The Bat-t-twhore

E.N.Cuire

As is our norm, we must point out that this story is for consenting Adults only. It contains material considered sexual (You wouldn't be here if it didn't ). If you don't like extreme sexual content, non consentual couplings with all manner of assailants, prurient and perverse sex, torture and bondage, go elsewhere for your jollies.

Blunder Broad is copyright to the late Eric Stanton and his Family and is continued by his bequest by myself. Other characters appearing are copyright to myself or Stanton. This story must not be passed along without permission from the author, specially for renumerative reasons. It may not be posted to web sites that charge for their content.

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A tear escaped a beautiful blue eye and rolled down a blue latex cowled cheek as the Limo drew into the huge Country Estate. She pulled the black rubber coat further about her and shuddered, knowing what she must do. And do willingly.

The Bat-t-t was at the Mansion in the guise of call girl, allegedly hired to perform any sex act she was called to consumate. And she must do so with apparent willingness and enjoyment.

A yellow gloved finger made sure the tear was gone as the limo pulled up to the huge portal and Batty pulled her shoulders back bravely. When her door was opened, she left the car in a ladylike movement that saw long yellow rubber high heeled boots sliding out before the black coated Superheroine followed, a yellow gloved hand going to the post on the car as added purchase. Her legs felt as rubbery as the material of the boots encasing them but Batty steeled herself for the walk to the portal that was jsut being opened by a very kinky looking maid. Batty was taken aback.

"IK... What are you doing here?" She hissed hoping no one was listening. Batty's eyes had spotted ebony rubber crotch high boots, the long, shoulder length rubber gloves and the dark lucite mask that were part of IK's normal Superheroine costume. The rest of the costume was missing but Bettye was garbed in a white latex apron held up by cruel pins through her outstanding nipples, the hem of the apron not quite covering Bettye's pussy.

"Welcome, Madame, please follow me..."

The Bat-t-t was shocked that IK seemed so distant and seemed not to recognize her. Both were good friends of Blunder Broad's and both had shared more than bed with the big Amazon Princess, shared with each other at length as well. Batty followed the twitching, well shaped ass she knew well into the Mansion and thense, into the overlarge living room. She hald expected IK to announce her with "Dinner is served" or suchlike.

"Your guest has arrived..." Went IK in a monotone voice unlike the sweet toned one Babs knew so well. IK then turned to Batty. "May I take your coat?" She asked.

Babs allowed her coat to be removed so her Bat-Costume could be revealed in all it's shining splendor. Twenty or so guests gasped as she stood there before them, shoulders held back and breasts thrusting lustilly against the yellow bat emblem on her heaving chest. Her shoulder gloved hands went to her abundant hips and her yellow crotch booted legs were crossed in a demure sort of way which made her look even more kinky than usual.

"We're told you will perform any sex acts we may require, Miss, ah... Miss Bat-t-t. Each sex act will be well compensated, we can assure you... We have been made aware of your prices... We have agreed with your, ah... your Agent, that you must not be asked to remove your cowl and have agreed among ourselves that we shall not require you to remove your clothing. Matter of fact, we would prefer you to stay garbed during your hire here... Would you please undo your zippers for us..."

Babs had not uttered a word except to IK. She felt no need to talk right now but had nodded her assent at each pronouncement. Her gloved hands went to obey. After all, many had seen her various parts and, as the Cat-t-t had pointed out, it was not as if she was a virgin. "Far from it..." Selina had added with sarcasm. (Batty had reddened at that cruel barb but she knew the words to be all too true.) She freed her breasts which bounced free of their latex confinement like two giant bowls of jello then her gloves went and freed her lower parts, undoing the zipper from below her hip hugger belt in front to under the same belt at her back.

"She's a real redhead..." Went a seasoned hooker in red leather boots who was sitting on the arm of a chair and fondling the cock of an oldster through his pants with a red gauntletted hand. "I do so love to make it with redheads..." She added hopefully.

"Go to it, Nina... See if you can make the little whore cum for you..." Went the guy who'd done all the talking up to now. Nina looked pleased and licked her lips in anticipation. She raised herself to her high heel booted feet and made her way around Batty, as if examining her. Her red leather gauntletted hands went forth in an exploration of Batty's well known assets.

