Ivy was a creature of habit; when it came to the way she did things, the redhead preferred to have some vestige of control, whether it was her beloved babies or the mammals she had to put up with on a daily basis.
And so with her routine came an established hierarchy: for the longest time, she had been in an unspoken power struggle with her fellow felonious peer, Selina Kyle, when Ivy and Harley had allowed her to join them in their criminal endeavors...and in the bedroom as well.
There really shouldn't have been a debate at all about who was in charge of the 'Gotham City Sirens'...Ivy's control over countless man-eating plants should have made her the undisputed leader--yet her cat-themed colleague refused to submit to her will! Ivy should have seen that coming, with how Selina always dressed like a dominatrix, donning skin-tight leather and a whip...
Normally, Ivy would have simply used her mind-control spores to ensnare the rowdy bitch; unfortunately, this was around the time when the green-skinned woman had begun trying to get people to do what she wanted WITHOUT taking away their free will...the last thing Ivy wanted was to go back to the endless sessions in Arkham where she learned what "consent" was about a couple million times.
Besides it would be all the more rewarding to sexually dominate Selina, just as she had Harley...unfortunately, every time Ivy tried to have some 'alone time' with the cat burglar, a certain loud-mouthed blonde always managed to butt-in, demanding that she 'needed some lovin' from her favorite girls', followed by the regularly scheduled threesome, with Selina and Ivy doing their best to take out their sexual frustration on Harley.
And even though Ivy was now part of a different hierarchy--one where she was the subservient mistress to Dick and Kory--she wasn't going to miss out on an opportunity to finally one-up Selina, to catch her off guard while Harley was still out in Jump City.
But by the time the redhead was done setting her new socotra seeds in their proper place, she came across the most peculiar sight on the roof of Dick and Kory's home: Selina thrown over the alien princess's lap, getting ruthlessly smacked on her round derrière. The thief's costume was unzipped at the front and back, exposing her now tomato-red behind arousingly wobbling with every infuriated spank from Kory.
Seeing the orange-skinned woman dominating Selina was the final straw for Ivy--it was one thing for that Tamaranean bitch to take her man, but Selina too? The villainess was quick to concoct a specialized pollen just for Kory, using traces of the alien's DNA (her orgasmic fluids) to finally create a chemical that would affect her biology. She had made it weeks before, as a way to knock out the statuesque Titan and get some 'alone time' with Dick all to herself.
Or, in this case, get enough alone time with Selina to turn the brunette into her loyal, subservient sex-pet...
"What did you do to piss her off, anyways?" Ivy said conversationally, breaking the silence between the two Sirens as they made their way back inside the villa. "Koriand'r's supposed to be the nice one between the two of them."
"Oh, you know me, I nabbed a shiny trinket I assumed she wouldn't miss! But no, it turns out the trophy I stole just so happened to be some oh-so-special medallion that makes six-foot aliens lose their goddamn shit! I mean, just look at what she did to my immaculate derrière!" Selina turned to show off her abused, slightly bruised ass (her curves pouring out of her still-unzipped outfit) to emphasize her point. "Now I can't even bounce quarters off of this without it stinging like crazy!"
"Aww, poor kitty..." Ivy cooed haughtily, lowering a hand to massage Selina's aching flesh, a wicked smile on her face despite her soothing words. "Is this where it hurts? Do you want me to kiss it and make me feel all better?"
"Mmm, I think having you rub aloe vera on my poor buttcheeks and eating me out would make me feel much better." Selina purred, wincing as Ivy proceeded to grope her reddened ass cheek. "Aah! Seriously, that Starfire chick has got to be as strong as Superman, her spanks are worse than any punch from Bane or Croc! How do you handle sharing Dick with a woman who's touch feels like a freight train?"
"Maybe I'm just a bit tougher than you think I am, Selina." Ivy replied smugly, relishing the opportunity to best her rival at something--though when she sees the unamused look on the burglar's face, quickly adds, "But in all seriousness, Kory is quite gentle in bed...unless of course, a kleptomaniac like you comes along and tries to rob her..."
Selina viciously slaps Ivy's hand away as she hisses, "It's a good thing I'm not in the mood for anything gentle right now!" She pushes open a nearby guest room door, ushering the redhead to go in, "And unfortunately for you, I've had my fill being someone else's bitch! I've got a lot of built up rage right now, so I don't really care which redhead I take it out on! Come here!"
Ivy's eyes flashed warningly. She counted on Selina's already worn out state to the advantage she needed to sexually conquer her. "Why don't you make me, you slattern of a--"
Unfortunately, right as Selina was about to heed the green-skinned woman's challenge, a familiar (annoying) naked blonde tackled the two of them. "Hey! You two weren't tryin' to fuck without me, were ya? Don't worry, I just wiped!"
