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Notes from the author: I had this sitting in my PC for quite some time. I have taken parts out for other stories over the years and just didn’t have the heart to take anymore out. Thus, I slapped some parts in and tried to complete the chapter. So here’s hoping that it all makes sense.

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Gate Crashing Gotham City

Chapter 3

By: Night Creeper

            Chun Li, former Interpol agent, was panting for breath as her hands were planted against the top of a desk. Her blue blouse was hugging her waist as her tits hung out from her black push-up bra, which was bunched up beneath her melons. The Chinese woman’s black thigh-high stockings with thin black straps connecting to her black garter-belt were still holding together pretty well under the conditions. Of course, finishing the ensemble was a pair of black high heels. Chun Li’s body was parallel to the floor whereas her legs were perpendicular to the floor, while Joker plugged her ass. The sound of skin slapping filled the room, but it was easily drowned out by Chun Li’s moaning.

            Officer Montoya envied the Chinese woman and would have been jealous of her if they weren’t such close lovers. She knew that Chun Li was Joker’s favorite and that she would have the honor of bearing a child for Joker, something that Officer Montoya wanted. However, since Joker, her master, wanted it, she was willing to go along with his choice.

            Chun Li knew deep down that she should resist Joker. She knew that somehow he had overridden her morals. Joker had violated her time and time again yet she allowed him nonetheless. Worse yet, she actually enjoyed it, not to mention, begged for it. The Chinese woman had done so many things at Joker’s request, things that she normally would have never done or even thought of doing. Chun Li’s old life seemed like a distant memory as her mind kept her busy with erotic thoughts and images. However, she could remember a few things, but they were no longer clear. “What is this?” she moaned as she saw the white powder in front of her, scattered on the desk.

            “A present,” Joker groaned as he thrust into her ass.

            “Present. Chun Li like,” she cooed.

            “Yes you will. Lick it up with your tongue or snort it up with your nose. It doesn’t matter, Chun Li. But just remember that you will like it,” Joker laughed.

            “Use your tongue and lick up the delicious drug,” Officer Montoya whispered into Chun Li’s ear.

            “Drugs?” Chun Li moaned as she remembered something. The thought was so fuzzy. Her vision was very cloudy. She remembered trying to do something with drugs. Drugs seemed so familiar. She was trying to decide if her life had been dedicated to stopping it or did she really like it. The Chinese woman remembered seizing a lot of it, but she couldn’t remember what she did with it.

            “You like drugs, Chun Li. It makes you sluttier and hornier. Two things that I like,” Joker panted.

            “Chun Li likes to please Joker,” she moaned as she whipped her head, stuck out her tongue, and collected the powder. She then retracted her tongue and swallowed. Instantly, Chun Li felt her heart race as pussy gushed out of her sex. Her entire body was on fire as the drug coursed through her bloodstream. The Chinese woman knew Joker was right about how she felt and without pause, she continued to lick up all the powder.

            “She took all of it, master,” Montoya said gleefully.

            “Perhaps I should have told her that the stuff was highly addictive and that it was created by her old arch-nemesis, M. Bison? I doubt she will mind. Will you, Chun Li?” Joker asked as he gripped her hips and tried to hold on.

            Chun Li didn’t even hear Joker’s question as she exploded. Her entire body quaked violently as she screamed in ecstasy. Drool escaped her lips as her hands gave out and she collapsed onto the table. Her legs were like rubber as Joker leaned up against them. Chun Li’s mind was busy remembering this feeling, for it was something that she liked very much, and her mind attributed it all to Joker’s cock and the white powder that was on the desk.

*****

            “Where are we?” Guile asked.

            “I’m not sure. This is the secret passageway that Chun Li found during our escape,” Batgirl spoke as she continued to support the barely conscious Spoiler, who was leaning against her.

            “If we only had the Bat-Computer here . . . we could easily find our way out of this place,” Robin spoke as he pounded his fists.

            “I’m sorry old chum. Even though the Bat-Computer can solve numerous problems, it cannot locate an exit without knowing the layout of this structure. I would guess that Bison and Joker constructed these passageways. If they did, I highly doubt that they would inform Gotham City’s Urban Planning Department and support the proper paperwork and plans,” Batman spoke.

            “Gosh yes, Batman! Fiends like them would never do that,” Robin said as he pounded his fists together.

            “Not to sound pessimistic or anything, but does Batgirl really know where she is going?” Guile inquired.

            “I’m sorry,” Batgirl almost sobbed. “I was in a hurry . . . trying to get Spoiler out of the room as Huntress and Chun Li fought those vile villains. Before I left, Chun Li informed me of this passageway, but she was interrupted before she could finish.”

            “It’s okay, Batgirl. This is a highly stressful situation,” Batman spoke, trying to calm the woman down.

            “Hey . . . I’m sorry if I sounded harsh a second ago,” Guile added. “I’ll promise you this though; I’ll rip Bison to shreds if I can get my hands on him. Since this passageway is so long, I’m sure all we have to do is keep going straight.”

            “Not to ruin all your fun boys, but we should be moving forward,” Catwoman spoke.

            “Then let’s go,” Robin spoke.

            “Okay,” Batgirl nodded as she started to walk again.

*****

            Blair Dame couldn’t believe the trouble that she had gotten herself in. The aristocratic woman was no longer trapped in a freezing room. Instead, she had been relocated to a regular bedroom. Her clothes were neatly folded and stacked upon a chair, leaving her collar and boots as the only remnants of her outfit that remained. However, her breasts were now entombed in a coat of ice that made her breasts as blue as her discarded outfit. Mr. Freeze had threatened to freeze in a tomb of ice and basically covered her entire body with a thin layer before Blair Dame screamed and begged for him to stop. He finally stopped after several minutes, leaving Blair’s teeth chattering and her body trembled underneath the ice. A few torches were lit and the ice began to melt. Once the ice melted, Blair surrounded her clothing without a fight, and even thrust her breasts forward when Mr. Freeze introduced her to her new ice bra. Fearing that the ice would increase in size and encompass her entire body again, Blair sucked off the villains in the room, all except Mr. Freeze, who sat and watched. As Blair worked, the ice melted, giving her much relief only to have Mr. Freeze apply a new layer. Thus, she was in constant agony.

            Earlier, Blair had crawled on her own hands and knees, servicing various villains like Riddler, Penguin, Egghead, Shane, King Tut, and various other henchmen. However, she remembered sucking off Bane the most. The man was huge and she remembered how she flicked her tongue at the head of his cock. She flicked her tongue numerous times, taking the little bit of sperm that was visible on the head of his member. Blair had already swallowed the sperm of countless men, but she never felt so ashamed in her life as she opened her mouth and tried to take the huge member into her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down as her cheeks bulged obscenely to accommodate the huge member. The aristocratic woman’s head bobbed even faster when Bane gripped her hair and pulled it down on his crotch. Bane warned the woman about slowing down before he released her hair. Blair was so scared but the man’s size that she attempted to maintain her speed even though how much her facial muscles cried out in pain while the huge man crushed the ice coating her tits. With the ice gone, Blair endured a few minutes of having her breasts crushed by the man’s powerful hands. Then without warning, Bane pulled out of Blair’s mouth and squirted his seed all over her breasts and neck. Before Blair could react, Mr. Freeze covered her breasts and upper chest with a sheet of ice, making sure that the sperm stuck to her body.

            However, all that was earlier. Now, Blair Dame was resting on her new bed. Her entire body was plastered with countless loads of sperm, which had splotched her beauty skin, and made her blue hair appear to have white highlights. The woman’s legs were spread to either side of her while her hands grasped the soiled seats. Blair’s hairy bush was coated with sperm and her sex was totally flooded, and yet she remained on her bed, allowing the men to do whatever they wanted to do with her. Not only that was Blair’s lips were sealed in a layer of sperm that served as lipstick for her while more sperm dripped out of her ass. The woman had survived an excruciating three hours at the hands of numerous villains. The woman was exhausted and had very little fight in her.

            “Do you know where you are?” Mr. Freeze asked Blair as he pointed his gun at her.

            “I’m in Gotham City,” she panted in exhaustion.

            “You are, but I was referring to this room.”

            Blair looked around the room. The room was very small. In fact, it was probably the size of six cubicles put together. The entire ceiling was made up of a huge mirror, giving the woman a clear view of what was happening to her. The walls of the room where basically made up of huge video screens that covered the entire length of the wall like a painting. The screen was covered by a thin sheet of lightly tinted blue bullet-proof glass that made it seem like a TV screen. Currently playing on the two of the screens on either side of the woman were scenes from her earlier abuse. On the screens at the head and foot of the bed, they were showing scenes of Chun Li surrendering to Joker, as well as some of her work at the strip club. The aristocratic woman already knew that she would join the Chinese woman on stage shortly. “My new room,” she panted.

            “Do you know why the walls are playing all these videos?”

            “To train me.”

            “For what?”

            “For my new life. My clothing and makeup will make me look cheap and slutty so that I can satisfy the men as well as the paying patrons at the club,” she sobbed.

            “Not too bad, but we’ll need to turn up the volume and show the tapes of Chun Li for her to acquire the verbal skills,” Riddler chuckled.

            “Indeed,” Mr. Freeze replied.

            “Boys, we need to pay a visit to the Bat soon, so let’s go prepare. Our henchmen can have their way with Blair. Once they are done, the Twin Dolls, Juni and Juli, will come collect her, transform her, and return her to this room for her final training.”

            “What kind of training?” Blair asked through her tears as she felt another climax beginning to build.

            “You always dressed like a slut, so it’s time you act and feel like one,” Riddler laughed as he left the room.

            “I am a slut! I will act like a slut!” Blair screamed as her body was rocked by another violent climax. The woman’s body shook for several minutes, but by the time, she stopped, she noticed that the ice on her breasts were almost totally melted.

            “I want a crack at her,” a henchman said as he pushed the exhausted one of the way.

            “I’m a slut, use me!” she moaned as she saw that the other main villains, except Mr. Freeze had left the room, leaving behind their henchmen. The woman didn’t care though. All she could do was stare at the barrel of Mr. Freeze’s gun, hoping that he wouldn’t fire again. And she knew she would do a lot more things to prevent him from firing his gun, even if it meant lying in the bed for days.

*****

            “NOT ANOTHER ONE!” Sharon Dame’s mind screamed as she couldn’t believe her predicament. The poor woman’s pussy had endured the savage rapes from Killer Croc, Two Face, Puzzler, False Face, and other villains, who didn’t even identify themselves before they ravaged her. Now, she was experiencing another orgasm, except this time, it was at the hands of Clayface.

