Bane's Sewer Mouse

Chapter 5

Ooo

Ann woke up with a smile on her face, but as she wiggled around under the blanket, her smile faded. Her lower body was in pain, and not just the left-over pain of sexual satisfaction at the hands of a huge cock, but something else. She reached a hand down between her legs and felt it. The product of being a woman.

She groaned, wondering how she was going to handle this. Thinking she was alone, not feeling the deep weight of Bane next to her, so she stretched out like a starfish. But her hand hit something. Quickly, she opened her eyes and sat up in bed.

Talia sat in the cot with her, a quite unexpected sight.

"Good morning," Talia said a bit too cheerfully. "Sleep well?" And just like the last time she asked that, Ann's face burst to life with color. It went to an even deeper shade of red when Talia continues, "Have a fun night?"

Not wanting to give Talia the upper hand, which she obviously already thought she had, Ann said, "Quite a bit. Did you hear?"

"Yes. You two sounded like animals," Talia sounded a bit disgusted.

"Well that's rude," Ann retorted. No, Talia wouldn't intimidate her, Ann promised herself.

"Well," Talia said, thin lipped, "hopefully this will be the only time you'll have to do that, right? To be taken by that monster? I couldn't even imagine."

"I wouldn't be so sure," Ann then held up her fingers, stained red. Talia turned up her lip before she realized what was going on.

"Oh," Talia sighed, her face seemed to be softening. "That's no good. I take it you don't have…things here?" Ann shook her head, she didn't even have underwear, let alone feminine hygiene products.

"Well come with me, I guess," Talia commanded, slipping out of the cot and started walking towards the hall. She just expected Ann to follow her. "And try not to bleed everywhere."

Thinking that wherever Talia was going would help her situation, Ann scurried after her. She stuck close in the corridor, not knowing if Talia would come back for her like Bane does.

"Why do you call Bane a monster?" Ann asked quietly, a question that had been at the tip of her tongue for a while.

"Have you seen him?" Talia asked, not breaking her stride at all.

"Yes, well, no. I've never seen him without his mask, but it can't be that bad," Ann reasoned.

"You have to understand that being a monster doesn't make him a bad man. He is a very useful man. He is the strongest and bravest man I know. He saved my life, but that doesn't take away the fact that he's a monster," Talia said flatly.

"So why would you want to have a monster's kid running around?" Ann unthinkingly rubbed her belly, as if the spawn was already in there.

"Like I said, Bane is incredibly useful. Let's just hope that it inherits most of his genes," Talia laughed, and for the first time it seemed as if Talia was being…friendly.

"Yeah?" Ann asked. "Why's that?" She wasn't offended or anything, in fact was trying to pal around with Talia. They had just exited the corridor by the waterfall and started to walk down the stairs.

"I take it that Bane has told you why you're here?" Talia asked.

"Yes."

"Well, there's a few reasons why you were chosen above other candidates, and one of them was because you are easily manipulated. We knew we could get you to cooperate, and while not necessarily agree with us, you would go along with it," Talia just kept walking as she dropped this bomb. It hurt Ann to the core, because it was true. She did just easily go along with it, hell, she's continuing to.

Talia led her past Barsad's room, which was empty, and rounded behind the waterfall. There, they went up a set of stairs. At the top, there was a long hallway, this one actually lit. There was actually people there too, a few men loitered about. One, she recognized as one of the men with Bane the first time they met. They stood in groups, talking and laughing, but the sight of their huge, semi-automatic weapons made Ann's blood run cold.

Talia then led her to the first door to the left. Ann could have cried when the door was opened and a real bathroom was inside. Since she got there, she had been doing her business in a bucket, and to see a real toilet and a real shower almost overwhelmed her.

"Strip," Talia instructed, closing the door behind her. Ann realized that this was a power game to Talia, that by seeing if Ann will do this, she would eventually be willing to do anything. But as long as she recognized it as a ploy, Ann figured she could escape the repercussions.

Taking the shirt off, she wouldn't look at Talia. She had been naked in front of countless men and women in countless dressing rooms, but none stared at her, inspected her, like Talia did. Yes, Talia loved being in control, and as long as Ann made Talia believe that she was, she wondered how much information she could get from her.

Yet, Ann stood there stark naked and trying to be brave, figuring she did not need Talia's permission to turn on the water. She could have cried again when the water came out hot, filling up the room with steam. The tub itself was quite filthy, but none of that mattered when she hopped in. Ann held back a groan as the hot water hit her tired and abused muscles. There was only a small sliver of soap and jar filled with something white. Sniffing it, she realized it was coconut shampoo. No conditioner. This was obviously a man's bathroom.

Talia walked over to the toilet seat and put it down using the toe of her boot. There was no shower curtain, so Ann could see her then sit down on it, facing Ann once more. As Ann started to massage the shampoo in her hair, Talia spoke again.

"How much has Bane told you?"

"Just about the kid. Why? How much should he have told me?" Ann inquired, hoping that maybe Talia would give her the answers she was desperate for.

"I think heir would be a better word for it," Talia said flippantly, inspecting her nails. This made Ann stop what she was doing, shampoo streaming down her face and body.

"Heir to what?"

"Oh, I guess I've said too much," Talia said in mock embarrassment. "But I guess you would find out sooner or later."

"Find out what?" Ann pushed on, climbing out of the tub to be closer to Talia, pleading her to go on.

