Date: Sat, 19 Aug 2017 12:47:09 -0500
From: Ebon Artist <ebonart.gallery@gmail.com>
Subject: RIDDLE ME THIS, ROBIN 6

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RIDDLE ME THIS, ROBIN 6

PENGUIN'S DOOM


The Penguin lounged poolside, his pale rotund naked form oiled by his
various mind-controlled slaves, both male and female. The water was
slightly above freezing, just as he liked it, and small black shapes shot
though it occasionally - actual penguins he'd rescued from captivity in the
Gotham Zoo. Above him was the irregular faceted dome that covered the main
floor of the Iceberg Lounge, filtering the harsh sun into a cool and
subdued lighting.

Life was good. His business was thriving, his criminal enterprises were
paying off, and he had five-star chefs preparing his favorite meal: raw
oysters on the half-shell. And best yet: Batman and Robin were entombed
alive inside impenetrable concrete, living statues still able to barely
breathe, so that it would be weeks before they starved to death in
delicious agony. Penguin felt his cock rise up hard and ready as he thought
about them begging him to let them go.

The Penguin took his slick long member in hand and stroked himself, the
subtle tingling oils making it that much more pleasurable. The idea of
Batman and Robin at his feet, begging, helpless... he shivered and then
ejaculated all over his bulging belly.

"Ahhh, Sondra, bring me a towel... and I need another drink!" Penguin
squawked. He smiled at the youth delivering things from the bar. Maybe
later he'd put the boy in Robin's old costume and fuck him senseless. Oh,
that was a good idea.

The sinister bird eyed the youth as he put down the drink and walked away,
imagining the boy in Robin's tight little silk briefs, begging him to stop
pounding his ass. Oh yeah.

"Boss!" he heard one of his gunmen cry out, one of the pair guarding the
elevator to his private apartments. What could possibly...?

Suddenly the men reeled back as the elevator door opened, smoke billowing
out from it. "WWAUG!" screeched the Penguin as he rolled off his lounge
chair. In the smoke... it was impossible! Unthinkable! No!

"WAWCK! Batman and Robin!?"

Caped figures shot out of the smoke, fists flashing as they took down the
door guards, then other that responded! Batman's fists were like hammers,
driving back the gunmen while Robin darted among them, fast and lithe, long
legs snapping out to kick men in the head.

The Penguin scrabbled at his towel as he waddled along the poolside. He
looked back and saw the Dynamic Duo stalking towards him, dispatching his
guards one by one. A man bore Robin to the ground, but Batman quickly dealt
with him. Another leapt at Batman from a balcony, but Robin pushed Batman
aside and dealt with the attacker with quick, precise karate blows. They
worked like a team, and all Penguin could do was stagger backwards, his
back to the frigid waters. No umbrella weapons, no tricks in his top hat.

Batman strode forward, his long dark cape flapping behind him. Robin was at
his shoulder, the teen boy eager to get in his licks as well. "Penguin! You
have no place to go! Surrender and I'll make sure the police know you were
cooperative!"

"Yeah!" said Robin, the young teen's gloved hands balled into tight fists.
"You could be out in five or ten years!"

The Penguin smiled and dropped his towel, his turgid cock still fully
erect. He was a large man in many ways, and his length was always something
he'd been proud of, but he was especially proud it's veined girth. He was
easily as thick as the end of the soda bottle, his glans the size of a
small apple. "All right, caped cops, you have me!"

Robin stepped back, and averted his head. "Cover yourself, at least!"

Batman shook his head. "Please spare the boy the sight of your ...." Batman
suddenly narrowed his eyes. In defeat, the degenerate old bird should have
been as limp as a shrimp. Instead... "Robin!" he cried out just as the
Penguin whistled sharply.

Sleek black forms suddenly rocketed from the pool, their speed propelling
them through the air in a brief enjoyment of the flight nature had denied
them! The small penguins flew like arrows, their sharp beaks slashing at
Batman and Robin as the stunned duo tried to fend them off.

"Holy amphibious assault, Batman!... I feel... strange..." Robin said as he felt
his legs give out, and he staggered backwards.

Batman, too, felt the sudden weariness, his honed muscles suddenly weak and
unresponsive. Quickly, he dropped a capsule from his utility belt into his
gloved hand and swallowed the tiny pill. "Robin! The Penguin has poisoned
the beaks of those innocent birds! Use your bat-anti-toxin!"

"WAUG!" the Penguin grinned as he waddled forward, as the Dynamic Duo
slowly sank to their knees, weak as kittens from the poisoned penguins!