            “Time for something extra, baby,” Clayface sneered as two tentacles shot out from his ribs and plastered themselves onto Sharon’s heaving breasts. The woman, who was still riding her orgasm, began to buck as Clayface pulled and twisted her breasts like the clothes in a washing machine going through spin cycle. The huge mountain of a man decided to launch two more tentacles, which wrapped around Sharon’s waist and dragged her down onto the bed, lashing her into the place. He then proceeded to secure her legs and arms. By the time he was done, Sharon’s legs were spread as far as they would go, while her fists laid useless against her cheeks. Clayface then extended two more tentacles that penetrated Sharon’s virgin ass. The woman screamed only to have two tentacles thrust into her mouth, silencing her.

            “Can’t you hurry it up? We have a schedule to keep,” Louie the Lilac admonished as he entered the room.

            “I haven’t had a piece this good in a long time,” Clayface groaned as he pumped violently into the woman.

            “If she’s that good then I’m sure you’ll pay some big bucks for her later. As for now, we have to go capture the bat.”

            “Batman can wait!”

            “Let me ask you something, pal. Do you want to piss off that M. Bison character? I don’t know about you, but I saw Batgirl, Huntress, and Spoiler, all standing beside him, pressing themselves against him. If he has the ability to turn those three blossoms into tarts, I wouldn’t want to miss him mixing it up with the Batman.”

            “God damn it,” Clayface snarled.

            “Calm yourself. I’ve just gotten off the phone with Bison,” a seductive voice spoke from the shadows.

            “Ah. Poison Ivy.”

            “That’s me,” Pamela Isley said as she entered the room. “Sharon’s sister has been neutralized. In a few hours, Batman and Robin, will also be neutralized and enslaved. The Dynamic Duo will become the things that they hate the most.”

            “And what might that be?” Clayface asked, never even turning to glance at Poison Ivy.

            “Us.”

            “What about the dame?”

            “Funny you should phrase it that way, Louie. Sharon has a date with my vines later on, but for now, I don’t care what you do with her. Although, I do have a suggestion,” Poison Ivy yawned.

            “And what might that be?” Clayface inquired.

            Louie the Lilac watched as Poison Ivy gripped a vine and was lifted high in the air, so she could whisper into Clayface’s ear. He then saw a huge grin appear on his face. Without thinking too much about it, Louie simply left the room, leaving the two to converse about Sharon’s fate.

*****

            Helena Janice Bertinelli also known as the Huntress, was dressed in her purple crime fighting attire. Normally, when she was dressed up, she would be kicking the crap out of Gotham City’s most notorious criminals, except now, she was standing before them, pressing her body against M. Bison’s. She could see Chun Li, who was also allowed to dress in her blue traditional Chinese outfit that she wore to so many tournaments, but Helena knew that Chun Li would be changing outfits soon. “Chun Li is going to look so lovely in a few more months and I can’t wait for Bison to knock me up as well,” Huntress thought as she licked her lips.

            “Gentlemen,” Bison spoke as all eyes turned to him. “Tonight, Gotham City’s greatest hero, the man who has thwarted your greatest schemes, will be no more. Batman and Robin’s time in Gotham City will come to an end.”

            “YEAH!” the villains cheered.

            “I could tell you all the plan, but I think Joker wants to do that,” Bison continued.

            “Gentlemen! In mere moments, we know the true identities of Batman and Robin,” Joker laughed.

            “Just how are you going to do that?” Penguin quacked.

            “They’re being lead into a trap as we speak. I have made a list of people that should fight each do-gooder. You don’t have to follow it, but I assure you that things will go much more smoothly. And if for some reason, you decide not to follow the plan, then they might just escape. However, follow my brilliant idea and everyone will know who Batman and Robin really are. Once we know that, we can use them both for punching bags!” Joker laughed as he saw the happy faces before him. The villains looked at each other with a sly sneer on their faces as they realized that after years and years of hard work, they were finally going to discover the real identities of the Caped Crusaders. Loud cheers quickly erupted from the crowd.

            “I think they bought it,” Bison whispered under his breath so only Joker could hear.

            “Yes. I think they have,” Joker chuckled softly.

            “Tell them the plans and prepare them. It should be a good hour before we confront our opponents,” Bison spoke.

            “I don’t want them to be too exhausted,” Joker smiled as he continued to watch the small TV.

            “Guile should be fine, but I can’t guarantee the condition of you’re two arch enemies.”

            “Well . . . since they’ve just fallen through the trapdoor in that not-so-secret passageway, I think they may be a bit tired after breathing all that gas on the way down. Not to mention what should happen when they arrive in their new room.

            “Enough of this. Inform those people what they need to do. I’ll make sure that Cammy records everything for your viewing pleasure,” Bison spoke as he turned the TV off and walked away with Huntress and Chun Li following obediently behind him.

*****

            “DON’T STOP!” Spoiler begged as she kissed Robin’s neck. Both of them were naked except Robin still had his mask covering his eyes. As she kissed him and rubbed her breasts against his chest, his fingers were busy pumping in and out of her dripping sex. “I missed you so much,” she moaned as her body quivered and Robin felt her hot fluid cover his thighs.

            “Stephanie,” he groaned as he felt his rod began to harden even more. The Boy Wonder wasn’t sure what was going on. One moment, Spoiler was unconscious. Then after sliding down a long chute and breathing gas all the way down, Stephanie was suddenly awake. She was also incredibly horny. She literally jumped on Robin and helped him out of his clothes. Robin tried to resist, but his effort was minimal at best.

            “Call me, Spoiler,” the blonde panted, knowing full well that only her master could call by her real name or any variant.

            “Spoiler . . . what is . . .”

            “Don’t question, just feel,” the blonde panted as planted her breasts onto his stomach and began to lick his hard member like a lollipop.

            “What has gotten into her?” Robin’s mind moaned as his hands gripped her thighs. He could feel the woman’s delicate hands stroke his member up and down as her tongue lapped at his head like a thirsty dog trying to get a drink of water. The male crime fighter could feel his loins tighten even more when the female crime fighter cupped his balls and began to slap them lightly. She even let them bounce a bit before she closed her warm lips over his cock. A long moan escaped his lips when she went down halfway, swirling her tongue on his tender member.

            “Eat me,” she begged as she slipped her mouth off his member. Without thinking, Robin did as he was told. The male crime fighter rammed his face between the blonde’s legs and lapped his tongue on her tender pink flesh. “Good boy!” Spoiler grunted as she dove onto his cock again, knowing that she had to keep him engrossed with their activities.

*****

            “This isn’t right,” Batman grunted as a nude Catwoman was busy pleasuring his hard member. The woman was wearing her mask and claws as she pleasured the masked man, who was standing in front of her. Bruce felt the woman’s tongue lap the sides of his member. He also felt her moist lips caress the sides of his member as it slid in and out of her mouth. His tights and boxers were crumpled around his ankles as he stood in front her. Batman knew it had something to do with the gas that each one of them breathed while sliding down the chute. “The gas must have been an aphrodisiac of some sort. Not only that, but it must have weakened our resolve,” Batman grunted, knowing that this was a trap and it was best to find a way to escape from their current room.

            “Don’t worry Batman,” Batgirl cooed as she too was naked except for her cowl and gloves. The woman knelt on the floor, jutting her breasts forward, and slid them up and down the back of Batman’s thighs. “Catwoman and I have been lovers for years. It all started when she use to capture me and torture me. At first I hated it, but over time, my body began to enjoy it, and then it craved it. Just seeing you today caused my sex to boil. However, I can’t satisfy my urge without Catwoman’s approval. Seeing as how she is pleasuring you, I know she won’t care if her little pleasure slave enjoys herself,” Batgirl moaned.

            “I . . . I . . .” Batman stammered as Batgirl stood up and with the assistance of Catwoman, they both pushed him until his back was plastered against the wall, which actually wasn’t far from where he originally stood since Catwoman attacked his tights when he entered the room. Once Batman laid against the wall, Batgirl pulled his right leg out and planted her dripping sex on his leg. She slid her sex up and down his leg, leaving a trail of her juices, that mixed, and began to drip down the man’s leg. Barbara pushed Batman’s outfit up toward his chest and pressed her sweat covered breasts against the man’s chest.

            “Don’t say anything Batman. My mistress and I have always wanted to do this,” Batgirl cooed as she looked up at him. The Dark Knight tried to resist the temptation, but the pleasure radiating from his manhood and Barbara’s breasts and sex massaging his body was just to much to bear. Thus, he grunted as he wrapped his right arm around Barbara while his left hand grabbed Catwoman’s cowl and began to pump her head; the two women were just too hard to resist.

*****

            “Don’t just stand there! Get him!” Two-Face snarled as he continued to squeeze the trigger of his pistol.

            “Oh shut up! It’s not like you’re aim is any better!” Penguin quacked as he squeezed the trigger of his umbrella machine gun.

            “Shut up and keep firing! That army man can shoot from his hands!”

            “Sonic Boom!” Guile shouted as his blast nailed the Scarecrow dead in the chest, knocking him backwards. The shots then stopped as the villains glanced back at the unconscious Scarecrow. “By the way, it’s Air Force!” Guile shouted.

            “Kill him!” Two-Face snarled as he pushed one of his henchmen out of the way. The henchman dropped his machine gun, which Two-Face picked up and immediately started firing.

            “These guys just don’t quit,” Guile muttered as he dove behind some large wooden crates. “I wonder why Bison and Joker would have all these crates. Seems like they’re building something . . . but what can they be building,” Guile continued to mutter to himself as the villains chasing him unloaded their bullets on the crates.

            “Damn it! Don’t kill him,” Penguin warned Two-Face. “We only need to drive him toward that tunnel over there.”

            “What do you think I’m trying to do?” Two-Face snarled.

            “Sonic Boom!” Guile yelled as he dove out from the crates and fired, sending three henchmen flying before he dove behind the crates again.

            “Damn it!”

            “Maybe we can be off some assistance.”

            “I don’t need your help, Bane!”

            “Why don’t you ask your other face for a second opinion? Then again. I don’t really care. You’re getting our help with or without your consent!” Bane snarled as he walked past Two-Face and Penguin. Both men had stopped firing and the various henchmen began to shake in their boots as Killer Croc appeared behind Bane. Both of them were headed over to the crates.

            “Sonic Boom!” Guile roared as he dove out of the crates and fired. This time, he received different results. Bane took the shot in his gut and skidded a few feet back, but remained upright. In fact, the large man continued to advance. “This might be interesting,” Guile mused to himself as he sw Bane and Killer Croc advancing towards him.