"You better have!" Selina snapped irately, grabbing the clown girl and throwing her face down onto the bed. "The last thing you want to do right now is make me more pissed off, Harley!"
"Sheesh, who pissed in your milk bowl? AH!" Harley let out a high pitched yip as Selina harshly struck her pale ass, causing it to jiggle and wobble from the impact.
Ivy let out a rueful sigh. "And now it's business as usual. Again." She turned to close the door, and caught sight of a noticeable hole on the hallway wall close by. When the redhead recognized what it was, her expression turned from melancholic disappointment to tranquil fury. "Harley! Did you seriously damage Dick's house to create a...a glory hole?!?"
"Yeah, so what?" Harley said dismissively, "How else was I gonna have fun with your new favorite boy-toy in this borin' old house? Don't tell me you're mad because of what HE'S gonna think--lemme spoil it for ya, Red, he's already mad! Oww-OWW! What the hell?!?"
Harley's nonchalant revelation that she had slept with Dick and thoroughly pissed him off was interrupted when Ivy grabbed one of the blonde's pigtails and gave them a harsh yank.
"This is why I didn't want you to come here! Now he's going to blame me and it's going to be all your fault!"
Selina crossed her arms at the sight of Ivy punishing Harley, smirking in amusement. "Tch, calm down Ivy! As much as I love it when you dish out your issues on blondie, it's just one hole in the wall! Besides, I'm sure the two of us can get Dick to get over Harley's mistake..."
"Oh really? And how do you think Kory's gonna react when she sees what Harley did to the wall?" Ivy retorted between gritted teeth.
Blinking for a moment, Selina paused, her eyes wide with realization and fear...before going back to spanking Harley's buttcheeks, far harder than before! "You stupid bitch! Clown whore! When his girlfriend finds out about that hole, she's literally! Gonna! Kill us!"
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
"AH! AH! AH!" Harley wailed loudly in reaction before Ivy covered her screaming face with a pillow.
"Not so loud, you fools! Kory's not the only she-brute here that can crush us to death! I was sharing Dick with another woman earlier; she was even more domineering than his girlfriend is!" Ivy turned her voice to a low whisper as she added, "She's still resting a few rooms away...trust me, incurring that woman's wrath is not a mistake you want to make, Selina!"
"In that case, you better be quiet, Harley!" Selina hissed in a low voice, giving the pale woman a quick flick on the clit, causing the blonde to squirm wildly under her grip. "There you go...oh, and Ivy?"
"Yes?" Ivy closed the door and replaced the pillow with herself, sitting over Harley and stifling her gasps and moans.
"Our little rendezvous here...isn't going to happen again. As much as I liked sampling the goods you get on the regular, I'm definitely not gonna be visiting anytime soon if six-foot Amazons waiting to bend you over her knee are part of the package deal!"
"That's too bad...I was just enjoying your company." Ivy sighed again, this time with an expression of fake sadness, straddling Harley's face fully as Selina positioned herself over the both of them.
The three Sirens proceeded to engage themselves in a position Ivy knew all too well: a cunnilingus daisy chain (or as Harley crudely named it, a 'pussy eatin' circle') where the redhead was eaten out by Harley, Selina would eat out Harley, and Ivy herself would go down on the brunette's dripping quim...by impressively contorting her curvaceous figure, her legs wrapped around Ivy's head and face buried between the blonde's thighs.
It was an exhilarating experience the first time around for Ivy--being part of a continuous orgasmic cycle, the squeaking and yelping sounds of the three women's climaxes reverberating through their cunts and going through their quivering, sweat-covering bodies...but the older woman was so used it by now that the act of swabbing Selina's slit with her tongue and jamming her pussy into Harley's sex-hungry maw now felt more like a chore than anything else.
But right as Ivy resigned herself to another night of kinky three-way sex with her fellow villainesses, the three women were interrupted by the loud sound of a door slamming open.
BAM!
Ivy pulled her face from Selina's sopping wet snatch, her juices staining her full, green lips and chin--and turned to see a sleep-deprived, yet thoroughly furious-looking Karen Starr in the doorway, with Dick Grayson thrown over his shoulder like a helpless sack of potatoes.
The Gotham City Sirens immediately paused their sapphic lovemaking as the presence of the muscular blonde became known to them. Ivy cursed under her breath. "Shit!"
She had completely forgotten about her own warning to Harley and Selina regarding the hibernating Power Girl, the three of them getting a little carried away in their not-so-quiet giggling, moaning, and squealing...and now they had awoken the beast. Ivy pitied Dick's current position and the fact that he was also facing her wrath, yet all the redhead could think now was what the bustier version of Supergirl was going to do with them--
"I'm gonna be sleeping on the couch DOWNSTAIRS, and if I get woken up again, I swear I'm gonna smother you to death!" Karen announced crankily, causing Ivy to flinch, then sigh in relief as she realized that the buxom woman was referring to Dick, not her.
