Chapter Twenty Six: Summer's Over Part One.
It was bright and early in the morning in Gotham City, with a certain redhead bouncing up and down, with a set of headphones on her ear. She was still dressed in her sleepwear, a black ragged t-shirt that extended down to her knees. Borrowed from Harry come to think of it. She was absent mindedly bouncing around to the music as she tried to coax herself up into a state of being awake. With school starting soon, she could not afford to sleep in too late, so it was time to get herself back into the morning routine.
Barbara Gordon hummed along to the music, only half paying attention to what she was doing as she pranced over to the counter of the Penthouse. She walked over and took out a piece of toast that she had made. Thankfully this time she did not burn it. She had a nasty habit of getting into what she was doing and burning her toast.
Then the redhead got a knife, and added some honey to it. She sat herself down, with a fresh cup of hot coffee as she ate breakfast. The news was half on in the background, she could see a ticker scrolling on the news from the events of Old Gotham last night and the rumors of potential corruption of the Gotham City SWAT.
Given that there were times where her father let some rather cross comments slip about Howard Branden, that was not surprising.
After a nice round of breakfast, she took off her headphones and prepared to get to work. Her laptop was placed out on the table and she smiled, she could get an Internet Connection anywhere in the Tower which was pretty nice. Her blue yes shined with hope that she could get this figured out. She had only been plugging away at this for weeks.
It was the device that Nightwing had left behind weeks back. Frowning, she reminded herself how much of a nightmare the encryption was to break through.
'Let's see if I can have any better luck with you today,' she thought to herself. Perhaps a fresh mind and some breakfast, and the bright sunshine would give her a lot better luck. It was a project to challenge her mind and she appreciated that much.
She hooked up the device and she got some preliminary work, about twenty or so minutes before she heard the sound of voices. Barbara got up to her feet and she spun around, to take a look at the party that was making their way into the Kitchen from what appeared to be the Bathroom.
Diana lead the way, dressed in a white tank top and blue cut off shorts, with no shoes. Her hair was still soaking wet from the bath. Barbara saw that she was not wearing a bra underneath the top, a fact that she and anyone else who might have been looking appreciated.
Dinah was wearing a tight black top along with a black skirt. Her lovely legs were on display and much like Diana, she was not wearing any shoes.
Harry joined them next, he did not have a shirt on, at least not yet, although he had one in his hand. He had a pair of shorts on and was currently drying off of his hair. Barbara kept her eyes locked on the muscular physique of one Harry Potter, to say that she was distracted might be putting things a bit mildly.
Pamela was next, which was not surprising. Barbara knew for a fact that Pamela slept in the Master Bedroom, which was officially Harry's bedroom as well although given that he owned the Penthouse, he could sleep wherever he chose. Never the less, Pamela was wearing a green top that showed off her budding breasts and she also had a pair of tight shorts.
Barbara was standing there; spell bound at the look and suddenly, Pamela's lips found hers with a seering kiss. Her eyes widened as she could not believe what just happened and Pamela gave her a nice slap on her tight ass.
Before she had a chance to recover, Dinah swooped down and gave her another kiss on the lips. Barbara was still in a daze from the first one and she really was being brought into a tender territory. She yelped as Dinah smacked her hard on her tight ass.
Then Diana swooped in on Barbara, which in some ways was a comical sight, given how tall Diana was compared to Barbara. She shook her head casually as the Amazon leaned down and gave Barbara a nice and long kiss on the lips, giving her some tongue. Then her hand groped Barbara's ass which was starting to become a trend, the redhead noticed.
Last, but certainly not least, Harry captured her lips into a burning kiss. He still had his shirt off so that caused Barbara's mind to escalate to complete meltdown mode. She placed her hands on his waist and leaned back, feeling the pleasure of the kiss.
She closed her eyes and smirked but Pamela gave her a raised eyebrow as much regrettably, Harry slipped his shirt back on. She managed to hang her mouth halfway open and stammered out a few words. "So…um….what was that all about."
Pamela managed to smile and Dinah also had a grin on her face as Harry decided to be the one to break the news to her. "Well you are a part of things now and that means kisses….from all of us."
"Which should not be anything new for you," Dinah said with a wink and Pamela had the same knowing smile on her face.
"Details, I must have them," Harry said eagerly and Pamela waved it off.
"Maybe later," she said with a small smile, helping herself to some cereal as she sat down and smiled.
Harry could see that Barbara was on the laptop and she was now muttering to herself. "Okay, you've got to….you've got to work somehow."
"What are you working on?" Harry asked Barbara and the redhead raised half of an eyebrow as she turned towards Harry.
