Welcome to 'Round One' of The Dark Knight Rises Kink Meme. This round will close when it reaches three thousand comments and after two weeks, another prompt post will open.
Miranda Tate/Bane, 5/6. Warnings: Underage, mentions of rapemeowlinaJuly 22 2012, 08:07:59 UTC
"No matter how much you might what? Want me? I know you want me, Bane. I know you love me. And what makes you think you'd be taking advantage of me? I am a grown woman, and I know what I want." She grabbed a handful of his jacket and yanked him back toward her. "And I know that you know what I want," she whispered, "Late at night, when I moan your name. My hand slipping between my legs...wishing it was your hand...wishing you were inside of me."
Bane trembled and opened his clenched eyes to give her a pleading gaze. He looked absolutely wrecked, and Talia moved in for the kill. "It's my birthday, Bane," she murmured, pushing the straps of her gown down over her shoulders and revealing her body to him in the moonlight as the silk garment fell in a puddle around her bare feet, "Just give me what I want."
Bane's eyes traveled up and down her body, drinking in the sight. An almost imperceptible groan passed his lips, and he reached out to place a hand on Talia's waist. Her breath hitched, body shuddering from more than just the cold as his hand moved slowly upward, fingers grazing her ribcage and thumb brushing against her breast. Talia gasped as he lifted her suddenly and carried her back into the bedroom, kicking the balcony doors shut behind him.
It wasn't rough like she'd fantasized about. He didn't take her savagely or force her to do anything. It was slow and gentle and considerate. It was perfect.
But Talia al Ghul wanted more.
She loved Bane, but she also resented him. Resented him for making her wait, for making her practically beg him to fuck her. He should have been the one begging. He should have wanted her so bad it hurt and should have been willing to do anything to get her. She wanted to please Bane, but she also wanted to punish him.
During every sexual encounter that followed, she pushed boundaries. Tested the limits of what she could get away with. She made him do things, made him say things. Hurt him, humiliated him. Tied him up, gagged him. Removed the gag to make him beg for her pussy. She would dig her fingernails into his scar tissue as she rode him, taking wicked enjoyment from the grunts and grimaces her actions elicited.
But it was his most excruciating pain that gave her the most pleasure - forcing Bane to remove his mask so that he could go down on her. She knew it was all he could do to keep from screaming, knew that he probably wanted nothing more than to throw his mask back on and never again let this woman submit him to such cruelty. But he simply trembled, locking his jaw and gritting his teeth momentarily before pushing his head between her thighs and suffering in silence.
Miranda Tate/Bane, 6/6. Warnings: Underage, mentions of rapemeowlinaJuly 22 2012, 08:08:46 UTC
And every time was better than the last. He was the best pet a girl could hope for - determined to turn every second of agony for him into a moment of ecstasy for her. And when he brought her to orgasm, she swore she could see a glimmer of relief in his eyes, a bright flush that pushed the fire of pain from his vision. Like the pride of being able to please her was the only remedy for his pain. But it wouldn't last long; he'd always appear next to her with his mask reattached before Talia's head had even stopped spinning.
She'd push him onto his back and pin him to the bed, sink down onto his cock with a wanton moan and tell him how amazing it was. Tell him what a big, beautiful cock he has and how it's the only thing he's good for. She never let him finish until she had orgasmed at least twice.
Over the months, Talia realized that there were no limits. Bane loved her unconditionally and truly would do anything for her. It frightened her a little, having that kind of power over another person, but it felt far too good to stop. Bane belonged to her in every way, and she wasn't going to give him up for anything. So she convinced her father to let him stay on as her personal bodyguard. A little demeaning, perhaps, but that didn't bother her.
Talia celebrated her nineteenth birthday with a riding crop and wore herself out so completely that she fell fast asleep seconds after release. She awoke sometime in the night to find Bane gone as usual, not wanting to be discovered there by her father. There was a small box and a note from Bane on the pillow next to her. Forgot to give this to you last year. Happy Birthday.
She untied the ribbon and opened the box, her eyes filling quickly with tears at what she saw. It was her mother's necklace, the one she remembered so vividly being ripped off of her mother's neck before she was thrown to the ground and raped. Talia lifted it out of the box with a shaking hand. Why had Bane kept this from her? Did he think it would upset her? And if so, why is he giving it to her now? Is this his way of getting back at her?
Talia gritted her teeth and put the necklace on, her mind buzzing and burning with questions. She lay awake for hours, thinking of new ways to punish Bane.
Re: Miranda Tate/Bane, 6/6. Warnings: Underage, mentions of rapeharlot_oharaJuly 23 2012, 10:31:09 UTC
I swear that I nearly lost power of coherent speech from reading this beautiful work! Thank you so much for filling my prompt!!!
Oh my God, Talia is just so perfectly cruel. The build up as she began to realize what she wanted and tried to tease him into giving it to her? Happy sighs!
It killed me that she made him take his mask off to go down on her. I had wondered if he’d be able to perform cunnilingus at all and then you delivered it so amazingly and believably! I can imagine how desperate it might make him to have her orgasm so he could put his mask back on, all the while filled with guilt for wanting to stop pleasuring the woman who was going to bring about a change to the world.
And then…this line “Tell him what a big, beautiful cock he has and how it's the only thing he's good for.” was just perfect! A beautiful, powerful woman objectifying and demeaning an equally powerful man…who just so happens to be helplessly in love with her.
Re: Miranda Tate/Bane, 6/6. Warnings: Underage, mentions of rapequeen_subtleJuly 23 2012, 21:02:00 UTC
Oh my gawd Bane.
Let me hold you. Let me hold and comfort your gorgeously huge abs, and beautiful eyes. It's okay, pumpkin.
