4 comments/ 4818 views/ 9 favorites A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wishes Pt. 01 By: duke1951 ((Authors Note - Please note that this is adult fiction, so only read further if you qualify! I've received a number of queries about whether I was going to come up with any more Batgirl stories, and I must confess that I do enjoy writing them, so here's a little series taking our intrepid young warrior beyond that rather traumatic ending in the last story - Batgirl Wins 04. I hope you enjoy, and please comment and/or vote. I love to hear from you... Duke )) Index :- 1. The Start of Things 2. Turmoil 3. Shirley Gets Her Reward 4. Dark Moments in the Batcave 5. Shirley Gets More And Zynn Gets Excited 6. Friend or Foe? 7. Two's Company, Three's... 8. A Summons from Catwoman 9. Two Deadly Enemies and a Businesswoman 10. An Unusual Way To Deliver a Message 11. Handling A Threat ***** 1. The Start of Things Alchemy sat forward in his swivel chair. It was comfortably padded with black leather, but he wanted to get a clearer view of the monitor that was gripping his attention in the control room. The flashing torch-lights were making it difficult to follow what was happening in the smart, uptown office. Clearly there were three powerfully built men searching for something. Their torch beams darted around the room, briefly roving over an expensive looking oak desk, covered in a rust coloured leather. Then they settled on a bank of grey metal filing cabinets along one wall. "That'll be it men," said the largest intruder gruffly, "... here, we might as well have some light on the subject." He leaned over the desk and switched on an angular desk-lamp, swivelling it in the direction of the cabinets. He was clearly the leader as he settled himself possessively into the big leather chair behind the desk and watched as his companions began to slide open drawers and pull out files. They were dressed in a variety of dark clothing, mainly black, but the only common article between the three of them was the sinister black balaclavas covering all their heads. They'd spent a good few minutes rifling through files before a sound caught their leaders attention. He turned his head to hear better. "Damn, that's the lift! Someone's coming!" he announced. There was no more sound as he silently indicated hiding places for his two men who, incredibly light on their feet for such big men were soon in position, and then he switched off the light, plunging the room into darkness again. Alchemy watched closely as the monitor switched to a brighter scene in a lobby area where a pair of silver/grey lift doors were sliding smoothly open. Out stepped a business woman carrying an old, brown leather briefcase. She had shoulder length, mousy hair, looked about five seven or eight high and her tidy figure was wrapped up in a smart, navy pin striped jacket over a matching pencil skirt that hugged her slim hips. Alchemy thought that she looked to be in her mid-thirties, but the big round spectacles nestling on her cute nose made it difficult to be precise. But then she was moving down the dully lit corridor between offices and the camera seemed to follow her, the monitor displaying her suggestive, swaying hips as her high heels clicked out a regular beat on the hard floor. He'd already decided that this was a very sexy lady, and he was getting concerned about her fate because it seemed inevitable which office she'd enter! When she finally reached her destination, she paused, fished out some keys from her black shoulder bag and inserted them into the lock of the office door. There was gold lettering on the glass front, but Alchemy couldn't make out the writing. Her face looked puzzled for a moment as she realised that the door was unlocked, and Alchemy thought that he saw a flash of something like excitement in her eyes but the glasses could easily have disguised her true feelings as she seemed to shrug her shoulders, and pushed open the door. Then everything happened at once! She'd reached sideways to turn on the light, but then she stumbled forward and the door slammed shut! The view switched to the inside of the office and Alchemy saw that he'd been right. She'd walked right into a trap! One of the villains had been behind the door and as she'd entered he'd pulled her in and now had his arms wrapped around her in a big bear hug. She shouted out in surprise and fear and struggled wildly for a moment until the big man simply leaned back, lifting her off her feet so that her efforts to wriggle and squirm away were futile! The big man behind the desk was the first to speak, "Well, if it isn't the delectable Shirley!" He got up and walked around to stand in front of the still struggling woman. She had spirit. "Who the hell are you fuckers?! Let me go or else...!!" Her suit jacket had popped open in the struggle, and her skirt had ridden high up her thighs, high enough to show a flash of white stocking tops and giving her the freedom to lash out with a foot. But she missed, and the big man just laughed. Then, finally, she let a long high pitched scream! This time he did react, grabbing hold of a pale blue silk scarf that had nestled around the woman's neck and quickly stuffing it into her open mouth, strangling the scream and making the woman's eyes widen with surprise or fury. It was hard to tell which. She lashed out with a foot again and this time caught the man on the thigh. He grunted with annoyance, reached forward to take hold of the open neck of her smart white blouse and simply tore the two sides apart sending buttons flying in all directions! Everyone stopped for a second, shocked at the action maybe, but maybe also pausing to enjoy the sight of Shirley's bust heaving up and down after her exertions. Her turquoise, lacy, half cup bra was only just holding in her substantial, firm breasts in place as her bosom heaved! The pause wasn't long though and he reached forward again, taking care to sidestep her flailing feet this time and took an orb in each hand, rubbing and mauling them mercilessly. "Right then Shirley," he snarled into her face, "if that's the way you want to play it, me and the boys are going to have some fun!" He continued to massage her breasts for a few more minutes before seeming to glance at the camera. Alchemy thought for a second that he was looking straight at him, but the mobster quickly looked back at his prey, grinned sickeningly before grasping the thin, lacy material and simply tearing the bra apart! This was a seriously strong guy! Now, as the flimsy material fell away, Shirley's boobs were fully on display and Alchemy's eyes widened as they fixated on her dancing nipples. They were long, dark pink and hard looking, standing out perkily from the tiny light brown rings atop each magnificent orb. Everyone seemed to be admiring them! Her eyes looked worried now, and she glanced around desperately, searching vainly for an escape route, or maybe someone to rescue her. But there was no way that she could break free, and no sign of the cavalry breaking down the door to help! Instead she gasped into her gag as the gang leader's head bent forward to capture one of the dancing nipples in his mouth whilst the other was nipped tightly between the finger and thumb of one hand. She was struggling to suck in air and her eyes had lifted to the ceiling as she fought to deal with the sudden burst of sensations as his teeth and fingers got to work on her. She was still squirming in the other man's arms, but the intensity of her struggles was slowing. Then she seemed to stiffen as Alchemy watched the man's hand drop down over her stomach to slip down under the hem of her tight skirt, dragging it upwards before disappearing inside and now her eyes widened again in shock as she felt him cup her pussy through her panties and start to rub hard between her helpless legs! He seemed to be enjoying himself and prolonged her ordeal for long minutes until, finally, he lifted his head from teasing her breasts, fingers still busy between her legs and looked intently into her tortured face. "Ready for us now Shirley?" he whispered nastily, "You certainly feel wet enough!" The woman seemed to groan into her gag, all the fight draining out of her! That was enough for him and he seemed to glance up towards the camera again. It was strange and Alchemy almost ducked instinctively, even though he knew he couldn't be seen. "Right, sort out the desk!" he ordered and the man who had been watching stepped forward to sweep clear the top of the desk, sending files, pens and trays flying in all directions. As if from nowhere he produced some lengths of rope and then the man holding the woman almost threw her on top of the flat surface on her back. Before she could react, the ropes had been looped around her legs above the knee and her legs pulled wide apart as they fastened the other ends to the desk legs. She was struggling again now, hard! But it was too late. Her legs were anchored and the men were too strong and heavy. In a matter of moments her wrists had been bound, pulled sideways and fixed to the other desk legs. Then they stepped back to admire their handy work. Shirley's sexy figure was now spread-eagled across the width of the big desk. Her blouse was wide open and the remnants of her bra lay on each side of her heaving, bare breasts. Her skirt had ridden right up her thighs as her legs had been pulled wide by her bindings, her matching turquoise bikini panties now in view and stretched tightly over her prominently mound before disappearing under her exposed crotch. Alchemy thought that she looked quite breathtaking... and distinctly vulnerable! The leader didn't seem satisfied though and he stepped forward again between her legs, grabbing the skirt and rolling it higher up her waist, revealing all of her panties and then sliding his hands under her buttocks and dragging her forward a couple of inches so that her crotch was right up against the edge of the desk. He stepped back and admired his handy-work again, "Now then you whore, how does that feel?!" The monitor suddenly went split screen. One half concentrating on her frightened face as she twisted from side to side, her mousy hair now sticking to her face as the sweat sprang out of her pores. The other showed a new angle as it slowly tracked down the length of her straining body, pausing lingeringly on her heaving breasts and swaying nipples before sliding downwards, over her ruffled skirt and then concentrating on the tight material of her panties, zooming down to show the hidden mound and the hint of her slit as it swivelled down further between her legs to follow the narrow band of the panties diving between her widespread legs before disappearing under her bum. Then Alchemy saw her face tense and there was a muffled cry. On the other half of the screen the camera had panned back and was showing the man back between her legs, his hand resting on her mound and massaging it, two fingers sliding around her slit and squeezing the puffy flesh. Almost immediately a damp, darker patch began to spread in the stretched, blue material. He continued to massage her pussy and slit for a few, long minutes, letting his fingers push the damp material deeper between her soft, engorged lips, sliding his fingertips up and down as he worked on her most sensitive parts. Her thighs had been strained by her the bindings, but now they seemed to quiver as Shirley struggled to control the hot sensations that his rough fingers were stirring! It didn't last long though as he seemed to lose patience quickly with this rough foreplay. In a sudden movement he slid his hand inside her panties, coursing briefly through her hidden bush, before twisting it round and grasping the material from beneath. His face was covered in a cruel grin as he pulled upwards and twisted, the thin blue material stretching upwards at first as her curly blonde bush came into view and then there was another loud tearing sound as the stitching gave way and he pulled the torn remnants of her panties out from under her and threw them casually to one side. Now she really was exposed! The camera immediately focussed on her small, curly bush and began to zoom in as it tracked down and over until it seemed to be hovering right over her slit. Shirley's splayed out legs had already dragged open her aroused labia lips and every detail inside was on display. The little inner folds of dark skin, the pinky hood only partially covering her throbbing clit. And, of course, the bit that most male eyes were focussing on, the tight little pink ring that guarded her hot, inner cavern! Alchemy was trying hard not to react, but even for someone with his control, he couldn't help but feel a stirring between his legs at the sight. The zoomed-in close-up of her sensitive skin, little twists of blonde hair, small drops of sweat was so clear that he almost felt that he could reach out and touch her. It would have been so good to let his fingers trail across that erotic landscape and caress her! And poor old Shirley he thought. It was pretty obvious what was going to be happening to that gorgeous looking pink hole when these intruders got started on her! But then his fantasy was interrupted as a short, dark figure dropped into the chair next to him, taking in the screen display, and exclaiming in apparent disgust. "My God, have they only just got her knickers off! They really are playing with her aren't they?! Still, at least it's given us a slot to run the adverts," before adding with glee, "... and more money rolling into my bank account!" Alchemy glanced at the monitors further down the room and, sure enough, the ones showing the internet feed had changed to show Shirley's spectacular slit in a small window at the bottom corner while the main screen had a variety of adverts for a range of sexual paraphernalia and services scrolling across the centre. He turned to his new companion and smiled, "Amazing Zynn... I've got to admit that you really know how to put on a show... and tell me again... do these women REALLY pay for the privilege of starring in these errr... assaults?!" 2. Turmoil It was a long way down. The metal rungs of the fire-escape seemed to drop away alarmingly down the side of the building as the dark, lithe figure paused, holding onto the metal railing that surrounded the wet, flat top of the industrial unit. Should she climb back down? Retreat from the imminent danger that she knew that she was in? She gave a quick, annoyed shake of her purple-cowled head, her ginger locks shivering over her yellow cape. Her eyes darted around the deserted rooftop. All was quiet. Maybe too quiet? She zeroed in on the glass skylight, and drew in a deep breath before striding the six or seven yards to where it sat, invitingly half open , almost dragging her in! She paused again, indecisively, as she lifted the latch. It was the fourth time in the last few minutes that she'd come this far. And she was getting really annoyed with herself! 'Come on Batgirl! Get a grip of yourself will you!' she almost hissed to herself as she took a quick, last look around. It was still quiet. It was still dark. It was in the early hours of a Gotham night, a diffuse glow from the city lights dimming the stars shining brightly from a moonless sky. Only the bright orange glare of Mars seemed to really pierce the haze, directly above her. Mars, the Roman god of war, was it an omen?! Was that why she'd come to the lion's den? Or, in this case, Catwoman's lair! She shook her head in confusion. That was the problem. She really didn't know why she was here at all! Her head had been spinning for hours now. She'd been through every emotion that she could imagine. Anger, fury even, helplessness, doubt, self-pity, disbelief. They'd all chased each other around her head since she'd fled from Wayne Mansion yesterday. Was it really 'yesterday' already?! She shook her head sadly again. How could it have happened? She'd spent years trying to seduce Batman. Trying to get him into her bed. But up until yesterday it had been in vain. He'd always kept her at arm's length. Always been the 'gentleman', even though she'd known that he was attracted to her. Then she'd literally swooned into his arms in a moments weakness, and suddenly it had all fallen into place. Suddenly she really was in his bed. Really was making love with him. A shiver ran down her spine as she remembered the way that he'd taken her. The power in his body, the way that he'd dominated her! She felt a quick tremor run around her tingling pussy as, even now, after all these hours, she could still almost feel his hardness filling her. Powering in and out of her sopping vagina, fucking her just as hard as she'd cried out for! She shook her head again, her eyes going watery as she remembered the excitement, the sheer unadulterated ecstasy that had coursed through her willing body. The earth-shattering climax! And then... and then... the moment that had finally shattered her dreams. That had sent her fleeing from his bed, from his house, maybe from his life forever! The pain had been almost too much to bear. She'd gone back to her apartment in despair, shattered a few ornaments, ignored all of Batman's increasingly urgent calls and, eventually, fled from there too. She'd suited up, transforming from pretty, but rather plain Barbara Gordan, Gotham City Librarian, into the lithe purple suited figure of Batgirl, arch-enemy of the Gotham City underground. Then she'd gone on patrol... with a vengeance! She'd blitzed Gotham, rounding up low-lifes from every quarter, amazing the local police precincts with the volume of traffic that she'd thrown at them! But even that had had to stop. It was a kindly old Irish desk sergeant who'd finally put a fatherly arm around her tense shoulders and suggested that she needed to ease up a bit. He'd joked that there was a limit, even for him, on how many bruised and broken limbs he could put down to 'resisting arrest'! She'd looked back into his eyes angrily, ready to vent her fury on him. On anyone in fact. But then she'd seen the friendly concern in his eyes and her shoulders had sagged as she'd taken in a deep breath, realising then that he was right. It really couldn't go on like that. She'd have to find another way of getting over it. "Why don't you meet up with a friend and talk about it?" he'd said as she'd waved farewell at the precinct door. She'd known that it was sound advice, but the problem was that she was pretty much right out of 'friends' at the moment! She'd considered seeking out Sister Allison at the hospital, but then she'd realised that Katy, her new and exciting love interest would be at home with her husband and family. So who else was there? Susan was abroad, Louise on the other side of the country. And she couldn't possibly discuss it with her father, Police Commissioner Gordon! So who...? Or maybe she should just go for revenge she'd thought, her lips tightening! Which was why she'd eventually ended up on this roof. Why she was finally raising the skylight and slipping through to drop down into a dark, sparsely lit corridor! She stopped there for a few moments to check for threats, and to assimilate the atmosphere, to get a feel for this dangerous place. But it wasn't as if she didn't know her way. She'd been down this route plenty of times in the past and she knew exactly where Catwoman's security cameras and devices were. It didn't stop her being ultra cautious though as she made her way down the silent, grey corridor. Being caught here and perhaps being 'entertained' by Catwoman or, more likely, her devilish 'Kittens' didn't bear thinking about! So when she finally reached the doorway she sought, she paused again for a few seconds to steady her breathing before easing open the door and slipping inside. A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wishes Pt. 01 Inside it was even darker than the corridor. She stopped again after gently closing the door behind her, partly to let her eyes adapt, partly to let the sudden pounding of her heart still a little. Fortunately there was a dull blue night light throwing a soft glow from the far side of the room and she had her bearings. After all, this room was hardly unfamiliar to her! 'Come on Batgirl' she thought, 'get a grip! You're in charge now!!' Then she was moving, smoothly negotiating the luxurious furniture, aiming unerringly for a raised area in the corner of the big room. The corner with the big bed. The bed where her target should be sleeping! The bed where she really was sleeping! Batgirl stared down with mixed emotions at the calm and peaceful face resting on the fluffy white pillow. It was turned sideways, her shoulder length, light brown hair half covering her familiar, soft cheek. Holly Robinson, Catgirl, was totally oblivious to Batgirl's presence, totally at her mercy! Batgirl was ninety nine percent certain that it had been Catgirl and the Kittens that had captured her so recently. She'd been used and abused to such an extent that her poor pussy had throbbed devilishly for hours afterwards. The orgasms she'd endured had just gone on and on and on until she was left totally spent . And ultimately that was why she'd ended up in Batman's bed, and the bitter disappointment that that had entailed! Batgirl's eyes narrowed. It was typical of Catgirl, jealous at the thought of her taking Sister Allison to bed and lashing out wildly. Catgirl really did deserve to suffer, again!! There was a snag though. She was on her side, her arm trailing loosely across the strong, muscular shoulders of a young man. A familiar face stared back at her, eyes closed as he snored gently, his jet black hair ruffled boyishly across his forehead. Robin looked just as peaceful and tranquil as Catgirl! She shook her head in frustration. She should have expected it of course. The two of them had been an item for ages now. She'd even joined them in bed for a threesome from time to time! So it was no surprise that they'd be together, probably after some red hot lovemaking! She was starting to feel jealous, as well as angry, as well as confused and frustrated. The thought of revenge had quickly dissipated however. Deep down, she knew that it wasn't really why she'd come. She almost sobbed in exasperation as she looked down at the peaceful pair. Her head was still spinning. She'd just wanted a friend to confide in, maybe someone who'd understand and comfort her. And all she could think of was Catgirl! Her best friend and worst enemy! She shook her head again, she must be mad! Then the adrenaline that had been keeping her going finally ran out, and suddenly she wasn't angry any more, just incredibly sad... and absolutely exhausted. So she surprised herself. Without consciously thinking, her hand slipped up to her neck, seeking out the secret catch on her suit and with a quick, practised tug she'd released the fastening, pulled down the hidden seal. Within seconds, she'd slipped off her utility belt and boots, and was peeling her beautiful body out of her slinky suit. The purple cowl, ginger wig and garish yellow cape followed and she dropped them onto the growing purple pile by the bedside. She was left standing in just her thin, black thong. She never wore a bra under her suit, the armoured chest giving her all the protection that she needed and her pert breasts stood out beautifully. She couldn't resist a purely instinctive moment as her hands lifted to cup and fondle them for a few seconds, revelling in the intense pleasure. Then, with a little sigh, she lifted the thin sheet that loosely covered Catgirl and Robin and slipped underneath, snuggling herself up against Catgirl's warm, naked back, hearing her murmur something incomprehensible in her sleep. She smiled, contented at last, before dropping straight into a deep, deep slumber! 3. Shirley Gets Her Reward Madame Zynn was wearing a stylish black corset that wrapped itself tightly around her short, full figure and pushed up her breasts provocatively. Her dark hair was tied tightly back, but her round face looked bright and excited as she took in the scene. As she crossed her legs, Alchemy couldn't help but admire her trim, strong looking legs. They were encased in sheer black stockings, complete with seams and the black bands that gripped her upper thighs were held in place by long black corset suspenders, threaded through her thin black bikini panties. The panties, which were held together by dainty mauve ribbons at her waist, and matching corset were etched in bright mauve stitching and two more delicate mauve ribbons adorned each suspender. She looked as sexy as ever, just the right image for a sassy women who ran her internet porn business with an iron fist! Hard to imagine that she'd once been fat and dumpy. Alchemy knew the stories, but she'd evidently worked hard on her figure since those days! As she leaned towards him to answer his question, his eyes were drawn to her cleavage as her breasts pushed together in their gauzy black cups. He had to shake his head to concentrate on her words. "I know... it's amazing isn't it!" she gushed with a wide smile, "And they pay for the men as well!" "What?!" "Well, I do provide a list of possibilities, "she winked at him, "I've got a lot of contacts in the adult film business you know." "So they pay for the privilege of being fucked on your show and they pay for the men to do it as well?!" added Alchemy in amazement. Zynn laughed and rocked back in her chair, "I know, what a fantastic business model isn't it?! Mind you, given what they're going to do to her, it's only reasonable that the woman gets to choose them don't you think?!" "And I'm not short of applicants either!" she added with a wider smile, before movement on the screens caught her attention, "... oh adverts are finishing, looks like we're onto the main event. Mind if I join you? I always feel better with my arms round a man when I'm watching sex in action!" With that she jumped up from her chair and settled herself across his thighs, one arm around his neck for support. She used the other to point at the new format screen that had come up on the monitor. It now showed an overhead shot of Shirley's semi-naked body but all sorts of additional elements had been added to the sides of the screen. At top right was a big green '0' and underneath was a yellow temperature symbol with the 'mercury' a little over half way up the scale. Underneath were a series of betting odds with codes against them. Zynn explained them, "The top right is the 'O' counter... " "The 'O' counter...?" interrupted Alchemy with a puzzled frown. "Oh get real Alchemy!" she responded in exasperation "I know you're a man, but what do you think sex and 'O' mean to a woman?!" "Oh... I see... " "Exactly, an orgasm count! And underneath that the temperature symbol measures her arousal. As she gets nearer a climax the 'temperature' goes up and it turns from blue to green to yellow to orange and then to red. That's when she's ready to blow!" Before he could ask, Zynn explained that all the subjects were wearing electronic necklaces that monitored their vital signs and transmitted them in real time to receivers in the control room. Combinations of heart rate, blood pressure and one or two other things were all it took. Alchemy did ask about the 'odds' below the arousal gauge though. "We give odds on the whole thing. How many orgasms, how quickly, how long does it last, how long to the next one... we even give odds on how long the men will last!" Alchemy shook his head in admiration, "So you're getting the show practically for free, you're charging people to view over the internet, and then getting them to bet all the way through... wow, impressive!" Then his eyebrows narrowed,"... but sometimes you'll lose on the bets I suppose... " Zynn laughed and wriggled her bum disturbingly on Alchemy's laps, "Oh you young men are way too gullible. I control the output don't forget. Moving a woman's climax back or forward by a few seconds is child's play! But that's enough of me. Let's watch Shirley get her monies worth! " As Alchemy looked at the scene in the office again his eyes widened in surprise. It was clear that the 'advert' time had been used productively by the team of intruders. They'd all lost their shoes, socks and pants! Black balaclavas still covered their heads and they still wore their black tops, but below that, nothing but bare skin! Zynn wriggled her bum again, "God, don't they look big!" It was true, all three men were sporting huge, powerful looking erections as they came into shot to surround Shirley's bound body. Her eyes were wide and darting urgently from one to another, staring not at their eyes, but at their impressive examples of manhood! "Okay, you first," said the leader to the man on his right. Shirley's eyes widened even further as she realised that it was finally going to happen, and there was absolutely nothing she could do to stop it! The big man quickly went round the other side of the table and put his hands under her shoulders, drawing her backwards a few inches so that her head drooped back over the edge of the desk. Then he stood to one side, his stiff member waving at the side of her face which she'd twisted round instinctively to get a better view. Then he surprised Alchemy by leaning forward and drawing the blue scarf out of her mouth. He'd half expected her to begin screaming for help as soon as the gag came out, but no, she just licked her lips, still staring wide eyed at the impressive shaft next to her. Then he eased it over her face, settling the base over her mouth. Her eyes lit up and immediately she began to kiss the taut skin, licking and tasting him as he slowly drew the stiff erection slowly across her lips. She'd closed her eyes as she let her lips and tongue loose on him, and Alchemy could see how she was imagining every inch that she licked and kissed would feel as it sank deeper and deeper inside her. The air of anticipation was almost tangible! When her lips finally reached the end of the throbbing pole, she lifted upwards to try and draw him into her mouth, but he wasn't co-operating. He pulled back a little, letting her lick and kiss him at that tender spot, letting her suck in and taste some of his juices, but then he drew quickly away making her sigh in disappointment as he left her side. She strained up her head though to watch him as he worked his way round the desk, her hungry eyes never leaving his bobbing cock. She knew exactly where it was going next and she evidently wasn't going to object! When he was between her splayed out legs, he slipped his hands under her bare buttocks and drew her forward a little towards him so that her gaping slit was easier to get at. Shirley gave out a long drawn out moan as she felt him push himself between her outer lips, right up against her pink, tingling entrance. "God, she's nearly there already!" gasped Zynn, excited eyes glued to the screen Alchemy dragged his eyes to the 'thermometer' and saw that it gone a deep shade of orange, but then the view changed again into split screen. One shot concentrating on Shirley's strained face as she waited for the inevitable, the other had switched to an overhead shot which was now showing the man's big erection pushing at her vagina entrance and Shirley gasped as it started to open her up and ease inside her sopping, hot cavern. Then her eyes closed and she licked her lips again as concentrated on the feel of him penetrating deeper and deeper into her, triggering an avalanche of electric sensations that radiated out from the depths of her pussy. Maybe recognising the state that she was in, he pushed harder for the last inch or so and brushed his fingers across the top of her slit. Whether it was the feel of being totally filled by his thick cock, or the brief strike across her clit wasn't clear to Alchemy, but whatever it was there was a bell-like sound in the background and the O-Counter slid onto '1' as a long, deep orgasm swept through her! She'd managed to stifle the little cry of pleasure, maybe still trying to maintain the role play, but her breathing was ragged now as she rode the orgasm to its end. The man had stopped momentarily as well, maybe enjoying the feel of her vagina convulsing around him, but he wasn't going to give her much time to recover! With a grunt he started to work on her, beginning to fuck her with a slow, determined rhythm , his powerfully thighs and buttocks knotting as he thrust hard into her pulsating vagina. Shirley's face was contorted. She'd hardly got over that first big orgasm, and she was now riding up towards another one! The driving feel of his cock sliding back and forth against her sensitive inner skin showered her with electric feelings that she was struggling hard to control. "Betting is on a second one almost immediately," Zynn said to Alchemy as she looked at the figures flashing continuously down the side of the screen. But Shirley was evidently made of strong stuff. Alchemy wondered if she had a target of how long to resist, because she was fighting hard against her inevitably increasing arousal as displayed by the colours on the thermometer symbol. She'd somehow held it in the bright orange, despite her whole body quivering each time he pounded into her. Her head was slowly thrashing from side to side, her eyes tight shut as she hung on and on. "Wow... impressive," gasped Zynn, "Oh... I'm not sure that's fair!" There'd been another bell sound and the green counter went to two as she finally succumbed again. But it hadn't been until the gang leader had leaned over her and taken one of her dancing nipples into his mouth, teeth grasping it as he pulled sharply upwards! Shirley's eyes had snapped open in surprise as the sudden wave of pain and pleasure from a completely unexpected source sent her tumbling over the edge again! There really was no escape at all from Shirley's torment, and the O Counter was sitting on '5' by the time that the muscular man started to look like as if he was losing control himself. His thrusts got shorter and quicker for the last few minutes, making her quiver even faster under him and when he finally came with a gasp and a big convulsion inside her, she too joined him in that long moment of painful ecstasy! The bell clanged and the counter went to '6'! 4. Dark Moments in the Batcave The dark, brooding figure of Batman was hunched over the computer screen in the Batcave. His head was in his hands and Alfred paused at the doorway before continuing into the room, wondering what could possibly have made his master so upset. Especially now, in the early hours of the morning. He placed the silver tray that he was carrying onto the desk beside the slumped super-hero. "I thought that you might like some tea sir," he said, keeping his tone as neutral as he could, "... you seem to have been rather busy... " It was a clear invitation for Batman to confide in his old retainer. But he couldn't. What could he possibly say? How could Alfred possibly understand? He didn't even ask why his old butler was still up and about in the early hours of the morning. Somehow it was just expected. "Where is she, Alfred?" he finally said, shaking his head wearily, "I've looked everywhere... absolutely everywhere!" It was true. After he'd realised that she'd left Wayne Mansion he'd got suited up and started looking. She wasn't answering her mobile, and she'd switched off the automatic tracer that they always carried around with them. Why, it was unheard of! So he'd gone over to her apartment. No sign of her there. Then he'd started getting reports during the evening that Batgirl was on a one-woman rampage in Gotham town centre. He'd jumped into the Batcar and raced into town, but every time he had a report of her at some precinct or other he was just too late getting there. She'd moved on. The police reports were worrying as well. Quite a few had said that Batgirl was showing signs of an emotional breakdown of some sort, and many of her 'captures' had been 'damaged'. Even beyond what Batgirl normally did to them! He'd roamed Gotham for the rest of the night, but found no trace of her and eventually the reports of her sightings dwindled away. He'd had to conclude that she'd finally given up her crusade and had gone to ground somewhere. But where? He'd tried all of her usual haunts without success and finally had to return to the Batcave, just hoping that she'd respond to one of his increasingly fraught messages. He just couldn't understand it. Perhaps he was scared to understand it? They'd shared a blissful moment together at last and then she'd gone. Just like that. No word of warning. Nothing. He was staring into space again, trying to find something, anything, that would explain her actions. But nothing would come to mind. Maybe she'd just regretted being with him? Could it be that? She'd seemed keen enough at the time though! When he spoke at last it was if he was talking to himself, "Where is she? Where? Where?... I can't lose her now... not after... " Alfred's eyebrows raised just a fraction. He had such good self-control that it was a major admission of his own surprise at Batman's words. 