51 Nude Colony IV // Inner Harem
Aaron put a hand on his hip. "So where will you go?"
Elaine stood there for a moment, thinking. "To warn the Justice League. Superman and Wonder Woman will be a great asset to us. The Flash and Martian Manhunter too." Pause. Her eyes drifted down. "Also, you are WAY too comfortable being naked."
Aaron replied without missing a beat, "You're a goddess of creation and you're in a cottage at a nude colony. Who cares?"
Elaine was momentarily glued to his flaccid member. Swallowing, she looked away. "Whatever."
Death spun her umbrella around. "Then we hope to see you later. And good luck."
Aaron crossed his arms. "Right."
Zip! They were gone.
Planning against Empty Hand was near impossible unless they had to have the full cooperation of the Justice League. Until then, Aaron would need to keep to himself and keep doing what he did. Maintain his strength as best as he could and help Gotham City.
He whipped out his phone. Best to text Cassandra to let her know, he thought.
> Aaron: My trip is taking longer than expected
> Cassandra: when will u b back?
> Aaron: in ten hours at least. Something came up
> Cassandra: kk
Standing in the living room, he sighed. Elizabeth had a nice place, no two ways about it. A huge television screen, a view of the outside sun and the beach…
If this place wasn't a nude beach, he would have considered bringing Cassandra here.
"Well, well, well," a voice whispered in his ear, arms wrapping around him. Bare breasts pressed his back and he shuddered in delight. "The cat's woken up and sees a big fat cock. What does she do~?"
Lower, lower, lower down his abdomen, till she held the base of his cock. A schlong that when flaccid was still larger than any other on the colony.
"Oh, dear! She wants the cock to plunge into her teeny tiny pussy! What a shocker!"
Aaron chuckled. "Right, well, maybe later."
Selina pouted and put her head on his cheek to needily kiss his cheek. "Aww~! But big cocks aren't common for this kitty! Pleassse~!"
She giggled, purposely annoying him.
Another set of footsteps entered the fray. The tall, muscular woman had freshly come out of the shower, her scent earthy. The living room and kitchen were together in one open space, so ignoring Selina and Aaron was impossible even in the kitchen.
"Enough, Catwoman," said Ven. "You should be glad his cock even exists."
"Sorry, babe, but I'm a greedy gal. I hoped an evil mercenary like you would understand."
"After a good dicking, no real woman would turn to evil," Ven said, making breakfast.
"Agreeeed!" Harley came in, boobs jiggling and grin wide. "I see, you see, we all scream for Aaron's co—"
"Quiet, please." Vixen slapped Harley on the head and silenced her. Then, she went up to Aaron and pulled him into an embrace. She looked up at him, smiling, and the two kissed.
"You should swing by the League HQ. Bumblebee will appreciate a nice BWC." Vixen could feel his gigantic schlong twitching, pressed between their thighs.
"Bumblebee? Doesn't she have a husband?" Harley asked. "Wait, she's retired too!"
"She won't mind coming out to leave her husband once she sees that D." Vixen's fingers traced the veins of his shaft, still looking up at Aaron lovingly. "Skyrocket too. She loves white boys."
"And you?" Aaron asked.
"After yesterday?" Vixen shuddered and kissed his lip. "Colour doesn't matter as long as it's YOUR cock."
Aaron put his hands on her ass cheeks. Dark and toned, they were a wonderful pound of flesh to grope. "I'm glad. Pounding you from behind was an honour."
"I am standing right here!" Selina announced from behind, her head hooking on his shoulder, arms looped and hands on his biceps.
Vixen broke away from him. "So? Aren't you Batman's girl? Go and leave some for the rest."
Selina stuck her tongue out. "I'm Aaron's girl now~!"
Vixen muttered, not letting go of him, "Still can't believe Batman's girl is getting fucked by someone else."
The proud Talia al Ghul arrived, hips swaying. "As am I. Only his cock can fill the hole in my womb and my heart."
"You two sure get along," Vixen commented. "I didn't think the exes of another guy could coincidentally find the same rebound."
"Who said anything about a rebound, babe? This is forever." Selina's arms continued to slither around him. Meanwhile, Talia went to the kitchen to grab something to drink.
Aaron escaped from Selina and Vixen, whose body types, confidence, and sexiness paralleled one another to a fascinating degree.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Not everyone was here since their muscles and cunts were sore, like Lady Shiva and Ivy, so he decided to open the door himself.
