Batgirl's Worse Day Continues!

Art and Story below by RenderPretender:  http://renderpretender.deviantart.com

Batgirl was completely spent.  Exhausted and thoroughly humiliated, the heroine lay silent on the large leather bed in the center of the room.  Her costume, one she once wore proudly, now served as a reminder of her defeat as the tight black latex clung to the perspiration that dripped from her every pore. 

Batgirl's pussy, yes she now thought of it as a pussy and no longer a vagina, dripped with her own juices of excitement, despair, and fear.  The heroine's makeup was runny and smeared, dark mascara lines smudged her cheeks under the mask where her tears came to a rest.  Batgirl's body burned with the need for oxygen after Catwoman had very nearly choked the young woman into unconsciousness.  The ball-gag made breathing from her mouth almost impossible and Batgirl inhaled deeply through her nostrils.  She knew it was futile, but the young detective tried the bindings that held her ankles and wrists in place. 

As she expected, she was unable to wiggle free.

The nipple clamps continued to hum and vibrate, but the heroine vigilante was now seemingly immune to their effects, at least for the moment.  Batgirl didn't even mind the pinched feeling against her nipples and the word "numb" flashed in her mind.

Catwoman stood over her conquest with a satisfied smirk painted across her ruby red lips.  Her own green eyes surveyed the defeated heroine from behind her black latex cat-cowl and mask.  Catwoman's latex catsuit clung tightly to her body as if painted on, leaving nothing to the imagination.  She was extremely turned on and Catwoman's throbbing pussy purred for more.  Her own nipples stood erect against her large, perfect breasts, and she was forced to bite her own lip just to gain control of her raging libido.

Catwoman couldn't be sure what caused her to react in this way towards Batgirl.  Perhaps it was the fact that Catwoman would continue to violate the heroine's virginity and dignity or perhaps it was the fact that the pair were complete opposites.  Batgirl was a symbol of purity and justice -- a naive young woman who needed to be taught many lessons.  Catwoman had been a prostitute, a call girl, and a dominatrix and even a rapist on occasion.  Especially this occasion.

Catwoman's black gloved right hand moved towards her latex molded swollen pussy and she massaged herself harshly.  Yes, she'd gotten off several times herself while mounting and grinding against Batgirl but still her body needed more.  Finally, Catwoman thought, a toy worthy of my time.

After a few short minutes and much to the dismay of Batgirl, Catwoman finished stroking herself and a moan of satisfaction filled the otherwise silent room.  "Well then, I hope it was good for you like it was for me," Catwoman taunted as she turned her back on the bound heroine, "I pride myself on being a giver."

"Fffffnnnggg!" Batgirl screamed into the ball-gag, "Nmmmfff!"

"More?  You want more, you dirty little cunt?  Maybe you and Superslut will make a great couple after all.  She always begs for more too!"

"Nnnnggff!" Batgirl desperately sounded off.

Catwoman ignored Batgirl's moans of disapproval as she stood in front of the two-way mirror.  Catwoman smiled and pointed to her wrist, as if motioning to an imaginary watch, "Twenty minutes left.  Is it time for the naughty little heroine to get a spanking?"

Two taps on the glass.

"No, nice light whipping?" Catwoman asked.

Two more taps.

"Hmmmm," Catwoman kept smiling, "You did pay four million dollars, I suppose..."

Catwoman looked back at the bed and Batgirl, "... Would you like to touch the merchandise?"

Before the answer even came, Batgirl bucked hard to one side and managed to fall off the leather bed and on to the floor, face down.  She struggled and thrashed around but only managed to get to her knees as the spreader bar made it nearly impossible to stand, especially with her wrists bound to her back by the strap and cuffs attached to the collar around her neck.

One tap on the glass.

Catwoman was instantly at Batgirl's side and grabbed the crimefighter's shoulder, a move that kept the heroine on her knees.  Suddenly the large metal door opened next to the two-way mirror and a man in a tuxedo entered the room.  Batgirl recognized him instantly.

Penguin.

The small man with the large nose and black tuxedo smiled as he appraised both Catwoman and Batgirl through his trademark monocle.

"I thought it was you, dear." Catwoman grinned as she took a handful of Batgirl's red hair that flowed from her cowl and gave it a yank.

Batgirl was forced to stare straight up into Penguin's eyes as he chewed on his cigarette holder.  The cigarette was lit and a light cloud of smoke lifted towards the ceiling. "I wanted to get in on the fun before you decided to keep her to yourself," Penguin sneered, "You always get the best toys."

