Oh nein, Gift-Ivy ist wieder in ihrem Element!<\/p>

Batman glaubt, er komme zu einem Treffen mit Ivy, um über ihr böswilliges Verhalten zu sprechen, aber es dauert nicht lange, bis Ivy die Kontrolle übernimmt. Er kann ihrem Kuss nicht widerstehen.<\/p>

Sobald sie zwei Finger hochhält und er sagt, sie hält vier hoch, weiß sie, dass sie ihn hat, wo sie ihn haben will.<\/p>

Der Kuss besiegelt den Deal, und es ist an der Zeit, das Lebenselixier aus ihm herauszusaugen.<\/p>

Durch seinen Schwanz. Dort wird seine Kraft gehalten.<\/p>

Tiefes Schlucken, Würgen, Sperma im Mund, Gesichtsbesamung, magische Kontrolle, Verzauberung, verschmierte Lippenstift, laufende Wimperntusche und vollständige Kontrolle über einen der größten Superhelden der Welt - und alles, was es brauchte, war ein Kuss.<\/p>

Er war von Anfang an zum Scheitern verurteilt.<\/p>"

I've seen you and your wife together for some sessions, and now I'd like to work one on one with each of you. Privately.

You are having trouble in the bedroom, and you want to handle it in a god-fearing way. Your marriage is suffering, because you haven't lied together in months and you can't figure out why. I think there's something deeper there that you're not sharing.

In my vast experience, I've found that many men are so afraid of telling their wives what sexually arouses them, that they keep it in and gradually disconnect in the bedroom. I wonder if that's happening here, dear parishioner.

Usually, it's a fetish. Do you know what that is?

When you are with your wife, do you have an overwhelming urge to put your penis between her feet, or to put her toes in your mouth? Do you struggle to maintain an erection without fantasizing about feet? Well, I'm here to tell you that this is quite normal. Does the sight of my feet, in these high heels, arouse you?

You've suppressed this erotic urge for so long, you're not sure how you would even begin to introduce it to the bedroom. Heck, the very notion of telling your wife about any of this is downright terrifying!

I have some ideas on how you can smoothly blend this into your marriage bed. It's been so long since you've had an orgasm, hasn't it?

Here, take my feet out of my heels and rub them. I can feel some of the tension just begging to leave your breath. I can feel the firmness inside your jeans. You are flustered. You're an honorable Christian man. But it's been so long... and you've never, ever been allowed to worship feet. And here they are, right in your hands. Right in your lap.

Kiss them. Let yourself release that tension. Close your eyes and give in. I can feel your manhood awakening, as you fall before me.

I take your cock out of your jeans and tell you that this is for the good of your marriage. I'm showing you how to introduce this to your wife. But we are not going to tell her about this. It's our little - well, huge - secret.

Before you know it, your penis is between my beautiful soft feet and thrusting like it's the end of days. You're fully naked, in front of God, betraying your vows so you can finally fuck your wife. You've never been this erect in your life, and you've finally found what you've been aching for.

I decide that, while I do want to repair your marriage, I want to keep seeing you. I charge a lot for my services, and regular customers keep me in business. I'm going to double my hourly rate with you, and you will pay it - because the methods will continue to work, and I will keep teaching you things to do with your lawfully wedded wife. Alone. You will pay whatever I ask, because I'm taking you all the way and if your wife discovers what we are doing here, it will be the scarlet letter for you. Adultery. Divorce. Shame.

If you really want to please your wife, you'll please me first. It's been so long that you're unable to say no to me, and I slip your cock into my pussy while my feet stroke your shaft. That's when I tell you about the rate hike.

Let me demonstrate how to fuck with feet, my good man, from worshiping them with your mouth, to having your cock stroked by them, to feeling them up while your cock is inside of me, to cumming all over their soles. As holy penance, you will lick your seed from my feet after you've painted them white.

Featuring Alrik Angel

(This video was copied word-for-word by a c4s top studio, taking advantage of the creativity and skill of the little guy! Classy, isn't it?)

Poison Ivy is oozing with magic tricks and sensual designs, and the long-standing sexual tension between her and Batman sets the perfect scene for her to weave her wall of ivy around him.

