Catwoman expected the yank on the chain pulling her forward, and tried to control her stumble as much as possible, but compared to his bulk there was only so much she could do. The tension in her muscles and stance from the effort to not be pulled to the floor gave her strength needed to withstand the punch he landed to her stomach.<br/><br/>Taking a few steps back in taking the punch before running at him hard in the small space, using the speed and her catlike agility Catwoman grasped The Bats shoulders, digging her shard talons into his flesh as she shoved him down while simultaneously propelling herself upwards. In only a moments time she found herself seated on the big bats shoulders again. This time her legs wrapped around his head, leaving his face buried into her leather wrapped pussy. Little time to think on that particular situation as she grasped at his Batty ears and flung her entire body weight backwards, her legs kept securely around his head. The move sent his body up and over, ass over tea kettle, landing in the jewelers glass case.<br/><br/>As glass rained around them from the great crash she had only moved to release him enough that she now crouched over his prone body. Shaking off the quick flip before Batman had a chance to regain his senses she snatched up her whip and ran for the exposed joists in the jewelry shops high ceilings. Her whip gave her only enough slick to make the jump, but nothing more.<br/><br/>Turning back to look at the Bat and tugging on the whip she jumped backwards over the joist holding onto her end of the whip even as it pulled tight when on the downward swing. The pull of the whip on his neck up to the joist she draped it over would have him up off his feet before he knew it, and she could swing down feet first to his incoming body as it flew towards her in.<br/><br/>An eye for an eye..or in this case, a gut punch for gut...kick?