Greed God chapter 56

January 16th 2016 Superbabes 12:00 PM EDT

Fake Raven was slumped against me when Barbie came back. My redhead pulled open  the door, looked over that well fucked goth, and rolled her eyes,  climbing in. She eyed the girl with exasperation. "Orders told me to  tell you she expects you back inside in about ten minutes. She also said  that the parking lot does NOT count as an outcall order, and not to do  that again, no matter how much someone offers to pay you."

Raven  snorted, head lolled back in exhaustion. She'd pretty much lost her  ability to fuck at this point. Superhuman stamina and strength had taken  it out of her, and if we started again now I would probably last past  her end time anyway, so we were just chilling. "Orders likes to bitch  but she isn't going to complain about that much money." She grinned at  me naughtily. "Assuming I earned that second rock, and you don't expect  me to suck a good review out of that big fat cock of yours?"

I  chuckled, but I knew I'd last longer than she could give me after  cumming so many times. I fished around in my suit pants on the floor and  passed her the two rocks. "You earned those. Remind me to order you for  home delivery. It's a bit of a drive to my place, but I'll make it  worth your time." She rolled her eyes, but I saw a tiny smirk pull at  her lips as she climbed out of the car. I leaned over to slap one of  those fat goth booty cheeks one more time just for fun, and she wiggled  her hips at me teasingly before shutting the door.

Barbie  moaned. "See. This. This is why I didn't want to bring you here. I knew  you would get distracted fucking somebody. While you were sticking your  dick in..." She paused thoughtfully. "I have no idea who that was  supposed to be." She shook her head, clearing it so she could get back  on track. "Never mind. Point is I got the answers we needed from Orders.  She doesn't know who Knightfall is, but she gave us a lead. Knightfall  was incarcerated in Arkham fairly recently."

I groaned.  "That's...I don't know Barbie, that's thing. Arkham is a huge fucking  place, I don't see how that helps us." Not to mention I didn't want to  go anywhere near that toxic waste dump. Seriously, anyone with common  sense knows not to touch Arkham with a ten mile pole. They have break  outs way too often for being there at any time to be even remotely safe  for anyone.

She shook her head. "No. It actually does. We  knows that Knightfall is female and a teenager. Plus she's loose now, so  she either broke out or got released, and recently based on Order's  clue,  we can estimate a timeline based on her activity. How many teen  girls could have gotten out of Arkham within the last couple of months?"  She seemed excited, but I felt the need to rain on her parade, just so  she didn't hold out false hope.

I shrugged. "Considering  Arkham's security system seems to be the knowledge that breaking out  will make them very disappointed in you, probably more than you would  think. Seriously Barbie, that place is a revolving door of crazy." I  looked at her suspiciously. "More importantly, why are you so on board  with this? You've been working on this kidnapping thing with Mal pretty  much non stop. You came with me to Cherry Hill but it was a one off, now  you seem like you're going out of your way to chase this anywhere it  goes. Did Knightfall do something new to you?"

She  muttered something and I raised an eyebrow. SHe blushed before finally  biting out. "I said I'm avoiding someone! My..." She grimaced. "My mom  is back in town. She left dad and I when I was a kid and ran off to god  knows where, and now she's back and suddenly she wants to be a happy  family again. She shows up on my doorstep with no note or phone call,  expecting me to greet her with a bog old smile because she brought me a  present... and why am I telling you any of this?"

I held  my hands up. "Who there. I'm not a complete asshole, I DO care about  what's going on in your life Barbie." I neglected to mention that I was  kind of hoping her mom was hot, because it seemed irrelevant to my point  and might have gotten me slapped, but still, I wasn't lying. I DID  care.

She snorted and looked away, and I moved up next to  her to pull her against me. "You realize you're trying to convince me  you care about me in the back of a car you just liberally splattered  with whore pussy?" Despite the words I felt her tone soften a bit as she  relaxed slightly into my arms. I wasn't planning to fuck her, I did  have other things to do tpday and unlike Raven Barbie didn't have a  timer. But I knew she would be all tense and sulky until she vented a  bit, and I liked her enough at this point to at least listen.

I  didn't say anything else, but finally she sighed and slumped against  me. "You're such a dick sometimes. Fine. I just want to stay away from  my place for a while. I'm crashing with Donna, but in general I'm trying  to keep busy. So yes. Despite it being far from a sure thing I'd like  to check out Arkham." She looked at me seriously. "Because I was also  being serious, with all the data points we have there's a decent chance  that we're going to be able to figure out who she is."

I  nodded. "Alright. Arkham then. I'll be honest, I always kind of hoped  I'd never have to go anywhere near that shithole." I was pretty sure I  could protect myself fine even without my Mammon gear, given my  abilities, but still, it wasn't exactly something I was excited to test.  She looked excited, but I held up a finger. "Tomorrow.  I'm not  prepared to go into a place like that. Even with Waylon backing me up I  want to make sure I'm ready before I go in."

