Batgirl &
Lark
(All in a day’s
work)
B D
Phillips.
2
am, at the
Barbara had given Sarah the night off
to study for her mid-term college exams, but quickly summoned her on her
cell phone to meet her. She was
sure that Batgirl would need Lark’s assistance this
night.
Barbara waited for awhile, but finally
entered alone. Barbara told Sarah the situation, and was sure that her young
side-kick, would be able to adapt.
Barbara slid behind one of the roman
style pillars that bordered the private museums walls, the
Riddler and his three goons came sneaking in.
The
old security guard was standing next to a valuable antique violin, "Could
you help me a minute?" the Riddler spoke out,
surprising the guard with a snoot full of Riddler
gas.
The
guard hit the floor instantly and the three made a beeline straight for the
violin.
"Not
so fast," proudly boasted Batgirl as she stepped out from behind a pillar,
standing with her legs slightly apart and her hands at her hips in a Batgirl
style stance.
"What!"
exclaimed the Riddler, shaking his head in disbelief,
at finding the Dark Knight maiden there to foil their
plans. "Get her!" he yelled.
The
three goons and Riddler all charged the heroine.
Their
first wave of attack was met with utter failure, as the better trained female
easily dodged past them, causing them to all crash into a row of porcelain
statues. Their attacks were met with deft blocks and expert kicks that sent
them and the Riddler, flying off in all directions
The
four men lay half-dazed on the floor, reeling from the woman’s expert
attack. Batgirl resumed her proud stance, assuming that the fight was over...that
was a mistake.
The
Riddler grinned and lobbed a small nodule over
Batgirl’s head. Instantly the small bomb exploded and hundreds of
multi-colored streamers shot out and enveloped Batgirl.
At
that same moment, the three goons piled onto the
helpless
avenger and forced her to the ground.
The
Riddler exploded into a chorus of convulsing chuckles
as he stood over the now restrained Batgirl.
The
Riddler slowly walked up to the twisting woman
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.
Barbara
reeled in horror, knowing what was coming next. With a forceful hand, the
Riddler grabbed the back of her head and forced
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 she thrust and gyrated in futility. Then,
the inevitable happened.
"UUUUGH! You BASTARD!" she yelled after he withdrew and she swallowed what
was left in her mouth.
After
several humiliating minutes, the last goon finished discharging and stepped
away from the now coughing and gagging heroine.
Several streams of cum had rolled down
her chin and neck and she sat kneeling and struggling in
defiance.
"Quickly
to the van with her while I leave one of my riddles!" the
Riddler ordered. As the men picked up the struggling,
twisting heroine, the Penguin and his own goons showed up.
“Quack, Quack,” the waddling
menace greeted. “Hello my fine fettered
Riddler...what have got wrapped up
there?”
Riddler
quickly brought him up to date on what had happened.
“Marvelous...simply
marvelous!” Penguin cackled with
glee. “We’ll meet you at the hideout, after
we
***
10
minutes later Lark arrived and parked her own motorcycle beside Batgirl’s
and quietly entered the museum.
Lark had managed to sneak into the
foundation exhibition room of the museum with ease. Being an athletic heroine
had its advantages and stealthiness was
one.
She overheard the Penguin talking on
his cell phone. From the one side conversation, she deduced that their
accomplices had captured Batgirl, and were on their way to their
hideout.
She decided that the best way to help
Batgirl, was to let them take her to their hideout
as well. Hearing that Penguin’s goal was to steal the Egyptian sarcophagus
of Nephrotite, she removed the Mummy from the coffin
and after hiding it behind some crates, she climbed in, and pulled the lid
closed.
No
sooner had she slipped into the coffin, Penguin and his cohorts came into
the room.
"Quack,
Get the coffin men! We haven’t got much time!" he ordered.
The
goons picked up Lark’s coffin and hoisted it out of the room, taking
it to a large truck parked outside.
Lark could never figure out why these
guys always ended up working for someone like the
Penguin?
"Hey,
tsst," said one of the henchmen to the others in
a soft whisper. "Did you guys hear something coming from the coffin?"
"Uh
yeah, I think I did," another replied.
The
first goon picked up one of Penguins 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,
moaning slightly from the gas as she lay like a sleeping little
girl, was Lark.
"HOO
HOO, Party TIME!" one goon screamed as they hoisted
the dazed heroine from the box and quickly stripped off her leather top and
sports bra, leaving the young heroine naked to the
waist.
“The little cunt has got some
nice Tits,” one goon pointed out, as another man removes her gloves
and yanks her arms behind her back.
“That
aught to keep her still while we fuck her!” the man binding her wrists
stated, as the fresh air rushing through the back of the truck quickly revived
the spirited
heroine.
With
a fiery yelp she began to wiggle and struggle against the group of men. "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
girl twisted and jerked her shoulders in a vain attempt at shaking the
creeps hands off her firm young breasts.
