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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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They all slept together in the bed that night, the entire room reeking of sex. The three Batgirls were beyond exhaustion, having been deprived of so much sleep and being forced into so many sex acts. Their mental and emotional states had been battered and none of them woke up when Russel got off the bed and had a warm shower in the adjoining room.
When he was done he strode back in and looked at the three sleeping beauties on his bed. He made sure to fill Barbara and Cassandras asses with their butt plugs before letting them sleep. The girls had been so worn out that they barely registered it and fell back into their slumber seconds later.
Amazingly, Russel was only feeling minor fatigue. He decided to take care of one more piece of business before turning in the for the night.
Picking the artifact up he sat down cross legged on the floor and got to work. It was time for another video dump. Everything that had been captured since his last act of exposing the Batgirls would be uploaded in a similar fashion, although he didn’t bother with hijacking prime time news this time. It wasn’t necessary. The entire world was still rocked by what it had seen, and everyone was watching for updates.
He took some time to edit the videos together, making them more cohesive and digestible. Seeing some of the scandalous footage he had captured over the last day started to give him an erection and for a moment he considered pulling one of his slaves off the bed and fucking her on the floor. He decided against it however and kept at his work. When he was finished, he handed the files off to his AI programs, which would make sure that the film would be uploaded and spread far and wide, permanently.
It wouldn’t be long before the most crucial piece of the film, namely Barbara’s naming of Bruce Wayne as Batman, would be seen. It would rock the world, likely even shifting some of the focus of the narrative. Cassandra being his adopted daughter and also one of the Batgirls tied up in this mess would only further implicate him.
To drive the nail home he leaked some sensitive bits of data to various investigative journalists. Details that exposed some of the offshore bank accounts that Bruce Wayne had established to fund his vigilante activities. A clear paper trail that would link the two men and indicate that they were in fact one and the same. It would be impossible to prove otherwise. From this point on the Batmans identity would no longer be a secret.
When this was done Russel decided it was time for sleep. He let the artifact down on his dresser and climbed into the bed with his three girls. They barely stirred as he made himself comfortable in between them. He could smell their bodies, hear the sound of their breathing as they slept. The three girls were naturally beautiful and his possession of them made him smile.
Despite their toughness and their skill and dedication to their cause they were still just girls. They could be overpowered. They could be raped and bred and made to bend to his will. Made to degrade themselves for his pleasure. He had shown them that. Their psyches had been permanently damaged now. At this point all that was left for him to do was continue their reeducation. They would make fine sex slaves. Fine house maids. And fine mothers.

When the first morning sunlight crept into the window Russel woke up. He was completely rested and stretched out comfortably. His body felt strong and his mind awake and sharp. He got out of bed and looked at his girls who were still sleeping.
“Rise and shine, Bat-bitches,” He said with a grin. “Today is the first day of the rest of your lives.”
The girls barely moved but there was some motion. Cassandra opened her eyes and as she caught sight of her Daddy her face broke into a sleepy smile.
“Good morning, Daddy.” She said to him, slowly sitting up and rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.
“Morning, Cass. Your friends are a lazy pair of whores, aren’t they?” He said, picking up a small bottle of lube on the bedside table next to the bed. He squirted some into his hand and lathered his cock until it glistened.
Barbara and Cunt were still asleep and Russel spread Cunt’s legs and moved in between her. Without any ceremony he simply slid his himself deep inside of her and with a shrill gasp Cunt opened her eyes wide.
“Time to wake up, Cunt.” He said as he started to fuck his blond pet. He took leisurely thrusts inside the girls pussy. Cunt had been startled awake and didn’t have time to get herself worked up, but the lube made it so that the thick cock that had been forced into her glided in and out with almost no friction. Her pussy was sensitive from the pounding it had taken the night before, but at least it wasn’t painful for her.
