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Presenting Batgirl and Wonder Woman Part 3

     "Good thing this place has broom closets." said 
Batgirl as she emerged from the closet pulling up her 
spandex shorts. "My best bet is to go as high as I can 
and look out one of the windows. I probably can see the 
whole estate from up there."
     After climbing two or three flights, the heroine 
reached the last flight only to be stopped by a band of 
tape stretched across the staircase. The words "OFF 
LIMITS" were repeated across the tape. "Not for me it 
is." said Batgirl as she slid under the tape and walked up 
the stairs. Little did she know she had broken a small 
eye beam as she walked up the flight.
     In Lord Easystreet's control room, the young man 
had just finished watching Diana's demise with sad 
disappointment. "Damn, I thought they were going to 
bang the bitch too. Oh well."
     Suddenly, another monitor switched its image to the 
lovely form of Batgirl slowly moving up the forbidden 
staircase. "What do we have hear? Batgirl! Good, I 
knew the female heroines of Gotham city would show 
up. I'm so glad its you my dear." he said rolling his 
hands together in glee. 
     "You're way too good for the tubes sweat cheeks," he 
continued as he watched Barbara's plump ass and 
shapely legs walk innocently past the camera and up the 
stairs. "Being a heroine with a secret identity, I bet no 
one knows who you are and that means no one would 
miss you if you disappear. Perfect, just perfect." he 
cackled. "Oh, I've got some nice plans for that pretty 
little ass, plans I bet you just weren't counting on." he 
snickered as he pushed a few buttons.
     Barbara made her way down a narrow hallway and 
reached a door at the end. With expert skill, she picked 
the lock and slipped inside. The room looked like it was 
partially painted with tarps over the furniture, paint 
supplies along the walls and masking tape over the trim. 
The only window was a small framed opening at the far 
end. She walked carefully across the bare, wooden floor 
and looked out the window. The summer sun was 
heading down toward the horizon as night approached 
and beetles chirped as the sun heated up that section of 
the house. She then heard some commotion from out on 
the grounds. Looking down she must have been 5 
stories up. Staring out, she could see the garden and a 
magnificent shrubbery maze winding through it. She 
could also see four of the guests stealthily moving 
through the garden maze, talking softly as they 
searched about.
     "I see the guests aren't even waiting till eight." said 
Barbara taking her usual Batgirl stance. She watched as 
the four women split up and head separate directions. 
Suddenly, a series of tentacle like straps shot up from 
under one of the girls and coiled her. She twisted about 
as the white bands tied and gagged her, fighting to warn 
the others. Then a spray of blue gas shot up at her and 
the woman sank to the ground asleep. Babs pressed 
against the window in a vain attempt at watching. She 
then pulled the window up and looked out. Still not 
getting a good view, she contorted and twisted her 
shoulders till she could stick her upper half of her body 
out the window.
    "One of Lord Easystreet's simple, harmless traps eh." 
said Batgirl curling her lip as she watched another and 
yet another girl fall into the same kind of trap. Then, 
from some hidden panels in the garden, several unusual 
men appeared. They appeared to be completely naked 
and made of some kind of smooth, white plastic with 
absolutely no body hair at all. They reminded Batgirl of 
perfect bodybuilders without an ounce of fat. They 
walked up to the bound girls and started carting them off 
through the openings.
     "Androids! So those are the patrols." Barbara 
whispered as she watched the mass abduction of losers. 
As she watched, a wall panel slid to one side and two 
male androids stepped out into the room. They were just 
like the others with huge, muscular builds, smooth 
plastic bodies and expressionless faces. Also 
accompanying them was the rambunctious Lord 
Easystreet. With stealth, all three tip-toed toward the 
slowly swaying form of Batgirl's full, plump rear as she 
stood hanging out the small window. They reached the 
young girl and, for a moment, the young boy held his 
hands over the curvature of he buttocks like someone 
warming their hands over a fire making "OOOO 
AAAAHHH" facial gestures as he watched her ass shift 
back and forth. Then, counting his fingers down to zero, 
he pointed to the girl's elbows. Both androids reached 
out and readied themselves.