*****

            “YES!! YES!!” Spoiler screamed as she rode Robin’s dick. The Boy Wonder offered no resistance and didn’t utter a word of protest as the woman rubbed her breasts up and down his face. His hands gripped the woman’s hips firmly while his mind concentrated on the moment. The young crime fighter’s mouth was busy sucking on her tits while his tongue was busy licking them. He alternated between them and would often lick her nipples as if he were licking an ice cream cone. Of course, Spoiler made sure that she had his attention.

            “Ohhh,” Robin panted as he felt the woman squeeze his dick with her vaginal walls. Although it was his first time, there was no doubt in Robin’s mind that he could get use to this.

            “Fuck me harder, stud!” Spoiler shouted as Robin needed little encouragement. The Boy Wonder gripped her hips and thrust mightily upward as he sandwiched his face between the woman’s bosom.

            The pleasure that flowed through Robin’s body was unbelievable. He could feel every nerve reacting to the woman’s moans and ministrations. The more she screamed, the more he thrust. Soon, the young crime fighter was completely engrossed into fucking the woman. He was so engrossed in the moment that he didn’t even hear the hidden door to the room slide open as two figures stood in the doorway.

            “She’s doing a good job,” Huntress spoke softly.

            “Yes she is. I guess I will have to reward her later,” Bison smiled as he entered the room and knelt down beside Robin.

            “I have a confession to make, Robin,” Spoiler moaned.

            “What is . . . is it, Spoiler?” Robin panted.

            “I’m nothing more than a glorified sex slave. My master wanted me to fuck you so that’s what I am doing. However, I rather have his fat cock inside me instead of yours,” Spoiler snarled as she reached down and wrapped her arms around the back of Robin’s head, pushing him into her breasts. Robin tried to pull away, but soon felt a sharp prick in his neck. He felt his arteries become hot as his world began to spin. Within seconds, the Boy Wonder was unconscious.

            “That didn’t take too long,” Bison spoke as he pulled the needle out of Robin’s neck.

            “Did I do good, master?” Spoiler asked like a child seeking parental approval.

            “You did good,” Bison spoke as he patted Spoiler on the head. “And I see his clothes are still intact.”

            “Does he need them?” Huntress inquired.

            “Yes. Pick up his clothes, Huntress. Spoiler, you can drag the boy to his chamber. Once his programming is complete, you can dress him for his big appearance later,” Bison spoke as Spoiler nodded with a huge smile on her face, knowing she had pleased Bison.

*****

            “She’s so fucking horny,” Catwoman purred as she watched Batgirl ride Batman’s cock. “Grope her fucking tits, Batman. Like that? They feel good, don’t they? She has amazing tits. But she likes it rough. So maul them and tweak her nipples. There you go! Here that? She’s screaming louder now. That means she likes it. In fact, don’t thrust too hard. Lay back and relax. Let our horny little slut do all the work. She loves riding cock!”

            Batman grunted in response. He wasn’t sure what was going on, but he wasn’t going to stop it. The man was no fool. Instead, he removed his hands from Batgirl’s breasts and watched them bounce up and down for a few minutes before he started to maul them with his hands again. He could feel her cunt tightening its hold on his deck. The man grunted in approval.

            “STOP!” Batgirl shouted as she slapped Batman’s hands off her breasts. “Suck on my titties,” the woman moaned seductively. Once again, Batman reacted and began to suck on her tits. His tongue lapped all over tits, tasty her sweat and mixing his saliva with her sweat. Then he began to lap his tongue on her nipples before sucking them into his mouth. “OH YES!! SUCK ON THEM!! I’M SUCH A DIRTY WHORE!” Batgirl screamed knowing that Batman was becoming tired, especially since he had just fucked Catwoman earlier.

            “She’s so hot and horny now,” Catwoman purred as she traced her finger along Batman’s muscular chest. “Fuck the horny slut! Knock her up!”

            “Must get control of myself,” Batman’s mind panted.

            “OH YES!! SO GOOD!! HARDER!! HARDER!! FUCK ME HARDER!!” Batgirl screamed louder and louder, shaking Batman’s concentration.

            Sensing that Batman was still fighting, Catwoman sprung into action. “Come on, Batman. Relax. You deserve this,” the woman cooed as she began to lap at the man’s nipples as if she were drinking milk from a saucer.

            “AHHH!” Batman moaned as he shut his eyes, trying desperately to hold back.

*****

            “Sonic Boom!” Guile yelled as he launched another blast at Bane, but the large muscular man brushed it off with a smirk.

            “You seem awfully tired. Why don’t you lie down?” the man growled as he delivered a mighty uppercut. Guile quickly dodged the uppercut and executed a Flash Kick. The kick rocked Bane, but wasn’t enough to knock him down. Worse yet, Guile was temporary defenseless as he fell toward the ground.

            “What are you, an acrobat?” Killer Croc sneered as he plowed into Guile with a shoulder tackle sending him sprawling to the ground.

            “Should we fire?” Two-Face asked Penguin as they watched from a distance.

            “Try your coin.”

            Two-Face smiled as he flipped his coin. The henchmen around him all looked up at the spinning coin as it went high in the air before dropping into the evil man’s hand. “Bah! Put your weapons away,” Two-Face growled as the various henchmen obeyed.

            “My . . . those two are viscous. Look at them trade blows with that man. One of them will be bleeding shortly,” quacked Penguin.

            “It would have been faster if I could have plugged him,” Two-Face sighed as he watched Bane and Killer Croc trade blows with Guile. Neither combatant wanted to give up and ground, but Guile was at a serious disadvantage.

            As time slowly went by, some of the empty crates were being smashed by the falling bodies of Guile, Bane, and Killer Croc. The various henchmen were now taking bets and cheering on their individuals. Two-Face and Penguin watched and had their own side bet. If Guile wasn’t so busy fighting for his life, he may have say the similarity between the current scene and the scene on the air force base where he had some of his fights. Of course, there was no woman present and there wasn’t time for them to find one as Clayface entered the room from appearing from the floor. He quickly joined the fight and much to Guile’s surprise, he couldn’t inflict any damage on him. “What the fuck?” a shocked Guile yelled as he leg kicked Clayface and was absorbed by the criminal, forcing Guile to pull his leg out.

            “Time to die,” Bane laughed as Guile knew he was fucked. Bane threw his weight behind a right hook that missed and slammed into the wall. Guile rolled away and had to dodge a similar punch from Killer Croc and Clayface. Luckily for Guile, he was able to roll away.

            “Missed!” Guile smiled as he stopped rolling and looked back at the criminals. The criminals made no effort to chase Guile. Instead, they smiled as they saw him standing inside the proper tunnel. And before Guile could say anything more, the tunnel closed right before Guile. Then the floor opened up below Guile as he fell straight down into another room. He landed with a thud and found himself trapped behind a glass wall in a dimly lit cell. Guile slammed his fist into the glass and found that it barely moved or made a sound. However, the light in his room quickly died as the light on the other side became bright and lit up the other room. The room was about the same size except it had a makeup table with a mirror and dresser.

            It took Guile several seconds to get use to the light, but he was surprised with what he saw. Entering the room was Chun Li, decked out in her traditional blue Chinese outfit. The Chinese woman walked directly the dresser. She quickly disrobed and tossed her clothes to the floor. Guile had a perfect view of her shaved sex as the woman bent over with her legs spread and took off her white boots. Immediately, the woman stood up and opened the dresser. She quickly rolled up a pair of thigh-high blue stockings before putting on a purple garter-belt. With the garter-belt in place, she connected two straps from the stockings to the belt. The woman quickly donned a pair of a lightly purple-tinged, but clear platforms with a six inch heel that consisted of seven cascading spheres. The woman then sits down in front of the makeup table and quickly applies her makeup. Guile watches as the woman meticulously applies a heavy coating. After quite some time, the woman stands up from the table, allowing Guile a clear view of her. The man is taken aback as he sees the long black eyelashes. There was also a heavy coat of dark purple eyeshadow and eyeliner. Her lips were painted in a thick layer of midnight-purple lipstick, which was covered in a wet-gloss, giving her a glitter effect. Of course, her glittery purple lips were outlined with a thick line of black lip-liner. Quickly, the woman gripped her tits with her hands, which were sporting long purple fingernails. Guile was definitely in shock. Yet, he was able to collect his senses and bang on the glass. “Chun Li! Chun Li!” he shouted as his fists slammed into the glass.

            Chun Li paid no heed to the man or the pounding. Instead, she continued to squeeze her tits as a man dressed in purple and a plastered smile on his face, entered the room. The man walks up behind her and smells her hair as the woman’s body quivers. The man then traces his lips from the bottom of her neck to her earlobes where he nibbles quickly on them. A low moan escapes Chun Li’s lips as her body continues to shake. Her hands began to work her breasts with a sense of urgency as she flicks at her own nipples with her long nails. Without a song, the man pulls the seat back from the makeup table and sits down while Chun Li continues to play with herself.

            “Come here,” the man spoke as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick. The Chinese woman quickly turned to face the man. Without saying a word, she spread her legs while placing both hands on his knees where she began to spread his legs apart. She eagerly moved her head between his legs and began to lick the head of his tool. Her tongue flicked and slobbered on it for a few minutes before she took his dick into her mouth. She wrapped her lips tightly around his dick while pumping it in and out of her mouth. Slowly, her hands moved from his knees to his cock where she began to fondle his balls and the base.

            Guile watched for several minutes as Chun Li’s head pistoned back and forth upon the man’s dick. Eventually, he saw the man grip the sides of the chair as he moaned loudly. Chun Li’s head stopped moving. The fighter then saw her began to swallow before she released the man’s dick from her mouth and stood up. “What the?” Guile gasped as the Chinese woman ran toward the glass and plastered herself against it, moving her mouth against the glass while a small trail of sperm leaked from her mouth and slid down the glass.

            The man in purple slowly stood up and walked behind Chun Li. The man kicked her legs apart and rammed his member into her dripping hot pussy. Chun Li moaned and immediately began to ride him as her palms were plastered against the glass. “Allow me to introduce myself. They call me, the Joker!” the man in purple grunted as he thrust in and out of Chun Li.

            “You bastard! What have you done to her?” Guile snarled as he pounded the glass.

            “Although I cannot see you nor can I hear you,” Joker lied, knowing that everyone in both rooms could hear each other. “I bet you’re wondering what has happened to Chun Li. Chun Li, why don’t you tell him?”

            “Yes master!” Chun Li yelped as her sweat began to mess up her makeup, especially since she was rubbing her face against the glass. “The Joker and Bison captured me, Guile. They fucked me silly and I loved every second of it! Joker is my master! He owns me! He fucks my hot wet cunt, my well shaped ass, my fat round tits, and my cock-sucking mouth! He broke me! And you know the drug that I was trying to stop them from making? I’ve failed! They made it and he’s given me several doses. I’m already addicted to it! I need it! I crave it almost as much as I crave Joker’s thick cock!”

