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Post by LexingtonDeville1984 on Jul 25, 2018 9:08:24 GMT -6
"In due time, my dear. This isn’t the first time you’ve been enslaved." Toyman taunted, giving the collar a little tug, which forced Bella, sitting on her side, to turn her head and glare at him.
"Do your worst, Schott. I’ve been tied up, chained to walls, gagged, forced to wear outfits like this, choked by vines and grabbed by tentacles. You still won’t break me." Bella vowed, hands grasping onto the chain as she stopped herself from being pulled in close to the twisted criminal.
"You’re so cute when you’re angry, CrowWoman. I think we need to add a little joy to that miserable demeanour you hide behind your mask." Toyman chuckled, delighting in seeing the dark-haired crimefighter valiantly struggle.
"The only joy I’ll feel is beating seven bells out of your ugly mug." Bella hissed, engaging in a slight tug of war with Schott. Realising she was being disobedient, the criminal held up the trigger in his hands, ready to stun her with 5,000 volts.
"Normally I would zap you into submission, but I have a better idea." Toyman decided, putting the trigger down and loosening his grip on the chain. Bella relented, sensing that she might be sent back to the snake.
"Pity. Anything that upsets you makes me happy." Bella smirked, still on her knees before her master, arms folded. The outfit accentuated her hourglass figure, showcasing the soft and feminine lines of her legs and waist.
"You won’t be happy for long. Not this time." Toyman declared, pressing a button on his throne.
A nearby door hissed open, revealing his robotic toy octopus. It lurched forwards, propelled by it’s eight mechanical tentacles. It’s singular red eye glowed evilly.
Bella looked over her shoulder, frozen in fear and disbelief. It was bad enough to have been squeezed, groped, and hypnotised by a toy snake, but now she dreaded what game Schott had in store for her now. She had battled this eight-armed menace before, but she was helpless.
"Tentacles.... Why’d it have to be tentacles?" Bella muttered under her breath, remembering her last encounter, how those cold and harsh limbs nearly crushed her ribcage before she destroyed its eye and survived.
"Now now, my dear. My enforcer is not programmed to harm someone as exquisite as you." Schott surprisingly promised, the large toy shifting forward until it was right behind Bella.
"Could of fooled me." Bella scowled, slightly flinching as one tentacles lightly curled around her upper left arm, caressing the skin.
"I saw how you reacted to the tickling gesture from my pet earlier. Let’s see if your will is as strong as you say." Toyman offered.
From the moment he unclipped the collar from her neck, Bella was yanked to her feet by the mechanical cephalopod. "Hey!" She pleaded, trying to pull the tentacle off her arm in a futile manner. It’s grip was like iron. And there were 7 other arms still attached.
"Get off of me!" Bella demanded, batting away another tentacles with her right arm. She failed to notice another tentacle curl around her plaited hair, tugging it upwards. The young crimefighter winced in pain.
"Keep your hands to yourself. And I mean all eight of them!" She warned, a blue glow surrounding her hand, readying for a telekinetic blast. One properly timed shot and this handsy toy would be broken. Permanently.
The tentacle around her left wrist crossed over to her right wrist, binding both limbs together as she was lifted into the air. Bella kicked her legs violently until they were bound together as well, immobilising her until she was effectively suspended and helpless.
"Now. Let’s start with some nice words." Toyman insisted.
One cold metal tentacle slithered up to Bella, cupping her chin as she was lowered down to the short criminal. It squished her cheeks together like she was a child.
"Repeat after me. I love my master." Schott chuckled.
"I love my master." Bella repeated, having no control of her mouth due to the appendage forcing her to talk. She felt humiliated in this state.
"He is ruler of Gotham." Toyman continued.
"He is ruler of Gotham." Bella repeated again, giving up.
"And I am his slave." Came the finished sentence.
Satisfied, Toyman snapped his fingers and Bella was pulled away to be left dangling, trussed up helplessly like a piñata, arms and legs bound together. She scowled at the robotic cephalopod, it’s tentacle leaving her face as it caressed her cheek.
"Just.... let me go." Bella pleaded, the tentacle caressing her cheek down to her neck. Softly tracing down through her cleavage, it traced a circular motion around her belly button, which made her shiver.
"HaHaHa......" She briefly laughed.
The octopi began to lightly tickle in and around her belly button, sensing her weakness. Bella was in for a big surprise.
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Post by Bella Raven - Crow Woman on Jul 26, 2018 3:21:27 GMT -6
“W-W-Wait! What are you doing?!” I asked nervously, the metal octopi beginning to stroke and trace a free tentacle across my skin around the navel of my belly button. This created a sensitive tingling feeling within my skin, my body was wiggling shivering, sending vibrations through the octopi’s tentacles that bound my arms and legs together. The cold appendage caressing my cheeks like I was a child.
“Oh, it seems like Mr. Octopi has found your soft spot, my dear sweet little slave!” Toyman chuckled, amused at my helpless state at being toyed with another one of his toys. Only this time, I was being tormented in tentacles instead of being tormented in coils.
The action took me by surprise, making me yelp and jerk at my bonds. Toyman laughed in amusement.
"Trying to resist are you? You’re too jumpy to keep still, my dear…..” He smirked as the cephalopod turned my head to face him, lowered my tentacle bound body down to where our faces were mere inches from each other
“Is it my fault that your perverted toy has cold tentacles?” I snapped back at Toyman, glaring at him.
Toyman snickered. “Mr. Octopi’s tentacles are cold, are they?"
“Hahaha……S-S-Stop it!” I giggled, biting my lip to hold onto my laughter, trying to resist the metal octopous tickling tactics. My face blushed beet red from holding in laughter, feeling deeply embarrassed at being toyed with by another seductive toy.
“Keep your hands to yourself, and I mean all EIGHT of them!” I growled again within my clenched teeth, struggling to escape the Octopi’s touch. wrenching my face from the grip on my cheeks, squeezing my eyes shut.
This didn't bother Toyman or his toy though. I was prey, I was trapped, and he had all the time in the world.
Octopi leanedme lower to Toyman’s throne as he whispered into my ear, "What’s wrong, my sweet? Afraid of the big bad Octopi?”
