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Breaking in the Batgirls	By : SmutSenpai Category: DC Verse Comics > Batgirl Views: 281 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Up until this afternoon, Barbara Gordon had been having a perfectly normal day. As usual, her Oracle system was set up to automatically scan the airwaves for any indications of criminal activity that might be due to occur, information she may pass on to Bruce or potentially one of the other Batgirls or masked heroes. She had set it up years ago and had been tweaking and upgrading it ever since and it was so advanced now that it sometimes even predicted criminal activity before it even happened.
That was why when she came out of the shower after her morning workout, she was shocked to see that the network had been devastated by a type of malware that had seemingly come out of nowhere.
Barbara was unsettled by the fact that someone had somehow managed to penetrate her extensive defences and she immediately got to work, trying to salvage what she could and find a source for this attack.
It took her hours to locate the source. A nondescript warehouse on the outskirts of the city. The second she had the location she suited up.
More and more these days she left the active part of her crime fighting career to her two proteges, Cassandra Cain and Stephanie Brown, each of them skilled crime fighters in their own right. But the attack on the Oracle was like an attack on her. It was personal.
A little over an hour later she arrived on the scene, hiding her bike discreetly and scaling a wall to the rooftop of the building across the street. She studied the warehouse. It was very nondescript. She almost wondered if this were the right place, it was hard to imagine such a two bit operation could have succeeded in breaking her firewalls.
Barbara had however learned not to judge a book by its cover. As she monitored the area she caught sight of two men standing guard outside one of the doorways. Although their weapons were concealed she knew right away that they were armed. This confirmed the fact that there was more to this picture than met the eye.
Moving swiftly and silently Batgirl made her way stealthily across the street. She spotted a camera and disabled it before moving in on the guards. Her attack was sudden and precise, and by the time the men knew what was happening it was already too late. She was able to subdue them before they had even reached their weapons.
The door they guarded was locked. Searching the two unconscious men she frowned slightly as neither of them seemed to have a key. Not that this would stop her, although time was of the essence and she wanted to move quickly before her presence was detected. Pulling out a pair of lock picks from her utility belt she set to work on the door. In less than a minute it swung open silently.
Now she was prowling through the building. Another security camera was disabled by her. And then another. She spotted two more guards before they were aware of her presence and once again her attack caught them by complete surprise, her foot smashing one of them in the jaw and sending him to the floor unconscious. The second man was up in a flash, his reflexes sharp, and he threw a fist at her head. The redheaded hero slipped under his punch however and grabbed hold of the man, twisting her hips and sending him flying through the air in a well executed judo throw. He landed hard on his head and was dazed. She rendered him fully unconscious with a blow to the head.
She wasn’t even breathing hard and was satisfied that she had been able to dispatch four guards without even exerting herself. She was still cautious but her confidence was growing as she approached what she was sure was the main server room. One more dimly lit corridor with a door at the end of it. It was a cheap wooden door and didn’t look like it had any locking mechanism. She burst into the room by smashing the door down, ready for an ambush, but was greeted only by a single man.
He was a tall guy, maybe 6 foot 3. He was standing in what looked like a room that had been converted into an office. It was spacious and furnished modestly but comfortably. On the desk behind the man was a simple laptop. Barbara couldn’t imagine that he had managed to bypass her encryption with what didn’t even look to be a state of the art piece of tech, but she supposed it was technically possible. She had to get a look at that computer.
“Excuse me!” She said to him in a cheerful tone, knowing that it irked many of the more serious criminals in the underworld. “Don’t mind me, I’m just here to smash all your servers and collect any data you may have. Then I’ll be on my way.”
The mans face turned into a grin as he leered at the younger girl. He stood still and was unafraid.
“Batgirl.” He said in a way that made it sound almost perverse. “It’s nice to finally meet you. I’d love to get to know you better. How about I slap you down and rape you right here in my office? That’s a great way to get to know a girl.”
“A simple nice to meet you would have sufficed, but I guess this works too.” She said. She was unfazed by his words. In her years of crime fighting she had gotten used to all sorts of crude comments by the less refined members of Gotham cities criminal underbelly. She was also no stranger to facing larger men who thought that just because they outweighed her that they would be able to easily stomp her into the dirt. She’d faced more guys like that than she could count, yet here she stood.