She has used enchantment to bind him to the table, without the need for rope or heavy bondage. All of the natural elements bow to Poison Ivy, and her captors are enslaved by desire.

He is helpless, his arms held together by magic and his legs paralyzed by plant toxins. But it is her kiss that renders him truly powerless. The strength dissolves inside of his body and is replaced by heavy lust. He knows he must save the city from certain destruction and tragedy, but it's taking every last drop of his energy to resist just one more kiss.

Ivy writhes on top of his exposed cock and taunts him, giggling and teasing. Her lips wrap around his penis, locking her poison lipstick into his skin and spreading it all the way up the shaft. She makes sure to apply the toxins...liberally.

His protests are pitiful, but it's sexy to hear him try to resist. I mock him, like a Venus fly trap tonguing an insect. When it seems that his strength might be returning to him, she quickly brings her mouth to his lips and devours him with a deep, long, passionate kiss.

But those lips aren't the only dangerous lips on Poison Ivy's body. It's the inner petals that carry the sweetest juice and the highest concentration of botanical delights.

Ivy straddles his face, with her knee-high black boots on either side of his body, spreads her thighs, and lowers her beautiful pussy onto his mouth for a French kiss. Each kiss makes him want more, and those kisses take him farther and deeper into the paralyzing trance. But he can't stop.

The pussy kisses turn Ivy on even more, making her honey flow to her lips, ready to burst into Batman's mouth. She rides his tongue and takes her pleasure, knowing that the crime is already underway and all she has to do is keep the hero down. She hears explosions in the background, sparking her orgasm and sending poisonous juices flowing down over Batman's lips and mouth. He is made to swallow the most concentrated lipstick recipe that Ivy has ever concocted...

Featuring Alrik Angel

Wir sehen Dr. Pamela Isley, die renommierte botanische Wissenschaftlerin, die sich auf experimentelle Forschung und das Herausfordern der Naturgesetze spezialisiert hat. Sie bereitet gerade einen Trank vor, der an einen gewissen Mr. Bruce Wayne, auch bekannt als Bat Man, geliefert werden soll. Er stürmt herein, atemlos von seiner andauernden Jagd auf den Joker, der momentan die Stadt unter Kontrolle hält und sämtliche Brücken mit Sprengstoff verdrahtet hat! Er hat keine Zeit zu verlieren; die Stadt setzt auf ihn! Er hat nicht einmal vollständig vom eleganten Mr. Wayne im Smoking in sein komplettes Bat-Suit gewechselt! Er trägt das Kostüm eng anliegend, seine Muskeln spannen sich darunter an, sein Umhang weht, und diese scharfen Augen und vollen Lippen glühen unter der geheimnisvollen Maske hervor... der erotische Reiz geht an Dr. Isley nicht vorbei.

"Pamela, ich brau– ich brauche diesen Trank! Der Joker wird Tausende von Menschen töten, wenn er entkommt!" Sein Ton ist dominant, aber gehetzt.

"Nat– natürlich, ich habe ihn hier. Ich habe etwas ganz Besonderes für dich vorbereitet! Komm, schau genauer hin..." Gerade als er sich vorbeugt, bläst Dr. Isley sanft einen Hauch Luft von ihren Lippen, der durch das seidige Pulver weht und eine virale Wolke in Richtung seiner Nase, seines Mundes und seiner Augen trägt. Bat Man ist sofort gelähmt. Langsam sinkt er auf die Knie, während sich Dr. Isleys Gesicht und Körpersprache von besorgter Kollegin zu sinnlicher Sadistin wandelt.

Sie hatte schon immer davon geträumt, mit ihm zu spielen.

Auf den Knien, schwindelig vom magischen botanischen Pulver, ist der Umhangheld hilflos gegenüber den Reizen von Dr. Isley – der Schurkin Poison Ivy, die sich nun offenbart. Eine überwältigende Sehnsucht erfasst ihn, die Stiefel vor ihm anzubeten! Alles an ihm, von der Maske bis zum Umhang, sehnt sich danach, ihre Absätze in seinem Mund zu spüren. Er fährt mit den Händen an ihren schwarzen, samtigen, hohen Plateau-Stilettostiefeln auf und ab, hält an den Sohlen inne, leckt, küsst und stöhnt darüber. Er kann seine Erregung nicht zügeln und knurrt regelrecht in ihre Stiefel. Liebesbeteuerungen und Hingabe fließen aus seinem Mund, Worte, die er niemals gedacht hätte, jemals zu sagen. Worte über absolute Hingabe, über seine Unfähigkeit, ihr zu widerstehen...

