Batman The rumors of a new villain in town were spreading t..

Batman The rumors of a new villain in town were spreading through Gotham like wildfire. He supposedly had the power to control men's minds. Mastermind as he was called on the street was already accused of being behind the sudden police strike and rash of robberies involving members of a popular fraternity at Gotham U. However, Batman was unconcerned about the new upstart crime lord. He had defeated several so-called Supervillains before and the caped crusader planned to do the same with this Mastermind. Actually, despite the new villain, the city has been pretty quiet after the sudden disappearance of his last enemy Banes. Bruce Wayne just finished an intense workout on his punching bag when the crime alert on the bat cave’s computer console went off. Bruce wiped the sweat from his handsome bawl and walked over to the computer console. His shirtless, muscular torso was covered in sweat and glistening in the artificial light of the subterranean cave deep under the Wayne. His black pants hung low on his lean, chisel waist. He sat at the console and reviewed the large display of Gotham. A notification over the city’s warehouse district indicated that members of the city’s elite SWAT team were reported breaking into the Gotham museum and were last seen heading into one of the abandoned warehouses. Bruce couldn’t believe that the men in blue, who served the city honorably, would commit such a crime. He got up from the console and walked across the metal gangway to an alcove where the Batman body armor was on display. Bruce stared at the spandex and neoprene body armor suit and mask. Bruce hooked his thumb into the waistband of his black sweatpants and pulled them down. He stepped out of them, wearing out a small jockstrap. His powerful body was flawless, with thick legs and perfectly sculpted buttocks. He then peeled the suit on. The high tech suit hugged his muscular body like a glove. It was light weight, clinging to every bulge and curve, allowing freedom of movement but also bulletproof. Bruce pulled on the heavy black boots, multi-purpose utility belt, and lastly the bat mask and hood. As he pulled the black mask over his head, he ceased to be Bruce Wayne, the playboy billionaire, and became the dark knight, the cape crusader, Batman. He then ran, his black cape flowing behind him, toward the Bat car. Once inside the armored batmobile, he sped down the long tunnel and out onto the road. Batman stood on a beam high above the warehouse floor, as the five muscular members of Gotham SWAT team easily moved the stolen objects of Roman, Greek, and Egyptian artifacts, without saying a word. Their large well developed biceps flexing. Even from his poachment he could see the blank looks in their eyes as they unpacked the ancient nude sculptures. “Get moving, master wanted the statues set up quickly,” the muffled voice of Batman archenemy Bane was unmistakable. The muscular villain came into the large room shouting orders. His thick muscular ripped torso was exposed revealing that Bane was very much alive. Bane wore his breathing apparatus over his mouth and nose, and shaved head. Batman couldn’t help but notice how much more built and shredded Bane was now. The black pants were tight around the villain’s powerful legs and hugged the massive ass. As Bane turned his back, Batman noticed the odd tattoo on the chisel lower back, two interlocking M’s. The very observant Batman immediately knew something was amiss. Besides the tramp stamp on the masculine villain’s back, Bane’s nipples were pierced. Bane had always been proud of his thick pecs and had often been photographed shirtless. Never was there traces of pierced nipples nor tramp stamps. The thieves were about to move their spoils and it was time for Batman to react or the historical objects would be lost forever. Batman swooped down, surprising the SWAT team and Bane. “Batman! Stop him,” Bane cried out. Batman went feet first into a SWAT officer, knocking the built police officer to the floor. The officers were coming toward him from every direction. However, Batman was well trained. The five SWAT members were no match for the dark knight. Finally it was just him and Bane. Batman stepped over the knockout officers and approached Bane. Then Bane laughed. A deep loud laugh that took Batman by surprise. Suddenly the room filled with gas. Batman pulled his cape over his mouth and tried to flee to the warehouse door. It was getting hard to stay awake and moving. He reached the door but dropped to his knees. He was so close. Batman reached out to the door. His powerful muscles were so weak. Finally everything went dark as he fell face down on the floor. Smack. Batman woke to a stinging slap on his large plump ass. He found himself suspended by his hands from a low beam. His upper body was exposed, revealing a chisel torso. He pulled at the bounds to no avail. Batman still wore his mask and prayed that his identity was still a secret. “Well, well, the cape crusader is awake,” Batman heard Bane come up behind him. Batman was surprised to feel the masculine villain’s touch on his bare muscular back. He tried to pull away but was unable to avoid