BATGIRL AND THE MUTAZON By E.N.Cuire Please be aware that Batgirl is a copyright of DC Comics and Time Warner Entertainment and that this tory is intended for pleasure only without compensatory gain of any kind. It is Adut in content so, if you're offended by such adult material, we suggest you go elsewhere. Any similarity to people, living or dead is purely coincidental. This is a work of fiction only and should be taken with the humor in which it is written... ------------------- Babs was still residing in England and working dilligently. She was, however, keeping a low profile right now, after all she'd suffered at the hands of so many in her last caper. Problem was, she had learned so well to enjoy the degredation, the bondage and the rapes she'd been forced to undergo and found herself dressing up after a long workday and dreaming back to her last few cases and to what had heppened to her. It was becoming time for her vacation shortly and Babs had no idea what she wanted to do. She certainly shied from the idea of going home to Gotham. She really had no wish to face old friends like the Bat, Robin, Supergirl or Wonder Woman right now although found her pussy moistening at the thought of another run in with Catwoman. Catwoman had found the key to Babs' own sexual fantasies and seemed to have an endless imagination on how to make Babs into the "purrfect" slave, as she put it. Babs had even gone to several of London's more elite Mistresses in order to get herself degraded and dominated. She'd been very careful in selection of these Mistresses and had dressed herself with care, knowing she couldn't just show up as Batgirl even though her costume differed from ones she'd used previously back in the States. She could not bring herself to shed the thigh high, stiletto heeled rubber boots or their matching gloves but allowed herself a red latex catsuit from a wonderful Lady named Rita at a company called "Sealwear" down on Britain's South Coast, in the town of Brighton. She'd even commissioned it with the hip hugger belt in yellow rubber and had bought a black rubber mackentosh to wear as covering for the outfit while travelling to the various dungeons. She had found a favorite in Amelda. Tall and lythe, Amelda reminded Babs of Catwoman and, when dressed in shiny, ebony rubber that amply showed off her large breasts, the thigh high black rubber boots with the six inch stiletto heels and the long, long black rubber gloves, gave Babs that certain feeling of the domination she craved. She'd visited Amelda far too many times already, having decided that she'd visit a Mistress only three times so she was not to be remembered that well, Babs had gone back to Amelda seven times already, each time suplicating for more and more degredation. Babs knew this was getting dangerous but she'd already commited herself to the lifestyle and was addicted to it. It was a Bank Holiday weekend in Britain, one that guaranteed no work for three whole days so Babs had made an appointment with Amelda for Friday night. This time, she'd begged Amelda to degrade her in every possible way including allowing Amelda's masculine slaves to take the Darling in any way they might enjoy. And take they did. Must have been pent up frustration or, perhaps an overturning of tables temporarily but the six slaves certainly took every liberty with Babs' tied up body. They had managed to invade all three of her openings and had performed a minimum of three times apiece while Babs squirmed soundlessly under their assaults. They had used her as a bathroom slave after placing her in the bathtub, adding insult to injury, as it were, by making sure to pee in her outfit as well as in her mouth. The night came to an end too soon for Babs who wanted Amelda to back door her some more with that warm oatmeal oozing dildo Amelda had strapped on. Babs admitted to being 'good' sore by the time she was released from her bonds. "You're to go home with the pee inside your outfit, slave..." Amelda had told her. "Tonight you dont get to bathe here..." Babs had a long walk in pouring rain back to Chelsea, it being in the wee hours of the morning with no busses or taxis in evidence. She was soaked, in and out, by the time she let herself in her mews house but quickly stripped while under the shower and gave herself a good washing. Still 'with a horn on', she went to her secret compartment and drew out her latest Batgirl outfit and dressed in it, adding her newest pair of boots to the costume, ones with punishing six inch stilettos that made her stand very upright and bunched her well tuned muscles beautifully. She knew she looked splendid as she looked at the kinky Batgirl image