Chapter 1 - In the Batcave

 All the years in Gotham hadn’t made life any easier for Selina. 

 Man after man failed to bring her pleasure, always whining about her “loose cunt” - as if that had anything to do with the fact that they were far too small to satisfy her.

 When she met Bruce, she hoped that her miserable sex life would improve dramatically and that she would take off his suit to find a huge throbbing cock worthy of the infamous Batman.

 Instead, she discovered that Gotham’s Dark Knight was one of the worst losers she had been with, with a micropenis that barely reached three inches at its full extent and dropped below two inches when he was soft. Even his poor balls knew how shameful it was to be attached to that pitiful worm so they sought to retract - his very body showing that it wished for castration. 

 Selina could still remember the night Bruce thought back to as their “best time ever,” on the rare occasion they went on a trip together to Europe that lasted a whole week. They had dined in Rome at the finest restaurants. Then Bruce brought her back to their luxurious five star hotel and sat at the edge of the bed, hinting at what he wanted to happen. 

 Given the good food and her own lack of interest in any conflict, Selina went ahead and dressed up for him in lingerie, then came back and teased him. She secretly hoped he might’ve come to his senses and brought along a strapon to satisfy her with… or maybe even another man.

 Instead she wasted all her teasing for nothing, because Bruce did what he always did - which was get on top of her and struggle for the better part of twenty minutes to keep the clitty inside of her pussy till he finally gave up and came rubbing it against her lips. 

“The great Batman…” said Selina bleakly. 

 Though he couldn’t do a thing, he had enough stamina and a big enough delusional ego that he kept wanting to try to make her come. “How turned on are you right now?” Bruce asked, sliding the tiny shaft into her again.

“Not at all,” said Selina unhappily, head resting calmly over her folded arms. “Are you sure it’s in?” 

 Of course it was, they both knew that. She could hear his labored breaths as he struggled to shift positions and push it in as deep as it would go. But positions weren’t the problem… the dick was.

 Bruce searched for her eyes and grinned as he thrust. “Surely you can feel that.”

 Selina remained icy. “Nope.”

“You’re just yanking my chain!” 

“It’s fine,” she said with a tired sigh. “Just finish up and then we can sleep. We’re going to fly out early tomorrow anyway.”

 Bruce swallowed the lump in his throat, looking down at her body in confusion. “Come on…” he whispered pitifully. “Are you sure?” he asked again.

 His questions were getting so tiresome that she just wanted to get some rest. “Ahh~” she moaned in the fakest way possible, “Ahh, I can feel it!” 

 He chuckled in her ear. “I knew it. I’m going to fuck you six ways to Sunday.” 

“Okay, but I am pretty sleepy,” she snapped, dropping the act, “so try to hurry up.” 

 Poor Bruce was so caught up in believing his own bullshit that he genuinely thought this was all some act. That he took the humiliation so well was pure luck. Never could have Selina imagined that the great Batman would be such a wimp. Though it made sense. Severely overcompensating. And given his money and name, uber-entitled…



 Their sex life hadn’t improved at all until Bruce took Luke Fox under his wing. Selina hadn’t thought much of the kid at first, especially given her dislike for his father. The very name Batwing made her laugh to think anyone wanted to associate that deeply with her husband. But they didn’t know what she knew.

 Selina hadn’t even considered sleeping with Luke until she was searching the Batcave for Bruce one day and, getting tired of looking around, decided to check the camfeeds. When she got to the showers she could see Luke rubbing himself down, an exquisite big black cock dangling down between his legs. Even soft it went halfway down his thighs, but what interested her more was its thickness. 

 The discovery led to her talking to the kid more and more until she got him to notice her. It wasn’t easy to get Luke to abandon the years of respect he had built up for Bruce, not even when she explained to him how pitiful he was in bed. 

 Selina took his strong black hand into hers whenever they spoke, placing it over her tight ass or her smooth thighs. Luke was unresponsive at first, but his self-control died out first, and soon he grabbed her ass and put his arms around her whenever they were alone. 

 Not so long after he was doing it even with Bruce there, much to the quiet dismay of her husband. Selina had explained to him that she needed some extra attention on the side, and that he should leave Luke alone unless he wanted to lose her permanently. “It’s the only way we can stay happy,” she insisted.

 Luke didn’t care much either way when it came to Bruce’s cock, but to see his childhood hero cucked in such a pathetic way erased any respect he might’ve had for him as a man. 

 Selina had already screwed around a bit with Luke when they were alone; but now, after months of doing it without an audience, she decided Bruce was ready to be incorporated. Plus, he begged to watch, and she couldn’t take much more of it.

 The three were alone at the Batcave. Luke wore a suit and sat in Bruce’s usual chair while Selina, wearing a tight and shiny dress, sat in his lap, holding a half-empty wine glass. Bruce stood a little distance away, dressed in one of Alfred’s old butler tux, ready to serve them however they wished. 