What awaited him was the legendary blonde chick of the Justice League—Black Canary. Literally in the flesh, completely nude, he couldn't stop himself from smiling.
"Hello there," Aaron greeted, a hand on the doorframe, massive dong just hanging there.
Dinah's breath hitched. Her eyes attempted to keep eye contact but failed. She glanced, got a long look at his phallus, and went back. She cleared her throat, a hand in her hip. "The mayor wants to see you."
"Oh? The mayor?"
"Mayor Circe," Dinah clarified.
"Where's Oliver?"
"With the mayor."
Both of them were silent, vividly recalling his manhood. Comparing it to Aaron would be a total joke. The gap in size spoke for itself.
Dinah came in close, a hand on his chest, and said, "Look, Oliver might not have the biggest cock in the world but it's good enough for me. I married him for a reason."
"I didn't say anything."
"Whatever." Dinah turned and walked away. Her glorious ass was just begging to be slapped. Still, she walked fast. Aaron followed.
Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!
Hearing his cock slap against thigh, Dinah promptly slowed down her pace to match his.
"Not gonna comment?" Aaron teased.
"I have a husband," Dinah replied, arms under her tits. "There's only one penis I think of."
"Fair enough."
Walking through the nude beach with the Black Canary was a privilege. Eyes followed them—the idealized representations of the male and female physique. A flaccid cock over nine inches long, hanging between his legs. Big gravity defying tits and a wonderful set of ass cheeks.
Aaron's ego inflated with pride as people stared at them, their mouths gaping open in awe. He couldn't deny the boost to his confidence, but there was always a part of him that hesitated.
"Wow, you're Black Canary!" Dinah turned around slowly, giving her hips an eye-catching sway that accentuated every curve. It was a woman and her husband, attractive in their own right but outclassed by the sculptures that were Dinah and Aaron. "Can I have a picture? My husband is taking the picture."
Aaron stepped aside. However, to his surprise, the woman beckoned him over. "You're her new boyfriend, right?" A glance to his cock. "You should join us."
"Not her boyfriend," Aaron corrected.
"I have a husband," Dinah quickly added.
"That's okay," the woman said. Sighing, he joined them, going in between. Aaron in the middle, Dinah to the left, and the grinning woman to the right, all the while her husband took several shots of the three.
"Cheese," the husband said, eyes dead. He had something of an acorn dick so compared to Aaron it was incredibly humiliating.
"Thank you!" After thanking them, the woman returned to her husband, although not without glancing over her shoulder to get one last peek at his member.
"Let's keep going," Dinah murmured. Aaron agreed.
***
Perched on a rise overlooking the island, the mayor's building was a grand structure with Grecian columns. A type of aesthetic that invoked both classic elegance and ancient magic. Merely by glancing at the building, he detected strong amounts of magic.
'Circe. I sensed her before. I thought I hid my presence well from her. I guess not.'
Standing at the front door were two tall black men. Not just any men, mind you. Buff as a wrestler, as tall as a basketball player, and nearly as well-hung as Aaron. Indeed, these men were no slouches. Their dark schlongs hung seven inches down and slightly slim for their length.
The two men didn't seem like men either. They had horns on their bald heads and wore sunglasses hiding their black puppeted eyes. These weren't humans—they were Circe's Ani-Men. Human-animal hybrids created to protect her home.
Aaron could see right through them. 'Bulls and humans, a combination to recreate intimidating, well-hung men.'
The Ani-Men guards gestured for Dinah and Aaron to come in, the doors opening from their gesture.
At the beginning steps of the mansion, they were greeted by a foyer with a graceful staircase spiraling upward. While the path upstairs beckoned with its allure, attention was drawn to a set of French doors positioned near the foyer's corner, leading to the lush garden beyond.
Dinah went forward. "Come on," she said.
In an instant, Aaron's eyes scanned the entirety of the mansion. The home of the mayor was identical to a public museum. Glasses containing artifacts were everywhere. Twenty rooms, yet most were filled to the brim with magical artificts.
A stone path paved the way through the garden, winding its way to a gazebo. That was where Circe was. That was when Aaron decided to speed up and let his cock do the talking for him.
Thwap! Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!
Red eyes, purple hair, and a stunning figure. Circe looked to be one hell of a babe. Aaron was already eager to fuck her, despite not having exchanged a single word with her. He was horny. Really fucking horny. He suspected it was due to his powers weakening—his human brain couldn't compute and an imbalance of hormones occurred.