“Good morning, Daddy.” Cunt said in a squeaky voice, awake suddenly. She stared at him like a child. She had to collect her wits quickly. Remind herself that she wasn’t in her own bed at home. Remind herself that she was Cunt and this was her Daddy and he could do anything he wanted to her and she had to make him happy. Remind herself of those incredible orgasms he could give her that made her willing to throw her old life in the trash and devote herself to him fully, mind, body and soul. And remind herself of how easy it was for him to hurt her and punish her if she decided to be a bad girl.
In less than a minute of gentle penetration, Cunt was wide awake and Russel stopped, just as she was warming up to the idea of sex. He pulled out of her, still wet with lube and pussy juice and moved over to Barbara, who was still asleep. He repeated the process with her, sliding into her snatch and waking her up fully as his cock pushed its way into her guts. Like Cunt, Barbara let out a yelp at the suddenness of being jolted awake by her pussy being filled.
Barbara Gordon stared up at her new master, startled out of her dreamless sleep. The feeling of his hard cock sliding easily up and down inside of her brought her instantly back into the reality of her life. Her rest had been badly needed although she felt she could have slept another six hours. She didn’t want to wake up. Sleep had been a welcomed refuge for her mind and body. She wished she could go back, she wasn’t sure if she could handle another day as this mans prisoner.
“I hope you little sluts had a good sleep.” Russel said as he fucked the original Batgirl. He admired the look of her little pussy lips as they folded and followed the direction of his cock moving in or out. He could feel the butt plug inside of her as he plundered her pink hole.
“We did, Daddy. Thank you.” Said Cunt, eager to please him and start today on the right foot. She kept her legs spread open, displaying her young pussy to him. Russel grinned and pulled out of Barbara, going back to the blond snatch being offered to him.
He fucked Cunt. Slowly at first, and then vigorously when both of their sexual energies had synchronized and been worked up to an appropriate level. He kept his thrusts measured and patient and waited for Cunt to start cumming before he let his own balls go, draining his thick white seed into Cunt’s fertile belly as she had her climax. Barbara and Cassandra watched the copulation in front of them, Cassandra looking a little jealous and very horny.
When Russel finally pulled out of Cunt Cassandra was right there with an eager look on her face.
“Can I have your cum, Daddy?” She said as though she were a child asking her father for a toy.
“Sure, Cass. Just make sure you share with Barbara.”
Cassandra let out a happy sound as she moved to Cunt’s legs. Cunt was breathing hard and watched as Cassandra started kissing her inner thighs, moving slowly down between her legs.
“Good morning, Cunt.” Cassandra said to her, with the same kindness and love as she would have for a sister. She kept on kissing the blond girls legs, making full eye contact as she finally made it to the pussy that had just been fucked.
Cassandra used her tongue to gently slide up and down the younger girls vulva, tasting some of her Daddies cum which was starting to seep out. She twirled around Cunt’s clit, which was swollen and peeking out of it’s hood now, and pleasured her for a while before she started to eagerly suck at the entrance of her twat.
Cunt closed her eyes. Cassandra’s tongue felt good and Cunt herself felt as if she were being treated like a queen. It was jarring at first for her to be woken up the way she had been, but her Daddy had been gentle with her and Cass was going out of her way to give her pleasure. Cunt pushed her vaginal muscles as best she could while Cassandra continued to suck, and she could feel the semen as it seeped from her pussy into Cassandras mouth.
When Cass had a decent mouthful she turned to Russel and opened her mouth to show him. She writhed her tongue around in her mouth, making sure to taste the thick spunk completely, before moving up to Barbara.
Barbara opened her mouth and accepted Cass’s lips on hers. She instantly tasted the thick semen as it was pushed into her mouth. Cassandra only kept a little of it in her own mouth and she gleefully swallowed it and stuck her clean tongue out at Russel, who nodded his head approvingly.
“Let’s have a show, Babs.” He said to the redhead. Barbara nodded and opened her own mouth. She swirled the jizz around in her mouth, trying her best to be sexy, although unlike Cass her heart wasn’t in it. She pushed the cum up until it nearly spilled over her lips before sucking it all back in her mouth. She repeated this a few times, then showed her cum coated tongue once more before finally swallowing it.