 Selina kissed Luke deeply as he groped her ass, then took another sip of wine. She held out her empty glass. Bruce gulped and then came over, pouring her a new one. “That’s a good boy,” she said, pleased to see him in his place. 

 Selina drank some more and held his eyes. “Would you like to see him fuck me now?”

 Luke chuckled, patting her on the leg. Bruce peered at the couple. “I would love to…” 

“Why don’t you ask him nicely?”

“Lu-” Selina clicked her tongue. Bruce realized his faux pas and put on a smile. “Mr. Fox. Would you please fuck my wife?”

“Because my pitiful white dick isn’t good for anything,” said Selina.

“Because my pitiful white dick isn’t good for anything,” Bruce repeated.

 Selina grinned with satisfaction and leaned in towards Luke. “Can you imagine, asking a nigger to fuck your wife?” 

 The raceplay between them was played out all the time and they felt comfortable with it, though hearing the n-word said aloud made Bruce wince. Luke took her by the throat and gave her a powerful slap. “Bruce, you don’t mind if I teach this white bitch some manners, do you?”

“Not at all, sir,” stammered Bruce, clearly unnerved. 

 Luke took out his cock and pulled her on top of him, lifting her dress to bring out the perfect white ass. He squeezed it as Selina brought the throbbing to her pussy and put it in. She dropped her weight on top of it and cooed lovingly as it entered her, filling out the entirety of her loose cunt.

 Luke slapped her ass red. “What, you like that? You dumb white bitch.” He finished taking off the rest of her dress, leaving her toned white body out in the open, his black fingers moving across in appreciation of every muscle and every curve. 

 It had been years since Selina let Bruce see her naked like this, and she could sense his awed gaze. She looked back at him over her shoulder with a naughty face. “How can you do this to me?” she snapped. “How can you let me get fucked by a filthy nigger cock? Do you have no shame?”

 Luke smacked her face again and yanked her violently by the hair. “Shut your mouth, you racist white bitch. You should be grateful I’m fucking your used-up cunt. Mr. Wayne, what made you fall for this whore, man? Can you imagine how many times she’s been passed around to be this loose?”

“FUCK!” cried Selina as she bounced up and down his shaft. “Fuck, your stupid nigger cock feels so fucking go-”

 Luke choked her powerfully with both her hands till she couldn’t make another sound. “Shut the fuck up, you old whore. You’re the worst fuck I ever had. I could be out there fucking some sweet black girl, and I’m here fucking you of the generosity of my heart. You should be grateful for my magnanimity. Who else would be kind enough to fuck this raggedy-ass snatch?” 

 He let her speak again, but Selina just grinded against his dick, her toes flexing in response to the powerful shocks that went through her. “Fuck, that’s good! Please fuck me, nigger daddy! I’ll do anything. My husband will do anything to make you happy. Please don’t stop…” 

“You’re boring me!” shouted Luke. “You’re loose, you’re annoying, you’re tiresome, and you’re boring the shit out of me. Now finish up already so I can go have a good time with a real woman.” 

 Selina kissed him with worship as he feigned boredom and indifference. “Please don’t go, nigger daddy. I’ll do anything. So will Bruce. He’ll clean up your cock spotless after you’re done with me, I promise. Isn’t that right, honey?”

 Bruce said nothing. When she looked over towards him she could see how pale faced he was, trembling all over. There were tears welling in his eyes but that only made her want to ride Luke that much harder. “Tell him, honey. You will, right?”

 Bruce swallowed hard. “Yes…” he whispered.

“You’ll lick his cock clean after he’s done fucking me, promise?”

 He remained quiet. 

“Bruce, do you want me to leave you right here and now?”

 The threat was enough to get him to snap out of it. “Yes, of course. I’ll do whatever you want. I’ll… I’ll lick his cock clean, yes, darling.”

“You’re so stupid. Pay attention. It’s your fault this is happening anyway. None of this should be happening. Do you have that measuring tape I asked you for?”

 Bruce rushed forwards with the tape and handed it to her. Selina got off Luke’s cock for a moment and measured the gleaming ebony shaft all the way down to the base. “Fourteen inches. Jesus fucking Christ.” Putting aside her fake surprise, she licked her lip and playfully looked at Bruce. “Now let’s see yours. Take those pants off.” 

 Swallowing his pride, Bruce slowly unbuttoned his trousers and dropped them. Selina reached out and tugged down the cotton underwear, exposing his tiny little dick. It was fully hardened, so aroused it was a few flicks away from bursting, the watery cum dripping from the petite head.

“See how tiny it is?” she said to Luke. 

 Looking up into Bruce’s eyes, she could see his pain, his hurt, the complete emasculation of the greatest of the Waynes. “I don’t say this just to be cruel, you know. It really is a micropenis by any estimation. Go on and measure it for Luke.” 