"Hello," Aaron greeted.
"Jesus." It wasn't Circe that responded but Oliver Queen. He sat at the table in the gazebo, forced to watch his wife arrive with a man triple his size. "Dinah, I hope you didn't get seduced by that thing. In fact, I hope you weren't seduced by those Ani-men too." A sigh and a mutter, "Jesus…"
"What kind of woman do you see me as?" Dinah said. "I'm not the type to let a train get run on me because I see a bunch of big dicks."
"Sorry…"
Dinah rolled her eyes. "Men and their obsession with size…if the biggest dick was the best thing either, then nobody would ever be getting pussy, especially mine. I'm quite picky, Oliver, yet I still chose you."
Oliver suddenly looked ashamed. "I know, I know."
"Now that we have that out of the way." Circe raised her tea cup. "Aaron Reigner, would you care for a drink?"
"Circe, yes? I'd be honoured." Thwap! Thwap! Thwap! He walked, dick slinging, and took the available seat. Almost instantly, her Ani-men came over and filled his teacup. The fresh black tea was surprisingly refreshing.
"I manage this island," Circe began, "and I couldn't help but hear about your…assets."
"She means your dick," Oliver interjected.
"Yes, well…" Circe sipped on her tea to cool off. "It is, without question, the largest to enter this island. We of Cat Island tend to take notice
The Ani-men, the bull-human hybrids. Each one of them was a pinnacle of male physical prowess, their forms a testament to both Circe's magical abilities and her preference for powerful guardians. Bull cocks between their legs.
Luckily, Aaron's own size could cause even bulls to stare in envy.
Meanwhile, Oliver was outclassed. A little boy standing between real men.
"What is this, a goddamn collection of the biggest dicks on planet Earth," Oliver muttered. "I feel like a total cuck."
"H-hm." Dinah discreetly eyed the black cocks, then drew in a breath. She met Oliver's gaze with uncertainty and trembled slightly.
Oliver stood up. "Don't imagine it!"
Dinah closed her and crossed her arms. "I'm not."
"Think of Little Oliver, Dinah."
"I am."
"...you're not."
"I'm not." Dinah covered her eyes, going red in the ears. "Okay, I admit it. Please take me away before I do something crazy."
"My Ani-Men," Circe began, a cool hand raised, "please escort the Black Canary away."
"Oh hell no! I'm going with her. No way I'm letting my girl be surrounded by four horse cocks." Oliver jogged over, little dick bouncing, and put an arm around his wife to guide her out. Huge black horse-men came to him and his wife's side. "I swear to god—I said I got this."
"Do it anyway," Circe said, smirking.
Annoyed but unable to do anything but the penises twice his size, Oliver left in grumbles of jealousy. Dinah kept her gaze lowered, her ears red as she pretended not to see them.
"Married couples really shouldn't be coming here," Aaron commented. "If you've got guys like those patrolling the colony, you're bound to get bad results."
"Correct. I've had a fair share of jealous husbands fight them. It's quite hilarious."
"So what am I here?" Aaron could have used his powers to figure it out. However, he was intrigued and he wanted to hear it from her own mouth.
"A statue of you," Circe said. "I wish to build a mold of your body."
Aaron blinked. "Really? A statue?"
"The largest penis in the world deserves to be commemorated," Circe said. "Plus, it makes for an excellent tourist attraction."
"Isn't this island largely intended for former villains and rich people?" Aaron questioned.
"I'd like to increase the number of female villains," Circe said. "Your body…would do very nicely."
"Well…" Aaron eyed the woman. She was stunning and while he sensed an attraction he didn't think she wanted to fuck him. No, more specifically, she'd like to fuck Aaron but she put that thought before her desire to have a statue in his name. "You have an hour. I have to leave this island by the end of the day."
"Why, of course." Circe stood up, hands on the table and licking her lips. "We will not take longer than an hour, Mr. Aaron Reigner."
Circe purposely underestimated the time it would take her to get a mould of his body. Ordinarily, it was a long process but for a witch of her calibre she could skip practically the steps with a flick of her hand. Her control of magic was devastating and efficient.
Devastating yet feeble compared to his own.
As her hips swayed and she smirked down at him, Aaron knew what to do. She said an hour and they had fifty minutes remaining. He did what he did best—fuck her brains out.
