The Chef // Lady Shiva

Monday, February 7, 2022.

As the sun rose over Gotham City, casting a warm golden glow, the luxurious room of the prestigious Gotham Grand Hotel came to life. Located in the heart of the bustling downtown district, the room boasted floor-to-ceiling windows that offered panoramic views of the city skyline. The opulent decor featured plush velvet furnishings, exquisite artwork adorning the walls, and a grand chandelier that hung from the high ceiling. The bed, adorned with crisp white sheets and fluffy pillows, was hot and steamy from the night.

A week had passed since he railed Zatanna. During said week, he was invited by Tanya twice to rail her brains out. He succeeded and the results were plain to see.

"I just wish my husband had a bigger dick. Even six inches would be enough…"

Poor Tanya Fox. Speaking truthfully, ten inches wouldn't be enough after what he did with her. After every session, her hole was gapping and stuffed. Lucius could creampie her every night for the rest of his life and still not amount to the total amount he dumped on each session.

"Is Lucius doing alright?" Aaron asked. Right now, they were done with their session, both wrapped in bathrobes, the stench of sex washed away. The mood for conversation opened.

"Yes," Tanya replied. "A little busy with work but otherwise fine."

"What about the kids?"

Tanya hummed. Talking about her kids brought her mood up. Laying on the bed, smelling like fresh cherries, Tanya stretched her arms. "Juuuust great. Mm! Fantastic, really. Tiffany is doing well at school and Tam is Tam. Luke is the lead engineer at Wayne Enterprises so he's half as busy as his father." Luke invented products for both the company and the Bat Family. Aaron wanted to meet him one day. "Then there's Jace," Tanya said with finality. Aaron glanced at Tanya and saw the way she bit her bottom lip. "He's a little…different. Still Batman, because of course he is. But I…maybe I'm going crazy…"

"You're not crazy, you're his mother–"

"No, I'm not," Tanya cut him off bitterly. "Biologically, I'm not."

"But you raised him as your son, yes?"

"And I failed at it miserably."

Jesus, the Fox family had serious issues. So did the Waynes, as a matter of fact. Were all rich families like this? Families in general? Aaron was an orphan so he had no clue as to the dynamics of a household.

"Just tell me what happened," he said.

Tanya wasn't saying all this because he had hypnotized her. No, no, no, she was saying this of her own volition. No subconscious order or magic was at play here. She had spilled the beans on her family's secrets after their previous session and said she would double his pay if he would converse with her like a close friend. She was lonely and needed a shoulder to lean on, apparently. Aaron accepted. He could use the money.

"...he had this crush on this girl, see. Her name was Hadiyah. Nice girl from a rich family. Her father left a lucrative company for her to inherit. Years back, she and FoxTech worked together on a program to bring broadband to rural and underdeveloped regions of the country."

"Impressive," Aaron complimented. Hadiyah had personally told him of its success.

"...My best guess is that…well, I assume." Tanya paused. "I'm not sure if I should say this as a mother but I think…I think she rejected him. Hard. And he's been throwing himself into work as a result. They still hang out but the ambience is different. I can see that he's sad whenever I bring her up. The only thing I can think of is that she rejected him."

More like cucked him but same difference, he supposed.

"He'll get over it." He would because all guys did. A month, a year, ten years, Jace would eventually find peace from watching his crush get dicked down. "He's a good guy. I'm sure he'll find someone someday. Plus, you raised him. He's bound to find someone kind and funny."

"I dunno…"

"If you really want to comfort him, you should stress on how well you raised him and how proud you are of him. Call him a king or something–that he deserves better than Hadiyah."

"A-are you sure that's a good idea? Our relationship isn't–"

"What do you mean?" Aaron shot back. "Kids want to hear their parents say that they're proud. It's especially better when you do it randomly or in a time of need. After an award or achievement, it means nothing, but out of the blue or when life crushes you with something? It does matter. It really, really matters. Trust me, Tanya."

Silence. Tanya didn't utter a word. In the end, however, she would listen to him. He could see it in the depths of her pupils.

Without Jace Fox, Hadiyah wouldn't be as efficient which would in turn hinder his grand plan. On the table, his phone vibrated.

> Vicki Vale: Hey, it's Vicki. Been a while.

> Vicki: Down to fuck?

Aaron smiled. Hopping from Tanya to Vicki in a single day wasn't an issue physically-speaking. He accepted.

***

Two hours later and he was finished with the redhead too. Piles of newspapers, magazines, and notebooks scattered across a cluttered desk. Her bed was unmade and wet with stains. Then there was the reporter herself, glistening and panting wildly. Three hearty creampies clung to the walls of her cunt. She could hardly move, her core weak and her legs numb.

Then there was Aaron, cool and collected as ever, acting as if he hadn't just fucked Gotham's television sweetheart till she couldn't walk.

"Why, hah, haven't you impregnated me yet?"

Vicki's inquiry caught Aaron off-guard. Fresh from a creampie, oozing cum from between her legs while on her back and panting, Aaron didn't know to say. Was she delirious? He sat on the edge of her bed, pants and undershirt on. He was just about ready to split until she suddenly called on him like this.

"I mean, you utterly obliterated my womb with your cum. How…how come…" Vicki gasped for air. She had been like this for twenty minutes, naked and drained. Her skin shined with sweat and her long hair was a real mess. "...I checked and I'm not pregnant. Are you sterile or something?"

"No, I am very much fertile Vicki," Aaron replied.

"I even stopped taking the pill." Vicki huffed.

"Is your plan to baby trap me?" Aaron asked, straight to the point. She was addicted to his cock, after all, and women did crazy things for it. "Sorry, but–"

"No, no, I…I…hah…!" Vicki gulped as the sperm spread out of her. "I just…I was thinking about it. I'm thirty-five. I'm still young, obviously, but I'm not…you know…" Her large tits heaved erotically. "...I never cared about those men and women who constantly told me to get married or find a man. Never let society push you over."

"I respect it."

"But…I have always wanted a child. I was just…too busy for it. Work swamped me. Now, I have a chance to have a baby with someone who I believe is…respectable."

"Me? Your fuck buddy? Really?"

Just how good was his dick? No, rather, how lonely was this woman?

"Just think about it, hardass," Vicki said.

A child…? It didn't go against his plan but if he was bound to have one he preferred to prolong it after stage three of his plan. Asking him to impregnate her right here and now was a little too much. Gotham City was in no shape for children until his plan was in full motion.

***

He had never gone into detail about his grand plan because it was still in the rough works. However, he had a working vision. The first stage was simple: collecting allies in various sectors of Gotham City. Check. He had Julia Pennyworth, Iman Avesta, Hadiyah, Jaina Hudson, Selina Kyle, and many, many others. Even Vicki Vale, the most influential reporter of the Gotham Gazette, was in his pockets. He had just fucked the redhead last night and suffice to say she might as well have been under his hypnosis. She obeyed him as long as she got a whiff of his dick.

