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.