I have to honest here. I was over at THE WIZARD’S LAIR and saw serial comic DEN OF THE CAT BY POSEUR. I was inspired to write this story. You want to go take a peek at his excellent comic to get a visual. You will notice this Batman is not the dark knight but more like the TV Batman. I did this just because it amused me. Besides Yvonne Craig was a totally hot Batgirl…I know she worn a wig but I made her a redhead to add to the fantasy.  I always thought Lee Meriwether was the best TV Catwoman but my dream is to see Angelina Jolle in the cat suit.  A man can dream. Hope you like the story.

 

 

Batgirl, Catwoman, Harley Quinn, Joker,  Poison Ivy, Batman and Robin all belong to DC and the rest of the villains are mine.

 

THIS STORY IS NOT MEANT FOR MINORS SINCE IT CONTAINS SEXUAL SITUTATIONS LIKE FORCE SEX, BONDAGE, DRUGGED HEROINES AND JUST SOME PLAIN NASTY STUFF.

 

 

 

                                    CATWOMAN & BATGIRL: THUGS PLAYTHINGS

 

                                                         By

 

                                                 Blacknite13

 

 

GOTHAM CITY HOME TO THE DYNAMIC DUO AND THE YOUNG AND BEAUTIFUL HEROINE BATGIRL. BUT EVEN WITH THESE THREE HEROINES ON DUTY EVIL STILL MANAGES TO FIND A FOOTHOLE. TWO VILLIANS MEET TO COMPLETE A DASTARDLY DEAL. ONE IS WELL KNOWN TO GOTHAM…

 

 

 

Mortimer looked up from his stamp collection and smiled as the longhaired woman walked into his den. He gulped as his eyes lingered over the skintight dark purple jumpsuit that looked like it was painted on to her amazing body.  Her long legs ran up to a perfect ass and slender waist. Finally his eyes stopped at what had to be a 40D chest that didn't droop in the least. Her large nipples were outline by the costume adding to the illusion it that is was painted on. Her long wavy hair seemed to float around her face and body as it blown by an unseen wind. The incredible fire black mane reached down to that wonderful ass. The mask covered her face but he suspected she was a stunning beauty.

Catwoman didn’t hide her disgust clicking her razor shape claws together as she studied the fat slob sitting behind the antique redwood desk that was supposedly used by Ben Franklin or someone like that. The historical desk that sat in the middle of a book lined den. Not one of the books a bestseller but a first edition or in some other way deemed priceless.  There was display cases set up around the room filled with all types of collectibles. One had dozens of butterflies pinned down with their wings spread. Her eye lingered on a gold cat with jade eyes and moved back to the man behind the desk. It was pity the man didn’t fit his den.

Mortimer Beal had to weight at least three pounds, all of his soft fat. The satin sweat suit must have be custom made to fit his bulk. Long stringy hair hung around his round face while his round glasses made his eyes look huge and bug like. Every in the room could have been in a museum. From Persian rugs on the floor, the oil paintings that hung over the fireplace mantle and all the other furnishings. Mortimer was a collector and he had the money to do it. The fat man had inherited a vast fortune when he was young. There were rumors of it being well into the seven figures. With this kind of money there was almost nothing he could buy or have stolen. Which why he was now looking up at Catwoman.

The shapely thief made note of everything of interest. The slob won’t always be a client.

“Please put your tongue back in your mouth.” Catwoman hissed as she wandered over to the desk and settled one hand on the whip hanging from her waist.

“D-did you get them?” Mortimer asked as he pushed back his hair.

“Please.”  Catwoman snorted as she lay down three small plastic slim cases.

“OH MYYY!” Mortimer as she picked up the cases and studied the stamps encased inside. “Do, do, you know what this are?”

“I know what they are worth? Three million. Payable now.”

“Oh yes!” Mortimer said as he lay down the stamps. He struggled around, reached down and brought up a large suitcase. He smiled as he lay it down on the desk and opened it. “Three million.”

“Now that is beautiful.” Catwoman said as she ran gloved hand over the stacks of case. “Well, I leave you to enjoy your stamps while I enjoy this.”

Catwoman closed the case and snatched it up. She gave the big man a small smile and sauntered out the den. Mortimer watched her ass the whole time. He let off a loud sigh as she slumped down into his chair.

“Quite the haughty bitch.” Mortimer said to himself, “I wonder what it would cost to add you to my collection? Yes, I wonder.”

 

 

MEANWHILE AT WAYNE MANOR!!!!

 

 

 

“Gee Bruce, I can’t believe someone broke into Wayne Manor.” Dick said as he walked over to the open safe.

“I only know of one person who would have the nerve and skill.” Bruce said as he wandered around his den. “Plus she has inside knowledge of Wayne Manor since she had been here more than once.”

“Holy Smokes! Selina Kyle!”

“Better known as the Catwoman. I can believe she did this but Mortimer must have offered her a lot to break our unspoken agreement.”

“So which one do we go after?”

“We can go after Mortimer until we have Catwoman in our clutches. I was sure she would tell us all she knows just because it will amuse her. But first we must find. I suspect she has moved her lair. We are looking at a long night.”

“Yeah, we’ll find her. Eventually she has to go home to Selina’s penthouse.”

“Yes, but that won’t be until morning. Let’s off boy wonder, we shall find her.

 

 

 

BACK AT CATWOMAN’S LAIR…

 

 

 

Catwoman’s new lair was underground and although smaller than her old one it was much safer and the last place Batman would look. An old bunker under Wayne Towers was purrfect. The lair took up three rooms. One was her bedroom, the other common room with some chairs and table for her thugs to sit on while she explained their latest plan. The last room was storage and cots for her men to sleep.

