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Breaking in the Batgirls	By : SmutSenpai Category: DC Verse Comics > Batgirl Views: 281 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Batgirl or the Batgirls or any DC properties. I make no money from writing this story.

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Leaving the tormented Cunt behind in the cold room Russel took the girls’ masks and headed upstairs to a guest bedroom with Cassandra. It was a plain room with little in the way of decoration, and a simple double bed. Cassandra was almost shaking with excitement.
“Why don’t you lie down and get comfortable, dear? You can play with yourself while you wait for me, I’m just going to get something to make this more kinky for us. Oh, and no cumming until I get back.”
“Yes, Daddy!” She sang, aching with anticipation. She had been horny for so long it was almost painful and she wanted nothing more than for her Daddy to fuck her silly.
Russel quickly left and grabbed a few things. Handcuffs. Some rope. Duct tape. A dog collar. He was back shortly. Cassandra was lying on the bed, legs spread out, and she was rubbing her pussy with vigour.
“Let’s tie you up.” Russel said as he began to uncoil the rope. Cassandra was delighted and happily complied with his wishes, getting herself into position and making things easy for him.
First he cuffed her wrists behind her back. Then he wrapped some ropes around her arms and bound them so tight that her shoulders were pressed back, giving her the impression of having no arms at all.
Then he fixed the dog collar around her neck. He attached the leash to the collar, and then the leash to the bed post, giving very little slack so that she would be more or less stuck in that spot of the bed with little ability to move. He piled the pillows behind her back so that she was sitting up facing him.
Finally he stretched her legs wide and upward, and tied her ankles to the top bed posts above her. He was thorough in fixing them into this position, making the knots very tight. When he was done she was spread eagled with her holes pointed up.
“Are you comfy?” He asked her.
“It’s very tight, Daddy.” She replied, smiling at him. “But I’m fine like this. Are you going to fuck me now?”
He could hear the hope in her voice and he smiled at her. “Yes I am. It’s definitely past time I raped you.”
Russel picked up the artifact.
<For the next hour, disregard my previous commands.>
At once the goofy grin dropped from Cassandra Cain’s face and a deathly cold stare took over her. Her muscles contorted as she used all her might to struggle against the bonds that held her and she grunted and growled and twisted as best she could, a murderous rage on her face.
She remembered everything he had made her do. He had made her enjoy it. She felt sick with rage at what she had been forced to be a party to and what he had done to her friends. Cassandra glowered at him as she eventually stopped struggling against her bonds. Despite her training she couldn’t escape from this position.
“You look pissed, Cassy.” Russel said, taunting the asian Batgirl as he climbed onto the bed in front of her. “What’s the matter? Didn’t you like being happy for a change?”
“Coward.” She said through gritted teeth. “Let me go and let’s see how you do in a fair fight.”
“I don’t think so. You’ve been praying for my cock all night Cassandra. I think it’s time to give it to you.”
The bound girl didn’t respond. She knew what was going to happen and knew that her words would only give him a perverted thrill. She just glared at him in stony silence as he positioned himself in front of her and began running his cock up and down her snatch.
Despite the rage she felt right now, Cassandra’s pussy was still sopping wet from a few moments before when she had been a horny, mind controlled sex slave. Her wetness coupled with the completely exposed position she was in made it easy for Russel, who jammed himself into the girl with cruel force. He entered without resistance and slammed inside her in less than a second, and despite being ready for it, Cassandra gasped in pain and her eyebrows arched just slightly. He bashed into her cervix at the back of her vaginal tunnel.
Russel just started hate fucking her. He ruthlessly plundered the helpless girl, gliding in and out of her and taking her nipples in his fingers and twisting them, using her body as a plaything.
Cassandra bore the assault with stoic resolve. Even though she felt every vile thrust she kept calm and remembered her lifetime of training. Withstanding pain was something she had been taught to do from an early age and she fell back on some of the old techniques now. She let her breathing become slow and deliberate as she let her mind go deeper and deeper into the theta state. She felt herself drifting away and becoming disconnected from her trapped and helpless body. Some of the pain lost its edge as she went deep into the recesses of her own mind.
Russel picked up on this and pulled completely out of her. He could tell that she was using her mind to try and escape his rape and this wasn’t what he wanted. He decided to use the artifact again, if only to make things more traumatic for her.
<Focus only on what is happening to you during this rape.> He commanded, and at once Cassandra’s eyes opened and focused on him. Despite her mental toughness there was now a hint of concern on her face.