     "Hey! What the..." screamed Batgirl as two pairs of 
huge hands grabbed her arms and pulled them inside 
the window and up behind her back. At the same time, 
the window pane came crashing down, pinning the girl's 
upper body out of the window with her hands inside and 
behind her. A she struggled, one of the androids 
secured her hands together with a pair of handcuffs. 
When they finished, they ran their huge hands down the 
length of each of her shapely legs and then pushed her 
ankles together. With another pair of cuffs, they 
clamped her feet together, turning the heroine into a 
trapped, wriggling worm of soft, shapely flesh.
     "Whomever you are, I'm Batgirl and I'm an officer of 
the law. I demand to be released IMMEDIATELY!" she 
ordered as she rolled her shoulders trying to escape. 
Lord Easystreet twiddled his fingers at her in a mock 
"OOO, I'm soooo scared!" expression. He then slapped 
his hand hard across her jello like rear. Batgirl 
responded with an erotic feminine bark making her twist 
about in panic. He then grabbed her ass hard with both 
hands and began massaging her buttocks like he was 
playing with two big balloons. Her butt soared up, then 
around then from side to side as she tried to shake her 
molester off in vain. His hands slid over her bare 
cheeks, down her bare thighs, around the front of her 
legs and back around to her ass. He then pressed his 
soft cheek against hers and began kissing her ass with 
abandonment. As he did this, his fingers would tease 
Batgirl by inadvertently slipping their way under her 
tights at various, strategic locations. Batgirl responded 
with erotic yelps and snarls as she felt the hands accost 
her delicate rear.
     "OOOO BABY!" he thought making sure not to say 
anything. "Time for a surprise." As he groped her, the 
young boy unzipped his pants and pulled out his 
hardened erection. His size was in no way threatening 
but he did what he could to get it harder by stroking it 
with one hand. Then, gliding his fingers under the top of 
her shorts, he teased the costumed heroine as he pulled 
slightly on the spandex material. Then, with a quick 
yank, he pulled the shorts down over her ripe ass and 
around her full, bare thighs.
     Batgirl's eyes bulged in shear panic as she felt her 
shorts go down and the air hit her bare rear. She tried to 
kick out but the two super strong androids held her legs 
firmly in place. All she could do was sway and shift her 
hips about and wriggle around desperately. Grabbing 
her by the hips with one hand, the boy brought his 
erection closer, stroking it with his other as he moved it 
into position. 
     "OH MY GOD! NOOO!" screamed Batgirl as she felt 
the rounded head of a penis touch her bare lips. Her 
hips went wild and Lord Easystreet had to shift his hips 
with hers to keep up. To normal men, Barbara Gordon 
was rather a small, tasty scoop of ice-cream but, to Lord 
Easystreet, she was a voluptuous, mountainous sundae 
ready to be scarfed. Matching her twists, he final found 
his target and pushed his tiny penis inside.
     "AAAAAGHHGG!!!" Barbara screamed. The penis 
was way too small to be a threat but, the thought of 
someone penetrating her against her will sent her into a 
flurry of desperate panic. She could feel the penis slid 
inside her and the hips of her rapist pressing up against 
her bare rear. For several minutes, the little man rode 
Batgirl in shear ecstasy as he felt her vagina squeeze 
and stroke his penis as the heroine tried to escape the 
inevitable. Barbara's heart then sank in her chest as she 
felt her attacker begin pumping his hips back and forth. 
"NNOOOO! Not... Not inside!" she hissed as she tried to 
push him off with a deep thrust of her hips. This only 
excited Lord Easystreet more and the boy sank his head 
back as the climax built.
     His panting built in volume which caused Batgirl to 
rock faster, knowing what was to come. Then, with a 
massive sigh of relief, the boy pushed his hips in as 
hard as he could, discharging deep inside Batgirl. Batgirl 
responded with an animalistic scream that was more 
from shock than from sexual ecstasy. 
     "How dare YOU!" she screamed. "OHHHH!"
     The boy paid no attention as he slowly continued 
pumping. He then gave her butt another swat and 
stepped back, putting his wet member back into his 
pants. Pulling out a remote control, he started to 
reprogram the two androids. As he stepped through the 
secret panel, he pressed the activation button and 
snickered. "I think they oughta take some of the spirit 
out of you." he laughed as the door closed.
