What a crummy night. The heist went south and the Bat showed, so Miss J decides to blame me. Sure I tripped the silent alarm but that doesn't mean she had to tie me up and ruin my pretty costume. Maybe I deserve to be slapped around and spanked for screwing the scheme… Or maybe I just like when the boss uses her toys on me: paddles and whips? Oh baby flog me and rev me up! Guess it gets Miss J going too, here comes the strap on. C'mon puddin' leave me a dumb drooly mess and fuck me back into the crazy house.