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At 01:30 PM 4/12/96 GMT, you wrote:
>Hello Mediaman,
> I`ve been having trouble with those sods at demon but its all
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Batgirl, Catwoman and any other characters from
the Batman story line are copyrighted by DC comics.
Any similarity between names, characters and places in this
story are purely coincidental. This story is written solely
for entertainment purposes and cannot be used or redistributed
for the purposes of making money or profit.
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This story contains very descriptive scenes of sex,
bondage and rape. If you do not like to read such material
DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER!!!!
This material is based on the old Batman serials that aired
in the 60s. This story is simply fantasy material about
the characters and how I'd like to see an episode done. If
you don't like the story or you feel its slightly wordy,
too bad its my style. The first episode is mostly set up
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Part 1:
It was a fine, sunny Wednesday afternoon in Gotham
City. The kind of day that made every Gothamite wish it
were Sunday. A great day for madam Zamire's grand
showing of her world famous Catalonian Cat's eye opal
collection.
"Now Madam Zamire, your cat's eye opals are valued
at over 10 million dollars, aren't you afraid someone
might steal them?" asked the reporter who was buzzing
around the aged millionaires with a plethora of other
reporters like excited bees over a jar of honey.
"Oh no." arrogantly giggled the giddy madam. "Why
my cat's eye opals are protected by the most stringent
security measures available. Here let me show you." and
with that the crowd of reporters and the portly
millionaires headed for the precious gems room of the
Gotham City natural history museum.
As they reached the door to the room, madam Zamire
stopped the crowd. "As you can see, the hall containing
the opals is sealed with two inches of plate steel and
the main door is made of five inch steel plate. Not
even a tank could get through." she explained "There
are also no other doors and no windows. There is
absolutely no way to gain entry into the chamber except
through this door." she boasted.
As madam Zamire described the security measures
outside the main door to the gem chamber, inside, smoke
began to rise from the floor of the great hall. A
circular pattern of wispy smoke began to rise from the
tiled floor along with a hissing, crackling sound.
After a few moments, the circular block fell through as
the acid bored a hole through the floor.
"Even if any criminal managed to enter the
chamber, any change in air pressure would instantly
release anesthetic gas that would render any criminal
unconscious and helpless." the madam continued.
The top of a ladder popped through the hole as
waves of billowing gas poured from gas outlets in the
wall. The head of a man, wearing a divers tank and
oxygen breather poked up and scanned the room. He then
climbed out of the hole and helped two other men up the
ladder.
"What if they could get past the gas." asked a
reporter. "What then?"
"Oh you silly man," the madam replied, "it would
do them no good. The glass to the cases are made of a
new, high tech plastic. They are virtually
unbreakable."
The three men proceeded to apply an unusual paste
to the glass cases. They smeared the white paste about
as though they were waxing a car. After a few moments,
the polymer disolvant began to weaken the plastic and
the men poked their hands through the soft material as
easily as punching a hole through a plastic bag.
"Even if they could open the cases which I
seriously doubt, they could not remove the opals from
their placements." the madam continued.
"And why is that madam Zamire?" asked the
reporter.
"Oh we have a very special device that puts a
special magnetic field around the opals, making it
virtually impossible to remove them. No force in the
universe could budge them... nothing except a major
power outage and Gotham city's power supply is the most
reliable in the world."
she gleamed.
A few blocks away, a small explosion blew the top
off a power pole. Sparks flew everywhere as the large
metal power transformer was blown off its support and
came crashing to the ground. Three men ran from the
pole and piled into a small truck sitting on the other
side of the street. The truck's tires squealed as the
truck pulled away and headed down the hill toward a
dark Gotham downtown.
At that same moment, all the lights in the museum
went out. The crowd began to scream and panic as
confusion and fear enveloped them along with the
darkness. After a few moments passed, a series of
emergency red fire lights came on.
"We have a spare generator." explained the madam.
"Guard, open this door immediately!" she ordered. Two
guards ran up and fiddled with a set of keys as they
hurriedly opened the massive door. The door swung open
and the crowd stood in absolute shock as they stared at
all the empty cases.
- - -
"Tis a dark day in Gotham city commissioner." said
chief O'hara as he stood shaking his head in despair
watching the gray hared Gordon hang up the phone.
"A dark day indeed chief O'Hara." replied the
commissioner. "A fortune in cat's eye opals, purloined
by none other than..."
"Oh don't say it commissioner. Me ears cannot
stand the strain." said the chief waving his hands.
"I'm afraid so chief. Snatched by the criminal
claws of that feline felon. That she-devil of crime...
none other than Catwoman!"
"Saints preserve us!" the chief exclaimed rolling
his eyes upwards. "Is there any chance for us? Have the
heavens opened up and swallowed all our hopes?" he
asked looking in despair at the powers that be.
Looking outward with a stare of determination and
defiance the commissioner sat up from his chair.
"There's just one man who can help us now. The one man
who can rid this town of that feline scourge." With
that, both men turned to stare at the red phone of hope
that sat under the glass container across the room.
- - -
"If you will wait a moment sir, I will see if I
can gain his attention." calmly said Alfred in a thick
proper English accent as he answered the batphone.
- - -
The batmobile shot out of the batcave and raced
down the wrong side of the road toward Gotham city. It
was as though the same footage was being played over
and over again, each time they had to run into town.
The big, black car pulled up in front of police
headquarters and the caped crusaders rushed into the
building.
"Did anyone actually see Cat Woman or any of her
kittens steal the opals?" asked Batman.
"Well, no Batman but this is her style." the
commissioner replied.
"Yes her motis-operandi." smuggly blurted out the
boy wonder.
"Motis-Operandi?" asked the chief in utter
bewilderment.
"Yes, Motis, from the Latin meeting motive or mode
and Operandi meaning operation. Her mode of operation."
replied Robin as he drove the fact home by punching his
fist into his hand.
"Very good Latin old chum. But what we need now
are clues and not a Latin lesson." said Batman as he
and Robin headed for the door.
"Are you heading for the Batcave" asked
commissioner Gordon?
"Yes, and then we'll check out the museum. There
may be clues still left there." Batman replied.
"But me men went over the place with a fine tooth
comb. Not even a microbe could get by us." the chief
said.
"While I never doubt the competency of Gotham
city's finest chief, Cat Woman is a foe far beyond the
abilities of your fine force to catch." Batman said as
he opened the door. The chief shook his head in
agreement knowing the caped crusader was right.
"Cat Woman!" a startled female voice exclaimed
from the open doorway. The four men turned to see
commissioner Gordon's lovely daughter Barbara standing
in the entrance. She briskly walked by Batman and Robin
and walked up to her father, giving him a peck on the
cheek.
"What's all this talk about Cat Woman?" Barbara
asked innocently, batting her big brown eyes at the
men.
"Oh nothing to concern your pretty little head
about Barbara. Batman and Robin were just leaving to
check out the opal robbery at the museum." said
commissioner Gordon patronizingly.
He always did that to her, always cut her out the
picture like she was some innocent little school girl.
At first she hated it and resisted it but she learned
that should could use that innocence to her advantage.
The whole act seemed to be a vicious circle. As she
acted more angelic, her father would treat her more
childishly. This would force her to act more innocently
to get more information out of him. It seemed stupid
but it worked. "If only you knew some of the stuff I
did in my apartment daddy..." she though to herself in
defiance.
"Whelp, I was just on my way home from work and I
thought I'd ask you to dinner." she asked, knowing he
would say no. He always said no to any socializing when
an arch criminal was in town. She actually wasn't
headed over to go to dinner. Instead, she had heard
about the robbery and was hoping to turn on the
innocent act to milk some information from daddy.
"Oh well, I've got some reading to do anyway." she
said indifferently as she gave her father another peck
on the cheek and strutted out the door past Batman and
Robin.
- - -
The door to Barbara's apartment flew open as the
young heroine rushed in and made a bee-line for the
bedroom. "No time to chat now Charley." said Babs as
she threw her purse and coat on the couch and walked
past the bird cage containing her pet parrot.
The parrot never seemed to talk, being utterly
confused by the spew of dialog that always came from
its owner. For some reason Barbara would talk to the
bird, needlessly revealing her plans to the pet parrot.
Of course the ever changing dialog made it impossible
for the bird to learn any word or phrase.
The only thing it had managed to learn over the
years was one phrase: "Oh MY GOD!" This phrase was the
only one loud enough and repeated enough times to re-
enforce it in the bird's mind. This only happened
however, when Barbara would get in one of her "special
moods", then the bedroom door would shut and waves of
moans and screams would ring out as Barbara would
"entertain" herself.
She had always been extremely introvert. As a
child she was a loner and a book worm, always reading
and never making friends. When she grew up and
graduated from college, she found that her body had
developed quite well and, dressed right, she was
extremely attractive.
Her early life, however, had turned her off to
dating men and she found that masturbation was a far
better form of sexual stimulation along with her
unusual fascination with bondage. For some reason,
being bound and gagged and forced to climax against her
will was an incredible aphrodisiac to her and sent
incredible chills of sexual excitement through her
body. Was it a rape fantasy? She didn't know or care.
It was fun and exciting and allowed her to break the
mold everyone else had placed upon her all her life.
Daddy's sweat little girl was actually very naughty,
and the secret made her burn with excitement.
This was also partially why she was fascinated
with her Batgirl persona. Being in such perilous
situations, at the hands of such desperate criminals,
made for an overwhelming array of titillating
experiences. When she was younger, no one paid
attention to her. She was a bug, an insect to be
ignored. After spending time working out and
aerobisizing constantly, however, she became an
incredibly shapely young girl and exhibitionism was
also quite exhilarating. "Ha ha, I'm pretty now and you
can't have me!" she would think to herself.
This was why she had modified her Batgirl outfit.
The old one was functional but quite drab. She felt
that, if she could distract a crook for a few moments
with a few curves and some revealing skin, she could
use the time to her advantage. This seemed to work
quite well as most men would stop in gaping awe at the
female before them, allowing her to easily get the
upper hand.
The full body suit was eliminated. Instead, the
suit was split into two parts. The top part was a black
spandex pull over that resembled an aerobics exercise
outfit. It covered her arms completely and ran to the
middle of her rib cage, leaving her stomach and belly
button exposed. Her front was bare and a black support
bra under the outfit, pushed her full breasts together
into a nice, mountain of cleavage. The outfit continued
up her neck and stopped below her chin, making her look
like she was wearing a turtle neck sweater. A small
yellow Bat symbol was stitched over her left breast in
the material that ran up and around her shoulder.
The bottom half was a pair of black, spandex
shorts that came up to just below her belly button and
rode around the curvature of her legs, where her upper
thighs met her hips. This left her legs and thighs
fully exposed.
Her boots were replaced by a pair of high heel
shoes that laced up her ankles to just below her knees.
Her hands were covered by a pair of black, skin tight,
leather gloves that ran up her arms to just below her
shoulders. The only thing that was the same from the
original outfit was her Batgirl utility belt, which
hung low and heavy across her curvaceous stomach and
around her shapely hips.
She had decided to do away with the heavy Bat cowl
she always wore. It was clumsy, hot and didn't allow
for a full range of vision. Instead, a black mask,
similar to Robin's only with larger, more feminine
looking eye holes, took its place. The red wig was also
eliminated and her own short, black hair was pinned
like a crown on top of her head. She found that most
crooks were way too busy looking at her body to notice
her face, besides, no one could figure out who Robin
was and he only wore that stupid mask.
The final touch was a small, black silk cape that
wrapped around her neck and flowed down to the small of
her back, hanging just over her plump rear end. She
grabbed the ends of the cape in each hand and twisted
and posed in the full length mirror in her bedroom like
some sophisticated fashion model. Then with a giddy,
school girl laugh she strutted away and headed for the
secret entrance to her Batgirl cycle.
"I'll just beat Batman and Robin to the museum and
find my own clues." she declared as the cycle rolled
out of its secret door and down the alley.
- - -
The Batmobile sped out of town and toward the
Batcave. "What do you think Catwoman is up to Batman."
Robin said, slamming his fists together like he always
did.
"I don't know old chum," replied Batman, "the ways
of a wicked woman such a Catwoman cannot be easily
deduced. This is something you're going to learn as you
grow from a boy to a man." he said fatherly.
"Gosh Batman, this woman stuff really baffles me
sometimes." Robin said shaking his head.
"Don't worry, I'm sure the Bat female logic
analyzer I built into the Bat computer last week will
figure out her logic and her next move." he said
proudly. "Or blow up trying..." he mumbled under his
breathe.
Suddenly, a large explosion rang out from under
the speeding Batmobile, sending the caped crusaders
swerving out of control. "Hang on Robin!" Batman
ordered as the car careened off a cliff and plummeted
into the trees below.
- - -
"The caped crusaders should have shown up by now."
Batgirl said to herself as she sat scrunched down under
one of the windows to the museum. "Well, they'll be
along shortly. As long as they're here, I've got
nothing to worry about." and with that, Batgirl slid
open the window and stealthily climbed inside.
She made her way down the dark museum corridor
toward the opal room. As she neared the door, she could
hear someone else moving about in the darkness. "Damn
it!" exclaimed a woman's voice as the sounds of someone
searching the room rang out from the door.
"Catwoman, I've got you now." thought Batgirl as
she pulled out her Batgirl flashlight. Cupping the
front of the light in her hands to block off the light
source, she put the flashlight close to her eyes and
switched it on. She then left it on for a few moments
to let her eyes dilated to the bright light.
After switching it off, she got up and stealthily
slipped into the pitch black room, feeling along the
wall for the light switch. The flashlight had
completely blinded her to the low light in the museum
but, she was able to see fine, with no blinking, as she
flipped the lights on in the room.
Catwoman was not so prepared however as the lights
flooded the room, temporarily blinding her and freezing
her, like a jack lighted deer, in the middle of the
room.
Batgirl stood and stared in slight shock at the
female villainess before her. Apparently Catwoman had
gotten the same idea she had gotten about her costume
but, being Catwoman, her costume was much more on the
extreme side.
Catwoman was a tall, slender dark hared beauty.
She stood almost a head and a half taller than Batgirl
and was almost equal in height to Batman, even without
high heels. She had very wide shoulders which sat
loosely on a large, full chest. Her chest was long and
ran eloquently down to a narrow, shapely waist. Her
shape then curved out around a full, wide set of hips
and a large but appetizing rear end. Her legs were very
shapely and full and were quite long. More than half
her length were her legs. Her whole body was covered in
a dark, brown tan with no apparent tan line.
Unlike Batgirl's face which was perky and girlish
in appearance, Catwoman's was full and very womanly.
She had a strong, wide jaw and full facial feature that
made it very hard to determine her age and which gave
her a look of sophistication. Her eyebrows always had a
slight tilt to them. No matter what expression she had,
they made her eyes have a wicked, devious look that
lead one to believe this woman always had something
sexy on her mind.
