like this to you," she teases him, her voice breathy. She is already close to her orgasm, but she is determined to have her way with him first. It won't be that hard, though, since he is not doing much at all, aside from whimpering and writhing beneath her.
"Now, I want you to beg me for it," she orders, once she is certain that he can take no more. "I want you to beg me for more!"
But, Nightwing has a little bit of pride left, and is able to hold his tongue. His head is spinning, and he is not sure that he would even be able to form the words, no matter how he tried. But, he can't bring himself to beg, and can only let out a weak whimper, his eyes fluttering shut.
That is not what she wanted to hear, and so, she leans down, her weight bearing down on him as she pounds into his ass with all that she has, not showing the child hero a hint of mercy. "I said, beg for it!" she repeats, and only lets go when he does exactly that, begging her for more, and promising her anything if she will just continue to use him.
It is all that she could have asked for, and so, Roxy is more than happy to fuck him, and to keep using him, until he is coming for her, and only then does she allow herself to follow, moaning out as she does. She does not stop thrusting, however, continuing to pound into him, so that she can keep him coming for her. Nightwing is completely powerless, and she can tell from his expressions that it hurts him, and yet, he is still hard, and still loving every second of it. It is so good that he can't help it, even when the pleasure is edged with pain.
"That's right, I knew you'd like that," she moans, still riding him hard, and keeping up her relentless pace. She can't help but feel as though this is a bit of revenge, for the way that they have always treated her, and it makes her feel so powerful. Roxy Rocket has always had a bit of an exhibitionist streak, but she has never had the opportunity to really explore that, until now. And if she had known how much fun this was going to be, then she would have tried to find a way to do it a long time ago.
She has the perfect victim, one who is not just a hero, but who she has a grudge against, and his little girlfriend is just a few feet away, forced to watch as he goes to pieces, just for her. Though it's true that Bane has her rather occupied right now, it is also true that Batgirl can't completely ignore everything else that is going on, and that is a pretty good victory, in her mind.
When it becomes too much for her, the stimulation finally proving too much for Nightwing, the woman on top of him lets out a laugh. "There's a good boy," she murmurs, slowing her pace a bit, but still keeping up the pressure. "You're really getting into it, aren't you?"
He can't reply, but it's easy enough for her to see the answer, anyway. The look on his face gives away just how much he is enjoying himself, and Roxy can't help but find that incredibly amusing. However, at this point, Harley is getting impatient, and is ready to take her turn with Nightwing again.
"My turn, my turn!" she cheers, hopping up and down a bit, and Roxy rolls her eyes.
"All right, all right, don't get so excited," she teases, not moving just yet. Instead, she gives him a few more thrusts, just to make him moan for her a bit more. Only then does she pull back, leaving him panting and whimpering.
"Good job, Roxy!" Harley says, clapping her hands. "I knew you'd be able to handle him!"
"Yeah, I can take care of this," Roxy agrees, giving a cocky grin. "So, you better not take too long with him, cos I'm gonna want another turn too."
With that, she gives Harley room to climb on top of him, and Harley immediately gets to work, bouncing up and down on his cock. "Ooh, this is so good! You're a really lucky guy, you know?"
As she rides him, Harley leans forward, cupping her breasts. "I love your dick so much, it feels so good!"
Nightwing is beyond coherent responses, and so, all he can do is moan and whimper as she uses him. He can't get away, can't escape the overwhelming sensations, and can't even try and hold back his orgasm, not that he would want to. It is just that he is unable to, and it feels too amazing to bother fighting it. Harley is a lot like Roxy Rocket in that she does not let up, even after she has gotten him off once, and the hero finds himself being used, over and over again.
Harley keeps bouncing on his cock until she has brought him to his climax again, and when that happens, she does not let up. Instead, she bounces even harder, and moans out, letting the others know how much she is enjoying herself. Even if the two of them have had a rocky relationship in the past, at this moment, she is not thinking about anything but how amazing it feels to ride his cock, and how much she is looking forward to what she is going to do with him, next.
"You're a really cute boy," she murmurs, her voice dreamy and breathless. "I think you might even be my favorite little boy I've ever had, and I love your big cock, it feels so good in me!"