Batgirl's costume was still zipped completely open, from front to back.  Batgirl was suddenly hyper-aware of this fact and many thoughts ran through her mind as Penguin continued to look the heroine over.  When she thought of her predicament and exposed breasts, vagina, and backside those words weren't in her mind's vocabulary. Instead, words like pussy, cunt, asshole, tits, and even the word fuckhole filled her thoughts.  Was Catwoman right?  Was Batgirl a slut? A whore?  A toy for others to play with?  The heroine's mind raced towards uncertain conclusions.

Penguin certainly thought Batgirl was a slut as he reached forward with his small hand and lifted the heroine's chin towards his face, "Get the other gag, Catwoman, and why don't you pick out a toy or two for your own amusement." 

Batgirl shuddered as her eyes met with Penguin's and a sense of dread washed over her nubile young body.

"You have fifteen minutes, little man," Catwoman made her way to the dreaded Dresser of Unimaginable Sex Toys and returned quickly with a few items. Batgirl refused to look out of fear she would panic at the mere sight of whatever the pair had planned for her.

As Penguin held Batgirl's head in place Catwoman removed the ball-gag. Before Batgirl could even make a sound her mouth was forced open again by Penguin while Catwoman forced another gag between the eighteen year old crimefighter's lips.  Batgirl could tell it was a large metal ring and her upper and lower jaws were forced open behind her front teeth, but her tongue was free.

As Catwoman stood behind Batgirl and fastened the gag's buckles, Penguin admired the heroine's glossy red lips and lolling tongue as it attempted to make sense of the gag. 

"Perfect, my dear," Penguin smiled as he forcefully turned Batgirl's head from side to side, "A natural fit for a slutty little whore.  What other toys did you bring to the party?"

Whatever Catwoman showed Penguin brought a large toothful smile to his face, "Moving a little fast, aren't you?"

Catwoman replied, "Yes, but she's a special case.  Besides, you want your money's worth, don't you?"

Penguin nodded and looked back down to Batgirl, "This is going to be the longest ten minutes of your life, I think."

Batgirl attempted to break Penguin's hold on her, but, between him holding her head and Catwoman holding her shoulders, Batgirl remained on her knees with her ankles and legs spread by the bar and her hands fastened tight behind her back.

Batgirl felt Catwoman kneel behind her and she knew by the villain's hand placement on her thighs and back that the latex wearing woman behind her was now on her knees too.  She couldn't see what Catwoman was doing as Penguin kept a tight grip with both hands on her head.

"Lllrrrlllngg," Batgirl uttered into the ring-gag as its silver ring and black leather bands held the device in place, "Llllffggrrg."

"Time is running out, Penguin," Catwoman spoke softly in Batgirl's ear.

Batgirl could no longer ignore the nipple clamps as they bit, hummed and vibrated.  That familiar feeling was building once again in her breasts and Batgirl could only think about the word "tits".  Catwoman's hands were liberally exploring the exposed parts of the heroine's body. Batgirl closed her eyes while attempting to concentrate on denying the villainess another orgasmic victory.

Bound as she was, on her knees, and with her eyes closed, the helpless heroine didn't see Penguin unzip his tuxedo pants, but she was keenly aware of the sound.  She opened her eyes and immediately gasped as the villain's throbbing member pulsated at the tip of her masked nose.  Her attempt to recoil in horror was met with opposition from Catwoman who now held the back of Batgirl's head with one hand as the other was placed under her jaw.  Forced to stare at Penguin's manhood, the doomed heroine was shocked at the size of his cock.  It was certainly out of proportion with the rest of his short, stocky body.

"Open wide, bitch!" Penguin exclaimed as he now cradled Batgirl's cowl with both hands. "Suck it like you love it, slut."  Penguin pushed the tip of his swollen cock through the ring-gag's opening, beyond Batgirl's forced-open jaw and glossy red lips. Batgirl couldn't stop the forced oral penetration and she quickly felt his manhood rubbing against the top of her tongue, roof of her mouth, and her cheeks as he tested the space of her mouth.  Slowly he pulled her head forward until she felt his pelvis and pubic hair push into her nose.  She closed her eyes tightly as the nightmare didn't stop there.  The impossibly large cock swelled to its full potential and sealed the ring and her mouth while the tip of his long dick tickled the back of her throat.

"No gag reflex," Penguin laughed, "Just as I thought, a real heroine whore!"

"Excellent," Catwoman purred, "This just increased her value even more."

As Penguin continued to thrust slowly into Batgirl's mouth she tried hard to keep her tongue and cheeks from making contact with his cock.  Initially he seemed not to mind, satisfied merely with the tight silver ring and the back of Batgirl's throat providing the sensation he desired.