'After what?' he wondered, suddenly worried that Batman might have upset Batgirl in some way. She was a beautiful young woman, but so, so intense. And he knew that they'd squabbled continuously over recent years, but Alfred had never seen Batman respond like this before. He wondered if his master had finally noticed the crush that she so obviously had on him. Everyone else seemed to know! "Maybe she's with Robin!" Batman suddenly sprang up, grabbing for his mobile phone. Alfred cleared his throat loudly to stop him in his tracks, "Err, I believe that Master Grayson was planning to spend the night at his errrr girlfriend's place sir... " "What! He's with Catgirl again... at Catwoman's HQ?" snapped Batman in obvious disappointment, "... well, Batgirl certainly won't have gone there!" He slumped back into his seat, bleary eyes staring at the phone. Waiting again for the call that never came... 5. Shirley Gets More And Zynn Gets Excited Alchemy was trying to decide whether he should do something about the hand that had been sliding up his thigh and was about to encounter the bulging evidence of his own arousal. Madame Zynn's hand had been resting on his leg for a while now as they'd watched the second man taking advantage of the bound 'businesswoman'. He'd started in the same way as the first gang member, letting 'Shirley' lick and kiss his member, stiffening it up in preparation for its primary role in the evolving 'play'. As he'd walked round to the business end, the camera had zoomed in to Shirley's wide open slit again, her vagina opening a dark cave, still spread wide after the first man had finally withdrawn, her juices combined with his and trickling between her legs. She'd had time to catch her breath as well as to lick his cock, and although her beautiful breasts still rose and fell mightily as she dragged in air, she looked like she was recovering her composure. But not for long. As soon as he got between her legs, he gripped her waist and planted his full length straight into her, sending the wind sailing out of her again in a long, shuddering moan. After that explosive initiation, it hadn't taken long for the O-Counter to tick upwards again, as the pace of her fucking went up a few notches. And as the tempo increased, so had the extent to which the hand wandered up his leg and finally, because he'd been too slow to stop it, it slid over the bulge in his fawn slacks and nestled there for a while as Zynn gave out a throaty murmur of approval. A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wishes Pt. 01 Maybe he hadn't been too slow really he thought, maybe with all thus graphic sex on the screen it was just a natural reaction. After all, they were both consenting adults and although he thought that Zynn could be dangerous, they'd formed a new partnership that was of benefit to them both, so maybe he should just enjoy the fruits of their new understanding? He let his hand slide up Zynn's waist, over the smooth corset material, reaching higher, feeling Zynn suck in a breath as his hand cupped the thin gauzy material covering her left breast. As he'd imagined before, it felt good! A good handful, soft but not floppy and her dark nipple prodded into the palm of his hand as he slowly massaged her. Her hand had reacted to Alchemy's response by doing some massaging of its own, and as they watched Shirley's remorseless assault, they could both feel their own excitement rising at about the same rate. Fortunately, the second man seemed to be running out of steam as well and, although the bell signifying Shirley's ongoing orgasmic torture had been ringing fairly regularly, it looked as if this second bout of fucking was about to draw to a close. Sure enough, the man's buttocks had been tightening as he strove to last longer. Now he knew that he was almost spent, and almost totally withdrew before thrusting hard back in, making her take his full length as he grunted his release and filled her with another load of hot cum just as she cried out yet again to the accompanying sound of the taunting bell! This time as the man withdrew, the camera focussed on her face. Her wet hair straggled around her sweaty face, her mouth was open as she sucked in air again, her eyes looked almost vacant as she desperately tried to gather her thoughts. But then the last man was on her. The leader, and probably the biggest of the three in almost every dimension. Shirley had the 'privilege' of licking and kissing him again as before, but she was looking tired now, and the eyes that followed him round the desk were weary. She swallowed hard as he got ready to enter her, cringing almost as she readied herself to take his bigger size, and then almost sobbed in relief as he only slow inserted his massive girth into her fiery wetness. Ever so slowly he slid back and forth inside her for a few moments to let her get used to him, then he leaned over her to whisper. "I think we'll take our time shall we Shirley. I've got money that says that you can last a lot longer yet!" "I knew it!" Zynn gasped, "he's going to make her really beg for it now!" Alchemy wasn't so sure, "She looks knackered Zynn, won't she use the safe word soon to stop him?" "What 'safe' word?" "I thought all the bondage sessions had 'safe words' to stop the action?" "Don't be silly. It's in the girls' contracts. They have to go through the full scenario. I've got a schedule to meet. We can't have wimps stopping the show half way through!" Alchemy's eyebrows rose, but dropped again quickly as Zynn squeezed the bulge in his pants that she'd caressed now into a distinctly uncomfortable state. She was breathing quite deeply now as she removed Alchemy's hand from her breast. "Right young man, now that you've got me so worked up, I think that you ought to look after me properly... don't you?" "Me?" said Alchemy in surprise as she stood and turned towards him, "Zynn I... " He'd got his mouth open, but no further words came out as he watched her slip her hands inside the corset top and easy out her breasts. They were full and ripe, the dark nipples just asking to be nibbled. At least that was Alchemy's view! Then she straddled him on the chair, her legs wide enough to draw her panties tight over her sex, which he admired for a few seconds until he felt her hands at his waist, unbuckling his belt! "Hey...!" "Oh, shut up and get your lips on these," she laughed huskily as she slid forward on his legs and proffered a beautiful breast to him. Suddenly he realised that there were other people in the control room. He glanced round, but the other technicians were studiously ignoring them. Presumably they were used to the boss making out with one of her guests! There was another bell sound, and his eyes rested briefly on the monitor again over Zynn's shoulder. Evidently the gang leader had taken Shirley right to the brink, but then held her there, cleverly keeping her just this side of the chasm, making her wriggle and squirm under him as she tried ineffectively to make him finish her. And then, eventually, he'd taken pity and pistoned into her a few times, her cry this time loud enough to catch Zynn's attention. "Well at least somebody's getting fucked!" she snapped in annoyance as she struggled with his belt. He leaned forward and drew one of her nipples into his mouth, letting his tongue slide over it and caress it, feeling it harden and stretch. She gasped and then let out a cry of triumph as she opened up his pants. Her hands went straight in, caressing his hardness for a moment before drawing him out. She seemed happy enough with her capture as she drew it up impressively straight. He switched breasts and made her gasp again as he sucked and played with the other nipple. Then her hands were on his head, lifting it up. "Jesus Alchemy, can't wait for any more of that good stuff. I want you in me... now!" He hadn't expected her to be ready so fast, but her eyes were alive with excitement as he stared into them, and suddenly he wondered if he'd have time. He put one hand around her bum to hold her as the other squeezed between them and counted out the squares on the front of his suit jacket. The design looked something like the periodic table, but each box covered a pocket which contained one of his 'special' concoctions. Finally he found the right one, slipped his finger inside, felt the cool cream, and then quickly pulled it out, and reached down to run it slowly up the underside of his stiff cock. It stiffened even more in response, and just in time as Alchemy looked down and saw Zynn's fingers drag open the hip bows on her panties and almost rip the material out from between her legs, her eyes widening as she felt the material sliding up through her aroused slit. Then she'd eased right forward into him, her upper lips searching for his, her tongue straight into his mouth, challenging his to fight back. Her lower lips were spread as she pushed her pussy right up against his vertical pole, groaning at the back of her throat as she rubbed her clit hard up and down against it. She obviously didn't feel the need to compete against Shirley in the back-ground who was still being tantalised on the end of the gang leaders rampant cock. Zynn seemed to have lost interest in her production as she succumbed to her wanton desires and soon rubbing her clit against him wasn't enough and she lifted herself higher, letting the tip of his erection slide between her legs before sinking gratefully down and with a long sigh, letting him penetrate deep inside her own hot vagina. She stayed like that for a few minutes, savouring the feel of him filling her, before opening her eyes and looking deeply into his. Her voice was low, husky and ragged a she breathed deeply, "Jesus but you feel good Alchemy! If you do me good and well, I might give you a discount on the price I'm charging you for this job!" He smiled back into her eyes and gave a quick thrust of his hips upwards, forcing his rampant cock deeper into her. Her eyes closed for a moment as she felt the sudden hot surge radiate out from her pussy, before gasping, "Okay that's settled then, you definitely do get a discount!" Then she was off, riding him hard and fast! Her hips forcing herself up and down on his rigid pole, her head nestled in his shoulder, arms wrapped around him as she surrendered herself to the sweet feelings that were building remorselessly between her legs. She seemed to have good stamina as she settled into a steady rhythm, and Alchemy was distracted slightly from his own pleasure as she relentlessly fucked him. He could still see the monitor over Zynn's bucking shoulders. The gang leader had toyed with Shirley for quite some time, make her wait longer and longer for each energy sapping climax. Making them deeper and longer as she lost the will to resist. Then he seemed to realise that she was getting exhausted, her body flopping under him instead of quivering and immediately he began to piston away hard inside, his short, fast thrusts driving her quickly upwards until she cried out again as another long orgasm took her. This time it was her last though, as her tormentor let himself go as well, filling her for a third time with hot seed! Alchemy grunted as he felt Zynn getting more enthusiastic on him, but glanced at the monitor again. He was trying to see the O-Counter, but he couldn't quite make out the number. He could see that it was well into double figures though and for a fleeting moment hoped that 'Shirely' really had got her monies worth! But then he had to concentrate on the woman pumping away on his lap. Zynn had finally brought herself to the brink, gasping in his ear each time she dropped deliriously down on his throbbing cock.. But then she slowed! She was trying hard to stretch out that blissful moment when the orgasm would take her until finally she could hang on no longer and she cried out loudly as she sank right down on him and a long, deep climax finally took her as well. Alchemy enjoyed the enthusiastic way that she'd ridden him, and the delightful feeling of her convulsions gripping and releasing him. He'd closed his eyes to savour the moment, and hadn't noticed another figure approaching from behind and then dropping into the empty seat beside the coupling pair. "Oh typical isn't it! I go out and do all the dangerous work and you two just fuck each other's brains out back at base!" Madam Zynn had slumped down on him as the orgasm took her, but he still felt strong and big inside her. It was always good to know that his special salve was working well! He glanced sideways at the tall, well-built woman covered head to toe in her oyster coloured suit and grinned. "Hi Octopussy, did you deliver the message then?" "Oh yes, I certainly did!" she responded in evident satisfaction, "Catwoman's not going to miss it either!" 6. Friend or Foe? Batgirl couldn't quite understand what was happening. She felt as though she was being pulled upwards by some relentless force. But it was painful for some reason. Why was that? She concentrated on the source of the building discomfort, trying to narrow it down. It felt like her chest was being lifted upwards, and then her sleep addled brain finally worked out that it was her nipple that was hurting. Something was pulling and squeezing it! "Hey!" she gasped as her eyes flashed open. "Oh... " she added as she realised that she was looking straight into Catgirl's hard hazel eyes. Then she glanced down and saw that Catgirl really did have hold of one of her nipples, gripping it tightly between finger and thumb. She'd already pulled it high, making her breast lift into a kind of pyramid in response, and it was throbbing! Batgirl realised that she was flat on her back, still in Catgirl's bed, and Catgirl wasn't asleep anymore! Her naked figure was looming threateningly over her and as Batgirl automatically lifted her hand to rescue her trapped nipple, Catgirl quickly gripped the other one and pulled that one upwards too! "Uh, uh," she snapped nastily, "keep your hands to yourself Bat-Bitch!" Batgirl recognised her vulnerability and slowly eased her hands back to her side, breathing deeply as she tried to control the mixture of plain and pleasure now radiating from both of her taut, trapped buttons. She tried to reduce the pressure by using her shoulders to ease her chest upwards, but that didn't do any good as Catgirl simply pulled her throbbing nipples even higher! "Now what the hell do you think you're doing in MY bed you purple jezebel?!" Batgirl had to think fast. It had been a spur of the moment thing to come here. She'd been so tortured by the traumatic session with Batman that, in her mental exhaustion, she'd finally decided to take a risk. It was looking like a bad decision. Catgirl clearly hadn't forgiven her for taking up with Sister Allison at the hospital! It was so unfair. It wasn't as though she'd actually dropped Catgirl in favour of the older woman. Catgirl had just got the wrong end of the stick as usual and gone off in a huff. Surely she'd understand if she got a chance to explain? A sudden, sharp burst of electric signals from her nipples quickly grabbed Batgirl's attention though as Catgirl twisted and squeezed her imprisoned nipples harder. She clearly wanted an answer! Maybe if she came up with a story about wanting Catgirl's help with something she thought desperately? Maybe... maybe... But then all the emotional trauma finally got to her again and she felt her eyes fill, tears starting to dribble down her cheek, and suddenly the story of what had happened at Wayne Mansion with Batman came tumbling out. Everything! Every exciting detail until the moment of climax, the moment when he'd torn down the glorious new world that she'd just built for herself! Catgirl's expression gradually changed from one of hard anger, to surprise, to amazement and then, finally to concern. "The bastard!" she said with feeling. Batgirl was still dragging in great gulps of air, feeling such a sense of release that she'd finally been able to tell someone. She gasped as she realised that Catgirl had released her nipples sometime during her story and now they were just throbbing gently on top of her taut breasts. Catgirl's hands had miraculously appeared on her cheeks, wiping away the tears and caressing the side of her face. "Oh, you poor thing" she said softly as she bent down to put her lips gently on her forehead, gradually kissing her all over her face, making Batgirl sigh with relief... and pleasure! It felt wonderful. So nice in fact that her hands automatically lifted at last to caress Catgirl's breasts as they dangled above her own. She felt Catgirl stiffen slightly and sigh as Batgirl found her nipples and began to lightly rub them, feeling them stiffen instantly. Catgirl's breathing had deepened as well, and within seconds, her light, sensitive kisses had changed as she found Batgirl's lips and her tongue forced its way inside Batgirl's mouth at the start of a much longer, sensuous one. Batgirl gave an inner sigh as she felt her own body respond, the tingling of her nipples spreading to that sensitive spot between her legs as Catgirl eased down onto her, their young, taut breasts squashed together. 'Jesus, it's going to be alright after all!' she thought excitedly as she started to respond to her old lovers movements. Despite their constant fall-outs, the two young women were experienced lovers, familiar with each other's bodies, familiar with the way to touch and caress in just the right way to pleasure each other. After Catgirl finally pulled away from the molten kiss, she smiled as she pulled Batgirl's arms above her head, stretching her breasts as her fingers played briefly with a nipple. She smiled warmly into Batgirl's face as she whispered huskily, "Lie back and let me look after you... " her head quickly dropping down and Batgirl flinched as the playful fingers on her nipple were replaced by playful lips and tongue. Batgirl closed her eyes as she relaxed and let Catgirl work on her sensitive skin, lapping up the warm feelings that were now starting to flow around her lithe body, replacing all the old tension and stress. It really was amazing how quickly Catgirl's moods changed she thought. Only a couple of days ago, mortal enemies, and now back to being lovers again! And what a lover! Batgirl squirmed as she felt a hand slide down her flat belly, slip inside the front of her tight black thong, fingers immediately starting to explore her curly little bush before descending lower. This time Batgirl positively shuddered as the searching fingers slid over the lips of her slit, sliding up and down before delving deeper and hitting all Batgirl's most sensitive spots. She moaned in response as the sweet fire between her legs positively exploded into action. "Oh God, yes Holly... there... just there... ohhhhhh" 7. Two's Company, Three's... The bed rocked, and Batgirl, eyes still closed, wondered for a moment how she'd done that. She was in a dreamy state with Catgirl still busy suckling gently at her breasts, her fingers still casually exploring inside Batgirl's pants when another familiar, sleepy voice interrupted her train of thought. "Hey Holly, what's going on? After you kept me going so long last night, I thought we were going to sleep late today!" Batgirl's eyes flashed open wide just in time to see another face turn round towards her on the pillow behind Catgirl. His eyes were still looking a little bleary under the black, boyish hair until they recognised her and Dick Grayson's eyes opened as wide as hers. "Barbara! What are you doing here?" Then his eyes dropped lower as he watched Catgirl's head bobbing around on Batgirl's taut bosom. "Oh... " he smiled widely, "... well, I'm glad that you two have made up again at last...!" Batgirl took in his young, powerfully built frame as he propped himself up on one elbow. Despite her arousal, she was about to reply when Catgirl somewhat reluctantly released Batgirl's nipple and turned towards him. "Ah, might of know you'd wake up at the most inconvenient of times!" She was smiling when she said it though and Batgirl felt a pang of jealousy sweep through her as she saw his hand reach out and affectionately run his fingers through her hair. It really was beyond her how two such different personalities had come together and got on so well with each other! But she was glad all the same. Maybe some day it would be her turn to be so happy with someone. And they were willing to share after all! "So how come...?" questioned Robin again. "Poor old Batgirl needs some TLC Robin... " started Catgirl and before she could be stopped, she'd summarised the whole tale, including the unhappy ending. "No... really... WOW!... but surely he didn't mean it?!" It was typical of Robin to stand up for Batman, but as he saw the hardening expressions of both young women, he realised that the best policy just now was to keep quiet. "Oh, well... yeah... right... " Batgirl was still feeling so incredibly horny after being 'warmed up' by Catgirl that she couldn't resist a plea for more, raising an arm and half-heartedly pulling Catgirl back to her. Catgirl gave Robin a kind of "Well, what else could I do?" expression and started to turn, but Robin hadn't missed the fact that both of them were naked from the waist up and he was enjoying the sight! "I could always provide a bit of TLC as well you know," he said with some enthusiasm, "... you know I've always had a soft spot for Batgirl!" Catgirl gave him an old-fashioned look and quickly reached under the covers, slipping her hand inside his boxer shorts. "That 'soft spot' seems pretty hard to me!" she said sternly as she let her fingers run tantalisingly over his big erection. He gave her a sweet smile in return. Sometimes with Catgirl it was best to let her take the lead, and he knew that she knew what he wanted! She studied his eyes for a long few minutes, before turning to Batgirl who'd been watching the exchange with a puzzled, frustrated frown. "I think that he wants to give you his own version of TLC Batgirl," she said with small smile finally reappearing and lighting up her face, "... you know, the Thrust Like Crazy type... " A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wishes Pt. 01 Batgirl's eyes widened as she finally understood. Catgirl was actually offering the services of Robin, who'd always fancied Batgirl anyway. And it wasn't as if they hadn't made love as threesome before, and the thought of another man inside her rather than Batman was actually incredibly attractive all of a sudden. Especially Robin, who'd never felt like a threat to her. But even so, in front of Catgirl? She looked again into Catgirl's eye's, checking for some sort of catch, but there was still just concern, and a hint of resignation. That was enough! "God, yes!!" she gasped as she reached out for Robin. They all laughed as she pulled him into her arms, planting her lips on his. She felt Catgirl's hands down below grasping her thong and dragging it down her legs, and then they moved over to Robin and his shorts soon went the same way. She felt his big, hard erection pressed hard against her tummy and suddenly she seemed to go crazy. She just couldn't wait as she slid her hips under him, opened her legs wide and manoeuvred herself so that the tip of his rampant cock was just where it needed to be before wrapping her legs around his back and letting out a long low moan as he took the hint and eased himself into her oily wet vagina! He held back for just a second before pushing firmly into her and she gasped as she felt how big he was, how much he filled her, the electric response he triggered from inside her. Then he was moving, steadily. Too slow!! "Faster Robin, harder... deeper!" she wailed, just looking for that elusive release now as her body gradually tightened from within. He responded and she gasped again. This was just as good as Batman she thought triumphantly... maybe better! Her hips were rocking back and forward under him as she responded to his driving thrusts. Soon he really was going like crazy and Batgirl was loving every second of it. Then she felt something pushing between then over her chest and suddenly there was the heavenly feeling of Catgirl's lips on her nipples again! It was all too much and with a short sharp cry, she was sent bowling over the edge of a long, deep orgasm. It had come so quickly that she'd been taken by surprise. She was almost disappointed, but not when she realised that Robin and Catgirl were still working on her, still stimulating her, still fucking her! She knew not how long they all lasted before a second, even bigger, satisfying climax overwhelmed her, just as she felt Robin finally exploding deep inside her in sympathy and filling her with his hot juices. As Robin slowly withdrew and flopped down alongside her, Batgirl was only slowly coming round. She felt spent, but strangely elated. This had been just what she needed to expunge Batman from her thoughts. This was where she wanted to be with Catgirl laying on one side and Robin on the other, arms wrapped around each other. Bliss! Then she was brought straight back to Earth by a loud rapping noise on the bedroom door! 8. A Summons from Catwoman The three of them jumped at the sudden noise, and they looked at each other in alarm at the sound of a sinister voice from outside. "Catgirl! You in there?! Get moving, we've got a problem!" Just as the door was bursting open, Catgirl managed to grab the sheet and pull it up over them, pushing Batgirl down under the covers. "Oh good grief Catgirl, is HE here again?!" Catwoman snapped as she strode over to the bed, staring at Robin, her shiny black suit matching the tone of her voice, "haven't you got fed up with him yet?!" Robin pursed his lips but wisely didn't open them. "We've been through this before Catwoman," snapped Catgirl as she lifted herself up, bare breasts rising as she inhaled deeply, "I'll chose who I entertain in here!" Under the covers, Batgirl sucked in a deep breath of her own. She hadn't heard anyone talk like that to Catwoman before. At least not anyone still walking on two legs! She held her breath waiting for the response, but it never came. Instead she was shocked to feel strong, gloved hands slide under the covers and grab her ankles. Then she was yanked strongly downwards, sliding quickly down the bed on her bum, under the sheet until she finally shot out over the end of the bed and ended up in a naked heap on the floor! "Okay Catgirl," hissed Catwoman, "Robin I can almost accept because he's harmless, but I really draw the line at you letting Bat-Bitch into my headquarters... what's got into you?!!" "Hey!" protested Robin a little diffidently. "How did you know?" gasped Catgirl in surprise. Catwoman nodded at the pile of purple and yellow garments piled on the floor beside the bed. "It doesn't take much of a detective Catgirl," she snarled as she stepped back, her hand going to the nasty black, coiled bull-whip resting on her hip. "NO!" shouted Catgirl in alarm. Batgirl had finally had time to compose herself though and she jumped up, feet spread apart her weight low down as she took up a fighting stance, strong muscular thighs tightened and ready to spring. She knew that she wouldn't stand much chance, naked against that bull-whip, but she was ready to give it a go! "I broke in Catwoman, Catgirl had nothing to do with it! And don't think I'm scared of you, you black moggie! I'm ready for you!!" Catwoman's hand paused as she rested it on the whip, glaring at Batgirl, before her eyes rose to the ceiling. "My God, as if I don't have serious things to worry about! And what do you think you're going to do about it? You're leaking!" as she finished her eyes dropped to Batgirl's curly pussy. Batgirl couldn't help but look down and she was mortified to see the mixture of Robin's and her own juices trickling down one thigh. And by the time she'd recovered and looked up again, Catwoman was back at the door. "You've got ten minutes and I want to see you in my office Catgirl. And if those two are still around I'll set the Kittens on them!!" Then she stormed out, slamming the door behind her! Three faces were left staring at each other in shock. "Wow, she really does look upset this time!" said Robin as he climbed out of bed and dragged his shorts on, "Come on Batgirl, get dressed. We'd better get out of here." Batgirl wasn't quite so keen to go. She looked round at Catgirl, who was still looking shocked at the harsh exchange with the woman who'd looked after for all these years after picking the young tearaway up off the streets. Batgirl hated Catwoman for most things, but she knew how much Catgirl looked up to her. She crossed to the bed and hugged her, "It's my fault Catgirl. I always seem to set her off don't I? Don't worry about it." Her newly re-found best friend finally sighed, let Batgirl go and shrugged. "Well something's got her wound up, that's for sure. I'd better go see what she wants," she added as she started to pull on her own clothes. By now, Robin had dragged on his suit, and was eyeing the door nervously, "Come on Batgirl, let's get moving. I absolutely don't fancy being entertained by Catwoman's Kittens again. Last time they got hold of me my cock was sore for weeks afterwards!" The two young women smiled at each other and Batgirl quickly dressed as well. When they were all at the suite door and ready to go, they all hugged and kissed quickly. The threesome were back! "I'll meet you at your place later Batgirl," said Catgirl enthusiastically as they parted, "I don't think that it's too healthy for you round here!" 9. Two Deadly Enemies and a Businesswoman Alchemy was drinking a coffee, when Madame Zynn finally reappeared in the control room. It was more or less deserted now. The 'Shirley' show had finished hours ago and all the technical staff had packed up and left. Alchemy had been surprised at the end, after the live transmission had finished, at how tender the three big men had been in releasing their captive from her spread-eagled position across the desk. They'd gently untied her arms and legs, letting the exhausted woman slowly come round before easing her unsteadily onto her feet again. Another woman had appeared from nowhere with a warm, wet towel and whilst Shirley relaxed back into the leaders strong arms, she'd used it to soothe her sore looking breasts and pussy, wiping away the sweat from her aching muscles. After she'd finished, Shirley was looking stronger again and she wrapped herself in a soft looking robe. The three men hugged her and kissed her again, equally gently before dressing and leaving. Unbelievably, Alchemy was sure that Shirley was trying to prolong the last hug with the leader. Surely she couldn't be ready for more he thought in amazement! Zynn flopped down into the chair next to the one occupied by his oyster suited companion. "God knows how he does it Octpussy! I was trying so hard to make him come, but he just kept on going and going! I'm absolutely frigging shattered!!" Alchemy's smile widened. He'd spent a long time perfecting the many concoctions hidden in his suit and the one he'd used to 'enhance' his erection and stamina was one of his favourites. For all the right reasons! Not that either of his two partners in crime knew what he'd done, and he had no intention of stopping them ramping up his reputation in that department! "Mmmmm, well maybe I'll give you a go too when this is all over Alchemy, but now we've got to concentrate on the task in hand!" Alchemy glanced over at Octopussy and smiled. He had a feeling that that would be an experience not to be forgotten. She was a tall, powerfully built woman, with big, strong thighs and her shiny suit did little to disguise her substantial bosom. The suit was plain apart from a dark grey belt that ran round her waist, fastened by a round, bright red clasp. In the centre of the clasp was a grey caricature of a smiling octopus! The business end of her suit was behind her though, where a kind of back-pack was built into the suit from her shoulders downwards. It made her look a little misshapen, but it was the main source of her power and Alchemy knew to be wary of the tentacles that she could shoot out and inflict damage on her victims. He'd helped her design and make them! As if to demonstrate, one shot out now and smoothly slid under Alchemy's chair. "Hey, stop that!" he cried out in alarm as the tip of the tentacle appeared between his legs, slid up his thigh and began to rub up against his manhood. Octupussy's laugh was loud and long as he wriggled away to escape! He looked back at her with a frown. He was never quite sure about Octopussy's moods. He hated their common target in a kind of cold, logical way because of what had happened to his father. Octopussy though hated in a much deeper, more emotional way. Sometimes he thought that her experiences with Catwoman had left her completely deranged! Madame Zynn looked at the two of them warily. Her involvement was purely of the financial kind. Alchemy had promised to provide her with some sell-out shows for her Internet Channel, and after he'd explained his plans she'd readily agreed. It was a bit risky, but with some good marketing she was expecting to make a killing on this one! That reminded her of something, "I didn't mention anything about giving you a discount did I Alchemy? Sometimes, when I'm being shafted I say the strangest things!" "I think it got to about twenty percent by the time of your fifth orgasm Zynn" he replied nonchalantly. She laughed, "Now I know you're kidding... I never go above five!!" 10. An Unusual Way To Deliver a Message Catgirl paused outside the door to Catwoman's plush office. She'd got suited up in her slinky black and pink costume. The tight fitting material made her feel good, but she was still a little hesitant. She still didn't understand what had triggered the outburst earlier. It wasn't like Catwoman to lose it like that. She decided to knock and waited for Catwoman to answer before entering. Her mentor was pacing about behind the utilitarian metal desk, looking disturbed, distracted and distinctly annoyed. It didn't look promising! "Natasha's gone missing Catgirl. She didn't turn up for our morning ops briefing. It's not like her. She's been my most reliable Operations Chief for ages. I'm worried about her. Nobody's seen her since they got back in the early hours this morning." Catgirl was confused,"'... They?'" "Oh, she'd been out with some of the Kittens to that new Goth club in town last night. The Kittens swear that she was alright when they all got back. Most of them continued to party as usual, but Natasha said that she'd go to bed early to be ready for our morning meeting. Now she's just disappeared. Nobody knows where she is and we've turned the place upside down!" Catwoman paused, an idea surfacing as her penetrating steel blue eyes bored into Catgirl, "... she didn't join you in your room did she?... " But then, as Catgirl's eyebrows rose in surprise, Catwoman pursed her lips before continuing,"... no, no she wouldn't... at least not with Robin and that purple suited horror already in your bed!" Catgirl's mouth opened to reply, but she decided to stay quiet. She'd had plenty of romps in her bed with Natasha, and it wasn't a big surprise that Catwoman probably knew about them, but she really didn't want to get her back onto the subject of Batgirl again! Having run out of steam, Catwoman finally slumped down into her big, executive chair, leaned back and dropped her black booted feet onto the desk, looked back at her young side-kick, saw the confusion on her face and her voice mellowed. "Sorry Holly. I know it's not your fault... I'm really worried about her though. Something's going on. There are whispers on the streets. Nothing specific, but they seem to imply a threat of some kind!" Catgirl was relieved at the softer words and switched her sharp mind to the problem in hand. "You have checked your private conference room I suppose?" she asked, more just to contribute than in expectation of success. Surely they'd already looked there? Catwoman looked at the side door and the widows down one side of her office. The window blinds were shut so you couldn't see into it. Her response was slow and thoughtful, "Well no, I don't think we have. No one can get in here but me so it never... " Then she jumped up, pulled out a grey remote from a desk drawer and hit a button. Both of them heard the click of the side door unlocking. "She can't be... " Catwoman said slowly as they went over and pulled open the door. Yes she could! Catgirl stopped in amazement at the sight that greeted them as Catwoman switched on the light. The room was fairly long, but narrow, dominated by a big wooden table and surrounded by soft chairs to seat ten people. On the table, at it's very centre was Natasha. She was staring back at them. Her eyes, despite looking weary, were as fiery as ever. She looked like she was desperate to say something, but that was clearly difficult given the tight red ball gag that filled her straining mouth! She wasn't moving much either. Largely because she'd been hog tied! Her arms had been drawn painfully underneath her and fastened to her ankles which had been pulled back under her bulging buttocks. Her knees strained outwards and her hips thrust up high in the air. She was balanced precariously on her shoulders and at first Catgirl wondered why she hadn't fallen sideways into a more comfortable position. Then she realised the problem. The bound woman was chained to the ceiling! She was still wearing the stylish black trouser suit and white blouse that she must have gone to the club in. It wasn't all quite in the right places though. Her jacket had been pushed back over her shoulders and the white blouse ripped open and hanging in tatters next to it. The lacy cream bra that usually looked after her pert 34B bust was also failing in its duty, wrapped now up around Natasha's neck. Her flared trousers were rumpled, down below her knees and the bra matching, dainty cream panties were stretched wide. Not around her hips either, but around her knees, leaving her trimmed, naked pussy thrust high in the air for all to see! And that's where the chains came in. Small, and silvery, the end was tied to a smoke alarm in the ceiling. It came down to a ring about half way to poor Natasha's straining midriff and then split off into three taut, smaller chains that stretched down to two fierce looking clamps that were pulling at Natasha's dark pink nipples. The third strand aimed straight for her pussy and disappeared into her dark, oily slit. Catgirl instantly had a pretty good idea what that was connected to! The way that Natasha's half naked body had been trussed up was clearly designed to inflict maximum discomfort, and also to ensure that any movement would trigger a swift response from her nipples and clit. Catgirl's pussy almost flinched in sympathy as she wondered for a fleeting second just what it must feel like! "Oh my God, Natasha!" cried out Catwoman, as they moved forward quickly after their initial shock to attend to their comrade. Catgirl quickly got her fingers round her head searching to unfasten the ball-gag. Catwoman meanwhile had set about releasing the clamps holding her upright, just as Natasha's face started to shake in horror, her eyes almost crossing as the ball gag finally came away. "No Catwoman... no... .noooooooooooooooooo... Oh my God!... ahhhhhhhhhhh!!" Catgirl was cradling Natasha's sweat covered head as felt the orgasm surge relentlessly through her friend's strained body. The combined effect of blood rushing back into her stretched nipples and clit had hit her so hard that she'd gone straight over the edge, tired as she undoubtedly appeared to be! Catgirl cradled her head for a little longer as her breathing gradually returned to normal. Catwoman was cursing as she reached down to the ropes binding her wrists and ankles, but Natasha was shaking her head and looking pleadingly at Catgirl, "No, Catgirl, please, get IT out first! It's been driving me mad all night!!" Catgirl was a little nonplussed at first but then something about Natasha's dark, puffy slit caught her attention. There was definitely something there that shouldn't have been! She moved between her splayed out legs, carefully eased aside her nether lips and saw a small circular tube just peeping out of her juicy pink opening. Her eyes widened and she saw Natasha's hips tense as she carefully teased out the hollow tube a little before slowly drawing it fully out. It was covered liberally in her inner juices and slid out quite easily, to an accompanying long, drawn out sigh as Natasha felt her vagina finally give up its little secret. Catgirl carefully held up the eight inch tube as, now that it was unconstrained, it began to unfold magically in her hands, and then her eyebrows really rose as she realised that it was a type of flexible, waterproof plastic sheet used to write messages on! She passed it to Catwoman. "SOMEBODY's going to pay dearly for this!!" snapped Catwoman harshly after glancing at the paper before throwing it irritably onto the table and concentrating on pulling off the last of Natasha's bindings and holding her tenderly in her strong arms as she slowly stretched her friend out and released the tension in those aching muscles. 11. Handling A Threat Later, after poor Natasha had had time to wash and shower, the three of them convened back in the conference room for a council of war. "So Natasha, you've no idea who attacked you?" asked Catwoman again, leaning forward from the head of the table. "Not a clue," replied Natasha angrily, resplendent now in a short terry night robe, "I'd just opened my bedroom door and suddenly the lights went out - literally! Next thing I knew, I was trussed up on the conference table like a turkey. I'm absolutely... " She struggled to get the words out. A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wishes Pt. 01 "Fuming?" suggested Catgirl. "No... shattered and frustrated... " she sighed, "... well fuming as well of course! I just don't understand how I could be overcome so easily. It's embarrassing!!" She stared at the rolled up 'paper' on the desk with a look of hatred, "And having that THING stuck up my snatch the whole time was so, so weird. I mean, I'm not exactly unfamiliar with dildos I'm sure you'll agree... " she looked up and Catgirl nodded her agreement. She'd have said that Natasha was a master of the type! "... I mean I can handle them pretty well without getting too aroused if I want to, but for some reason that THING just kept on firing me up all bloody night! God knows how many orgasms I had in the end!!" Catgirl wasn't sure whether to look sympathetic or not. After all, Natasha wouldn't normally complain about that sort of thing! She looked at the roll of plastic more carefully though. It seemed to be giving off the faintest of a yellow glow. Natasha was right, it looked distinctly... weird! Catwoman interrupted her train of thought though, business-like as usual. "Okay Natasha, so you didn't see anything, there's no sign of a break in and the security cameras didn't pick anything up... " she stopped and her eyebrows seemed to narrow under the black cowl as she switched her gaze, "... except of course Batgirl... heading for your bed Catgirl!" "Wow, Batgirl is here?" said Natasha in surprise. "Not now! I've thrown her out!" said Catwoman harshly. Catgirl was on the defensive again, worried about the implications of that last remark, "She wouldn't Catwoman... and anyway... she was in bed with me... " Natasha looked at Catgirl speculatively, "You know, it's only a few days ago that we gave her a really big going over Catgirl. Your idea remember?! And I bet she's guessed who did it by now... she'd have motive... and if you were asleep at the time... " Catwoman was nodding, but before she could speak, Catgirl jumped in, "No, no, she really wouldn't... she came to me because she was an emotional wreck. It was all Batman's fault!" And she went on to describe what had happened at Wayne Mansion the day before. She knew that it was a mistake as soon as she'd finished. Catwoman had had a dubious expression on her face at the start, but as the story progressed she'd moved on to surprise, amazement, anger and then, finally, a look of triumph! She literally roared with laughter, and even Natasha, after all that she'd been through, had broken out in a wide grin! "So," gasped Catwoman eventually in between little chuckles, "... after you'd abused her for the umpteenth time she went back to Batman, finally seduced him after all these years of trying and when he came inside her, it was MY name he shouted out!! Oh that's rich... " she laughed before adding nastily,"... and just what Bat Bitch deserves... she should know by now. Batman's mine... whenever I want him!!" Catgirl pursed her lips. She loved Catwoman dearly, but sometimes her lack of empathy with others frustrated her, ""Whatever!" she snapped angrily, "I still say it wasn't her that did this... she wasn't capable of planning anything like this the way that she was feeling!" Catwoman's eyebrows rose at this spirited response, "Mmmm Catgirl, so you really are back together again are you?... You're mad you know, that girl is an emotional time bomb!... Still, if it wasn't Bat Bitch, then we've got a serious problem on our hands... read me that message again Natasha." Natasha picked up the plastic sheet gingerly before reading the chilling words, written in big, black capital letters. CATWOMAN AND YOUR FELLOW GOTHAM SO-CALLED SUPER-HEROINES - YOUR DAYS ARE NUMBERED! - YOU'RE GOING TO PAY FOR ALL OF YOUR PAST SINS - WE'LL BE TAKING YOU DOWN SOON - STRAIGHT INTO THE GROUND!! As she looked up, Catgirl could see a trace of smile spread across Natasha's lips. "Well, it looks like we've really upset somebody now! I wonder who it could be?" Catgirl's eyes switched to Catwoman's and she could read what she was thinking. It was going to be a long, long list of suspects! To Be Continued... A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wishes Pt. 02 ((Authors Note - Please note that this is adult fiction, so only read further if you qualify! This is the second part of three covering Batgirl's experiences after the 'Wins' series. As before, it's best read after Part 1, but just as a quick summary... Batgirl has just about recovered from her traumatic experience with Batman (see Batgirl Wins), and has surprisingly been reconciled with Catgirl again, just as danger threatens from another quarter when Catwoman receives a dire threat from a mysterious threesome. Catwoman is not impressed and sends out her Kittens to find out who they are. Meanwhile Batgirl and Catgirl tread warily around their new relationship, whilst Batman still doesn't know what he's done to cause such a negative reaction! I hope you enjoy, and please comment and/or vote. I love to hear from you ... Duke )) ***** Index: 12. Batgirl Makes A Hospital Visit 13. Dissention in Catwoman's Ranks 14. Sister Allison, Up Front and Personal! 