in her mirror. Babs knew that this was not enough. She went back to her secret compartment for ropes and manicles before going into the bathroom again, this time to the large Jacuzzi where she turned on the water to slowly fill it. After turning on the water jets she sat down on the edge and swung her booted legs over the tub while, still holding them aloft, manicled the booted ankles together before adding laps of thin white rope around her calfs and thighs, binding them together. She lowered her boots into the hot water before forming a network of rope in a rope corset and bra, pulling the rope as tight as she dared. She then used her remarkable lythness to close a set of manicles about her upper gloved arms and before closing another, tighter pair around her own wrists but in front of her body. She now allowed herself to slip down into the jacuzzi and almost went under. The feeling of the hot water pressing in against her rubber cocoon was turning her on, as was the feeling of being bound and helpless. Babs could feel her nipples already stiffening and forced herself to bend so she could use her tongue to run over the growing appendages before softly taking them, one at a time, between her pearly teeth and nipping on them. She almost swooned with pleasure as the nibbling of her nips seemed to send shock waves clear down to her already moistening snatch. That's when she allowed her gloved hands further exploration as they went to cup and fondle her lovemound as she drove quicker and quicker toward her first orgasm while imagining Selena forcinbg her into this self abuse. "Ahhh-y-y-eeeaaaaHHH" She went as the first orgasm tore through her very being. It was not to be enough for a Superheroine, she decided and allowed for another as she used one of the jets of steaming water to flush against the rubber covered mons. Suddenly, she was peeing herself which action made her orgasm again. She'd not been allowed to potty all the time at Amelda's that night. At last, she sank back in exhaustion and without the strength to remove herself from the jacuzzi or the willingness to unbind herself. K-A-A-RRASHHhhh! "Ohmy gosh... Someone's breaking in..." She thought as she became totally cognisant. "What if someone sees me this way? Is it a burglar?" She struggled against her bonds silently only now realizing the keys to the manicles were in the bedroom. She was using her not inconsiderable strength in a futile attempt to break the chains between the cuffs when the door opened. Her beautiful blue eyes widened in abject shock and horror. She'd never seen anything like this. Wonder Woman would have been considered small beside this one. Outwardly, this one was Female but she dad a skin of almost transluscent, blue hued white. Whiter than any Albino Babs had ever seen. And she must have stood close to seven feet in boots that must have heels of a good six inches. It was her massive shoulders that came as a shock, however. Massive and muscular, hands encased in gauntlets that matched her boots and this one wore some kind of tiara that reminded Babs of her friend. "You are the one known as Batgirl..." A statement rather than a question. Babs had to answer with a nod. "Good. My sensors picked you up. I have been looking for you. Looks like someone tied you up just for li'l ol me... Good of them, it saves me trouble..." "Wh... Who are you?" Babs stuttered in humiliation and shock. "I dont know you..." In fact, she'd detected an accent she could not place. "I am Mutazon... "The Giant stated. Babs must have looked puzzled, never having heard of a Mutazon. Ever. "Huh?" She managed. "I come in advance of my race who wish me to try out the most powerful so called Superheroines of this Planet and see how easily you can be defeated... You shall accompany me back to my ship... I already have one of you on board and that one was not hard to defeat..." Batgirl puffed up her mighty and still engorged chest. "You cant just barge into a gal's home and expect her to go willingly with you..." The Mutazon stepped forward and took hold of one of Babs' outstanding boobs in a gauntletted hand and lifted with an ease that would have surprised even Supergirl. Babs did attempt to struggle but her other boob was likewise viced to horrendous hurt to the Womanflesh under the rubber of the garment. Despite her breasts being hugely hardened and engorged with blood that had stopped flowing, fingers were digging deep into the dugs. "O-owwww!" Stated Batgirl in pain. She was suddenly surrounded in a sheet of light that also encompased her captor and the room was shimmering away. It seemed like a moment later she was placed on booted feet in an environment totally