"Boys!" he said as he snapped his fingers. Some of the staggered gunmen
rushed up to restrain the Caped Crusaders. Batman and Robin weakly
struggled against the manhandling, as they were dragged and then forced to
kneel before the Penguin. Batman could feel his own head begin to clear but
it was obvious Robin hadn't been so quick - he'd failed to take the
anti-toxin and now the boy's head lolled as he fought to retain
consciousness. Fight, son! Batman thought, feeling a swell of pride at the
fighting spirit his young sidekick was showing.

Then Batman's cowled head was in an armlock as the Penguin approached to
rub Batman's head between his mask's bat-ears. "Well, now, Batsy, the
tables are turned yet again, are they not? What was up is now down! WAUG!"

"Cease your pretentious patter, Penguin!" Batman growled as he fought
weakly against the men holding him.

"Oh, you'll be the one to shut up, Batman!" The Penguin growled, and then
motioned with his hand. Batman was forced lower, and Penguin brought his
massive cock up to smear Batman's mouth and chin with his dripping precum.

Batman spat the sweet salty ooze from his lips, then fought again as the
gunmen holding him forced his mouth open - it was soon filled with
Penguin's massive glans, slick and wet with his pre. Batman fought to twist
his head away but the men were too strong and for now he was too weak. The
Penguin pumped his thick crown against Batman's lips and tongue, fucking
the helpless Dark Knight's mouth until the rotund bird groaned, and then
shot his load into Batman's mouth and face! POW! BAM! JISM!!

The Penguin laughed as he watched shot after shot paint Batman's mask with
white ropes of spunk, his man-juices running down the leather cowl to drip
and run over the struggling hero's strong jaw and neck.

"I assume my previous commands to you still stand, Batman?" the Penguin
chortled, and Batman gasped. The scent of the man's thick cum had indeed
made him intensely horny once more, far sooner than he'd anticipated!
Suddenly all Batman could think about was Robin's trim young body, mere
feet away. His thick bat-cock suddenly tented his own midnight blue trunks,
and Penguin reached to rub the bulge as the gunmen pulled Batman upright.

Penguin ran his hand over that gith mound, as Batman gasped and tried to
clear his head. His intense sexual need was overpowering! Penguin slowly
teased the Caped Crusader's trapped length, feeling it grow hard and thick.

The Penguin freed Batman's foot-long cock from it's prison, then stroked it
slowly, admiring it's almost superhuman perfection - the peak of human
masculinity, rigid as a steel bar, warm and silky-skinned, already wet and
dripping with precum. The Penguin leaned in to lick and suckle that
gleaming glans, almost as thick as his own.

"Penguin, you will rue the day-oooffff" Batman growled, then groaned as two
gunmen gut-punched him hard.

Penguin's mouth slid over the slick crown of the bat-cock, his tongue
teasing the Dark Knight to new trembling heights of need. Even Robin's
agile and practiced mouth had never pleasured him this much! Batman gasped
as he felt his iron self-control begin to wither as Penguin suckled his
cock, slurping and licking and wetly kissing the crown while soft hands
stroked his thick hard shaft.

"Haha, as much as I am enjoying the bat-boner, I think it should find it's
natural home... in your little sidekick's tight ass. Though I'm guessing that
pretty bird is a lot less tight these days! WAUG!"

At a gesture from the Penguin, the gunmen holding Robin's almost limp form
dragged the Boy Wonder over and threw him at Penguin's feet. Robin moaned
and tried to rise but the poison racing through his strong young body was
making him so weak he could barely keep his eyes open.

Penguin laughed as Batman spat and struggled, then he bent to adjust
Robin's cape and then undo the first tie on the boy's red leather vest - he
opened a couple more, then stroked Robin's pretty masked face slowly,
feeling the youth's soft skin and strong jawline. He ran a finger across
Robin's wet red lips then plunged two fingers in the boy's quivering mouth.
He smiled broadly as the Boy Wonder's tender bow-shaped lips tried to
suckle his fingers.

"What a good little boy! Robin seems to have learned his place with older
men, Batman! After this is done, I shall give him to my men as a gift! Of
course once he's old enough to shave, he will be of no interest to them, so
he'll be disposed of at that time."

Batman twisted helplessly against the men holding him, refusing to rise to
the Penguin's bait. Little did he know Robin had been shaving for two years
now! His fresh-featured demeanor had fooled many a criminal until they
learned the youthful companion had steel-strong muscles and a fighting
heart! (OK, so it was more like every three days or so, but it still
counted!)