<Until the hour is up, you will be terrified of me.>
Then a mask of fear finally crept over Cassandra’s face. It was as if all at once the awful reality of her situation had occurred to her. She felt her heart rate increase and she realized to her horror that she couldn’t think of anything else. It was as if all that existed was herself, the bed and this man who was so frightening to her. She was being raped!
“P...please...” She managed to stammer, her lips trembling now. She was so unused to fear, the last time she could remember feeling anything like it was when she was a very young girl. It was like an alien presence in her almost, she wanted to curl up into a small ball and stay completely still. She wanted to hide away. But she was stretched out and exposed and couldn’t tear her focus off what was happening right now.
Russel was delighted with the change in Cassandra. She was literally shaking in her bonds, her eyes wide open, starting to fill with tears as she stared at him completely helpless.
He put his cock back up to her entrance and slid deep inside again and began to fuck her once more. Cassandra let out a high pitched squeal as he did this. Her face was pure terror.
“D-doooon’t...” She managed, in a strained whisper. She was gasping in short little breaths, to the point where she could barely speak. She managed to move her eyes away from his face but now they only went down to his cock which was plunging in and out of her crotch. She felt like she was watching a horror movie, his thick veiny cock was invading her body, he was so strong and scary and he was on top of her. She could feel this mans breath on her, she just wanted to run away and keep on running but he was inside of her and she couldn’t get away! Cassandra was crying for real now, although she never looked away from the devastating scene of her own rape.
Russel was content with her bawling under him as he fucked his slave. He was sure she had never experienced anything like this. He raped her for over five minutes like this before he decided to try a different hole. The way her legs were hiked up high he had a great view of her asshole and he was pretty sure, like the other Batgirls, that she was an anal virgin.
He plopped out of her gash with a wet sound and went to work on forcing his way in up her ass. Cassandra was in a state of terror. She had never been so scared or hurt or humiliated. Now he was going to put it in her ass! She let out a moaning wail of anguish but Russel just kept on pushing and after applying enough force he managed to jam his wet cock into her ass. Cassandra let out a cry of pain. She was going to be sodomized.
Russel enjoyed fucking her ass. He got a great look at her little pussy. He put a hand down and pinched her clit as he fucked her butt hole. Cassandra let out little cries like a small, helpless animal. She was squealing and weeping. Russel began to really manhandle her, grabbing her small tits and twisting the nipples some more. He pulled her hair with one hand and slapper her face a few times with the other. Her face was red and wet with tears and she just stared at him as though he were an incomprehensible evil, something from a nightmare she would never forget.
Finally he felt himself ready to blow. He pulled himself right out of her ass and jammed himself up balls deep in her cunt and once more started to cum. Heavy blobs of white goo filled Cassandra’s tight snatch. He let out a primal roar as he put his hands on her hips and slammed her forward as he was fucking her, using her cunt to squeeze out every last drop of his thick seed. Cassandra thought she might have a heart attack, she had never been so frightened. At last however Russel felt himself spent as he pulled out and lay down on the bed next to Cassandra, who looked down at her own violated pussy and wept quietly.
The room was quiet now except for his heavy breathing and her whimpering. He turned to her and rubbed his hand up and down her wet vulva.
“That was great, Cass.” He said. The girls eyes went to his but she said nothing. His touch felt so invasive and personal to her. Her tears had now slowed to a trickle and he licked them off her face. She could only manage a hurt moaning sound.
He decided to undo her bonds. When Cassandra was free she moved to the far side of the bed with her knees up to her chest and her arms around her legs, hugging herself. She just stared at him in fear.
“I’m going to get some work done. When you feel like yourself again come and find me.”
Cassandra nodded quickly and quietly. Russel left the room, shutting off the light and closing the door behind him. Cass stayed still in the same position. Now that he was gone some of her fear had left her, but she didn’t dare move a muscle. She was still scared that if she made a sound he might come back. She tried to dominate her fear but it was useless. She tried to think about the other Batgirls, tried to motivate herself to do something to help them, but in the end she just stayed put. She couldn’t bare to leave the room in case she saw him again.

Russel had made himself a cup of coffee and was going to work on editing all the videos he had of the Batgirls humiliating defeat. He blurred out his face in the few instances it appeared and made sure there was no way to identify him. He spent some time and care doing this and when he was done he saw that the sun was rising outside. It was just past 6 in the morning.
He then gave some commands to the AI systems he had uploaded onto the web. Then he got up and picked up his roll of duct tape and some sex toys and went upstairs to his master bedroom.
