Taming Catwoman: (DC) (full version) by RodimusPrime2003, literature
Literature
Taming Catwoman: (DC) (full version)
This story is purely fictional and may contain subjects that aren't for everyone, such as ladies in bondage, all bondage in real life needs to be done in both a safe and consensual way otherwise things would be really bad for both parties involved and likely end in jail time or something more severe. Selena Kyle (AKA The Catwoman) was enjoying a relaxing day in Gotham City due to most of the city's most violent criminals being currently under lock and key at Arkham Asylum and Blackgate prison. She was at home spending time with her many cats when she heard that there was going to be a charity auction held at Wayne Manor in a few days via the local news channel. One of the top items of the coming auction was a beautiful jewel that was carved in the shape of a feline, which meant she had to have it. Selena didn't usually like stealing from Bruce Wayne, but sometimes it was necessary, and she was sure to apologize for it in one way or another the next time she ran into him. It didn’t take her long to prepare for the heist and she planned to temporarily leave Gotham right after swiping to jeweled cat so she hired a cat sitter who she told she'd be away for anywhere from a few weeks to a month and a half, after all she did somewhat fears the bat despite their obvious attraction to each other. Selena was completely ready to begin the heist and outside Wayne Manor within half an hour. She was wearing her black leather catsuit with the zipper in the front which perfectly highlighted her athletic and sexy feminine features, she wore her usual black leather heeled boots and gloves and her mask somewhat resembled Batman's though with smaller more triangular ear pieces. It didn’t take her long to get inside the Mansion after dodging a few cameras and laser sensors and avoiding the old butler as she jokingly thought of Alfred Pennyworth, the only thing that she had difficulty avoiding was a new security robot which kinda resembled a rolling garbage can with a big door on the front and what looked like some kind of projectile launcher mounted on one side and as well as sensors around the top yet she got past it and was surprised she didn't stir the guard dog, Ace. It didn’t take her long to reach Bruce's study where she knew he kept valuables in a hidden and pretty secure safe that seemed to change each time she broke in. This time the safe had a biometric lock which was going to be a problem since it was likely encoded to Bruce's thumbprint if not anything else, it took Catwoman a few minutes to figure out how to fabricate Bruce's print and all she needed was a little putty, glue and heat and presto she had a cast of his thumb and attached it to her gloved right thumb and used it on the lock but she was in for a surprise because as it read the print it pricked her just below the print for a blood sample yet she didn't know this and was pleased when the safe opened. Meanwhile, the prototype security robot was patrolling the hauls when it got an alert from the safe stating someone had accessed it who wasn't supposed to. It also sent a 3D scan of the culprit and a sex confirmation to the robot, which moved to intercept, remotely locking down her escape routes as it did so. Upon reaching the study, it waited for her to try to leave. As she turned around she saw it next to the door and it looked powered down but it still alarmed her to see it, she walked past it to the door and tried to open it but it didn't budge at this she tried the window noticing that security shutters were engaged which they often were at night with this room, so she tried the door again before inspection the robot, it was about six feet tall (not counting on trees beneath it) and about four feet wide but the door was three feet wide and almost as tall as the robot. Selena was confused and turned her back to the robot to think but only after a few seconds with her back turned to it she felt a strong metallic grip latch simultaneously over multiple parts of her body such a her: ankles, calfs, thighs, waist, wrists, mid forearm, elbows, lower chest (below her breasts), upper chest (above her breasts), and her lower neck,, before feeling her legs pulled together at these pouts then her arms together behind her before being pulled against her body, at this she realized what had happened she'd fallen into a trap and now had to fight against what were likely prototype hi-tech restraints which were immobilizing her. As she fought the restraints she started to curse both herself and the robot slowly growing in volume as she did and the robot noticed that if she kept doing so at this rate she could wake Bruce and since the robot was set not disturb him it decided that the best course of action would be to silence its captive before long so it started to pull her to the door and into transport bay. Catwoman wasn't happy upon realizing that it was the robot pulling her into it and redoubled her escape attempts before being pulled most of the way in and noticing that it had more items to lock onto her and about screamed as she saw the gag before it was swiftly applied and expanded making