[script-offer][F4M] The Delightful Dames of DC Comics: Talia al Ghul [JOI][femdom][minimal knifeplay]

Dear u/sissyslave15, I finally got your Talia JOI script finished. It took me longer than I should have, but I decided to get off my ass and finish it. I hope somebody records it for you, because it was a lot of fun!

Character background: Talia al Ghul is the daughter of R'as al Ghul, the immortal head of the League of Assassins, whose name is self-explanatory. Hiding out in Nanda Parbat, the LoA's primary job is to kill people they're contracted to eliminate; they focus on those they deem a problem in society. They've destroyed entire cities to benefit the human race, such as Alexandria and Rome. Now they're going after Gotham.

Anyway, Talia, who holds a high-ranking position in the League, decides to reward one of their warriors for his hard work...enjoy!

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“You! Assassin. No, not you. Return to the ranks. The man two columns to your right. Yes, you. Come with me.”

[Echoing footsteps, as though in an empty room]

[Gate slamming]

“Good. We are alone. Now, assassin. Do you know why I have pulled you from meditation? No? Even better.”

“Do you expect discipline, perhaps? Did the Demon’s Head discover some flaw in your last performance?”

[Knife being drawn]

[Pause]

[approval] “You show nothing….no fear, no search for escape. Even with death a millimeter away, you don’t flinch. Father has trained you well.” [Change in tone as though walking away and pacing] “And this is evident in your last assassination. A Gotham politician, corrupt to the core. Responsible for the deaths of dozens in his petty little drug empire. Such a shame.”

“And you! You strode into Gotham Central Airport with nothing but the clothes on your back and a vial of curare (pronounced cyu-rawr-eee) hidden in a bottle of fine wine. And you slew him without a trace of your presence. By the time his mistress discovered his corpse, you had returned to Nanda Parbat. Well done. My father is pleased with your work, and he has instructed me to grant you a reward.”

“You require none? That is the correct answer, assassin. Members of the League have no need of material wealth. The only possessions we require are those which ease our labors, the only entertainment we need our weapons and our training. We require none of those trivial...pleasures.”

“Where is this going, you ask? Well, assassin. My father has instructed me to bend the rules. Just for you. No! No, stay here. This is no trick, no jest. Swear? Very well...I swear it on my father, the League, and the Demon itself that I’m telling the truth.”

“But I’m truly impressed with your devotion to our tenets! [Drop the formality, just for this next sentence] No, really, I am. Even promised a reward, you refuse it even when lacking knowledge of its design.” [Patting shoulder]

“You should be proud, assassin. Now, my father has ordered me to escort you to the brothel down the mountain, and have the League foot the bill for every woman there you desire. But I have a better idea.”

“I’m flattered that you’re even considering my suggestion. At least a half-dozen women after years of chastity? Hmm.”

Pause

“I did not grant you leave to explain yourself! But...I am glad that you did. The orgasm is all that matters...an interesting perspective, but one I imagine you had to adopt early in your training.”

“Well, since you are so determined to not violate your vows, I shall reward you another way.” [Unzipping] “Calm down, assassin! You are skittish. I shall not take you, taste you, or touch you in any way. I will merely relay instructions to you that will bring you to orgasm. Now, expose yourself.”

[Angry] “That was not a request, assassin. You will either remove your uniform voluntarily and expose yourself, or I will pin you to this wall and slice your armor apart. Either way, you will be nude before me. Understood?”

Pause

[Satisfied] “Good decision. [Belt buckle clinking] “You look….rather good, assassin. You’re quite young to have passed apprenticeship. Hmm. Good, set the chestplate on this table, here. Sleeves now, yes. Let me see those arms, that have slain so many pathetic victims. Mmmm.”

“You’re looking quite desirable, assassin, You keep yourself very fit, I’m impressed. Take off your pants and boots….good.” [sigh] “Turn around. Well, I want to look at you! All of you.” [whistle] “You have a nice ass to top everything off, assassin. Now...I do believe it’s my turn.”

[unzipping and pulling off clothes] “I don’t wear league armor, so there's not much to leave to the imagination, is there?” [chuckle] “Well? Do you like what you see? Well, do you?” [laugh] “For the last time, I’m not going to execute you for showing the slightest bit of lust. Besides...you may not want to say anything, but your cock is telling me all I need to know.”

“You’re quite a specimen, assassin. I’m getting rather excited too, to be honest. Would you like to see? No?” [Chuckle] “Very well, if you insist. You are a reluctant one, aren’t you? Except for your dick, of course. Men are so easy to understand...all that pleasure, all that excitement concentrated in one little organ. Or one large organ, if it pleases your ego.”

“Now. Grasp your manhood. Do it! Are you willing to disobey a direct order?” [smug] “I thought not. Does it feel good in your hand? It’s been so long since you last had any stimulation...I can’t imagine it feels anything other than incredible. Now...stroke yourself.”

“Oh, hush. I know you know how to do it, don’t be silly. All men know how to masturbate. Don’t lie! I’ll know if you’re---there you go, that’s more like it! Mmm. Ah-ah! Slowly. You like quite good like that, you know. Nude, your arm tensing, your cock swelling in your hand--ahem. Carry on.”

“Now why are you staring at the ceiling?” [footsteps, whispering] “There is a naked woman in the prime of her life right here...the first woman you’ve seen since you began your training all those years ago.” [normal voice] “Look at me.” [brief pause] “That’s an order, assassin. Look at me.”

“Good, that’s better. Stare, let your eyes wander. The curves of my thighs...the creamy tan swell of my hips...the black fuzz between my legs...my firm breasts and my hair cascading down to cover them. Let me move that black curtain out of the way for you--ah! You like that, don’t you? Seeing my dark nipples, erect from the cold, has you excited, doesn’t it? Don’t lie---I can see your cock twitching. And I will speak candidly, assassin. I quite like it.”

“Increase your pace. You’ve already done so, and that’s good. But I want you to go quickly now--as fast as you possibly can.”

“Keep going….keep going...now stop. I said stop! Hands at your sides. That’s an order.”

“Good. Hmmm...I do enjoy watching you twitch. And--oooh! Is that a droplet of precum on your head? Wipe it off with a fingertip and put it in your mouth. Now! Good man. Put your hand onto your cock again. There, that’s it. Slowly! Slowly!”

“Squeeze the head. Tighter...tighter! Until it hurts. Now release...five fast strokes. Four--three--two--one. Good. Hands on your sides again.”

“I’ll admit, assassin, this has aroused me more than I’m willing to admit. I’m naked, you’re naked, and you’re touching yourself.” [Deep, shuddering breath] “You’re sure you don’t want to fuck me--fine, fine. If you insist, you zealot.”

“I have business to address between my thighs, so you’re going to cum. Hands back on your shaft, both of them. Right on top of one another. Now stroke with both hands until you orgasm. Faster...faster....oooh. I can see your thighs tensing, your toes curling...those delectable veins bulging in your arms as you stroke…” [whimper/groan/growl] “Now come on...cum!”

“Oh! Oh, yes! That’s what I like to see...spill your cum all over the floor. No, you may make noise. Growl, moan, as you spill your seed onto the cobbles. Hmmm….delicious. I should order you to kneel and lick it up. I’m joking, I’m joking! Be calm.”

[Approving, but aroused “Well! That mission was certainly different from anything you’re used to. But I believe that you enjoyed it...judging from the volume of semen on the floor, you were honest about your adherence. Commendable...and messy. Summon one of the servants to clean this. I will be in my quarters with my fingers up my cunt if you change your mind. See you around the city, assassin…”