He woke in the morning after a sleep in. They'd been at the comic store party the night before, well he was, she left just after she arrived.
Thinking of the party reminded him of what happened. He'd told her to come as his favourite female comic book character, which she thought she had done. He was always reading super man comics so she came as super girl.
When she saw him standing there as batman she knew she'd gotten it wrong.
They'd argued infront all of their friends. He'd gotten drunk and stumbled home.
'I better call her' he thought and went to roll over.
'What the hell' he said as his arm barely moved. He looked up and saw it was tied to the bedpost. Both arms were, as were both legs. He was spread eagled on the bed. Then he realised he was naked too.
'What the hell happened last night, I didn't have that much to drink did i?' He thought, trying to work out how to get out of bed.
Suddenly a female voice came from the hallway.
'Don't even bother Bruce' it sounded like his girlfriend, but something was different. And who the hell is Bruce he thought.
'I know everything about you Bruce, or do you prefer Batman?'
Little did he know that after the argument she went and did some shopping, and planned to get him back for the night before.
Confused he didn't know what was happening.
She stepped into the room, she was clad in a black latex catwomen bodysuit. It was so tight it was basically a second skin, it even had a tail on her ass. She stood at the end of the bed, looking at his naked body spread in front of her.
'Untie me please' he asked, amazed at his girlfriend standing before him.
'Why? Isn't catwomen batman's enemy? I've captured batman. Why would I let him go?' She asked in a sultry, lustful tone.
'Stop playing games' he said as she walked around the bed. He got a better look at her.
She had knee high black boots on and he couldn't work out the tail. It didn't look like it was part of the costume. There were zips over her breasts and a mask covering her eyes and hair.
His eyes went down her again. The suit followed her curves perfectly over her breasts, over her hips and thighs and the only skin other than her lower face he could see was her perfectly smooth pussy.
'Isn't this what you wanted? Don't you want catwomen? You wanted her last night, what's changed?'
She leant in beside him and licked up his face, a gentle 'meow' in his ear.
'Obviously part of you loves this look' she stated.
Looking down his body they saw his cock was rock hard.
She climb up on the bed, standing over him he saw her pussy, perfectly smooth, not a hair to be seen.
Then he saw it, the tail wasn't part of the suit, it was coming from her ass.
She laid down beside him, the latex of her suit pressing against him.
She always wanted to take control, but for some reason she never had. He always like being in charge, 'not this time' she thought to herself as she ran her fingers over his body down to his cock.
She teased his hard cock with her fingers, running them up and down his cock, tickling his balls.
'What should I do with Bruce Wayne?' She said out loud, still teasing his cock.
She laid on top of him, he could feel the heat coming from her pussy, her clit laying right on his cock. He could feel her getting wet as she moved herself around on his cock.