it difficult for her to breathe, as Selena became fully engulfed by the bot she felt her body start to go rigid despite her struggles. Next thing she knew the door was closing before her eyes then the front of her outfit came open and something slipped into her causing her to blush as she couldn't do much more, the device now inside her was testing her DNA for a match (and vibrating as it does so) then it found a match for socialite Selena Kyle noting all the information the batcomputer had on the Catwoman, after going over the data it set the scanner to keep vibrating where it was and locked a new piece of metal restraints directly over her lady bits and connected to the piece around her waist. Selena was furious with the robot at this point and trying to fight it in any possible way, which was difficult considering she couldn't move an inch. As such she wasn't happy when her hands were immobilized or even that the top of her outfit was being pulled away from her breasts and fought so hard that all her restraints became a size too small for her. After her breasts were exposed, she barely saw but definitely felt the cold metal bands clamp around the base of each of her breasts tightly, then the clamps attach themselves to her tits and start vibrating. Selena now felt like a doll, completely unable to move or make a sound. She was embarrassed that this had happened to her so easily and even more so as she felt herself getting turned on by the forced stimulation. She decided to stop struggling and let things happen, then her eyes adjusted and she saw it a faint Baterang shape slightly indented in the inside of the door, this was the day she realized that Bruce Wayne was the Batman of course the men she felt attracted to in both parts of her double life were the same, how'd she not realize there mannerisms were so similar now that she thought about it. As she was busy thinking she felt the robot move for a few minutes then stop, upon stopping she heard some latches disengage under her and grow nervous before being blindfolded and dropped by the robot and into a long shute, down what felt like a story or two but that can't be she has just on the first floor, the next thing she knew she was waiting in a tube for hours until she heard someone in the distance walking up to her and open the tube. "I need to reset that things parameters on what's an appropriate method of restraint," stated a familiar voice. "Now who do we have here?" With that, the vibrators deactivated, and her blindfold was removed, and Selena's earlier thoughts were confirmed upon seeing Batman's cowled face in front of her. Bruce wasn't surprised to find Selena being the person that the bot captured. However, he was surprised to see that she wasn't mad, only smugly looking at him. "Mmmph," she said, looking at him and then down towards her gag. "I guess you want me to remove your gag, huh?" He asked, stoically keeping up the Batman persona for as long as he could. "Yemmms Pmmms," she said, nodding slyly. Bruce removed her gag after deflating it. He also decided to remove her mask at the same time. "Quite the situation you got yourself into this time, Selena," he teased stoically. "It is, isn't it, but I think it's worth it, don't you, Burce." She teased back. 'How'd she find out,' he thought to himself. "Wait, you think I’m Bruce Wayne?" He asked, trying to find any doubts that she might betray instead only finding confidence. "Please, Bruce, it doesn't take a genius to tell me that the Batman living under Wayne Manor equals you being Bruce Wayne plus that slight Batsymbol inside of the robot gave you away." She explained, matter of factly trying to hide her arousal brought on by the vibrators earlier. "Well then, I guess there's no need for this," he said as he removed his cowell, revealing his face. "Now, what am I going to do with you?" "Well, you've already got me helpless and rather exposed," she both teased and hinted to him. "Sorry about that, I'm still working out some bugs in the robot's OS," he said with a chuckle. "Don't be, I was actually starting to enjoy it before you came -" she noticed too late what she was saying and didn't cut herself off soon enough. "I take it that you want the gag back so that you can pretend to be angry?" He asked teasingly. "You know that might not be a bad idea if you promise me one thing," she said, summoning him closer. "I want to be your, how do I put this best, 'uncooperative plaything' for the next month and a half." Bruce examined her cautiously for a good long moment before responding. "You're sure?" He asked, seeing her biting her lip seductively. "Certane" was her only response. "It would be brutal," he warned. "Even better," she replied, shaking her tits. "Then how shall we start," he said with a smirk. "Gag me once again, then taze me and strip me while I'm out cold and make me feel like I've been kidnapped while burglarizing someone," she instructed. "Okay, I hope you know what you just got yourself into," he teased, bringing the gag back up to her face. She accepted the gag as it was re-insered into her mouth and inflated so she could just barely breathe once more. "Last chance to change your mind," he teased, knowing she