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This story focuses on chloroform, knock out and sleeping fetishes.
Batgirl - Dream House Part 1 of 2
"So, Dr. Soma mysteriously disappeared." Batgirl said as she sat on the corner of Commisioner Gordon's desk with her bare legs crossed. Over the past few months, Batgirl had amassed several costumes, dumping the old, one piece suit for various two piece models. She found that criminals hestated when confronted by a leggy girl with cleavage dressed in a costume and she loved to use this to her advantage. Having Gotham drooling over her was also a perk she secretly loved.
Her costume was now a black two piece outfit with a skimpy pair of black, spandex shorts and a tight halter that exposed her arms. The Bat emblem was clear yellow and bright across the front of her shorts while the emblem on her chest was cut out showcasing her plump breasts and curvatious cleavage in an obvious Bat-window. She also wore her usual bat gloves and a pair of shin boots with four inch heels. She had also ditched that hot and uncomfortable cowl for a simple eye mask like Robin's.
Her hair had been a problem until she let it grow out to the small of her back. She would then tuck it up on her head making it look shorter and styled differently than her Barbara Gordon alter ego. The first time she walked into her father's office, Batgirl thought he would recognize her for sure but, for some odd reason, the mask and suit were enough that he didn't even notice her face.
"Sure -en BE Batgirl." Added Chief O'Hara. "We think tis the work of that madman Sandman and his sleepy crew." He said shuddering. "Batman and Robin are out of town trackin' down Shane and his cow-poke so we can't get their help."
"Yes Batgirl. This could be very, very dangerous. That evil genious could put all of Gotham to sleep if we don't stop him. Even Batman, Robin and you together had a hard time stopping him before." Commisioner Gordon said, taking a slight peek at the heroine's curvateous thigh.
"Well, maybe you're right da. I mean Commisioner. I think I'll need some help on this one." Batgirl said crossing her arms and walking to the window.
"My finest are at your disposal Batgirl. Begore, we could nail that sleeping satan before he knows what hit him." Chief O'Hara said with a gush of pride.
"While you do have the best police force in the country Chief, I seriously doubt they are a match for such a vile criminal." Batgirl said with an arrogant smile.
"Sure -en -be Batgirl. You're right. Saints preserve us!" O'Hara cried.
"Not to fret Chief." Batgirl said as she walked up and patted him lightly on the shoulder. "I have a friend who can help me. I think we can both put Sandman under for a long time." Batgirl added as she giggled and trotted out the door.
"There goes a brave, plucky young woman. I just wish my daughter Barbara could be half as adventurous." Commisioner Gordan stated as he watched with a proud smile as Batgirl strutted out.
"Aye. and a nice tush too." the chief said under his breath. Both old men looked at each other and smiled.
The atomic powered Batcycle got to Dr. Soma's house in no time. Batgirl easily scaled the ground's walls and slipped along through the estate as the summer sun started to set.
"Good target Sandman." She smiled. "Dr. Soma is the world's foremost
anesthetiologist and authority on anesthetics. Just up your alley."
Suddenly, a gloved hand clamped down over Batgirl's mouth and pulled her back. The heroine struggled, grabbing the arm and twisting it. With an elbow smash, she sent her attacker staggering backward. Spinning around, her long leg connected across the mystery person's head and they fell to the ground moaning.
"Huntress! Oh, I'm so sorry!" Batgirl gasped as she saw the costumed heroine groaning on the ground. "I really didn't know it was you?"
"That's OK" The huntress replied shaking her head. "At least you didn't knock my lights out." Batgirl helped the shapely avenger to her feet and brushed her down.
"Did you check out the house yet?" The Huntress asked pointing to the mansion.
"No. The commisioner didn't send any police officers in either after the Sandman's call. He thought they would disturb any clues the Sandman may have left behind. That creep spent half an hour on the phone boasting about how he had kidnapped the doctor and how he was going to put Gotham to sleep. The cops roped the house off and left it for Batman and Robin." Batgirl explained.
"Or Huntress and Batgirl." The sexy Italian said as she started toward the front door. "Shouldn't that be Batgirl and Huntress." Batgirl said with a slightly flirtive smile. The two sauntered up the main walk and approached the front door. They opened one of the massive double doors and slipped under the police yellow tape and found themselves in a nicely decorated entry hall.
"My, this Dr. Soma sure knew how to live." The Huntress said as she inspected a nearby vase.
"He was/is the top in his field." Batgirl replied as she and the Huntress walked toward a large, circular table in the middle of the hall.
"Wow, old Victorian." Batgirl gasped as she looked at a showcased figurine set on the table.
"Valuable but I think the Sandman is after bigger game. Maybe we should..."
Suddenly, a trap door opened below the two heroines and they immediately plummetted downward into darkness. They fell about 15 feet through the opening and landed feet first on a large pile of tumble mats.
As she started to get up, Batgirl felt a strong arm wrap around her waist. Instantly, a heavily soaked rag of chloroform clapped down over her nose and mouth. The fumes plunged deep into her lungs and Batgirl wiggled and struggled vainly against the anesthetic. Across from her, the Huntress writhed around trying to get an anesthetic wad off her face as well.
Both heroines surged and struggled voilently, clutching and kicking as they tried to throw off their respective attackers. Batgirl's eyes began to grow heavy, the fumes sapping her strength with each passing second. The room began to spin and sway and her head nodded back and forth. Her large, brown eyes grew too heavy to stay open and the plucky avenger soon slipped unconcious with a low moan to announce her defeat. The huntress too slowed and swayed. Her attacker bent her head back and damped the chloroform rich cotton over her mouth as though it were a sponge soaking away her conciousness. The curvateous brunette's head fell back and she collapsed, the anesthetic claiming yet another victim.
"Ah, sleeping like babies." Smuggly said the Sandman as he walked up and stood over the two deeply sleeping heroines.
