Jailbreak: an Arkham Asylum story

Summary: The villains of Arkham have escaped and now run the prison. Several heroes and heroines will try to regain control but might find the villains inside are there for a reason.

Warning: This story features rape, graphic violence and character death.


Part 1

Starring

Oliver Queen

Poison Ivy


Oliver Queen's eyes flickered and he shook his head to clear his mind. He was groggy but seemed to recall a woman, Poison Ivy, standing over him surrounded by a mass of writhing plants as he lost consciousness. He remembered, entering the prison to try and help get it back under control. He had turned the corner and was met with a wall of writhing plants which immediately told him who he was encountering. Several vines tried to grab him but he managed to dodge them until a large plume of spores enveloped him and he felt dizzy. Then he woke up here.

Looking around, things did not seem to have improved much for him.

The room he found himself in was even more overgrown with plant life than prior. It was a veritable jungle and just as hot, moist, and steamy. From floor to ceiling and wall to wall the room was filled with all sorts of plants; grass and leafy shrubs covered the floor, trees seemed to have rooted and reached the top and all around large vines and plants he had never seen before filled the space. The area Oliver sat was a small clearing in the middle of the room, but otherwise he was surrounded by a wall of various shades of green. Strands of light streamed through the small spaces between branches and vines giving the room a ghostly glow.

And even more disturbing, most of the plants were writhing and moving seemingly of their own accord.

Oliver now realized he was totally nude having been apparently stripped of his uniform and weapons while unconscious. He was kneeling and tried to move but could not. Heavy vines wrapped his biceps holding his arms firm and smaller but no less strong ones wrapped his wrists, pinning them as well. Both arms were pulled behind him and held there. Try as he might to break free, the vines would not give way. More plant strands wrapped his waist and thighs and ankles. Another one wound around his throat. He was completely immobile; a few minutes of struggling proved how fruitless it was.

"Oh good…" a female's lilting voice spoke to him.

As he turned, the plants parted and a woman, Poison Ivy, sauntered towards him.

…"you're awake. This wouldn't be much fun if you weren't."

"IVY! Let me go now you psycho!" he yelled at her.

As she approached, Oliver realized that she too, just like him, was totally naked, she was even barefoot. Her long red hair seemed to flow around her like it had a life of its own. Her green skin was glistening with droplets of sweat from the heat. The room was like a sauna.

"Now, now," she touched his shoulder and ran her finger across his muscled body, "no reason to be rude."

Oliver seemed to calm somewhat, "Look, Ivy," he was panting from his failed escape attempt," think about this. Just let me go. I won't hurt you. But you need to stop this."

The woman knelt in from of him, running her hands up and down his face, neck and shoulders sensually.

"Oh, I have thought about this my dear Ollie, for a long time in fact. I mean do you know how long I've been locked up in here? Hmmmm? I mean don't get me wrong, I do enjoy female companionship but a girl can only go so long without some dick and if you think I'm going to fuck the losers in here, you've got another thing coming."

As she spoke the vines around Oliver tightened, constricting his body to the point he was afraid she was going to kill him. But then the ones around his thighs pulled outward, widening his legs.

"Let's see what we have to work with shall we?" Ivy cooed.

As she spoke, the vines lifted Oliver from the floor and brought him up so his groin was at Ivy's eye level.

Reaching out, she took his cock in her hand and seemed to be examining his manhood. Before he could protest, a large vine extended down from overhead. The end of this one though was different. It had a bulbous head, like a large multi-petal flower. The vine wrapped around Ivy, seeming to caress her.

"That's it my love."

He realized she was not speaking to him but to the plant. Holding his cock, the head of the flower slipped down and over his penis, enveloping it.

"Wait, Ivy, wait…what do you…UUGGGHHHHH!"

Oliver couldn't continue speaking as he felt the plant head begin to suckle hard on his cock. The inside was wet and soft and began to pump his organ.

"Oooooo," Ivy purred, "Like that Ollie?"

A minute went by as the plant head sucked and pumped his cock hard. Finally, it relented and released from some unseen command from its master.

"Let's take another look shall we?" Ivy said as she reached down to his manhood.

"My, my, my, someone is a big boy."

Ivy seemed pleased with the size of his sex organ, "Not bad Ollie but I must say, I've seen better," she told him with a raised eyebrow and a smirk, "Perhaps you still need a little encouragement."

Before Oliver could protest, Ivy raised her hand and blew a soft kiss at him. As she did, a puff of spores sailed up and he had no choice but to breathe them in.

"What? What did you do to me?"

Ivy just smiled and didn't reply as she waited for the effects to kick in. After a few seconds, his face changed as he seemed to sense something.