By the time he was done, Circe the Weaver was fucked stupid. Her gazebo as a temple for his cum and her body a whorish mess. Her Ani-Men watched and could do nothing as Aaron got away with such defilement. If Circe's dead husband saw the sorry sight, he would fall into a rage. Besides the fact that his wife killed him, her holes were stretched far too much for him to use.
The sculpture and the woman—both marks of his time here. Both marks of his superiority over every male that dared to step into this nude colony.
"Goodbye, Circe," Aaron said dismissively. "It is good to see that villains can get a second chance."
From being Wonder Woman's enemy to a man's person cum bucket. What a bizarre development of character.
He returned to the beach. Eyes followed wherever he went, courtesy of his massive, schlapping dong. He was so much bigger than every other man it was absurd.
Along the way, he saw Dinah and Oliver. The Green Arrow scowled, put a hand over his dick, and used his remaining arm to guide her elsewhere.
The Black Canary could not resist, however. She risked it all to look over her shoulder and at his bigger, thicker schlong. But the look was instant. Her gaze returned to her husband and she put on a loyal smile.
Hopefully her gaze wouldn't stray again. For her husband's sake.
"Aaaaron~!"
Harley Quinn. He turned and saw the woman in question, her tits bouncing as she ran, arms outstretched. "Aaron~!"
"Harley—" Harley ran full-speed across the sand, her arms and legs flailing, squealing with excitement. She leapt right into Aaron's arms, legs locking his waist, and she immediately pressed a kiss on his lips. Harley pulled back, giggling.
"I missed you!" Harley exclaimed, and Aaron could feel her chest rise and fall with her panting. Her legs tightened around him.
Immediately, he went to groping her, his hands cupping those fabulous buns of hers. Holding her up that way was the only way.
Harley giggled, and planted another kiss on his lips. "Big boys act like big boys, eh?" Yeah, he had no idea what she meant by that.
"And second rate bitches act like second rate bitches." The accustory remark was given by none other than her opposite—Punchline, AKA Alexis. The taller, stronger, and more well-bosomed woman stood there with her hand on her hip.
Harley slowly slunk down Aaron, one leg still wrapped around him. She peeked past her shoulder, staring at Alex with disgust and annoyance. Harley narrows her eyes. "Ugh, it's her."
Alexis blew Aaron a kiss. "Of course it's me. I'm always one step ahead of you."
'Well, she certainly has the bigger tits,' Aaron commented in his head. Pink nipples, F-cups, and a sluttier disposition, she was everything Harley wasn't. It was weird. He couldn't call Alex better, just…different.
Harley tool note of his expression and grabbed his chin to look at her. His grey eyes remained as impossible to read as ever. Harley pouted. "I'm prettier. Don't you be staring!"
"Why not? Everybody is naked here."
"That's like saying I can look at other dicks."
"...it's a nude beach. Go ahead."
"Dumbass," Alexis added.
"You're supposed to be on my side!" Harley growled and pushed herself off of him.. Her eyes travelled up and down Alexis's body, and she pressed her lips together tightly. She was sexy, there was no denying and Alexis knew that Harley knew.
"What's wrong? Afraid I'll replace you again?" Alexis tilted her head up, smirking.
Harley's face immediately flared to red with outrage. She went up into Alexis's face like some wrestler, her boobs pushing against hers. Aaron quietly did a side-step to get a better look.
"You reeeeally think you're better than me?"
Alexis continued smirking and coolly swept her bangs aside. "I know I'm better, Harlot!"
Spectators arrived and surrounded them, including some of Aaron's own. Coming from behind, Selina asked in a low whisper, "Is this a cat fight?"
"I think so." Aaron summoned a bowl of popcorn. "Want some?"
Before Selina could respond, a strong set of hands stole the bowl from Aaron's hands, plopping it away from him as if he were a kid. The only woman capable of that was the tall Ven. "I'll take it, said the Latino, tossing the popcorn in her mouth. "No butter. Unfortunate."
"I bet I can make him cum faster!"
"Yeah, right! Says the bitch who can't even do a proper blowjob!"
"They're talking about you now." Selina grabbed his arm and let her breasts do the talking. "Should I be jealous?"
Aaron didn't bother glancing at her. "Ivy is here, so you should be."
Harley's rage subsided the moment she saw the redhead. She leapt away from Alexis, blushing profusely.
"I—erm. Nevermind…." Harley sighed, taking several deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself. "I thought I was gonna have to slap a ho…." she murmured under her breath.
She turned in Ivy's direction, and gave a friendly wave.
"Reddddd, hey, how's it going?"