Purr was sitting at a computer table that sat in the corner of Catwoman’s bedroom. Aside from the desk, a large round bed with an elaborate brass headboard sat against one wall, a dressing table and chair and a large ottoman. The entire was decorated with different shades of purple. The henchman was wearing a tiger print shirt and black pants that hide his slender but muscular frame. A tiger striped hat with ears sat on the desk by the computer he was working on. Claw and Paw dressed in the same costume walked up. The two brothers were identical with blond hair and huge muscular bodies. They looked down at their fellow thug tying away on the keyboard.

“If Catwoman finds you working on her Catputer she will scratch your eyes out.” Paw said as he nervously looked around for his boss.

“Chill, she will be while.” Purr said as he looked over his shoulder, “She is across town at Mortimer Beal’s estate.”

“How do you know that?” Claw asked.

“It is all here in the computer. Beal is the one who hired her to steal those stamps. Tell Claw what’s your end on this?”

“Ah…ten grand.”

“We’re all getting ten grand.” Paw said.

“A nice piece of change…except those stamps are worth three mil!”

“WHAT!”   Claw gasped.

“She told us the stamps were just worth a hundred grand.” Said Paw. “Are you sure?”

“My brother collects stamps and he mentioned that some stamps are worth millions. So I got curious.”

“So the bitch is ripping us off.”

“The question is what do we about it?” Purr asked. He turned off the computer and stood up.

“I take the money.” Claw growled as he pounded his fist into his palm.

“That’s a good plan but she is not going to walk in here with the money. So we may have to persuade her to tell us where she stashed it.”

“As far as I am concerned there is only way to do that.”

“Fuck the bitch seven ways from Sunday.”

Scratch a young African-American dressed in the same tiger costume ran into the room and stopped by the door.

“She’s here.” Scratch said. “What you find out?”

“Three million.”

“Damn that bitch. We gonna fuck up and take the money, right?”

“So is that the plan?” A voice purred from behind them.

The four henchman whirled around and glared at the shapely beauty stepping out a open panel in the wall. Catwoman walked to the center of the room and uncoiled her whip. “There was talk of fucking me?”

“You’re ripping us off!” Purr said as he stepped forward glancing back to make sure the other three were backing him up. “We know you got three million for the stamps.”

“Yeah, how come we are only getting ten grand?” Paw said as he moved beside Purr.

“I would think that was obvious.” She smiled as she lazily twirled the whip around,  “I am Catwoman. You are not.”

“We did all work.” Puss said, “You did the inside work but Scratch go past the security. I got the safe open. Paw and Claw watched out backs. What did you do? Oh yeah, walked around Wayne’s house like you owned it.”

“If not me there would be no caper.”

“Look, you are Catwoman and you should get a bigger share but we deserve more that ten grand.  How about it?”

“I don’t need to explain my actions to you!” Catwoman snarled as she lashed out the whip and wrapped around Purr’s ankles. She yanked the man off his feet as she spun around and delivered a kick into Scotch’s gut.

Purr landed on his ass with a loud groan and struggled to get free of the whip wrapped around his legs. He watched Scratch grab his gut as he drop to his knees. Paw and Claw charged the beautiful woman but she jumped and flipped right over their heads.

Catwoman landed with the grace of Gold Medal gymnast. She ran, leapt and planted her spike-heeled boots into the backs of her thugs. As they fell forward she back flipped away and spun around. The feline villain jumped and landed on the backs of the two men, crushing them into the floor. She somersaulted off the men and as she came to her feet, she kicked Scratch in the face, sending him onto the floor. Catwoman spun away and studied the three men lying on the ground.

Purr stopped fumbled with the whip, reached into his pocket and pulled out a plastic pouch. He opened the pouch and pulled out a cloth. He held the cloth one hand and threw his whole body at the back of her knees.

“W-WHATTHEEE!” Catwoman cried as she was knocked over landing on top of Purr. She scrambled to get up but Scratch staggered up and threw his body arms. The shapely heroine struggled the get free of the two men but then Paw and Claw joined the melee.

Purr twisted and turned in the pile of bodies and saw his chance when Catwoman bent back trying to flip away from the fight. He pushed the chloroformed soaked rag right into her face.

“MPHHHHHH!” Catwoman screamed through the foul smelling cloth, recognizing the smell at once. She tried to push the hand away from her mouth but her arms were still pinned down by Scratch. The tall villain struggled to get one of her feet free, thinking she could use it to kick Purr. But the more she struggled the weaker she got. Catwoman’s eyes grew heavy and her strength was waning. The longhaired beauty made one last valiant effort to free herself before the drug did its job.

Purr held the cloth in her face until she was sure she was out. He shoved Paw and Claw off of him, laughing as he did. “We got the bitch!”

“Yeah, lets get her tied up before she comes to.” Scratch said rubbing his aching gut, “That bitch almost took us.”

Purr unwrapped the whip and stood up. He looked around and spotted the four brass rings mounted in the floor around the ottoman. “Get her on the ottoman. I got an idea.”

The three thugs lifted the sleeping beauty onto the ottoman while Purr went to a closet and pulled out large steamer trunk. He opened it and laughed. The trunk was filled with sex toys and bondage equipment. He selected four coils of red rope and came back. “I guess our ex-boss had a kinky side.”

“Naw.” Paw said, “She got that stuff to use on Batgirl when we caught her.”

“Whatever. Lets get her tied down for the night.” Purr said as he tossed the rope to his fellow thugs.

The four men pulled out her arms and legs and used the rope to tie her hands and feet to the four rings. They stood up and looked over their bound captive. Catwoman was now spread-eagle over the plush footstool, her limbs and head hung over the edges.

“Let’s check out the good.” Purr said as he clicked open a knife. He used the sharp blade to slit the front of Catwoman’s costume right down to the crotch. He ripped it back until her two huge tits and pussy were both exposed.

“Damn I knew the whore was built but those tits are amazing.” Scratch laughed, “Sorry I got to have taste.”

“Back off!” Purr snapped, “I want this bitch awake when we start the fuck party. Claw check that passage maybe the money is in there.”