Während er betet, lässt Dr. Isley Poison Ivy hervortreten, die mit teuflischem Lachen und erotischem Vergnügen aus ihr hervorquillt. Sie genießt die vollkommene Demütigung ihres Erzfeindes, der vor ihrer bösen Präsenz kniet und machtlos ist, ihre schändlichen Absichten oder ihre vollständige Verführung seines Körpers und Geistes zu stoppen.

Er leckt zwischen ihre Zehen, schlürft und küsst jede einzelne. Sie sind so süß, so unwiderstehlich, so erotisch... niemals hätte er gedacht, dass er einmal auf dem Boden knien würde, mit ihren Zehen tief in seinem feuchten Mund. Seine Zunge gleitet über die Oberseite ihrer perfekt geschwungenen Füße, und sie wischt ihre Sohlen über sein Gesicht, als wäre er eine Fußmatte. Sie schiebt ihren Fuß und ihre Zehen durch seine Lippen und in seinen Mund, und er liebt jede Sekunde davon – widerwillig, aber gleichzeitig voller Begierde!

Ivy ist nun voll erregt, hat ihr zurückhaltendes Alter Ego abgelegt und sieht viel zu heiß und wild aus für diesen langweiligen Laborkittel. Sie ist bereit, ihre Beute zu packen und mit ihr zu spielen. Sie hat ihn mit ihren Füßen eingerieben, ihn in eine völlig unterwürfige Position gebracht und ihm bewiesen, dass er vollständig in ihren Bann gezogen ist. Ihre Füße sind das Einzige, woran er denkt, und sein Schwanz sowie sein Gehirn sind vollständig ihrer Macht unterworfen – der einzigen Frau, die den Joker daran hindern kann, die Stadt zu vernichten. Wie viele Wendungen und Intrigen stecken in ihrem bösen Verstand? Wozu wird sie ihre sexuelle Gier und ihr Machtstreben antreiben? Wird er es rechtzeitig schaffen, die Stadt zu retten? Oder wird die Stadt ihn für immer als den Superhelden kennen, der sie im Stich ließ, während sein Schwanz hart war und die Schurkin Poison Ivys Zehen tief in seinem Mund steckten?

Ivy hat Batman genau dort, wo sie ihn haben will: benommen, hypnotisiert, überwältigt vom botanischen Gift, das sie ihm verabreicht hat. Er ist nun ihr geistiger Sklave, verwundbar durch seinen harten Schwanz. Sie zieht ihren Laborkittel aus, und die Schurkin erscheint. Glänzend in Grün, ihre Brüste heben sich aus dem Bustier, ihre Haut ist seidig, ihre Augen lodern. Sie nähert sich dem fast schon heldenhaften Gefangenen.

Zuerst flirtet sie mit ihrem Körper. Er ist sofort erregt, und tief in ihm schreit etwas: "WIDERSTEHE!" Doch aus seinem Mund kommen nur frustrierte, lustvolle Laute.

Sie beginnt, ihm einen verführerischen Lapdance zu geben. Sie wiegt ihre Hüften, reibt ihren Po, windet sich gerade außerhalb von Batmans Reichweite. Er kämpft mit aller Macht dagegen an, der Versuchung nicht nachzugeben, doch Ivy macht es ihm fast unmöglich! Sein schmerzhaft harter Schwanz wird gnadenlos gereizt, und er bemüht sich verzweifelt, die Hände von ihr zu lassen. Sie weiß, dass sie die Kontrolle hat. Sie ist sich ihrer Macht voll bewusst.

Selbst dieser Superheld, dieser Kämpfer gegen das Böse, dieser starre, schweigsame Typ, ringt vergeblich gegen ihre Verführung an. Ihr Körper beschleunigt nur das Gift in seinen Adern. Sie baut ihn auf, feuert seinen Motor an und bereitet ihn auf vollständige, sexuelle Vernichtung vor.

