Finally, the last trap was
knocked off the Penguin’s glans. “You were bitching about this trap hurting
you right?” Selina asked…and then she whacked it
off…and Oswald howled.
Ashamed of the tears coursing
down his cheeks, Oswald Cobblepot could almost take
no more. “I-it’s too much…” The Penguin bit his lip and cried like a baby.
After a moment, Selina
began imitating him viciously “Wah-wah whah…I want my Mommy!” Selina
reached over and rubbed Oswald’s damaged cock gently. “You’re such a wimp, Pengy…I can’t believe that Darwin didn’t think of some way to wipe you out…you are a
shame to both the humans and the birds… there’s nothing in the species for you,
dear!”
Selina shook her long hair out and waved her breasts in
Oswald’s face, and continued to play with his suffering shaft. Her mocking eyes
were nearly too much for the naked little man. “You vicious little whore!”
Oswald screeched at the laughing girl as he tried to loosen himself from the
ceiling cuffs in vain.
Selina kept playing with Oswald’s dick and smirking
at him steadily.”You don’t think I’m a whore, do you,
Pengy?” she asked playfully. “After all a whore is
someone who fucks everyone, but a bitch is someone who fucks everyone but you.”
Selina threw her head back and laughed, and Julie
joined her, and this was just galling to the Penguin.
“I knew you when you were a two bit
hooker, Selina Kyle…blowing drunks in the alleys of Bludhaven, for God’s sake.
And for my money you still are a hooker!” the Penguin continued this
tirade, and then lapsed into a long trail of profanity.
Selina finally pulled her hand away from the Penguin’s
shaft, and she shook her locks sadly. Snapping her fingers, Selina
took a bamboo cane from Julie, and whacked Oswald’s stiff cock sharply with it, and the little man screamed and finally quieted down.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Selina’s cane landed five times
on the Penguin’s penis, and it died into limpness.
“Dear dear…Ozzy’s got quite a filthy mouth, eh, Julie?” Julie nodded.
“Guess it’s time for plan B.” Selina motioned to
Julie, and the younger dominatrix brought over a basin of water.
“Open your mouth, darling…” Selina kicked the Penguin in the balls, and he opened his
mouth to scream, and all of a sudden, the Catwoman
pushed a bar of foul-tasting yellow lye laundry soap into his jaws. “Eat it,
dearest…” Selina swung her cane, and whacked the
Penguin several times hard on the stomach.
“Are you going to chew that
soap?” The Penguin’s head shook violently.
“But darling, I’m trying to help
you have a clean mouth…so you won’t be saying all those naughty words!” Oswald
was gagging on the horrid taste of lye, but trying not to bite down. “No, you
must bite it…or I’ll squeeze your balls…you don’t believe me?”
The Penguin bit down
involuntarily as he felt his testicles crushed in the Catwoman’s
grasp. “Chew or I clench!” Finally Oswald began chewing the bar of soap as if
it were a giant Hershey’s Almond bar, and blessedly, Selina
took her hand off his balls.
“Now open your mouth a little, and I’ll take some of this nasty stuff out!” Thank
God, Oswald thought, as the Catwoman pulled some of
the chunks of lye soap out of his mouth…it was so bitter! She then scooped a
glass of water out of the basin that Julie held and told Oswald to drink it.
This didn’t seem to taste much better, and the Penguin gagged down the soapy
water. “Now this second glass you’ll gargle and spit, like you were at the
dentists!”
Suddenly Selina
had an electric toothbrush buzzing in the Penguin’s mouth and she brushed his
teeth assiduously.
“Don’t feel so sorry for yourself, Oswald” Selina said cheerfully. “This will help you appreciate your
toothpaste. But you know, in olden times, people didn’t have toothpaste, they
had to clean their teeth with ground up chalk, charcoal, lemon juice, fire
ashes, and actually tobacco, though that doesn’t seem to have done your
tootsies much good.”
Selina used short
back and forth brushing motions with the electric toothbrush, scouring the
outside and inside of the surfaces of the Penguin’s teeth, and then rubbed more
soap into the gum line. “And now for the back molars…where bacteria is sure to
hide… and of course brushing your tongue…no darling, don’t shut your mouth,
Mama doesn’t like that.”