"Yeah boss, that super strength chloroform really put their lights out." Said snooze as he let Batgirl drop to the mat.
"Good because our little lovely guests are going to get a lot more of that special surprise. A LOT MORE!" he laughed loudly.
Batgirl's eyes slowly started to open. For a long time, her mind was fuzzy and faded. Soon the cobwebs started to clear and she stared up at a concrete ceiling. As she started to get up, she realized her hands were tied securely behind her. Her feet and knees were bound together as well. She breathed in to summon her strength but seized in shock. Over her mouth and nose, a chloroform soaked pad of cotton was firmly strapped. The huge breathe was a mistake and the fumes washed deep into her lungs once more. Her head spun and her eyes grew heavy. She slipped down and collapsed in another forced sleep.
The Huntress pulled at her bonds but to no avail. She too was bound the same way as Batgirl but she had realized the cotton pad was over her mouth before she tried to breathe hard. "If I take rapid breathes and don't exert myself, I should be able to stay awake." The anesthetic was just strong enough to keep her dizzy. Only a hefty breathe would put her under.
She looked about but could not see Batgirl. She was in what she figured was the mansion's library. "They took my equipment." She thought trying to shake off the slowly creeping fumes. "If I could just find." Her eyes perked up as she saw a pair of scissors on the edge of a small coffee table in front of a couch. Rolling slowly, she reached the scissors and, in a few moments, her ropes were cut.
"Ahhhh!! AIR!" she said with a smile as she pulled off the pad and dropped it to the floor. She was still groggy but she didn't feel ill. She actually felt rather refreshed and her strength was coming quickly back. She staggered over to a massive oak desk that dominated the room and sat down in the recliner chair behind it.
"Just a few moments and I'll.. "
Suddenly, plastic straps shot out from the chair's arms and its back. They wrapped around the Huntress like big rubber bands and clamped her in place.
"HEY! What the.!!!" she hissed as she struggled to get out of the chair. As she wiggled about, a small door opened on the back of the head rest and a robotic arm carrying a hose extended. It came around front and loomed near the heroine's face like a cobra. The Huntress stared at the arm and the tube and turned away as a stream of white, whispy gas shot out and into her face.
"NO!! NO!!! Can't let it put me to sleep!!" she cried as her head thrashed back and forth. Whipping her hair, she tried to use her brunette locks to wave the gass away. It was working but she had sucked down some of the fumes and her twisting slowed.
As she fought, another door opened and another arm extended. It carried a hand sized, thick ball of cotton and it manuevered itself in front of the struggling heroine.
"I can beat you SANDMAN! You're the one who's. mmbblmm. going to mmmmmbblmm.. NO!!"
As she screamed, the arm started dabbing the chloroform soaked cotton ball over her mouth when her face came into range. With each dab, the heroine slowed and grew more groggy. Her head then rolled to one side and the arm placed the ball over her nose and mouth. She moaned and twisted but her eyes were growing heavy.
The arm then moved aside and the first arm with the gas hose moved right in front of her face. The hose shot a deep, rich cloud of anesthetic gas into the Huntress's face and her eyes grew dull and sleepy. The other arm then resumed damping the pad over her mouth. It held the pad in place as the first arm let loose another billowing cloud of gas. The Huntress's eyes finally closed and her head fell back in sleepy defeat.
Batgirl slowly inched her fit, curvaceous body along the cement floor as she made her way slowly toward the steel workbench at the far end. "If I don't take a deep breath, I'm fine." She thought arrogantly as she felt she had outwitted Sandman's little trap. She hoisted herself up against the table and started to saw the ropes against the tables steel leg. In minutes she was free and she dropped the anesthetic wad to the ground in disgust.
"Nice try Sandy." She said smugly as she stood in her usual Batgirl stance. "A little chloroform can't slow Batgirl down!"
"Oh no??? Well maybe these will." said a voice from out of nowhere. Batgirl spun about trying to find Sandman but could only see concrete walls, stone pillars and shadowy alcoves.
PSSSSSSTHMP!
"YEEEOUCH!!!"
Batgirl's hips shot forward and her pert buttock rippled as a small dart popped her curvateous flesh like a pin popping a balloon. She pulled out the annoying stinger, which was no larger than a pen cap, and tossed it angrily to the floor.
"WHAT! What was that supposed to be!!!" she said with a smug expression. Suddenly, her head began to swim about slightly and she shook to clear her vision. The drug barely had an effect and the heroine easily resisted it.
PSSSSSTHMP!
PSSSST!
PSSSST!
Her thigh shimmied as yet another dart pricked her skin. Two more wizzed by her chest as she twisted out of their way.
"YEEEHAAA! Its like shoot a pig in a pen!" laughed the Sandman as dart after dart shot out at a springing, dodging Batgirl.
"HEY! Watch who you're calling a. YEEOUCHH!"
She grabbed another dart that had found its target in her left breast. The mamary sloshed and jiggled from the impact and Batgirl cupped her tit in shock and pain.
"Gotta get out of here.. OUCH!. getting dizzy. must find the door."
Suddenly, her hopes peeked as she saw a narrow passage off to one side. Like a gazelle being shot at by hunters, the heroine bounded forward and into the passage. As she jumped through, three more darts landed direct hits on her perky ass and she hit the floor in stingy pain and dizziness.
"These darts. wearing me out.. Must keep going." she shook her head and pulled the darts free. Using the narrow walls as support, Batgirl staggered down the hall toward the light at the end.
Suddenly, two steel doors slammed down, one in front and one behind her. The heroine immediately began pounding and pulling at them, trying to get free.
Then, the walls to her sides slid up. The insides were covered in what looked like thick cotton, similar to insulation only white instead of pink. The cotton walls appeared to be very deep and ran from the floor to the ceiling.