"Über mein Knie, Bat." Er gehorcht stumm und eifrig, als würde sein Körper ihn gegen seinen verzweifelten, widerstrebenden Willen tragen. Der nächste sinnliche Trick steht bevor, und unser Held wird jeden erdulden, den Ivy geplant hat, während der Joker die Hälfte der Stadt zerstört... während Batman seinen Schwanz gereizt bekommt!

Die Saga geht weiter...

Während die Uhr heruntertickt und die Stadt der völligen Vernichtung näher kommt, ist Batman in den mentalen Fängen von Verführung und Frustration gefangen. Je härter er wird, desto tiefer sinkt er in ihren Bann. Poison Ivy will sicherstellen, dass er vollständig hypnotisiert ist, und sie möchte ein wenig mit ihm spielen, bevor sie und der Joker ihre Zerstörungsmission endgültig abschließen. Dieser Bat-Junge hat ihre Pläne jahrelang durchkreuzt, sie bei jeder Niederlage gedemütigt.

Es ist Zeit, den Bat-Sklaven wie nie zuvor zu demütigen.

Ivy wirft Batman über ihr Knie und hebt seinen dummen Umhang an, um sein festes kleines Hinterteil in der engen Hose freizulegen. Er sieht irgendwie heiß aus, halb im Übergang von Bruce Wayne zum Umhanghelden. Noch süßer wirkt er, mit der Hose um die Knöchel.

Im Ernst? Dieser Spinner trägt Batman-Unterwäsche. Ziemlich eingebildet, oder?

Ivy hebt ihre Hand, während er auf ihren Knien zappelt. Sie schlägt mit der offenen Hand auf seinen Po: WHACK! SMACK! POP!

Jeder Klaps bringt eine Mischung aus Demütigung und Erregung. Während die körperliche Züchtigung ihn völlig erniedrigt fühlen lässt, durchströmen ihn gleichzeitig Kribbeln und Lust, die seinen Schwanz anschwellen und seine Erektion mit jedem SPANK! verstärken.

Ihre Hände auf seinem Hintern, greifend, kneifend, knetend, klatschend... er kann nicht anders, als sich zu winden und in die Luft zu stoßen, selbst als sie prahlt, wie sie die verdammte Stadt in die Luft jagen wird und er mit seinem Schwanz in der Hand und dem Schwanz zwischen den Beinen zurückbleiben wird. Was wird der Kommissar zu deiner katastrophalen Erektion sagen?

Beobachten Sie eine übers-Knie-bestrafung von einer diabolischen Expertin der Kunst des Hinternversohlens, und bedenken Sie, dass Poison Ivy diesen Po gründlich vorbereitet und entweiht. Sie neckt ihn unterhalb seiner engen Unterwäsche, kitzelt sein Bat-Loch und bereitet ihn verbal darauf vor, was sie als Nächstes mit ihm tun wird.

Das botanische Mittel von Poison Ivy sorgt dafür, dass er gehorsam und erotisch an ihre Launen gefesselt bleibt. Er steckt in einer Zwickmühle: Er kann der wilden Erektion, die sie ihm beschert hat, körperlich nicht widerstehen, doch je härter er wird, desto tiefer sinkt er in ihren Bann. Wird die Stadt fallen, nur weil Batman damit beschäftigt war, seinen Schwanz gestreichelt und seinen Anus befummelt zu bekommen, während die Schurkin seinen Hintern versohlt?

Die Zeit ist gekommen, der Höhepunkt unserer epischen Geschichte. Der Joker hat Sprengstoff an allen Brücken der Stadt angebracht, und in wenigen Minuten wird die Stadt untergehen und Tausende von Menschen sterben – Batman ist der einzige Held, der sie retten kann, und er ist verloren im Bann der erotischen Reize und des botanischen Tranks von Poison Ivy! Wird dies sein Vermächtnis sein – der Mann, der unschuldige Bürger sterben ließ, weil sein Schwanz gereizt wurde und sein Anus gestreichelt?

Er kann nichts tun. Er ist so tief in ihrem Bann, dass er nicht klar denken kann. Obwohl er weiß, dass das Schicksal der Stadt in seinen Händen liegt, hat das Gift seinen Körper übernommen und sein Schwanz will einfach nicht erschlaffen. Er steht hart wie Stahl, und je erregter Poison Ivy ihn macht, desto schwindliger und hypnotischer wird er. Es ist ein Teufelskreis sexueller Qual.