“Good girls.” Russel said, satisfied. “I’m sure my cum is a treat, but it’s time for some real breakfast. Cass, get your ass downstairs. You get to be our chef for the morning. Barbara and Cunt, you might want to brush those teeth and get cleaned up.”
Cassandra beamed with pride at being given a task she could do for her Daddy and she happily got up and strode out of the room, completely naked. Russel watched her plugged ass as she went and got up and followed her. Even though he had just climaxed he felt he had another one in him and Cassandra had a pussy that was unfucked so far today. He followed her out the room.

“Babs,” Cunt said with a smile, still lying on her back, her body stretching luxuriously, “Last night was so...intense.”
The blond girl turned her body slightly to look at her friend, who was sitting up with a sullen look on her face.
“I’ve never been fucked like that before,” She continued, hoping to share some of her enthusiasm with Barbara. “But...doing it with you, and with Cass...well...it just made the whole thing so much better!”
Barbara heard the words but didn’t look at Cunt. For the first time since the ordeal started she had managed to get almost a full night of rest. It wasn’t enough to recover fully, but her mind felt less exhausted and she was able to think clearly.
Cunt had loved it. That was obvious to her. Cassandra too, although she was still under the effects of mind control. But there was no doubt in Barbara’s mind that Cunt was well and truly broken. She didn’t blame her friend, despite her feelings of resentment the day before. By now she accepted that Cunt was coping in the only way she could.
Barbara wasn’t so sure about herself. When she thought about the events of last night she felt a strange warmth within. Being close with Cunt and Cassandra, kissing them, loving them and sharing in the raw sexuality that their fate had delivered to them had been scandalous. Salacious. And enjoyable. It would be so easy to give in to this new life her master had forced on her. It wasn’t like there was anything good waiting for her outside of this house. Her old life had been obliterated and she had been utterly ruined as a woman and as a person. And the whole world had seen.
She would adapt. Humans were adaptable creatures and Barbara more than most. There had been many women throughout history who had been taken; claimed as prizes for strong or powerful men. Barbara was now simply the latest in that long history that stretched back to the earliest days of man. The fact that her friends were here with her would make it better. The presence of Cunt and Cassandra would make it easier on her. They would be like sisters in a way. Closer than that even. All she had to do was submit to him and she was sure that the three of them could make him happy, get him to treat them with respect. It could work.
“Babs?” Cunt said. She could see Barbara was lost in thought but the redhead was not smiling and Cunt suddenly felt a little ashamed.
“Barbara.” She said, her voice more serious now. “It’ll be okay. I’m sorry. I know it’s hard but...what can we do? What’s done is done. We have to try and make the best of this situation.”
Barbara’s eyes finally found Cunts and there was uncertainty in them.
“Cunt...” She started, but didn’t know what to say. “I...”
She turned her head away. She couldn’t face Cunt right now. She had let her down by bringing her into this and now she was being comforted by her friend who was only acting this way because of the severe trauma and abuse she had been subjected to. It wasn’t right.
Looking away from Cunt her eyes panned across the room and landed on the mysterious device that sat on a dresser by the wall. She studied it for a moment. Then she felt goosebumps rise on her arms.
That was it. That was how he had managed to defeat them. That thing -whatever it was- gave him his awesome power. He hadn’t been born with his abilities, they were not innate to his being. It all coursed through that strange object that he held in his hands. And it was sitting there unattended.
“What is it?” Cunt asked.
Barbara didn’t even hear her. Her heart was pounding as she glanced at the doorway. He was gone. This might be her one chance! If he had used the device to do all this then maybe she could use it herself to undo everything. She could free them all, she could erase any trace of those awful videos he had taken. She could still make this right!
She slid over to the side of the bed and leapt off it, but she nearly fell to the ground when she landed on her feet.
