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Batman
Chapter Four
The closet door seemed to vibrate, as Dick
Grayson knelt on the gravel. His penis was bulging, and he gritted his teeth,
as he willed himself not to cum. “Forced Edging”, as Babs
called it, was the toughest battle Nightwing had ever
had to fight. To masturbate continually without being allowed to cum!
The gravel pieces
bit into Dick's knees as he knelt obediently...Babs
had ordered him to stay that way...and Dick was quite obedient!
Babs insisted that Dick wear a cockring
around his penis and balls, which constricted Dick’s penis until it was really,
very sensitive to touch. Last week, when he’d been beating his meat in the Bludhaven police station restroom, she’d been crooning
through the cellphone “Am I making you hot, baby?
“The husky voice had gone on, as Dick had lubed himself up on the toilet with
that vile pink soap from the bathroom dispenser
Babs had gone on “If you jerk, jerk jerk…think
about my red hair and my red bush…and my milky white boobies…but don’t cum…you
may avoid being whipped!” It had been especially difficult, as cops had been
coming in and out of the bathroom, screaming at each other about perps and prostitutes, and peeing loudly.
It was much better
touching himself here in the closet…though now he’d not cum in 53 days…
After hours of
edging in his closet, as per Bab’s instructions,
Dick’s dick was raw, red and leaking precum…oh, God,
it was hard to keep from cumming!
Babs had sent one of her cruel tapes, with instructions “Dickie-bird…first I want you to jerk yourself quickly for 2
minutes, stopping before you’re about to squirt…and then use one finger to
slowly rub your glans for two minutes thirty
seconds…and then wank slowly, baby for three minutes…
Then use a finger
to rub the back of your glans…right where the frenulum is, big boy..for
two minutes! And then I want you to palm the back of your glans…no
fingers for five minutes.”
After this, Dick
had gotten so sensitive, that he’d known he couldn’t touch his cock at all
without a squirtie…and so he’d just played with his
balls for about an hour.
Right now Dick was
on a Closet Restriction at Bab's house but quite
often he had to actually hang out in his own closet on his days off…he had to
spend one of his precious days off from being a hard-working police officer in Bludhaven here in the closet…and his hot landlady, Clancy,
had been banging on his door incessantly…he knew she wanted him to fuck her
badly. And was she hot!
Thinking of Clancy,
Dick rubbed a little faster, and then felt the surge again,
and quickly put his hands on the back of his head, and waited for his cock to
go down.
In the old days, as
the able-bodied Batgirl, Babs and Dick had been a crimefighting pair in
....After Babs figured out Dick's submissive tendencies, she'd begun
punishing him while IN her Batgirl outfit...Dick of course was naked on the
floor...sometimes she'd burst into his apartment in her tight-fitting gray
Batgirl costume, the black bat encircled in yellow bursting at the
forefront of her breasts...
"Strip
to be Stropped, Boy Wonder!" and Dick, who had been Robin then, before
handing the mantle to Drake before he'd become Ngihtwing,
would strip...and Batgirl would whip his ass bloody with a razor strop. Sometimes Batgirl
would tie Dick's hands and toy with his cock for hours with her high Bat-boots,
snarling and chortling as he pleaded that her sharp heels were too much to deal
with in his sensitive scrotum...
Part
of the problem then, and now, was that Babs always,
at least once a week would shave Dick's penis and balls clean, and
then torture his cock with her
boots...even after the shaving!
Once, Dick had been
tied down and Babs had alternately stroked his penis,
running her pink nails up and down his suffering cock...and then pounding his
cock and balls hard with a high heeled shoe until poor Dick burst into
tears, again and again.
After Dick dropped
out of college, and became very involved with the Teen Titans, he'd had less to
do with Babs, but they'd recently re-united, and he
spent a good deal of time in her house...and going back and forth
between his closet, when he was on Closet Restriction, and hers. He often
wondered why he should visit Mistress Babs at all, if
he had to strip instantly and go kneel on jacks or gravel in her closet,
but that was her orders!
As Nightwing, Dick had had to fight the toughest criminals in Bludhaven…Blockbuster, all the rest. But to have to
masturbate without cumming!