“Right.” Claw said and walked into the panel Catwoman had entered the room in.

“Hey who elected you boss?” Scratch asked.

“Hey we got Catwoman tied and her tits hanging out.” Paw said, “He’s doing all right. You can keep it zipped up for couple minutes.”

“Hey this passage goes to another room.” Claw said as he walked back. “Looks like where she makes her weapons and stuff. I found this on a table.”

The three thugs laughed when they saw Claw was holding a suitcase. Purr walked up and patted his back. “Well done, now let’s see what we got.”

The four men knelt down and opened the case. They all stood in silent awe as they stared at the money.

“You think that is three million?” Scratch asked as he picked up wad of hundreds.

“Absolutely.” Puss said, “Let count and divide it up.”

“What about Catwoman?” Paw asked as he looked over at the half naked beauty stretched across the ottoman.

“Business first. Boys, she is only good for one thing now.”

“Got that right.” Scratch smiled, “I think we should make our own gang and keep her as the gang whore.”

“Works for me. Let’s get this money counted.”

 

 

WHILE CATWOMAN SLEPT UNAWARE OF THE EVIL PLANS HER HENCHMAN HAD PLANNED FOR HER ACROSS TOWN THE DYANMIC DUO WERE HAVING THEIR OWN PROBLEMS….

 

 

Batman and Robin walked over to the bat mobile discouraged that they could find no trace of Catwoman. They stopped when a costumed woman stepped out the darkness and smiled.

Batgirl was clad in her purple costume that hugged her voluptuous body like a tight spandex glove.  Her long red hair flowed out the back of the cowl that covered her face flowing over in her cape in bright red waves.

“Holy Surprises! Batgirl!” Robin gasped when he found the heroine standing at his side.

“I see you are using those stealth tactics I taught you.” Batman smiled as he moved by the car, but you should work on your breathing. I could hear you a mile away.”

“Most villains don’t a bat’s hearing.” Batgirl said as she moved by the caped crusader. “I heard you are looking for Catwoman? Is it true she robbed Wayne Manor?”

“Sadly yes. I am afraid she had gone too far this time.”

“Not yet, I heard a rumor what she plans to do with the money she earned from that caper. She plans on opening a strip club/brothel…with super heroines as her employees.”

“HOLY WHO…”

“ROBIN!”

“Sorry Batman. That is insane. She could never pull it off.”

“She could if she had Wonder Woman’s lasso.”

“How did she find out about that?” Batman asked.

“No idea.” Batgirl said, “Let’s find her and ask.”

“Not so fast, Batgirl. Catwoman is not a villain to be under estimated. She will be made to talk to easily.”

“That might be but we still have to find her.” Batgirl said as she looked around the dark streets. “I assume you have been to her old lair?”

“Yes, she has found new one.”

“We both know where she will turn up.” 

“Yes, Robin and I will head over to Selina’s penthouse. She should turn up there eventually. Care to join us?”

“I think I will follow up my own hunch.”

“Good lunch then.” Batman smiled as he slipped into the Batmobile.

Batgirl watched the car roar off into the night and smiled.

 

MEANWHILE BACK IN THE PUSSY’S LAIR…

 

 

“WHAT THE HELL!” Catwoman screamed when she awoke to find herself not only tightly bound but her tits and pussy fully exposed. She pulled at the ropes holding her down, swearing as she did but her mouth snapped close when she saw four naked men walk up. “YOU WOULDN’T DARE! YOU BETTER THINK ABOUT THIS! I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND RIP YOU TO SHREDS. I AM CATWOMAN!”

“Not any more.” Purr snickered as he moved between her spread legs and ran his hands up her flat stomach to her huge tits. “You are our private pussy!"

“NOOOOOOOO!” Catwoman yelled as Purr began to fondle her boobs. She frantically pulled at the ropes holding her down. The bound heroine swore and threatened as the strong hands squeezed and pinched her tits.

The bound beauty pulled and twisted as her tits began to swell and ache. She stopped for when she felt wetness between her legs. Catwoman sucked in her breath when Purr began to suck and bite her tits. Shivers of delight swept through her body. The shapely woman began to really struggle. “NO! NO! NO!”

Claw and Paw walked up and looked over the amazing body.

“You’re hogging the bitch.” Paw said.

“Right.” Purr said ran his hands down to her thighs and thrust his cock into her pussy. He shocked to find her pussy was already wet. “This whore is already wet. She wants it.”

“AUGHHHHHHHH!” Catwoman wailed as she was impaled on the long pole. She arched up and sobbed as the cock began to pump in and out her tight twat, sending unwanted waves of heat through her whole body.

“God you are tight!” Purr said as he thrust his cock deep into her pussy making her squeal and gasp. “How long since you had a good fuck? No matter, the boys and I will get you loosen up.”

Paw and Claw knelt down and began to suck and fondled her jiggling tits.

“UGH! UGH! UGHHHHH!” Catwoman sobbed as the three men continued to abuse her. “OH GAWDDDD! I WILL KILLYOUUUUUUU!”

The bound beauty squealed as she had an unexpected orgasm. She twisted and turned around on the ottoman as her pussy turned into a flaming pit of lust. Her tits felt like they had swelled to the size of balloons.

“Dang woman.” Scratch laughed as he moved up by her head and watched her struggle. “We got to shut that mouth and put it to good use. I am going to stick my cock in that big mouth and you will suck…you bite and I promise you getting fucked will the least of your problems.  Now open up, whore!”

Catwoman started to call him every name in the book but an orgasm hit her making her scream. The cock pushing into her mouth cut off the scream. The bound woman gulped on the pole as she gasped for breath, which made her tongue lap around it. The helpless captive couldn’t believe this was happening to her. Raped by one thug while having to suck on the cock of another. While two more thugs bite and squeezed her tits into aching balls of hard flesh.