15. Librarian under Surveillance 16. Just Another Morning 17. A Surprise Visitor 18. The Plan Unfolds 19. Getting To Know Each Other 20. The 'Plan' Must Go On 21. Batman Intervenes! 22. Unexpected 'Friends' 23. Roman Lessons! 24. Tabitha's Torment 25. Multiple Climaxes ... and Catwoman's Promise! ----------------- 12. Batgirl Makes A Hospital Visit Batgirl had spent quite a while after breakfast trying to decide whether to go suited-up or not. She'd wanted to surprise her newest lover at work, impatient to see her after so many days, and after so much had happened! In the end though she'd settled for caution. The sight of her bright purple and yellow costume really would have attracted too much attention, and she wanted to be able to slip away somewhere with her if at all possible. She'd been dreaming of what they would do to each other and she was already feeling the tingling sense of anticipation starting to throb between her legs! She stopped outside the main entrance to the Gotham City Hospital and glanced at herself in the plate glass side windows. Was she too dowdy as plain young Barbara Gordon? It was a difficult path to tread sometimes. She had a glorious figure, tall, slim and full of sensuous curves, but in order to hide her identity, she had to wear clothes expected of a young, demur librarian. Especially as she was due on duty at lunchtime! She turned sideways to get a better look. Her rust coloured skirt sat high on her hips, emphasising her slim waist and the hem settled down conservatively just about on her knee. Its advantage though from Batgirl's perspective was that it was tight! It had a longish slit up the back to give her freedom of movement, but it sat closely around her hips and showed off her rounded buttocks nicely. Above the matching belt, she'd decided on a loose, white chemise that hinted at her beautiful breasts rather than flaunting them, the material just shear enough to show the outlines of the lacy bra underneath. It wasn't exactly her ideal 'librarian' look, but she'd brought a cardigan in her bag to slip on over it when she went to work. And, from Batgirl's perspective, it had the big advantage of being loose enough to let in searching hands without having to mess around with buttons! She looked around. It was busy, lots of people heading in and out. Some urgent, maybe late for appointments, some slow and deliberate, maybe after receiving bad news of some kind. She saw a policeman standing just inside the door, and security cameras were everywhere. The sight of the police guard made her think of Batman for some reason. Her expression hardened. It had been nearly a week since the 'Incident' at Wayne Mansion. She scowled at the recollection, still finding it difficult to handle the turbulent emotions that the memories triggered. She would never forgive him of course. Okay, maybe she'd thrown herself at him, maybe she'd been chasing him too blatantly, but she'd finally got him into her bed. It should have been the best moment of her young life. The sex certainly had been! But for him to cry out another woman's name whilst climaxing inside her had been too much. Especially THAT woman's name!! Robin had finally persuaded her to return one of Batman's increasingly desperate calls a couple of days ago. She'd been pleased with her self control. Cold and succinct. She'd told him that she'd do her duty as part of the crime fighting threesome, but outside of that she didn't want anything more to do with him! He'd made some desperate comments about not understanding her, not knowing what he'd done but she'd cut him off. I mean, how could he be so dim! But she brightened up as she thought that at least it had led to her latest reconciliation with Catgirl, and she'd done her level best to make Batgirl forget about him, spending a large part of the week at Batgirl's apartment, and most of it between Batgirl's sheets! The thought made her pussy throb even harder. She really did need to get inside she thought as she started towards the big revolving door. After all, Catgirl was one of the reasons that she needed to see Sister Allison again. She climbed the stairs rather than using the lift to get to the third floor. It was part of her new fitness regime. Every little helped, and it also meant that she avoided the possibility of being trapped by some low-life. She may still be a young woman, but as Batgirl, she'd had time to make plenty of enemies! When she reached the ward, she suddenly realised that her heart was beating much harder than it needed to after climbing just three flights of steps! What would Sister Allison say when she suddenly appeared out of the blue? Maybe she needed to reconsider the 'surprise' element? It had been Catgirl's idea after all, and she wasn't always the best judge of people's feelings! It made her wonder about Catgirl again. For some reason, she'd seemed a little distracted the last couple of days. It was as if there was something she needed to say, but couldn't for some reason. Or wouldn't anyway. Her eyebrows narrowed as she pushed open the ward doors. Catgirl was almost as difficult to understand as me she joked to herself! But then she stopped dead. A group of nurses were gathered around the ward desk station, and one of them had turned to face her. She was a little older than the rest, but by far the most beautiful in Batgirl's eyes. She held her breath as she waited for Sister Allison's reaction! 13. Dissention in Catwoman's Ranks "So, to sum up," said Natasha, Chief Operations Officer in Catwoman's organisation and 'Head Kitten', "we've redoubled all our security inside our HQ. We've added extra CCTV cameras and motion sensors, employed additional civilian security guards and all our staff are on high alert ... twenty four hours a day. The Kittens are out in Gotham in groups of three, chasing up leads from informants and patrolling those areas where threat analysis has shown up possibilities." She paused to look at her two companions in the conference room, giving a distasteful glance at the table top where she'd recently been found hog-tied, half naked and with a very uncomfortable message shoved up her fanny. The shiny black-suited figure of the 'boss', Catwoman, was lounging back in her chair, looking only half-interested. Next to her Catgirl sat attentively forward, her arms resting on a leather note-pad, pen in hand, ready to take notes. Her black suit with the pink flecks didn't quite have the same sinister effect of Catwoman's, but at least the sharply upright pink ears of her cowl looked as though they were taking notice thought Natasha! "So far to no avail though. Nobody out there seems to know a thing," finished Natasha disappointedly as she too leaned back. Catgirl glanced up, met her eyes briefly and then let them wander down. She really did wish that Natasha would stop tantalising her like this! She was wearing a dark green trouser suit which would have been considered conservative had it not been for the way that the jacket buttoned low down , below her navel, and she'd decided that a shirt, or blouse wasn't necessary! Her two perky breasts were on display and only half enclosed in a lime green and cream push-up bra! It was typical Kitten behaviour!! It was nearly a week since the threat on Catwoman and her associates had been delivered in such a very personal way. Natasha still couldn't believe that she'd been overcome so easily, especially in their own building and they still didn't have a clue who'd been responsible! Catwoman finally lifted herself up in her seat, using her hand to adjust the evil, black leather bull-whip coiled at her waist. "Okay Natasha. Looks like we're going to have to be patient. We've all racked our brains to identify potential enemies, but none seem to be likely candidates this time ... " she paused and looked up reflectively ... . longer list than I'd expected though..." before adding with a deep chuckle, "...I guess we've upset quite a few people over the years!" "Okay, that's all we can do for now..." summarised Catwoman decisively as she started to rise before adding almost as an afterthought and certainly not expecting anyone to respond, " ... any other business?" She'd gotten to her feet when a determined voice stopped her in her tracks. "Batgirl," said Catgirl. "Batgirl what?" "We've got to tell her!" "No we haven't, she's not part of our gang. Even if you've suddenly got lovey-dovey with her yet again! And you know how I feel about that!!" " Catwoman! That message threatened to kill you and 'ALL of Gotham's Superheroines', we've got to warn her!" Catgirl had started calmly but was starting to get annoyed. Natasha's eyebrows rose as the exchange got more heated. She was wondering if anyone would notice if she slipped out of the room! Catwoman took a deep breath, "I'd hardly call Bat-Bitch 'superheroine' material Catgirl!!" "She's as 'super' as the rest of us!" "And if we tell her, she'll just blab to Batman and I absolutely don't want him getting involved. I don't know who's behind this yet but when I do I'll be dishing out my own justice!" This came out as a low, hissing threat that sent a shiver up Natasha's spine. "So I don't want any wishy-washy Batman 'Political Correctness' stuff getting in the way!" she added more slowly. Catgirl too paused for a moment, before continuing more patiently "Look Catwoman, I'll tell her to keep it between us. She'll do as I ask, honestly, and anyway, she's not talking to Batman after ...well after you know what!" Amazingly Catwoman's expression lightened and then a smile slowly spread over her face. Natasha was surprised, she hadn't realised that Catgirl knew how to press her mentor's buttons so well! "Okay...okay Catgirl..." Catwoman finally said slowly, " ...you can tell her ... but I'm relying on you to keep her out of the way. I don't want that bundle of mixed up emotions interfering either!!" 14. Sister Allison, Up Front and Personal! Batgirl's heart was thumping so hard in her chest that she thought it was about to explode. She watched Sister Allison twist the key in the door and waited in suspense for her to turn back to her. She'd not said a word so far. Was she so angry after all? Had Batgirl misread her expression? She'd said something to her staff before taking Batgirl's arm and almost marching her down a couple of short corridors and into this empty, private room. Then everything was all right! Sister Allison turned to meet Batgirl's uncertain gaze, smiled and practically pulled her into her arms, her lips quickly finding Batgirl's as she embarked on a long, sensuous kiss. Her hands were running through Batgirl's hair, caressing her head as she pressed herself boldly into Batgirl's welcoming body, grinding their pussy's together. It was so sudden and erotic that it almost took Batgirl's breath away and ignited a positive avalanche of warm signals from between her legs. Eventually they had to part a little. They had to breath! Sister Allison kept her arms wrapped around Batgirl, holding their faces close together as their eyes met and they shared the warm, urgent feelings that were cascading around their bodies. "Oh Barbara," she gasped eventually, "I've been so worried about you! I was so happy to be with you in our little love nest, but then, when we were gassed unconscious, and you were taken from me , I...I ... I didn't know what to do! I was absolutely beside myself until you texted me that you were alright. Who could have possibly done that to us?!" Batgirl suddenly realised how much had happened since their last little love tryst in the hospital had been so rudely interrupted. She had a pretty good idea who by, but she'd decided not to share that suspicion just now. It wouldn't have helped with the favour that she needed to ask. "Oh I'm alright," she laughed as she let her hand slide down the Sister's uniform back until it felt the swelling of her buttocks, "It takes more than a little distraction like that to upset me!" she added with an air of confidence that she didn't entirely feel. After she'd been captured, she'd been subjected to a day of sexual persecution that had left her feeling distinctly second-hand! "And you Katy. You poor thing. I can't believe that they left you lying on the bed with a blue dildo stuffed up your fanny!" "It did feel a bit strange after I woke up. I was disorientated at first. I thought that you must have grown big fingers!" They both laughed, but not for long. They leaned into each other again to reignite that molten kiss. Sister Allison's hands quickly got to work, massaging Batgirl's breasts through her chemise for a few minutes before dragging it out from under her belt, sliding inside and working on them again, making her nipples stiffen hard inside her bra! Batgirl's hand slid further down the uniform, slipped under the hem and dragged itself smoothly upwards along her stockinged thigh, until she met the stocking tops and felt the hard shape of a suspender. "Katy!" gasped Batgirl, pulling back in surprise, staring into eyes that had gone mischievously warm. "I've been wearing them since the last time Barbara. I was hoping you'd turn up eventually!" She let her hand trace the outline of the suspender, following it upwards, feeling the Sister's body tense as her fingers neared their goal. Then they were there, sliding over the smooth material of tight panties and cupping her hot mound. Sister Allison gasped at the longed for contact, her legs almost buckling as she luxuriated in the warm response of her body to the wandering fingertips. She endured it for just a few minutes before a disappointed Batgirl felt her pull away completely. She was breathing hard though, and obviously had plans! She went over to a grey curtain and dragged it back. Batgirl's eyes widened. Sister Allison was definitely back in charge! "Over here Barbara, now!" she instructed masterfully, indicating the hospital bed with a wide grin, " ... and it's about time we lost some of these clothes!" Sitting on the bed, Batgirl had her chemise up and over her head in seconds, her hands slipped open the belt just as quickly and were at her hip, sliding down the zipper on her skirt. That was all automatic though as her eyes were fixed on Sister Allison as she disrobed in front of her. The big blue belt was quickly off and she'd fumbled the top buttons on her white uniform as she almost dragged them open down to her waist. Then she was pushing it down over her hips and with a little shimmy it had floated down into a white pile around her feet. Batgirl drew in a breath of admiration as she sucked in the vision in front of her. Her little white cap still demurely adorned her short, ginger hair, but below that she looked like a strip artist! Her full breasts were trapped inside a tight pink bra, the thin, smooth material of her matching bikini briefs was drawn tightly over her mound and Batgirl could make out the dark, triangular hint of her red pussy. Her lips suddenly felt dry and she drew the tip of her tongue across her lips as she noted the way that her fancy pink and white suspender belt gripped the older woman's hips and the long suspenders sneaking under her panties to grab hold of the tan stockings beneath. God, but she looked so, so desirable! Batgirl was quick to stand up though and shrug off her own skirt, and the white waist slip underneath, but as soon as she'd stepped out from them, Sister Allison was back in her arms. "Oh my Barbara, but I need you!" she gasped urgently. "Katy, yes ...mmmmmmmm" was as far as Batgirl got before their lips met again and they fell together on the soft bed, arms and legs intertwined as they rolled together, pressing as much of their hot, bare skin together as possible. Batgirl felt fingers at her back and suddenly her bra was loose, she did the same for Sister Allison and their bare breasts were touching, rubbing over each other, their hard, erect nipples tracing a little dance across their super-sensitive orbs! It was fantastic!! Finally, Batgirl pulled her lips away. She was lying on top, and looked deep into her lover's lust filled eyes. "Me first," she grinned as she slowly licked her way downwards, tending to each of Sister Allison's tingling breasts and nipples on the way. "Oh my God, yes Barbara," sighed her lover as those lips finally reached the moist dark slit beneath that curly red triangle. Batgirl spread apart Sister Allison's legs as she let her lips and tongue go to work, sliding over the puffy labia lips, delving deeper and deeper in between, alternating between sucking and tongue flicking, savouring the sweet, earthy taste of her juices. She was determined to bring her victim to the boil as quickly as she could! Sister Allison's soft cries, murmurs and little squeals gradually increased in intensity and frequency as the fire between her legs that Batgirl was stoking went out of control. Her body was writhing under her tormentor's hands and soon Batgirl knew that her favourite nurse was close to peaking, so she let the fingers that had been caressing her inner thighs slide up to the edge of her pink hole. Sister Allison stiffened as she felt them pressing at her inner entrance, but Batgirl waited, letting them slide around the outer ring until she heard the cries get more and more urgent, more and more insistent that she "needed to come!!" before finally letting two fingers push open her tight muscles and slide inside her. That, and a bit more tongue flicking of her swollen clit, quickly sent Sister Allison spiralling over the edge as she climaxed, accompanied by a long drown out moan! Batgirl looked up from between Sister Allison's splayed out legs and grinned as she watched her lover's face dissolve into post orgasmic happiness, her eyes unseeing as she stared at the ceiling as her body slowly, ever so slowly, came back down from that delicious orbit! Later, after Sister Allison had taken Batgirl into space too, they lay together for a while, not speaking, just enjoying the closeness, feeling sated. To say how recent a convert Sister Allison was to a girl/girl relationship, Batgirl was amazed at how quickly she was picking up the tricks! She felt as though she could still feel that long, snake-like tongue tantalising her own clit and then sliding deep inside her, exploring her throbbing cavern. She shivered as she remembered the hot, electric feelings Sister Allison had generated inside her. God, but they had to do this again. Soon!! But then Sister Allison looked at her watch and sat up, swinging her legs over the bed's side. "I'm really going to have to go Barbara. I don't want to...God, but I don't want to! ... but there's a ward conference in about five minutes and if I'm not there, tongues will start to wag!" A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wishes Pt. 02 Batgirl shivered slightly at the thoughts that the mention of 'tongue' just triggered, but sat up next to her and smiled. "I know ... and I'm due at the Library soon as well. Oh well, I'm sure we can fix up another session soon... can't we...?!" The gleam and lust that twinkled in Sister Allison's eyes were answer enough! As they were dressing though, Batgirl finally got round to the other reason for her visit. "Oh Katy, do you remember Holly Robinson? That young woman who was always pestering me when I was convalescing from my 'motor accident'?" "Yes, impudent little imp as I recall, but clearly a good friend of yours...?" "Well, actually she's more than just a friend sometimes and ..." As Batgirl continued to explain and outline a plan that she'd been developing, Sister Allison's eyes widened and her mouth opened in silent surprise. Eventually, after Batgirl had finished, she took some time responding. "Well, there's an interesting thing! 'Catgirl' you say. Well I never. So I actually knew both Batgirl and Catgirl at the same time before we got together. And you think Catgirl actually fancies me as well, and that she was the one ...mmmmmmmmmm." Finally, she seemed to nod to herself before saying as they walked into the corridor together, "Alright, it's a bit weird, but I'll think about it Batgirl... it does sound like a delicious idea though I must admit!" 15. Librarian under Surveillance Alchemy had positioned himself at a table where he could watch the comings and goings at the librarian's admin area. He'd gotten himself an impressive pile of advanced chemistry related journals and was idly leafing through them whilst he waited. Some of the articles were of passing interest, but for the most part they bored him. It was re-assuring in some ways that he already knew most of the content covered in them! He was excited though. Well, maybe not excited exactly, but filled with anticipation at least. This was only a secondary reason for being in Gotham, but now that he was here, waiting impatiently, he couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation. Would it be her? He'd spent a lot of time trying to track down the girl that he'd met briefly whilst studying a few years ago at Gotham University, but he'd had so little to go on. It had been such a brief affair, but so incredibly thrilling and intoxicating that he'd not been able to forget her, even after all these years. And he wasn't even sure if he'd got the name right! And it had been that blasted Catwoman to blame for their separation! His brows narrowed as he remembered the way that the black suited bitch and Catgirl had interrupted his love-making with his new friend one day, knocked him unconscious when he'd protested and helped his father despatch him to the other side of the country. Okay, the R&D facilities at his disposal there had eventually distracted him, but he wasn't going to forgive that black bitch. Never! The thought made him wonder briefly about the motivations of his partners in this 'Revenge' plot. Madame Zynn, was easy. Money! Once he'd approached her and told her about his plans for Catwoman, she'd seen the business angle and was in! Octopussy however was a different matter. Her motivation was pure unadulterated hatred! It was so intense that it sometimes unsettled Alchemy when she discussed how she intended, in minute detail, to finish 'Catwoman and her cronies' for good! He knew that she'd once been part of Catwoman's organisation but, although he didn't know the details, the parting had evidently been abrupt, and extremely painful for Octopussy. There'd be no mercy from that quarter! And Alchemy? He reflected on his own reasons for being here. His was a calm, measured form of hate. It enabled him to plan and direct the others even though he was the youngest. His reason to kill Catwoman wasn't just because she'd split him up from a beautiful girlfriend, although that now seemed to be suddenly reason enough! No, it was because she'd killed his father!! It had taken quite a while since that painful message had come through to get ready, to put everything in place, to get his allies. But now he was about to exact his revenge on all those that had been there, in the warehouse, that dark and stormy night! (See 'A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Vexed') And it had been one of these allies that had finally put together the pieces of the puzzle he'd been building so long. Madame Zynn had used her vast array of contacts to suggest the probable target of his long search! He switched his gaze impatiently back to the doorway. Where was she?! He'd already asked for her at the desk earlier and had been disappointed to find out that she didn't start until lunchtime. But at least she was working today! So he'd settled back to wait. And hope! Then there was movement at the doorway as a young woman came in carrying a small leather briefcase. He sat up instantly. It could be her he thought, but her face was covered by a pair of big round sunglasses, her light brown hair flowing behind her as she walked briskly to the desk. That was the moment that he was sure! Her long, dark skirt and white chemise top made her look elegant rather than beautiful, and even though she was conservatively dressed he saw heads turn as she walked past. But it was the walk that was the clincher! So purposeful and determined, and when she slipped off her glasses then he really did know. It really was her, after all this time! Suddenly, despite his renowned self control he found his heart racing as he watched her greet some people and take a seat behind a nondescript looking metal desk. She settled into her chair and casually scanned the room. For a second he cringed back, wondering if she'd recognise him, but he needn't have worried. He was just one of a sea of faces in the big reading room. No, the initiative was with him! It was strange. He felt like a school-kid all of a sudden wondering if he could ask the sexiest girl in class to go on a date. He smiled to himself, still elated at discovering her after all this time. But he wasn't a school-kid and he WAS going to see his missing girl-friend after all. He stood up, ready to walk over and see if she remembered him, just as he was distracted by the entry of another young woman who positively stormed through the doors and headed for the admin area like a tornado. This time even more heads turned. Now she too was a sexy looking young lady, and she was showing it! Her tight white tee shirt displayed a pair of modest, but firm looking breasts because she clearly hadn't bothered with a bra, as the sharp points at the peak of each bulge highlighted. Her tatty light blue jeans had to be a designer label, frayed in just the right places, and wrapped tightly like a glove around her strong thighs and extremely distracting behind. He smiled, then frowned slightly. There was something about her that suddenly seemed vaguely familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. Then he got an even bigger surprise when she went up to the admin area, walked through the wooden half barrier, and nestled herself on the edge of his 'girlfriend's' desk! They conversed quietly for a few minutes and then the girl in the white chemise stood angrily up and almost dragged the other girl to the back of the admin area where they disappeared into an office! He was left a little open-mouthed. What should he do? He considered sitting down and waiting again, but he'd had enough of that and there was work to be done back at their base. And, despite his sudden enthusiasm, he didn't need to see her now. Amongst the other things he'd found out about Barbara Gordon was where she lived. He headed for the door. After this long he could wait a little longer, he'd pay her a home visit the next day. -----****-------- In the meeting room, things were not going quite so smoothly! "What! You mean that you got the threat days ago and you're only just telling me!" stormed an irate Batgirl. "Look it wasn't aimed specifically at you Barbara, it was more a threat for Catwoman..." said Catgirl quietly, trying to placate her volatile young friend," ... and Catwoman didn't want anyone else to know... I've been pleading with her to let me tell you for days now." "Oh, so Catwoman of all people gets to decide who's a threat to me then?!" went on Batgirl unimpressed as she looked again at a copy of the note that Natasha had delivered so personally. "And I'm just as much a 'superheroine' as you Catgirl!!" Catgirl decided to let Batgirl finish blowing off steam, and listened to the tirade for another five minutes before Batgirl finally settled into a chair and sat back. "So, what are we doing about it?" she sighed eventually "Catwomans got it all under control Batgirl. We've got Kitten patrols out and just about the whole Gotham underworld is searching for them. She's sure we'll know who they are soon, and in the mean-time we just need to be a bit more alert that's all." "Mmmmm, really? So Catwoman's going to protect me? A likely story. Why don't we get the police onto it? Maybe even Batman?" "I thought you weren't speaking to Batman?!" "I'm not! Definitely not!!But it doesn't have to be me that tells him. He may be a big, over-rated lunk, but he can be useful at times!" "Uh, uh, Catwoman says she wants to deal with this on her own. It's personal... You mustn't tell Batman, Batgirl ...or the police. Promise me!" Batgirl, leaned back in her chair and let out a long sigh, "Oh alright Catgirl, but I'm actually more worried about you. If they attack, it looks like it'll be at your place." "We're ready for anything there Batgirl, honestly," she said before plonking her shapely bottom on Batgirl's lap, "...and anyway, I thought I might stay over at your place tonight. I've a few ideas for after dinner entertainment..." Batgirl smiled. She had a pretty good idea what that might entail. "Oh well, if it's the only way of keeping you safe, I suppose I should shelter you," she replied, trying hard to sound reluctant! "Oh, by the way, I saw Sister Allison earlier..." "Ah! I thought that you were looking flushed, you evil young Batgirl!" "...and I mentioned about ... well, you know what ... and she seemed ... well, she's considering it anyway..." "Wow, really...?" asked Catgirl in surprise, "You really think she'll go for it?" Batgirl shrugged, "Only if you're good to me tonight!" 16. Just Another Morning Batman was feeling the effects of the long, lonely night. He was cold and stiff. He'd had to base himself in a derelict building because there was nowhere else with the right view. As he pondered his situation, he ran his hand over his strong, firm chin, feeling the stubble scrape over his bare hand. He'd had the apartment building under surveillance since the previous evening when he'd tracked his quarry home after work. He'd intended to follow her in and finally confront the woman who was currently driving him mad! But that plan had been discarded when she'd arrived with someone else, and they'd gone in, happily chatting to each other. He'd hung around longer and longer, expecting at any moment to see the other woman leave, but she'd stayed. All night! He'd started off feeling impatient and excited at the prospect of talking to her again, but as time wore on he became more and more downhearted, until by now he was feeling totally despondent again. But then he drew himself up, suddenly looking determined! It was nearly ten o'clock in the morning. He absolutely wasn't going to waste any more time on her! So he slipped away from his hiding place and headed to where he'd hidden the Batmobile, almost immediately regretting his sudden, brief burst of anger though. He'd failed. He still didn't know why she was rejecting him. Surely it couldn't have been their time in bed together? She'd been as up for it as he had, probably more so! And the sex had been fantastic hadn't it? She'd felt so good as she took him inside her, her body almost moulding to his as they'd immediately hit a natural, sensuous, urgent rhythm. Their simultaneous climaxes had been mind-blowing and so, so fulfilling! So why...? He shook his head and got into the big black vehicle. So he missed the sight of the tall, powerfully built young man walking up the street, checking the building numbers as he went. ------*******----- Batgirl was feeling that rosy glow welling up inside that her that signalled morning ... morning with Catgirl! She kept her eyes shut for a while as her senses gradually caught up with the way that her pussy was starting to throb. She immediately knew why. It was always like this when she shared her bed with that exciting young woman! Catgirl absolutely loved to wake her up this way. She sighed as she felt the soft lips sliding across her sensitive labia, her body reacting naturally in the only way it knew how. She knew that she was getting flushed down there, her slit lips swelling, her juices starting to flow. Oh God, but it felt good! Then a tantalising tongue began to slide along the wet slit, parting the lips and starting to delve inside, roving teasingly over her sensitive inner folds! Batgirl gasped, her hips tensing at the sudden electric response from her pussy, her hand automatically sliding over her belly to caress a taut, expectant breast. Her eyes were open now and she looked lovingly down the bed, between the twin mounds of her breasts to the mop of light brown hair that was bobbing up and down between her splayed out legs. Disappointingly, the head lifted when she felt Batgirl stirring and she was looking into the warm, hazel eyes of Catgirl as a big grin spread across her face. "Morning Sleepyhead," she whispered huskily, "...shall I continue with breakfast?" she added as she licked her lips suggestively. "Oh God yes!" sighed Batgirl as her head dropped back onto the soft white pillow, and her eyes closed again. She felt the bed wobble as Catgirl changed position between her legs. She felt those teasing lips and tongue again for a few minutes, taking off where they'd left off, building up her arousal nicely as her breathing deepened and she started to pull and play with her hard nipple. Then the soft, warm lips disappeared and she felt something else! It was cool. It was smooth. It was hard. It was sliding between her nether lips, and her hips tensed again as she felt it nose up alongside her perky clit. Then it came alive, a high frequency vibration swamping her most sensitive spot! Her head shot up again, "Arrrrrrgh ... Oh my sweet Jesus ... Catgirl!!" Then she saw what was in her hand, what had nosed inside her hot, wet slit. "Catgirl!!" she repeated, "Have you been raiding my undies drawer again?! Ohhhhhhhhh ... God! Ohhhhhhh..." Her favourite, long, silvery smooth vibrator was still busy inside her slit. It had an unusually shaped head, designed specifically for assaulting that super-sensitive skin on and around her swollen clit. And Batgirl, being Batgirl, had tweaked the inner mechanism to enhance the love-stick's operation. So all of those super-intensified vibrations were now being focussed on her own throbbing clit! And Catgirl, being Catgirl, definitely knew how to use it to best effect! Now, as Batgirl twisted and writhed in Catgirl's grip, she wasn't just slowly building up towards a sweet, welcome climax anymore. No, she felt an on-coming orgasm heading her way like an express train!! Catgirl smiled as she felt her friend tensing underneath her, chasing her movements with the vibrator, never letting Batgirl's taut, erect clit escape from its merciless torment until, eventually, she knew that the moment had come. She finally pulled away the little monster, heard Batgirl cry out in frustrated disappointment, before slipping the vibrating head right up against Batgirl's little pink hole, and then as she leant down again, she simultaneously drove the seven inches of smooth, hard vibrator deep into Batgirl's red hot cavern, just as she sucked her swollen clit up between her lips and raked her tongue across it! Batgirl's back had arched, forcing her pussy up into Catgirl's face as the immense orgasm circled her for a few seconds before swamping over her defences. Her head was literally spinning as hot red and yellow stars seemed to accompany the series of powerful convulsions that rippled around the vibrator, gripping it deep inside her! The sweet, relief giving spasms seemed to go on forever as her strained body finally sank back onto the bed, and she was only vaguely aware of Catgirl's naked skin sliding over hers as she slid up the bed to kiss and caress Batgirl's face as she slowly, ever so slowly, recovered. When she finally came back to her senses, she found Catgirl's lips still brushing hers. Immediately she responded, her lips pressing back into Catgirl's, their tongues meeting and slowly, erotically writhing together in their mouths. When they came up for air, Batgirl had her arms around her friend, their naked breasts crushed together, their legs entwined, but her pussy felt strange for some reason?! Then she realised that although Catgirl had evidently switched off the vibrator, she'd left it planted deep inside her! She pulled away and reached between her legs. "Hey! Aaaaaah... " she gasped as she slowly withdrew it, her vagina seeming to do its best to hang onto the tormenting interloper! Catgirl was laughing as she saw Batgirl's accusing eyes settle on her. "I thought it was best to leave it there Batgirl..." she said casually, " ... after all it's where you usually keep it isn't it?!" She avoided the playful little slap that Batgirl aimed at her with ease, and watched as her friend lay the long, shiny dildo on the bedside table. It was still covered in Batgirl's juices, and for a moment Catgirl considered grabbing hold of it to lick it dry, but she'd already drunk at Batgirl's gushing well, and much as she loved the taste of her, it was better warm than cold! When Batgirl looked back at her lover, she could see the 'well, isn't it about my turn now?' look spreading across her warm features and smiled. She was losing count of the number of 'turns' each of them had had overnight, but she was still just thankful to have Catgirl back in her bed. She was just so incredibly hot! Then the doorbell rang. "Oh God, who can that be?!" gasped Catgirl, suddenly keen for Batgirl not to be diverted any further from the important task in hand. Namely her! Batgirl's eyebrow's narrowed as she wondered herself. She wasn't expecting anyone. Unless? "Oh God, I hope it's not Batman!" she gasped in horror. There was no way she could face him at the moment. Catgirl had read the expression and she jumped up, dragging on a loose silk wrap, striding towards the bedroom door as she fastened it at the waist. "Don't worry Barbara, I'll soon get rid of him!" she snapped decisively. 17. A Surprise Visitor Alchemy waited impatiently. For some reason, uncharacteristically, he found that his heart was beating faster. He had to run his tongue over his dry lips. It was crazy. He'd only come looking for this woman as a minor diversion from his primary task, but suddenly he was feeling flustered. What would he say when she answered the door? It was taking too long. Was she actually going to answer the door at all?! He was leaning forward to ring again, when he heard the locks snap back, the door-handle turned sharply, and a steely voice rang out as the door opened. "She doesn't want to see you! ...Get lost Batm ...Oh!" Alchemy's eye's had widened at the sudden tirade and he took a step back. After getting over the initial shock, he realised that the young woman standing in the doorway, her hand at her mouth now that she'd seen him, wasn't 'his' woman. It looked rather like the other woman he'd seen at the library though, and it was impossible not to notice the bare, shapely legs and the beautiful figure wrapped up in the shiny silk robe. It seemed unlikely that she was wearing much underneath either given the sharp peaks that pointed out from the thin material covering her promising bosom! A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wishes Pt. 02 "I errr ... I was hoping that ...err, that Barbara Gordon lived here?" he finally spluttered, as his eyes met the woman's. It was strange, he couldn't recall seeing her before the library yesterday, but he was surprised to see something like recognition flash through those lively hazel-green eyes. She looked a little shocked too. "Oh, right, well, she does actually..." her eyebrows had narrowed, as if trying to place the young man in his crisp grey slacks and powder blue shirt, and then her eyes widened. "Oh my, of course! Well, come on in!" she stepped forward, grasped his arm and practically dragged him through the doorway! "Hi," she added quickly, realising that he didn't recognise her, "My name's Holly ...I'm a ...err ...'friend' of Barbara..." Alchemy heard the tone, and was getting a pretty good idea of how much a 'friend' she might be. Maybe this really hadn't been a good idea? He had no right to expect anything, and if Barbara turned out to be into other girls then he could hardly complain after all this time could he?! He was starting to draw back, ready to make an apology and flee the scene, but 'Holly' was having none of it, "Hey Barbara, you'll never guess who's just turned up!" she shouted through a nearby door, then she leaned into him and whispered, "Don't worry, she'll DEFINITELY want to see YOU!" 