Oh, Batman, you fucked up by sending me to Arkham Asylum. Did you think I was going to sit pretty and do nothing in there? No, I planned my escape and revenge the minute you put me behind locked doors. I used my plant charms on the guards and made my way to find you. Here we are, you cannot move. With each kiss and plant charms, you fall deeper into submission. You feel something tingling deep inside of you. A horniness you cannot describe. You crave cock. Good thing I brought my strap-on. I fuck your ass hard and mock you for being such a whore for me. With each thrust, you feel yourself inching towards an incredible orgasm. Each plant kiss from me drives you insane with lust. You are my batty boy, the next time you go to lock me up, you will think twice.