Put simply, money was no issue nor was manipulation of the media. Aaron had it all and nobody knew it.

Then came stage two: the takeover of the League of Assassins and League of Shadows. He had briefly mentioned it before and how vital it was to change Gotham City. The endless wealth in those organizations could not be overstated. It could potentially solve poverty and homelessness. Not to mention the manpower and networking. With them, nothing would be out of his reach. Information would come to him as easily as a Google search.

In other words, his next two targets were Talia al Ghul and Lady Shiva. He had already made orders for Talia. Lady Shiva remained.

Stage three would be the complete dismantlement of Gotham crime families. It sounded simple on paper but he knew how deep the connections of the crime families ran. Health institutions, governments, drugs, you name it and a crime syndicate was attached to it. Intergang, for example, were a group thought to be responsible for the smuggling of alien technology in Gotham City. That kind of thing had no business existing in Gotham. He needed to shut it down ASAP.

Of course, the stages were not in order. For example, stage two and stage three were progressing in sync. After all, the League of Assassins, Shadows, and Lazarus weren't fully under his acquisition, and he couldn't pause until he did. He needed to make change as fast as possible and that meant moving forward with stage three regardless of whether he had the Leagues or not.

Currently, Aaron was focused on his culinary creations in the kitchen of Wayne Manor, his hands skillfully maneuvering through the mixing bowls and baking trays. The tantalizing aroma of freshly baked goods filled the air, enveloping the room in a comforting ambiance.

He was alone. No one besides him was here, unless you counted the people in the Bat Cave. Otherwise, it was just him and Tim. Through his super hearing, he heard Batman and other members leave the cave.

Aaron's job was mostly preparing dinner in advance. He could come and go as he pleased as long as he came in to make dinner. Lunch and breakfast could be damned (at least that was what Bruce said).

Everything was ready besides the dessert. He was given a nutrition value list to follow for his foods. The carbohydrates necessary were in the cake.

The past hour had been going well. Too well. He shouldn't have been surprised when a chill went down his spine.

'Someone's here. Who could it be? Who could have infiltrated Wayne Ma–?'

He cut his own thoughts off as it dawned on him. The mystery of this intruder was no mystery. A small smile crossed his face. He could feel it, sense it, and even smell it. A shadowy figure was moving through the mansion's halls, closing in on the kitchen. A woman. Yes, there was no doubt about it now. It was nearly identical to someone whom he was closely intimate with, like the difference between an orange and a tangerine.

He didn't panic. He didn't react either. As if passing through another day of work, he meticulously decorated the cake with intricate designs. In the next minute, Aaron sensed a subtle shift in the air. They were here. He turned around and found the formidable Lady Shiva standing before him, her piercing green gaze fixed upon him.

"Greetings," Lady Shiva announced.

Aaron's calm demeanour remained intact as he looked at the legendary assassin. He wasn't afraid. He wasn't surprised. He was eager. He had been looking forward to this for weeks now. He had told Angel Breaker that Lady Shiva would come to him of her own accord and he was right. His face betrayed no hint of his thoughts, however.

With a courteous smile, Aaron greeted Lady Shiva back. "Good evening. You're Cass' mother, right? We met at the Bat Cave. Would you care for a freshly baked treat?"

Lady Shiva, her eyes locked on Aaron, studied him intently. She spoke with a voice that carried an air of authority and danger. "You are more than a mere chef, aren't you?"

Aaron tilted his head. "What do you mean?"

Lady Shiva remained silent. Her footsteps were deathly silent and he couldn't tell she was moving until her third step. She circled the counter between them and closed the distance between them. "You don't think I can see it? I am like my daughter." Too close. She smelled of citrus and her eyes scanned his lips. Tilting up slightly, eye contact was forced. "I can see it."

He couldn't begin to ask what she was referring to because he was deftly cut off by her sudden grip on his crotch. It was like her fingers did not see the gap between cloth, finding its shape and proceeding to grip. Down, down, down, she went, till she found his balls. Those too she traced with those lithe fingers of her.

Lady Shiva did break eye contact. Instead, a smirk appeared on its face. "Yes, yes…I can see the big fat cock that you're hogging around. I bet that is why she has those intense hearts in her eyes. She is in love." Her eyes flickered down at his nether regions. "Although frankly…it is…hm…" Surprise erupted in her eyes as she retraced her steps. Feeling it was one thing but seeing it was an entirely different experience. "It is much bigger than I anticipated. Impressive. I can see how you tamed my daughter Cassandra with this."

Should he be worried that she had him by the balls? No. Lady Shiva did not taunt. She was not a jokester or a riddler who wasted time. Unless, of course, they were worthy of her acknowledgment. An aura of a challenger enveloped her.

"We should take this to your room, Mr. Chef," Lady Shiva whispered, on her toes. "If you are truly worthy of Cassandra, then you shall be able to overcome me. Simple, no?"

In her own, fucked up way, Lady Shiva genuinely cared about Cassandra. It was how he predicted she would come to him. He had been counting on her twisted sense of parental love to approach him directly and enter his personal space. In retrospect, Aaron didn't know how to feel about it. Fucking your daughter's lover to check if he was worthy of said daughter was definitely not on the side of normal. It wasn't like he and Cassandra were in a relationship in the first place but…

The firm grip on his balls reminded him he didn't have time to contemplate the matter. Lady Shiva said they were going to fuck and that meant they were going to. No ifs, no buts, no protests. Holding him by the crotch as if it was a leash, she dragged him to his bedroom.

"What about Mr. Wayne?" he asked, pretending to panic a little. In reality, he wasn't concerned in the slightest. This was the plan after all and it was moving along smoothly. "He has cameras–"

"Disabled," she said dully. "Two hundred of the most dangerous fighters to ever walk the Earth work under me. I can afford to disable this manor's security for an hour or two."

"A-are these guys with you?"

Lady Shiva scoffed. "As if. They would only slow me down."

So this was it. He was going to fuck Cassandra's mother. He didn't enjoy getting hauled by his balls but he couldn't risk breaking character. Although truth be told, he had gotten the hang of Zatanna's magic…

'I could just say disappear and you'd probably be gone like anyone else, Lady Shiva. But I need you. This part of the meeting is most vital to stage two. Plus…' He honed in on that ass of hers. He witnessed it climb an impossible height and now he was going to clap its cheeks. The buns were high and incredibly tight, and her legs were thick and strong.

'This is the opportunity of a lifetime. I might as well, right?'

He apologized to Cassandra once more. Maybe she would secretly like it if he broke her? Yeah, maybe…

Lady Shiva didn't bother with kisses. She tossed him on the bed and straddled him, unbuckling his belt and pants immediately after.