Harley pretended Ivy wasn't amongst the crowd of people. Harley pretended that Ivy wasn't standing there with her arms crossed.
"Seriously, Harley? I go outside for the first time in a while and not only do you run off on me but you get into a fight." Ivy shook her head. "I should have known."
"B-but…" Harley pointed at Aaron's dick dramatically. It was on the other side but very clearly what she was pointing at. "You can't blame me!"
Ivy sighed. "Whatever."
"But Honey Pumpkins…"
"I said whatever!"
As two continued to bicker, another fine yet small set of breasts hugged his open arm. It was Mary and she seemed calm about everything.
"Let's go," Mary said. "You have a flight to catch soon."
"Oh? I thought I had a few hours," Aaron said. "Let me guess, Talia wanted to move up the flight." A nod from Mary. Aaron sighed. "She sure is greedy. Fine. I'm going."
"But first—!" Vixen suddenly appeared, phone in hand, and pushed herself against him. Her head settled on his chest, her phone up in the air, she exclaimed, "Cheese!"
Aaron wore a small smile. Selina instantly flashed a peace sign and a seductive smile. Mary blinked. Ven shoved a mouthful of popcorn, and Vixen winked at the screen.
Snap! The selfie was taken.
"That was totally random," Aaron noted.
"I'm a model," Vixen explained. "It'll be nice on my Instagram."
Selina raised a brow. "A nude beach? Really? I think that goes beyond Instagram modelling."
"I can censor the parts where your tits are," Vixen said. "I'm sure people will figure it out anyway buuut that's the lore of it all. They'll be thinking, 'Did she really go to a nude beach? Is that Bruce Wayne's ex-fiancée?' So many questions and no answers. It'll be great."
'She is a model,' Aaron thought. 'Well played.'
***
On Cat Island, there was a specific space in the east intended for private flights. Rarely did more than one plane come down a day. Therefore, it was just Aaron and his collection of women at the private airport. Coming with him was Lady Shiva, Elizabeth, Talia, Selina, and Ivy. That left Vixen, Ven, Mary, Harley, and Alexis.
"Does she really have to stay here?" Harley asked, pointing at Alexis. "Can't you just, ya know, lock her up at Gotham?"
"It's because they want to lock her up that she should stay here. Get rehabilitated by you." Aaron shook his limp dick. "If you do that, I promise you—I'll fuck the living daylights out of you. You won't get rest for a good week."
Harley shuddered. "Oooh, that sounds good. Yeah, okay, deal."
Beside her, Alexis rolled her eyes. Meanwhile, Ven stepped up and pulled Aaron into a tight embrace. She smelled him, felt his schlong touch her leg, and heaved him up. "I will miss you," Ven whispered in his ear.
"M-me too," Aaron replied, chuckling. Big girls will continue to be big, he supposed. Ven put him back down and smiled.
Mary was quiet and simply gave a nod.
Vixen just went ahead and started making out with him hardcore. Tongues lashing, her hands around his waist as his hands cupped her ass cheeks. "Mmm! Mmmh!" Vixen pulled back, saliva connecting. "I hope you won't be unsatisfied, sugar."
"Oh, don't worry, he won't." Selina winked at Vixen. "We will be keeping his nuts nice and empty."
"You better," Vixen said, "or else I will come over and personally milk him."
"Agreed." Ven crossed her beefy arms. "He is the finest specimen of a man, with a cock that is unrivalled. You better use it."
"I know that better than anyone," Lady Shiva replied.
Almost randomly, Harley came up to him, gave him a juicy kiss, hugged him, kissed him again, then crouched down. She grinned and gave his cock a little wave. "Awww! Look at you, big guy! So full and heavy. I wanna see you very soon. You hear me? Don't be a bad boy?"
Aaron stood there, looking down at her, puzzled. Then he whispered over to Ivy, "What the hell is she doing?"
"She's…talking to your cock and balls. Don't worry, she did the same with me."
"And why does she do this?" Elizabeth asked, also whispering.
Ivy shrugged. "I don't know, maybe a deep rooted desire to have children?""
Aaron closed his eyes. "...great."
"See ya later then, big boys!" Harley leapt to her feet. "I'm done! See ya! Oh, you too, Ivy! Have fun!"
"Yeah, see you, Harley…" Ivy's waves were slow and awkward. In comparison, Harley was much more enthusiastic.
"Bye-bye!"