I shuddered and glared at the manic from the side. "I'm not scared of you! I just don't like your toy touching me like that, Schott!”
“Oh? Then how do you want him to touch you?" Toyman smirked seductively.
One of of his eight armed menace’s tentacles ran over my chest, making a slow journey across my cleavage towards my breasts.
I gasped, struggling again and trying to shake it off of me, "S-STOP IT! DON'T TOUCH ME AT ALL!" I yelled, the touch between my breasts making me heat up a little.
But Toyman chuckled, watching me squirm under his toy’s touch. "That's not what your body is telling us. He can feel it jump in excitement every time he touches that soft and perfect skin of yours…”Toyman smirked. To emphasise his point, he snapped his fingers again as the octopus’s tentacles stroked back up my cleavage, feeling my heart throbbing, even though I was biting my lips together to keep myself from making any sounds.
"NGH! STOP IT! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! " I growled, hating what each touch was doing to me.
“You love it, Crow Woman…..Don’t deny it.” Toyman smirked.
“N-N-N-Never…..” I grunted, closing my eyes and shaking my head, still suppressingmy laughter, resisting the tickling around the sensitive skin of my belly button, my body wildly wiggling as my restrained arms and legs futilely struggled. Each touch sent shivers and arousing jolts through me.
I eventually arched into the touches, lost in the sensation that took over my mind and body. I was like a helpless puppet on strings as the puppet master manipulated and controlled my body…..
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Post by LexingtonDeville1984 on Jul 26, 2018 4:29:29 GMT -6
Bella’s body arched more and more, allowing the handsy metallic octopus to resume its tickling method. Her bound arms and legs were losing strength, revealing her slender, porcelain, and hourglass figure for its singular red eye to observe. She kept her eyes closed, refusing to give into this sensation.
The tentacle that traced itself down her cleavage slowly began to loop around her breasts in a figure eight, stopping to cup one of them before the loop was completed and it began to massage each soft and pliable mound underneath the gold and black brassiere.
Bella couldn’t hold it in any longer. All it took was one touch and her resistance ended. "Mmmmmm......" she moaned, her body reacting to every caress across her chest. Another tentacle looped around her waist, flexing and releasing with delicate precision. Despite their cold touch, each metallic arms was slowly warming up due to her electric body heat.
"Just like that, my little birdie. You’re heart has given into it’s most intimate desires. And that is why you’re my number one playdate." Toyman declared, watching the eight armed enforcer continue to have it’s way with the helpless crimefighter.
Bella’s body relaxed, allowing the tentacles around her breasts and waist to resume their massage. Each knead and squeeze awoke new sensations within her soul, nullifying her defiant persona and allowing her obedient side to slowly break through. She had never experienced this much pleasure since her beloved Bruce Wayne took her into his arms for a night of passion at Wayne Manor. A night that turned Bella from nervous and shy girl to a confident and dedicated woman of mystery.
Now, the dark angel of Gotham was being reduced to a mere playtoy. The tentacle around her waist unspooled itself and looped around her left thigh for another massage, multitasking its job description. Her body temperature was warming up at a rate of knots. Her breasts continued to receive all the attention in the world.
"Oh yes.... yes.... More...I want more." Bella gasped.
The tentacle left her thigh, then positioned itself in front of her belly button. The tip folded downwards to reveal a feather, which began to caress the outline of her navel region. It had been kissed by her beloved before, but this time, Bella was going to experience more than that.
"Hehehe.... stop that." Bella squeaked, small laughter breaking through the erotic feelings that had overtaken her body. Each tickle with the feather sent shivers down her spine, forcing the hairs on the back of her neck to perform a Mexican wave.
Toyman watched, delighted to see that her disobedience was easily cured by feelings of happiness. Her laughter was music to his ears, which only strengthened his hold over her.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Bella squealed, each tickle and brush of the feather making her body react with such joy. Her head arched backwards, her mouth ajar in desire. This feeling was incredible.
After 5 or so minutes of tickling and breast massages, Schott snapped his fingers and the tentacles around Bella’s legs and arms loosened. She tumbled downwards, only to get caught in midair by another tentacle around her waist. Exhausted, her limp body was lowered towards Toyman, who reapplied the golden collar to her neck once she was lowered to the ground on her back.
"Excellent work, my creation. Leave us be. I wish to admire her." Toyman ordered.
The metal octopi left, removing its tentacle from Bella and disappearing into the darkest parts of the factory. It took the raven-haired guardian angel a few seconds to try and recover. She was too tired to even fight anymore.
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Post by Bella Raven - Crow Woman on Jul 28, 2018 2:53:13 GMT -6
Outside my limp body that was resting on the floor beside Toyman’s throne, my struggles ceased, feeling too exhausted and weak to fight back or defend myself, my breath shaky and uneven.
Toyman smiled as gazed at my weary state. I stared back up tiredly at the childish maniac with my half-lidded eyes as the criminal began to chuckle.
“Ughhh… that....felt….. So good…..” I breathed heavily, too weak to even comprehend what I was saying, slowly raising my back off the floor, placing my hands on either side to balance myself from falling again, like I was struggling to keep myself from drowning under water.
“My….My body feels… so heavy…..” I weakly groaned, deeply feeling wonderfully weak, still feeling the aftermath of the Octopi’s massages and tickling that my aroused body felt -relaxed and wonderful. I’d never felt so good in my life for a long time and now that I was bound to Toyman and his seductive playmates, I’d get to feel like this forever.
But somewhere deep within my conscience, a voice still screams for me to fight it and that this wasn’t right. “No….this isn't right… I...I can't give in like this… what's wrong with me?”
“Satisfied…..?” I weakly asked Toyman, still too weary and relaxed to even try and release myself from the collar around my neck or escape from his presence.
“Oh, but we were having so much fun…..You know you loved it…..Admit it.” Toyman smirked down at me, wiggling the chain instead of pulling it this time in a teasing manner.
“I………” I sighed, weakly swallowing my pride, “Do……”
I lowered my head away from Toyman, resting on the floor, deeply feeing a twisted mixture of humiliation and arousal.
“I knew you would.” Toyman chuckled in glee.
