Ass: Daniela Melchior
Pussy: Mary Elizabeth Winstead
Mouth: Cristin Milioti
Tits: Anne Hathaway
Hands: Lucy Liu
All: Marion Cotillard
BDSM: Margot Robbie
- Ass: Michelle Pfeiffer
- Pussy: Anne Hathaway
- Mouth: Daniela Melchior
- Tits: Uma Thurman
- Hands: Kristen Wiig
- All: Margot Robbie
- BDSM: Cara Delevingne
Handjob - Cristin
Titjob - none/any that I didn’t pick (to be honest, none have visually large tits, so a tit job would be difficult to imagine
Blowjob - Margo
Anal - Anne
Pussy - Cara
BDSM - Marion
All - Mary
Ass: Daniela Melchior, Pussy: Anne Hathaway, Mouth: Cristin Milioti, Tits: Marion Cotillard, Hands: Mary Elizabeth Winstead, All: Margot Robbie, BDSM: Zoe Kravitz
Ass - Anne Hathaway
Pussy - Cristin Milloti
Mouth - Daniela Melchoir
Tits - Mary Elizabeth Winstead
Hands - Anne Hathaway
All - Margot Robbie
BDSM - Zoe Kravitz
Ass: Daniela Melchior. Everyone underestimated young Daniela, a homeless thief with a puny build and kind eyes. That is, until she started unleashing all the rats in town on the officers who had gone to arrest her for numerous aggravated burglaries. In any case, apart from a certain sense of disgust at all those rodents, the girl is anything but a fearsome opponent: just smashing that ridiculous tool of hers in two is enough to render her harmless. I watch her as she despairs still keeping the two halves of the particular object. Her battered clothes and signs of homelessness do not hide her beauty-Daniela has a sweet, delicate face, but most of all a delicious ass. Totally helpless, the girl must give herself to my desire bent over in an alley where no one will come to disturb us. In the distance police cars can be heard speeding in search of the girl. Lowering myself on her, I whisper that she would not last a week in prison and propose that she come and stay with me: she can repay her debt to society in a safe place, she’ll be treated well, and will no longer be forced to sleep on the street. I feel her trembling as I bring my face within a breath of her, but she finally agrees. Satisfied, I fuck her ass for a while longer as one hand grazes the beautiful curves of her ass cheeks.
Pussy: Margot Robbie. The one who challenges me most is the beautiful blond Margot. A brilliant psychiatrist in the past, too much time spent among the insane caused her to lose her wits and today she herself is a criminal. Margot doesn’t possess great powers other than an uncommon physical and athletic ability, but she’s unpredictable and almost manages to make a killing while trying to get to safety. After capturing her, I load her heavily on my shoulders and carry her to my base. Here, keeping her pinned wide-legged on a special chair, I fuck her for days on end. For the criminally insane is a pleasure: every time she just enjoys it, no matter how rough I am or what position I take her in. After two weeks I deliver her to the asylum where she should be. Some time later, I’m informed that the woman is expecting a child.
Mouth: Cristin Milioti. Cristin spent a lot of time in the asylum too, although she was locked up there when I was not yet in the business. I got to know her story over time: it is said she brutally murdered a large number of prostitutes, but the story was never very clear and I believe someone used her as a scapegoat. Life in the asylum certainly changed her, however, and she became a ruthless crime lady, capable of eliminating her entire family in cold blood. I stopped her after a long investigation into the trafficking of a dangerous new drug, and now she’s on her knees before me and a large team of police officers. She maintains a proud, contemptuous look until the sheriff reveals that she’s going back to the asylum again; at that point, a shadow falls over her face. Before they take her away, I request to spend some time with her and have her tell me her whole story from her point of view. I collect notes and promise her that I’ll come back to show up. In fact, within a month, I go to the asylum with an agreement signed by the mayor entrusting me with Cristin’s supervision and allowing me to independently investigate her old case. The woman almost looks like a child as I fly her away from that dreary place. Arriving at the base, Cristin thanks me in her own way with a delicious blowjob. I don’t know if she’s had any experience around crazy people, but she has enviable technique and talent. Her eyes are two deep pools of pleasure that I feel like drowning in. As she swallows all the cum I shot down her throat I promise her that I will find out the truth about what happened in the past.
Hands: Michelle Pfeiffer. For some time now, the city has been going through a wave of robberies organized by a gang of skilled thieves. I have already caught one of them with a thousand difficulties and had her locked up in prison. I know that there is a lost companion and mentor around whom I was able to trace back. This is Michelle, the first thief to become famous in the past as Catwoman. She was a force of nature, a charming young woman with a very exciting latex robe and a whip with which she could make you regret if you even dared to touch her. Today she’s a woman of advanced age, but her beauty has not faded in the slightest and she still displays a distinct elegance. Michelle invites me into her home without making a fuss: she knows she would have no chance of escaping me. We chat a bit about her disciples, but she tells me she doesn’t know where the one on the run is hiding and that, if she is as smart as she thinks, she will be long gone by now. She asks me what about the girl in prison and I remain silent so as not to lie to her: I know the prison officials and I’m sure they are giving her hell. She senses this and asks me to bring her there. I tell her I could help her leave town, but she replies that she doesn’t want to leave her apprentice alone. With sorrow but also deep respect I agree to do what she asks. She thanks me by sensuously moving her body against mine and kissing me long on the lips, moving her hand to my penis and stimulating it skillfully. When I cum and my sperm flies onto her arm she smiles, then licks it off like a cat would do to wash. When I take her to the jail, she makes me promise before entering that if ever the Cat still on the run comes back, I’ll do anything to keep her away from this place. As she is dragged away, I swear to the officers present that if they don’t treat her with the respect due a real lady I’ll make them regret it.
