Batgirl and Catwoman team up

Batgirl and Catwoman team up by an210705

Batgirl, Catwoman and any other characters from the Batman story line are copyrighted by DC comics. Any similarity between names, characters and places in this story are purely coincidental. This story is written solely for entertainment purposes and cannot be used or redistributed for the purposes of making money or profit.

WARNING - WARNING - WARNING - WARNING - WARNING

This story contains very descriptive scenes of sex, bondage and rape. If you do not like to read such material

DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER!!!!

This material is based on the old Batman serials that aired in the 60s. This story is simply fantasy material about the characters and how I'd like to see an episode done. If you don't like the story or you feel its slightly wordy, too bad its my style. The first episode is mostly set up with little sexual content. an210705@anon.penet.fi

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Part 1:

It was a fine, sunny Wednesday afternoon in Gotham City. The kind of day that made every Gothamite wish it were Sunday. A great day for madam Zamire's grand showing of her world famous Catalonian Cat's eye opal collection.

"Now Madam Zamire, your cat's eye opals are valued at over 10 million dollars, aren't you afraid someone might steal them?" asked the reporter who was buzzing around the aged millionaires with a plethora of other reporters like excited bees over a jar of honey.

"Oh no." arrogantly giggled the giddy madam. "Why my cat's eye opals are protected by the most stringent security measures available. Here let me show you." and with that the crowd of reporters and the portly millionaires headed for the precious gems room of the Gotham City natural history museum.

As they reached the door to the room, madam Zamire stopped the crowd. "As you can see, the hall containing the opals is sealed with two inches of plate steel and the main door is made of five inch steel plate. Not even a tank could get through." she explained "There are also no other doors and no windows. There is absolutely no way to gain entry into the chamber except through this door." she boasted.

As madam Zamire described the security measures outside the main door to the gem chamber, inside, smoke began to rise from the floor of the great hall. A circular pattern of wispy smoke began to rise from the tiled floor along with a hissing, crackling sound. After a few moments, the circular block fell through as the acid bored a hole through the floor.

"Even if any criminal managed to enter the chamber, any change in air pressure would instantly release anesthetic gas that would render any criminal unconscious and helpless." the madam continued.

The top of a ladder popped through the hole as waves of billowing gas poured from gas outlets in the wall. The head of a man, wearing a divers tank and oxygen breather poked up and scanned the room. He then climbed out of the hole and helped two other men up the ladder.

"What if they could get past the gas." asked a reporter. "What then?"

"Oh you silly man," the madam replied, "it would do them no good. The glass to the cases are made of a new, high tech plastic. They are virtually unbreakable."

The three men proceeded to apply an unusual paste to the glass cases. They smeared the white paste about as though they were waxing a car. After a few moments, the polymer disolvant began to weaken the plastic and the men poked their hands through the soft material as easily as punching a hole through a plastic bag.

"Even if they could open the cases which I seriously doubt, they could not remove the opals from their placements." the madam continued.

"And why is that madam Zamire?" asked the reporter.

"Oh we have a very special device that puts a special magnetic field around the opals, making it virtually impossible to remove them. No force in the universe could budge them... nothing except a major power outage and Gotham city's power supply is the most reliable in the world." she gleamed.

A few blocks away, a small explosion blew the top off a power pole. Sparks flew everywhere as the large metal power transformer was blown off its support and came crashing to the ground. Three men ran from the pole and piled into a small truck sitting on the other side of the street. The truck's tires squealed as the truck pulled away and headed down the hill toward a dark Gotham downtown.

At that same moment, all the lights in the museum went out. The crowd began to scream and panic as confusion and fear enveloped them along with the darkness. After a few moments passed, a series of emergency red fire lights came on.

"We have a spare generator." explained the madam. "Guard, open this door immediately!" she ordered. Two guards ran up and fiddled with a set of keys as they hurriedly opened the massive door. The door swung open and the crowd stood in absolute shock as they stared at all the empty cases.

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"Tis a dark day in Gotham city commissioner." said chief O'hara as he stood shaking his head in despair watching the gray hared Gordon hang up the phone.

"A dark day indeed chief O'Hara." replied the commissioner. "A fortune in cat's eye opals, purloined by none other than..."

"Oh don't say it commissioner. Me ears cannot stand the strain." said the chief waving his hands.

"I'm afraid so chief. Snatched by the criminal claws of that feline felon. That she-devil of crime... none other than Catwoman!"

"Saints preserve us!" the chief exclaimed rolling his eyes upwards. "Is there any chance for us? Have the heavens opened up and swallowed all our hopes?" he asked looking in despair at the powers that be.

Looking outward with a stare of determination and defiance the commissioner sat up from his chair. "There's just one man who can help us now. The one man who can rid this town of that feline scourge." With that, both men turned to stare at the red phone of hope that sat under the glass container across the room.

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"If you will wait a moment sir, I will see if I can gain his attention." calmly said Alfred in a thick proper English accent as he answered the batphone.

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The batmobile shot out of the batcave and raced down the wrong side of the road toward Gotham city. It was as though the same footage was being played over and over again, each time they had to run into town. The big, black car pulled up in front of police headquarters and the caped crusaders rushed into the building.

"Did anyone actually see Cat Woman or any of her kittens steal the opals?" asked Batman.

"Well, no Batman but this is her style." the commissioner replied.

"Yes her motis-operandi." smuggly blurted out the boy wonder.

"Motis-Operandi?" asked the chief in utter bewilderment.

"Yes, Motis, from the Latin meeting motive or mode and Operandi meaning operation. Her mode of operation." replied Robin as he drove the fact home by punching his fist into his hand.

"Very good Latin old chum. But what we need now are clues and not a Latin lesson." said Batman as he and Robin headed for the door.

"Are you heading for the Batcave" asked commissioner Gordon?

"Yes, and then we'll check out the museum. There may be clues still left there." Batman replied.

"But me men went over the place with a fine tooth comb. Not even a microbe could get by us." the chief said.

"While I never doubt the competency of Gotham city's finest chief, Cat Woman is a foe far beyond the abilities of your fine force to catch." Batman said as he opened the door. The chief shook his head in agreement knowing the caped crusader was right.

"Cat Woman!" a startled female voice exclaimed from the open doorway. The four men turned to see commissioner Gordon's lovely daughter Barbara standing in the entrance. She briskly walked by Batman and Robin and walked up to her father, giving him a peck on the cheek.

"What's all this talk about Cat Woman?" Barbara asked innocently, batting her big brown eyes at the men.

"Oh nothing to concern your pretty little head about Barbara. Batman and Robin were just leaving to check out the opal robbery at the museum." said commissioner Gordon patronizingly.

He always did that to her, always cut her out the picture like she was some innocent little school girl. At first she hated it and resisted it but she learned that should could use that innocence to her advantage. The whole act seemed to be a vicious circle. As she acted more angelic, her father would treat her more childishly. This would force her to act more innocently to get more information out of him. It seemed stupid but it worked. "If only you knew some of the stuff I did in my apartment daddy..." she though to herself in defiance.

"Whelp, I was just on my way home from work and I thought I'd ask you to dinner." she asked, knowing he would say no. He always said no to any socializing when an arch criminal was in town. She actually wasn't headed over to go to dinner. Instead, she had heard about the robbery and was hoping to turn on the innocent act to milk some information from daddy.

"Oh well, I've got some reading to do anyway." she said indifferently as she gave her father another peck on the cheek and strutted out the door past Batman and Robin.

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The door to Barbara's apartment flew open as the young heroine rushed in and made a bee-line for the bedroom. "No time to chat now Charley." said Babs as she threw her purse and coat on the couch and walked past the bird cage containing her pet parrot.

The parrot never seemed to talk, being utterly confused by the spew of dialog that always came from its owner. For some reason Barbara would talk to the bird, needlessly revealing her plans to the pet parrot. Of course the ever changing dialog made it impossible for the bird to learn any word or phrase.

The only thing it had managed to learn over the years was one phrase: "Oh MY GOD!" This phrase was the only one loud enough and repeated enough times to re- enforce it in the bird's mind. This only happened however, when Barbara would get in one of her "special moods", then the bedroom door would shut and waves of moans and screams would ring out as Barbara would "entertain" herself.

She had always been extremely introvert. As a child she was a loner and a book worm, always reading and never making friends. When she grew up and graduated from college, she found that her body had developed quite well and, dressed right, she was extremely attractive.

Her early life, however, had turned her off to dating men and she found that masturbation was a far better form of sexual stimulation along with her unusual fascination with bondage. For some reason, being bound and gagged and forced to climax against her will was an incredible aphrodisiac to her and sent incredible chills of sexual excitement through her body. Was it a rape fantasy? She didn't know or care. It was fun and exciting and allowed her to break the mold everyone else had placed upon her all her life. Daddy's sweat little girl was actually very naughty, and the secret made her burn with excitement.

This was also partially why she was fascinated with her Batgirl persona. Being in such perilous situations, at the hands of such desperate criminals, made for an overwhelming array of titillating experiences. When she was younger, no one paid attention to her. She was a bug, an insect to be ignored. After spending time working out and aerobisizing constantly, however, she became an incredibly shapely young girl and exhibitionism was also quite exhilarating. "Ha ha, I'm pretty now and you can't have me!" she would think to herself.

This was why she had modified her Batgirl outfit. The old one was functional but quite drab. She felt that, if she could distract a crook for a few moments with a few curves and some revealing skin, she could use the time to her advantage. This seemed to work quite well as most men would stop in gaping awe at the female before them, allowing her to easily get the upper hand.

The full body suit was eliminated. Instead, the suit was split into two parts. The top part was a black spandex pull over that resembled an aerobics exercise outfit. It covered her arms completely and ran to the middle of her rib cage, leaving her stomach and belly button exposed. Her front was bare and a black support bra under the outfit, pushed her full breasts together into a nice, mountain of cleavage. The outfit continued up her neck and stopped below her chin, making her look like she was wearing a turtle neck sweater. A small yellow Bat symbol was stitched over her left breast in the material that ran up and around her shoulder.

The bottom half was a pair of black, spandex shorts that came up to just below her belly button and rode around the curvature of her legs, where her upper thighs met her hips. This left her legs and thighs fully exposed.

Her boots were replaced by a pair of high heel shoes that laced up her ankles to just below her knees. Her hands were covered by a pair of black, skin tight, leather gloves that ran up her arms to just below her shoulders. The only thing that was the same from the original outfit was her Batgirl utility belt, which hung low and heavy across her curvaceous stomach and around her shapely hips.

She had decided to do away with the heavy Bat cowl she always wore. It was clumsy, hot and didn't allow for a full range of vision. Instead, a black mask, similar to Robin's only with larger, more feminine looking eye holes, took its place. The red wig was also eliminated and her own short, black hair was pinned like a crown on top of her head. She found that most crooks were way too busy looking at her body to notice her face, besides, no one could figure out who Robin was and he only wore that stupid mask.

The final touch was a small, black silk cape that wrapped around her neck and flowed down to the small of her back, hanging just over her plump rear end. She grabbed the ends of the cape in each hand and twisted and posed in the full length mirror in her bedroom like some sophisticated fashion model. Then with a giddy, school girl laugh she strutted away and headed for the secret entrance to her Batgirl cycle.

"I'll just beat Batman and Robin to the museum and find my own clues." she declared as the cycle rolled out of its secret door and down the alley.

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The Batmobile sped out of town and toward the Batcave. "What do you think Catwoman is up to Batman." Robin said, slamming his fists together like he always did.

"I don't know old chum," replied Batman, "the ways of a wicked woman such a Catwoman cannot be easily deduced. This is something you're going to learn as you grow from a boy to a man." he said fatherly.

"Gosh Batman, this woman stuff really baffles me sometimes." Robin said shaking his head.

"Don't worry, I'm sure the Bat female logic analyzer I built into the Bat computer last week will figure out her logic and her next move." he said proudly. "Or blow up trying..." he mumbled under his breathe.

Suddenly, a large explosion rang out from under the speeding Batmobile, sending the caped crusaders swerving out of control. "Hang on Robin!" Batman ordered as the car careened off a cliff and plummeted into the trees below.

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"The caped crusaders should have shown up by now." Batgirl said to herself as she sat scrunched down under one of the windows to the museum. "Well, they'll be along shortly. As long as they're here, I've got nothing to worry about." and with that, Batgirl slid open the window and stealthily climbed inside.

She made her way down the dark museum corridor toward the opal room. As she neared the door, she could hear someone else moving about in the darkness. "Damn it!" exclaimed a woman's voice as the sounds of someone searching the room rang out from the door.

"Catwoman, I've got you now." thought Batgirl as she pulled out her Batgirl flashlight. Cupping the front of the light in her hands to block off the light source, she put the flashlight close to her eyes and switched it on. She then left it on for a few moments to let her eyes dilated to the bright light.

After switching it off, she got up and stealthily slipped into the pitch black room, feeling along the wall for the light switch. The flashlight had completely blinded her to the low light in the museum but, she was able to see fine, with no blinking, as she flipped the lights on in the room.

Catwoman was not so prepared however as the lights flooded the room, temporarily blinding her and freezing her, like a jack lighted deer, in the middle of the room.

Batgirl stood and stared in slight shock at the female villainess before her. Apparently Catwoman had gotten the same idea she had gotten about her costume but, being Catwoman, her costume was much more on the extreme side.

Catwoman was a tall, slender dark hared beauty. She stood almost a head and a half taller than Batgirl and was almost equal in height to Batman, even without high heels. She had very wide shoulders which sat loosely on a large, full chest. Her chest was long and ran eloquently down to a narrow, shapely waist. Her shape then curved out around a full, wide set of hips and a large but appetizing rear end. Her legs were very shapely and full and were quite long. More than half her length were her legs. Her whole body was covered in a dark, brown tan with no apparent tan line.