All three men began sliding their hands
slowly over her soft, tense body.
Lark 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 shapely buttocks.
“Whack!
"Ya
like that girlie!?" he said smacking her buttocks.
The
young heroine surged and whined as the goon slapped her again.
The
other goons gave her a smack as well, and soon, a chorus of alternating smacks
and spanks, filled the air. Soon, two of the men, began sliding their hands
over her firm but sore rear end.
"Lets see what we got here!?" one goon chuckled as he grabbed
her shorts and pulled them down over her bare thighs to her knees. Lark let
out a protest, as her panties were yanked down as well, and she was completely
exposed to her molesters.
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.
"OOO I bet you needed that, didn’t
you!" he chortled.
Lark 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,
Sarah’s hips surged and she let out a ferocious scream as the goon grabbed
her buttocks and parted her cheeks, inserting his dick 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 cock began to inch its way deeper inside her.
The
sensation was too intense and Sarah gyrated frantically in despair. This
excited the man with his dick down her throat, causing him to pump faster
and faster. "Hey Stool Pigeon," said Rooster "Lets do her at the same time,"
he laughed.
Lark’s
eyes popped wide open at the prospect of this and she struggled even more.
Sarah let out one last defiant yell
as both men burst and ejaculated inside her.
Sarah slumped back down, moaning and
cooing sighs of defeat as the men pumped every last drop into her.
Her rear was covered with cum, which
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 Lark over onto her
back and pulled off her shorts and panties, tossing them away, before removing
her shoes & socks, leaving the young heroine now completely naked, except
for her emerald green face mask.
“I’m
gonna fuck your ass good!” a third man threatened, as he climbed on
top of her, forcing his hips between her legs, before violently beginning
to penetrate her.
Lark fought back as best as she could,
gyrating and thrusting against the onslaught but it was to no avail as her
rapist, soon, came hard and long into her defenseless womb.
"Here,
it’s my turn," a second man 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 Penguins hideout with Lark’s screams and
cries muffled by the roar of the engine.
***
30 minutes later, the door to Penguins
hideout burst open and Penguin and his cohorts came waddling in, shoving
a bound, gagged and struggling Lark through the
door.
"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’s little bird girl! I don’t
believe it."
"Yeah,
Joker, now we got both the interfering do
gooders!”
The Joker chortled, "the
Riddlers entertaining Batgirl right now in the
other room...let’s let her partner here, see
what’s happening with mentor,” he suggested, getting a nod of approval
from Penguin.
Two men immediately grab Lark by the
hair and drag her over to the doorway, as the slowly opens the door, so all
can witness what is going on inside.
Batgirl 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 looked over at the crowd for a moment,
but did not seem to mind the audience.
He 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 Batgirl to moan
and thrust in futility, as he ejaculated inside
her.
The Riddler
withdrew and zipped himself up.
Batgirl 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,” ordered Penguin as he waddled away.
“The Joker has an ingenious demise planned for our guests.”
Batgirl and Lark
were drug into an adjoining room and quickly tied
spread-eagled to two separate tables.
"Oh,
that’s right ladies.,” The Joker stated.
“You’re both going to get a BANG out of this!" And with that, the
whole band of men began to laugh loudly.
“A little invention of mine,”
Joker commented.
A
grinding, mechanical noise came to life from the machines 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.
"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,
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.
"JOKER! THIS IS INSANE!" Batgirl screamed. "Do you know what that things
going to do to us!"
"Actually,
Im not quite
sure? The machine
was never intended to be used on people and there are numerous warning labels
everywhere. I really have no idea what will actually happen,
hoo hoo
hoo," he responded laughingly.
The
Joker then turned to face Batgirl, and slowly walked up to the bound woman.
His grin left his face and he now took on a sinister, almost perverse expression
as he leaned over her. Glaring down at her breasts, his right hand reached
across and firmly cupped her left tit, squeezing and massaging the soft gland
with utter enjoyment.
Batgirl let out a groan of resistance
as he continued to accost her. At the same time, one of the goons grabbed
at Lark’s breasts. The henchman then grabbed both tits firmly with each
hand, squeezing and massaging them with incredible delight. Lark screamed
and gyrated in futile resistance as the Jokers henchman molested her chest.
The Joker then lunged down at Batgirl,
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.
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.
Lark was no better off as one 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 an erotically teasing fashion. Sarah continued to struggle,
as he sucked harder and harder almost engulfing her ripe young tit in his
mouth.
Barbara also 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
breast and began massaging and sucking Barbara dry.
The
other goon joined the one accosting Lark and all four men enjoyed a feast
of tit, with the two struggling heroines fighting in vain to escape violation.
After
about twenty minutes, the four were satisfied, and they backed away with
a look of enjoyment on their faces. "Mmm, that
was yummy," the Joker mused. "I didn’t know you were so juicy, my dear
Batgirl."
