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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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Cunt received the same treatment as Barbara.
When Russel walked into the room in the basement she had only just finally fallen asleep. When he kicked her awake she let out a groaning whining sound. She felt like her escape into her dreams had been taken from her.
There was no fight left in Cunt. He bound her arms and legs tight with duct tape in the same fashion so that she was forced to hobble around on her knees and elbows. A home made bitch suit. Her butt plug was already in and her clamps remained fastened to her nipples. All that Russel needed to do was slide a dildo up the teenagers pussy, switch it on so that it began to vibrate, duct tape it in place, put on the dog collar, put her mask on and fasten the dildo gag around her head and down her throat. Her lovely blue eyes looked at him with fear. She was totally helpless.
Taking the leash that was attached to the collar he lead her upstairs, slowly and painfully for her, until they made it to the living room. Barbara was still on the couch, trying her best to ignore the vibrations in her sore pussy. She glanced up when she saw them come into the room and she had a look of pity on her face, as much for herself as for her friend who she knew was suffering like she was.
He sat Cunt on the other end of the couch and took a place in the middle of it. The girls were on each side of him, sad, beaten and helpless. Each of them were willing to do whatever he said, they just wanted to be free from the awful bondage he put them in.
“It’s almost time for ‘Good morning, Gotham’ to start girls. I never miss it. Let’s all give it a watch, shall we?”
‘Good morning, Gotham’ was the most popular local morning show, featuring news and entertainment segments. 20 thousand people tuned in to the program on any given day.
Russel turned on the TV and the show came on. The two girls stared at it, not understanding. Was he really going to make them watch a TV show? Like this? They glanced at one another but Russel just chuckled to himself.
Five minutes in his AI systems got to work. Suddenly the feed on the television was cut, and then all at once the screen displayed the obscene image of Batgirl, naked and bound with her leg high above her head, her pussy clearly visible, the image crystal clear.
It was the video that Russel had taken the night before. He looked over and saw Barbara’s eyes go wide, staring at the screen.
“I sent this little video to Gotham police last night, but I guess someone high up ordered the video deleted from their network. Anyway that’s no problem, I figured I would share it a little wider this time around.”
Barbara’s head turned sharply towards him at the mention of his sending the video to the GCPD. If that was true then her father would have seen the video! Oh god...
“Mmnnh!” She cried out, muffled by the gag. Russel took her chin in his hand and pointed it back towards the screen.
“I wouldn’t worry about the cops seeing this. Just about everyone in the world is going to get a peek at what you’ve got.”
The girls watched, aghast. They watched as Batgirl begged her captor not to rape her. They watched when he did. They watched as he treated the audience to a vulgar close up of her pussy. And they watched as the crying redhead was unmasked in front of the cameras, bawling uncontrollably as her secret identity was revealed to the public forever.
Barbara was beyond mortified. Up until now she had maintained some small shred of hope. That the Batman or one of her other masked allies would come to the rescue. That they would overcome this man and retrieve the damning video before too many people saw it. If she could just access her Oracle network in time she could eradicate any traces of it and in so doing save herself and the other Batgirls.
Now that hope had been utterly destroyed. Thousands of people were watching this. They had seen every inch of her, they had all witnessed her ultimate failure. Now Barbara didn’t have even an ounce of dignity left...he had taken that from her forever.
She felt sick to her stomach. The TV continued playing the vile rape video as she watched herself on the screen, just a scared girl out of her depth. The victim of a cruel man. She started to shake her head slowly as if she could deny the unthinkable reality that was playing out before her.
Cunt glanced at her mentor and her heart broke for her. She couldn’t imagine the shame Barbara must be feeling right now. Russel gave her a glare however and her eyes quickly went back to the screen. She didn’t want to give him any reason to be mad. She was also silently praying that none of the videos taken of her would be shown.
They all watched as Batgirls limp mask was used to adorn Russel’s cock before he slid himself into her mouth, forced wide open by the ring gag. He was face fucking her on television and when he came they all saw the thick pool of his cum in her mouth as she was forced to swallow it down. Barbara was crying now as she watched it. It was like she was being forced to relive the trauma all over again.
When he made her beg for the camera and put the collar on herself she almost wanted to vomit. How stupid she had been! After all that had happened since then, if only she realized, he never had any intention of withholding this video or letting her or the others go. He had made a fool of her...no, she had made a fool of herself. She was almost angry with the girl she watched on the screen, so naive and hopeful as she prostrated herself pathetically in front of this monster.
