Chapter 6 - In the Office


 The date could not come fast enough.

 Ever since the two numbskulls introduced Raven to Wonder Woman of the potential of joining them in playing with her, it was all she could think about. Look at those big fucking tits, Raven would think jealously, thumbing through different image search results of the Amazon - and boy, were there plenty. The whole world always seemed to zoom in on her chest and it wasn’t exactly a mystery why. They’re glorious. Look at those humongous cowtits in motion. She has no shame!

 Raven thought of how humiliating it must’ve been to always have people stare at your chest like that, looking at you as nothing more than an object. But she also thought of how humiliating it was for her that her own breasts were barely noticeable by comparison. Raven always thought her chest would develop at some point and get as big as her ego but now she was way past that. 

 Nobody really knew how insecure she was about them being on the smaller side. How much she hated seeing other girls showing off their cleavage. She hadn’t even been attracted to girls to begin with, but thinking about the dumb cows that must’ve thought they were so superior to her despite looking like nothing more than breeding animals turned her on. 

 Raven still wanted to punish herself for being nowhere near their level which was why she pierced her nipples with the same sort of rings she imagined on those idiots and always pulled on them whenever she got close enough to come, imagining what it would be like to be one of them as they got what they deserved. 

 It was fucked up and she knew that it was. Healthy people did not have such thoughts.

 Raven even tried to think back on vanilla stuff for a while, to imagine herself just having sex with a hot guy, and it just so happened that Robin and Beast Boy undermined all of that by bringing her face to face with Wonder Woman’s degeneracy. 

 Now, she needed a taste of that too. And the boys promised today was the day. 

 Raven touched herself until she fell asleep, dropping her phone with the zoomed-in picture of Wonder Woman’s tits as she passed out.

 The next morning the three of them got dressed up and headed out. Raven thought they would be going back to Wonder Woman’s apartment, but Robin and Beast Boy brought her to the Department of Metahuman Affairs instead. For a moment, she feared they wanted to report her. “What are we doing here?”



 Deep inside the building, Diana tried to focus on her work, though she could not help but flip back to the video she shot with Aurora. She had already confessed to the guys what she did and she knew her punishment would be coming up later in the week. But since I’ll be punished anyway, why not enjoy myself a little? 

 Whenever she wasn’t out as Wonder Woman, Diana liked to come in and work for Metahuman Affairs under the name of Katie Zaar. It wasn’t important work, but it was nice to be able to interact with humans on a daily basis who had no idea who she was. Out there she wore her suit and flew around doing superhuman feats. Here, she wore a professional pinstripe suit, kept her hair in a tight ponytail, and wore thick-rimmed glasses. It was enough for most of the people on her floor not to question anything. 

 As the video played in the corner of the screen, Diana touched her pussy lightly on and off, teasing herself. She considered taking a break to satisfy herself properly; but just as she made the video fullscreen, there came a knock on the door. It opened and the young secretary popped her head in with a smile. “Ms. Zaar? Three of the Titans are here to see you. They said they have an appointment but I don’t see any. Did you forget to mention it?”

 This was certainly unexpected. They’re here? Now? Diana knew it was a bad idea to tell them where her secret identity worked but she couldn't exactly keep any information hidden from them.

 Smiling, she nodded. “Send them in.” 

 Trembling in anticipation of what they might do, Diana minimized the video and got up, adjusting her suit. It was at the same time as they walked in that she thought back on what the secretary said. Did she say three of them? 

 Robin and Beast Boy came in, with a third figure following in their wake. Diana saw the leotard and blue cape and wondered if she had seen her before. Does she even know who I am? 

 Trying to keep up appearances, Diana shook all their hands, focusing on the girl. “Hi, I’m Katie. What can I help you with today?” 

 Beast Boy sniggered. “Katie.”

 Robin pursed his lips. “She knows who you are.”

 Feeling embarrassed, Diana straightened and blushed. “All right then.”

“This is Raven. She’s one of our friends.”

 You just bring your friends like this? Diana wanted to ask. “Nice to meet you…”

 Raven eyed her suit and the curves that showed through it. “Nice outfit.”

“Th-Thanks…” 

 Robin did not look that pleased. “Not very tight, is it?” He pinched the pants and rubbed the fabric between his fingers. “These pants are so long, too. They won’t do at all.” 

“Excuse them,” said Raven derisively. “They’re idiots with zero taste.”

“Shut up!” Beast Boy cried out, looking offended. “I have taste!” 