Unlike Batgirl's face which was perky and girlish in appearance, Catwoman's was full and very womanly. She had a strong, wide jaw and full facial feature that made it very hard to determine her age and which gave her a look of sophistication. Her eyebrows always had a slight tilt to them. No matter what expression she had, they made her eyes have a wicked, devious look that lead one to believe this woman always had something sexy on her mind.

The most obvious feature and the one that Batgirl noticed the most, however, was Catwoman's breasts. They were huge. Before, she had never noticed them simply because most costumes could hide a lot of physical features. Now, however wearing this new outfit, they were out in the open and they were much bigger than she had thought. "How could this woman do all the athletic stuff she did with a chest like that?" Batgirl thought. The two breasts were full and circular and hung with amazing perkiness on her chest. They seemed to be fairly firm but with enough baby fat to allow them to jiggle slightly when the amazon moved. From behind, even squeezed together by her outfit, she could see the curvature of each breast peek out from around the villianess's chest.

Her costume was very skimpy. She wore a one piece, white, spandex bathing suit. Two straps were tied around her neck and criss-crossed just below her collar bone. They ran from the criss-cross, down over her breasts, covering mostly her nipples and squeezing her breasts together, leaving most of her breasts bare. The straps continued down, along her side, and connected at the top of her hips to her v-cut, French bikini bottom. More straps continued up her back and crossed behind her, adding support to the outfit. This left her stomach and most of her front completely bare.

The bottom ran from the top of her hips, down over her flat stomach, and between her legs, barely covering the essentials. Most of her long legs, up to the middle of her thighs, were covered with a pair of skin tight, white, latex boots whose heels were almost 5 inches in length. Her arms were covered up to her mid upper arms with white gloves made from the same material as her boots. Her face was covered by a thin mask similar to Batgirl's but with a pair of cat ears sticking out of her full brunette hair on either side of her head.

The stunned villainess stood, covering her eyes. She staggered backward and let out a cat's hiss as the light stung her eyes. Batgirl stepped away from the wall and planted her feet slightly apart, resting her hands on the sides of her hips in an arrogant pose of superiority.

"So, I thought I'd catch you here Catwoman." confidently boasted Batgirl. Catwoman dropped her hands away from her face, her eyes still popping open and closed as she tried to shake the sparkles from them.

"Oh its you, Bat bitch. Don't you have jay walkers to arrest or something?" said Catwoman in a low sultry voice as she waived her hand at the pesky heroine in an attempt shoe her away.

"I think not Catwoman, now where are the opals?" demanded Batgirl.

The spots and sparkles faded from Catwoman's eyes and she turned to face the spunky heroine. Planting her feet slightly apart and her hands on her hips she stood in front of Batgirl in almost the same pose, but being much taller, Catwoman loomed over the younger Batgirl. For a few seconds each girl sized each other up, looking first around, then up and down but never breaking their stances. They stood like two cats sniffing each other out. Catwoman then broke her stance and orbited Batgirl with a sultry walk, looking her up and down. Batgirl followed her around with her head, keeping an ever watchful eye on the crafty villainess.

"Nice outfit sweet cheeks." said Catwoman calmly, "I see you figured out men think with their groins instead of their heads."

"I'm sure you figured that out a long time ago." Batgirl replied like a taunting school girl. Catwoman finished her orbit and stood in front of Batgirl.

"Where did you get the top? I like the material." Catwoman said as she calmly reached out to feel the fabric.

"Oh that's one of Macy's aerobic outfits. I did my own sewing." Batgirl said with a proud, gleaming smile. "Where did you get those boots?"

"Oh these are Gucci originals. I had to order them from Italy. You know it took 3 months for them to deliver 'em. Never buy foreign mail order, especially clothes." Catwoman said rolling her eyes upward in disgust.

"I know what you mean," Batgirl replied, "it took me a month to get these shorts.... OH NEVER MIND THAT!" Batgirl blurted out, shaking her head and waving her hands at Catwoman. "Now what did you do with the opals!" Batgirl demanded again.

"ME!?" Catwoman cried out in denial. "Listen honey, I've been trying to go straight ever since my last stint in jail. You don't know what its like in there. The food's awful and you can't imagine what it does to your hair. Besides, after my last run in with Batman, I thought long and hard about my life and I know he'll have nothing to do with a woman like me if I stay a criminal."

"You mean you're not a villainess anymore?" asked the confused Batgirl. "I thought stealing a bunch of cat's eye opals would be your motis-operandi."

"Motis-operandi?" Catwoman said quizzically.

"Yes the Latin word Motis meaning motive or mode and Operandi meaning operation i.e. mode of operation." Batgirl said as she recited the definition.

"Uh.. well no." Catwoman said shaking her head slightly and shooting Batgirl a look of bewilderment. "This poor girl has got to be one hell of an egghead under that mask. She almost as bad as that brat Robin with his holy this and holy that." she thought to herself.

"I've been trying to use my cat burglar talents to catch some of my fellow crooks." Catwoman continued. "I figure if I make up for some of the rotten things I did, I might be able to convince Batman that I'm a good person."

"I swear I had nothing to do with this!" she explained as she waved her hand over the busted up display cases.

"OK then, who did?" Batgirl said shifting her head to one side and staring at Catwoman with a look of disbelief.

"We did!" rang out a voice from behind both of them. Both girls jumped in fright and turned. There, standing at the edge of the hole were the Penguin, Joker and Riddler and several of their henchmen.

What's this! Batgirl and Catwoman teaming up?! Has the felonious feline reformed?! Can they both handle the Joker, Riddler and Penguin?!

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Now Part 2:

"Hoo hoo hoo" cackled Joker, "if it isn't Bat bimbo and what's this, an even lovelier Catwoman." he mocked, gawking at the reformed heroine.

"Why don't come over here Bozo and I'll shove those eyes back into your head BACKWARDS!" Catwoman said in a calm, sultry voice, raising one wicked eyebrow and cocking her hips to one side.

"You mean like this." laughed the Joker as he reached up and turned his eyelids inside out in a high schoolish attempt at humor. Both the Joker and the Riddler began laughing hysterically at the prank. The girls, however, shook their heads in disgust at their juvenility.

"Quack quack... Shut up ya mangy excuses for circus clowns." blurted out the Penguin. "We haven't got time for this. The costumed clods will be here any moment if they survived Joker's little toy... quack quack."

"Oh but they won't. The explosion was enough to blow up any vehicle, even the Batmobile." the Joker replied.

"You put a bomb in Batman's car?" exclaimed Batgirl.

"Why yes, right outside police headquarters. Bwahahahahaha." blasted the Joker.

"Quack... enough of this gabbing." interrupted Penguin, grabbing a henchmen and propelling him toward the two lovely heroines, "put the bag on them QUICK! quack quack."

With that the group of various Penguin, Riddler and Joker goons headed for the two girls. The first shoved henchmen reached the two lovelies who instinctively let out two high kicks straight to his jaw. This sent him back toward the other eight henchmen like a returned tennis ball, wiping out three goons in the process.

The other four reached their target and the first took a south paw sing at Batgirl. She easily ducked the punch and side kicked the henchman in the chest, sending him to the floor.

Catwoman managed to jump up and do a spinning kick, connecting her long leg with two of the henchmen's faces. Both men went sailing to one side of her like a broom sweeping away a pile of dust.

The third henchman got through, however, and threw a heavy punch, connecting with Catwoman's jaw which sent her staggering backward across the room separating the two girls.

The Penguin, Joker and Riddler all rushed into the fray along with the four henchmen that were knocked down in the first attack. And two groups formed, one around Batgirl and one around Catwoman.

Batgirl continued to let out punch after punch, knock henchmen and villains away with each blow. Fighting a large group was actually easier than an individual since their attacks were usually uncoordinated and they ended up running into each other most of the time. She knew how to dodge between them and around then, using her smaller weight, agile body and superior speed to crash them into each other. The one other bonus was the fact they were trying to grab her and not pummel her. This left them open to much more serious attacks from her since they had their guard down.

Catwoman was also doing quite well, flipping and kicking her attackers with expert agility and skill. Batgirl was amazed at how this woman could move about and not have that costume fall off.

Suddenly, Batgirl felt a low dull pain from her back as the Joker cracked a wooden chair over her shoulders from behind. This sent the dazed heroine staggering toward the back wall of the room. At the same time, Catwoman received a series of rapid punches to the stomach and face, sending her staggering backward toward the same wall.

Both girls hit the wall at the same time and leaned up against the cabinet that stood there. "Its just like being Batman and Robin." gleamed Batgirl with a look of fantasy fulfillment.

Catwoman shot Batgirl a dirty look and held up her finger, waving it in Batgirl's face. "If you say one "holy" anything I'll scratch your eyes OUT!" she exclaimed.

With that, both girls jumped to either side of the 12 foot cabinet and wrenched it away from the wall, sending it piling down on a group of six henchmen which were heading toward them. The cabinet buried all six, temporarily taking them out of the picture.

The Riddler easily vaulted over the downed cabinet and let loose a quick punch to Catwoman's stomach. This sent her toward one side of the room. At the same time, one of the henchmen began swinging on Batgirl who found herself dodging a series of rapid blows.

As Catwoman staggered back, the Joker plowed into her from the side. At the same time, the remaining goon grabbed her by the legs and yanked them out from under her, sending her to the floor. The Penguin rushed in and all four began pummeling the helpless heroine.

Batgirl dispensed with the under trained goon and saw Catwoman's predicament. Thinking quickly, she ran across to the other side of the room and climbed on top of a cabinet. Making an acrobatic lunge, she jumped onto a low hanging chandelier and swung across the room toward the pile of men. Her muscular legs shot out and connect with the group sending all four men in several directions. She then dropped down and in the same motion grabbed Catwoman's arm and pulled her to her feet.

"Wow!" exclaimed Catwoman shaking her head, "It was a lot easier being villainess."

The two girls backed toward a tapestry that hung from the nearby wall and readied themselves for the next attack. The Penguin, Joker and Riddler slowly got up and staggered toward the middle of the room. Looking about, the Penguin's eyes shot out in amazement.

"Quack... I don't believe this. Our feathers plucked by a couple of chick-a-dees. Quack- Quack... Get your heads outta your pants and get THEM!" he ordered kicking a goon who lay half dazed on the floor.

"I see you still hire inferior help Penguin." Batgirl said arrogantly as she put her hands on her hips and took her usual cocky Batgirl stance.

Looking at Batgirl, Catwoman also took the same stance. "Well boys, are you going to come peacefully or do we have to get... TOUGH!" taking the same arrogant attitude. On her however, the look was way more sultry and wicked.

The Riddler let out a blast of rapid, convulsive giggling. "huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu Riddle me this ladies. What do you get when you combine a tap dancer and a pastry?"

Batgirl immediately went to work solving the riddle, dipping her head in intense thought. Seeing this, Catwoman gave her a slight shove and rolled her eyes. "What kind of stupid riddle is that?" she asked shaking her head in disbelief at the nerdiness of the whole situation.

"No, wait!" Batgirl said putting her hand on Catwoman's shoulder. "I know... a tap dancer... and a pastry... a tapestry?" she said with a tone of semi sureness.

"That's right Bat slut!" giggled the Riddler. Suddenly, shooting from the hip he fired a small laser gun over the two girls' heads. The beam hit a large hook that suspended the heavy tapestry hanging from the wall behind them. The massive cloth came tumbling down on both girls engulfing them both and forcing them to the floor.

At the same time, the dazed goons, who were recovering, got up and piled on top of the tapestry, pummeling the two lumps that were once Catwoman and Batgirl.

"Quack Quack... Good work Riddler but ya almost botched it with that stupid riddle." exclaimed the Penguin as the three raced toward the helpless heroines. "Hoo Hoo get them up, pull them to their feet." ordered the Joker.

The henchmen grabbed the two forms and pulled them up. They then pulled back just enough of the tapestry to reveal their heads but kept the rest of their struggling bodies cocooned in the giant cloth. The girls both surfaced from under the cloth, letting in a gasp of fresh air.

"Quack Quack... Let me in there!" said the Penguin as he forced a few goons aside and approached the girls.

"Quack... cover your faces...." and with that he raised his umbrella and pointed the tip at the two dazed heroines. Blue gas billowed from the tip and sprayed into their faces. The two girls gasped and coughed but the anesthetic was designed to be quick and potent. Catwoman and Batgirl's fiery spirits were stilled as both girls fell unconscious.

"Quack... Joker, take care of Catwoman and Batgirl. We can't have either of them running about mucking up our plans, especially Catwoman." ordered Penguin.

"Huhuhuhuhuhuhu That's right Penguin. That was sheer brilliance committing cat related crimes so the police and the dynamic dimwits would go after jug queen here instead of us." added the Riddler.

"Hoo Hoo I know just what to do with our little feminine guests." ecstatically replied the Joker, "Quickly men, tie and gag them both. We want them packaged nicely for the trip."

"Just make it permanent and despicable. Quack" replied the Penguin. "and don't foul it up..." he added, swatting the Joker with his umbrella and waddling out the door with the Riddler and their goons.

The Joker's henchmen unraveled the tapestry and pulled the two unconscious girls out, laying them on the floor. Rolling Catwoman on her stomach, they pulled her arms behind her back and securely tied them together, first at the wrists and then at the elbows.

They then tied her legs together, wrapping several coils of rope around her knees and then her ankles, securing them together with a series of very tight knots. They then rolled her on her back and sat her up. Wrapping several coils of rope around her upper arms, they secured her arms so she could not slid her tied hands over her legs when she woke.

A bandanna was balled up and stuffed in her mouth with another one wrapped and tied around her mouth to secure it in place. Finally a third bandanna was wrapped around her eyes, blindfolding Catwoman.

