Batman to batboy part 3 Batman awakens to find himself stra..

Batman to batboy part 3 Batman awakens to find himself strapped to an exam table in Alfred’s lab in the bat cave. He struggled against the bounds only to discover that they were made of Wayne Steel and Metals’ strongest materials. It was then he realized that he was almost naked, except for his Batman hood, black long boots, and his black tight spandex jockstrap. His legs were strapped by metal restraints on stirrups and were held in the air and spread apart. Batman could feel the cool evening air of the bat cave stroking his tight hole as it laid exposed just under his jockstrap. He heard the moans and grunts to his left. He turned his head and saw Aquaman on his knees, his face face down on a low table while Alfred was fucking the taller, younger and more muscular superhero. Batman couldn’t believe the look of pure joy on Alfred’s face as he pulled a fistful of Aquaman’s wild hair and savagely rammed in and out of the part man part Atlantean’s ass. Batman always remembers how Alfred hated and criticized Aquaman for his long hair, now Alfred seems to enjoy it as he pulled the king of the seas’ head up. Batman then saw the look of pure pleasure in Aquaman’s eyes as he was fucked hard by the older, smaller butler. “Alfred, stop! what are you doing,” Batman cried out to his oldest and most trusted friend. Alfred briefly pulled halfway out of Aquaman’s stretched hole. Batman couldn’t help to stare at Alfred’s cock. He never realized that his old butler was so big. He then noticed the look in Alfred’s eyes as the butler turned toward him. It was a smirk of contempt mixed with lust. Still looking at his friend and employer, Alfred rammed back in causing the powerful king of the oceans to groan loud. Mastermind moved out of the shadows, naked. The plain looking middle aged man was lean and well endowed. The supervillain moved between Batman’s outstretched legs and started to run his hands up the tree trunk legs. Batman tried to pull his legs away but to no avail. “What have you done to Alfred, you freak,” Batman yelled. “I didn’t do anything to your friend. I just helped him to free himself to live his own life as he felt fit to,” the evil villain replied as he marveled at the thick, defined quadriceps. Batman involuntarily flexed the massive quads as he struggled against his restraints. “Get away from me you sick bastard,” Batman hissed. “Ssshh, just relax,” Mastermind whispered as he gently stroked the thick inner thighs. “Get your hands off me,” Batman pulled at the restraints. His muscles were straining and bulging as his veins grew big and visible. “Just relax, breathe in and out,” Mastermind whispered again and continued to gently stroke the large veins that ran up Batman’s inner thighs. Batman made the mistake of locking eyes on the Mastermind’s eyes. The intense deep blue eyes were so piercing as they stared deep into Batman’s. “Just breathe in and out,” the voice seemed to be in Batman’s head. Slowly Batman’s muscular chest began to slowly raise and fall as he breathed in and out. “That’s it, Bruce. You feel so relaxed. Don’t fight it. It feels so much better to relax,” Mastermind’s hands moved closer to Batman’s jockpouch. “How, how do you know, I’m Bruce,” Batman was finding it hard to think. “Alfred told me. He trusts me completely. You trust Alfre, don’t you? You trust him with your life, don’t you,” Mastermind fingers brush against Batman’s covered balls. “Yes, I trust Alfred completely,” Batman’s mind was spinning. “Yes, you trust Alfred and Alfred trusts me, so you have to trust me too,” Mastermind moved closer between the massive legs and reached out to run his hands up Batman’s chisel thick abs. “Yes, must trust you,” Batman murmured. “Good, you feel so relaxed and good, trusting me. You know that I have your best interests. All you have to do is to trust me completely. Surrender to me, like Alfred and Aquaman did. You will feel so blissfully good and aroused when you surrender to me,” Mastermind was pressing his own hardon against Batman’s spread crotch. “I’m, I’m not. God, it feels so good,” Batman moaned as Mastermind’s hands reached his pecs and began to play with the large nipples. Batman also felt the villain’s large cock pressing against his exposed hole. A small part of Batman’s mind was screaming as Mastermind’s cock pressed against his smooth hole. “You feel only pleasure when you surrender. No pain, no emotion, except pure blissful obedience. All the fears and anger of being alone. The stress to be upstanding and morally righteous will all fade. Nothing matters but to submit and serve. All you need to do is relax. Just relax,” Mastermind kept on as he eased his hard cock into Batman’s relaxed hole. The small part of Batman’s brains that still tries to resist was no match for the unbelievable pleasure his body was experiencing as he was penetrated. His eyes continued to be locked on Mastermind’s as the villain slowly pushed deeper into him. Batman felt the thickness of the cock deep inside him, sending waves of pleasure through his body. Mastermind pulled out and thrusted back in. Each time Batman arched his back off the bed and moaned in pleasure. Batman’s large muscular ass felt so good. He threw back his head and groaned. A large wet spot formed on Batman’s jockstraps. His entire body was on fire as Mastermind pounded in and out of him. “You want to be my slave don’t you,” Mastermind rammed all the way into Batman. “Tell me how good you feel, Batman. Tell me that you are nothing but a good little boy, a good batboy.” “Fuck, yes, I’m your good bitch batboy,” Batman moaned and shot the largest orgasm he ever experienced, filling his jockstrap pouch. His muscular ass muscles spasmed around Mastermind’s cock, causing the villain to come deep inside him. Later, after Batman came down from his post orgasm high, and had licked his new master’s cock clean, Alfred unbound Bruce and led him up to the mansion. Alfred removed the last remaining clothes from Batman and helped the sore, broken hero into the large spacious shower. Once inside and under the water, Alfred lovely cleaned his muscular former ward. Bruce Wayne leaned against the older man and felt like a little boy once again, a submissive batboy.