 Diana was confused by the relationship between the three. “So you’re… all friends?”

“Raven is with us,” said Robin. “She knows everything and she was interested in getting a taste of the action.” 

“That’s not something we discussed,” said Diana in a low, threatening tone.

“I saw you,” said Raven. “I was outside your apartment.”

 Beast Boy laughed stupidly and gave Diana a spank as he headed over to her computer. “It’s your fault.” He sat down and grabbed the mouse, clicking around as his brow scrunched together thoughtfully.

 Robin held Diana’s eyes. “You’ll follow Raven’s order. At least unless we say otherwise. She’ll be your boss but she’s still our bitch.”

“Like hell I am,” spat Raven. Diana could hear the frustration in her voice, but the girl wasn’t doing much to prove otherwise. They must have something to hold over her head too. 

 Over at the computer, Beast Boy kicked the desk with excitement. “Here it is!” 

 All of them got together in front of the screen to watch as the video with Aurora played. Raven crossed her arms. “She looks just like you.” 

“This is so good,” said Beast Boy. “We should get her too!”

“No!” Diana shouted. “She’s got nothing to do with this.” 

 Displeased by her sudden show of authority, Robin grabbed her by the ponytail and slammed her face down into the desk. “Did you forget who is in charge here? Huh?” 

 In response, Diana could already feel herself getting wet. I’ve been waiting for this. “No, sir.”

“Because if we want, you’ll get that girl for us and you’ll fuck her with a dildo until she breaks. You understand?”

“Yes, sir…” 

 Robin gave her ass a couple of smacks and glanced over to the video. Though he talked her down, Diana could tell that he was mesmerized by the footage. I actually deserve a reward for this. But punishment will be the reward. 

 His fingers rubbed at her pussy. “Do you know how many rules you’ve broken?”

“Several, probably…” 

“Sex without permission, just for starters.” As the video went on, he added, “Orgasm as well.”

 Beast Boy rubbed his hands with excitement. “You deserve a lot of punishment for this.”

“Let’s start with this awful suit,” said Robin. He gave her ass another loud smack and let her go. “Take those pants off.” 

 Holding her head down submissively, Diana straightened and then took them off, standing before them in her moist lace panties. “What now, sir?” 

 It blew Raven’s mind that they were getting one of the world’s strongest women - strongest people, period - to act in such a stupid way. She’s literally just their slut. As if her body wasn’t amazing enough even under the suit, Raven now admired the unblemished white skin of her legs and the thickness of her thighs. Her legs were long and muscular, but despite that they still had a thigh gap. This bitch has a perfect body. Seriously. 

 Raven was never that insecure about other parts of herself - actually, she took some pride in her butt - but being put face to face with the Amazon up-close was making her doubt herself entirely. Maybe I should wear a full suit from now on. 

 Robin glanced around the room. “What’s that?” he asked, jerking his head to a grey device in the corner. 

“That’s the shredder, sir.”

“Thought so. Put those pants through.”

 Diana’s beautiful blue eyes came up. “Really? They’re from a collecti-” 

“I said put them through,” he repeated stoically without raising his voice. He reached into his pocket and pulled out what looked like a napkin, but spread out to produce one of the tiniest miniskirts. “Don’t worry, we’ve got you covered.”

 Raven couldn't see much point in ruining perfectly good clothes beyond humiliating her. But as Wonder Woman turned and walked over to the shredder in her heels, her ass jiggling provocatively, she realized how hot it really was. She doesn’t want to do this. But she’s going to anyway. Were there really any limits to what they could ask of her? 

“From now on,” Robin went on, “I only want to see you wearing pencil skirts around this place. Are we understood? I’ve seen some women out there with knee-length ones, you can’t let them outdo you.” 

 Diana laid out the pants to have them shredded and finalized the command with a trembling finger. “No, sir…” 

 Raven heard the machine chime and then listened to it whirring as the pair of elegant pants went in one way and came out the other end as nothing more than strips of fabric. Diana watched them fall into the wastebasket with deep sorrow.

“Robin,” Raven whispered. “You said I can have control, right?”

 He gave her a look. “Are you ready?”

“Duh. Why else did I come here?”

 Beast Boy wasn’t listening at all. He kept watching the video, stroking himself into a frenzy, and now approached Diana with a dripping cock. “I’m going to stretch you out so bad, Wonder Woman!” 

“Hold!” Robin ordered. “Not yet. You have to be patient. We promised Raven a taste first.”