It is impossible for Nightwing to even think straight, let alone figure out what it is that she means by that. But she is having so much fun, and he does not have a choice in the matter, and so, the only thing he can do is lie there and let her keep riding him. There is nothing he can do to stop this, and so, the least he can do is give into the pleasure, and lose himself completely, just as she wants.
He has no idea what has happened to the others, or where they are, and it is impossible for him to figure out, either. All he can think about is the way it feels, as Harley uses him over and over again, never slowing her pace, and never tiring. She does not tire out easily, and it does not seem like she will let up anytime soon, and so, Nightwing has no choice but to accept it, and keep losing himself more and more, as the minutes tick by.
Batgirl is forced to watch the show, but she is distracted, since she is also getting fucked by Bane. The villain is still rather bulky, even in this childlike form, and now he has taken her ass. She is forced to bounce up and down on his cock, riding him and moaning. The Riddler is the only one who has not gotten any action so far, and the young villain decides that he is going to take this chance to have Batgirl's mouth.
He joins the two of them, pushing her down so that Bane is taking her from behind again, and so that he can stand before her.
"You know what to do, right?" he asks her.
Batgirl is in no position to argue, and even if she was, she knows what is going to happen if she tries to disobey. She can only accept it as he takes her mouth, making her bob her head up and down, taking him deeper and deeper, and gagging each time, since he does not allow her time to adjust. The Riddler wants to see how deep she can take him, and he does not hold back, making her struggle and choke on his cock, though she is able to keep it together for the most part.
And yet, no matter how much it makes her gag, she is not able to fight her body's response. It is impossible for her to deny that her arousal, though she's tried to ignore it, is growing all out of control. As long as she's watched, it has been impossible for her not to get turned on by the show, and though the Riddler should not be as well endowed as his adult self, he is surprisingly quite big, the fact that he is not giving her a chance to adjust does not help. She struggles more and more, and Bane has no qualms about taking her hard from behind, pushing her forward more and more, so that the Riddler can take her deeper.
Batgirl does not know if this is ever going to end, and the worst part is, she is not sure if she even wants it to. If things keep going this way, if the villains continue to do whatever they want with her, and the heroes are all made to watch, and are used in their own ways, then...
She has been broken to the point that she is not entirely sure that she minds this fate.
Finally, the Riddler pushes her back down, and holds her there, fucking her throat relentlessly. This time, he is unable to hold back his moans, and he does not bother trying. When he comes, it is in her mouth, and he does not pull out, not until he is sure that he has given her every last drop, and has forced her to swallow all of his come.
Only when that is done does he pull back, and Batgirl falls forward, gasping and coughing, her throat raw and aching. But Bane does not stop fucking her, not for a moment, and she is too overwhelmed with pleasure to protest. It is almost impossible for her to catch her breath, and yet, it does not matter, because she is already getting pushed to another edge, and is not sure if she can hold back this time. Bane is relentless, and Batgirl is left crying out for him, not knowing if she is calling out for him to stop, or if she is begging for more.
The heroine has no choice but to give in to her pleasure, and her moans grow louder and louder as her orgasm overtakes her, and her cries become wordless, lost in her lust. That is all the encouragement that Bane needs, and he does not slow down, fucking her through her orgasm, and then pushing her past her limit, until he is coming for her as well. The sensation is enough to push her into another orgasm, and when it is over, she is left a whimpering, quivering mess, a broken slut for all the world to see.
For Nightwing to see, because Harley and Roxy make sure that his attention is focused on Batgirl now, so that he can watch the way she goes to pieces, completely and utterly lost in her pleasure, and her ecstasy. And he has no idea how to handle that, and can only whimper and writhe, not sure if he is able to endure it, not sure if he is properly hurt by the sight of it, or if it simply furthers his arousal.
They don't force him to simply watch for long, though. After all, Harley and Roxy have decided that they can simply share him, rather than waiting around to take turns with him. Harley can use Nightwing's cock while Roxy pegs his ass, and both women can enjoy themselves to their heart's content, and there is no need for any more arguing. They can have all the fun that they could ever want, and no one has to put up with any more nonsense.