'Barbara' was listening to the conversation with increasing alarm. Who the hell had Catgirl let in? She was still naked, sitting up on the big bed, and as she heard footsteps near the bedroom door she just had time to grab hold of the sheet and drag it up to her chin! As the door opened, she saw Catgirl lead in a young man, his face looking slightly uncertain at the pace of events. He stopped short when he saw that it was the bedroom, a quick glance taking in everything. Batgirl reddened as she realised that the silver vibrator was in plain sight on the table next to her! Then her eyes really focussed on his face, a grin starting to spread across his soft features, before speaking softly. "So, 'Barbara' really is your name. I've often wondered what it was!" Then her sex-addled mind finally worked it out. "Richard!" she gasped, "My God...Richard!!" Her brain was operating now but her fingers had stopped, and the sheet that they were clinging onto dropped away and slid slowly down to her waist, exposing her two perfect, naked breasts. "Wow!" he gasped in admiration, "you really haven't changed much at all!" It was an awkward moment for all of a second before Catgirl pushed him further into the room and almost sat him on the end of the bed as Batgirl desperately grabbed the sheet again and re-covered her modesty. "Typical Bat...Barbara! She's always been a bit of an exhibitionist at heart!" gushed Catgirl, as she sat next to him, pushing her hips firmly up against his, "So...who are you then ...Richard. And why has Barbara been hiding you from me?!?!" Batgirl was still in shock as she listened to Catgirl casually chatting to their new visitor. Now that she'd recognised him, the memories were flooding back. It had been a few years ago now, in her early days as the crime-fighting Batgirl. She'd been to a fancy-dress dance at the University with a friend who, by the strangest of co-incidences, had brought a very sexy 'Batgirl' costume for her. She smiled as she remembered thinking that it shouldn't have cost much to hire because there was so little of it! Then she looked hard at Catgirl for a second because she'd been there as well, as herself, and almost inevitably they'd ended up competing for the same handsome scientific researcher. She was sure that Catgirl had spiked her drink, but it had backfired and she'd ended up outside on a balcony having red-hot sex with him. Richard! No wonder her pussy was suddenly tingling at the thought! It was before she'd established peaceful relations with Catgirl though, who'd not reacted well to the 'treasonous' act, and Batgirl looked even harder at her current lover as she remembered the consequences. She was amazed that Catgirl could act so casually with him. Batgirl could tell from her expression when she came back into the room that she knew exactly who it was. So surely she'd remember how she'd turned up at his room with Catwoman, just as they were making tender love again a few days later, and unceremoniously dragged him away. She'd never seen him again. She'd found out later, after she'd suffered yet more pain and humiliation at Catwoman's hands, that his father had sent him to his new R&D labs on the other side of the country, and she'd been too distracted with the war with Catgirl to follow it up. Batgirl finally caught Catgirl's eye and she was staring daggers at her by now! But she just smiled innocently back at Batgirl as if nothing had ever happened, "Come on Barbara, stop sulking, Richard's just been asking how well we know each other..." Alchemy was still feeling bemused. He wasn't sure what he'd expected when he'd rung the doorbell, but this certainly wasn't it! After all his searching, it hadn't been until he'd arrived in Gotham and met up with Madame Zynn that he'd been able to pin her down. Zynn had so many contacts in the city and one of them had come up with the fancy dress company, and from there it had been relatively simple. He'd been relieved to find that his target librarian really was 'his Barbara', but the other woman was confusing him no end. There was something familiar about her voice, but he couldn't place her. She was a sexy piece though, and her close proximity, dressed in her revealing wrap was having an inevitable effect! And looking round the bedroom, it was clear that he'd interrupted them in the middle of a very 'close' relationship indeed! He spent the next ten minutes trying manfully to keep the conversation on safe grounds as he found out a little more about 'Barbara' and 'Holly', and even shared some of his own experiences at his new home near the R&D labs. Not that he wanted to get into much detail about that! He noticed that Holly in particular seemed to be losing interest in the pleasantries though and, after running her hand casually down his arm, she rested it possessively on his thigh. It felt good and a surge of excitement ran through him. He glanced at her again, still trying hard to place her. There was something surging around in his distant memories, but it just wouldn't come! Batgirl's eyes narrowed. She wasn't having that! She reached out to brush Catgirl's hand away and in the process dropped the protective sheet again. As Catgirl twisted to respond, her wrap got caught in Batgirl's flailing hand and in a second it had slipped over her shoulders and down to her waist. Alchemy's eyes widened like saucers as he found himself staring at two of the most perfect pairs of breasts that he'd ever seen! Then the two woman started to squabble and push and shove each other playfully, revealing even more smooth, deliciously naked flesh. He could feel himself hardening as he sighed and forced himself between them to keep the peace! But that didn't have the expected effect as they just looked at each other, smiled and nodded, some sort of understanding passing between them. Then Batgirl leaned into him, one hand pulling his head towards hers, her soft lips quickly meeting his whilst Catgirl got busy with his shirt buttons. In no time at all his shirt had disappeared and he was naked to the waist and in the midst of a deep, passionate kiss with the woman he'd been searching for, hands running electrifyingly over his muscular chest! It wasn't what he'd planned, but suddenly he didn't care as he let his own hands reach out and feel Batgirl's taut orbs, reminding himself how good they'd felt before and enjoying the little shiver that went through her body at his touch! Then his mobile went off in his pocket! And, from the ring tone, he knew that it wasn't just any old call. It was urgent, one he had to answer! Batgirl just couldn't believe it when he pulled away from her embrace, swore and then squirmed out from between them, just escaping Catgirl's hands as she tried to pull him back. He tried to smile as he reached the bedroom door, "Sorry girls ...duty calls! I'll be back in a minute...for God's sake don't go anywhere!!". "Well!! ...Can you believe that!" gasped Catgirl in disgust as the door closed shut behind him. 18. The Plan Unfolds Zynn was tapping her fingers on the top of her desk as she waited for a response, glancing across the office room to the sinister figure lounging back on the black leather sofa. "You'd think he'd be a bit keener to answer, wouldn't you Octopussy?! It was his bloody idea to use these special ring tones after all!" "Ah there you are at last!" she snapped, as she finally got a response from Alchemy. "Yes, yes...I know you have a 'life' as well, but I thought THIS had priority over anything else! It's not as though it's every day that we capture three of Catwoman's Kittens is it?!" Alchemy's initial annoyance at being disturbed at such an incredibly inopportune moment went quickly. He looked around to make sure that he hadn't been followed into the living room. He hadn't, but he knew that he'd have to be guarded in case they were listening. Nevertheless, this was seriously good news! "Three?!" "Yes, evidently Catwoman sent them out to patrol in groups, so we've ended up with three for the price of one!" "And...that didn't make it difficult ... to ...errr ...bring them home?" "Of course not. Octopussy took them out easily. I mean, she's hard enough to take on as a woman, but when she gets her tentacles out it's like facing a ten armed wrestler!" She glanced over to the opal suited figure on the sofa and got a brief nod of recognition at the compliment. "Good, that sounds quite satisfactory then..." Zynn's eyebrows narrowed at the strange response. She'd expect a much more overt reaction. "Alchemy, what's the matter with you?! Your plan is working you idiot!" Then she noted the heavier than usual breathing on the other end of the line. "...are you with a woman..." she asked suspiciously, watching Octopussy's eyebrows raise quizzically at her words "No, I'm not with A woman..." he responded quickly, hiding the rather unexpected truth behind some convenient semantics, before continuing before Zynn could question him further, " ... so does that mean that we need to change anything now?" Zynn was proud of her organisation's ability to react to the unexpected, "No, I can soon drum up some more participants. In fact it'll make the show even easier to sell! We'll make a real killing with this one! And I should think that it'll catch Catwoman's attention big time when she gets to see THREE of her gang going through their paces for our benefit!!" Alchemy smiled at Zynn's enthusiasm. Her focus on the financials was always reliably to the fore. "You can set it up for tonight then still?" "Sure...so make sure you're back at the studio by six Alchemy...then you and Octupussy can record your piece for the video." "Right, will do ... and well done everyone ...great job back there!" "Oh, don't worry Alchemy. We'll just get on with the hard work while you enjoy yourself..." she said, before adding waspishly, "...you just get back to your women again ... how many is it by the way?!" The connection was broken before he could respond, so he contented himself with a smile. Zynn wasn't in the least possessive, so the parting shot meant nothing. Well, not to her at least. He glanced back at the closed bedroom door and suddenly his heart was pumping again. Would they still be up for it?! He shook his head in silent wonder at how today had developed. His overall plan was working well, and he'd found his missing 'woman'. Not only found, but practically in bed with her. And with her best friend too! Could his good luck go on forever? He sincerely hoped so! Still, if they really were up for it next door, he'd have two very sexy young ladies to satisfy. Maybe a little more 'help' wouldn't go amiss! He slipped off his shoes and socks and headed for a bathroom he'd noticed on the way in. In the mirror he checked his appearance. Working out at the gym before he came to Gotham had really toned him up. But it wasn't over the top. His muscles were well defined but sensible rather than bulging. Not built like a body builder, but strong and supple. He smiled in satisfaction as he slipped off his slacks, reaching into one of the pockets for a small wallet, and slipped his forefinger into one of the pockets. It came out covered in a translucent blue gel-like substance. His smile broadened as he eased down the elastic band of his shorts, releasing his impressively sized member, still semi-hard after the bedroom activity form a few minutes ago. It made him think of their semi-naked bodies on the bed, and that immediately brought it further upright! He held the tip with a finger and thumb, stretching it to its full size, and then ran the gel-like substance along the full length of the underside of his now growing rod. The effect was instantaneous as his cock immediately sprang out like a mast, quivering and throbbing, ready for action!" He quickly washed off the remaining gel from his finger, carefully eased the shorts back over his painfully big erection and headed for the bedroom door. 19. Getting To Know Each Other Batgirl and Catgirl had looked at each other in amazement as the door had shut behind him. Neither of them could conceive of anything that should have distracted him from the attention of two beautiful young women, who'd just made it perfectly plain that they wanted him! Unbelievable! Batgirl's face set in a frown as she prepared to get out of bed and follow him. He was about to get a piece of her mind. Big time! But Catgirl caught her by the arm as she slipped off the robe, and pulled her back onto the bed and on top of her, wrapping her legs around her, their sensitive pussies suddenly pressed heavenly together again. "Oh leave him Batgirl!" she whispered into her lover's ear, feeling the frustration building up tightly within her, letting her pussy rub up harder against its partner to enhance the powerful feelings starting to build between her legs. Batgirl considered the situation for a second, and then accepted Catgirl's need for relief. It was her turn after all! She let her soft lips run over Catgirl's face for a while as their naked flesh pressed and rubbed against each other, triggering little bursts of excitement from all over their bodies. They both savoured the building excitement for long minutes until Batgirl's lips finally started to work their way down her friend's writhing body. She gave due attention to Catgirl's taut orbs and quickly had her nipples hard and erect as her tongue slid sensuously over and around the sensitive buds. "Oh my God Batgirl, but you're so, so good..." gasped Catgirl as Batgirl's teeth began to nibble at them as well, sending wave after wave of sweet sensations radiating out from the twin peaks. She could tell that her quarry was seriously aroused by the way that her breathing shortened as those magic lips dropped lower, before finally sliding over Catgirl's light brown, curly bush. As she let her lively tongue slide over the puffy sexual lips the words of endearment and encouragement had been replaced by a kind of animal like whimpering. She was seriously wet down there and Batgirl briefly enjoyed the sweet, earthy taste of Catgirl's juices before getting down to the serious business of inflicting as much torture as possible to her friend's throbbing clit! When she heard the door open and close behind her, she was still busy between Catgirl's splayed out legs, but she felt her shudder and stiffen under her and gasp at something. It was a little distracting and she paused from her labours for a moment as she looked up. Catgirl was staring at something behind her, wide eyed! She let out a long sigh before whispering "Oh my sweet Jesus..." to no-one in particular. Batgirl's head was starting to turn when Catgirl's hands wrapped themselves around her head and practically dragged Batgirl's lips back to her pulsating pussy. "Don't stop now!" she gasped as if in pain. It was clear where her priorities lay! Batgirl's lips got back to business, briefly, before she paused again. This time because she felt the bed move as someone sat down on it. Surely that had to be Richard? She wanted to check, but Catgirl's grip forcing her face into her pussy was vice-like. Then it was Batgirl's turn to tense and stiffen as she felt a hand starting to wander over her up-turned buttocks, smoothly tracking its way around her soft contours and re-igniting the fire that had been smoldering from earlier! The firm hand worked it's sensuous way around her ass cheeks and upper thighs before she heard an amused voice from behind her, "Better get on with it Barbara, you're friend looks as though she'd ready to blow!" It was true. Catgirl was writhing hard under her now, desperate to get Batgirl's tongue back into action. It was only fair to oblige! Batgirl let her devilish serpent slide deep into her friend's inner folds, playing briefly with the dripping entrance to her pink hole before sliding back up to that erect clit again for a final thrash at it. The hand on her bum seemed to be trying to distract her by slipping between her legs and roaming over her own juicy slit, but it took just a few seconds of rubbing and flicking to press Catgirl's launch button! She arched into Batgirl's face yet again and cried out as the big orgasm rippled through her, before slowly dropping back down as the sweet convulsions gradually ebbed away. "Bravo!" Batgirl heard from behind as his searching fingers began to explore her intimate parts as well. "Hey, slow down...oh!" she gasped as she started to raise her head from out of Catgirl's loosened grip. She felt strong hands suddenly on her hips, lifting her onto her knees with her bum stuck high in the air. Then she had an idea what Catgirl must have seen! It felt like a medieval battering ram had been pushed between her lithe legs, the monstrous end nosing in between her own oily lower lips and up against her tight opening! She felt imprisoned by his strong hands on her hips, but she turned her head to look back, seeing his smiling features looking down on her as he pushed a little harder, making her gasp as she felt him starting to open her up. She glanced desperately sideways and saw their reflection in the wardrobe mirror. This time the breath almost shot out of her as she saw, side on, how big he was, and how close he was to penetrating her. Maybe to tear her apart! "Oh nooooo..." she murmured as she felt herself opening wider and wider to take his full girth. She was stretching so much! But he was taking it slowly and steadily. Gradually easing himself into her, pausing for a moment while they both absorbed the intense feelings that his penetration triggered, and then the breath she'd been holding whooshed out of her as he pushed forward again, gradually sinking deep, deep inside her. Suddenly she was almost overwhelmed by a molten stream of hot feelings as nerves she didn't know existed inside her vagina screamed out their awareness of him filling her. Totally! "It's great to be back!" he said excitedly. "Oh my God...Oh my God ...Ohhhhhh my good God!!" she responded as she started to feel him move inside her! As her whole being started to focus just on the delirious feelings radiating out from between her legs as he started to thrust back and forth inside her. She briefly saw Catgirl looking down at her, wide eyed still, watching her friend getting the fucking of her life. Her hands reached down to caress Batgirl's face as his rhythm started to increase, Batgirl's prolific juices amazingly just about managing the sliding monster inside her, letting them both enjoy the electric feeling of him possessing her. A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wishes Pt. 02 Then, all too quickly, it started to go hazy for Batgirl. The mounting tension in her body, the relentless feeling of being driven higher and higher towards an unknown precipice was getting to be uncontrollable. She knew that she was making all sorts of little grunts and animal sounds as he pounded back and forth inside her, but she could no more control them as she could stop breathing. But then she did stop breathing as she felt his hand slip around her waist, slide over her wet pussy and a finger found her clit! It was way too much to deal with, and the mounting volcano between her legs suddenly erupted, sending stars into the sky behind her tightly shut eyes as she climaxed in the longest and biggest way possible! Alchemy enjoyed the feeling of the way that her long drawn out climax rippled around his big erection for a while before slowly, and almost reluctantly, easing himself out of her red hot cavern. She seemed to be on another planet as he let his former lover slide down onto the bed as the giant orgasm slowly, very slowly started to fade, her body squirming under the after-effects! He looked down at his still mighty erection, still dripping with Batgirl's juices, and smiled. That gel was by far his best ever discovery! And it wasn't about to fade away yet awhile! He looked up as he heard a little subdued sigh. Catgirl was back in the land of the living, sitting up at the top of the bed and staring hungrily at his big erection. She'd obviously been watching the way that he'd just sent her friend into a state of blissful stupor, and as he searched her bright hazel eyes he could see a myriad of emotions. For some strange reason he thought he spotted a flash of guilt, but by far the primary ones were hunger and anticipation! Her hand appeared to have automatically found its way to the light brown triangular jungle between her legs and she was absent-mindedly stroking herself as she finally gasped. "Wow, Richard...you're ...absolutely ... fucking ...amazing!" Her beautiful eyes were fixed on just one thing. The juice covered monster erection that he'd just pulled out of Batgirl's sopping cavern! "I...want ... some ... of ...that ...too!!" He smiled. It was good to feel appreciated! So he leaned forward, grasped her ankles and pulled her towards him, flipping her onto her stomach as she slid down the bed, then ran his hands briefly over her round, upturned buttocks before slipping them under her and pulling her up onto her knees. She didn't resist as she let him spread out her knees, her juicy pussy lips now staring back at him from between her glistening bum cheeks. She looked so incredibly vulnerable to him, and so incredibly ready! He let his hand slip between her legs again, fingers sliding between those soft peachy lips, spreading her so that he could see her tight pink hole. He could almost feel the sweet throbbing sensations of anticipation sweeping through her as she waited for him to push into that sexy little opening and penetrate her too. He massaged her briefly, but a quick, annoyed, wiggle of her hips and a muffled moan from the face pressed hard into the sheet in front of him persuaded him that further foreplay was unnecessary! Which was fine by him as he felt the tightness in his own throbbing cock forcing him to search for relief as well. With a grunt, he eased himself forwards, placing the blunt head of his erection up against that waiting hot entrance and then thrust firmly in! They both gasped as they felt her muscles being forced open and grip him as he slid deeper and deeper into her. He had to concentrate hard not to come at once as he felt her envelop him and squeeze him inside her. It was a fantastic feeling, one that he assumed she felt as well as a shudder ran right through her and another long, low moan escaped her lips as she felt him fill her so completely. She lifted her head and looked back for a moment, eyes filled with lust, her shapely back tense and twisted until he reached forward and pushed her head back down again. Then his hands were back on her quivering hips and he started to do exactly what she'd been about to demand. He started to fuck her with long, slow strokes, each one driving her down hard into the bed! After a short while he gradually increased the pace, feeling her respond as she forced her hips back into him with every crashing thrust. Her head was soon thrashing about on the bed as she gradually lost control and surrendered herself to the mounting tide that was gradually building up inside her tense body. The delectable electric pulses that radiated strongly out from between her legs were merging together to provide an almost continuous assault on her sex-ridden mind. He felt her gradually tighten under him. He pushed harder and harder, faster and faster as the spring coil inside her wound itself up to an almost unbearable level! Then it was finally over! Catgirl screamed out loud as the monster climax took her, driving those ecstatic convulsions right through her pussy and around her entire body. She would have collapsed if it weren't for his strong hands still on his her thighs and the way that she was still impaled on his iron hard rod! He was breathing deeper though, after enjoying the feel of another orgasm rippling around his throbbing manhood, but he was still hard and strong. And he was pleased that he'd been able to use his gel, because when he looked over to where his 'other' woman lay next to them on the bed, he could see that she too had recovered, and Batgirl's wide, excited eyes were telling him that she was impressed ... and she was ready to go again!! 20. The 'Plan' Must Go On He'd gotten his pants on and was fastening up the buttons on his shirt when his phone vibrated in his pocket. He was relieved that he'd set it to silent mode now. He pulled it out and looked at the message. As he'd expected it was from Madame Zynn. An impatient Zynn! 'Where the hell are you?! We need to get things moving here!!' It was followed a few seconds later by a second one. 'I've got plenty of willing women here if that's what's keeping you!' He smiled. He wondered briefly if Zynn had somehow developed an ability to read his mind! Then he looked down at the two luscious young women on the bed, locked in a casual embrace as they slept in each other's arms. Their bosoms rose and fell gently with each breath and the motion of those bare breasts was distinctly unsettling! He reached over them and dragged the crumpled white sheet over their lithe, naked forms. He really couldn't afford to be distracted any longer! It had been such an amazing morning...and early afternoon! He'd made love to them in turn, in rapid succession, each of them almost vying with each other to last longest and to finally send him over the edge himself. They were so incredibly competitive! But, eventually, the long series of deep and fulfilling orgasms had taken their toll and after he'd finally had to relent and let himself go at long last they'd fallen asleep! That feeling of enormous relief had nearly overwhelmed him as he finally allowed himself to come, pumping his hot seed out and into that molten, welcoming pussy! He'd saved himself for the woman that he'd originally come to find, 'his' Barbara. It had seemed the right thing to do, but after the way that the three of them had made love together, his emotional feelings were all over the place! It was strange. After all this time, he'd been surprised to find that there was an instant connect between the two of them, but how did this other sexy young lady, Holly, fit into the grand scheme of things? It was suddenly incredibly complicated. He was about to turn and walk out of the bedroom when he noticed something on their ankles which were still sticking out from the bottom of the sheet. He remembered with a smile Barbara whispering in his ear at some point that they'd both gotten temporary tattoos to celebrate their recent rapprochement. He'd wondered if he should get one too! He looked closer at their delicate ankles. On one, just above the bone, sat a small black cat, sitting still, and with bright pink eyes. On the other was a purple, red haired bat. It reminded him of the outrageous fancy dress costume he'd first seen Barbara in. Good job it wasn't the real Batgirl he thought ruefully! In the living room, he'd thought long and hard whether to leave a note, or a contact number. In the end, he'd settled for a simple few words, and a promise, and left the note on the kitchen table. Then he'd opened the outside door, left the building and headed down the road to his parked car feeling...well, feeling great really! 21. Batman Intervenes! He'd watched the young man leave the building with a confused, suspicious stare. He knew that it was stupid to feel jealous of someone who might have nothing to do with his current problem, but he did! For a second he had a picture of the young man, naked, cavorting in bed with 'his' woman. He shook his head desperate to clear away what was obviously a totally ridiculous notion! Ever since Batman had come back and taken up his surveillance of the apartment block again, he'd been torn between waiting patiently for her to come out, and storming up to her room, breaking down the door and confronting her. Maybe even throwing her onto the bed and ... No, that really wouldn't do. He shook his head again. The short break and snatched sleep hadn't really done much good. This split with Batgirl was driving him mad! ------**********----- "He's gone then?" slurred Catgirl sleepily as she stirred back into life, turning onto her back and immediately feeling her tired, stretched muscles complain at the sudden movement. "Oh my God, I'm absolutely spent...how DID he do that?" she murmured to herself in wonder as the memories came flooding back, "...and for so LONG!" "I know!" confirmed Batgirl as she walked stiffly back into the bedroom, before sitting slowly, tenderly, onto the end of the bed, waving the note in her hand. "It was absolutely... absolutely..." "...mind blowing?" added Catgirl helpfully. "No ...pussy blowing!" laughed Batgirl at last, as her free hand slipped gently over her tender mound, "It's ridiculous ... but I think I can still feel that giant erection inside me!!" "Look at the time," gasped Catgirl as she saw the bedside clock, "we've been asleep for hours!" Then she looked at the paper in Batgirl's hand. "So what's the note say then?" "He says 'The reception was a bit of a surprise!'" "Oh dear...do you think that we were a bit too pushy?" interrupted Catgirl quickly. "Well, YOU were ... as usual ... you'd better not have scared him off Catgirl! And ...and ... I don't know how you've got the cheek to comment given how you treated him, and ME, the last time!" Catgirl just smiled back cheekily, "But that was before we were bosom buddies Batgirl ... and I didn't notice you holding back when we'd got his pants off!!" "Mmmmm" said Batgirl neutrally, studying the note again,"...anyway he does say that 'I'll be tied up for a day or so, but I'll be back in touch after I'm finished.'" "Finished what?" "No idea ... anyway, at least that should give my poor pussy a day or so to recover! Isn't it amazing that he should suddenly just turn up out of the blue like that? And after all this time... I wonder where he's been? And how did he find us? I'll ...what's that?!" She looked across in alarm at a strident tone that was emanating out of Catgirl's discarded purse. In seconds, her friend had wriggled her naked form out of bed and grabbed the purse, extracting a shiny black communicator and was staring at the screen. "Oh No! ...they've captured some of the Kitten's!" Catgirl's look of alarm brought Batgirl up straight. "Who has?" "That evil gang that threatened us...obviously!" hissed Catgirl in sudden irritation, "Sorry, Batgirl, didn't mean to snap," she added as she started to search for her underwear, "Catwoman's called a council of war, so I've got to get back ... and I don't have any damn wheels!!" Batgirl was quick to take charge, "Don't worry ... I'll get you there ..." ------**********----- The sight of Batgirl's Batbike roaring away from the secret exit under the apartment block almost caught Batman by surprise. The powerful monster went into a power slide as it screamed onto the road, it's two riders hugging closely together as it sped off! Batman stood transfixed for a moment, recognising the purple suit and yellow cape of Batgirl instantly, and then realising that the black and pink suited figure on pillion was Catgirl. Why the sudden rush? What was going on?! He jumped down from his perch and sprinted down a back street to where the Batmobile was parked. He vaulted into the open cockpit, hit the starter and the powerful engine exploded into life while at the same time he instructed the electronics to display the local area. He glanced quickly at as he strapped himself in, noting the flashing red dot heading down the main road into Gotham. He smiled in satisfaction. At least while they were on the Batbike, he'd be able to track them he thought as he gunned the car into gear and sped off after them! After just a few miles Batman knew that he was losing ground. The Batbike was clearly quicker through traffic. Especially the way that Batgirl rode! He was also puzzled. She'd taken a route away from the city centre, more towards the industrial sector. Then her probable destination dawned on him. But surely she couldn't be heading there? It was almost unthinkable! Time for action! He flicked some switches and gripped the wheel, waiting for the surge of power to kick in as the Batmobile transformed itself into a black, gull-winged jet. Then he was screaming above the roads heading for a place where he knew he'd be able to intercept her. That was all that was in his mind as he brought the sleek vehicle down across a deserted street, old warehouses on either side. It had to be, because he still didn't have a clue what he was going to say to her! Batgirl knew that she was getting close, and Catgirl had been goading her to go faster as they'd shot through the Gotham traffic, siren blaring. Her lover was clearly agitated at the news she'd received about her Kitten friends. But as she roared round the corner in another impressive power-slide, she was face with the sight of the Batmobile parked squarely across the road, directly in front of her. She hit the brakes immediately! The machine snaked down the road, barely under control and she briefly closed her eyes as a catastrophic collision seemed to be inevitable!! Batman too was wondering if she'd cut it fine and was in the process of diving back into his armour plated monster as Batgirl finally wrestled her monster machine to a standstill just a few feet short of the Batmobile! He was breathing hard in relief when he jumped back out again, and straight into a very personal tirade from his junior partner. "You absolute leaden footed fucking donkey Batman!" she screamed, the adrenalin surge still powering her vocal chords, "What the hell do you think you're doing!! You could have killed us all!!" He took a step back. "Look, Batgirl ...I need to speak to you ... I don't understand what I've ..." "You total imbecile!! We're in a fucking hurry here. I don't have time to natter to you ...not that I'd want to anyway!!" "But ...you've got to tell me what's the matter ..." he looked guardedly at Catgirl, "...it's driving me mad ... especially after ... after ...well, ...after what we did together..." He could hardly talk about the way that they'd made love recently in front of Catgirl could he? But, while Batgirl seemed to be on the point of erupting again, it was Catgirl who finally responded, revealing that she knew all about it anyway! "I think you've blown it Batman ...most gentlemen don't scream out another woman's name when they're climaxing inside the woman they're fucking ... especially when it's Catwoman's name!!" Batman took another step back as the revelation hit him, his mouth hanging uselessly open in shock. Batgirl gave him another hard stare, but said nothing more as she twisted the machine and manoeuvred it around the Batmobile before shooting off down the street again! 22. Unexpected 'Friends' Batgirl slowed again when she pulled into the yard of a new industrial building advertising Domestic Electrical Products, looking round warily. "Round the side," prompted Catgirl, waving her communicator. As they turned the corner, Batgirl saw that a big aluminium sliding door was rolling up in front of them. She waited for a second before taking a deep breath and gunning the bike inside. It wasn't very often that Batgirl entered Catwoman's lair by the front door! She knew that she'd caused a stir. Security staff were approaching with automatic weapons at the ready. One or two Kittens were also heading their way as she put the hot machine onto its stand, and they looked dressed for business as well! Normally they lounged about headquarters in sexy lingerie, corsets and suspenders to the fore, but these were dressed in sleek, black leather, stubby Glock side-arms drawn! The closest looked quizically at Catgirl, "Is Catwoman expecting ...HER...?" she asked suspiciously, indicating Batgirl who was now standing as tall as she could, feet apart and gloved hands placed challengingly on her rounded hips. This was no time to look scared. Even if she was! She'd never seen the staff looking so murderous! "It's okay Sabina," replied Catgirl easily, as if having Batgirl intrude was just a normal happening, "...she's here to help. Where's Catwoman?" Sabina still didn't look convinced and the Gloch still pointed menacingly, "Well...if you're sure..." she said reluctantly, "...she's in the conference room with Natasha, but if Catwoman goes off on this, it'll be on your head Catgirl. She's gone absolutely ballistic since the news about Tabitha and the others came in!" Batgirl watched Catgirl flinch slightly and swallow hard at the news. "Oh, I'm sorry Catgirl, didn't you know it was Tabitha?" she looked at Batgirl, finally lowering the pistol, "They're good friends you know," she added in explanation. Batgirl wasn't sure who it was, and didn't really care. When she'd been captured before, the Kittens as a group had indulged themselves on her over the years and inflicted their fair share of sexual torment. She certainly wasn't counting any of them as her 'friend', but it didn't stop her sympathising with her friend and she put an arm round her shoulder as a now subdued Catgirl led the way up into the office complex. When they were at the door to the conference room, Batgirl noticed that the blinds over the glass windows were drawn. She couldn't see in. But then again no-one could see out, so Catwoman still didn't know she was here! However, the closer proximity brought a measure of caution and she had to double check with Catgirl that she wanted them to go in together. "Oh, it'll be alright," smiled Catgirl weakly, "I can soon sweet-talk Catwoman..." She pushed open the door, and walked in. And ducked! "Hey!" gasped Batgirl as a big marker pen bounced off the door frame just inches from her head. It was accompanied by an oath from the sinister woman in the shiny black suit lounging in one of the swivel chairs. "What the bloody-hell are you doing here Bat-Bitch! Again!! How many times do I have to tell you that you're not welcome?!" For a second everyone just stared at each other, Catwoman blazing in anger, Batgirl fuming at the near miss on her head, Catgirl looking desperately between the two of them, waiting for the seemingly inevitable conflict to escalate. Natasha however was still leaning back in her seat, dressed now like the other Kittens in a black leather jacket and tight trousers. As was her way, she saw the funny side. A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wishes Pt. 02 "Come on girls...let's behave now ..." she said slowly, smiling, "...it's not as though we don't have bigger problems to deal with..." Catwoman's gaze flicked straight to her subordinate, and for a moment it looked as though she was going to get both barrels, but Natasha never flinched, challenging Catwoman who slowly, ever so slowly, relaxed and leaned back, letting her breath out in a long sigh. "Okay Catgirl. She can stay for now. She might even be useful I suppose ... but we're going to have to have a serious talk about this later!" Batgirl was on the verge of storming out anyway, but Catgirl grabbed her by the arm and almost dragged her into one of the plush seats round the table. Batgirl wasn't going to give in gracefully though. "Let's get something straight Catwoman! I'm here to help Catgirl, not you ... or your bloody Kittens!" Catwoman and Natasha looked at each other and then burst out laughing, "Well, that's put us in our place hasn't it? Look Batgirl. If you're staying, stay, but don't you dare get in my way or I'll let the Kittens inflict some damage on you ...again. Now, Natasha, bring Catgirl up to date please." As Batgirl slumped back disgustedly in her chair she listened to Natasha's brief and concise account. It appeared that the Kittens had been out on regular patrols since the 'death threat' had been received but they'd found nothing up to now. They'd scoured the net for information to no avail, and the whole of Catwoman's HQ was in 'lockdown', which explained the reception when they'd arrived Batgirl supposed. And then one patrol had failed to return and they'd received a message at lunch-time to say that the three Kittens had been captured by their unknown foes, and that they had to be ready to go on-line at a seven thirty that night, so there was nothing to do but wait, ... and hope. Batgirl checked her watch. Ninety minutes away. She looked at the stony expressions around the table. Looked like being a fun-time waiting! In the end they decided to split up and reconvene later. Batgirl suddenly realised how rattled Catwoman really was as her nemesis stood up slowly, headed for the door and completely failed to have a go at Batgirl. It was unheard of! As the sinister black figure disappeared from sight, Natasha leaned over and, at the same time as displaying a gorgeous chunk of cleavage from her white, open necked shirt, touched Catgirl's hand, "Sorry that Tabitha's gone missing Holly...I know that you're close... but we'll get her back soon, don't you worry!" Catgirl smiled weakly again, but didn't look convinced. Batgirl saw her strained features and immediately felt bad about the quick flash of jealousy that had flashed through her at Natasha's words. She got up too though and followed Catgirl in silence to her room where they flopped onto the bed and made desultory small-talk. Catgirl refused to be distracted though, and it was the first time in living memory that Batgirl could remember sharing a bed with her friend and not making red-hot love! 23. Roman Lessons! At precisely seven thirty they were back in the conference room. The mobile laying on the table in front of Catwoman bleeped with a text message. She picked it up and looked at the message in surprise. "Shit! How the hell did they get my private number?!" before adding, as she turned to Natasha, "It's a web page URL. Get the screen going." As if in automatic response, a large screen dropped down from the ceiling at the end of the table, and Natasha began to type in the URL onto a keyboard in front of her. Suddenly a dark web page came up, showing a dungeon scene with flickering torches and a big orange box in the centre that said, simply "Enter Here Catwoman - IF YOU DARE!" They all looked at Catwoman for a second before Natasha clicked on the box. She looked grim. No, she looked absolutely furious. But then her eyes opened in surprise at the three people looking back at her from the screen, placed, it seemed, in the centre of the dungeon itself. "Madame bloody Zynn!! I might have known!" she snarled. "She seems to have lost some weight since I last saw her," added Batgirl helpfully, only to get a look from Catwoman that would have set concrete. Batgirl noted that Zynn was in the middle of the little group, resplendent in a turquoise corset and suspenders set with matching bikini briefs. Next to her was a man in a fawn slacks, with a matching top of some kind, the chest covered in small, multi-coloured squares. His eyes were covered by a small, dark mask that could