Tits: Lucy Liu. Finally, a worthy opponent! Lucy is a deity capable of summoning monstrous creatures and disrupting the structure of the Earth itself with her magic staff. Ours is a long and devastating confrontation, but her younger sister’s treachery allows me to prevail. Keeping her lying on a huge flat boulder, I rip off her robes and settle down by positioning my ass on her face to force her to lick it. Meanwhile, as she wiggles her lovely legs in disgust, I run my penis between her tits, using them for a massage. When her tongue wiggling doesn’t satisfy me, I squeeze her breasts with my hands and nails leaving ugly red marks and making her scream; after a couple of times, the woman doesn’t miss anymore and her rimming helps me cum squirting my semen on her abs. The sister gives me a collar that permanently nullifies her powers and I deliver her into the hands of the police. [CONTINUE]
BDSM: Cara Delevingne. Cara is a fearsome opponent too: she was an archaeologist but was possessed by an ancient pre-Columbian deity. Now she’s awakened under the name Enchantress, and no one can thwart her. Even I am unable to take power from her: if that creature were to take control over me, it would be the end of the world. With enormous difficulty I manage to sedate it and seal it back inside the woman, but I’m not sure it can hold on forever. To avoid risk, I take her away with me and keep her in isolation in a room just for her. From time to time the deity seems to awaken, but I’ve found a way to keep her at bay: the Enchantress is a masochist, and being tortured excites her to the point of exhaustion. I take advantage of this to play with Cara’s large breasts, squeezing them with ropes or metal instruments and sticking pins in the nipples: I don’t mind leaving marks, because any wounds heal as soon as the Enchantress momentarily loses her powers. On the worst days I’m forced to use electroshock, holding her vagina open and hitting her there with heavy shocks. I’m only sorry to see Cara cry when she manages to come to her senses, but I always try to hearten her by kissing her lovingly and holding her to me, stroking her hair until she falls asleep.
All: Anne Hathaway. As I imagined, the last Cat has come back to break out her two companions without realizing the danger she’s in. I stop her before she goes into action and take her away with me. As to be expected, Anne reacts angrily and I have to explain to her what happened with her mentor as I continually dodge her whip and claw blows. I put her to rest with a blow to the back of the head and wait until she has calmed down. From then on, Anne stays in the base with the other guests. She’s a free spirit and I realize I cannot hold her forever, but I must keep my promise: I will let her go free, but I won’t let her set foot in that prison. In spite of everything, an understanding arises between us and often our fights turn into lively nights of sex. The Cat likes to be in charge and leaves terrible claws on me when we fuck. She allows me to try all her holes, but only when and how she wants. Whether it is her hot cunt, her tight ass, or her beautiful mouth, the sensation is always wonderful and in the end we always lie on the bed tight to each other, united by something that is perhaps only a very sweet dream.
Michelle and I were right in wanting to prevent Anne from setting foot in that bad place. If my words ensured preferential treatment for the first Catwoman, who indeed is not even touched by the prison guards, the other women fare badly. Foremost among them is her own pupil, Zoë, on whom the guards lash out with particular cruelty, perhaps precisely because of her teacher’s inviolability. Once a week they join her in her cell and abuse her violently after forcing her to wear a sexy cat costume, leaving obvious bruises on her body; in addition to this there is of course the obligation to take part in their monthly orgy. From time to time they also visit the girls in their cells, although much less frequently than they do with Zoë. Sometimes I observe them through their own video surveillance systems, which they believe to be secure. Some of them feel a deep contempt for Elena, a scientist who specializes in creating toxins and bacteriological weapons, and enjoy taking her breath away by strangling her or pressing pillows and wet towels to her face. Even Uma is an expert in poisons: one of my most fearsome adversaries, she’s determined to exterminate humanity thanks to her ability to absolutely control plants; by now, the only plants she sees are the ones the guards use to lash her buttocks or the pieces of wood they shove deep into her ass. The Huntress Mary Elizabeth is raffled off every two weeks in shooting contests at the range: the third place winner can claim her mouth, the second place winner her ass, and the winner is entitled to use her freely for an entire night. Marion is especially prized by a pair of guards who seem to have eyes only for her and her tits; when they can, they join her in the cell and spend the night with her, sometimes merely requesting a titjob and treating her gently, sometimes biting and scratching her before sticking their dicks wherever they want. There is also a new activity that amuses the guards greatly, a kind of competition in which a couple of prisoners a month participate: if they manage in the course of one night to leave the dungeons and reach the roof without getting caught, they will be free from mistreatment for a full six months. This time it was Kristen and Antje’s turn, but they seem to have failed and are now suffering the consequences: the two have been pinned down and are now being dragged away. In the past, Kristen had achieved abilities comparable to those of a ferocious beast, but now she looks like a kitten as the guards rip off her clothes and throw her into an icy shower, then hurling themselves en masse at her until she seems to disappear beneath their bodies. Antje tries to put up some resistance, mindful of the days when she was a powerful military comamdant in a remote sector of the galaxy; some of her blows even go in, but even she does not resist for long, and the men force her to the ground, filling her with kicks before simultaneously penetrating her anus and cunt, all the while driving a baton down her throat. I shudder at the mere thought of what they would do to Anne should she try to enter that hellhole.
