Pain and pleasure, it was an odd mixture, and one that Batman sas experiencing in waves currently. There was the pain of the metal crop being ground into his chest, Ivy's vines squeezing him tightly, and Madam Payen was slapping his stomach now too. He felt like a race horse being beaten to move faster. Still he had endured worse pain in his lifetime. It was not too the level of Bane breaking his back, or even the punishment Catwoman had dolled out on him in the past. Still it was rough, and he knew that recovery time would be vital and necessary.<br/><br/>The pleasure part was coming from Catwoman, mostly at least. The slap on his bare thigh had caused him to wince in the middle of flicking Madam Payen's clit with his tongue. The soft caresses that followed though were rather amazing. Her continued work with her tongue travelling up and down his shaft was amazing. Batman couldn't hold it in much longer, and he also felt Madam Payen's thighs clench telling him she had to be close as well. Batman was not sure he would survive long enough to wait for her though, Catwoman knew him too well, and her touch and licks were driving him over the edge.<br/><br/>With oxygen in short supply, and the pleasure at the tip of his cock at the breaking point Batman blew his load. He grunted into Madam Payen's pussy as each load of his sticky white cum exploded from the tip of his cock. His hips spasmed throughout the process, and the ejaculation was slightly longer than normal both due to time between and the amount of teasing Catwoman had done. He continued to work above, hopeful that the mistress on top of him would orgasm soon.