Penguin squatted and rubbed his broad dripping crown over Robin's lips,
smearing the boy's soft mouth with his sticky seed. Penguin cackled as
Robin's tongue slowly cleaned off the jism, the youth seeming to gain
strength from it. He squeezed his thick length and pumped a few short
squirts of his remaining cum over Robin's masked face.... Then he laughed
even more as he began to piss in the Boy Wonder's face. His stream was
sudden, hot and hard, playing over the kid's soft features, soaking into
Robin's leather mask and running over his neck into his cape. Penguin
played his urine into the boy's hair, then down across his strong chest,
then back up to his face and open mouth - Robin coughed, then helplessly
swallowed Penguin's thick piss, the pungent stream bringing him to his
senses enough to turn and cough - a gunman moved to position the boy's head
properly, and Robin could do nothing but swallow the man's hot piss or
drown.

Finally the Penguin finished and motioned for one of his servants. The boy
from earlier dumped a bucket of near-freezing water all over Robin's head
and chest, making the teen gasp and rise up, only to flop back down again,
clean but now shivering violently with the cold, his lips almost blue.

"Robin seems to need some warming up, Batman..." Penguin laughed as the Boy
Wonder quivered and shook from his sudden icy bath, and motioned for his
men to move the Dark Knight over to the boy. Penguin reached to slide his
grip over that magnificent bat-cock, still hard as a rock, and then he had
Robin picked up by the shoulders, his trim body trailing behind as he was
moved as well.

Penguin licked his lips. "Batman, Carry out my last command!" he crowed as
the men let Batman go. The gunmen stood apprehensively as the caped
crusader looked around him,and glared, then they smiled as Batman turned
away, bent, and pulled down Robin's tight silky trunks. The man bent and
put his head between those long smooth legs, began to lick and tongue
Robin's anus as the Boy Wonder started to moan. Penguin moved to the boy
and put his hand on the back of Robin's head, gripping the boy's damp hair
in a tight grip. Then he pushed Robin's soft mouth down on his thick cock.

"Time we served this birdie spit-roasted, Batman!" Penguin laughed as he
began to fuck Robin's helpless mouth, his precum soon drooling out of the
corner of the helpless youth's mouth. Robin could only shiver as he felt
Batman's warm sucking mouth on his taint and then, then he cried out around
Penguin's cock as he felt the bat-cock enter him again. Thankfully Batman
has only used him less than an hour ago, so he was still all stretched and
ready, but even so, taking his mentor's tremendous length was no small task.

Batman glared at the Penguin as the old bird fucked his teen sidekick's
soft slack mouth, even as he fucked the boy's tight ass. The clinging heat
of Robin's body made his heart beat faster and faster, just as he planned -
he knew the Penguin would not pass up another opportunity to humiliate
them, and luckily he'd been able to take the bat-anti-toxin. Now he could
feel it begin to strip away the effects of the penguin poison, and soon he
was in control of his powerfully muscled form once more just as he felt his
cum begin to pump into Robin's limp form.

The Penguin shouted as he finished off in Robin's mouth, then pulled away
and staggered back. "Ah, that was... WAUG!"

The Penguin squawked as Batman suddenly surged to his feet, grabbed him,
and threw him head-first into the icy swimming pool! Gunmen, grown
complacent, were too slow on the draw - Batman's flashing fists put them
down even as they reached for their guns.

As Penguin squawked and splashed from the sudden icy dunking, Batman knew
the degenerate old bird would be giving no commands soon. He bent over
Robin, covering the boy with his thick cape, and drew another vial from his
belt. This he pressed directly to the firm smooth curve of Robin's ass,
injecting him directly with concentrated bat-anti-venom.

Seconds later, the masked youth, damp and trembling, got to his feet. "Holy
double-times, Batman..." the teenager groaned as he leaned against Batman's
powerful form.

"Robin, there's something else you need to do to me...."

Robin gulped hard. But... he would die for Batman. How could he refuse him
anything? He started to undo his trunks, but Batman stopped him with a
slight laugh.

"Your devotion to duty is commendable, Robin, but I meant using the
Penguin's neural programming umbrella to de-program me!"

Robin laughed and retrieved the device, and opened it up. He spun it as
Batman watched.

"Gosh, um, Batman... you will no longer have a desire to have sex with Robin
all the time," the boy said, then.... "Except when you really want to; and
you'll sneak into his room at least once a week and fuck him until he
cannot stand!"

"ROBIN!" Batman gasped.

"And, um, you'll forget you were told this but still act on it!"

Robin furled the hypnotic umbrella and watched Batman carefully. The Dark
Knight smiled and replaced his erect cock into his costume.

"Good going, old chum. That seems to have done it. No more inappropriate
behavior! Now... let's make sure the Penguin is really on ice...."

"Holy abstinence programs, Batman! That sounds OK to me!" the teen wonder
grinned. He stowed the umbrella to put in his own trophy case later. Just
in case.

END