“Oh!” She cried out. Her legs were wobbly. She was suddenly aware of the feeling in her pelvic floor. Her abductor muscles in her thighs, her vagina, even her anus...she had been fucked so ruthlessly and so often over the last day and a half that she actually had trouble just standing up.
“What are you doing, Babs?” Cunt asked. She watched as her mentor staggered over to the side of the room with the dresser on it. Her eyes grew wide when she saw Barbara pick it up.
“Barbara!” Cunt cried out in a loud whisper. “What the hell are you doing?”

Cassandra was moaning like a bitch in heat. No sooner had she stepped into the kitchen than she had felt her hair being pulled, yanking her back into the arms of her Daddy.
Russel caught up to his pet, nude except for the plug that he had put in her ass all night, and taking her by the hair he pulled her back into his arms. Cassandra let out a yelp of delight and she spun around and wrapped her arms around his powerful body. She had a wide eyed smile as she did this. She loved it when Daddy was rough and just took her.
Russel put his hands under her armpits and lifted her lithe body up like she was weightless. Cassandra spread her legs wide and, without words, they both guided her wet pussy towards his thick cock which was standing up as hard as a piece of marble.
He penetrated the 19 year old with virtually no resistance, her body aching to accept him. When he slid up inside her Cassandra felt a violent pleasure stab through her and she let out a cry of ecstasy. It was like his member was the key to her existence, the one and only thing that could ever truly unlock her self worth or her happiness. Everything was right when Daddy was fucking her like the little slut girl she was always meant to be. She loved him with all her heart. She was honored that he had chosen her to be one of his pets. Her soul belonged to him.
With his large hands on her small butt cheeks and Cassandra’s legs wrapped tight around him, Russel had easy control over the girl. He used this leverage to lift her body and slam her down on him, impaling her deeply with his prick. Cassandra shuddered when he did this and pulled herself closer to him. She bit her lower lip to help with the pain and she looked into his eyes with wonder.
“You were born to be a piece of fuck-meat,” Russel said to her, his face inches from hers. She nodded her head as he said this, still biting her lip which gave her an erotic, sultry appearance.
“I’m your fuck meat, Daddy.” She said to him, her voice feminine and sincere. “I’m all yours. I’m your little fuck-bitch Batgirl.”
He kept fucking her to the sound of her rasping breath. Cassandra’s face was flushed and she started to moan as she slammed her eyes shut. Russel could see her grit her teeth and he knew she was going to cum. He picked up his pace and revelled in the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of her tight pussy. He wanted to join her in her orgasm.
Cass came first. Her little body started to writhe around in his hands but Russel held her firm and kept fucking her. The powerful command that he had over her only served to heighten her experience and the teen felt her pussy explode. She sprayed her excitement all over his crotch and down his leg, wailing with delight as he ransacked her cunt.
Russel was about to let his balls go when he felt an intuitive nudge. It was peculiar in that it wasn’t a physical sensation, more just a vague knowing that something was amiss. He let Cassandra down onto the floor. She was still breathing hard, coming down from her explosive climax.
Without a word Russel headed towards the stairs that lead up to the master bedroom.

“How does he work this thing?” Barbara said desperately, speaking to herself more than anything.
She had run her hands and her fingers all over the bizarre object. It had no buttons or triggers or any mechanism at all she could find. Her technical knowledge was vast but this strange artifact was beyond her.
“Barbara...please! You’re going to get us in trouble!” Cunt said, scared. She was sitting on her knees on the bed and watching with horror as Barbara tried to operate the artifact.
“It must operate on a psychic wavelength, that’s the only way.” She said, again to herself. She wasn’t listening to Cunt at all, all her focus was geared towards finding a way to unlock what she held in her hands.
She held it up to the light and noticed the markings which looked like some kind of runes. She had only the most basic exposure to alien scripts and knew she was out of her depth in trying to decode the meaning to them, if there even was any. She decided to just try to operate it.
“He just holds it and speaks commands.” She said, grasping it in both of her hands as she had seen him do. She turned to Cunt. “This has to work!”
