She was not one to be easily ignored either. At 5'6" tall with shoulder length black hair, green eyes, a smile that would light up whatever room she w...s in, and a killer 36D-24-35 figure, she was enough to make most men melt. But she only had eyes for one man, her Master, the dominant that sat there mere inches from her now. Only He could give her goosebumps and at the same time set her skin on fire. He was the one who knew her better than she knew herself. And it was Him and only Him that. With that I finally came round, I stood up and pulled her towards me, kissing her back passionately, enjoying the feel of her fingers raking through my hair. As I traced my lips down her neck she began to moan softly and pulled me firmly towards her, my stiff cock now pressed up against her. She grabbed my buttocks and began to grind against me, enjoying the feeling of my dick rubbing crotch her through our thin clothes. I moved my hand around her back and undid her bra, staring hungrily at. With a flourish, he whipped of a dark cloth that had been covering it.Karen’s eyes widened as she saw the contents the cloth had hidden. Everything looked as if it had come from a medieval museum.Walter picked up a long whip and stood to one side of Karen, showing it to her.?This body of yours had enticed and lured men into your bed chamber. You have used it to serve the Devil’s purpose, and we must rid you of that. Your body must be returned to God pure and wholesome. ?With that, Walter drew. “Noo-argh!” She let out a feeble protest as the man began to rub her pussy through the fabric of her costume. Stephanie couldn’t believe what was happening. “You said, that you bet they called me the ‘little roman’ because I had a small cock. That I had started to come back into Gotham as a way to make myself feel better. But that Gotham didn’t need another small dicked villain.” Markus described what he remembered, his arm around the vigilante girl’s neck tightening. “Argh!” Stephanie.