The most obvious feature and the one that Batgirl
noticed the most, however, was Catwoman's breasts. They
were huge. Before, she had never noticed them simply
because most costumes could hide a lot of physical
features. Now, however wearing this new outfit, they
were out in the open and they were much bigger than she
had thought. "How could this woman do all the athletic
stuff she did with a chest like that?" Batgirl thought.
The two breasts were full and circular and hung with
amazing perkiness on her chest. They seemed to be
fairly firm but with enough baby fat to allow them to
jiggle slightly when the amazon moved. From behind,
even squeezed together by her outfit, she could see the
curvature of each breast peek out from around the
villianess's chest.
Her costume was very skimpy. She wore a one piece,
white, spandex bathing suit. Two straps were tied
around her neck and criss-crossed just below her collar
bone. They ran from the criss-cross, down over her
breasts, covering mostly her nipples and squeezing her
breasts together, leaving most of her breasts bare. The
straps continued down, along her side, and connected at
the top of her hips to her v-cut, French bikini bottom.
More straps continued up her back and crossed behind
her, adding support to the outfit. This left her
stomach and most of her front completely bare.
The bottom ran from the top of her hips, down over
her flat stomach, and between her legs, barely covering
the essentials. Most of her long legs, up to the middle
of her thighs, were covered with a pair of skin tight,
white, latex boots whose heels were almost 5 inches in
length. Her arms were covered up to her mid upper arms
with white gloves made from the same material as her
boots. Her face was covered by a thin mask similar to
Batgirl's but with a pair of cat ears sticking out of
her full brunette hair on either side of her head.
The stunned villainess stood, covering her eyes.
She staggered backward and let out a cat's hiss as the
light stung her eyes. Batgirl stepped away from the
wall and planted her feet slightly apart, resting her
hands on the sides of her hips in an arrogant pose of
superiority.
"So, I thought I'd catch you here Catwoman."
confidently boasted Batgirl. Catwoman dropped her hands
away from her face, her eyes still popping open and
closed as she tried to shake the sparkles from them.
"Oh its you, Bat bitch. Don't you have jay walkers
to arrest or something?" said Catwoman in a low sultry
voice as she waived her hand at the pesky heroine in an
attempt shoe her away.
"I think not Catwoman, now where are the opals?"
demanded Batgirl.
The spots and sparkles faded from Catwoman's eyes
and she turned to face the spunky heroine. Planting her
feet slightly apart and her hands on her hips she stood
in front of Batgirl in almost the same pose, but being
much taller, Catwoman loomed over the younger Batgirl.
For a few seconds each girl sized each other up,
looking first around, then up and down but never
breaking their stances. They stood like two cats
sniffing each other out. Catwoman then broke her stance
and orbited Batgirl with a sultry walk, looking her up
and down. Batgirl followed her around with her head,
keeping an ever watchful eye on the crafty villainess.
"Nice outfit sweet cheeks." said Catwoman calmly,
"I see you figured out men think with their groins
instead of their heads."
"I'm sure you figured that out a long time ago."
Batgirl replied like a taunting school girl. Catwoman
finished her orbit and stood in front of Batgirl.
"Where did you get the top? I like the material."
Catwoman said as she calmly reached out to feel the
fabric.
"Oh that's one of Macy's aerobic outfits. I did my
own sewing." Batgirl said with a proud, gleaming smile.
"Where did you get those boots?"
"Oh these are Gucci originals. I had to order them
from Italy. You know it took 3 months for them to
deliver 'em. Never buy foreign mail order, especially
clothes." Catwoman said rolling her eyes upward in
disgust.
"I know what you mean," Batgirl replied, "it took
me a month to get these shorts.... OH NEVER MIND THAT!"
Batgirl blurted out, shaking her head and waving her
hands at Catwoman. "Now what did you do with the
opals!" Batgirl demanded again.
"ME!?" Catwoman cried out in denial. "Listen
honey, I've been trying to go straight ever since my
last stint in jail. You don't know what its like in
there. The food's awful and you can't imagine what it
does to your hair. Besides, after my last run in with
Batman, I thought long and hard about my life and I
know he'll have nothing to do with a woman like me if I
stay a criminal."
"You mean you're not a villainess anymore?" asked
the confused Batgirl. "I thought stealing a bunch of
cat's eye opals would be your motis-operandi."
"Motis-operandi?" Catwoman said quizzically.
"Yes the Latin word Motis meaning motive or mode
and Operandi meaning operation i.e. mode of operation."
Batgirl said as she recited the definition.
"Uh.. well no." Catwoman said shaking her head
slightly and shooting Batgirl a look of bewilderment.
"This poor girl has got to be one hell of an egghead
under that mask. She almost as bad as that brat Robin
with his holy this and holy that." she thought to
herself.
"I've been trying to use my cat burglar talents to
catch some of my fellow crooks." Catwoman continued. "I
figure if I make up for some of the rotten things I
did, I might be able to convince Batman that I'm a good
person."
"I swear I had nothing to do with this!" she
explained as she waved her hand over the busted up
display cases.
"OK then, who did?" Batgirl said shifting her head
to one side and staring at Catwoman with a look of
disbelief.
"We did!" rang out a voice from behind both of
them. Both girls jumped in fright and turned. There,
standing at the edge of the hole were the Penguin,
Joker and Riddler and several of their henchmen.
What's this! Batgirl and Catwoman teaming up?!
Has the felonious feline reformed?!
Can they both handle the Joker, Riddler and Penguin?!
Join us next Episode,
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Batgirl, Catwoman and any other characters from
the Batman story line are copyrighted by DC comics.
Any similarity between names, characters and places in this
story are purely coincidental. This story is written solely
for entertainment purposes and cannot be used or redistributed
for the purposes of making money or profit.
WARNING - WARNING - WARNING - WARNING - WARNING
This story contains very descriptive scenes of sex,
bondage and rape. If you do not like to read such material
DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER!!!!
This material is based on the old Batman serials that aired
in the 60s. This story is simply fantasy material about
the characters and how I'd like to see an episode done. If
you don't like the story or you feel its slightly wordy,
too bad its my style.
>From last episode:
"OK then, who did?" Batgirl said shifting her head
to one side and staring at Catwoman with a look of
disbelief.
"We did!" rang out a voice from behind both of
them. Both girls jumped in fright and turned. There,
standing at the edge of the hole were the Penguin,
Joker and Riddler and several of their henchmen.
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Now Part 2:
"Hoo hoo hoo" cackled Joker, "if it isn't Bat
bimbo and what's this, an even lovelier Catwoman." he
mocked, gawking at the reformed heroine.
"Why don't come over here Bozo and I'll shove
those eyes back into your head BACKWARDS!" Catwoman
said in a calm, sultry voice, raising one wicked
eyebrow and cocking her hips to one side.
"You mean like this." laughed the Joker as he
reached up and turned his eyelids inside out in a high
schoolish attempt at humor. Both the Joker and the
Riddler began laughing hysterically at the prank. The
girls, however, shook their heads in disgust at their
juvenility.
"Quack quack... Shut up ya mangy excuses for
circus clowns." blurted out the Penguin. "We haven't
got time for this. The costumed clods will be here any
moment if they survived Joker's little toy... quack
quack."
"Oh but they won't. The explosion was enough to
blow up any vehicle, even the Batmobile." the Joker
replied.
"You put a bomb in Batman's car?" exclaimed
Batgirl.
"Why yes, right outside police headquarters.
Bwahahahahaha." blasted the Joker.
"Quack... enough of this gabbing." interrupted
Penguin, grabbing a henchmen and propelling him toward
the two lovely heroines, "put the bag on them QUICK!
quack quack."
With that the group of various Penguin, Riddler
and Joker goons headed for the two girls. The first
shoved henchmen reached the two lovelies who
instinctively let out two high kicks straight to his
jaw. This sent him back toward the other eight henchmen
like a returned tennis ball, wiping out three goons in
the process.
The other four reached their target and the first
took a south paw sing at Batgirl. She easily ducked the
punch and side kicked the henchman in the chest,
sending him to the floor.
Catwoman managed to jump up and do a spinning
kick, connecting her long leg with two of the
henchmen's faces. Both men went sailing to one side of
her like a broom sweeping away a pile of dust.
The third henchman got through, however, and threw
a heavy punch, connecting with Catwoman's jaw which
sent her staggering backward across the room separating
the two girls.
The Penguin, Joker and Riddler all rushed into the
fray along with the four henchmen that were knocked
down in the first attack. And two groups formed, one
around Batgirl and one around Catwoman.
Batgirl continued to let out punch after punch,
knock henchmen and villains away with each blow.
Fighting a large group was actually easier than an
individual since their attacks were usually
uncoordinated and they ended up running into each other
most of the time. She knew how to dodge between them
and around then, using her smaller weight, agile body
and superior speed to crash them into each other. The
one other bonus was the fact they were trying to grab
her and not pummel her. This left them open to much
more serious attacks from her since they had their
guard down.
Catwoman was also doing quite well, flipping and
kicking her attackers with expert agility and skill.
Batgirl was amazed at how this woman could move about
and not have that costume fall off.
Suddenly, Batgirl felt a low dull pain from her
back as the Joker cracked a wooden chair over her
shoulders from behind. This sent the dazed heroine
staggering toward the back wall of the room. At the
same time, Catwoman received a series of rapid punches
to the stomach and face, sending her staggering
backward toward the same wall.
Both girls hit the wall at the same time and
leaned up against the cabinet that stood there. "Its
just like being Batman and Robin." gleamed Batgirl with
a look of fantasy fulfillment.
Catwoman shot Batgirl a dirty look and held up her
finger, waving it in Batgirl's face. "If you say one
"holy" anything I'll scratch your eyes OUT!" she
exclaimed.
With that, both girls jumped to either side of the
12 foot cabinet and wrenched it away from the wall,
sending it piling down on a group of six henchmen which
were heading toward them. The cabinet buried all six,
temporarily taking them out of the picture.
The Riddler easily vaulted over the downed cabinet
and let loose a quick punch to Catwoman's stomach. This
sent her toward one side of the room. At the same time,
one of the henchmen began swinging on Batgirl who found
herself dodging a series of rapid blows.
As Catwoman staggered back, the Joker plowed into
her from the side. At the same time, the remaining goon
grabbed her by the legs and yanked them out from under
her, sending her to the floor. The Penguin rushed in
and all four began pummeling the helpless heroine.
Batgirl dispensed with the under trained goon and
saw Catwoman's predicament. Thinking quickly, she ran
across to the other side of the room and climbed on top
of a cabinet. Making an acrobatic lunge, she jumped
onto a low hanging chandelier and swung across the room
toward the pile of men. Her muscular legs shot out and
connect with the group sending all four men in several
directions. She then dropped down and in the same
motion grabbed Catwoman's arm and pulled her to her
feet.
"Wow!" exclaimed Catwoman shaking her head, "It
was a lot easier being villainess."
The two girls backed toward a tapestry that hung
from the nearby wall and readied themselves for the
next attack. The Penguin, Joker and Riddler slowly got
up and staggered toward the middle of the room. Looking
about, the Penguin's eyes shot out in amazement.
"Quack... I don't believe this. Our feathers
plucked by a couple of chick-a-dees. Quack- Quack...
Get your heads outta your pants and get THEM!" he
ordered kicking a goon who lay half dazed on the floor.
"I see you still hire inferior help Penguin."
Batgirl said arrogantly as she put her hands on her
hips and took her usual cocky Batgirl stance.
Looking at Batgirl, Catwoman also took the same
stance. "Well boys, are you going to come peacefully or
do we have to get... TOUGH!" taking the same arrogant
attitude. On her however, the look was way more sultry
and wicked.
The Riddler let out a blast of rapid, convulsive
giggling. "huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu Riddle me this
ladies. What do you get when you combine a tap dancer
and a pastry?"
Batgirl immediately went to work solving the
riddle, dipping her head in intense thought. Seeing
this, Catwoman gave her a slight shove and rolled her
eyes. "What kind of stupid riddle is that?" she asked
shaking her head in disbelief at the nerdiness of the
whole situation.
"No, wait!" Batgirl said putting her hand on
Catwoman's shoulder. "I know... a tap dancer... and a
pastry... a tapestry?" she said with a tone of semi
sureness.
"That's right Bat slut!" giggled the Riddler.
Suddenly, shooting from the hip he fired a small laser
gun over the two girls' heads. The beam hit a large
hook that suspended the heavy tapestry hanging from the
wall behind them. The massive cloth came tumbling down
on both girls engulfing them both and forcing them to
the floor.
At the same time, the dazed goons, who were
recovering, got up and piled on top of the tapestry,
pummeling the two lumps that were once Catwoman and
Batgirl.
"Quack Quack... Good work Riddler but ya almost
botched it with that stupid riddle." exclaimed the
Penguin as the three raced toward the helpless
heroines. "Hoo Hoo get them up, pull them to their
feet." ordered the Joker.
The henchmen grabbed the two forms and pulled them
up. They then pulled back just enough of the tapestry
to reveal their heads but kept the rest of their
struggling bodies cocooned in the giant cloth. The
girls both surfaced from under the cloth, letting in a
gasp of fresh air.
"Quack Quack... Let me in there!" said the Penguin
as he forced a few goons aside and approached the
girls.
"Quack... cover your faces...." and with that he
raised his umbrella and pointed the tip at the two
dazed heroines. Blue gas billowed from the tip and
sprayed into their faces. The two girls gasped and
coughed but the anesthetic was designed to be quick and
potent. Catwoman and Batgirl's fiery spirits were
stilled as both girls fell unconscious.
"Quack... Joker, take care of Catwoman and
Batgirl. We can't have either of them running about
mucking up our plans, especially Catwoman." ordered
Penguin.
"Huhuhuhuhuhuhu That's right Penguin. That was
sheer brilliance committing cat related crimes so the
police and the dynamic dimwits would go after jug queen
here instead of us." added the Riddler.
"Hoo Hoo I know just what to do with our little
feminine guests." ecstatically replied the Joker,
"Quickly men, tie and gag them both. We want them
packaged nicely for the trip."
"Just make it permanent and despicable. Quack"
replied the Penguin. "and don't foul it up..." he
added, swatting the Joker with his umbrella and
waddling out the door with the Riddler and their goons.
The Joker's henchmen unraveled the tapestry and
pulled the two unconscious girls out, laying them on
the floor. Rolling Catwoman on her stomach, they pulled
her arms behind her back and securely tied them
together, first at the wrists and then at the elbows.
They then tied her legs together, wrapping several
coils of rope around her knees and then her ankles,
securing them together with a series of very tight
knots. They then rolled her on her back and sat her up.