“Please……No more…….You win……” I weakly pleaded, willingly accepting to Toyman that I’ll give into his demands as his slave, just as long as he doesn’t harm Gotham or have his seductive toys continue to playfully seduce me for his amusement.
But Toyman’s playdate has only begun……
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Post by LexingtonDeville1984 on Jul 28, 2018 7:52:08 GMT -6
"Excuse me, little CrowWoman. Could you say that again?" Toyman requested, wiggling the chain again, teasingly.
"You win." Bella declared, humiliated to have admitted defeat to this toy obsessed maniac and have her dignity, honour, pride, and mystique stripped away from her as she accepted her fate of wearing her revealing slave outfit.
"Very good. A little more obedience and then you’ll finally break." Schott mused, secretly delighted at hearing those two words from his exhausted slave’s mouth. Behind his mask, his eyes gave her soft back an up and down look, knowing that her defiant personality was ebbing and flowing away. Soon, pure obedience will be the only command registering in her mind.
Bella sadly looked down at the ground, her back to Toyman as she contemplated submitting in order Keep Gotham safe. Her fingernails brushed a small speck of dirt for her left thigh, wondering how her sacred body could allowed to feel like this.
A small monitor lowered down from the ceiling, static flashing until a red background with Schott’s grinning mask appeared. It was time for a terrifying glimpse into the future.
"I believe it’s time for a little story." Toyman announced proudly, clicking a button on his throne. An image of Gotham, overrun by his Betty Blooper dolls, was shown. Citizens all fled in panic, evacuating the city.
"One day, an army of toys laid siege to your precious city. One by one, every innocent citizen fled, leaving only a small number of heroes to stop me." He chuckled, an image showing various female heroines - Catwoman, Batgirl, Black Canary, Starfire, Hawkgirl, and even Zatanna - bravely fighting off the army of murderous playthings.
Bella watched silently, knowing that this vision would never happen. More images flashed before her eyes, but the next one stunned her.
"They came to your rescue. But soon found themselves overwhelmed." Toyman taunted, an image of the 6 females battling his octopi enforcer. Despite their combined powers, it was futile. Once they were incapacitated, an image of them being brainwashed and wearing the same outfits as Bella appeared, leaving her shocked.
"They all willingly submitted to my rule, joining my harem. I took one for my own, while you and the others found yourself new playmates." Schott smirked, an image of a happy tranced Barbara sitting on his knee playing, while Bella found herself wrapped up and smooched by a toy snake. The rest - Selina, Dinah, Shayera, Zatanna, and Korri - found themselves paired up with a toy octopus, a toy caterpillar with a bird cage, a teddy bear, a toy rabbit, and a toy spider, respectively. Each one had gormless smiles plastered on their faces as they all submitted.
"It was there that my rule began. And all you beautiful ladies remained my playmates. Forever." Schott chuckled, the story ending as the monitor retracted into the ceiling.
Bella turned and scowled at her perverted and power hungry master. "That’s never going to happen, Toyman. Not on my watch!" She vowed, feeling the chain around her collar yank her up to her knees and pull her towards the throne.
"Oh? And how do you intend to prevent it?" He asked cheerfully, pulling Bella’s scantily-clad form close.
"I’ll stop you." Bella defiantly spoke, falling to her knees in front of her master’s plastic-masked smile. "Leave my friends out of this!"
Toyman chuckled. He loved how angry the crimefighter got whenever he mentioned her fellow female heroines. She had worked with them plenty of times, developing sisterly bonds with Catwoman, Black Canary, and even Batgirl. The mere thought of them being hurt was enough to incense her.
"Soon you’ll learn to appreciate me." The dastardly and diminutive evil doer promised, index finger and thumb grasping her chin, looking in her burning blue eyes. His other hand caressed the long plait that her raven locks were styled in.
Bella shivered in disgust. Secretly, she hoped that Schott would tire quickly so she could escape. Instead, he hopped off his throne and yanked her up to her feet, walking her back to the room where the toy snake resided.
"I think my pet needs a few hours of exercise and companionship. Don’t you?" He declared victoriously, almost softly.
Bella swallowed nervously. She knew that lovestruck snake would have its way for her again. She just had to suppress those blissful feelings and find a way to exhaust it once she was thrown in that room.
After all - how hard could it be?
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Post by Bella Raven - Crow Woman on Jul 30, 2018 2:36:05 GMT -6
As if Toyman’s true diabolical plan wasn’t twisted enough, he walked passed me before yanking me by the chain attached to the collar around my neck, despite the fact that I was still recovering from the Octopi’s tickling. It’s intense, but pleasurable massages that even Toyman’s knew that I couldn’t deny, still seared through my soul. The way it carassed my body between my waist and my chest caused me to briefly recall the exotic feeling of it’s tentacles wrapped around my breasts, stroking in a figure eight pattern, increasing my arousal that was released from within me. Which I had no control over because the pleasure was too great for me to restrain or even resist.
Schott reactivated the metal door. It hissed opened, revealing the toy snake resting within a pile of it’s coils within the darkness. It awoke from it’s lonely slumber, and moment it saw me, it’s tail tip wagged happily like a dog would, it’s eyes lighting up into two heart-shaped pupils, already anxious and eager to play with me once again.
“Rise and shine, my pet, I know how much you’ve been wanting to play with her! I won’t keep you waiting anymore. My slave has been quite tamed. so she won’t be any trouble this time. Have fun!” Toyman giggled playfully, removing my collar and pushing me into the chamber, My exhausted body collapsed onto the floor, the metal door closing behind me, leaving me trapped with the seudctive slithering creature once again. Lights inside the chamber switched on. The walls were adorned with brightly coloured illustrations of childish things. Like green hills and trees and a sun, all with smiley faces. Bella hadn't seen anything like this since she was little
“Okay, now……” I gasped nervously, seeing the snake lay it’s eyes on me.
“Don’t be getting any funny ideas!” I weakly pleaded, hoping the snake would show some sympathy for my distress. The realistic toy continued to slither towards me, sensing my nearly weak state of mind....
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Post by LexingtonDeville1984 on Jul 30, 2018 13:27:54 GMT -6
On her hands and knees, Bella saw the snake slithering towards her with unerring speed. Before it could reach her, it stopped halfway and raised the neck and head section of it’s body, allowing it to briefly tower above her. It’s forked tongue flickered out, tasting the air, and her scent.
