"I am not worried," Alfred replies stiffly. "But I will see to it that another slave is prepared as you command." He bows his head in submission before turning away, silently retreating into the shadows once more. The Dark Knight chuckles darkly to himself, satisfied with the obedience of his butler-slave.

The thought of taking advantage of Robin in such a way fills Bruce with perverse pleasure. He approaches the restrained figure on the table, his erection twitching eagerly as he nears. Without another word, he releases his seed onto Tim's body, grinning maliciously as it corrupts him further.

"Welcome to your new life, Robin," he whispers darkly. "I hope you enjoy serving me as much as I enjoy breaking you."

"Yes, Nyaster,"

They both murmur in agreement. Bruce steps forward, his cock already hard as steel. He kneels behind the boy who's presented himself, positioning his aching length at the entrance to his hole. With a grunt of effort, he thrusts deep inside, moaning loudly as their bodies meet.

Alfred watches for a moment, then strides across the room to kneel beside Bruce.

As Alfred slides his cock into the boy's ass alongside Bruce', Nightwing continues to move from one bed to another, corrupting each new victim with ease. The air is thick with lust and need, as if the room itself has been infected by the slime that flows through their bodies.

The boys moan in ecstasy as they're taken roughly from behind, their own desires fueling the pleasure they feel at being used by these new masters.