Wrapping several coils of rope around her upper arms,
they secured her arms so she could not slid her tied
hands over her legs when she woke.
A bandanna was balled up and stuffed in her mouth
with another one wrapped and tied around her mouth to
secure it in place. Finally a third bandanna was
wrapped around her eyes, blindfolding Catwoman.
The same was done to Batgirl. When they were done,
all four men stood up and loomed over the two bound and
gagged heroines sleeping on the floor. "Hoo Hoo
quickly, lets get them into the truck. I know just
where to take them."
- - -
As the sun began to riseon Gotham city, a small
truck pulled up at the back entrance to the abandoned
Pinky Pinkston Sexual Parphanalia factory on the far
side of town. The backdoor of the truck burst open as
the two girls were carried out and into the building.
The door to the main production room burst open as the
Joker lead the group of henchmen carrying the
struggling, gyrating heroines inside. The Penguin's gas
had worn off in the truck and the Joker felt it
unnecessary to re-gas them with his Joker gas. They
were much more entertaining, rolling and thrusting
about in the back of the truck.
The two girls were brought to a machine that stood
in the middle of the room. The machine had two flat,
steel bed like surfaces that sat side by side and were
titled about 60 degrees from vertical. The top of each
bed was flat, but the bottom had two long surfaces that
split off at a 45 degree angle from the center forming
a kind of spread eagle configuration with a gap between
where the legs should go. Various other devices and
computer consoles were attached to the machine along
with two mechanical conveyor belt assemblies and two
odd machines that sat in the area between the steel bed
legs.
The girls were forced against the steel beds and
their hands untied. The goons immediately forced their
hands into manacles that were affixed to the machine
over their heads. At the same time, their legs were
untied and their struggling limbs were clamped into
place with manacles attached to the bed's legs.
The girls gyrated and thrust about frantically,
murmuring and moaning cries of resistance and defiance
as they lay spread eagle. "hoo Hoo Remove their gags."
the Joker ordered, pointing at the two girls. "I want
to hear them beg for mercy."
The gags and blindfolds came off and Selena and
Barbara looked about frantically at their situation.
"Joker! What the HELL are you doing?" blared Catwoman
not realizing where she was.
"We're in the abandoned Pinky Pinkston Sexual
Parphanalia factory." answered Batgirl. "I used to come
here all the..." she began to recite.
The room grew dead silent as everyone stared at
the wholesome Batgirl in utter amazement and at her
intricate knowledge of such a vile place and of such
perverse devices. "Uh... uh... I uhh... read that in a
newspaper article somewhere." quickly blurted out the
red faced heroine, realizing the incredible stupid
blunder about her sex life she almost made.
"Whatever," the Joker said, waving his hand at
Batgirl. "Now you're both going to get a taste of my
latest invention." chuckled the Joker as he began to
flip various switches on a control panel.
"Sex Paraphanalia factory!?" Selena turned her head and
stared at Barbara with a slight panic to her voice and
an odd quizzical expression. Looking about however and
seeing the stacks and stacks of old cardboard boxes
labeled "VIBRATORS" piled up around the room, confirmed
her fears and sent a panicked chill down her spine.
Both girls let out a scream of panic and began to
struggle intensely as they both realized the incideous
fate that probably awaited them.
"Oh that's right ladies. You're both going to get
a "BANG" out of this." and with that the whole band of
men began to laugh loudly. A grinding, mechanical noise
came to life from the whole machine and the two odd
mechanical devices between their legs rose up and into
position.
"You see, this device was originally made to test
various vibrators for their effectiveness." the Joker
explained. "Originally, where you two ladies are now
secured, there were two test dummies designed to
simulate female responses and to feed the data back to
the computer." the Joker continued as he and the
henchmen began to tape small circular white tapes with
sampling electrodes to the heroines' bodies.
"Now, of course, you're the dummies." he said mockingly
letting out a horrendous laugh.
"You see, I modified the machine. Before it would
just try a dildo and record the response. Now, it will
monitor your bodies' responses and continue to "test"
the same dildo until you climax. At that point, the
machine will change vibrators and try a new one, each
time exacting a climax." he explained with a demonic
chortle.
"Hoo Hoo the beauty of it is the more you fight
and resist, the more it will try to make you both come,
however, the more you climax, the more your minds will
go insane." he continued "You will both be total
vegetables when its done. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
With that, the Joker clapped his hands in joy and
continued to press buttons. "OK Joker, fun is fun... ha
ha... I forgive you. Untie me." Catwoman said pulling
at her bonds.
"I'm afraid not my feline friend, I can't do
that." replied the Joker.
"JOKER! THIS IS INSANE!" Selena screamed. "Do you
know what that things going to do to us!"
"Actually, I'm not quite sure. The machine was
never made to be used by people and there are numerous
warning labels everywhere. I really have no idea what
will actually happen hoo hoo hoo." he responded
laughingly. "You changed sides remember. Now you're
going to get the lesson you deserve."
"This is too insidious Joker!" exclaimed Batgirl.
"Do you know what the penalty for rape is in this city!
You're going to be in big trouble MISTER!" she blared
defiantly.
All four men looked at her and wiggled their
fingers making an "oooo I'm so threatened gesture."
"Great going sister." Selena said to Batgirl out
of the corner of her mouth. "That's got them really
shaking in their boots."
The joker then turned to face Selena and slowly
walked up to the bound heroine. His grin left his face
and he now took on a sinister, almost perverse
expression as he leaned over her. Glaring down at her
large breasts, her slowly reached up and grabbed the
sides of her white suit, pulling the fabric up and over
her breasts. Her bare breasts rolled to her sides as
they were exposed. Selena surge and arched her back in
horror as this disgusting man bared her breasts. His
right hand then reached across and firmly cupped her
left tit, squeezing and massaging the large gland with
utter enjoyment. Catwoman let out an animalistic hiss
of resistance as he continued to accost her.
At the same time, one of the goons grabbed
Batgirl's top and pulled it up over her breasts and her
head. Her panicked eyes darted around in desperation as
the man reached for the clasp that held the cups of her
support bra together. Then, with a small yell, Batgirl
surged as the clasp was undone and the cups popped
apart exposing her plump breasts. The henchman then
grabbed both tits firmly with each hand, squeezing and
massaging them with incredible delight. Batgirl
screamed and gyrated in futile resistance as her chest
was molested by the Joker's henchman.
The joker then lunged down at Selena, grabbing her
tit and plunging the nipple into his mouth. He began
sucking hard and long, squeezing the helpless breast in
a frantic attempt to suck it dry. At the same time, his
left hand grabbed her right breast and he forcefully
massaged both breasts, moving his mouth from one
unprotected nipple to the other in a fanatic feeding
frenzy. Every once in a while he would bury his face
deep in her cleavage and squeeze her tits to the sides
of his face, letting himself become buried in an almost
heavenly sea of tanned breasts.
Batgirl was no better off as the goon sucked and
sucked on her perky breasts. He grabbed the bare nipple
of her other, exposed breast and pulled it, pinching
and squeezing it in a erotically teasing fashion.
Barbara continued to struggle and cry out as he sucked
harder and harder almost engulfing her ripe tit in his
mouth.
Selena also cried in protest but her shouts were
more like a cat hissing in defiance. She would let out
deep, heavy moans and sprays of hisses as she struggled
in vain. One of the other goons came up next to the
Joker and tapped him on the shoulder, giving him and
eager look. "Yes, YES there's plenty for all. Its
milking time!" the Joker exclaimed as both men grabbed
a large breast and began massaging and sucking Selena
dry. The other goon joined the one accosting Batgirl
and all four men enjoyed a feast of breasts with the
two struggling heroines fighting in vain to escape
violation.
After about 20 minutes, the four were satiated and
they backed away with satisfied looks on their faces.
"MMMMM that was so yummy." the Joker mused. "I didn't
know you were so juicy my dear Catwoman."
"Go to hell!" cried Catwoman as she continued to
struggle. Both girl's breasts were covered with sweat
and saliva from the ruthless mammary onslaught they
both just went through. "Yeah, You'll never get away
with this!" cried Batgirl "Good always triumph over
evil!"
"Honey, I'm gonna have to teach you some better
lines." said Catwoman out of the corner of her mouth to
Batgirl.
"Hoo Hoo, I don't think you'll get the chance."
and with that Joker and the goons grabbed both girl's
lower outfits and forcefully pulled them down.
Batgirl's spandex shorts slid down around her gyrating
hips and down to her feet. Her one leg was unclasped
and the pants were removed. Her leg was then secured
back in place. Catwoman's outfit was also pulled off
and both girls now lay naked and defenseless on the
cold steel beds.
The Joker then reached over and flipped the final
switch, activating the demonic machine. Lights and
pistons came to life as the conveyor belt started up. A
dildo moved along the belt and into each of the odd
machines that sat between the two girls' legs. After a
second or two, the dildo appeared from the front of the
machine, pre lubricated and ready to go. A robotic arm
assembly then moved it toward its unprotected target.
"NO NO!" cried Barbara. "YOU CAN'T DO THIS!"
"I'LL SWITCH BACK TO A LIFE OF CRIME!" Selena
pleaded "THIS IS INSANE JOKER!"
Their cries fell on deaf ears as the first dildo
found its mark and plunged slowly into Selena Kyle's
defenseless vagina. The dark hared amazon reeled back,
surging her wide hips upward in defiance as the phallic
force itself past her tightened vaginal muscles and
deep into her womb.
Barbara screamed in shear panic as her dildo
forced itself between her lips and entered deeply
inside her. Her hips thrust and pounded frantically as
the dildo gained each inch. Apparently the machines
were randomly selecting sex toys as both girls
experienced different devices. Barbara's dildo was a
long, curved implement with several ridges and ripples.
Selena's was a long, fat white phallic that filled
her completely and was too large to allow her anytime
to resist or think. Her situation was compounded by the
fact that the machine began sliding the device in and
out of her in an attempt to make her come.
Barbara was experiencing the same ordeal as her
curved phallic slid back and forth in a forcefully
rhythmic fashion. The sheer act of being striped and
molested, coupled with the forced penetration she was
now experiencing, brought on her first climax which
sent her reeling upward in ecstasy.
Hearing Barbara's erotic cries and moans and
listening to another woman being forced to climax,
drove Selena over the edge and the large breasted
heroine also caved in, surging in an uncontrollable
climax.
"Boy they're real screamers boss." one of the
goons said as he gaped at the fantastic spectacle
before him. "Yeah, a couple of real moaners." drooled
another one.
"Gag them, gag them both." the Joker ordered
waving his finger at them, "we don't want any passer
byes to hear them and rescue them."
"Right boss," and with that the henchmen
reinserted the bandannas into each girl's mouth and
secured the rags in place, gagging them both.
"Tata ladies." chortled the Joker. "I'd love to
stay and watch you both suffer but I've got pressing
business to attend to." and with that the Joker and his
men left the two bound and gagged heroines as the
machine ruthlessly continued to rape them both.
Sensing Batgirl's defeat, her machine withdrew the
first phallic and a new one rolled down the conveyor
belt. This one was fat and shaped like several large
balls packed together in a row. The new phallic plunged
deep inside her struggling hips and reached her
defenseless womb. It too began to pump in and out
forcing Batgirl to thrust wildly in defiance. Barbara
had used vibrators before but never like this. Nothing
sexual had ever happened to her before at the hands of
these villains and now the act of being forcefully raped
fed her erotic fantasies. She began to loose herself in
the overwhelming experience as another climax claimed
her and a new dildo moved into place.
Selena's was narrower and long. "A small one," she
thought in relief, "at least I can ride this one
out..." but before she could finish her thought, her
hips surged in desperate panic. Another, fatter smooth
phallic came up and inserted itself under the first,
forcing itself deep into her. The new combination of
two dildos penetrating her was bigger than the first
dildo and this sent her surging in uncontrollable
ecstasy as they both reached her womb. They then began
to slide in and out but in opposite directions.
"JOKER YOU INCIDEOUS BASTARD!" Selena cried out under
her gag as the pumping drove her wild with sensation.
Both ladies gyrated frantically as climax after climax
stripped them of their wills and their minds. The Joker
was right, at this rate they would both end up
vegetables if they couldn't escape.
What's this! Batgirl and Catwoman RAPED!
Being driven mad by Joker's insane machine!
How can this be!
Will they ever escape!
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>From last episode:
"JOKER YOU INCIDEOUS BASTARD!" Selena cried out under
her gag as the pumping drove her wild with sensation.
Both ladies gyrated frantically as climax after climax
stripped them of their wills and their minds. The Joker
was right, at this rate they would both end up
vegetables if they couldn't escape.
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Now Part 3:
Batgirl continued to struggle as yet
another vibrator entered her. Almost an hour
had passed and she was nearly exhausted from
her constant struggling and from the
multitude of climaxes that had almost torn
her mind apart. Looking across she could see
Catwoman surging again and again as she too
was taken relentlessly by the Joker's
diabolic machine.
"Can't take much more...." she thought,
"Must free myself..."
Concentration was almost impossible when
the machine was forcefully penetrating her.
It would slide each phallic back and forth
like a steam piston, never giving her a
chance to focus, let alone just catch her
breath. She did notice, however, there was a
short break between when she climaxed and
when the machine changed implements.
"My Batgirl utility belt!" she suddenly
realized. "They left it on..."
Sure enough, the large, bulky, yellow
and black belt still sat around her bare
waste and hips.
"If I can just..." and she began to
wiggle her hips in such away as to cause the
belt to slide down over her abdomen and
toward her vagina. As the machine finished
her with another vibrator, it retracted and a
new one came down the belt. Batgirl gaped in
horror at the new dildo. It was enormous with
an array of studs and bulges.
"Dear God! That's going to finish me for
sure!"
Quickly she sucked in her gut as much as
she could to lower her vagina with respect to
the table. The phallic reared its enormous
head and the machine began forcing it
forward. The tip slid between her lips but
missed her opening, instead it slid along
over her clitoris and bumped up against her
belt.
"Got to hold my breathe..." she told
herself as the machine began pumping the
dildo back and forth, over her clit, banging
its head into the belt's buckle. Suddenly,
the buckle opened like she had planned and
the desperate heroine quickly began shaking
her hips in a frantic attempt to cause the
belt buckle to fall between her legs.
"Almost got it... YES!". A wave of
relief came over her as the buckle landed
like a knights shield over her vagina.
The machine drew back the phallic and
plunged it hard against its target. This
time, however, the vibrator met an impassable
shield and the machine's gears began to grind
as it pushed harder and harder in futility.
Suddenly, smoke began to rise from the
machine and then a large popping sound
rendered the machine harmless. The motors and
pistons slowly died as the machine short
circuited from being blocked.