      The two androids released Batgirl's legs and one of 
them immediately moved in behind her and grasped her 
bucking rear. She immediately realized that a new 
attacker was behind her and this one was HUGE. 
"OOOHHH! NOOO!! No, not again!" she winced as she 
felt another member touch her lips. Where as Lord 
Easystreet was small and harmless, the two androids 
were huge and merciless. Bloated, white and ultra firm, 
the androids cock hovered ominously over her dainty, 
soft vagina. Then, with a brutal thrust, the android's 
penis drove its taming point home, sending Barbara 
reeling with overwhelming sensation.
     "AAAAAAGAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
     Her scream was heard across the compound as the 
white member slid slowly inside her. "My God! Its.... 
Its.... too big... can't.... UUUUGHH!!!!" Batgirl hissed 
and moaned as the android burrowed its way deeper 
inside her. With a final, brutal push, it shoved the penis 
all the way in, sending Batgirl's legs flailing about 
around the automatons hips. It then began pulling the 
penis out, then inserting it back in, then out, then in, 
relentlessly pumping itself in and out of Batgirl's 
defenseless cunt. To complicate matters, it then 
reached around to her front and began stroking her ripe 
clitoris with its large, firm fingers. From the ground, 
Batgirl's upper body could be seen rocking in and out of 
the window, her large, perky breasts sloshing up and 
down and her hair sailing forward and back as she 
panted like a speeding steam train.
     "UUGH! UGGHH! UUUGH! No!... cuming... can't... 
let.." Too late. She screamed uncontrollably as her 
climax sent her body seizing in absolute erotic ecstasy. 
Sensing its victim's demise, the android began tensing 
as well as it simulated its own climax. Obviously, Lord 
Easystreet was a sick little boy who enjoyed hard, 
blatant sex and he had programmed his androids to be 
just as disgusting. With an eruption of lotion like, white 
cream, Batgirl's vagina began to ooze with the android's 
pudding like cum. The creamy substance oozed out and 
down her legs and she shuttered in disgust as she felt 
her vagina and thighs growing wet with the discharge. 
Still pumping, the android removed its member and let 
the substance pour out onto Batgirl's soft, white rear. It 
then took its hands and began smearing the substance 
all over her ass like a baker icing a cake.
     Batgirl continued to gasp in exhaustion as the 
android accosted her. Then she froze in terror. "NO! 
NOT AGAIN!" she screamed as the second android 
moved into place. With the same zeal as the first, the 
second android began to again pump its human victim 
with more unbridled sexual stimulation. The tension rose 
higher and higher, the woman squealed and yelled to no 
avail. Then, with another animalistic scream, Batgirl 
collapsed from another devastating climax.
     This time, the android didn't discharge. It pulled the 
window pain up and pulled Batgirl inside to face it. It 
supported the frail girl as she stared at it with dreamy, 
heavy eyes. Then with a firm hand, it shoved her head 
down and pushed its cock deep into her gaping mouth. 
     This woke Batgirl from her erotic daze and she 
began to squeal like a pig as the android violated her 
mouth. As it did this, the other android came from 
behind and pulled her tank top up past her firm, perky 
breasts. With its huge hands, the android began to 
callously massage her plump breasts sending her 
writhing from the new stimulation. Her whining was soon 
silenced, however, as its discharge violated her pretty 
mouth. For a while, she was forced to swallow, then, it 
removed the penis, only to let it spray the rest of its 
discharge into her face. The cum slowly poured over her 
lips and cheeks as she was coated with the substance. 
The first android then pulled her back and the second 
android discharged all over her bare chest, wetting her 
perfect breasts with the goo.
     Suddenly, a plastic ball was shoved into her mouth 
and tied around the back of her head. A white clothe 
was then draped over her eyes, blindfolding the violated 
heroine. The androids then let the bound and gagged 
Batgirl drop to the floor as they slipped back into the 
secret panel.
     Lord Easystreet sat at his console and watched in 
glee as the banged and defeated Batgirl lay rolling 
about, bound and gagged, on the wooden floor with her 
shorts pulled down around her thighs, her breasts 
exposed and her body soaked with android cum. "AH, 
Poor little Batgirl. Well there's much more in store for 
you. BWAHAHAHA!"