"Do not kiss like some girl," she declared, looking down on him. Her lips were coloured black from lipstick and her hair went past her shoulder. He could see the slight resemblance between Shiva and Cassandra, although one striking difference was their eye colour. Cassandra had a chocolate brown whereas Shiva's were a sharp green. "We will rut. We will be one. We will challenge one another. That is all."

She gripped his shirt and slid it off of him like it was oil, like it wanted to leave him. She raised a brow at his upper muscles. "Impressive. I can see you do not train but…what is it you children call it? A sleeper build?"

Hearing the MILF use a term like that was strange. Cassandra told him Shiva had given birth at seventeen. Meaning, she wasn't actually that old. If his math was correct, she was forty-two, ten years younger than Tanya.

"...sure."

Smirking, she backed off and started to strip. Still straddling him, he watched as she tossed her coat away and brought attention to the diamond-shaped boob-window of hers. She unclipped a golden hoop on her crotch and the belt wrapped on her waist came undone. All of a sudden it was like her bodysuit would fall apart.

And it did. As if in tatters, her red body suit fell.

His eyes wandered over her, nude and smirking. "Enjoy the sight of Shiva?"

Aaron very much enjoyed what he saw but opted with a simple nod. Her body was very pronounced in muscle as well, the abs on display different from the soft flesh he was accustomed to, yet he appreciated them just the same. She was a different kind of beauty, one of ferocity and pride. Plus, her tits were large, round, and at least D-cups. For the world's greatest martial artists to have such a spectacular pair, he wondered if it was a hindrance or an advantage.

Her midnight black hair glowed like a goddess and her green eyes were dark and hazy, clouded in lust. He held his breath as her palm kept him down. Her face hovered over him, nearly touching his lips.

"Are you ready, Aaron Reigner?" she cooed, her lips parting seductively. Aaron let out a shaky breath as she shuffled to the side, giving way so that even he could see his sizeable bulge. Her hands cupped his stuffed-up undergarment, stroking it once before grabbing its waistband.

"Yes."

She smirked at his reply. With great strength, she yanked his pants and boxers down. His cock sprung out, slapping against her wrist, causing a distinct thwap!

Lady Shiva's facade of confidence momentarily broke. It was like a colossal tower; massive in length and beyond girthy. Aaron could see her mind racing. She estimated its length and girth and double-checked. The most pronounced vein of his shaft pulsed intensely, nearly the width of her little finger. Pre-cum erupted from its tip. She wanted to get a look at his sac, to see if it matched his enormous length. Unfortunately, his boxers had only gone down below his cock.

"You like what you see?"

This time, it was Aaron who said it, his conceited voice bringing her face-to-face with him again. His smirk was vexing, though not warranted. Lady Shiva expected Aaron to be well-endowed, but to this extent, even she did not anticipate. Moreover, he saw that look in her expression: there wasn't a man in all her travels who could stack up to Aaron Reigner.

Licking her lips, regaining her confidence, "Very much."

Aaron's hand wandered to her impressive bust, brushing against her nipple. "Very, very much." She shuddered as he started to play with her. He rolled her tits gently, tracing his fingers around it. His skill was astounding. Lady Shiva could see that this male underneath her could potentially be superior to her in this field.

A moan escaped her mouth. Aaron immediately captured her breast, sucking on it. He continued playing with her bosom with his other hand and Lady Shiva believed it was high-time she paid him back. Without looking back, she reached around to his cock, stroking it slowly. Aaron froze and dropped like a puppet. It appeared she was in the right direction.

Lady Shiva smirked as she watched him pant heavily. Aaron wasn't sensitive, she was just…

'Really, really good–! Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!' His instincts were going ballistic. The agonizing pressure of a climax arrived in record time, nearly as fast as his first with Cassandra. It was–

Like mother, like daughter? No, this was–

'Better! Fuck, she's actually better than Cass! So much better that it's unbelievable!'

Her simple strokes were not all that they appeared to be.

Zatanna was technique amplified by magic. Cassandra was technique sharpened through natural talent. Lady Shiva was technique honed by experience on top of talent. Magic, talent, and experience. The best of the best. A grand trio. He couldn't choose between Shiva and Zatanna but he did have to unfortunately admit that Cassandra was in the resounding third place. Whereas Cassandra had been a virgin when they met, Lady Shiva was not. She had gone through her fair share of men.

She went faster, rubbing her palm against the glans and then jerking his cock off. Her hands were smooth and sleek. Friction seemed to be a forgotten concept. Aaron recoiled from the pleasure, keeping down a moan.

"Already blowing?" she asked, leaning down close. Aaron shut his eyes, his hands falling to his sides powerlessly. His cock turned an angry red and Lady Shiva could feel he was moments away from reaching his climax. Given the size of his cock, it was bound to be impressive. She licked his ear, whispering, "Cum, then."

"Ngh!" He slid a hand up to her waist, his grip tightening. Her body was well-trained and was practically as hard as a rock. Lady Shiva wrapped a hand around his length, swirling about half-way, and gave one last stroke. Aaron finally gave out.

"I'm cumming!"

His cock roared in her grip and Lady Shiva could literally feel the semen making its way up. However, the speed of its release was beyond her expectations. It was like rapid fire: the first five shots flew into the air like a cannon, the cream of white sticking against the tent roof. Lady Shiva quickly realized that cleaning would be incredibly troublesome if he kept going. And so, she lurched forward, taking his cock into her mouth.

Lady Shiva's cheeks puffed at the next shot and she was forced to swallow. Again and again and again. Aaron was spewing out cum as if there was no tomorrow, like a waterfall with no aim. Lady Shiva had never seen or heard of a man ejaculating this much. It was inhumane. An ironic statement, coming from her of all people. Still, Lady Shiva wondered just how much longer he was going to cum.

She could hear him struggling from the corner of her eye. He was staring at her with muddled eyes, a hand tightly wound on her waist. Then, he sighed and Lady Shiva could feel the bombardment of sperm slowing down. The timing between pumps slowed down, until it dribbled down to nothing. Lady Shiva swallowed every last bit of it.

"Not bad," Lady Shiva said. It was creamy and thick, unusually fertile. "It's certainly better than any other man I've been with."

He was breathing heavily and she could feel his gaze on her as she left his cock with a pop! A thread of cum still connected her to the unyielding erection, which she promptly licked up. Again, it tasted nothing like the humans she had been with in the past.

Her hand hadn't left his cock and she could tell it hadn't softened in the slightest. Instead, that small display actually made it harder. Lady Shiva squinted, counting the inches again.

Before she could think too hard on it, Aaron gave a sigh of relief. From dropping Chloe at Carrie Kelley's place, going to work for four hours, and then coming to Wayne Manor to make dinner, today had been busy. He had no time to relieve himself. Sex was so common in his life that his balls ached when he couldn't unload on the daily.

"That was…"

"Fast?" she interjected. Aaron shot her a look. Naturally, he wasn't a quick shooter but her skill had been so immense that he busted a nut early.