"Wha…oh no…" he muttered as he felt pressure between his legs.

"GRRRRRR...HHHUUUUHHHHHH!" Oliver began to grunt as he fought the toxin now spreading through him.

Ivy began to laugh as Oliver looked down and saw his cock beginning to swell. Already erect from the combination of the heat, the plant giving him head and Ivy's female attributes on display, his cock began to grow even more. Never lacking in the endowment department, Oliver was not the biggest of men but also certainly above average. But as he watched, his cock began to elongate and thicken unnaturally.

"What did you do to me?" he snarled at her.

"I just gave you a little enhancement of a chemical nature. Isn't it amazing what nature can do for a body? Oh, but don't worry, my drugs are all natural."

As she spoke, they both watched as Oliver's cock continued to expand stopping only once it reached nearly ten inches in length. The shaft was now noticeable thicker and wrung with a heavy crisscross of veins. Reaching in, Ivy took him in her hand and felt his organ.

"Now, isn't that better," she said smirking and clearly enjoying toying with him.

Grabbing the shaft, she squeezed hard. After a slight give of the outer flesh, she smiled as his cock was like steel.

"Ivy…I-I don't kn-know what you plan to do…"

Ivy laughed out loud, "Really? You really can't figure it out Ollie? My you are a rube aren't you?"

The plants brought the emerald archer down so he was eye to eye with his tormentor. Reaching up, she took a handful of Oliver's hair and yanked his head back hard to stare into his eyes from only inches away, "Well to be clear my dear, I intend to fuck the ever loving shit out of you."

Just then Oliver felt another sensation as another vine, very thin but strong, began to wrap itself around the base of his cock. Once it had circled him several times, he constricted hard causing Oliver's face to twist as he felt the pressure. Tightening, it sank into the meat of his manhood tight.

"SHIT!" he cried out as he felt the discomfort of the pressure.

"Good, now we don't have to worry about you losing my toy until I've had my fill," Ivy literally purred ash she said the word 'fill' as she stood and stretched her arms over her head putting her full body on display. Oliver realized the plant was acting as a cock ring to prevent his erection from deflating even if he climaxed.

Oliver began to move again, helpless in the plants grasp. The vines tiled him backward, bringing his body parallel with the floor and about four feet off it. The strands pulled his arms behind him and held them fast as they also bent his legs behind him, touching his heels to his buttocks and holding them as well.

Oliver found himself lying back staring up at the ceiling and completely helpless with his cock pointed straight up. Ivy stood next to him, letting her eyes run up and down the length of his body like he was a slab of meat. Stepping to his head, she bent forward, leaning down over his face and ran her fingers down his body, digging her nails into his skin hard enough to leave red marks. As she did, her breasts fell on either side of his face rubbing his cheeks.

"Iv-Ivy, think about this," he tried to keep the air of pleading from his voice from under her tits.

Looking down into his eyes, "Oh I have Ollie, for years in fact."

She emphasized the point by kissing Oliver deeply. Suddenly, Ivy swung around Oliver, stepped onto a large vine anchoring him, and swung up onto his body, straddling him. Raising her body up, she positioned herself over his organ. Not even needing her hands to hold his cock as the vines did that for her, she slowly lowered herself onto him and let the tip slip inside her cunt.

"Oh Fuck!" she cried out as she felt herself being pried apart by his manhood. Ivy let herself slid down Oliver's cock, "Oh shit Ollie, your dick is incredible."

Ivy seemed already on the verge of orgasm as she took nearly his entire length inside her. As Oliver looked up, he watched as two small vines snaked their way towards her. Wrapping up and around her body, the tips found their way to her breasts and wrapped around her nipples and seemed to tighten, pinching them off. Ivy gasped in pleasure as they did.

Anchoring her feet on the sides of Oliver, she began to hump his cock with increasing speed, letting her pussy slip up and then back down his shaft. It was not long, less than a minute, before Ivy's face and breathing showed she was already nearly orgasmic.

"Oh fuck!" she panted as her head was back with her eyes closed as she worked her hips back and forth. The villainess began humping him wildly as a thicker vine reached down and wrapped around Ivy's throat. Oliver watched with shock as it began to constrict, choking her. Ivy's face began to turn red as her airflow was cut off but clearly she was enjoying the experience which seemed heightened by the lack of oxygen.

"UGH, UGH, oh fuck…OH…GOOODDDDDD!" she screamed as a full-fledged orgasm tore through her.

Ivy kept riding him as she was lost in pleasure the vines working her nipples, clit, and choking her to increase her sensations. Finally, after another minute, she collapsed and the vines let her go as her orgasm seemed to pass. Ivy looked down on him with a smile and lifted herself off his organ, causing him to flinch from the sensitivity. She was panting heavily and sweating.

