'Oh look its bruce wayne...prick...how the hell is that the bat-man? I mean yeah he has muscles and shit but... just how?'
"Hello? Are you okay?" A dis concerned voice asked.

"What? Oh, yes...hello.." I said slightly flustered realizing I had been staring at the Bruce Wayne persona for about 5 uninterrupted minutes until the man had gotten so uncomfortable he had broken the silence, thus bringing me out of my trance.

"I brought you food" the man grunted setting the tray down.

"...don't you think it would be more enjoyable for me if I could actually eat the food? I'm kinda well... tied up at the moment." I stated my voice filled with dry sarcasm.

The Bat Man looked around a moment in somewhat of deep thought. "I can't do that." He said simply.

"Well how am I supposed to eat then?" I sighed and froze as he came closer, my body tensed as tight as a bow string. He looked a bit flustered outside of his Bat Man persona. He held up a small piece of ripped off P&J and slowly brought it to my lips. I stared at him unbelievably for a moment and then took a bite.

'What are you doingg?' my scarecrow asked.

'...I'm hungry... I rather eat from his putrid hands than starve... although... he does have nice hands...' I thought to my other persona.

Just while I was in the middle of this conversation inside my head, the bat man brought a plastic cup filled with what I'm going to assume is water. He slowly brought the cup to my lips and I drank little sips at a time not wanting to get water all over myself.

'You want to get in his pantss don't youu?' My other self hissed.

'What! No...I don't...don't be ridiculous!' I internally yelled choking on the water that was in my throat.

He quickly pulled the cup away when I started choking and sighed. I had gotten the water all over my clothes that were now clinging to my skinny frame tightly. He slowly went to the belt buckles that were strapping me down and undid them one by one until he got to the last one.

"I'm going to undo this last buckle... and you going to quietly sit up and not put up a struggle while I put these handcuffs on you..Okay?"

I shook my head up and down.

'oh look hes the kinky type'

'shut up..'

He undid the last buckle and I quickly sat up. I was going to turn around and slap him but he quickly, with an inhuman speed, cuffed me. He pulled me up and dragged me out of the 'bat cave' to an underground elevator. The elevator was very slow and freezing. I, not having much muscle mass or body fat, was extremely cold so I could not help but shiver like a drenched chiwawa.

"Cold?" asked an unsympathetic voice.

"No I'm just shivering violently for no reason..." I hissed.

"Here" he sighed taking off his jacket and wrapping it around me. It smelt warm, it smelt like expensive shampoo and body wash and it smelt like... fire? Why'd It smell like fire?

"Better now?" I ignored the question and replied with my own.

"Are we there yet?...and where is there exactly?.. oh, and why does you jacket smell like smoke?"

'well someones playing Nancy drew today aren't they?'

'shut up' I sighed.

"Almost, the top floor which is my mansion, and that's the jacket I wore when my mansion burnt down"

"oh...then...why are all the elevator buttons not on?"

"what?"

"the elevator buttons they're not on and the elevator hasn't moved in about 3 minutes..."

"... that's not supposed to happen.."

"Really Sherlock? Its not?" I said sarcasticly.

"Your not helping" he muttered.

'Wow...he is really getting flustered'

'this could actually be kinda entertaining' I snickered aloud.
"What are you laughing about?" He nearly yelled, obviously fustrated.
"I think it's funny how easily fustrated you are...poor batman..." I smiled. "Trying to make up for your parents deaths... it would be noble if it weren't so moronic."

His eyes were filled with rage at what i said. I was... admittedly scared.
"You shut your god damned mouth about my parents." He growled and picked me up by the collar, slamming me against the elevator wall.

'oooo you got him pissed...good job.'

'sh-shut it scarey.'

I flushed and forced a smile. "I didn't mean to- what the hell is wrong with you?" He was starring at me with this weird look. 'oh dear god in merciful heaven. i-is that...l-lust?'

'...this should be intresting...' I could feel scarecrow take a metiphorical front seat and start to watch.