Selina thoroughly pushed the soap around the Penguin’s
mouth and then she had him sip some more water. “That’s right, spit it out, and
now we’ll brush your mouth out with a little powdered Tide detergent..no no…don’t shut your mouth, Oswald…will I have to
use the cane?”
WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK “There now, you are
opening your mouth, and crying like a little girl, but if that’s the way it has
to be…I think you’ll keep your unpleasant remarks to yourself after this, eh
dear?”
“That’s right…take in the Tide
soap. Don’t swallow it, Oswald, it’s poison, you
know.” After five repetitions of brushing, gargling and re-brushing, the
Penguin’s mouth was hell. Oh, it was so awful. He’d never eat again, perhaps.
His teeth and gums were caked
with several different kinds of soap and he was beginning to have his mouth
filled with suds!
“Now then…that’s interesting…look
at all the bubbles you’re blowing, Oswald!” Selina
laughed. Julie set down the basin and took up the bamboo cane and whacked
Oswald several times on the bottom, and every time he screamed, he blew
bubbles. “This is quite amusing!” the Catwoman
laughed. “I wish I had a Super 8 video camera…can you imagine? But people might
use the image as an appetite suppressant or something, eh, Oswald?”
“Glug!”
howled the Penguin. Selina stretched out her hand
pulled Oswald’s cock again, massaging it quick and fast as he gasped, choking
on the suds of the Tide laundry soap. He might go blind or something from this,
for God’s sake! Not the masturbation,but
the soap. What would the she-devil think of next? Bleach?
Selina’s fingers had the Penguin’s penis absolutely rock
hard, and then she nodded to Julie and took her hand away. WHACK! Julie’s cane
slammed on the tip of the Penguin’s penis, and as she lifted it again, there
was a red mark. WHACK WHACK WHACK!
The Penguin looked absolutely miserable at this point. But as he screamed when
the cane landed on his cock, the bubbles came out anew, which made the girls
increasingly hysterical!
“So, now do you think you’re willing to tell me Batman’s
identity?” Selina asked, as the Penguin spat the last
of the soap bubbles out, about an hour later. “I can’t remember it, Selina” the Penguin said wearily. Oh, how sick he was of
hanging from the ceiling. “I recognized the fellow…and his name was Bruce, and
yes, it was Bruce W-wuh, something.”
“Maybe you should be cleansed more.” Selina
said thoughtfully, looking at the miserable creature swinging from her rafters.
“I think I have a plan.” Selina disappeared and
returned with a jar of
Vaseline, a container of liquid Ivory soap and an enema bag.
“Oh cool!” Julie said happily. “An
enema…what will you give him, maybe a beer enema?” Selina
shook her head sagely. “No, Julie, beer enemas are not good.Beer,
on top of being dangerous for its alcohol content, releases a large amount of
carbon dioxide, and will bloat you like a frog: one litre
of beer equates, in volume, about four of salt water.
The reason beer is popular as an enema solution is that it somewhat tickles
one's anal region during expulsion.” Selina set the
things up on a table. “Boil water for me, dear. I also
considered soft drinks as an enema. Coca cola, Sprite, 7UP and many others all
have their fans; the effect is similar in most cases, namely that of a
moderately acidic enema causing some flatulence.
The only type of soda to somewhat stand out form the crowd
is Coke, which is very acidic,
and therefore very hard to retain; furthermore, it tends to leave one's
entrails sore for a while after the administration.” Selina
tittered, noting the Penguin’s expression. “No, it will be a straight soap
enema today, darling.Too bad I don’t have a glycerine suppository” What the hell was that, the little
criminal thought?
“In Mexico, the police
insert jalapeno peppers into the anus when giving punishment enemas to the
prisoners…luckily, I have none right now!”
Oswald watched in horror
as Selina poured a good 3 ounces of the liquid soap
into the enema bag, following this up with some boiling water that Julie
brought from the kettle in the kitchen. Selina then
shook up the bag a bit. “Good and sudsy.”
Selina
giggled, and Julie giggled as well. “Now we’ll put more boiling water in, three
quarts, yessir.” While Selina
was doing this delicate mixture, Julie was greasing the area around the
Penguin’s asshole with Vaseline. The Penguin felt Julie pushing with the
nozzle. “His ass is too narrow, Selina” Julie
reported dolefully.”I don’t understand it, because
I’ve been gradually opening up Ozzy’s rectum with
hard plastic, graduated anal dilators…I thought we really had a good hole,
there, but it seems like he may be too small for the nozzle.”