have come straight off the Lone Ranger! The most imposing figure was at Zynn's other side though. She was covered head to toe in an opal suit, with a dark belt and red badge buckle. She was taller than the other two, powerfully built, and an impressive looking bust was tightly constrained in the shiny suit material. Batgirl looked closer though and saw that the woman appeared to have a slightly misshapen back. Now what was that all about? She was about to speak but Catgirl, touched her arm as a voice came over the speakers. It was unmistakably Madame Zynn. "Well Catwoman, I presume you're out there somewhere. I do hope you're well because it would be a shame if anything happened to you before we got our hands on you! We've got a very lively show planned for your demise. It should be an absolute sell-out don't you think? Just imagine how many people will pay to watch you getting your just deserts at long last?! Anyway, that's for the future. Not too long in the future mind! And as a bit of a sampler, Alchemy, Octopussy and I wanted to invite you to see one of my shows that's going out as we speak, and thanks for providing the star attractions! No need to do anything technical Catwoman, I know that's probably a bit challenging for you! We'll redirect you automatically. Bye for now...enjoy the entertainment while you can! Oh, and don't go away. I'll speak with you later..." Batgirl, glanced at the others. Catgirl was looking at the screen with a degree of trepidation, Catwoman had reddened and looked about to burst! Natasha, was lounging back with a pained, almost puzzled expression on her face, "Well Catwoman, Zynn I can understand, but who the hell are those other two?" Catwoman shook her head in response, "No idea. Not anyone I've come across before...so why the sudden vendetta? ... Oh hell..." As she spoke, the screen had suddenly come to life, redirected automatically as promised. The display was full of pop-up advertisements, mainly for sex services and accessories, but the banner headline across the top was unmistakably one for Madame Zynn's porn site, the background full of copulating couples. Then, after some 'proudly presents' introductions about the imminent star attraction for the evening, and a request to sign up for the service and associated on-line betting, the view changed to one of a small and paved open courtyard, bathed in warm sunlight, ornate roman columns set in the background. An arched stone entrance was set to one side, next to which grew a small fig tree, the leaves throwing some shade over a round fountain set in the centre of the 'stage'. The clear blue water was rippled by the spray from three streams of water that curled backwards from the heads of statues, sitting equidistant around the smooth, waist high ledge that circled the water. The three grey statues looked like Greek gods. Their strong muscular chests supported boyish faces stared fixedly upwards, arms hanging down their sides, palms facing outward, looking strangely ready to cup something into their laps. The atmosphere was very Mediterranean! Batgirl was about to comment when she felt Catgirl stiffen next to her, "Oh no..." The tranquillity of the scene had been broken as a group of women appeared, walking through the arch and into the courtyard. Three were blondes with short hair styles, dressed as servants in drab, olive green dresses, carrying large cloth shoulder bags, but the other three looked like noblewomen. They were wearing bright white dresses, etched in golden thread, hanging down from silver necklaces around their necks, and trapped at the waist by a shiny silver chain belt. Their hair was piled high on their heads, with small garlands of flowers woven into their shiny locks, a different colour on each head. "Oh no..." repeated Catgirl staring at the shorter one with dark auburn hair, and deep brown eyes, her hand searching out Batgirl's for reassurance. She had to assume that his must be Catgirl's friend, Tabitha. The other two Kittens in white were taller, one with mountains of sandy hair, powerful with a full figure, the other slender, with paler, Nordic looking features with shorter blonde hair. They looked around the small square with a mixture of curiosity and trepidation. It was then that Batgirl noticed the small loops of thin leather chord trapping their wrists together behind their shapely backs. "Sammy and Annika as well," said Natasha slowly, almost to herself. The 'servants' went quickly into action, guiding their 'mistresses' to the fountain and seating them on the edge. It was at this point that it became clear that the white costumes were flimsier than they'd first appeared as long strips of bare flesh appeared as the 'noblewomen' were moved about. It was soon clear that these 'costumes' were just long strips of material, a couple of inches wide, hanging from the necklaces and trapped by the chain at their waists, but otherwise unconnected. As she sat down, the loose material covering Tabitha's bosom splayed apart and the tips of her breasts poked out, dark brown nipples standing out proudly. Lower down the material had gathered in her lap, hiding her pussy, but displaying her firm, golden thighs right up to her hips. The camera quickly switched to the other Kittens, each showing their bared breasts. None of them looked happy, but their expressions appeared a little mystified and distant. "I bet they've been drugged!" snapped Catwoman harshly, "No way my Kittens would allow themselves to be treated like this otherwise!!" Batgirl shrugged. It wasn't as if they could do anything from here. The servants were now busy pulling small wash cloths out of their shoulder bags, which they'd laid on the floor by the archway. When they returned to the fountain, they dipped them into the water and began to wash the Kittens, taking their time, pushing the loose material completely to one side while they massaged the damp cloth over their firm breasts, taking care to tease at the exposed nipples before dropping lower, over their bellies. It took just a second to pull aside the strands of white covering their laps and exposing their unprotected pussies. Then the cloths were quickly at work again, sliding up and down over their mounds, and delving deeper between the Kitten's legs. While the washing got more personal and deeper, Batgirl was amazed when the servants leaned forward and captured a bare breast each in their mouths, their tongues working on the already aroused nipples. The camera showed a close-up of Tabitha's head as she closed her eyes, her face strained as she tried to deal with the erotic sensations that her servant was triggering. The screen also changed as numbers appeared across the top, and down one side. The three on top were the biggest, set to the same colour as the flowers in the Kitten's hair, and set to zero. "Orgasm counts and betting odds," explained Natasha. "Oh, and you're an expert on Zynn's bloody sex presentations are you," hissed Catwoman frustratedly. "Well, I've taken in the odd one from time to time," smiled Natasha unconcernedly, "I've made some money out of her too...who better than us to predict orgasm timings!" Things were moving on screen though and Batgirl had to reluctantly admit that these 'servants' really knew what they were doing! Their expert fingers and lips were quickly bringing their victims levels of arousal higher and higher. Catgirl's hand gripped Batgirl's tighter as Tabitha began to squirm under the relentless attention, her servants lips and teeth quickly transferring back and forth from one strained and swollen nipple to the other as her fingers wriggled like little snakes between the lips and folds of her dark, juicy slit. The sound of her laboured breathing and little, urgent moans filled the room as they watched her body stiffen for a short while before she finally lost the battle and cried out as the servants fingers buried themselves inside her and the inevitable orgasm washed over and through her like a tidal wave of pleasure! There was a loud bell-like sound from the screen and Tabitha's coloured counter clicked over to one! Tabitha had collapsed down into the arms of her tormentor as the long climax finally drained away, and her eye's finally flickered open again as her senses returned, just in time to hear two further bells clang in the background and Sammy and Annika's counters tripped onto one as well! Batgirl was hoping for her friend's sake that this would be the end of their torment, but deep down she knew differently. Her fears were soon confirmed. The three victims were now positioned in front of a statue each, facing outwards, pushed up against hard stone of the statue's laps, buttocks cradled by the cold hands at each side. The servants quickly undid their bound wrists and pulled their arms back and around the statue, refastening them at the back. Their feet were placed on two little pedestals at either side of the statue's ankles, spreading their legs and lifting them higher off the floor. The camera now concentrated on Tabitha again as her acolyte pulled the loose material of her 'dress' to either side of her hips, exposing her bare breasts, little triangular patch of dark brown hair and glistening, oily looking slit to the audience. It tracked up and down her sweaty nakedness in close-up as the betting figures down the side of the screen went haywire. "Oh shit!" gasped Catgirl, transfixed, unable to move. It was then that the servant reached down to the side of the statue and pulled a leaver. Something seemed to shoot out between Tabitha's legs that made her gasp and stretch up on her tip-toes to avoid it! With a sinking feeling Batgirl saw that an erect 'penis' had appeared out of the statues loins and was now nudging tantalisingly up between Tabitha's spread out legs, rubbing up against her sensitive skin. Batgirl's eye's narrowed in surprise as she saw that it was relatively small though, just three of four inches of 'stoneware'. It didn't seem like Zynn to be so compassionate. It turned out she wasn't! Whilst Tabitha was squirming her trapped body to get away from the prying, snub nosed tip her servant had pulled something else out from her bag. It was a small tub of what turned out to be yellow tinged ointment. The camera swooped in for a close-up as she daubed the ointment over her fingers, slipped them between Tabitha's straining thighs and proceeded to daub the cream liberally over the hard surface. "At least she's going to get some lube," stated Natasha grimly as the fingers re-appeared to scoop up some more mixture. Batgirl was expecting them to get busy around Tabitha's gaping vagina opening, although it didn't look to her like she need much lube there judging by the oily juices that were already oozing out of her! To everyone's surprise though, they slipped deeper under Tabitha's bottom, pulling apart her cheeks and finding the tight little hole nestling behind her dark slit. "Oh my God...," gasped Catgirl as she realised what was about to happen, "poor Tabitha..." Batgirl tightened her grip on Catgirl's hand as they watched the finger circle that little hole a few times before forcing it's way deep inside. Straight away the camera switched to a close up of Tabitha's cringing features as her eyes widened in shock as the creamy fingers invaded her rear passage. There was hardly time to breathe as the close-up switched downstairs again, the fingers slipped out of the tight ring and instead started to position Tabitha's quivering hips over the threatening stone member. The menacing tip was soon nestling up against the tight little entrance and as the camera zoomed back, they saw the breath that Tabitha had been holding whoosh out of her as her hips were pushed down and the hard nose forced it's way inside her! Fortunately the servant gave her a few minutes to get used to the feeling as the stone rod started to penetrate her before pressing her hips down again and forcing the rough penis deeper and deeper. Tabitha was breathing hard as she adjusted to being impaled on the statue, but at least she had her weight back on her feet again as her eyes darted from side to side as she wondered what was coming next! Again she didn't have long to wait! Her servant quickly reached around the side of the statue and pulled another small lever. This one caused the upper part of the statue's body to tilt backwards about thirty degrees. It pulled the Tabitha back with it and she cried out in surprise. Now she was leaning back on the statue, her buttocks cupped by the statue's unfeeling hands, her legs suddenly left dangling in free air as her weight forced the stone member even deeper up her rear entrance. Her legs were still splayed out and her pussy mound was forced upwards and forwards by the curve of her body, leaving her dark slit wide open and vulnerable! Batgirl cringed slightly as she watched helplessly. It didn't look good for Catgirl's friend. 24. Tabitha's Torment Fortunately for Tabitha she now had a little respite whilst the camera switched to the other Kittens as first Annika and then Sammy suffered the same treatment. When all three Kittens were finally left impaled on their respective statues, the 'servants' got together in a little huddle to congratulate each other. But the congratulations didn't last long and Batgirl watched in amazement as they quickly began to undress each other, releasing buttons and fastenings on each other's costumes before sliding them off and letting them drop to the floor. The three were all fit young women, about the same height, with toned muscles and firm, pert breasts. Their pussies were shaved so it was impossible to tell whether they were all real blondes but that wasn't really what Batgirl was thinking about as they went over to their bags and drew out something that made all three observers in the conference room gasp together. "Did they really have strap-ons in Roman times?" queried a shocked Batgirl. "I don't think that Zynn is that bothered about historical accuracy you idiot!" snapped Catwoman in response. Batgirl was about to fire back at her when her eyes widened again. These weren't any old strap-on! The thick black dildo, all of eight shiny inches on the ends of the harnesses was normal enough, but at the back was a second, smaller one set an angle upwards. This was clearly designed to fit inside and provide some stimulation for the wearer. Tabitha's eyes were focussed solely on the big black one in her acolytes hands though. There didn't seem much doubt where that was going! With a quick, practiced hand Tabitha's servant was spreading some more cream from the tub over the big dildo, before spreading her legs and pushing the smaller one up against her own pussy lips. She looked a little strained as she forced the snub nose harder until it eased open her little pink entrance. As it began to slide inside though her expression changed to one of deep contentment and Batgirl could almost see the long, silent 'Ooooohhhhhh!' that her lips formed as it finally rammed completely in. She paused for a few seconds to take a few deep breaths before pulling the straps around her bum so that the big dildo was now waving menacingly out in front of her, and pointing straight at Tabitha's defenceless pussy! A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wishes Pt. 02 When all three servants were similarly equipped they all took up position between their mistresses outstretched legs and paused as if waiting for a signal of some kind. Tabitha was straining her head up to see down, past her bare breasts, unable to move, impaled on the stony penis, and watch the way that the head of 'her' big dildo fluttered threateningly just an inch or so from her wet slit. Her eyes had a distant, hungry look to them. It was almost like she wanted it in her! Her servant seemed to be struggling a little to control her own feelings as well and she wiggled her hips slightly to settle the dildo thrust deep inside her to a more comfortable position. "What the hell are they waiting for?!" snapped Catwoman angrily, frustrated at having to watch her Kitten's being humiliated and being able to do nothing about it! "The betting's peaking on who'll climax first and how long it'll take. Zynn's waiting for the money to roll in!" added Natasha. Before Catwoman could respond again, there was the sound of a whistle in the background and the action really did begin as each servant stepped forward, guiding the nose of the big dildos up to their targets and unceremoniously thrusting them deep into the helpless Kittens! There was a quick close up of all three Kittens faces on a split screen showing their eyes widen, their mouths open in shock as they sucked in air to deal with the electric feelings radiating out from between their legs as their hot caverns were simultaneously violated. Batgirl thought that they might pause when they'd filled their victims vaginas, but evidently the competition to be first was keen and each of the servants began pumping hard straight away between their victims legs, giving the Kitten's no relief at all. All their faces looked strained as the pounding continued and even the servants were struggling to handle the action as their internal dildo's moved devilishly in sympathy! It should have been the Kitten's that were suffering more though as they were pummelled by the strap-ons, their breasts jerking about crazily, the violent motion forcing them up and down on the stone penis's at the same time. But no. Batgirl was amazed to see something approaching hunger in Tabitha's eyes as she wrapped her legs around her persecutor's hips, trying to pull the black serpent deeper into her! Natasha had noticed too, "It must be that cream they're using! After they got that inside their fannies they've gone sex mad!" Whatever it was, their reddened faces and tortured expressions meant that they all looked as though they were quickly getting close to another climax. The servant's buttocks were clenched tight as they thrust the dildo's enthusiastically back and forth, the vibrations rippling around their swollen clits, hitting every tingling nerve in their victim's red hot vagina's! The 'race' was on! Tabitha won. Her cry of pleasure and release when it finally hit her was almost a scream. The accompanying bell sound and her coloured counter flicking over to two confirmed what all could see. That she was being gripped by a monumental series of convulsions as the climax shuddered through her weary limbs! It was obvious that the other two weren't far behind, and Annika's and Sammy's gasps and moans were increasing in intensity too as the molten fire being stoked between their legs finally sent them over the edge as well. Catgirl had been holding Batgirl's hand tightly as she'd watched her friend forced into that big orgasm, and she'd relaxed slightly as it had taken her, expecting that to be the end of it, but she gripped hold hard again as she watched her friend's fucking continue unabated. If anything the servant's thrusting had speeded up, and Tabitha, who's legs had slipped down to dangle above the floor again when the orgasm had taken her, was bouncing about on the end of the twin interlopers between her legs like a rag doll! Batgirl's eyes were wide and she cringed in sympathy as her pussy imagined what it must feel like. "Look at the counters on top of the screen. They've added a smaller one for the 'servants'! looks like it's a race for them as well!" explained Natasha, breathlessly. So Tabitha's trials continued as her 'servant' desperately sought an orgasmic relief for herself! She was twisting now as well as thrusting, making her internal dildo work harder inside her, getting as much action on her clit as possible. Through it all Tabitha and the others were still being fucked relentlessly, and soon there was another 'dong' as Tabitha's counter went to three, and shortly after it tripped four and quickly afterwards five as her climaxes started to merge! Then at last, the servant's motions seemed to slow as her body tightened and she reached her own plateau, hanging on for a few more slow strokes as she teetered on the painful edge and then she too gasped as the orgasm took her. And finally she slumped forward onto her sweat covered 'mistress', dildo's still planted deeply inside them both, each one riding their own personal post-orgasmic pleasure rides. By then Tabitha's orgasm counter stood at nine, just short of double figures! It seemed to take an age for the servant to recover. Eventually though she lifted herself and slowly, ever so slowly eased backwards. The camera had a close-up of the thick black monster easing out of Tabitha's swollen vagina, covered in her glistening juices. It seemed to take forever for the full length to slip out, leaving a large, dark hole behind, flowing with juices that the camera quickly zoomed into. "Oh God," snapped Catgirl in disgust, "is there no privacy!" It took a while longer for the other acolytes to complete their tasks on Annika and Sammy, and Batgirl saw that Tabitha was slowly recovering. Her breathing was starting to come under control again as she started to take notice of events around her, but she still looked a bit distant, as if living a dream of some kind. And she was still impaled on her personal butt-plug! As they'd finished their tasks, the servants had come together in a group, strap-ons still waving in front of them, covered in their victims juices. They were chatting casually, maybe comparing experiences, and they were looking pretty shattered themselves by now! "Oh well, at least it looks like they've finally had enough!" snapped Catwoman in a kind of controlled rage, "And about time too, poor Tabitha's looking ...hello, what ...?" There had been movement near the archway, and all eyes switched that way! 25. Multiple Climaxes ... and Catwoman's Promise! Alchemy too was watching the scene by the fountain with interest from the back of the video control room. He was seated next to his partners in crime and took the opportunity of removing Zynn's hand from his lap once again. Whilst they'd been following the action, it had made a habit of resting on his knee and then sliding up his thigh with an entirely predictable result when it reached its objective! And each time he'd been slower removing it as her expert fingers had fondled him into a distinctly unsettling hardness. "Zynn! Will you control yourself!" he gasped finally, reddening slightly as he heard Octopussy chuckling quietly by his side at his discomfort. "You shouldn't encourage her Alchemy. She's really got the hots for you after that last little performance the two of you had watching the delectable Shirley get her come-uppance." "Well, now that we've finished setting the trap, don't you think that it's time to get on and make that phone call Zynn?" he continued, quickly changing the subject, "Now that Catwoman's seen the way that her Kittens have been treated she'll just walk straight into our trap. I bet she's gone absolutely ballistic!" Madame Zynn took no notice and rested her hand back on his knee. "Who said the performance was finished?" she smiled at him tauntingly. He was shocked, "No...you can't be planning anything else Zynn... surely ...those Kittens look absolutely spent!" The he saw the movement under the archway. He looked closer as a new figure walked jauntily into the square, forgetting Zynn's hand completely as it began to slide up the inside of his thigh again! The new arrival was a short, stocky figure. His round head was clean shaven and his ebony black skin glistened in the bright yellow 'sunlight'. His strong, muscular physique was emphasized by bulging pecs and biceps but the things that stood out most were his broad smile and bright, brown eyes. He was light on his feet, despite his sturdy frame, and quickly covered the ground to the fountain-side to join the giggling group of acolytes. Tabitha's weary eyes followed him warily from her butt plug perch, unsure what his appearance could mean, wondering why he only wore a simple cloth loincloth that only partially disguised his manhood. "Anthony's just the man to provide the finale!" gushed Zynn, her eyes watching the new arrival hungrily. "He's one of your porn ..." started Alchemy. "He's a 'performer' Alchemy," corrected Zynn impatiently as she gave his coiled up cock a gentle squeeze of admonition. Whatever he was, the girls seemed pleased to see him as they hugged him and rubbed their hands over his smooth, hard muscles. It was then that Alchemy noticed the two gold medals that he was holding, on the ends of long white ribbons. "Prizegiving time," confirmed Zynn, before adding with a smile, "Tabitha's servant wins by about a million orgasms!" And it was Tabitha's naked blonde servant that he drew forward. He made a big thing of turning around the 'audience' and showing the medal before looping the ribbon over the servants head and letting the large metallic disc nestle between her perky young breasts. He pulled her to him and gave her a quick hug before kissing her on the cheek and drawing back. His hands rested on her narrow shoulders and his smile widened as he gentle pressed her downwards. It was apparent that the other servants had been busy whilst the camera dwelled on their top halves, because when she was on her knees it was clear that his loincloth had been undone and was now rumpled up on the floor at his feet. It was also clear that he was endowed with a piece of manhood that was a match for the big black strap-ons that the women still wore! His huge erection stood out impressively in front of the young woman's face and she quickly took it in her hands, drawing it to her face where her lips greedily began to lick and kiss at the throbbing tip. His grin was even wider now as he let her pleasure him. She worked her way up and down his straining length for a while before finally finishing at the bulbous head, opening her mouth wide and sucking him inside, struggling with his wide girth in her throat. He stood that delicious feeling for just a few minutes, his wide grin starting to look a little strained as her tongue got to work. Then he held her head and pulled himself back and out, his stiff black shaft now glistening with her saliva. Then he pulled her up onto her feet, both of them sporting big black erections still and moved towards Tabitha on the fountain statue who watched their approach with a mixture of wild emotions running across her face. The foreboding and trepidation were natural enough given what she'd just been through, but the underling lust and animal like hunger surprised even Madame Zynn. "Amazing," she murmured, almost to herself, "she's absolutely insatiable! I really do need to get more of these Kittens on the show!!" When he was stood between her splayed out legs he lifted the remaining medal, showed it to the audience again and then leaned forward over Tabitha's naked form to wrap the ribbon around her neck. Because she was leaning backwards on the statue, and her hair was built up he had to reach a long way forward and Tabitha's eyes widened as she felt his massive cock push up against her pussy slit, and then slip inside her sopping wet hole. His perennial big grin widened again as he forced himself deeper whilst positioning the medal between her sweat covered breasts, sliding right up to the hilt and filling her gushing cavern completely again. He rested there for a few seconds, enjoying the sensation of the way she enveloped him, before lifting his face to her and briefly kissing her on the lips. But he quickly pulled back and dropped his head so that he could capture her nipples in his mouth, instantly bringing them erect again with his tongue and teeth. He was still easing forward into her, keeping up the pressure inside her, but didn't start to thrust, just letting her feel his throbbing hardness occupy her as her arousal soared again. And then her servant got busy with her fingers, reaching between the two joined bodies, searching out and finding Tabitha's clit and then hitting it with a swift and devastating massage! Tabitha didn't have the energy left to fight it and Alchemy heard a small cheer from around the control room as the bell gonged and Tabitha's O-counter count went up yet another notch! Then she let out a long drawn out moan as Anthony let go of her hips and pulled slowly, ever so slowly out of her, making her feel ever glorious inch of his big cock as her pulsating vagina desperately tried to cling onto him!! None of the audience thought that that would be the end of it though. And it wasn't!! As he finally pulled away, his big waving cock now covered in Tabitha's oily juices, he pulled the servant between them and, using his big hands on her buttocks, forced her hips up between Tabitha's legs, and the big black dildo strap-on smoothly replaced him inside Tabitha's raging hot pussy. The gasp from both girls reminded Alchemy that the servant was wearing a double dildo and had felt the jolt of that sudden penetration almost as much as Tabitha! She didn't get time to recover though as she felt the black man's fingers roughly pulling her bum cheeks apart and exposing the entrance to her back passage. He rubbed the oily wet tip of his erection around that tight entrance for a few seconds before his buttocks tightened and he pushed forward and started to open her up. Tabitha was looking at her tormenters in amazement as she felt the strap-on dildo press even harder inside her. The servant's eyes were wide in amazement too, her mouth open and her face straining with tension as she felt him spread out and invade her, holding her breath as she tried to control the sensations hitting her from both of her violated entrances. Her body was squeezed up between the man and Tabitha, and when he started to thrust back and forth she lost control and climaxed almost immediately! Tabitha wasn't far behind either because each of the mighty thrusts that Antony was making into the servant was also driving the strap-on dildo deep into Tabitha, so as he fucked the servant hard and fast, he was also fucking Tabitha as well. Both women were at his mercy, the fires raging between their legs as he started to increase his pace, the orgasms coming fast and deep as he hit a steady rhythm that showed no sign of abating. "My God!" gasped Alchemy in dismay after a while, watching the two women almost dancing on the end of his big cock, "surely he can't go on much longer!" And, fortunately for Tabitha, he didn't. His big, permanent grin was getting more fixed by the second as he felt the electric tension building intolerably inside his loins as he slid in and out of the acolytes tight grip. Alchemy had admired his control but could see that he was quickly coming to a climax of his own and eventually, after what had seemed like an age, he finally gave out a big grunt as he erupted inside his victim. The orgasm counters on the screen had reached ridiculous levels as he collapsed forward onto his victims and the two woman looked semi-delirious after being taken to such erotic heights for so long. Even now, Alchemy could see Tabitha's legs quivering in reaction! But now that really was the end of the show, and he turned to Zynn again having stood up awkwardly to get his trapped erection out of her playful hands. "Okay, you've had your fun now, let's make that call and set the trap. You must have made plenty on that show judging by the betting levels!" Zynn was positively glowing, if a little disappointed that Alchemy had wriggled away from her, "You're definitely right about that one my partner in revenge, and just think what money we'll bring in when we've got Catwoman to star in the next one!" Alchemy and Octopussy looked on in anticipation as she picked up the silver phone from the table. -------***********------ Back in Catwoman's conference room, the atmosphere was charged with emotion. Catgirl had looked on in silent horror throughout Tabitha's reluctant starring role. Batgirl had felt her hand tightening on her own as each stage of the production progressed into ever more discomfort. She was getting angry herself now, not in any sympathy for the captured Kitten's, but because of the pain being inflicted on her new, re-found, lover. Catwoman had been watching with a steely hard intensity. She'd been cursing slowly and continuously throughout, her voice getting sharper but remaining threateningly calm and vicious. Natasha hadn't said a word, but her face was grim, her eyes radiating a deep seated hatred. It was clear that she wasn't going to forget the way that her Kittens had been treated. But she was the one to caution Catwoman against doing anything rash. The first thing was to rescue the Kittens and only then should they take revenge. When the phone rang though, seconds later, Catwoman snatched it up instantly, her harsh words ringing round the room. "YOU MISERABLE FUCKING WITCH ZYNN!! I'M GOING TO TAKE GREAT DELIGHT IN TAKING YOU AND YOU'RE SO-CALLED FUCKING GANG APART LIMB FROM LIMB AFTER THIS! AND DON'T THINK FOR ONE SECOND THAT I WON'T FIND YOU NOW...YOU'RE FUCKING DAYS ARE NUMBERED!! "Oh well," thought Batgirl wearily, "...nothing too rash about that then!" To Be Continued... A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wishes Pt. 03 ((Authors Note - Please note that this is adult fiction, so only read further if you qualify! This is the third and final part of this series covering Batgirl's experiences after the 'Wins' series. As before, it's best read after Parts 1&2, but just as a quick summary... Batgirl has just about recovered from her traumatic experience with Batman (see Batgirl Wins), and has surprisingly been reconciled with Catgirl again, just as danger threatens from another quarter when Catwoman receives a dire threat from a mysterious threesome (Madame Zynn, Alchemy and the sinister Octopussy). Catwoman is not impressed and sends out her Kittens to find out who and where they are. Meanwhile Batgirl and Catgirl tread warily around their new relationship. Batgirl has a quick fling with Sister Allison at the hospital and hatches a plan, and an old flame traces her to her job at the Library but when he finally gets to see her, Catgirl gets in on the act too. There's something mysterious about the new man too, but they get distracted when they find out that some of the Kittens have been captured, including Catgirl's close friend Tabitha. When Madame Zynn uses them as forced 'stars' in one of her internet porno transmissions, Catwoman is beside herself and threatens dire consequences... I hope you enjoy, and please comment and/or vote. I love to hear from you ... RIP - Yvonne Craig Duke )) ***** Index: 26. The Morning After ... 27. Elevensies! 28. Distracting Catgirl! 29. A Catty Emergency 30. Captured! 31. Friends Re-United? 32. An Awkward Moment ...or Two 33. The Cavalry Get Together - Well, Maybe?! 34. A Little Respite. 35. Progress Report ... or Lack Of It! 36. Unwelcome Stardom! 37. Positions Please...Action! 38. Everyone Gets a Turn ... or Two ...or... 39. Their End Is Nigh! 40. Change of Plan. 41. Getting The Treatment - At Last! --------------------------------- 26. The Morning After ... Batgirl slowly, languidly, stretched out her arm, her hand searching the opposite side of the big bed. She was still in that state of half-sleep where reality and dreams intertwined. But when her wandering arm failed to make contact with a warm, naked body, the reality side of her mind began to take control. She felt a wave of disappointment that she was sprawled across the white sheets alone. Where was she? And more to the point, where was her partner?! Her eyes finally started to open, squeezing together briefly as her beautiful, deep brown irises adjusted to the light in the bedroom. She yawned, taking in a long, slow breath as reality finally banished her dream world. Or had she been having a nightmare? It wouldn't have been surprising given recent events! Suddenly she knew exactly where she was. In Catgirl's bed. And, more to the point, in Catwoman's business headquarters. And, even more to the point, with Catwoman's permission!! Well, permission of sorts. Batgirl lifted her hand to sweep away the wisps of light brown hair that had drifted over her face as she remembered the previous evening. The way that she'd sat through a tortuous porn program on Madame Zynn's internet channel, forced to watch on helplessly as three of Catwoman's captured Kittens were made to perform as the stars of the show. The way that she'd held Catgirl's hand as her particular friend, Tabitha, went through one forced orgasm after another until even Batgirl was feeling some sympathy for her torment! And all this because this new 'gang' had suddenly appeared, intent it seemed on wreaking some sort of cataclysmic revenge on Catwoman and her organisation. Madame Zynn was hardly new opposition, but her new partners, the mysterious Alchemy and the sinister Octopussy were complete unknowns. And, try as she might, even Catwoman couldn't think what she'd done to become the subject of their anger. After the phone call she'd had from Zynn as the 'show' finished, she'd spent some time going through possibilities with her Head of Operations and Head Kitten, Natasha, but in the end they'd given up. The nature of Catwoman's distinctly confrontational operation meant that the list of possible enemies was practically endless!! Catwoman's reaction to the phone call had left Batgirl puzzled as well. She'd been incandescent by the time the program finished and had treated Zynn to such a detailed description of what she'd do when she got hold of her that Batgirl had wondered whether some of it was anatomically possible! In the end she'd had to listen though, and her expression had changed, becoming shrewd and calculating before slamming the phone onto the table so hard that the screen had cracked! Catgirl, still upset by the treatment of Tabitha, had tried hard to get out of Catwoman what had been said, but she'd clammed up, refusing to go into any detail, telling her that Natasha and she would deal with it. Then she'd really surprised Batgirl, by asking her, Batgirl of all people, to look after Catgirl while she made some preparations, just before storming out of the conference room that they'd been occupying. Batgirl had been totally flummoxed. Catwoman had never, ever, been to known to have a good word for her, and now she was asking 'Bat-Bitch' to look after the one person that Catwoman was known to really care about! Of course, it wasn't as if she wouldn't anyway. Now that she'd gotten over that totally horrendous fling with Batman, she'd got together with Catgirl again and they were as close as they'd ever been. Why wouldn't she protect her? But having Catwoman ask her ...!? But Catgirl hadn't been in a good mood last night. She was annoyed that Catwoman had gone off without confiding in her, and still upset about Tabitha. Batgirl might have felt jealous if she hadn't seen the pain so clearly etched across her lover's beautiful features. In the end, they'd gone off to bed and made love. But it had been a lacklustre affair, totally devoid of their usual electric excitement and passion with Catgirl's mind clearly elsewhere. In the end, when they'd cuddled up together, and Catgirl had fallen into a troubled slumber, Batgirl had lain awake for a while wondering uneasily just where this dangerous predicament would lead them. None of this actually answered Batgirl's current worry though. Where had Catgirl disappeared to? She was supposed to be protecting her and she'd lost track of her already! She finally sat up in the bed, the sheet dropping down to her waist, revealing her beautiful taut orbs, and a hint of the black thong which was all that she was wearing. She'd heard a subdued voice in the background. "Holly? Is that you?" she asked, looking over at a hunched up figure in one of the plush leather sofa's that dotted Catgirl's palatial apartment room. The figure was wearing a soft white terry robe, and as Catgirl looked up and waved, Batgirl saw that she was speaking quietly on her mobile. Batgirl slipped out of bed and casually sauntered over, blissfully ignoring her semi-nakedness. She sat on the arm of the sofa and let her fingers slide possessively through Catgirl's shiny, soft brown hair. Catgirl lifted her head towards her as she talked and smiled, her whole face lighting up. Batgirl was relieved. There hadn't been much smiling last night! Listening to Catgirl's end of the conversation on the phone, Batgirl had quickly worked out who was on the other end of the line, and another brief pang of jealousy surfaced in her mind. Catgirl was still smiling back at her though and, encouraged, she let her hand drift onto her robe covered shoulder, and then slide to the front before slipping inside the folds of the robe. By now it was familiar territory as she enjoyed the feel of her fingers sliding over Catgirl's firm breasts, before cupping one and massaging it gently. It made Catgirl suck in a quick breath and interrupted her flow of words as the little explosion of pleasure radiating from the captured breast washed through her. She gave Batgirl a look of mock anger as she tried to continue the conversation but then had to gasp again as the searching fingers finally trapped her nipple, and squeezed it playfully. "Oh God!" she spluttered, half in exasperation as the fingers continued to work at her hardening nipple, "...look Dick...I'm going to have to go...Barbara's arrived, and you know how annoying she can be!! I'll see you at eleven at the cafe ...bye love!" Now it was Batgirl's turn to gasp though as Catgirl's free hand lifted up and tweaked one of her bare nipples in response. "Hey!" she gasped before relaxing as the hand lifted higher, wrapped around her neck and pulled her face down to Catgirl's where soft lips and a lively tongue were waiting for her! After a long sensuous kiss that set her heart racing, Batgirl finally pulled away. "Robin been chasing you then?" she asked casually. "Yeah ... poor love's been bombarding me with texts all night so I thought I'd better reply before he decided to risk coming over here. I said we'd meet him at that cafe later..." That earlier pang of jealousy had quickly passed. Batgirl had had to accept that Catgirl and Robin were in a close relationship that even she couldn't match. They'd become soulmates years ago, but it was a strange, easy-going relationship that certainly didn't preclude other partners, much to Batgirl's satisfaction! Batgirl smiled mischievously into Catgirl's bright, hazel eyes as she moved her hand over to cup Catgirl's other breast under the robe, "So...'annoying' am I?! I think that I need to find a way for you to apologise to me Holly Robinson..." before adding with a big grin, " ...maybe we should go back to bed!" Catgirl didn't put up much of a fight! 