alien to her and knew she was on Mutazon's ship. She shuddered in apprehension, not knowing what to expect. "You will cell with the other one..." Mutazon stated, carrying Batgirl along as if she was a feather. "I'm sure she can tell you that ou must behave..." They had reached a wall that suddenly parted and Batgirl was staring into some kind of a cell. What she saw there was a complete shock. "Wonder Woman? What have you done to Wonder Woman?" "Oh, she wasnt such a Wonder after all..." Stated Mutazon matter of factly. "Hardly gave me any problem to enslave that one... You will clean her up before your training begins..." So saying, Mutazon easily tore apart Batgirl's bonds before throwing Batgirl in with her friend. The portal hissed closed behind her and Babs rushed to Diana's side, picking the Amazon's head up and cuddling it. "What did she do to you, Woner Woman? What chance do I have if she could wreck you this way?" "Mistress... I will obey..." Muttered the Amazon, to Batgirl's complete surprise. She'd never known Wondie to obey any enemy unless bound by her golden lassoo and forced to obey. And now the Amazon was turning to one of Bab's breasts and taking it to mouth through it's rubber covering, something else Batgirl would not have expected from her friend. "Oh, Diana... How I LONGED to have you do that..." Said Babs although the Amazon had supped at that font previously. She'd been overcome by excitation then but now seemed completely docile and trying to appease someone who was not Barbara Gordon. "I see you've found how compliant this Superheroine has become under my training..." Came Mutazon's voice from behind Babs. Babs, so concerned for Wonder Woman hadn't even heard the portal open. "What have you done to her?" Shouted Batgirl, launching herself at Mutazon with agility. She was brought up short when a huige gautletted hand swiftly grabbed a most convenient handle and forced Batgirl to booted knees. Another hand appeared and material started stretching as Mutazon now tugged at the latex and a nipple it contained. "GAA-A-A-a-agh!" Went Batgirl as material ripped. It felt like her nipple must surely be between Mutazon's gloven fingers. Looking down, Babs realized the pliant yet tough material had been ripped away from her left boob, leaving it flopping gently as the material covering the other was likewise treated. "Such cute little titsies..." Laughed Mutazon as she then tore the covering over Batgirl's puss and, for good measure, tore through what was covering Babs' plump rear end. "NO ONE HAS EVER ACCUSED ME OF HAVING LITTLE TITSIES..." Screamed out Batgirl just before a huge booted knee slammed upward into her denuded puss and two gloved hands wrenched at her titsies again. "AAA-H-H-H-H-GHHHH' She went just before a fist slammed her head from one side to the other and just before she found herself dangling painfully from one arm. She was groggy but not that groggy she didn't use a booted foot in an acrobatic kick to Mutazon's lower regions. That seemed to enfuriate Mutazon even more and a hand grasped that booted ankle and Batgirl felt like she was being torn in two. She was slammed against a wall now, that didn't become a portal and slid down to the floor, never even bothering to understand this ship had an artificial gravity. Her eyes started to clear and she saw Mutazon unzipping her pants. "Awoow SHIT..." She stated as she focussed between Mutazon's long, booted legs. She would have been called a She-male on Earth but Babs knew no one could ever be built like this on Earth. This one was... HUMUNGOUS. Batgirl rolled, intent on getting away and not even thinking there was nowhere to go. Mutazon was faster, with a speed that belied her size and she grasped the Heroine while grabbing for an arm binder which she used quickly and efficiently to immobilize Batgirl's arms behind her, bent so the elbows came together and Babs' wrists pulled painfully up and behind her own neck. "Playful little shit, aren't you? "Said Mutazon using Earth vernacular. "We'll just have to see who's the better of us..." She took her package to where she could sit down and used one huge gauntletted hand to seperate Babs' booted legs while guiding her downward with the other. Babs eyes opened in horror as her pussylips were shuttled aside and a filling of her innermost self started. "You CANT!" She wailed. "You'll tear me in two..." She was being stretched horribly and horrendously and wailing as tears cascaded from under her cowled eyes. "Go ahead and scream, my little plaything... It just gets me harder and hornier..." Batgirl was being jogged up and down now, the cock, as large around as her muscular forearm tearing at