Batgirl and Wonder Woman vs. Shane

Gotham city; bright, sunny and bustling with busy Gothamites rushing to their jobs. But what’s this? Some dastardly looking miscreants look like they are busy carrying out their own nefarious jobs.

“Ok Ya’ll! Don’t any you all move,” Shane ordered drawing his six guns and pointing them at the bank occupants.

“Yeah! We aims ta rob this here bank and ain’t none of you are gonna stop us,” Annie, Shane’s maul, added standing proud next to her man in her hot Daisy Dukes, tied off top, long blond pony tails and bandana around her face.

Shane’s gang of six rustlers rushed in with swag bags and grabbed all the loot they could get. Shane fired off some warning shots into the ceiling then backed out of the bank, “Don’t none of ya’ll try and follow us or you’ll be shot permanent like.”

Without warning, a bat-a-rang wiped by knocking Shane’s guns out of his hands.

“Maybe you can scare helpless people but you don’t frighten me Shane!” declared Batgirl climbing in through a side window.

“Damn! It’s that there nuisance rodent Batgirl!” Annie blared.

“And don’t forget me Shane,” said a sultry voice from the other side of the main door.

“Wonder Woman!” Shane gasped. “Dag nab it! Why the heck can’t I just rob a bank without you con-sarn super dopes messin’ with my plans. GET ‘EM BOYS!”

The six rustlers dropped their loot bags and rushed toward Batgirl and Wonder Woman. Wonder Woman easily dodged, blocked and threw her attackers. Batgirl giggled and laughed high kicking, flipping and otherwise throwing around her three goons. Suddenly, a lasso landed around Batgirl’s arms and waist and drew tight.

“YEEEHHHA! Never roped me a bat before,” Annie declared holding Batgirl with her lasso.

Shane picked up his six shooters and started firing at Wonder Woman. “Maybe you can block some num-nuts shots but I’m a cowboy, quickest draw in the west. I’ll nail you for sure.”

The three rustlers attacking Wonder Woman dove for cover, cowering from Shane’s salvo. Wonder Woman easily deflected the bullets. Shane continued while his men ran out leaving the loot. At the same time Shane and Annie stopped what they were doing and rushed out leaving Wonder Woman and Batgirl recoiling and looking over the bank occupants to make sure nobody was hurt.

“Lets get them!” Batgirl cried out rushing after Shane. Both heroines leapt into the street to see Shane’s special get away car cleverly disguised as a stage coach rush down the street.

“Hey super-bimbos! Here’s somethin’ to remember us by.” Shane and Annie both took lit dynamite sticks and lobbed them into the street and the crowd.

Wonder Woman and Batgirl instantly ran for the sticks. Batgirl grabbed hers and used a small CO2 canister from her belt to squelch the fuse. Wonder Woman took her and launched it into the air as high as she could. They barely heard the explosion because of the altitude. By the time the two heroines were done saving the crowd, Shane was long gone.

* * *

“That’s the fifth bank robbery this week Shane’s committed,” Commissioner Gordon said shaking his head.

“Sure-in-be. Tis a sad day for Gotham with Shane on the loose and the Dynamic Duo out of town,” Chief O’Hara added holding his head down in gloom. “At least we have Batgirl and Wonder Woman here to help us,” he quickly added pointing to the costumed dare doll and the voluptuous Amazon standing near Commissioner Gordon’s desk.

“Yes, dad… I mean Commissioner. I’m sure I can track down Shane and his gang of rustlers. Luckily, Diana Prince from Washington was kind enough to send Wonder Woman here to help us,” Batgirl replied shooting Wonder Woman a small smile.

“Yes I won’t let you down Commissioner,” Wonder Woman added.

“So what do we know so far,” Batgirl asked pacing the room. “We know they struck five banks, all within a limited radius of each other and all with the use of their stage coach get away car.”

Both old men simply watched Batgirl’s ass as she paced about in her super tight, purple Batgirl suit vaguely aware of the conversation at hand. Wonder Woman’s busty cleavage, bare legs and full rear weren’t helping the matter much.

“Perhaps their hideout is in the center of the bank heist activity,” Wonder Woman said stating what she thought was an extremely obvious idea.

“That’s brilliant!” Commissioner Gordon blared. “Why, you’re almost as smart as Batman Wonder Woman.”

“Um… yeah,” Wonder Woman stammered.

“Well I think your daughter Barbara might be able to help us out with some maps of the city,” Batgirl said. “I’ll head on over to the library and talk with her.”

“Yes and I’ll ask Diana Prince to interview the bank employees. Maybe there’s a connection,” Wonder Woman added.

* * *

“Dag nab it! Con sarn Batgirl! Damn! I had the whole thing all worked out too,” Shane cursed tossing his ten gallon to the floor.