She decided to invent some sort of story, she had no idea why she should, but she momentarily lost her train of thought. Perhaps that was because of Harry wrapping his arm around her waist and kissing the back of her neck. The redhead closed her eyes. "Just a project that I'm working on, the encryption on this….it's incredible, even worse than that asshole Enygma's….something on the Internet, just a hobby."
She slid the device back into her bag, along with her laptop. Whether or not Harry believed her, well that was something that she did not quite get but he did leave the matter to drop, at least for now which she was kind of grateful for. The redhead let out one breath and then let out another breath.
If she had turned around, she could have seen a knowing smile on Harry's face. However all she heard was the next three words. "Well, good luck."
"Thanks," Barbara said, although she thought that she would need more than luck to crack the encryption of that device.
Barbara got up and slipped off into the next room to get dressed the rest of the way. It did not take her more than a moment.
"So, I've got something to show you," Harry said no sooner than Barbara caught her breath and he grabbed her by the hand.
"Well lead the way then," Barbara said as the redhead looked curious. She could never tell half of the time what Harry was up to but she was pretty sure that it would be something amazing. Exactly how amazing it would be, well that was one of those things where she was just going to have to wait and see about.
They were in the elevator and made their way down to the lowest levels of the house. She buzzed with curiosity along with a little bit of excitement.
The next thing Barbara knew, they were at the Parking Garage and what she saw, well that both shocked and excited her at the same time. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw it in the garage and she looked at it, eyes widened.
"And it's all yours."
Barbara opened her mouth as she saw it, it was a shiny purple 1997 Volkswagon New Beetle. She hung her mouth open and words failed her for a few seconds. It took her a few seconds and then she spun around to face Harry, finally taking her eyes away from the car.
"Seriously?"
"Yes, seriously," Harry said with a chuckle as he handed her the knees. "I talked to your father and he agrees that this is the best solution, given that you are taking classes at the University, that will allow you to get from there and to Gotham Academy rather quickly."
Barbara threw her arms around Harry at that moment and this time, she initiated a passionate kiss to thank him.
"Oh, you're quite welcome," Harry said after she broke the kiss which caused Barbara to playfully bop him on the side of the arm.
'So, what did Jonathan think of the new tractor?' Harry thought to Lily. Presently, Lily, Kara, Rose, and the twins were flying back from Smallville.
'Well surprised might not be a word that would describe it,' Lily said casually with a grin 'I think though that a part of him was grateful but it threw him off guard a lot but….you know, I think that there was a part of him who appreciated it, although he's going to have to find a new hobby.'
'Well to be fair, the times that thing was breaking down, I guess that it was long overdue,' Kara said in amusement. Even Clark was wondering why his father didn't give up on the tractor, which really said something. It seemed like everyone but Jonathan agreed that it was time for a change and it was time for a new tractor to be entered into the equation.
Rose had drifted off to sleep and had her head rested on her older sister's lap. Lily had a lap top on the tray of the seat in front of her and was currently making some notes about the school. It was slowly coming together but it was not going to be the easiest thing in the world to mark together, but that was beside the point. The redhead bit down on her lip nervously.
'Another amazing victory for Nightwing the other night,' Amanda said. Quite frankly, she was disappointed that she had burned herself out having taken Lana shopping. Still Kara had managed to fill her in on enough of the details to satisfy herself.
'It was one for the record books,' Faora agreed after a moment as she placed her hands on the side of her head.
'From what I was able to tell, it really was,' Donna concluded with a wide grin on her face.
'It was,' Diana confirmed as she decided that she would fill them in on the blow by blow account, with Dinah contributing where she could.
'Wow, just wow,' Amanda said after a moment when the story was concluded and that was a statement that was appreciated.
'Wish that I had not been preoccupied, although there's a lot of work left to do," Astoria said as she crossed her arms over her chest and was disappointed.
'I'm sure that there's going to be plenty of other opportunities,' Ginny thought to Astoria and the blonde could appreciate that point one hundred percent of the way. She crossed her arms and prepared for the next step in her plans.
'So, I think that word of Nightwing reaching far and wide would be a good thing, as Harry would have plenty more fans,' Gabrielle said and Fleur chimed in.
'Exactly what I was going to say,' Fleur said and there was much agreement.
The group on the plane arrived at the Airport and they were surprised to see two separate groups of individuals that were waiting for them.
The first group contained Harry, Diana, Karen, Faora, and Jaime, which did make some sense, because they needed to fly back to Metropolis to conduct some business and they would be met there.