Sie hat ihn genau dort, wo sie ihn haben will, und es war schon immer ihre ultimative Fantasie, ihren Erzfeind sexuell zu zerstören. Mit seinem entblößten Po, sein Anus zittert zwischen seinen Pobacken, ist er völlig schutzlos ihren bösen Wünschen und Vorlieben ausgeliefert. Als Meisterin der Magie ist es keine Mühe für sie, einen diabolischen Schwanz zwischen ihren Beinen wachsen zu lassen, und er kann nicht einmal gegen den Eindringling protestieren, der ihn gleich penetrieren wird.

Poison Ivy beugt Batman über und spreizt seine Bat-Pobacken, um sicherzustellen, dass sein Loch gut eingerieben und bereit ist, von ihr genommen zu werden. Sie schiebt die Spitze durch sein Anus und kitzelt seine empfindlichen Innenseiten. Er stöhnt mit einer sinnlichen Mischung aus Ekstase und der Frustration eines Superhelden, der weiß, dass er gleich eine ganze Stadt im Stich lässt. Seine Laute sind tief und ehrlich. Sie stößt ihren Schwanz tief in ihn hinein, bis ihre schönen Hüften, Taille und Schenkel eng an seinen Körper gepresst sind. Er ist vollständig durchbohrt.

Während sie ihn stößt und fickt, wird er obsessiv danach, ihren Schwanz in seinem Arsch aufzunehmen. Er wird blind vor Erregung und fleht sie an, ihn tiefer und härter zu ficken. Er ist wahnsinnig vor Lust.

Der halb-konsensuelle Arschfick geht gnadenlos weiter, bis er vor Verlangen sabbert. Er bittet rau, sie möge ihn weiter ficken, geht sogar so weit, zurückzugreifen und versuchen, ihren Schwanz noch tiefer in sich hineinzuziehen. Während sie den Countdown beobachtet, verspottet sie ihn für seine ausweglose Lage und erklärt zwischen teuflischem Gelächter, wie sie und die Superschurken die Stadt mühelos übernehmen werden, sobald er schwanzgepeitscht und wahnsinnig vor analen Orgasmen ist!

Was wirst du tun, Bat-Junge? Davonlaufen? Diesem intensiven, unwiderstehlichen Arschfick von der erotischsten, schönsten, verführerischsten und grausamsten Vamp der ganzen Bande widerstehen? Ha! Breite deine Beine, Batman, und überliefere dein Anus mir, Poison Ivy, und wisse, dass je mehr du gefickt wirst, desto näher kommst du dem Verrat an der ganzen Stadt!

Mit Alrik Angel

The time has come, for the climax of our epic story. The Joker has explosives wired all across the city's bridges, and in mere minutes, The City will fall and thousands of people will perish - Batman is the only hero who can save them, and he is lost under the spell of Poison Ivy's erotic charms and botanical potion! Will this be his legacy - the man who let innocent citizens be destroyed because his dick was being teased and his asshole being fondled?

There's nothing he can do. He is so deep under her spell, he can't think straight. Even though he knows the fate of The City is in his hands, the poison has taken over his body and his cock will not calm down. It's raging hard, and the more erect Poison Ivy makes him, the dizzier and more mesmerized he becomes. It's a vicious circle of sexual agony.

She has him right where she wants him, and it has always been her ultimate fantasy to sexually destroy her arch nemesis. With his ass exposed to her, his asshole quivering between his cheeks, he is completely vulnerable to her evil devices and desires. As a Mistress of magic, growing a diabolical cock between her legs is no effort, and he can't even protest the invader about to impale him.

Poison Ivy bends Batman over and spreads his bat cheeks, making sure his hole is lubed up and ready for her to him. She slides the tip past his asshole and tickles his sensitive insides. He moans with a sexy combination of ecstasy and the frustration of a superhero who knows he is about to let down an entire City. His growls are deep and sincere. She thrusts her cock deep inside of him, until her beautiful hips, waist, and thighs are pressed up against his body. He is completely impaled.

As she thrusts and fucks him, he becomes obsessive about taking her cock in his ass. He goes blind with arousal and begs her to fuck him deeper and harder. He is delirious with dick.