“Yeah Shane, you got the Dynamic Dimwits running a goose chase out of town but then that Bat dame and her busty friend Wonder Wench comes struttin’ into town messin’ with your plans,” Annie replied needlessly reminding Shane of the facts and rubbing in his failure in front of his gang.

The rustler sat undisturbed wolfing down plate after plate of chow from a large pot. Annie’s mom, Old Lil, scooped up man sized servings of lard coated grub making sure no plate went empty.

“So what cha gonna do about that there Batgirl and her friend. We can’t be robbin’ banks while they’re interfering,” Annie blared, sitting cross-legged and filing her nails. The woman was gorgeous but had a voice that made Shane’s skin crawl.

“Well Annie ol’ gal. I’ve been doin’ some research cause I’m the brains of this here outfit see,” he barked walking past Annie and shooting her a “keep your place” stare. “Any-hoo, I did some fancy research on that there Inter… Inter..”

“INTERNET!” Annie screamed.

“Yeah, INTERNET! Anyway’s I found outs a few things about that Batgirl and her Wonder friend.” Shane pulled a small, smoky brown bottle from a pouch along with a bandanna.

“See’s both these ladies have been taken down by this stuff called klori… kloro… kloriform,” Shane continued to explain soaking the bandanna with the contents of the bottle labeled Chloroform.

“Klori-form? What the hell is that?” asked one of the rustlers.

“I don’t rightly know myself but its some kind of ani.. ani… ani-stetic,” Shane said walking up behind Annie.

“What the hell’s an ani-stetic?” Annie asked.

“THIS!”

Shane grabbed Annie and clamped the soaked bandanna over her nose and mouth. At first Annie thought Shane was just doing some “love rasslin’”. One whiff of the fumes, however, made her scream and struggle in shock. The men watched in erotic enthrallment at the struggling beauty. Any one of them would do the fiery blonde in a second if Shane weren’t around. Now they were seeing the loud mouthed, sassy maul struggling like some kind of erotic dancer. Soon, Annie’s eyes grew heavy and her struggles slowed. Then with one last sigh, the shapely blonde slumped down unconscious.

“See boys! That there is klori-form. Now we do that to Wonder Wench and Bat-bimbo and they’ll be out of our hair. First we put their lights out. Then we hogtie them like fillies.” Shane immediately went to work hogtying Annie and then gagging her with a thick bandanna.

Soon Annie moaned to life and started pulling at her bonds. Shane laughed and slapped her rear letting the men know who the boss was and who just got tamed. Annie snorted in her gag.

“So how are we gonna rustle those costumed morons?” Old Lil asked still kind of turned on at seeing her pretty but spoiled daughter get clothed.

“Well, we need a hostage. Someone we can use to lure them gals into a trap. And I know just the filly,” Shane said getting his hat.

* * *

Barbara Gordon strutted through the library and into the map room at the back. “Ok, have to see what hideout Shane could use to store his get away car, his gang and his horses without being noticed.”

The shorthaired brunette looked for a bit then smiled with delight. “Its right in the center. The abandoned Dalton dairy plant.”

Barbara grabbed her bag with her Batgirl costume and headed out the door to the women’s restroom to change. Suddenly, from the sides of the door, several arms lashed out and grabbed her. Before she could act, a chloroform soaked bandanna clamped down over her nose and mouth. Barbara’s eyes blared in shock smelling the familiar spirit sapping fumes invade her lungs. She struggled for several moments but the fumes were too great. Her eyes fluttered and her twisting slowed. Finally, the young girl slumped down and slipped away.

“WEEEDOGGIEEEE! That stuff works like gang busters Shane,” barked one of the rustlers.

“Yup, now we hogtie the Commissioner’s daughter and haul her off ta our hideout so’s Batgirl and Wonder Woman comes to fetch her,” Shane replied leveling his guns on the far library wall. The small crowd of library occupants ran for it as Shane opened fire. His guns blared for several minutes then stopped with a final dot of a i.

“There. Now they’ll know where to come,” Shane said looking at “Dalton Daiiry” printed in bullet holes on the wall with the word Dairy spelled wrong. The men hoisted Barbara Gordon then ran out and raced off in Shane’s stage coach get away truck.

* * *

“And that’s what the people said at the library Miss Wonder Woman,” Commissioner Gordon said pacing his office. “Shane kidnapped my little girl. Oh heavens preserve us.”

“Well Commissioner, don’t worry. That clue about Dalton Dairy was meant for me and Batgirl. Let us handle Shane. If you send police in they may hurt Barbara,” Wonder Woman replied getting up and heading for the door.

“Saints preserve us Wonder Woman. With you and the Batgirl on the job I know that Shane will get his,” Chief O’Hara said with determination as he watched the super stacked, star spangled bombshell leave the office. The Chief and the Commissioner stood for a long moment in silence. “Nice rack on that one,” Chief O’Hara sighed. Both men nodded.

* * *

Hands ran up and down Barbara Gordon’s trussed up and gagged form. Shane’s rustlers were having fun groping the spunky, spirited librarian.