“Man, come on! She can take her after. I mean what is she even going to do? She doesn’t even have a dick or anything…”

 Robin frowned. He put an arm around Beast Boy’s shoulder and walked him into the opposite corner as Raven and Diana exchanged a glance. “Come on, bud,” he was saying. “We talked about this. Self-control is key.”

“But I’m so horny!” Beast Boy responded, equally frustrated. He tried to keep his voice down but their words were easy to hear. “It’s been days and you said not to do anything until we got to her…”

“I know, pal, I know. Because I want you to give her your all. But Raven’s going to warm her up for you, that’s all. You waited this long, you can do another ten minutes, right? Do it for me.” 

 Beast Boy sighed deeply. “Okay…” 

“Perfect.” Robin patted him on the back. “I’m proud of you.” Then he turned and said, “Raven, she’s all yours.” 

 Those sweet words couldn't have come at a better time - another second and Raven might’ve given up on waiting and seized Wonder Woman herself. 

 She advanced towards her warily, still fearing deep down that this was all some elaborate prank. She started by touching the Amazon’s muscular thighs, then moved her hands up until her palms pressed against the undersides of her breasts. God, they’re huge. 

 Diana watched her judgingly. “Enjoying yourself, sir? Or should I say mistress?” 

 Is she trying to scare me? “Mistress Raven will do.” 

“Mistress Raven,” repeated Beast Boy with disbelief, cackling by himself. Raven shot him a glare and then ignored him. 

 The Amazon’s boobage was so heavy that she needed to apply actual strength to her hands to lift it all the way. Her small fingers undid the buttons of the blazer and opened, then struggled to undo tiny ivory buttons of her blouse. 

“Take it all off,” said Raven.

 Wonder Woman complied with a secretive smile. “At least you don’t insist on ruining all my clothes. I’m starting to like this new mistress. Maybe you boys can just go home?”

 Robin snorted. “You don’t know her like we do. Trust me.” 

 Diana glanced at Raven playfully. “Is that right, mistress? Do I not know you?” 

 Raven gulped, unsure of what to say. Her fingertips traced the lace of the dark bra. “Just shut up and let me play with your tits, will you?” 

“I guess you don’t have any of yours to play with?”

 The comment was so rude, so unnecessary, and so surprising that Raven almost drew her hands away in shock. Realizing that this was a moment to show strength, she plunged her fingers into the Amazon’s cowtits instead, gripping them savagely. “What did you say?!” she snapped.

“I told you,” said Robin passively. “She talks back. You’re going to have to discipline her. Where’s your lasso?”

 Diana bit her lip. “Desk drawer.” 

 Robin retrieved it and tossed it over to Raven. “Here. Put this Amazonian savage in her place.” 

 Raven grabbed it eagerly and wrapped it around Diana’s neck. She insulted me! And in front of them? The nerve! She tightened it and then pulled until she could hear Diana groan with discomfort. “What, you don’t like my tits? I’ll make you like them.” 

“No…” croaked Diana. “I do like them. They’re cute.” 

 Cute? Feeling even more frustrated with that remark, Raven grabbed one of Diana’s nipples and twisted it hard. Though she was infinitely stronger, she was still a woman, and still sensitive, and Raven could see the pain on her face as she applied that much power to her fingers. “Don’t you ever talk about my boobs like that,” said Raven, her voice trembling a little. “My boo-boobs are great. Not like yours. Look at these udders.” She slapped one of the big tits loudly with her palm till the whole surface reddened. “That’s what you are! A fat cow with fat udders.” 

 Diana nodded in agreement breathlessly. “Yes, mistress…” 

 To hear Wonder Woman agree to that was amazing. This really isn’t a prank, Raven realized with amazement. Here was one of the world’s most beautiful and amazing women, arguably the greatest that ever existed, ready and willing to submit to her every whim, accepting any humiliation.

“S-Say it!..” blurted Raven. “Tell me you’re a cow. Moo for me!” 

“I’m a cow…” said Diana sweetly. “Moo, mistress. Moo!” 

 Beast Boy watched the scene with a puzzled look. “I don’t get it. Is this hot?” he asked Robin.

“Shut up!” Raven yelled. “You’ll get your turn soon enough, peepsqueak.” 

 Horny out of her mind, Raven pinched both of the Amazon’s nipples hard enough that she folded over and yelped. This is Wonder Woman… she reminded herself, feeling a crazed rush of power. This is Wonder Woman and she’s my fucking slave.