- - -
"Gggooooddd ththing you had a lolock
pick in your glove." stammered Catwoman as
the two girls helped each other into
Catwoman's lair.
"I never leave home without one."
Batgirl replied as both girls flopped down on
a large white fur rug that dominated
Catwoman's cat-house.
"So what happened to the machine? I must
have blacked out for a bit?" asked Catwoman
as she lay on the floor staring up at the
ceiling.
"Oh it completely burned up. Its totally
destroyed." replied Batgirl who was laying
next to her also staring up at the ceiling.
A long moment of silence passed then
both girls let out a sigh of disappointment
at the demise of the machine. "Hell I would
have married the damn thing if it brought in
a good paycheck." Catwoman groaned.
"Enough of that." said Batgirl as she
bolted to her feet. "We've got to catch the
Penguin, Joker and Riddler before they commit
anymore cat related crimes."
"You're right. My reps on the line here
and we've got to nail them. Now if I were
Catwoman, what would I steal next?" Catwoman
said sitting up and tilting her head in deep
concentration.
"You are such an airhead!" blurted
Batgirl putting her hands on her hips. "You
are Catwoman!"
"Oh, yeh... right." and both girls sat
pondering the situation. "I've got it."
Catwoman exclaimed standing up and rushing to
a desk which sat across the room from them.
"You know, I've always wondered why
villains' hideouts have such slanted floors?"
Batgirl asked looking about quizzically as
she followed Selena.
Catwoman looked about and then waved her
hand in dismissal. "Who knows. Ever place I
end up in is some abandoned this or that and
the floors are always screwed up."
Leafing through a bunch of newspapers,
Selena pulled out two front page stories.
"Here's two I was planning before I went
straight. The first was an Egyptian mummy
case containing the great queen Nephrotite."
she explained.
"Let me guess, because Egyptians were
such cat lovers right?" beamed Batgirl.
"Exactly! Of course I didn't pick it
cause you Bat geeks would have figured it out
in about 2 seconds." she explained. "The
second was a Statovarious violin valued at
over a half million. That would have kept me
in cat nip for a long time."
"I've got it! Why don't we split up.
I'll cover the mummy and you cover the
violin!" exclaimed Batgirl.
"Sounds good to me!" and with that both
girls headed out toward their intended
targets.
- - -
Selena slid behind one of the roman
style pillars that bordered the private
museum's walls. The museum was closed that
day and it was extremely obvious when the
Riddler and his three goons came sneaking in.
"Huhuhuhuhu. Good day sir." said the
Riddler kindly as he walked up to the old
security guard standing next to the violin,
"Could you help me a minute?"
The helpful guard stepped forward and
was met with a snoot full of Riddler gas. He
hit the floor instantly and the three made a
bee line straight for the violin.
"Not so fast." proudly boasted Catwoman
as she stepped out from behind a pillar. She
stood in her white, thong suit with her legs
slightly apart and her hands at her hips in a
Batgirl style stance.
"What!" exclaimed the Riddler, "You're
supposed to be dead, defunct, deceased,
destroyed, dissected!"
"You know, I never figured out why we
villains always tie up the good guys in some
diabolic trap and then just leave them alone
to escape. Its almost like the whole thing's
scripted or something." Catwoman pointed out.
"Yeh you're right..." the Riddler said
lowering his head in deep thought.
One of the goons looked at his perplexed
boss and gave him a nudge. "Hey boss. What
about the Cat broad?!"
"Yeh, right." the Riddler said shaking
his head to clear it. "Get her!"
The three goons and Riddler all charged
the scantily clad heroine. Their first wave
of attack was met with utter failure however
as the better trained female easily dodged
past them, causing them to all crash into a
row of porcelain statues. Two of the goons
quickly recovered and rushed the brunette
again. Their attacks were met with deft
blocks and expert kicks that sent them back
into the Riddler and the third goon.
The four men lay half dazed on the
floor, reeling from the girl's expert attack.
"Ha! I thought your men would be a bit
better Riddler!" Catwoman mocked as she stood
again in a proud Batgirl stance.
"Well laugh this off kitten." and with
that the Riddler lobbed a small nodule over
Catwoman's head. Instantly the small bomb
exploded and hundreds of multi-colored
streamers shot out and enveloped Catwoman.
They streamed about her upper chest and arms,
cocooning her tighter and tighter as she
continued to gyrate frantically. At that same
moment, the three goons piled onto the
helpless feline avenger and forced her to the
ground.
The Riddler exploded into a chorus of
convulsing chuckles as he stood over the now
restrained Catwoman. "How do you like my new
toy. I borrowed it from the Joker. Pretty
neat eh?" he gloated as the goons flipped
Selena over and forced her to kneel on the
floor. The Riddler slowly walked up to the
twisting girl and grabbed her beautiful,
masked face by the chin.
"Ya know, you've got a real pretty
mouth." he said giggling as he unzipped the
front of his costume. "Have you ever wondered
what all the question marks were all over my
suit?" he said half-jokingly as he drew out
his enormous cock.
Selena let out a ferocious growl and
reeled in horror, knowing what was coming
next. With a forceful hand, the Riddler
grabbed the back of her head and force his
member past her full, red lips and deep into
her mouth.
She cried and moaned in resistance as
the Riddler started pumping himself in and
out of her defenseless mouth.
"Huhuhuhuhuhu... This is great!" he cried
letting out another spastic chuckle. "What a
magical mouth!"
The pumping grew faster and faster as
the girl thrust and gyrated in futility.
Then, the inevitable happened. The Riddler
tensed, growing tighter and tighter and, like
a balloon ready to burst, he exploded inside
her, forcing her to swallow every last drop.
Catwoman let out a fiery, animalistic
moan as her mouth was violated by this
disgusting man.
"UUUUGH! You BASTARD!" she yelled as he
withdrew and she swallowed what was left in
her mouth. "You'll never get...hmmmgf!" but
before she could finish, one of the goons
stepped into the Joker's place and filled her
mouth with his penis, forcing her to again
perform the same act.
After several humiliating minutes, the
last goon finished discharging and stepped
away from the now coughing and hissing feline
heroine. Several streams of come had rolled
down her chin and neck and she sat kneeling
and snarling in defiance. Suddenly, a thick
rag slammed down over her mouth from behind
her and the goon tied the ends of the gag
tightly behind her head gagging and silencing
the heroine.
"Quickly to the van with her while I
leave one of my riddles!" the Riddler
ordered. The men picked up the struggling,
twisting heroine and the violin and headed
for the back door and the waiting van parked
in the back.
- - -
Batgirl had managed to sneak into the
Wayne foundation exhibition room at Gotham
University with ease. Being an athletic
heroine had its advantages and stealthiness
was one. Besides, no one expected anyone to
steal a mummy, so security was extremely lax.
Searching the room filled with glass cases
and Egyptian displays she soon found the
target she was looking for.
"Nephrotite!" she said with a girlish
hmpf. "Well lady, I'm going to have to borrow
your sarcoficase for a while." she said
pulling the old mummy from the coffin and
setting it up in a corner behind the hat
rack.
"I'll just hide in the coffin and when
the crooks come and steal it, they'll take me
right to their hideout." she said so proud of
her ingenuity.
No sooner had she slipped into the
coffin and closed the door had the Penguin
and his cohorts come in through a verandah
window.
"Quack... Get the coffin men! We haven't
got much time!" he ordered. The goons picked
up Batgirl's coffin and hoisted it out over
the balcony and carried it into a large truck
parked below. The three goons piled in back
and the truck tore away with a loud squeal.
Inside, the henchmen sat around the
coffin gabbing with each other about what
they were going to do with their share of the
loot. Batgirl could never figure out why
these guys always ended up working for
someone like the Penguin. "Why would anyone
in their right mind want work for a wacko who
waddles around like a bird and quacks!" she
thought mockingly. Taking a look at her own
ridiculous costume and thinking about the
number of people that would give their right
arm to work with Batman and Robin quickly
shut her up.
"Hey tsst." said one of the henchmen to
the others in a soft whisper. "Did you guys
hear something coming from the coffin?"
"Uh yeh, I think I did." another
replied. The first goon picked up one of
Penguin's patented umbrellas and slowly
brought it over to a small air hole at the
side of the coffin. Inserting the tip into
the hole he pulled the trigger and the
umbrella spewed its supply of Penguin gas
into the wooden box. The gas filled the box
and spewed out slightly from the sides as the
goon continued to pump gas into it. A series
of frantic thumps and thuds rang from the box
as the gas poured out the seams. The noise
came quickly to a stop as the gas dissipated.
"Lets see what we got." chuckled the
goon as they all three opened the lid. There,
laying like a sleeping little girl and
moaning slightly from the gas was Batgirl.
"HOO HOO Party TIME!" the one goon
screamed as they hoisted the dazed heroine
from the box and quickly tied her hands
behind her back. The fresh air rushing
through the back of the truck quickly revived
the spirited heroine as the men finished
tying her arms.
With a fiery yelp she began to wiggle
and struggle against the group of men. They
had her laying on her stomach and across
their knees as they sat on the benches that
lined the sides of the truck.
"OOO... You're a real wiggler aren't
you." one of the henchmen noted, running his
hands over her chest and cupping her breasts.
The young girl twisted and jerked her
shoulders in a vain attempt at shaking the
creep's hands off her plump breasts.
"How dare YOU!" she cried. "I'm an
officer of the law! Unhand me at ONCE!" she
demanded as she continued to gyrate. Now all
three men were sliding their hands slowly
over her soft, tense body.
"I don't think so. You sent us up da
river a few years ago and now its pay back
time." he grinned as he moved around in front
of her.
"You broke the law!" she screamed "You
deserved to go to prison!"
"Well you deserve this." he replied as
he forced is penis into her small mouth and
slid it deep into her throat.
Batgirl reeled at this horrid act and
she kicked and screamed violently. This only
excited the men more. They began to squeeze
and stroke the rest of her body even harder.
She could feel a pair of hands slowly gliding
up and down the back of her bare thighs,
getting closer and closer to her...
WHACK! Her plump, shapely buttocks
jiggled like a lump of jello as the goon
smacked her rear. "ya like that girly!?" he
said smacking her again. The young heroine
surged and whined as the goon continued to
spank her. The other goon gave her a smack
and both men soon formed a chorus of
alternating smacks and spanks.
Both men soon stopped and began sliding
their hands over her firm but sore rear end.
"Let see what we got here!?" the goon
chuckled as he grabbed her shorts and pulled
them down over her bare thighs to her knees.
Batgirl let out another scream as her
rear was bared to the world. The first goon
continued to slowly pump his cock inside her
mouth as he enjoyed the show behind her.
The goon behind her slid his hand slowly
over her bare buttocks and then came down
hard on her bare rear with another smack.
Both men continued their spanking onslaught,
the helpless heroine wincing in pain from
each slap.
After several minutes, the goons stopped
and stared at her sore, reddened rear. "OOO I
bet you needed that didn't you!" he chortled.
Batgirl growled a defiant moan as the goon
mocked her like she was some spoiled little
girl needing a good spanking.
The man behind her then stood up and
unzipped his pants. "I want something
special." he said in a low, intense voice.
Suddenly, Barbara's hips surged and she
let out a ferocious scream as the goon
grabbed her buttocks and parted her cheeks,
inserting his penis into her anus. Her hips
jumped and rocked wildly as the engorged
member slowly slid inside her. At first the
going was hard, but, as her anal muscles
relaxed and her sphincter opened, his penis
began to inch its way deeper inside her.
The sensation was too intense and
Barbara gyrated frantically in despair. This
excited the man in front of her which caused
him to pump faster and faster.
"Hey Stool Pigeon," said Rooster "Lets
do her at the same time." he laughed.
Batgirl's eyes popped wide open at the
prospect of this and she struggled even more.
The two men continued to pump faster and
faster, slamming themselves into her from
both ends. Then the back of the truck filled
with silence as the two men surged inexorably
upward. Barbara let out one last defiant yell
as both men burst and ejaculated inside her.
Barbara slumped back down, moaning and
cooing sighs of defeat as the men pumped
every last drop into her. Her rear was
covered with come which had trickled out from
her anus and down her legs. Her mouth and
chin were also covered and the goon smeared
the remainder across her face. "That oughtta
teach you to be so feisty and for sending me
up da river." said the goon behind her in a
relieved voice.
"Mu mu my turn." stammered the third
goon. Both men flipped Batgirl on her back
and the third man climbed on top of her.
Forcing his hips between her legs he
violently began penetrating her. Batgirl
fought back as best as she could, gyrating
and thrusting against the onslaught but it
was to no avail as the first man came hard
and long into her defenseless vagina.
"Here, its my turn." the second one
said pulling away the first and taking his
place. The three continued to enjoy their
young shapely, struggling captive as the
truck sped toward the Penguin's hideout with
Batgirl's screams and cries muffled by the
roar of the engine.
- - -
The door to Penguin's hideout burst open
and Penguin and his cohorts came waddling in
carrying a bound, gagged and struggling
Batgirl. "Quack! Joker, Riddler! You'll never
guess what birdie we managed to bag!" the
Penguin exploded with glee.
The Joker came out of a doorway, his
face relaxed and satisfied. "HOO HOO The
Dynamic bimbo! I don't believe it."
"Yeh Joker, ya botched up knocking off
those two costumed Barbie dolls." the Penguin
blasted. "Now all we got to do is catch that
fiery feline and we've got them both, quack!"
"Oh don't worry about that Pengie," the
Joker chortled, "the Riddler's entertaining
Catwoman right now in the other room."
The two men walked over to the doorway
the Joker just came from and peered inside.
Selena was laying on a large bed on her back,
completely naked except her mask, her hands
bound behind her back and her mouth gagged.
The Riddler was on top of her with his hips
between her legs, rocking and pumping himself
inside her. Her hips rocked and twisted
slowly apparently from exhaustion but still
defiant in their effort to resist being
raped. The Riddler's rhythm grew quicker and
quicker as he pumped harder and harder.
Finally, in a reeling surge, the Riddler
relieved himself forcing Selena to moan and
thrust in futility.
The Riddler withdrew and zipped himself
up. Selena lay, groggily on the bed, her bare
tan legs sliding slowly back and forth and
her hips rocking to one side as her pelvis
collapsed in defeat from the violent
penetration. She let out a low, animalistic
moan and turned her head to stare in fiery
resistance at the other two villains.
"Quack, Quack! Good, bring the pigeons
to the fish bone disposal room." ordered
Penguin as he waddled away.
Soon the two bound and gagged heroines
were carried into a large room at the back of
the abandoned fish gutting factory. The room
was dominated by a large, circular vat that
measured about 20 feet in diameter.