The second group of individuals was Harrison, Nyssa, Lavender, Bella, Circe, and Morgaine.
'So what brings you lot here?' Rose asked, curious, she had not known anything about this and there was a lot of things that the other group did not know about.
'Got some business to take care of,' Harrison thought to them. 'Figured that we would meet you here. We've got to head off to New York anyway, and then we got to pick Mari up on the way back to England. Figured that we would conduct some business on the plane.'
'Or an orgy,' Bellatrix chimed in helpfully.
'Or both,' Lavender concluded, she could in fact multi task and sometimes it was good to mix things up.
The moment that she saw Harry, Kara zoomed towards him at the force of a speeding bullet and knocked him against the limo, nearly tipping the limo over when he hit it, and she gave him a rather energetic kiss, much to the amusement of the assembled group involved.
"No, bad, Kara, bad," Harry said as he blocked her further attempts to kiss him and Kara had a pouty expression on her face. Thankfully Jaime and Karen had the presence of mind to perform a handy charm to keep the limo from tipping although the situation would have bad. He looked Kara firmly in the eye and gave her a nice slap across the ass which caused her to yelp. "When we get back, you're going to get a proper spanking."
Perhaps this did not give Kara the proper motivation against his for there was a bit too much eagerness in her eyes for Harry's liking but the twins edged over, pouting and looking at their brother.
'Hey no fair….' Emily thought.
'Save some for us…' Amanda continued as she rushed over but Lily had side stepped her daughters, essentially cock blocking them and she smashed her lips onto Harry's with a searing kiss.
The kiss was so hot that they were momentarily distracted and it was something that aroused by all. Rose decided to take Lily's place which caused the twins to fold their arms and they made pouty faces, stamping their feet for a moment.
'Oh that's really fucking mature,' Ginny thought.
'Oh look who's talking,' Astoria thought back to her.
'Silence!" Ginny snapped and there was laughter from all of who listened in.
Amanda and Emily figured out that Harrison was there. Of course, the fact that he was Harry, with a slightly different coat of paint, was something that they reminded themselves of.
Harrison caught Amanda in his arms and he gave her a deep kiss, which the girl returned eagerly. The original dupe dug his tongue in her mouth and it was a battle between the two.
Emily was not going to wait long for her turn as she threw her arms around Harrison. While she could not match her sister's actions for sheer intensity, she thought that she pretty much gave it as good of a go as she could all things considered. Harrison lifted her off of the ground and gave her a toe curling kiss that caused sensations that were very pleasurable to blast through her mind.
Amanda and Emily finally got their turn with the Prime model of Harry and they felt that they were just getting warmed up, saving the best for him. Not that they did not half ass the efforts with Harrison, but now that they were with Harry, that gave them a chance to step up their game.
Harrison greeted Lily and Rose and it was a fairly energetic greeting to say the least, with both sides enjoying the time that was spent with each other.
After some small talk, Karen and Faora joined Harrison's group on heading onto the plane, while Harry and the others made their way to the limo, ready to go out, with Harry giving Kara the eye that indicated that he was not going to forget what happened.
Kara was both equal parts excited and scared, which was exactly the reaction that Harry was going to accomplish. She wondered if he would follow through on his threats and she was not going to lay, the thought of it…..well it was arousing.
"So, you've got business in the States?" Faora asked as she sat down on the jet with Harrison who smiled. "Best, I can tell, it's been a very interesting couple of weeks for you, well on both sides of the Pond."
Faora knew what Harrison was and she knew what Har-Zod was. Well they were essentially both Har-Zod, but Harrison had been apart from the Prime Model for long enough that he lived a life of his own. The fact of the matter was that they would always be the same but they would also have enough differences that would be different.
In other words, it was a confusing paradox.
Plus Harrison never merged with the Hallows, so he was different in that way. Although that might not have been the smartest move in hindsight but as Peve mentioned, they did not know until it happened, what would happen.
"From what I could tell, it's hard to figure out which of the two of us are living the more interesting life," Harrison said and there was no question about what he was saying. Faora nodded in agreement. "And Prime does have a head start being in the center of Gotham City, where weird shit is the fact of life."
"He does indeed," Nyssa agreed as she had stuck to the shadows. She understood that there was going to be some fallout from her father's plans.
"So how are your projects coming along over here?" Harrison asked.
"Funnily enough I was wanting to get an update on your end as well," Faora stated and Harrison just smiled. "But I'll go first."
"It would be an honor," Harrison said as he casually waved things through. While they worked on different projects in different areas, it was still a good thing to meet up with each other and compare notes because sometimes the projects completely overlapped.