Before she could act, the walls caming slamming together, sandwiching Batgirl between two huge pads of cotton. The plucky avenger struggled and thrashed around, punching and kicking the thick cotton but to no avail. As she cried out under the muffled sounds of the two huge pads, transparent tubes that ran into the two pads began to fill with a clear fluid. The cotton walls started to grow damp and the dampness spread inward toward the struggling heroine.
Suddenly, with an explosion of furry, Batgirl began screaming and gyrating frantically. "DEAR GOD! ITS ALL CHLOROFORM!!!" she screamed under the soaking wet cotton. Her body convulsed and writhed as she fought the fumes but the dose was too humongous. Batgirl's eyes grew heavy and her body grew warm and numb. Her head spun and swayed then rocked back. She sank back into the cotton wall behind her and the fumes smothered the fire from her spirit. With one last clutching fist, Batgirl seized, then slumped down asleep.
"Dr. Soma! This stuff is amazing!" Sandman said in admiration as he stared at the last struggles of Batgirl.
"Yes my boy! Quite a nice little invention. Something I've worked on for years. I call it Somaform." Dr. Soma said staring at the screen like a child staring at his father's Playboy. "An anesthetic that smells just like chloroform that can be breathed, ingested or taken intravieneously."
"Oh yes, and with no ill effects. No vomitting or death." Sandman smiled. "The time the victim is unconcious is directly proportional to the dosage and they can be exposed to it indefinitly."
"Yes my boy. Not only that but the victim will recover refreshed and renewed with no side effects what so ever. I've been waiting to bag some ass with this stuff for months now and now's my chance to really test it." Dr. Soma added drooling at the screen.
It was obvious by now that both Sandman and Dr. Soma shared the same sexual fetish of seeing beautiful women being put to sleep and both watched the monitors with lust and depravity as both Batgirl and Huntress slept soundly.
"Too bad this stuff only works on women." Sandman said shaking his head. We could put all of Gotham to sleep and loot it to our hearts content.
"True my boy but, wouldn't you rather like to see our lovelies get what they deserve? Besides, there are always targets of opportunity with this drug." Dr. Soma smiled. "What's more, this stuff works equally well on any woman." Dr. Soma added.
"Any woman???"
"Anything with breasts and a cunt." The doctor grinned.
They both laughed.
How many times had it been? That accursed chair had anesthetized the Huntress over and over but she was learning how not to set the chair's sensors off.
"If I move slowly, I think I can work my arms free of the straps." she thought as the gas tube and the pad loomed over her. Pretending to be asleep, she twisted and pulled at the straps once more. Too much movement would cause the chair to re-somaform her and she had failed on too many attempts already.
Finally, her hands slid out from under the straps. Suddenly, the machine sprang to life, sensing its prey was escaping. "OH NO! My hands are free but my shoulders are still strapped." She thought in horror as the arms came forward.
Betting that she was right, the Huntress raised her muscular legs and planted a massive kick against the desk with all her strength. Sure enough, the chair wasn't bolted down and she went back hard against the floor with the mechanical arms sprawled about, rotating in mechanical confusion. Before they could strike, she pulled up on the strap and slid free. With a dexterous sommersault, she lept the desk and headed for the door.
"Who ever this guy is, he is an anesthetic freak! I've got to find Batgirl and get out of. HMMMBLLM!!!!"
Huntress ran out the door and was immediately jumped by Snooze and Snoar. Both dreamy eyed goons tackled the heroine and Snooze cupped his hand over her mouth. Their costumes had tick pads in their palms and were soaked with the Doctors wonder anesthetic.
The Huntress's eyes exploded as she again smelled that old familiar smell.
"Gotcha now Babe!" smiled Snooze as he held his hand tight and reached around her chest. His other hand clamped onto her left breast and he began molesting it madly.
Snoar ran his hands up and down her smooth, bare thighs then he slid one hand between her legs and began massaging her vagina. Huntress began screaming in horror as the goons began molesting her.
Being grabbed wasn't new to the heroine but this time was different. Many creeps had copped a feel or grabbed a breast here and there and she even got the occasional rape threat when she was captured but she had always managed to escape and never had to deal with this kind of molestation. Now they were deeply groping her and the ether was sucking her will away.
The Huntress's eyes began to fade and close and her tense, struggling body started to stagger. The two goons pulled at her like lions pulling down their prey and, soon, her slender, shapely legs began to buckle. Her eyes rolled up into her head and she sank down into their grubby, groping arms.
"Hee hee. never had me a heroine before." Snooze said spinning the sleeping Huntress around and cupping both of her full breasts with his hands.
"Yeah! I wonder if she fucks as good as she wiggles." Snoar added, sliding his hands over her tight panties and cupping her plump buttocks.
"I really don't think you gentlemen will get the chance to find out." Said a voice from behind them. They both turned and stopped cold. There, standing like a goddess was the buxom, brunette bombshell Wonder Woman.
"OHHHH SHHHIT!!!" Snoar said bolting across the entry hall floor. Wonder Woman grabbed her magic lasso and easily ensnared the goon.
"You ain't getting me with that rope!" Snooze declared and he chucked a small pellet at the heroine. Wonder Woman instinctivily raised her bracelets to block the pellet but, instead of bouncing off, the capsule exploded with a small cloud of white gas that immediately enveloped Wonder Woman's head.
"UUGHH!! What in Hera's name!!." she cursed as she coughed and staggered slightly. Dropping her magic lasso, Wonder Woman clutched her head in dizziness. Snoar, now out of the amazon's control, removed the lasso and ran with Snooze up the huge, curving staircase toward the second floor.
Wonder Woman shook her head some more, then, with a bounding leap, she jumped clear to the second floor a few feet behind the running crooks. "HALT! Don't make me come after you." She said arrogantly as she started sauntering down the hall and around a corner. She stopped and looked at the array of doors on either side of the hall.
"Crook, crook, now if I were a crook, where would I hide?" she sang in a teasing voice as she slowly walked along peering in each door.
