Taking a break from the main story I'm doing, this story is based off the Christmas episode of The New Batman Adventures episode: Holiday Knights. This is sort of a 'what if' story, like various comics like Marvel have done. With examples like when Rouge gained the power of Thor, or if Hulk died in the planet Hulk story and Caiera travelled to earth to kill the rest of the Marvel heroes. This story is about what happened if Bruce Wayne didn't fall down the elevator shaft while escaping Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy? This is simply fan fiction made for fun and not to be taken seriously. I hope you enjoy this.
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It was December 22nd, Snow had showered Gotham city, whitening the city on the lead up to Christmas. Gotham's richest eligible bachelor Bruce Wayne had planned to spend a quiet Christmas at home. Unfortunately for him, two of Gotham's most villainess female criminals, Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy, abducted Bruce. With one kiss from Ivy, her special lipstick had Bruce under her control.
Arriving at Bergduffs, Gotham's biggest shopping plaza, Bruce Wayne could only watch helplessly as Harley and Ivy, with his credit cards, spend thousands of dollars on luxury items like shoes, jewellery, clothes, and more. He couldn't shout for help, or resist the ladies instruction when told to sign off expensive purchases. He strained each time to resist their bidding.
Exiting the elevator on one of the upper floors of the building, Ivy walked out, wearing an extravagant white fur coat. Her fingers were decorated with gold, diamond rings. Harley followed behind, carrying a big cuddly toy, and licking a large, red lollypop.
Looking back, Ivy smirked. "Step lively there, Brucy." she called. Struggling behind, Bruce Wayne was carrying all the shopping the two girls have accumulated so far.
"Look! Pianos!" cried Harley, pointing excitedly across the room.
Bruce was beginning to slowly regain self control. "I've had... just... about enough... of this!" He strained to the two villainesses.
"I think the stuff is wearing off." Harley said to Ivy.
Unconcerned, Ivy inspected the diamond ring upon her finger, and calmly replied, "Can't have that. Give him another shot." With that, Ivy passed Harley the lipstick she used on Bruce Wayne.
Applying the solution to her dark lips, Harley smiled wickedly at Bruce. "Right-a-roonie! Gimme some sugar, baby!" she said to her captive.
Bruce dropped all the shopping items to the floor, and began to step backwards, away from an advancing Harley who puckered her lips. His body felt like it was submerged in thick mire, making it tough to move.
Behind him was the other elevator, which was currently out of order. An out of order sign was placed in front of the elevator's entrance. Not seeing the sign, Bruce tripped backwards on the sign, landing against the entrance of the elevator, the doors were closed until repairs were complete.
Harley straddled Bruce who was sat on the floor; he tried desperately to defend himself from Harley. However, thanks to Ivy's lipstick, he wasn't strong enough to hold Harley back. Pinning both of Bruce's arms back, Harley administered a deep kiss onto his lips. Bruce quickly stopped struggling.
Breaking the kiss, Harley gazed into Bruce's eyes. He was once again under their spell. "That's a good boy." Smirked Harley.
"If you are quite finished Mr Wayne, we still got a few more floors to sweep before we finish our shopping spree. Now if you be a good boy, I promise tonight will finish with a bang! " lectured Ivy, in a flirtatious tone.
"What are we gunna do when we're finished red?" Harley inquired.
Ivy replied, "Well I ain't going back to that rat infested hotel Harl. Maybe our dear friend Brucy would happily accommodate us in his extravagant mansion?"
Bruce looked shocked and glared angrily at Ivy. He wanted to speak, but he could not.
"Gee thanks Mr Wayne, that's really kind of you." Thanked Harley.
Ivy gently clasped Bruce's chin, looking alluringly into his eyes. "Now pick up our things and let's get going Brucy." she enchanted. Picking up the women's purchases, Bruce continued to obediently follow the two women as they continued shopping.
After awhile, the three returned to the car awaiting them outside Bergduffs'. Upon loading their purchases into the car, Ivy called out to the driver, "To Wayne manor Jeeves." Without uttering a word, the driver, also under the influence of Ivy's hypnotic lipstick, started the car, and drove through the snow covered city.
It wasn't long before the car arrived outside the main entrance of Wayne manor.
After emptying the car of their shopping goods, Ivy leaned through the driver's window, and pecked the driver on the cheek. "That's all Jeeves, now find a high bridge and drive off of it sweetie." She commanded.
With that the driver silently drove away.
Straining to try and stop this, Bruce could only look on helplessly as the driver disappeared in the distance. "That's one loose end out of the way. Now pick up our things Brucy." spoke Ivy
The three entered the manor, and into the main hall. "Wow! This place is extravagant!" proclaimed Harley in amazement.
