BATGIRL'S LAST CASE

BY STORMKING11

Note: All characters are fictional. Batgirl and other characters are not mine but rather the property of a comic book corporation. This is fiction so don't try this for real!

Batgirl aka Becky Gordon stared down at the two young men below with anger and disgust. Between the men was a scantily-clad, blonde young woman who was being molested atop the hood of the men's car. These guys were the well-heeled Smythe twins, Augie and Gus. The boys were seniors and popular athletes at MU. Augie was a quarterback and a pitcher while Gus was a wide receiver and cathcher.

Rumors on the street were that the Smythe family fortune came from world-wide operations in pornography, prostitution, third world weapons sales, and sex slavery. Batgirl and a couple of other heroes managed to crack down on the prostitution and weapons sales, but were never able to find solid evidence that tied the Smythe family to any of those crimes.

The Smythes had been her targets and sole case for the last 48 hours since her freshman cousin Sarah told Becky how they grabbed her after gymnastic's practice. After gagging her with a jock strap, they stripped off her leotard, sports bra, and panties. The sadists next tied her to the balance beam and raped her orally and anally.  Augie sat on the beam with his cock in Sarah's mouth while Gus assualted her cousin's bottom. They came in her holes and then switched places to rape her again.

The pair laughed and made fun of poor Sarah as she pleaded, "Please...no...don't do this to me! Don't hurt me anymore!"

When they were done with her, the men untied the nationally ranked gymnast, took her clothes and walked off, leaving her bruised, dazed, and naked. Sarah called Becky for help. When Becky got Sarah home, she refused to press charges.

A scream interrupted Batgirl's memory of her cousin. Gus ripped the coed's panties off and his head under the girl's skirt while Augie had pulled off the girl's tank top and and sucking on a nipple.

Becky Gordon was the 19-year old daughter of the second Batgirl Jill Gordon and granddaughter of the first Batgirl Barbara Gordon.

As a coed, she had straight A's and was a cheerleader.

As a young woman, she was beauty pageant beautiful: long bright red hair, 34c breasts, 5'7" tall, and with an athletically toned body.

As the descendent of superheroines, she was superbly trained and equipped for battle by her grandmother due to Becky's mother's mysterious disappearance on a case nine years ago. Becky had been on the job since her high school graduation.

She leapt off the five-storey rooftop and when she was 20 feet from the ground, the anti-grav module in her utility belt slowed her descent so that she touched ground lightly.

Batgirl grabbed Gus by his collar, forced him to the right, and slammed his face onto the car's hood. He slid moaning and bleeding to the ground.

Augie looked up and yelled, "What the hell? What do you think yer doin' Bat Bitch?"

Batgirl smiled, "What am I doing? I'm taking down a pair of scumbags who prey on innocent girls."

"What?! Are you high on somethin'? This little cunt was bought and paid for! We're outside city limits so using that ho is legal!" Augie roared.

"Nice try! I know this girl from MU. She is a student in the pre-med program, a concert violinist, and...." Batgirl's voice trailed off as she looked at the partially naked prostitute whose face displayed embarassment and guilt. What is up with...oh no, Batgirl thought.

The girl  looked down at the ground and started sobbing, "It..it's true Batgirl. I'm sorry...but I needed the money...I got admitted to the med program for next year...I didn't want to take out tens of thousands of dollars of loans...so...well...I thought I could...earn the money...by being an escort...the Smythes offered me good money...I-"

"Get out of here you slut! You disgust me!" Batgirl snarled. The "escort" gathered up her shirt and ran into the dark.

"I told you we did nothin' wrong!" Augie whined.

"What about Sarah Gordon? You stripped her, tied her down, and repeatedly raped her."

Augie rolled his eyes, "You gotta be kidding me! That skank! She looked us up and begged us to fuck her virgin gymnast bod for big cash. She said it was okay to go all de Sade on her if we paid her double. She's a money-hungry whore who-"

Batgirl was taught to never give in to her feelings while on the job, but as Becky, cousin to Sarah, she went berserk.