Suddenly, she heard a thump from one of the rooms and she confidently walked up and pushed open the door. Snoar and Snooze, desperate to escape, backed away from a closed window and Snoar picked up a chair to defend himself.
"Now now boys." Wonder Woman said crossing her arms across her massive breasts. "Settle down and no one will get hurt." She said arroganlty.
"No one excpet you my dear." Said a voice from behind her.
Before Wonder Woman could turn, a hand with a rag clamped down over her nose and mouth while another wrapped around her waist.
"Oh come now." mumbled Wonder Woman under the rag, not budging an inch from her stance. "Do you really think you're going to put me to sleep?"
"Oh yes! You're done for now." Hissed Sandman as he pulled her close and whispered in her ear. She simply smiled under the somaform soaked rag and crossed her arms, letting him hang on to humor him. Her first deep breathe, however, changed her tune.
"HEY! What the. hummmmmblmm!!!" Wonder Woman started to pull at Sandman's hand but found her strength already waining. At that moment, Snooze and Snoar lept onto the slightly gyrating heroine and grabbed her arms and her legs.
Wonder Woman now started to panic as Dr. Soma's special somaform started to work its magic even on her. The four wrestled and struggled against each other with Wonder Woman growing ever more violent with each passing moment. Sandman and his goons hung onto the amazon and held her fast as the ether dampened her spirit, drawing her deeper and deeper under.
"She's. she's falling." Sandman said with a grunt as Wonder Woman began screaming and thrusting frantically. "Just. hold her."
For several moments, the four continued their twisting and struggling. Then Sandman peered across the room and smiled. "Ah! The special bed! Quickly get her legs!" he ordered nodding his head at the huge, old victorian bed across the room. The goons smiled and picked up Wonder Woman's long, shapely, bucking legs and they carried her over to the bed. Then, with a heave hoe, they tossed her gyrating body on the mattress and onto her back.
Wonder Woman sank back and clutched her forehead in dizziness. She moaned and rolled around then started to get back up. Suddenly, from each corner post, flexible, mechanical arms lashed out and clamped onto her legs and arms. With Herculean strength, they pulled her limbs apart and layed her out in a spread eagle position.
"HOW DARE YOU!!!" Wonder Woman screamed as she pulled and twisted against her bonds. "I can't break these.. These things!"
"Of course not, my special anesthetic sapped your strength and those arms are made out of super, re-enforced titanium. Even at full strength I doubt you could snap them." Sandman said with a cackle as he stood over the now restrained Wonder Woman.
"UGGH! I demand you set me free! You're a sick man and you need help. Let me help YOU!." As she screamed and pleaded, a door on the head board opened and a mechanical arm with a big cotton pad on its end, extended outward and over Wonder Woman's face.
"NOO.MMMNBLLLMMMM!!!"
Wonder Woman's head whipped back and forth but the pad held fast over her face. Her moans grew deeper and her body slowed as the drug sapped her strength. Then, with a low groan, she settled down to a nice forced nap.
"Sleep tight Wonder BITCH! You're gonna love this bed!!!" teased the Sandman as he and his goons left the bedroom and locked the door.
Wonder Woman slept very deeply as the arm hovered the pad about a foot away from her face. As she lay soundly, an array of mechanical arms and pincers came up from the sides of the bed and slowly started pulling at her costume. Over time, it stripped her of her satin tights and boustier leaving her with only her boots, barrette and braclets.
The Huntress's head rolled and dipped causing her to come awake with a start. Her arms started thrashing as she thought she was still fighting her attackers. She soon realized that Snooze and Snoar were nowhere to be found. Then she gasped in shock.
"WHAT! I'm NAKED!" she quickly wrapped her arms over her chest and cupped her groin. Her costume, except for her gloves, boots and mask, was gone.
She began looking about and became even more shocked at her small prison. She apparently seemed to be in a large, plastic bag. It was big enough for her to sit comfortably in and it swung from a hook making her look like a giant, naked, heroine tea bag. A few feet away, a slowly awakening and very naked Batgirl swung in a bag next to her.
"BATGIRL! Can you hear me?!!" Huntress whispered hoping no one else could hear.
Batgirl's eyes slowly opened and she too jumped to attention as she found also found herself in the raw. "What the HELL!! Who took our costumes??!"
"Why I did of course." Said an arrogant voice. From out of the darkness, Sandman approached the two now feverishly angry heroines. "My, now don't we look .. Tasty." He grinned staring at the Huntress's endowment.
"You sick FREAK! You let me out of this NOW or I swear I'll KILL you!" the Huntress screamed thrusting her body against the transparent bag and punching the material in futility.
"That's right! You can't. you can't do this!" Batgirl added thinking that the Sandman somehow broke some kind of unwritten Geneva convention about the treatment of super heroines.
"Yeah, sell it to Hallmark sister." Replied the Sandman as he walked up and cupped his hand on Batgirl's plump ass as it pressed against the bottom of the plastic.
"OOOHH!!! You sick FUCK! Get me out of this. get me out!!" Batgirl started screaming and punching wildly at the bag like a trapped animal. The Huntress joined in and both heroines were pounding, clawing and kicking their sack prisons like wildcats, screaming and cursing Sandman and his perversions.
"Tsk Tsk. So cranky. I think this oughta slow you both down." The Sandman said with a grin as he walked up to a nearby gas cylinder and cranked the knob. Dr. Soma's special Somaform hissed through tubes that ran from the cylinder to the sacks. Both girls instantly smelled the anesthetic and fought valiantly to cover the tube hole but to no avail. Their struggles turned to slow twists, then they sank and swayed. Then their curvateous bodies settled and the two collapsed unconcious.
"Ah, nothing like a couple of bags of Heroine." Punned the Sandman as he walked up and clamped his hands on the Huntress's ass. "Its party time!!!" he said with a grin.