BLAM!

“Cuts that out you mangie hombres,” Shane barked firing a shot in the air. “We got plenty of time for bush whackin’ and girl wrangling later. Right now I need you hands out a lookin’ for Wonder Bra and Bat Brat, got it!”

The men let Barbara go and shut the small storeroom behind them leaving her bound and gagged on the floor and sealed inside.

Barbara looked about and began feverishly working her ropes. Years of self bondage “practice” soon paid off and Barbara Gordon stood up dropping her ropes and gag to the floor. “So Shane. You want to see Batgirl eh? Well I think I can arrange that.” Barbara picked up her bag, which the thugs had grabbed along with her. She moved off in the corner and started to strip and change into her Batgirl costume. She staggered and swayed slightly from the effects of the chloroform but quickly shook off the cobwebs. Soon she was standing proud in her purple suit, mask and high heels.

“Now to bushwhack a bushwhacker.” Batgirl saw a vent and pried it open. A few minutes later she was inching her way to the other side of the dairy plant.

* * *

Wonder Woman forced the lock on the outside door and walked inside. The place was dark and foreboding but the Amazon had a feeling Barbara Gordon was here. The corny sombreros and cowboy hats covering the walls and the dorky, make shift barn decorations were a dead give away. “Talk about being fixated on a theme,” Wonder Woman whispered not realizing she herself was wearing star spangled everything.

Suddenly the lights came on slightly shocking the Amazon.

“SO! Wonder Wench finally decided to show up,” Shane said laughing as he walked out from behind some crates with two of his rustlers and Annie at his side. Four more rustlers stepped out from behind Wonder Woman blocking the door behind her. The Amazon grinned, noticing the men but giving it no thought.

“Ah Shane. Given up on fighting fair I see. Is bushwhacking your game now?” the sultry Amazon smiled putting her hands on her hip.

“Everythin’s fair when dealin’ with you. Get her!”

The men rushed Wonder Woman from behind while Shane followed the other two men into battle. Wonder Woman met them with kicks, punches and tosses. The amazing Amazon appeared to be holding her own but every once in a while a rustler snuck in a blow to the face or gut.

Then from out of the blue, a thick rope lassoed around Wonder Woman’s upper arms and chest. “You can’t break this rope Wonder Woman. This here rope can hold a full sized steer,” Annie smiled pulling hard on the rope, trying to pull Wonder Woman off balance.

The Amazon wasn’t going to let a few amateur thugs make her break a sweat. She could have just pulled the rope up off her shoulders but she wanted to show them what power she had. She planted her feet and strained to break the rope to show them nobody can restrain her. That’s all Shane and his rustlers needed.

Wonder Woman’s bare legs came flying out from under her and she landed hard on her shapely ass. All the men piled on top of her with Annie Pulling the rope and Old Lil dancing about with a heavy frying pan looking for her shot at the star spangled Amazon. The pile surged and thrust for several minutes. Every once in a while a shapely leg poked out or a splash of hair sprayed about with an accompanying female grunt or cry. Men held coils of rope trying desperately to wrap the heroine’s legs, arms or anything. Every once in a while a booted leg or gauntleted arm sent rustlers off the pile only to have them jump back on. Old Lil fired into the pile with her trusty frying pan exacting loud CLANGS with each head blow. A rustler would yell or slump in pain only to get a “sorry about that sonny” from the old hag.

“Watch where you’re swinging that thing!” Shane screamed grabbing his head.

Suddenly, Old Lil’s pan clanged across a brunette covered head exacting a very feminine grunt of pain. The pile instantly collapsed and the men found their prey much easier to handle.

“Get her trussed up while I pour me some of this here klori-form,” Shane said soaking a bandanna with a bottle of chloroform. Wonder Woman slowly struggled while coil after coil of rope wrapped around her arms, legs and body. Of course the rustlers took every opportunity to grab a bit of Wonder-this or Wonder-that.

“Better think again Shane!” declared a voice from across the room. Everyone turned to see Batgirl standing on some crates, holding her bat-line and acting sassy. She jumped on the line and swung at them crashing into the pile and scattering rustlers everywhere. The heroine immediately went to work firing off high kicks and punches, laughing as she devastated the surprised criminals.

“Looks like it just takes one heroine to beat you Shane,” Batgirl laughed driving another rustler to the ground with a kick.

“Says you red!” cursed Annie. The cowgirl grabbed Batgirl from behind and clamped a thick bandanna over her mouth. Two rustlers rushed in and grabbed Batgirl’s kicking legs to hold her still.

“OH NO! NOT CHLOROFORM AGAIN!” Batgirl thought gulping down the fumes from the bandanna. Her sexy body gyrated like a snake held from both ends but she soon found herself slowing.

“NO! Batgirl! I’ll save HMMBLM!!”