“We got this whore going bow!” Scratch laughed as he watched his ex-boss gulped on his cock with slurps.

“I always figured her to be a whore!” Purr said as he thrust cock deep into her gasping in delight as it squeezed.

“MPH! MPH! MPH!” Catwoman grunted as she royally fucked. The bound beauty was shocked to find her sex-starved body was responding the brutal rape. She couldn’t stop herself from gulping on the cock filling her mouth. She clamped her lips around the pole and twirled the tongue over it. Catwoman began to pump the cock in and out her mouth as she squeezed her thighs together to increase the pleasure of the cock slamming into her pussy.

  Purr tighten his grip on her legs and began to buck his cock into her body. He grunted and panted as he increased the pace of his strokes. Scratch bit his lips as he thrust the cock deep into her throat.  Claw and Paw were hungrily slurping on the boobs as they mashed them together.

“AUGHHHHH!” Catwoman squealed as she had another orgasm. She arched up and enjoyed the come. She was now sucking on the cock with low slurps and moans of delight.

“AHCOMINGGGGGGG!” Purr howled as he came.

“AHYEAAAAAAAA!” Scratch yelled as he shot his wad.

“MPHHHHHH!” The bound beauty wailed as the hot seed filled her pussy giving her another unbelievable orgasm. At the same time her mouth filled with cum, she drank down almost every drop. Catwoman sucked down the tasty treat. She could feel some running down her face into her eyes and hair but didn’t care. She again and again. “AUGHHHHHH!”

“That bitch is having the time of her life.” Scratch panted as he stepped back.

“We got ourselves a first class slut.” Purr said as he moved aside for Claw.

“If she liked your cock she’ll love mine!” Claw growled as he pushed his cock into her well-fucked pussy.

“WAUGHHHH!” Catwoman squealed as another cock filled her pussy. Paw’s cock filling her mouth cut off her cry of delight. In mere seconds she was being fucked toward another orgasm.

The helpless beauty was force to take all four cocks three more times. By the time Paw pulled out his cock Catwoman just there in a state of exhaustion. Her body was drenched in sweat while her face; hair and tits were stained with cum. She wearily looked up at her rapist and knew they weren’t done with her. 

Purr and his gang untied her from the ottoman and pulled her up. He held her up as the other stripped her out costume.  They led the dazed and defeated woman over to the bathroom.

“Catwoman got some of her strength back as they held her under a cold shower but she was bound in leather bondage device. It was made of black leather with silver studs. The leather harness left her tits bare but lifted up. Two leather strips ran up to the thick collar wrapped around her neck. A stiff leather pad ran down to the middle of her back. Her hands pulled behind her back and pulled up toward her neck. A series of six straps bound her arms tightly behind her back. “OW!”

“Move Pussy!” Purr snapped as he swatted her ass with a riding crop. “We got more fucking and sucking to do.”

“Yeah come Pussy!” Scratch said as he snapped a chain leash onto her collar and tugged her along. “Move that sweet ass!”

“OW! OW! All RIGHT I’M COMING!” Catwoman sobbed as her leash pulled her along while the other three thugs whipped her ass. OW! OW!”

“You gonna ride me like the whore you are.” Scratch said as he pulled her long.

“While I fuck you in the ass.” Purr hissed and swatted her ass.

“And sucking our cocks.” Paw and Claw laughed.

“Oh God please! OW! OW! OKAYYYYY!”

They forced her over to the bed where Scratch lay back and pulled on her leash. The miserable captive struggled onto the bed and planted herself on his stiff pole. She glumly sat there as Purr knelt behind her and began push his cock into her ass. The bound beauty grunted and gasped as the cock pushed into her cherry ass. At the same time Paw and Claw began to rub their cocks around her face. She tried to turn her face away but Paw pulled her face back, giving her face a slap.

“Start licking bitch!” Paw snapped.

“And fucking whore!” Scratch said as she reached up and began to fondle her tits.

“There we go!” Purr grunted as his cock moved deeper into her ass.

“AWWW!” Catwoman gasped as she glumly began to pump herself up and down on the cock buried in her pussy while sticking out her tongue and beginning to lick the two cocks pressed against her face.

“GAWD!” Purr laughed as he began to ream out her ass, “I bet this ass is cherry! Got I though her pussy was tight!”

“Lovin’ this pussy.” Scratch panted as he thrust up into the hot twat.

Claw and Paw just panted and watched their ex-boss roll her tongue over their cocks, stopping to suck on and then the other.  A few times she got both cocks in her mouth and gulped on them with loud grunt.

Catwoman closed her eyes hating herself for acting like a whore for some low-end thugs. Her lust had taken over she was now riding up and down on the cock buried in pussy while grinding back against the pole in her ass. She had spread her mouth so she could accommodate both cocks and was sucking so hard; drool was flowing out her mouth and running down her chin then dripping onto her boobs. The creep mashing her tits didn’t seem to notice her spit as he pulled and twisted her aching boobs.

Paw and Claw began to buck their cocks into her mouth and laughed when she took them both. They gasped as her lips hugged their poles as her tongues rolled over them.

Scratch and Puss were now bucking the bound beauty between their cocks loving the hot tightness of her holes.

“AUGHHHHHHH!” Catwoman screamed around the cocks filling her mouth. She strained up and enjoyed the orgasm. The climax made her ride both cocks like a madwoman sucking the other two with loud slurps.

All four of the men came together filling her three holes with their seed. Catwoman screamed in sheer bliss as she gulped down the sweet seed.

Paw and Claw laughed as they sprayed them cum not only into her mouth but her face and hair. Scratch and Purr grunted as they emptied their cocks and slumped back.

Catwoman could only sob and moan as they four men switch places. She was soon sucking on Purr and Scratch’s cocks while fucking Paw and Claw’s poles. As she was fucked to another orgasm, the bound heroine wondered if you could really fucked to death.