"I think it's time I teach you a thing or two," he replied bitterly. Lady Shiva laughed.

"You, teach me? Please, by all means. Try."

The provocation apparently got to him. Aaron got up, put his arms around her, and drove her down. His cock pressed against her, nearly reaching up to her tits. Lady Shiva tilted her head, her breath picking up as his eyes stared into her — green against an ever-shifting grey.

Lady Shiva lapped at his stubble and he drew back with a smile. He aligned his cock to her entrance, lightly massaging her labia and clitoris with his monstrous tip, the last bits of cum smearing her. A chill went down her back and she peeked down.

She didn't mind this man-on-top position, especially because it had been so long for her. However, that cock...it was so big, so massive, so intimidating. Despite the fact that she had given birth, Lady Shiva wondered whether she could take this thing. Whether her pussy would tear itself apart trying to. Her body wasn't built for sex like most women. She was a warrior, through and through. Her body was all muscle with no fat in sight.

And then there were his balls...his ejaculation shattered expectations and so did his sac. Hanging between his legs to his mid-thigh was a wrinkly brown pouch. His testicles were visibly bulging from his scrotum, distinctly larger than her fists.

No wonder Cassandra liked him. With equipment like this, Aaron would literally not be able to keep it in his pants.

Lady Shiva swallowed quietly.

Aaron could see it all. It was like he could read Lady Shiva's mind and thoughts. Her intentions were as clear as looking into a mirror. A new ability perhaps? An extension of his already supreme analytic skills?

"Don't worry," he said. "Cassandra was able to take the first time."

"Is that right?" Lady Shiva exhaled. A smirk crossed his face. Was she trying to compete against her daughter? Kinda weird…but strangely hot.

Lady Shiva reached over and spread her entrance with her fingers, briefly brushing against his cock.

"Then let us do it, Aaron Reigner."

Consent confirmed, Aaron began to ease himself in. He was taking it very, very slow. Lady Shiva struggled to hold her breath. Inch after inch after inch. He was just so big. So much bigger than what she was used to. Her walls were being stretched to their utmost limits.

Was giving birth this hard? The thought crossed her before flinching in pain and pleasure. Another two inches slid in—a half-baked thrust.

"Cain never went this deep! Not even close! How is this...so much bigger? It's–! What is this!? It's…too…deep…and…"

Lady Shiva squirmed, gritting her teeth, just about ready to push him off. Aaron seemingly sensed her resistance and grabbed her wrists, forcing them against the mattress.

"You wanted this, Lady Shiva," Aaron whispered in her ear. "Plus, you're about half-way through. Most women don't have the luxury to say that."

Half…? She could see the whiplash in her. The disbelief.

Glancing down, she was able to witness for herself the correctness of his statement. His battering ram of a cock was half-way in. The first eight inches were inside her, as hard as that was to believe. What truly astounded her was his girth. It matched his length in impressiveness, stretching her snatch out so much that Lady Shiva questioned if it would ever return to its usual shape.

Her shoulders were heaving as she panted. "W-wait."

Aaron smirked. "I don't think so. After all that blue balling and all those excruciating lessons...I wonder if you've ever been in such a compromising position, Lady Shiva?"

Lady Shiva became alarmed. She could feel his cock stirring inside her. "Don't you dare–"

He thrusted in.

Lady Shiva blacked out.

And then she promptly woke up.

"Tā mā de–"

Aaron was thrusting into her. In and out. In and out. All thirteen inches of his cock made its way out before driving back in.

"By the heavens! Fuck–! Damn it! Hellfire–! Son of a bitch–" She couldn't finish her words. She could barely even breathe. Aaron was fucking her so hard she didn't even realize she had wrapped her legs around him. His cock was completely taking her over, smashing against the back end of her womb over and over again. Her cervix, the poor thing, was as broken as she was now.

"Oh, oh, oh! Aaron! Aaron! You damn stud! What the fuck are you!?" Lady Shiva inhaled sharply. She attempted to use some kind of inner technique to recover. It worked and she could speak more freely. "You're fucking insane! Good! Fucking! God! What a cock! You…it feels…so–! Fuck! Fucking amazing! Phenomenal!"

That one thrust gave her an orgasm so intense it knocked her out. However, even though her mind went astray, her body didn't. Once his cock dragged itself out of her pussy, he went back in balls-deep, sparking another intense orgasm that woke her up from her stupre.

Aaron's gaze was locked onto hers. Call him a sadist, but he loved how women broke under his cock. How they all fainted from the sheer ecstasy. How they awoke and found themselves at his mercy.

Lady Shiva's normally stoic and proud face was shattered. Her tongue had rolled out, tears were threatening to leak out, and her face was a rosy pink.

All Lady Shiva could do was receive.

Her cunt was sloping wet at this point. Her juices were leaking out like a river, staining the mattress. All notions of cleaning were gone now. Only her instincts and urge to get absolutely fucked remained.

"Big! Big! Big! So fuckin' big!" Her Chinese accent was leaking out. "So fuckin' big! So big! I love itttt! I love how this big cock is pounding me!"

The back-to-back orgasms destroyed her and her pussy. The great warrior of China was now at the mercy of his cock. To think going from a simple missionary position to a mating press would give him such power.

He plunged into her inner depths, his balls slapping against the mattress. Lady Shiva's body trembled and she gasped for air as she underwent another orgasm. It was easier than even Aaron had anticipated. The walls of her pussy tightened, trying to get a proper hold of his cock. Her beefy arms hugged him with great strength, wanting him to push the last inch of his cock in. All that muscle and all those abs...all for nothing in the face of his dick.

"Time for a creampie," he said, feeling his balls ready to unleash its contents. When was the last time a man had dumped their load inside this MILF? Very long, he concluded. Time to remedy that.

"Ready?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Wǒ kào! So fuckin' ready!"

He shoved in all thirteen inches, all of the cock Lady Shiva could possibly take and probably more, and came. Lady Shiva wailed pathetically.

In less than ten seconds, Lady Shiva's womb was flooded with sperm, every inch of it touched by his thick, creamy cum. Aaron had more than enough experience to know his cock was acting as a cork for his cum and quickly pulled out. The mattress was swamped with his cum, Lady Shiva's tight snatch unable to contain it.

He sprayed his cum all over her stomach, jerking himself off and pumping out more and more. His balls wouldn't remain quiet though and he kept cumming. Aaron decided to go ahead and cum right on her face. Splotches of his cum were scattered across her hair. He rubbed the mushroom of his cock against her lips and cheeks, smudging her with his wet cum.

Aaron exhaled and sat back down. He glanced down at Lady Shiva.

She was awake. Wide awake. It was quite impressive. Her eyes were full of challenge and want. She needed more of him. He would give it to her.