"The Red Sun is looking about ready to launch," Faora told Harrison and he smiled. "November is the targeted date but a press conference is coming soon, maybe on the 15th."
"Figured that things would be starting soon," Harrison said
"Yes," Karen picked up with a smile on her face. "The Laptop and the Tablet are also on schedule, a bit head actually but we figure, we just let the Red Sun pick up the necessary buzz. Get the name out there, get people talking, get people actually wanting to buy our product."
"Do you still have the problem with the CPU overheating?" Harrison asked, not that he was any closer to figuring out that one himself but he wanted to see how close they were to figuring out the situation.
Harry actually chimed in through the link. 'I read a paper by Victor and Nora Fries, they might hold the situation but the problem is….they work with GothCorp.'
'Say no more,' Harrison said, he shared Harry's mutual discussion for GothCorp and their business practices.
'So, I guess that unless we can muster together some solution and make it look like it's not based on what they are doing, it's a no go,' Jaime thought in a despondent voice and that was something that was agreed by all.
'About figured as much,' Harrison thought once again. Charlotte and Lucretia, they are still working on the project. We can't really throw it out on the market until we have a good idea of the long term side effects that there are.'
'Yes, there are potential liability issues that we have to hash out and we need to run some more tests to see if they have any negative reactions to established medication,' Charlotte thought. Even though it was a magical solution to a very common Muggle problem, they have to keep with the legal implications.
"I also got some designs that I want some feedback on," Lavender said as she rummaged through her bag, which was charmed to hold far more than it should. Then again, that was the magic of magic. "Especially given that some of these designs are to fit the well-endowed."
"So you're going to use me as a test dummy, aren't you?" Karen asked and Lavender nodded.
"Well you are the poster girl for the well-endowed," Lavender said as she shamelessly stared at Karen's cleavage. "We also should stop at the lingerie store…..you know….for some inspiration, although…."
Lavender gave Harrison a gaze and he understood fully what that meant. She had often hinted that Harrison should just go with it and buy the store and he wondered if she had a good point. Actually it was obvious she did.
"Well, if you be good," Harrison said as he leaned forward and gave Lavender a quick kiss to the lips which she returned hungrily.
Harrison looked over his shoulder and gave Faora a smile as he motioned for her to follow him into the cockpit.
"Put the plane on autopilot," Harrison told Zinda.
"At once, sir," Zinda agreed as she did as she was told and Harrison grabbed Faora and kissed her, the gesture which the woman returned.
As she mentioned, it was still Har-Zod, albeit one that lived an alternate life. His hands were just as talented, as he cupped her breasts and felt around her body. Her pussy heated up and Zinda watched this erotic display, and she was sure that she was not the only one who would want to join in.
Fleur and Harry hung out in what was dubbed as the Gate Room in the Sub-Basement of the Manor. This was the one point in Gotham City that connected the Castle with Gotham City. As Peve pointed out, it was not a good idea to have too many gates in the same general area. They could all conflict with each other, and boom time and space just collapses upon itself just like that.
It wasn't that much of a problem, they could drive from the Penthouse to Blackgate Manor or teleport from both places. It did not really matter all that much. Given that Harry and many of the girls divided their time, it was not that big of a problem.
"I still think people are baffled why I'm your maid," Fleur said and Harry smiled. Both of them were speaking in French to each other. "I mean, I was a Triwizard Champion, one of the top students in my school, and….."
"Yes, I'm sure that has raised a few eyebrows for some people, but you know what, fuck some people," Harry said and Fleur smiled.
"Charming as always but true, very true," Fleur said as she shook her head. "Besides, it is something that I want to do."
"And you're a kinky witch who has fantasized about this for ages," Harry whispered to her and Fleur smiled as she wrapped her arms around Harry.
"That too, that too," Fleur said with a grin and she had one of those guilty as charged type expressions on her face. "Plus, it gives me something to do and everyone needs a hobby and I have to say, I wear the skirt so well."
"That is something that I don't think anyone in their right mind would disagree with," Harry told Fleur and her bright smile got even brighter.
"I could do a lot of other things but the pressure is on," she concluded as she smiled. "I don't know, being your maid….it's just so liberating."
Fleur was not going to deny that she got off being submissive to the only man in the world that dominated her. Every other man who had been near her, they had been intimidated. Even with her allure dialed back to like a three or whatever they wanted to measure it, there was still some amount of intimidation that could be given.
