"Coming through bitches!" Arrogantly said by Damian Wayne. Damian had recently turned 13 and now, because of Grayson he thinks he's a man. Ultimately pumping his head even more. "Damian can you at least show Alfred a little respect" Tim Said.

"Why don't you shut your little stupid mouth and make the man of the house a sammich!" Demanded Damian. Timothy tightened his fist.

"it's okay Master Drake, Master Wayne is still learning" Said Alfred.

"You see Timmy. I'm a master and your my slave, so make me a sammich!" Damian said. Tim gave Damian a glare.

"By the way Master Drake, Master Grayson left you this letter." Alfred handed a trifolded note to Tim.

Tim, I'm going to be at the Gotham City Police Department for the rest of the night. I need you to go to GothCorp headquarters. There's a rumor that Fries will be attack GothCorp tonight. I trust you to take care of this. -Dick Grayson

"Alfred I have to go, if the 'Master' gets out of hand please let me know." Alfred nods his head.

"Hold up, where do you think your going. I still don't have my sammich." Said Damian. Tim shook his head in frustration and ignored Damian. Tim had suited up and set out for GothCorp.

Tim positioned himself on the roof of a building across from GothCorp. He laid on his stomach with binoculars. He surveillance the GothCorp building.

1 hour passed

2 hours passed

Finally on the third hour, he heard steps, a jump, and a swoosh. "Well, well, well, look what I found." Catwoman purred.

"Selina!" Tim said while he dropped his binoculars and pulled out a birdarang.

"Woah, be careful, Timothy. You're still 16, you're not old enough to call me out by my first name."

"What do you want Ms. Kyle?" Tim asked in his battle stance.

"Mmmm relax Robin. I was just borrowing some things from Gotham Jewelers and, as I whipped around, I caught a shot of your plump butt and I had stop by." Tim didn't know how to respond. "So what are you doing, what's GothCorp up to?"

"Catwoman you need to leave before I-", Catwoman started unzipping her lycra suit. Unveiling her comprehensive, set breasts. Tim gulped.

"Cat, what are you doing." Tim asked."Mr. Freeze isn't coming." Tim was confused. "With Bruce dead and Dick taking his mantle, I knew that he would make you guard GothCorp." Catwoman explained.

"I don't understand. Why?" Asked Tim.

"I spread the rumor Tim, so I could have you all to myself." Catwoman took her mask and goggles. Her hair came down. Tim picked up his fists and charged at Selina. Selina swiftly redirected his arm and clouted him in the face with both of her strong breast. Knocking him to the floor. She opened her legs over his body. "Don't fight this Timothy. This is going to happen" Selina said and then dropped her waist onto his, leaned over, handcuffed his hands, and began to take off his mask. Selina undid Robin's cape to begin kissing Tim's neck.

"Selina I don't want to do this." Groaned Tim

"I'm not asking", Selina whispered. Selina then smoothly slided her tongue into Tim's mouth.

The sound of slurping was enticing Tim. Tim didn't want this, but he couldn't help liking it. Selina sat up and removed Robin's utility belt and held the shirt zipper."No Selina, don't" Tim said earnestly. Selina without hesitation unzipped Robin's shirt. She could see clearly Tim's fit, well trained chest. Catwoman moaned. "Bruce is like a factory for hard pecs and plump butts. First Ricky and now Timmy, you guys are just built for sex." Catwoman purred. Selina pulled her hands out of her lycra suit, the only thing covered now was her waist down. Selina used her hands to continue undoing Robin's uniform whilst flicking her tongue at Tim's nipples. "Selinahhh" Tim was giving in.

Tim's body was shivering. Selina got up and took off Tim's boots and then his pants, then tied up his feet. Tim was 16 with an 8 inch penis. Selina took of her high heel boots. She whipped Tim across his strong chest, Tim let out a yell. She dropped her suit. Selina was 28, with the robust body of an 18 year old. And she dropped her robustness on Tim's erect erection. Tim was so fit, really fit. Selina was so tight, really tight. Selina went Up Down. Forward and Backward. Her titties jiggled. Tim's body wanted to twist, turn, wriggle but he was bounded. Tim was bounded, not by the ties or the handcuff but by his lust and his shame. He was sweating. He wanted to scream. Selina didn't have a problem screaming. "Uhh. Uhh. Ugh. Oh Yes!" Selina was enjoying the teenager. Tim didn't want to show he was enjoying his cougar.

Selina kept hopping on Tim nice rod. Selina kept bouncing. Bouncing. Bouncing. "Uhh!" Selina shrieked. Her hands were all over Tim's rock hard body. Bouncing and Bouncing. She was going to cum and she didn't care if Tim was ready. Down Up. Down Up. Up Down. "AHHHHHHHHH", but in fact it was Tim who was going to cum. Tim released his sperm and the screams he was holdong back. The excitement allowed Selina to squirt. The roof was like a ripped water bed. Moist and Slippery and Sticky.

Selina finished her mission and she didn't waste time. She got up and got dressed.

"Where are you going, you can't leave me like this." Cried Tim.

"You are right, keeping that hot cock unattended is a crime", purred Selina.

"Why, why did you have to do this?" Asked Tim

"Because of your father, Bruce, he will pay for what he did to me!" Growled Catwoman