"You…are you some sort of god?" Lady Shiva asked, rising. Aaron laid back and supported himself with his elbows. His cock was as straight as an arrow and ready to be cleaned. Twitching, Lady Shiva understood. She latched onto him like a serpent.

With one hand, she jerked him like a desperate pornstar, wanting him stiff and hard, and then began cleaning. Her tongue was excruciatingly slow as it consumed his baby batter.

"No, not a god. Perhaps a demi-god?" Her eyes twinkled. "I can see your weak points."

"F-fuck…" Aaron clenched his fist. 'No way, am I about to cum again…? Already…!?'

What the fuck was Lady Shiva? Did he just encounter the world's greatest blowjob? Fuck martial artist, she should go into the sex industry. He went upright, his neck seeing stars in the ceiling as her tongue worked its magic. Veins. He could feel every part of his veins as they were coated in her essence.

Lady Shiva was eerily silent and never broke eye contact either. It was seductive. It was intriguing. 'Don't cum, don't cum, don't cum. Nghh…!'

He bit the bottom of his lip hard. The sperm collecting within his ballsack started to wear down. Her techniques didn't. He closed his eyes.

'Please! For the love of god, don't cum early! Don't cum early, don't cum early, don't cum early, don'tcumearly, don'tcumearly, don'tcumearly, don'tcumearly, don'tcumearly!'

Time seemed to slow down. She leaned down over his cock, inspecting its newfound greatness. It was ready, it was angry, and it was ready to pop. Lady Shiva had never seen anything like it. She relished the prospect of the unknown.

The pressure went up his shaft, a large glob of pre-cum surfacing. His bulging veins seemed to flex and he reached the brink of collapse. But in the end, Aaron's willpower won and everything promptly returned to his ballsack.

Aaron sighed in relief, only to jolt a second later, a wet sensation skimming the thick cream of pre-cum. A cascade of black hair covered the bulb of his cock.

Deepthroating a foot-long behemoth wasn't practical. Teasing and nibbling it was, and when Lady Shiva did it..

"Jesus…" Aaron let out erratic breaths, spasming under her tongue. He stroked her hair, using his fingers as a way to temper himself. To stop himself from an early release.

Unfortunately, there was Lady Shiva's temperament. Slow and methodical, she carefully made sure to taper at his weak spots. Under his glans, the frenulum, dipping into his urethra. Aaron's willpower was the sole factor preventing his mighty climax. Even so, she actually got his legs shaking. The world's skilled martial artist was not to be taken lightly in bed.

'Her tongue game goes crazy.' Again, like a snack, it attempted to wrap around his girth. A futile effort but an exceedingly satisfying one. It was like a warm wetness was painting on him. It was ecstasy put into a blowjob.

"I will suck your massive cock all the way down, Aaron Reigner."

Blowjob? Lady Shiva wasn't just interested in that. She wanted to defeat him in all facets of sex. So she tried it. She tried deepthroating.

She half-succeeded. Her throat bulged and her eyes struggled. She didn't tear up, her damn pride refusing to give in, but she did choke and gag. Managing to swallow half of his shaft in her first try was impressive regardless.

So she tried again.

Again and again and again.

Aaron felt like an experiment. A toy. With every attempt, she got close but it was never in sight. He was like an undefeatable secret boss. Everytime she rose up to meet him, to recover and cough, she looked at him with greater respect. In between, she cleaned her face and stomach. The spotless Chinese beauty recognized this would take more than just one or two rounds.

"Hm." Lady Shiva withdrew one last time, lips slick with saliva and pre-cum. Despite her cunt still being stuffed with his white goo, she made eye contact and said, "Inside."

Aaron caught his breath. 'Things are about to get serious.'

She crawled on top of his behemoth cock and gradually went down. Her cunt was stretched endlessly by his girth. Swallowed by warmth, Aaron held his breath.

Inch after inch slipped down. Her slippery walls became tighter too. Aaron was practically splitting her in two. Until eventually–

"Ahh~!"

An uncharacteristic squeal from Shiva as he bottomed out. Her pussy was tight and sleek with a mix of juices. Her skin was sweaty and her eyes were lusty. They began their little dance, nice and slow. Gentle rocks of her hips as she granted his cock permission to swim in her insides.

He throbbed and throbbed. He had been on the cusp of a climax so it didn't take long for him to follow down that road again. Her moves were practised and disciplined. No question, this was the same move that had made so many men fold. Either they tried to tough it out and match her and ended up cumming, or they tried to pull out only to end up cumming anyway because the view was too much.

Lady Shiva. Abs, face, tits, she had it all.

"Oh yes, I can feel that cock." Lady Shiva grinned at him viciously. "Throb! Cum!"

He didn't. He refused to. The plan couldn't succeed unless he fucked the living daylights out of her. His grip on her sides tightened and he started moving his own hips. Up, down, and sometimes a little nudge. Angles, angles, angles. He already recognized he was crushing her G-spot, her most sensitive zones, but he needed a zone in on them.

Lady Shiva racked on orgasm after orgasm, her legs tightening their lock on him as she did. Piece by piece, she was losing control over herself. A battle of attrition, then? No, Aaron couldn't risk it.

Aaron couldn't imagine how many men she tapped out with these positions. She had to be confused on why he wasn't cumming right away. He could feel it.

He plowed and plowed, fucked her upwards and upwards. Finally–

"Mmmph~!"

Her head swung upwards, crying out in pleasure. This was it. An inch to the left, that was her innermost weakness. He started poking it harder. The claps of wet flesh began. The embrace soon turned into a primal mating session.

But Aaron was admittedly also losing it. Her walls were coaxing him for another load, begging him to refill her womb. Throughout their session, he could feel his own cum secret from her plugged pussy, the corners letting it seep down. Twenty minutes of it and her womb was already empty. It required another fresh batch.

The way she hung on his neck, held him in place and fucked him was phenomenal. Godly. Unparalleled. Aaron was surprised he had not experienced it before. It was like she was gyroscopically stabilized to fuck the shit out of him. Stare down into him, melt into him, be one with him…

"Call me by my real name…Sandra," she suddenly said, panting. "Sandra Wu-San."

"Okay…Sandra."

He should have kissed her. He didn't. For some reason, seeing this soft, weak side of her, he was reminded of Cassandra. He hesitated. The older woman immediately attacked that moment of focus and started fucking him like a ship in a tsunami. Aaron groaned as she clamped down on him, forcing him to lose advantage.

"Let it out!" Lady Shiva declared, tightening up a notch. Another groan came from the male. "Shoot it all inside my womb!"

He grit his teeth. He couldn't hold it back any longer. "I'm gonna cum!"

Aaron let out a grunt, his vision going white for an instant. He liberated his nuts by sending thick, lush ropes of cum into her womb, stuffing her before the MILF could properly register it. Her eyes crossed and her tongue flapped out of her mouth, overwhelmed by just how full she was feeling. His balls emptied their virile content, his cock lurching with every blast of cum. He remained buried inside her, simply cumming and cumming like there was no tomorrow.