The same was done to Batgirl. When they were done, all four men stood up and loomed over the two bound and gagged heroines sleeping on the floor. "Hoo Hoo quickly, lets get them into the truck. I know just where to take them."

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As the sun began to riseon Gotham city, a small truck pulled up at the back entrance to the abandoned Pinky Pinkston Sexual Parphanalia factory on the far side of town. The backdoor of the truck burst open as the two girls were carried out and into the building. The door to the main production room burst open as the Joker lead the group of henchmen carrying the struggling, gyrating heroines inside. The Penguin's gas had worn off in the truck and the Joker felt it unnecessary to re-gas them with his Joker gas. They were much more entertaining, rolling and thrusting about in the back of the truck.

The two girls were brought to a machine that stood in the middle of the room. The machine had two flat, steel bed like surfaces that sat side by side and were titled about 60 degrees from vertical. The top of each bed was flat, but the bottom had two long surfaces that split off at a 45 degree angle from the center forming a kind of spread eagle configuration with a gap between where the legs should go. Various other devices and computer consoles were attached to the machine along with two mechanical conveyor belt assemblies and two odd machines that sat in the area between the steel bed legs.

The girls were forced against the steel beds and their hands untied. The goons immediately forced their hands into manacles that were affixed to the machine over their heads. At the same time, their legs were untied and their struggling limbs were clamped into place with manacles attached to the bed's legs.

The girls gyrated and thrust about frantically, murmuring and moaning cries of resistance and defiance as they lay spread eagle. "hoo Hoo Remove their gags." the Joker ordered, pointing at the two girls. "I want to hear them beg for mercy."

The gags and blindfolds came off and Selena and Barbara looked about frantically at their situation. "Joker! What the HELL are you doing?" blared Catwoman not realizing where she was.

"We're in the abandoned Pinky Pinkston Sexual Parphanalia factory." answered Batgirl. "I used to come here all the..." she began to recite.

The room grew dead silent as everyone stared at the wholesome Batgirl in utter amazement and at her intricate knowledge of such a vile place and of such perverse devices. "Uh... uh... I uhh... read that in a newspaper article somewhere." quickly blurted out the red faced heroine, realizing the incredible stupid blunder about her sex life she almost made.

"Whatever," the Joker said, waving his hand at Batgirl. "Now you're both going to get a taste of my latest invention." chuckled the Joker as he began to flip various switches on a control panel.

"Sex Paraphanalia factory!?" Selena turned her head and stared at Barbara with a slight panic to her voice and an odd quizzical expression. Looking about however and seeing the stacks and stacks of old cardboard boxes labeled "VIBRATORS" piled up around the room, confirmed her fears and sent a panicked chill down her spine.

Both girls let out a scream of panic and began to struggle intensely as they both realized the incideous fate that probably awaited them.

"Oh that's right ladies. You're both going to get a "BANG" out of this." and with that the whole band of men began to laugh loudly. A grinding, mechanical noise came to life from the whole machine and the two odd mechanical devices between their legs rose up and into position.

"You see, this device was originally made to test various vibrators for their effectiveness." the Joker explained. "Originally, where you two ladies are now secured, there were two test dummies designed to simulate female responses and to feed the data back to the computer." the Joker continued as he and the henchmen began to tape small circular white tapes with sampling electrodes to the heroines' bodies. "Now, of course, you're the dummies." he said mockingly letting out a horrendous laugh.

"You see, I modified the machine. Before it would just try a dildo and record the response. Now, it will monitor your bodies' responses and continue to "test" the same dildo until you climax. At that point, the machine will change vibrators and try a new one, each time exacting a climax." he explained with a demonic chortle.

"Hoo Hoo the beauty of it is the more you fight and resist, the more it will try to make you both come, however, the more you climax, the more your minds will go insane." he continued "You will both be total vegetables when its done. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

With that, the Joker clapped his hands in joy and continued to press buttons. "OK Joker, fun is fun... ha ha... I forgive you. Untie me." Catwoman said pulling at her bonds.

"I'm afraid not my feline friend, I can't do that." replied the Joker.

"JOKER! THIS IS INSANE!" Selena screamed. "Do you know what that things going to do to us!"

"Actually, I'm not quite sure. The machine was never made to be used by people and there are numerous warning labels everywhere. I really have no idea what will actually happen hoo hoo hoo." he responded laughingly. "You changed sides remember. Now you're going to get the lesson you deserve."

"This is too insidious Joker!" exclaimed Batgirl. "Do you know what the penalty for rape is in this city! You're going to be in big trouble MISTER!" she blared defiantly.

All four men looked at her and wiggled their fingers making an "oooo I'm so threatened gesture."

"Great going sister." Selena said to Batgirl out of the corner of her mouth. "That's got them really shaking in their boots."

The joker then turned to face Selena and slowly walked up to the bound heroine. His grin left his face and he now took on a sinister, almost perverse expression as he leaned over her. Glaring down at her large breasts, her slowly reached up and grabbed the sides of her white suit, pulling the fabric up and over her breasts. Her bare breasts rolled to her sides as they were exposed. Selena surge and arched her back in horror as this disgusting man bared her breasts. His right hand then reached across and firmly cupped her left tit, squeezing and massaging the large gland with utter enjoyment. Catwoman let out an animalistic hiss of resistance as he continued to accost her.

At the same time, one of the goons grabbed Batgirl's top and pulled it up over her breasts and her head. Her panicked eyes darted around in desperation as the man reached for the clasp that held the cups of her support bra together. Then, with a small yell, Batgirl surged as the clasp was undone and the cups popped apart exposing her plump breasts. The henchman then grabbed both tits firmly with each hand, squeezing and massaging them with incredible delight. Batgirl screamed and gyrated in futile resistance as her chest was molested by the Joker's henchman.

The joker then lunged down at Selena, grabbing her tit and plunging the nipple into his mouth. He began sucking hard and long, squeezing the helpless breast in a frantic attempt to suck it dry. At the same time, his left hand grabbed her right breast and he forcefully massaged both breasts, moving his mouth from one unprotected nipple to the other in a fanatic feeding frenzy. Every once in a while he would bury his face deep in her cleavage and squeeze her tits to the sides of his face, letting himself become buried in an almost heavenly sea of tanned breasts.

Batgirl was no better off as the goon sucked and sucked on her perky breasts. He grabbed the bare nipple of her other, exposed breast and pulled it, pinching and squeezing it in a erotically teasing fashion. Barbara continued to struggle and cry out as he sucked harder and harder almost engulfing her ripe tit in his mouth.

Selena also cried in protest but her shouts were more like a cat hissing in defiance. She would let out deep, heavy moans and sprays of hisses as she struggled in vain. One of the other goons came up next to the Joker and tapped him on the shoulder, giving him and eager look. "Yes, YES there's plenty for all. Its milking time!" the Joker exclaimed as both men grabbed a large breast and began massaging and sucking Selena dry. The other goon joined the one accosting Batgirl and all four men enjoyed a feast of breasts with the two struggling heroines fighting in vain to escape violation.

After about 20 minutes, the four were satiated and they backed away with satisfied looks on their faces. "MMMMM that was so yummy." the Joker mused. "I didn't know you were so juicy my dear Catwoman."

"Go to hell!" cried Catwoman as she continued to struggle. Both girl's breasts were covered with sweat and saliva from the ruthless mammary onslaught they both just went through. "Yeah, You'll never get away with this!" cried Batgirl "Good always triumph over evil!"

"Honey, I'm gonna have to teach you some better lines." said Catwoman out of the corner of her mouth to Batgirl.

"Hoo Hoo, I don't think you'll get the chance." and with that Joker and the goons grabbed both girl's lower outfits and forcefully pulled them down. Batgirl's spandex shorts slid down around her gyrating hips and down to her feet. Her one leg was unclasped and the pants were removed. Her leg was then secured back in place. Catwoman's outfit was also pulled off and both girls now lay naked and defenseless on the cold steel beds.

The Joker then reached over and flipped the final switch, activating the demonic machine. Lights and pistons came to life as the conveyor belt started up. A dildo moved along the belt and into each of the odd machines that sat between the two girls' legs. After a second or two, the dildo appeared from the front of the machine, pre lubricated and ready to go. A robotic arm assembly then moved it toward its unprotected target.

"NO NO!" cried Barbara. "YOU CAN'T DO THIS!"

"I'LL SWITCH BACK TO A LIFE OF CRIME!" Selena pleaded "THIS IS INSANE JOKER!"

Their cries fell on deaf ears as the first dildo found its mark and plunged slowly into Selena Kyle's defenseless vagina. The dark hared amazon reeled back, surging her wide hips upward in defiance as the phallic force itself past her tightened vaginal muscles and deep into her womb.

Barbara screamed in shear panic as her dildo forced itself between her lips and entered deeply inside her. Her hips thrust and pounded frantically as the dildo gained each inch. Apparently the machines were randomly selecting sex toys as both girls experienced different devices. Barbara's dildo was a long, curved implement with several ridges and ripples.

Selena's was a long, fat white phallic that filled her completely and was too large to allow her anytime to resist or think. Her situation was compounded by the fact that the machine began sliding the device in and out of her in an attempt to make her come.

Barbara was experiencing the same ordeal as her curved phallic slid back and forth in a forcefully rhythmic fashion. The sheer act of being striped and molested, coupled with the forced penetration she was now experiencing, brought on her first climax which sent her reeling upward in ecstasy.

Hearing Barbara's erotic cries and moans and listening to another woman being forced to climax, drove Selena over the edge and the large breasted heroine also caved in, surging in an uncontrollable climax.

"Boy they're real screamers boss." one of the goons said as he gaped at the fantastic spectacle before him. "Yeah, a couple of real moaners." drooled another one.

"Gag them, gag them both." the Joker ordered waving his finger at them, "we don't want any passer byes to hear them and rescue them."

"Right boss," and with that the henchmen reinserted the bandannas into each girl's mouth and secured the rags in place, gagging them both.

"Tata ladies." chortled the Joker. "I'd love to stay and watch you both suffer but I've got pressing business to attend to." and with that the Joker and his men left the two bound and gagged heroines as the machine ruthlessly continued to rape them both.

Sensing Batgirl's defeat, her machine withdrew the first phallic and a new one rolled down the conveyor belt. This one was fat and shaped like several large balls packed together in a row. The new phallic plunged deep inside her struggling hips and reached her defenseless womb. It too began to pump in and out forcing Batgirl to thrust wildly in defiance. Barbara had used vibrators before but never like this. Nothing sexual had ever happened to her before at the hands of these villains and now the act of being forcefully raped fed her erotic fantasies. She began to loose herself in the overwhelming experience as another climax claimed her and a new dildo moved into place.

Selena's was narrower and long. "A small one," she thought in relief, "at least I can ride this one out..." but before she could finish her thought, her hips surged in desperate panic. Another, fatter smooth phallic came up and inserted itself under the first, forcing itself deep into her. The new combination of two dildos penetrating her was bigger than the first dildo and this sent her surging in uncontrollable ecstasy as they both reached her womb. They then began to slide in and out but in opposite directions.

"JOKER YOU INCIDEOUS BASTARD!" Selena cried out under her gag as the pumping drove her wild with sensation. Both ladies gyrated frantically as climax after climax stripped them of their wills and their minds. The Joker was right, at this rate they would both end up vegetables if they couldn't escape.

What's this! Batgirl and Catwoman RAPED! Being driven mad by Joker's insane machine! How can this be!

Will they ever escape!

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Now Part 3:

Batgirl continued to struggle as yet another vibrator entered her. Almost an hour had passed and she was nearly exhausted from her constant struggling and from the multitude of climaxes that had almost torn her mind apart. Looking across she could see Catwoman surging again and again as she too was taken relentlessly by the Joker's diabolic machine.

"Can't take much more...." she thought, "Must free myself..."

Concentration was almost impossible when the machine was forcefully penetrating her. It would slide each phallic back and forth like a steam piston, never giving her a chance to focus, let alone just catch her breath. She did notice, however, there was a short break between when she climaxed and when the machine changed implements.

"My Batgirl utility belt!" she suddenly realized. "They left it on..."

Sure enough, the large, bulky, yellow and black belt still sat around her bare waste and hips.

"If I can just..." and she began to wiggle her hips in such away as to cause the belt to slide down over her abdomen and toward her vagina. As the machine finished her with another vibrator, it retracted and a new one came down the belt. Batgirl gaped in horror at the new dildo. It was enormous with an array of studs and bulges.

"Dear God! That's going to finish me for sure!"

Quickly she sucked in her gut as much as she could to lower her vagina with respect to the table. The phallic reared its enormous head and the machine began forcing it forward. The tip slid between her lips but missed her opening, instead it slid along over her clitoris and bumped up against her belt.

"Got to hold my breathe..." she told herself as the machine began pumping the dildo back and forth, over her clit, banging its head into the belt's buckle. Suddenly, the buckle opened like she had planned and the desperate heroine quickly began shaking her hips in a frantic attempt to cause the belt buckle to fall between her legs.

"Almost got it... YES!". A wave of relief came over her as the buckle landed like a knights shield over her vagina.

The machine drew back the phallic and plunged it hard against its target. This time, however, the vibrator met an impassable shield and the machine's gears began to grind as it pushed harder and harder in futility. Suddenly, smoke began to rise from the machine and then a large popping sound rendered the machine harmless. The motors and pistons slowly died as the machine short circuited from being blocked.

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"Gggooooddd ththing you had a lolock pick in your glove." stammered Catwoman as the two girls helped each other into Catwoman's lair.

"I never leave home without one." Batgirl replied as both girls flopped down on a large white fur rug that dominated Catwoman's cat-house.

"So what happened to the machine? I must have blacked out for a bit?" asked Catwoman as she lay on the floor staring up at the ceiling.