likely wouldn't. Selena rolled her eyes and shook her head no before feeling the taser and blacking out. Week: 1 Day: 1 Not long later Selena Kyle regained consciousness noting that she was back in Wayne Manor and that it was morning as she tried to stretch realizing that she was bound securely other than that she was fully nude before recalling the events of the night before. She was bound in lots of ropes, strictly hogtied with her arms in a Reverse-prayer position, legs fused together, deeply crotch-roped and hands cocooned in tape She chuckled slightly to herself as she noticed her gag. It was some type of cloth packed into her mouth with tape wrapped over top of it and around the lower portion of her face and head. After a few moments of studying her gag she noted that it tasted slightly fishy like- then it dawned on her the packing was some of her worn panties from one of the few times when she'd spent the night with Bruce. "Awake, I see," Bruce teased with a maniacal grin. "Fmmn Ymm Bmmstnd," she retorted, moc-angrily through her gag while getting into character. "Now now, you broke into my home. It's only fair that I make you pay for it," He teased menacingly. This sent shudders of joy, which she masked as fear down her spine, and she began to struggle violently against her bonds. Bruce razed a remote in his hand and pushed a button, causing a small device buried deep in her womanhood to start vibrating intensely. This caused Selena to jerk wildly before renewing her efforts tenfold, trying to suppress her arousal. Bruce watched smugly before deciding that he needed to make things more difficult on her since she was resisting so much after all. He rolled her onto her side and applied a pair of strong nipple clamps to her tits, before untying the rope keeping her in her hogtied position and making her back arch so much that she could barely move then retying so she would be secure for however long he needed to keep her like this. Next he decided to take some zip ties and fasten them around her limbs to further immobilize her and cause discomfort he also fastened one around the base of each of her breasts making them uncomfortably bulge as perfect spheres and lastly he cocooned most of her body with tape leaving only her head, breasts and womanhood exposed. Selena was now starting to get genuinely displeased at her situation despite having ensured no safety signs were to be used and that she wanted this to feel like a real kidnapping; she was regretting that decision as she now understood Bruce's warnings. She decided that since she was to endure this severe predicament that she spout muffled curses at her captor, he knew this would likely make him try and shut her up even more than she already was. "Ymm Fmmn Bmmstnd, Lmm Eeeh Ooooh Iiight Oooou, IIIGHT OOOOU." she demanded angrily now fully feel like this was real instead of simulated, just what she initially thought she'd wanted. "No, can do, you still have to pay for breaking in, as such I am going to make you my personal slave, now let's work on that foul mouth of yours," he started as he went to find more to add to her gag. Bruce knew that when Selena had demanded this fate that she would have wanted to suffer through the entirety of it even if she wasn't enjoying it at that very moment so he obliged her and they both knew that when she requested it to feel like she'd been kidnapped that she'd meant Gotham style. After a few minutes, Bruce returned with a few rags, some electrical tape, some vet-wrap, gause, and tegaderm tape to waterproof it at the end. Selena wanted to fight him and did so as he shut her up with multiple layers until only grunts and groans could be heard, then he waterproofed her gag. "Finally, now that you have stopped hurling obscenities at me, I'll let you acclimate to your situation before we begin your proper training tomorrow," he said mocking her playfully as he warned her of what was yet to come. "One last thing, I want you to start your training positively and as such I'll allow you to cum a few times as you acclimate overnights that's what you will do for the rest of the day simply cum and acclimate," with that he set the vibrator to maximum so that she'd endure what was needed to prime her thoroughly for her training. Bruce left the room to let Selena endure what she'd requested the night before. As he locked the door behind him, he greeted Alfred and informed him that their guest would be fasting this day. "That woman is an odd one, master Bruce. Why do you suppose she's requested this treatment from you?" Alfred inquired thoughtfully. "Honestly, I think she feels guilty for her crimes and just wants to feel like she's been punished for all of them at the same time," he speculated. "A decent observation, I suppose. The only other option I can think of is that she may have finally lost it like so many others who live in this city," was Alfred's grim response. Meanwhile, Selena was enduring the best orgasms of her entire life despite not currently wanting to endure them. She enjoyed them nonetheless. End day: 1 Day: 2 Selena didn't sleep much during the night partly due to excitement over her odd fantasy being fulfilled, and partly due to the vibrator not