"Ahhh~♡! Nnoooohhnn! It's pouring!" Hearing her break down like that, Aaron snapped out of his trance. He witnessed her transformation into a dumb fuck whore. "You're cumming so much! Oghn~♡!"

When he was finished, Sandra Wu-San was unrecognizable. Hazy green eyes, her stern expression lost to satisfaction. She was…soft and meek. To think he would render her to such a state.

"Haahn~♡! Haahn~♡!"

Her cunt continued to clench tightly. It was like she loved the warmth of his cock and wanted it to stay there. The pair stayed like that for perhaps five minutes before movement was done.

It was Shiva who pulled herself off, who decided to switch tactics. Was she still challenging him? Honestly, seeing the way she was cleaning up his dick, not really. She seemed to have accepted defeat. That creampie he gave her must have been a reality check. She could not overpower Aaron Reigner in the art of sex. She could only submit.

"Shit, fuck, fuck, fuck."

Even so, Lady Shiva was no slouch. "Sandra, you…"

Okay, this time, he hadn't underestimated her yet–

"Fuck, you're amazing…"

She was using her whole body. Not just her hands and tongue, but her tits too. Of course, it was quite a struggle to contain his dick within the mounds of flesh as five inches peaked out like it was nothing. Her tongue did its work, getting the glans to receive an amazing dose of pleasure, but at this point Aaron had gone through three of the most intense orgasms of his life.

Now that he had experienced it, his hunger soared. He needed more. His sex drive wouldn't have it any other way.

Lady Shiva delivered.

Suddenly, she used her feet. Both of them worked in tandem like her hands had. The control, the skill, the dexterity, it was insane. Aaron could feel her toes curl and surpass the greatest of handjobs.

Even she was surprised by how twitchy he was by this footjob. So she decided to amp it up and use her hands as well. She was that fucking flexible. Hands and feet, synchronized in order to pleasure one thick white cock.

'God damn.'

Aaron came.

The early offset caught him by total surprise. However, he held the advantage here and he needed to keep pushing it. As soon as his balls spurted, he got on his feet and started jerking himself off close to her face. He facialled her and coated her gorgeous features in white.

The atmosphere was hot and skanky. It was like she could tank whatever he could dish out. Like a demigod, he looked down at her and she, like a cat, cleaned herself up. A smile spread across his face.

'I've always wanted to try this…'

The mating press. A position straight out of the fantasy realm of hentai. He had done it with Cassandra once and it sent her to her dreams in less than a minute. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it his ultimate move.

Aaron didn't want to hypnotize Sandra Wu-San. He wanted to break her. He wanted her to be under his influence of his own volition. It sounded hotter, not to mention better for the future. There was no guarantee his hypnosis would hold if a telepath decided to invade his victims' minds. He needed to get used to controlling people through sheer sex appeal.

Frankly, there was no need to describe what happened during the mating press. It was simple, really. Lady Shiva succumbed. She broke.

Balls flapping, cock inserting itself repeatedly and without mercy…

"Thank you! Thank you! So–! Good–! You're a god! A god! Amazing! Big! Fat! Cock! You damn stud! You can't keep fucking me like thiiiiis~!"

…it was a mismatch because he kept fucking her just the way she wanted, like a ruthless mind reader. She gained some semblance of her old confidence but it wasn't the same. The challenging allure was gone, replaced by a need for his seed.

"Aaron! Fucking! Aaron! Please! Give me your cum! Creampie me! Breed me! I want your child! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me~!"

He creampied her in the end less out of need and more out of habit. Plus, he had all this build-up in his balls, why not spend it? It wasn't like she would get pregnant anyway. He hadn't chosen her.

Laying on the bed, her chest was rising up and down, breathing as if her life depended on it (not that something like this could actually kill her). Her eyelids were also partially open, though her pupils were totally rolled back. Her pussy was still spewing out large globs of his cum. The Great Lady Shiva, the unconquerable martial artist, was out cold.

He snapped his fingers and all the cum and smell dissipated. It was like it had never happened. Bruce Wayne and Tim Drake wouldn't suspect a thing if they came in here.

Off to the side, inside his heap of clothes, his phone buzzed. He checked what was up. A single text awaited

> Hadiyah: come to the basement. tag is here.

What a coincidence. Aaron had just gotten their other target.

> Aaron: the lady is also here with me. Im bringing her now

Remember when Aaron mentioned he had been practicing magic the past week? Well, due to his status as Chosen One, magic came as easy as breathing. One incantation, one attempt, and he could do it.

"Alright, first: Evah egatoof fo em yllamron gnivael eht ronam." He raised an arm. The world stirred. The electronics obeyed his command. "Second: Tropelet em dna Ydal Avihs ot Hayidah's tnemesab!"

In a big blue light, the two of them disappeared.

He had already finished preparing dinner for the Waynes. The cake he had been working on was also done. Hopefully the people of the manor would enjoy themselves.

***

When he arrived at the secret basement, three members of his team were already there. Hadiyah, Angel Breaker, and Catwoman. Lady Shiva dropped in like a sack of bones whereas he materialized like a true magician. There was utter bewilderment as they saw him.

"Don't worry, it's me. I used magic."

Their shock didn't seem to dissipate. That was when Aaron realized his mistake: he was still naked, his schlong hanging between his legs like a grandmother clock.

"Oh my…kitty like." Catwoman licked her lips because of course she did. Hadiyah stayed in her seat, glancing back at her computer, albeit with a blush.

Finally, Angel Breaker. "The Chosen One…" She went on her knees. "The Chosen Cock."

"Alright, enough of that, Angel Whore. Go upstairs and grab me some clothes. Take Lady Shiva too."

"Is that a good idea?" Hadiyah asked from her chair. "She's dangerous."

Aaron tugged on his cock. "Don't worry, this little thing of mine tamed her thoroughly. She won't do anything. Plus, if it comes to a fight, I won't lose."

"Fine," Hadiyah replied. Though slightly worried, she was not afraid.

"Of course, Chosen One."

Aaron rolled his eyes as the white-haired woman bowed her head. He wanted to be respected but this was a little much.

The Nobody's basement entrance and exit was behind a bookshelf at the normal basement. A classic. A basement underneath a basement. Going up the stairs, Angel Whore seemed to know her way around the suburban house and disappeared from his sight.

"And I thought I was into voyeurism." Catwoman placed an elbow on his shoulder, smirking. "You sure like to let that thing hang. Also, I want to say, that thing is not little. More like…fun sized."

Aaron did not grace her with a response.

"Like, I get it. I have big tits which is why I typically wear low-cuts. Plus…" She gestured to the unzipped portion of her costume showing her cleavage. "...I mean, who can resist these babies, right?"

Aaron chuckled. "Sure," he replied, finding her funny. "I'm guessing Talia is in the cage?"