Aaron and the five ladies walked up the Talon-1 Jet. As the entrance closed behind them, Elizabeth asked, "Wow, so that's why everybody talks about her mood swings."
"A legend indeed," Lady Shiva added.
"But now that we're alone…" Selina smirked, a glass of wine in her hand. "We can have as much fun as we want. Anybody want to play Never Have I Ever?"
"Ooh!" Elizabeth put her hand up. "Me, me! I've never played it!"
"I will pass," said Lady Shiva. "I must be in the cockpit."
"Please wear some clothes," said Talia. "My royal guards perform better when your are clothes on, Lady Shiva."
The deadly fine glanced at Aaron's cock, thinking about the downsides. Lady Shiva frowned. "...fine."
"Never Have I Ever, babes. Come on!" Selina got Elizabeth to follow her. Sighing, Ivy followed along.
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Aaron laughed in his head. No matter where he was or what happened, it seemed sex would be inevitable. He didn't mind it either.
Lady Shiva, Talia, Selina, and Ivy lined up before him, their eager mouths ready to worship his massive cock. Fourteen inches, long and thick, enough for everyone. Lady Shiva, Elizabeth, and Talia on one side, Selina and Ivy on the other.
He leaned back in his leather seat, his engorged head throbbing. "Well," he drawled out slowly. "Never have you ever tasted my load?"
"Of course not, stud," said Selina, "this is totally our first time."
"Mm." Ivy hummed. "Yes, yes, just consider us beginners."
They had, of course. All of them had gotten a taste of it. It was engraved into their wombs at this point. It was stuck to the back of their throats. They salivate at the mere thought of it. Their eyes were locked on his throbbing erection. Aaron was a king. A god.
Lady Shiva came forward first, her hands gripping his thighs as she kissed her way up his shaft. Talia followed suit, her lips wrapping around the glans while Selina and Ivy took turns sucking on the swollen balls.
Aaron's fingers tightened in the armrests as he felt the warmth and wetness envelop him. Lady Shiva couldn't be topped, her kisses and tongue knowing exactly which veins to touch. Each of Talia's slurping sounds sent a surge of desire coursing through his veins. She had gotten better. Much better. She licked his glans up like a lollipop, urging him to give in to the pleasure he craved.
"Talia, you've—mph! Certainly grown."
Pop! Talia smirked up at him, her tongue licking up the saliva connecting them. "Thank you, Beloved. I will keep that in mind."
While Talia had her break, Elizabeth tagged in. She was almost as adept as her sex master. 'H-how did she get so good? Did they train on a banana this morning? F-fuck!'
Aaron's fists clenched tightly as he struggled to contain the churning in his balls. In response, his cock throbbed and twitched, begging for release. But he knew that giving in so easily this early would ruin the magic of their collective chemistry.
Lady Shiva's tongue works its magic, circling the base of his length and his pelvis. Her hands gripped his thighs.
Then there was Selina and Ivy. Two cute little chipmunks sucking on his balls. The shapes of their lips were so fucking hot. He couldn't believe it—Aaron owned the Gotham Sirens. No other man could claim to have two of the strongest female Gothamites to have had their balls suckled on by them. At most, they could claim to have gotten their balls crushed by Ivy and Catwoman.
Nothing like this. Nothing like what he was experiencing.
"Fuck…!" Aaron groaned. "T-the Gotham Sirens really know how to work that mouth."
Letting Elizabeth do her thing with his glans, Talia crawled up his body, her lips hovering just inches from his ear. "We're not done yet, Beloved One," she purred. "You've got more to experience."
Aaron bit his bottom lip. "S-show me what you got, Elizabeth." Exhale, inhale. He could barely handle what they were dishing now. Hopefully Elizabeth wouldn't go too crazy…
"Yes, master!" Elizabeth beamed at him and repositioned herself at the tip of his cock, her tongue flicking out to taste him before diving in with an eager burst of suction. She ran her throat and down the length, her eyes locked on his.
Aaron moaned. There was no helping it, the wet tightness of her throat was addicting. Her lips parted and her head bobbing up and down, taking him deeper with each stroke, her eyes almost came empty.
"Good girl," Aaron praised. "You're my little doll, Elizabeth. All mine."
His words invited her to try harder, a flicker of emotions in her eyes. Those emotions and that dutiful loyalty served to arouse him further.
"You're my doll," Aaron heaved out. "My perfect doll."
"That's right," Talia whispered in his ear. "I made her all for you. Yesterday was just a test run. To adapt. And now, she has completed herself. She is yours, my Beloved Aaron."
