Reborn as Raven in Dc... But as a Futa?

Weeks passed in secret training sessions, and Batgirl became Raven's hidden weapon, learning to wield her sexuality like a finely honed blade. Raven, with her divine aura of lust and power, moulded Batgirl to be not just a vigilante but a dominatrix, one who could control men with a single touch. In the dead of night, away from prying eyes, Barbara Gordon was transformed into a force of dominance—a woman who would not only serve Raven's desires but would also maintain order within the Tower in the most intimate of ways.

Raven's control over the Tower was already growing stronger, her pheromones and divine aura saturating every corner, raising the sex drives of those within it. Yet, with the male Titans left unsatisfied for so long, something Raven had manipulated and they required someone to handle their needs—a task Batgirl was now ready to undertake.

It was with this newfound purpose that Raven brought Batgirl into the fold, slowly easing her into the daily life of the Tower. The male Titans were none the wiser, assuming she was there to lend a hand with routine missions. And to an extent, she did blend in naturally, returning to Gotham from time to time to maintain her alibi, assisted by Nightwing, who covertly worked to keep her presence hidden from Batman's watchful eye.

Recently Raven put the tower on lockdown including communications while she made moves on the outside. But keeping the male titans holed up for long will only incite chaos in the long run and that was something Raven didn't want now at least.

But all the while, Batgirl knew her real role—to be the secret flame Raven fanned behind closed doors, waiting for the moment when she would unveil her sexual dominance over the Tower's men. And that moment came one afternoon, when Batgirl stumbled upon an opportunity she could not resist.

Raven had different friends in her dorm that were basically refined sex experts in a particular category. As physics majors, studying, researching, and acquiring into the nature of things were their strengths… at least for the girls who burned with passion for the discipline. Hence some of them were masters in certain areas of sex, forming a sort of group with each member having a specialty one of which was called the semen demon.

Raven could only impart just a few of their experiences into Batgirls but there was little she could do with just words and demonstrations, the rest would be up to her.

It was during a lull in their routines that Batgirl made her move, seemingly by accident. She pushed open a door, only to find herself standing in the boys' shower and locker room. Cyborg, Beast Boy, and Nightwing were just finishing their sparring session, towels draped over their hips as they prepared to hit the showers. The room was filled with laughter and easy camaraderie, but the moment Batgirl stepped in, all conversation ceased, eyes turning to her in shock and curiosity.

"Oh, sorry... wrong room," Batgirl said, feigning embarrassment, her voice light and carefree. But the way her eyes roved over their half-naked forms, the way she lingered on their exposed chests and damp skin, spoke of something far more deliberate. She glanced briefly at the small remote in her hand—a discreet device Raven had given her, a piece of tech magic designed to stimulate and control Cyborg's sexual responses.

"Uh, Batgirl, you—uh—might want to head to the other locker room," Beast Boy stammered, his green skin darkening as he quickly tightened his towel around his waist. Cyborg stood silently, his gaze curious yet wary. Nightwing's eyes narrowed with suspicion, though his posture remained relaxed. It was as if he sensed something was off, yet couldn't put his finger on it.

"Oh, don't mind me," Batgirl said, casually dropping her belt to the floor and beginning to unfasten her bodysuit. "I've been around boys my whole life. This isn't anything I haven't seen before."

The pheromones Raven had spread through the Tower for weeks now hummed in the air, thick and potent. The male Titans had been exposed to it constantly, their sense of reason dulled and their lust heightened to a fever pitch. Batgirl knew that under this lust, it wouldn't take much to tip them over the edge—to make them pliable, desperate, and ready for her.

As her bodysuit hit the floor, Batgirl's naked form was revealed—her toned body, flushed and shimmering under the harsh lights. She reached for her breasts, squeezing them teasingly as the boys' eyes widened, unable to look away. The room grew unbearably hot, filled with the rising tension and the unspoken allure of what was to come.

"Batgirl, what... what are you doing?" Cyborg asked, though his voice was thick with desire. He felt a twinge in his mechanical parts as Batgirl pressed a button on the remote, activating the sexual stimulants Raven had infused into his systems. His towel shifted, revealing his growing erection as he struggled to maintain control.

"Helping you relax," Batgirl whispered, her voice husky and commanding as she approached him. "All of you."