Turning, the cage was there except the bars were replaced with a solid wall. It was like the steel bars had spread into it. Unless someone had x-ray vision, it was impossible to tell if a person was inside in the first place.

"Talia is a master of escape," Hadiyah explained from her computer area. "I changed it to complete isolation mode. That way, it'll be impossible for her to leave."

"We also stripped her," Selina quipped. "I had a lot of fun with that. She kept saying something about dignity but I didn't care."

"Good. We can't risk her escape in the slightest."

"Will you fuck her?" Selina asked, meeting his gaze knowingly. "I mean, you're naked, she's naked…"

Aaron crossed his arms, deliberating. "Maybe. I'm thinking about it."

"She's a sexy half Arab, half Chinese woman. You won't find anyone like her in Gotham. Trust me, I've checked." Her eyes flickered down to his flaccid dong. "...can I suck on it?"

"No."

"Don't tell me your balls are empty?"

Aaron sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

…

…

…

Her leather costume's zipper undone to open her pussy, a thick cock was thrusting in and out of her. A sloping wet sound filled the basement.

"Fuck! Fuck! Yes~! Yes~! They're not empty! They're not empty! I'm cumming! I'm cumming~♡!"

Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!

"Ooh~! So thick! So DEEP! I love it! I've never been fucked like this before! You're going to make me pass out with pleasure! Fuck me, fuck me! Pound me harder! You make me feel amazing baby! Everything feels soooo good!"

Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!

"I can't believe I met you, you damn stud! Fuuuck! I've never loved cock before this much in my life!" Selina mewled as her body shook. Her hands were up against a wall, holding her up from the intense onslaught of his dick.

"I'm almost there," Aaron noted casually, despite clapping her cheeks faster than humanly possible.

"Fuck yes! Yesyesyes! Do it! Cum in me, stallion! Doooo itttt~!"

Her breath was stolen from her as he throbbed wildly. Brief and to the point, balls-deep, he creamed her inside and washed her walls with his essence.

He creampied her like she was an unfilled hole and then promptly extracted his cock. Selina was absolutely shook. Her legs could barely keep it together. He had fucked her doggy-style for a grand total of three minutes. In that time, she orgasmed twenty-two times and became a slobbering wet mess. The puddle of sleek juices and thick white cum permeates from her gaping hole.

Angel Whore had arrived halfway in. She watched, biting the bottom of her lip. Aaron ignored the cat whore's soaked cunt as he put on the clothes she brought. Never poke the bear.

Hadiyah's house was essentially a mini-base. He could come and go as he pleased, with clothes, food, and supplies readily available. Hadiyah had even bought a gaming console in one of her rooms. It was a dream come true.

He told Angel Whore to bring Selina a bottle of water. There were none in the basement. In other words, she had to once again open the entrance and dance to his whims.

Luckily, this time, the whore came back in a minute's time. Selina hadn't recovered and was gasping for air.

"Thanks…!" Selina stole the bottle and downed its contents. She gulped the water down desperately. Her tits and pussy exposed, throat bobbing, it was an arousing sight. "Fuck~! Thank you, Angel Whore. You're the best."

A deathly red glare erupted from the swordswoman. "I did it for the Chosen One, not you, Catwoman."

"Mhm. Whatever." Selina approached, hips wagging. Sometimes, he wondered if that was her natural walk. "Sooo…another round?" Selina asked, finger drawing circles on his chest.

"No."

"Come on, babe! I'm dripping wet! My pussy could use more of your cum!" Selina looked up at him, fuck-me eyes at full blast. "I'm sooo horny! All I want to do is fuck you when we're this close…" A hand went down to his crotch. "Mmm….I'm serious too. We could do so many bad things upstairs…"

Aaron was tempted. Her boobs pressed to him, eyes begging, and her hand stroking his cock through his fresh pants, there really was no greater temptation. It really was unfortunate that Talia was here. "Sorry, cat. Next time."

"Worth a shot." Sighing, she zipped her costume back up and crossed her arms, waiting. She twitched and he could hear the slight hiccups in her breathing. He chuckled. She was doing her best to not seem tired from the quickie, like a kid pretending not to be out of breath after climbing a fleet of stairs.

"Hadiyah," Aaron called out. "I want to see her."

Click-clack, click-clack. With two mouse clicks, the cage started to change. The flat metal receded and shaped into bars. The gaps between were four inches wide and enough to get a clear picture of the woman inside.

Talia al Ghul. She was on the floor, cross-legged, her eyes scanning her surroundings. It went from Angel Breaker, her student, to Catwoman. Hatred writhed in her eyes.

Then it landed on him and her brows narrowed.

"The chef? No, Cassandra Cain's boytoy. Damian told me about you. What manner of a twist is this? Why am I here?" Talia demanded.

Her naked complexion was a special grade of brown, her nose was straight, and her long brows were arched. Her dark long, glossy hair hung behind her. The woman seemed to have taken to her Arab side rather than her Chinese. Judging by her scowl and her skin tone, he could see how she was Damian's mother.

Aaron put a hand on his hip. "Are you the leader of the League of Assassins?"

Talia's lips were sealed shut. Aaron sighed.

"Llet eht thurt."

It was like she had been shot in the throat. Her eyes went wide and she just barely was able to register what was happening, holding her throat as she quickly answered, "No, many people are still loyal to Angel Breaker." A gasp. An exhale. Talia stood up and glared at him, unabashed from her lack of clothing. "You are a sorcerer."

The accusation was stated with venom. His eyes wandered down her body, from her shapely tits to her tight MILF cunt. He briefly wondered how old she was. From appearance alone, she was in her twenties, an impossibility.

"Your kind are always arrogant," Talia continued. "You think you hold the world in the palm of your hand. When he was alive, my father learned of your ways. So did I." She smirked. "And I can see this cage is not protected by magic. I have been waiting for this. Kaerb–"

"Uoy t'nac esu cigam."

"–em tuo fo siht egac os I yam etims ym seimene!"

Nothing. He had rapidly casted his own magic on her, one that nullified her flow of mana. Talia's expression crumbled to shock. "What…? I do not…understand…"

From her perspective, his incantation had been so fast that it was incomprehensible. Selina put an elbow on Aaron's shoulder, smirking.

"Well, well, well. Out of options?" Selina asked. "You know, girl, you could have gotten out of here anytime but instead you wanted to meet him. A little forward, I may say, but really, really stupid."

"You." Talia grew furious. "You are supposed to be with him, with my beloved. Why are you with this man?"

Selina yawned and checked her claws as if they were nails. "Why not?"

"I knew you were not worthy of the detective," Talia seethed. "You are a measly little rodent who is unable to stay in one place. A leech."

Selina yawned again. She was really good at aggravating people. She looked up at him and explained, "I actually beat that feisty woman in a sword duel before, back when I was marrying Bruce. I remember she said I wasn't worthy. Shows what she knows, am I right?"