 

 

MEANWHILE JUST UP THE STRAIGHT FROM WAYNE MANOR MORE EVIL IS A FOOT…SADLY A YOUNG HEROINE IS WALKING INTO A WELL LAID TRAP…

 

 

 

 

 

The caped heroine crept over the top of the high brick wall not caring if the numerous security cameras saw her. As a matter fact she wanted the big man to know she was coming.

A chubby hand wrapped around the velvet cord hanging by the antique desk. The large man looked up from the computer screen when the butler stepped into the room.

“You rang, sir?” The butler asked as his white-gloved hands straighten the gold vest beneath his flock coat.

“Is my tea ready?”

“Yes sir, Esther was about to bring it in.” The tall slender man said with a nod.

“Have her bring it in. You and the staff may retire to your quarters. I don’t want to be disturbed for the rest of the evening…I will call for breakfast when I am ready…and may be for two.”

The butler glanced at the screen, smiled, bowed and walked out the room. The man was not only well paid for his service and discretion but was English trained. A British butler would rather die than betray his master in word or dead. There was only one other butler in the city that held this code. His name was Alfred.

Batgirl crept along the long pool and realized she was being foolish. She straightened up and walked toward the open patio doors, knowing she was expected.

“Come in Batgirl.” Mortimer said as he watched the shapely heroine walk into his den. He took a moment to savor the way the tight costume hugged her wonderful curves.  Like Catwoman a mask covered what he suspected was a beautiful face. “I saw you on my security monitors. At least you didn’t try to sneak in like a thief.”

Batgirl could almost feel his eye lingering over her young body but this was not the first time a man had leered over her. She had caught Robin giving her more than a friendly look and suspected Batman had checked her ass and boobs but had been very tactful about it. She sometime wondered if he was still a virgin. 

“You have something that belongs to Bruce Wayne.” Batgirl said as she sauntered up to the desk and slipped into a very comfortable chair. She rubbed the arms of the chair as she noted the china tea set resting on the desk. “Looks like I am just in time for teatime. Earl Grey?”

“I never cared for Earl Grey.” “Mortimer said as he poured the tea. “English Breakfast.”

“Excellent, I will need the caffeine. I am looking at a long night.”

“As am I my dear. Sugar? Milk?”

“Two lumps and a splash. Is there a story behind this chair?”

“Most everything in my home has a story.” Mortimer smiled as he dropped two cubes of sugar in the cup and held out the cup. “Alas I bought that chair just because it was so comfortable.”

“Thank you.” Batgirl smiled as she took the tea and sipped it. “Just what I needed. We were talking about stamps?”

 “Were we? I thought we were discussing tea and the chair.”

“We have moved on to the stamps you had stolen from Wayne Manor.”

“Really? Do you have proof of this?”

“I will once I caught Catwoman. But lets put our cards on the table. After Bruce Wayne you are the richest man in town. Even if we catch her it will be your word against hers.”

“How do you know I even have these stamps?”

“Oh please. You are a collector. You can’t help yourself. You wanted those stamps but Mr. Wayne outbid you.  You had to have them and would go to any lengths to have them. You have bent the law before…am I wrong?

 “About the stamps or bending the law?”

“I didn’t realize you liked to plan games. I suppose I could search this room but it would be easier of you handed them over.”

Batgirl gave him a big smile, toasted him with her cup and drained the cup. Mortimer just smiled and tapped his untouched cup of tea.

“Just like that. I do have rights. You just can’t walk in here and search my home. There are laws.”

“Are you worried about me finding the stamps or maybe finding some other stolen art?” Batgirl asked suddenly feeling very hot especially between her legs. She glanced down when her pussy started to get wet…not damp but soaking wet. Then her green eye fell on Mortimer’s full cup and tea. Foiled by her very own arrogance. “GREAT HEAVENS! THE TEA!”

“I really would have past it, my dear.” Mortimer laughed as he watched the shapely heroine began to squirm around the chair.

“VILLIAN!” Batgirl gasped as she struggled to her feet but collapsed to the floor as an unbelievable lust spread through her body. Her pussy was on fire. It was so hot that she couldn’t stop herself from rubbing her crotch with her glove. “AHHHH!”

Mortimer got up and waddled around his desk and watched the young heroine twist and turn around on his carpet as she frantically rubbed her pussy, panting and gasping as she.

“There is a story behind the drug I put in your tea.” Mortimer said as he undid his pants and dropped them around his ankles. He stroked his cock as he watched Batgirl continue to play with herself. “It was created for Cleopatra who used it on Mark Anthony. You know how that ended. Needless to say it cost me a small fortune. But worth every penny now I see the results. I am afraid your hand will not be enough to satisfy you.”

“NNNOOOO!” Batgirl gasped as she looked up and licked her lips when she saw the hard cock just above her head. “I…I….WOULDAHHHHHH!”

“You do remember how the afore mentioned Roman went on to betray his own people. He did this because this delightful not only makes you horny than hell it has nice little side effect. It makes the user very open to suggestions slowly breaking down their own will power. To the point the unfortunate individual becomes a mindless sex slave.”

“NEVER FOUL FIEND!” Batgirl wailed as she felt the lust growing and her will power crumbling. She was now using both hands. One glove to stroke her pussy and the other to play with her boobs through the tight costume. She wanted to rip open the front so she could feel bare flesh but her last ounce of self will stopped her. “I…I…I…AHHHHHH!”

 “Allow me to demonstrate. On your knees, whore!” He snapped as he wagged his cock.

“NO! NO!” Batgirl sobbed but couldn’t stop herself from getting onto her knees, stroking her pussy and tits the whole time. She knelt before the whale of a man his cock inches from her mouth.  She could smell the sweat and piss but still her mouth watered making her rub her twat even harder. “I WON’T! I WON’T!”