"You asked me why I called Bane a monster. It's your own small mind making monster and man two different things. Bane will bring this city back to where it belongs, the ground." She said it so calmly that it took Ann a second or two to gather what she was saying.

"Bane…is going to destroy the city?" Ann asked, water making a soft plop on the ground as it fell from her.

"Get back in the shower, I need you to hurry up," Talia commanded again, checking her watch.

"For what?" Ann asked, obediently going back in the shower.

"An event. One that will show you just how strong Bane is, how resisting the inevitable will get you killed," Talia's puzzling answer only frustrated Ann more.

"Please, just tell me what is going on? Who am I going to tell? The rats?"

Talia almost looked pleased at herself for getting Ann to beg.

"Using your own city against itself, Bane will rise to power. He will take over this city for my father, and then he will destroy it," She made it sound so simple, so necessary. Like that wasn't the most frightening thing that Ann had ever heard in her life.

There were so many more questions now. Who was Talia's father? Why did he want Gotham destroyed? Why would Bane do this for him? Who was Bane to Talia?

Before any of these questions could be voiced, Talia checks her watch one more time and stands up.

"You have five minutes to finish. I'll be back then," And without another word, the brunette beauty left.

Realizing she had spent most of her time in the bathroom not actually washing, Ann quickly ran through a familiar routine. Fortunately, she found a man's razor in the cabinet over the sink and quickly went to work on her underarms and legs. Trying to untangle her hair as best she could, Ann washed out the shampoo and scrubbed herself down with the soap.

Five minutes went by in a flash and Talia reentered with a bundle in her arm. As soon as she came back in, Ann turned off the water.

"Here," Talia handed her a towel and Ann made quick work of drying herself off, wrapping her long hair up in the towel as Talia handed her a few more things. A bra and underwear were first, which Ann was grateful for, but yet she remembered what time of the month it was.

Holding up the underwear, all Ann had to say was 'Uhm…', and Talia handed her a thick panty liner. The next items were a big sweater, but not nearly as large as the last shirt, and a pair of tight, skinny black pants. A pair of socks and boots a size too big was next. As she dressed, Ann realized these must be Talia's clothes. And only then did she realize that the other clothes she was given, the shirt and socks, were Bane's.

"Come on, we don't want to miss the show," Talia said, hurrying Ann out the door.

"What show?" Ann asked incredulously.

"Just wait."

Talia led her down the hall and around a corner. There, a metal door stood at the end. Talia had to put all her strength in to open it, making a grunting noise before it gave way. Talia then walked through, expecting Ann to follow her.

Ann recognized this place. It was the waterfall room, she could see the stairs and Barsad's room, but now she was above it all, looking down from a catwalk. From this angle, she was able to see something she never noticed before.

A metal bridge, stretching across the open space of the cavern. And on it was Bane. She wasn't looking at her, he was openly taunting someone else that she couldn't see. Ann couldn't hear anything over the roar of the water, and openly gasped when a black figure came flying towards Bane.

"Oh my god!" Ann exclaimed, watching the fight unfold under her. She grasped the railing and leaned over as far as she could to see. She couldn't believe her eyes, the man Bane was fighting was unmistakable, but it was impossible.

"Talia, is that Batman?" Ann screeched.

"Yes, it is," Talia said with a small smile. "And you'll finally see just how strong Bane is; how impossible this is to stop."

The lights suddenly went out and try as she might, Ann couldn't hear anything over the waterfall. Long agonizing minutes went by with Ann trying to strain her eyes to see in the dark.

"What's going on?" Ann demanded of Talia, rounding on her.

"The Batman is a symbol for your city, and when he fails, Gotham fails," Talia answered, coming to grip the rail as well.

The lights suddenly came back on and for a second, Ann was blinded. But quickly she focused and could see Bane through what had to be a hard punch, because Batman crumpled. Bane marched to him, took him up in his massive hands, and snapped Batman's back over his knee.

Ann stood in stunned silence; she could have sworn she heard the snap. Never in her life had she seen anything this brutal, this real. It was real strength against strength, with no rules. Ann wondered if outside her sheltered life, this is how the world was. If, perhaps, Gotham had gotten too complacent with an easy life. Talia was right.

All of a sudden, Bane turned to look up to the catwalk. Seeing Talia and Ann there, his shoulders relaxed and he bowed his head. Walking over the limp body of a fallen hero, Bane walked out of Ann's line of sight.

Quickly, almost too quickly, the door that they came through opened, and Bane stepped through. He must have taken four steps at a time to get there that fast. Without a look to Talia, he grabbed Ann's wrist and pulled her off, farther down the catwalk. Ann was dragged through another door before she even thought to speak.

"Bane…" But that's all she got out before she was slammed against the closed door, rough hands pulling off her new clothes. To keep them from shredding, Ann had to move quickly and help him. His thumb bust opened the button to her pants and he pushed them down without preamble.

"You saw what happened?" Bane asked, lifting both of Ann's legs and wrapping them around his waist. Ann did the best she could to use the wall for support, but it became easy when he cupped her buttocks.

"Yes," she answered breathily.

"So now you see, it is impossible to resist me," Bane answered. Ann knew he meant it in more ways than one.

Not waiting another minute, Bane plowed into her. It was hard and real, just like what she had witnessed minute ago. It frightened her, but the extreme rush of being rutted by this beast of a man made her almost forget the world. She was being incredibly noisy in his ear and neither one of them seemed to care.

It wasn't like murder was a new kink for her, but maybe Bane flexing his brutish power was.