            “YOU BASTARD!” Guile growled as spit dripped from his lips.

            “That’s not all Guile. Although I’ll be an addict, you’ll be a pusher. You help distribute the drugs to the addicts in Gotham City. And when you’re not, you’ll be muscle for M. Bison’s new organization!” Chun Li moaned as she licked the glass.

            Guile pounded the shaking glass in vain until Joker glanced over Chun Li’s shoulder. “By the way Guile. That room of your is slowly filling up with gas. You can hold your breath, but eventually you’ll breath enough of it and pass out. When you wake up, you’ll be nothing more than Bison’s servant,” Joker laughed. Guile wanted to strangle the man as he held his breath. He pounded the glass with urgency as his heart pounded. That became his downfall as his lungs burned for oxygen. When Guile complied, the gas took effect. The last image that he saw as he slid down the glass was Chun Li’s lustful face, pressed tightly against the glass while she climaxed.

*****

            “We have to get out of here,” Batman panted as he quickly got dressed.

            “What’s the rush?” a voice cackled from a newly appeared doorway.

            “Riddler!” Batman uttered as the man in green threw a hard punch across the man’s face.

            Riddle was surprised that Batman flew backward and slammed against the way. The man glanced at his fists in amazement. He had punched Batman before, but he had never seen such results. “That chamber did make me stronger,” he uttered in amazement.

            “It might have made you stronger, Riddler, but it has made you any smarter!” Batman spoke as he leapt to his feet and put all his strength behind his right hook, which sent Riddler sprawling.

            “A door,” Catwoman spoke as she made no attempt to dress.

            “We have to get out of here,” Batman repeated as he waited for Riddler to get up.

            “Not bad, Batman. Perhaps want to try that with someone your own size?” a booming voice asked from the doorway.

            “You’re hardly my size, Bane,” Batman spoke as he turned to see the large behemoth, who had Clayface and Killer Croc standing beside him.

            “True, I am superior. But let’s try anyway?” Bane laughed as he and the others ran toward Batman. The four combatants threw punches again and again. Some connected, some missed. There was no doubt in Batman’s mind that each villain had become stronger, but he didn’t know how. Instead, he knew he had to draw their punches, giving Batgirl and Catwoman some time to dress. Yet, out of the corner of his eye, he could see that neither woman had made even the slightest attempt to do just that.

            “Take this!” Killer Croc roared as Batman ducked, allowing Bane to take the punch to the face.

            “Yes,” Batgirl’s mind cheered. Then the floor shook as Bane’s body hit the ground. The woman glanced around the room and saw Catwoman lick her lips before she crawled on all fours out of the room, still in the buff. Barbara’s mind raced as she saw a small compartment on Batman’s utility belt fall off. She scampered toward it and smiled when she realized what it was. “Close your eyes, Batman!” she yelled as she grabbed the small pill from the belt and tossed it at the villains, engulfing the room in a bright white light.

*****

            A groggy Guile woke up from his slumber. There was pale yellow light surrounding him as he realized he was inside one of Bison’s perverted Psycho Drives. He could see through the pale yellow glass and immediately recognized it as a laboratory. However, just like before, he was not prepared for what he saw.

            Across the room and directly facing his chamber was another one encased with Robin. The Boy Wonder was still unconscious while several consoles and monitors on the side of the chamber were showing that Robin was seventy-five percent completed. Guile wasn’t quite sure what completed meant, but he was sure that he wasn’t going to like it especially after seeing what happened to Chun Li.

            On the right of Robin’s chamber was one that held Blair Dame. He saw the chamber’s consoles and monitors showing Blair was ninety-five percent complete. Worse yet, he saw that the woman’s outfit was gone. Instead of her slutty attire, the woman now wore the same outfit that the dolls wore. The only thing missing was the hat. And to make things worse, the next chamber over held Sharon Dame, who was also wearing the same outfit as the dolls. Her chamber wasn’t any better as it read ninety percent completed.

            However, Guile was shocked to see the occupants of the two chambers that were left of Robin’s. Those held a sleeping Commissioner Gordon and Chief O’Hara. The Chief’s chamber was reading eighty percent whereas the Commissioner’s didn’t even have a number. Guile wasn’t sure about why the old man’s chamber didn’t have a readout. However, he didn’t think too much about it. Instead, the man knew full well that they’ve fallen into a trap and even though he hated to admit, it looked like Bison had won. And unfortunately for Guile, that was the last thought that crossed his mind before his chamber hummed to life and a sharp pain knocked him unconscious.

*****

            “We have to get out of here!” Batgirl yelled as she lead the way.

            “What about the others?” Batman inquired as he ran beside the woman.

            “There’s no time. We have to regroup or all is lost.”

            “What’s going on?”

            “We’re running on a catwalk and the candy vats down there are making the newest drugs to hit the streets of Gotham City. If the citizens start taking those drugs, they’ll be helpless addicts.”

            “Shipping a drug in candy . . . it must be Joker’s idea.”

            “No. It’s Bison’s. He’s a madman. He’s enslaved countless people already. Huntress, Spoiler, Catwoman . . .”

            “What?”

            “It was a trap. I was leading you into a trap. I had to. He has my father,” Batgirl sobbed.

            “He has the Commissioner . . . this can’t be good.”

            “Right you are, Batman!” M Bison spoke as he stood directly in their path.

            “You must be the madman, M. Bison,” Batman snarled as he stopped in his tracks.

            “I’m only mad because my little sex slave, who promised to obey, has decided to disobey me,” Bison snarled as Batgirl trembled in fear.

            “It’s okay, Batgirl. I’m here.”

            “No . . . you have to get out of here . . .” Batgirl sobbed.

            “Not without the others.”

            “Spoken like a true hero. Perhaps if you can get past me, you may have a chance,” Bison laughed as he threw back his cape and raised his glowing fist toward his face.

            “Alighted fist won’t scare me,” Batman scoffed as Bison executed a Psycho Crusher. Batman blocked it as Bison stopped right in front of him and rammed his elbow into the back of the man’s neck. He then gave a few knees to Caped Crusader’s head.

            “Up there!” Penguin quacked as he and several other villains gathered below the catwalk and looked up.

            “Look at that. Your old enemies are watching me beat you up,” Bison laughed.

            “No. They’re watching me beat you senseless!” Batman growled as he delivered a solid uppercut to Bison’s chin.

            “Arg!” Bison growled as he flipped through the air and landed on his feet. Actually, his feet never touched the steel catwalk since he was hovering over it.

            “Impressive.”

            “I can say the same for you. You should make a fine addition to my forces.”

            “Sorry pal, I don’t work for madmen.”

            “So be it,” Bison muttered as he charged Batman. The two combatants traded blows with each other as the villains below cheered. They traded punches and kicks for quite some time. Neither man had gained an advantage, but it was apparent that Batman was becoming tired.

            Batgirl watched helplessly as Batman began to pant, trying desperately to catch his breath. The woman continued to sob uncontrollably knowing that she played a huge role in his defeat. She knew that the man was already exhausted from what she had done earlier. Of course, Catwoman participated, but the older woman made sure that Batgirl did more. Then came the fight with muscle heads. Batgirl knew that they were trying to win, but Bison really wanted them to soften Batman up. And although she prevented them from beating Batman, she wasn’t suppose to help him escape. Now, they were so close to escaping. Yet, escape was so far away. As Batgirl sobbed, a large blue light engulfed Batman. As it faded, the Dark Knight fell to his knees as he bent over and coughed repeatedly.

            “Nightie night, Batman,” Joker snarled as he nailed Batman in the back of the neck with the butt of his pistol.

            “You didn’t have to do that,” Bison spoke as he glanced at Joker.

            “I saw all the action and had to get my partying shot,” Joker confessed as Bison walked toward him. The Clown Prince of Crime gulped as Bison stood in front of him. However, he was relieved when the man turned his attention to Batgirl.

            “You’re going to pay for your treachery,” Bison spoke.

            “I know,” Batgirl sobbed.

            “You’re going to pay dearly.”

            “I will,” Batgirl agreed as she approached the man. She pulled herself close and whispered into the man’s ear in a little girly voice, “I will do anything you want, just don’t hurt my daddy.”

            Bison smiled as a thought popped into his head. However, he couldn’t say it as Joker tugged in his sleeve. “Uhhh Bison . . . he’s still moving,” Joker spoke as he pointed at Batman, who was stirring.

            “Slam the door on your escape and surrender to your fate, Batgirl. Kick Batman in the face,” Bison ordered. Batgirl gulped and became paralyzed as she thought about the latest command. She felt sick to her stomach as part of her still held out hope that Batman could win and free everyone. However, she knew that if he did, her father would suffer greatly and that she would be forced to watch. The woman gulped once again and hung her head in shame as she walked over and kicked Batman repeatedly in the head until he stopped moving. “Good girl. Now drag him to the Psycho Chamber that I have prepared for him,” Bison spoke as he slapped Batgirl on the ass.

            “Batman is defeated!” Joker laughed hysterically while the villains below cheered. The cheers and laughter were daggers to Batgirl’s heart as she was forced to drag an unconscious Batman to the lab. Barbara knew that all hope would be lost if Batman was locked inside one of those chambers. Yet, she was unable to stop it. Worse yet, she was the one that sentenced him to his fate. The realization was too much for Batgirl to take as she tried to think of something else. But regardless of how hard she tried, the sick feeling in her stomach never left. She knew that she had just doomed everyone and that she was going to have to live with the consequences.

*****

            “You should have seen me. I punched Batman and he went flying backwards!” Riddler shouted gleefully.

            “Yea! That ray of Bison’s made me stronger!” Killer Croc roared.

            “Didn’t do too much for brains,” Two-Face muttered.

            “We recharge with more of those rays,” Clayface suggested.

            “With the ray and my chemical, I will be unstoppable!” Bane declared.

            “Hold on boys.”

            “Joker!” all the other villains in the room spoke as they glanced at the figure in the doorway.

            “That’s right boys, it is I. I directed all of you to this room to recharge. Gotham City is rather big and we need to be at full strength in order to takeover. Thus, there is a chamber for each of you to recharge,” Joker spoke as chambers began to rise from the floor.

            “Why should we recharge if Batman is gone?” Penguin quacked.

            “Batman may be gone, but there are still some outside forces that may stop us. We want to take over Gotham City as soon as possible,” Joker retorted.

