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Selina sat on top of Zatanna’s belly, doing her makeup. When she’d surprised Zatanna, knocking her out and then tying her to the bed, Zatanna had put on her famous outfit but no make-up. Selina thought that was just unbearable. It was one thing to bondage a girl up, but without even eyeliner? 

Zatanna squirmed helplessly under Selina's weight, nonetheless holding still enough as Selina applied lip gloss to Zatanna's mouth and stared at her work critically. With her other hand, Selina had her claws out, and had made it clear that she would slash Zatanna if she heard anything backwards.

"Looks pretty good, Zatanna. You have a naturally sallow complexion that requires a light makeup—or a healthy sex life to give your face tone."

“Batman’s girlfriend is going to give me tips about a healthy sex life?”

Selina scowled. “I need a little magic in my life, Zee. How about it?”

“Never.”

Selina reached over and picked up her vibrator. It looked like the handle of her whip, only somehow the absence of the lash made it even more intimidating. She turned it on and it buzzed wickedly while Zatanna's eyes went big.

"What are you going to do with that?" she gasped, twisting under Selina. Even as she tried to get away, she felt an awful curiosity consume her, a buzz of need straight from the feel of Selina’s body-warm leathers pressing into her own flesh.

Selina reached behind her with the humming device and rode it along Zatanna's cunt, protected only by the thin, silken briefs that ended her fishnets. Zatanna surged up as if stung by a bee.

"OH. GREAT HEAVENS!" she cried. She squirmed helplessly under Selina, feeling sudden rushes of sexuality from the buzzing device. It was not exactly shaped like a cock. The top tapered to a blunt point which Selina now used to dig inside the tender, pink opening of the held down girl.

"AH-SELINA. OH, OH, OH!"

"I want you to cast a spell for me," said Selina calmly, but not without a smile as she watched Zatanna’s face flush and contort, her lips opening in speechless gaping as she tried to contain her own cries, then failing as she invariably panted and moaned at the feelings rustling inside her.

"DON'T—DO THAT!" screamed Zatanna, almost throwing off the other woman. "OH, MYYYYY!"

But, quick as a cat, Selina reversed her position so she faced away from Zatanna, and sat on her belly facing the girl's legs. She opened Zatanna’s thighs. She forced the vibrator directly on Zatanna's cunt, the briefs over it pulled thin by her spread legs, and dug it into the cloth so hard that it almost broke through. 

"SELINA! SELINA!" screamed Zatanna, breaking out in a hot sweat, her breath coming rushing into her body as it turned feverishly warm inside her clothing. The fact that she was still dressed while feeling such wicked sensations made her feel all the more debauched, like she was doing something she shouldn’t, getting off while she was still the hero and inspiration of millions instead of her own private person. She was close to coming and she was still dressed like she was when she entertained huge crowds! It made her feel more on display than ever!

"Quit bucking, fishnets. It feels good and you know it."

Selina pushed down the soft thighs of the girl which strained upwards, young muscles standing out as Zatanna tried to spare herself. She licked her own lips, happily smelling Zatanna’s arousal soaking through her bottoms as she watched the ample amount of exposed flesh under Zatanna’s fishnets ripple and goosepimple with what she was feeling. As much as Zatanna’s face was trying, and failing, to suffer stoically through her unwelcome pleasure, her body couldn’t hide what it felt. In fact, it was embracing it. She could even see Zatanna’s toes pleasurably curling right through her fishnets.

"AH, TOOOOO GOOD. OH, NO!"

Zatanna began to shake and writhe in open pleasure as Selina held the vibrator vertically against her cunt, letting its persistent throb into all of Zatanna’s sex at once. Selina used it like a cock, slowly dragging it back and forth over her labia. When she flicked it over Zatanna’s clitoris, the magician kicked her feet, even squeezed her thighs together, trying to capture the feeling where it was most needed. But Selina would never let it stay there. Not until Zee gave her what she wanted.

Zatanna pushed and tugged with her hands ineffectually, trying to save her cunt. She couldn't get free of her bonds. She could not protect her womanhood, which now sent off fast, hot rushes of pleasure. In spite of her desire to stop, she had to thrust her belly up to take the vibrator fuck, each thrust stronger than the last.

"YOU'RE... FUCKING... MEEEEE!" she wailed.

"You need it, Zatanna. The reason guys stay away from you is that you don't get enough. Men sense women's sexual tensions; you come off desperate. A well-screwed woman doesn't send out signals like you do. You reek of a hot girl's needs."

"I DON'T! HA-UH, HA-UH, HA-UH."

"Listen to you sing, Zatanna. You're even turning me on, and I don't have sex with women."

Selina was fascinated with this experimentation on the magician's cunt. It’s been a long time since she had such a luscious young woman to play with. She fucked the buzzing device into Zatanna's inner thigh, seeing that its vibrations were still reaching Zatanna’s sex, and thrilled to feel the girl's rise to the friction, belly and thighs trembling and the grunts coming fast.

Zatanna had stained the vibrator with her arousal, making it slippery in Selina's hand as she ran it from the front of Zatanna’s briefs to the back. She felt the ecstasy that Zatanna felt as the taken girl twisted helplessly under her. Zatanna must have the hottest cunt Selina’s ever played. Right now the sounds from the fucked girl's throat were continuous gasps, gurgles and grunts of high passion.

Zatanna was jerked almost out of her mind by the device which still wouldn’t go in her. It was a little too big for her tight cunt anyway. Her belly seethed with golden pleasure, her ears rang with lust, and she worked her belly slavishly to the master strokes of the other girl.

