Batman watched as Poison Ivy approached, listened to her words as he tried hard to formulate an answer to them. His mind and his heart had two different ideas and his mouth was not sure which one to listen to. The struggle was real, and almost as if frozen in place Batman stood still like a pawn waiting to be moved by its master. She had an alluring way with words and it bothered him that he was such easy prey, yet it was easy to be her prey and great rewards had come from it thus far.<br/><br/>The pink gas released into the air was going to be a problem, and before he knew it his eyes were glued to the strip tease happening right in front of his eyes. With each step her outfit revealed more and more of those luscious breasts on her frame. He wanted his mouth to suck on them, perhaps to have his cock in-between them, but he had to resist. It was hard, the pink gas was approaching quickly and Batman could only do so much to keep his mind focused on the task at hand. His ankles were soon bound up, the batarang gone from his hand, food for a plant, and then his wrists became ensnared as well.<i> Not again,</i>he thought to himself and attempted to snap back into reality.<br/><br/>"No!" he shouted out loud, it was in response to her offers. Batman stepped backward onto vines that were waiting to crawl further up his body, he tugged hard with his wrists and managed to get lucky and snap them off. "This is over Poison Ivy," Batman pulled against the vines at his ankles and managed a hard step forward as he reached out for her left wrist with his right hand while his left hand made its way into the front pouch of his utility belt to grab the handcuffs shaped like a bat that he had in there.