Chapter 10: The Rescue
Batgirl’s boots crunched on broken glass, her triumphant stance faltering as her eyes adjusted to the dim light. The scene before her was a blasphemy that stole the air from her lungs. Supergirl and Wonder Woman knelt on the plush velvet floor, their glossy, pouting lips sliding in unison along the thick, veined length of Viper’s cock. A synchronized, wet slurping sound filled the decadent room. Viper didn’t even flinch, his hand casually stroking Kara’s hair as he met Batgirl’s horrified gaze. “They’re busy, little bat,” he purred, his voice a low rumble of absolute control. Kara pulled back with a wet pop, a string of saliva connecting her lip to his shaft, her eyes glazed with feverish devotion. “She doesn’t get it yet, Viper,” Kara moaned, her tongue snaking out to lick the tip. “She will.” Diana giggled, a high, airy sound, and nuzzled her face into Viper’s groin. “Go with her,” Viper commanded, his fingers tightening in Kara’s blonde waves. “She’ll bring you back once the craving hits.” Batgirl stood frozen, her rescue mission crumbling into dust.