"I'M TAKING YOU ANIMALS IN FOR RAPE, KIDNAP, AND ASSUALT," SHE SHOUTED as she drew a batarang out of her belt. As she threw it she felt someone yank on her left ankle. The missle went wild and clipped the side of Augie's head instead on hitting him on the forehead.

"LEAVE MY BRO ALONE YOU CRAZY BITCH!" Gus yelled as he pulled on Batgirl's leg.

Batgirl struggled to free her leg. If she was calm, she would have put both hands on the hood of the car and kicked Augie in the face with right 3" stilleto-heeled boot. Instead she tried to pull her ankle free and all that did was give Gus the chance to pull her left boot half-off. Now she hindered mobility-wise.

"Hey Batgirl! Go out for a pass!"

The lovely, shapely heroine turned towards the voice and saw a football a fraction of a second before impact on her face. Batgirl fell to the ground stunned and silent.

Gus was in pain and bleeding, but elated when he saw a purple boot and sock had been separated from its' owner.

Batgirl sat up seeing stars...'Got to get up! Must get up!'

"Hey, Bat Bimbo! Try to stop the ball! Batter up! " A baseball hits Batgirl in the left breast at 102 mph. Batgirl screamed in pain.

"Strike One!"

"Try again, Bat Broad!" A baseball hits Batgirl in the right breast at 96 mph. Batgirl shrieks in pain. 'Got to roll and evade. Augie is a pitcher with major league offers.' 

"Strike Two!"

She rolled to her right but the pain and the football to the head slowed her reflexes. Just then she was stopped as Gus grabbed her ankle again and began licking her arch and sucking on her toes.

"Stop that you pervert!" she gasped in surprise. 'Wait, what's Augie doing?'

She saw Augie wind up and throw his third pitch. She raised her arm, her hand was fisted. As luck would have it, the ball glanced off her fist and struck the top of her forehead.

As the young heroine passed out, she heard Augie yell, "You're Out!"

Augie and Gus stared down at the helpless purple-clad crimefighter, not believing their victory. Then they whooped and high-fived.

"WE ARE DA MEN! WE KICKED ASS ON BATGIRL! WE NOW NEED TO PARTAKE OF SOME BATGIRL BOOTY!" Augie shouted and then noticed Gus had stopped celebrating.

"Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh we are in deep shit!" Gus said.

"What? What you talkin' about Bro? We got us the Batgirl to dip our man-meat into! Plus we'll know her secret identity," Augie said as he pulled off Batgirl's cowl, "Think about it...Batgirl is ours to fu- Oh shit! BECKY GORDON?! Our own high and mighty Rebecca Gordon, who is a cheerleader and on the dean's list, is Batgirl?!"

"Yup! Bad news for us! The cops are the Bat's friends...the other heroes will come after us too! We're so dead!" Gus said morosely. There was a long pause as the twins stared down at the face of demasked heroine.

"Wait a minute, dad will know what to do. Let's bring her home. Augie take off her other boot, then wrap her cape around her head. I'll get her utility belt off and find something to tie her up with."

The boys went to work. Gus found Batcuffs, took off her gloves, and cuffed her wrists behind her, then cuffed her ankles together. They put her in the trunk of their car and nervously drove home under the speed limit.

Becky Gordon awoke with pain in her head and chest. She groaned as she rolled onto her side. She put her hand to her head and felt no cowl. Her eyes popped open in fear. She lay on a bearskin rug in front of a fireplace.

"Ah, you are finally awake, Miss Rebecca Gordon."

Becky looked up at a cigar-smoking middle-aged man wearing a robe and pajamas looking down on her. Doctor Augustus Smythe! He was the leader of the Smythe Empire and was said to be living in Argentina, safe from any arrest. Rumor had it that he was partially responsible for the disappearance of her mother, the second Batgirl, nine years ago.

"Wha-what? You? How did I..what am I doing here? You took off my cowl...you had no right to.." the pretty read-haired heroine stammered.

"No right? You talk about no right? YOU had NO RIGHT to attack MY BOYS! They were innocent! Always have been! They were my chance and future for a honest life! I had to fly back to the States in a hurry to deal with this mess," Augustus said in a baritone voice. He reached on the end table for a brown bottle and a hankerchief.