            “I for one am for it,” Riddler giggled as he hopped into one.

            “I don’t know. Sounds a bit fishy,” Two-Face growled.

            “No. That’s just Penguin that smells fishy. This is perfectly legit. Bison needs more soldiers for his army and you are the best. Not always the brightest, but definitely the best,” Joker replied as Chun Li sauntered into the room and stood behind him. The Chinese woman was wearing the same outfit that she wore when Guile saw her. She had fixed her makeup and bathed before entering the room. Of course, she had oiled herself from head to toe, allowing her to glisten.

            “Master . . . please come to bed . . . I need to be fucked,” the Chinese woman panted.

            “Gentlemen . . . hop into the chambers and get recharged. Then you can go out and search for your own little sex puppet. Just remember that ten percent of your heists go to Bison,” Joker smiled as the men all became hard at the sight of Chun Li. Without saying anything, all of them entered their chambers. Once inside, they were sealed in. Soon yellow light bathed each individual inside the chamber as a sly smile appeared on Joker’s face.

*****

Hours Later

                        Once again, Commissioner Gordon sat at the front row of strip club. Sitting on his immediate right were Chief O’Hara and Joker. On his left was M. Bison and seated at various tables all around them were the most notorious male criminals in all of Gotham City. And like last time, Sakura was under the table, busily pleasuring the old man’s member as everyone watched what was happening on the stage.

            On the far left of the stage was a completely nude, but heavily oiled up, Chun Li with a pair of black six inch heels. She was resting on the stage as her legs were spread wide, giving everyone a view of her shaved cunt. A metal rod then appeared from the stage, so she placed herself over it, and thrust it into her pussy. The Chinese woman then began to hump the rod as she slammed herself on it again and again. Her hands were placed close to her knees for support as she bounced. The force of her actions made her tits bounce and jiggle about at a maddening pace that made everyone's cock as hard as the metal rod in her sex.

            On Chun Li's left was Detective Renee Montoya. She too was completely nude and oiled up. However, she was dancing in a cage. Montoya traced her nipples and pussy along the bars. Every few minutes, she would put clothes pins onto her nipples. The detective also had toys like her nightstick to play with. In fact, she inserted it into her cunt after she had made all the bars slick with her juices. She too was wearing heels, but th chain from her handcuffs were nailed into the heels of her shoes, making sure that she couldn't spread them too far, but mostly it was there to rattle the bars when she danced.

            Left of the female officer were Blair Dame, Sharon Dame, and Poison Ivy. The Dame sisters were heavily oiled up and wearing nothing more than black dog collars around their necks and a pair of six inched black heels on their feet. Both women were busy mashing their chests against each other while their hands gripped each other’s ass. Their tongues were busily wrestling each other for all to see. Poison Ivy sat on a swing created by a branch and two vinces above the women. The woman was completely naked except the various wines that crossed and fondled her body. Her legs were spread wide open as a vine pumped in and out of her dripping pussy. As Poison Ivy swung back and forth, several vines dangled off the swing and snaked up the Dame Sisters’ legs and eventually ended up in their cunt, causing them to grunt loudly while they kissed each other.

            On the far right of the stage was Rose. When the Gypsy woman first arrived on stage, she was fully clothed, but after having her hands chained above her head while her legs were spread part and her ankles chained to the floor, there was very little clothing left. This was mostly due to the fact that a fully dressed Catwoman was busy using her leather whip on Rose's heavily abused body. Much like Catwoman earlier, Rose's body was now nothing more than a canvas of pain, bruises, welts, and cuts.

            On the right of Catwoman's section were Huntress and Spoiler. The two heroines still had the masks and boots, but the rest of their costumes were gone. Also, the women were heavily oiled up and due to many hours of staying in the tanning bed, their skin was bronze, which made the pinkness of their pussies stick out even more. Both women gyrated lewdly to the music, moving their hips while shaking their tits, and parting their legs. Some times they would fall to the floor and pretend to hump the floor. Other times, they would finger themselves until they almost climaxed on stage while the crowd ate up their act.

            In the center of the stage, Batgirl gyrated between Batman and Robin, who were chained to wooden chairs and blindfolded. Batgirl’s outfit consisted of a simple latex leotard, complete with elbow-length gloves, thigh-high boots, and neckline that was so high-cut that it served as a choker. There was a small microphone attached to the outfit, allowing her to speak to the crowd. Bison had told her exactly what to do and what to say. If she failed to comply with a single part of the act, her father would suffer. That was the last thing she wanted and even though she knew that obeying Bison would mean the end of any hope for escape, Barbara was going to go through with it. Moving to her breasts, she shakily traced her fingers around the base of her orbs, stealthily moving the zipper around as the two pieces of latex that covered her magnificent breasts fell off as well. Moving to her sex, it took her a few seconds to compose herself for what she was about to do. Finally, she undid the zippers on the sides of her cunt, leaving just a single thin strap to protect her forbidden hole, but the strap almost immediately lodged itself between her dripping cunt-lips. “I love my tits,” Batgirl moaned as she groped them. “And my cunt is so wet! That’s right boys, I’m just a piece of fuckmeat with tits and a horny wet cunt. I will perform for each one of you every night. You’re all so hot . . . I want you all inside me!” Batgirl moaned as she cupped her tits and pushed them to toward her face.

            “Yea!” numerous criminals shouted in approval.

            “But before I let my master fuck me with his massive cock, I have a present for all of you. You can tell that I am a nasty whore, but that’s a good thing. Yet, I’ve been a bad girl. I ruined several of your plans over the years and I want to atone for them,” Batgirl spoke as she pointed at the two men secured to their chairs.

            “Do it! Do it!” the criminals started to chant.

            Batgirl sauntered up to Robin and stood directly in front him, shaking her ass for the crowd to see while she undid the blindfold. Once it was freed, she tossed it to the floor and buried Robin’s face in her cleavage for several seconds before pulling back. “Did you like them, Boy Wonder?” Batgirl cooed.

            “Yes Batgirl, you have nice tits. They must bounce up and down when you fuck your master,” a converted Robin spoke as Batman’s jaw almost hit the floor. “A dirty whore like yourself must ride him long and hard. You’re probably a screamer too, screaming louder and louder, telling him how dirty you are and how much you need him to fuck you.”

            “Oh yes, Robin! You’re so right!” Batgirl exclaimed.

            “Robin!” Batman exclaimed.

            “Oh shut up!” Robin snarled. “Batgirl’s got quite the bod. With a body like that, she deserves to be fucked hard!”

            “Looks like Robin is coming into his own. Would you like to show everyone your secret identity, Robin?” Batgirl asked, pretending not to be dreading his response.

            “Robin . . . no . . .” Batman stammered.

            “Looks like Batman is almost lost for words,” Batgirl joked as her mind screamed for her to stop what she was doing.

            “Lost for words? He would be lost for words only if he saw how hot you were. But why don’t you free me so I can unmask,” Robin spoke.

            “No need! Gentlemen, I give you . . . DICK GRAYSON!!” Batgirl spoke gleefully as she moved behind Robin and tore off the mask before undoing his bonds.

            “Yes folks, Dick Grayson is Robin! Bison and Joker have shown me the light!” the Boy Wonder spoke as leapt from his chair.

            The crowd was stunned silent. They weren’t sure if it was Joker’s prank or if it was real. But they did notice Batman was squirming in his bonds now. “If Dick is Robin . . . then . . . Batman must be . . .” Two-Face shouted as he stood up from his seat.

            “Stop right there, big boy! Don’t ruin it for the rest!” Batgirl warned as she moved behind Batman and pressed her tits against the back of his head.

            “They almost ruined it there, Batman,” Robin spoke as he made his way over to his mentor. “Everyone is probably trying to guess your identity right now. It must weird for them to know that we have fought against them for so long. Yet, we’ll be fighting side by side with them soon enough.”

            “Robin, don’t do this,” Batman spoke, barely audible to the audience.

            “Do you want to see who Batman really is?” Robin asked.

            “YES!!” the crowd shouted loudly in unison.

            “Are you ready to become what you hate, Batman?” Robin sneered.

            “Don’t do this, Robin.”

            “Do it! Do it!” the crowd chanted.

            “Why? Is it because we’re chums or is it because we’re the Caped Crusaders?”

            “Don’t Robin.”

            “Always a man of few words. Alright Batman, I won’t do it,” Robin spoke as he stepped behind Batman and placed his hand on his shoulder.

            “BOOOOO!!” the crowd jeered.

            “Wait! Settle down! Batman is right. Batman is always right. There is way too much history between us for me to betray him. And although I would like to hear all of you cheer me . . . I’m afraid I can’t do it. I cannot unmask the bat. But . . . Batgirl can!” Robin shouted as Batgirl wanted to die. However, she took a big deep breath before Robin finished his sentence, knowing what he was going to say. When the end of the sentence had been uttered, she pulled on the cowl, which came off with the blindfold. “I give you Bruce Wayne!” Robin exclaimed.

            “WE KNOW WHO BATMAN IS!” the crowd shouted as they erupted in thunderous applause. Some of them even went as far as slapping Joker on the back and shaking his hand. Other slapped Chief O’Hara hat. However, not a single one of them dared to touch Bison, who sat emotionless as he pointed at the stage with his finger before rising from his seat to make his way toward the stage.

            “Settle down! Batman has to go and meet the Psycho Drive,” Robin spoke happily as Cammy, Juni, and Juli appeared on stage. The three dolls immediately dragged the chair to the back of the stage as Robin picked up the blindfold that once belonged to Batman. The Boy Wonder said nothing as he secured the blindfold over Batgirl’s eyes, even retying it to make sure that it stayed on.

            Once the blindfold was secured, Batgirl felt Robin move away. The woman then immediately began to moan while her fingers pumped in and out of her pussy. In a matter of seconds, she was dripping all over the stage. “I’m preparing myself for my master,” Batgirl moaned. A few minutes passed by before she felt two hands touch her inner thigh. Instinctively, Batgirl moved her cunt over her master’s dick. “Now for a good fucking!” Batgirl screamed as she impaled herself on the cock. She rode him hard while her moans grew louder and louder as her tits bounced furiously. She then felt his hands grip her hips, pulling her down even more. “FUCK YES!! FUCK ME! FUCK ME, MASTER!! POUND MY CUNT! I NEED YOUR COCK INSIDE ME!! I NEED IT BAD!! FUCK YOUR, FUCKTOY!” the woman screamed as she threw her head back, giving the crowd a better view of her breasts.

            “WOOHOOO!” the crowd cheered and whistled.

