BATGIRL BOUND

Batgirl leaned back in her bike and sighed. The meeting had just ended and it hadn’t gone well. Batman had made it clear he was not happy with her performance as crime fighter. He was spending more time watching her back than fighting the bad guys. The Joker had gotten away while he was saving her from the Riddler. Half the villains in Gothan wanted her and not just to tie up. Batgirl knew the most of the villains had been checking out her full rich body. The Batgirl costume hugged her body like a glove, showing off her long shapely legs, firm round bottom and buxom chest. The mask covered her face but not her long thick hair. It’s rich brown color crowned her amazing beauty. She thought about going after him just to the smooth waters. No that won’t work. The shapely heroine sat and then an idea hit her.

Bruce Wayne. Rumor had it that the billionaire playboy and Batman were close. Maybe he could give her some advice.

Batgirl drove her bike up the long lonely road leading to Wayne manor. She stopped by the high walls surrounding the huge estate. The iron gates were open so she drove right in. Batgirl drove up the winding driveway and parked the car in front of he huge house. The young beauty didn’t notice a curtain move or that the iron gate slowly closed. Batgirl was trapped and she didn’t even realize it.

The front door opened before she could knock and the smiling face of the Bruce Wayne greeted her.

“Well this is a surprise, Batgirl.” he smiled to widely, “What brings you to my humble abode.”

Batgirl glanced at the huge house, thinking this was hardly humble.”

“I assume Batman asked you to come talk to me.”

“Actually I came on my own.”

“That is bold.”

“I am hoping you could help me work out my personal problems with Batman. “

“Please come in.”

Batgirl stepped in and didn’t notice him lock the door. She followed him down a long hallway and into a large den. Bruce moved behind his huge wood desk and picked up a small metal ball. He tossed it up and down in his hand.

“So Batman thinks busting the bad guys should be a man’s work.”

“He has no problem with Catwoman. I think he has a problem with me.”

“It could be your youth? I mean Catwoman is never getting caught and…

Bruce tossed the ball down at her feet and it exploded into a cloud of blue smoke. Batgirl tried to cover her mouth but it was to late. The gas had down its job. The young girl stagger back and fell to her knees.

“What, what did you…” Gasped Batgirl.

“Don’t worry. It won’t make you faint just weak as a…kitten.

Bruce came around the desk and pulled Batgirl to her feet. He held her up and led the shaky heroine out of the room and down some stairs.

“Where are we going?” Batgirl muttered.

“Oh, down to my…playroom.” I just bought something that might interest you. As a matter of fact, I was thinking of you when I bought it. Come on. We’re all friends here.”

Batgirl bit her lip as he half carried her down the stairs and down another hallway.

“Right in here.”

Batgirl was moved into a large room with thick carpet. She weakly looked around. There was a large wooden table, a couple of straight back chairs, an old brass bed and a pole. She was moved closer to the pole. There were leather shackles bolted to the pole near the top.

“W-what is this…” she muttered.

“Let me show you!”

He pushed her against the pole. He grabbed her wrist and pulled it up.

“W-what are you doing! Stop! Please don’t!”

Batgirl struggled as her hand was locked into one of the shackles. Her other hand followed. She screamed but this only made her captor laugh. She watched him kneel down, grab a bar with shackles.

“Stop, noooo! Please!”

He locked her ankle in one the shackles pulled her leg out and locked it into the other end.

Poor Batgirl found herself bound to the pole. Her hands pulled over her head and her legs spread apart. She was completely helpless and at his mercy. But she saw no mercy in his eyes, only lust. The bound beauty knew he had more in mind than binding her to the pole.

“All right Batgirl!” Bruce laughed, “Let’s see what you have been hiding.”

Batgirl screamed and yelled while pulling and twisting but there was no escaping the tight leather straps.

“We don’t need you mouth…yet”

He snatched up a plastic ring with straps attached to it. He grabbed her chin and pushed the ring into her mouth and bound it tight around her head.

“Mmmmmmmmm!”

