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Siren Housecalls by DraceDomino Thanks for reading! Like my work? Please support my Patreon! Cat and Mouse -By Drace Domino Selina had worked her way back towards the museum after her experiences at Ivy’s greenhouse, and the walk seemed longer than it had been an hour ago. Her gait was off thanks to the burning arousal running through her body, and her mind kept wandering back to things she had seen and done. Memories flashed in her mind of her tongue spooning a young man’s cum out of Ivy’s sex, or the image of…

Siren Housecalls by DraceDomino Growth -By Drace Domino Poison Ivy watched from one of her greenhouse windows as Harley enjoyed her most loyal minion. The two of them had arrived that very night, the thug delivering Harley to the only safe haven she had after a failed scheme that landed the Joker and most of her gang in jail. The thug had been silent but endlessly loyal to the young woman, and at Ivy’s encouragement she had given him a fitting reward in the form of a mounted bareback session amongst the beautiful but d…

Siren Housecalls by DraceDomino Siren Housecalls Chapter 3: Stray Cat -By Drace Domino Catwoman slipped over the wall leading into Ivy’s greenhouse with grace and agility, and she landed without a sound. That agility had served her well during the past hour, when the GCPD had essentially gone berserk, ruining her plans for the evening. All she wanted was to get her claws on a priceless piece of Egyptian art, a breathtaking cat statue excavated from an old pharaoh's tomb. Unfortunately, because of some chaotic mess or…

Siren Housecalls by DraceDomino Low Pay, Great Benefits -By Drace Domino By the time Harley’s eyes opened, she had a splitting headache. A hand slid up to her forehead and through the blonde locks, rubbing lightly as she tried to cope with waking to the steady thud of a migraine. Things were a bit of a blur, and she was truthfully a bit afraid to open her eyes. If she was lucky, she’d wake up lying in the gutter somewhere. If she wasn’t...well, Arkham Asylum wasn’t all bad this time of year. The inmates tended to make …