"No you don't Smythe! I will not let you chloroform me!" Batgirl said with grit as she leaped up only to fall on her face. She looked down at the rest of her body. Feet bare. Ankles Batcuffed. Gloves with lockpicks gone. Utility Belt missing. For the first time in her short career, Batgirl felt fear!

"Mmmph!" Batgirl moaned as she immediately became dizzy from the fumes-laden hankerchief. She tried to resist but felt weak.

"Now relax young heroine! It is too late for you to escape. This is not chloroform, but rather a new chemical compound I developed in the middle of my white slavery career. It worked splendidly on your mother after we battled and she slipped after my oil slick grenade went off. Ah, what a night we enjoyed as I made love to her. After a while, she forgot that weak, flower-selling father of yours."

Batgirl felt like she was floating on air. Her heroine limbs were paralyzed and useless.

"You did not know this too, but as a young, robust teenager, I had your grandmother. Yes, I do remember the night I trapped a swinging Batgirl with hidden clotheslines between apartments and sent her crashing to the ground. She lay unmoving and battered in an alley. I carried her into the storage basement of my apartment. There, I removed her costume and spent a night of sexual bliss with Barbara Gordon," Augustus said as he uncuffed Batgirl and pulled her limp body onto his lap.

The former crimelord continued to monologue as he unzipped the back of Batgirl's purple costume, "At dawn, I carried her to a dumpster down the alley sans costume and called in a report of a naked woman in a dumpster. She must have been fertile that night, because rumors went around the underworld that Barbara had moved to Switzerland where she gave birth to a girl. Batgirl did not reappear for 18 years."

Augustus peeled her costume off leaving her clad only in black bra and panties. He turned on the DVD player and they watched the earlier battle of the evening.

"You really should have controlled your passions Batgirl. They proved to be your undoing. My sons were telling the truth. The coed really was a prostitute and a student trying to make ends meet. As for your cousin, you did not know that she had lost her scholarship due to academic dishonesty and a covered-up injury revealed to me by a physician on retainer from me to be there for my sons," Augustus said as he used a pair of scissors to cut off the helpless heroine's bra and panties.

"There now. No more costume. I have already posted this clip worldwide. It has already over a million hits over the last few hours. The local police have already issued an APB for Batgirl's arrest. So young Becky, no more Batgirl playacting for you. You were never really any good at it anyway. It is time for you to hang up the cowl and settle down as Becky the housewife. You are a beautiful woman with baby-making hips," the shrewd older man played his fingers on Becky's breasts and pussy.

"No...no...no...it can't end this way...I'm Batgirrrrrrrlllll...mmmm...ahhhh...sssstop...oh...good...
ahhhh," Becky moaned as her older captor went to work on her clit. She felt him carry her in his arms. She rested her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes.

She awoke on a king-size minutes later, her wrists tied together with silk ropes and a leather cord attached them to the headboard. She felt the bed move and saw Augustus move into position between her open legs bent at the knees.

"Oh No NO No! Please don't rape me! I'm a virgin!"

"I know that young lady."

"Please, I'm not protected...I could get pregnant! I can't be a top student and cheerleader if I have a baby!"

Augustus smiled and patiently replied, "I know that too! I have decided on a new plan for your life rather than you going to jail. You and Augie will disappear for two weeks. I will spread a rumor that you two fell in love and are shacked up at a ski lodge. The young couple will return and announce their engagement. It all makes sense: the star athlete and the beautiful cheerleader getting married."

19-year old Becky flinched as 42-year old Augustus put his cockhead to her virgin vagina. 

"You will drop your spring semester classes and stay with me until you marry Joseph in a church ceremony. My son already knows that I plan to take your virginity and impregnate you. He is okay with me getting you pregnant with  your first borne child. You will become the pregnant trophy wife of an professional athlete," he said lewdly and then he slammed his cock into Becky and devirginized her.

Becky screamed in pain as he thrusted in, pulled back, and rammed back in past her cervix. Her rapist began long, fast strokes into her teen body. All Becky could do was cry and moan in pain. She saw him jam her panties into her mouth to quiet her. She helplessly endured the rape. It seemed to go on forever until she felt a a pleasant sensation in her loins. He was playing her clit.

