Gotham's BDSM Whispers

In the shadows of Wayne Manor, Alfred's disapproving gaze is absent. Bruce, unmasked, delves into his kinkiest fantasy with Selina Kyle. She's bound, her wrists secured to the four-poster bed, her body arched in anticipation. He teases her, running his gloved hands along her curves, the soft leather a stark contrast to her bare skin. She squirms, her breath hitching as he leans in, his voice a low growl, "Say you're mine, Selina." Their game of power and submission intensifies, their moans echoing through the grand house, a symphony of their shared, forbidden secret.

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