"Agreed," Aaron said. "Allow me to introduce myself: I am Aaron Reigner."

It was then Angel Breaker decided to speak. "He is the Chosen One." She pressed herself to his side, smirking at her former master. "I have verified it for myself."

"The Chosen One?" Talia's arrogance died a horrible, miserable death. All of a sudden, there was panic and mortal fear in her. "The one prophesied by my father to reunite the League and bathe in the pits of Lazarus Island?"

"The very same," Angel Breaker replied. "My blade confirmed it."

Aaron stared her down. It was then Talia gained the self-awareness to go down on one knee. "It is…my apologies, Chosen One."

'Wow, that's surprising. Getting the proud Talia to her knees.'

"All my life, from childhood to adulthood, my father wished for me to be your Chosen Bride. I…I also pray forgiveness for procreating with the Batman. My father guessed he was the Chosen One but with your graceful presence I now know that is not the case."

"Hm." Her words were pretty. He needed something authentic. "How big is his dick?"

"E-excuse me?" Talia's head tilted back up, having heard him correctly but not quite wanting to believe it. He smiled like it was nothing.

"You said you procreated with him. How big was his dick?"

Beside him, Selina was quietly shaking with laughter. Talia glanced between Selina and Aaron, frowning. "...seven inches long."

A lie. So she still had feelings for her beloved. Interesting. Talia al Ghul was much more complicated than Cassandra made her out to be. She defended her beloved's dignity in spite of the Chosen One's order.

That kind of loyalty would be well-suited…for Aaron.

"Selina?" Aaron asked. At the call of her name, she let out a snicker.

"She's lying. Bruce is barely five inches." Talia was aghast by how easily Selina said those words, how easily she betrayed her old lover. There had been a silent agreement between the two, a pact perhaps, and Selina broke it without a second thought. "Personally, I'd say he's four and a half inches long and about average in girth. Overall, close to average but not quite there." Selina's elbow was still on his shoulder, the corresponding hand making gestures. "It's definitely not above six inches though. Trust me, even girl inches wouldn't go that far."

"Interesting," Aaron commented. "So you love your beloved detective that much, huh?"

"...yes," Talia admitted, recognizing she was caught red-headed. Her cheeks were darker from embarrassment. "Apologies, Chosen One. He is…my beloved for a reason. I have a son with him. You met him, yes?"

"Damian is a good kid." Aaron wasn't faking or starting a manipulation tactic. He was honest with her. "I can tell he wasn't raised well but he's making strides. Be proud."

Talia's gaze returned to the floor. He could detect the bubbling emotions inside her. Who was this man? What were his intentions? Why had he kidnapped her?

"I need someone born in the shadows," Aaron explained, answering the swirling questions in her mind. "I need someone to help me save Gotham. I need you, Talia al Ghul."

"You plan to save Gotham?" Talia asked.

"Many others have, I know. But unlike you supervillains and superheroes, I have a unique perspective. I know the plight of the ordinary. I know precisely why Gotham is the way that it is and with my powers I can solve for it. However, solutions are temporary. I need this city to last. I need your help."

Talia mulled over his words. "Ever since my father's passing, I have been lost. I had already grown tired of his manipulations and I also saw no honour in assassin work. My time at the D.E.O has been fruitful yet…unfulfilling. All I wish for is peace for myself. I seek direction." After a bated and weighty breath, she stared up at him. Her eyes were resolute. Complete. A light shone where it did not before. "I understand. Your wish is my command, Chosen One."

"Would you consent to a suggestion then?" Aaron asked. "It is a spell that will put you under my loyalty. You will retain your personality but your first priority will be me. Do you accept it?"

She did not move an inch. A knuckle to the floor, head down, on her knee, tits dangling, she said nothing.

"I cannot," Talia croaked out. "My beloveds…I cannot betray them."

The air shifted. Aaron smiled. "Good. Then you are officially a part of my team. Angel Breaker will be your master now."

"Yes, Chosen One," Angel Breaker agreed before Talia could get in a word.

"What are you–"

"You should listen to him." The voice did not belong to Hadiyah, Angel Breaker, or Selina. It was Lady Shiva, naked save for a beige bathroom robe loosely worn on her. She strutted up to the cage as if everybody wasn't wondering how she got in here. "I do not care for this Chosen One business but Aaron Reigner will liberate us. Why? Because that is what he said and he never fails to deliver."

"Lady Shiva," Talia began, breaking from her kneeling. She went to her full height and faced the respected martial artist. "What are you of all people doing? I did not strike as a woman to bow to a man."

'How did you even get here? I didn't hear you.' Aaron was impressed rather than worried. Lady Shiva still hiding tricks up her sleeves brought additional value to her position.

"I have decided to follow Aaron Reigner. That is all," Lady Shiva replied. She peered over at him, smiling, and went back to Talia with resolved eyes. "He is an exceptional human. He…opened my third eye, so to speak. He liberated me from the chains of martial artists. I give you my word, Talia al Ghul. He is worthy of your loyalty."

"Listen to the girl, she's right," Selina chimed in. "He can REALLY liberate a gal."

'Shiva doesn't even know what's going on yet she's acting like she does.' Aaron smiled to himself. 'I really must have broken her, huh? Good. I can see it in her body language. She serves me. She obeys me. Given, of course, I give her a serving of my cock every once in a while.'

To think a penis could change history's greatest martial artist into a mere servant. His abilities were growing but not in the way he thought.

"Then the ritual," Talia said, tits jiggling as she crossed her arms. "We must go to Lazarus Island with haste. You must breed with me in the pits and prove yourself to the Leagues."

"No, he shall breed with me," Angel Breaker interjected, sneering. "You are a washed-up, disrespectful–"

"Enough, whore," Aaron commanded. "One of you is the Chosen Bride, yes? Then we will see who it is on the day of."

Glares and snarls were exchanged. His simple yet firm command was obviously not the most viable solution. However, Aaron wasn't particularly irritated. His mind was preoccupied by an idea.

'If I can get the Shadows and Assassins in one area, I could potentially mass hypnotize everyone there. I would have a collective legion of a thousand strong men and women. They would be forever binded to me. From what Cass told me, both the Assassin and Shadows are ruthless mercenaries with no sense of self. Under my hypnosis, they could at least do some good with their skills.'

He merely needed to master his hypnosis to such a scale. It was easier said than done. 'Nothing worth doing is easy though.'

"I'll tell you once I'm ready for it," Aaron said. He guessed advancing his hypnosis to that level would require a couple weeks. "For now…unlock her cage, Hadiyah. Angel Whore, fetch Talia some clothes."

He wasn't going to fuck Talia, not today. He wasn't a monster. He would make good on his promise and breed her when she wanted him to.

For now…patience.

After all, stage two of the plan was practically complete.