What was there that Batman could do except be at the mercy of Catwoman. She had, at the very least, brought him back to the batcave. This was not an issue per se since she had long ago figured out who he was, and with his recent unmasking it was all but out there. If Pandora had a heart she would keep it secret, but the fact that she knew meant it was easier for her to target him since his location as Bruce was never very private, nor was his residence.<br/><br/>Being on the comfortable bed was a welcome change from the hard floor he had been on in Pandora's office. She was evil and cruel, in many ways she made Catwoman look like a saint, which she was not. No, Catwoman had taken the fight to Batman on many occasions, beaten him, whipped him, and used him, the kitten loved her cream for sure. She knew just how much damage her claws could do to his suit, and it was likely she had told Pandora about the weak points in Batman's suit, the sides, neck, and crotch were all thinner rubber material while the rest was heavily padded. Then there were those delictable pointy ears on top of his cowl that Catwoman had used more than once to drive his head into her knee.<br/><br/>Now though she was being nurturing and caring. Batman didn't ask why, he assumed he understood, she didn't want him dead or damaged, she wanted to be able to use him and abuse him for her own games. This much was true, Catwoman wanted Batman to herself and she was not happy sharing. She had agreed to help Pandora in principle because she was a woman of power, and they had a common threat, but the woman's methods were a bit extreme for even Catwoman's tastes. Gotham was darker than ever though, and people like Pandora were making it even worse, despite her pale skin.<br/><br/>His wounds were nearly all taken care of, time would be the most effective tool, but Catwoman didn't want to wait. "You know you should learn to just submit to the best pussy around, and I would make sure problems like that never arise again." Catwoman said in her sultry sexy voice while she climbed on top of Batman who was on his back on the bed. She drug her sleek, smooth suit across his naked body. This in turn sent waves of pleasure through Batman as his cock hardened quickly. Her long pink tongue brushed against his chin as she drug is across his lips to the tip of his nose. "Mmmm... this pussy loves to clean her toy." She said down to a speechless Batman. He stared back up at her, wondering what her angle was. He had been through hell and all his body wanted was rest and sleep, but neither would come with her on top of him.