The semi-consensual fucking continues relentlessly until he is drooling with desire. He gruffly begs her to him more, going so far as to reach back and try to pull her dick deeper inside of him. As she watches the clock tick down, she taunts him for his impossible predicament and explains between evil laughs how she and the Super Villains are going to easily take over The City once he's dick-whipped and delirious with anal orgasms!

What are you going to do, bat boy? Run away? Resist this intense and irresistible ass-fucking from the most erotic, gorgeous, seductively vicious vixen in the bad bunch? Ha! Spread your legs, Batman, and surrender your anus to Me , Poison Ivy, knowing that the more you get fucked, the closer you get to fucking over the entire City!

The time has come, for the climax of our epic story. The Joker has explosives wired all across the city's bridges, and in mere minutes, The City will fall and thousands of people will perish - Batman is the only hero who can save them, and he is lost under the spell of Poison Ivy's erotic charms and botanical potion! Will this be his legacy - the man who let innocent citizens be destroyed because his dick was being teased and his asshole being fondled?

There's nothing he can do. He is so deep under her spell, he can't think straight. Even though he knows the fate of The City is in his hands, the poison has taken over his body and his cock will not calm down. It's raging hard, and the more erect Poison Ivy makes him, the dizzier and more mesmerized he becomes. It's a vicious circle of sexual agony.

She has him right where she wants him, and it has always been her ultimate fantasy to sexually destroy her arch nemesis. With his ass exposed to her, his asshole quivering between his cheeks, he is completely vulnerable to her evil devices and desires. As a Mistress of magic, growing a diabolical cock between her legs is no effort, and he can't even protest the invader about to impale him.

Poison Ivy bends Batman over and spreads his bat cheeks, making sure his hole is lubed up and ready for her to him. She slides the tip past his asshole and tickles his sensitive insides. He moans with a sexy combination of ecstasy and the frustration of a superhero who knows he is about to let down an entire City. His growls are deep and sincere. She thrusts her cock deep inside of him, until her beautiful hips, waist, and thighs are pressed up against his body. He is completely impaled.

As she thrusts and fucks him, he becomes obsessive about taking her cock in his ass. He goes blind with arousal and begs her to fuck him deeper and harder. He is delirious with dick.

The semi-consensual fucking continues relentlessly until he is drooling with desire. He gruffly begs her to him more, going so far as to reach back and try to pull her dick deeper inside of him. As she watches the clock tick down, she taunts him for his impossible predicament and explains between evil laughs how she and the Super Villains are going to easily take over The City once he's dick-whipped and delirious with anal orgasms!

What are you going to do, bat boy? Run away? Resist this intense and irresistible ass-fucking from the most erotic, gorgeous, seductively vicious vixen in the bad bunch? Ha! Spread your legs, Batman, and surrender your anus to Me , Poison Ivy, knowing that the more you get fucked, the closer you get to fucking over the entire City!

The saga continues...

As the clock ticks down, and The City comes closer to total annihilation, Batman is lost in the mental throes of seduction and frustration. The harder he gets, the deeper under her spell he falls. Poison Ivy wants to make sure he's completely mesmerized, and she wants to toy with him a little bit before she and the Joker finally complete their destruction mission. This Bat boy has been foiling her plans for years, humiliating her with each defeat.

It's time to humiliate the Bat bitch like never before.

Ivy throws Batman over her knee and lifts up his stupid cape to reveal his tight little booty in those suit pants. He looks kind of hot, halfway between his transition from Bruce Wayne to the Caped Crusader. He looks even cuter with those pants pulled down around his ankles.

Are you kidding me? This weirdo wears Batman underpants. Conceited much?

Ivy raises her hand as he wiggles on her knees. She brings her open hand down onto his butt: WHACK! SMACK! POP!

Each spanking delivers a combination of humiliation and arousal, and while the corporal punishment makes him feel completely degraded, it also sends tingles up and down his body, engorging his cock and increasing his hardness with each SPANK!

Her hands on his ass, grabbing, pinching, squeezing, spanking.......he can't help but squirm and air-hump this evil supervillainess, even as she brags about how she's going to blow up The Fucking City and he's going to be left with his dick in his hand and his tail between his legs. What will the Commissioner say about your catastrophic erection?