 The fact that Wonder Woman could’ve put an end to this at any point and obliterated all three of them at once was proof that she truly enjoyed this. No matter what blackmail the group had on her, a godlike figure this powerful would’ve never submitted unless she wanted to.

“You like this, don’t you?” Raven took her hands away from her nipples and noticed how hard they were, twitching. She flicked one lightly with her tongue and heard Diana’s sharp intake of breath. Tugging on the lasso-leash, she asked again, “You like this, don’t you, you slut?”

“Yes, mistress…” admitted Diana.

“You like being humiliated by people that are weaker than you.”

 Wonder Woman bit her lip naughtily. “Yes…” 

 Raven slapped her tits again. “That’s so pathetic. You’re an ancient cumdumpster. I can’t think of anything more humiliating than a person of your power becoming submissive like this. You don’t even deserve to be called human. You are just a cow, aren’t you?”

 Diana smirked. “Moo~”

“You see?” Raven told the boys. “You don’t even deserve to get fucked by humans. In fact, I have a very different idea. On your knees, bitch!” 

 She pulled hard on the lasso and brought Diana to her knees. The tightness around the neck was actually worrying Diana. The guys liked to play around with choking, too, but the way this girl was doing it was way more serious than how they did it. She’s a real dominatrix, isn’t she? Though there was more than that underneath. Diana could see the way Raven gazed at her body and sensed jealousy. She wouldn’t be the first woman to choose rivalry instead of friendship out of pure envy and spite. I have that effect on some, I guess...

 Raven whispered with the other two and confided in private: “Dumbass, do you remember when we watched that animal documentary with the wild pigs?”

 Beast Boy looked towards Robin, awaiting an answer, but then realized both of them were looking at him. Yes, Raven thought, you’re the dumbass. “Well? Do you?”

 He gulped but grinned with excitement. “Yeah.”

 Robin remembered it too and frowned. “You can’t be serious. Ra-”

“Listen!” she shot back. “You said I get my turn today, right? I’m in charge. And Beast Boy likes my plan. It’s a democratic vote. We outnumber you.”

 Robin pursed his lips and sighed. “Just be careful. Don’t forget who you’re dealing with.” She could still kill all of us if that’s what she wanted, he thought. 

 Raven looked at Wonder Woman lying there on all fours and instinctively touched her pussy. She put her foot down on the Amazon’s head, choking her with the lasso, instructing her to raise her ass high. 

 Beast Boy moved away to get as much space as possible, then went through with the transformation. The wild hogs Raven referenced were big, but the one Beast Boy went for was huge, a monstrosity that barely fit the enclosed space. Fat and disgusting, with a huge gut dangling beneath the strong body and a coiled dick dripping with excitement.

 Raven made Wonder Woman look at it. “Is that what you want to get fucked by?” She choked her. “Answer me!” 

“Yes!” came the croaked response. “Yes, I want it.” 

“You don’t need any transformation because you’re already a dumb fuckpig, aren’t you? Just a sow in heat. Wiggle that rump and get that strong bull to come over. You want to breed, don’t you?”

 This one is nuts, thought Diana, but she couldn't help but smile at the surprise that this day was turning out to be. 

“Oink for him! Go on! Wiggle and oink, you stupid pigfucker!” 

 Diana felt the kick in her ass suppressed a desire to lash out. Don’t push your luck, little girl. Still, she wiggled her ass as told and oinked appropriately.

 Beast Boy approached in his hog form and mounted her, grunting horrifically as he slid his massive gut over her back. Raven helped direct the throbbing pigdick into Wonder Woman’s pussy and stood back to watch as the first thrust took her. 

 Fuck, thought Raven, reaching down to finger herself. Beast Boy is really going for it. If not for the fact that he was so stupid to count as mentally challenged, then he would be the ideal boyfriend with his shapeshifting. As it stood, though, he was almost as dumb as the animals he could turn into, which is why watching him take her so damn hot. 

“Ahhh~” Diana moaned, feeling the coiled dick spreading inside of her. “That’s good, honey… Keep giving it to me~”

 Fingering herself with one hand, Raven pulled on the lasso with the other till it was taut and watched Wonder Woman’s eyes roll. “He’s not your honey. He’s your master, Pigfucker. Don’t let me catch you saying that again.” 

 The moment the lasso was released, Diana breathlessly said: “Yes, master… Keep going~”

 Raven passed the lasso to Robin and took out her phone. “What are you doing?” he asked warily.

“Just making a video.” 