Above the tank was a hoist and winch
assembly, the end of which was brought down
and set to one side of the tank. At the end
of the lines was a saucer shaped plate
resembling a 6 foot diameter dish. The two
girls were brought over and set down on the
dish. The goons then proceeded to untie and
ungag them.
"OH PENGUIN!" exclaimed Batgirl. "How
can you do this! You raped US!" she cried
angrily.
"Yeah, that was pretty low! Now I know
why I stopped being a villianess." protested
Catwoman.
"Quack, And it was pretty fun too my
little chickadees." he chuckled. Both girls
twisted and wiggled letting out spirited
moans of disgust at the mangy bird.
"Let me explain my latest trap," said
the bird proudly. "The vat over there
contains hydrochloric acid, enough to
dissolve any fish bone, including yours, in a
matter of seconds." he added.
"Quick, tie them into position." he
ordered. The goons grabbed the girls and spun
them around so they were laying on their
sides and facing each other but in reverse
directions. Then, grabbing each girl's head
they forced each girl's face in-between the
other girl's legs. After several moments of
tying and binding, both girls found
themselves in a forced 69 position, laying on
their sides. The goons then taped some more
sensing electrodes to their skin. The Penguin
then threw a switch and the hoist raised the
saucer they were laying on up and over the
vat.
"Quack, quack... This trap is simply
diabolic and will force you two girls to do
what you probably do best anyway." he said
with a quacking laugh. Both girls growled in
defiance at the insult, their mouths gagged
by each other's vagina.
"The machine will sense your sexual
response and will stop lowering the plate
each time any of you two climax. Of course
the more times you climax, the longer you get
to stay alive. The plate will resume its
decent however when you stop coming." he
explained. Both the Riddler and the Joker
burst out in a chorus of laughter at the two
heroines predicament.
"Delightful... simply delightful." said
the Joker clapping his hands together. "But
we have to get going if we want to pull off
our final crime." he added bolting for the
door.
"Quack sorry we can't stay to watch the
spectacle ladies, I'm sure it would be most
entertaining." and with that Penguin flipped
the final switch and headed for the door.
Both girls froze in shear panic as the
plate slowly began to move downward. Selena
and Barbara began to frantically lick each
other as they raced to bring on a climax.
Both sets of hips surged and gyrated and each
girl grew tighter and tighter as they both
ferociously stimulated each other. Suddenly,
Barbara let out a wild cry of passion as a
climax claimed her. At that moment the
machine stopped its decent.
The two girls relaxed slightly and
breathed a sigh of relief. Their rest was
short lived however as the timer ran out and
the plate once again began sinking.
This time it was Selena who climaxed and
stopped the machine. They both continued to
lick each other, knowing they could not keep
this up forever but frantic that they would
never escape their fate.
Batgirl and Catwoman Gang Banged...!
Caught in the Penguin's Diabolic Trap...!
Can this be the end for our two heroines...?
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Part 4:
CLUNK! The dish dropped another inch.
The two exhausted heroines sprang back to
life as they again tried to bring on yet
another climax.
"I can't take much more of this!"
Catwoman mumbled desperately from underneath
Batgirl. "I'm about ready to pass out!"
"Me too," Batgirl replied wearily.
"We've got to escape, but how?"
Both girls could hear the bubbling of
the deadly acid below them as they feverishly
tried to think of anyway to escape. Suddenly,
Catwoman squeezed Batgirl tightly and froze.
"What Catwoman! Don't pass out!" Batgirl
screamed fearing the harsh skin treatment she
was going to receive if Catwoman lost
consciousness.
"No. I'm not beaten yet," Selena
replied, "there, across the room." she said
rolling both girls over so Batgirl could have
a look.
There, sitting on a window sill licking
its paws in anticipation of a fish dinner,
was a blonde hared tabby. It sat looking in
curiosity at the two unusual fish laying on
the disposal dish.
"A cat!" Batgirl cried out spraying
Catwoman's lubricant with a heavy breathe of
shock. "What the hell are you getting excited
about a cat for!" she cried.
"Just hold still!" Catwoman replied
harshly squeezing the small of Batgirl's back
so tight that she was unable to barely breath
let alone move. Selena stared over Barbara's
rear into the cat's eyes and for a moment the
two didn't move, woman and cat staring long
and deep into each other's eyes.
The plate began dropping at a regular
pace now. Barbara sprang to life in wiggling
desperation as she tried to continue in a
futile attempt at stopping the winch again.
Selena, however, continued to hold the
frantic heroine firmly, completely ignoring
the winch's downward progress. The sounds of
the acid grew louder and louder as the plate
grew closer to the pool. Then, Barbara froze
in shear terror as she heard the sizzle of
the acid as it made contact with the
underside of the plate. It was only seconds
now before she would die a horrible, painful
death.
Suddenly, the tabby sprang to life and
leapt off the window sill, jumping almost
halfway to the tank in a single leap. Then,
like some driven jungle cat it bolted across
the floor and jumped up the metal staircase
to the winch controls. Sitting there for just
a moment it looked curiously at the controls,
cocking its head sideways in slight
confusion. It then reached up with both paws
and leaned all its weight on the winch lever,
pulling it completely down.
The machine made a loud clunking sound
and the plate shook to a stop. Then the
machine made a series of loud hissing sounds
as various pistons let out their air pressure
and the plate raised back up, over the side
of the tank and was set back down safely on
the ground.
The two girls quickly rolled off the
plate and onto the cold cement floor.
Barbara, seeing a puddle of fresh, hissing
acid near her, leaned her hands out and
dipped her ropes in the tiny pool. After a
few moments, the acid burned her ropes
through and the two girls were free.
"How did you... what happened... how did
that cat...?" Barbara stammered in utter
confusion as she finished removing the ropes
tied around her legs and waist.
Selena took Barbara by the chin and
looked her deep in the eye. "They don't call
me Catwoman for nothing." she said in a deep,
calm, sultry voice, sprouting a wicked,
sinful grin.
Both girls stood up slowly, never
breaking eye contact. Selena's hand slowly
guided Barbara, by her chin, to her feet.
Both girls were scared to death. They stood,
facing each other, shivering from both the
cold, stone floor and from the massive
amounts of adrenaline that was coursing
through their veins. Both of their naked, wet
bodies were covered with a thick, shimmery
film of sweat from the experience and from
utter physical exhaustion.
Selena's firm grip softened and she
slowly slide her hand over Barbara's soft,
girlish cheek. She gently caressed her cheek,
moving her hand back and forth, barely
touching the surface of Barbara's skin.
Barbara stood staring back at Selena,
her lower lip quivering slightly from the
excitement. She raised her hand and slide her
fingers tenderly over Selena's left nipple,
touching it just enough to move the nipple
slightly as each of her fingers made contact.
She then moved her hand slowly down the
curvature of Selena's large breast and gently
slid her fingers along its underside, lightly
stroking Selena's skin with slow and sensual
tickles.
Selena surged slightly as a wave of
warmth flowed up her back and across her
shoulders. Her muscles sank as the sensation
slowly relaxed her, making her feel
pleasantly calm. Her tense face softened and
she closed her eyelids as she let the feeling
encompass her.
With her free hand, Selena reached over
and slowly placed her middle finger under
Barbara's bare nipple. With extreme care and
delicacy, she slid her finger around the
underside of Barbara's nipple, lightly
tickling it, moving it ever so gently in a
semi circular fashion.
Barbara's eyes slowly closed as she too
surged with the sensation. Her nipples grew
hard and erect as the sensation swept across
her weary, naked body like a wave of warm
water across a sun drenched beach. Her head
curled back and her lips opened slightly as
her mouth slowly relaxed.
Selena took a small step forward, moving
close enough so the bottom of her breasts
lightly touched the top of Barbara's. At the
same time, she softly slide her hand around
Barbara's waist and placed it firmly, but
gently against the small of the young girl's
back.
Barbara arched her back slightly as she
opened her eyes with a gentle shock. Selena
lowered her head and stared deeply into the
young girl's heavy, light brown eyes. For a
long moment both women stared into each
others pupils, looking long and deep into
each other's hearts and feeling the waves of
sexual emotions that both girls shared. It
was as though both were surrounded by some
magical bubble which separated them from the
rest of the world and brought them into their
own private universe.
Moving slowly and carefully, Selena
lowered her face and turned her head to one
side as she cautiously brought her lips close
to Barbara's. Barbara lowered her eyes as she
innocently watched Selena's mouth grow closer
and closer to hers. Not realizing she had
moved her own arms, Barbara's hands had
slowly curled around Selena, her one hand
slightly touching Selena's back under her arm
and the other reaching over the amazon's
shoulder and lightly touching her auburn
black hair.
Barbara could feel Selena's warm gentle
breath on her lips as her mouth grew nearer.
A wave of heavy, dull warmth flowed through
Barbara as Selena made contact. She gently
rocked her head ever so slightly, softly
rubbing Barbara's lower lip with her own. The
two girls began moving their heads slowly in
a slight circular motion, tenderly touching
and teasing the other's mouth with the light,
gentle touch of the other's soft, dry lips.
Selena then drew in Barbara's lower lip
with her lips, gently grabbing it and giving
it a soft kiss, so soft that it barely moved
Barbara's mouth. At first the innocent girl
didn't respond, her mouth remained relaxed
and motionless. Selena then moved her mouth
over Barbara's lips so that her lips rested
just against the girl's mouth. She then gave
the young girl a slight kiss, barely touching
her lips with her own. Again Barbara didn't
respond.
Another gentle kiss followed. This time,
Barbara moved her lips slightly in response.
Selena pressed a little harder and kissed
again. Barbara responded by tilting her head
softly forward and pressing her lips against
Selena's. Both girls drew each other close
and they slowly kissed each other long, warm
and tenderly.
Barbara had never experienced anything
like this before. Of course, the previous few
days events had put her through a heavy array
of intense sexual encounters but this was
different, unexpected, almost forbidden in
nature. In one soft, sensual gesture, Selena
had opened Barbara's eyes to a truly warm and
wonderful hidden secret inside herself and,
at the same time, had brought her true
feelings about her own sexuality to the
surface. She had never known she had
compassion for or even cared about being with
another woman but now the feelings she had
were so honest, so right.
The two girls embraced each other
tightly and they began to heavily kiss each
other, their hands gliding gently over each
others' bare backs and shoulders. Selena then
raised her head and cupped Barbara's cheek
with her hand. With her other hand she pushed
on the small of Barbara's back and guided her
toward the bedroom where Selena had
originally been tied up and taken advantage
of.
Batgirl sauntered into the room and,
without hesitation, slowly crawled onto the
large, king sized bed and sat with her legs
curled to one side, staring innocently and
sensually at Catwoman. Selena quietly shut
the door and walked over to a table that sat
against the bedroom wall, never breaking eye
contact with the young heroine as she
traveled across the room.
On the table were several strips of
black, silk cloth, the same strips that were
used to bind and gag Selena earlier. Picking
one up, she slowly walked toward Barbara,
wrapping the ends of the cloth around each of
her own hands and pulling it tight with a
slight snap.
Barbara's shoulders sank and her eyes
closed heavily as she leaned forward
submissively toward Selena. The dark hared
amazon then sat down on the side of the bed
next to her. Selena set the cloth across
Barbara's bare thigh and reached out with
both hands placing them gently on the young
girl's shoulders. Slowly and lightly she ran
her hands down Barbara's arms, pulling
Barbara's arms together and crossing her
hands in front of her.
Barbara's heart sank low and heavy in
her chest as a wave of sexual anticipation
rushed through her. This was too good to be
true. This woman knew how to touch her, knew
how to tease her, knew her every sexual
fantasy. She was like an open book, bare and
exposed to the world and this wild, erotic
woman knew how to read every word.
Selena tied Barbara's hands together in
a snug but gentle knot. Grabbing the girl by
her crossed hands and lowering her down with
her other arm, Selena lay Barbara on her back
and pulled her arms over her head. Using the
remainder of the clothe, she tied the young
girl's hands to the bed post, securing her
safely in place.
After a few moments, Selena raised
another clothe and slowly lowered it over
Barbara's face. She pressed it firmly over
the girl's eyes and wrapped it around her
head, tying and blindfolding the young
heroine.
Selena then leaned over Barbara and
looked deep and long at her young, innocent
and beautiful face. Slowly and teasingly she
again began to nip and kiss Barbara's wet,
full lips. Both girls exchanged kiss after
kiss, losing themselves in the experience.
After several long, passionate
exchanges, Selena raised her head slightly
and looked down at Barbara's bare breasts.
Looking back at the young girl, she sprouted
a pleasing smile as she ran her hand slowly
and softly over Barbara's bare shoulders and
down over her firm, ripe breast.
Her fingers danced lightly on the girl's
delicate skin as they stroked the area around
her erect nipple, making slow, gentle circles
around it. Then, using the finger nail on her
middle finger, Selena lightly flicked
Barbara's ripe nipple, causing it to shift
ever so slightly. Barbara moaned at the
unexpected but pleasant feeling.
Using all three fingers she then began
to gently tickle the underside of Barbara's
breast, teasing and taunting her nipple with
an occasional flick or bump, never pressing
hard enough to shift or move the breast or to
cause its shape to change.
Barbara's chest surged slowly and she
let out a soft, light moan as she tried to
move her breast closer to the stimulation.
Selena quickly moved her hand backward,
making sure not to let the helpless girl get
more than just a tease. Her fingers danced
about on the surface of the young heroine's
tight, soft skin like a hovering mosquito
floating over a nice, juicy meal, never
landing but teasing the girl with the
anticipation of taking a ravenous bite.
Batgirl's chest rocked gently from side
to side and her thighs slowly rubbed together
as the sensation and anticipation began to
build. When was she going to strike? When
will by breast be taken? Now! Now!
But the teasing continued, relentlessly,
mercilessly with the amazon stopping just
long enough to allow the sensation to settle
and not to allow it to become repetitive or
numb. Stroke after stroke, tickle after light
tickle. It was as though each breast was
growing more tender and ripe, ready to burst
at any moment.
Barbara began twisting and breathing
heavily as she writhed in agony hoping for
some kind of release. Her sensations were
then compounded as one of Selena's warm,
gentle hands moved slowly over her bare, flat
stomach and toward her unprotected vagina.
At first she felt nothing. Her body
began to settle down as the tingling in her
breasts continued. "What was she doing?"
Barbara thought "What could she be up..." but
no sooner did she question Selena's
activities then she tensed and surged in
excitement. Barbara let out a slight moan as
Selena slowly touched the inside of her bare
thigh and slowly slid her fingers gently
along the smooth skin between her legs.
Her hips rocked and twisted gently as
the amazon lightly teased Barbara with her
fingers, slowly running her hand closer and
closer then back away from her vagina. As she
did this, Selena also leaned over Barbara's
chest and began slowly teasing her tender,
ripe nipple again. She ran her nose over it
lightly and nipped at it slowly and softly
with her dry, full lips, making sure not to
move it too much or to let Barbara get any
release from the tension.
