Bruce grunted as he climbed the elevator shaft. His anger was getting the better of him as he pulled himself out of the unfinished corridor. He'd only dropped down the hole a few minutes ago. He need to change into Batman as soon as he could. He wanted... no... needed to go after Harley and Ivy. He'd spent the entire evening under their control and honestly? He was pissed. The girls had humiliated him. He'd been under Ivy's control before, but usually she would just try to kill him or make him sign over some land or parts of his estate. This time, she hadn't even robbed him. She just forced him to go SHOPPING. Harley had made the experience all the more annoying with her incessant need to act like a 4 year old whenever she spotted something she wanted. Together with Ivy the two had made this night one of the worst of Bruce's life. It was just a little less than two weeks before Christmas. The holiday was in full swing in Gotham, and the pair of villainesses seemed to be celebrating in their own way. However, having been abducted, controlled and forced to pay for their seasonal happiness left Bruce, no, Batman more than a little put out. Luckily, the girls couldn't have gotten too far. Stepping into a changing room, Batman emerged in record time and made his way to the roof.
"... gotcha."
He quickly spotted the girls' escaping car. Ivy had put some other poor sap under her spell, and forced him to drive the girls around town. Batman would make sure to get justice for the driver as well. Firing off his grapple gun, the Caped Crusader swung down toward the car. As he closed in on his prey the girls must've spotted him. The car turned sharply, trying to avoid Batman catching up. However in the villainesses' haste they hadn't taken their surroundings into account. The vehicle careened into a toy store, crashing into the storefront with a loud noise. Batman frowned. Tonight was getting more and more frustrating to deal with. He landed on the ground softly and before entering the store he stopped to check on the driver. The man was unconscious and likely in toxic shock. He'd have to wrap this up fast and call the paramedics after. Batman hurried into the store, turning on a flashlight to see if he could spot the girls.
Where are they...?
Suddenly a noise came from above him. Batman, using all his training and conditioning, deftly leapt out of the way of a giant soldier toy as it smashed into the ground a few feet from where he'd be standing moments earlier. Batman turned his gaze upward, glaring. Barely hidden by the shadows in rafters, both Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn leered down at the Dark Knight. However, even if they were partially obscured Batman could easily make out their gorgeous figures. He'd been forced into their service all evening, but this was the first time tonight he really got a good look at the two women. Poison Ivy was the epitome of sex appeal. Her slender but curvaceous form belied the danger she truly represented. Her large, soft breasts could entice most men even if she refrained from using her skills as a chemist to dupe and drug them. Her shapely thighs would give most men pause as they lost themselves in her toned legs. Her dark one-piece leotard and long gloves upped her seductiveness. Her short, heeled boots made her even more alluring. Her pale skin and dark red, pouty painted lips were nothing short of trouble, inviting men to their doom as her slave. Her hair was a flame-colored red, and worn loose falling just passed her bare shoulders. As she peered down at Batman with her green eyes he could sworn he felt himself getting lost in her predatory gaze. The other woman, Harley Quinn, was no less alluring. Clad head to toe in red-and-black spandex the Clown Queen of Crime looked down at Batman, smirking. Her painted red lips were just as sexy as her partner's. Her breasts weren't quite as large as Ivy's, but still quite enticing. Her taut rear and sexy hips gave Harley her own unique appeal. Her form-fitting outfit left little to the imagination. In any other situation and if Batman was anyone else, the looks of these two femme fatales could easily take their adversary's will to resist away with ease. As Batman glared at the two, trying to push his attraction to them toward the back of his mind Poison Ivy's melodic and seductive voice rang out.
"I'll bet you've been a good little Bat-boy this year... Unfortunately, Harley and I are still on the naughty list!"
"C'mon up and get your presents!"