 Entranced with what she was watching, she padded over to Wonder Woman and crouched down in front of her, filming into Beast Boy’s grunting mouth before she panned back down to her pained face. “Big, isn’t it?”

“Yes!” 

 Raven lifted her face up by the chin and made her look into the camera. For a moment, her face was so innocent that it felt like she was just a normal human. Just a woman like any other. “I want you to eat me out, Pigfucker. Got it?”

“Yes, Mistress Raven,” responded Wonder Woman instantly. 

 No force was needed. Raven took away her hands and Wonder Woman immediately went for her crotch, licking and nipping her thighs at first, then getting her tongue past the strip of fabric over her pussy until she was deep inside and eating her out. 

 Not used to anything like it, Raven trembled so hard that she dropped the phone. “Fuck!~” she groaned weakly, her eyes rolling back. She needed to hold onto Wonder Woman’s hair just to keep from toppling over, and it was obvious from the way the tongue moved inside of her that she knew what she was doing. This was what thousands of years of experience felt like.

 Robin came over and grabbed the phone, shaking his head with disappointment. “You guys are a disaster.” 

 Diana liked the way Raven reacted. Despite the act, it was clear as day that the girl was inexperienced and probably never did anything like this. This is her first time getting eaten out properly. The right thing to do would’ve been to slow down and give her a chance to come back to her senses; instead, Diana used her tongue viciously to prod at every sensitive spot inside of her, attacking the sweet little pussy with powerful strokes that would’ve been daunting even for the most experienced of women.

“Fuuuck~” Raven yelled, trying to get away. “Fuck, I... Ro-Ro-Robin,” she stammered. “I… She’s…” Her body simultaneously demanded both to move away and to remain there taking the greatest pleasure of her life. But she herself could realize how stupid she must have been looking. This was about humiliating Wonder Woman, but she was coming out of it the worst. “Stop!… F-F-Fi-Filming!… Ro-Robin~…” 

 There came a knock on the door. “Everything alright in there, Ms. Zaar?” asked the secretary. 

 Robin brought his dick to Raven’s open mouth and slid it in, stuffing her until she went quiet, the sloppy drool cascading from her stretched lips. “We’re fine!” he said. “We’re having Ms. Zaar review some footage, so please don’t come in. Is there a problem?”

 The secretary did not seem to believe that in full, but went quiet. “Uhm, no… No problem… Although I wanted to mention the meeting is starting soon. In fifteen minutes.”

 Diana took a break from Raven’s pussy to say: “I’ll be there, Claire! Thanks a bunch.” She went back to slurping on Raven’s juices a moment after. 

 Raven looked up at Robin as he fucked her face and she could see the confidence in his eyes. At this point there was no more need for his dick so he could’ve pulled out, but he chose instead to keep going. “You’re really tight,” he said lovingly, stroking her face. “I always liked that.”  

 Blushing, Raven closed her eyes, melting away, unable to deal with it all at once: the hog fuck, the experienced tongue, the big cock, and the loving words. I’m not built for this! 

 Robin paused the film and showed it to Diana even as she went on getting fucked. “Like what you see? That’s you getting fucked by a hog. Pretty cringy, isn’t it?” He added several emails to the senders list, among which were those of Batman and Superman. “It would be pretty embarrassing for you if this got out, wouldn’t it?”

 For a moment, he could see the fear and hesitation in her eyes. He placed the phone down and grabbed her hand, bringing her finger to hover just millimeters away from pressing sending. “You can take her harder now,” he ordered Beast Boy. “Give this slut everything you’ve got.” 

 Beast Boy had been going at it vigorously anyway, but when the order came he began to pulverize her from behind with such unrelenting force that Diana could not even focus on her tongue anymore and pulled out of Raven, struggling to suppress the intense coos that emerged from her mouth. 

 She looked up at Robin pleading, her blue eyes teary, on the verge of coming. The finger was still over the SEND, dancing uncontrollably from the shockwaves brought upon by Beast Boy’s amazing pigdick plunging in and out of her, hitting spots she wasn’t used to having abused all at once or even at all…

“Fuck,” whispered Diana weakly, almost begging. “Fuck~”

 Without the tongue eating her out, Raven came back to her senses a bit. She realized Robin was deepthroating her and knew the right thing to do was to pull out, call him a dumb or something, and pretended to be offended. But I don’t want to… The way it throbbed and stretched her throat was just perfect, and all she could do was think about that thick hot seed pouring straight down into her stomach.  