"What the hell is wrong with me?" He muttered as he set me down on my feet. "I don't know..i just..." His face got closer to mine untill we were only inches apart. "have this...feeling..." He got closer and stole my lips in a kiss. He tasted like toxin. Toxin and alcohol. I tried to break the kiss but he only pushed it further, making his way into my mouth and snaking his tounge around mine. I felt one of his hands go to the back of my head and entangle his fingers in my hair. The other slowly traveled up my wet shirt to my damp skin. I shivered as he pinched a sensitive nipple and started genetly rubbing it. I let out a small noise, allowing him more acsess to my mouth.

'...whens the last time you got any jon?'

'Wh-what?'

'this is a one in a lifetime chance... maybe if he skrews you, you'll be able to find a way out of this place easier..?'

'No! im not-'

'you honestly don't think anything about this situation is hot?'

'i-...i do but-'

'then why don't you kiss back, huh? just try it... for us...just try...whens the last time you've gotten any attention like this?'

'...'

'thats what i thought'

I closed my eyes and softly moved my tounge against his. He was rough. The good kind of rough. The kind of rough where you can't help but melt and forget everything... Where you just focus on the carnal nature of the deed.
He pulls me against him roughly and starts to work off my clothes. Carelessly throwing my shirt aside along with his jacket that smelled like smoke. I gasped as he pushed me against the elevator wall again, kneeling down and undoing my pants quickly. He gives me a hard, demanding look as he pulls down my boxers and grabs my length.

"A-ah! ...b-bats.." 'Please God don't let him rip my dick off...' Im shaking out of fear and anticipation. Waiting...
He starts to slowly stroke. I let out a sigh of relief and he sqeezes me lightly. Running a thumb over the head he lightly licks the tip of my shame and stands. He starts to quickly half hazardly undress. "on your hands and knees." Its a growl. Like batman uses. My cock jolts and i quickly get on all fours. Im looking down to hide my blush. Im not sure if I should feel ashamed or not. I hear his flyer unzip and i shiver. He puts two fingers to my lips from behind and whispers in my ears. "Suck." I silently obey and suck and lick over his fingers. Coating them in Saliva. He pulls them away and nothing...All i hear is silence. I panic and start to look back when i feel his fingers intruding me. I yell out and grip the floor.

"Yelling over such little things...you're gonna have a hell of a time when i replace these with my dick." The words a harsh and softly spoken at the same time. I try to relax my body as he stretches me by spreading his fingers apart inside of me.
"I can't wait to make you scrream like you've made others...make you scream for me. Scream and beg for more. Scream for me to go harder and faster...I can't wait for you to just scream and scream and scream..." Growling these words. Pulls his fingers out and smirks. I shake a bit and prepare myself for the worst. He unexpectantly slowly pushes in. I make an akward uncomfortable noise and he makes a amused snort. I adjust and wait. He starts to pull out and i grow confused and tense. My eyes widen and I realise what he's doing, but by then im too late. He slams in when im not expecting it and i scream. I scream loudly and i cant stop because he dosen't. He continues to slam in. Its the most painful thing iv'e ever felt and I start to cry. I can feel the blood run down my theighs.
"Do you like this!? huh!?" He softly smiles and slows down to a stop, he adjusts himself as I whimper and sniffle and slams in again hitting my prostate dead on. Yet again I scream, i scream and moan. I blush and softly cry out for more.

"What was that?..." He softly says this into my ear, making me shiver and stutter.

"m-more...I want more..."

He smirks and grips my hips and starts to thrust agsain into that wonderful spot. My bodys confused by the mixture of such intense pain and pleasure at the same time. My arms fail me. I rest my head on the cold floor of the elevator and start to drool as he keeps hitting that spot. I can not longer control my vocal chords. I start calling out to him and moaning loudly, asking for it harder and faster, just so long as he keeps hitting that spot. He keeps going, It feels like forever that i'm in this heaven of overwhelming pleasure. And finally when it got too overwhelming I came. It shook my body and i screamed one last time. "BRUCE!"

I could feel him smile and will himself to cum, filling me to the rim. I twitch at the new feeling. I collapse when he pulls out. He catches me quickly like before and lays me down. His eyes lose that hazy lustful look. It is replaced with worry and shame. He covers me with his jacket and the elevator starts up again.

He gets dressed and picks me up when we hit the top floor. He hurridly carries me to what i assume is his room and he lays me on his bed. I lazyily stare at him and ignoring my stickyness i start to drift off. The last thing I see is him pacing the floor before I pass out.