Scott rinsed out the now cold washcloths and returned to finish cleaning her off.“Now that you’re all clean, it’s time to get you dirty again. Y...u like being my dirty slut, don’t you?”“Mmmmm mmm,” was all she could say while gagged.“Good. Now, I have two presents for you.”He opened the drawer of the nearest nightstand, took out a small teardrop-shaped metal object, and held it where she could see it. It was a metal anal plug, with a decorative heart-shaped jewel at the end.“Do you know what. As time passed, my life took on it's own normalcy. I would get up and make breakfast and sit around and do my thing and whatever needed to be done. I guess I was a bachelor again, just an old one. I would eat lunch out each day before going to work. It was usually my main meal for the day. After a hard day at work, I'd come home to the spa. Damn, it felt so good to get in the spa after a hard day. I just laid back and relaxed and let my mind wander. I would usually read a few stories after. As soon as she would sit down, boys would come up behind her seat, reach over and squeeze her perky nipples. The girl didn’t wear a bra. Bully after bully would have their turn squeezing her nipples. In the beginning, the girl tried to fight, but she was scarred from her own culture, one that taught woman not to fight back. She was weak willed and just closed her eyes and accepted what was happening.Once 1-2 bullies showed the courage to do it without repercussions, horny bullies of all ages. There was only a few people who fought against the darkness and offered a slight light: Commissioner James Gordon, and a man, a man who had exceeded what should have been the limitations of human nature, a man who struck fear into the hearts of villains everywhere, who’s name was always muttered by trembly lips in a hushed manner as if it was forbidden to speak: The Batman. It was just another day. It, just like all the others, seemed like it was just the same day as the one that had just.