“You will but before you become so horny that you can’t think. I want you to know this. The drug doesn’t wear off. According to the legend you will calm down but you will submit to all my demands. I believe your days of being heroic are done.”

“NO! NO! I WILL NEEEEEE!”

“You will. Allow me to demonstrate further. Suck my cock slave.”

“NOOOOOO!” Batgirl wailed but wrapped her glove around pole and began to rub it as she rubbed it around her face. She stuck out her tongue and sloppily licked and kissed it. Soon her own spit was coated not only the cock but also his balls. She used her other hand to massage her pussy but the lust just kept growing.

“AHHHHHH!” Mortimer gasped in sheer bliss as the hot wet mouth and tongue did wonderful to his balls and cock. He had to steady himself against the kneeling heroine licked and kissed down to his ball. “Do a good job Batslut and I will fuck you in the ass.”

“No…no.” Batgirl sobbed but her whole body trembled at the thought of being ass fucked. It didn’t matter she was still a virgin in every way. All that matter was sucking the cock and then getting a nice long fuck. She worked down to his balls and rolled her tongue around the twin sac giving a good coating of her own spit. Unable to stop herself the caped heroine sucked one the balls into her mouth and rolled it around, caressing it with her tongue.

The huge fat man gasped and panted as Batgirl kissed and sucked on his balls. He watched her spit out the sacs and began to run her tongue up and down his pole. The whole time her leather glove rubbed his base making his shaft even harder.

Batman fondled the cock while licking it all over, only stopping to plant wet sloppily kisses on it. She cupped her pussy with her other hand and rubbed it like there was no tomorrow. The masked beauty soon had the cock dripping with her own spit and moved up to the head. Batgirl spread her lips and forced the huge log into her mouth. She hungrily gulped on the cock with loud slurps while using her glove to pump it deep into her throat. The horny heroine rolled her tongue over the pole as she loudly sucked on it.

Mortimer was holding onto the desk with both hands as the girl’s head bobbed up and down on his cock. He watched her feed herself the cock while sucking on.  He laughed when the kneeling girl squealed in delight, knowing she had just made herself come.

Batgirl enjoy the small orgasm but kept sucking on the cock, knowing the sooner she made him come, the sooner she would be getting what she hoped would be long hard fucking. She increased the speed of her pumping the cock while tightening her lips around the pole. Her tongue whirled around the cock like an angry snake, stroking it.

“AWWWWW!” Mortimer growled as his cock exploded.

“MMMPHHHH!” Batgirl screamed around the cock filling her mouth as she got her first taste of cum. Her mouth filled with the sweet seed and gulped it down. The young beauty drank it with loud gulps but some still ran out her mouth. It ran down her chin and dripped onto the purple fabric that over her ample bosom.

“OHYESSSSSS!” Mortimer gasped as the bitch drank the cock dry. He watched her rub the cock around her face, kissing and licking it. “All Batslut, get naked so I can fuck you raw!”

“OHNOOOOOO!” Batgirl cried but staggered to her feet and began to unzip her boots. She got her boots off and her gloves followed. Her cape and belt came next. The young beauty reached behind her back and unzipped the back of her costume. Then she literally had to slowly peel if off her rich full body.

“Oh myyyy!” Mortimer muttered as the skintight costume was pulled down and her huge round tits popped free. They were huge and round with bright red nipples not sagging in the least. His eye lingered on her amazing boobs and then followed the costume down her body uncovering her slender waist and hips and than came the first red curls on her pussy, neatly trimmed into a thin line. As expected her legs were well toned.

Batgirl tossed the costume down and slowly reached up to her mask. She took a breath as she slipped her thumbs up the cowl and then yanked it. Free of the mask her long red curls flew free falling over her naked body. The effect was stunning she looked like a sex craze animal.

“Barbara Gordon!” Mortimer laughed. “Perfect. Having the commissioner’s daughter as my sex slave will be handy. Show me your ass, you may continue to play with yourself.” 
            “OH GOODNESS NOOO!” Barbara whimpered as she turned around and bet over. She thrust her fingers into her pussy and began to stroke herself while wiggling her ass for her captor.

“Bent over the desk and spread your legs whore!” Mortimer panted, thrill that the pills he took were keeping him hard.

“OHHHH!” Batgirl sobbed as she scampered over to the desk and leaned over it. She could feel her own will slipping away. “NOOOOOOO!”

Mortimer walked up and ran his fat fingers over the firm round ass, laughing as the girl squeal from his touch. He began to rub the butt while he watched her continued to finger fuck herself.

“OH! OH! OUHHHHHHHHH!” Batgirl gasped as she came again. She licked her lips as the lust consumed her whole body and the last wall broken down. “OH SAVE MEEEEEE! FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEE! OH SWEET HEAVENS SAVE ME.”

“Good you are begging. But first I want to hear you call me master.”

“OHNAAAAAA!” Batman screamed as she kept stroking her hot wet pussy. She didn’t care anymore. “MASTER! MASTER! OH MASTER PLEASE FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEE!”

“Where do you want it? Ass or pussy?”

“PUSSY!” Batgirl cried as she whirled around and climbed onto the desk. She leaned back on her arms and spread her leg obscenely wide. “FUCK ME IN THE PUSSY. IN THE PUSSY AND SUCK MYTITS AS YOU DO! DO IT!”

“Are you virgin?” Mortimer smirked as he moved between her legs.

“YES! YES! BREAK MY CHERRY BREAK IT YOU BASTARD….OH SORRY MASTER…PLEASE FUCK ME!”

“As you wish, my dear.” He said as he grabbed onto her thighs and shoved his cock right into her pussy, popping her cherry in one quick blow.

“YESSSSSSSSSS!” Batgirl howled as she lost her virginity. She wrapped her longs legs around his wide waist and thrust her tits up. “FUCK ME AND SUCK MY FAT BOOBS!”

