"Well, you're probably gonna make me a slave for a while, right?"

"Sounds about right. Do you need someone to experiment on? Or... fertilize?"

"Anyway I can help out."

Yes, Barbara knows she has a problem. When it comes to Ivy, she doesn't even fight back anymore. Ivy doesn't even have to blast her with pheromones to get the hero to follow the simplest commands, although Barbara likes it when she does. But... she can handle it another day...

Since pride month is approaching, she's gonna yet again honor a long standing tradition. Becoming Ivy's slave for thirty days.

Struggling to break free.

"Your territory!? Last time I checked, parks are public property."

"You're not usually one to compromise, Ivy."

"Oh, are you? So I'm wrong to have some suspicions that you're up to something? I find that unlikely."

She grunted, bracing herself against the vines. "It's easy to make assumptions, after that mess you made last month..."

Even Wonder Woman?

Oh...

Barbara's not saying that being a sex slave on themiscyra sounds like something she wants to do. Buuuut...

Just gonna... try not to look.

She could always trap a hero.

She'll come arrest her, then.

"There's... something on it."

If you release your hostages.