End Part 1
Batgirl - Dream House Part 2 of 2
Wonder Woman's eyes slowly began to open and she rolled her head about trying to shake the sleepy feeling that dampened her powerful body.
"Ugghh where. Sandman!" she suddenly remembered being clothed and then put to sleep on the bed. Pulling at her hands and feet, she tested her bonds but the bed still held her tight and restrained.
"In my weakened condition I'll never break. WHAT!!. MY COSTUME!!!" she gasped in horror as she stared down at her voluptuous naked body stretched out on the bed before her. "Sandman! You. YOU!." she snarled and cursed as she pulled at her bonds but all she could do was tire herself.
Then, a low hum rumbled from under the bed and Wonder Woman seized in puzzlement and slight shock. With a whirring, mechanical sound, a robotic arm rose up from the foot of the bed and loomed between Wonder Woman's outstretched legs like a rising cobra. She stared at it for a few moments not sure what it was. Then she screamed in shock as she saw what was attached to the end. Gleaming and bristtling with ridges, a huge, shiny black dildo stared down at the surprised heroine like the sword of Damaclese.
"OH NO!! You wouldn't. You can't!!!."
Her pleas went unanswered as the arm sank down and aimed the tip. Wonder Woman's twisting hips could not keep her labia from the black virtue destroyer and she screamed as she felt the tip of the dildo touch her pert, tight lips. Thrusting and gyrating, her hips pounded and surged as the implement forced its way past her vaginal lips and deep into he vagina. She watched in horror as the dildo sank deeper and deeper and the waves of sexual excitement shot through her like electricity through water.
"Uggh uuughh!! No,.. NO!!..HERA!!!" she screamed and moaned in defiance but the huge dildo continued pressing inward. As it travelled, an extended tickler slid up between her lips and rubbed against her healthy clit. She screamed and thrust as the sensation tore through her and the defialment continued. After several minutes of agonizing sexual torture, the ten inch dildo sank completetly inside and the arm stopped leaving Wonder Woman panting and gasping in tension filled sexual bliss.
She looked down over her huge breasts and stared with a dull gaze at the motionless implement. Then, the dildo started pulling back. Then it thrust forward. Then abck. Then forward. Like a steam engine's piston, the sexual implement started pumping into Wonder Woman and started pumping her tighter and tighter.
"Great HERA! NO!. its mechanical. won't stop. can't control IT!" she gasped in horror knowing her robotic rapist was unrelenting and unstopping. Her breath grew short. She gasped and moaned in exctasy. Her body was being pumped higher and higher as the dildo plunged in and out of her. Then, tightening and seizing and nearly pulling the titanium cords that bound her limbs straight from their moorings, Wonder Woman's incredible amazon body soared upward. She tightened and hissed, then exploded in a death spiral of moans and a fantastic display of bucking hips and sliding thighs as the dildo exacted a feverishly devastating climax from the super heroine. She collapsed to the bed in defeat.
Still moaning and rolling about slowly, she raised her head and watched the dildo retract with a dreamy, glazed stare. As she panted, the mechanical arm near her head reached out and placed the somaform pad over her nose and mouth. The fumes quickly shook her back to reality and Wonder Woman twisted her head away as she sucked down a lung full of the anesthetic. The pad followed her and dabbed down on her passing nose and mouth, slowling her tyraid with each pass. Her eyes grew heavy. Her head slowed. The arm then pressed the pad firmly into place and the cotton soaked away her conciousness. Wonder Woman sank and slipped unconcious.
Batgirl moaned and sucked as Sandman's huge member slid slowly passed her lips and deep into her mouth. He coddled her masked head and nursed her on his penis as she sucked and rolled his engorged erection. Every once in a while, he would pull her head back and place a somaform cotton pad over her nose and mouth. The dosage was not enough to put her to sleep, just enough to keep her dreamy and he grew more excited as he watched he gorgeous brown eyes grow heavy and sleepy. Her mouth went back down on his erection and he continued to enjoy his new toy.
The Huntress moaned from across the room as Snoar mounted her once more. She was on her back, with her hands bound behind her back and her head resting on Snooze's lap. Every once in a while, Snooze would dab another somaform soaked cotton over the Huntress's nose and mouth to alos keep her in a dream like stated. Her body rolled and gyrated slowly as Snoar's penis slowly penetrated her and he sank in between her legs and cupped her bare buttocks. The Huntress was in too much of a dream like state to fight much. All she new was she was someplace she shouldn't be and she was being forced to climax over and over again.
Snoar tightened and pumped harder and the Huntress slid her bare legs slowly along his sides as the two continued. The somaform was also making her uncontrollably horny and she added to the rape by subconciously thrusting her hips with each of his surges. Snoar cupped her large breasts and sucked deep on her nipples as he tried to molest her as much as he could, getting in what ever sexual humiliation he could think of. Too many times this high brow bitch had beaten him up and stood over him with that drop dead body, grinng at him with that "you're never going to get any of this" attitude. Now he was giving it to her good and getting as much as he could out of it. He knew the party was going to end sooner or later.
The two started tightening even more. The Huntress gasped and moaned and coiled her legs around his hips as he plunged into her with brutal abandonment. The seized. They cutched. They spasmed and thrust. Then, with one last surge, then both thrust their hips into each other's and exploded with simultaneous climaxes. At that moment, Snooze clamped the pad over the Huntress's gasping mouth and the heroine settled back down into a relaxed state of euphoria.
The rapes had been going on for the last hour. The Sandman had already "entertained" himself with the Huntress, getting first dibs and had saved Batgirl for last. The young girl started twisting and moan on his erection and he held her head tight as he watched Snooze and Snoar flip the Huntress over. Four more henchmen were waiting in the wing and they came in to take Snooze and Snoar's place. They flipped the Huntress over and one forced her mouth down over his cock while the other mounted her from behind with a fresh, hard penis.