Before Wonder Woman could muster enough strength to burst her ropes, Shane clamped his rag over her face from behind. Still dazed from Old Lil’s frying pan blow, the buxom heroine found it difficult to concentrate and fight off the chloroform’s effects. The other men rushed in and piled onto Wonder Woman to hold her down.

For several minutes the two fiery heroines fought. Their super sexy bodies thrust and writhed but their fight was futile. They slowed, and then swayed like drunken sailors. Their hands pawed and groped in desperation. Their eyelids grew heavy and their vision dulled. Their eyes rolled up into their heads and fluttered. Finally, with erotic sighs of defeat both heroines slumped down unconscious.

“Keep that bandanna over Batgirl’s face. I want her suckin’ down as many fumes as possible,” Shane ordered looking at Annie who nodded in agreement. “I’ve got plans for Wonder Wench here,” he added removing his bandanna from her sleeping face. He grabbed her lasso and looped it around her chest and tied it off.

“Hey! Wonder Woman! Hey!” Shane barked slapping Wonder Woman’s face to wake her but ready with a newly soaked chloroform cloth in case she got too awake. The Amazon’s eyes fluttered and she moaned slightly.

“From what I understand on the news, this here lasso of yours makes people tell the truth and do what you say, even if used on you, right?” Shane asked.

Wonder Woman wet her dry lips and took a long pause then she nodded her head. “Yes… the lasso compels anyone to… tell the truth and obey the wielder..”

“Good. Now, tell me. Are you strong all the time? If you ain’t, how do we make you weak like a kitten?” Shane asked holding the lasso.

“Not strong all the time… my belt.. source of my strength. The God’s will punish me by robbing me of my strength if the belt is… removed,” Wonder Woman sighed.

Shane grabbed the belt from around her waist and pulled it free with a yank. Wonder Woman instantly became a lot less formidable and seemed a lot more like a real woman.

“Will this klori-form stuff keep you out like its doin’ to Batgirl over there?” Shane asked.

“Yes… I am not.. immune to anesthetics… cannot resist.”

Shane pressed his bandanna over Wonder Woman’s mouth and watched her eyes once more roll up then slowly close. He held it there for a long time till the Amazon was deeply sleeping. He then let her slump to the floor.

“So what are we gonna do with them Shane?” Annie asked.

“I say we plug ‘em for good,” Old Lil barked raising her frying pan to Wonder Woman.

“Nah,” Shane said looking off into the distance. The whole gang knew that stare meant one of two things. Either Shane was formulating one of his world famous master plans or her had gas to beat the band.

“I got it!” Shane declared making everyone back up in case it was the second thing.

“Quick! Get these fillies tied up in them there chairs.”

* * *

Annie waved smelling salts under the two heroines making them both pop up with a start. Still dazed and drugged all to hell, the two sexy avengers could barely even remember what happened let alone put up a struggle. They slowly pulled at their bonds but couldn’t even muster enough strength to open a sugar packet let alone escape. Legs bound together at their knees and ankles, hands tied behind their backs and coils of rope around their waists and chests the two heroines sat trussed up in chairs next to each other in the middle of the plant. A thick bandanna was stuffed in each of their mouths and tied in place with a detective gag and their eyes were blindfolded. The men were starting to get off from their small, feminine grunts, groans and coos as the pulled and twisted in their chairs.

Shane came up from behind the two tied heroines and looped one coil of Wonder Woman’s lasso around Wonder Woman, then another coil from the other end around Batgirl. Both women instantly felt the warm magical wave of power wash over them.

“Ok, lookie here Batbrat and Wonder Wimp,” Shane said kind of proud of his name mangling, “I got a few orders for the both of you, understand?”

Both heroines stopped struggling and instantly shook their heads yes. The chloroforming was too intense and the girls had little will power to say no nor fight the magic lasso.

“Now first off you two went down pretty darn quick with that klori-form stuff and you both looked kind of sexy when we drugged yer lights out. From now on you both will have a deep klori-form… um…”

Shane quickly turned to Annie and the gang like he was putting the two heroines on hold.

“What’s that there word for when someone’s all hot for some weird thing like pantyhose or high heels,” Shane started to ask.

“Or cattle?” one of the rustlers suggested getting all excited.

“Um… yeah cattle,” Shane added looking at the rustler with one cocked eye.

“Oh, you mean a fetish?” Annie said smiling and swiveling her sexy hips in her Daisy Dukes making Shane gulp.

“Yeah… fetish… you two super heroines will have a deep fetish about klori-form. You can’t get enough. You both want to get knocked out again and again and again. In fact, you will make any mistake necessary to get put out. Do you both understand?” Shane explained.

The two heroines shook for a bit trying to fight the lasso’s suggestion but to no avail. They both capitulated and nodded yes.

“Why the hell ya suggesting that Shane?” Annie yelled getting a bit jealous of the two heroines. “Why not just order them to jump off a cliff or something?”