Wow, at this fic. There's so much angst and confusion and hurt and cruelty. I'm not usually into non-slash stories and it did hurt me how she was treating him but this was amazing! You're really good. Admittedly I just skimmed over this at first but I hope I get to see more of your stuff.
Re: Miranda Tate/Bane, 6/6. Warnings: Underage, mentions of rapemeowlinaJuly 24 2012, 10:19:05 UTC
OMG. This was amazing! I didn't think I'd enjoy/appreciate a fic where Talia would be so cruel to Bane, but you just made it work. This was sweet and dark and hot and a lot of other good things. I love this; please write more!
Re: Miranda Tate/Bane, 5/6. Warnings: Underage, mentions of rapemeowlinaJuly 28 2012, 21:20:11 UTC
"She made him do things, made him say things. Hurt him, humiliated him. Tied him up, gagged him." Please explain in more detail! LOL Seriously though I'd love to know what they were saying. I loved this story. I hope you will write more?
Re: Miranda Tate/Bane, 5/6. Warnings: Underage, mentions of rapekidneyskidJuly 31 2012, 18:03:45 UTC
I agree! This is spectacular and I love how realistic it was--if i was her I would sure as hell be pissed that he wasnt the one begging me to fuck him!
Bane trembled and opened his clenched eyes to give her a pleading gaze. He looked absolutely wrecked, and Talia moved in for the kill. "It's my birthday, Bane," she murmured, pushing the straps of her gown down over her shoulders and revealing her body to him in the moonlight as the silk garment fell in a puddle around her bare feet, "Just give me what I want."
Bane's eyes traveled up and down her body, drinking in the sight. An almost imperceptible groan passed his lips, and he reached out to place a hand on Talia's waist. Her breath hitched, body shuddering from more than just the cold as his hand moved slowly upward, fingers grazing her ribcage and thumb brushing against her breast. Talia gasped as he lifted her suddenly and carried her back into the bedroom, kicking the balcony doors shut behind him.
It wasn't rough like she'd fantasized about. He didn't take her savagely or force her to do anything. It was slow and gentle and considerate. It was perfect.
But Talia al Ghul wanted more.
She loved Bane, but she also resented him. Resented him for making her wait, for making her practically beg him to fuck her. He should have been the one begging. He should have wanted her so bad it hurt and should have been willing to do anything to get her. She wanted to please Bane, but she also wanted to punish him.
During every sexual encounter that followed, she pushed boundaries. Tested the limits of what she could get away with. She made him do things, made him say things. Hurt him, humiliated him. Tied him up, gagged him. Removed the gag to make him beg for her pussy. She would dig her fingernails into his scar tissue as she rode him, taking wicked enjoyment from the grunts and grimaces her actions elicited.
But it was his most excruciating pain that gave her the most pleasure - forcing Bane to remove his mask so that he could go down on her. She knew it was all he could do to keep from screaming, knew that he probably wanted nothing more than to throw his mask back on and never again let this woman submit him to such cruelty. But he simply trembled, locking his jaw and gritting his teeth momentarily before pushing his head between her thighs and suffering in silence.
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She'd push him onto his back and pin him to the bed, sink down onto his cock with a wanton moan and tell him how amazing it was. Tell him what a big, beautiful cock he has and how it's the only thing he's good for. She never let him finish until she had orgasmed at least twice.
Over the months, Talia realized that there were no limits. Bane loved her unconditionally and truly would do anything for her. It frightened her a little, having that kind of power over another person, but it felt far too good to stop. Bane belonged to her in every way, and she wasn't going to give him up for anything. So she convinced her father to let him stay on as her personal bodyguard. A little demeaning, perhaps, but that didn't bother her.
Talia celebrated her nineteenth birthday with a riding crop and wore herself out so completely that she fell fast asleep seconds after release. She awoke sometime in the night to find Bane gone as usual, not wanting to be discovered there by her father. There was a small box and a note from Bane on the pillow next to her. Forgot to give this to you last year. Happy Birthday.
She untied the ribbon and opened the box, her eyes filling quickly with tears at what she saw. It was her mother's necklace, the one she remembered so vividly being ripped off of her mother's neck before she was thrown to the ground and raped. Talia lifted it out of the box with a shaking hand. Why had Bane kept this from her? Did he think it would upset her? And if so, why is he giving it to her now? Is this his way of getting back at her?
Talia gritted her teeth and put the necklace on, her mind buzzing and burning with questions. She lay awake for hours, thinking of new ways to punish Bane.
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Oh my God, Talia is just so perfectly cruel. The build up as she began to realize what she wanted and tried to tease him into giving it to her? Happy sighs!
It killed me that she made him take his mask off to go down on her. I had wondered if he’d be able to perform cunnilingus at all and then you delivered it so amazingly and believably! I can imagine how desperate it might make him to have her orgasm so he could put his mask back on, all the while filled with guilt for wanting to stop pleasuring the woman who was going to bring about a change to the world.
And then…this line “Tell him what a big, beautiful cock he has and how it's the only thing he's good for.” was just perfect! A beautiful, powerful woman objectifying and demeaning an equally powerful man…who just so happens to be helplessly in love with her.
The whole thing is amazing! <3
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Let me hold you. Let me hold and comfort your gorgeously huge abs, and beautiful eyes. It's okay, pumpkin.
Wow, at this fic. There's so much angst and confusion and hurt and cruelty. I'm not usually into non-slash stories and it did hurt me how she was treating him but this was amazing! You're really good. Admittedly I just skimmed over this at first but I hope I get to see more of your stuff.
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I have trouble looking past the flaws in my writing so I really appreciate the feedback.
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Please explain in more detail! LOL Seriously though I'd love to know what they were saying.
I loved this story. I hope you will write more?
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Details always make things better :)
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