BAM!
Both girls froze in terror as the door
to the fish factory burst open and the sounds
of several men echoed through the hallways.
"Damn!" Batgirl exclaimed as she untied
herself and popped up off the bed.
"We've got to get out of here." said
Catwoman helping Batgirl up, "If we're lucky,
they'll think we dissolved in the acid."
The two girls grabbed their costumes off
the dresser and headed for the large, factory
style windows that lined one side of the
makeshift bedroom. After a few frustrating
moments of climbing out a window while trying
to get dressed, they scurried down the alley
and to safety.
- - -
Back at Catwoman's lair, the two
costumed heroines sat about, contemplating
their last encounter with the three villains.
"Do you think anyone noticed us coming
here?" asked Batgirl naively.
"Oh no," Catwoman replied shaking her
head sarcastically, "That cabby who picked us
up and all those people in the street would
never have noticed two, half dressed women
wearing masks and costumes."
"Yeah, I guess you're right." said
Batgirl giving herself a slight pop in the
head with her hand. "I was wondering what all
those Japanese tourists were taking pictures
of."
"Well good thing I checked with da... I
mean Commissioner Gordon." said Batgirl. "He
told me the Riddler left a riddle at the
museum where you were kidnapped."
"Oh great," replied Catwoman rolling her
eyes in disgust, "Another damn riddle. You'd
think the idiot was crazy or something. What
kind of loon goes parading around in a
costume doing goofing things like that!" she
said angrily. Barbara looked over the note
sideways at Catwoman, who was sitting in her
white, bikini costume and mask, and raised an
eyebrow shooting her a judgmental look.
Catwoman looked down at herself and nodded
her head in disgust. "Ok... OK FINE! Let's
hear the stupid thing."
"Its a two parter so listen carefully."
Barbara explained squinting at the note. She
wasn't used to reading without her glasses
but wearing a pair now would be just as
revealing as Superman wearing his Clark Kent
glasses.
"Everything is as light as me but I fall
as fast as a cannonball... What am I?"
"Hmm..." said Catwoman almost going into
a coma as her mind went to work solving the
riddle. Barbara could swear she could see
little birdies circling the dark hared
avenger's head as all the woman's mental
efforts strained at dealing with the mind
numbing poser.
"Its a feather!" Batgirl said knowingly
as she gave Catwoman a slight swat on the
arm. "You are such an airhead!"
"Yeah well... that one was too simple.
It threw me for a second. What's the next
one!" she yelled shooting Barbara a disgusted
look.
"Ok," Barbara said perking up like a
spoiled schoolgirl, "People spend their lives
getting rid of me yet, in the end, they
become me after all."
"Pssss... that's easy!" said Catwoman
waving her hand at the note, "shit!"
"SHIT?" asked the surprised Batgirl.
"Yeah, SHIT! People are always getting
rid of it but when you die, you're in deep
shit." the buxom brunette said sitting back
in her chair and crossing her arms in front
of her, sprouting a smile of absolute pride.
"The Riddler's riddles also go together
TIT BRAIN!" scolded Batgirl. "Feather...
Shit... Feather Shit... I don't think so."
she said snootily. "I think the correct
answer is DUST. We always try and get rid of
dust but we become dust when we die. Also,
feather and dust go together as in feather
duster."
"Oh yeh, MIZZZZZ Smarty pants... or
shorts... or thong or whatever that is..."
and with that Catwoman stomped over to a desk
and snatched the phone book. She slammed it
down on the table and began flipping pages.
Then, sitting back, she sprouted another
smile of accomplishment.
"There!" she blasted slamming her point
home with her finger as she pointed to the
phone book. Barbara leaned over and stared at
the entry at the tip of Catwoman's finger.
There, between 'Feataccini's Noodle Factory'
and 'Featwhyler's Feet and Foot Fetish
Emporium', was an entry for 'FeatherShitte
Manufacturing'.
"DOH!" blurted Batgirl as she slapped
her hand over her forehead and shook her head
in disgust.
- - -
"I should have realized," Batgirl
whispered as both women stood on an adjacent
roof top staring down at the large factory.
"the abandoned FeatherShitte Feather Duster
Factory on Falling Feather Lane."
"God what a name." said Catwoman. "Its
almost like someone thought it up for some
lame kiddies show or something."
"Well if that's the case," Barbara
replied, "we are two very hard up, desperate
actresses working a dead end career job. I
mean get real, what kind of BIMBO would dress
like this just to get an acting job." she
finished.
Both girls looked at each other for a
long moment and then shook their heads in an
attempt at rubbing out the absurd idea. "Not
me. The last thing I want to do is end up as
a down and out, over weight, out of work
hasbin who has to resort to doing Star Trek
episodes to make ends meet." replied
Catwoman.
"You said it! Let's split up." Batgirl
said. "I'll go through that side door down
there and you make your way around back and
see if you can get in."
"Sounds good to me." said Catwoman and
she bounded off into the darkness over the
roof tops toward the other side of the huge
building.
- - -
It wasn't hard for Barbara to gain entry
to the old building. The factory used the old
standard set of locks so the police could
gain easy access using a pass key. Of course
it does pay being the commissioner's daughter
and it was very easy to make a duplicate of
his key for just such emergencies.
The factory area she had entered was a
maze of thin walled offices lit by streams of
gray, blue light that dimly flowed in from
several factory style windows that faced the
dull street lights outside.
Slowly she sauntered through the eerie
darkness. After several moments, she made her
way down what she thought was the main
hallway that lead to the factory floor.
Suddenly, from two open doorways on each
side of her, two dark figures plowed into her
hips and legs, wrapping their arms around her
bare thighs and calves. As she twisted and
struggled, a third figure came up from behind
her and wrapped one arm around her waist. At
the same time, the other arm came up and
clapped a small rectangular pad of cloth over
her nose and mouth. Barbara's eyes burst open
in panic as the fumes of the anesthetic
invaded her defenseless lungs. She screamed
and cried but her yells were muffled by the
chloroform soaked cotton wad. The three men
pulled the gyrating heroine to the ground and
held her as the darkness enveloped her and
she slipped unconscious.
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Part 5:
The darkness soon lifted as the fuzzy
circles of lights above her came into focus.
Batgirl could see a few large lamps several
feet above her hanging from the ceiling. She
slowly slid her legs back and forth and let
out a soft moan as she woozily raised herself
to a sitting position. Looking about with her
still glassy vision she could see she was in
a large, cylindrical room about 20 feet in
diameter and about 40 feet tall. The floor
and walls were covered with thick, heavy
padding, similar to mattress material and
resembled the walls of some odd asylum.
Still numb she slowly got to her feet
and instantly froze in shock. "I'm NAKED!"
she observed gasping in fright. Only her
mask, gloves and boots were left on. The rest
of her costume was gone.
"Hoo Hoo Hoo" cackled a familiar voice.
"So I see our little Bat SLUT is waking up
from her beauty rest." taunted the Joker.
"Where are you Joker!" demanded Batgirl
as she clenched her fists and stared around
the room. "Come out and face me like a man!"
"Oh but I am facing you my dear... up
here." he replied. Looking up, Batgirl could
see a curved window about 15 feet up. Waving
at her like an absolute dope was her green
skinned nemesis.
"We thought you were fish bait back at
the fish factory but we caught on to your
escape when we found the ropes laying on the
floor. Oh well, this fate will be much more
fun." he chortled clapping his hands together
in pure excitement.
"Why don't you come down her and I'll
dish out some fate of my own." Batgirl
replied confidently assuming her usual
Batgirl stance.
"Oh no my dear, not me, but maybe my
friend might like it." and as he said this, a
door behind Batgirl opened and a figure
walked in. Batgirl turned and stepped back
slightly in shock. There, standing in front
of her was not a man but some kind of
android. It was absolutely bald with a very
tight, fit body and glassy white eyes.
"I'll make you a deal Batgirl. All you
have to do is compete against my android and
I'll let you go if you win." said the Joker.
"And what if I lose?" asked Batgirl
looking back over her shoulders at the
window.
"You don't want to know." the Joker
replied in a demonically, low voice.
Batgirl swallowed slightly and looked
back at the android. "So what do I have to
do?" she asked striking another Batgirl
stance.
"Oh its quite simple." laughed the
Joker. "All you have to do is make my android
climax BEFORE he climaxes you."
Batgirl's eyes bulged for a second at
this disgusting thought but a slight tingle
shot between her legs. She looked the android
up and down and sprouted a slight smile of
confidence. The automaton was very lean and
muscular but it was also quite small, almost
as small as she was. "Heck, Robin could
probably bully this guy." she thought. Her
air of confidence was slightly shattered
however as she looked between its legs and
saw the size of its member. It wasn't
enormous but it could be a threat if she
wasn't careful.
"How do I know that thing CAN come?"
Batgirl yelled back at the window.
"Don't worry my dear. My android will
respond sexually in every way a normal man
will. Of course, if you don't think you've
got what it takes to make a man come then
I'll understand." the Joker replied
mockingly.
"OOOOOOO!" screamed Batgirl clenching
her fists in rage. "I'll show you who's got
more sex-a-pe...." but before the enraged
heroine could finish her sentence, the nimble
android dove into her, sending her hard to the
soft mat floor.
As quickly as it had piled on top of
Batgirl, the android wrapped its left arm
around her back and violently clamped its
mouth over her left nipple, sucking on it
hard and viciously. At the same time, it
reached its right hand between her legs and
began feverishly masturbating her by rubbing
its fingers hard over her bare clit.
"UUUUGGGGHHHH!!!!" Batgirl moaned as the
android took her off guard.
"NO!" she blasted and with a major
effort she used her muscular thighs to roll
the android on its back and climb on top of
it. Using her hands she grabbed it by its
wrists and wrestled with its hands, which were
frantically trying to grope her bare breasts.
Then with all her weight she leaned forward
and pinned the android's arms over its head.
"Ha! Thought you could beat me eh!..."
Batgirl mocked. "Try and tame this!..."
Sliding her shapely hips back over its
pelvis, she maneuvered its erection between
her legs and slowly slide its member inside
her. The android immediately reeled with
sensation as she began gyrating and twisting
erotically, squeezing her vaginal muscles
around its penis as hard as she could to
intensify the friction.
"Got to hold out... can't let it affect
me... UUUGGGHHH!" The pressure of its large
member was taking its toll on her as well
along with the machine's constant thrusts as
it twisted and struggled under her, trying to
resist climaxing itself.
Suddenly, the android thrust upward
quick and hard, throwing the heroine off
balance and tumbling her to one side. She
immediately rolled back over and went for the
same position but the android was just a
little faster. Rolling over Batgirl, the
android maneuvered itself behind the lively
young girl and wrapped its muscular legs
around her gyrating waist. Using its left
hand it covered her mouth and pulled her head
back to its shoulder, effectively gagging
her. At the same time, it reached down
between her legs and again began violently
massaging her defenseless vagina.
"MMMMMMMM!!!"
"MMMMMMGF!!!"
"NNNNMMMG!!!"
Batgirl cried and bucked like a wild
filly being tamed as the android continued
its ruthless onslaught. Then the android
reached lower and inserted three of its
fingers deep inside her. Batgirl's hips
surged as she was forcefully penetrated. Then
her eyes opened wide in terror and she began
thrusting uncontrollably as the android began
oscillating its fingers in and out of her
like a pianist playing the same three keys
one after another, over and over again.
"Catwoman's got to save me..." Batgirl
thought, "I know she'll save me..."
- - -
Catwoman slid through the open window
with ease. Being a cat burglar definitely had
its advantages in this situation. She thought
it was rather ironic that this was the first
time she was using her skills to actually
stop a crime instead of start one.
"Goon, goon, where would I hide if I
were a goon." she thought as she stealthily
moved through the piles of crates that formed
mini mountains of boxes throughout the
factory's enormous warehouse.
"Ah a light at the end of the tunnel."
she whispered to herself. With incredible
skill and grace she silently maneuvered
through the darkness and toward the lighted
doorway. She entered the doorway, sliding
around the door's edge like a wave of silent
water.
The doorway opened onto a small, narrow
hallway that was lit by a dim bulb hanging
from a 10 foot ceiling. At the other end was
another door that resembled the one she was
standing at. She smiled slightly as she could
see another light coming from under the door
down the hall.
Carefully she walked down the carpeted
hallway and reached the door. With extreme
caution, she opened the door and slipped
inside. She found herself standing in a
cylindrical room about 20 feet in diameter
and stretching up into darkness. About 8 feet
from the floor was a series of dim lights
that lined the wall in a circle around the
room. The walls and floor were painted a dull
green and appeared to be made of some kind of
metal. Across the room was another door
exactly the same as the first. Confidently
Catwoman sauntered over toward it.
Suddenly, as she reached the exact
center of the room, an incredibly bright
light came on from the ceiling and blasted
down on the unsuspecting heroine. "AAAAGGGH!"
Catwoman reeled as the light devastated her
eyes and she was momentarily blinded.
"Bwahahahahahahahaha. Lights...
Camera... Action Catwoman." cackled the all
too familiar voice of the Riddler. "I see you
figured out my clever little riddle my fine
busty cherry." he gloated spewing out his
usual spastic giggles.
"God! Shut off that FUCKING LIGHT!"
Catwoman screamed as she staggered about
helplessly.
"Oh for you my dear, anything." he
replied. With a loud CA-THUNK the light went
off and Catwoman stood shaking the spots from
her eyes.
"Just wait you sick jerk! I'm going to
nail your ass good for THIS!" Catwoman
boasted as she regained her sight and stared
defiantly at a curved window that lined one
side of the wall about 15 feet up. Up in the
window, the Riddler stood giggling and
snorting away.
"Nail MY ass? Oh no Cat BITCH, I don't
think its my ass that's going to get nailed.
In fact, I feel sorry for yours... REAL
SORRY! Here, let me introduce you to a pet of
mine...." replied the Riddler.
Suddenly, like a huge gust of wind, the
floor split into eight pie slices and each
slice shot out from under the buxom heroine's
hi-heels, retracting into slits in the walls.
For a brief moment the confused woman was
suspended in mid air like some ridiculously
dressed cartoon character. Then, her arms,
legs and hair shot into the air as she
plummeted downward.
It was only about a two or three foot
drop but the fall momentarily stunned the
heroine as she hit the bottom. Laying on her
back she slowly tried to prop herself up with
her elbows and look about. She quickly notice
that she had landed on some huge, milky white
pillow of some sort. It extended about two
feet past her head and her feet and was
shaped in such a way as to cause her to slide
toward the center, almost cradling her and
keeping her from reaching the sides.
