Kit saw the guy from across the room. He looked good, big, hard, capable. Just what she needed tonight. Of course she knew who he was, mostly because of the mask, which let's face it, was pretty unmistakeable. That and that fact that Sal had approached her immediately after speaking with Bane, to let her know that his requirements for the evening were not of a vanilla description. Kit had worked hard to secure her position as Sal's go to girl for all the kinky trade that came in and working in the busiest house of its type in a town like Gotham, trade was plenty forthcoming.

So she knew who he was, what he could do and what he wanted from this night. But she didn't care. Her past experiences and the feedback she had gotten left her more than confident enough to deal with someone like him, regardless of his reputation, size and all round scariness.

"Hello, I'm Kit...would you like something from the bar before we start?" As soon as the words left her mouth she was mentally kicking her own ass. Of course he didn't want a drink, he couldn't have one for fuck's sake. She prepared herself for her inevitable dismissal from his presence, but was surprised when all that was heard was a low metallic chuckle.

"Don't worry little Kitten, I do usually kill those who speak so insensitively around me in the first instance...but for a lady with your obvious attributes, I am more than willing to offer a second chance at my high regard" he stated gently, his eyes, slightly crinkled to indicate amusement, now resting at her chest.

Kit looked down to that area herself and said a little prayer to Victoria's Secret in her head. To him, she held out her hand, smiled sweetly and said "OK then, thanks. Lets just go over the rules a bit. First off, my safe word is butterfly. I understand from Sal that our time together will involve a mutual exchange of eeeerrrrrmmmm, ...ideas and so, you need to tell me your safe word too, in case I go to far"

Bane breathed deeply, pulled her hand to his chest and told her "There will be no need of such a thing. I assure you that anything you do will not hurt or trouble me. In fact, I welcome your ...ideas and look forward to you bringing them to fruition. Nonetheless, you have my unmitigated assurance that if you utter your word, my activities will cease immediately"

Kit had never had such a polite pre-session talk with a client. Usually, all they wanted to know is how much extra stuff they could get from her, bite marks, used panties, her toys home with them after...but this was downright gentlemanly, especially when you considered that the topic at hand was an extended bout of mutually acceptable S&M. Perhaps the papers, with all their talk about him being a violent, unprincipled animal, had actually got him wrong. Perhaps his speeches that told of his hopes for a better Gotham, especially for people like her, had been heartfelt and not the utter bull she first thought them to be. She supposed that during the next four hours, she would have ample opportunity to discover the truth about Bane, if he let her that is.

She was pulled from her internal monologue by him standing and saying "Shall we begin Kitten?, I'm a busy man and would not like our time together to be cut short by other pressing matters arising! I usually find that they do if I idle for too long"

"Of course, if you will follow me?". "Lead the way Kitten, I'm anxious to inspect the back view of you and this will present an amiable opportunity"

God, the way he talked...so well-spoken and educated. That in itself was a turn-on for a girl whose client's didn't usually rise above "suck my dick, grab my balls, fuck me harder". If he kept talking like that, tonight would be most enjoyable for her, which was a very rare and beautiful thing.

They reached her room and he insisted on opening the door for her. She stepped over the threshold and immediately started to disrobe. Bane placed his hands on her shoulders and bent to whisper in her ear "I was hoping I could do that for you Kitten, will you let me?"

She strode over to the bed and crawled into the middle "Of course. Would you like me restrained before you begin?". "I believe I would" he replied and so naturally, she obliged, raising her hands to the velvet covered handcuffs that were fixed to the wall above the bed. When he had secured her, Bane rose back from the bed and fully undressed with his back to her. She could easily see his many scars and as he had been so kind and polite up till now, she felt sympathy for his past sufferings. Those thoughts however were soon dashed from her mind, as he turned to face her. Lord, he was just huge all over. She really hoped he would not insist on blindfolding her, because she wanted to stare at him, and that, for as long as she could.

He sat on the bed and reached down to his discarded jacket, pulling a syringe from the pocket. She immediately panicked and said "Sorry but injecting me with something is strictly a no-no. I don't do drugs no matter how much someone is paying or how big they are"

"Fear not Kitten, this is for me. I find my mask an obstacle to the fulfilment if my sexual proclivities and this syringe will provide an alternative pain-relief source during our time. I trust that meets with your approval?"

"Yes, thank you. Sorry for jumping the gun a bit there". "No need for apologies, I should have brought my need of this tincture to your attention prior to your restraint to save your fears" How could this huge man, "Gotham's Reckoning", who had broken a man's neck on live television, sacked the stock exchange and defeated Batman be so...polite and caring? She watched him place the needle into his arm and administer the drug. He took one last deep breath through his mask and then removed it.

His scarred face was beautiful, beset with a strong jaw, straight nose and pillowy lips. Of course she had seen his eyes before and thought them nice. But now, in the context of his full face, they were breathtaking. He crawled over her with his face at most an inch from hers. "I will kiss you now, if you permit". She nodded her head ever so slightly in response and he began to give her the sweetest, softest kiss she had ever experienced. She felt obligated to tell him such, expressing her surprise at his actions.

"As with most things Kitten, it is preferable to start slowly and carefully when pleasuring a woman's body, so that both parties may ensure that the maximum amount of enjoyment is had. However, do not assume that my current ministrations are indicative of my planned efforts for I assure you that before our time is through, you will be sore and shaking from receiving both the spanking and the fucking of your life!". With that, he reached between her legs and tore off her panties in one yank. He looked into her eyes again and asked "Are you ready for me?"

She was more than ready, she had never been as turned on in her life and she made sure he knew this "God yes I'm ready. Please Bane, fuck me, please!". "All in good time Kitten, first, I would like to taste you" and with that, his head sunk to her hips...