her inner walls as it drove past the six inch mark, back three inches and then past the seven inches. Thankfully, Batgirl's well known responses had gone into high gear so self lubrication had begun as Babs ordered her inner muscles to relax and accept. Not as if Batgirl hadn't been raped before but never had she been filled like she was being filled now. "You're a tasty little treat, Titsie... The other one wasn't so easy to get into..." Not that it was something for Batgirl to be proud of. Right now, pride was something she had no time for. Mutazon had taken Batboobs to gloved hands and was now adding pressure to both appendages, squeezing them horrendously, nipples tightly caught between second and third fingers of each gloved hand. "SHE'S MILKING ME-E-E-E..." Wailed the former Heroine as she realized that spurts of a milk like substance were squirting from each tortured nip. "This cant be happening... I'll wake up soon and it'll be a dream..." Dream it wasn't. Surely, she would have awoken from a dream that was giving her such horrendous pain. She was now impaled to a depth of over nine inches and there seemed to be plenty to go. Mutazon's first orgasm seemed to be a flow of molten lava which flooded her depths with such a degree of pain/pleasure that Batgirl was left no alternative. Her own orgasm just took off and threatened to tear that kinky cowl from the top of her head. "Darn, she's good... Timed her orgasm to cum the same time as me... She'll be spent now, just the same as most men..." Wishful thinking Batchick. Mutazon deflated but a little and, pumping the kinky booted Heroine up and down once more, strted engorging again, this time going deaper in the well lubricated cavern. Babs, plumbed to her deepest ever, kept firing orgasms that even she knew would deplete her remaining strengths. Batgirl, however, had turned to this kind of degredation and Babs was now cumming along for the ride of a lifetime. Mtuazon's next orgasm triggered a cumming in Batgirl she was sure would shake the whole ship. Mutazon now flipped Batgirl upside down and drove her pretty lips down on that humungous but still engorged member, filling Babs' mouth with meat and going deeper so as to tickle her tonsils. Problem for Batgirl was, however, that Mutazon seemed to have a moth and a tongue in the tip of this mighty cock and it was now playing havoc with the inside of her mouth and throat. "MMM-P-P-P-PHHHH" Perhaps not as disconcerting as what was going on at Batgirl's other end. Mutazon had produced a tongue that was forked and seemed to be licking in every crevass of Babs' puss and rear door and Batirl, quite of her own accord, was opening her legs to the invasion. She was even sucking on the cock with a gusto she'd never admit to anyone, hardly to herself and, degraded beyond what Catwoman had ever succeded in doing, Batgirl turned into an orgasming machine. Sanity had deserted Batgirl by now. She had turned into a sexual patsy and automaton. Albeit an automaton that could keep popping off orgasms like Jay Leno pops off jokes. She mewled softly when she was dragged off the cock and again reversed, being brought downward for an entry Catwoman had taught her to enjoy. "YE-S-S-S-S-S-S-S" She went as her littlest opening felt the head of the humungous tool. "OH, YES, YES, YES..." She went when the tearing, rending pain began, pain that had become pleasureable to her so long ago. "AHH-H-H-H, YES-S-S-S-S" She went again as more of her was torn horribly and she was again impaled. She'd started a movement of her own and was egging on her rapist to an enema of heated proportion while trying to get Mutazon deeper up her wanton hole. Mutazon had created a sexual Monster that was now even telling on the one trying to subjugate the Superheroine. And Mutazon had no way of stopping her own orgasm deep in Batgirl's bowels due the way Batgirl was using her ass muscles to control and milk the huge she-male. Batgirl, streaming a pink jism from every orifice, flooding it down her boots, was dropped to the floor. "You, of Earth... You are the winner... I shall send you and the other one back to your Planet... We shall not be coming back... You are too potent a slutslave and would wear out our people..." Batgirl and Wonder Woman, still clad with the clothing that remained them, were soaking in Batgirl's jacuzzi and Batgirl was trying to assuage Wonder Woman's hurts. "What happened up there with you two, anyhow?" Asked the Amazon with a wincing smile. "How did you manage to defeat her?" "Let's just say good sex comes in small packages, and leave it at that..." Replied Batgorl with a secret smile just before tenderly locking lips with the Amazon. END