As Batman began to climb the structure that would lead him up to the two, none of the people present realized the reason Batman was doing so was because he was still under the effects of the drug Ivy had hit him with earlier that night. While the effects had mostly vanished, there was still a trace amount of the drug in his system. Batman thought he was acting on his own will, but unfortunately as he came to "get his presents" he was playing right into the girls' hands. He climbed gracefully, his head peaking over the ledge as he finished his ascent. He was greeted by the sight of Ivy wearing a giant boxing glove. His eyes widened as he realized he had no way to defend himself.
"Merry Christmas, darling!"
The boxing glove shot forward, obviously spring loaded. Colliding with his face, the toy caught Batman completely unprepared, and he lost his grip and fell backward. He managed to steady himself in mid-air, grabbing one of the lower ledges. Groggy, but undaunted, he picked himself up and tried to get his bearings, looking down over the ledge.
"And Happy Hanukkah, chump!"
Batman spun to meet the voice, but too late he realized the danger. Brandishing her signature mallet, Harley smacked the dazed hero with impressive force and sent him sprawling over the ledge. Before Batman could even think about how to land he collided with a pile of toys. His consciousness blinked out for a moment, and he groaned in pain. As he laid there, exhausted and injured, the girls made their way down the tower-like structure. Both grinned at the prone Bat and their tone took on a taunting quality.
"Aww, gee, Harl... You broke our new toy!"
The girls broke into a sprint, hoping to leave Batman behind as they made their escape.
"Bye bye, Batsy!"
Still groggy, and feeling weaker than he had all night, Batman knew he needed to stop them somehow. He managed to whip out his grapple gun and launch it at the girls. His vision blurry, he missed them but managed to hit the base of a nearby Christmas tree. With all his remaining might Batman tugged the line back, causing the tree to tip and fall. The girls noticed as screamed as the tree appeared to fall on top of them. Batman took a moment, and shook his head, trying to clear his weakness. He began to walk over the fallen villainesses, slowly. Just as he reached the girls and began to reach out to grab them Ivy cried out in her lovely voice.
"Stay away from us, Batman!"
The effects of Ivy's drug had resurfaced, thanks to the beating Batman's body had taken. Even though it was only for a moment, Batman hesitated. That was all Ivy needed. She only barely registered Batman's hesitation, somewhere deep in her subconscious, but took full advantage of the opportunity. She flicked her wrist out and a needle launched from her glove, hitting Batman squarely right at the edge of his chin. Batman's vision blurred once more and he fell to his knees. Ivy smiled, maliciously, as the sight of Batman kneeling defeated before her filled her vision.
"Peeeeerfect... Harley, get free!"
Both girls scrambled as fast as they could, freeing themselves from under the tree. Harley looked at Batman, astonished.
"What did you do ta him, Red? I can't believe what I'm seeing!"
"A paralytic drug. The needle was coated with it. I keep them in my gloves, just in case. Didn't expect to hit him with it, though. Lucky us..."
Ivy reared herself up to her full height, gazing down at the kneeling Batman.
"Isn't that right, darling?"
Ivy's soft, gloved hand reached out and cupped the helpless hero's chin. The sexy villainess turned Batman's head to met her gaze, lusty and dangerous. Many men would kill for a view like this. On his knees and unable to fight back, Batman was forced to gaze up at his captor. Her large, lovely breasts heaved gently as she drank in the sight of the defeated Batman. His eyes kept focused on her seductive face, trying as best he could to ignore the fact that his head was quite near her womanhood.
"Whatever shall we do with you, hm? What do you think, Harl?"
The spandex-clad beauty sauntered up to the frozen hero, pulling her signature pop-gun from who-knows-where. Tapping it against her chin for a moment, Harley considered her girlfriend's question. Smiling, she pointed her gun at Batman's head.
"Why don't we just shoot him?"
"... seriously, Harl?! I can't believe you..."
The clown girl was a bit taken aback as Ivy rolled her eyes at the answer. Harley thought that killing Batman now, while they had him helpless, was a perfectly legitimate course of action. She turned to Ivy, her eyebrow raised.