     *     *     *
     The rug slowly shifted from side to side as another 
muffled scream of climax came out from the fabric. 
Suddenly, the whole carpet began to roll. It rolled out 
from under the bed and a muffled clamp of thunder rang 
out from the tarp. Then, with a burst of female energy, 
the carpet exploded into strips of dusty cloth as Wonder 
Woman burst free of her cocooned tomb. Her body was 
absolutely soaked with sweat and she sat like a tossed 
rag doll on the floor panting and sighing heavily. Slowly, 
she pulled the remainder of the duct tape off of her legs, 
wrists and mouth and dizzily stood up. Her eyes then 
bulged in shock as she immediately clamped her hand 
on her pelvis. Unzipping her costume, she let it slide 
down as she removed the vibrator from her dripping wet 
vagina. She then zipped the satin tights back up and sat 
down hard on the bed holding the oscillating toy in front 
of her.
     "Hera! That almost had me. A few more minutes of 
that and that would have been the end." she said slowly, 
turning the device off and plopping it on the bed. She 
got back up and started straightening herself out in the 
mirror, fixing her headband and hair as she wiped the 
sweat off her tan body. 
     Suddenly, the jiggling of the door knob put Wonder 
Woman on alert. Looking at the clock it was 8:30. "Back 
for more ehh?" said Diana as she readied herself. She 
then looked down at the toy on the bed and picked it up. 
"Two can play at this game." she said readying the item 
and standing behind the door. With a flick, she turned 
the lights off and stood in wait.
     A shapely figure slowly moved into the room. As she 
entered the center of the room, Wonder Woman jumped 
her. Both women went rolling about as they fought. 
"Victoria's goon is a pretty good fighter." Wonder 
Woman thought but she knew she had the upper hand. 
With her lasso, she quickly tied the girl's hands behind 
her back and her ankles together. She could feel the girl 
succumbing to the lasso's magical effects. 
     "Now its time for a little revenge." Diana thought as 
she pulled the woman's shorts down and began inserting 
the vibrator inside her. The woman's hips surged wildly 
as they were penetrated and the tied woman panted and 
moaned as she was deeply penetrated. 
     "How do you like THAT!" blasted Wonder Woman as 
she yanked on the lasso. "Now, tell me who you are?"
     "I.... I .... I'm Barbara Gordon." rasped the agonized 
female voice.
     "Oh NO!" gasped Diana as she jumped up and 
flipped on the lights. For a moment, however, Diana 
stared in utter confusion. On the floor was Batgirl, 
wiggling about as she fought both the lasso and the 
vibrator's effects.
     "Batgirl? But you said you are....." Like a cash 
register, the total added up and Diana let out a small 
smile. "Of course, its so simple. Commissioner Gordon's 
daughter. That's how you always know where to show 
up." Diana said sitting on the bed and crossing her legs 
as she thought about the situation.
     "IIIIFFFF...YYYOOOOUUU DOOONN'''TTT 
MMMMMMIIIINNNDDDD...." stuttered Batgirl as she 
rolled about.
     "Oh! I'm sorry." said Diana as she untied the rope 
and helped Barbara pull out the little toy. Running to the 
bathroom, she returned with a glass of water, some 
aspirin and a wet rag.
     "I could really do with a stiff Gin right now." said 
Barbara as she quaffed the aspirin and water.
     "I do apologize Bat.. I mean Bar... I mean..." 
stammered Wonder Woman.
     "Well, I figure another heroine knowing my identity 
isn't that bad." said Batgirl as she sat back and put the 
wet rag on her forehead. "By the way, where's Ms. 
Prince..." but as she asked, the circumstance of the 
room began to give away subtle hints as to Ms. Prince's 
real whereabouts.
     "Um... Well, I feel its only fair that since I used my 
lasso unfairly, I should share my secret with you. I'm 
actually Diana Prince." Wonder Woman confessed as 
she stood up and stood in front of Batgirl in her typical 
Wonder Woman stance. 
     "Well, I've got a secret for you Diana, the jugs are a 
dead give away." Batgirl said as she stood up, put her 
hands out like two cups and inflated her cheeks 
teasingly.
     "I know." said Wonder Woman in annoyance as she 
sat crossing her arms. "That's why I always down dress. 
Do you know how hard it is to hide these?" she 
complained.