The entire surface was covered with a
thick, viscous, oily, white substance that
absolutely prevented her from getting any
traction what so ever, which she quickly
realized as she twisted and struggled in vain
to even sit up or flip herself over. The more
she twisted, kicked and surged, the more she
slipped into the center.
The material was the strangest thing of
all. It didn't appear to be made of plastic
or leather or anything else she could think
of but it reminded her of something...
Suddenly her heart sank in her chest. "Its
SKIN!" she thought in terror. "God Riddler
what is this!" she screamed.
"That's my new pet. Oh a little
radiation here, a little gene splicing there
and a whole lot of cross breeding. Its
incredible what science can do now a days."
he giggled.
"WHAT!" Catwoman screamed in shock. "You
mean this thing is ALIVE!"
"Oh its much more than that..."
Suddenly, the whole surface of the
pillow began to oscillate and surge, pushing
and maneuvering the struggling heroine toward
the exact center. Then, out of the darkness,
several loud whipping sounds rang out. Thick,
two inch, viney tendrils shot out from the
dark sides of the pillow toward Selena.
Quicker than she could react, they wrapped
themselves tightly around each of her wrists,
arms, thighs, knees and ankles, along with
several others which wrapped themselves
around her chest and waist. Like several
cowboys bridling a wild horse, the tendrils
bound Catwoman's limbs and pulled her tight,
forcing her into a spread eagle position.
"UUUUUUGGGHHHNNN!!!!" Catwoman yelled
like some wild, trapped animal as she
struggled violently to free herself. As she
fought, the tendrils fought back, holding
their captive restrained and powerless.
Then, a few more vines raised up over
her prone body and hovered like several green
snakes examining their catch. She stared at
them, clenching her teeth in defiance,
wondering what they were going to do. She
didn't have to wait long however as they shot
down at the bound and helpless heroine and
wrapped themselves around various parts of
her costume.
"AAAAAGGGHH!" she screamed in shock as
the tendrils gave a swift but firm yank. Her
costume came off in shreds and was flung
aside in pieces as easily as a person tearing
up a Kleenex. Her prone, restrained tan body
now lay naked and defenseless, covered with a
shiny coat of the slick oily substance that
coated the pad she was laying on. Her huge
oil covered, glistening breasts rolled slowly
to either side of her chest and lay plump and
unguarded, sloshing about in small waves as
she continued to twist and struggle in vain.
"Heeehehehehehehehe. Now comes the good
part." stammered the Riddler as he cackled
and drooled at the amazon below him.
Catwoman turned her head and looked to
her side. At first she stared quizzically at
the odd looking stocks that had snaked
themselves across the pad on either side of
her and now sat erect over her chest. They
hovered for a few, tension filled moments and
then, with a sudden, almost unreal motion,
they burst open and blossomed, forming two
fleshy, circular flowers about the size of a
spread open, human hand. Selena let out a
light gasp of shock as they bloomed so
quickly and so intensely but her gasps turned
to panicked moans and grunts as each plant
turned its flower and aimed it at each of her
glistening breasts. "Oh no! I hope that thing
isn't going to do what I think its going to
do?!" she thought, her teeth clenched in
worry and desperation as she quickly realized
how really vulnerable she was.
Slowly the two flowers drew back
slightly, as though they were taking in a
deep breathes, preparing themselves for...
"UUUUUUUUGHHGHGH!" screamed Selena in a
low, almost animalistic moan as each flower
pounced on its respective breast engulfing
it, sucking it inward and cupping it,
like some crude molester.
"Whew doggy!" howled the over excited
Riddler, "Its milkin' time at the Catwoman
coral tonight! HEHEHEHEHEHE!"
Catwoman surged and thrust her chest and
hips frantically, snarling and clenching her
teeth as the flowers continued their mammary
onslaught, squeezing, sucking and massaging
her tits violently. An orifice at the base of
each flower sucked in her large nipples and
began biting and pulling at them, like
some frantic vampire feeding on its helpless
prey. Her massive tits surged forward, then
up, then down flat, then together forming
erotic canyons of cleavage, curves and waves
of glistening, dark, tan skin as they were
violated ruthlessly by the plant.
Catwoman fought feverishly but her
struggles were in vain. The plant had her
bound too well and she knew the Riddler had
much more diabolic plans for her, plans that
she might not survive. "God, I hope Batgirl
can save me... Oh God please...can't let him
break me, can't be his SLAVE!"
- - -
Batgirl continued to feverishly twist
and wiggle as the waves of erotic sensation
rushed over her, overwhelming her senses with
each agonizing second. The damn thing was
beating her, TAMING her and she was going to
lose to it and that pervert the Joker.
Summoning all her might, she raised her hips
as high as she could and, with all her
strength, she plowed her full buttocks and
hips directly into the android's pelvis. "If
this thing reacts like a human then this
ought to stun him..." Barbara thought forcing
her blow home with a heavy "UMPH!".
Sure enough, the Joker had told the
truth. The android curled up into a ball and
let go of the wild heroine. Barbara burst to
her feet and instantly shot out one of her
famous Batgirl kicks, sending the android
hard to the floor. As it lay dazed and
stunned on its back, Barbara grabbed the
android by its legs and pushed it like a
human plow into the wall, jamming its head
and shoulders up against the wall as hard as
she could. With its legs handing over her
shoulders, she got on her knees and raised
the machines pelvis off the floor,
effectively pinning its shoulders to the mat.
She then engulfed its penis and went to work
sucking and sliding its swollen member in and
out of her soft warm mouth, squeezing and
teasing it with her lips and tongue.
The android thrashed and twisted wildly
as her magical mouth stimulated it beyond its
ability to assimilate the erotic, tactile
data being forced upon it. Its hips thrust
upward rhythmically and helplessly as she
continued to ruthlessly draw the inevitable
from it. Then, with a long, silent surge of
tension filled sensation, the android burst,
ejaculating its synthetic come inside
Batgirl's mouth. It then sank to the floor in
utter defeat. Barbara started to moan in
slight panic as its firm hands reached out
and grabbed her by the head and clamped her
in place. It continued surging and thrusting
its hips, pumping every last drop into the
young girl's delicate mouth.
Barbara was desperately trying to make
the automaton come and was actually turned on
by the act of falacio but she began to worry
as the amount she was being forced to swallow
was getting out of hand.
"So this is how you want to play it?!"
Batgirl thought. She figured she had to beat
this thing 100% and so she resolved herself
to swallowing everything she could. "Well
I'll show this damn android who's boss!" she
thought. "You want to come, well go ahead."
The young heroine curled up between the
androids legs in a lazy, relaxed position and
continued to suck the machine into total
submission. Then, when the machine was
completely spent, she licked the outside of
its polystyrene member clean, relieving it of
every last drop of come.
"There, that'll show that clown that
I'll do anything to win." she whispered
softly, sprouting a wicked grin of success.
The plucky avenger then sprang to her feet
and struck a defiant Batgirl pose. "Looks
like your little android didn't have what it
takes to beat me Joker. Perhaps its just like
you, weak and pathetic." she mocked, smiling
up at the window.
"Oho Hoo Hoo. Oh my little cherry, you
couldn't be more wrong. By the way, feeling a
bit woozy?" the Joker replied sarcastically.
Batgirl stood for a moment in slight
confusion but quickly began to feel dizzy and
weak. "What... what the hell is happening
Joker?" she cried out putting her hand to her
forehead, holding her spinning head.
"Why its my latest invention; nerve
come. You see, that come you so graciously
consumed was loaded with a fast acting,
highly toxic nerve poison. I'm sad to say
you're going to be dead in a few moments. Too
bad. BWAHAHAHAHAHA!" and the Joker broke out
into a chorus of chuckles and laughter as he
mocked the shocked and panicked heroine.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! That's despicable you
FIEND!" she cried out.
"I know you're desperate right now
Batgirl. Desperate and vulnerable." he
replied, "Tell you what I'll do. You can stay
alive if you service my OTHER android."
"Other android?" Batgirl echoed, taking
a small swallow.
Suddenly, the door behind her swelled
slightly from an overwhelming force and with
an immense explosion of power it flew open
and slammed against the wall with a loud, low
thud. There, standing mean and all powerful
was the biggest human figure she had ever
seen. The android was nearly 7 foot tall and
was covered from head to toe with nothing but
muscle with not an ounce of body fat in
sight. This thing could put any body builder
to shame with arms as thick as her waist and
shoulders she could literally stretch out and
lay across with no worry about falling off.
The most ominous threat however was what was
between its legs. It must have been the
largest cock she had ever seen or even
imagined. The thing was beyond huge, it was
utterly inhuman. The tiny, young girl stood
shaking and shivering in fear and
powerlessness at the figure looming before
her.
"All you have to do is make my other
android come and you'll be safe. Its come is
the antidote for the nerve poison. Just get
it to come in your mouth or inside you and
you will get a dose. Oh, but I'm afraid it
will only ejaculate just enough of a dose to
keep you alive a few minutes longer. To stay
alive, you'll have to keep it happy
CONSTANTLY." the Joker explained, mocking and
teasing the absolutely terrified heroine.
No sooner had Batgirl realized the
insidious fate that awaited her, then the
android lunged at her. With blinding speed it
crossed the room and lashed its huge hand out
at Barbara, clamping it around her tiny neck
and almost picking her up off the floor with
one arm. In one swoop it pushed her up
against the wall and pinned her with its
body. Grabbing her soft thighs with its huge
hands, it pulled her legs around its hips and
forced its penis into her, hard and fast.
Batgirl's shapely hips twisted and surged in
futile defiance as its huge, swollen member
forced itself past her defiant vaginal
muscles and deep inside her. Barbara gyrated
frantically as she beat her fists feverishly
on its huge, muscle bound chest. Even held
off the floor, her head only came to its
chest and she stared at its huge shoulders in
shear panic as it began thrusting in and out,
pounding her smaller, weaker body against the
wall again and again and again.
Then, with an immensely powerful surge,
it swelled upward, almost squeezing the
breathe out of the young girl as it
ejaculated the minuscule dose of cure into
her. Barbara came incredibly hard and violent
as the android viciously raped and penetrated
her. The power, the size, the violence, all
these were too overwhelming, too erotic. She
had never been taken like this before and the
thought of being so helpless at the hands of
so much intense power was incredible.
No sooner had the android finished
dispensing its first dosage then it grabbed
the dazed heroine by the back of the head and
forced her head down between its legs. Its
gorged member forced its way past her plump
red lips and slid deep past her tongue and
down her throat. Her mouth was barely wide
enough to accommodate its width and she
gagged and moaned desperately as it began
pumping its penis in and out of her
defenseless mouth. Her arms flailed about as
she twisted and struggled against her
tormentor. The inevitable came however as she
again was forced to swallow another dose of
ejaculation.
Can this be?
Batgirl a sex slave to a mindless android?
Catwoman being knocked up by the Riddler's incideous plant?
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Part 6:
Catwoman continued to gyrate and wiggle
about in desperation as her breasts were
squeezed and milked violently by the plant.
Outwardly she fought to free herself but
inside, a deep part of her mind felt that the
sensation was actually quite erotic. Men had
grabbed her breasts before and they had even
been fairly rough with them but this
experience was different. It was more wild,
more animalistic. It was so base and violent
and uncontrollable. There were no rules, no
protocols, and no way to resist. She had
always thought of herself as a Goddess of
sorts, a woman no man could have unless he
had earned her, a perfect form that any man
would die for.. The thought of this thing
taking her against her will with so much wild
ferocity was becoming an incredible turn on.
After several moments of shifting and
shaking her head back and forth in wild
resistance, she slowly opened her eyes to
assess the situation. As she looked down her
eyes crossed and focused on another plant bud
that had moved in place over her head and was
now about a foot away from her face. The bud
was different than the two clamped over her
breasts and she momentarily calmed herself,
quizzically staring at the hovering bud.
Suddenly, from the center of the bulb, a
long, white, pulsating stem slowly pushed its
way out and covered the distance from the
flower to her face. At first she was utterly
confused by this protrusion and stared at the
tip of it with her crossed eyes as it almost
touched the tip of her nose. Then, in
absolute horror, she gasped knowing exactly
what it was for.
No sooner had she parted her full lips
to cry out then the white proboscis shot
forward and plunged itself deep into her
gaping mouth. It twisted and snaked its way
deeper and deeper down her throat, secreting
lubricant which poured out slightly from
around her lips, down her chin and over her
cheeks. In a matter of mere moments, the
white stem was fully inserted and the bulb
and connecting vine began sliding the organ
in and out of her mouth in a rhythmic pumping
fashion.
"MMMMMMMMM!!!" cried Catwoman as her
mouth was penetrated. Her head thrashed back
and forth wildly as this new sensation
compounded her already dangerous predicament.
The feeling of this alien "thing" wiggling
and pulsating in her mouth was extremely
shocking but that shock made the experience
more dangerous, more exhilarating.
For several moments the process
continued as the plant raped her mouth and
furiously massaged her huge, full tits. Her
body continued to twist and writhe in sexual
agony, unable to free herself from her viney
bonds. Her mind began to drift, shutting out
any sights, smells and sounds and only
allowing the tactile sensations to overwhelm
her. This semi-euphoric state was shattered,
however, when she felt something brush up
against her inner thigh. Her eyes burst open
in fear as she immediately looked down
between her legs. There, hovering ominously
over her unprotected vagina, was another bud
just like the one that was busy raping her
mouth.
"NNNNNNNNNNMMMMMMMMMM!!!" she cried out
shaking her head no as the new bud's white
proboscis forcefully extended, pointing
straight at her bare pussy.
"Heehehehehehehehehe!" snorted the
Riddler again mockingly, "Looks like its time
to do some spring planting. Time to sew the
fields. Time to plant some corn."
Selena's eyes bulged in absolute terror
at this thought and she began wiggling her
hips wildly to avoid her impending fate. This
was to no avail however as the plant simply
waited, like a cat watching its prey, till it
was time to pounce.
Catwoman let out an enormous animalistic
cry as the alien member parted her tight lips
and squirmed its way inside her, pushing hard
and forcefully to gain every inch. The
penetrated heroine pounded her restrained
hips up and down in a frantic attempt at
resisting the proboscis's advance. This was
to no avail, however, as the combination of
twisting, lubricant and power allowed the
member to reach its target - her unprotected
womb. No sooner had it reached its target
then the plant began sliding the stem in and
out of her like it was doing to her mouth.
Over and over again, pounding away at her
will like a piston the proboscis slid in and
out.
The sensation was too overwhelming, too
intense. All this tactile stimulation began
overloading her. Her mind was flooded with
wildly erotic images as the stimuli dragged
her down deeper and deeper.