"Go
to hell!" cried Batgirl as she continued to struggle.
Both
girls breasts were soon covered with sweat and saliva from the ruthless mammary
onslaught they both
"Hoo Hoo, now to the good
part!” the Riddler laughed.
The
Joker nodded, then reached over and flipped the final switch, activating
the demonic machine.
Lights
and pistons came to life and a conveyor belt started up. A dildo moved along
the belt and into each
"NO,
NO!" cried Sarah. "YOU CAN’T DO THIS!"
Their
cries fell on deaf ears as the first dildo found its mark and plunged slowly
into the heroine’s defenseless cunts.
The
dark Knight maiden struggled, as the artificial penis forced itself past
her tightened vaginal muscles and deep into her womb.
Lark screamed in shear panic as her
dildo forced itself between her pussy lips and entered deeply inside her.
Batgirl’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 cum.
Sarah was experiencing the same ordeal
as her curved dildo slid back and forth in a forcefully rhythmic fashion.
"Boy,
they’re some hot pieces of ass, boss," one of the goons said as he gaped
at the spectacle before him.
"Yeah,
look at them Tits giggle," drooled another one.
"Ta
ta, ladies," chortled
the Joker. "We’ll be in the next
room
arranging transport of our newly acquired bounty...we’ll
check on you in a few hours, and dispose of your bodies... Id 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. Soon, despite her resistance,
Lark climaxed, and 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 Lark to thrust wildly in defiance. She began to loose
herself in the overwhelming experience as another climax claimed her and
a new dildo moved into place.
Barbara’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. Barbara cried out under her
gag, as the pumping drove her wild with sensation.
Both
women 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.
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 Lark surging again and again as she too was taken
relentlessly by the Jokers 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.
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 pussy 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
“Now’s
my chance,” she told herself as the machine began pumping the dildo
back and forth, over her clit, giving her a chance to concentrate. Even,
if just in some small degree. Afterall, even though
not thrusting inside her now, the sadistic dildo,
still stimulated her sex at a fantastic rate.
Utilizing
the fact that her own sweat lubricated her wrists, Barbara was able to eventually
free one of her arms.
“Oh, my
god...help me Batgirl!!” Lark screamed, as
a dildo larger than the one, Batgirl had just faced, slowly began to invade
the virgina of the still helpless Lark.
By the time Batgirl freed her legs,
the Dildo had penetrated nearly a third of the way into Lark’s pussy.
But, it was the only possible
response.
Lark
moved slowly to a sitting position on the side of the table.
“Well
enough,” she answered, feeling a wave of dizziness when she tried to
stand up. “Well enough to fight my way out of this hell
hole,” she stated, feeling more stable
now.
Batgirl smiled at her partner’s
courage.
“Come
on,” Batgirl motioned, lets get out of
here.”
***
“Good news Penguin,” one
of his henchmen announced. Bull Thorp, said he could move the sarcophagus
on the black market...he said 10 million would be no problem to
get.”
“Quack, Quack, Quack,” Penguin
responded happily.
“And,
what of the Violin?” the Joker inquired in a huff. “What do we
get for the Violin?” he asked impatiently.
“Still working on a buyer for
the violin Joker,” the henchman answered, to the dismay of the white
faced prince of clowns. “I should hear something soon Joker,” he
added.
“Well,
I....?” the Joker started to say, when suddenly he noticed something
out of the corner of his eye.
“What,
It can’t be?” he commented.
Soon all eyes turned to see what stole
the Joker’s attention.
Standing completely naked, but with
a fiery anger, stood Batgirl and Lark. “You bastards are going to pay
for what you did to us!” Lark responded for them
both.
Batgirl just stood defiantly, as if
ready for a bell to ring, to go into action. Neither
woman, seemed to be bothered, by the fact that they
lacked even a single stitch of clothing between
themselves.
The henchmen were all at a loss for
words, not knowing if they should attack, or ogle the bodies of the naked
beauties. But one thing was for sure, they all felt their cocks swell in
their trousers all of a sudden.
So did the
riddler and Joker.
"Quack, Quack!” Penguin responded,
grabbing a henchmen and propelling him towards the
two nude heroines,
"Get
them!!” he yelled. “Quack, 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 heroines, who instinctively let out
two high kicks straight to his jaw.
The
other four reached their target and the first took a southpaw swing at Batgirl.
She easily ducked the punch and side kicked the henchman in the chest, sending
him to the floor.
Batgirl
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 Batgirl’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 henchmen that were knocked down in the first attack.
Two groups formed, one around Batgirl and the other around
Lark.
Batgirl
continued to let out punch after punch, knocking henchmen and villains away
with each blow.
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.
Lark
was also doing quite well, flipping and kicking her attackers with expert
agility and skill.