“How about we skip the whole rape thing and I take you to Arkham Asylum? Clearly you’re not right in the head.” Then she sped forward and leaped into an attack.
The kick came fast. Russel saw it coming and stepped to the side, but already Batgirl had shifted her stance and threw another kick his way. He was able to dodge it thanks only to his augmented reflexes, and he noticed how effortlessly she had blended tae kwon do and muay thai styles in her attack. He was impressed by her skill, which was almost better than he thought possible for a girl her age.
Another flurry of blows from Batgirl. Russel moved back and dodged with nearly inhuman speed but despite this one of Batgirls fists got through. It was a good punch, a hard punch that caught him on the chin, but whether from the adrenaline he was feeling or the effects of the artifact, he hardly felt the blow at all.
The two fighters circled one another for a moment before Russel launched into his own attack. He lunged forward and let his fists go. Batgirl deftly slipped under his hands and countered with a kick to his midsection, followed up by a left and then a right hand, both of which landed flush on the bigger man. Despite her successful strikes however he barely flinched.
In closer range now Batgirl threw a high kick aimed at his head, hoping to knock him out with this one. Russel slid his head out of the way and countered. A powerful right hook crashed into the side of Batgirls head, knocking her completely off balance and causing her to slam into the wall behind her.
He was a little surprised to see her stagger back to her feet so quickly. Evidently she had a great chin as well as masterful martial arts and hacking skills. He licked his lips. To him she seemed perfect.
Batgirl was thankful that he didn’t press his attack as she struggled to regain her composure. Back on her feet she faced him, putting her fists up defensively while she willed her head to clear and body to recover.
“You really are a tough nut to crack.” She said to him, trying to sound casual, not wanting to show any weakness to her opponent who just stared at her. She studied him for a moment. He seemed like an ordinary man, albeit in very good shape, but his speed and strength were comparable with Batman himself. Could he be a metahuman? If so then she had definitely underestimated him, and silently she wished that she had the foresight to bring Cass with her.
Then her assailant finally moved towards her and she darted away to the side, trying to keep a safe distance. She had to fight smart if she was going to get out of this. Reaching to her belt she threw a Batarang which just narrowly missed one of his eyes. This seemed to anger him and at once he charged towards her, not giving her any more time to make use of her utility belt.
Russel already knew the contents of her belt from when he searched the Oracle network. He was glad that it was just a batarang she had thrown and not a flash bang, although in this close range that might be dangerous to her as well. Nevertheless he decided to finish this fight. Batgirl tried to slide out of the way but he was just as fast as her and pursued her. Then she pivoted towards him, planting her feet firmly on the floor before throwing a terrific roundhouse kick which landed with a cracking sound on his side.
He felt a stab of pain in his ribs but didn’t let up, and with blinding speed he grabbed a fistful of red hair and yanked it up, using this control to throw a heavy knee into her midsection. The blow knocked all the wind out of her and she would have collapsed to the floor as pain exploded in her stomach, but Russel still held her dangling by her hair.
Carrying her like a doll now he walked back to his desk while she fought for breath and with a sweeping motion brushed everything off it with his arm. Then he lay Batgirl down on it who was still struggling to recover and climbed onto the large desk himself, sitting on her hips and pinning her body down under his.
With his right hand he clamped down on her neck and began to squeeze. She had just barely been able to recover her breath before he again cut it off, and with both hands she desperately tried to pry his fingers away. It was no use, his hand was like a vice and her face began to turn red as she struggled.
“I know all about you, Barbara.” He said to her, using her real name. His reached down to the buckle on her utility belt and undid it. Then he began to cup at her crotch for a moment before pushing his fingers in over top her costume. “You don’t seem to have had many boyfriends. Spent all your time training, did you? I wonder how many men have been with you? Or if you’ve even been fucked at all?”
Batgirl was barely able to suck in any air at all as she continued to try and wrench free of his hand. The fact that he used her real name was bad enough, but she couldn’t ignore the fact that his hand was now pressing into her crotch. Of course there had been all kinds of threats of this kind before, but no one had ever actually made it this far. She felt some small piece of her spirit breaking and tried not to panic. She had to fight!