He knew that. He had always known it would come to this point.
"Fuck." Aaron groaned, gripping the armrests tightly as Elizabeth's warm mouth continues its exquisite torture. She knew exactly where to find every sensitive spot, teasing him mercilessly with her gentle suction and expert tongue.
To the sides were Selina and Ivy, focusing on the satchel of his back. Ivy looked up at Aaron through hooded eyes, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. Their relationship was give and take. A mutual understanding.
Aaron looked to Selina; the sexy, dedicated minx. All his to use. All his to slap and fuck. All because he could fuck her better than anyone else and bring her the pleasure she wanted. The pleasure that balanced her. Then his eyes settled on Elizabeth. He could feel the power dynamics shifting—how she had become nothing more than an instrument of pleasure for him. How she loved being this way. As Ivy and Selina continue to lick and suck on his balls, their tongues expertly weaving in and out of his sensitive sack, Lady Shiva appeared by his side, opposite to Talia. The leather chair creaked beneath their combined weights.
"She's gotten a lot closer to that goal of e-emptying me. Mm…" Aaron closed his eyes, simply basking in the service. "Are you jealous?"
Lady Shiva did not mince her words. "Of course I am. But it will make it all the more satisfying to have you beg for mercy."
Aaron chuckled sarcastically. "Beg for mercy? You wish to see me like that."
Lady Shiva whispered, "More than anything."
Talia leaned in on her end, her hot breath sending shivers down his spine. "My Beloved, your beautiful cock is about to erupt. Watch and witness your new doll's birth."
He pulsated so fucking hard he nearly came. Through sheer force of willpower, he stopped the rush running up his shaft, causing his veins to bulge and his colour to redden.
Selina and Ivy exchanged knowing glances, their lips kissing a testicle in a silent pact of submission. Aaron was almost cumming and while they acted as support it was in reality Elizabeth's accomplishment.
Aaron's cock hardened. It hardened, pulsed, spit out pre-cum, and let everyone knew that under their combined efforts, he was edging closer to the brink of release. The room was filled with a symphony of wet noises as they worked their respect magic on him, each stroke, kiss, suckle, and lick pushing him closer to the tipping point.
"That's the way," Talia whispered. "Let it all go. Let the doll swallow it all."
Aaron clenched his jaw, fighting back the urge to cum. Yet having four gorgeous ladies worship his fat cock like eager worshippers brought no greater ecstasy. To know he held such power, no matter how many times he did it, was addicting.
Finally, after what seems like an eternity of torture, Aaron reaches his peak. He came hard, shooting thick ropes of cum that Elizabeth swallowed. She wasn't eager or impatient. She just…
Gulp, gulp, gulp!
She swallowed it all. Every last bit of it. Nothing escaped, nothing was sputtered out. Elizabeth's empty blue eyes absorbed his impossibly thick, gooey essence and didn't relent. Selina and Ivy watched, impressed. Lady Shiva nodded in approval.
Then…
Pop!
She did it. Elizabeth broke from his cock, having completely drained and swallowed his load. A task few could claim to say.
"Ha…ha…haaa…" Aaron panted and smiled. "Good girl, Elizabeth."
Elizabeth merely bowed her head.
His cock twitches at the sight of her, Selina, and Ivy. Not just them, but Talia and Shiva too. Everyone's eyes were filled with anticipation, their lips glistening with desire. As one, as if they had rehearsed this, they got up.
"Where are you…oh."
Seductive walks. Beautiful hips. Gropeable asses. All of them went over and bent themselves over on the bar counter, their ass cheeks wagging provocatively.
Selina took the lead, leaning back and spreading her legs wide open. "Come get it, Aaron," she purred, beckoning him forward with a sultry wave of her hand. "First cum, first serve."
Ivy followed suit, arching her back and presenting herself to his hungry gaze. "I want you to fuck me," she moaned throatily, her voice dripping with need. "In the name of the Green—just fuck me till I can't walk. Till my little flower is to the shape of your cock."
Talia joined in, pressing her fingers against her clit. "Fuck me like you mean it," she groans, her breasts bouncing enticingly in rhythm with her words. "Fuck me like no man has. Fuck me like a demon."
Then there was Elizabeth, silent but deadly. Empty but wanting. His personal doll. In the end, he lined himself up and chose the doll. No surprise there.
"You'll have to wait," said Aaron. "Because I'm going to be fucking this sleeve of mine!'