Watch over-the-knee spanking from a diabolical expert in the art of ass-whooping, and keep in mind that Poison Ivy is preparing this ass to the thoroughly and defiled. She teases him underneath his tighty-undies, tickling his Bat-hole and verbally priming him for what she's going to do to him next.

Poison Ivy's botanical potion is making sure he stays docile and erotically bound to her every whim. He's in a catch-22: He cannot physically resist the raging boner she's given him, but the harder he gets, the deeper under her trance and spell he falls. Will The City fall, all because Batman was busy having his dick touched and teased while The Villainess spanks his ass?

Featuring Alrik Angel

The saga continues...

As the clock ticks down, and The City comes closer to total annihilation, Batman is lost in the mental throes of seduction and frustration. The harder he gets, the deeper under her spell he falls. Poison Ivy wants to make sure he's completely mesmerized, and she wants to toy with him a little bit before she and the Joker finally complete their destruction mission. This Bat boy has been foiling her plans for years, humiliating her with each defeat.

It's time to humiliate the Bat bitch like never before.

Ivy throws Batman over her knee and lifts up his stupid cape to reveal his tight little booty in those suit pants. He looks kind of hot, halfway between his transition from Bruce Wayne to the Caped Crusader. He looks even cuter with those pants pulled down around his ankles.

Are you kidding me? This weirdo wears Batman underpants. Conceited much?

Ivy raises her hand as he wiggles on her knees. She brings her open hand down onto his butt: WHACK! SMACK! POP!

Each spanking delivers a combination of humiliation and arousal, and while the corporal punishment makes him feel completely degraded, it also sends tingles up and down his body, engorging his cock and increasing his hardness with each SPANK!

Her hands on his ass, grabbing, pinching, squeezing, spanking.......he can't help but squirm and air-hump this evil supervillainess, even as she brags about how she's going to blow up The Fucking City and he's going to be left with his dick in his hand and his tail between his legs. What will the Commissioner say about your catastrophic erection?

Watch over-the-knee spanking from a diabolical expert in the art of ass-whooping, and keep in mind that Poison Ivy is preparing this ass to the thoroughly and defiled. She teases him underneath his tighty-undies, tickling his Bat-hole and verbally priming him for what she's going to do to him next.

Poison Ivy's botanical potion is making sure he stays docile and erotically bound to her every whim. He's in a catch-22: He cannot physically resist the raging boner she's given him, but the harder he gets, the deeper under her trance and spell he falls. Will The City fall, all because Batman was busy having his dick touched and teased while The Villainess spanks his ass?

Featuring Alrik Angel

The saga continues...

As the clock ticks down, and The City comes closer to total annihilation, Batman is lost in the mental throes of seduction and frustration. The harder he gets, the deeper under her spell he falls. Poison Ivy wants to make sure he's completely mesmerized, and she wants to toy with him a little bit before she and the Joker finally complete their destruction mission. This Bat boy has been foiling her plans for years, humiliating her with each defeat.

It's time to humiliate the Bat bitch like never before.

Ivy throws Batman over her knee and lifts up his stupid cape to reveal his tight little booty in those suit pants. He looks kind of hot, halfway between his transition from Bruce Wayne to the Caped Crusader. He looks even cuter with those pants pulled down around his ankles.

Are you kidding me? This weirdo wears Batman underpants. Conceited much?

Ivy raises her hand as he wiggles on her knees. She brings her open hand down onto his butt: WHACK! SMACK! POP!

Each spanking delivers a combination of humiliation and arousal, and while the corporal punishment makes him feel completely degraded, it also sends tingles up and down his body, engorging his cock and increasing his hardness with each SPANK!

Her hands on his ass, grabbing, pinching, squeezing, spanking.......he can't help but squirm and air-hump this evil supervillainess, even as she brags about how she's going to blow up The Fucking City and he's going to be left with his dick in his hand and his tail between his legs. What will the Commissioner say about your catastrophic erection?

Watch over-the-knee spanking from a diabolical expert in the art of ass-whooping, and keep in mind that Poison Ivy is preparing this ass to the thoroughly and defiled. She teases him underneath his tighty-undies, tickling his Bat-hole and verbally priming him for what she's going to do to him next.