Batgirl sobbed and pulled, now not only was she helpless shackled but her mouth was now force into a wide oval. She whimpered as he picked up a knife and sliced up the front of her costume.

He smiled at the sight of the sexy blue bra and panties.

“Well, well, look what we have here. Every nice…sexy. I knew you were not as prim and proper as you put on.”

Batgirl could do nothing as he sliced off the rest of her costume, leaving her clad only in her sexy lingerie and blue high heel boots. This had always been her secret. No one would ever suspect the Batgirl of wearing such things. She blushed, as he looked over full rich body.

He leered over his captive with her huge breasts, flat stomach, full hips and long shapely legs. He cupped her tits and smiled as she squealed.

Batgirl sobbed and screamed, as her breasts were roughly man handled. She begged with her eyes but she could only see the building lust. She knew what Bruce had planned and there was no way she could stop him.

“Time to for the unmasking.”

He reached up and pulled off her mask revealing her beautiful face and her letting her long thick locks fall over her body. He ran his fingers through the silky hair, enjoying the softness of the strands.

“Barbara Gordon! I suspected but now I know!”

He ran his hands over her chest and began to fondle her tits.”

“Oh yeah, I am going to make you do things you never imagined, my pretty little slave.”

Her eyes popped wide when he said slave. He couldn’t be thinking of holding her prisoner.

“Let’s have some fun.” he smiled as he let go her tits. He went to the fridge in the corner and took something out and walked back. He held up a cherry Popsicle and unwrapped it.

“We’ll need to get you naked for what I have planned. Hold this.”

He pushed the Popsicle into her mouth and then pumped it in and out.

Batgirl was forced to suck on the frozen treat. The sudden cold and sweetness shocked her mouth and made her drool.

He stopped working the Popsicle in and out but left it in her mouth, forcing her suck on the cold pop. He used his knife to cut off her bra and panties.

Batgirl sobbed but kept sucking on the pop as he mashed her tits around her chest. She gasped when he slowly pulled out the icy treat and slowly ran it over her lips. The bound beauty squirmed as he moved the Popsicle down to her throat and in-between her breasts.

He used one hand to push the tits around the cold pop and began to pump it up and down. He laughed she screamed and sobbed.

Batgirl’ whole body shivered and shook as he continued to work the Popsicle between her breasts. She pulled at her bonds but couldn’t escape the icy torment. The shapely beauty shook as he moved the cold tip down to her flat stomach and continued down. Batgirl’ eyes popped wide and she frantically struggled as the Popsicle move between her legs. Batgirl pulled and twisted as he rubbed the pop over her crotch. She was in a mixture of pain and delight. Batgirl thought she was going to die when he put the tip inside of her.

He watched her struggle as he worked the cherry ice around. He pulled it out, stood up and put the Popsicle back into her mouth.

“Suck on that.” he laughed, “until I find something better.”

Batgirl sucked and drank down the sweet juice as she tried to calm her quivering body. She didn’t notice him go to a microwave and heat something up. Nor did she notice he come back until something hot was dripped on her chest. She almost sucked the whole Popsicle into her mouth as the sudden heat shocked her body. She began to suck on the cold pop as he continued to ripple hot Carmel over her breasts.

He let the hot caramel run over her tits until they were covered. He began to lick up the sweet stuff while he worked the pop in and out her mouth.

The warm Carmel, the wet tongue and cold Popsicle were more than she could take. She bucked and shook as her body was filled in unbelievable waves of pleasure. Suddenly she had a small orgasm and sighed in delight.

Batgirl suddenly realized she had sucked the Popsicle down to its stick. The helpless beauty shook her head when she heard the metal rattling. She stared at the can of whipped cream. Batgirl shook her head as he put the nozzle in her mouth. She screamed as his mouth was filled with the sweet cream.

He sprayed whipped cream into her mouth until it dribbled out the sides. He began to cover her chest with the sweet stuff. He dropped the can and buried his face in her tits, sucking and licking them with animal like lust.