Barbara Gordon was fast asleep in his bed when he pulled the covers off her. He admired the redheads body for a moment before taking her by the ankle and yanking her off the bed. She awoke with a thump when she landed on the floor.
“Wha...?” She said as she woke up, confused for a moment and still exhausted. She had only slept a total of two hours throughout the night and was far from feeling refreshed.
“Come on, Babs. Rise and shine.” He said as he pulled a strip of duct tape from the roll. “I’m going to put you in a bitch suit. Help me out.”
Barbara stared at him, bleary eyed for a moment. She didn’t know what he wanted, but Russel showed her. He bent her arms back so that her wrist was touching her shoulder. Then he wrapped her arms in that position with duct tape so that they were useless to her. Then he did the same thing with her legs, bending them so that the heel of her foot was pressed up against her ass cheek. He noticed Barbara’s mounting concern as he did this. She would be completely helpless in this position!
When he was done she was on her knees with her arms folded up. She couldn’t straighten out any of her limbs. She had a nervous look on her face. Then he showed her the large dildo and butt plug and fear crossed over her face.
“You’re...you’re going to put those in me?” She stammered, looking up at him as though he were being unfair. “But...but I thought...”
“What? You thought we shared a moment last night? Just because I made you cum your brains out?” He snickered. “That was just to show you how nice things can be when you act like a good girl. But I’m not finished with you yet, Barbara. You still think of yourself as Batgirl and that’s a big mistake.”
He forced her down to her elbows and knees and he worked the butt plug inside her ass with some of his own saliva. Barbara grunted as it went in. Then he slid two fingers into her pussy and pulled them out and inspected them.
“Some of my cum is still swimming around in your cunt.” He said as he took the dildo and lined it up to her hole. “I hope you’re not fertile right now.”
The words cut through Barbara’s self pity and she felt her heart suddenly race. Was she? She tried to think about when her last period was but that thought was cut short when he shoved the dildo all the way up her. She let out a scream as he mercilessly pushed it all the way to the back of her.
Then he turned the base of the dildo and the device began to vibrate fiercely. Barbara turned around and looked at him with desperate eyes.
“No! Please, this is...this is too much!” She said desperately. Russel simply tore off another strip of duct tape and wrapped it around her crotch and made a kind if diaper to keep the buzzing toy deep inside her.
“Not my problem.” He said as he fixed the dog collar around her neck. He attached the leash to the collar and was pleased with the degrading position Barbara was now in. With the leash in his hand he could pull his pet wherever he liked and Barbara was simply forced to follow him on her elbows and knees.
“Oh, I almost forgot.” Said Russel, as he produced two nipple clamps. Barbara could only watch helplessly as he snapped the steel clamps down on her nipples. She cried out in pain.
“Oh my God, please don’t do this to me! I’ll do anything you want, anything!” She begged. The feeling of the vibrating dildo in her pussy was bad enough but the butt plug made it so much worse, Barbara felt completely filled up! With the nipple clamps on her nipples she felt like she was being assaulted everywhere at once.
Russel smiled as he put her mask back on. She was Batgirl once again. Then he showed her the dildo gag that he had Cassandra steal last night. It was essentially a collar that wrapped around ones head with a rubber cock that would be forced into the mouth of whoever wore it. Barbara looked up at him like a hurt puppy.
“Master!” She cried as he started to put the black dildo to her mouth. “Please, Master, don’t make me wear that! I’ll be a good girl, I swear! I’ll lick your asshole! I’ll suck your cock, whatever you want!”
It was making Russel hard listening to Barbara’s begging and her offers to submit herself fully. But he forced the object in her mouth anyway and clasped the collar closed around the back of her head. Now she could only muffle helplessly. He took hold of her leash and forced her to follow him as he left the room and went downstairs.
It was awkward and painful going down the stairs like this. Barbara couldn’t get her mind off the feelings in her erogenous zones. Her pussy was being constantly assaulted, her asshole was stretched and her nipples felt constant pain. Just as bad however was the fact that she felt like she had a cock in her mouth. Her tongue was forced to slide around the thing, filling her mouth almost completely. She felt utterly degraded, and the fact that she couldn’t even speak made it so much worse. This man could do anything he wanted to her and she couldn’t even beg him to stop.
Eventually the two of them made it to the couch in the living room. He had Barbara sit on the couch facing the TV. She moaned through her gag but he ignored her.
“I’m going to get Cunt. You wait here.”
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