"AH, NOW SELINA. I'M GOING... GOING... GOING -- PUH-LEEZE STOP!"

Selina worried that she might force the orgasm too soon. She eased her weapon away from the girl's cunt and spun around once more to sit facing Zatanna's head. Zatanna shuddered and turned her face from Selina's sight in embarrassment.

Selina held the vibrator aloft, gleaming with Zatanna's contributions. To Zatanna's horror, Selina's pink tongue flicked out and licked the smooth honey that coated the device. She moaned as she tasted Zatanna on her tongue, rolling the taste around in her mouth, her full wet tongue lavishly working across her lips as she let her every taste bud know what to expect from Zatanna’s cunt.

"Always wondered what a fucked girl tastes like," laughed Selina. 

She gave the vibrator a couple of healthy licks, then reached behind her and plunged it once more into Zatanna's cunt. The break Zatanna had gotten had not been long enough to decrease her arousal, it had just sapped any defense she had built against it. When Selina came back to her, it was like she hadn’t been touched in a million years. 

"AHHHHH-EH!" Zatanna gasped. Either she’d forgotten just how good the vibe felt or it was fucking her better than ever. All she could think of was how she hadn’t come, how desperately she needed to come, how impossible it was that she could be so full of feeling without tipping over into orgasm.

Calmly, almost absently, Selina used her free hand to reach into Zatanna’s corset and dig her palm into Zatanna's full breast, teasing the hard nipple. Zatanna’s teat was full and swollen inside her fingers, just soft enough for her digits to sink into, but firm enough to prove it was real, despite its large, tempting size. Selina purred lustfully as she nipped at its contours with the very tips of her claws, adding some pain to the pleasure of massaging Zatanna’s tit.

"OHHHH," went Zatanna. "OH—THAT F-F-FEELS—GOOOOOOD!"

"How about giving me a ride?" Selina asked, frigging Zatanna behind her with the vibrator and kneading her sexy breasts, one after the other, up front.

Zatanna had to give up all idea of preserving her decorum or her sexuality. The hot vibrator below, reaming her cunt, coupled with Selina's outrageous hands digging into her breasts, took her right up to ecstasy. She panted, even drooled, feeling an excessive shock of satisfaction in having her breasts exposed. Somehow just having her corset pulled down her body made her feel freed from the compulsion to be a prim, proper Justice Leaguer, a model daughter to her hero father, a proud and independent woman who would never find herself enjoying being forcefully aroused and seduced by a stone-cold villainess.

Selina took her hand away, just long enough for Zatanna to open her eyes and look up at her with an unmistakable need, lips twisted in disappointment at no longer being touched. Laughing triumphantly, Selina brought her hand back down, slapping Zatanna’s overripe tits with a stinging blow. Zatanna cried out almost orgasmically as the pain flushed through her. There seemed to be no room for the pleasure she was already feeling. The pain just seemed to push into that overcrowded compartment inside her, straining it at the seams until Zatanna didn’t know how she wasn’t just bursting.

“Do as I say!” Selina demanded, slapping Zatanna’s breasts again and watching happily as they jiggled with an artistic blush of red pain on their contours and a ripple of undeniable softness. She wanted to kiss them too, or bite them. A true cat, she had to nibble on the things she loved as much as she licked them. “Be my pet!”

Zatanna moaned in both happiness and fright, intimidated by her own mind-breaking level of lust. She didn’t know how much longer she could stop herself from giving in. The pain was becoming unbearable. It was also becoming narcotic. She found herself wishing Selina would hit her harder—maybe use the claws.

Instead of slapping Zatanna again—landing a blow on either of her clearly erect nipples—Selina ran that hand through her hair. With the vibrator, she tapped out a gibberish Morse code message on Zatanna’s clit, keeping the contacts brisk and fleeting. Direct hits on the most pleasurable sensation Zatanna had ever felt, but never long enough for her to enjoy them, or even really comprehend what she was feeling before it was over, and then starting again, and then gone once more. Zatanna looked into Selina’s sparkling green eyes and wondered, horrified, if Selina would just stop altogether.

“I’ll do it!” she cried. “I’ll cast spells, I’ll brew potions, I’ll do anything I want! Just! Just!”

“Reward you,” Selina purred. She lowered the vibrator—millimeter by millimeter—back to Zatanna’s clit. It took a small eternity to reach it. “I know.”

"AH-HAAA, AH-HAAA, AH-HAAA," Zatanna sighed, feeling the incredible power of her sex rising to a fabulous orgasm. Shots and streaks of wild joy penetrated every part of her body. She whined and twisted and hunkered and keened, sweating, grunting like a pig. The sweet, majestic agony of pleasure could not last long.

"HOOOOO—NOWWWWW!" she gasped.

She gave a great gasp and locked her thighs on the wonderful vibrator. Her throbs of relief and submission swept her away to a dizzy, dazed state as her sex clutched and unclutched on the machine that Selina kept reaming on and over her cunt to make her give up all her treasure. Feeling silly, weak, and totally wonderful, Zatanna kicked her legs helplessly and surrendered deep, aching throbs of joy until her strong passion ran out.

"WOOOOO," she sighed at last, tapering and relaxing. Her cunt flowed with excess juice and her belly glowed in sweet euphoria. Selina had used her well. She just lay quietly on the bed, dazed and temporarily exhausted.

Selina got up and off her victim, well-satisfied, her own cunt warm and glowing. “You’re not casting any spells for a while. I have something much better for that mouth to do.”