"Look, if we start going around killing any hero we defeat, soon enough we're going to be taken out ourselves! If not by other heroes more powerful than our darling Bat here, than by Waller and her insane Black Ops crew."
Harley grimaced. Ivy was right, obviously. She hadn't thought of it that way before, but Harley certainly didn't want a bunch of government goons just randomly assassinating her on the street one day...
"Besides, did you want an exciting Christmas present?"
"Huh...?"
Harley turned back to Ivy, her eyes sparkling. Her interest piqued, Harley hung on Ivy's next words.
"It's no tree... but how about a pet Bat to share?"
The Clown Queen of Crime's breath caught in her throat. What Ivy was proposing...
"Uh... I... uh... Well, sure... but wouldn't this bring the heat down on us too? I mean, there's no way Bats is going to give in without a fight. And even if we pulled it off..."
Harley glanced at the paralyzed crime fighter, considering Ivy's plan for a second. Harley could say she wasn't interested. The Joker had been colder than ever lately. Plotting something to "entertain Gotham for the New Year" he said. He barely even looked at Harley recently. Batman was, well, pretty studly and playing with him might make Harley feel better. Still, she didn't think it was necessary to let him live... However, this could be fun. Harley liked fun. Her lovely, evil smile formed once more on her face as she came to a conclusion. Looking directly into Batman's eyes, finding panic there Harley opened her mouth to let Ivy know what she thought.
"Do it, Red. Let's have Batsy moan for us."
Ivy smirked sexily and leaned forward, her lips inches from Batman's now.
"You heard the lady, handsome. Pucker up."
Ivy's mouth met with Batman's, her toxin invading his system and warping his will almost instantly. Batman felt all the resistance leaving his body. Earlier tonight he'd been able to fight the effect, but after the beating he took earlier it seemed he had nothing left to fight off Ivy and Harley's sex appeal. Ivy moaned erotically as her tongue wrestled Batman's. In no time at all Ivy had drained the last of the hero's resistance, leaving a trail of saliva as she detangled her lips from her captive's.
"Stand up, darling."
Batman did as he was told without any questions. Harley giggled enticingly as she gave Batman's body a once over. Maybe the night would turn out alright after all. Ivy set about making sure the hero was truly under her spell, before commanding him to summon the Batmobile. Harley gasped as the legendary vehicle came into sight. Enthralling Batman was one thing, but they got the bonus of bagging the Batmobile as well? Ivy smiled at the zombified Batman as she pursed her lips in thought.
"Hrm... It would be a bit conspicuous to drive the Batmobile back to our dingy hotel..."
"Why don't we park it in the nearby alley? I'm sure Batsy gave it some silly stealth function. I want the car too, Red. We don't got the complete set unless B-man gives us the Batwagon too!"
"Oh, alright. Anything for you, Harl. Hear that, 'Batsy'? Be a good little boy and show us home."
Batman nodded, forcing himself to hold his words in. It took everything he had to resist saying "as you wish" to Poison Ivy, but he'd fight her control as best as he could. Ivy gave him a wry grin, as if she could read his mind. It would be a pleasure breaking him. By the time she, and Harley, were done with Batman he'd be no more than putty that existed solely to be molded for the girls' fancies. The trio walked out of the store, and Batman pulled out a device from his belt. Pressing the button in center of the device he called the Batmobile remotely, the supped-up car appearing only minutes later. Ivy and Harley giggled as Batman unlocked the vehicle for them. He motioned to let them in. Harley smiled at the hypnotized hero as she walked by, taking up a spot in the passenger seat.
"And who said chivalry was dead? Oh.. wait. Hey, Red, there's only two seats in here. What're we gonna do? I don't think the wagon'll let us jack it without Batsy."
Ivy put a finger to her lips, tapping them softly as she mused about what to do for a moment. Then a wicked smile formed and she let Harley in on her plan.
