Greed God chapter 42

January 11th 2016 Lord Mansion 10:00 AM EDT

I  got through the rest of dinner with minimal interaction, and the old  man allowed it. I imagined he knew I was deep in thought and wanted to  let me percolate. After I went to sleep I woke up and immediately called  Barbie. She picked up pretty quickly. "Hey Nicky, what's up?" Not in  costume then, she never used real names in costume. Which reminded me  that I wanted her to bring that over. I really wanted to fuck Batgirl.

I  mulled over trying to be sneaky, but in the end I decided this played  into my whole recovering bad boy image. "What do you know about the name  Knightfall?" I'd texted Whisper about it too, but in terms of Gotham  nonsense Barbie was kind of my resident expert. If anyone knew about a  group of thugs smashing up houses in Cherry Hill it would be her.

There  was a brief pause before her voice became level. "Where did you hear  that name?" Her voice was intense, and I knew I'd called the right  person. She knew who or what Knightfall was, which meant I was a step  closer to finding it. When I didn't answer she growled. "Damn it Nicky I  need to know. Knightfall is bad news, if you're mixed up with them I  need to know how so I can keep you safe."

I  was slightly touched by that. The issue was I couldn't just tell her  about Checkmate, she would go poking into them and then get herself  killed, unless I ordered her not to and then she would probably trip  Batman's detection net or whatever, most likely on purpose. "I've been  thinking about trying to get into the business sector. I have some cash  saved up that I've gotten from dad over the years and I recently started  looking into Cherry Hill as a spot to invest. Some of the older houses  out there would be perfect to renovate and rent. But my sources say  something fishy is going on with all the places we're trying to buy."

Lucky  the old man was rich, because explaining the million plus I had in my  account would be difficult if he wasn't. Still, I had to check things  out and having Barbie along would be convenient protection, plus I could  have some fun. "I'm heading down there with my bodyguard today  actually. It's morning so I doubt they'll be lurking around, and my  security guy is top notch anyway."

Barbie  choked. "What!? Absolutely not Nicky! Going to a place where a known  supervillain gang has been assaulting people for something you are  currently doing is beyond stupid." I just sat there without responding.  "You can't go." I said nothing. Barbie's voice became exasperated.  "Please don't go?" Still no response. She let out an annoyed sigh.  "Would you like some company for your trip Nicky?" Her voice was faux  cheerful when she said the last part, having clearly given up on getting  me to stay home.

I  chuckled at that. "Why Barbie, I would love company. On one condition.  Bring your costume. I'm sure you won't need it for the actual trip since  I'm just planning to scout things out, but I'm going to fuck you in it  for the first time tonight." I heard her breath hitch through the phone  and grinned. "I'm going to take pictures too. I winder if I can get them  framed. Images of a drooling Batgirl leaking cum from her demolished  holes in nothing but her cowl. Doesn't that sound like a pretty  picture?" I was planning to send one to Dinah too, she would fucking  love it.

Her  voice was husky when she responded. "Yes daddy. It sounds wonderful. But  I'm bringing lube this time. Daddy's fat cock ruined my poor little  asshole last time." I felt myself get hard within seconds, Barbie's  asshole was the stuff dreams were made of, I wondered how it would feel  all lubed up for me. Her horny reverie was seemingly broken however,  when her voice snapped back to normal, taking on a confused tone. "Wait,  what bodyguard."

I  grinned. "You'll meet him when you get to my house." Then I hung up. I  checked in with Whisper, who had been snooping around about Knightfall,  but got nothing. The group was apparently a recent arrival to the city,  so she wasn't able to find out much. She offered me some fun time with  that fat ass next time I was free, but I had to turn her down for the  moment. I wanted to bring her along on this but while Waylon was  completely different than Killer Croc and was functionally  unrecognizable, Whisper still looked pretty much the same after her  changes and Barbie WOULD know her.

I  stopped in to see Waylon to warn him about Barbie. "Barbara Gordon is  going to be coming here, she's going with us down to Cherry Hill in  Gotham. We're looking into some thugs down there that are chasing off  potential buyers, of which I am now one. They're heavies from what I can  tell so suit up." I turned to leave then stopped. "Also Barbie is  Batgirl, obviously tell no one I told you that, but I figured you should  know. She might find you familiar but she won't be able to recognize  you as you are so if you get a vibe just ignore it."

Waylon  raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Batgirl boss? What are you doing  hangin' around her?" I turned to give him and a look. He grinned. "Ah, I  get you. Nice one boss." He waggled his eyebrows. "She's a little cutie  that one, plus she's got a tight little ass." It was fun to have  someone to brag to about the fact that I was deep dicking a  superheroine. I hadn't really been able to mention it to anyone else.