27. Elevensies! Robin was looking unusually casual as they occupied their own, very secluded booth at the back of the cafe. It was something that they'd insisted on when they started to use it as an 'unofficial' meeting place. Privacy was paramount! But anyway it was quiet, so they almost had the place to themselves. And the intoxicating coffee fragrance helped of course. Batgirl sometimes wondered if she was getting hooked on the freshly made bean mixtures that the South American owner refused to divulge! Dick Grayson was wearing jeans and a bright green tee-shirt advertising a local rock band. A long way from his old Bruce Wayne inspired slacks and expensive shirts. "Wow Holly, you're certainly having an effect on my partner in crime!" laughed Batgirl. They were all in 'civvies', not wishing to draw attention to themselves. Batgirl's choice was a little limited as she'd only kept a 'librarian' change of clothes at Catwoman's place and Catgirl had refused point blank to take her back to her apartment for something more casual. Their love-making had gone on longer than expected, much to Batgirl's delight, and Catgirl had refused to be late for their meeting with Robin. Hence Batgirl was wearing a longish, dark blue skirt and plain white blouse. The skirt hugged her lithe hips though and the tailored shirt hinted heavily at the hidden treasures enclosed in her lacy white bra. As they'd greeted and hugged each other at the entrance, Robin had whispered in her ear, "I love it when you wear your sexy 'uniforms' Barbara!" and given her a sharp pat on her tight bum to emphasize the point. "Oi!" had snapped Batgirl in surprise, before a quiet smile spread across her face. She was absolutely totally not immune to compliments, even from her junior partner! Catgirl had surprised Batgirl though when they were dressing. She would normally have been out in faded, tatty jeans and some sort of tight, breast displaying top. Today however, she was wearing a pale yellow summer dress. Of course it was short, the hem finishing a good few inches above her knees and the snugly tailored halter top was low enough to reveal the foothills of her generous breasts. But even so, it bordered well onto the conservative end of fashion, and Robin's eyebrow had risen a touch when he'd seen them approaching. He'd given Batgirl a questioning look, but she'd only been able to shrug in response. It had made Batgirl wonder though. Catgirl hadn't said much about the events of yesterday, and when she'd found out that Catwoman and Natasha had gone off early, she'd just frowned and then dismissed the Kitten lieutenant who'd brought her the message quite casually. Batgirl had expected anger again, but she'd just seemed to mutely accept it. Batgirl had decided that she really did need to keep a close eye on her, just as Catwoman had asked! So they finally got seated in their private booth at the back, almost in the shadows, a circular table at the centre of a half moon of soft leather chairs, fresh coffees in front of them. And Robin finally got down to business and asked them bluntly "what the hell was going on?!" Catgirl and Batgirl looked at each other. He wasn't usually so assertive! Batgirl was wondering how much Catgirl would want him to know, so she let her take the lead. In the end it didn't matter though because she just came out with the whole story! Robin already knew some of it, but his eyes widened and then narrowed in a scowl when she got onto the threat that Catwoman had received. He sounded absolutely scandalised when he realised that the threat included Catgirl, grasping her hand across the table in a show of solidarity. Batgirl's lips pursed at the gesture, a little annoyed that he hadn't seemed to care that the threat appeared to extend to her too! And when Catgirl described the way that they'd been forced to watch Tabitha and the other Kittens getting assaulted on the internet his snort of disgust was positively breathtaking! Batgirl did however note that Catgirl's brief recap had totally excluded mention of the re-appearance of Batgirl's old flame, Richard, the day before and the absolutely breathtaking couple of hours they'd spent with him, and his rock hard erection! Clearly she didn't share everything with Robin after all! Still, having brought Robin up to speed and having discussed the re-appearance of Zynn and her two new colleagues at length, they were soon stumped because none of them had a clue where Alchemy and Octopussy had come from, or how to tackle them all! In the end, Catgirl shrugged her shoulders and announced that she was heading off to the toilet. Robin waited until she'd gone before announcing that he'd be taking over the role of her 'protection'. "As if!" responded Batgirl cooly, " ...you can help if you like, but anyway I'm in charge of her for now..." and just to emphasize the point she added, "... Catwoman said so!" Robin did a quick double take, "You can't be serious?! She hates you!" "I know, " grinned Batgirl, "...weird isn't it!" They both laughed at that thought, and then Robin surprised Batgirl by asking her to 'disappear' for a bit because he had some private things to discuss with Catgirl. He said that he'd try and distract her from all the mounting pressure that she was suffering. Batgirl gave him a questioning look because Catgirl had just re-appeared and was in the process of sitting down again. "Pull across the curtain when you go Barbara," he said before turning to Catgirl, "...she's got a few things to sort out at the apartment, so I said that I'd entertain you for a bit." "Oh, ok, " said Catgirl nonchalantly, " See you later then Barbara," before switching her attention back to Robin. Batgirl was quietly fuming. She couldn't believe it! They'd just, calmly as you like, dismissed her!! But what could she do? In the end she got up, and stomped away, angrily swishing the long 'privacy' curtains across the front of their booth behind her as she went. 28. Distracting Catgirl! But she stopped at the door and turned back, suspicion oozing out of every pore. She was sure that it had been a set-up. They must have planned it when they were on the phone earlier! She knew that she should trust them, but somehow she just couldn't. And hadn't Catwoman tasked her with keeping an eye on Catgirl? Given her fractious relationship with her arch-enemy, it wasn't much of an excuse, but it would have to do! She nodded to the cafe owner as she slowly made her way back and slipped into the next booth, just where there was a gap in the curtain, and just in time to see Catgirl get up and straddle Robin on his seat, their lips meeting in a long, enthusiastic kiss! The kiss quickly developed and their hands were soon roaming across their backs and sides before Catgirl grasped his tee shirt and started to pull it upwards. They broke off the kiss just long enough to get the thin material up and over his head, and then their mouths and tongues were reconnected as her hands now started to slide sensuously across his muscular shoulders and chest. Batgirl was starting to feel uncomfortable. She was sure that Robin must have upped his training programme because his bare upper body was looking absolutely yummy and the little reaction between her legs was because she was suddenly quite keen to replace Catgirl's roving hands by her own! She was thinking that this was probably the time to make her presence known, but she couldn't move as the intensity next door increased! Robin's hands had already explored her hair, her face and most of Catgirl's upper torso, but now they were up at her bosom, caressing and massaging the sides of her breasts under the thin dress. Catgirl's little moans of pleasure were increasing in pace and intensity as he found her nipples and gave them a rub too. Then, with a gasp, she leaned back, her eye's full of lust and hunger as she trapped his hands over her breasts for a few seconds and then led them into the top of her dress. Quickly, with a little wriggle, Batgirl watched wide eyed as she eased out her taut orbs from her dress and let them rest in Robin's welcoming hands. So that answered the question that had been in the back of Batgirl's mind earlier about whether she'd been wearing a bra! Robin's eyes were fixed on the twin treasures for a second or two, and then he leaned forward to wrap his mouth around one and begin to tease at it with his tongue and teeth. Catgirl's head rocked back as she was suddenly overwhelmed with an avalanche of electric signals from the trapped, erect button. He worked at that one for a while before switching his attention to the other one and Catgirl's arms wrapped themselves around his head to keep him pressed into her as she ground her pussy into his hardness and enjoyed the searing pleasure! Batgirl's nipples too were getting some attention and she gasped in surprise as she realised that one hand had, almost automatically slipped down to cradle her left breast and squeeze the peak through her blouse and bra. She pulled it away a little guiltily, but it was soon sliding back again as she watched Catgirl's hands suddenly get busy in Robin's lap. He was still busy torturing her hard nipple, but he wriggled back a little to give Catgirl room to undo his belt, rip down his zip and let her hands slide teasingly down the front of his pants. Then he stiffened as her fingers found his trapped erection, coiling tantalisingly round it for a few seconds before easing it out between their bodies. Batgirl's eyes widened. It wasn't as if she hadn't seen it before, but just now it looked massive, standing tall and hard and thick! From Catgirl's position she couldn't see it, but she could certainly feel it, and her hands were instantly busy caressing his taut skin, feeling it's length from base to tip, encouraging it to grow even bigger! They were both breathing hard, lost in their hot carnal feelings as they continued to work on each others sensitive skin, his hand now sliding under her dress and up her thigh as it sought out the damp, quivering target between her legs. When he touched it she shuddered and let out a long low moan as her throbbing clit signalled its approval! A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wishes Pt. 03 Batgirl's own pussy was starting to tingle in sympathy as she imagined what his devilish fingers were doing to her friend under the thin summer dress and she no longer made any attempt to control the hand caressing her breast! Then Catgirl finally pulled back, almost staggering off his lap, her hand dragging up her dress to reveal her plain white panties, already half off her pussy after Robin's exploration of her dark, sopping slit. Her eyes were wild with a sexual frenzy as she hooked her fingers into the waist band and dragged them completely down her legs. When she'd stepped out of them, she kept the dress ruffled up around her waist as she straddled him again, easing her wide open slit just up to the quivering tip of his tall erection. She had her eyes closed as she moved backwards and forwards for a few seconds, letting his cock rub along her oily opening a times before finding the right position and sagging down onto it, forcing it to spread apart her hot vagina opening and sink slowly inside! When she'd sunk down as far as she could, she paused for a second, luxuriating in the feel of him filling her so completely. Then she began to gyrate her hips, lifting and dropping rhythmically to make him slide over every part of her red hot inner sanctum. Her pace gradually increased and Batgirl's mouth went dry as she watched her friend fucking herself faster and faster on Robin's rigid erection. Both their faces were stretched out in grimaces as the sexual tension built up and up into an almost unbearable level of white-hop pleasure. A deeply frustrated Batgirl couldn't believe that they could keep going like that for long and then Robin's patience snapped! He thrust back hard as Catgirl came onto him yet again, lifting her higher on the end of his cock as he forced himself upwards. Catgirl's little cry of surprise was lost in the moment as he bent her over backwards onto the coffee table and proceeded to piston her hard for the few minutes that was all it took to take them both over the edge. Finally he collapsed forward on to her as his deeply embedded cock erupted inside her, and Catgirl's splayed out legs stiffened as she felt a blissful orgasm course through her weary body! Batgirl swallowed as the erotic sight intensified the hot throbbing that was frustratingly unattended to in her own wet pussy, but then she was distracted as her phone went off as a message arrived! And a few seconds later, Catgirl's ringtone echoed it as she too received a message, not that she was actually in much of a state to realise given the way that she was still riding the intense climax as it gently faded towards reality again. 29. A Catty Emergency Batgirl was dressed in her familiar purple and yellow suit again as she tried to calm Catgirl down. She too was suited up in her shiny black and pink flecked outfit, looking at one second like a feline jaguar, ready to pounce on anything that disagreed with her and at the next second a lost kitten, torn apart with indecision and apprehension. They were back in Catwoman's HQ. "We've got to go after them and find them!" an irritated Catgirl snapped yet again. Batgirl glanced at Trixie, one of Catwoman's senior Kitten's and evidently in charge now that both Catwoman and her head Kitten, Natasha, had gone missing. She was dressed in the Kitten's black leather combat gear that did nothing to hide her sensational figure, although the holstered Glock automatic interrupted the lines around her hips somewhat! "Didn't that 'emergency squawk' alert tell you anything about where they were?" "It wasn't on long enough to get a real fix Batgirl. It just gave us a general area down by the riverside. But we do know that Catwoman wouldn't have triggered it unless they were in serious trouble..." "Exactly!" snapped Catgirl, twisting out of Batgirl's grasp, "We can't hang around any longer. I'm off to investigate NOW! Trixie, get a squad ready and surround the vicinity. I'll call you when I need back-up!" Clearly Catgirl had a made up her mind as she stormed towards the outside door. "Wait for me!" shouted Batgirl in alarm. This was ridiculous, they couldn't just descend on a potentially dangerous area without any recon! She looked back at an equally agitated Trixi. She too knew that it didn't make sense but, technically, in Catwoman's absence, Catgirl could give the orders! "Better get as many of your 'girls' out there as you can Trixie. Maybe I can slow her down. I'll get Robin to do some intel checks on the Batcomputer. There might be a loose mobile call or text out there that we can pick up on... and you'd better loop me into your comms chain, goodness knows what Catgirl will do if anything really has happened to Catwoman!" She couldn't believe that she was actually giving the Kittens orders. Or, as Trixie twisted away with a nod, that they might actually follow them! Before she chased off after her lover though, she glanced down at the piece of paper that Trixie had surreptitiously slipped into her hand when they arrived. Catwoman had evidently asked her to give it to Batgirl, and not Catgirl, in the event that she went missing. The message was simple enough. "Batgirl - don't you dare let Catgirl anywhere near this place! - 'Sea Creatures Inc'." Then she called Robin, asked him to do the intel sweep, and to give Batman a head's up. She knew that it was exactly the opposite of what Catwoman had wanted, but what did Batgirl care about that! And after the way that he'd treated her recently, it wasn't exactly high up on her list of 'wants' either, but she was savvy enough to know when to line up support in the field. Then she dashed off after Catgirl! When the traffic finally forced them to pull up at a red light, Batgirl grabbed the driver's arm, "What the hell are you doing Catgirl? We've gone through two red lights already! You're going to get us killed even before we even get there!!" She was breathing hard in the open topped sports car that Catgirl had jumped into before jetting off for the Riverside area. "...and what the hell are we going to do when we get there?...WE HAVEN'T GOT A PLAN!" Batgirl added slowly, determinedly. Catgirl's eyes were still on the lights though, a steely determination shining through, totally ignoring Batgirl's rational pleas. "I'll think of something when we get there!" she muttered darkly, before slamming her foot down on the accelerator and weaving expertly through the traffic as the lights finally changed. Batgirl was non-plussed. She'd never seen Catgirl behave like this before. She'd known that she was close to Catwoman. She'd never understood it, but there was no doubting the bond between them, even though it wasn't a blood link. In the end she slouched back in her comfy leather seat and waited, hoping that reason would prevail eventually. And, eventually, the car did slow. Now that they were in Riverside, a mixture of old derelict warehouses, modified apartment blocks and newer start-up businesses, Catgirl had finally accepted that she didn't know what to do. She scanned relentlessly from side to side as they motored along, looking for inspiration. Inspiration that just wouldn't come. There was nothing that looked suspicious. Nothing at all! Eventually she pulled up by the road-side. They'd combed the area for ages with nothing to show for their efforts. Catgirl had finally run out of steam as she slumped over the steering wheel, "Oh God Batgirl...they've got Catwoman and there's nothing I can do... nothing at all! ...what do you think they'll do to her?" Batgirl saw the tears in her eyes. It made her feel incredibly sad. Not because she was worried about Catwoman, she believed that the devil really did look after its own! But she couldn't stand to see Catgirl so upset. Particular after she'd seen the sign a couple of blocks back. But should she tell her? Catwoman had been so specific. Don't let Catgirl near it! But she glanced at Catgirl's distraught features again and gave in, finally letting her heart rule her head! --------******------- "Hold on a minute!" she shouted desperately at Catgirl as the lithesome young woman practically jumped out of the car and headed across the small, deserted car park to the front of the old, run-down building. It had taken them just minutes to get here after Batgirl had finally mentioned seeing something 'suspicious'. But at least it had given Catgirl a sense of purpose, and a bit of an adrenalin surge. Maybe a bit too much of a surge! "I'll get Robin to check the place out first!" she added in genuine concern as she picked up her communicator and rang Robin's number. Batgirl quickly brought him up to speed on the latest development and then chased after her friend, seething at her impetuousness, a sinking feeling inside telling her that this definitely hadn't been a good idea! She glanced round. The old building sitting just alongside the dark river, looked distinctly unkempt, windows and door boarded up at the front. She looked up at the sign above her head. It was much newer than everything else, out of place really. Batgirl shook her head in dismay. She was an idiot to have mentioned it to Catgirl, and Catwoman would probably kill her when she found out that she'd led Catgirl here! The words on the sign almost mocked her stupidity. 'SEA CREATURES INC' Catgirl had finished trying the front for openings though, and was heading purposefully for the side of the building. "Have you called in the Kittens Catgirl? We should wait for back-up..." counselled an unusually reluctant Batgirl as she got out of the car. She was annoyed now, because she knew that Catgirl was behaving just as she normally would by diving straight in!! "I'll just give it a quick check out first. We don't really know if it's ...oh, look, this side door's ajar!" "Wait!" shouted Batgirl in alarm, but to no avail, as she watched the black and pink suited figure disappear inside! She sprinted across the car park to the door and couldn't have been more than a couple of minutes behind when Batgirl too was at the door, peeping inside. It was pitch black! "Catgirl...?" she whispered quietly, unsure of her surroundings, as her eyes adjusted to the faint light coming in from a tiny window at the far end of what appeared to be an empty warehouse space. There was no sign of her! "Catgirl!" she shouted in more concern as she stepped inside There was no response and Batgirl spent a few more minutes searching around, desperately wondering whether she should call in Batman and Robin. Then she heard scuffling noises from above her and what could have been moaning sound. She looked up instinctively and saw in the dim light a row of offices on a gantry down one side of the building. A rickety set of steel steps led up to them from near where she'd come in. She listened intently for a few seconds before hearing more scuffling sounds. That was enough for Batgirl! She drew in a deep breath and quickly scaled the steps. She went as quietly as she could, convinced now that there was danger ahead! At the top of the stairs she was faced with a problem. A narrow corridor ran both left and right with office doors leading off at irregular intervals. There was more light up here, but the corridor was empty. She took a quick decision and went left, creeping along as quietly as she could, cringing as empty office doors squeaked when she eased them open to look inside. She was on her fourth door, heart beating hard when she heard the moaning sound again. She stopped to listen. It was coming from behind her. She'd come the wrong way! She was on her toes as she tip-toed silently back and started to check offices on the other side of the stairway. She'd pulled out a Bat-Knife from her Utility Belt as she went, holding it low, ready for anything as she checked door after door. And, of course, it had to be the last one where she found an occupant! "Catgirl!" she gasped in alarm as she saw the huddled form squirming about on the floor, moaning softly again. 30. Captured! The thing that really froze her in her tracks though was what Catgirl was wearing ...and what she was doing!! Perhaps 'not wearing' would have been a better description though! Bits of her bright, shiny costume appeared to be scattered all around the floor, and she was gloriously naked apart from just her pink boots, long gloves and cowl. And Batgirl's eyes widened even further when she realised what her friend was up to. One hand was busy on her taut, left orb, teasing at her erect nipple, pulling and twisting it enthusiastically while her other hand was equally busy between her legs, fingers deep in her slit as she rubbed and flicked at her clit. "Catgirl! This is no time to be frigging yourself! Oh Jesus ..." gasped Batgirl as she took a step forward, just as Catgirl's fingers slid down from her clit and two of them knifed deep inside her pink hole. She saw that Catgirl's eyes were squeezed tightly shut and her face was contorted as she quickly pumped herself into an orgasm, the louder moan carrying far into the recesses of the deserted building. Well, maybe not totally deserted. A sinister voice from behind startled Batgirl and made her twist round before she could stop Catgirl, who was still busy jilling herself senseless. "Ah, Batgirl as well I see...so we've got a full set! Zynn will be pleased!" A tall, well built woman had stepped out from the shadows and was standing challengingly, hands on hips and legs apart about five yards away. Batgirl immediately dropped into a fighting crouch, Bat-Knife held low and ready while she assessed the danger. "Who the hell are you?!" she snapped, but already she knew. She'd recognised the pearl coloured costume covering the big woman from head cowl down to matching boots, and the slightly misshapen back. This had to be Octopussy, the one standing next to Zynn in the video. The second of the triumvirate that was threatening them all with...well, Batgirl didn't really know. But it hadn't sounded pleasant! "And what have you done to Catgirl?!" Batgirl added venomously, glancing quickly at her friend who's hands were still busy pleasuring herself into yet another climax. Octupussy's dark brown eyes never left Batgirl's, "Oh she's alright...for the moment anyway. I always knew that she could never resist fingering herself...but Alchemy's little lotion seems to have helped with her inhibitions somewhat don't you think!?" Batgirl had had enough. She wasn't going to stand by and see her friend treated that way! She took a step towards her foe, her knife at the ready, her eyes steely hard with hatred. But if she was hoping to scare her she was disappointed. "Oh, come on Batgirl, you can't be serious!" laughed Octopussy with a deep booming voice that suddenly triggered something in Batgirl's distant memory. Did she know this woman from somewhere? "Why don't you just hand yourself over and save us all the aggravation?" she added tauntingly. "Why you big, lumbering jellyfish...I'll ...Ouch...Oh!" Batgirl gasped as she'd taken another step forward, but at the same instant something hard flashed out from her adversary and caught her below the knees, taking her legs away and dumping her in a painful heap on the hard floor! Her Bat-Knife was knocked from her hand by the impact and clattered away across the dusty floor. It took a moment for her to collect her senses and then she squirmed after it. But just as she reached out, a long metallic looking tentacle slid past her face and locked itself onto her outstretched hand, freezing it in position. She twisted and went for the knife with her other hand, but another tentacle quickly locked onto that wrist as well! She struggled violently, but the grip was so powerful that she couldn't shift them and in the end she had to pause, breathing hard. She looked back at Octopussy, who was chuckling at her discomfort. She was amazed to see that the two 'tentacles', about three inches in diameter and imprisoning her wrists so tightly had sprung out from Octupussy's strangely misshapened back. She gasped again in alarm as she saw that two more had sprung out and were heading towards her feet! She twisted and kicked out at them but it was to no avail and she cried out in frustration as they gripped her around her booted ankles as well. Now she really was immobilised! "Now then Batgirl! That's better..." said Octopussy with a wide smile as she looked down on her prisoner," ... you always were a feisty one!" Batgirl was still breathing hard after her exertions, and thinking hard as well. It seemed like this new foe already knew her from somewhere, but try as she might Batgirl couldn't think from where! She looked closer at the tentacles imprisoning her wrists. It looked as though the metallic ends had somehow split and wrapped themselves tightly around her gloved wrist, but she could still wriggle her fingers, so they didn't appear to have done any damage. "Clever aren't they?" smiled Octussy nastily as she watched Batgirl's annoyed expression, "Alchemy's done a really good job developing them to be so sophisticated don't you think? You'll be surprised at what else they can do!" The way that she said it didn't give Batgirl much encouragement. She glanced back at Catgirl, wondering if she'd be getting any help from that direction, but she was still writhing on the floor, moaning in self generated ecstasy as her fingers worked enthusiastically between her legs. "You still want to know what happened to her?" asked Octopussy in mock concern, "Perhaps I'd better show you. We haven't got all day after all!" Given the circumstances, Batgirl wasn't at all sure that she did want to know what had happened to her friend, but suddenly she felt the tentacles move, dragging her irresistibly upwards until she was held aloft in front of Octopussy, arms and legs pulled apart in a star shape. Try as she might, Batgirl just couldn't break the steel like grip, and in the end just ended up hovering there about a foot off the ground! "Now Batgirl, let me show you something else that my little friends can do!" announced Octopussy evily as she sent yet another tentacle flying at Batgirl, who cringed back and shut her eyes in alarm as it seemed to thrust straight at her neck! When it landed though, it was with just a light touch. Batgirl opened her eye's slowly as she heard a sudden whirring sound from below her chin. Suddenly the light pressure on her suit zipped around her neck and finished at the front again. Batgirl felt the cool air on bare skin! "What the...?!" she gasped in alarm as the tip of the tentacle began to slide downwards and her suit began to part behind it! Within seconds, the tentacle had drawn a line straight down between her breasts, and cut through even the most heavily armoured parts of her suit. "Oh no!" gasped Batgirl in dismay as she felt the cool air began to circulate around her bare breasts as the suit material fell away from them. "Mmm nice tits!" laughed her adversary as Batgirl's twin jewels appeared out of the torn material, her dark pink nipples already stiffening in the cool breeze, "Amazing what these things can do isn't it? I told you that you'd be impressed!" Batgirl gritted her teeth, not wanting to show a reaction. It looked like she was going to be disrobed like Catgirl, and there wasn't a thing that she could do about it! When the tentacle slid ever lower, Batgirl cringed again as it reached her Utility Belt, but for some reason Octopussy stopped there, sending it looping around her waist and back up her spine, gradually tearing the suit away from her upper body until she was left breathing hard, totally naked from waist up except for her cowl, bright ginger wig and purple gloves. Octopussy seemed to be enjoying herself though and sent another tentacle snaking out from her back to nudge up against one of the exposed nipples, making the tip vibrate and showering Batgirl with an unexpected burst of pleasure. She continued the torment for a while, grinning widely as she watched Batgirl's face contort as she tried vainly to control her bodies reaction. Then she switched to the other nipple and repeated the treatment! A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wishes Pt. 03 "Ah, ah ... you're just as predictable as Catgirl, Batgirl... you just can't get enough of it can you?! I bet you're gushing like a fountain by now. Shall we see?!" Batgirl cringed again a she felt a tentacle at her waist again. She heard clasp of her Utility belt snap and it went flying across the floor. Then the cutter was busy on her uniform again. This time it started at her calves, just above her purple boots, and drew a line straight up the font of one thigh and up to her waist again. When that was done, she felt it run up her other leg until the torn material just fell away between her splayed out legs, revealing her tight, skimpy black thong, just nicely covering her mound. Batgirl raised her eyes to the ceiling in frustration, knowing exactly what was coming. "Wow, Batgirl! You really are a bad girl aren't you? That thong of yours is absolutely soaking! It must be uncomfortable. We'd better have it off!" "Hey, no ...oooooh!" gasped Batgirl as a tentacle slid around her waist and instead of just snipping through the material like before, took a hold of the back of the thong and yanked it upwards, dragging the damp material deep into her slit, and rubbing it tantalisingly past her awakened clit. For a few minutes it seemed like all of her weight was being balanced on the thin strip of material under a legs until, eventually, the taut material did surrender and with a loud tearing sound gave up the unequal struggle. Batgirl's eyes watered a she felt the remnants dragged swiftly past the sensitive little button no longer hiding away so shyly inside it's little hood! So now she was displayed before her capture more or less totally naked, her strong muscles flexing as she tried yet again, unsuccessfully, to escape from the tentacle's grasp. She cried out in something approaching despair as a tentacle slid up the inside of her thigh and began to tease open her nether lips, hitting her with little vibrations every now and then which made her tense as the building fire between her legs was stoked mercilessly!! "So, now you can see what happened to Catgirl," commented Octopussy conversationally, "I'm not sure that I can give you the full treatment though because I used up nearly all of Alchemy's lotion on her!" Batgirl sighed in relief. That was the best news that she'd heard all day! "However, there's still a little left in the jar ..." Batgirl's heart sank, "... so I can give you a flavour of it..." "You'll be able to compare notes with Catgirl later!" Octopussy added with mock enthusiasm. Batgirl watched in mounting horror as Octupussy used a tentacle to pull over a jar that had been left on a windowsill. There was just a little yellowish, oily looking liquid left at the bottom. Octopussy dipped one of her free tentacles into the jar, and coated as much of the end with the liquid as possible. Then she waved it in front of Batgirl's face, where she watched wide-eyed as the viscous liquid spread slowly around the metallic, blunt nose. "Now where do you think that this should go?" laughed Octopussy, "Oh, I know!!" Slowly the tentacle dropped and positioned itself between Batgirl's straining thighs. She stared down between her taut, pert breasts. It was over two inches in diameter and didn't seem to have any limit on length. How could she possibly handle it, irrespective of whatever that damned yellow liquid did?! Instinctively she'd tried to tighten her muscles as a last defence, but it didn't look like doing much good, and Batgirl cringed as she felt the cold tip rub up against her puffed out labia lips. She gasped again in shock as she felt it rub along her slit a few times, sliding purposefully up against her clit. Not just from the cold anticipation but because of the almost instant reaction of her sensitive skin. Every nerve that had been touched seemed to be on fire! Her clit was suddenly pulsating and her weary mind was quickly swamped with the electric pleasure being generated. It was like a tidal wave that quickly swept through her, an orgasm building so fast that she could hardly believe it as it ripped through her! "And that was just for apperitif!" laughed Octpussy as she pushed the bulbous tip right up against Batgirl's tight vagina, forcing apart those reluctant muscles that had suddenly lost all resistance, and driving the metallic intruder deeper and deeper, inch by tantalising inch filling her hot cavern. Instantly it got even hotter! Batgirl felt all the nerves inside switch on too. Suddenly she was convulsing on the big thick invader that totally filled her as it felt like a volcano exploding between her legs and she was subjected to a series of mind-blowing climaxes, each bigger than the other! Distantly, she felt herself dropping, the pressure on her wrists and ankles subsiding and she knew, vaguely that she was laying on the floor again next to Catgirl, her extremities released. But it was too late. The monstrosity inside her began to move backwards and forwards for a short time sending her over the edge yet again, before, finally and excruciatingly slowly, withdrawing completely. Even more distantly she heard Octopussy cackling with delight as Batgirl rolled over, all resistance gone, throwing off that irritating purple glove, hand sliding possessively between her legs. Her eyes were unseeing, her lithe body squirming as her fingers got on with the sole focus of her drug induced thinking, just like Catgirl beside her, the task of keeping the orgasms flowing!! 