"Oh man, thanks for that Oliver. That was so good. I really needed that."

As she spoke, the vines holding Oliver began to shift and he breathed a sigh of relief at the thought of being released. But after a few seconds, he realized his arms and legs were still bound by the plants and he was simply being repositioned.

"Ivy! Let me go! You got what you wanted."

"What I wanted Ollie? Really?" she laughed, "You have no fucking idea what I want!."

Oliver did not like the tone in her voice as she spoke. At the same time, he was turned over and was now being held facing down, his body flat to the floor, suspended by the plants around his waist and torso. His arms were still bound behind his back and his legs were likewise bent at the knee and secured. Ivy was standing to his side and he watched as the vines around her began to move around her as well.

At first the hero didn't know what was happening but then it became clear. The plants wrapped around her waist and thighs. Then out from between her legs protruded a large length of plant. It was bent upward and well over a foot long and as thick as a sizeable cucumber and ended in a large bulbous head. Oliver couldn't help but think it looked like a dildo and then realized that was exactly what it was.

As Ivy moved behind him, the plants moved with her, allowing her to walk freely. He felt he hands on his butt cheeks, pulling them open.

"Ohhhh," she cooed, "that looks virgin."

Oliver realized what she intended to do and began to struggle futilely.

"IVY!" he yelled, "WHAT THE FUCK! STOP!"

Ivy just laughed and positioned the tip of her plant cock against his asshole.

"It's better if you don't clinch Ollie…trust me…I know."

"NO IVY DON'T…"

As Oliver Queen screamed in protest, Ivy grabbed him by the hips and thrust her hips forward. At the same time, the plants holding him, moved his entire body backwards with ease and impaled him on Ivy's male simulating sex organ.

"GGGGRRRRAAAAHHHHH!" Oliver screamed as he was anally violated for the first time in his life. Sure he had taken a finger in there occasionally, but nothing like this. It felt like his asshole had been ripped wide.

"IVY, you bitch!" he yelled at her as he was forced to take the entire length into his rectum.

Ivy laughed, "Fuck yes Ollie!"

As she squealed with glee, Oliver began to move back and forth by the plants holding him, forcing the cock in and out of his asshole. Reaching around the sides of Oliver's head, she slipped her fingers into the sides of his mouth and hooked them inside his cheeks and pulled back hard.

"GGGRRRRR!" Oliver grunted as she fish hooked him and kept fucking him hard.

Several minutes passed as Oliver was raped hard and fast by Ivy and her plants, helpless to stop it. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Ivy detached from the plants and slid away from him but left the cock impaling him inside. The plants then shifted again, lifting Oliver and stretching his body out. His arms and legs now formed a wide 'X' shape in the middle of the room facing Ivy who was stretching and twisting her body in pleasure.

"Was that as good for you as it was for me Ollie?"

Oliver was gasping for air and still in shock, never imagining what had just happened to him could happen.

Ivy looked down and saw Oliver cock still rock hard jutting out from his thighs, "Oh, looks like someone might have enjoyed it more than he wants to admit."

"You filth, I promise you will pay for this, you crazy bitch!"

"Oh, I am sure I would pay, that is, if I let you live."

"Ivy!? What?"

She laughed, "Oh come on Oliver, I am a super villain after all. Did you really think I was going to let you live."

With that, she snapped her fingers and Oliver felt the heavy vines around his arms and legs begin to tighten and pull. Oliver found himself splayed out in opposite directions. He tried as hard as he could to fight against the pressure but it was no use. As this happened, a thick vine wrapped around Oliver's waist to anchor him in place.

"I-Iv-Ivy, st-stop…pl-ease," he grunted barely able to form words.

"GRRAAHHHH!" he screamed as he felt one of his shoulders dislocate from the force followed by a loud 'Snap' as his right leg broke, "RRRAAAAAAGGGGHHHH!" and he screamed even louder.

"Bye Ollie," Ivy told him as one of Oliver's arms was torn from the socket. Oliver's face looked like it was in shock as he slowly turned his head and stared at the bloody gaping tear where his arm used to be.

Moments later, one of his legs was also ripped off with a sickening…SLORP…sound. And lastly, his final two limbs were torn off leaving Oliver Queen as nothing but a torso and head. Oliver's face had a look of disbelief on it as Ivy approached.

"Ooooo, I am so sorry baby," she said as she leaned forward and kissed him deeply and tasted his blood. As she pulled away, Oliver's head slumped forward as he shuddered and his life ended.

"Oh too bad, he was fun. Let's go find someone else to play with."

As the woman called Poison Ivy turned to leave the plants drew Oliver's body into its midst and enveloped them into itself.