"Lucky chick, this 'un... These thangs are real..."

Nina knew a Woman's body as well as she knew her own. She was admittedly bi-sexual but with heavy lesbian leanings and moved behind Batty who just stood there as if awaiting an order. Red leathern hands came around her body, sought and found nipples ready to engorge at the rubbing of the soft red material of the gloves and Batty's legs seemed to seperate at their own volition. "Play with your pussy, you little whore... You know you want to..."

Batty wanted to. Her rubber gloved hands went to her pussy and parted it's lips, fingers now delving into it as Nina's hands showed how well they could play a Harpy. Batty turnd her cowled head to better hear any further orders and was met by Nina's lips in a kiss oft termed 'soul'. Batty was turning to mush and drool was already coursing down her long boots in shining tendrils, in bas relief with the color of the rubber.

"IK..." Went the host. "Come in, get on your knees and show us how well you can give the Bat-t-t head..."

"At least they don't seem to know her secret identity..." Went the Bat-t-t to herself. "Has she agreed to this tableau because of Blundie's kidnapping, too?" That was as far as Babs got in thought before IK got to rubber booted knees and, with no preliminaries, send gorgeous lips and a tongue Babs knew well, to work on Babs. Babs bent her own yellow booted legs to allow Bettye's tongue better access to a font Bettye had partaken of before, Babs' gloved hands pulling apart her lower lips so that Bettye could delve deeper.

One of Nina's gauntletted hands had meantime left a Batty boob and traveled downward to start another invasion. One Batty secretly yearned for and one that stretched Batty's other well as she parted booted legs even further. The Battysandwitch was thrumming along in high gear with no consideration to the self degrading acts she was having perpetrated on herself. "Nina certainly knows how to get a gal go-o-o-ddd..." Batty thought between cumings. "And Bettye's no slouch in the oral department... Oooooohhhhhh"

"Enough now..." Commanded the host. "Time for her to polsih some rockets... Bring in the boyzzz..."

Babs mewled as her assailants uncoupled while two big, burly and swarthy types grabbed her gloved arms, took her to a mat and started a workover of her body that would leave no nook unknown. They were joined by ten more men as muscular and burly as the first ones, all dressed alike in grey leather jeans tucked into knee high rubber riding boots. To a man, they all wore elbow length rubber linemans gloves and, to a man, used gloved hands in an exploration Batty was marveling at. "Do they train these guyzzz to explore a gal like this???"

Batty suddenly found herself on her booted knees over one of the burlies and being plugged in, her already prepared well slickly accepting a huge member that she was able to slide onto with (too much) ease. She was lowered so her gloved hands were to each side of the burly and found herself facing yet another one eyed moster. She licked her lips in consideration. "What's a red blooded gal to do facing something like this?" She went before taking that member between her lips and into her throat, issuing a mewl of passion. "Oh, my..." She added as she felt another at her rear entrance, one who showed consideration by lubricating himself with some of her femoil before plunging into a hole already made wider by Nina's glove.

"What am I on here?" She went. "A drill team?" Her thought even amused her before eroticism took her in a wave. She was being drilled in a unison that shocked her. Make that drilled. In all the rapes she'd undergone, she'd never had a crew rape her so well in unison, as if they'd trained in togetherness. She was cuming along as they moved her, for Batty's control of the situation was gone by now. She was along for the ride on a rollercoaster of lust. She was shuddering visually in orgasm when the trio unplugged with a suddeness that had her gasping in sorrow before each fired his salvo all over her still moving latex form.

How she found herself sandwitched again, she didn't know. She'd been flipped over and was quickly plugged again, her accomodating ass sucking the first of the new trio deep before her pussy greedily sucked in a second prick. She bent her neck backward so she might accomodate the third that went rally deep in her throat. At least their movements went into immediate high gear or she would have surely suffocated on the one deep beyond her tonsils.

"A true sword swallower, this one... Catty was right..."

Batty, by now, could care little about comments from the gallery. She was tripping along and mewling more as huge gloved hands kneeded boobs like dough in the hands of a best baker. She hoped the trio would discharge inside her this time but, no such luck. They were too well trained. It was obvious their bosses wanted to see the discharges as they fountained over the well fucked Superheroine. Their drool washed over the latex and rubber costume in waves of cream colored ooze just before she found herself a Batsandwitch again, helbent on getting them off inside of her this time.