Both heroines shuddered and began struggling.

“Cause its real simple lil’ darlin’,’ Shane growled grabbing Annie by the arm and taking her aside so Wonder Woman and Batgirl couldn’t hear. “See as long as these two dimwits are chasing us, Gordon and his deputies will stay away. If I lynch them then Gordon will find some other super-dupes to come after us, ones we may not be able to deal with. This way we can just drug their lights out and leave them for the next time while we get away.” Shane explained. Annie stood for a long moment puzzled, then grinned in realization.

“That’s brilliant Shane baby! We could rob this town for months and all we gotta do is knock out these two costumed bimbos when they come a callin’” Annie laughed kissing Shane.

“Yup, plus they’ll just fall for it if this lasso does what Wonder Tits says it does,” Shane replied.

“But you know Shane. You might want to tell them to forget that we told them about their new fetish,” Annie said.

“Why?”

“Cause once you give that lasso back to Wonder Woman she’s just gonna use it to break the orders you gave them,” Annie replied making Shane feel stupid.

“Yeah..yeah. I was just getting to that…”

“Ehem… OK you two. Now I want you both to forget about us ordering you to have fetishes but don’t forget the fetish,’ Shane said grabbing the lasso. “The only thing you’ll remember is getting knocked out like you did earlier,” he added with a grin of accomplishment. The two heroines immediately shook, and then slumped down once more programmed. They began slowly struggling once more as though they had just woke up.

“Wow junior. You have got to be the most unimaginative cow poke around. No wonder my Annie baby says she ain’t getting any,” Old Lil said exacting a “will you shut up” stare from Annie.

“What you mean old woman?” Shane snarled.

“Well, they are women aren’t they?….”

Long stares….

“You guys are men aren’t you?…”

Long stares…

The men then smiled in unison.

“Untie them men but keep them blindfolds and gags on them,” Annie ordered.

Suddenly Shane’s six shooter exploded.

“Hold on there! We ain’t bushwackin’ no Wonder Woman or Batgirl,” Shane yelled.

“WHAT!” everyone yelled in unison.

“Lookey here. Its like Christmas. Ya open the presents too soon and ya spoil all the fun. We can’t play around with the dimwits if we bang them all to hell.” Shane explained. The rustlers stared for a long time then they slowly realized Shane’s point.

“So what are we gonna do with them Shane?” Annie asked.

“Well we’re gonna drug em up real good, tie them like doggies then toss them out on the street,” Shane explained. “But first we’re gonna convince them that this ain’t our hideout,” he continued holding up Wonder Woman’s lasso. “Then, when we’re done looting this town and having our fun, we’re gonna gang bang them real good.”

* * *

Wonder Woman’s eyes slowly fluttered open. She was laying on something hard and realized quickly it was concrete. It took her a few minutes to discover she was hogtied with rope and was bandanna gagged. She looked over at Batgirl and saw she was tied the same and just as loopy.

The two heroines were in a dead end alley outside an abandoned dairy plant. They rolled about for a bit, still chloroform dazed until Wonder Woman rolled over her belt and grabbed it. She burst the ropes then untied Batgirl.

“Nugh, what happened? I remember being kidnapped as… I mean saving Ms. Gordon then getting into a fight with Shane,” Batgirl stammered clutching her head and biting her tongue at her near slip up.

“Well I remember the same fight. I think we were chloroformed then tied up and left here,” Wonder Woman replied leaning against a brick wall and holding her head. Both heroines shook their heads to clear the fog then sucked in some fresh air. They stood for quite a while not being able to shake a dull, horny feeling they were both having. Watching each other recover from the anesthetic was a huge turn on.

“So… um do you get…” Batgirl started to ask.

“Chloroformed?” Wonder Woman shot back nearly finishing Batgirl’s sentence.

“Well yeah. Pfff, sure. Heck you wouldn’t be a respectful heroine if you didn’t get chloroformed at least once. I meant…like.. a lot?” Batgirl stuttered.

“Oh heck, I can’t even count how many times I’ve been knocked out like that,” Wonder Woman smiled waving her hand. “In fact, its kind of fun… I mean its not that bad… well if I wasn’t dealing with bad guys that is. Men have a hard time keeping their hands off you when you’re sleeping like a baby and you have a chest like this.”

“Tell me about it,” Batgirl agreed rolling her eyes. “I actually have this great funny thing I did once,” she laughed. “I was trying to catch this jewel thief on a cruise. He was so slippery plus he was a fanatic. Kept chloroforming me then tying me up and groping me in my suit. He even made me climax a few times. After a while I could barely stand up let along find him.”

“Oh really,” Wonder Woman said in a deep, sultry voice, sliding her bare thighs together. “What did you do?”