 Hands shaking, Bruce stretched the tape along his slender shaft. “A whole three inches,” said Luke with a chuckle. “Seriously…”

 Selina rose and dragged her stud to his feet. She lifted the heavy big black cock in her palm and placed it against Bruce’s, noting on the fact that its head alone was big enough to dwarf it. “Christ, that’s damning,” she said matter-of-factly. “Bruce, are you seriously not embarrassed?”

 He nodded with barely any energy. “Yes.” 

“Don’t you think Luke has a beautiful dick?” To further emphasize her point, she took the chocolate shaft and now moved it over Bruce’s tiny dick, covering it up entirely. Glancing down, Bruce would’ve only seen the dark shaft pointing towards him as if it were about to go inside. 

 He’s so much weaker than I thought, Selina recognized. A stronger man would’ve at least admitted he got screwed from birth and indulged in some voyeurism. But not Bruce - he had lived a life submerged in denial and the truth hurt. 

 Selina turned away from him in disgust, pulling Luke with her. The interracial lovers wasted no more time: he grabbed her powerfully from behind and pushed her into the wall, pinning her against it as he slammed his cock back in. 

 It felt good… incredible, even, but Selina wouldn’t have been the type to lose her calm no matter how good it felt. But for the sake of driving home just how much better this strapping-young BBC was, she howled like an animal, cooing and grunting in every possible way as Luke pounded her from behind. 

 But the wild way she was acting had an effect not only on Bruce, who suffered quietly with suppressed sobs, but on Luke as well, who unleashed a ruthlessness Selina wasn’t sure he was capable of. Maybe he had been holding back, afraid of going too far and angering her, but seeing that she was slut she showed herself to be, he took her by the hips and wrecked her tight body with his brutal thrusts. 

 Something broke inside of Selina as she came unexpectedly, feeling that perfect big black cock grinding her down from the inside out and hitting spots nobody had been able to touch before. 

 The orgasm came unexpectedly, exploding inside of her and passing into every fiber of her being, blasting her with wave after wave of mind-numbing pleasure. She instinctively tried to push Luke off, but he only strengthened his grip and held her in place, ruining her with his dick as she came. 

 His only response to her frenzied shrieks were two merciless slaps on her ass. “Is this what you wanted, huh? You white bitch? Is this it?”

“Yes!” she screamed. “Yes!” 

 Her juices flowed out of her as he finished her off, her toes clenched and poised to support the whole weight of her body. “Yeah,” grunted Luke behind her, fully in control of the moment and wholly possessive of her body and mind. “Just like that, bitch. Just like that.” 

 He came inside of her without showing any sign of weakness himself. The stud just pushed in deep and impaled her, then let loose the hot ropes of seed until they filled her up entirely. 

 Selina could barely stand on her own, so he deposited her trembling body on the chair as before. She spread her legs and probed her dripping pussy, then brought some of the sweet come up to taste.

 Bruce was speechless. Luke, though, looked straight at him. “I better get going. Think I might go out tonight after all. I feel like bashing some heads in.”

 Selina watched Bruce for a reaction. “What are you waiting for?”

 His mouth opened. “I…”

“Get to it!” Selina snapped, regaining some of her composure. “Do you want this to be the last time you watch me? The last time you share a bed with me? Show him some respect. Get on your knees and clean him.” 

 Bruce fell as if he had been struck. He brought his mouth to the big black cock in front of him and took it in with surprising determination, sucking off every drop of cum and trace of Selina’s juices. 

 Hands on his hips, Luke tilted his head back and groaned. “Fuuuck! I’m not gay, you know, but he’s much better at this than you.”

“Aww,” cooed Selina, moving out her leg to stroke Bruce’s cheek with her manicured toes. “You hear that, baby? You’re finally good for something. Who knew sucking big black cock would be your main talent?” 

 Bruce licked off every trace and left the cock spotless, then milked the shaft and sucked everything out the cockhole for good measure. Satisfied, Luke moved away and started getting dressed.

 Seeing him behave like such a good boy made Selina feel attraction towards Bruce… something she hadn’t felt since before they fucked, when they first met over a decade ago. She searched for his eyes and curled a finger, calling him over. “Come here. You aren’t going to leave your wife full of fertile nigger seed, are you?”

 As he crawled over, he showed real anger for the first time. “Must you use that word?”

 Selina slapped his face and grabbed him by the chin. “Shut up, you pussy. That’s no way to talk to your mistress. Now, pour me a drink and then get ready to clean me up. I’m feeling lively. I’d like to go to dinner after this.”

 There was the slightest spark of interest in his eyes at the words, but he tried to hold it back, no doubt afraid she was bluffing, only to leave him here alone. Selina took the wine and then spread her legs for him. He came down apprehensively, giving her pussy a small lick. 

 Selina grabbed him by the hair and shoved his face into it, wrapping her thighs around him to keep him locked there. “Lick up every drop, baby. I’ll call to make the reservations…” 

 As she made the call, Luke stood in the doorway, all dressed. “Have fun, you two,” he said.

 Selina blew him a kiss and winked. 