the large hands. Bane moved his hands down Batman’s muscle layered back. “Relax, Batman don’t fight it,” Bane gripped his muscle-packed ass. The evolutionary high tech material of his lower suit clinged and hugged Batman’s large, powerful thighs and equally exquisite buttocks. Bane pressed against him, and started running his hands over the tight uniform. Batman struggled more against the groping, exploring hands, using all of his strength to fight back. Then across the room a door slid open and two men walked in. The older man, his body and much of his face hidden by a heavy hooded robe, had his right arm draped over a younger, athletic man’s shoulders. “Robin,” Batman was in disbelief as he saw his ward standing before him. Batman hasn't seen his sidekick in a few days since Robin came out as gay. Batman/Bruce didn’t took the news well and Robin/Dick stormed out of Wayne Manor. Dick Grayson was in his identity as Robin with the exception of his tights. The gymnast and former circus performer was naked from the waist down. His cock was standing straight out, proud and throbbing. “Robin, help me,” Batman shouted as he felt Bane grinding against the strong body armor clad thighs However, Robin just stood there with a smile on his youthful, handsome face. The older man in the hooded robe stroked Robin’s thick long neck. “I’m afraid your apprentice will not be of any help to you,” the older man laughed. “What have you done to him,” Batman yelled. Batman’s huge muscles straining against the bounds to no effect. Suddenly Batman found himself staring into Mastermind’s eyes, “Just relax, Batman. It feels so good to relax, and obey,” Mastermind’s voice was so smoothing. Batman tried to resist but he found himself falling into the villain’s deep dark eyes and calming voice. Bane slowly peeled down Batman’s tights but the cape crusader offered no resistance. He felt the air stroking his jock framed ass and hole, but his struggle stopped. Bane knelt as he peeled the black body armor down the thick legs. When he got the pants to Batman’s boots, Bane gripped the muscular ass and spread them. Batman’s hole was so tight, but winked at the sensation of the other man’s breath on it. “That's it, my dark knight. It feels so good to relax and obey,” Mastermind moved Robin closer to Batman, gently stroking the younger man’s shoulders. “Bane is going to rim your bat pussy and it is going to feel so so good.” Bane removed the hatch in front of the headgear to all his tongue to penetrate Bruce’s manpussy. “So good,” Batman mumbled as his enemy pressed his face between his ass cheeks. “Oh, fuck, feel so good,” Batman moaned and pushed his ass backward toward Bane’s face. Mastermind gently pushed Robin forward. Robin obediently knelt in front of his friend and pulled aside Batman’s black jockstrap. Batman’s cock was hard and throbbing as it was freed. Robin looked up at his crime fighting partner before opening his mouth and taking the cock into his mouth. “Oh, ugh,” Batman closed his eyes and moaned, It felt so good having his ass eaten and his cock sucked, even if it was by his enemy and his ward respectfully. He felt a hand on the back of his mask. He opened his eyes to Mastermind standing in front of him, holding his head. “Relax, Bruce,” Mastermind whispered as he pulled Batman into a deep kiss. Batman didn’t care that the supervillain knew his identity. It just felt so good as he took the man’s tongue into his mouth. He felt so submissive and blissfully good as the man’s tongue wrestled with him for dominance. As they kissed, Robin was squeezed between them, as he continued to suck on Batman’s thick cock. Mastermind pulled away and walked around Bruce. Bruce held his head down in bliss. When he was behind Batman, Mastermind tapped Bane on the mountainous shoulders. Bane pulled his face from Batman’s ass, “yes, master,” The once alpha criminal pulled away from the muscle packed ass. Mastermind then opened his robes to reveal his huge cock. He gripped Batman’s utility belt and aimed his cock at the wet, drool lubed hole. Batman cried out in pleasure as he was penetrated for the first time. He could only feel pleasure as the massive cock stretched his anal muscles. Bane crawled beside Robin and the two men began to share Batman’s throbbing, leaking cock. “You feel only pleasure,” the mastermind whispered as he rammed in and out of the caped crusader. “Yes, feel so good,” Batman moaned, “You love being my slave. It feels so good to be my slave,” Mastermind pounded deeper and harder. “Yes, it feels so good being your slave,” Batman’s eyes rolled into the back of his head. His powerful ass muscles clutching around the huge cock. He was in pure bliss “I want you to cum. As you cum you will be mine completely. You will live to serve and obey me,” Mastermind slammed deep inside him. “Cum now!” “Fffuck, yes, I’m your slave!” Batman cried out. He shot thick, multiple loads, over and over, over Robin’s and Bane’s faces. As Batman came his ass muscles clamped down on Mastermind’s cock like a vice. The powerful muscles spasmed from the intense orgasm that it began to milk the supervillain’s cock. Mastermind came hard, filling his newest hero slave with his potent seed.