The scene on the TV changed and now she was staring directly at the audience wearing her mask again. She introduced herself, giving her real name before she started to lick his ass, keeping her eyes on the viewers the entire time. Russel was completely satisfied with the results, the picture and sound quality were perfect, the framing just right. He was glad he had gone to the trouble to put in overhead lights and get expensive recording equipment.
They all watched as Batgirl rimmed her enemy, staring helplessly at them as she did so. They all watched as she worked her way up his balls and shaft and sucked his cock like it was a lolipop. The longer it went on the more Barbara was certain that her life was over. Even if she could escape she had no idea what she would do.
Russel had emphasized Batgirls rimming and blow job as the scene went on for 10 minutes, the shattered heroine giving his cock, balls and asshole worshipful treatment that should have been reserved for only her lover. He imaged the thousands...no, millions of people who were watching this at this very instant, watching her disgrace as they looked into her lovely green eyes.
When he made her smile wide for the camera, showing all her teeth in an undignified, exaggerated grin Barbara almost felt as if she were looking at someone else. This was beyond mere humiliation. She watched the screen in disgust as he peeled away her mask again, revealing her face to the world, that ridiculously forced smile still on her face, her eyes unwavering and obedient.
More sucking and tonging from the redhead. As he twisted his fingers into her hair he started face fucking her. Watching it all just made the memory so much clearer in Barbara’s mind, as though it had refreshed what she had been trying to forget. She watched her own image gagging and choking on the large cock. Finally he came and she choked and coughed his cum up out of her nose, looking like a broken whore. The picture would be burned into her memory for the rest of her life. And not just her own memory. Russel had made sure that the world would get to enjoy her total degradation.
After the red faced image of her smiled and blew a kiss while holding up a peace sign with her two fingers, the video faded out and a scene Barbara hadn’t been there for appeared.
Cunt knew this was coming. She had tried to prepare herself mentally for what she would be forced to watch but it was no use. She watched as the scene from only hours before unfolded in front of her. First she introduced herself to the camera, naked except for her mask, as she revealed her different alias’s. Then she got down onto her hands and knees. She was about get fucked in the ass.
“This is pretty racy stuff for a morning show, don’t you girls think?” Russel said as he took the remote in his hand. “Maybe we should watch something else.”
He changed the channel, but the exact same scene was on. He changed the channel again to the same effect.
“Huh, funny. Maybe we should just check out the weather network. See what kind of a day we’re in for.”
Even that station was displaying the awful video. Barbara was confused. Had he set all this up on his TV to embarrass them? She was a skilled hacker herself but even this would be impossible for her. Of course there were instances when single stations had been compromised, like when the Joker took over a local network some years ago. But taking control of every channel at once shouldn’t be possible.
Russel seemed to sense this and explained, “Okay, I’ll let you in on the gag. Right now I have a few AI’s I programmed that have infected the satellite network. The video is being broadcast everywhere. I mean globally.”
Barbara tore her eyes away from the screen where Cunt was being fucked in the ass, crying into the camera and begging him to stop. She stared at Russel in disbelief.
“Not just television either. Right now every major social media platform is hosting the video. The AI blocks their censorship algorithms, it can even take complete control and stop them from manually taking down the video. I also took the liberty of making the videos easily downloadable and accessible. Millions of people are getting e-mails right now with exactly that file. Multiple web sites have gone up. Image boards and forums across the net have all had the videos uploaded. Anyway you get the idea. You may have been famous before, but that was nothing to how famous you are now. By the end of today 100 million people will have seen your cunt and your asshole. And let’s not forget your pretty face. I think you’re prettiest when you’re crying, Babs, and I’m sure everyone will agree with me.”
Barbara just stare at him in shock, even as the vibrating dildo inside her continued to relentlessly pulverize her insides. He couldn’t. He was lying. It wasn’t possible, there was no way.
The creeping realization began to dawn on her however, no matter how much she tried to deny it. He had penetrated her Oracle network and laid waste to it. He had taken control of Cassandra’s mind, his commands had worked on Cunt and herself as well. That piece of technology he was using, whatever it was, was giving him the power do this. Of course he could do something like this!
Barbara felt icicles in her stomach. If this was real -and by now she knew in her bones that it was, he wasn’t just lying to her- then it was all over. Truly over. Every single person she knew had seen this. Her secret identity, her body, her crying and begging as she was raped by this stranger...