The gate slowly opened up and the sight that they saw was amazing. A gorgeous sixteen year old blonde popped out of the gate. She had long blonde hair that was silvery and extended past her shoulders to her ass and quite the ass she had on her as well. She wore a white dress that clung tightly to every curve of her body, which she had filled out. She looked like Fleur's twin more or less, maybe about a head shorter, but all of the amazing curves, the tight ass was there. She had bags in her arms but they dropped down to the ground.
The next thing Harry knew, her arms wrapped around his neck and she planted a searing kiss on his lips, a gesture which Harry returned. Their tongues battled together with each other as Harry nearly lifted her a few inches off of the ground. She hungrily sucked on his lower lip and ran her hands down his back as she broke away.
"Oh, marvelous, marvelous as always," she purred and she turned around, to lock eyes with her sister. "Fleur, I think that I need to freshen up a little bit, would you care to join me?"
Fleur smiled knowingly and sauntered off, swaying her ass all of the way and Gabrielle shook her head. Locking eyes with Harry, she raised her hand and smacked her sister hard on her tight ass which caused the blonde to yelp a little bit.
There was a moan that escaped her lips and Harry wondered what they were up to. He suspected that he would figure out in a short amount of time but right now he had to sit down and take a nice look at what was in the paper today.
As he suspected, Branden was found on the GCPD building. He looked shook up, although being a hard ass that he was, he tried to maintain the illusion that he was not out of his mind. Harry smiled in amusement, that was something that he was amused by.
Then there were more sightings throughout the night during the gang violence of Batman and the Ninja. The Nightwing name had not caught on completely full scale to the press, although some reports dubbed him as Nightwing and others had just dubbed him as the ninja. This particular paper was adamant that the sightings were that of the mysterious ninja. Then Harry noticed something extremely interesting.
'Hey, Dinah, looks like they know the Black Canary is back in business,' Harry thought.
'Well took me a couple of missions to fully make an impact, but I guess it was hard to avoid with all of those eye witness accounts,' Dinah thought, she could not really help being all that pleased with herself, the grin coming from ear to ear on her face.
Harry flipped through the paper and he got more information regarding the events of that night. It was a fairly interesting little lead up to say the least and he could see two figures that were standing there in the bedroom. The sight was something that was purely magical to say the least and he could not keep his eyes off of what he saw.
Fleur stood there, making sure she presented herself front and center. She was in a skimpy set of blue lingerie that barely covered her amazing body. And she had the works on. The blue bra could barely contain her massive breasts, with a garter belt adding to the allure. She had a pair of blue thong panties that adhered to her skin, and then she wore a pair of stockings. In fact, the lingerie appeared to be about a size too small, not that Harry was complaining about that fact at all.
Gabrielle looked equally as beautiful as her sister, standing there in blue lingerie that also did a wonderful job of covering her body, alongside a bright smile.
"Harry," she purred and Harry walked over, taking a girl on each arm and ushering them into the bedroom. It did take a couple more moments than it normally might have, given the fact that the Veela sisters took turns kissing Harry and trying to outdo each other, along with stripping off his clothes, revealing his muscular body and something else as well.
Fleur was in Harry's arms as he pushed her back on the bed, and Gabrielle dove down between Harry's legs.
Vicki Vale was one to always pounce upon a potential story like a shark smelling blood and she edged forward, trying to find out what was happening. The woman stepped forward and had a meeting with a certain Harvey Dent. If anyone knew where the bodies were buried in the GCPD, Dent could at least point her in the right direction. Or at least towards where she could stick her nose towards some incriminating information.
He was a respected member of Internal Affairs and none of the potential shady rumors that trailed some of the other members of the GCPD stalked around Mr. Dent.
Vicki stood in the elevator, humming underneath her breath as she was nearly on her way up to where she was going. The reporter checked herself out in the pocket mirror that she had, making sure that her hair and makeup was just right. She was dressed in a blouse that was not tacky enough to be considered trampy but at the same time, it gave people a hint of what she had to offer. She wore a jacket that fit snugly around her shoulders and the skirt….well the skirt added to things, that was for sure. The skirt stretched down an inch past her stocking clad legs.
'Okay, do or die time,' she thought to herself and she hoped that with the GCPD and the way it was, the next story about her would not be about her potential obituary.
The next moment, Vicki ran face to face with Harvey Dent.
"You know, after the events last night, I would think that you would not be brazen enough to be up here," Dent said as he looked at her. There was an unsaid statement that there were many in the department that would have liked to see Vicki at the bottom of a river, with Branden at the top of the list.
"Actually, I was just hoping for a few quick words with you, if you don't mind," Vicki said and there was a moment where Dent looked at her and Vicki decided to press on. "Just five minutes of your time, I swear, then I'll leave and let the matter drop."