“Well I covered myself with that phosphorescent powder, you know the stuff that only shows up in UV light, then I just went around the ship strutting myself like a prize turkey. Sure enough, he grabbed me, knocked me out then fingered me till I climaxed. I just waited till later then used my Bat-light with a UV lens to find him,” Batgirl said grinning like a schoolgirl.

“Well that’s clever. At least you found him at sent him to jail,” Wonder Woman said brushing her hair back and breathing deeply.

“Are you kidding?! He looked like Brad Pitt’s twin brother! I almost died seeing him carted off. Now that’s one time I wished someone had pulled off my costume,” Batgirl said with a “you know” smile. “So… what was one of your “kinkiest” encounters?”

“Mmmm… I don’t know. I’ve been knocked out a lot,” Wonder Woman sighed closing her eyes and thinking back.

“I do remember this one woman from Germany named Baroness Fausta. This was when I first came to America during World War 2. They set up a stage with weights for a weight lifting contest for war bonds. This baroness woman dressed up like me and started showing off on stage. I came up and challenged her so we began trying to top each other with feats of strength. Well I was so naïve and moral back then. Little did I know she had some Nazi agents under the stage. I was going to show off and lift the last weight with one arm, the one she had struggled to lift with two,” Wonder Woman explained.

“And??” Batgirl asked.

“And… well they had a trap door in the stage. I fell down right into a waiting Nazi agent. He instantly clamped some handkerchief over my face. First time I ever smelled chloroform. I must have breathed the whole cloth’s worth before I realized I was being drugged,” Wonder Woman continued.

“Must have been exciting,” Batgirl smiled.

“All those people out in front of the stage just a few feet away beyond a black curtain laughing at me falling through the floor like I was a circus clown and I couldn’t even yell out for help. Then he grabbed my lasso and started asking me questions about how to subdue me. It is such an odd feeling being forced to tell someone how to tie yourself up. Anyway he put me to sleep and I finally ended up in Germany. I went from princess to prisoner with one arrogant mistake.”

“Germany! Wow! I assume you got away,” Batgirl asked.

“Yes but not without a few “gropings” of my own,” Wonder Woman smiled.

“So do you think we should check out this dairy plant?” Batgirl asked looking back at the abandoned building. They stood for a long moment like two computers stuck on some bad code.

“Nah, Shane’s probably took off and went somewhere else,” Wonder Woman replied walking off. Batgirl agreed pushing the thought of going back out of her mind.

“Darn tootin’! Its about time those bimbos left,” Annie snarled looking out the window of the dairy plant at the two departing heroines. “What do we do now Shane darlin’”

Shane walked up behind Annie past his sleeping gang of rustlers and wrapped his arm around Annie from behind. Suddenly, he clamped a thick bandanna over her nose and mouth making the fiery cowgirl kick and scream in shock. The shapely blonde henchwoman struggled for a bit then slowly sank down and finally collapsed.

“Well little darlin’,” Shane said tossing Annie over his shoulder and fingering her ass, “I think we need to work on that “not getting any” thing your mamma slipped out. Plus I can show you want I want to do with Batbrat and Wonder Wimp when I do decide to bushwhack them.” Shane carted Annie off to their private bedroom and locked the door. Then the screams began.

* * *

A rustler flew through the glass case of Quincy Quickdraw's Gun and Shoe Emporium. Batgirl laughed like a schoolgirl sending Shane's bad guys around the room with her high kicks. Wonder Woman easily tossed Shane's men like rag dolls. The men all landed across the store's row of gun show cases and lay moaning and groaning. The two costume heroines then turned to face Shane.

"Well now. Looks like you two got the jump on me," Shane said sarcastically holding up his hands with Annie in tow. "Don't go off an hurt me none."

"That's right Shane. Surrender if you know what's good for you," Batgirl grinned. Both heroines took proud stances facing Shane.

"Shane you stupid galloot! What they hell ya'll doin'? We ain't surrenderin' are we?" Annie asked still kind of sore and very calmed down from her previous night's rounding.

"Shh, little darlin', just you watch," Shane whispered.

As Shane cowered before Batgirl and Wonder Woman, his rustlers got up and pulled out soaked sponges from ziplock bags in their pockets. Weird couldn't even describe the situation. Grandpa Quincy and his wife watched from the back room with the rustlers on one side of the room, Shane on the other and Batgirl and Wonder Woman standing in the middle completely oblivious to Shane's men coming up from behind them.

Suddenly, both heroines were swept off their feet by one rustler a piece while another clamped a chloroform soaked sponge over each of their faces. The heroines struggled and wiggled like mad, screaming and muffing into the sponges but to no avail. Several times they could have broken free with a kick or a twist or with super strength but both just wiggled and breathed heavily and deep.

"See little darlin'. Shane baby's got it all under control," Shane snickered putting his thumbs in his gun belt with pride.

"Oh Shane baby. They are falling like buck shotted crows," Annie laughed smooching with Shane.