Julie shook her head, coming around the Penguin’s front.
“It’s ridiculous,because
I’ve used an eight inch long rectal protoscope in his
butt…as well as several dildoes and vibrators.”
“Nonsense” Selina replied, annoyed. “Call in Stuart” Oswald watched in
horror as a large black man was summoned to the room. “Stu, darling…do your fistie thing
with Oswald here.” As the Penguin looked on, faintly, the large black man
grinned and put on a rubber glove, and came around to Oswald’s backside, making
a fist.
All of a sudden, the Penguin felt an excruciating pain in
his buttocks. “Aaaaagh!” he screamed. “Fist him once
more.” Selina said, and the horrible pain came again,
and Oswald nearly passed out. Finally, the humongous Negro pulled his fist out.
“Now Oswald, lick all that bloody, shitty mess off Stuart’s glove.” Gagging,
the Penguin obeyed.
“Now it should be nice and loose back there, Julie”
reported Selina, and the girl went behind once more
to see what could be done.
Then the Penguin felt Julie inserting the enema nozzle, and
releasing the clamp on the bag, and his anus filled with warm, soapy
water. Oswald recalled the first enema
his mother had given him, as punishment for losing his temper…oh, how relaxing
it was!
Oswald felt the water flowing into his body, just as he’d had it
the first time, flooding his rectum and moving into its intestines. He began
feeling severe cramps “Hold it, dear…hold it…do we have the butt plug? No?
Well…hold it anyway….Oh, dear!
All of a sudden Oswald Cobblepot let go,
bursting shit, soap, water and Vaseline all over the floor. “Well now, are we
going to have to bring you down to lick all this up, dearest?” Selina asked in a lilting voice.
There was a knock on the door. “Oh, she’s here.” Selina smiled at Oswald. The door opened, and Poison Ivy
came in, followed by two men lugging a large box. She walked calmly up to the
table, and embraced Selina. “I have something that I
think will work for you, Selina…” Oswald’s eyes
goggled as the two men put the box on the table. “These are Maroni and Moroney, an
Italian and an Irishman, both horticultural experts” Ivy smiled. “They’ve
helped me create something marvelous!” The men opened the box and lifted out a
plant. After a moment, the Penguin’s eyes bulged as he watched a green hairy
thing climb out of the box…no, it rose. It was a pair of short, hairy green leaves
that opened to grin. Was the thing My God, it was…it was snapping its leaves
together.
“Yes, you’ve guessed, darling…it’s the Dionaea muscipula,
mor e popularly known as the Venus Fly Trap!” Ivy
said, smiling. “And if you can’t tell Selina what she
wants to know…it’s going to eat your cock!”
My God, the thing is growing! Suddenly, it was too much. “Bruce
Willis!” the Penguin screamed. Selina looked puzzled.
“What?Bruce Willis, the
actor?” Selina cocked her head. “What about him…”
“He was cute in ‘Die Hard’, and ‘Nobody’s Fool’” contributed Julie
“And that Moonlighting series with Cybill Shepherd,
remember in seventh grade, we watched it together Selina?”
Ivy asked. “When we were in the Girl’s Reformatory?”
“What about Bruce Willis?” Selina asked.
“I was asking you who the Batman is!” Oswald nodded. “That’s right! It was a
diamond trade show we were robbing, and Bruce Willis was playing the Batman as
a sort of gimmick…his career is down now…and so he was playing the Batman as a
actor thing…I ran in to get the diamonds, Willis was in my way, and I ripped
his mask off, I noted who the actor was, and then I took the diamonds….but I
doubt he was really the Batman!”
Selina gasped. “You mean,
it wasn’t the other Bruce W.?” The Penguin shook his head as Julie disgustedly
let him down from the manacles. “What Bruce W? are you
talking about? I have no idea who the real Batman is,
he’s probably some supercop or something.”
Selina gritted her teeth. “All right, you can go, Penguin,
but not until you’ve licked up your shit and Vaseline from this floor!”