Dick move the flashlight against Barbara’s glossy photos. None,
of course had her naked..but
the lingerie was quite revealing. Dick slowly pulled his finger against his
bulging glans, but not too fast. He felt the semen
rising against the base of his shaft, and he knew he had to be terribly
careful.
Babs was so strict! Last week, when she rolled into Dick’s
apartment in her chair, Dick had greeted her in the nude, with a martini…he’d
fed her, carefully, spoon feeding his home-cooked meal of vichyssoise.
As he’d rubbed her
legs she’d occasionally brushed his erection with her fishnet stockinged toes, and he’d gasped. Oooh…what
an evening it had been. Despite the parlysis, Babs could still feel Dick’s tongue in her cunt, and he’d
eaten her for hours that night, and then she’d sent him home, with strict instructions
to not have any sort of accident!
Babs rolled her chair into her bedroom,
leaving her pathetic, weeping father, the Commissioner, kneeling in a corner of
the library. She blew a whistle, and the closet door opened, and Dick Grayson
crawled out on his hands and knees, his cock rock hard. Babs
smiled with amusement.
As she looked down at Dick, and watched his lowered eyes
sneak up a peek at her, Babs glossed her lips with a
dark ruby polish, snickering as she did so. Look at that cock! Dick’s cock
looked horny and miserable. It had been fifty-odd days since she’d allowed him
to jerk off into an
ashtray and lick it up…he was so obedient, Dick was.
“How are you doing there, Pinkwing?”
That was Bab’s little name
for Dick, who always blushed when she said it. “I’m fine, Miss Babs…I’ve just been sitting in the closet, or kneeling,
rather…I’ve been so good with the edging…do you think that perhaps I could cum
soon?” Babs leaned her head back, the amber curls
bouncing on the sides of her wheelchair. She laughed heartily. “Do you think I
could cum soon?” Babs imitated Dick in a horrid
falsetto. Dick burst into tears, and Babs laughed
even harder.
“Is—oh, excuse me for laughing so hard, Pinkwing
dear—“Babs snorted into a hankie. “Is that all you
think about, CUMMING?” Babs shuckled some more. Dick was now
staring fixedly at her…she had taken the trouble to change into a Merry Widow
corset and panties, and was crossing and re-crossing her legs on the
wheelchair. She could tell that Dick was in a lot of pain right now.
The poor thing! Teaching him Forced Edging had been immensely
entertaining. Dick would spend an hour in front of Barbara, jerking his cock
faster and slower, checking her reaction to make sure he was doing the right
thing.
And truly, he was a splendid sight—muscled and handsome, Dick
had always been in good shape, as he’d begun training with the Batman right
after his trapeze artist parents had been killed during his eighth year.
It had been such fun landing her strop over and over on those
gorgeous buns of Dick’s, and watching him sob into his hands…WHACK WHACK WHACK…whenever Babs checked Dick’s grades at Hudson, and saw anything less
than a B, she’d thrash him unmercifully, and eventually Dick had just dropped
out of school to avoid more punishment.
It had been glorious, too, to tease Dick for hours. Sometimes
they’d come back from having foiled a heroin ring, or busted jewel thieves…and
they’d celebrate! Dick would make Babs a nice dinner,
and then strip his costume off…if she was feeling horny, he’d give her a full
body massage, and lick her quim until she’d orgasmed for hours…then he’d bathe her, and help her with
her nails…and then, if he was lucky…
Babs would tie Dick’s hands behind his
back and pour a bit of Lubriderm into her palm and begin stroking and patting
that sweet cock of his. She’d smile, and run her long, pink, tongue across her
even white teeth as she tortured the tip of Dick’s glans
with her long nails, and, ignoring his pleadings to cum, would run her fingers
up and around his stolid shaft…
When her fingers tired of the work, Babs
would lean back and run her toes up and down Dick’s cock and he just went mad
when this was going on. That was one of the many things that paralysis had
ended…
Though Babs could still move her
hands, she couldn’t torture poor Dick with her toes any more…and to be honest,
her hands were fairly tired with all the wheeling about, and being the
key-punching Oracle…so teaching Dick to edge himself had been Babs’s goal these last few years. She almost never touched
Dick at all…though of course he was quite busy between her legs nearly all the
time!