"Please..... just don’t hurt me....." Bella pleaded, nervously rising back to her feet. She dared not make any sudden movements, lest this large serpent entrap her in its powerful embrace and leave her more weakened now than she was earlier after being nearly tickled to death.
The snake, sensing Bella’s pleas to not harm her, playfully tilted its head at her. It’s head floated close to her until they were eye to eye, his forked tongue tasting the air. His own eyes observed her flawless physique, from her tempting waist down to her slender legs. It didn’t want to hurt her at all.
"What are you....." Bella squeaked, the snake’s forked tongue flickering out to playfully kiss her on the nose. This ticklish sensation was a term of affection, which was followed by the toy nuzzling it’s snout against her cheek.
"No.... don’t......" The raven haired detective blushed, giggling lightly, her cheeks flushing red as the snake sensed her weakness. Instead of overpowering her, it decided to toy with her in a really sweet manner. Every nuzzle to her beautifully sculpted face caused Bella to become distracted, letting out murmur after murmur of relaxation.
The snake’s tail tip descended up the hip fasteners that kept the flowing red veil skirts covering her womanhood and derrière, beginning to try and unclip them. Bella, momentarily distracted by this kinky sensation, batted away the tail from her right thigh.
"Hey! Don’t touch what...."
Bella was cut off as the snake dog-piled it’s body onto her, knocking her down to the floor back-first and quickly wrapping her up. The toy binded her thighs and lower legs together, followed by her arms, with two thick coils below her shoulders and breasts. pushing up on the soft mounds like their previous playtime together. Her navel area was left uncoiled, exposed to a very sensual game that was about to completely weaken her resolve.
"No! Let me go!" Bella pleaded, her wiggling silenced by a short and sweet squeeze. She grunted audibly, just as the snake’s head descended towards her belly button. It’s scaly lips delicately caressed the skin, tracing spiral motions with it’s forked tongue.
Bella was about to endure another level of tickle torture.
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Post by Bella Raven - Crow Woman on Aug 1, 2018 2:47:12 GMT -6
“Oh, God! No! Stop! STOP!” I pleaded and giggled, biting my lips together, struggling to resist this feeling with every bit of willpower I have left in me. I continued to wiggle wildly within the coils as soon as the snake’s forked tongue began to trace itself slowly and seductively across the sensitive skin around my belly button.
“What’s happening to me? Why can't I fight back? What is this thing doing to me?!” My thoughts screamed, my mind continuing to panic as the snake embraced me deeper into it’s seductive power of bliss, finding myself becoming weaker and my body slowly feeling numb and relaxed.
In my mind, I could slowly feel the world disappearing around me, I was weightless, floating, yet something was holding my body, like an embrace from all around me. I could feel a presence all over my body, caressing and squeezing me erotically.
“N-N-No……Not now…..!” I squeaked, closing my eyes and squirming under the tickly sensations, feeling my body heat up from each touch. My face blushed red between the soft squeezes from it’s first two coils below my breasts and the sensitive tickling around my belly button, it’s forked tongue reaching into the navel of my belly button, sending shivers and arousing jolts through my sensitive skin. Blushing red again at the touch, I still refuse to give into this sensation as I kept biting my lips together, trying to hold my breath. Even the snake knows that I have to breathe sometime.
“Mmmmmugh……Hahaha!” I moaned and grunted, my struggles beginning to cease, feeling weak as a giggle escaped from my lips, breathing heavily from refraining laughter so much. Like the time when I was trying to resist The Joker’s dreaded smilex gas that briefly affected me. This was a much stronger attempt from a seductive creature.
But the moment I felt its tail tip making another attempt to unclip the hip fasteners from around my hips to try and reveal my thong clad personal space underneath, I wiggled my body wildly again, trying to shake’s it’s tail away.
“Ugh! Get your perverted tail off of my body…..!” I hissed, breathing weakly as I struggled. This only made the serpent squeeze my body again to decrease my resistance even more.
“Ah!” I gasped, another short squeeze rocking my body, completely at its mercy within it’s coils.
“Resistance is useless, my dear. My pet only wants to please you. At least you can do is enjoy it. You know you want to.” Toyman taunted though the PA system across the room.
The snake sensed my resistance and decided to take this tovextreme measures, tracing its head down to my feet. It began to use its tail to remove both my boots, revealing my bare feet. The snake lowered its head towards the sole of my right foot with its forked tongue out again. This caused my eyes to widen in horror as I shook my head.
“No…..Not that……Anything but that!” I weakly bragged, closed my eyes and biting down on my lip tighter, preparing for the ultimate tickle on the most sensitive part of my body…..
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Post by LexingtonDeville1984 on Aug 1, 2018 13:11:12 GMT -6
Ignoring Bella’s pleas as she wiggled again and again, the snake lightly tightened his coils around her, denying her the chance to escape. Inhaling her angelic and sweet smelling scent, the toy’s forked tongue flickered out to caress the sole of her exquisite and perfectly crafted feet. It began to methodically drag it’s tongue up and down her sole, slowly.
Bella, refusing to laugh, kept her lips firmly sealed. Briefly shaking her head to and fro, she felt the slick length gliding up down the sole of her right foot. The snake’s lime green coils kept a firm grip on her slender physique, sampling each part of her milky white skin, still sensually pressing up on her ample mounds like a push-up bra.
She couldn’t hold it in much longer.
"Mmmmmmm......." The dark-haired detective cooed, her cheeks again flushing red as her lips slowly began to part once her breasts received more special attention. Faint laughter poured out, loud enough for the snake to hear. Cocking one scaly eyebrow, the snake sped up it’s playful overtures, lightly shooting its tongue up and down across both feet, tickling each sole with surgical precision.
"No....." Bella denied, trying to close her mouth. Her scrunched up eyes failed to notice the snake’s tail hovering above her belly button. Tracing spiral motions around it’s centre, it began to lightly tickle her. Her skin broke out in goosebumps down her back, which made her shiver.