She felt like she was going to faint. Barbara was breathing hard and rapidly through her nose as her world seemed to be spinning. Somehow she couldn’t come to grips with her reality. This had to be a nightmare. She had to wake up from this now! If this was real then her life was over. She had no future.
By now Cunt had been raped on screen and Cassandra had sucked all the cum out of her ass. The cum had been swapped back to Cunt who swallowed obediently, and the mysterious cock on screen was being sucked clean by the final Batgirl. She was unmasked as well and her beautiful face lit up the screen with a smile as she continued to lick and suck.
Barbara was hyperventilating through her nostrils as her mind screamed out against this injustice. Cunt simply sat there, nearly catatonic as she stared at the screen. Cunt knew what had been done. There hadn’t been any doubt in her mind. He had raped her and named her Cunt, of course he could do whatever he wanted. And now he had done this. She could never again face her family or friends. She felt as though the sight of their faces after the disgrace they had witnessed might actually kill her due to the shame she now felt. She retreated into the depths of her mind. It was easier not to think. To be Cunt. To do as you were told.
Russel told Barbara about the other things he had done. How he had destroyed her personal records, rendered her bankrupt, and had her safe houses and even apartment ransacked. She could only listen in amazement as he accurately described these things, proving that he had every scrap of information about her. His destruction of Batgirl had been total.
The final scene in the video came on, and the two girls appeared together, making out and swapping his cum between them, showing the camera. Cunt stared at the screen almost impassively, but Barbara felt cold, her mind was running around in circles.
She always had a contingency. There was always some plan, some hope. But the situation she found herself in now had obliterated her. He had shattered every little piece of who she was. Her whole life had been destroyed to a point where it could never be repaired.
She looked at Russel in a new light. He wasn’t just the man who raped and unmasked her now. He was the man who killed Batgirl. He was the man who was making her his bitch. It was as though he was now obtaining a mythical status in her mind. Everything she had ever done had come to an end thanks to this person she had just met last night. A man who beat her at everything she was good at and had fucked her brains out against her will.
Finally the obscene video ended and the live feed went back to the three stunned morning hosts. They managed to stammer out an apology to the viewers and promise that technical issues would be looked into. Russel laughed as he switched off the TV.
“Let’s pull those gags out, girls. Your jaws must be getting sore.”
They were, and both Batgirls were thankful when he removed the gags, the dildos covered in saliva as he pulled them out of their mouths.
“Congratulations, girls. You’ve both become the biggest jokes in the world.”
The Batgirls stared at him, shattered. They couldn’t even deny that. There was nothing to compare this with. They had been completely ruined.
“I think you girls had better stay at my house. Imagine the looks on the faces of all your family and friends. That would be really pathetic. Besides, it’s not so bad here. Once you learn your place it can actually be pretty enjoyable. Barbara, we had a good time making love last night, didn’t we? You had two orgasms. Came all over me and dug your nails into me like an animal. It was a special moment. Passionate. Tell Cunt about it.”
Cunt’s eyes shifted to Barbara, who had a guilty look on her face. Despite how low she felt, somehow Cunt felt a sense of betrayal.
Barbara didn’t know what to say. She could see the pain and sadness on Cunt’s face and she wished she could relieve her of some of it.
“Cunt...I’m sorry. I didn’t have a choice...”
“It’s okay.” Cunt said, flat and emotionless.
“You did have a choice technically,” Russel interjected. “I didn’t use any mind control on you. That was just us having a good time together.”
Barbara looked at him and then back to Cunt and her heart was breaking for her friend, who was starting to cry silently.
“Cunt, I’m sorry, I--”
“Don’t call me that!’ The blond girl snapped, her voice shrill as tears began to flow. “Don’t talk to me right now!”
Barbara felt daggers in her heart. She felt like she had let her friend down, that she had betrayed her. Worst of all, she had to call her Cunt. Whatever her real name was wasn’t an option for either of them.
Cunt was weeping to herself now. It wasn’t fair! Barbara had fucked this guy and climaxed with him? How could she? Why did Barbara get to sleep in a comfy bed while she had to lie on a cold hard floor? Why did Barbara get to keep her name while she had been forced to be called Cunt? Why? It wasn’t fair! Cunt felt alone now, like her best friend had turned on her. She gave up in that moment. The world knew who she was anyway, her crime fighting career was over no matter what. She was over. Done. Now she couldn’t even trust Barbara, the one person in the world she thought she could.
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