"Oh it completely burned up. Its totally destroyed." replied Batgirl who was laying next to her also staring up at the ceiling.

A long moment of silence passed then both girls let out a sigh of disappointment at the demise of the machine. "Hell I would have married the damn thing if it brought in a good paycheck." Catwoman groaned.

"Enough of that." said Batgirl as she bolted to her feet. "We've got to catch the Penguin, Joker and Riddler before they commit anymore cat related crimes."

"You're right. My reps on the line here and we've got to nail them. Now if I were Catwoman, what would I steal next?" Catwoman said sitting up and tilting her head in deep concentration.

"You are such an airhead!" blurted Batgirl putting her hands on her hips. "You are Catwoman!"

"Oh, yeh... right." and both girls sat pondering the situation. "I've got it." Catwoman exclaimed standing up and rushing to a desk which sat across the room from them.

"You know, I've always wondered why villains' hideouts have such slanted floors?" Batgirl asked looking about quizzically as she followed Selena.

Catwoman looked about and then waved her hand in dismissal. "Who knows. Ever place I end up in is some abandoned this or that and the floors are always screwed up."

Leafing through a bunch of newspapers, Selena pulled out two front page stories. "Here's two I was planning before I went straight. The first was an Egyptian mummy case containing the great queen Nephrotite." she explained.

"Let me guess, because Egyptians were such cat lovers right?" beamed Batgirl.

"Exactly! Of course I didn't pick it cause you Bat geeks would have figured it out in about 2 seconds." she explained. "The second was a Statovarious violin valued at over a half million. That would have kept me in cat nip for a long time."

"I've got it! Why don't we split up. I'll cover the mummy and you cover the violin!" exclaimed Batgirl.

"Sounds good to me!" and with that both girls headed out toward their intended targets.

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Selena slid behind one of the roman style pillars that bordered the private museum's walls. The museum was closed that day and it was extremely obvious when the Riddler and his three goons came sneaking in.

"Huhuhuhuhu. Good day sir." said the Riddler kindly as he walked up to the old security guard standing next to the violin, "Could you help me a minute?"

The helpful guard stepped forward and was met with a snoot full of Riddler gas. He hit the floor instantly and the three made a bee line straight for the violin.

"Not so fast." proudly boasted Catwoman as she stepped out from behind a pillar. She stood in her white, thong suit with her legs slightly apart and her hands at her hips in a Batgirl style stance.

"What!" exclaimed the Riddler, "You're supposed to be dead, defunct, deceased, destroyed, dissected!"

"You know, I never figured out why we villains always tie up the good guys in some diabolic trap and then just leave them alone to escape. Its almost like the whole thing's scripted or something." Catwoman pointed out.

"Yeh you're right..." the Riddler said lowering his head in deep thought.

One of the goons looked at his perplexed boss and gave him a nudge. "Hey boss. What about the Cat broad?!"

"Yeh, right." the Riddler said shaking his head to clear it. "Get her!"

The three goons and Riddler all charged the scantily clad heroine. Their first wave of attack was met with utter failure however as the better trained female easily dodged past them, causing them to all crash into a row of porcelain statues. Two of the goons quickly recovered and rushed the brunette again. Their attacks were met with deft blocks and expert kicks that sent them back into the Riddler and the third goon.

The four men lay half dazed on the floor, reeling from the girl's expert attack.

"Ha! I thought your men would be a bit better Riddler!" Catwoman mocked as she stood again in a proud Batgirl stance.

"Well laugh this off kitten." and with that the Riddler lobbed a small nodule over Catwoman's head. Instantly the small bomb exploded and hundreds of multi-colored streamers shot out and enveloped Catwoman. They streamed about her upper chest and arms, cocooning her tighter and tighter as she continued to gyrate frantically. At that same moment, the three goons piled onto the helpless feline avenger and forced her to the ground.

The Riddler exploded into a chorus of convulsing chuckles as he stood over the now restrained Catwoman. "How do you like my new toy. I borrowed it from the Joker. Pretty neat eh?" he gloated as the goons flipped Selena over and forced her to kneel on the floor. The Riddler slowly walked up to the twisting girl and grabbed her beautiful, masked face by the chin.

"Ya know, you've got a real pretty mouth." he said giggling as he unzipped the front of his costume. "Have you ever wondered what all the question marks were all over my suit?" he said half-jokingly as he drew out his enormous cock.

Selena let out a ferocious growl and reeled in horror, knowing what was coming next. With a forceful hand, the Riddler grabbed the back of her head and force his member past her full, red lips and deep into her mouth.

She cried and moaned in resistance as the Riddler started pumping himself in and out of her defenseless mouth. "Huhuhuhuhuhu... This is great!" he cried letting out another spastic chuckle. "What a magical mouth!"

The pumping grew faster and faster as the girl thrust and gyrated in futility. Then, the inevitable happened. The Riddler tensed, growing tighter and tighter and, like a balloon ready to burst, he exploded inside her, forcing her to swallow every last drop.

Catwoman let out a fiery, animalistic moan as her mouth was violated by this disgusting man.

"UUUUGH! You BASTARD!" she yelled as he withdrew and she swallowed what was left in her mouth. "You'll never get...hmmmgf!" but before she could finish, one of the goons stepped into the Joker's place and filled her mouth with his penis, forcing her to again perform the same act.

After several humiliating minutes, the last goon finished discharging and stepped away from the now coughing and hissing feline heroine. Several streams of come had rolled down her chin and neck and she sat kneeling and snarling in defiance. Suddenly, a thick rag slammed down over her mouth from behind her and the goon tied the ends of the gag tightly behind her head gagging and silencing the heroine.

"Quickly to the van with her while I leave one of my riddles!" the Riddler ordered. The men picked up the struggling, twisting heroine and the violin and headed for the back door and the waiting van parked in the back.

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Batgirl had managed to sneak into the Wayne foundation exhibition room at Gotham University with ease. Being an athletic heroine had its advantages and stealthiness was one. Besides, no one expected anyone to steal a mummy, so security was extremely lax.

Searching the room filled with glass cases and Egyptian displays she soon found the target she was looking for.

"Nephrotite!" she said with a girlish hmpf. "Well lady, I'm going to have to borrow your sarcoficase for a while." she said pulling the old mummy from the coffin and setting it up in a corner behind the hat rack.

"I'll just hide in the coffin and when the crooks come and steal it, they'll take me right to their hideout." she said so proud of her ingenuity.

No sooner had she slipped into the coffin and closed the door had the Penguin and his cohorts come in through a verandah window.

"Quack... Get the coffin men! We haven't got much time!" he ordered. The goons picked up Batgirl's coffin and hoisted it out over the balcony and carried it into a large truck parked below. The three goons piled in back and the truck tore away with a loud squeal.

Inside, the henchmen sat around the coffin gabbing with each other about what they were going to do with their share of the loot. Batgirl could never figure out why these guys always ended up working for someone like the Penguin. "Why would anyone in their right mind want work for a wacko who waddles around like a bird and quacks!" she thought mockingly. Taking a look at her own ridiculous costume and thinking about the number of people that would give their right arm to work with Batman and Robin quickly shut her up.

"Hey tsst." said one of the henchmen to the others in a soft whisper. "Did you guys hear something coming from the coffin?"

"Uh yeh, I think I did." another replied. The first goon picked up one of Penguin's patented umbrellas and slowly brought it over to a small air hole at the side of the coffin. Inserting the tip into the hole he pulled the trigger and the umbrella spewed its supply of Penguin gas into the wooden box. The gas filled the box and spewed out slightly from the sides as the goon continued to pump gas into it. A series of frantic thumps and thuds rang from the box as the gas poured out the seams. The noise came quickly to a stop as the gas dissipated.

"Lets see what we got." chuckled the goon as they all three opened the lid. There, laying like a sleeping little girl and moaning slightly from the gas was Batgirl.

"HOO HOO Party TIME!" the one goon screamed as they hoisted the dazed heroine from the box and quickly tied her hands behind her back. The fresh air rushing through the back of the truck quickly revived the spirited heroine as the men finished tying her arms.

With a fiery yelp she began to wiggle and struggle against the group of men. They had her laying on her stomach and across their knees as they sat on the benches that lined the sides of the truck.

"OOO... You're a real wiggler aren't you." one of the henchmen noted, running his hands over her chest and cupping her breasts. The young girl twisted and jerked her shoulders in a vain attempt at shaking the creep's hands off her plump breasts.

"How dare YOU!" she cried. "I'm an officer of the law! Unhand me at ONCE!" she demanded as she continued to gyrate. Now all three men were sliding their hands slowly over her soft, tense body.

"I don't think so. You sent us up da river a few years ago and now its pay back time." he grinned as he moved around in front of her.

"You broke the law!" she screamed "You deserved to go to prison!"

"Well you deserve this." he replied as he forced is penis into her small mouth and slid it deep into her throat.

Batgirl reeled at this horrid act and she kicked and screamed violently. This only excited the men more. They began to squeeze and stroke the rest of her body even harder. She could feel a pair of hands slowly gliding up and down the back of her bare thighs, getting closer and closer to her...

WHACK! Her plump, shapely buttocks jiggled like a lump of jello as the goon smacked her rear. "ya like that girly!?" he said smacking her again. The young heroine surged and whined as the goon continued to spank her. The other goon gave her a smack and both men soon formed a chorus of alternating smacks and spanks.

Both men soon stopped and began sliding their hands over her firm but sore rear end. "Let see what we got here!?" the goon chuckled as he grabbed her shorts and pulled them down over her bare thighs to her knees.

Batgirl let out another scream as her rear was bared to the world. The first goon continued to slowly pump his cock inside her mouth as he enjoyed the show behind her.

The goon behind her slid his hand slowly over her bare buttocks and then came down hard on her bare rear with another smack. Both men continued their spanking onslaught, the helpless heroine wincing in pain from each slap.

After several minutes, the goons stopped and stared at her sore, reddened rear. "OOO I bet you needed that didn't you!" he chortled. Batgirl growled a defiant moan as the goon mocked her like she was some spoiled little girl needing a good spanking.

The man behind her then stood up and unzipped his pants. "I want something special." he said in a low, intense voice.

Suddenly, Barbara's hips surged and she let out a ferocious scream as the goon grabbed her buttocks and parted her cheeks, inserting his penis into her anus. Her hips jumped and rocked wildly as the engorged member slowly slid inside her. At first the going was hard, but, as her anal muscles relaxed and her sphincter opened, his penis began to inch its way deeper inside her.

The sensation was too intense and Barbara gyrated frantically in despair. This excited the man in front of her which caused him to pump faster and faster.

"Hey Stool Pigeon," said Rooster "Lets do her at the same time." he laughed. Batgirl's eyes popped wide open at the prospect of this and she struggled even more. The two men continued to pump faster and faster, slamming themselves into her from both ends. Then the back of the truck filled with silence as the two men surged inexorably upward. Barbara let out one last defiant yell as both men burst and ejaculated inside her.

Barbara slumped back down, moaning and cooing sighs of defeat as the men pumped every last drop into her. Her rear was covered with come which had trickled out from her anus and down her legs. Her mouth and chin were also covered and the goon smeared the remainder across her face. "That oughtta teach you to be so feisty and for sending me up da river." said the goon behind her in a relieved voice.

"Mu mu my turn." stammered the third goon. Both men flipped Batgirl on her back and the third man climbed on top of her. Forcing his hips between her legs he violently began penetrating her. Batgirl fought back as best as she could, gyrating and thrusting against the onslaught but it was to no avail as the first man came hard and long into her defenseless vagina.

"Here, its my turn." the second one said pulling away the first and taking his place. The three continued to enjoy their young shapely, struggling captive as the truck sped toward the Penguin's hideout with Batgirl's screams and cries muffled by the roar of the engine.

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The door to Penguin's hideout burst open and Penguin and his cohorts came waddling in carrying a bound, gagged and struggling Batgirl. "Quack! Joker, Riddler! You'll never guess what birdie we managed to bag!" the Penguin exploded with glee.

The Joker came out of a doorway, his face relaxed and satisfied. "HOO HOO The Dynamic bimbo! I don't believe it."

"Yeh Joker, ya botched up knocking off those two costumed Barbie dolls." the Penguin blasted. "Now all we got to do is catch that fiery feline and we've got them both, quack!"

"Oh don't worry about that Pengie," the Joker chortled, "the Riddler's entertaining Catwoman right now in the other room."

The two men walked over to the doorway the Joker just came from and peered inside. Selena was laying on a large bed on her back, completely naked except her mask, her hands bound behind her back and her mouth gagged. The Riddler was on top of her with his hips between her legs, rocking and pumping himself inside her. Her hips rocked and twisted slowly apparently from exhaustion but still defiant in their effort to resist being raped. The Riddler's rhythm grew quicker and quicker as he pumped harder and harder. Finally, in a reeling surge, the Riddler relieved himself forcing Selena to moan and thrust in futility.

The Riddler withdrew and zipped himself up. Selena lay, groggily on the bed, her bare tan legs sliding slowly back and forth and her hips rocking to one side as her pelvis collapsed in defeat from the violent penetration. She let out a low, animalistic moan and turned her head to stare in fiery resistance at the other two villains.

"Quack, Quack! Good, bring the pigeons to the fish bone disposal room." ordered Penguin as he waddled away.

Soon the two bound and gagged heroines were carried into a large room at the back of the abandoned fish gutting factory. The room was dominated by a large, circular vat that measured about 20 feet in diameter.

Above the tank was a hoist and winch assembly, the end of which was brought down and set to one side of the tank. At the end of the lines was a saucer shaped plate resembling a 6 foot diameter dish. The two girls were brought over and set down on the dish. The goons then proceeded to untie and ungag them.

