Creative Solutions
Artwork by BadgerSFM
Story by mmmmph
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“The paralyzing agent won’t be wearing off anytime soon. Lucky for you, I didn’t have enough to stop you from breathing or talking. Funny how that works out.”

The dark knight growls out, the sound bouncing around the abandoned warehouse, lit only by the light of a few cracked flood lights. He jumps down from his vantage point with cat-like agility as Christie rouses, her eyes darting around in an attempt to make sense of her surroundings. She tries to maintain a brave face, but her racing breath gives her away. Her voluptuous chest heaves as she does her best to look down at her naked body without being able to move her neck. Her bare feet are utterly unresponsive as they dangle limply from the chains holding her. Her plump flesh in her thighs and calves are completely slack, pulled taut with her body weight.

The caped crusader closes in with a confident stride, unused wooden pallets and old newspapers crunching underneath him. One of his gloved hands captures a handful of Christie’s snow-white hair and raises her head parallel to the ground. Her pupils shrink, realizing the extent of her bondage. Her eyebrows almost touch each other in concern.

“In case you needed a better assessment of your situation.”

In the midst of her despair, Batman snatches one of her breasts and kneads it around in his hand, familiarizing himself with the shape and sensation. Her mouth comes agape with her shock and lack of muscle control.