            Batgirl continued to ride her master’s dick as she felt his hands move from her hips to her breasts. She felt him rise from the stage, where he began to bite and suck on her tits. “OH YES!! SUCK ON MY TITS!! BITE THEM!! HARDER!! HARDER!! OH YES!! GROPE THEM!! BE ROUGH!! SO ME WHAT KIND OF SLUT I AM!” Batgirl screamed

            “SLUT!! SLUT!! SLUT!!” the crowd cheered in approval.

            The cheers were deafening, but each word coming from the mouths of the crowd stabbed her to her core. Yet, she couldn’t deny that she was building toward an orgasm. However, she was trying her best to suppress it. The woman still had a little fight in her, but deep down, Batgirl knew that all was lost and that world was forever changed. Soon, some of the Gotham’s most notorious criminals would be her regulars. And since she had ruined their plans for so long, she knew that they would plan something awful as revenge. While those thoughts ran through Batgirl’s head, her body pushed her ever closer to the edge. The former crime fighter slowly removed her master from her tits and laid him down again. Then, she rode him in earnest as she tried to climax. Soon, her body began to quiver as she felt the sensations within her boiling over. “OH YES!! SO CLOSE!! SO CLOSE!! OHHHHHH!!! FFFFFUUUUCCCKKKK!!   FFFFFIIIIIILLLLLLLL MMMMMYYYY CCCCCUUUUNNNTTT!” Batgirl wailed as she climaxed. Her cunt squeezed the cock and tugged mightily on it causing it to explode, filling her womb with hot spunk. Batgirl’s head shot back as, her cowl was ripped right off, including the blindfold. Within seconds, her head shot forward and she saw the shocked white face of Commissioner Gordon, her father. She was fucking her own father! Before Batgirl could say anything, another climax rocked her body. This time, she lunged forward and buried her father’s face between her sweaty tits as she clung onto his head of support. The woman’s screams were so loud that she couldn’t even hear the thunderous applause coming from the crowd nor the gasps of her own father.

            It took Barbara Gordon a few minutes to recover as she laid on top of Commissioner Gordon. The woman mumbled weakly to herself as she tried to shake the cobwebs. That’s when she realized she was lying on top of her own father. Barbara quickly lifted herself up and saw the pale face of her father. He was coughing as his hands twitched weakly by his side. “No daddy . . . I’m so sorry . . . please daddy . . .” Barbara wailed.

            “Bar . . . ba . . . barba . . .” the old man groaned as tears streamed down his face.

            “What’s wrong?! What’s wrong?! Tell me!” a hysterical Barbara Gordon cried.

            “He . . . hea . . .rt . . .” Commissioner Gordon uttered even weaker than before.

            “OH MY GOD!! HEART ATTACK!! NOOOO!!” Barbara shrieked as she pulled herself up and placed both hands on her father’s chest and pushed several times. As more tears flowed down the sides of Commissioner Gordon’s face, Barbara became even more frantic. Tears flowed from her own eyes as she felt his body become cold. “NOOOOOO!!!” the woman wailed.

            “She fucked her own father to death!” one of the villains laughed.

            “Way to go, Babs!” another shouted.

            Barbara Gordon was beside herself as she pounded on her father’s chest. “There has to be a way! There has to be!” the woman ranted feverishly. That’s when she spotted Bison. “PLEASE MASTER!! HELP HIM!! I’LL DO ANYTHING!! JUST HELP HIM!!”

            “You know Batgirl . . . the audience seemed to like what they just saw. How about putting that in your act? And I mean fucking your own father and not the whole killing him part,” Bison smirked.

            “YES!! ANYTHING!” Barbara shouted.

            “You’ll fuck your own father as part of the act?”

            “I’LL DO ANYTHING YOU WANT!! I’M YOURS!! I’LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT!! JUST SAVE HIM!! DON’T LET HIM DIE THIS WAY!! PLEASE!!”

            “You’ll fuck him?” Bison asked again, giving a bit more emphasis this time around.

            “YES!! I’LL FUCK MY FATHER!! I’LL LET HIM FUCK ME IN FRONT OF CUSTOMERS!! I’LL FUCK CUSTOMERS IN FRONT OF HIM. WHATEVER YOU WANT!! JUST DON’T LET HIM DIE THIS WAY!! PLEASE!! OH GOD!! PLEASE!! SAVE HIM!!”

            “Very well,” Bison sighed as his hand began to glow an eerie blue. He pushed Barbara’s hands out of the way before placing his open palm on the old man’s chest. Within seconds, he pressed his hand against the old man’s chest and the man would have bounced off the stage if it wasn’t for the fact that Barbara was still seated on top of him. Bison retracted his hands as the old man began to breath again. He was wheezing, but color was beginning to return to his face.

            “Oh daddy,” Barbara sobbed as she caressed the man’s cheeks while planting kisses on his forehead.

            Bison barely paid any attention to the spectacle beneath him. Instead, he motioned to the back. Within seconds, Cammy came out with an oxygen tank and mask. The British woman had to nudge Batgirl aside as she quickly placed the mask over the man’s mouth and nose. “I’ll take him to the infirmary. We’ll plug him into the machine and monitor him,” an emotionless Cammy spoke as she pushed Batgirl.

            “Stop that,” Bison spoke as he held Batgirl’s hand and helped her to her feet. “Take her father and make sure that he makes a full recovery. I don’t want him dying in her next act.”

            “Yes sir,” Cammy spoke.

            “Chief O’Hara! Please assist Cammy,” Bison ordered as an emotionless police chief got on the stage and helped Commissioner Gordon to his feet.

            “Joker. Take our allies and have them get recharged. Once Chief O’Hara is done, he will reposition the police force so they are nowhere near the banks that need to be robbed.”

            “Consider it done! Come on lads!” Joker laughed gleefully as the others happily followed.

            Bison watched Barbara’s eyes as they followed every step that Commissioner Gordon took. The man smirked knowing full well what she agreed to. In fact, Barbara knew what she agreed to as well. She didn’t even try to reason with herself. She was simply numb by the whole experience. Instead, she leaned against Bison while her father’s sperm dripped out of her sex and trailed down her legs. “You can visit him later tonight, but we have other things to attend to now,” Bison spoke as he gripped the woman’s shoulder and began to walk off the stage. Barbara Gordon didn’t say a word and didn’t look back as she followed Bison off the stage.

*****

            “Alright. Stop dawdling. Everyone in,” Joker spoke as he directed the various criminals toward the Psycho Chambers. “There’s enough for everyone. The dolls have even marked the ones that belong to you. That way, your current powers will be magnified accordingly.”

            “How so?” Penguin quacked.

            “You won’t be able to shoot umbrellas out of your hand, but your mind and strength will be magnified,” Joker repeated.

            “That bird brain won’t get any smarter,” Riddler laughed.

            “Why you!” Penguin snarled as he raised his umbrella and pointed it at Riddler.

            “I’m sorry to interrupt, but one stray shot in this room could set off the chambers. The explosion would more than likely kill all of us and turn Clayface into an ashtray,” Joker spoke in a serious tone.

            “Bah!” Penguin growled as he put his umbrella down.

            “Do hurry and get into your chambers. We have a schedule to keep and an entire city to plunder,” Joker laughed.

            The other criminals nodded and made their way to their individually marked chambers. Once they had all entered the chambers, Joker walked toward the wall and pressed a button on the console. The lids immediately closed as a yellow light engulfed the criminals inside. Each one could feel their muscles rippling as their muscles absorbed the power from the light. All of them smiled knowing that they would be able to unleash unlimited chaos in Batman-less Gotham City. However, some of the criminals began to have some doubts after a few minutes had passed. Unlike the last time where their muscles grew, they began to feel a tingling in their heads. “Hey? What gives?” Riddler inquired.

            “What do you mean?” Joker asked.

            “My head is tingling!”

            “That’s your brain getting craftier.”

            “But it hurts! Turn it off! I’ll take the extra strength! Give the losers like Bane and Killer Croc some extra brains!”

            “What babies you are?” Joker sneered.

            “Alright Clown Face! Stop the damn chambers!” Two-Face growled.

            “No dice,” Joker laughed. “These Psycho Chambers and Psycho Drives . . . who can tell them apart. Besides, I have plans for Gotham City! Bison got his heroines to play with and will allow me to run this city while he runs Wayne Enterprises from behind the scenes. Then we’ll distribute drugs to plague the city. The addicts will be destroying things left and right and since we have infiltrated the police force, they won’t do much to stop it. That’s where I will come in and stamp out crime . . . at least the ones done by the addicts. You all will continue to pillage the city, but I will stop you from time to time, basically take the place of Batman. Ironic, but poetic. The citizens will cheer me on and eventually, they will vote me into office. Eventually, I will have legitimacy in terms of running this city. It will be my little playpen. Once that happens, I will smash all of you, gaining even more popularity. Of course, you will all be my obedient servants long before that happens,” Joker spoke as Montoya and Chun Li still nude and heavily oiled entered the room. “I must be off, boys. I got people to do tonight . . . well, just these two,” Joker laughed as he escorted the women out of the room while all the criminals grimaced in pain.

*****

            “AARRRGGGHHH!” Bruce Wayne groaned right before he bit his lips in a vain attempt not scream. The man was totally nude. He was also strapped spread-eagle to metal table while a metal helmet was strapped to his head. The helmet was reprogramming his mind and scrambling his thoughts. Yet, he was fighting it even though Huntress, Spoiler, Catwoman, Poison Ivy, Blair Dame, and Sharon Dame were standing around him, naked and smiling.

            “Stop fighting it, Bruce Wayne,” Bison spoke as he entered the room with Robin behind him. The evil man snapped his fingers as Blair and Sharon Dame quickly left the room.

            “He’s a fighter,” Robin spoke.

            “Yes he is, but there isn’t much reason to fight anymore. Robin was nice enough to show me what you have hidden in the Bat Computer. I’m downloading everything now. I might leave this hideout for Joker and relocate my equipment to your Batcave. I think Wayne Manor will be a suitable place and my lovely toys. If it makes you feel better, I’ll retain Alfred. In fact, he’s in the Psycho Drive that I had earmarked for you. Unfortunately, he got to use it first so I have to use this device right now. My apologies, but I hope you accept my gift,” Bison smiled.

            “Hello Batman,” Barbara Gordon spoke as she entered, wearing the same outfit that she wore while walking off of the stage with Bison. Except this time, she had black collar around her neck with an O-ring in front. Attached to the ring was a long silver chain, which she held in her hand. It didn’t stay there long as she handed it to Bison. Then she sauntered up to Batman. She immediately got on the table and got on all fours. “My master wants you to be one of his enforcers and I’m going to help that along,” Barbara spoke as she licked her lips.