Without realizing it, she locked her legs around his waist. He unfastened the leather strap and immediately her wrists went around his neck. Becky rammed her hips back at him, matching it with his powerful cock thrusts. She felt like she was on fire, so close to cumming.

Then he stopped and pulled out her panty-gag.

Becky gasped in frustration, moving her hips at his retreating manhood.

"Wha-what are you doing? Aren't you going to...ummm...you..know!" the desperate girl pleaded.

"Going to what...finish raping and impregnating you? I will if you beg me!"

"Okay...rape me...cum in me...knock me up...please...I beg you...don't leave me like this!"

"Will you carry our family crest on you? Do you agree to be a loyal, loving, and obedient wife and daughter-in-law?"

"I do! I do! I DO!"

Augustus Smythe the Second slammed his cock into her and sprayed life-creating sperm in her uterus. He fell on top of her and they kissed passionately.

It was dawn. Batgirl was bent over a padded sawhorse, her only clothing the cowl on her head. Her panties were in her mouth again, secured with a thick leather strap. She looked into the mirror and saw Augustus pull a red-hot branding iron with the Smythe family crest.

"Goodbye Batgirl," he said as he pulled her cowl off.

"Hello Rebecca Gordon, the future Mrs. Augutus Smythe the Third," he said with pride as he branded both of her asscheeks. Becky screamed and cried to no avail.

"Welcome to the family Becky! I am looking forward to drinking your breast milk someday!" he said with an evil voice.

He lined his cock up with her butthole and shoved it in with great force.

Becky passed out.

Rebecca Smythe carefully exited the seaplane and walked onto the dock in Argentina. Her father-in-law's mansion was located in an isolated cove. Her husband Augie was at spring practice in New York and he said she should spend some time with her new father and mother-in-law. Two servants carried her bags behind her as the butler led her to the mansion. She felt her baby kick in her five-month's pregnant belly.

She wore a knee-length sundress and felt naked because her husband said that his father wanted her barefooted without panties and bra upon arrival. No doubt to humiliate her. Not that it was necessary. She was already a broken female and a Smythe woman slave. In her purse was a jar of breastmilk.

At the gate, she kicked off her high heels and went up the steps of the elegant patio. A red-haired, pregnant, naked woman in her late thirties stood there.

"Mom?" the shocked teen said breathlessly.

"Becky!' the woman said back.

Mother and daughter rushed to embrace. They chattered away as they hugged and kissed despite both women having baby bumps.

"Come in. You must be tired and hungry from your trip. I have lunch ready for you and I will answer all of your questions. You will meet your four stepsisters and stepbrother later. Of course, your father-in-law and my husband plans to entertain you after dinner."

As Becky followed her no longer long-lost mom through the door, she noticed the Smythe family crest (a cock superimposed on two swords on a kite-shaped shield) on her mom's buttcheeks.

Her pussy tingled as she stopped to unfasten her dress and let it pool around her feet. She stepped out of the dress, waddling pregnant and naked to lunch as Augustus stood up from his head place at the table and smiled with lust in his eyes. Handcuffs were on the table next to him.

Becky smiled as she thought how her middle-aged owner might "entertain" her tonight.

That night Becky was on her knees, her wrists cuffed behind her,eating her mother's pussy out as her mother's husband raped Becky's pussy. Hmmm, this is bliss.

Annie Gordon stared down as two men were molesting a scantily-clad, blonde young woman. Annie was the fourth Batgirl since the disappearance of her older sister two years ago. Annie had 14 busts since coming on the job a few months ago. She decided breaking with costume tradition. She decided on a purple and black cowl, black chemise, purple jacket and mini-skirt, black utility belt, pantyhose and ankle boots. No cape.

As Batgirl leaped into action she failed to notice a man standing atop another building. That man's name was Gus Smythe. He aimed his tranquilizer rifle at Batgirl.

'Why can't I have a trophy wife like my brother? And what makes a better trophy wife than Batgirl?'

He pulled the trigger as his cock stiffened.

THE END