She was 'good' sore by now and relishing the expert attention she was getting. She was using cunt, as and throat muscles with abandon and planning, knowing she was giving as much as she was getting. "At least they're manly enough to wait for my orgasms before shooting off on me..."

Batty felt the trio growing ever closer to their final thusts and redoubled her own efforts to attempt to get a premature ejaculation from each inside of her. This time, she almost succeded but these guys were too well paid to fall for such a manouver. She felt herself cresting, her own orgasm seemingly starting at the toes of her long boots and washing throughout her whole system like a tidal wave that crested in a long, crashing orgasm that sent spasms through her system, into her pussy, ass and throat. She tried hard to clench each but to no avail. Again, her 'lovers' tugged themselves out of comfortable, warm areas and loosened pent up gism over her kinky attired form. Again, she found herself between the final trio, equally as muscled and handsome as the ones who had preceded them. Again she found hrself cresting and cumming before their final, expected withdrawel and spurting over her now slick form.

Batty rolled over and came up onto her booted knees feeling somewhat spent but very sexually sated, her gloved hands came up and started massaging the dreams all over her into her skin and latex in a 'dance' that could only be described as 'lascivious'. She gave herself another two orgasms while kneeling in a pool of gism that had rolled off her form.

"On your back again, slut-t-t. Nina deserves your mouth now and IK will fist fuck you with one of those long gloves of hers..."

Nina looked very pleased and crouched over the Bat-t-t's head while Bettye obeyed her own order. "Not as if Batty hasn't been fist fucked before..." She reasoned. Ands sent a long gloved arm deep in a well well prepared so that, while Batty lapped, she took a licking of a different sort.

"This one's sucked pussy before..." Went Nina who was quickly warming to the lapping. Batty seemed to know, by instinct, just what Nina wanted, her tongue slithering around Nina's clitoris and thence deep, then surrounding Nina's labia while Batty blew into Nina's well. Batty was giving and taking while quaking in orgasm as Bettye continued an assault on her pussy that had femjuices boiling and splattering all over the white latex apron.

"Nina. Piss..." Came an order from the man Nina had come with. Nina's face contorted in concentration before her overfull bladder let go, flooding Batty's face and throat. Batty drank since there didn't seem to be any alternative because Nina had come down fully on Batty's cowled face. Batty, in humiliation, orgasmed again.

The guests were all clapping Batty's abilities now and IK was ordered to bring Batty to her booted feet. Batty was dripping with all manner of liquids as she stood up, weaving almost drunkenly and drooled on the marble floor.

"IK. Piss in her boot right now..."

Batty was totally compliant as IK bent to her task and used gloved fingers to seperate her own labia before loosing a stream in Batty's right, so-tall boot. When she'd run out of water, she rubbbed her pussy on the Bat-t-t's other boot which signaled the men to send their various girl friends to try and top off both boots. Batty was mortified. "I just had top get extra kinky with these crotch highs... Why does everyone want to piss in them?"

"IK. Take her outside to the fountain, clean her and soap her well then both of you get in the Limo. It'll take you back to where you came from..."

Batty was mortified when she was led outside, her boots sloshing along at every step. Bettye helped her into the fountain and took soap to her lush body and latex costume, both soaked by the rains which sluiced the resedue of p[ast performance from their forms. They had their audience who seemed to enjoy the spectacle from under the portico and both, finally, boarded the limo for the journey home.

"Where on earth have you been?" Was the question that greeted them. The question came from Blunder Broad who looked well rested and her usual beautiful self.

"Where have we been?" The duo retorted. "You were kidnapped and we had to play hooker in order to gain your freedom..."

"Kidnapped? *Me*? No way. I have been on a wild goose chase after an alleged white slavery ring... What are you talking about?"

Batty looked at Bettye and both nodded. Both rushed at Blundie, carrying her through the hosue and out to the pool beyond. And, with a final thrust, they sent Blundie into the cold pool before turning, putting gloved arms around each other and went inside for a warm jacuzzi together

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