She could almost see Dent mulling over the options in his mind and he eyed her, swallowing the lump in his throat and he nodded his head, speaking in the gruffest tone that he could imagine. He crossed his arms over his chest and nodded.
"Five minutes, I'll be back in ten, but wait outside of my office," Dent told her firmly and Vicki nodded.
No sooner did Dent leave, Vicki made her way towards the area of his office, a brilliant stroke of inspiration visiting her as she stopped in front of the office in front of a very haggard looking secretary.
"Hello, I'm Vicki Vale," she told the secretary on the outside. The girl looked like she was only half awake and had barely shaken the cobwebs after a long night.
"Oh, yes, the news reporter," the secretary said and Vicki could sense the disinterest rolling off of the girl's voice. Be that as it may, she pressed onward and smiled.
"So….I'm looking to speak to Mr. Dent, he actually agreed to answer a few questions and he told me that I should stay out of everyone's way, if I just waited in his office," Vicki said and the secretary nodded as she unlocked Mr. Dent's office and decided to back to her computer and continue to play mindsweeper in a mind numbed state.
Vicki entered the office, it was practical, nothing really too extraordinary or personal, except for the photo of Dent and his wife that was on the corner of his desk. However, after the events of the previous evening, it appeared that Dent had not put away certain files.
'Hmmm, what do we have here?' Vicki thought as she plopped herself into Dent's office chair and saw the files on his desk.
She saw the file on Branden that was displayed in the most prominence and given what she learned last night, Vicki was not surprised what happened. Branden was as dirty as they came and just by listening to him, that much was proven.
Then there was James Arnold Flass, who had had rumored to been in some shady dealings himself. Vicki was really not surprised to see him on Dent's radar either. She would have to look into him a bit closer herself but his name did come up in several investigations.
Then there was Commissioner Gillian Loeb and Vicki could not help but have a smirk visit her face. Naturally this guy would be on the radar for everyone and he was the biggest enabler to police corruption that she could ever imagine.
Harvey Bullock was another one and he looked like a dirty cop, although there were conflicting reports about him. He was a cop that looked dirty but was actually on the level and then there were those who accused him of being on the take just like everyone else. If there were any smoke to those fires, well Vicki could see why they would investigate Bullock.
Then the final file, well shocking would not even begin to describe what she discovered in that file. It was a police file regarding James Gordon. Vicki could tell with her own eyes that Gordon had hero cop written all over him and in fact, he was the golden boy to the media.
'Then again, the brighter the photo, the darker the negative,' she thought to herself and wished that she had some more time to nose around but the door creaked open and Harvey Dent looked at Vicki.
"I thought I told you to wait outside," he said gruffly and Vicki gave one of her winning smiles but Dent did not buy it for a second.
"I guess I must have misheard you," Vicki said, shrugging with a nonchalant smile on her face. "So, you told me that I could have five minutes, right?"
Kara swallowed rather nervously as Harry had let anticipation build up in her for a while. She understood that she might have taken things one step too far but one could not really fault her for being passionate. Still the fact that Harry did not do something right away might have been a tad bit worse if he had done something right away. The blonde nervously shifted, hoping that Harry would turn up and all…..well most, would have been forgiven. She waited patiently, wondering what was going to happen next.
'Okay, this is far worse than waiting, perhaps he's just messing with my head, it's not going to end up that bad, everything's just going to be just fine, ' Kara thought nervously and a bit sheepishly as she watched the door carefully. 'I didn't do anything that bad, and maybe if I apologize….maybe things would be fine….but it really depends on what he does. I'm not sure if it's going to be that much of a punishment if I enjoy it. '
That was something that might have given her a bit more hope, that gave her strength, that gave her the determination necessary.
She looked out the window, with her legs crossed and then the door opened. Harry arrived and he was carrying a black bag in his hand. The blonde tried to scan it with her X-Ray vision, curiosity getting the better of her but she found herself stone walled, unable to lock onto what was in the bag.
Maybe that was for the best, the blonde let out one sigh as she waited to see what Harry would do next. His green eyes fixed onto hers and she gulped….she was not going to lie, she did feel a tiny bit….maybe more than a tiny bit, she felt completely intimidated by what Harry could do to her and that was something that excited her.
"So, thank you for waiting for me. "
That casual statement could surely not help her mood. Kara half raised an eyebrow and she looked at him. "Um, hi Harry, how are you doing? "
Harry nodded in response as he sat down next to her "Pretty good actually, productive day, and I can see that you're doing well yourself. That's never a bad thing, isn't it? "
Dare she hope?