Batgirl swallowed the whipped cream with loud slurps while moaning from the attacks on her breasts. She slumped letting the shackles hold her up. She sobbed as he bite and licked her nipples. She squealed when she felt his hand cup her crotch, begin to rub it.

He found a nipple and sucked it into his mouth. He used one hand to fondle her tit while his other hand rubbed her crotch. He smiled when he felt his fingers getting wet.

Batgirl rolled her head around and sobbed in a mixture of misery and delight. Her young body was responding to his lust filled attacks. The shapely captive knew what he would do next and there was nothing she could to stop him.

He stopped his attacks and knelt down. He unlocked her legs. He picked up two leather straps. He hooked one end of the straps to the pole, pulled the strap under her leg, pulled it up and hooked the other end. The other leg followed.

Poor Batgirl found herself hanging on the pole with her legs spread open. She whimpered as she watched him drop his pants, revealing his hard shaft. She feebly tugged at her bonds as he moved between her legs. Batgirl arched up and screamed as she was impaled upon his manhood. She gasped and sobbed as he began to pound his shaft in and out. She closed her eyes and sobbed as her young body was ravished. The beautiful captive hardly noticed his hands fondling her firm round ass or the mouth sucking on her breasts.

He couldn’t believe he was finally giving it to this bitch. He had dream about banging her from the first day he saw Batgirl but never did he imagine it would be like this. Better yet, this was just the first of many fucks.

Batgirl rolled her head around and closed her eyes. She wept and moaned as the unbelievable big shaft pounded into her young body. She gasped as the waves of pleasure began to push her toward a climax.

He sucked on one nipple and then the other while he work in his cock in and out with increasing lust, loving every second. He kissed and licked up to her throat and began to gnaw on her soft flesh.

Batgirl let off a long, low scream as she had an orgasm that shook her body. She hardly had time to catch her breath before another one hit her. And then another.

He was really giving it to the bitch now. He could feel her body quiver as she came over and over. He let off a low groan and buried his cock.

The bound woman felt him come and it gave her the biggest orgasm of her life. She bucked and twisted as pleasure exploded inside her. She screamed like a banshee. Then she slumped into darkness.

He pulled out and stared at his captive. She had fainted and only the bonds held her up. He began to unlock her from the pole. He wanted to get her retie before she woke up. He had plans for this bitch…big plans.

Batgirl moaned and slowly opened her eyes. She tried to move but couldn’t. She quickly realized she was bent over and bound tightly.

He had bent her over the end of the bed and tied her waist to the brass frame. Her hands her hand tied to the poles. Her legs had been pulled apart and tied to the legs.

Batgirl was bent over with her legs open. Once again, she was at his mercy. She tugged at the ropes but this guy knew his knots. She blinked back tears as her captor, now naked, climbed onto the bed. She watched him kneel in front of her and grab her head.

He pushed his cock deep into her mouth and savored the hot wetness before he started to work his shaft in and out.

Batgirl groaned as she was forced to suck on the shaft filling her mouth. She gulped with loud slurps. There was no way to stop him from using her to satisfy all his lustful desires.

For the rest of the night he tight her up in a dozen different ways, tormenting her with more Popsicles and whipped cream and of course taking her over and over in very way he could think of. By morning she was a hot, sweaty, exhausted woman who could barely move.

The next night Batman caught Two Face and turned him over to the police. Batman assured the public that he would continue to make the night safe. He answered their questions while he thought about how he left Batgirl in his playroom.

Batgirl was dressed in white corset with matching stockings and shoes. Her long hair flowed over her rich young body.

Once again she was locked to the pole. A ball gag kept her quiet but didn’t stop the drool from dripping onto her tits. She tugged and twisted while watching the door.

Hours later, when he stepped into the room, he found a hot, sweaty captive slumped against the pole.

Poor Batgirl has exhausted herself trying to escape. She looked at him through half open eyes, knowing she was in for another long night…the first of many long nights. There would be no Batman coming to the rescue. She had figured out that Batman and Bruce were the same man. She was now the helpless slave of Both!