Super Hero Defeated and inlove

Batman thought he had the upper hand in the investigation, but a cunning twink—obsessed with him and BDSM culture—had laid a trail of false leads to lure him into a trap. The twink tried to seduce him, but Batman rejected the advance; however, anticipating the rejection, the twink had a Plan B. A magnetic hook from the ceiling latched onto Batman’s utility belt, immobilizing him. Taking advantage of Batman’s futile attempts to break free, the twink sprayed him with a sleep-inducing perfume—one that also contained ultra-concentrated pheromones designed to turn the hero into a sex toy. Instead of striking Batman, the twink began a sweet torture with a feather, making the hero feel as though he were burning up from within. The torment had only just begun.

Commissioner Gordon and Chief O'Hara have long been obsessed—one with Batman, the other with Robin. Believing they are among allies, the heroes let their guard down, and the deceitful officers seize the chance to knock them out with chloroform. The unconscious heroes, with their muscular bodies and form-fitting suits, are a delight to the two villains.

Oh, Robin! Batman did exactly what I expected. He left you alone at the dockside warehouses investigating the smuggling ring, while he went off to look into the art thefts I orchestrated to distract him. Now, I’m going to subject you to a brief session of pheromone gas therapy to make you horny and docile. And then...

After capturing Batman and Robin, Ma Parker gifts the heroes to her two favorite children so they can fulfill their fantasies.

From now on, Batman, I am your master, and you must obey. Kneel down; I’m going to take off your mask. What a beautiful face you have, Batman. Such beautiful lips—perfect for what I’m about to order you to do. Now, hero, undo my fly; my cock is waiting for your warm, playful tongue. You know what to do next, hero. Satisfy your master, Batman.

Finally, you belong to me, Batman. You fell for all my decoys regarding the stolen artworks. Now, you are my most prized masterpiece. This is your new Batcave; I’ll come here every night to make love to you. While you were unconscious, I was touching you and saw there’s something huge beneath your briefs. But above all, your ass will be the Batcave for my cock—over and over, night after night. I see your muscles tensing beneath the spandex, and my cock gets harder and harder. Kiss me, my Batman. You’re mine now.

While Somnambulator took Robin away to play with him in her bedchamber, she left Batman behind as leftovers for her henchmen to do the same. Capitalizing on Batman’s weakened state—following his earlier subjugation beneath a mountain of mattresses—the henchmen seized the opportunity to tie him up and drug him so they could do whatever they pleased with his body. Barely conscious, Batman could only watch as the henchmen fondled his manhood and observe his body’s involuntary reactions to the stimulation.

Desde que Nightwing llegó a Blüdhaven, sus días y noches habían estado llenos de soledad. Pero entonces, mientras luchaba contra el crimen, lo conoció. El apuesto y robusto sheriff lo deslumbró con su enorme, velludo y musculoso físico. Por su parte, el sheriff se enamoró perdidamente del hermoso joven héroe que cargaba con el peso de la justicia sobre sus hombros. Al principio, solo hubo miradas furtivas entre ellos; luego, las miradas se volvieron más prolongadas, seguidas de sus primeras conversaciones. Pronto, ambos hombres supieron lo que sentían el uno por el otro. El sheriff nunca presionó a Nightwing para que revelara su identidad, aunque ya la conocía. Después de eso, comenzaron las noches llenas de amor, músculos, sudor y cuero en la cabaña del sheriff. Noche tras noche, Nightwing se dormía en los brazos de aquel apuesto hombre, y el sheriff sentía una necesidad abrumadora de proteger, abrazar y amar a aquel hermoso y sensual joven que eligió ser un héroe sin esperar nada a cambio.

While Black Widow does whatever she pleases with a trapped Batman, a henchman seizes the opportunity to subject Robin to pheromone therapy. After breathing in the gas for a few minutes, Robin awakens with an uncontrollable desire to be the bottom for the henchman who captured him. Robin is so affected by the pheromones that his costume feels like it is burning him, and he wants that handsome man to put an end to his torment.

Do you like my pheromone-based perfume, Batman? I made it especially for you. It’ll turn you on, and your cock will grow inside me, my hero.

Oh, Arrow... what were you thinking? That you could roam the city in that gorgeous leather suit and never get kidnapped? It was so easy to plant those false leads and lure you into my trap! Well, handsome... now you belong to me. If you relax, you might even enjoy it.

Are you scared, little bird?