Batgirl gyrated and he knew she knew he was building. He pulled her head back and held her face up to stare her in her semi-dreamy eyes. "Not there. I want it in there." He said with an arrogant grin as he reached down and massaged her vagina.
He pushed her back and climbed on top. Smiling, he snaked his hips between her legs and pressed his super hard erection into Batgirl. The heroine rolled about and wrapped her bare legs around his bar body as he pressed inward and forced himself deeper.
"You.. can't. this is rape.. No." Batgirl stammered in a dream like state.
"Oh yeah, then why are you getting hot slut??!" the Sandman replied grabbing her jiggling breast and massaging it. Then, with a voratious appetite, he lunged down and sucked her nipple deep into his mouth. Sucking and squeezing, he mauled her breast sending even more waves of sexual energy through Batgirl's dreamy mind.
The two continued to fuck and Batgirl started to tighten. Over and over he plunged into her and she started to reciprocate with thrusts of her own. The somaform was wearing off pretty quickly and she was getting spunkier and more resistive with each second. This only turned the Sandman on as their actions turned from slow sex, to wrestling to full blown rape.
Then, she began to scream as her body betrayed her. The wave was irresistable and he clamped down on her wildly bucking little body and fucked it madly.
"This.. oughta teach you. FUCKING CUNT!!." he clentched his teeth and seized . She gasped in horror and tightened as well and both rose upward. Then, with a violent display of slamming hips and thrashing female legs, the Sandman exploded into Batgirl and Batgirl burst with uncontrollable climaxing.
She gasped an moaned and stared up at the man who had forced the sex from her and the eroticism was driving her wild. He looked down at her face and saw a girl who was not frightened but a girl who may want more. He sank down and slammed into her again and, after several more minutes, exacted another climax from the confused, dazed and shocked heroine.
"Oh I bet you liked that didn't you you fucking slut." He said coldly as he leaned in over her face and ran his thumb over her slack, lower lip. "Now its time for that pretty little mouth to clean me off."
He got up and sat down, pulling Batgirl into a sitting position in front of him. "But first." he placed the somaform pad over her mouth and pulled her back so she lay across his chest and so he could stare into her eyes. As she struggled, he masturbated himself and smiled as her eyes grew dull and were once more drained of their spirit.
He lay back and forced her mouth down over his erection, pulled her hips up next to him and started finger fucking both her vagina and her tightly coiled anus. "That's right my pretty. Do what you do best. Then you'll end up like your friend." He grinned staring at her tight ass then looking over at the Huntress.
The Huntress surged and screamed as she was being entered from both ends. They had let her recover slightly and she was fighting feverishly, making the whole thing much more fun. They were slamming her relentlessly now, raping her with utter abandoment as the heroine gyrated helplessly between them. Then, with an chorus of male climaxes, the goons exploded into her mouth and vagina making her scream and gag in disgust and humiliation. The others then joined in and piled down onto the struggling Huntress. This was a bitch that needed some serious taming and they intended to be the winners.
The Sandman watched with a smile as he played and fucked Batgirl's ass, watching the Huntress's legs stick out from the pile of rapists. It looked like they were entering her from all three ends and he grinned. "That's it boys. She sent you all up the river. Now its payback time. Just don't wear yourselves out. Batgirl's next." He said with a laugh as he tightened then exploded into Batgirl's soft, warm mouth.
"HEY! WHAT ABOUT ME!!! WE HAD A DEAL!!!" Dr. Soma said bursting into the Sandman's pillow room and standing over him and Batgirl like an angry geek.
"So sue me. Go find your own snatch doc. Can't you see we're busy." The Sandman replied as the Huntress convulsed and screamed in agonizing climax in the background.
"We had a deal Sandman! You're going to pay!" the doc screamed as he stomped out like a cheated child. "Yeah, yeah yeah." the Sandman replied rolling Batgirl on her stomach and pressing his penis into her anus.
"He'll pay alright." The old man cursed as he stomped down the hall. Suddenly, he stopped cold and a chill ran down his spin. "I'll nail the best ass of all!" he said with glee as she ran for the stairs.
Wonder Woman lay like a sleeping goddess as she was defeated by yet another dildo induced climax and put to sleep. The bed had raped her at least five times and each time the dildos got bigger, longer and more wicked. The door opened and Dr. Soma sneaked in.
"Fuck you Sandman. So what if we're going to sell her to some rich oil sheik. I'm still getting some ass." The Doc cursed as he sat down on the bed next to the sleeping amazing amazon and he pulled out a smokey bottle of somaform and a cotton pad and placed it on the night stand.
"Yes. some ass." He said softly as he ran his finger slowly over her large, bare nipple. He stretched his hand and cupped the breast. It was huge. Even with his fingers extented all the way he could reached the diameter of the massive mammary. She was a six foot five inch wonder and those breasts look abundant but good on her amazon frame. They were soft, full and very natural and they shimmied and sloshed as he played with them like a child playing with clay. He then wet his lips and stared at them in disbelief. He couldn't buy a whore like this for all the money Snadman promised. This was a once in a lifetime moment and all his sixty years were nothing up to this second. He leaned in and pulled her huge breasts and pert nipple into his mouth and started feeding like a mad dog.
Wonder Woman moaned softly and rolled her head as he accosted her endowment. His other hand cupped her other breast and rolled it around with abandoment. He pressed in a sucked away even harder, nawing and sucking her nipple to his own satisfaction.
"Oh GOD! What a body! Sandman you can keep those other two." The Doc lauhged as her loomed over her chest and formed her massive breasts together with both hands. He spent several minutes just staring at the canyon of tan cleavage before him, drooling at the mountains of breasts that he had total control over. What's more, he grew excited remembering the rumors he had heard about Wonder Woman, how she was probably a virgin and how he might right now be the first man to do this to the two greatest breasts on the planet next to Supergirl's. He then leaned in and slid his face between her breasts and rubbed them against his cheeks, kising her chest and slobbering over her cleavage. "Oh I'm going to tit fuck these babies." He thought.