Wonder Woman's gorgeous body swayed and surged as she drew in more of the anesthetic. Batgirl wiggled like a snake and her attackers had fun grabbing her ass and tits to keep her in place. Finally both heroines spasmed and surged and then collapsed unconscious. The rustlers lowered the heroines to the floor and stood up looking at the two sleeping beauties.

Old man Quincy and his wife were half way to the front door when Shane's revolver cocked. "Where are you two going? Open that there safe old man!"

The old man hopped to it and quickly began dialing the knob on the large, antique safe in his store.

"I know you got a crop of diamonds in that there safe old man so lets have them," Shane ordered.

The rustlers were too distracted by the word "diamonds" to notice Wonder Woman slowly getting up.

"Sure, sure... I just can't believe Batgirl or Wonder Woman could be taken down so easily," the old man stammered.

"You don't have me down yet Shane!" Wonder Woman proclaimed not even noticing the four men around her. Almost laughing to themselves, the four grabbed the dazed, half sleepy heroine and clamped the chloroform soaked sponge over her face once more. Hands grabbed her ass, tits and legs in gentle but humiliating gropes as she slowly succumb to the sweet fumes once more. Finally, her eyes fluttered and rolled up into her head and they let her slip down drugged once more.

"Believe it old man! I got these costumed bimbos under my control," Shane laughed taking the diamonds.

* * *

The 32^nd floor of the Gotham diamond exchange. Shane and his rustlers gleefully fill their swag bags while two security guards lay bound and gagged and staring in shock. The windows burst open. Wonder Woman and Batgirl swing in and assume their patented hand on hips stance.

“Shane, give it up!” Batgirl blared.

The two sexy sirens never noticed the two rustlers standing on either side of the window behind the curtains. The two men casually walked out and clamped cloths over the heroine’s faces. Wonder Woman and Batgirl put on an erotic show of wiggling but soon slipped down and finally collapsed to the floor.

“Should we truss ‘em up boss?”

“Nah, leave them. Just guard them and keep ‘em out if they come to,” Shane laughed taking his time filling the diamond bags.

Both heroines soon moaned, groaned and slowly got up. The rustler guards waited till they were almost standing to let them have another face full of chloroform. For the next half hour the two heroines woke up only to get put back to sleep. At times they even let Batgirl or Wonder Woman try fighting a bit before they put their lights out. The tied up guards watched in shock at how inefficient and sloppy the two women were. The sexy duo was reduced to staggering, drunk, drugged playthings too disoriented and sleepy to even know what day it was.

“Ok boys. Time to skeedaddle!” Shane announced grabbing the diamond bags.

“What do we do with these two?” the rustlers asked.

“I think we’re gonna put them on ice. Tie their hands and feet,” Shane ordered as he readied two thick towels with chloroform. He filled each towel with a whole bottle of the stuff and walked over to the sleeping heroines while the rustlers tied their hands behind their backs and their feet together.

Shane pressed each towel over the heroine’s faces completely covering their faces. He then tied the towels in pace with bandannas and left the two sexy sirens on the floor. “God, only knows what’ll happen to them breathin’ all that stuff all the time but who cares. Lets get going!”

Wonder Woman and Batgirl lay comatose. Their breathing slowed growing deeper and longer with each breath. Finally they slipped into a deep slumber.

* * *

“Twenty six hours?” Batgirl sneered clutching her head.

“I can’t believe it myself,” Wonder Woman replied still staggering a bit herself.

“You both almost went into a coma,” Commissioner Gordon added, “lucky for you paramedics arrived.”

“What I don’t understand is how Shane got the drop on you two so easily?” Chief O’Hara asked. “This is the third crime you lost Shane and were left drugged and or tied up.”

“I don’t understand it either,” Batgirl replied. “I never make mistakes like that. I always check corners and such. Its like all caution went to the wind.”

“Well maybe you two were havin’ a dry spell or something,” Chief O’Hara said trying to shrug off the incidents, “these things just come out of the blue.”

Suddenly, Wonder Woman let out a loud dog bark. Everyone stopped for a long moment in shock. Wonder Woman herself had no idea where the bark came from.

“Are you ok?” Chief O’Hara asked.

“Say that again chief,” Wonder Woman asked.

“You mean… things just come out of the blue?”

“WOOF!”

“What’s wrong Wonder Woman?” Batgirl asked.

Wonder Woman sprouted a knowing grin and looked at her lasso, “Nothing Batgirl. Now everything is just fine.”

* * *

The Gotham City 4:30 express train. An otherwise unexciting freight train that runs through Gotham once a month. Little did anybody know that this train was the Federal government’s way of picking up old money and delivering it for disposal, anybody except Shane and his rustlers that is. The gang ran back into the bushes after lighting the fuse on some dynamite on the tracks. A loud explosion at the right time sent the engine off its tracks and derailed the train. After a quick tear gas attack on the small number of guards, the freight doors flew open and Shane stood point six shooters at the coughing guards.