Dick of course was completely obedient, and
understood and was quite sensitive to his disabled girlfriend’s needs and
limitations…but sometimes it was quite difficult for him to have patience. He
really wanted to cum, and looked so pitiful.
Babs smiled at Dick. “Darling Richard…you
really want to cum, dear…you can’t get your mind off it, can you?” Dick shook
his head mournfully as he knelt there, his cock bouncing like a diving board
that had just dislodged Greg Louganis.
Babs shifted a bit in the wheelchair and
her breasts fell together, and the cleavage looked oh, so enticing! Her nipples
hardened behind the thin material, and Dick looked as if he might spring at any
moment at his Mistress,though
he knew that would not be kosher.
“You just can’t help it, can you baby?” Babs
asked this in a little-girl voice, and Dick began shaking and trembling.
“It-it’s so hard, Ma’am, and I’ve tried so hard to please you.” Dick took a
breath, and tried to keep his hands on his knees, and not touch his cock right
now.
“I’ve been so hardworking as a
super-hero, as well as being a police officer in Bludhaven…and
then I come on my days off and I do so much! Today, I cleaned the entire house,
even your dad’s study.” Dick paused for breath, and Barbara looked so
understanding. “And then I went into the closet and knelt on those horrible
rocks…for an hour and a half.” Dick coughed. “And then you had a visitor—“
Babs smiled again, widely. “Yes, Gerry my
hairdresser came by, didn’t he? He did my hair since I can’t go down to the
parlor, being in the chair and all…and then I told him to come up and see you,
baby!”
Dick breathed and nodded. “Yes, and he knocked on the closet
door, ma’am…and I went out and he told me you had—you had—“ Dick looked as if
he might burst into tears. Yup, there was a tear rolling down his handsome
cheek. He couldn’t believe that she’d done what she’d done in the Gerry
case…because men always had these ASSUMPTIONS about Babs…and
they were always mistakes!
“Were you able to service Gerry, dear?”asked Babs gently. “You’ve
had enough practice on the cucumber and all!” Dick nodded miserably. “I made
him feel good—twice!”
Babs smiled again, remembering how
pleased her overweight male hairdresser had been when he’d come back
downstairs. “That gorgeous boy let me fuck his face AND his ass!” was Gerry’s
review, and he’d been quite happy…and had declared Babs’
hairdo was on the house!
“And then I went back into the closet to kneel more, Miss
Barbara…and I stroked myself—“ Dick stopped, breathing
and panting. “You did it slowly, right?” prompted Babs.
Dick nodded manfully. “But it’s been so long since I came,
and I am soooo horny"
“You want me to do something about that big cock, right
Dick?” Babs smiled, and Dick nodded his head, and
looked hopeful. “Well, you cleaned the house, and cleaned Gerry’s dick, and you
jerked yourself…and you deserve to have the erection go away, honey.” Babs looked terribly understanding…”So bring that big dick
right over here!”
Dick looked extremely pleased. It had been eighteen months
since Babs had touched Dick’s dick with her hands,
and a full five years or so since she’d let it touch her mouth or vagina…he had
just hoped that he would be allowed to jerk off completely…
But this might be his lucky day! Dick hopped up and trotted
over to Babs, excitably. “Now I want you to let me
blindfold you and cuff your hands behind your back—“ Dick
did both, so he was standing blindfolded and cuffed right in front of Barbara.
“Now, you’ll get your surprise!” Babs
pulled the Scourge out that she’d used on her Daddy and landed it hard across
Dick’s penis…WHACK WHACK WHACK
Six to eight times the scourge landed and Dick screamed quite loudly, but his
erection went down, and then Dick went down, on the floor.
“Now, darling” Babs continued
sweetly, “I’ve gotten rid of your nasty little erection…and you must get into
your Pinkwing outfit and go help Mistress Dinah to
save your pathetic Batman! Get up so I can unlock you, you silly boy!”
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