"Its
just like being Batman and Robin," gleamed Lark
with a look of fantasy fulfillment.
Batgirl
shot Lark a dirty look and held up her finger, waving it in Lark’s face.
"If
you say one holy anything...!
With
that, both girls jumped to either side of the twelve-foot cabinet and wrenched
it away from the wall, sending it piling down on a group of six henchmen
that 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 Batgirl’s stomach. This sent her toward
one side of the room. At the same time, one of the henchmen began swinging
on Lark, who found herself dodging a series of rapid
blows.
As
Batgirl 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.
Lark
dispensed with the under-trained goon and saw Batgirl’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 connected with the group sending all four men in several
directions. She then dropped down and in the same motion grabbed Batgirl’s
arm and pulled her to her feet.
There
was no more fight left in the mob of villains. All the assorted henchmen
lie unconscious, as the Penguin, Joker and Riddler
look up at the heroines in disbelief.
"Quack,
I dont believe this. Our feathers plucked by a
couple of chick-a-dees. Quack- Quack,” Penguin
complained, before, he and the other arch villains fall unconscious as
well.
“Well, should we call
commissioner Gordon now, and have these creeps hauled
away to prison?” Lark inquired, in a mild tone, disappointed that the
fight was over.
Batgirl grinned. “Not
quite...yet.” she responded.
Lark stood there confused for a moment,
then Batgirl seemed to notice a wave of clarity in Lark’s mind, as her
silent meaning was picked up by her sidekick.
No other explanation was
required.
***
30 minutes later, the Penguin awoke
with a shiver. If he were a real bird, he would have sworn, someone had plucked
his feathers. He wasn’t far off...
As he slowly revived, the arch villain
noticed he was naked.
“Quack!!..Quack!!” he panicked like a bird being
readied for a beheading.
“Wha..what’s
this?” he puzzled in horror, noticing also that he was bound, with his
arms behind his back, bent over in a metal cage. He could barely
move, the flab of his 300 pound body made movement
nearly impossible.
When he did move at all, especially
upwards, he felt a hard yanking on his chest. He soon figured out, that metal
clips, were attached to his nipples.
He heard a loud clanking to his left.
Penguin turned to notice the Joker, (Also naked), chained face down on a
table, with a dildo from his invention, shoved deep in his anus. He was gagged,
so all he could muster was a muffled plea, when he noticed Penguin look towards
him.
Another more painful restrained
whimper, came from another direction. Lying face
up, naked, and bound to another table, was the
Riddler.
A course, taunt rope from above him,
was attached around his penis, and his tortured organ was stretched to
it’s limits, as he attempts to relieve the
pain, by arching his back, and thrusting his hips
upwards.
The henchmen faired no
better.
Each
of the hired henchmen, were naked and tied vertically. Their arms were all
stretched out, so that they had to stand on their toes to keep from swinging
back and forth. To make matters worse for them, five pound metal bolts hung
by thin rope, from their cocks. They dared not move too much, if they did
not wish to increase their pain.
Slowly, all eyes focus to the left,
as Batgirl and Lark (in full costumes) stroll into the room and stare about
the room.
“Quack!!!!”
Penguin responded, accompanied by the muffled screams of Joker and the
Riddler.
“Something
wrong?” Lark teased.
“Yes,” Batgirl added. “You
thought it was hilarious, when we were trussed up and violated...why, are
you
“You fucking bitch!” one
of the henchmen cursed. “I’ll kill you for
doi......?”
“Shut...up!!” another henchmen
interrupted him.
“Yeah,” another man joined
in. “Don’t piss em off anymore, than they are now!” he said,
forcing a phony smile. “Please, Batgirl....Lark...let us
go...PLEASE!”
The two heroines are silent for several
moments, then Lark walks toward him, stopping a
foot away from the man. “Consider yourself lucky I didn’t cut your
damned dick off!” she cursed, suddenly striking out to punch him square
in the jaw.
With
that, she walked out of the room.
“Please
Batgirl!” another man pleaded. “You’re a heroine...you can’t
just leave us like this?” he almost sobbed, as the pain in his tortured
cock increased with his movements.
For a moment, Batgirl almost felt sorry
for the man, but instead, she walked up to the man, like Lark had done
previously. For a moment, he thought she would hit him, like Lark had done
to another of his colleagues. “If I weren’t a heroine...you would
all be dead now!” she stated, walking away. “Think about that,
the next time you decide to rape someone!”
Outside the room Lark waited for
her.
Barbara
could tell the situation bothered her more than she let on. “They’ll
be alright,” Barbara assured her. “We’ll call the police to
come get them, as soon as well leave here.”
Sarah forced a smile, as they turned
to leave.
“From that payphone on the other
side of town,” Barbara laughed, getting a snicker from
Sarah.
“I sure hope they fixed it by
now?” she giggled.
The
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