 The guys each focused their remaining strength on their partner, Beast Boy dominating Diana until she was a writhing mess lying in her own pool of juices, a slutty look over her hot and sweaty face as she got closer to coming with every thrust. 

 Raven slurped on Robin’s thick cock, using her tongue to massage the veiny shaft as it slid back and forth through her welcoming throat. How does an idiot like this get a cock this great? She was basically a genius and couldn't even get a big pair of boobs, but this dimwit was born with such a glorious dick. At least he’s letting me use it. Does he think I hate this? Joke’s on him. I’m team big dick all the way. 

 Diana made no attempt to hold it in as the orgasm took her over. She opened her mouth and moaned deeply, too out of it to even remember where she was and who was fucking her. All that mattered was the brutal cock pounding her. So good… God, that’s good!~ A mind-killing heat moved up from her lower half and she was certain the person fucking her came inside. His amazing seed, wow!~ Trembling wildly, she tightened her thighs to milk out every drop, and gritted her teeth to stop herself from screaming in wild pleasure.

 Robin knew that the whole floor must have heard the sounds coming out of Diana’s mouth, but at this point it would be up to her to come up with an excuse. He looked into Raven’s eyes as he came close, his hands placed over her head. Though there shouldn’t have been any romance in it, he could feel something strange stirring in his heart as her lips came down to his balls. I don’t even like Raven, he told himself. He forced her all the way down until he didn’t have to look at her anymore and then came, releasing his full load down her throat. 

 Raven attempted to push it back up when she realized he was blowing it all, annoyed that it was bypassing her tastebuds to head directly into her stomach. How am I supposed to taste it?! As she moved it back up it overwhelmed her mouth and shot out of her nose. It was too much, but Robin quickly forced it back down till he was done coming. Then he pulled out slowly, leaving her coughing and swallowing the hot semen that was in her mouth. Raven licked her lips. Fuck, that tastes good.

 Beast Boy got up from Diana and turned back, jumping with excitement. “Wow, did you see that?! Man, I’m good. That was good, right?!” 

 Diana turned on her back and looked at the green figure in front of her, her mind flooded back with the present. “It was great, sir,” she conceded. “I think I need to go. I need to get cleaned up…” 

 Beast Boy saw Raven and how confused she was and dragged her between Diana’s legs, then pushed her face right in. “Go on! She helped you out, now you gotta clean her up.” It was supposed to be a prank that made Raven explode with anger. Instead, he watched her ass wiggle hypnotically as she slurped up all of his seed from Diana’s pussy.

“Uhm, okay,” he thought, surprised. He went to Robin, who was investigating the phone. “She didn’t actually send anything, did she? Because, uh, I think we would be killed if anyone saw this.”

“Don’t worry. She hasn’t.” 

 Beast Boy glanced at Diana’s slutty face and winked. “Thank you, sir,” she said again, and blew him a kiss. 

“Man,” he told Robin. “She’s so hot, isn’t she?”

“She sure is…” The words were said absentmindedly and as he focused on Robin’s distracted face, Beast Boy saw his gaze looking over towards Raven instead of Diana. Oh no…

 Once Raven finished cleaning her up, Diana rose and rushed over to her desk. In less than a minute, she fixed up her hair and put on the new teeny tiny skirt that barely hid her dripping pussy, though no amount of adjustment could’ve hid the afterglow of her sex. She took a moment to look at herself in the mirror, doing her best to clean up the tiny glazes of cum she could spot. “I need to go,” she declared, rushing out in a hurry. 

“Hey!” Beast Boy yelled. “She didn’t ask for permission.”

“It’s okay,” said Robin. “We’ll punish her next time.” 

 Raven was still lying on the ground, licking her lips, a hand over her tummy. “Your cum is good,” she whispered.

“What’s that?” asked Beast Boy.

“Your cum… tastes good…” After a brief pause she added, “Dumbass.” 

“Come on,” said Robin, trying not to look at her. “We should get going.” 

 Raven rubbed her face and yawned, then stood up slowly. Though the other two were ready to head out, she crashed into Diana’s chair instead. “Raven!” Robin snapped. “What are you doing?”

 She looked through Wonder Woman’s contact list. “What did you say that girl’s name was? The look-alike?”

“Why?”

“Aurora,” said Beast Boy. Robin gave him a long look. He scratched his head innocently. “What? I have a good memory.”
 Raven’s eyes narrowed. “Aurora, huh? Yeah, I found her…” 