“Please don’t, Babs!” Cunt begged her friend. She was becoming genuinely afraid for both of them. For what might happen if her Daddy found out what they had done. Or paradoxically, what it would mean if Barbara succeeded.
Barbara closed her eyes for a moment and concentrated. She opened her eyes and looked at Cunt.
“You will remember your real name.” Barbara said. She had tried to issue a command using the power that she knew the artifact contained but it didn’t seem like it worked.
Cunt shook her head. “I’m still Cunt, Barbara...it’s not working. Please, please put it down?”
Barbara took a deep breath and tried to clear her head. She focused her entire being on making this work. Somehow she had to find a way to interface with the artifact.
“You will remember your real name.” She repeated, but Cunt just shook her head, a hopeless look on her face.
Then Barbara heard the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs from outside the door. Panicking, she quickly placed the artifact back where she had found it. Then she took a few hasty steps away from it.
The door opened and Russel stood in the doorway. He could almost smell the fear. Barbara standing there naked in the middle of the room, awkwardly trying to look casual. Cunt on the bed, pensive and worried looking.
“Cunt.” He said, looking over to the bed where she was propped up on her knees. “Do you want to tell me something?”
“She...I mean, I...” Cunt stammered, at a loss for words. She looked over at Barbara, unsure of what to do.
Barbara’s soul shrieked out in alarm. All he had to do was ask her what she had been doing. She was under his command, she couldn’t lie to him! He turned his eyes to her questioningly and she felt her stomach turn and her legs go weak.
Then in a flash she ran over to where the artifact lay. She picked it up in both hands and faced him.
“Let us go!” She cried out, a tremor in her voice. Russel stood there for a moment and started to walk towards her.
Barbara retreated, backing up into the room, gripping the alien device. She turned it in her hands and tried again.
“Stop!” She screamed at him. There was no change in his demeanor as he walked towards her. Barbara kept backing up, knowing she was running out of time.
“Please!” She cried out, holding the artifact with total desperation. “Let us go!”
She felt herself at the edge of the room, her back to the wall. Russel strode towards her menacingly and Barbara felt her spirit break. She dropped the artifact and fled into the corner of the room, falling to her knees. She started to cry.
It was well and truly over for her. She knew that now. The one chance she might have had to escape and to turn things around had not worked. She had failed. Barbara looked up fearfully at the man who now owned her. She was genuinely frightened. She didn’t know what he would do to her.
Russel stood in front of her and watched her weep. His cock was still raging hard, having been denied his orgasm with Cass. He said nothing, just watched the sobbing mess that Barbara Gordon had been reduced to.
By now Cassandra had come into the room to check on the commotion. She was at her Daddies side right away.
“What’s happening, Daddy?” She asked.
“Barbara here tried to betray us.” Russel said in a measured voice.
Cassandra’s eyes went cold as she turned to the girl who was on her knees in front of them. Barbara saw the look on her face and the icy malice that was directed at her. It intimidated her to her core and in that moment she was even more afraid of Cass than she was of her master.
Russel beckoned Cunt and the blond girl dutifully came up to his other side. Barbara looked at Cunt but all she saw was disapproval from her young friend.
“Cunt, Cass. Get to work on my cock while I decide what to do with this bad girl.”
The two obedient Batgirls got down to their knees. Opening their mouths they wrapped their lips around each side of Russel’s shaft and started to suck. Cunt could smell and taste Cass on her Daddy’s dick and guessed that he must have made her cum in the short time they were downstairs together. She was glad to have a task to focus on. Although she was upset with Barbara for what she had done she was glad that Daddy didn’t seem angry with her. And in truth she felt a little bad for Barbara. It was so hard for the original Batgirl to let go of her old life and embrace the reality in front of her. But then Cunt reminded herself of how much more Babs had in her old life than she did. Barbara had a caring and loving father, where all Cunt had was a petty criminal for a dad. Barbara had the respect of everyone, Batman included, whereas Cunt had to work twice as hard, tirelessly to be given even close to the same level of respect.
