Batman: Chase

Greetings, everyone! 

Here's a bonus story for you. It's a fun, passion project that I had been plotting on the side for a long time. I'm a big Batman fan, so I always wanted to write an erotic Batman story. This particular story follows a young woman, a student who lives In Gotham City. 

Please let me know what you think and if I should continue it or not. Thank you and happy reading!   

Batman: Chase

By Camille Juteau

Chapter 1

The year was 1992.

It was a noir night.

Per usual, I was behind on my work for school.

Gotham University.

Sounded like a great idea when I applied for it, but felt like hell once I was there. What was I thinking? This place was the worst thing for me, since it was so depressing now to be living full time in Gotham-City. That place could suck all the life out of someone. People warned me before I came here, but I wouldn’t listen. They were right. This city was problematic. We were instructed to come out of the walls of the university as little as possible because of all the mugging and all the other crimes, which constantly occurred in the streets of the city, among other worse crimes, as well, but I preferred not thinking about that too much because the more I did, and the more it began driving me crazy. It was funny. I came to Gotham to study fucked-up people, psychopaths, and such, but I now felt like I was about to become one myself instead of keeping a straight line. I needed a break. I had been studying in my office, which currently was the tiny closet in my minuscule room at school, for hours. I had been at it for far too long, and still didn’t progress anywhere near as much as I should have been. My back was hurting. I stood up from my squeaky wooden chair and turned my back to the closet.

I was done with studying for now. I had to cool off a bit. Even though my room was so small, I didn’t have to share it with anyone, at least. Based on what I heard, I, indeed, was given the smallest room of the entire school. So, not having to share it with anyone felt like the least they could do for me at this point.

Not having to share my room with anyone meant that I couldn’t care less about how I behaved when that one door was shut. Alone, in my own room, I could do whatever I desired to. Including having almost nothing going on, even if I wished to. I was, of course, never like this with people around, but when no one could see me, it didn’t matter if I wore a bra or not. Or if I wore underwear or not. I crashed onto my small bed with nothing on, but an old oversized, used shirt with holes that I now used as PJ's. The shirt was black. Well… It used to be so, but it was now of a dull gray color, and it had a certain, specific symbol on it. A logo. The symbol had two letters ‘A’ on it. It was an Arkham Asylum shirt. My dream workplace. My girlfriends all called me nuts for wearing the shirt of an actual asylum, where some of the craziest and some of the most dangerous people ever were being kept and psychiatrically helped, but I didn’t care. I had that shirt since I was a teen. You couldn’t buy shirts from an asylum, obviously, so my mom made it for me. Sowed the Arkham logo on a blank black shirt for me. This was the best present I had ever gotten in my entire life. It was special to me. I cherished it as I hoped to work one day at Arkham and helped troubled men and women there. This had been my dream for so long. So, other than this shirt, I also had white underwear on and a pair of socks. They were socks that didn’t match, since I couldn’t find the matching ones this morning. One of them was black and the other white.

Almost immediately after jumping in bed, I pulled the bedsheet to uncover something that I had left in bed last night, accidentally forgetting to put it all away before falling asleep. This was something that excited me a lot more than studying and work I had to do for school. This was my current and personal project…

The Bat!

As soon as I pulled the thin bedsheet off, I revealed the folder that I had been working on regarding the fascinating subject of The Dark Knight Detective himself—The Batman. Right now, he was everything to me. In my folder, I had many actual pictures of him, thirteen to be exact. They were all mostly taken of him as he was in mid-flight while gliding in the somber sky of Gotham. He was the biggest reason as to why I had ultimately come study here in this dark city. Well… That and the fact that that my dream workplace was also here to begin with, Arkham Asylum was technically part of Gotham-City now. Arkham-City had been absorbed by Gotham years ago at this point…

I pulled all the real photographs of Batman out of my folder and scattered them all around my bed, so I could see all of them at the same time. I found this… ‘Person’, fascinating, to say the least. He was a vigilante. He was a dark hero, who seemingly had no limits. He manifested for the first time three years ago. I had been wanting to see him operate ever since the first reports came in regarding him way back when he was still an urban legend, but now… Batman was no urban legend…

Deeply fascinated by what The Dark Knight did for Gotham on a daily basis, but also secretly seduced by his impressive charms that could be reflected in the armor he wore, I slowly split my legs and opened myself to The Batman in the comforts of my room at school. I took the time to pull my pale underwear down before splitting my legs. I had been looking forward to this all day… This was my nightly meeting with the The Caped Crusader. We were together, at last.

Craving him so much and looking forward to this intimate one-on-one with Batman or his with his pictures, anyway, I was just about to satisfy myself before I was suddenly interrupted by a ghostly pale blue light coming up at my window. It naturally came from outside. It came from the sky. I stopped everything I was doing and jumped out of bed to go see. No longer wearing my underwear, I pulled down on my old shirt, so it would now also cover my ass. The shirt was oversized for me, so this wasn’t a stretch, at all.

I rapidly came up to the window and took a look outside…

The pale and ghostly blue light was the bat-signal!

It was right there!

My name was Chase Meridian, and I now felt closer than ever to The Batman.