Now  it was my turn to grin. "Trust me Waylon. You have NO idea." He burst  out laughing at that and I walked out chuckling, leaving him to get  ready for her arrival. I glanced longingly up towards my room where I  was keeping my costume. I really needed to get some defensive items that  were less distinct. At one hundred and one thousand points I could  easily make a single F ranked item without really denting my reserves. I  had some interesting ideas for how to do it too.

That  would need to wait for later however, I needed some supplies for my  idea. Until then I decided to make breakfast while I waited for Barbie. I  wasn't a great cook, and honestly the waffles I made turned out  mediocre. So I cheated. I burned some points to make a few I rank  waffles and bacon, as well as some I rank syrup. I noted a marked bump  in quality. Not like world class food but high end restaurant fare at  least, which fit well with what I had experienced from the system in the  past.

From  what I could tell J rank was average trash, I rank was high end normal  without being absolute peak. H was above human max and with something  special about it, but it also had a fairly wide range, and that got even  more murky from there. Still, the ability to make delicious food, even  if I was cheating, was useful as hell. I made three plates, one for me,  one for Waylon, and one for Barbie, since the old man was gone already  when I woke up this morning. He never was one to linger.

Finally  I got a text from Barbie that she was here. I messaged her to come up  from the garage, making sure to get Waylon and bring him down for  breakfast before she showed up just so I could moderate that first  meeting. When she showed up her eyes were all for me though. Hair pulled  back into a ponytail and a pair of capris and a blue sweater that  matched her bright blue eyes she smiled as she came in. I gestured to  her plate and she walked over to sit down. "Thanks, I hadn't eaten yet  and I'm starving."

She  took a bite, moaning at the taste. "Damn you're a good cook. This is  almost as good as Alfred's." I had no clue who that was but since I had  just used frozen waffles and reality bending magic to cheat I would take  the compliment. She turned to look at Waylon. "So this is the bodyguard  huh. He's a big one. But then again you can be a pain in the ass so it  would make sense you would need someone imposing."

She  didn't recognize him, which made sense because how could she possibly  as a normal person a full foot and a half shorter than he was as Croc.  He greeted her tersely and I saw her brow furrow a bit at his voice, so I  distracted her. "Ignoring the fact that you seemed to enjoy it plenty  the last time I was a pain in your ass, if we're doing this you should  probably tell me what you know about Knightfall. person, place, thing,  multi level marketing scheme? I'm working on almost no details here."

She  flicked her eyes to me with a blush, and I felt a spike of desire at my  words as her hand strayed to a bag she'd set down next to the chair  that I was sure contained her costume and the lube I was going to use on  her. She cleared her throat. "Person, from what I can tell. Knightfall  is part of the reason I haven't been able to make more progress on the  kidnappings. They've been making moves all over Cherry Hill, and I've  been playing catch up. I reached out to some contacts on the way over,  and I found out the old Caruthers estate is up for sale they're almost  definitely going to send someone to hit it."

That  was better info than I had. I finished eating and Barbie and I talked  plans while Waylon wolfed down his breakfast. The big man was well over  normal strength even in his human form and he ate more than most to make  up for it. Of course he was much stronger in his serpent form, but that  didn't do us much good with Barbie around. I doubted we would see  anyone who could threaten Waylon in his normal form though so it was a  moot point. Once we finished we headed down to the garage to pick a car.

I  decided on a limo this time instead of the town car. Waylon climbed in  the front to drive us and Barbie and I got in the back. She raised an  eyebrow. "So, why the limo? Because normally my missions are a bit more  undercover than this. Granted they're on the lookout for buyers so this  might not be a bad idea, but we could have used a sports car or  something"

I  grinned at her. "Because on the way back, I'm going to fuck you in here.  But since you brought it up, that does bring up a bit of a flaw in my  plans. We don't have anything to do until we get there." I reached down  and unbuttoned my pants, letting my hardening cock flop out. "I wonder  if you can think of something to keep us busy." She rolled her eyes, but  I saw them darting back to my dick despite her best efforts.

I  raised an eyebrow. "Well? This thing ain't gonna suck itself." She  licked her lips and got up, heading over to get started, but I held up a  hand. "Wait. Put on the cowl." She looked ready to argue since I hadn't  used the mark, but I clicked a button. The doors and windows clicked  and the divider locked in place alongside them. She frowned but reached  into the bag, pulling out her mask, as she looked up at me through it my  cock hardened to the point that I could barely believe it. As she ran  her little pink tongue down my length I grinned. "Good. Now suck my dick  Batgirl."