     "Oh, I know. I have that problem with my look as 
well. The thing that gets me though is no one really ever 
puts one and one together. My father has seen me 
naked all my life and yet he doesn't recognize his 
daughter wearing a suit like this." Batgirl complained.
     "You said it. With breasts like these I thought I'd get 
discovered the first time I saved someone." Diana 
added.
     "What's even weirder is our voices are exactly the 
same as our alter egos yet no one ever recognizes us. 
The first time I met a blind man, I thought I was found 
out for sure." added Batgirl. "By the way do you ever 
have a problem with chaffing?" she asked.
     "Oh no, amazon's don't chafe. We have tougher skin. 
Though I'm always worried about bruises and cuts. On a 
bare leg they really show up." Diana replied.
     "That's true but I down play my real identity so she 
doesn't wear anything too revealing." said Batgirl. Both 
women then settled down to a long discussion talking 
about heroine tactics, beauty secrets, costume do's and 
don'ts and fashion. 
     "God, have you seen Supergirl. She looks like a 
cheerleader! What a bimbo. And she's sooo sickly 
sweat." scoffed Batgirl.
     "You know she's gay." replied Wonder Woman 
nodding her head. "At least that's what I hear. I also 
heard she's into some major S&M."
     "No, really!" squeaked Batgirl. Then both women 
began to laugh like two college girls at dorm. For once, 
they had met someone else they could talk to that they 
could trust and that shared the same experiences.
     "So what happened here?" asked Batgirl smiling as 
she held up the vibrator with her two fingers. "Supergirl 
drop by?"
     "NO!" exclaimed Diana as she snatched the dildo 
away from Barbara and tossed it on the other bed. "I got 
a surprise visit while I was taking a shower. That bitch 
Victoria Madison and her two goons Nic and Nac tied 
me up and left this to entertain me."
     "Why didn't you just beat them up. You're supposed 
to have mega-strength." asked Batgirl.
     "I only have powers while I'm Wonder Woman and I 
wear my belt of power." she said removing the belt. 
"See, now I'm as weak as a normal woman. " she 
explained.
     "I see. The belt holds your power?" asked Batgirl.
     "While I am away from my home, yes." answered 
Diana putting the belt back on. "By the way, what 
happened to you?"
     "I got a nasty surprise upstairs." Batgirl replied rolling 
her eyes and shaking her head. She explained the 
whole experience to Diana.
     "Swear it was some little kid banging me." said 
Batgirl as she continued.
     In Lord Easystreet's control room, the young 
billionaire sat looking at the monitor. "I know a secret.. I 
know a secret... da da dada da...." 
     In another room of the estate, Tarra Rogers raised 
her servants head to interrupt the woman's magnificent 
blowjob. She and the Asian maid Yumi were busy 
entertaining themselves in Tarra's room. Tarra knew 
Lord Easystreet had the whole place wired and she had 
tapped into the kid's monitors with a few of her own. She 
had been completely distracted by Yumi's magical 
mouth and had missed most of Batgirl's and Wonder 
Woman's conversation as she convulsed in ecstasy. 
Looking up at the monitor, she shook violently to life as 
the image of Wonder Woman and Batgirl gave her a 
start.
     "BATGIRL! WONDER WOMAN! NO! What are they 
doing HERE!" she screamed pushing Yumi to the floor 
and turning up the volume. 
     "This is bad. Real bad." Yumi said as she shook her 
head in disbelief. "We're dead women for sure. There 
goes our shot at the diamond." she added.
     "SSSHHHHH!" hissed Tarra waving her hands at the 
maid. Then her face lightened up with a smile as she 
heard the fatal words from Diana's mouth. "I only have 
powers while I'm Wonder Woman and I wear my belt of 
power. See, now I'm as weak as a normal woman. "
     "That's IT! Batgirl is easy to deal with but I thought 
Wonder Woman was unstoppable." screamed Tarra.
     "So, what does that have to do with us." asked Yumi.
     "Don't you see, without that belt, she just like any 
other big breasted bimbo. We can deal with her just like 
Batgirl and all the other guests." Tarra said as she 
began cackling in diabolic laughter. "Quickly, get Trisha 
and meet me outside. We've got work to do." she said 
racing for the closet.