"OH PENGUIN!" exclaimed Batgirl. "How can you do this! You raped US!" she cried angrily.

"Yeah, that was pretty low! Now I know why I stopped being a villianess." protested Catwoman.

"Quack, And it was pretty fun too my little chickadees." he chuckled. Both girls twisted and wiggled letting out spirited moans of disgust at the mangy bird.

"Let me explain my latest trap," said the bird proudly. "The vat over there contains hydrochloric acid, enough to dissolve any fish bone, including yours, in a matter of seconds." he added.

"Quick, tie them into position." he ordered. The goons grabbed the girls and spun them around so they were laying on their sides and facing each other but in reverse directions. Then, grabbing each girl's head they forced each girl's face in-between the other girl's legs. After several moments of tying and binding, both girls found themselves in a forced 69 position, laying on their sides. The goons then taped some more sensing electrodes to their skin. The Penguin then threw a switch and the hoist raised the saucer they were laying on up and over the vat.

"Quack, quack... This trap is simply diabolic and will force you two girls to do what you probably do best anyway." he said with a quacking laugh. Both girls growled in defiance at the insult, their mouths gagged by each other's vagina.

"The machine will sense your sexual response and will stop lowering the plate each time any of you two climax. Of course the more times you climax, the longer you get to stay alive. The plate will resume its decent however when you stop coming." he explained. Both the Riddler and the Joker burst out in a chorus of laughter at the two heroines predicament.

"Delightful... simply delightful." said the Joker clapping his hands together. "But we have to get going if we want to pull off our final crime." he added bolting for the door.

"Quack sorry we can't stay to watch the spectacle ladies, I'm sure it would be most entertaining." and with that Penguin flipped the final switch and headed for the door.

Both girls froze in shear panic as the plate slowly began to move downward. Selena and Barbara began to frantically lick each other as they raced to bring on a climax. Both sets of hips surged and gyrated and each girl grew tighter and tighter as they both ferociously stimulated each other. Suddenly, Barbara let out a wild cry of passion as a climax claimed her. At that moment the machine stopped its decent.

The two girls relaxed slightly and breathed a sigh of relief. Their rest was short lived however as the timer ran out and the plate once again began sinking.

This time it was Selena who climaxed and stopped the machine. They both continued to lick each other, knowing they could not keep this up forever but frantic that they would never escape their fate.

Batgirl and Catwoman Gang Banged...! Caught in the Penguin's Diabolic Trap...!

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Part 4:

CLUNK! The dish dropped another inch. The two exhausted heroines sprang back to life as they again tried to bring on yet another climax.

"I can't take much more of this!" Catwoman mumbled desperately from underneath Batgirl. "I'm about ready to pass out!"

"Me too," Batgirl replied wearily. "We've got to escape, but how?"

Both girls could hear the bubbling of the deadly acid below them as they feverishly tried to think of anyway to escape. Suddenly, Catwoman squeezed Batgirl tightly and froze.

"What Catwoman! Don't pass out!" Batgirl screamed fearing the harsh skin treatment she was going to receive if Catwoman lost consciousness.

"No. I'm not beaten yet," Selena replied, "there, across the room." she said rolling both girls over so Batgirl could have a look.

There, sitting on a window sill licking its paws in anticipation of a fish dinner, was a blonde hared tabby. It sat looking in curiosity at the two unusual fish laying on the disposal dish.

"A cat!" Batgirl cried out spraying Catwoman's lubricant with a heavy breathe of shock. "What the hell are you getting excited about a cat for!" she cried.

"Just hold still!" Catwoman replied harshly squeezing the small of Batgirl's back so tight that she was unable to barely breath let alone move. Selena stared over Barbara's rear into the cat's eyes and for a moment the two didn't move, woman and cat staring long and deep into each other's eyes.

The plate began dropping at a regular pace now. Barbara sprang to life in wiggling desperation as she tried to continue in a futile attempt at stopping the winch again. Selena, however, continued to hold the frantic heroine firmly, completely ignoring the winch's downward progress. The sounds of the acid grew louder and louder as the plate grew closer to the pool. Then, Barbara froze in shear terror as she heard the sizzle of the acid as it made contact with the underside of the plate. It was only seconds now before she would die a horrible, painful death.

Suddenly, the tabby sprang to life and leapt off the window sill, jumping almost halfway to the tank in a single leap. Then, like some driven jungle cat it bolted across the floor and jumped up the metal staircase to the winch controls. Sitting there for just a moment it looked curiously at the controls, cocking its head sideways in slight confusion. It then reached up with both paws and leaned all its weight on the winch lever, pulling it completely down.

The machine made a loud clunking sound and the plate shook to a stop. Then the machine made a series of loud hissing sounds as various pistons let out their air pressure and the plate raised back up, over the side of the tank and was set back down safely on the ground.

The two girls quickly rolled off the plate and onto the cold cement floor. Barbara, seeing a puddle of fresh, hissing acid near her, leaned her hands out and dipped her ropes in the tiny pool. After a few moments, the acid burned her ropes through and the two girls were free.

"How did you... what happened... how did that cat...?" Barbara stammered in utter confusion as she finished removing the ropes tied around her legs and waist.

Selena took Barbara by the chin and looked her deep in the eye. "They don't call me Catwoman for nothing." she said in a deep, calm, sultry voice, sprouting a wicked, sinful grin.

Both girls stood up slowly, never breaking eye contact. Selena's hand slowly guided Barbara, by her chin, to her feet. Both girls were scared to death. They stood, facing each other, shivering from both the cold, stone floor and from the massive amounts of adrenaline that was coursing through their veins. Both of their naked, wet bodies were covered with a thick, shimmery film of sweat from the experience and from utter physical exhaustion.

Selena's firm grip softened and she slowly slide her hand over Barbara's soft, girlish cheek. She gently caressed her cheek, moving her hand back and forth, barely touching the surface of Barbara's skin.

Barbara stood staring back at Selena, her lower lip quivering slightly from the excitement. She raised her hand and slide her fingers tenderly over Selena's left nipple, touching it just enough to move the nipple slightly as each of her fingers made contact. She then moved her hand slowly down the curvature of Selena's large breast and gently slid her fingers along its underside, lightly stroking Selena's skin with slow and sensual tickles.

Selena surged slightly as a wave of warmth flowed up her back and across her shoulders. Her muscles sank as the sensation slowly relaxed her, making her feel pleasantly calm. Her tense face softened and she closed her eyelids as she let the feeling encompass her.

With her free hand, Selena reached over and slowly placed her middle finger under Barbara's bare nipple. With extreme care and delicacy, she slid her finger around the underside of Barbara's nipple, lightly tickling it, moving it ever so gently in a semi circular fashion.

Barbara's eyes slowly closed as she too surged with the sensation. Her nipples grew hard and erect as the sensation swept across her weary, naked body like a wave of warm water across a sun drenched beach. Her head curled back and her lips opened slightly as her mouth slowly relaxed.

Selena took a small step forward, moving close enough so the bottom of her breasts lightly touched the top of Barbara's. At the same time, she softly slide her hand around Barbara's waist and placed it firmly, but gently against the small of the young girl's back.

Barbara arched her back slightly as she opened her eyes with a gentle shock. Selena lowered her head and stared deeply into the young girl's heavy, light brown eyes. For a long moment both women stared into each others pupils, looking long and deep into each other's hearts and feeling the waves of sexual emotions that both girls shared. It was as though both were surrounded by some magical bubble which separated them from the rest of the world and brought them into their own private universe.

Moving slowly and carefully, Selena lowered her face and turned her head to one side as she cautiously brought her lips close to Barbara's. Barbara lowered her eyes as she innocently watched Selena's mouth grow closer and closer to hers. Not realizing she had moved her own arms, Barbara's hands had slowly curled around Selena, her one hand slightly touching Selena's back under her arm and the other reaching over the amazon's shoulder and lightly touching her auburn black hair.

Barbara could feel Selena's warm gentle breath on her lips as her mouth grew nearer. A wave of heavy, dull warmth flowed through Barbara as Selena made contact. She gently rocked her head ever so slightly, softly rubbing Barbara's lower lip with her own. The two girls began moving their heads slowly in a slight circular motion, tenderly touching and teasing the other's mouth with the light, gentle touch of the other's soft, dry lips.

Selena then drew in Barbara's lower lip with her lips, gently grabbing it and giving it a soft kiss, so soft that it barely moved Barbara's mouth. At first the innocent girl didn't respond, her mouth remained relaxed and motionless. Selena then moved her mouth over Barbara's lips so that her lips rested just against the girl's mouth. She then gave the young girl a slight kiss, barely touching her lips with her own. Again Barbara didn't respond.

Another gentle kiss followed. This time, Barbara moved her lips slightly in response. Selena pressed a little harder and kissed again. Barbara responded by tilting her head softly forward and pressing her lips against Selena's. Both girls drew each other close and they slowly kissed each other long, warm and tenderly.

Barbara had never experienced anything like this before. Of course, the previous few days events had put her through a heavy array of intense sexual encounters but this was different, unexpected, almost forbidden in nature. In one soft, sensual gesture, Selena had opened Barbara's eyes to a truly warm and wonderful hidden secret inside herself and, at the same time, had brought her true feelings about her own sexuality to the surface. She had never known she had compassion for or even cared about being with another woman but now the feelings she had were so honest, so right.

The two girls embraced each other tightly and they began to heavily kiss each other, their hands gliding gently over each others' bare backs and shoulders. Selena then raised her head and cupped Barbara's cheek with her hand. With her other hand she pushed on the small of Barbara's back and guided her toward the bedroom where Selena had originally been tied up and taken advantage of.

Batgirl sauntered into the room and, without hesitation, slowly crawled onto the large, king sized bed and sat with her legs curled to one side, staring innocently and sensually at Catwoman. Selena quietly shut the door and walked over to a table that sat against the bedroom wall, never breaking eye contact with the young heroine as she traveled across the room.

On the table were several strips of black, silk cloth, the same strips that were used to bind and gag Selena earlier. Picking one up, she slowly walked toward Barbara, wrapping the ends of the cloth around each of her own hands and pulling it tight with a slight snap.

Barbara's shoulders sank and her eyes closed heavily as she leaned forward submissively toward Selena. The dark hared amazon then sat down on the side of the bed next to her. Selena set the cloth across Barbara's bare thigh and reached out with both hands placing them gently on the young girl's shoulders. Slowly and lightly she ran her hands down Barbara's arms, pulling Barbara's arms together and crossing her hands in front of her.

Barbara's heart sank low and heavy in her chest as a wave of sexual anticipation rushed through her. This was too good to be true. This woman knew how to touch her, knew how to tease her, knew her every sexual fantasy. She was like an open book, bare and exposed to the world and this wild, erotic woman knew how to read every word.

Selena tied Barbara's hands together in a snug but gentle knot. Grabbing the girl by her crossed hands and lowering her down with her other arm, Selena lay Barbara on her back and pulled her arms over her head. Using the remainder of the clothe, she tied the young girl's hands to the bed post, securing her safely in place.

After a few moments, Selena raised another clothe and slowly lowered it over Barbara's face. She pressed it firmly over the girl's eyes and wrapped it around her head, tying and blindfolding the young heroine.

Selena then leaned over Barbara and looked deep and long at her young, innocent and beautiful face. Slowly and teasingly she again began to nip and kiss Barbara's wet, full lips. Both girls exchanged kiss after kiss, losing themselves in the experience.

After several long, passionate exchanges, Selena raised her head slightly and looked down at Barbara's bare breasts. Looking back at the young girl, she sprouted a pleasing smile as she ran her hand slowly and softly over Barbara's bare shoulders and down over her firm, ripe breast.

Her fingers danced lightly on the girl's delicate skin as they stroked the area around her erect nipple, making slow, gentle circles around it. Then, using the finger nail on her middle finger, Selena lightly flicked Barbara's ripe nipple, causing it to shift ever so slightly. Barbara moaned at the unexpected but pleasant feeling.

Using all three fingers she then began to gently tickle the underside of Barbara's breast, teasing and taunting her nipple with an occasional flick or bump, never pressing hard enough to shift or move the breast or to cause its shape to change.

Barbara's chest surged slowly and she let out a soft, light moan as she tried to move her breast closer to the stimulation. Selena quickly moved her hand backward, making sure not to let the helpless girl get more than just a tease. Her fingers danced about on the surface of the young heroine's tight, soft skin like a hovering mosquito floating over a nice, juicy meal, never landing but teasing the girl with the anticipation of taking a ravenous bite.

Batgirl's chest rocked gently from side to side and her thighs slowly rubbed together as the sensation and anticipation began to build. When was she going to strike? When will by breast be taken? Now! Now!

But the teasing continued, relentlessly, mercilessly with the amazon stopping just long enough to allow the sensation to settle and not to allow it to become repetitive or numb. Stroke after stroke, tickle after light tickle. It was as though each breast was growing more tender and ripe, ready to burst at any moment.

Barbara began twisting and breathing heavily as she writhed in agony hoping for some kind of release. Her sensations were then compounded as one of Selena's warm, gentle hands moved slowly over her bare, flat stomach and toward her unprotected vagina.

At first she felt nothing. Her body began to settle down as the tingling in her breasts continued. "What was she doing?" Barbara thought "What could she be up..." but no sooner did she question Selena's activities then she tensed and surged in excitement. Barbara let out a slight moan as Selena slowly touched the inside of her bare thigh and slowly slid her fingers gently along the smooth skin between her legs.

Her hips rocked and twisted gently as the amazon lightly teased Barbara with her fingers, slowly running her hand closer and closer then back away from her vagina. As she did this, Selena also leaned over Barbara's chest and began slowly teasing her tender, ripe nipple again. She ran her nose over it lightly and nipped at it slowly and softly with her dry, full lips, making sure not to move it too much or to let Barbara get any release from the tension.

