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My hands and legs were bound in leather, just how I liked it.
Not that I liked it so tight, but when I got angry, the feel of tight leather calmed my lithe body.
My eyes were not my own. Focusing was hard.
Damn him spraying his magic mist.
The green had taken on a deep piercing stare.
I called loudly to my friends to come and save me from this freak.
If he thinks he can lick my face, and get away with it, he's got no idea who he's messing with.
Surely the masked Bat would arrive soon.
Although I wasn't sure I wanted to be saved.
Not by him anyway.
He'd recently taken on a lispy speech,
Which got really annnoyyyying at times.
Made me almost want to spit up fur balls.
There was something totally sexy about this purple suit wearing freak.
But I'm sure there were 10 things I hated about him.
He wasn't quite The Patriot.
But I didn't want to be stuck in a Knight's Tale.
Although I did appreciate his Two Hands.
Oh he could take me to that Brokeback Mountain I'd heard about.
Because I did have something he wanted, and he knew it.
But I really didn't think it had anything to do with the money.
Maybe it would turn into a Monster's Ball if all the freaks showed up.
Sure he wanted to know who the Batman really was,
but there was something else in his crazy
laugh that calmed the inner feline in me.
The way he flicked his hair, as his rancid breath blew into my ear,
Oh it just made me want to purrrrrrr.
My cries were heard by the felines in the neighbourhood.
Their shadows crept in through the small window half way up the wall
of my chamber.
They worked fast and my legs were released.
Not fast enough.
We heard his hysterical laughter warning of pending arrival.
My feline friends departed, leaving me to face The Joker alone.
Did I want to be evil? with this sexy psychopath?
Or should I just pretend to go along with his plan....
mmmmm, I said outloud, wondering which would be more fun....
Puuurrrrrffect I breathed deeply, placing my legs under my body.
Puurrrrrrffffect I smiled as I sat up and looked seductively at the bolted steel door
As it started to open, I slipped the torn leather bindings under my behind.
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