Mortimer began to fuck her with steady strokes as he pushed his face into the jiggling mounds of soft flesh. He caught a nipple between his teeth and chewed on it while squeezed her boobs together.  The huge man thrust up into the tight hole loving how it was crushing his cock.

“OH! OH! OH!” Batgirl wailed as the cock stroked her twat in all the best ways. She began to rub her tits round his face loving the feel of his teeth chewing on her tits and the hands mashing them together. The shapely heroine had her first orgasm. “OHGAWDDDDDDDYESSSSS!”

“YES! YES! YES!” Mortimer growled as he kept fucking her as he rolled his tongue over her fat tits. He squeezed and pulled the tits as he pounded his cock deep into her pussy. He arched back and came with a roar. “UGHHHHHH!”

“AWWWWWWWW!” Batgirl screamed as the drug, cum and the climax destroyed the last of her resistance. She bucked around on the desk lost in a storm of sheer lust. When the cock pulled out the ravished beauty fell back on the desk, gasping and sobbing. “Heaven help me I am destroyed…ruined!”

“Who is you master now Batwhore!”

“You, you are my master.”

“You my Batwhore?”

“Yes, I am your Batwhore.”

“Roll over slave. I am going to fuck you cherry ass!”

“Yes, yes master.” Batgirl whimpered as she rolled over on the desk and dropped her ass over the edge of the desk. She spread her legs and lifted her butt. “I am ready to be fucked, master.”

“Yes you are!” Mortimer laughed as he pushed his cock into her firm round ass.

“AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!” Batgirl screamed in a mixture of horror, delight and sheer bliss.

 

 

 

 

BACK AT CATWOMAN’S LAIR THERE IS AN UNEXPECTED VISITOR…

 

 

“Well, well what goes on here?” Joker laughed as he stepped into the room and looked over the four naked thugs sitting on the floor counting up the money.

The four men gasped at the sight of the tall white man dressed in the purple pinstriped suit with it green lapels and trim. They started to jump up but a blonde dressed in a red, white and black diamond costume jumped out.  She brought two very large pistols. Two wavy ponytails stuck out her jester’s hat. A mask covered her face but not the huge maniacal smile.

“Shall I plug them, Mr. J!” Harley laughed as she twirled the guns. “Let me plug them! Please Mr. J!”

“Maybe later.” Joker giggled as he walked over to the money and kicked it with the toe of his purple shoe. “Looks like I caught you boys with more than your pants down.  Boys the cash!”

Four large men dressed in black and green costumes with the Joker’s face plastered on the front and back. They shoved the thugs aside and began to stuff the cash into purple sacks.

“Now, where is the lady of the house?” Joker said as he sauntered over toward the bedroom. “Got the cash?””

“Sure thing boss. That got to be a couple of million here.”

“Oh good, we can pay the rent and still have enough to go for pizza! Now you can shoot them Harley!”

“Thanks boss!” Harley evilly laughed as she opened up with both guns.

Joker didn’t even look back as he wandered into the bedroom and stopped at the sight of Catwoman’s naked body spread-eagle across the bed. “Sorry to just bust in like this…I can see you are all tied up.”

“JOKER!” Catwoman snarled as she yanked at the ropes holding her down.

“My, my, I am seeing a whole side to you, Cats!”

“Joker, untie me! Joker!”

“But you look so comfortable and…naked….I always knew you had a nice rack but my my my.”

“I am warning you! You better untie me! JOKER!”

“I dropped by for a loan. Bats had foiled my last few jobs and I am having a little bit of cash flow problem. Then I heard you made a big score. I am thought to myself Cats will help me out.”

“MY MONEY! JOKER THAT’S MY CASH. HEY GREAT YOUR PAWS OFF ME!”

Catwoman pulled and twisted on the bed as Joker grabbed both tits and playfully squeezed them.

“Oh, these are very nice…and real too!”

“Hey Mr. J…We got the cash.” Quinn said as she walked into the bedroom and stopped at the sight of boss’ playing with Catwoman’s tits. “WHOA! This is a surprise! Looking good Pussy!”

“NOOOOOOO!” Catwoman wailed as the blonde came over and began to finger her pussy. “S-STOP THATTTTTTT!”

“Ohhhhh, how many wet pussies are in this room?” Harley laughed as she finger fucked the helpless beauty.” TWO! Yours and mine!”

“Harley are you thinking what I am thinking.” Joker grinned, as he leaned over the bound woman and smiled down into her face.

“We do have that big bed and all those toys back at out place.”

“YOU WON’T DARE!” Catwoman snarled, “I HAVE HAD A LONG NIGHT AND AM NOT IN THE MOOD FOR YOUR MORMIC JOKES!”

“Oh Pussycat.” Joker laughed, “This is nooooo joke….I am have needs and so does Miss Quinn…Wrapped her up Harley…we’ll take her to go!”

A few minutes later, a bound and gagged Catwoman was slung over one of the thugs shoulder. She screamed and sobbed as the Joker and Quinn led the gang out of the lair.

            “Come on boys, it late the lady needs to be put to bed!” Joker laughed.

            “NAAAAAAAA” Catwoman sobbed as she was carried off into the night.

 

 

 

            ABOUT THE SAME TIME BATGIRL WAS GETTING HER ASS FUCKED AND CATWOMAN WAS BEING CARRIED OFF THE DYNAMIC DUO WAS WATCHING THE TOP FLOOR OF GOTHAM TOWERS…

 

 

            “Holy boredom Batman!” Robin cried as he stood up and watched the sun peek over the top of Wayne Inc.

            “Yes Robin.” Batman said as he stood and took one last look at the empty penthouse. “I fear we have risk colds for no reason. It seems our prey is not returning home. Interesting, I was sure she would turn up here…Well it appears the feline villain has outwitted us. Well, I have a company to run and you have school. I suggest we go home and get a couple of hours sleep.”

            “Holy Holiday, I was going to take off the day.”