She gave each of them a pointed look, making sure they understood that she was no longer playing by the rules. Within seconds, the boys were lined up, the desire and the scent of Raven's ever-permeating aura clouding their minds. Batgirl could see their lust and submission in the way their cocks twitched and swayed, ready for her touch.

She started with Cyborg, the remote buzzing softly in her hand as she activated a wave of pleasure through his cybernetic enhancements. Her fingers wrapped around his cock, stroking slowly and deliberately. "You like that, don't you?" she teased, her thumb gliding over his sensitive head. Cyborg groaned, his hips bucking involuntarily into her hand. But just as he felt his release approaching, Batgirl tightened her grip, cutting off his climax and leaving him trembling with unfulfilled need.

"Not yet," she whispered into his ear, a sultry promise laced with control.

Beast Boy was next, his eyes wide and green as he tried to process what was happening. But he didn't have the time to protest—Batgirl's hand was on him in an instant, stroking and teasing, her touch sending shivers down his spine. He whimpered as she brought him to the brink, only to ruin his orgasm with a twist of her wrist, making him spill in a weak dribble, his body convulsing with the denied pleasure.

"Poor little Beast Boy," Batgirl cooed, licking a bead of precum from her fingertip. "Did you really think you'd get to cum that easily?"

The cruel tease in her voice made the boys quiver, but there was no denying how much they were aching for her touch, their cocks aching and twitching in anticipation.

When it came to Nightwing, he tried to hold back, tried to resist. Unlike the others, his defiance burned stronger, his pride as a leader making it difficult for him to fully submit. But Batgirl was relentless. She pushed him down onto the bench, his towel falling away to expose his throbbing cock. And as she straddled him, her hands began their work, bringing him to the edge faster than either of them anticipated.

But when his hips thrust up, desperate for release, Batgirl pulled away, tying a thin rope around the base of his cock, knotting it tight. Nightwing's eyes widened in pain and pleasure, his cock swelling but unable to cum, trapped by the pressure of the binding.

"Please... please, Barbara..." Nightwing begged, his voice cracking with desperation. "I can't... I need..."

Batgirl only smirked, kneeling between his legs and taking his cock into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the head, sucking and teasing, making him cry out as his hips bucked into her mouth, desperate for any kind of relief. And all the while, she maintained the tension of the rope, keeping him on the brink of orgasm but never letting him fall over the edge.

She worked on him for what felt like hours, her mouth warm and wet, her hands stroking and teasing until he was a mess of moans and curses. But she never let him cum, never loosened the rope's tight hold on his cock.

Eventually, when she pulled away, Nightwing was left gasping and trembling, his cock still painfully hard, trapped in its cruel bind. Batgirl stood, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand as she walked to the showers, stripping off the last of her clothing and letting the water cascade over her. She washed away the evidence of their encounter, the hot water mingling with the scent of arousal that filled the air.

But just before stepping into the shower, Batgirl glanced back at Cyborg and Beast Boy, who were trembling on their knees, their eyes still begging for the release that had been denied. With a smirk, she walked over to each of them, stroking their cocks in turn—first Cyborg, then Beast Boy—bringing them back to the brink of orgasm.

"Go on, boys," Batgirl purred, her voice dripping with promise. "Let it out..."

The two let out moans of relief as Batgirl's skilled hands brought them to a shuddering climax. They spilled over her hands and onto the floor, cum dripping down their cocks as they reached a half-satisfying orgasm. And just as they were at the peak of their pleasure, Batgirl twisted her hands, ruining the tail end of their climaxes, leaving them writhing and gasping on the floor, their bodies collapsing with a mixture of bliss and frustration.

"Half a taste... is better than none, right?" she teased, watching the silly smiles spread across their faces. Even though half their orgasm had been ruined, it was a relief they had waited weeks for, and for a brief second, they pitied Nightwing—then, they were too lost in their half-sated pleasure to care.

Batgirl, with a satisfied smirk, stepped into the shower, letting the water cleanse her as she washed away the sins of the encounter. She dressed calmly afterward, fastening her belt and adjusting her uniform. And just before leaving, she cast one last glance at Nightwing, still bound and begging for the relief that would not come.

"Be a good boy and stay there," she said with a smirk. "Maybe... just maybe, I'll let you cum."

Nice twist huh? You thought it was only Raven that was going to be the dominatrix here right?

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