She felt a small pang of envy towards her mentor. Of course she would risk it all to keep what she had. Barbara had so much more than she did. Although Cunt and Cassandra wore the mantle of Batgirl, Babs was the original. More than that, even. She was the Oracle. A life of servitude was beneath her, at least she must have thought so.
Cunt stuck her tongue out as far as she could reach and she ran it up and down the length of shaft in front of her face. She turned her eyes upward as she lapped her Daddy’s cock like she was a puppy.
She decided that Barbara deserved what she got. She wasn’t getting out of this no matter how much she kicked or screamed. If she wanted to do it the hard way then that would be her choice. But Cunt wasn’t going to jeopardize her own situation, not when she had been doing so good and Daddy had been treating her so well.
Cassandra was watching Cunt, inches from her face, and was impressed with her performance. Cunt knew how to look good. The way she slid her tongue along Daddy, kissing him softly and looking up with those blue eyes. Cass almost felt jealous of her young friend, who had a natural beauty that she thought she would never possess. Cassandra stuck her tongue out and started to dance it along her side of the cock, emulating Cunt and looking up at her Daddy for approval.
He didn’t look down. Instead he was focused on Barbara, who continued to sob quietly on her knees in front of them with her eyes cast down. Cass glanced over at her for a second before returning her focus to Daddy’s cock. She loved Barbara like a sister, but if Babs had betrayed Daddy then she had betrayed them all. She was ready to attack or do whatever she was told to do. If Daddy told her to hurt Barbara she would. If he told her to kill her she would. And if he had been willing to forgive her for her transgression then Cassandra would too. As it was, sucking his cock was more important than any of that right now. She put her full focus on the task at hand, and her eyes met Cunts and she smiled at her.
Russel continued to stand there, enjoying the two teenage mouths as they worshipped his manhood while he glared at Barbara who kept looking down. It had been an odd thing when he received the impression from the artifact. It was as if there was some kind of fail safe that had been built into the device to prevent it from being used on the person controlling it. That seemed the most likely, since Russel himself never thought to install such a function.
He hadn’t really been worried about any of the Batgirls using it against him. It had taken him weeks of concentrated effort to finally be able to interface with it, and still more time after that to become proficient in its use. Nevertheless it was a healthy reminder to be more cautious in the future.
“So what do you have to say for yourself?” He asked her.
Although she didn’t know what would be in store for her, Barbara knew she was at her end. Beyond trying to use his own device against him, she couldn’t think of any other way out of her predicament. It was truly over now. She shook her head helplessly, tears still flowing.
“I...I just want to g-go home...” She managed to stammer through her sobbing. “Please, sir...please let me go...”
“I must have really fucked your brains out, you dumb cunt,” Russel said without pity. “That shithole apartment of yours has been torn to pieces. You don’t have a penny to your name. Everything you’ve ever built is in ruins. And your identity is known worldwide, along with every little bump and ridge on that gash between you legs.”
Barbara kept sniffling and managed to look up, meeting his gaze with her watery green eyes. The truth of his words were undeniable.
“This is your home. You just haven’t accepted it yet. Maybe it’s my fault for having been too easy on you. Maybe I should show you how lucky you’ve been. Maybe I should really punish you.” He looked down at the other two Batgirls, happy together with their mouths on his cock. They had both met each other at the tip of his penis and were french kissing each other with his head in the middle of the action, slathered with their combined saliva. “What do you girls think? Does Barbara here deserve to be punished?”
Cassandra put his cock head in her mouth for a moment and pulled away from it with a loud popping sound. She looked up at Russel.
“Punish her, Daddy. She’s been a bad girl.”
He turned his eyes to Cunt who looked up at him.
Cunt was quiet for a moment. She could feel all eyes on her. Then she nodded her head.
“Yes,” She said, turning to face Barbara now. Barbara looked brokenly into Cunt’s eyes. “You should punish her, Daddy. It will be for her own good.”
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