"You're so cute, I just want to fuck you over and over again," Harley tells him, her voice sweet as she looks down at him, but the smile on her face is anything but. Her tone does not match her expression, and the contrast is just enough to scare Nightwing, and to make him wonder what sort of twisted thoughts are going through her mind, when she says such things.
But he does not have the energy to really ask her about it, not when he is overwhelmed with sensation, and not when Harley is still bouncing on his cock, and not when Roxy is pushing the toy inside of him. In his state, the last thing he is able to do is wonder what it is that these villains have planned for him, or why it is that they seem so eager to see him come apart like this.
"It feels really good, doesn't it?" Roxy asks him. "It's so amazing to get fucked, and you're just a horny little boy who can't get enough of it, can you? That's what you are now, so just accept it, and admit how good it feels."
Nightwing whimpers and tries to shake his head, but Harley leans forward, wrapping her arms around him so she can cling. "There's no use lying," she says. "We can tell how much you're enjoying it, and the sooner you stop fighting it, the better! Just admit it, and then, you can have lots and lots more, and we can all have a lot of fun together!"
Even if he did not doubt her words, he does not have the strength to argue. Nightwing is weak and helpless, and is left completely at their mercy, and there is nothing that he can do about that. No matter how much he tries to resist, the girls have the upper hand, and they have him exactly where they want him, and there is nothing he can do about that. He knows, somewhere, deep inside of him, that it would be much better to simply give in, and let them have their way with him.
"Just go ahead and tell us how much you're enjoying yourself. You're getting close, aren't you? You're getting close, so you may as well go ahead and tell us!"
"It feels...really good," he finally moans out. That is the only response that he can give her, and even that is more of a whimper. But the girls are satisfied with it, and they can't help but feel accomplished, and proud of themselves.
"There, you see? That wasn't so hard!"
Roxy continues pushing the toy inside of him, and Harley bounces up and down, moaning all the while, not letting up for a second. They can't stop until they have finished, and they are not about to let up until they've completely finished, and can be absolutely sure that he has gotten everything that he could ever want out of this, that he has been thoroughly satisfied, whether he wanted to be or not.
Back with another trio in the room, Catwoman is far past the point of no return. The Joker and the Penguin have switched sides now, with her still between them. Now, the Joker takes her from behind, while the Penguin uses her mouth. It is not like she has a choice in the matter, with the way they have her pinned, and there is no getting out of this. However, there is no part of her that wants to get out of this anymore.
She is lost in her pleasure, and they are both using her without hesitation, fucking her senseless. Even if she was able to, she would not want to stop, and the two of them are not about to give her a choice, and not about to let their pleasure come to an end. They fuck her senseless, and all she can do is moan around the Penguin's cock, the noises muffled as he fucks her face.
She is getting used and abused, and is loving every second of it, and her cries only seem to encourage the Joker and the Penguin to keep pushing her further and further, never letting up. As the three of them share their ecstasy, Batman can certainly see that she is a mess now, that she is nothing like the Catwoman that he has known for so long. He can see the way her eyes flutter, the way her moans become more and more desperate, and the way her body trembles.
The young hero boys have been fucked into submission by the villainesses, but, even more than that, they have been forced to watch Batgirl and Catwoman broken in by the villain boys, and enjoy every second of it. They know that, no matter what happens next, things will never be the same.
Batman has seen Catwoman taken by his two enemies, has had to listen to her moans and cries, and knows that there is no coming back from something like that. She is completely lost in her lust now, and even if he could do something about it, even if the boys could find some way to defeat their captors, the damage is already done.
"Don't worry," Poison Ivy tells him, as if reading his mind. "You're going to get more than enough from me"
Batman is helpless to resist as she begins fucking him again in earnest. There is no denying that he has been thoroughly defeated this time, but even if he were able to bounce back and win in the end, there would never be any forgetting what has happened here. But the idea of winning is still impossible, for as long as these chemicals still leak their gas into the air, keeping the boys young, and everyone in the room desperately horny.