"Hahahahaha....." She giggled, on the verge of bursting out in spontaneous laughter. Her dainty toes scrunched downwards, the snake’s tongue flickering in between her toes for more tickle torture. Bella began to smile, on the verge of completely giving in.
The tail caressed her belly button, then wiggled into her navel region, tickling dead in the centre. This, coupled with the ticklish sensation to her feet, made her strong willed defiance completely break.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STOP! PLEASE!" She screamed, her laughter filling the room.
Just the words that the snake wanted to hear. His eyes blossomed into more love hearts, completely smitten with Bella as it continued to subject her to it’s playfully kinky overtures. Soon, she would be bound to Schott’s pet. And her scantily-clad body would soon give into it’s amazing touch.
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Post by Bella Raven - Crow Woman on Aug 2, 2018 4:43:36 GMT -6
“STOP IT! HAHAHAHA! THAT TICKLES! HAHAHAHA! I screamed and laughed loudly, lost in the hazy spell. Unable to think straight or resist the creature’s kinky overtures.
I couldn't hold back the shiver going through me as the snake ghosted his tail inside the navel of my belly button lightly in a swirling motion, making my eyes shatter into tears of laughter and my insides tingle intensely. I felt as if the heat was building up inside my body from the tickling sensation.
Then the snake continued kissing and licking between the soles and the toes of my feet. swirling his forked tongue around the big toe, teasing it as well as trailing kisses under the length from the big toe down across the sole of my feet. I threw my head backwards, shouting in pleasure as my body arched up within its tightening coils, escape a foreign concept. The sensation felt so good that small sweat started to leak from my forehead..
“Oh! Ah! Ugh!” I grunted and moaned at the same time, the snake’s coils underneath my breasts continuing to press up and stroke across them like a push-up bra as the rest of my body began to vibrate and rub against the creature’s realistically smooth underbelly scales like waves, making sure that my body will submit and give in until I am completely devoid of resistance.
My resistance fell back again, letting out a series of moans and mewls as I squirmed within its coils. The snake rose it’s head up from my feet, then leaned down and began kissing my neck hungrily. I was venting from the heat building up in my body. This seduction was making me fall into a state of arousal, slowly building up with every touch.
“ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT!” I grunted and laughed at the same time, my body too weak and relaxed to fight back now. My ribs began to feel intense pain from laughing so hard from the intense tickling between my belly button and my feet.
“What are you trying to say, my dear?” Toyman’s taunting voice asked, turning up the volume of the PA system two hear the two magic words loud and clear that I was about to say and end this seductive torment……
“I……….’ I giggled and grunted, laughing so hard. Though it was unlike me to go against my code of a crimefighter to give myself to a criminal, this was the only way to save Gotham and myself from this creep……
“I…….” I swallowed, “Surrender……..”
Panting and moaning helplessly, the snake continued seducing me with kisses to my neck, dragging it’s forked tongue ticklisly across my skin. It slowed down the tickling to allow me to breathe.
The snake sensed my weak state of mind and body, knowing that I was on the verge of shutting down and that I can no longer fight back against this exotic influence. I could feel its coils slowly loosen from my body until I felt a cold breeze drift all over me, unable to move, paralyzed and completely drained like a lifeless corpse.
“Uh…….” I groaned in complete exhaustion, closing my eyes to rest and recover I failed to noticed that the snake’s long body forming into a circle around me…….
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Post by LexingtonDeville1984 on Aug 2, 2018 9:54:51 GMT -6
With Bella curled into a foetal position, panting in exhaustion after an invigorating tickle torture game, her blue eyes closed as the snake formed a protective circle around her with it’s coils. It’s finely tuned senses could sense that she needed to rest, it’s protective instincts taking over. Flickering out it’s tongue, it glanced at the door, silently hoping its master did not return.
What the slumbering Bella did not know was that this poor creature was the target of abuse from Toyman himself!
Following the previous incident where Bella shut down Schott’s scheme to take over Gotham, she merely delayed the inevitable. For weeks following his escape from prison in Metropolis, the diminutive criminal returned to the scene of the crime, reactivating his failed army of toys. This included the snake, whom he recreated from furry toy to frighteningly lifelike snake. Reattaching it’s head was easy enough, but once it’s internal workings were modified and it’s loyal personality returned, Schott began to abuse it. Regular beatings, torture, and threats desensitised the creature into nothing more than a frightened and nervous pet.
And Schott blamed Bella for ruining his plans. Her capture was planned from the start. Now that she was effectively a prisoner to his twisted rule, the snake had found a companion it could enjoy it’s time with. Deep down, despite all the games, the snake refused to harm the raven-haired rebel, small feelings of love bubbling to the surface.
Tilting its head, the snake patiently observed Bella as she continued to rest. It’s expression softened, looking downwards. In his amber trimmed eyes, she was so beautiful and innocent. With a curvaceous frame ripe for squeezing in his coils. Someone who didn’t deserve to be dressed up and treated like a slave. It’s tail wagged as he saw her slowly begin to recover.
Bella murmured softly, unfurling from her foetal position. Her blue eyes opened, slightly obscured by blurred vision. Once this feeling faded away, she regained her bearings, still unable to stand. Her slave outfit was still intact, as was her modesty.
"Urgh....... I don’t think I can take anymore tickling." She muttered, stretching her arms. The snake watched her slender body unfurl and lay on her right side, excited that she had woken up.
Bella saw the coils that were formed in a circle around her. Frozen in small fear, she looked up and saw the snake’s head hovering above her. It leaned itself towards her.
"AH!" She screamed, flinching as the snake was now a mere inch away from her nose. Bringing it’s tail up to her face, the toy serpent caressed the skin on her cheek, turning it to face her. It’s lovestruck eyes grew bigger, completely filling her vision.
"Please..... No more. I can’t take...." She begged, just as the scaly agent of desire captured her lips in a seductive and dominating kiss, Causing Bella to melt.
"Mmmmmmm....." Bella’s moaned, her eyes sliding closed as she felt the snake’s power fully consuming her, the ability to resist completely gone. The scantily clad slave let the snake’s forked tongue press it’s way into her mouth again and dominate her own, wrapping around her tongue and stroking it seductively. Bella let out a moan into the snake’s mouth, giving in as she fell backwards slowly, flopping gently onto the cold floor as the snake continued to ravish her.