Several minutes of breast fulfillment went by as the Doc did everything he could to those incredible mammaries. He then sat back and looked longingly at her perfect, brown muff. Like a little boy at christmas, he got up and stripped and had his clothes off in record time. He then started on those incredible legs. With his hands, he groped, stroked and ran down their lengths and covered every inch. He even grabbed her knees like some molester stealing a grope. For about a half hour he did nothing but grope and squeeze and molest every inch of Wonder Woman's sleeping, prone body, leaving nothing untouched. He finished by sinking in and giving her red lips and deep, wet kiss. "Now its fuck time honey!!" he said tryintg to talk dirty and trying to think of her as his little sex toy. He climbed in between her thighs and sank down. Using his hand, he guided his erect member forward and pressed it up against her lips. Even though Wonder Woman had been dildo raped several times, she was still perky and tight and he felt excited about being the first man to penetrate her. He wasn't a huge man by a long shot but, not getting any for years made him rather stout and hard at this point. Plus the fact he was about to fuck the world's greatest sex bomb made him the Eiffel Tower. He pressed forward and Wonder Woman's eyes slowly opened.
"Wha. what's going.." she moaned and rocked her head back and forth. Doctor Soma quickly reached up and grabbed his bottle and rag. He soaked it with a nice, dazzing dose and placed the pad over her nose and mouth. Wonder Woman tried to roll her head away but the fumes dampened her spirits. He pulled the rag away just in time to drug her but not put her out. He didn't want to fuck a sleeping body and wanted a bit of a ride.
He reached his arms under her shoulder and pulled himself forward. Wonder Woman's hips rose as she felt him enter her and he hung on to maintain control. After a few moments he found himself fully inserted and looked up to see the amazon was still a full head and a half taller than he was. No sweat since he was now staring down at her massive breasts.
The doc started pumping, slowly slamming his hips in and out as he raped Wonder Woman. Moaning and reacting subconciously, Wonder Woman reciprocated, surging and lunging her hips against his in rhythmic unisen. She groaned and looked down at the little man who was now thrusting harder into her and grabbing her breasts like an inept child. She was now panting and moaning deeply and it started the Doc getting more and more excited.
"I'm going to do you good bitch. You're going to know defeat after I'm' done! You're a fucking whore who deserves this!" the Doc ranted as he continued the rape acting like a big man who was raping a defensless woman.
Wonder Woman's began to clentch her teeth and pant quickly as the pumping continued. She stared down at him and looked him in the eye with an incredible sensuous stare as her body thrust with his. He accelerated his plunging and quickened his pace as the wave build. He then reached down and grabbed onto her large, plump ass with both hands.
"Noo.." Wonder Woman gasp in a weak feminine voice.
"Oh yes. you're going down." The doc replied acting like a big man.
"You don't understand." she cooed. "If I'm taken by a man. I'll be enslaved to him forever.."
The Doc slowed and stared up at her huge, brown, fawn like eyes. He had heard many stories about these amazons and how, if this or that happens to them they are lost. "What do you mean. ANSWER!" he screamed shoving himself deep into her like it was a threat.
"If. if my virtue is lost to man, I must be his consort for life. I must please him in anyway he commands, without hesitation. Please don't. I'm saving myself."
That line sent a chill down the doc's spin that could have frozen a dozen ice trays. Not only was he popping Wonder Woman's cherry but, he would get her for life, as his own sex slave. He went to work like a mad dog, hip slamming and ramming her like a wild animal.
The amazon bucked and gyrated, panting "no" again and again and putting up a very erotic struggle with her thighs and hips. The doc was gasping like a track runner, trying his best to push the amazon over the edge.
"Uggh. my mind.. can't control myself.. Must make love to you." Wonder Woman gasped as her head rolled back and she moaned so erotically that the Doc nearly lost it right there.
"Will you do as I say. will you be mine." he said drooling. "No. I can't. I. YES! Yes, I'll be your's" she said in a cry of defeat. The Doc went crazy. He tightened so hard, his back crackled and cracked from the tension. With a huge, male scream, he exploded and climaxed inside a moaning, climaxing Wonder Woman.
After several minutes of catching his breathe, he pulled himself up and kissed the amazon. She reciprocated and kissed him deeply and the two madly exchanged passionate embraces.
"Untie me. master. I must pleasure you." Wonder Woman said in a very feminine, defeated, zombie like voice.
"Oh you bet Wonder boobs." The doc said as he got the remote from his labcoat and released the tendril restraints.
Wonder Woman curled up, crossed her legs on the bed and smiled at him. The doc slipped back in the bed and on top of her and slipped his hips again between her legs. "How about a blow job toots." He said in a semi asking semi ordering tone.
Wonder Woman smiled and played with his hair. "Oh sure. WHEN HADES FREEZES OVER YOU TWIRP!"
With that, the amazing amazon slammed her massively powerful thighs together and squeezed the doc like a boa constrictor. Even without her power belt, Wonder Woman was a 6'5" bombshell that could bench press 200 pounds and could do 150 pound squats with ease. The doc squealed like a pig and Wonder Woman sank back into the bed with a smile. She then reached up, grabbed the doc by the head and gave him a big, wet kiss.
"Thanks a lot for setting me free MORON!" she said rudely. She then put her legs under his chest and sent him flying across the room and into a wardrobe. He collapsed unconcious.
"That virgin/ lose my virtue bit works everytime." She said smiling as she got up and picked up her costume. She got dressed and tied the doc up with some curtain cord. As she walked out of the room, she looked back at the bed and smiled. "Gotta get me one of those."