BAM!

Both girls froze in terror as the door to the fish factory burst open and the sounds of several men echoed through the hallways.

"Damn!" Batgirl exclaimed as she untied herself and popped up off the bed.

"We've got to get out of here." said Catwoman helping Batgirl up, "If we're lucky, they'll think we dissolved in the acid."

The two girls grabbed their costumes off the dresser and headed for the large, factory style windows that lined one side of the makeshift bedroom. After a few frustrating moments of climbing out a window while trying to get dressed, they scurried down the alley and to safety.

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Back at Catwoman's lair, the two costumed heroines sat about, contemplating their last encounter with the three villains.

"Do you think anyone noticed us coming here?" asked Batgirl naively.

"Oh no," Catwoman replied shaking her head sarcastically, "That cabby who picked us up and all those people in the street would never have noticed two, half dressed women wearing masks and costumes."

"Yeah, I guess you're right." said Batgirl giving herself a slight pop in the head with her hand. "I was wondering what all those Japanese tourists were taking pictures of."

"Well good thing I checked with da... I mean Commissioner Gordon." said Batgirl. "He told me the Riddler left a riddle at the museum where you were kidnapped."

"Oh great," replied Catwoman rolling her eyes in disgust, "Another damn riddle. You'd think the idiot was crazy or something. What kind of loon goes parading around in a costume doing goofing things like that!" she said angrily. Barbara looked over the note sideways at Catwoman, who was sitting in her white, bikini costume and mask, and raised an eyebrow shooting her a judgmental look. Catwoman looked down at herself and nodded her head in disgust. "Ok... OK FINE! Let's hear the stupid thing."

"Its a two parter so listen carefully." Barbara explained squinting at the note. She wasn't used to reading without her glasses but wearing a pair now would be just as revealing as Superman wearing his Clark Kent glasses.

"Everything is as light as me but I fall as fast as a cannonball... What am I?"

"Hmm..." said Catwoman almost going into a coma as her mind went to work solving the riddle. Barbara could swear she could see little birdies circling the dark hared avenger's head as all the woman's mental efforts strained at dealing with the mind numbing poser.

"Its a feather!" Batgirl said knowingly as she gave Catwoman a slight swat on the arm. "You are such an airhead!"

"Yeah well... that one was too simple. It threw me for a second. What's the next one!" she yelled shooting Barbara a disgusted look.

"Ok," Barbara said perking up like a spoiled schoolgirl, "People spend their lives getting rid of me yet, in the end, they become me after all."

"Pssss... that's easy!" said Catwoman waving her hand at the note, "shit!"

"SHIT?" asked the surprised Batgirl.

"Yeah, SHIT! People are always getting rid of it but when you die, you're in deep shit." the buxom brunette said sitting back in her chair and crossing her arms in front of her, sprouting a smile of absolute pride.

"The Riddler's riddles also go together TIT BRAIN!" scolded Batgirl. "Feather... Shit... Feather Shit... I don't think so." she said snootily. "I think the correct answer is DUST. We always try and get rid of dust but we become dust when we die. Also, feather and dust go together as in feather duster."

"Oh yeh, MIZZZZZ Smarty pants... or shorts... or thong or whatever that is..." and with that Catwoman stomped over to a desk and snatched the phone book. She slammed it down on the table and began flipping pages. Then, sitting back, she sprouted another smile of accomplishment.

"There!" she blasted slamming her point home with her finger as she pointed to the phone book. Barbara leaned over and stared at the entry at the tip of Catwoman's finger. There, between 'Feataccini's Noodle Factory' and 'Featwhyler's Feet and Foot Fetish Emporium', was an entry for 'FeatherShitte Manufacturing'.

"DOH!" blurted Batgirl as she slapped her hand over her forehead and shook her head in disgust.

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"I should have realized," Batgirl whispered as both women stood on an adjacent roof top staring down at the large factory. "the abandoned FeatherShitte Feather Duster Factory on Falling Feather Lane."

"God what a name." said Catwoman. "Its almost like someone thought it up for some lame kiddies show or something."

"Well if that's the case," Barbara replied, "we are two very hard up, desperate actresses working a dead end career job. I mean get real, what kind of BIMBO would dress like this just to get an acting job." she finished.

Both girls looked at each other for a long moment and then shook their heads in an attempt at rubbing out the absurd idea. "Not me. The last thing I want to do is end up as a down and out, over weight, out of work hasbin who has to resort to doing Star Trek episodes to make ends meet." replied Catwoman.

"You said it! Let's split up." Batgirl said. "I'll go through that side door down there and you make your way around back and see if you can get in."

"Sounds good to me." said Catwoman and she bounded off into the darkness over the roof tops toward the other side of the huge building.

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It wasn't hard for Barbara to gain entry to the old building. The factory used the old standard set of locks so the police could gain easy access using a pass key. Of course it does pay being the commissioner's daughter and it was very easy to make a duplicate of his key for just such emergencies.

The factory area she had entered was a maze of thin walled offices lit by streams of gray, blue light that dimly flowed in from several factory style windows that faced the dull street lights outside.

Slowly she sauntered through the eerie darkness. After several moments, she made her way down what she thought was the main hallway that lead to the factory floor.

Suddenly, from two open doorways on each side of her, two dark figures plowed into her hips and legs, wrapping their arms around her bare thighs and calves. As she twisted and struggled, a third figure came up from behind her and wrapped one arm around her waist. At the same time, the other arm came up and clapped a small rectangular pad of cloth over her nose and mouth. Barbara's eyes burst open in panic as the fumes of the anesthetic invaded her defenseless lungs. She screamed and cried but her yells were muffled by the chloroform soaked cotton wad. The three men pulled the gyrating heroine to the ground and held her as the darkness enveloped her and she slipped unconscious.

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Part 5:

The darkness soon lifted as the fuzzy circles of lights above her came into focus. Batgirl could see a few large lamps several feet above her hanging from the ceiling. She slowly slid her legs back and forth and let out a soft moan as she woozily raised herself to a sitting position. Looking about with her still glassy vision she could see she was in a large, cylindrical room about 20 feet in diameter and about 40 feet tall. The floor and walls were covered with thick, heavy padding, similar to mattress material and resembled the walls of some odd asylum.

Still numb she slowly got to her feet and instantly froze in shock. "I'm NAKED!" she observed gasping in fright. Only her mask, gloves and boots were left on. The rest of her costume was gone.

"Hoo Hoo Hoo" cackled a familiar voice. "So I see our little Bat SLUT is waking up from her beauty rest." taunted the Joker.

"Where are you Joker!" demanded Batgirl as she clenched her fists and stared around the room. "Come out and face me like a man!"

"Oh but I am facing you my dear... up here." he replied. Looking up, Batgirl could see a curved window about 15 feet up. Waving at her like an absolute dope was her green skinned nemesis.

"We thought you were fish bait back at the fish factory but we caught on to your escape when we found the ropes laying on the floor. Oh well, this fate will be much more fun." he chortled clapping his hands together in pure excitement.

"Why don't you come down her and I'll dish out some fate of my own." Batgirl replied confidently assuming her usual Batgirl stance.

"Oh no my dear, not me, but maybe my friend might like it." and as he said this, a door behind Batgirl opened and a figure walked in. Batgirl turned and stepped back slightly in shock. There, standing in front of her was not a man but some kind of android. It was absolutely bald with a very tight, fit body and glassy white eyes.

"I'll make you a deal Batgirl. All you have to do is compete against my android and I'll let you go if you win." said the Joker.

"And what if I lose?" asked Batgirl looking back over her shoulders at the window.

"You don't want to know." the Joker replied in a demonically, low voice.

Batgirl swallowed slightly and looked back at the android. "So what do I have to do?" she asked striking another Batgirl stance.

"Oh its quite simple." laughed the Joker. "All you have to do is make my android climax BEFORE he climaxes you."

Batgirl's eyes bulged for a second at this disgusting thought but a slight tingle shot between her legs. She looked the android up and down and sprouted a slight smile of confidence. The automaton was very lean and muscular but it was also quite small, almost as small as she was. "Heck, Robin could probably bully this guy." she thought. Her air of confidence was slightly shattered however as she looked between its legs and saw the size of its member. It wasn't enormous but it could be a threat if she wasn't careful.

"How do I know that thing CAN come?" Batgirl yelled back at the window.

"Don't worry my dear. My android will respond sexually in every way a normal man will. Of course, if you don't think you've got what it takes to make a man come then I'll understand." the Joker replied mockingly.

"OOOOOOO!" screamed Batgirl clenching her fists in rage. "I'll show you who's got more sex-a-pe...." but before the enraged heroine could finish her sentence, the nimble android dove into her, sending her hard to the soft mat floor.

As quickly as it had piled on top of Batgirl, the android wrapped its left arm around her back and violently clamped its mouth over her left nipple, sucking on it hard and viciously. At the same time, it reached its right hand between her legs and began feverishly masturbating her by rubbing its fingers hard over her bare clit.

"UUUUGGGGHHHH!!!!" Batgirl moaned as the android took her off guard.

"NO!" she blasted and with a major effort she used her muscular thighs to roll the android on its back and climb on top of it. Using her hands she grabbed it by its wrists and wrestled with its hands, which were frantically trying to grope her bare breasts. Then with all her weight she leaned forward and pinned the android's arms over its head.

"Ha! Thought you could beat me eh!..." Batgirl mocked. "Try and tame this!..." Sliding her shapely hips back over its pelvis, she maneuvered its erection between her legs and slowly slide its member inside her. The android immediately reeled with sensation as she began gyrating and twisting erotically, squeezing her vaginal muscles around its penis as hard as she could to intensify the friction.

"Got to hold out... can't let it affect me... UUUGGGHHH!" The pressure of its large member was taking its toll on her as well along with the machine's constant thrusts as it twisted and struggled under her, trying to resist climaxing itself.

Suddenly, the android thrust upward quick and hard, throwing the heroine off balance and tumbling her to one side. She immediately rolled back over and went for the same position but the android was just a little faster. Rolling over Batgirl, the android maneuvered itself behind the lively young girl and wrapped its muscular legs around her gyrating waist. Using its left hand it covered her mouth and pulled her head back to its shoulder, effectively gagging her. At the same time, it reached down between her legs and again began violently massaging her defenseless vagina.

"MMMMMMMM!!!"

"MMMMMMGF!!!"

"NNNNMMMG!!!"

Batgirl cried and bucked like a wild filly being tamed as the android continued its ruthless onslaught. Then the android reached lower and inserted three of its fingers deep inside her. Batgirl's hips surged as she was forcefully penetrated. Then her eyes opened wide in terror and she began thrusting uncontrollably as the android began oscillating its fingers in and out of her like a pianist playing the same three keys one after another, over and over again. "Catwoman's got to save me..." Batgirl thought, "I know she'll save me..."

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Catwoman slid through the open window with ease. Being a cat burglar definitely had its advantages in this situation. She thought it was rather ironic that this was the first time she was using her skills to actually stop a crime instead of start one.

"Goon, goon, where would I hide if I were a goon." she thought as she stealthily moved through the piles of crates that formed mini mountains of boxes throughout the factory's enormous warehouse.

"Ah a light at the end of the tunnel." she whispered to herself. With incredible skill and grace she silently maneuvered through the darkness and toward the lighted doorway. She entered the doorway, sliding around the door's edge like a wave of silent water.

The doorway opened onto a small, narrow hallway that was lit by a dim bulb hanging from a 10 foot ceiling. At the other end was another door that resembled the one she was standing at. She smiled slightly as she could see another light coming from under the door down the hall.

Carefully she walked down the carpeted hallway and reached the door. With extreme caution, she opened the door and slipped inside. She found herself standing in a cylindrical room about 20 feet in diameter and stretching up into darkness. About 8 feet from the floor was a series of dim lights that lined the wall in a circle around the room. The walls and floor were painted a dull green and appeared to be made of some kind of metal. Across the room was another door exactly the same as the first. Confidently Catwoman sauntered over toward it.

Suddenly, as she reached the exact center of the room, an incredibly bright light came on from the ceiling and blasted down on the unsuspecting heroine. "AAAAGGGH!" Catwoman reeled as the light devastated her eyes and she was momentarily blinded.

"Bwahahahahahahahaha. Lights... Camera... Action Catwoman." cackled the all too familiar voice of the Riddler. "I see you figured out my clever little riddle my fine busty cherry." he gloated spewing out his usual spastic giggles.

"God! Shut off that FUCKING LIGHT!" Catwoman screamed as she staggered about helplessly.

"Oh for you my dear, anything." he replied. With a loud CA-THUNK the light went off and Catwoman stood shaking the spots from her eyes.

"Just wait you sick jerk! I'm going to nail your ass good for THIS!" Catwoman boasted as she regained her sight and stared defiantly at a curved window that lined one side of the wall about 15 feet up. Up in the window, the Riddler stood giggling and snorting away.

"Nail MY ass? Oh no Cat BITCH, I don't think its my ass that's going to get nailed. In fact, I feel sorry for yours... REAL SORRY! Here, let me introduce you to a pet of mine...." replied the Riddler.

Suddenly, like a huge gust of wind, the floor split into eight pie slices and each slice shot out from under the buxom heroine's hi-heels, retracting into slits in the walls. For a brief moment the confused woman was suspended in mid air like some ridiculously dressed cartoon character. Then, her arms, legs and hair shot into the air as she plummeted downward.

It was only about a two or three foot drop but the fall momentarily stunned the heroine as she hit the bottom. Laying on her back she slowly tried to prop herself up with her elbows and look about. She quickly notice that she had landed on some huge, milky white pillow of some sort. It extended about two feet past her head and her feet and was shaped in such a way as to cause her to slide toward the center, almost cradling her and keeping her from reaching the sides.