Her fingernails dug into the floor, holding on tight as the snake kept the kiss going, her body writhing in pure desire, tongues entwined as the snake’s underbelly coils grinded into her torso, pressing against her breasts and belly button, making the gold and black brassiere and gold crotch plates vibrate. It lasted all of 5 minutes as the snake pulled away, smiling a warm and besotted smile.
Bella smiled back, gesturing for the snake for more with her index finger, a cheeky smile etched on her face. Once the snake came close, both her hands reached up to angrily shove it away by it’s snout.
"Don’t you ever EVER do that again!" Bella angrily snapped, sitting up with her index finger extended, like she was telling off an unruly child. She rose to her feet, fed up of being embarrassed and used as a tickle partner.
"I am not some mere accessory for you to pick up and play with, do you understand?!" She continued, her voice full of frustration.
The snake looked away, hurt that his beautiful companion was yelling at him and ignoring all the wonderful things he had just done to help her relax. He leaned towards her.
"Oh, no! You’re not....." Bella denied, the snake nuzzling her cheek again. Briefly blushing, her mind reacted with another angry push to its soft snout.
"KNOCK IT OFF!" She yelled again, firmly laying down the law on this scaly creature. This living toy. This being that seemed to possess feelings of hurt.
All off a sudden, she heard footsteps from outside the room. Faint at first, they grew louder with each step. It was Schott. This made her curse, and the snake shiver and hiss nervously.
"d***! Need to act fast....." Bella muttered, looking to the snake as she lay herself on her side in the circle of coils, pretending to be exhausted. The snake looked confused.
"Just play along, okay?" She asked, letting out a series of fake moans and groans, making it seem as if the snake had already had its fun with the dark-haired guardian angel.
The door hissed open, revealing Toyman. "My, my, my, aren’t we having so much fun! Did she enjoy it, my pet?" He asked.
The snake nodded, carefully concealing it’s promise to act along with Bella as it looked down at her. It’s tail playfully spiralled around her wrist, flexing and squeezing.
"Please...... no more...... I give in." Bella pleaded, keeping up her act.
"Very well. I believe a well-deserved trophy deserves a place next to my throne." Toyman relented, snapping his fingers.
The snake delicately pulled Bella up her feet via his tail around her wrist, releasing her. It’s head pressed into her back, giving her a gentle nudge forward to Schott. She turned and looked back at the snake, who had slithered itself into a pile of coils and was looking sadly at her.
"Shall we, my dear?" Schott asked, holding up the collar and chain in his hand.
Bella’s powers of empathy sensed the sadness in the serpent. Her conscience was telling her that it didn’t want to hurt her. It just wanted to love her. This brief moment of hesitation was interrupted by Toyman’s childish voice again.
"Little birdie? If you please." He ordered.
"Fine." Bella sadly sighed, placing the boots back over her feet. She walked over and kneeled down as the collar was reattached to her neck. Once up on her feet, Schott lead her out of the room. Bella managed a short glance back at the sad snake and mouthed these words...
"I’ll be back. I promise." Came the soft whisper, the door shutting as she was taken away to the main throne room. To no doubt provide more servitude to her master.
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Post by Bella Raven - Crow Woman on Aug 6, 2018 1:52:59 GMT -6
Like an exhausted and enslaved dog on a leash, Toyman lead me back into the main throne room. He climbed up and sat upon his oversized plastic throne once again, while I was chained to a small lock, sitting close beside him, feeling very uncomfortable as I knelt in front of him, knowing that if I try to resist or escape again, he will have his toys have their way with me again, or worse. I narrowed my eyes down at the collar around my neck..
“You look exhausted, my dear. You may already have discovered that my pets have a way of reading their victims through their body langauge.” Toyman smirked, noticing my weary condition after being seduced and tickled by the toy octopi and the realistic toy snake all in one morning. It was hard to tell what time it was, considering that I’ve been trapped in the chamber underneath the toy factory for a day now.
I remained silent, refusing to respond at first, recalling the exotic feeling of the snake’s coils caressing my body, how it touched my belly button and my breasts, how it’s lips touched mine in a deep and seductive kiss that even the snake knew I couldn’t resist, despite my denial. It was like being embraced into absolute bliss while being briefly away from all the trouble and stress ov reality as a detective by day and a crime fighter by night. Between the snake’s embrace within its coils and it’s kiss, it was so arousing that my heart melted, allowing the rest of my body to heat up from the exotic touches that I’ve never experienced since my last romantic moment with Bruce Wayne outside his Batman persona.
There was something about that snake that was different from Toyman’s other toy servants. They were designed to only obey his commands. As if the snake was only communicating with its coils around my body to reassure that it meant no harm and that it only wished to be my companion once I felt it’s emotions with my empathy powers. It seemed like the snake is the only one of Toyman’s creations that has a free will of it’s own. Despite Toyman’s abusive controlling nature, it’s robotic heart was in the right place, and it makes me want to give it another chance to express itself without anymore complications.
Until than, I turned my head away from Toyman’s appearance, staring down at the floor. Toyman noticed this and cupped my chin with one hand and turned my head to face him again, leaning his own face close to mine. Talk about too close for comfort.
“Relax, CrowWoman……You’ve been a very obedient servant. I apologise for the way my pets were behaving. They can be quite handsy, but they’ve grown attached to you. You should be lucky. None of my pets give people the same special attraction as you do.” Toyman smirked.
I shoved his plastic face away from me.
“Now, now……That’s not a polite way to treat your new master, is it?” Toyman teased, holding up the trigger to activate the failsafe on the collar around my neck. This forced me to stop.
“No……” I muttered quietly.
“No what?” Toyman asked.
“No……….Master…….” I sniffed, swallowing my pride again, “I’m…….sorry.”
“That’s better. See? That wasn’t so hard.” Toyman chuckled, placing the trigger back in his pocket.