“Reach fer the stars boys! This here’s a hold up!” Shane barked always wanting to say that.

It wasn’t long till the men were busy loading gunnysacks full of money with the tied up guards helpless to stop them.

“Shane yer a genius!” Annie laughed giving Shane a big kiss. “Since this train is top secret and goes on different routes, ain’t nobody gonna know where it is or if its late for hours.”

“Anybody but us Shane!” Batgirl proclaimed. Shane turned and faced both Batgirl and Wonder Woman standing in the train doorway with their hands planted on their hips.

“Watch this baby,” Shane whispered to Annie, “those super morons are gonna walk right into a nap.”

Wonder Woman and Batgirl marched right for Shane walking right past his men who were already pulling presoaked medical cotton pads of chloroform from ziplock bags in their coats. The two heroines stopped between Shane and his men and once more took their patented stances, completely ignoring the men behind them.

“You’re going to pay for your crimes Shane I guarantee it!” Wonder Woman barked.

Two men confidently rushed each heroine ready to clamp the cotton over their mouths. Suddenly, in perfect unison and without looking back, Batgirl and Wonder Woman fired off backward kicks that landed in each man’s groin. The men screamed and crumpled in agony. Thinking it was a fluke, two more rustlers came up only to get backhanded and side kicked to the floor.

“Hey! Ain’t you two gonna let them put your lights out?” Shane asked more asking himself why this wasn’t working than asking the two smiling heroines.

“What? And miss the fun of punching your lights out?” Batgirl grinned.

“GET ‘EM BOYS!”

The heroines went into action firing off kicks and punches as the rustlers and Shane tried to grab and chloroform them. Men went from one side of the train car to another with accompanying bruises and lacerations. Four rustlers massed down Batgirl and clamped a cotton pad over her nose and mouth. She struggled violently for a long moment then her vision began to blur and darken. Wonder Woman tossed her attacker into the steel car wall then jumped up and swung across the car using an overhead bar. Her long legs crashed into the pile of men, shattering them like glass. She helped Batgirl to her feet and belted a few rustlers while Batgirl shook off the chloroform.

Shane and his men were dazed and confused. They scurried to get up and charged the two bombshells. Batgirl and Wonder Woman picked up a table and charged back, ramming the whole group with the table and sending them to the floor. Shane got up and charged Batgirl and started exchanging a furious wave of punches.

Wonder Woman threw two more men across the room when Annie jumped on her back. The sexy cowgirl clamped a cotton pad over Wonder Woman’s shocked face sending the heroine into a frantic struggle.

Batgirl launched a patented Batgirl kick into Shane’s face turning him cross eyed and sending him down for the count. She saw Wonder Woman staggering and slipping and rushed to her aid. Picking up a dropped cotton pad from the floor, Batgirl clamped it over Annie’s face. Taken by surprise the cowgirl loosened her grip on Wonder Woman and tried to fight Batgirl. Wonder Woman turned around and held Annie’s punching arms while Batgirl held the cotton over the cowgirl’s face. Anger turned to worry then turned to dazed confusion and finally to sleepy exhaustion. Annie reeled back and slipped down unconscious.

At that moment Chief O’Hara and his boys rushed in to round up Shane and his rustlers. “Good work Batgirl and Wonder Woman! Gotham will always be in debt.”

“Uhhh… I don’t… get it… Shane,” Annie mumbled staggering along handcuffed with Shane with the police escorting them almost ready to pass out again from the chloroform’s effects, “why, didn’t they let us knock… them out?”

“I don’t know Annie! It ain’t fair I tell ya. It ain’t fair!” Shane cried looking Batgirl and Wonder Woman in the eye.

“AWWW Poor baby,” both heroine mused, “see you in twenty.”

* * *

“So how did you know you were influenced by your own lasso?” Commissioner Gordon asked as he drank a cup of coffee in his office and snuck glances at Wonder Woman’s sexy legs and cleavage and Batgirl’s oh so tight ass.

“Well people pull that stuff on me all the time. Before I left Amazon Island my mother used the lasso on me and gave me a command that can never be removed. The command basically makes me bark when I hear a particular word if someone has used the lasso against me. In this case it was the word blue. Once I knew that Batgirl and I had been victimized by the lasso it was easy enough to reverse the effects.” Wonder Woman explained.

“But how did you know what was done to you?” Chief O’Hara asked wishing he had that lasso and an hour alone with either heroine.

“Oh that was easy. We were getting sloppy every time we fought Shane and his men,” Batgirl said.

“Yes, I merely erased the obvious sloppy fighting command,” Wonder Woman said.

Both heroines said their goodbyes and left the Commissioner’s office. Sadly, Wonder Woman nor Batgirl figured out the real command. They still had their chloroform fetish. They either didn’t realize it or they wouldn’t realize it. Either way the next few months were a very interesting and sleepy time for them both.

End.