Russel could feel her squirming and fighting under him and didn’t want to give her any more chances. With his alien enhanced strength he began to squeeze even tighter on her neck. At once Batgirls eyes widened and her attempts at prying away his hand became desperate. Then her eyes began to flutter as consciousness started to leave her.
He was watching carefully, not wanting to accidentally kill the masked girl now that he had her. When her body went limp he released her immediately and set to work. First he undid the clasps that held her cape to her suit. Then he undid the collar of her jacked and unzipped it, revealing a plain black sports bra.
Then he went down to her feet and unlaced her boots before sliding them off her feet, her socks following right after. Finally he slid her pants down her waist, pulling them completely off her and leaving them in a crumpled pile on the floor next to her belt. Her legs were smooth and blemishless and she wore a matching set of black athletic shorts.
Barbara started to recover now and Russel knew she would be awake soon. He clambered up onto the desk once more and sat on her again. With his left hand he took hold of her wrists and held them together tight above her head, and with his right hand he reached around and began to feel the outline of her vulva underneath her underwear.
As consciousness returned to Barbara she was instantly aware of the danger she was in. At once she tried to buck her hips up and throw him off, while at the same time using all her might to break her hands free. It was absolutely no use however as the man on top of her was far too strong and heavy for her to have a chance.
Then she became aware of where his free hand was and she shuddered. He had removed her pants and utility belt while she had been unconscious and now his fingers could dig even further into her intimate parts. She looked up to see him grinning down at her.
“So tell me, Batgirl,” Russel said tauntingly, “When I spread your cunt open and take a look am I going to find a virgin snatch down there? Or are you just a typical little whore?”
“F-fuck off you creep!” She said through gritted teeth, her arms straining uselessly against his. Normally she refrained from using foul language but his perverted comments along with his hand molesting her crotch was starting to get to her.
In truth, Barbara was quite afraid now. The placement of his free hand fondling her sent shivers through her and she did her best to ignore the unwanted touching. She knew she was in a bad situation and that she may not be able to free herself, but she didn’t want to give this man any satisfaction and so she put on a brave face. If only she could free her hands, she could get to the transponder embedded in her cowl. It was the only tool she had left at her disposal with her belt gone now. She had a direct link to the other two Batgirls, Cassandra and Stephanie, who would at this time just be getting ready for their nightly patrols. She just had to break free!
Russel could feel her struggles and they were turning him on. He was in complete control and he continued to feel up the trapped heroine underneath him, clearly tracing the outline of her pussy through the thin fabric of her underwear. After he grew bored with this he let go of her crotch and reached around somewhat awkwardly to the top drawer on the desk he was on. Opening it, he reached in and came out with a large pair of scissors.
With a quick movement he slid the blade of the scissors up under the center of her bra and cut the strap. Batgirl could only look down helplessly as he made a few more cuts at the straps that went over her shoulders. In a few seconds her bra had been cut to pieces and discarded, revealing her perky breasts to her enemy.
“Nice set of tits, Batgirl.” He said approvingly. “I wonder what they would look like all filled up with milk? What do you think? I bet we could find out, I’d be willing to pump a baby into your belly.”
His crude comments coupled with being so exposed had Barbara both furious and afraid. She had to get out, but her struggles had only served to exhaust her arms. With no other options she reached her head up as far as it would go and spat directly into his face.
“You’re a pig!” She cursed at him, although her words didn’t faze the man on top of her and sounded hollow considering the circumstances.
Russel smiled at her and casually turned his body so he could see her bottom half. Then he released the grip on her wrists and used both hands to hold up the bands of her underwear and snip them off with the scissors. After two cuts he happily pulled off her ruined undergarments, revealing a soft tuft of red pubic hair on her mound.
While he was focused on this however he had released her hands and immediately Batgirl put her hand to her mask, turning on her voice transponder.
“Batgirls! Come in, Batgirls! SOS! I’m in trouble! Sending my coordinates now! Hurry! Come quick!”
Russel turned to her casually. He was already familiar with the schematics of her suit and the fact that she could get in touch with the other Batgirls just by touching her hand to her head. But that was what he wanted. It would probably be at least an hour before they were able to reach him, and when they did, he would be ready. That would be more than enough time to start breaking in his new toy.
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