31. Friends Re-United? As Batgirl's senses slowly began to return, she shuddered. She just couldn't believe how weary and sore her body felt. She felt used . She swallowed as the memories came flooding back. The fight with Octopussy, and then that downward spiral into orgasm land. Or should that have been 'upward' she thought with a fleeting, grim smile. Well, it couldn't be all that bad if she'd retained her sense of humour! She considered opening her eyes, but held off for a moment, concentrating instead on feelings. She was on her side on another hard floor. Her arms were pulled tightly behind her back, tied together at the elbows and wrists. It made her bosom push outwards and she could tell from the rough feel of the ground rubbing on her breast as she breathed that she was pretty much still naked. Her ankles were shackled together in some way, but more loosely than her wrists so she could move them a little, and she could feel a rope around her trim waist. More worryingly she could also feel another rope running down from it, over her flat belly and running loosely under her legs, and up between her bottom cheeks before disappearing somewhere up behind her back. She was relieved that it wasn't tight. She'd started to feel her pussy throbbing again after... after...well, after whatever that blasted Octopussy had done to her! That did it, she was starting to get angry again! She opened her eyes and looked around. It wasn't dramatically bright, so she focussed quickly. It had to be the dungeon that Zynn had used for the threatening video clips. The walls were bare stone, covered in water marks and some stains that Batgirl didn't care to think about. Chains and shackles were dangling from metal hooks, and the flickering light from the flaming wall torches made the whole scene look distinctly medieval ... and dangerous! And she wasn't alone! She'd already seen the similarly bound, still shape of Catgirl alongside her but it was someone else that grabbed her attention first! "You absolutely useless piece of purple crap!!" snapped Catwoman as she saw Batgirl surveying the scene, "You're just an incredible fucking waste of space!! I ask you to do the simplest of things. Just to keep Catgirl out of danger...and what happens?! You practically deliver her here as a present!! ...Ohhhhhhh shit, that's ...Oh God!" Batgirl's eyes widened as she looked up at her arch-enemy. She'd been about to respond in kind. After all, she'd tried hard to stop her impetuous friend, but there was no arguing with the result. But what really stopped the words flowing was the realisation that Catwoman wasn't exactly free to do what she liked! And she was looking distinctly 'used' herself!! In fact both of them were, because Catwoman and Natasha, her head Kitten, were both tied up just like Batgirl, but they were dangling down together from the ceiling, toes just about touching the floor, and Batgirl watched in alarm as Catwoman's face screwed up into a combination of pain and something more basic, animal like as the breath hissed out of her. Batgirl was quick to see why. Catwoman was just as naked as herself, clad only in her shiny black boots, gloves and headcowl. Poor Natasha had her back to Catwoman and appeared to have lost all her clothing! They were both tied in exactly the same way as Batgirl, but the rope running under their crotches definitely wasn't loose! It was pulled tightly under them and it passed through a big ring behind their necks which was in turn suspended from a pulley hooked to the ceiling. Because their toes could only just touch the ground, it meant that the rope was taking most of their weight and had worked its way deep inside their sensitive slits. Batgirl grimaced in sympathy as she saw them sway together again and the rope tightened between their legs making them both gasp at the same time! At first Batgirl couldn't quite see why they'd lost their balance and then she saw that they were having to tip-toe on a piece of loose boarding that kept moving under them. It was almost impossible to stay still, and each time they moved, the rope was rubbing away at their inner sex, and especially their clits. Batgirl swallowed as her own pussy started to pulsate in sympathy as she imagined what it would feel like! But that wasn't all. "Jesus Catwoman, what have they done to you?! What happened?" she gasped, staring wide-eyed at the fierce looking bruises that dappled her bare skin. Catwoman grimaced again as the rope moved, "Fucking Octupussy is what happened! Oh Christ not again...!" she added, closing her eyes as she felt her pussy respond. It was Natasha who finally filled in the details, " ... I don't know who that woman is, but she really doesn't like Catwoman! She used those damned tentacles to beat her up good. It was fortunate that Zynn came in and stopped her. I know she only did it because of her porn plans, but it was a good job she was there, I can tell you!" 32. An Awkward Moment ...or Two "Oh, it's so good to feel appreciated!" Batgirl's head snapped round as she hear the new voice. She'd been so engrossed with the Catwoman and Natasha spectacle that she'd missed the movement from the big wooden door as the corseted Zynn came in accompanied by the sinister Octopussy and the more jaunty Alchemy! "Carefull Octopussy...!" she hissed at her companion as they reached the centre of the chamber and a tentacle snaked out and flicked hard across one of Catwoman's swaying nipples, triggering a sharp cry of pain even from that normally strong individual, "I know that you're impatient to get at her again, but we agreed didn't we?! Not until after I've run my shows! She's going to have to spend a lot of time in the make-up department as it is!" They stared fiercely at each other for a few moments, as Catwoman and Natasha moaned in unison as they tried hard to regain their balance and stop the dreaded rope inflicting more unwelcome responses from between their legs. "Oh come on you two," said Alchemy firmly, "...let's get on with it... then we can get the camera's rolling. I like the idea of showing the four of them strung up like this as a 'taster' for tomorrows big show!" He was standing a few feet away from Batgirl, dressed in his fawn slacks, chequered top and that ridiculous little Lone Ranger mask and she was tempted to take a swing at him with her shackled feet. It would have been a good way to work out some of the current frustration that she was feeling, but then she'd suddenly realised what his words meant. "What do you mean ...four of us strung up...", she queried, then she realised, "...Oh!" The thought of being made to dance around like Catwoman and Natasha didn't sound in the least bit appealing! She looked around desperately for a way out! In vain though. "Sorry Batgirl, nothing against you personally," added Alchemy airily, "...but we need even numbers!" By then Zynn had walked over to a wooden bench and picked up a small box, which she brought back to the other two. Octopussy was still eyeing Catwoman with undisguised hatred, but Zynn tapped her on the shoulder, "Come on, do your stuff. We'll have to start with Batgirl, it looks like Catgirl's still out for the count ..." She turned to Alchemy as she finished, "...that must have been strong stuff you used on her, she looks absolutely knackered." Alchemy was looking down at the prone semi-naked figure with the hideous pink boots thoughtfully, but not with a lot of concern, "Serves her right Zynn. She came between me and someone I was getting close to. She'll have to suffer for it as well!" "Leave her be!" shouted an irate Catwoman from behind them, "If you damage a hair on her body, I swear that I'll ... Ouch!!" "Shut it Catwoman!" snapped Octupssy as she recovered the tentacle that had just snaked out and lashed Catwoman across her other breast, "...you won't be 'damaging' anyone from where you're going soon!!" The words were almost evil enough to distract Batgirl from what Zynn had pulled out from the box. But not quite! Her mouth opened in a round 'o' as she watched the way that Zynn's expert fingers caressed the black, fir tree like but-plug and the silver, eight inch vibrator! Each with a round ring attached to the base. Zynne's dark eyes flashed in anticipation as she looked down into Batgirl's and her face spread in a wide grin, "Now then Batgirl, open wide for your next treatment! I don't suppose this is the first time that you've seen these little babies is it?!" Batgirl tried hard to squirm away from her on the floor, but trussed like she was it was impossible to move at anything but a snail's pace. Then she gasped in shock as twin tentacles flashed out and grasped her ankles in a vice like grip again. Zynn bent down next to her, detached the chain that linked her ankle shackles and then she felt her legs being pulled remorselessly apart until they were wide open, her throbbing pussy totally exposed and her nether lips gaping. Zynne leaned forward and slipped the nose of the vibrator straight up against her unprotected pink hole and with a casual shove, pushed it in! The suddenness of it all had taken Batgirl completely by surprise and she gasped again and sucked in a quick deep breath as she felt the cold metal penetrate her hot inner space and drive deeper and deeper inside her. No sooner had she felt the full length settle inside though than her legs were being twisted round so that Zynn could get at that other little defenceless hole behind it. Batgirl squirmed even harder as she felt the tip of the but-plug parting the strong muscles defending her back passage. This really did bring tears to Batgirl's eyes as she felt Zynn pushing and twisting it relentlessly to force her wider and wider open than she could ever remember and she was breathing really hard as, with a snort of satisfaction, Zynn finally worked it right in and her strong muscles closed back around the narrow base, trapping it in! "Wow, you're quite tight back there aren't you Batgirl?! You ought to visit me more often. I'd soon have you fully exercised down there!" Batgirl was still taking deep breaths as she tried to get accustomed to being so fully invaded in both of her private holes at once, so she didn't deign to reply. She hardly noticed that Zynn was still busy between her legs, threading the rope somehow into the metal loops sticking out between her legs. It was only when Zynn had refastened her ankle shackles and pulled on the rope at the back to tighten it under her legs that she felt the way that it's movement triggered a deep set of electric vibrations inside her and she found her voice. "Oh Jesus...that's ...Oh my God ...Ohhhhhh!" "So now you know what it feels like!" snapped Catwoman nastily. "Better wake her up Alchemy," sighed Zynn as she finished with Batgirl. He seemed happy to oblige, picking up a bucket of water from one corner of the room and simply throwing the cold contents over Catgirl's head! Batgirl twisted round to try and comfort Catgirl as she heard her splutter into shocked wakefulness, but the motion set off such a flood of sensations from the occupied spaces between her legs that she had to grit her teeth to keep it all under control! There was nothing that she could do though as she heard their three opponents deal out the same treatment to the helpless Catgirl, all the while accompanied by a torrent of abuse from Catwoman that almost turned the air blue! Batgirl made another mental note to add to the many others that Catwoman had said nothing while she was getting the 'treatment'! When they'd finally finished and Catgirl too was lashed up behind Batgirl and attached to the metal ring, she finally managed to speak, sounding distinctly strained though, "God Batgirl ... I'm sorry I got you into this ... are you ... errrr ...plugged up too?" Batgirl was glad to hear her taking it so calmly, "Yeah Catgirl ...it only hurts when I smile ... or move!!" Catwoman hadn't missed the conversation, "Don't know why the hell you'd want to apologise to that useless ..." "Stop it Catwoman!" shouted Catgirl as she twisted and immediately regretted it. She gasped as the vibrator got to work inside her, "...uuuurgh ... oh Jesus! ...don't blame Batgirl ... it was my fault we got caught..." "Mmmmmm..." responded Catwoman, sounding distinctly unconvinced! Zynn and the others had followed the conversation with broad grins. "Ah good to see the opposition are such a tight team," laughed Zynn as she dragged over another ceiling pulley and pulled the hook down to slip it in the metal ring behind the two straining young women's heads. Batgirl watched in silent horror as Zynn walked over to a wall mounted power control, pressed a button and with a sinister whirring sound she felt the hook start to drag the ring taut and then upwards! And with it the ropes that looped under their legs tightened, nestling into their slits and making the dildos an but-plugs react inside their fiery lairs! It was disturbing to say the least and the two young warriors had to grit their teeth and try to scrabble upwards to ease he devilish pressure! Fortunately they were able to lean back into each other to keep their balance, their bound arms trapped together between them as the ropes relentlessly dragged them upwards by their crotches until they were on tip toes. Batgirl had been expecting the lifting to stop there but she groaned in disappointment and then gasped in horror as she felt herself lifted off her feet by that infuriating loop of rope to dangle with all her weight rubbing it over what seemed like every sensitive spot she possessed! She twisted her grimacing face round as she heard Alchemy slide something under their feet, and for a moment there was relief as her toes touched something solid again, and the painful throbbing between her legs eased a little, but then it seemed to move under her and she lost balance momentarily making the infernal rope move again and trigger a whole wave of new electric responses from between her legs. The loud gaps that had escaped Catgirl's lips behind her confirmed that she wasn't the only one suffering. For a moment she was consumed with anger as she realised that, like Catwoman and Natasha, they'd been placed on some sort of unstable platform that was never going to allow them to settle!! A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wishes Pt. 03 "You evil witch Zynn!" she snarled as she watched the three villains heading for the door again, their work apparently done, "...I'll get you for this! ...some time, some day!! Oh God...Jesus ...ohhhhh!" She'd lost her balance again and paid the price with another blast of almost overwhelming sensations! Zynn had stopped and turned, a slow smile spreading across her round face, "Well, well Batgirl, defiant to the last I see! Shame you won't ever get a chance to carry out that ridiculous threat... but we'll have some fun with you first. Maybe you'll be a bit more respectful after an orgasm or two ... or twenty two ...or...ah ah ... the look on your face!!" "Oh nearly forgot!" she added pulling out a little black control that had been nestling in one of her stocking tops. "Enjoy girls!" she grinned a she pressed a red button and walked out. "Aaaaargh!" gasped Batgirl as she felt the big vibrator nestling in her love cave surge into action, the waves of sudden pleasure almost overwhelming her immediately. She clenched her thighs together hard to try and hold back, hearing similar gasps and cries from the other woman and realising that they were all suffering the same way! She'd lost her balance again though and the rope movement on her clit was just the final straw! "Oh nooooo ...I'm cum...ohhhhhhhh!" 33. The Cavalry Get Together - Well, Maybe?! Robin was tapping hard on the Batmobile's electronic computer screen. His expression was grim. Somehow he knew that he'd need all of his hacking skills to get any further in his search for Madame Zynn's location. He'd decided quickly that this was the best way of finding his missing friends, despite Batman's insistence that a 'forensic' investigation of the warehouse would provide clues. He glanced up at his reflection in the vehicle's mirror and grimaced. His normal youthful, cheery features looked as strained as he felt. His heart had sunk when he'd had the call from Trixie. It was strange really. Even though he'd known about the threat against Catwoman, Catgirl and Batgirl he'd never really believed that anything would come of it. After all they'd triumphed over Madame Zynn on more than one occasion in the past! He didn't particularly like Catwoman, but he didn't hate her with the intensity that Batgirl did, however he'd always had a sneaking respect for her apparent invincibility. She was just so hard and merciless that the thought of her being captured hardly crossed his mind. But now she was gone, and apparently so too were Catgirl and Batgirl! That was what really hurt. His two closest friends, whisked away by the evil triumvirate as well! His expression hardened as he returned his attention to the screen. No way was anyone going to harm both of his lovers!! The dark Batmobile was sitting menacingly next to the empty open-topped sports car in the warehouse car park. By the time that they'd arrived, the area around the warehouse was positively crawling with Catwoman's Kittens, who'd found the abandoned sports car a few hours earlier. Robin had initially been slightly surprised to see how professionally the black leather clad amazons had set about investigating the 'crime scene' but then he'd thought about how well Catwoman trained them and realised that they'd probably do just as good a job as he or Batman could. It was one of the reasons why he'd just taken a quick look inside the dark interior of the warehouse before heading back to get on with his own investigation into 'Sea Creatures Inc'. Thirty minutes later he was interrupted as he noticed two figures emerge from the side door and head his way. One was the big, imposing figure of a very angry looking Batman, the other was a more slender, but nearly as tall woman, dressed in the black leather gear of a Kitten. It struck Robin that it was really rare to see the Kitten's dressed for 'war'. He normally saw them around Catwoman's place dressed in, well, not very much! Still, even in the black leather and with her long ginger hair tied up severely, Trixie still looked like a walking sex bomb, helped in no small way by the impressive cleavage that her low cut top was displaying. Quite intentionally probably! The two didn't appear to be on the best of terms though. "I don't know why you didn't bring us in earlier Trixie," he snapped as they approached, "...the trail's obviously gone cold and we've been wasting time! Jesus, you lot are such a set of a set of incompetent floozies at times!!" Trixie breathed in deeply, glancing at Robin, evidently ready to explode. He quickly dragged his eyes up from her expanding cleavage and gave her a kind of 'I'm not responsible for him' shrug. Batman had been in a state of uncontrolled fury ever since he'd found out about the threat to Catwoman. Robin knew that it was irrational, but equally he knew that Batman and Catwoman had 'form', going back a long way! "And what's more, why the hell did you let Batgirl and Catgirl go off on their own like that?!" continued Batman, seemingly oblivious to Trixie's stormy expression, "They're obviously too immature to deal with this sort of threat!" Robin's eyes widened at that as he wondered what Batgirl's reaction to that little gem would be when she found out! Clearly Trixie was in the mood to tell her as well as she finally lost her temper. "Why you overbearing old fart! You clearly haven't got a single brain cell operating at the moment! My Kitten's have done a more thorough job here than anything I've seen you do! You've huffed and puffed and moaned and just got in the way ever since you arrived you pathetic waste of space!!" Batman had stopped by the car, open mouthed at Trixie's unexpected tirade, "What ...what ..." Trixie was still in full flow though and wasn't brooking any interruptions. "The reason that you've only just found out now you big clown is because Catwoman didn't want you involved! And now I can see why! She only let Batgirl and Robin get involved because Catgirl insisted on it and only then if they kept you out of it!!" Batman shot a glance at Robin, who looked away quickly, seeing the hurt in his eyes. "But ... why ..." "Because you're an insufferable, insensitive arsehole Batman! And it's no secret what happened between you and Batgirl recently either!!" finished Trixie poisonously, breathing hard! Batman's facial expression looked just like he'd gone fifteen rounds with the world champion, his eyes wide in shocked surprise, his mouth hanging open, slack jawed! He just wasn't used to dealing with people who didn't admire or respect him. And the feisty Trixie came into neither category! "What ...what ...!" he spluttered finally before Robin came to his rescue. He tried to sound bored so as to defuse the situation. "So did you guys find anything useful in the end?" "Not a bloody thing!" snapped Batman derisively, "Except for the pieces of their costumes of course..." He stopped and looked glum for a moment, "... they'd been ripped to shreds!!" "Well, that's not exactly true Batman," added Trixie condescendingly, "because if you'd given me chance, I'd have told you about the strange chemical trace that our spectrometer scan picked up, and the footprints heading towards the river..." "What spectrometer analysis?" said Batman in surprise, "since when has Catwoman had that sort of technology?" "Since ages ago Batman, but why should she tell a lunkhead like you ... oh, what's this?" She'd been interrupted by the ringtone of her KittenCom device. She started at the message in surprise for a moment before turning to Robin. "Jesus ... can you get porn channels on that thing?" she indicated his console. "Trixie!! I don't think that this is the time for that sort of thing!" said Batman righteously. Trixie ignored him and showed Robin the message. With a few quick keystrokes, Robin brought up the site in question. "Oh God!" gasped Batman. "Oh No! Catgirl!" gasped Robin. "Fuck!" snapped Trixie, "Oh but Zynn's really going to pay for this!!" The scene was the dungeon, flame lights flickering eerily in the background as Catwoman, Natasha, Batgirl and Catgirl bound forms dangled on the ends of their ropes. The cameras roamed over them, and their sweaty, naked bodies, spending long seconds on their taut faces as they grimaced under the effects of their erotic torture. As the camera panned down Catwoman's writhing body, over her spectacular breasts, pert nipples protruding sensuously, they all gasped together when they saw how the rope tied around her waist disappeared down over her dark, triangular bush before diving inside her puffy, reddened slit and under her crotch. Trixie gulped, and her pussy muscles clenched involuntarily as she realised just how uncomfortable, and tantalising, that must feel! Then they saw words scrolling across the screen in big, bright yellow letters - 'Don't Miss Tonight's Big Betting Extravaganza - Roulette with Catwoman and her Friends Chasing the Orgasm Counters!' Eventually a very angry Robin broke the spell as he looked helplessly back at the other two, "Now what...!?" 34. A Little Respite. Batgirl was only hazily aware of the strong arm around her waist, taking her weight as she felt the merciful relief of the fire in her pussy starting to wane. She was still gasping for breath after yet another orgasm had convulsed its way through her. Suddenly she realised that the rope under her crotch was no longer taking her weight as she stumbled around on that damned false flooring, no longer sawing away inside her slit, no longer moving the vibrator and butt-plug around inside her. And wow!...the vibrator had finally ceased tormenting her sopping vagina! She leant wearily into the arms of her rescuer, not caring at that stage who it was, just that her torment was over! Or was it?! She finally realised as the strong hands laid her down on the dusty floor that she needed to know who this was! As her eyes finally focussed she saw that it was a tall, blonde woman wearing a short, Greek style toga. She shook her head as she attempted to clear the befuddlement. Who was she? The face seemed familiar as she leaned over her to unfasten the ropes binding her arms behind her. Then she noticed the way that the white toga costume had parted down the front, revealing a pair of small, pert breasts. Then she remembered. It was Annika, one of the captured Kittens that had been the subject of the Zynn's 'Fountain Orgy', the provocation that had led to their entrapment! As her arms came free, she moaned as she felt the pain as the blood rushed back into restricted areas. Annika was busy now undoing the rope from around her waist but as it came free Batgirl put a hand over her rescuer's. "Just a moment while I get my breath back..." she whispered, a weak smile of gratitude spreading across her strained features as she looked into Annika's steel grey eyes. She smiled back and sat cross legged next to Batgirl until her breathing slowed and the throbbing between her legs abated a bit more. She looked around. Catgirl and Natasha were being assisted by the other two Kittens, Sammy busy with Natasha's bindings whilst the raven haired Tabitha seemed to be cuddling Catgirl as they rocked together in each other's arms. There was no sign of Catwoman though. Batgirl looked back at Annika, waiting patiently beside her. "What's happened to Catwoman?" she asked. "Zynn took her away. She wants her make-up department to cover up some of those bruises that Octopussy inflicted before you go on display again." Batgirl didn't really care that much. She was more worried about Catgirl, but she seemed to be in good hands already! "Did you draw the short straw Annika?" she said wryly, sitting upright and grimacing as the movement reminded her that the vibrator and butt-plug were still in place! "Short straw?" replied a puzzled Annika, with her slight Scandinavian accent. "Well, I don't usually warrant much support from the Kitten community." "Oh, I'm relatively new to this. I know that you're not popular with some of the girls but while we're fighting this evil threesome, I think that we need to stick together don't you?! Here... let me help now." Batgirl shrugged and smiled her thanks again as Annika quickly released the remaining knots and loosened the ropes. All that was left was to ease it out of her slit and pull it through the metal loops in the bases of the toys. She lifted an eyebrow as a query and Batgirl quickly took the rope out of her hand before easing it ever so slowly out from between her sore nether lips. That was not a job to give out to anyone else! And then, equally slowly and carefully she slid the rope through the metal loops so that the vibrator and butt-plug didn't irritate her insides any more than they had to! Now she just had to get her personal 'invaders' out. She opened her legs as wide as the ankle shackles would allow and reached under her to feel for the butt plug. She got her fingers around the base loop and pulled firmly. Then she stopped, her eyes widening as she felt it move inside her, pressing against her little ring of tight muscles that were wrapped around the narrow neck, but they weren't going to give up their captured toy quite so easily! Batgirl had taken in a big breath as she paused, not sure whether just pulling harder was going to do the trick! Annika smiled, "Let me Batgirl. I've had some experience with these!!" and with that she pushed away Batgirl's hands, leaned her back and got to work between her legs. She gently eased back on the ring, twisting and pulling in a regular rhythm that got Batgirl breathing even harder, until her tight anal muscles gradually gave up the battle and allowed themselves to be eased open so that the big butt plug finally broke free, and forcing the air out of Batgirl's lungs again as she dealt with the electric response between her legs. She'd hardly got over the shock of it being removed, than she felt Annika switch to the vibrator. That at least came away a little easier, her vagina so heavily lubricated that her muscles couldn't stop the smooth missile as her new servant gradually eased it out into the air, leaving her pink hole gaping still, and throbbing mercilessly! Batgirl had clenched her thighs in response to the latest surge of electric responses when she gasped again as Annika's head dropped between her legs and she felt her lips and tongue begin to caress her sore slit and slide tenderly around her pulsating entrance. "Jesus," gasped Batgirl as her head rocked back as she felt a warm, tingly response wash through her, "Oh God, but that's good .. mmmmm... Annika, lovely ...oh Jesus ... ohhhhhhh!!" Unbelievably, yet another climax had been wrung out of her! "Mmmm Batgirl ... you taste nice!" was Annika's response as she finally came up for air, grinning from ear to ear! "Typical!" said Catgirl sarcastically from behind her, making Batgirl's head twist round to where her lover was still cuddled up with Tabitha after evidently being freed of her bindings and 'inserts' too, "...you're just so easy!" Batgirl was about to make a comment of her own about the way that Tabitha's hand was possessively cupping Catgirl's wet pussy, but she was distracted as the dungeon door opened and Alchemy strode in! A red mist descended over her eyes as Batgirl swivelled and instinctively tried to launch herself at him, determined to inflict damage on at least one of the sources of their discomfort! Unfortunately, the instinctive urge to exact retribution hadn't taken account of her shackled feet and all that she managed to do was to fall in a heep over the surprised Annika, wincing as her sore pussy brushed hard against Annika's knee! Even so, it made Alchemy wary enough to stay well out of range as he surveyed the scene. "Well, well, well," he smiled, eyebrows raised, "...still pretty lively I see Batgirl! I'd have thought that you'd have been wanting to save your strength for later...you're going to need it!" As he let the final threatening words sink in, he pulled out three little plastic jars from a bag that he'd been carrying and threw them in turn, one each to the three Kittens. "You'll know what to do with these won't you girls?!" he laughed before giving Batgirl and Catgirl a hard stare and then turning and heading for the door again. "You won't get away with this 'Alky' or whatever your damned name is," snapped Batgirl, "we'll make you pay some time or other!!" He turned at the door, and laughed back at her, "You know, you're quite beautiful when you're angry Batgirl...especially dressed like that ...and especially with your legs wide open!" Batgirl glanced down, mortified, and snapped her knees together. By the time that she'd looked back again he'd gone! Meanwhile Annika was opening the top of her jar and showed Batgirl the contents. It looked like a smooth, lime tinted white cream of some sort. "You know, I think that Alchemy is a bit of a softie at heart, Batgirl. He gave us some of this stuff surreptitiously after we'd been put through the 'Fountain Orgy' and I couldn't believe how quickly it took the soreness aware from down there." Annika was indicating Batgirl's puffy red pussy lips! Batgirl looked at it suspiciously though, before dipping her finger tentatively in, drawing it near her nose and sniffing it. It felt cool and refreshing to the touch, and smelt a little of mint. It didn't seem to have done any damage to her fingertip though and her pussy was still pulsating so hard that she quickly gave in. "Oh, go ahead then Annika. I can't stand this bloody throbbing any longer!" She leaned back on the floor and let Annika spread open her legs again and let out a long low sigh as she felt her fingers begin to work the cooling cream over her pussy lips and then deeper, as she began to coat it all over her raw inner folds. Batgirl was amazed at how quickly the burning fire began to die away, and soon she was using her hips to urge Annika's fingers into all the right places! She'd closed her eyes after the first, initial contact had proved so wonderful, and when she felt soft lips begin to brush across hers as the devilish fingers finally began to delve deeper and deeper inside her, it seemed just so natural to sigh and kiss right back! 35. Progress Report ... or Lack Of It! Robin was still scanning through mountains of data on his PC in the Batcave when his phone went. "Oh, Hi Trixie ...any news?" He listened and then glanced quickly across the room to where Batman was busy on his own console. "No ...he's ...err, well ...he gave up prowling the streets hours ago and he's chasing up information on recently released criminals ... yes, I know you told him ... but ...well ...he just needs to do something Trixie I think." He was sure that Batman must have heard his end of the conversation but he wasn't saying anything. After that spectacular bust up with Trixie at the warehouse car park, relations between the two of them had been somewhat glacial, and Robin was starting to get a bit fed-up of acting as 'go-between'! He switched his attention back to his PC, "Yes, I'm finally getting somewhere with the paper trail," he responded to her question, "Zynn may think that she's hidden her leasing of that warehouse behind a whole army of shell companies, but I'm starting to make progress. Sooner or later I'll get an address of her HQ from somewhere! How are you doing tracing the Internet broadcasts?" He listened again for a few minutes, "Yeah, I know how easy it is to bounce transmissions across servers all over the world, and I'm not surprised that Zynn uses different logical and physical networks each time, but there's a trail in there somewhere. You'll pick it up eventually!" A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wishes Pt. 03 His expression hardened because he was speaking with a confidence he didn't entirely feel, and he feared that if they didn't pin down Zynn's operation before the end of tonight's transmission, starring his own two lovers after all, then it might be too late!! Batman finally looked up as he ended the call. Despite his annoyance at the way that he'd dealt, or maybe not dealt, with Trixie and the Kittens, he could see that Batman felt just as angry and hurt as he was about their current disheartening progress. He shrugged his shoulders expressively and Batman's expression hardened again as he turned back to his screen, back to their race against time! 36. Unwelcome Stardom! When Batgirl started to come round again, she had to shake her head to try and get her eyes focussing. She felt strange. And uncomfortable! Then the memories started to flood back. The way that Annika had used that delicious cream to convert those sore areas between her legs into marvellous sensuous ones, and the way that she'd ever so slowly brought her to the brink of a climax and then teased with her for ages before finally taking pity and hitting her clit with a series of deft flicks that filled her with such a surge of electric pleasure that she was sent tumbling over the edge yet again! The way that they'd cuddled together and watched Tabitha doing the same to Catgirl. She'd almost forgotten that she was captured, in a dungeon, and in dire danger! Then there'd been the hissing sound, a thin mist dropping down from the ceiling, and then oblivion again as the gas enveloped them all! Now, as she scanned around, things didn't look, or feel, so good! Her wrists were trapped in chrome cuffs attached to the floor below her face, her ankles seemed to be fastened down in the same way behind her, and her bum was lifted up by some soft material that looped around her tummy. The effect was to keep her kneeling, bum up, bare breasts dangling down, legs apart. She shivered. Her peach pussy lips would be perfectly displayed from behind. This really didn't feel very promising at all! Then her eyes were drawn to something in front of her that made her gasp in surprise. It was like a big roulette wheel, recessed into the red carpeted floor so that the shiny, polished wood rim was just above ground level. It wasn't quite normal though, the numbers were all there as usual, but the colours weren't the familiar red and black. They were pink, black, green and purple. That set her mind thinking, particularly as she became aware of her companions, each shackled to the floor in the same way. On her left was Catwoman, on her right Natasha and straight across, over the big wheel she found herself looking into the troubled eyes of Catgirl. It was a slight relief to see that, with the exception of Natasha, they'd all been left with the remnants of their clothes, boots, long gloves and coloured head-cowls that still preserved their identities. Black for Catwoman, pink for Catgirl, and Natasha had been given a lime green party mask for some reason. Batgirl knew that her own cowl was purple, so the four of them matched the colours on the roulette wheel. That didn't bode well either! Looking across at Catgirl, she could see that her midriff was being held up by a pink loop of flimsy curtain like material that was attached to a rope from the ceiling. Well, that explained her own predicament at least thought a worried Batgirl. She hadn't had chance to speak yet and she was distracted as she heard a voice from behind her giving am authoritative command. "Okay, initiate the rest of the game, hit the lights and let's get this show rolling!" It sounded like Zynn, but the tone was tinny. Batgirl assumed that it must have come from speakers somewhere. She didn't have time to dwell on it though as she watched the circular centre of the big wheel, open up and a cylindrical, chrome tube rose up about a foot in the middle. Sticking out of the middle were five, round tube ends. They were numbered in gold, one to five. Then a panel opened up in the ground under the faces of each of the captives. The main part was a small screen, but above it ran another narrow display with red and black terminal at each end. Batgirl was mystified at first, but then the screen burst into life and she was looking down at a panoramic picture of the four of them, around the big wheel, obviously taken from above. And around the edges of the screen were Zynn's usual betting panel, but across the top were four coloured numbers, currently set to '0'. With a sinking heart, Batgirl recognised the now familiar 'Orgasm' counters, each set to their own colours! "Come on Kittens ...get on with it! You know what will happen to them if you don't!", reverberated the tinny voice again, and Batgirl flinched as she felt somebody slide onto the floor next to her! "Oh!" she gasped, before relaxing slightly as she recognised the 'Roman' Annika again. She didn't look happy and when Batgirl recognised the wiring in her hand she didn't feel happy either! "I'm sorry Batgirl, but they said that if we didn't wire you up, then Octopussy would do it. You don't want that ...believe me!!" "What do you mean ...'wire me up' ...oh?!" Annika had unravelled the black and red wiring, found a couple of silver clamps on wire ends and was reaching under her. She played with Batgirl's nipples briefly and soon had them standing to attention before attaching the little clamps, and squeezing them onto her sensitive buttons. Batgirl gasped again as she felt the tense nerves inside light up in response. She was just getting over that when she realised that Annika was now lying under her widespread hips and was manoeuvring what felt like another cold clamp up against her swollen labia lips. "Hey, no!" she gasped again, but it was too late as she felt Annika's nimble fingers separating her inner folds and with another gasp she felt her little pleasure button back there clamped as well! Annika reappeared in her field of vision, looked at her briefly with troubled eyes and mouthed 'sorry' to her before taking the remaining ends of wiring and attaching them to the red and black terminals under the screen. Now Batgirl was getting seriously worried as the Kittens, having attended to each of them in turn, silently withdrew. They were obviously primed for one of Zynn's infamous porn shows and she didn't have a reputation of making life easy for her female 'guests'! 37. Positions Please...Action! "Okay Girls...I hope that you're suitably uncomfortable down there," came the tinny voice again, heavily tinged with sarcasm, "We'll just do a trial run before we go on air. So that you can get the hang of the game so to speak. Not that you have to do much of course ... well apart from getting fucked that is! Enjoy..." Zynne flicked the speaker switch off in the control room and waved at one of the operators to set everything in motion. Alchemy and Octopussy were perched on stools where they had a good view into the opulent looking casino room, but their attention was solely focussed on the four semi-naked women who'd all cringed when the big roulette wheel began to spin! "I wish she'd just get a move on!" snapped Octopussy, "Then we can get onto the serious stuff! They're not going to suffer that much on this bloody roulette wheel game!" "Oh Zynn knows how to make a show Octopussy, and we did say that she'd have a chance to make some money from this. That's why she's in. And have you seen the audience figures?! She'll be rolling in it when the betting gets going! I guess you'll just have to be patient, you'll have your moment with Catwoman when this is over!" He looked speculatively at his opal suited companion, "...and I don't suppose you'll be showing much mercy then eh?" "She'll just get want she deserves!" she hissed harshly, " ...and the rest of them!" Alchemy grimaced. Now that they were nearing the moment of truth, he realised that his thirst for revenge over his father's death paled into insignificance when compared to Octopussy's hatred of Catwoman. He shrugged his shoulders. It was too late to back out now! Batgirl was watching a metal ball spin around the big wheel, eye's hypnotised at its erratic movement as it bounced around the cups, watching it almost settle on a black, only to see it bounce out and drop into the cup next door. She closed her eyes and sucked in a deep breath. Typical! It had finished in a purple cup, number ten. She didn't know what it meant yet, but she knew instinctively that it was bad news for her! "Oh, lucky you Batgirl," came the sneering voice from the speaker, "... now concentrate on your screen and shout 'stop' to pick out a low number!" Batgirl saw that her screen had dissolved into a row of flashing numbers from one to five, each lighting randomly in turn for just a few seconds. It was impossible to see a pattern and in the end she just shouted 'stop!' more in hope than expectation. "Oh, a 'two' Batgirl - lucky guess," came Zynne's disappointed voice, "I was hoping that you'd get a 'five'. Oh well there's plenty of time for that later. Right, electrics on!" Batgirl sucked in a quick breath as she felt a sharp tingling sensation hit her nipples, closely followed by her clit. It soon changed into a rhythmical sensation as each of the clamps began pulsating in turn. But, after the initial shock, she was surprised to find that she could handle it quite comfortably, in fact it felt a little too pleasant for comfort! She cautioned herself that it was still only a 'two' though, but she felt confident enough to look up into Catgirl's concerned face and give her a reassuring nod that it wasn't too bad! "And ...Action!" added Zynne, just when Batgirl had thought she'd got away with it. The electric sensations were still stimulating her nipples and clit quite nicely, but she felt a shiver run down her spine as she saw a mechanical arm drop down from the ceiling and clamp over the number two in the central cylinder. As it began to draw upwards, the shiver intensified as Batgirl saw a ribbed vibrator begin to appear! "Oh God!" breathed Catgirl in sympathy as the full six inches of the silver rocket materialised, and then tantalisingly, the arm waved it in front of Batgirl's shocked face for a few minutes. She saw that it was coated with a film of oily yellow liquid which looked disturbingly like the stuff that Octopossy had used on her to such devastating effect when she was captured! Then, as if that wasn't bad enough and with a whirring sound, the ribs down the edges began to undulate! Batgirl's mouth opened in shock. It was alive! 