Poison Ivy's botanical potion is making sure he stays docile and erotically bound to her every whim. He's in a catch-22: He cannot physically resist the raging boner she's given him, but the harder he gets, the deeper under her trance and spell he falls. Will The City fall, all because Batman was busy having his dick touched and teased while The Villainess spanks his ass?

Featuring Alrik Angel

The saga continues...

As the clock ticks down, and The City comes closer to total annihilation, Batman is lost in the mental throes of seduction and frustration. The harder he gets, the deeper under her spell he falls. Poison Ivy wants to make sure he's completely mesmerized, and she wants to toy with him a little bit before she and the Joker finally complete their destruction mission. This Bat boy has been foiling her plans for years, humiliating her with each defeat.

It's time to humiliate the Bat bitch like never before.

Ivy throws Batman over her knee and lifts up his stupid cape to reveal his tight little booty in those suit pants. He looks kind of hot, halfway between his transition from Bruce Wayne to the Caped Crusader. He looks even cuter with those pants pulled down around his ankles.

Are you kidding me? This weirdo wears Batman underpants. Conceited much?

Ivy raises her hand as he wiggles on her knees. She brings her open hand down onto his butt: WHACK! SMACK! POP!

Each spanking delivers a combination of humiliation and arousal, and while the corporal punishment makes him feel completely degraded, it also sends tingles up and down his body, engorging his cock and increasing his hardness with each SPANK!

Her hands on his ass, grabbing, pinching, squeezing, spanking.......he can't help but squirm and air-hump this evil supervillainess, even as she brags about how she's going to blow up The Fucking City and he's going to be left with his dick in his hand and his tail between his legs. What will the Commissioner say about your catastrophic erection?

Watch over-the-knee spanking from a diabolical expert in the art of ass-whooping, and keep in mind that Poison Ivy is preparing this ass to the thoroughly and defiled. She teases him underneath his tighty-undies, tickling his Bat-hole and verbally priming him for what she's going to do to him next.

Poison Ivy's botanical potion is making sure he stays docile and erotically bound to her every whim. He's in a catch-22: He cannot physically resist the raging boner she's given him, but the harder he gets, the deeper under her trance and spell he falls. Will The City fall, all because Batman was busy having his dick touched and teased while The Villainess spanks his ass?

Featuring Alrik Angel

The saga continues...

As the clock ticks down, and The City comes closer to total annihilation, Batman is lost in the mental throes of seduction and frustration. The harder he gets, the deeper under her spell he falls. Poison Ivy wants to make sure he's completely mesmerized, and she wants to toy with him a little bit before she and the Joker finally complete their destruction mission. This Bat boy has been foiling her plans for years, humiliating her with each defeat.

It's time to humiliate the Bat bitch like never before.

Ivy throws Batman over her knee and lifts up his stupid cape to reveal his tight little booty in those suit pants. He looks kind of hot, halfway between his transition from Bruce Wayne to the Caped Crusader. He looks even cuter with those pants pulled down around his ankles.

Are you kidding me? This weirdo wears Batman underpants. Conceited much?

Ivy raises her hand as he wiggles on her knees. She brings her open hand down onto his butt: WHACK! SMACK! POP!

Each spanking delivers a combination of humiliation and arousal, and while the corporal punishment makes him feel completely degraded, it also sends tingles up and down his body, engorging his cock and increasing his hardness with each SPANK!

Her hands on his ass, grabbing, pinching, squeezing, spanking.......he can't help but squirm and air-hump this evil supervillainess, even as she brags about how she's going to blow up The Fucking City and he's going to be left with his dick in his hand and his tail between his legs. What will the Commissioner say about your catastrophic erection?

Watch over-the-knee spanking from a diabolical expert in the art of ass-whooping, and keep in mind that Poison Ivy is preparing this ass to the thoroughly and defiled. She teases him underneath his tighty-undies, tickling his Bat-hole and verbally priming him for what she's going to do to him next.

Poison Ivy's botanical potion is making sure he stays docile and erotically bound to her every whim. He's in a catch-22: He cannot physically resist the raging boner she's given him, but the harder he gets, the deeper under her trance and spell he falls. Will The City fall, all because Batman was busy having his dick touched and teased while The Villainess spanks his ass?

Featuring Alrik Angel