Both Batgirl and Huntress were now being violenlty gang raped by Sandman and his men. Buried under a mass of men, each girl was reduced to nothing more than a plugged pleasure doll for their perverted chloroform fantasies and sexual amusement. Sandman reeled his head back and seized, exploding inside Batgirl's mouth.
Suddenly, the door to the room burst open and Wonder Woman came barging in. "Well, well. Looks like we can add rape to your list of charges Sandman." Wonder Woman said with a smile as she stood with her hands on her hips. Too arrogant to think straight, Wonder Woman had missed the relaxing goon having a smaoke behind the door. He readied his pad of somaform and jumped Wonder Woman from behind.
"That's it! Nail her! Get her men!!!" screamed Sandman as Wonder Woman reeled back and stared in shock at the onslaught of goons. They all piled on top of her and began pulling her down. The fumes were sucking and sapping her strength and Wonder Woman began to stagger and sway. Then, with one last burst of amazon strength, Wonder Woman exploded and threw the goons off of her.
Several slammed into the walls while others landed on the floor. The amazon staggered and held her head in dizziness as the men started to regroup. A dazed and totally fucked Batgirl and Huntress inched toward each other and lay back to back, working on their ropes and Wonder Woman started throwing the Sandman's men about like dolls.
"Take this Wonder Jugs!" Sandman hissed as he sprayed gas into her face. "Wonder Woman staggered back and tripped on one of his henchmen, sending her hard to the floor. Immediately, three goons piled on top of her and another somaform pad clamped down over her nose and mouth.
"Not so fast!" screamed Batgirl as she sent a round house kick straight into Sandman's face. The Huntress summer saulted toward the pile of men and Wonder Woman and she drop kicked a blow straight into one of their heads. Two men got up and rushed Huntress but she was a far better combatant, dodging their swings with ease and kciking the daylights out of them with her muscular, sexy legs.
"You perverted fuck! We'll teach you!!" Batgirl said punching the Sandman in his crotch then grabbing his hair and slamming his head down on her knee. The master crook staggered back with a bloody nose and cried in agony as he stared at the blood. Batgirl ran toward him and planted both of her feet into his chest, sending him straight into the wall hard enough to put his lights out.
Wonder Woman slammed two of the crook's heads together and dusted her hands as the dropped to the floor. All three heroines stood around and stared at the pile of beaten men at their feet.
"What do you think we should do with them?" the Huntress asked wrapping herself in a blanket.
"I've got just the thing." Wonder Woman said with a smile.
"That magic lasso of yours really did the trick." Batgirl said with a smile as she sat on the bed patting the bare male ass laying in front of her.
"Yes, those goons won't remember a thing, especially about raping us and Dr. Soma now won't ever be able to replicate his formula." Wonder Woman said with a smile as she too petted the ass in fron of her.
"What about Sandman? Why did we drag him up here?" asked the Huntress.
"Watch!"
Wonder Woman pressed the buttons on the remote and a mechanical arm sporting a huge dildo rose up from the foot of the bed. Sandman slowly started to come around and mumbled under his gag as he lay spread eagle in his stomach on the bed. His eyes buldged in terror and pain as the didlo parted his ass cheeks and pressed inside. "Ta.. ta. Sandman. Its been a slice of heaven." Batgirl said smacking his butt and walking out with a giggle. "We'll call police Commisioner Gordon and let him know where you are."
"Yeah, in about two or three hours." Laughed the Huntress. All three women laughed and walked out as Sandman screamed and wailed from the brutal ass rape.
Epilogue
"What do you mean they were let go!!" Barbara Gordon screamed at her father. "Do you know what they DID!"
"What did they do Barbara? What? Doctor Soma wasn't really kidnapped. The drug they used isn't illegal. All they did was send a threatening letter to my office, one of hundreds I get a year. Any good lawyer can get them off on that, especially seeing Sandman's psychological profile. The best the DA could get them on was agravated assault and recklessness." Commissioner Gordan replied.
"But what about the ra.. I mean Batgirl and Huntress and Wonder Woman. They captured them and. and. well they got tied up." Batgirl knew neither of them had reported the gang rapings. Not too good for the world's criminals to know that superheroines were easy fucks. One of their biggest protections against this kind of thing was the mystique that heroines carried about being untouchable. Any bad press could ruin that and she and her fellow heroines could spend a lot of time fending off sexual assaults instead of pounding criminals. Besides, Batgirl, Huntress and Wonder Woman are not legal entities and could not testify in court unless they revealed their true identities. One of the big drawbacks of costumed crimefighting.
"What about them? Batgirl gets tied up all the time Barbara. Besides, its her job and she's one of Gotham's finest." Commisioner Gordon said with a smile taking Barbara by the shoulders and giving her a hug. "Now go back to the library and we'll meet for dinner." He said sending her on her way with a peck.
"Sure en be Ms. Gordon." Chief O'Hara said. "We'll get Sandman and his mangie lot of sleep goons next time."
Barbara Gordon left her father's office and heade back to work. After work, she went to dinner with her father, then home. At around midnight, she dressed again as Batgirl and made her way across the roof tops of Gotham. There, in the moonlight she stood on a roof and watched the city.
"No luck eh?" said a voice from behind her. The Huntress sauntered out and stood next to her.
"No. Like you said. We can't testify. Besides, its not like its the first time we've been gang banged." Batgirl said with a smile.
"Sandman sure was hung. At least the villians have a libido." Huntress added. The two turned and faced each other, then kissed each other deeply.
"I brought my end." Batgirl said with a smile holding up a huge, fat dildo.
"And I got this." Huntress replied holding up a smokey bottle and two pads of cotton. She opened the bottle and soaked both pads with somaform. She then pressed her rag over Batgirl's nose and mouth while Batgirl pressed hers up against the Huntress's. Both girls grew tired and sank into the darkness.
"And to think.. this stuff is addictive." Batgirl said with a smile.
End