The entire surface was covered with a thick, viscous, oily, white substance that absolutely prevented her from getting any traction what so ever, which she quickly realized as she twisted and struggled in vain to even sit up or flip herself over. The more she twisted, kicked and surged, the more she slipped into the center.

The material was the strangest thing of all. It didn't appear to be made of plastic or leather or anything else she could think of but it reminded her of something... Suddenly her heart sank in her chest. "Its SKIN!" she thought in terror. "God Riddler what is this!" she screamed.

"That's my new pet. Oh a little radiation here, a little gene splicing there and a whole lot of cross breeding. Its incredible what science can do now a days." he giggled.

"WHAT!" Catwoman screamed in shock. "You mean this thing is ALIVE!"

"Oh its much more than that..."

Suddenly, the whole surface of the pillow began to oscillate and surge, pushing and maneuvering the struggling heroine toward the exact center. Then, out of the darkness, several loud whipping sounds rang out. Thick, two inch, viney tendrils shot out from the dark sides of the pillow toward Selena. Quicker than she could react, they wrapped themselves tightly around each of her wrists, arms, thighs, knees and ankles, along with several others which wrapped themselves around her chest and waist. Like several cowboys bridling a wild horse, the tendrils bound Catwoman's limbs and pulled her tight, forcing her into a spread eagle position.

"UUUUUUGGGHHHNNN!!!!" Catwoman yelled like some wild, trapped animal as she struggled violently to free herself. As she fought, the tendrils fought back, holding their captive restrained and powerless.

Then, a few more vines raised up over her prone body and hovered like several green snakes examining their catch. She stared at them, clenching her teeth in defiance, wondering what they were going to do. She didn't have to wait long however as they shot down at the bound and helpless heroine and wrapped themselves around various parts of her costume.

"AAAAAGGGHH!" she screamed in shock as the tendrils gave a swift but firm yank. Her costume came off in shreds and was flung aside in pieces as easily as a person tearing up a Kleenex. Her prone, restrained tan body now lay naked and defenseless, covered with a shiny coat of the slick oily substance that coated the pad she was laying on. Her huge oil covered, glistening breasts rolled slowly to either side of her chest and lay plump and unguarded, sloshing about in small waves as she continued to twist and struggle in vain.

"Heeehehehehehehehe. Now comes the good part." stammered the Riddler as he cackled and drooled at the amazon below him.

Catwoman turned her head and looked to her side. At first she stared quizzically at the odd looking stocks that had snaked themselves across the pad on either side of her and now sat erect over her chest. They hovered for a few, tension filled moments and then, with a sudden, almost unreal motion, they burst open and blossomed, forming two fleshy, circular flowers about the size of a spread open, human hand. Selena let out a light gasp of shock as they bloomed so quickly and so intensely but her gasps turned to panicked moans and grunts as each plant turned its flower and aimed it at each of her glistening breasts. "Oh no! I hope that thing isn't going to do what I think its going to do?!" she thought, her teeth clenched in worry and desperation as she quickly realized how really vulnerable she was.

Slowly the two flowers drew back slightly, as though they were taking in a deep breathes, preparing themselves for...

"UUUUUUUUGHHGHGH!" screamed Selena in a low, almost animalistic moan as each flower pounced on its respective breast engulfing it, sucking it inward and cupping it, like some crude molester.

"Whew doggy!" howled the over excited Riddler, "Its milkin' time at the Catwoman coral tonight! HEHEHEHEHEHE!"

Catwoman surged and thrust her chest and hips frantically, snarling and clenching her teeth as the flowers continued their mammary onslaught, squeezing, sucking and massaging her tits violently. An orifice at the base of each flower sucked in her large nipples and began biting and pulling at them, like some frantic vampire feeding on its helpless prey. Her massive tits surged forward, then up, then down flat, then together forming erotic canyons of cleavage, curves and waves of glistening, dark, tan skin as they were violated ruthlessly by the plant.

Catwoman fought feverishly but her struggles were in vain. The plant had her bound too well and she knew the Riddler had much more diabolic plans for her, plans that she might not survive. "God, I hope Batgirl can save me... Oh God please...can't let him break me, can't be his SLAVE!"

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Batgirl continued to feverishly twist and wiggle as the waves of erotic sensation rushed over her, overwhelming her senses with each agonizing second. The damn thing was beating her, TAMING her and she was going to lose to it and that pervert the Joker. Summoning all her might, she raised her hips as high as she could and, with all her strength, she plowed her full buttocks and hips directly into the android's pelvis. "If this thing reacts like a human then this ought to stun him..." Barbara thought forcing her blow home with a heavy "UMPH!".

Sure enough, the Joker had told the truth. The android curled up into a ball and let go of the wild heroine. Barbara burst to her feet and instantly shot out one of her famous Batgirl kicks, sending the android hard to the floor. As it lay dazed and stunned on its back, Barbara grabbed the android by its legs and pushed it like a human plow into the wall, jamming its head and shoulders up against the wall as hard as she could. With its legs handing over her shoulders, she got on her knees and raised the machines pelvis off the floor, effectively pinning its shoulders to the mat. She then engulfed its penis and went to work sucking and sliding its swollen member in and out of her soft warm mouth, squeezing and teasing it with her lips and tongue.

The android thrashed and twisted wildly as her magical mouth stimulated it beyond its ability to assimilate the erotic, tactile data being forced upon it. Its hips thrust upward rhythmically and helplessly as she continued to ruthlessly draw the inevitable from it. Then, with a long, silent surge of tension filled sensation, the android burst, ejaculating its synthetic come inside Batgirl's mouth. It then sank to the floor in utter defeat. Barbara started to moan in slight panic as its firm hands reached out and grabbed her by the head and clamped her in place. It continued surging and thrusting its hips, pumping every last drop into the young girl's delicate mouth.

Barbara was desperately trying to make the automaton come and was actually turned on by the act of falacio but she began to worry as the amount she was being forced to swallow was getting out of hand.

"So this is how you want to play it?!" Batgirl thought. She figured she had to beat this thing 100% and so she resolved herself to swallowing everything she could. "Well I'll show this damn android who's boss!" she thought. "You want to come, well go ahead." The young heroine curled up between the androids legs in a lazy, relaxed position and continued to suck the machine into total submission. Then, when the machine was completely spent, she licked the outside of its polystyrene member clean, relieving it of every last drop of come.

"There, that'll show that clown that I'll do anything to win." she whispered softly, sprouting a wicked grin of success. The plucky avenger then sprang to her feet and struck a defiant Batgirl pose. "Looks like your little android didn't have what it takes to beat me Joker. Perhaps its just like you, weak and pathetic." she mocked, smiling up at the window.

"Oho Hoo Hoo. Oh my little cherry, you couldn't be more wrong. By the way, feeling a bit woozy?" the Joker replied sarcastically.

Batgirl stood for a moment in slight confusion but quickly began to feel dizzy and weak. "What... what the hell is happening Joker?" she cried out putting her hand to her forehead, holding her spinning head.

"Why its my latest invention; nerve come. You see, that come you so graciously consumed was loaded with a fast acting, highly toxic nerve poison. I'm sad to say you're going to be dead in a few moments. Too bad. BWAHAHAHAHAHA!" and the Joker broke out into a chorus of chuckles and laughter as he mocked the shocked and panicked heroine.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! That's despicable you FIEND!" she cried out.

"I know you're desperate right now Batgirl. Desperate and vulnerable." he replied, "Tell you what I'll do. You can stay alive if you service my OTHER android."

"Other android?" Batgirl echoed, taking a small swallow.

Suddenly, the door behind her swelled slightly from an overwhelming force and with an immense explosion of power it flew open and slammed against the wall with a loud, low thud. There, standing mean and all powerful was the biggest human figure she had ever seen. The android was nearly 7 foot tall and was covered from head to toe with nothing but muscle with not an ounce of body fat in sight. This thing could put any body builder to shame with arms as thick as her waist and shoulders she could literally stretch out and lay across with no worry about falling off. The most ominous threat however was what was between its legs. It must have been the largest cock she had ever seen or even imagined. The thing was beyond huge, it was utterly inhuman. The tiny, young girl stood shaking and shivering in fear and powerlessness at the figure looming before her.

"All you have to do is make my other android come and you'll be safe. Its come is the antidote for the nerve poison. Just get it to come in your mouth or inside you and you will get a dose. Oh, but I'm afraid it will only ejaculate just enough of a dose to keep you alive a few minutes longer. To stay alive, you'll have to keep it happy CONSTANTLY." the Joker explained, mocking and teasing the absolutely terrified heroine.

No sooner had Batgirl realized the insidious fate that awaited her, then the android lunged at her. With blinding speed it crossed the room and lashed its huge hand out at Barbara, clamping it around her tiny neck and almost picking her up off the floor with one arm. In one swoop it pushed her up against the wall and pinned her with its body. Grabbing her soft thighs with its huge hands, it pulled her legs around its hips and forced its penis into her, hard and fast. Batgirl's shapely hips twisted and surged in futile defiance as its huge, swollen member forced itself past her defiant vaginal muscles and deep inside her. Barbara gyrated frantically as she beat her fists feverishly on its huge, muscle bound chest. Even held off the floor, her head only came to its chest and she stared at its huge shoulders in shear panic as it began thrusting in and out, pounding her smaller, weaker body against the wall again and again and again.

Then, with an immensely powerful surge, it swelled upward, almost squeezing the breathe out of the young girl as it ejaculated the minuscule dose of cure into her. Barbara came incredibly hard and violent as the android viciously raped and penetrated her. The power, the size, the violence, all these were too overwhelming, too erotic. She had never been taken like this before and the thought of being so helpless at the hands of so much intense power was incredible.

No sooner had the android finished dispensing its first dosage then it grabbed the dazed heroine by the back of the head and forced her head down between its legs. Its gorged member forced its way past her plump red lips and slid deep past her tongue and down her throat. Her mouth was barely wide enough to accommodate its width and she gagged and moaned desperately as it began pumping its penis in and out of her defenseless mouth. Her arms flailed about as she twisted and struggled against her tormentor. The inevitable came however as she again was forced to swallow another dose of ejaculation.

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Part 6:

Catwoman continued to gyrate and wiggle about in desperation as her breasts were squeezed and milked violently by the plant. Outwardly she fought to free herself but inside, a deep part of her mind felt that the sensation was actually quite erotic. Men had grabbed her breasts before and they had even been fairly rough with them but this experience was different. It was more wild, more animalistic. It was so base and violent and uncontrollable. There were no rules, no protocols, and no way to resist. She had always thought of herself as a Goddess of sorts, a woman no man could have unless he had earned her, a perfect form that any man would die for.. The thought of this thing taking her against her will with so much wild ferocity was becoming an incredible turn on.

After several moments of shifting and shaking her head back and forth in wild resistance, she slowly opened her eyes to assess the situation. As she looked down her eyes crossed and focused on another plant bud that had moved in place over her head and was now about a foot away from her face. The bud was different than the two clamped over her breasts and she momentarily calmed herself, quizzically staring at the hovering bud.

Suddenly, from the center of the bulb, a long, white, pulsating stem slowly pushed its way out and covered the distance from the flower to her face. At first she was utterly confused by this protrusion and stared at the tip of it with her crossed eyes as it almost touched the tip of her nose. Then, in absolute horror, she gasped knowing exactly what it was for.

No sooner had she parted her full lips to cry out then the white proboscis shot forward and plunged itself deep into her gaping mouth. It twisted and snaked its way deeper and deeper down her throat, secreting lubricant which poured out slightly from around her lips, down her chin and over her cheeks. In a matter of mere moments, the white stem was fully inserted and the bulb and connecting vine began sliding the organ in and out of her mouth in a rhythmic pumping fashion.

"MMMMMMMMM!!!" cried Catwoman as her mouth was penetrated. Her head thrashed back and forth wildly as this new sensation compounded her already dangerous predicament. The feeling of this alien "thing" wiggling and pulsating in her mouth was extremely shocking but that shock made the experience more dangerous, more exhilarating.

For several moments the process continued as the plant raped her mouth and furiously massaged her huge, full tits. Her body continued to twist and writhe in sexual agony, unable to free herself from her viney bonds. Her mind began to drift, shutting out any sights, smells and sounds and only allowing the tactile sensations to overwhelm her. This semi-euphoric state was shattered, however, when she felt something brush up against her inner thigh. Her eyes burst open in fear as she immediately looked down between her legs. There, hovering ominously over her unprotected vagina, was another bud just like the one that was busy raping her mouth.

"NNNNNNNNNNMMMMMMMMMM!!!" she cried out shaking her head no as the new bud's white proboscis forcefully extended, pointing straight at her bare pussy.

"Heehehehehehehehehe!" snorted the Riddler again mockingly, "Looks like its time to do some spring planting. Time to sew the fields. Time to plant some corn."

Selena's eyes bulged in absolute terror at this thought and she began wiggling her hips wildly to avoid her impending fate. This was to no avail however as the plant simply waited, like a cat watching its prey, till it was time to pounce.

Catwoman let out an enormous animalistic cry as the alien member parted her tight lips and squirmed its way inside her, pushing hard and forcefully to gain every inch. The penetrated heroine pounded her restrained hips up and down in a frantic attempt at resisting the proboscis's advance. This was to no avail, however, as the combination of twisting, lubricant and power allowed the member to reach its target - her unprotected womb. No sooner had it reached its target then the plant began sliding the stem in and out of her like it was doing to her mouth. Over and over again, pounding away at her will like a piston the proboscis slid in and out.

The sensation was too overwhelming, too intense. All this tactile stimulation began overloading her. Her mind was flooded with wildly erotic images as the stimuli dragged her down deeper and deeper.