“Let’s get this over with……What do you want?” I sadly asked, playing along with Toyman's game of slavery, awaiting for one of his toys to appear from the shadows of the chamber again. Or so I thought. I was about to discover that he had something else in mind……
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Post by LexingtonDeville1984 on Aug 6, 2018 4:18:35 GMT -6
"So eager to ask and so obedient. What do I want?" Toyman chuckled, pausing to ponder on what he should do to make Bella feel more comfortable. The chained crime-fighter could only stare at him, her blue eyes awaiting his next sordid and creepy whim. Deep down, she hoped it wasn’t more tentacle tickle torture. Having been grabbed by many a tentacle before in her role as CrowWoman, she had no desire to experience those cold and harsh appendages touching her again.
"I believe it’s time you owed me a dance. My pet had a treat for its innocent eyes, so now it’s time you showcased one for me." Schott decided.
Normally, Bella would react with disgust and tell the diminutive criminal were to go. Instead, a small smile crossed her face, biting on her lip in a slightly seductive manner.
"Fine. What my master wants, my master gets." Bella decided, hands grasping the chain. She unclipped it from a lock on the throne, slowly rising to her feet so Schott caught a glimpse of her navel region. If he had human eyes behind that unnerving plastic mask, they’d be popping out on stalks.
Bella, turning her back to him, took several steps forward, twirling the chain in her hand until she was standing in the centre of the throne room. Schott clicked his finger as a spotlight illuminated her.
"Hopefully this will appease him." Bella smirked to herself, knowing that this performance will no doubt see her fast tracked back to the snake and those wonderful coils.
The PA system began to play pungi music, adding a mysterious and enchanting atmosphere to Bella’s performance. She turned her head, a seductive smile on her face and her blue eyes shimmering behind her mask. Twirling around, she began her dance, starting by somehow unclipping the collar from her neck as it tumbled to the floor. Hands above her head, she began to undulate her navel region elegantly. Stretching her arms apart at her sides, Bella shook her hands to their sides mutilple times, using her hidden skills to move her arms back up above her head while still shaking her chest, belly, and hips in a fast motion at the same time. Bella then stretched her left leg out and twirled herself around, still rocking her hips and belly left and right, shaking her derrière in front of Schott to please him.
Swaying her hips, Bella twirled and scooped up the discarded chain in her hand, raising it above her head. The spotlight illuminated her porcelain complexion and raven hair, one bang billowing up lightly. She shimmied from left to right, undulating her belly to and fro, curling the chain around in her hands, a fierce look on her face.
Bella took several strides forward, each sway of her hips making Schott lecherously drool behind his mask. She stopped, rocking her hips to and fro. With precision, she crossed the chain in an X-shaped symbol, undulating from left to right before untying it straight. Her ample chest undulated up and down, the music reaching its crescendo.
After a few more swaying movements from her hips, she took the vine and brought it behind her back.
"If only this was the snake." She thought, knowing her body would soon be in it’s coils.
Bella then swayed to the left, crossing the chain across her chest in an another X-shaped symbol. After another rocking of her hips gesture, she spun the chain in her arms until it was strategically wrapped around her milky white body, just above her tempting navel area.
Still holding on to the chain, Bella swayed her hips one last time before spinning elegantly around and twirling the chain above her head like a lasso, finishing up with a fast shaking motion of her hips. The chain dropped from her hands, spiralling around her body and dropping to the floor.
Lowering herself to her knees, arms outstretched at her side, her head bowed, Bella finished her performance. Silence washed over the chamber, broken by the applause of Schott’s hands clapping together.
"My, my, my. Obedient, alluring, and beautiful." Schott declared, beckoning for Bella to come sit with him via a gesture of his index finger. The spotlight switched itself off, the music stopping.
Bella smiled, scooping up the chain and swiftly reattaching the collar to her neck as she ambled over, handing the chain to her master as she knelt before him, allowing him a glimpse of her slender figure.
"What my master wants, my master gets." She declared, her blue eyes twinkling with magic.
"Such a splendid performance, my dear. I told you that you would learn to appreciate me." Toyman chirped, clipping the chain to a small circular shaped lock, keeping Bella at arms length.
"And you were right, master." Bella replied, pretending to act like the obedient captive that she was.
"Now, I do believe that it’s my turn to please you." The criminal spoke, touching Bella’s cheek. A small blush appeared on her face, even if his hands weren’t like the snake’s coils.
"P....please me?" Bella squeaked.
"Turn around, my dear." Toyman ordered.
Bella complied, shifting herself around while on her knees, her back to Schott. She had no idea what was going to come next. Not until his rough and clammy hands rested on her shoulders. An O-shaped gasp crossed her lips.
"A shoulder rub for my servant. Consider yourself lucky." Schott chuckled, sensing Bella weary’s state while rubbing her shoulders. One small rub and she began to relax, despite feelings of pure disgust.
Secretly, her soft skin was reserved for the snake’s wonderfully smooth and protective touch. But for now, she had to grin and bear it. Later, she would be reunited with her scaly love interest.
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Post by Bella Raven - Crow Woman on Aug 9, 2018 2:28:04 GMT -6
“S-Schott…..?” I squeaked again, just as I felt Schott’s clammy, cold, and rough palms rubbing and caressing across my shoulders, giving me goosebumps that popped up and down my spine. I slightly flinched at the unusually pleasurable touch of the childish criminal, which was strangely starting to relax my body. My mind was struggling to remain awake, only focusing on the protective pleasurable touch of the snake’s coils. If I could escape, that is.
“Oh…..” I uttered, a moan escaping from my lips as I twitched at first from the touch of the unseen hands on my shoulders. Soon, I felt this touch relax me further. While struggling to stay awake, Toyman began to gently rub my shoulders.
“Yes…..I am lucky…..Master…….” I repeated, I tried desperately to stop myself but soon felt a loud and heavy yawn burst out from my lungs. I clenched my eyes shut and stretched my arms high above my head in sudden exhaustion. Toyman’s hands were removed gently, but they firmly pressed my arms to my sides and massaged up behind my neck up to the back of my head to relax me further. I could feel my head lowering itself downwards.
Toyman found himself impressed with me as his new slave. He had never had a beautiful servant like me before and he found me to be a fascinating specimen. Though I was obviously young and feisty with a dark persona compared to other female superheroes that he also wishes to enslave, Toyman enjoyed matching wits with me…and finally overcoming me completely with the help of his other seductive creations. It was a very special kind of satisfaction to see my will giving into his demands, though I was secretly playing along with his torment of pleasure until I find a way out of this exotic predicament. But for now, Toyman was satisfied to see the relaxed smile plastered on my face, weakening my resolve with no chance of escaping the caressing touch of his hands.