"Batman, darling, I know you won't mind but just to make sure... you'll let us sit on your lap for the drive, won't you?"
"Yes."
Batman answered with the maximum amount of futile resistance he could muster. Ivy frowned for a second, but her smile reappeared as she asked him the question again, a bit more forcefully. This time, Batman couldn't help himself. He had to indulge Ivy some way.
"Yes... Ivy..."
The way he said her name sent a tingle down Ivy's spine. She knew she could push him more, but even him being forced to say her name was a major turn on for her. Plus, she knew she'd get what she really wanted eventually. As Batman climbed into the Batmobile he spread his arms to allow the sexy villainesses to sit on his lap, caressing him as they pleased. Both girls held their captive lovingly and firmly, making sure he couldn't squirm free. Not that he would given his current status as their hypnotized slave.
"Alright, lover, take us home. Wayne and Robinson Park."
The Dark Knight could do nothing but follow Ivy's commands, starting the Batmobile's engine. As the famous vehicle roared to life the girls began to gently grind their bodies against Batman's. The car sped toward its destination, coming closer and closer to Batman's true defeat with each passing moment. Along the ride the girls took turns stroking Batman's body, and lovingly kissing him on the neck and cheeks. Each time Batman felt their lips on him he could tell his will was being suppressed more and more. Both must've coated their lips with Ivy's drug, and wanted to make sure Batman was in no position to resist once they arrived back wherever they were taking him.
"Mmm... d-delicious... Mmmph... Ooohhhmmm..."
Ivy's soft moans and Harley's lusty, breathy pants were driving an already hypnotized Batman wild. He resisted getting hard, knowing he couldn't give the villainesses the satisfaction. Besides, he was sure that whatever they had in store for him was many times more difficult to overcome than a few simple, quick lip pecks. If he allowed himself to give in now, he was truly lost. The Batmobile pulled up to the girls' desired drop-off. The girls kissed Batman together, one last time, before climbing off him and out of the Batmobile. Batman followed after, unable to resist the girls beckonings.
"Step lively there, B-man! We've got a... loooong night ahead of us."
Both girls giggled at Harley's joke while Batman just glared at them as best he could. He followed them in a dingy-looking hotel. As he passed by the lobby, he noticed none of the residents even gave the trio a second glance. Ivy must've done something to all of them. Another reason to escape his current predicament as soon as possible... although it looked to be impossible any time soon. The three costumed figures reached the villainesses' apartment soon enough, and Batman was led inside by Ivy enticing him with a curled finger.
"Hey, Harl, get him set-up on the bed. I need some stuff from my potions to make sure the rest of the night goes smoothly."
"Sure thing, Red. C'mon, Bats, right this way."
As Batman stepped over toward Harley she shoved him onto the bed, climbing atop him a moment later. Batman grunted a bit as he hit the mattress and felt Harley caressing him. Because of the drugs he'd been hit with he could do nothing as Harley took his hands in hers and spread them to the corners of the frame. Harley cuddled with the prone Bat for a couple moments before Ivy returned with several lengths of rope and a syringe in hand. She tossed the ropes to Harley, who set about fastening Batman to the frame, tying his arms and legs, spread apart. She sat up, resting her butt just about Batman's crotch and leered down at Batman.
"Gotta say, Batsy, this is the best you've ever looked."
Batman glared momentarily, just as Ivy reached out and stuck his shoulder with the syringe. Batman winced, but was unable to do anything as the villainess emptied the contents into his body.
"Don't worry, darling, it is nothing too serious. The chemical in you now reacts to endorphins and when you get, heh, heated it will cause you to pass out. During that time it will prime you for all the fun we're going to have. But first, it is time to excite you into submission."
Batman's eyes widened at Ivy's explanation. He really was in trouble here. Ivy and Harley were serious about enslaving him this time...
