It appeared all his punch did was anger the woman further. The way she charged back at him in the short distance was hard to defend against. As her sharp talons sunk into his shoulders, her tips barely grazing the skin Batman had to fight hard to keep his balance while the woman smothered his face with her pussy. His hands struggled to peel her legs off his head and soon he found himself flying backwards as his legs went up and his body flipped until his back crashed through a glass case.<br/><br/>Batman groaned as he laid on the ground, his eyes focusing on the woman crouched above him as he felt a sharp pull on the whip and found his body being lifted off the ground, then he found himself being lifted into the air. His fingers made to grasp at the whip around his throat, but he couldn't get them behind it. Her whip was putting lines in the neck of his suit and it was impossible to get thick gloved fingers in whatever gap was present.<br/><br/>Then Bruce found himself suddenly off the ground once more as he saw Catwoman shover he boots into his gun, the air expellen from his lungs. His body swung backward in a spin as he felt another kick from the stiletto boots in his back. It sent Batman further into a spin, and this time it spun him enough to unwrap the whip from his neck as he flew into another glass case, shattering it. Batman laid on the ground, his body writhing in pain and shock from the assault.