There was no feedback from the bond traffic to reassure her, so Kara felt that things became a bit more eerie and fairly more unsettling.
"So the summer is almost over, "Harry told her and Kara started to laugh, feeling a bit more at ease. "I'm sure that you're looking forward to getting back to school. "
"Yes, so much to do, not a lot of time to do it," Kara said nodding in agreement. "Media relations, it's very interesting and I swear you almost have to be super powered to keep up with everything that's happening. "
"Well, you would be more than up for the task, "Harry agreed with her as he leaned back and he casually placed his arm around her waist. "And you are a valuable member of this Collective and you have a lot to contribute, as your strengths are many. But I don't need to tell you that. "
Kara smiled, she was looking forward to contributing to the empire that Har-Zod was building. The world would be a better place. It might not be ready for all of the gifts that he would give them just yet.
"They really are abundant, aren't they? "
Harry smiled "As they always are, but then again, I know something about having skills that are pretty abundant"
'Well we are the epitome of all things that are modest, aren't we? ' Faora chimed in briefly from the bond link.
'You would know better than anyone else when someone has a lack of modesty, wouldn't you? ' Karen suggested coyly.
'I would have to concur, ' Diana remarked in a dry voice.
'Yes, she does really tend to be one that is not that modest when it all boils down to things, ' Rose agreed.
'Absolutely, ' The twins chimed in, in unison.
Faora just raised one hand to the side of her face and gave an epic palm to it.
Kara bit down on her lip but she turned towards Harry. "So….what's in the bag? "
Kara regretted asking this question almost immediately after it spilled out of her mouth but she could tell help herself. There was a type of natural curiosity that burned through her eyes.
"I'm so glad that you asked, " Harry said to her and he locked eyes onto her. The type of gaze that Harry gave her, well it was one to cause a little bit of nervousness in this particular female. She wondered…..in some events she dreaded what was going to happen.
Yet, her time was not about to come yet, in fact, Harry was doing a remarkable job in dragging out her torment a little bit more. The blonde could feel frustrating burning through her eyes.
"I believe you recall what I promised you earlier, " Harry said to her with a smile. Kara's eyes widened and he placed a hand firmly on her thigh. "And as you know, I'm a man that always keeps my promises, no matter what."
Kara gulped at the thought, and she also got excited. It was almost time, she could feel it. The time for small talk was over. Harry very nearly let her think that he had forgotten about it, but Harry was blessed with the extraordinary ability to recall a lot. There was no way whatsoever that he would have forgotten about something like that.
"Remove your skirt, "Harry told her and Kara, nervously reached towards the back of her skirt, pulling it down. There was something in his eyes that indicated that he was going to enjoy this and Kara was not going to lie, she was going to enjoy it as well. "And the panties as well, I don't want you to wear anything from the waist up."
Kara pulled her panties down as well, revealing her shapely ass and smooth sex. The blonde blinked for a moment and Harry reached into the mystery black bag. She felt something stir in her.
'Well, now you're going to know how it feels on the other end, 'Donna crowed as she saw the paddle that was in his hands.
'Donna, there is no need to be cruel, 'Diana said to her sister.
'Oh yes there is, 'Donna chirped in and there was a long sigh by all. 'Kara, my love, you're about to get a mark on your ass. '
Kara laid herself on Harry's lap as the paddle was reinforced by magical energy. There was something that tingled within her and Harry raised the paddle.
CRACK!
The paddle connected with Kara's backside, causing her to whimper in a combination of pleasure and pain. She could tell that the paddle was magically reinforced and it let the message sink in just a little bit.
CRACK!
The paddle once again bounced off of her tight ass and Kara bit down on her lip. She could barely let the pleasure escape her mouth but Harry rubbed her ass a little bit. She could feel it grow sore.
"One would almost think that you're getting off on that, "Harry whispered in her ear and that caused juices to drip from Kara, staining the carpet.
She was paddled unmercifully and it hit her ass. The blonde tried to finger herself to get some relief but found that her hands were also bound, she was unable to move.
"I think that you might have learned your lesson, " Harry said and Kara nodded eagerly. Her nods were a bit too eager for Harry's liking, so he frowned. "Well, I disagree. It's time for step two of your punishment. Step one is now over. "
Kara grew nervous, if that was step one, what was step two of her punishment. He gave her one final whack on the ass for good measure and then she was set up on the bed, her reddened ass bared into the air. Her hands were still tied.
Harry whispered in her ear. "You won't be able to pleasure your pussy and I won't touch it either, I'm going to continue to take it out on your pretty little ass. "
He empathized that last word with a sharp smack on it which caused her pussy to twitch but no one was touching it. Kara's hands were still bound and unable to pleasure herself. Her ass was there and ready for Harry to take out all of his aggressions on.