Catwoman's hands were once again everywhere, first on Batgirl's tits and nipples as she pinched and pulled the nipple clamps.  Batgirl's body responded in kind and despite being orally raped, the heroine grunted and groaned with each tug. Batgirl wanted it all to end, in her head, but Batgirl's body was responding to the stimulation. Catwoman's right hand reached away for a moment and found an object she'd brought over with the ring-gag.  The villainess pressed the cold hard object against Batgirl's backdoor and the heroine squealed, causing her tongue and cheeks to accidentally form a vacuum seal for Penguin's dick.  The villain grunted with approval as the heroine's mouth provided a perfect, moist, tight fitting receptacle for his aching cock. Urged on by this change in Batgirl's predicament, he thrust harder and deeper into her mouth.

Catwoman pressed the large purple butt-plug against Batgirl's asshole and teased lightly.  Batgirl kept trying to skirt away, shaking her ass and hips in protest. However, this action only further excited both villains as Penguin continued to orally assault the crimefighter.  Catwoman pressed the butt-plug again against The Batgirl's ass and when she felt the heroine pucker her anus, Catwoman shoved the sex toy home.

The groan and squeal that escaped Batgirl's throat as Penguin thrust further and further and as the thick butt-plug settled in place and locked tightly in her ass sounded more like the howl of a wounded animal than that of pleasure. Batgirl had never experienced anal sex or penetration and the violation of her ass was simply too much for her naive young brain to comprehend.  As Catwoman played with the now locked-in-place sex toy and swatted Batgirl's backside happily, the heroine squirmed and continued grunting and groaning while her mouth was raped.  On the verge of collapsing, Batgirl gave up fighting Penguin and Catwoman, and she nearly went limp from exhaustion. 

"Two minutes left," Catwoman looked up at Penguin, "Better finish quick!"

"Fuck, she's giving up," Penguin responded at the lack of action from Batgirl's mouth, "She's not trying.  Fucking make her fight back or cum!  Either way works for me!"

Catwoman was tempted to allow Penguin to fail and not give him the satisfaction of cumming but this was a business transaction and it wouldn't reflect well on Catwoman if she didn't deliver. After all, the night was still young, and there were plenty of perspective clients yet to please.  Having Penguin bad-mouth the Batgirl Experience simply wouldn't do.

"Pinch her nose, she'll suck you off if you don't let her breathe. Her survival instinct will kick in, trust me.  As for her cumming?  Yes, great idea," Catwoman said as she pulled the plug from Batgirl's ass. 

Batgirl squirmed as the object came free, a brief respite despite what Penguin did to her mouth.

Catwoman quickly hopped to her feet and tossed the large plug to the floor while Penguin pinched Batgirl's nose shut.  Batgirl's reaction was instantaneous; suddenly she was alert and full of life again.

"If you want to breathe, suck it slut.  Suck my cock!"  Penguin pushed Batgirl's face deep into his groin and his dick pressed into the back of the heroine's throat.  Batgirl choked violently but failed to purchase air as her mouth and nose were sealed shut.  Her tongue lashed around in her mouth and her cheeks sucked in to give Penguin what he wanted as she desperately needed air.  With the vacuum seal complete, Penguin grunted once again and now quickly slid back and forth in the vigilante's mouth, careful not to allow Batgirl oxygen. The tactic worked all too well and Batgirl was forced to participate in her own oral violation as she licked and sucked as hard as she could to earn a breath of air.

Catwoman now loomed large over both Penguin and Batgirl.  Her stiletto heals and boots gave her a massive height advantage over the Penguin and, with Batgirl on her knees, the villainess turned to Penguin and smiled, "One minute left.  Ass or pussy?"

Penguin, so close to orgasm huffed, "Ass!"

Penguin's rock hard cock slid back and forth inside Batgirl's silky smooth mouth.  He could feel the explosion building up inside and his eyes were transfixed on Batgirl who had no idea what was coming.  Catwoman slid behind the trapped heroine and grabbed both of Batgirl's asscheeks.

"Sit down," Catwoman ordered Penguin, "There, on the floor, and force her head down, all the way down, and hold it there."

Penguin did as he was told.  For a brief, fleeting, moment Batgirl was allowed a single gasp of air.  Then, as Penguin sat on the ground he tipped Batgirl forward while Catwoman held the heroine's hips and ass in place.  It might have resembled doggy-style as Batgirl was forced down on Penguin's shaft if Batgirl's hands hadn't been bound behind her back.

Penguin pinched Batgirl's nose again and this time he didn't move and he didn't let Batgirl move.  Once again she was breathless, without an air supply, and pinned down on the Penguin's cock.

Catwoman took position and mounted Batgirl from behind.  Face down with her ass in the air and her legs spread far apart by the spreader bar, Batgirl never saw what Catwoman wore or had planned. 

Strapped tight around Catwoman's waist was a black strap-on harness she wore over her catsuit.  Attached to the harness was a massively thick and long twelve inch dildo complete with bumps and ridges for extra pleasure or pain. Catwoman lubed up the dildo and placed it against Batgirl's already used, very sensitive asshole. When the heroine attempted to maneuver away and resist, Penguin simply pulled down on the back of her head harder, an indication that if she fought, she wouldn't be allowed to breathe.