Suddenly her whole body seized up and
stiffened. Another bud had moved in under her
raised hips and a third member had forced
itself between her buttocks and against her
anus. She squeezed her cheek muscles as hard
as she could to stop the member's onslaught
but this only redoubled the plant's efforts
as the added tension heightened its
sensations. The stem pushed hard against her
anus, slowly forcing it open. It gained
ground an inch at a time as the frantic woman
thrust her hips in violent desperation.
Now Catwoman was reduced to a struggling
writhing figure, fighting in futility to
escape the inevitable. The plant began
coordinating its thrusts, pumping in and out
with the surging of her hips. Like two erotic
machines trying to find the perfect harmony,
they both pumped and thrust until their
rhythms grew closer and closer. At this point
the plant doubled its efforts, banging her
harder and deeper with each wave of fiery
defiance.
For several long, agonizing minutes both
plant and female human merged into a chorus
of perfect harmonic unity. Then the
irresistible, the unthinkable happened.
Selena tightened, raising her waist and hips
higher and higher, squeezing every muscle in
her tan body to the breaking point. Sensing
this, the plant quickened its pace, sliding
the penises inside her faster and faster. All
three members then stopped, vibrating
slightly as the plant also tightened. For a
long moment a wave of tension filled silence
came over both of them. The pressure had
reached its apex and there was no way to stop
it from exploding.
At that point the plant's penises and
their attached vines began to vibrate as each
one burst uncontrollably into Catwoman.
Selena screamed one last time as the plant's
discharge pushed her over the edge and sent
her plummeting downward in an erotic spiral
of overwhelming sensation.
Come poured out her mouth and down her
chin as the plant forced her to swallow all
she could. The same white liquid also
streamed down her bare thighs as more of the
discharge poured out from her unguarded
vagina and down her legs. Her buttocks were
also covered with the white, viscous
substance as her anus was also violated.
"mmmmmmmm....." she moaned deeply. Her
legs slid back and forth slowly and her hips
surged in leisurely waves as the plant
continued pumping its devilish seeds inside
her, depositing every last drop into its
helpless, defenseless victim. She now lay
dazed and stunned as the plant finished
inseminating her and retracted the one
proboscis from her raped vagina.
No sooner had the first one finished
then another forced its way inside her and
began feverishly penetrating her. Being
multi-orgasmic, she was unable to resist as
the plant exacted another intense climax from
her.
"NO! Too MUCH... Too SOON..." she
thought in desperation as she collapsed
again. "No control... I can't take this..."
but her cries went unanswered as a third
member began its job of penetrating its prey.
Again and again she was forced to climax. No
time to relax. No time to recuperate. The
situation was way too much and Selena
collapsed in defeat, falling unconscious from
her broken and shattered will. Catwoman was
beaten.
- - -
"UUUUUUGH!" squealed Batgirl as the
android thrust hard and deep inside her. The
android was behind her now with its huge left
arm wrapped around her shoulders and its
other enormous hand wrapped around her waste
and buried deep in her crotch. Its powerful
fingers rubbed and pushed mercilessly on her
clit as it forced its huge penis deep into
her rear and down her anus. Batgirl's hips
bucked and writhed and her legs thrashed
about as the android forced himself deep
inside her. Then, with a sudden surge the
muscle bound automaton discharged, giving
Barbara another temporary life saving dose of
the anti-toxin.
"There's got to be a way to get it to
give me all the antidote at once." she
thought as it flipped her over like a
helpless rag doll and mounted her from the
front. She had been climaxed
violently several times already and the
exhaustion was taking its toll. Batgirl was
now reduced to nothing more than a soft,
wiggling puppet at the hands of her master
tormentor.
In any other circumstance she would have
loved this experience, dreaming about such
erotic fantasies over and over again. Being
powerless like this was an incredible turn on
to her but this was too perilous. Not only
was there a risk from the Joker and the drug,
but also the risk of being tamed. Of being
dominated beyond her abilities to resist. "No
way am I going to end up a boy-toy for that
green clown!" she thought determined to free
herself.
Suddenly, as she lay helpless on the
floor massed by her huge assailant, her mind
exploded with a wild idea. "That other
android. Its laying on its back and it still
has a firm erection..." but her thought was
cut short as the android climaxed again,
forcing her to also burst in a sexual frenzy
of sensation.
As quickly as it was done discharging
its dose, it grabbed her hard by the hair and
forced its member into her mouth. The raped
heroine now sat on her knees with her
powerful attacker standing over her.
"OK girl. Its time to put your money
where your mouth is." With a new burst of
energy the young girl went to work blowing
the automaton like she had never blown anyone
or anything before. She could feel the climax
coming as the android began to tighten. As it
reached its pinnacle, she summoned every last
ounce of her remaining strength and plowed
into the android. Being off balance already
from the impending climax, the android
staggered backwards in confusion and fell
butt first to the floor. It didn't land on
the floor however, instead it landed exactly
where Barbara was aiming at - right on top of
the other android's erection.
At first nothing happened. The first
android's penis forced its way deep into the
muscular ones tight buttocks. The powerful
android sat with absolutely no motion what so
ever. Then, like a volcano bursting, it
ejaculated as hard and as deep as it could,
overloading and shorting out in the process.
Batgirl feverishly swallowed very last drop,
consuming the entire antidote and curing
herself of the poison.
"NO!!!!" screamed the Joker in angry
frustration. "You BITCH! You ruined both
those androids!"
"Looks like nothing can tame me eh
Joker." Batgirl said slowly getting to her
feet and wiping the come from her chin. "You
might as well give up now. Nothing can tame
me."
"Oh yeah! We'll just see about that Bat
SLUT! Inky, Blinky, Dod!" he cried out. At
that moment. the door to her cell burst open
again and three more immense androids
entered.
"Bridal that filly!" he ordered.
Instantaneously the three androids rushed
Batgirl and piled on top of her. She punched
and kicked wildly but her struggles were in
vain as they forced her hard to the mat.
Without mercy they began raping her like
the first one did, pounding and penetrating
her as hard and as forcefully as they could.
The three of them formed a pile of thrusting,
surging bodies with Batgirl buried helplessly
underneath. Her hand reached out through a
gap between two of them and she clutched and
grabbed in defiance. Then, after several
minutes her grip softened and her arm grew
limb. It sank back into the pile in utter
defeat.
"I think being gang banged for a few
hours ought to take the spirit out of you
Batgirl." the Joker laughed. He flipped off
the lights to the cell and darkness engulfed
the doomed heroine.
- - -
"QUACK QUACK! We've got to get out of
here before that bumbling Commissioner and
that clod Chief O'Hara get here." squawked
the penguin as he swatted one of his henchmen
over the head in an effort to speed him up.
The man rushed like a scared chicken as he
loaded another crate into the back of the
waiting truck that sat behind the feather
duster factory.
"Duh, that's all der is Penguin."
reported another goon.
"Quack. Good, get in the truck and I'll
check on the Joker." The Penguin replied
waddling off into the warehouse.
After several minutes of winding through
the corridors of crates, the cagey bird
waddled out into a clear area of the
warehouse. The Joker came running up,
clapping his hands in shear joy.
"Hoo Hoo Scrumptious. Simply
scrumptious." he said looking back at his
handy work.
"Good job Joker." said the Penguin, "but
what about our two chic-a-dees?"
"Oh don't worry about those two." the
Joker replied, "There's no way they could
wake up and free themselves in time." he said
waving his hand over his shoulder and walking
back toward the truck. The Penguin waddled
behind him and both men left the building,
sealing it up tight before driving off.
Back in the clear area, all was not
going well for our two heroines. Both girls
were tied against a separate steel support
girder. Each girl had their legs bound
together at the ankles and knees, their hands
tied behind their backs at the wrists and
elbows and their shoulders and waists tied to
their post. Over their eyes was a thick
blindfold that covered most of their face and
head. Each girl had a thick cotton wad of
chloroform covering her nose and mouth and
clamped in place with a gag that tied around
her head. They were both stripped absolutely
naked except for their masks and stood pinned
to each post, slumped over in deep
unconsciousness.
Tied to each post, and to all the posts
in the factory, were big clumps of dynamite.
Electric fuses ran all over the place and
converged at a timer that sat taped to a
crate just in front of the two anesthetized
heroines. The counter raced to reach zero as
only minutes remained.
- - -
"Quack quack, I can't believe the haul
we made!" the Penguin bragged.
"Oh yes Pengy." replied the Joker "And
the beautiful thing is that bimbo Catwoman is
going to take the rap for the whole crime
wave."
"Yeh, with the dynamic dimwits out of
the way and Batbabe along with them, we've
got a free run of the city." added the
Riddler as he raked his hands through the
umbrellas full of cash as all three villains
sat around the lair at the fish factory
admiring the immense haul they made in the
last week. They all joined in a chorus of
demonic laughter as they thought about how
they had beaten and defeated Catwoman and
Batgirl.
"Those dumb broads really got nailed
this time didn't they Penguin?" asked the
Joker as he finished chuckling
uncontrollably.
"Quack quack, quite right my good man."
replied the Penguin puffing away on his pipe.
"Those dizzy dames will be blown sky high,
along with police commissioner Gordon and
chief O'Hara's band of uniformed clods. That
was a brilliant idea of yours Riddler to call
the commissioner and tell him you were
Catwoman's henchman and you wanted to turn
states evidence and turn her in."
"heheheheheh. Of course its brilliant.
The jokes now on them!" replied the Riddler
as he broke into a spastic burst of giggling.
"Actually gentlemen, the jokes on YOU!"
added a sultry female voice from across the
room. All three villains and the rest of
their henchmen turned and looked at the two
figures behind them. Catwoman and Batgirl
stood confident and defiant in the doorway to
the fish factory wearing arrogant smiles.
"NO! It can't be QUACK!" exclaimed the
Penguin. "You were tied up at the factory and
knocked out! How the blazes did you wake up?"
"We've got a little more stamina than
you think Penguin." smugly replied Batgirl.
"The dosage of chloroform on those pads
wasn't enough to keep a mouse asleep."
"But what about the dynamite! The whole
place was rigged to explode." asked the
Joker.
"You can thank my Batgirl cycle for
that." replied Batgirl. "My auto fuse
extinguisher in my cycle automatically
detected your bomb counting down and shut off
all the electricity in the building."
"You idiot!" screamed the Riddler as he
gave the Joker a swat on his arm. "I told you
not to plug the timer into a wall socket."
"BAH! What about you and that stupid
plant. It took us hours to move that thing
around." he replied pushing Riddler's tiny
frame to the floor. Both men then looked at
Catwoman. "Yeh... why aren't you pregnant?"
they both asked.
Catwoman shifted her hips to one side
and pulled a palm sized, circular pill
dispenser from her belt. "I'm a woman of the
90's gentlemen. I never leave home without
some kind of protection." she replied in a
sultry, smug voice.
"Quack! Well you're definitely going to
need some protection now! Neuter those
kittens boys!" ordered the Penguin as he
shoved a reluctant goon toward the two
heroines.
Both girls immediately sprang into
action and shot straight for a pile of
packing crates that were stacked up against
the wall behind them. In a massive effort,
they pushed the crates over and the pile
tumbled down on 4 goons, burying them under a
few hundred pounds of slimy fish skins.
The two girls then split up and began
pummeling the villains and their remaining
henchmen. For several minutes both groups
fought to a stand still but skill, physical
training and spunk won out over sheer numbers
as the last of the villains went crashing to
the floor.
Penguin, Joker and Riddler all sat in a
pile, leaning up against each other like
flung rag dolls, moaning and groaning in
defeated agony. Suddenly, a huge crash came
from a window behind the two girls. Batman
and Robin plowed through the window and leapt
heroically into the room.
"Holly enormous hoot..." Robin started
but Batman quickly clamped his hand over the
young lads mouth.
"You'll have to excuse Robin."
apologized Batman. "He's a growing boy."
"Growing in more ways than one I see."
replied Catwoman as she crossed her arms and
stared casually down at the boy wonder's
crotch. At that moment, commissioner Gordon
and Chief O'Hara rushed into the room with a
contingent of police officers.
"Great work Batman. All of Gotham city
is in your debt for this fine job." exclaimed
commissioner Gordon as he walked up to the
caped crusader, walking completely past
Batgirl and Catwoman.
"All in a days work for a crime fighter
commissioner." replied Batman, jutting his
chin out slightly as he stared off into
space. "We will never rest until good
triumphs over evil."
"Mother Macrea. I'm sure glad yer on our
side." added chief O'Hara as he and his men
carted off the three villains and their gang
of hoods.
Both girls stood staring in shock at the
whole scene. Batgirl clenched her fists and
gaped in utter disbelief at the ass wiping
spectacle before her.
"Oh Batgirl." said Commissioner Gordon.
"I understand you helped a little bit as
well. Thank you." Staring off into space he
added "I just wish my daughter Barbara would
take more interest in helping out our fine
community instead of lounging about waiting
for the right man to come along and marry
her." All three men shook their heads in
unison, "Oh well."
"OOOOOOOOO!" screamed Batgirl as she
gritted her teeth and stomped her way out of
the room with Catwoman following close
behind. "Typical men!" they yelled back.
"A bit temperamental wouldn't you say
Batman?" said Robin punching his hand into
his fist.
"Yes, this proves old chum that women
will never make effective crime fighters. Its
work better suited for men." Batman replied
shaking his head.
Outside the two frothing women pushed
their way past the police officers and the
line of crooks and headed toward Batgirl's
Bat cycle. As they walked past the villains,
the men recoiled back and huddle together
like frightened children, raising their hands
slightly and blubbering uncontrolably as
though they were protecting themselves from
some rapid dog. "Get in the wagon with you."
ordered chief O'Hara pushing the last of them
into the large, black truck.
"We'll show them!" exclaimed Batgirl as
she straddled the bike.
"I'll say! No costumed Neanderthal is
going to upstage us." replied Catwoman as she
climbed on back and held onto Barbara. "I got
to tell you though, this is the ugliest,
goofiest decorated bike I have ever seen.
What's with the frilly lace and the pink
color?"
"What.... I think its rather...
festive." timidly replied Batgirl.
"Oh come on! Something black with huge
spoilers and machine guns. Now that's a
bike!" Catwoman suggested.
"Yeh... well, you try and buy a bike
like that on a librarian's budget." answered
Batgirl. Both girls then sat for a long
moment in silence. "You're place or mine?"
asked Batgirl.
"Mine. But this time you tie me up."
replied Catwoman squeezing her arms around
Batgirl as the bike took off.
"Any chance we can get those androids
working again?" asked Batgirl as they drove
away.
"Heck, I'd take that plant any day."
Catwoman answered. Both girls sped off and
into the night.
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All the world will be your enemy, prince of a thousand enemies...and
when
they catch you, they will kill you...but first they must catch you.
Watership Down
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