She sighed at  that, but nodded. Barbie was a pathological prepper, so I assumed she  would buy the excuse, but in reality I mostly just needed a damn refill  on GP. I was pretty much at empty after making the palace. I needed to  buy or steal some shit, or mark a new girl. I was leaning towards the  latter, but I had almost no one in mind to fuck except... I looked at  Barbie, smiling down at her softly. "In the mean time how about I take  you back to your place. We can spend some time together. Watch a movie  or something until you fall asleep. No fucking, just hanging out."

She  looked shocked, and I was glad my ability to lie was good enough that  she hadn't noticed my flash of excitement as I remembered something she  said earlier. She was staying with Donna. I didn't know what Amazon  pussy was worth in GP but no way was it cheap. I'd cuddle on the couch  with Barbie and let her vent a bit and when she fell asleep I'd worm my  way into Donna's panties. Amazon's were basically ancient Greek's and  those guys loved to fuck. Once she knew we weren't exclusive she'd  probably like fight me for the right to fuck her or something.

We  climbed into the front seat, partly to leave and partly because the  back seat was literally coated with pussy juice and cum. We started up  the car and Barbie pulled out. I let her drive since she was staying  with Donna. It occurred to me that she literally met me at her place on  purpose so I wouldn't ask about this, and I reminded myself that stamp  of not I needed to put in some effort in keeping Barbie happy. She was a  great fuck and kind of a fun sparring partner, and she was MINE.  Clearly she needed to be properly taken care of.

The drive  to Donna's place wasn't very long. I wasn't sure exactly where the  Amazon was staying but I was positive it was in Gotham. I didn't bother  looking out the window, just deciding to nap a bit on the way. If I was  going to fuck an Amazon I needed some rest. When I came to I looked out  the window and was pleasantly surprised to see a very nice estate set  back onto a large set of grounds. Trees littered the idyllic  surroundings, casting shadows over glades and what looked like tiny  woodland critters as we drove down the winding driveway, taking in the  beautiful scenery.

Finally we pulled up outside a  beautiful villa the place was pretty much deserted, with no other cars  anywhere in sight, and I had to admit it was gorgeous. Sweeping columns,  beautiful statues, artistic fountains, as we pulled up to the end of  the gravel drive and into the large open space of the driveway Barbie  pulled to a stop and switched off the car, climbing out and stretching a  bit after the drive and the hour before sitting in a chair in Order's  office. She looked good and when she glanced at me I gave her a nod and  smile.

She smiled back and we headed inside. Once we were  in she pointed me upstairs. "Alright, first door on the right at the top  of the steps should be that bathing chamber. You reek of sex so go get  cleaned up. I'll find you some sweats or something, I'm sure one of  Donna's guards has something for the gym or something I'll have to call  down. I'm sure your suit isn't machine washable."

I  snorted at that. "Gods no. And thank you for thinking of it. The thing  is pretty durable though so it can survive in a bag or something until I  get a chance to get it dry cleaned." In truth my suit would be fine in q  washing machine, the H ranked garment was almost a suit of armor, but  it had been ingrained in me since a young age not to machine wash  expensive suits and even knowing the rules were different I couldn't  bring myself to do it.

So I followed Barbie's directions  and headed upstairs, opening the indicated door and gaping at the  spacious open bath chamber whoever had made this place put together. I  made a mental note to get one of these for the Palace, if it didn't  already have one somewhere. I was pretty sure it could add rooms as long  as they were decadent and luxurious. The hot steam permeating the  chamber was soothing as I stripped down and climbed into the water.  Floating over to the rock outcropping that had been added for scenery  and then chopped off across the top to serve as a platform for a dozen  shampoos and soaps.

The I picked a  tea tree shampoo, because I always love the cool buzz on my skin when I  used them, and lathered up my hair before rinsing it clean, using an  odorless soap to scrub down the rest of my body as I considered how to  go about this. My best bet was to get Donna to come watch the movie with  us and flirt subtly. I was sure the heroine wouldn't fuck me if she  didn't know Barbie was down with it. To that end when I got out I dried  off, put on the clothes Barbie brought me, and suggested she have her  roomie down to watch with us.

Donna  came down in a pair of tight shorts and a sports bra that showed off  her muscular abs and we put on some stupid comedy movie. I made sure to  flirt in front of Barbie, who was pretty used to it. I was able to use  my senses to avoid any minefields, so she stayed exasperated but didn't  feel unwanted or anything like that, and after about an hour and a half  she fell asleep.

Donna and I talked  for a bit longer before she finally turned off the movie and looked at  me. "I will be blunt. I have noticed your stares. You are attractive,  but despite Barbara's seeming lack of care for the union I will not lie  with a man who is not my equal. Should you wish to bed me you must match  or best me in combat." She stood up, turning to walk away. "We have a  wrestling theater down the hall. So we shall engage in Orthe Pale . Traditional wrestling."

As  we walked into the room she stripped out of her top and shorts, her  muscular naked ass flexing as she walked over to a large urn off to one  side of the sandy pit. She dipped a hand in and began smearing olive oil  over her skin. I was beginning to wish I'd waited to take my bath. Than  I looked down at her tight bronze ass and grinned as I started  stripping off the sweats. Worth it. Not that this was a done deal, but  even if I didn't get in her pussy, I was pretty sure this would be fun.