Catwoman gasped as her new pet's tongue began its first tentative assault on her clit: slow gentle strokes, each one sending a bolt of electricity through her. Her breath quickened, and she hummed in satisfaction. Then she reached for her other captive's cock, less than a foot from her face as she sat on the cold metal seat. Her hand tightened around the shaft, and she leaned her face close to it, so that her prisoner could feel her warm breath on the swollen head of his dick. "Ooh...yes! You know what, Bats? Oh, that's it, Princess, just like that...this is a dream come true for me. Yessss! Harder, Cutie...