Clap—!
No reaction. No smiling. Only closed eyes and small grunts. She felt it—of course she did. But she was doing it for him, not herself. She didn't moan. She came, only because it let her clamp down on him.
Elizabeth Kane. A doll for him to fuck. A bent over pussy sleeve.
Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!
Aaron's pelvis pummelled into her ass, balls smacking and cock drilling. He was deep. So deep that an ordinary would have cried for more. Begged for why she needed his cock.
Elizabeth didn't. She simply took it. She came, she orgasmed, and never let out a peep.
Her cunt tightened but it never gave the indication it did anything besides giving him pleasure.
"Good girl." Aaron grinned. "Your posture has improved a lot. Been taking points from Selina, I see."
"Aw…I wish that was me," Selina grumbled, wagging her hips fruitlessly.
Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!
Aaron's thrusts grew faster and harder, each one pushing Elizabeth closer to the edge of ecstasy. She orgasmed, sure, that was no issue. But to break her, that was the real challenge. Could she survive? Was this doll as great as Talia al Ghul made it out to be?
The sound of his grunts mixed with the wet slapping noises of her tight cunt. He couldn't believe how good she felt—the way her body responded to his every movement. A part of him wanted to hold back, to give her a chance to maintain her word work, but fuck it. He was too turned on to care.
He slammed into her ass with a force that made her muffle out in surprise, jolting them both with waves of pleasure. Elizabeth's body convulsed around his cock as she came hard, orgasming around him. "Mmph—!"
But she didn't moan. The doll cracked but did not break.
"Good. Very good." He gave her a heart slap. Her pussy tightened.
As she stood there, legs shaking, Aaron pushed his weight on top of her. His hands slithered to her chest.
"You like that?" he growled, pinching one of her nipples between his fingers.
Elizabeth just nodded.
"Then get ready. I'm almost there."
Clap—! Clap—! Clap—! Clap—! Clap—! Clap—!
Deeper, slower thrusts. That was the way to go. That was the way to best hold back his climax. The best way to use this doll's tight cunt.
However, at the same time, Aaron couldn't get enough of Elizabeth's tight ass, and he wanted to mark her with his presence. With a nice grip on her hips, he thrusted into her with increased power, pounding into her relentlessly until he felt the familiar sensation building inside his balls.
"Here it is, Elizabeth. I'm right—ngh! Right fucking there!"
Grunting, he realized he had many options. So many. In the end, he chose not to creampie her and instead jerked his cock out. A long, tough tug of war given his meaty size.
Thwap!
Then he came on her back.
Spurt, spurt, spurt! Just one of many shots, yet the do's back was already coated. Her blonde hair was hit by a few strings.
He didn't have an ounce of remorse. Cumming all over her back and hair was simply spectacular to witness. And to hear her not peep a word was better. No porn addicted moans, no unnecessary yelling, it was pleasure at its purest form.
His vicious seed all over the back of a woman once known as an unstable woman.
Elizabeth Kane was his. Now and forever. His to use or breed or whatever the fuck he wanted. She was his doll.
Beside her, Selina pouted. "Me next~"
…
…
…
An hour later, Selina was up against the window, breasts flat and smiling wildly. High in the air, overlooking Gotham City, the legendary Catwoman was getting absolutely fucked.
Clap—! Clap—! Clap—! Clap—! Clap—! Clap—!
"I loooove your cock, baby~!"
"I know you do," Aaron replied.
Some things never changed.
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Author's Note: So...yeah, Gotham's Reigner is back sort of. I won't mince words, I lost motivation for this story because of the hate comments I received. Not on here, don't worry, WB is really chill but on a certain other website. It's an NTR story so duh. Expect hate. But this was my first big story and it really dampened my mood to write. I began rushing scenes to race to the ending, which you may have noticed due to the lack of a full Circe scene. I do plan to release the Circe scene but as a side-chapter on Patreon. Also, if you're interested in more with Harley and Ivy (as well as being ahead 1 chapter), then check the Patreon out. I think I outdid myself in today's side-chapter haha.
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Ahem, other than that, I'll try to crank out the next chapter when I can. I can't give a schedule but I'll do my best to at least get it out. I owe to the readers who have stuck with me and kept me asking about it. Getting back into the swing of it is hard since, well...the story is REALLY smutty. I kinda forgot just how crazy things became lmao. I still remember the ending tho so don't worry about that. The plot will come to an end sooner or later.