'Oh my God,' she thought breathlessly, 'what the hell is that going to feel like inside me?!' "I'll be controlling this one Batgirl," came that annoying voice again, "but when we get going properly, we sell 'driving rights' to the highest bidder! Hold on baby!" And with that, the mechanical arm, and it's attached silver dildo disappeared over her shoulder, heading for her up-turned rear end. Batgirl couldn't twist round enough to see where it was going and then realised with a sinking feeling that she didn't have to. The screen below her face had switched onto another camera angle, and a picture of her upturned butt was suddenly on display, and waving about over her rear end was a round 'target' with crosshairs in the middle! It was incredulous!! The tip of the dildo must have contained a camera, and now everyone could see where it was heading as it approached her peachy slit slowly but surely. Horrified at what she was seeing, she tried to wiggle her vulnerable slit away from it, but Zynne was a skilled operator and followed her squirming easily until, forcing another gasp out of Batgirl's lips she saw, and felt, the nosecone part her defences and nudge up to her pink hole! She tensed up her muscles as hard as she could, but there was no way that she could stop the inch wide missile begin to part open her defences and slide in. She sucked in a deep breath and gritted her teeth as she felt it penetrate deeper, triggering a wave of electric pleasure as the fiendish yellow liquid began to work on her already super sensitive vagina!! By the time that the full six inches had slid home, she was panting hard as she tried to control her bodies responses to the insidious onslaught on her nipples, clit and the glorious throbbing from her pussy. She almost missed Zynne's next comment, and her eyes opened wide as she absorbed the words. "Okay so far then Batgirl? I see from the readings that you're getting super-aroused already! Catwoman always said that you were way too sexually driven for your own good!" Batgirl had time to direct a fierce look at Catwoman who was watching from her position next to her with interest, before Zynn continued, "...anyway, you'll remember the number from the wheel? We multiply that by the dildo number and that's the number of seconds of fucking you get. Easy isn't it!" Batgirl just had time to do the maths before Zynn continued again. Ten times two would make twenty seconds! Could she stand that? It didn't sound impossible, but the feel of the metal dildo gyrating away inside her was already making the fire between her legs difficult to control! "And of course, we can set the thrust level to anything between 'Super Fast' and 'Slow', but in your case, everyone in here thinks that it should be at the top end of the range ... so here we go. Twenty seconds from ...NOW!" The air gushed out of Batgirl's lungs and she let out an involuntary cry of surprise as she felt the sudden movement between her legs. She couldn't believe how quickly the dildo had partially withdrawn and then driven hard back inside her! And it didn't stop there. She'd only just got over the shock of the first thrust when it was driving deep back into her again! The screens were showing a close-up of the silver monster pistoning in and out between her legs, but Batgirl didn't need it to know what was going on. She was feeling every movement as it pumped quickly back and forth, her vagina on fire as her sensitive inner passage reacted to the invasion each time!! She knew that she was sweating and she swallowed hard as she felt her body reacting in the only way it knew how, the inner tension getting almost unbearable as she felt a sweet climax hovering. But Batgirl was made of stern stuff. She'd lost count of the number of seconds she'd suffered, but she was damned if she'd give Zynn the pleasure of inflicting an orgasm so easily on her! She clenched her teeth grimly and hung on...somehow!! Then, as she was really starting to think that she'd lost it the monster stopped, still lying deep inside her hot cavern, but still at last. The sweat was pouring down her forehead, and her juices down her thighs as Batgirl hazily realised that she'd won. She'd beaten the machine! She'd beaten Zynn!! She looked across to Catgirl who was grinning encouragingly at her. She tried to form a weary smile back, but then Zynn's voice echoed around the room again. "Well, well Batgirl, you held out! That's amazing. Pretty impressive in fact. I'm sure that Catwoman will want to apologise to you? Well, maybe not! Still, we do need to test the equipment though so I'm afraid that I'll just have to up the juice to your clit a bit..." Batgirl had almost forgotten about the rhythmic low level electric stimulation of her nipples and clit whilst she'd been subjected to that twenty seconds of fierce dildo fucking, but when the sudden extra jolt hit all three simultaneously, her defences were totally breached as the wave of pleasure signals swamped through her brain like a tsunami and she felt the deep, relief giving convulsions of a big orgasm spread out from the inferno between her legs. Her response was immediate, and heartfelt! "Aaaaaargh ...ohhhhhhhhhhhh!" In the background she was only vaguely aware of the bell sound and her purple orgasm counter clicking over to 'one' on the screen! "Not entirely fair..." commented Alchemy to Zynn as she'd hit the boost button. "This is Internet Porn, Alchemy you idiot," she laughed, "...'fair' doesn't come into it ... and none of my 'stars' gets to perform without delivering the goods!!" 38. Everyone Gets a Turn ... or Two ...or... The next couple of hours turned into a long drawn out sexual ordeal for Batgirl and her fellow captives as the program went 'on air' and the action started for real. Batgirl was still gasping for breath and seeing stars after her 'test' run when all the opening credits flashed across the screen and, with a sinking feeling, she realised that their beautiful semi-naked bodies were now on display around the world! And, to rub it in, Zynn had sent the cameras roaming around their trapped forms, zooming in on pert breasts, clamped nipples, strained faces and, where they lingered most, on their up-turned buts and tempting dark slits. Batgirl let out a deep sigh of exasperation when her own sweet love slot came into view, already invitingly open and dribbling with juices following her recent encounter with Dildo2. And when she saw the betting developing down the side of the screen she was mortified to see that she was favourite to surrender to the most orgasms!! The first couple of wheel spins gave Batgirl some much needed recovery time. The first ball landed in Natasha's number fifteen slot and she drew the number three dildo, which she was relieved to see was just a slightly thicker and longer version of the one that had just violated Batgirl. But she had forty five seconds to endure and the winning operator wasn't holding back as the fluid coated silver machine rocked back and forth devilishly inside her, and triggered a long, deep climax just as the time came up. After that Catgirl drew the number two dildo again after the ball landed in her pink ten slot. As they watched the silver rocket materialise, dripping with the infernal yellow 'lube', Batgirl found herself wondering whether it would still be warm after it had spent some much time in her own red hot cavern recently! It didn't look like Catgirl was thinking that though as her beautiful features tensed as she waited for her turn on the snub nosed rocket! Batgirl tried to look encouragingly back at her across the wheel, and saw her eyes widen as she felt the snub nosed rocket part the muscles guarding her inner sanctuary and then force itself in! Then her naked body was rocking backwards and forwards, her trapped nipples jerking about, as the operator gave her a series of long, deep thrusts before settling into a steady rhythm. Batgirl could see her friend's features tighten as she fought the inevitable build-up of pleasure, only to succumb to two big climaxes just before time ran out. For some reason, Batgirl had confidently expected the next ball to land in one of Catwoman's black cups and she let out a cry of frustration when it dropped smoothly into purple twenty! This was seriously unfair!! Especially as she could only stop the numbers on three this time so she was due for a full sixty seconds of Natasha's Dildo3. Unsurprisingly, given that her personal pleasure spots were still throbbing from their previous workout, Batgirl racked up four climaxes, each one bigger than the last and sending her mind spinning! She was well in the lead! In fact, delirious with post orgasmic stupor, she almost missed Catwoman's turn! Next time round, the ball finally did land in a black cup. One marked forty eight! When Batgirl had time to think about it, she wasn't at all sure that roulette numbers went that high, but clearly Zynn felt no qualms about bending the rules a little! Especially when it came to picking a number on the screen. The numbers had only been flashing for a few seconds when it stopped on a flashing red 'five'! A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wishes Pt. 03 "Oops! Too slow there Catwoman," came Zynn's taunting voice, "you're out of time so it's a default 'five' for you ... just what all the fans have been praying for!!" Catwoman's snort of disgust was cut short as the mechanical arm dropped quickly down and locked itself on dildo number five. As it drew out the black monster, dripping in oily yellow, all four captives gasped in horror. It was huge! Batgirl reckoned that it must be more than two inches in diameter, and maybe nine inches long, the smooth black surface dotted with raised nodules that would make it even more uncomfortable! She felt her own vagina spasm at the thought of what it would feel like! Even Catwoman swallowed hard as the brute disappeared over her shoulder, heading for her 'virgin' entrance, and all the muscles in her body tensed hard as she felt the big round nose pushing open her outer lips! "Jesus!" cried Catgirl in horror. "You miserable fucking witch!" shouted an irate Natasha. Batgirl grimaced, but kept her council. She didn't ever have much sympathy for her arch enemy, but even she thought this was a bit much! Catwoman's face screwed up in concentration though as she felt the enormous intruder start to open her up, and then push forcefully inside. Her breathing was ragged as she felt every inch of the rough surface slide into her until she was totally full of the black plastic cock! Then, eye's wide, she felt it start to move, fucking her slowly but sturdily, on and on and on! Batgirl was amazed. Catwoman was programmed to get over three minutes of this and she knew that she'd have gone over the edge pretty much as soon as it started to move if she was hosting that devilish dildo. But Catwoman was gritting her teeth, somehow ignoring the strong electric pulses hitting her nipples and clit and riding the massive invader, her firm breasts swaying as her hips moved under the pounding from behind! All three of the others were holding their breath as Catwoman somehow continued to endure the assault from the big black beast and as the seconds ticked away she looked like she was going to make it! Then, as the counter hit zero, the three of them gave a little cheer. "Oh thank God... made it ...oh ...oh ...aaaaaaaaaaaah!!" Only for Catwoman to cry out as a final, super intense burst on her clit and sent her body tumbling into a long climax, her vagina muscles convulsing around the horrible intruder! "You're evil Zynn" said Alchemy casually as she lifted her finger off the red button. "It was her idea..." replied Zynn innocently. Octopussy just gave them both a malevolent grin! That set the tone for the next couple of hours as they all suffered regularly at the hands of the different dildos, but thankfully for Batgirl, it was Catwoman who, somehow, consistently ended up on the end of Dildo5! This game was definitely rigged! But as the show was coming to a scheduled end, it was still Batgirl well in the lead on the orgasm count, and she'd reached the stage where she was feeling so second-hand that the thought a single extra fucking was just too much to comprehend. Her head was spinning, stars flashing across her eye's and she'd been so liberally soaked in that damned yellow liquid that her vagina was more or less permanently on fire. Just before, as Catgirl had been forced to come for the umpteenth time, Batgirl had cried out as well as she'd felt an orgasm ripple through her in sympathy! But Zynn wasn't having that! The smart money had been on Batgirl winning the orgasm count all along and she stood to make a big loss so, in the last quarter of an hour, it was Catwoman who finished with four roulette 'wins' in a row, each time being shafted by Dildo5. By then, even she was too exhausted to resist and a whole series of mind shattering climaxes left her dangling almost senselessly in her bindings...and in front of Batgirl by five! Then Zynn's sinister voice came back over the speakers, this time as part of the main internet transmission. "Okay everyone, we know that you've enjoyed watching these four so-called 'super-heroines' getting put in their place because we've had so much great feedback! And not just from the criminal elements in Gotham either!! In fact there's been such a great demand for more entertainment ... and, let's face it ... more fucking! ... that I've been persuaded to extend the game for another hour! So stay on line and keep the phone calls coming in ... and just as a taster, I'm going to let the next winning operator have a free go on Batgirl!!" "What!" gasped Batgirl, suddenly shaken out of her stupor! "Oh no!" gasped Catgirl in alarm. "Fuck you Zynn!" snapped Natasha. Catwoman was still too shattered to respond. "Oh no, poor Catgirl!" gasped Robin from his seat in the telecoms room at Catwoman's lair, his usually bright features strained after being forced to watch his lover's naked bodies being so abused. "Fantastic!!" gushed Trixie next to him. "What!!" snapped Robin, annoyed at her reaction She stared hard back at him, "It's good you idiot! My team are getting close to tracking down their originating server. If we get an extra hour, we might just find them that way!" Robin's eyes widened in realisation and he nodded slowly. Maybe a little extra discomfort for Catgirl and Batgirl really would be worth it after all. And at least while they were suffering he knew that they were still alive! In the control room, Octopussy grabbed Zynn's arm, "Hey Zynn, we agreed to the two hours ... and then you were going to hand them over to us!" She indicated herself and Alchemy. "Oh don't panic! You'll still get them soon enough, ...but this transmission is a regular gold mine!" Alchemy said nothing. For some reason, although he knew that his plans were finally coming close to fruition, he felt his thirst for revenge waning. Although he felt nothing for Catwoman's suffering, when he looked at the strained, worn out faces of the younger Batgirl and Catgirl he had to harden his heart against unexpected thoughts of sympathy. 39. Their End Is Nigh! Batgirl's eyes shot open! Something pungent had been waved in front of her nose and set her off spluttering and coughing as her senses suddenly rushed back. She snapped her head round and saw, with a sinking heart, that she was back in the dungeon, burning torches still flickering around the walls. Her pussy still throbbed intensely, so she was guessing that they hadn't been out for long after the show had finished, bringing their long torment finally to an end ... and they'd been gassed again! She wasn't alone. Her fellow captives were sprawled over the floor around her, all obviously recovering from the same treatment, but unable to do much about it because their wrists were now tied to a big metal ring. Batgirl looked up, her purple gloves were gone, and the shackles were biting into her wrists. She twisted to look down her body. Still naked! And her big purple boots had gone as well, her shapely white ankles tied by ropes to metal rings anchored in the floor! She could still feel her hardened cowl covering her upper face though. It was strange that they'd all been left with their masks. Why? "We're going to preserve your anonymity until the end," said Zynn, as if reading her mind. She was standing opposite, behind the slumped form of Catgirl, her blue corset, suspenders and white stockings looking distinctly out of place in this grim environment. "We're going to film your downfall, but it's not going out live, and when it's too late for you to do anything, we'll reveal all!! But this is really Octopussy's and Alchemy's show, so I'll just set things in motion and let them get on with it ... your demise that is!" she added nastily. So this was it! Zynn's words had confirmed Batgirl's worst fears. She'd endured the roulette wheel torture mainly because she had a pretty good idea what was coming later, and there was always a chance that something would go wrong. That they'd find a way of turning the tables. But no, here they all were. Still captives and with a very unpromising future!! Her body might be bruised and battered though, but there was nothing wrong with her spirit as she twisted and squirmed, pulling hard at her wrist bindings, she just had to get free somehow! Then she felt a sharp pull on her wrists! Zynn had hit a button on the wall and, with a smooth whirring sound the big metal ring began to rise upwards, pulled by metal chains attached at three points. It was rising like a big, six foot diameter chandelier, but this was no ornament and it quickly dragged the four nude women up and onto their feet. They were all struggling now, but they could do nothing to stop it's inexorable rise to the ceiling, gradually stretching their arms above their heads. Their feet were still attached to the floor rings, about three feet apart and, as she was lifted off her toes and felt her body being stretched Batgirl feared that this was actually going to be their end. Doomed to be pulled apart on a kind of vertical rack! But just when she thought that it was too late, the whirring stopped, the big ring stabilised and they were left dangling, legs splayed apart with their feet about a foot off the ground. And, because the floor rings were fixed three of four feet behind each of their straining bodies, they were left leaning inwards at about forty degrees, heads drooping downwards. It was their wide open pussies that was worrying Batgirl the most though. After being teased and tormented for so long now, that tingling fire between her legs felt like it would explode if it was the subject of any more abuse! She heard movement behind her and twisted her head round. Alchemy and Octopussy were stood beside a low wooden table. On it were three large jars of some sort and something long and thin that Octopussy was just in the process of picking up. Batgirl closed her eyes in mental anguish as she saw what it was. A devilish looking leather riding crop! Catwoman had also seen the motion, "You'd better not be thinking of using that on us you fat lobster because sooner or later I'll reverse the tables and skin you with it!!" Batgirl thought that the 'fat' jibe was pushing it a bit, particular as Octopussy was a powerful looking woman with not a trace of extra fat, and also given that Catwoman was helpless to do anything about it! A fact that was emphasised when the pear suited figure strode into the centre of their circle and glared at Catwoman who tried valiantly to spit in her face, but her mouth was too dry! "Ohhhhh! ...ouch!" she gasped as Octopussy brought up the end of the riding crop between Catwoman's legs and buried it in her puffy slit while lifting at the same time. Catwoman's eyes widened as the air gushed out of her open mouth! "Don't tempt me to finish you off too slowly you ugly black witch," she hissed, "I can be quite creative if I really want to. Do you want a demo?" Batgirl decided that a demo was quite unnecessary. She'd got the idea. Don't upset Octopussy! "Still, I was going to start on your 'fat' bum anyway," she snarled as she stepped around Catwoman to stand threateningly behind her before raising the long, three foot brown leather crop and whistling it across Catwoman's bare behind! Even Alchemy flinched. It had sounded like a gun going off, and as she drew it back for a second strike, he saw the long red welt that had appeared across Catwoman's rounded buttock cheeks. Batgirl couldn't see the effect of the strike on her unprotected rear, but she'd seen Catwoman's eyes open wide and her lips tighten as she fought hard to hold back the cry of pain that she must have been feeling! But there was a cry as the second stinging blow fell. If anything the crack was louder than the first as Octpussy really did put her considerable weight into it, and it was Catgirl who cried out as she watched helplessly as her guardian suffered! For the next ten minutes almost everyone in the room watched on incredulously as Octpussy absolutely flayed the skin off Catwoman's rear end. It was a performance that had Batgirl mesmorised. She'd never seen such malevolent hatred before! In the end it had taken Zynn to break the spell, stride across the room and almost snatch the crop out of Octopussy's hands. By now Catwoman's head was dangling between her shoulders, but she still hadn't made a sound. Batgirl was impressed. "That's enough Octopussy! We haven't got all day you know!" Zynn turned to look at Catwoman's reddened behind, criss-crossed with so many angry lines that looked hot enough to warm your hands on! "Jesus, maybe it's a good job we're going to finish her soon. She wouldn't be sitting down again for quite a while on that would she?!" For a moment it seemed that Octopussy was going to resist, but in the end she just snorted, "Well, it's nothing compared to what she did to me Zynn ... and you know it!" Zynn nodded her understanding, but turned and offered the crop to the third member of the group, "Ok, your turn Alchemy. Maybe you'd better concentrate on the other three, I don't want Catwoman losing consciousness and missing the finale!" 'Ah' thought Batgirl, 'that's why she stopped Octopussy. I might have known it wasn't sympathy!" Snag was that it looked like the pain was coming her way! She squirmed her head round in alarm as she saw a strangely reluctant looking Alchemy raise the crop behind her own unprotected bum, but it didn't fall. "Look Zynn, we don't really need to do this. Octopussy's had her fun with Catwoman. Maybe we should just get on and finish this quickly?!" Batgirl wasn't sure whether she should be relieved to have her tender bottom spared or horrified that something worse was coming! "Alchemy, we agreed that we'd do this. This revenge plan was your idea. They were responsible for your father's death weren't they?! Just get on with it!" Batgirl couldn't believe it. She couldn't remember being responsible for anyone's death. What were they talking about? She was about to request clarification, but something distracted her. "Ouch!" Alchemy had finally smacked her hard with the crop, sending a bolt of unexpected pain shooting up her spine. "Ouch ...Oh Jesus ...ohhhh!" Octpussy had stepped in and taken the crop out of Alchemy's hands before striking poor Batgirl viciously across both rear cheeks, "Not like that you wimp ...like this!!" She almost threw it back at Alchemy who fumbled it, but when he stooped to pick it up, he stopped down there, his hand on Batgirl's ankle staring at something. "What's this? Can't be?!" he muttered to himself as he stood up, before striding across the circle and stooping down to examine Catgirl's bare ankle as well. Finally he stood and looking back at Batgirl, confusion spreading across his face. "I don't believe this," he said to himself before calling the other two over to the table for a mini conference. Batgirl was mystified by his sudden about-turn. What on earth was on her ankle that could have taken his attention? And on Catgirl's too apparently. The only thing that she could think of were the two little tattoos that they'd had done to celebrate their reunion after the Batman episode. Catgirl's little pink cat, and her purple bat. But why should they mean anything to him?? 40. Change of Plan. Meanwhile Alchemy was having a hard time convincing the other two to modify his plan. He'd been absolutely gobsmacked when he'd recognised the tattoos and his mind was in a turmoil as he processed the consequences. The key thing that he knew must happen now though was that Batgirl and Catgirl couldn't go the same way as Catwoman! In the end he cut the decision short, back now at his most assertive. "Look, that's it! No more discussion!! Batgirl and Catgirl get the same treatment as Natasha. Only Catwoman get's the kill stuff!" "And I won't be de-masking either!" he snapped at Zynn who looked back at him thunderously. "Oh, let him have his way," said Octopussy surprisingly as she gathered up two of the jars, "...it was Catwoman that we all wanted originally anyway. The others were just a bonus!" Alchemy was taken aback that she'd given in so easily, but there was no time for more discussion as they followed Octopussy back to their captives, who all looked at her with a degree of consternation as she settled herself down on the floor, under the big metal ring. She opened the big jars and they could all see two oily fluids. One was a deep mustard colour, the other clearer, more viscous and with bright silvery particles floating around. Zynn gave Alchemy a quick angry glance before addressing them. "Right, and now for the grand finale you annoying crime fighters, although how you ever came to be in that category Catwoman is beyond me!" Batgirl's attention was being slightly distracted however as she watched Octopussy laying down in the centre of the floor, opposite to Catwoman who was giving her a hate filled stare, no doubt fuelled by the stinging state of her backside! Zynn continued, "As you can see we've got two jars of 'lotion' that Alchemy has created especially for you and Octopussy is going to kindly apply. The yellow one is a concentrated form of what you've already tasted on the ends of my roulette dildos, but if you thought that was powerful, this stuff will blow your mind...pretty much literally. The other one looks fairly innocuous I know, but it's even stronger! When that's been stuffed into you, it'll trigger an immediate series of orgasms that will gradually increase in intensity until something gives. And that will be your hearts I'm afraid! Should be just about right for you Catwoman, going out on a big bang!!" She paused to let her words sink in. Batgirl cringed as she stared at the liquids, unable to move. So this was it then. The end. She looked across at Catgirl and gave her troubled companion a defiant grin. "Oh stop gloating Zynn and just get on with it," she snarled in a final act of defiance, " ...nobody here's likely to applaud your fucked up speech-making!" Zynn's eyes widened in surprise, "Well Batgirl, still troublesome right to the end I see. I wonder which one you'll be getting?! Anyway Octpussy maybe you'd better put them out of their misery..." Batgirl was already pretty sure which liquid she'd be getting. She wasn't expecting any of them to get the lower grade stuff. That would be just Zynn's last bit of torture! But then her eyes widened and her mouth opened silently for a few seconds as Octopussy lifted up her hands and pulled off her head cowl. The dark, ebony skin and deep brown hate filled eyes that she revealed weren't the big give-away. That was the short crew-cut hair, dyed a distinctive bright red. "Vixen!!" they all gasped together. Suddenly that at least made sense to Batgirl. Vixen had been Catwoman's Head Kitten years ago, but Batman had upset the applecart by getting her into his bed and using her to find out what Catwoman was up to. When she'd found out, Catwoman had exacted her traditional retribution and used her bull-whip to devastating effect on Vixen's back. The last time Batgirl had seen her, she'd been on her way to hospital, her back such a mess that no one thought that she'd survive. Well, evidently she had and Batgirl could see in Catwoman's eye's the realisation that there really was going to be no mercy from that quarter now! "Alchemy's decided to keep his identity from you for some reason girls," finished Zynn from one side, " ...and you all know me anyway don't you?...so introductions complete and away you go Octopussy!!" Batgirl was expecting to see Catwoman suffer first, but Octpussy surprised them by sending four tentacles snaking out from her back, each one initially grasping the left ankle of the dangling captives. From there Batgirl squirmed and shivered as it worked its way up her taut leg, sliding horribly up her inner thigh and making her squeeze her eyes shut as she felt it's snake like progress. She tried to twist her pussy away from it as it reached the top of her leg, but again Octopussy surprised her and it switched direction under her crotch and her eye's shot open in alarm as she felt the tip push up against the entrance to her back passage! A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wishes Pt. 03 "Noooooo!" she cried as she felt it press hard against the ring of muscles that eventually gave way, letting it sneak inside about six inches and swell up. "Oh God!" she gasped as she realised that now she really couldn't move. It was like being stuck on a steel rod! Breathing hard and looking round Batgirl could see that the other's were suffering the same indignity! "Okay, first you Natasha!" snarled Octopussy as another tentacle slipped out of her back-pack, the end dipping itself into the mustard yellow liquid and then wending its way between Natasha's outspread legs and nudging straight up against her open slit. Natasha's eyes widened and she sucked in a deep breath at the first touch as the contact with the liquid sent shockwaves reverberating around her sensitive pussy, but then she really did cry out as the tentacle pushed on, forcing open her vagina and delving deep inside, depositing the fiendish liquid all over her inner spaces. It took a few minutes, but they could all see Natasha's beautiful features contort as she felt the first big climax building before it pushed her over the edge and she let a long moan of pain tinged pleasure. "There we are, " announced Octopussy casually, "one down and three to go. Mmmmm who next!?" She looked at Catgirl, Batgirl and then Catwoman in turn as Natasha gasped and squirmed on her twin invaders as another orgasm began to build. This time she sent out a tentacle that went into the other jar, coming out liberally coated in the sparkling mixture, the 'bad' one, the 'kill' one! Batgirl cringed as it wavered between herself and Catgirl for a few seconds before heading remorselessly in the direction of Catwoman's dark pussy. "Fuck you Octopussy ...Ohhhhh God!" swore Catwoman defiantly as she watched as the tip threatened her swollen outer lips before sliding up and down the dark slit below her bush, coating it thoroughly with the oily liquid, over her pulsating clit and then changing form into a thick, long dildo as it drove hard and deep straight into Catwoman's inner spaces. "I think that I'LL be the one doing the fucking Catwoman you bitch!" shouted Octopussy in annoyance as she used the tentacle to ram in and out of her victim's pussy, almost launching her off of her butt plug! Catwoman didn't appear to have noticed though. As soon as she was penetrated, her eyes glazed over as her whole lower body seemed to light up. She orgasmed instantly, and as predicted, they just kept on coming and coming! Octpussy seemed to be enjoying the sight of her foe spasming on the end of her twin tentacles, especially as she would soon be stilled forever when her heart gave way, but she knew she wasn't finished yet. "Now then, Batgirl and Catgirl,..." two more tentacles shot out and wavered over the jars, "...Alchemy wants to spare you for some reason... but I'm not so sure... so ..." Then everything happened so quickly! Batgirl gasped in horror as she saw them dive into the 'bad' jar and shoot simultaneously at her's and Catgirl's pussies, covered in the devilish sparking mixture. She only had time to clench her muscles in a vain attempt to keep it out, but that's all it was, vain! It seemed to hit her with the speed of a battering ram, unerringly finding her tight pink vagina entrance and thrusting deep, deep inside her. She opened her mouth to cry out, but the sudden, overwhelming reaction of her animal like sexual response totally swamped her mind. Only distantly did she hear the commotion behind her, the shouted "Noooooooo!!" from Alchemy as he rushed forward, hands searching inside his tunic. She was already on her second or third gut wrenching orgasm when she thought she heard a sharp bang and hissing sound, and she only vaguely felt her inner passages being vacated as the tentacles slowly slid lifelessly out of her pulsating orifices. But it was too late, her senses were already reeling from the onslaught of relentless climaxes, the intense pleasure and pain driving out any other thoughts! 41. Getting The Treatment - At Last! It was Natasha who told them later how, in between her own, lesser peaks she'd watched Alchemy throw something that landed next to Octopussy's head, bursting on impact and releasing a gas that instantly knocked her out. As she lost consciousness, the tentacles relaxed and slowly withdrew into her back pack, releasing the four women from a part of their torment. But the infernal liquid was still doing its work inside them and they were all gradually losing their grip on reality, their breathing getting more haggard as their hearts began to go into overdrive! Alchemy had been prepared though and grabbed the third jar from the side table, full of some sort of blue gel. He'd shouldered Zynn aside, just as she got an urgent call on her communicator, and grabbed Batgirl's naked bum as he dipped two fingers into the gel. He was quick to rub the mixture enthusiastically up and down Batgirl's tingling slit, covering all the skin that might have been hit by the deadly sparkling stuff on Octopussy's tentacle. Then he scooped up some more and used his fingers to push it up into her furnace like vagina, spreading it inside her as best he could! Natasha commented on how familiar he seemed with the process! Finding that he couldn't reach far enough, he'd skipped back to the bench and come back with a long dildo which he slid quickly inside her and used that to manoeuvre the antidote around her raging cavern, just as Zynn shouted out that Batman and a squad of Kittens were raiding her main building! She was dragging Octopussy's inert form to a wall where she paused, twisting one of the torches, and watched a section of the wall swing away. It was about this time that Batgirl began to regain her senses as the cooling mixture started to take effect and the surge of continuous climaxes began to fade away. She couldn't understand why Alchemy had his fingers inside her pussy again, but she didn't care as long as the torturous orgasms died away and she could breathe normally! Zynn was still shouting in the background as Batgirl felt her wrists being released, and Alchemy lay her down while he unfastened her ankles. He thrust the jar into her hands and pointed at Catgirl who was still convulsing in her own personal orgasm world, puttinging his hands gently on her cheeks to shake her into action. "I'm so sorry about his Batgirl. I'll try and explain soon ... well, maybe ...you need to do Catgirl quickly...use the blue gel, all over and inside her pussy. It'll stop her overdosing on orgasms!" He looked over to where Zynn was beckoning and sprinted over to where the gap in the wall was rapidly closing. He made it just in time and the wall thudded shut behind him. Batgirl was still feeling weary and bemused, but Alchemy's urgent pleadings had got through to her and she dragged herself over to Catgirl's straining body and began rubbing the gel over her hot pussy before ladling some into her vagina and starting to use the dildo to spread it inside. At that moment all hell broke loose as Batman, Robin and Trixie burst into the dungeon through the main doorway! At first Batgirl hadn't seen them. She'd heard the commotion but she was busy between Catgirl's legs and it was only when she heard Batman's strangled, incredulous cry that she looked up. "Christ Batgirl ...what ARE you doing?! This is no time for THAT sort of thing!"" As she looked back at them, she could see that they were all shocked at the sight that had confronted them, and under different circumstances she might have had some sympathy. All four captives naked, three spread-eagled in the air, no sign of the opposition and Batgirl with three finger's up Catgirl's fanny as she spread in more gel! Just now she was a bit short of patience though. "I'm fucking saving Catgirl's life Batman! That's what I'M doing! What the fuck are YOU doing standing there open mouthed you big grey lunkhead!!" She grabbed the gel jar and literally threw it at Batman, who just reacted in time to catch it before it hit him in the face. "Here, do something useful and do Catwoman," she snapped before adding waspishly, "she is YOUR woman after all isn't she!?" Then she got back to massaging the inside of Catgirl's throbbing vagina, but at least her spasms seemed to be subsiding and her breathing was getting more regular. This gel was definitely magic stuff! She sensed Robin beside her, and looked up into his youthful, concerned eyes. "Is she going to be alright?" he asked slowly, perhaps scared of the answer. Batgirl smiled reassuringly, "Yeah...I think so ..looks like the gel's starting to work okay." She gave him the dildo, coated with the blue stuff still, "Here, work that around inside for a bit, just to make sure we've hit everywhere," before adding with a smile, "you're usually pretty good at that sort of thing!" She looked round again, Trixie had gone over to Natasha and was starting to undo her bindings. She looked quizically across to Batgirl, "No Natasha doesn't need the gel Trixie, she didn't get the 'kill' stuff. She should be alright with a bit of TLC once the orgasms start to fade!" She got a thumbs up in reply. "Oh for Christ's sake! Fucking useless man!!" she snapped as she saw that Batman was still standing in front of Catwoman's convulsing form looking at the gel jar as if in a daze. She dashed over, grabbed it from him, took out a quick scoop and began to rub it into the red, angry skin of her open sex. Looking up into Catwoman's eye's she wondered if they were too late. They were staring, unseeing deliriously into the distance. Her breathing was ragged and Batgirl could almost see her heart pounding against her rib cage as her generous breasts bobbed above her. "Shit!" she gasped working her fingers quickly into her slit, the whole area was angry and red, her clit standing proud, amazingly thick and tall. She could almost feel the unbearable throbbing just by looking at it. No wonder Catwoman was in a state of permanent climax now! She got on quickly with the rest of her pink crevice, smoothing the gel over every inner fold before taking a big scoopful and literally ramming it inside her pulsating vagina entrance! She looked back quickly at Catgirl. Robin seemed to have finished with the gel spreading and was starting to untie her. "Throw me that dildo!" she commanded urgently and Robin was quick to whistle it across the short space between them, and Batgirl was even quicker to ram it straight up Catwoman's fanny! She heard Batman wince behind her. She worked it around for a few minutes and was relieved to see that it was starting to take effect and Catwoman's breathing was starting to sound a little less laboured. She was still quivering all over, but the signs looked good. She turned and looked at Batman, still looking sternly on, but obviously worried. The adrenalin rush she'd been operating on was starting to fade though. She sighed. "Sorry about that Batman. I've just ... I've just ...well," she took a deep breath, "I've just had a few really bad days... can you take over now?" His stern expression softened, and he reached forward to take over on the dildo, still stuck deep inside Catwoman's molten inner lair. He even smiled as he said something that, in her current fragile state almost brought tears to her eyes. "Thanks Batgirl, you really have done a good job here. You had me scared though ... I ... I ... I really don't know what I'd have done if you'd have been hurt ..." He'd turned back to Catwoman so she didn't see his eyes when he'd finished speaking, so Batgirl retreated to the dungeon wall, her head spinning, the fatigue quickly draining away the strength from her weary muscles. She leaned against it and slowly slid down, finishing with her bare bum on the dusty floor, and her head resting on her drawn up knees. Even the sting of pain from the riding crop strikes seemed just like a distant irritation! How long she sat there she didn't know. She was vaguely aware that the others were getting sorted out. Robin was sitting too, cuddling Catgirl to him as though desperate never to let her free again. Trixie was sitting with Natasha, holding her whilst the long drawn out climaxes started to peter out. Batman was busy untying Catwoman and slowly, tenderly, laying her weak, sweat covered form down, using his cape as a cushion for her head. Suddenly Batgirl felt incredibly sad and lonely. She knew it was probably just reaction, but it seemed that everyone had someone but her. She swallowed hard and shut her eye's to stop them filling. Then, a few moments later she sensed someone squat down beside her. A strong, bare arm slipped around her shoulders and drew her head into a warm embrace. It felt heavenly and she was reluctant for a few minutes to open her eyes and face reality again. When she did she found herself staring into Annika's warm, friendly features. "Hi Batgirl. You look like you've been through a lot," she smiled tenderly. Batgirl noted the graze on her cheekbone and the way that her white toga had been ripped off one shoulder, exposing a very pert breast, "You look like you've seen some action yourself, " she murmured tiredly. "One or two accounts to be settled after Trixie and the gang released us," she responded matter-of-factly, "Now, let's see to you. Trixie seems to think you've actually helped for a change!" Batgirl eyes widened in surprise. That was unexpected! Then Annika produced a big blanket, helped Batgirl stand wearily up, and wrapped her up in it to finally cover up her nakedness. She surprised Batgirl again with her strength as she wrapped an arm behind her knees and scooped her up, making Batgirl hang onto her neck like a young child! Annika's head dropped down and her lips magically traced their way around Batgirl's face below her cowl before settling on hers and indulging herself in a long drawn out kiss. When they broke apart she was grinning again. "Now then Batgirl, I've got a plan. I'm going to take you back to the Kitten's Lair and soak you in a long hot, soapy bath. Then I'm going to rub scented oil all over your body, and I mean All over your body, and then I'm going to check you out down there to make sure everything's still working okay. What do you think?!" Batgirl had followed Annika's roving eyes as they'd traversed down her body to that spot at the top of her legs which, incredibly, had given her a quick twinge of anticipation!" She took in a long breath, and banished all thoughts about Alchemy from her mind. She was still troubled that she'd half recognised him from somewhere. She still didn't understand why he's saved them at the last minute, and she'd suddenly realised that she'd forgotten to tell Batman about the secret door in the dungeon wall! 'Oh what the hell... it's too late now!' she thought as she cuddled herself closer into Annika's warm embrace, and looked up happily into her sparkling eyes. "Sounds like a plan to me Annika!!" The End