            “Batgirl . . . don’t do . . . get back . . .” Batman panted as Barbara gripped the base of his cock and began to massage his balls while she slurped her tongue up and down his cock. Within seconds, the woman sucked his dick into her mouth. She then pumped her head up and down on his member while the other women massaged Bruce Wayne’s body as they pressed their tits against him.

            “By the way, Batman. I found some interesting files about your friends. It will prove quite helpful if they decide to intervene. When Barbara is done with you, I’ll have Robin put you inside the Psycho Drive just in case. Afterwards, I think you should help me catch a little canary,” Bison laughed.

            “Must fight,” Batman’s mind grunted as it found it hard to fight the sensations that the various women were giving him.

            “Don’t fight the pleasure. Give in to the pleasure,” the women repeated over and over again.

            “Must fight . . . feels so good . . .”

            “Don’t fight the pleasure. Give in to the pleasure.”

            “Must . . . feels so good . . .”

            “Don’t fight the pleasure. Give in to the pleasure.”

            “Must . . . must . . . must feel good,” Batman’s mind spoke as he felt a surge of pain inside his head before he blacked out.

*****

            Joker was in heaven as he sat on his large bed with his legs spread. His back was fully supported by the large number of pillows, but he could care less about that t the moment. Instead, his hands were too busy patting the heads of Chun Li and Renee Montoya, who were busily licking and kissing his erect member. The woman’s faces were as white as Joker’s, thanks to all the sperm that was drying on their faces. Neither women paid any attention the drying sperm that decorated their flawless features. Both women simply had one mission and they were damn sure to complete it; they had to service their master’s cock until he told them to stop. Earlier, Joker watched the women and action and would occasionally see them kiss and flick their tongues at each other, but now the man was watching the unfolding scene in front of him at the head of large bed.

            “Oh yes,” a sweaty Blair moaned in between kisses with an equally sweaty Sharon. Both women were nude and knelt with their legs parted. This allowed Joker to see their juices dripping from their pussies. He also couldn’t take his eyes off the women’s tits as they rubbed them against each other over and over again while they jockeyed for position. He could watch the scene all day, but his thoughts were interrupted.

            “Master Bison has sent me to entertain you,” a nude Catwoman spoke as she sauntered next to the bed.

            “Really now?”

            “Yes. Batman’s conversion is almost complete. The master has taken Barbara Gordon to a special room. Thus, he sent us to entertain you.”

            “Us?” Joker inquired as he saw vines suddenly drop down right behind Catwoman. He then saw Huntress and Spoiler both dangling from the ceiling as a series of vines squeezed their breasts while others were pumping in and out of their pussies. Joker than glanced back at Catwoman, where he saw vines snaking up her body before lifting her off of her feet and pulled her to his left. His eyes quickly darted to his left where he saw Poison Ivy seated on a series of branches while her breasts and pussy was being fucked by the vines.

            “Bison sure knows to pick them and this is what I call entertainment!” Joker smiled to himself.

*****

            Barbara Gordon gritted her teeth and tried to keep her mouth tightly closed as her hands gripped the rail on the bed in front of her. Her legs were parted as she leaned forward. M. Bison was forcefully fucking her pussy from behind. His hands gripped her hips and would often make their way to her bouncing tits before coming back to her hips. In fact, his hands some times even moved to front of her sex, collecting some of her juices and smearing it on her tits, back of the neck, or her face. The young woman’s eyes were darting back and forth before her father’s sleeping face and the machine that showed that his heartbeat was steady. Barbara could see all the wires and equipment, which were monitoring her father’s health. Part of her was happy that Bison was helping him while the other half was in constant pain knowing that it was her unmasking that caused all the pain. Yet, she was content knowing that he was recovering.

            Bison on the other hand could care less if the old man lived or dad. He had plans for Batgirl regardless of the old man’s health. Yet, he had Cammy setup all the equipment to ensure that the old man would recover. Simply put, it would be easier to destroy Barbara’s will if he lives. The man was not happy that she defied his orders and almost foiled his plans. Plus, he was now going to make her pay for her failed act of defiance. “Does he look better than when you saw him on stage?” Bison inquired as Batgirl refused to move her lips. “Answer me or next hit will be my fist against his face,” he snarled as he slapped the back of her head.

            “Yes,” Barbara grunted as she quickly closed her mouth in hopes of not waking her father.

            “Do you want him to fully recover?”

            “Yes,” Barbara quickly uttered, a pitch higher than before.

            “I hope you remember what you said while on stage. I want you to tell him what is happening now and what lies ahead for you. And if you don’t, I may just have to pull the plug,” Bison threatened.

            A tear dripped from Barbara’s eyes a she realized what she had to do. However, she knew she had no choice but to comply. “Da . . . daddy,” Barbara stuttered.

            “Faster,” Bison growled.

            “Daddy . . . I’m so lucky, daddy. I’m so lucky that Bison has chosen me to be his fuck-toy. He’s fucking me now, daddy. He’s pounding my cunt. He’s pounding it hard,” Barbara yelped. “He’s turned your daughter into a slut. I’m a whore and I need to be treated like one. I’m a dirty whore, daddy, and I need to be fucked like one. My body was made for fucking.”

            “Louder!” Bison growled. Barbara tried desperately to choke back the tears. “I said louder . . . or do I need to pull the plug?” Bison growled as he gave Barbara’s tits a mighty squeeze.

            “I’m so lucky, daddy! I’m so lucky that Bison has chosen me to be his fuck-toy! He’s fucking me now, daddy! He’s pounding my cunt! He’s pounding it hard. I’m a whore and I need to be treated like one! I’m a dirty whore, daddy, and I need to be fucked like one! My body was made for fucking! Master Bison has turned your sweet little daughter into a full blown slut!” Barbara cried as she saw her sleeping father’s face flinch.

            “You need to be punished, Barbara. You need to be punished for trying to escape.”

            “Please master . . . please punish me. I was bad! I deserved to be punished! Do you want to whip me?”

            “No Barbara. I’ve changed my mind. Since your father is recovering, I won’t punish you like that. In fact, I’m going to make sure that you two come closer together. When your father recovers, he will watch you fuck the various criminals of Gotham City. Hell, he will even participate. He will also be present for your surgery.”

            “Surgery?”

            “Yes Barbara, surgery. You’re a slut and sluts have big tits. In fact, you’re my special little whore. That’s why you have to show everyone that you are a whore. And you’ll need large whore tits to do just that.”

            “Oh god!” Barbara’s mind reeled in horror.

            “Are you happy about getting a large set of whore tits, Barbara? If you are, I want you to tell daddy all about them and what you can do with them.”

            Barbara gulped and took several seconds to formulate her reply. Tears streamed down her face as she gasped for breath. Barbara didn’t want to say it, but a hard tug on her nipples and a finger pointing at the machines monitoring her father, brought Barbara back to reality. “A whore is only good for fucking,” Barbara moaned pathetically. “I’m a whore and I need to show everyone that I am one. I can’t just act like one . . . I have to look like one! I need to make men happy with my slutty body! So I need big tits! Did you hear that, daddy? I’m getting large whore tits! I want a pair of large slutty tits! I need a pair of large slutty tits! I need to have a cock pistoning between them! I want to wrap my tits around one! I need to be fucked like the bitch I am and I must look like a total slut to do it! And you’re going to watch me, daddy! It makes me so hot! It makes me so wet knowing that you’ll be guiding me toward my future! And you’ll also get to try out my new body! I can’t wait!” Barbara moaned loudly as the tears flowed freely now. The young woman wasn’t sure if she wanted her father to recover since she didn’t want to have him see her transformation. Within a few seconds, Barbara cursed herself for thinking such thoughts. She wanted her dad to recover . . . even if it meant seeing her transformed into an extreme slut with large tits. That was the last coherent thought that ran through Barbara’s mind before an explosive orgasm blasted through her body. Her eyes rolled back as she wailed feverishly while her body quaked. Her pussy juice gushed out of her sex as Bison filled her womb with his spunk. And this was just the first of many orgasms to come as Bison fucked the woman by her father’s bed.

*****

Three Weeks Later

            “Are . . . are you . . . you okay, daddy?” Barbara Gordon panted.

            “I’m better now, sweety,” Commissioner Gordon replied as he caressed his daughter’s left cheek with his right hand, wiping her tears and another liquid away. It had taken him two weeks to recover from his heart attack, but he remained bedridden. During that time, Bison had placed him sporadically inside the Psycho Driver and Psycho Chamber. For one, Bison wanted the old man under his thumb, which meant he had to keep him alive. He never pumped him full of Psycho Power, but a little charge here and there was enough to help his heart heal. As the old man healed, Bison explained to him what would happen to his daughter if he ever disobeyed him. Commissioner Gordon had almost died when he realized that he was fucking his own daughter and he knew he could never live with himself if he was the cause of his daughter’s own demise, which Bison promised would be a long and excruciating process. Thus, the old man agreed to consult with Bison before he gave any orders to the police department, giving Joker free reign in Gotham City. He even agreed to the plans Bison had for his own daughter, Barbara. The old man reasoned that it was best to agree and hope that his daughter would eventually escape Bison’s clutches. This was why the man was caressing Barbara’s cheek, wiping the sperm from his own dick from his daughter’s face.

            “Did I do . . . did I do a good job?” the woman gasped as she stared lovingly at her father.

            “Yes dear. You did a good job,” the old man replied as he wiped the gunk onto his sheets. Commissioner Gordon then glanced up at the glass ceiling and saw a smile on M. Bison’s face. The evil man was kneeling behind his daughter, pumping his dick in and out of her pussy while she hovered over her him on all fours. Not wanting to see that, he returned his attention to his daughter’s face, but could not keep his eyes off her swaying breasts.

            “You like my new tits?” Barbara moaned.

            “New tits?”

            “Master Bison has injected a new hormone into my tits. They’re getting bigger with each injection. Soon my cunt will be able to milk customers’ dicks and they will be able to milk my tits like a cow. My tits need to be huge for my customers. That way they will know that I am a slut,” Barbara moaned. Commissioner Gordon’s mind was disgusted by what his daughter’s own words. He didn’t want to even think about all the perverted criminals in Gotham City jerking off to pictures of his daughter. Yet, he showed no emotion. The old man had no idea that it was killing Barbara to say such things to him and that she too was trying to hide her true feelings.   “Go on, daddy. Grope my tits.”

            The old man didn’t want to, but he complied. He had touched them before when he was on stage, but now, her breasts felt so soft. He then began to tweak her nipples up and down between his fingers, which caused Barbara to let out little yelps whenever her nipples were pushed up. “How many more injections?” the old man panted as his heart began to race.

