The torture continued, Batman knew she had the upper hand, and it well appeared that Poison Ivy understood such things as well. Her hands continued to stroke and rub causing a sensation through his suit he had not known before.<br/><br/>Being woefully unaware of the vine crawling up his back it was quite a shock when he suddenly found his throat constricted. It was loose, he could still breathe, but it was an added reminder to her words that he was just a mere mortal underneath the suit. Another kiss, more aphrodisiac released into his system. Batman tried hard to resist it, but no matter how hard he tried he was unable to fully resist her charm, her power. It was all too much.<br/><br/>"Let's walk on the wild side together," the admission came. Inside he beat himself up, he hated saying those words, but externally there was no more he could do to resist the poisonous charms this woman presented. There was of course the fact that she had threatened now to choke the life out of him as well. He would play the willing participant in her sexual escapades, whatever they might be.