"Y-you... won't... uhhn... I'll... fight..."
Ivy looked down at the bound hero with a smile on her lovely face. She climbed on top of the bed, while Harley took Batman's opposite side.
"Oh, I'm sure you will. In fact, I look forward to seeing you STRUGGLE. Yessss... it will be so much fun to make you fall..."
Both girls laid their bodies flat against Batman, and began to kiss and lick the captured crimefighter. As the two girls let out excited voices Batman's breath grew ragged. The amorous attack by the two villainesses began to arouse him. While the girls gently tormented Batman, both made moves to overwhelm him. Harley traced his abdomen while Ivy began to grind her body against his. Whatever drug Ivy had just injected him with just now was even more effective that her lipstick. Batman could feel his vision growing faint and his mind retreating into unconsciousness as he grew hot from his attackers lusty advances. He fought the effects as best as he could, trying to flex out of his bonds. Unfortunately, whatever was left of his will was ineffective at freeing him from the villainous duo's comely clutches.
"S-stoooop... ugh..."
The girls giggled at Batman's weak plea.
"Silly Bat... We can't stop now. We're just starting..."
"Oh, B-man... you ain't gonna get outta this one!"
Batman's head fell back against the pillows of the bed, and his vision faded.
Damn... this... isn't good...
Ivy had begun to fondle Batman's lower region while Harley had taken to licking his chest as Batman let out a final groan and passed out. Both girls kept up their advances for a short while after Batman passed out, just to make sure... and also because they were enjoying tormenting their defeated toy too much to just stop. As both sat up, leering down at the dominated Bat with lascivious gazes, they took a breath to calm themselves. As excited as they were they didn't want to waste their passion on a unconscious captive. Batman needed to be awake when they finally overwhelmed him for good and brought him down.
"Hmph. I thought he might last longer than that..."
"Now, now, Harl. Go easy on the poor little Bat. The fight earlier and my hypnotic drug must've weakened him already. Plus, we are drop-dead gorgeous. He can't help himself, not now at least."
"So... are we really gonna keep him?"
Ivy's sexiest smile yet spread across her face as she looked from Harley, down to the unconscious face of Batman.
"For as long as it takes. He will be ours, or he will die in the process of us trying."
"Geez, and ta think I thought you was goin' soft on me."
Ivy laughed, her voice a bit more menacing than before.
"Heaven forbid. No, I just think the best way to bring down the Bat is to make him MINE... Oops, ours. Sorry."
"Nah, I don't mind. Honestly, I don't know why yer so fixated on him."
Ivy pouted for a second, a bit miffed her best friend didn't see the appeal of having the most powerful man in Gotham at their beck and call. Suddenly she got an idea.
"That's fine... for now. Why don't I let you take the first crack at him tomorrow then? I have to go procure more supplies if we're going to truly make Batboy ours forever. Luckily, we've still got Wayne's credit cards. I can use my pheromones to deal with any minor problems while Brucie's money helps us get the stuff we need to make Batman fall."
"... hrm. Interesting. You're really that convinced, eh? Alrighty! I'mma see what all the fuss is about. Hopefully, he enjoys it as much as I do!"
"Hahaha, oh you. Poor little Bat won't know what hit him..."
The girls turned the eyes back on the subdued Batman. He was in for a hell of time...
((Alright, that is the first chapter of the Holiday Knights Bad End fic. Gotta say, I really enjoyed working on this. Nothing too lewd in the first chapter. Gotta make it Fanficnet safe. More chapters will be posted on AO3. I plan to finish this all before Christmas, and post the rest of the chapters all at once. Look forward to it everyone and feel free to leave constructive feedback and comments or suggestions, even if they are for future projects and don't relate to this fic specifically!
Thanks to everyone who has supported me this year. I look forward to continuing to producing content you all, both here and on my soon-to-be-ready . Merry Christmas, everyone! Stay safe and well and I'll be back with more soon!))