Batgirl held still, assuming wrongly that it was the plug again but nothing could have prepared her for the shock and initial pain she would feel next. She again almost passed out as Catwoman rammed the large dildo into her ass. It thrust so deep that Batgirl thought she'd been torn in two. When Catwoman thrust again, and again, and again Batgirl's oxygen starved brain finally realized what was happening -- Catwoman was fucking her in the ass.

"Nnnnffff!"

"Fffnnnggghhh!"

"Nrrrrrggggg!"

Each thrust was met with a new cry into Penguin's awaiting cock.  The vibration alone could have made him cum but with the deliciously sexy Catwoman buttfucking Batgirl and with Batgirl's tongue and mouth working overtime, Penguin finally burst. He held Batgirl's head down as he squirted load after load deep into the back of the heroine's throat.  The stream of hot juice seemed never-ending as Batgirl was forced to swallow Penguin's offering as Catwoman continued pounding the crimefighter with the dildo, withdrawing the large rubber plastic cock completely with each punishing stroke to remind Batgirl with each penetration just how large the sex toy really was.

Batgirl screamed in protest as Penguin finally backed away and released the unlucky vigilante. The gag distorted the noise and Catwoman kept pounding away at Batgirl's asshole despite the heroine's obvious cries of disapproval. 

"Time's up," Penguin claimed victoriously as he adjusted his pants, "She really is a dirty slut!"

"Overtime," Catwoman replied, "She didn't cum, we're not done yet!"

"Hrrrggglllee..." Batgirl moaned, "...nnnnrrg mrrrrfff."

"Oh, she said she doesn't want any more Catwoman.  I think she said help me, no more."

Catwoman dismounted the defeated Batgirl and sighed, "No more? We're just getting started. Help her up!"

Penguin complied and Batgirl was forced to stand. She was drooling, her makeup a mess. Her legs shook and her body and ass hurt. Batgirl sobbed openly through the gag, "Plrrrfff... nahhhrrr..."

Catwoman sat on the edge of bed and motioned for Penguin to help Batgirl over to her, once again ignoring Batgirl's pleas.

"Turn her away from me," Catwoman ordered.

Penguin obliged and, without warning, Catwoman pulled Batgirl quickly down in her lap.  With her costume completely open she sat straight down on the twelve inch rubber cock as it slid all the way into her ass.

"Ffffgfuuuuurchh!" Batgirl screamed and cried out as Catwoman relentlessly bounced the heroine up and down on the rubber shaft. The black rubber cock's thickness and length filled the heroine's ass as the bumps and ribs made it terribly uncomfortable and impossibly pleasurable at the same time.

Penguin, eager to assist, grabbed the butt-plug Catwoman tossed aside and stood before Batgirl as she was being anally violated.  He held the plug up to Batgirl's face and smiled.

"Preeeeetthhh...nrrrrfff..." Batgirl pleaded, tears dripped from her eyes.

Penguin ignored Batgirl and shoved the oversized plug into Batgirl's wet pussy until the bulb passed through her swollen lips and lodged into place.

"Aaaiieeeee!" Batgirl cried out with each of Catwoman's thrusts as her pussy and ass were now both raped by foreign objects.

With her ass and pussy filled completely and now with Penguin playing with her breasts and nipple clamps Batgirl finally orgasmed again, an intense explosion of emotion and bodily fluids overtook the heroine. 

Catwoman thrust deep into Batgirl several more times, just to make sure the heroine want faking it before pushing Batgirl to the side and off of her huge rubber cock.

The heroine fell over the side of the bed and landed with a thud on the floor.  She didn't dare move a muscle as she quivered with shame and excitement at the same time.  Her nipples were still viciously clamped and her pussy throbbed with the butt-plug planted deep inside her vagina.

"Tell the others the next round of bidding starts in thirty minutes. We need some time to freshen up," Catwoman casually said as she removed the harness and strap-on. 

"It will be hard to beat that show," Penguin remarked.

"Challenge accepted, my friend," Catwoman smiled, "Challenge accepted."

Batgirl cried silently and lay on the floor, lifeless.  Her body had betrayed her numerous times and it was obvious that Catwoman had more in store for the young crimefighter. Batgirl's ass throbbed and ached badly as her pussy swelled around the butt-plug inside of it, and the nipple clamps continued their vibrating assault.

Catwoman leaned over the downed heroine and pressed a chemically soaked rag against the heroine's face while Batgirl barely resisted. "Nap time, whore," Catwoman smiled and kissed Batgirl's cheek as the crimefighter's thoughts carried her silently away, "When you wake up?  Round three."