Though I like to imagine myself safe and secure within the coils of the playful toy snake, completely willing to submit myself mentally and physically to the one who could seemingly care for me and protect me from Toyman’s abusive nature, my mind expressed a few doubts. Through I had angrily pushed the creature away when his tongue met mine in a deep and passionate kiss without warning, I had refused to give into the snake’s exotic embrace. But the snake had found a chink in my crime fighting armour by promising not to harm me. That had quickly let on that I felt a huge void of trustworthy allies like Batman, who cared for me. Once the creature knew what the void was, all he'd had to do was swoop in and fill it. He'd compared himself favourably to those that had comforted me. The snake didn't know the circumstances of me since our last encounter and neither did it care. The mere fact that where I had an obliviously difficult time between protecting Gotham as Crow Woman and my relationship with Batman was all the snake needed to know. Once the snake knew that he could get inside my head so that by the time it’s coils were caressing around my body, it was doing half the work because it sensed my distress as I eventually submitted to its pleasurable embrace of bliss and I never wanted for it to end, even if I knew that it’s wrong but it feels so right.
Until than, I continued to allow Toyman’s hands massaging between my shoulders and my back, deeply anxious to be embraced with my new scaly companion in that chamber again. I will admit, for a childish criminal who only admires his creations, he strangely knows how to please me to ensure that I never have second thoughts of escaping and remain with him forever as he supportively attempted.
“Ugh…..T-Toyman……You don’t have to……Oh……Mmmmmm…..Yes…….Right there……Thank you…….Master…..” I struggled to speak, moaning in pleasure instead of talking myself out of these massages that I supportively deserve from Toyman. I remained seated and still before the throne, in front of him with my back still turned for him to continue to make sure that I submit to him as his obedient servant.
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Post by LexingtonDeville1984 on Aug 9, 2018 4:48:00 GMT -6
The sounds of the female crime-fighter moaning and sighing in pleasure made Toyman chuckle internally. It seemed as if Bella had finally submitted to his power and had accepted her new role as scantily clad slave to the criminal, which pleased Toyman greatly. His fingers kneaded and pressed into her shoulders, sampling every area of milky white skin. Life just couldn’t get better for Schott.
"You’re very welcome, my dear. I knew you would see things my way." Toyman chirped, his voice seemingly filled with happiness. Bella was the first step in his ultimate goal - enslave the most beautiful super-heroines and add them to his harem to be companions to his toys.
Still on her knees, Bella’s head rose upwards, her eyes closed as she allowed the shoulder rub to continue. Each breath that was expelled from her lungs was short and mixed with desirable moans and murmurs.
"Mmmmm.... that’s the spot right there." Bella gasped, a pesky ache in her left shoulder-blade dissipating. Her hands suddenly reached up to rest on Toyman’s own, which made his fingers interlock with him. He couldn’t believe that she was willingly submitting.
"Allow me to.... make your touch more smoother." Bella declared, turning her head to look at her master. Blue energy surrounded her hands, covering both Schott’s palms and all five of his fingers with a layer of smoothness that cancelled out the cold and clammy feeling. This way, by appealing to her master’s pleasurable actions, this could easily fast-track her back to the snake.
"How wonderfully generous of you, my little birdie. Forgive my clammy hands." Toyman chuckled, resuming his massage.
"You’re forgiven, master." Bella smiled, removing her hands from his own while smiling sweetly and not breaking eye contact. Her blue eyes shimmered behind her mask, her hands resting on her thighs.
Toyman loved that his obedience levels were being adhered to. "Tell me, CrowWoman. What made you change that grim persona of yours?" He asked, finishing up the massage.
"Wouldn’t you like to know?" Bella retorted, rising to her feet, still looking over her shoulder at her master.
"I’m all ears. And now that you’ve surrendered to me willingly, please tell." Toyman politely requested, not taking his eyes off her smooth back and flawless skin.
Bella playfully lowered herself until she was sitting in Schott’s lap, resting her left hand on his knee as she crossed her legs. "I understand why you feel the need to create toys, master. You want to see the joy in people’s eyes as they rediscover their childhoods." She spoke, cupping his chin with her fingers.
Now feeling like a cat that had got the cream, Toyman placed his left hand around Bella’s waist, with his right hand resting on her left thigh. He knew that the raven-haired beauty would be charmed by him. If only he could be smiling under that mask....
"Including yours, my beautiful slave." The diminutive evil-doer declared, his left hand gliding up and down Bella’s waist. Her porcelain skin was like the most elegant of velvet, which made her giggle girlishly. Unbeknownst to Toyman, she playing along in order to strategise an escape plan. Even though she found sitting in his lap oddly relaxing, the serious side of her was patient enough to wait for the right moment to strike.
"And know that you have me, I will be the jewel in the crown of your grandiose plans. Plans that will see me beckon to your every whim. Once you acquire others like me, your vision will become a reality." Bella spoke, fingers cupping her master’s chin.
Toyman ran his right hand along her left thigh, teasing the skin with spiral motions traced from his finger tips. Bella purred as she allowed her master to touch her - her magic making his hands as smooth as possible. His left hand caressed the skin along her hip, to which she responded by moaning softly.
"Such a perfect body should be fit to serve only me. And for your service, I believe it’s time you returned to my pet." Toyman offered, his tone of voice less mocking and more welcoming.
"Thank you, Master." Bella chirped, raising herself up from the short man’s lap whilst Toyman grabbed the chain that was attached to her collar. She felt a small surge of seductiveness flowing through her body. Even though it felt wrong sitting on his lap, her secret kink compelled her to think differently.
Both began the walk down to the chamber where the snake resided. Bella’s heart skipped a beat, eagerly anticipating those coils wrapping around her and squeezing her scantily-clad hourglass figure. She still had her plan internally formulated to escape, but not now.
They reached the door to the chamber, which hissed open upon a security code being entered.
The snake roused itself from its slumber, it’s tail wagging excitedly.......
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