Suddenly her whole body seized up and stiffened. Another bud had moved in under her raised hips and a third member had forced itself between her buttocks and against her anus. She squeezed her cheek muscles as hard as she could to stop the member's onslaught but this only redoubled the plant's efforts as the added tension heightened its sensations. The stem pushed hard against her anus, slowly forcing it open. It gained ground an inch at a time as the frantic woman thrust her hips in violent desperation.

Now Catwoman was reduced to a struggling writhing figure, fighting in futility to escape the inevitable. The plant began coordinating its thrusts, pumping in and out with the surging of her hips. Like two erotic machines trying to find the perfect harmony, they both pumped and thrust until their rhythms grew closer and closer. At this point the plant doubled its efforts, banging her harder and deeper with each wave of fiery defiance.

For several long, agonizing minutes both plant and female human merged into a chorus of perfect harmonic unity. Then the irresistible, the unthinkable happened. Selena tightened, raising her waist and hips higher and higher, squeezing every muscle in her tan body to the breaking point. Sensing this, the plant quickened its pace, sliding the penises inside her faster and faster. All three members then stopped, vibrating slightly as the plant also tightened. For a long moment a wave of tension filled silence came over both of them. The pressure had reached its apex and there was no way to stop it from exploding.

At that point the plant's penises and their attached vines began to vibrate as each one burst uncontrollably into Catwoman. Selena screamed one last time as the plant's discharge pushed her over the edge and sent her plummeting downward in an erotic spiral of overwhelming sensation.

Come poured out her mouth and down her chin as the plant forced her to swallow all she could. The same white liquid also streamed down her bare thighs as more of the discharge poured out from her unguarded vagina and down her legs. Her buttocks were also covered with the white, viscous substance as her anus was also violated.

"mmmmmmmm....." she moaned deeply. Her legs slid back and forth slowly and her hips surged in leisurely waves as the plant continued pumping its devilish seeds inside her, depositing every last drop into its helpless, defenseless victim. She now lay dazed and stunned as the plant finished inseminating her and retracted the one proboscis from her raped vagina.

No sooner had the first one finished then another forced its way inside her and began feverishly penetrating her. Being multi-orgasmic, she was unable to resist as the plant exacted another intense climax from her.

"NO! Too MUCH... Too SOON..." she thought in desperation as she collapsed again. "No control... I can't take this..." but her cries went unanswered as a third member began its job of penetrating its prey. Again and again she was forced to climax. No time to relax. No time to recuperate. The situation was way too much and Selena collapsed in defeat, falling unconscious from her broken and shattered will. Catwoman was beaten.

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"UUUUUUGH!" squealed Batgirl as the android thrust hard and deep inside her. The android was behind her now with its huge left arm wrapped around her shoulders and its other enormous hand wrapped around her waste and buried deep in her crotch. Its powerful fingers rubbed and pushed mercilessly on her clit as it forced its huge penis deep into her rear and down her anus. Batgirl's hips bucked and writhed and her legs thrashed about as the android forced himself deep inside her. Then, with a sudden surge the muscle bound automaton discharged, giving Barbara another temporary life saving dose of the anti-toxin.

"There's got to be a way to get it to give me all the antidote at once." she thought as it flipped her over like a helpless rag doll and mounted her from the front. She had been climaxed violently several times already and the exhaustion was taking its toll. Batgirl was now reduced to nothing more than a soft, wiggling puppet at the hands of her master tormentor.

In any other circumstance she would have loved this experience, dreaming about such erotic fantasies over and over again. Being powerless like this was an incredible turn on to her but this was too perilous. Not only was there a risk from the Joker and the drug, but also the risk of being tamed. Of being dominated beyond her abilities to resist. "No way am I going to end up a boy-toy for that green clown!" she thought determined to free herself.

Suddenly, as she lay helpless on the floor massed by her huge assailant, her mind exploded with a wild idea. "That other android. Its laying on its back and it still has a firm erection..." but her thought was cut short as the android climaxed again, forcing her to also burst in a sexual frenzy of sensation.

As quickly as it was done discharging its dose, it grabbed her hard by the hair and forced its member into her mouth. The raped heroine now sat on her knees with her powerful attacker standing over her.

"OK girl. Its time to put your money where your mouth is." With a new burst of energy the young girl went to work blowing the automaton like she had never blown anyone or anything before. She could feel the climax coming as the android began to tighten. As it reached its pinnacle, she summoned every last ounce of her remaining strength and plowed into the android. Being off balance already from the impending climax, the android staggered backwards in confusion and fell butt first to the floor. It didn't land on the floor however, instead it landed exactly where Barbara was aiming at - right on top of the other android's erection.

At first nothing happened. The first android's penis forced its way deep into the muscular ones tight buttocks. The powerful android sat with absolutely no motion what so ever. Then, like a volcano bursting, it ejaculated as hard and as deep as it could, overloading and shorting out in the process. Batgirl feverishly swallowed very last drop, consuming the entire antidote and curing herself of the poison.

"NO!!!!" screamed the Joker in angry frustration. "You BITCH! You ruined both those androids!"

"Looks like nothing can tame me eh Joker." Batgirl said slowly getting to her feet and wiping the come from her chin. "You might as well give up now. Nothing can tame me."

"Oh yeah! We'll just see about that Bat SLUT! Inky, Blinky, Dod!" he cried out. At that moment. the door to her cell burst open again and three more immense androids entered.

"Bridal that filly!" he ordered. Instantaneously the three androids rushed Batgirl and piled on top of her. She punched and kicked wildly but her struggles were in vain as they forced her hard to the mat.

Without mercy they began raping her like the first one did, pounding and penetrating her as hard and as forcefully as they could. The three of them formed a pile of thrusting, surging bodies with Batgirl buried helplessly underneath. Her hand reached out through a gap between two of them and she clutched and grabbed in defiance. Then, after several minutes her grip softened and her arm grew limb. It sank back into the pile in utter defeat.

"I think being gang banged for a few hours ought to take the spirit out of you Batgirl." the Joker laughed. He flipped off the lights to the cell and darkness engulfed the doomed heroine.

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"QUACK QUACK! We've got to get out of here before that bumbling Commissioner and that clod Chief O'Hara get here." squawked the penguin as he swatted one of his henchmen over the head in an effort to speed him up. The man rushed like a scared chicken as he loaded another crate into the back of the waiting truck that sat behind the feather duster factory.

"Duh, that's all der is Penguin." reported another goon.

"Quack. Good, get in the truck and I'll check on the Joker." The Penguin replied waddling off into the warehouse.

After several minutes of winding through the corridors of crates, the cagey bird waddled out into a clear area of the warehouse. The Joker came running up, clapping his hands in shear joy.

"Hoo Hoo Scrumptious. Simply scrumptious." he said looking back at his handy work.

"Good job Joker." said the Penguin, "but what about our two chic-a-dees?"

"Oh don't worry about those two." the Joker replied, "There's no way they could wake up and free themselves in time." he said waving his hand over his shoulder and walking back toward the truck. The Penguin waddled behind him and both men left the building, sealing it up tight before driving off.

Back in the clear area, all was not going well for our two heroines. Both girls were tied against a separate steel support girder. Each girl had their legs bound together at the ankles and knees, their hands tied behind their backs at the wrists and elbows and their shoulders and waists tied to their post. Over their eyes was a thick blindfold that covered most of their face and head. Each girl had a thick cotton wad of chloroform covering her nose and mouth and clamped in place with a gag that tied around her head. They were both stripped absolutely naked except for their masks and stood pinned to each post, slumped over in deep unconsciousness.

Tied to each post, and to all the posts in the factory, were big clumps of dynamite. Electric fuses ran all over the place and converged at a timer that sat taped to a crate just in front of the two anesthetized heroines. The counter raced to reach zero as only minutes remained.

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"Quack quack, I can't believe the haul we made!" the Penguin bragged.

"Oh yes Pengy." replied the Joker "And the beautiful thing is that bimbo Catwoman is going to take the rap for the whole crime wave."

"Yeh, with the dynamic dimwits out of the way and Batbabe along with them, we've got a free run of the city." added the Riddler as he raked his hands through the umbrellas full of cash as all three villains sat around the lair at the fish factory admiring the immense haul they made in the last week. They all joined in a chorus of demonic laughter as they thought about how they had beaten and defeated Catwoman and Batgirl.

"Those dumb broads really got nailed this time didn't they Penguin?" asked the Joker as he finished chuckling uncontrollably.

"Quack quack, quite right my good man." replied the Penguin puffing away on his pipe. "Those dizzy dames will be blown sky high, along with police commissioner Gordon and chief O'Hara's band of uniformed clods. That was a brilliant idea of yours Riddler to call the commissioner and tell him you were Catwoman's henchman and you wanted to turn states evidence and turn her in."

"heheheheheh. Of course its brilliant. The jokes now on them!" replied the Riddler as he broke into a spastic burst of giggling.

"Actually gentlemen, the jokes on YOU!" added a sultry female voice from across the room. All three villains and the rest of their henchmen turned and looked at the two figures behind them. Catwoman and Batgirl stood confident and defiant in the doorway to the fish factory wearing arrogant smiles.

"NO! It can't be QUACK!" exclaimed the Penguin. "You were tied up at the factory and knocked out! How the blazes did you wake up?"

"We've got a little more stamina than you think Penguin." smugly replied Batgirl. "The dosage of chloroform on those pads wasn't enough to keep a mouse asleep."

"But what about the dynamite! The whole place was rigged to explode." asked the Joker.

"You can thank my Batgirl cycle for that." replied Batgirl. "My auto fuse extinguisher in my cycle automatically detected your bomb counting down and shut off all the electricity in the building."

"You idiot!" screamed the Riddler as he gave the Joker a swat on his arm. "I told you not to plug the timer into a wall socket."

"BAH! What about you and that stupid plant. It took us hours to move that thing around." he replied pushing Riddler's tiny frame to the floor. Both men then looked at Catwoman. "Yeh... why aren't you pregnant?" they both asked.

Catwoman shifted her hips to one side and pulled a palm sized, circular pill dispenser from her belt. "I'm a woman of the 90's gentlemen. I never leave home without some kind of protection." she replied in a sultry, smug voice.

"Quack! Well you're definitely going to need some protection now! Neuter those kittens boys!" ordered the Penguin as he shoved a reluctant goon toward the two heroines.

Both girls immediately sprang into action and shot straight for a pile of packing crates that were stacked up against the wall behind them. In a massive effort, they pushed the crates over and the pile tumbled down on 4 goons, burying them under a few hundred pounds of slimy fish skins.

The two girls then split up and began pummeling the villains and their remaining henchmen. For several minutes both groups fought to a stand still but skill, physical training and spunk won out over sheer numbers as the last of the villains went crashing to the floor.

Penguin, Joker and Riddler all sat in a pile, leaning up against each other like flung rag dolls, moaning and groaning in defeated agony. Suddenly, a huge crash came from a window behind the two girls. Batman and Robin plowed through the window and leapt heroically into the room.

"Holly enormous hoot..." Robin started but Batman quickly clamped his hand over the young lads mouth.

"You'll have to excuse Robin." apologized Batman. "He's a growing boy."

"Growing in more ways than one I see." replied Catwoman as she crossed her arms and stared casually down at the boy wonder's crotch. At that moment, commissioner Gordon and Chief O'Hara rushed into the room with a contingent of police officers.

"Great work Batman. All of Gotham city is in your debt for this fine job." exclaimed commissioner Gordon as he walked up to the caped crusader, walking completely past Batgirl and Catwoman.

"All in a days work for a crime fighter commissioner." replied Batman, jutting his chin out slightly as he stared off into space. "We will never rest until good triumphs over evil."

"Mother Macrea. I'm sure glad yer on our side." added chief O'Hara as he and his men carted off the three villains and their gang of hoods.

Both girls stood staring in shock at the whole scene. Batgirl clenched her fists and gaped in utter disbelief at the ass wiping spectacle before her.

"Oh Batgirl." said Commissioner Gordon. "I understand you helped a little bit as well. Thank you." Staring off into space he added "I just wish my daughter Barbara would take more interest in helping out our fine community instead of lounging about waiting for the right man to come along and marry her." All three men shook their heads in unison, "Oh well."

"OOOOOOOOO!" screamed Batgirl as she gritted her teeth and stomped her way out of the room with Catwoman following close behind. "Typical men!" they yelled back.

"A bit temperamental wouldn't you say Batman?" said Robin punching his hand into his fist.

"Yes, this proves old chum that women will never make effective crime fighters. Its work better suited for men." Batman replied shaking his head.

Outside the two frothing women pushed their way past the police officers and the line of crooks and headed toward Batgirl's Bat cycle. As they walked past the villains, the men recoiled back and huddle together like frightened children, raising their hands slightly and blubbering uncontrolably as though they were protecting themselves from some rapid dog. "Get in the wagon with you." ordered chief O'Hara pushing the last of them into the large, black truck.

"We'll show them!" exclaimed Batgirl as she straddled the bike.

"I'll say! No costumed Neanderthal is going to upstage us." replied Catwoman as she climbed on back and held onto Barbara. "I got to tell you though, this is the ugliest, goofiest decorated bike I have ever seen. What's with the frilly lace and the pink color?"

"What.... I think its rather... festive." timidly replied Batgirl.

"Oh come on! Something black with huge spoilers and machine guns. Now that's a bike!" Catwoman suggested.

"Yeh... well, you try and buy a bike like that on a librarian's budget." answered Batgirl. Both girls then sat for a long moment in silence. "You're place or mine?" asked Batgirl.

"Mine. But this time you tie me up." replied Catwoman squeezing her arms around Batgirl as the bike took off.

"Any chance we can get those androids working again?" asked Batgirl as they drove away.

"Heck, I'd take that plant any day." Catwoman answered. Both girls sped off and into the night.

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