            “Now old chum, we can’t let our crime fighting interfere with your education.”

            “You are right Batman. I can get a nap after school.”

            “Good plan. We both take naps and then continue our search for Catwoman. She can’t be far. My instinct tells me she is still in Gotham. The question is where?”

 

 

           

 

BATMAN WAS RIGHT CATWOMAN WAS STILL IN GOTHAM BUT IN THE LAST PALCE DOING THE LAST THING HE WOULD EXPECT…

 

 

            Even as the dynamic duo were talking was on kneeling on a huge bed with a green spread that had the Joker’s face on it. She was wearing her own stiletto heeled boots and a green and purple corset that was covered with the Joker’s face. The leather garment made her tits look huge. Purple ribbons tied with big bows were wrapped around her entire arms holding them behind her back.  A long purple bow held her long back into a long wavy ponytail. The bound beauty grunted and sobbed as she was forced to suck on the Joker’s white cock while vibrator with the Joker’s head buzzed away in her ass. 

A naked Harley fucked her with a green strap-on, laughing with each thrust of the sex toy.

 “Give Pussy another swat!” Joker laughed as she watched the raven hair bob up and down on his cock.

            “Sure thing Mr. J!” Quinn panted as she brought a rubbed paddle with the Joker’s face on it down on the already red ass.

            “UGHHHHH!” Catwoman screamed around Joker’s cock as she was spanked again. She squealed as Harley drove her strap-on deep into Catwoman’s pussy. The bound beauty body shuttered as she came again.  The helpless beauty moaned as she enjoyed the orgasm. She couldn’t stop from sucking on the pole with loud slurps.  Catwoman screamed as Quinn gave her ass a few more swats. “UGH! UGH! UGH!”

            “Oh Pussycat, I think we have found your turn calling!” Joker gasped as the hot wet mouth gulped on his cock. He grunted his cock exploded into her mouth. “OH YESSSSS YOU GOT REAL TALENT!”

            “AUGHHHHH!” Catwoman sobbed in humiliation as she drank down every drop of the cum, even smacking her lips. She squealed as the vibrator and Quinn fucking her made her come again. “AHHGAAAAAA!”

            “I think I will try out that ass again.” Joker smiled, “I know Harley needs her pussy licked.”
            “Right you are, Mr. J!” Harley panted as she pulled out the sex tool and took it off. She exchanged places with Joker and spread her legs.

            “Joker please, we can make a deal.” Catwoman sobbed as her face was pushed into the blond curls. “MPHHHHHH!”

            “Get licking pussy!” Quinn snarled and then sighed as her tongue began to tickle her pussy.

            “What an ass!” Joker laughed as he pulled out the vibrator and pushed his cock into her ass. He shoved the sex toy into her pussy and roared when the beauty squealed. “The boys will loved…so will Riddler, Penguin, Two-Face…Did I mention I invited some of the boys over for a party tonight?”

            “NAAAA!” Catwoman sobbed at being at forced to fuck and suck every major villain in the city.

“Ms J, can I invite Poison Ivy over.” Quinn sighed as she enjoyed the pussy licking. “She will love this!
            “Sure why not…the more the merrier!” Joker laughed as he drove his cock deep into the tight hole, thinking that he wouldn’t mind getting a piece of the hot redhead.

 

 

 

SIX MONTHS LATER BATMAN BRINGS A VILE VILLIAN TO JUSTICE…

 

“Well Bats, you win this one?” Joker laughed as he was moved toward the paddy wagon. “But we both know I just be sent back to my little room with the padded walls!”

“You need help Joker.” Batman said, “I only hope the doctors can help you.”

“Holy sidekick!” Robin said, “Batman, where is Harley Quinn?”

“Joker?”

“You might say she teamed up with Poison Ivy and Catwoman…they have become quite the team.”

“Holy triple threat, Batman!”

“Joker, are you lying to me? There has been no sight of Catwoman or Poison Ivy for months.”

“Bats! I would never lie you. I am hurt…Trust me, those three broads are working side by side….along with another sexy redhead.”

“Who?”
”Oh Bats, I won’t lie but I think I will keep that little secret to myself!”

Joker laughed as he jumped into the back of the paddy wagon.

“You think he is lying. Batman?”

“No Robin. The Joker surprisingly has never lied to me. I wonder who this fourth villain is and what foul deed they are planning.”

 

 

 

LATER THAT NIGHT ACROSS TOWN FOUR WOMEN WALK INTO A LARGE BEDROOM…

 

 

Mortimer lay back on his huge bed surveying the four beautiful women standing by the open doors. He looked over his slaves and laughed. He had been thrilled when the Joker had shown up with Catwoman and offered to sell her to him. Harley and Poison Ivy had come with him to enjoy the Catwoman’s humiliating defeat and sale into white slavery. While the girls were talking off in a corner, most likely plotting to come back and steal his stuff. He made the Joker an offer he knew the guy couldn’t refuse. Once the cash was paid, the Joker hit Quinn and Ivy with his Joker gas.

The rest as they say was history.

Catwoman, Batgirl, Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn stood side-by-side all with the same lovesick look on their faces. Catwoman was dressed in a purple camisole with matching stockings and heels. Her long hair was pinned up into an elaborate style of curls and twists. Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy were dressed as Catholic schoolgirls complete with plaid skirts and knee socks. Their long hair was braided into pigtails. Batgirl was wearing a French maid’s uniform made of red and white silk. Her long hair was pinned up into a loose bun with a few loose strands dangling down around her face. All four women wore heavy makeup giving them all the same slutty look.

The four slaves dropped down to the floor and bowed. “How may we serve you?”

“Let’s see…I think the nasty Catwhore will spank the naughty schoolgirls while my French maid sucks my cock…

The four women listened to their master continue on telling them about all the sex games they would play tonight and all four knew no matter how humiliating the games… they would obey, happily and eagerly.