I find myself laid out on a table, wrapped up in Megan's arms and legs. Her legs are crushing my waist, making it hard to breath while also keeping me in place, and she's torturing my tits by digging into them with her sharp lil' claws. And even as I'm squealing in pain and struggling to break free, she teases me with licks to my cheek and soft whispers in my ear. For a moment, I lay there on the table, at this lil vixen's mercy, forced to watch Catwoman and Batgirl duel it out between each other. Batgirl might have saved me from the Catwhore but these two did quite a number on me. I'm feeling it as I lay wrapped up in Megan's arms, and I curse myself for not tying Catwoman up tight enough. I notice the lasso laying just a few feet away..I can rope her up, and this lil evil kitty as well when I get free. I shoot Megan a sideways glare as she whispers into my ear, shifting my hips as I squirm on top of her.
"Nghh! Ow! Oohh, you..bad, bad kitty..When I, get outta, this..Ugh! You're gonna, pay--OW! I'm gonna, make ya MY sidekick!"
Summoning up as much strength as I can, I latch onto your hands, pulling and prying them away from my breasts. I gasp as your claws scratch my nipples as I drag your hands from them, but I ignore the pain and abruptly sit up. I then grab and claw at your thighs, trying hard to pry them apart. I'm almost free, can feel your legs parting from my waist--