Selina left the Cat's Cradle Club close to midnight at night. The truth was that things had grown pretty quiet, and that was fine. After the Battle For Old Gotham, she could use some downtime.
Holly joined her and walked off to her side behind her. "So, everything is going smoothly. But I wonder if the goods will still be delivered….and you know it's too quiet out here. You think that there would be something up."
Selina shrugged her shoulders and kept moving next to Holly. The two women were going to make their way to the train which was going to take them home. It was pretty much a straight shot on the way back, no question about it.
On the train, they rode in silence, not making any eye contact with the unsavory people on the train. Selina thought that the renovations of the club were going well then again she trusted that Harry would know what he was doing. The thought of him put a bit of a smile on her face that was not going off pretty soon.
"Let's try and get home without incident, "Selina said and Holly nodded. "I don't want anyone think that we're easy targets but….given all the shit that went down the other night, I don't want to be someone who is going to be pushed around. Keep your eyes peeled."
She agreed as she had her eyes opened and her head up, ready to defend herself at a moment's notice. In Gotham City, a seemingly innocent sound could in fact be the death knell that could cause horror to reign supreme in their eyes. So the two females were keeping rather calm as they made their way home. Their hearts beat a steady beat as they kept walking, taking the beaten path on the way home.
So far so good, and Holly and Selina both were happy that they were about ready to get home without any problems or at least very few problems.
Well that was until they ran smack dab into a group of thugs. The two females raised their eyebrows. They were some greasy looking motherfuckers and not too bright at all. The leader of the pack decided to make the crude remark to Selina.
"Hello baby, you look like you're someone who is in need of a good time," he said with an ugly leer in his eyes and Selina scoffed as she folded her arms, shaking her head in abject disgust. "And I can show you a really good time….both of you…for a price."
"You don't want to go down that road," Selina warned them, as she was about ready to bare her claws out them.
"Come on, baby, just a little bit, you don't know what you're missing," the thug said as he made a lewd gesture with his hand and his buddies laughed. Selina stepped back along with Holly, hoping that they would be smart enough to take the hint. However, the group stepped forward. "Or we could have this one, she looks like she has a lot of spunk in her. And she'll have even more spunk in her after I'm done with her."
Holly crossed her arms with a frown and being a former boxer, she prepared to assume the position to defend herself. The thug reached forward to Selina which in turn was a mistake as she kicked him in the face hard. The heel on her shoe sliced open a large cut underneath his eye and caused blood to splatter in every direction possible.
"YOU STUPID CUNT! I DON'T NEED TO TAKE YOU ALIVE!'
Needless to say, this gentleman was pissed off and he did not care who knew it right about now. He scrambled to his feet and he motioned for his men to go for the two girls. Their wallets would have done nicely, but now these bitches needed to be taught a lesson.
Holly managed to punch one of them out before they grabbed her.
Selina went over, fighting through them, scratching, biting, doing whatever she could but she was grabbed.
The click of the gun could be heard and Selina thought that they were just going to blow her head off right there. If she was going to go down, she was going to go down swinging.
It turned out that she did not really need to as there was the sound of the gun being yanked from the hand of the thug. The thug went spiraling down to the ground, going head over heels.
Holly blinked for a few seconds and she saw the same thing that Selina did. The razor sharp focus of the individual took out the thugs before they had any chance to blink.
Like many gangs did, Selina knew that they went for quantity over quality and this figure in the shadows, she could see him move with expert ability. Her mind did take a bit of time to process what was occurring off to the distance. The goons did not stand a chance against him as he moved with fluid ability.
'Well this was unexpected, 'she thought and then she saw Holly's mouth hang halfway open, which kind of amused her for numerous reasons. The woman placed her hands on her hips and kept her stance steady.
"Damn, "Holly murmured and if that was not a sentiment that was shared by Selina, she did not know what was. The woman watched as the mysterious ninja finished off in the shadows.
The woman kept her eyes locked onto him, and she would have to say, that he was fairly inspiring. The glimpse that she caught of him in those tight leather pants was something that was even more awe inspiring as well. He took them out like they were nothing and he looked pretty good at doing it.
"Meow," Selina murmured to herself but she blinked and seconds later, she realized that Nightwing was in fact gone without a trace.
The thugs would remember their….encounter with the vigilante, even long after the broken bones and nasty cuts healed. Selina was about ready to call the GCPD but found out that was not entirely needed. They were on the scene now.
To Be Continued.