Ivy was also impressed. "This is a very nice place Brucy! So this is where Gotham's wealthiest, handsomest bachelor brings all of his dates back to." she enticed.
"Gee red, I wonder what his bedroom is like? I bet his bed is as big as a bus!" said Harley.
"Oh I'm sure Brucy would be more than happy to show us, won't you darling?" replied Ivy, as she look at their captive, who was unable to reply to them, but only snarled at them.
"Oh now, now Mr Wayne." mocked Ivy. "Don't get yourself all worked up darling. Save that energy up for tonight!"
Bruce became more concerned with what the two girls have planned for him as they proceeded up the stairs, and across some hallways, until they reached his bedroom. The bed was indeed very large, extravagant, and immaculate.
Looking at the opposite end of the room, there was an open doorway, which lead into a shower room.
"Well that's convenient. There's nothing I love more than a nice, hot shower after a huge spending spree." smoothed Ivy. Picking up two of the shopping bags, Harley approached her partner with a wicked grin.
"Want me to wash ya back red?" she inquired playfully. "Hmmm, that would be good Harley." charmed Ivy.
Walking towards the shower room, Ivy turned back to look at Bruce. "Stay right there Brucy, we won't be too long." She titillated, winking at him before leaving the room.
Bruce Wayne could only sit at the end of the bed and wait, unable to get away. He wondered where his butler Alfred was, and why they didn't meet him when they arrived at Wayne manor.
Meanwhile, driving across the city, Alfred Pennyworth was heading towards the home of Veronica Vreeland; Where Bruce went for the annual Christmas party. He was worried due to Bruce being late returning home. Plus, he wasn't answering any calls from the built-in phone in his car he took out.
Entering the Vreeland residence, Alfred found Veronica socialising with members of Gotham's high society.
"Pardon the intrusion Ms Vreeland. Have you seen Master Bruce?" inquired Alfred.
"Mr Pennyworth! So nice to see you here!" She proclaimed happily, cocktail in hand. "I'm afraid you're late Alfred, Bruce left some time ago."
"Oh dear Ms Vreeland, I'm afraid Master Bruce hasn't returned home. And his car is still parked outside your house!" concerned Alfred.
Unfazed, Veronica replied, "Ha! I bet Bruce changed his mind and found an attractive date to spend the night with! I bet he's having a good time as we speak." she finished, knocking back her alcoholic beverage.
Back at Wayne manor, Bruce Wayne strained to himself as he tried to move his body. It felt like it weighed ten tons. "Sorry to keep you waiting darling." spoke a voice, amorously.
Looking up, Bruce saw both Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy, standing before him in white bathrobes. "Me and red have decided while shopping that it would be a shame to kill off one of the richest, sexiest guys in Gotham after spending a lot of his money!"
"Indeed!" Ivy continued. "So we decided to make your final hour one we would all pleasurably enjoy!"
With that, the two women disrobed from their bathrobes, revealing to Bruce their beautiful bodies. Harley's petite, athletic body was decorated in a racy, red see through Nightdress, with a black thong panties and red thigh high leather boots.
Ivy's feminine, hour-glass body, that was voluptuous, and beyond captivating, was embellished with high quality stockings and suspenders, and long, black satin gloves, adorned with diamond bracelets and diamond rings.
Bruce gasped at the two lingerie clad villainesses. Then, with renewed strength, strained, and grunted as he tried to get up and make a run for it. However, his movement was extremely slow.
The two girls smiled at each other, then approached Bruce. They pushed him down onto the bed. Harley climbed to the top of his head, and held his arms down. Ivy mounted Bruce, looking at him with a wicked smile.
"Oh my! Such defiance!" Complimented Ivy. "We'll soon put a stop to that!"
Pulling out her lipstick from one of her gloves, Ivy coated her full lips with the dark green solution. Pressing her lips and smiling erotically, Ivy leaned forward, her hands wrapped around the sides of Bruce's head. Her lips caressed her victim's, humming as she osculated him. Her lips smacked his as her tongue entered his mouth, dancing with his unwilling tongue.
Finally breaking the kiss, Ivy licked her lips amatorially. Her hand wandered to Bruce's shirt before she said, "Let's have some fun!" With that she ripped the shirt open. The buttons popped away in different directions.
Ivy kissed Bruce's neck, her lips travelled down his finely toned, masculine chest.
Harley released his arms and administered her own deep kiss on Bruce.
Ivy's tongue glided across his chest, circling his now erected nipples.
Harley joined Ivy, sucking the other nipple of their captive. Bruce groaned from the physical sensation.
"Oh! He's tasty red!" commented Harley sensually.
"He most certainly is!" salaciously responded Ivy, as the two embraced in their own passionate kiss.