running out of battery until half after midnight and the rest due to both how uncomfortab her bonds were and being stuck in a puddle of her own juices from her few hundred orgasms throughout the day prior. During the day prior Bruce had to attend to a lot of things with his family's business, Wayne Enterprises, and at night he dealt with petty crimes periodically and had Alfred made sure that Selena was physically okay, he found that the only thing he had to really worry about was her hydration and breathing, she seemed to do okay for both, although he raised his concerns with Bruce just to ensure that nothing bad happened for either of the lovers. "I hope that you've enjoyed your last bits of pleasure for a while," Bruce teased as he came into the room to get her ready for what came next. Selena quickly got into character and growled at him as best she could through her heavy-duty gag. "Now Selena growling isn't a cat thing, it's a dog thing, don't tell me that you are wanting to change your persona to Bitch the Dogwoman," he teased, making her shudder in disapproval at the suggestion. "Now let's get you ready for your training. How does one train a cat again? Oh yes, that's right, with water." This displeased her since she knew today would likely equal water torture in order to get her to cooperate, which, like an actual cat, she was apprehensive at the idea of. Bruce removed the tape from her body, crotch-rope, and vibrator from her womanhood before escorting her to a restroom so that she could relieve herself before her training was to begin. He wiped her ass for her and then carried her out to the pool so that she could be trained to lose the attitude (he was trying to go nice on her to start). Upon reaching the pool, Bruce tied two additional ropes to the sexy bound Catburgler, one to her ankle bindings and the other two her Reverse-prayer bound arms, one to trip her and one to save her. Selena was getting less fond of this by the minute and fought him whenever she could before finding herself standing at the edge of his pool. "Don't make me have to do this. You won't be happy if I do," Bruce said, giving her the only warning she'd receive. "Fmmn Ymm." Within moments, her feet were pulled out from under her, and she fell into the pool, causing her to panic and struggle upside-down for a whole minute until he pulled her back up to breathe. Selena looked at him in absolute terror and disbelief at what had just happened as she breathed heavily to refill her lungs. "I warned you, now will you lose the defiant attitude or not?" Selena glared defiantly at him before being pulled back under the water for another whole minute before being allowed to breathe once again. "You can end this at any point." She was defiant once again and submerged as before and this time upon surfacing she gave him a murderous look which brought her back under, this time for a minute and a half before being allowed to breathe again, now she was giving him a rather beaten look trying to plead him not to dunk her again. "Will you keep being defiant," he asked sternly. Selena slowly and shamefully shook her head, trying to verbalize any sound to emphasize the gesture unsuccessfully. "Good, now let's get you hydrated, shall we." He said pulling her out of the pool and preparing to remove her gag after inspecting her bonds, the ropes held and the zipties were still firmly in place thought they were mostly there to make a point when needed since he could quickly tighten them as he desires. After removing her gag, he helped her drink a bottle of water before evaluating if she'd need a gag for the rest of the day or not. "Just let me go I'll never break in again I promise, just let me go," Selena said clearly putting on an act to half-heartedly trying to get he freed from the bonds she was trapped in. "You know very well why that isn't going to happen," he responded before shoving a big sponge into her mouth to once again shut her up before putting a piece of tegaderm tape over the top so that she couldn’t spit it out. At this, she resigned herself happily, knowing that he wouldn't back out of this and make her suffer everything she both did and didn't know she wanted him to do to her. The crotch-rope was retied shortly after that before being brought to the basement of the mansion (not the Batcave) and given her accommodations for the time being, which was a form-fitting body-cage that she'd be forced to stand in while in between training sessions. End day 2. Day: 3 Nothing particularly interesting happened on day three; she was mostly kept in isolation while getting her arms tied in a slightly more comfortable position, double columns fused at wrists and elbows, and getting an IV drip. Nothing special. Day: 4 The day started with Selena waking up to see Bruce watching her holding several items to "train" her. She decided that she wanted to play difficult today, hoping he'd try and drive it out of her in a different way today, of course she was still stuck in the same situation from the past few days (tight bondage and an effective gag). "Good morning, pretty kitty," Bruce teased, "if there's no objections, let's get your training underway." "Mmm Mmph," she defiantly yet slightly playfully moaned. “Feisty today are we, well today should take care of that, if not I may need to take more drastic measures.” Bruce said slyly. “MMmmrrrrph,” Selena protested somewhat playfully and somewhat genuinely. With that, Bruce brought out a leather flogger and started using it on her tits, greatly arousing her with each impact. ‘You're such a slut for him Selena. I know and I love it. ’ she thought to herself. ‘I need to reset him more so I get more discipline and punishment. Why am I such a slut for him?’ “Well Selena I think you are enjoying this too much,” Bruce teased. “Mmmnn mmm mmmhhh,” she frantically protested, desperately trying to get him to believe that she wasn't enjoying the flogger and discreetly convince him to continue using it on her. “Oh come on Selena the Cats out of the bag, you were literally dripping with each impact,” he teased whilst calling her out. Selena was now silently blushing uncontrollably. “Fmmn Ymm.” “Tisk Tisk, I thought we took care of that attitude. I guess we need to take care of that once again, though I'm not sure if we should use the pool again or if I should try something else.” Bruce said, trying to Gauge her reaction and to see if the pool is or isn't an effective option. “Nnnhhh Nnng Nnnhhh Nnngh.” She fiercely protested whilst fighting her bonds like never before. ‘No no, anything but the pool, I hate that option. If only he'd asked me when he ungagged me, I would have told him. Why the hell didn't he ask when I could respond.’ “Now Selena I know that you don't like the pool technique, and don't quite want to use that method again if I don't have to but I don't really see any other options unless you have one.” “Ymmmm.” She nodded, unsure of whether she was sure she was going to regret this or not. ‘What are you thinking Selena?’ “You do, do you? Well then I guess I should hear you out.” At the he removed the tegaderm tape keeping the sponge in her mouth before removing the sponge. “Gaah, I have a suggestion that I will probably regret.” She said somewhat cautiously. “Unless you tell me quickly I am going to regag you and use the pool method for the rest of the day.” “Alright, just not the pool again, please.” She begged. “Okay, then tell me what your idea is so that I can decide whether to use it or not.” “Strappado, my idea is strappado torture. Hell go the full way with it, just don’t throw me in the pool while I am unable to swim, please not again.” “Well that could work yet it could cause a lot of physical problems in the long run.” he warned. “Fine, just anything but the pool,” she begged. “Alright, but let's not say you were unaware of just how nasty it will be.” “I'm well aware I've been subjected to them before.” “Open up.” Bruce said holding an inflatable-gag to her mouth after a brief pause upon hearing that she'd endured a strappado before then remembering that she'd mentioned spending time working as a dominatrix in her early twenties. “Aahh” Selena obeyed knowing that it wouldn't be wise to fight him on this. “Now let's get you ready for your strappado.” He said as he pumped her gag five and a half times. About fifteen minutes later Bruce was finishing up Selena's strappado making sure that it would be very uncomfortable while not causing irreversible harm to her. “There you are, now let's make sure that you learn this time.” He said pulling out two clover-clamps with weights attached to their ends via very short chains. “MMmmphh,” she protested upon seeing the clamps. The rest of the day was tit-torture after tit-torture, (sometimes with a electro-wand, sometimes with a flogger) until she finally behaved and lost her “hostile attitude” for now at least. End day 4. Day: 5 Day five was set to be an absolute nightmare and if she'd actually been kidnapped it would have been so very much worse. For starters she woke up in a panic when Bruce decided to fully inflate her gag, cutting off her breathing in the process. “Oh relax you haven't experienced anything yet,” he said, deflating it slightly so she could breathe once more. “Welcome to your first “Hell” day.” He said giving her about the only warning she'd receive for what all was to come for the rest of the day. “MMMMRRRRPH MMMMMMGGGGGHHHHH MMMMMMMMMHHH,” Selena angrily protested, she was genuinely really really not happy with him at the moment and was truly wanting to get a little payback and put him in her current predicament but wouldn't get the chance. “Now Selena I thought we just dealt with that attitude, I realized that I didn't wake you in the nicest way, but that is the point of today.” Bruce explained calmly. Selena stopped and looked at him with both confused and concerned expressions on her face. Then she saw a bag and its contents which were approximately: a hundred or so zip ties of various sizes, a dozen or so rolls of duct tape, and several bundles of rope, along with an electro-wand, multiple pairs of panties (presumably hers) and a big sponge. This made her realize what he meant by “Hell-Day” and she had mixed feelings about it so she decided to struggle so he would manhandle her while adjusting her bonds. ‘I hope that I don't regret my decision here, I won't. This'll be fun besides I do so like it when he gets rough with me.’ “It looks like you want this done the hard way, well that can be arranged,” he said with a smirk as he roughly yet carefully undid her strappado before pinning her to the floor so that he could add more bonds to her arms and body, he started with multiple zip ties in multiple places and made them tight, then he practically encased her arms and torso in tight ropes so that you could barely see her lovely skin anywhere except at her breasts and womanhood before completely mummifying her arms and most of her body with the Duct-tape and it was five layers thick on the tape and her arms were completely impossible to move anywhere. Selena didn't know what to think. On one hand this was rather uncomfortable for her arms and on the other it was quite thrilling to be made so helpless. She still trusted Bruce since he had yet to cross any real lines that would break her trust though he'd gotten close a few times (particularly with the inflatable-gag stunt earlier that morning). “I hope that you understand what is going on here slut,” he teased whilst whispering in her ear. “MMMMMMMMMHHH,” she wailed moc-angrily trying to hide her arousal which was obvious at this point but also hoping he'd just grope her or something to allow her some pleasure even if it wasn't a full orgasm she was already starting to get desperate but she had to hide it so she struggled twice as hard and thrice as ferociously. This made Bruce have to be strategic in how he tied her legs, he started by folding them as if he were to hogtie her before carefully weaving zip ties and ropes through the small gaps in her existing bonds and tightly secured them both together and folded until they were practically a useless brick and only movable at her hips until he decided to tie her feet and connect her toes to her crotch-rope giving Selena a jolt that she wouldn't soon forget, though he held off on the tape for now. Selena at this point was barely able to think because of all the ropes, zip ties and tape and as such was a bit caught off guard when her gag was removed in fact she barely noticed it was happening until I was almost off. “Mmmmm-Gaah, wh-what are you do-mmmph,” she struggled to say before being cut off when his hand was placed over her mouth, she was doing everything she could to keep herself in the moment but was finding it to be rather difficult for some reason while yes she couldn't move that didn't explain why it was getting difficult for her to think. While Selena was trying to figure out what was happening in her head Bruce was preparing the four pairs of panties and the sponge, and after a brief moment her packed one of the panties into her right cheek than another into her left cheek then the last two towards the back of her mouth before packing the sponge in and having difficulty doing so because of how full her mouth already was. After finally getting the sponge far enough in he sealed her mouth shut with fifteen layers of tape around her lower face making her completely unable to speak. As this happened it got even harder for Selena to think and she was not expecting the last three parts of her bondage. The third to last thing Bruce did was carefully wrap a rope around her neck and make sure that it wouldn't tighten before tying it to her ankles causing her chest to raise off the floor until her breasts were just lightly brushing against it. After he tied her goat-rope her grabbed some of her hair and bound in to her ankles so that she couldn’t accidentally choke herself into unconsciousness or worse. And finally he cocooned her legs and feet in five layers of tape to finish things off. By this point Selena was in what could only be described as subspace, a state of absolute bliss and submission. There were a few other things that happened this day and during the rest of her month of bondage but that doesn't really concern us and as such I believe it's time to give the Cat and Bat a little privacy. Thank you. If you've made it this far and enjoyed it, please feel free to check out some of my other stories and let me know what you think.
Vignette 21 - The Directrix Closes Oubliette 9 by phantomdotexe, literature
Literature
Vignette 21 - The Directrix Closes Oubliette 9
Jeanette’s face was red with anger - more red than her bright hair. Not that anyone could see it. It had been shaved close as part of prisoner processing, and the remainder was now tucked under a hood. The hood - black and glossy with brighter trim - didn’t cover her entire face, and left openings for her plump lips and bright eyes. It was the only thing not covered, though, for Jeanette - after being tried and interred and now the rubber-sealed captive of the evil Directrix - was in deep. Though the Directrix was about to show her deeper. She was utterly, utterly, utterly doomed. From the first moment, she’d been dressed in high-tech latex and unyielding rubber. A tight suit. A tighter sack. It felt like a snake swallowing her whole. The tight suit was seemingly designed to interface with the sack; after being polished and lubed, her prisoner suit fit quite nicely inside the thick rubber of the prisoner sack, and both of them seemed to have dozens of tiny snaps, straps, and locks