            “I don’t know . . . but . . . harder . . . make my cunt wet . . . harder . . . squeeze them harder!” Barbara moaned as the old man reluctantly complied.

            “Do you want to suck on them, Commissioner Gordon?” Bison asked nonchalantly.

            “Oh yes, daddy! Suck on them! Cover every inch of my tits with your teeth marks! Chew them as if they were hamburger meet!”

            “I . . .” the old man stammered.

            “Come now, Commissioner Gordon. Barbara sucked you off earlier, it’s only fair for you to suck on her titties,” Bison spoke as the old man reluctantly complied.

            Barbara felt the teeth bite down on her defenseless nipple. The woman wanted to cry, but all that came out of her mouth was low moan. Worse yet, Barbara found herself reacting to the situation. Her body was on fire as she bucked her hips to meet Bison’s thrusts. The thoughts of her father sucking her titties faded as she only thought of Bison fucking her like a whore, driving her closer to her impending orgasm. Finally, her eyes slammed as her ogasm hit. “OHHHH YESSSS!!! FILL MY CUNT, MASTER BISON!!” Barbara screamed loudly as she fell on top of her own father. Her body quivered on top of his while her breasts pressed against his face.

            Commissioner Gordon released Barbara’s nipple and rolled them off his face. He then watched the content smile of his daughter as she continued to ride her climax. The climax seemed to last forever, but it eventually stopped. The old man then stroked Barbara’s cheek yet again. “You’re going to make a great fuck-toy,” he spoke with a dry throat and a heavy heart.

            “Thank you, daddy,” Barbara replied, trying desperately to hold back the tears.

*****

Two Days Later

            The large ballroom was filled with criminals. There were numerous mob bosses including the biggest boss of them all, Rubert Thorne. Organized crime wasn’t the only one to have members present. In fact, other underground groups like Red Claw were also present in the form of their leader, the Red Claw. Mad scientists were also present with the most notable of them being Doctor Emile Dorian. There were also various corrupt businessman with the most notorious one being Roland Dagget, the former owner of Dagget Industries. Of course, people that didn’t fit into any category were present as well with the most infamous being Ra’s al Ghul. Regardless of who was there, each one looked at the others with growing suspicion. The distrust grew even greater when people like Two-Face, Scarecrow, Bane, and Penguin entered the room.

            “Look boss,” a mob member spoke to Rubert Thorne.

            “I see him. Just don’t let Two-Face get too close to me,” the mob boss muttered as even more criminals like Riddler, Clayface, and Killer Croc entered. Following close behind them were lesser known criminals like Louie the Lilac and Egghead.

            “Looks like the gang’s all here,” a voice cackled from the stage area.

            “Then hurry up with it, I am a busy man!” Rubert Thorne bellowed.

            “Calm down. Calm down. I have some very important news to report, but first a joke,” Joker laughed.

            “We don’t have time for jokes! Some of us have important experiments to perform,” Dr. Dorian snarled.

            “Now, why can’t that cat of yours get your tongue?” Joker retorted.

            “Look you stupid clown! We’ve got things to do. There’s no telling when the police will appear! Especially since you practically invited every known criminal in Gotham City!” Roland Dagget yelled.

            “True. I did invite everyone, but everyone is here because I said that I would reveal a big secret. I’m sure everyone is dying to hear what I have to say regarding Batman’s secret identity, but I can assure you that the police will not trouble us.”

            “How can you be sure?” another mob boss inquired.

            “I have an inside man,” Joker laughed as he clapped his hands. Within a matter of seconds, a hush came over the crowd as Commissioner Gordon walked up to Joker. The old man shook Joker’s hand and raised his hand before taking a step back. “Commissioner Gordon has ordered all of Gotham City’s finest to stay away from this building. I promise that no cop will appear here even if gun fire lasted for an hour in this building.”

            “That’s not quite true,” Commissioner Gordon spoke as the crowd stared nervously.

            “Really?”

            “Really. Especially since I couldn’t keep her tied to the bed,” the old man spoke nonchalantly as Officer Renee Montoya scampered onto the stage. The crowd was completely silent since the woman was completely nude except for the pair of clear stiletto platforms with seven inch heels and gold star pasties covering her nipples sex. The woman tackled Joker from behind and hugged him tightly as she planted kiss after kiss all over him.

            “You have the right to fuck me as much as you want,” the female officer giggled like a regular bimbo.

            “See folks, the police aren’t coming . . . well . . . except her, but that’s later. So a quick appetizer before the main course,” Joker laughed as he snapped his fingers. Once again the crowd was silent as they stared at the woman making her way toward Joker. This time it was Batgirl, who still wore her purple cowl, but that was the only remnant of her old costume. Her yellow gloves were replaced by elbow-length purple lace gloves that did nothing to cover her fingers and the purple nail polish painted onto her nails. Like Montoya, she too was wearing a pair of clear stiletto platforms with seven inch heels. But unlike Montoya, Batgirl did not have pasties. Instead, she wore a newly designed bikini. The bikini consisted of a purple chip thong while the top was nothing more than her old Bat logo except it was slightly larger. The front of her tits were covered by the logo, but onlookers could get a perfectly clear view of her breasts from the sides since the thin purple string keeping the logo mashed on top of her breasts was rather thin. The woman walked up to Joker, where she turned to face the crowd. She struck her familiar pose where she placed her knuckles on her hips and spread her legs. Commissioner Gordon then approached the woman. His hands reached between her arms and snaked their way between her tit flesh and logo, where he began to knead and grope Batgirl’s tits. While he was doing that, Officer Montoya released Joker and knelt in front of Batgirl. The woman moved the chip thong aside and began to eat the woman’s shaved sex. Soon, the logo fell to the ground as the crowd went nuts, erupting into hoots and wild clapping.

            “How did he do that, boss?” one of Rubert Thorne’s henchman inquired.

            “I don’t know . . . but at this point, I don’t care if the cowl comes off or not,” another henchman added.

            “Joker!” Rubert yelled over the clapping and cheering. “Joker!”

            “Hold it down! Hold it down, people! It looks like Rubert Thorne has something to add,” Joker yelled into the microphone as the crowd quieted down.

            “I can see that Officer Montoya is real, but how do we know that Batgirl is really Batgirl?” the man asked.

            “Yea! He has a point!” other people in the audience began to agree.

            “I promise you as the new crime boss in Gotham City that I will bring chaos out of order and that no one from the Bat family will ever trouble you again.”

            “She’s not Batgirl is she?”

            “I will remove the cowl to prove that she is Batgirl soon enough. However, you should all be more respectful to the new crime boss,” Joker smiled as he pointed at himself.

            “You, a crime boss? You have to be kidding me,” Rubert Thorne laughed as several others in the crowd began to follow suit. All the while, the other criminals that were betrayed by Joker began to move toward the laughing audience members.

            “Very well then. If you’re not with me then I have to get someone to kill you then,” Joker sighed.

            “You and what army?” Rubert Thorne laughed as he snapped his finger while his men pulled out their guns. This was followed by other crime bosses pulling out their weapons as well.

            Joker said nothing as he snapped his fingers. Suddenly, Joker was surrounded by some of his old enemies. Huntress, Spoiler, Robin, and Batman stood on the stage, holding weapons aimed at the crowd. Not only where they standing on stage, but Guile, Blair, Sharon, Juli, and Juni were on stage as well. “Well, I have this army and the one that’s already in the crowd,” Joker cackled as the all hell broke loose in the audience. By the time the dust cleared, there was blood scattered throughout the room. Yet, the main carnage consisted of dead bodies. The men that were still alive, were either wounded, unconscious, or scared out of their minds. Joker assessed the situation and quickly spoke. “For all the ones that remain alive, you can obey me as the new crime boss of Gotham City or you can join the others,” Joker laughed as the remaining people nervously clapped.

*****

A Week Later

            “I still don’t understand the point of capturing those miscellaneous crooks,” Bison spoke as he sat on a large red leather chair.

            “It’s simple, Bison. Rubert Thorne controlled the biggest mob organization in Gotham City. Thanks to his outburst, I had Batman kill him during the fracas. When the dust cleared, the other smaller mob bosses were scared shitless that they quickly agreed to obey us. We control the entire criminal underworld here in Gotham City,” Joker laughed as he sat behind a purple leather chair while a large round wooden table separated the two men.

            “That still doesn’t answer why I have more criminals in the dungeons waiting to be processed.”

            “Dorian is an excellent scientist. I think his skills will be greatly needed when it comes to creating obedient creatures for us. He created Tygra and you created Blanka. Can you image if both of your talents were combined to create new creatures?”

            “Not bad, Joker.”

            “That’s not all, Bison. Ra’s al Ghul bathes in the Lazarus Pit and the pits heals his wounds and allows him to live an extra long time. He’s like that damn rabbit that pimps off batteries. We can use his knowledge of the pits to increase our own existence. Of course, we can get rid of the madness that ensues from the initial dip. But that may take time. Besides, he has a hot smoking daughter named Talia, who I am sure that you will want to add to your collection,” Joker smiled.

            “Looks like I found the right man to put in charge of my operations here in Gotham City.”

            “Oh, don’t worry. I’ll take care of everything here in Gotham City while you play with your new toys. I even have some dirt on the mayor. Seems like he has more toys than both us put together. I’ve spoken to him already and it turns out that he doesn’t want his wife to know. So I told him that I would keep things on quiet for the meantime as long as he doesn’t interfere.”

            “I guess you should be rewarded then. The Dame sisters are yours to do as you please.”

            “Those two busty sluts? ALRIGHT!! JACKPOT!!” Joker smiled.

            “By the way, my agents were unable to locate the person that you wanted at Arkham Asylum. Seems that they moved Harley a few months ago.”

            “It’s okay. She’s somewhat of the jealous type. She may do something bad to my new pets,” Joker smiled.

            “I’m sure that you know Chun Li and I have quite the history between us. It is hard to let her go, but I believe you can humiliate and use her as well as I could. I created this as my farewell gift to her,” Bison spoke as he snapped his fingers. Instantly, Chun Li entered the room. Joker felt his pants immediately tighten as he saw the beautiful Chinese woman enter the room. Chun Li hadn’t worn very much clothing since her capture and things hadn’t changed. The woman still had her white buns in her hair with long white ribbons, but her fighting outfit was gone. The blue collar with gold embroils outlining the collar remained around her neck, but the rest of the outfit had been torn apart. The parts were then sewed back together to create a sideless G-suit, which was nothing more than a large V coming down from her neck, barely covering her nipples and sex. A thin piece of cloth ran up her spine, keeping the rest of the back completely bare. The woman also wore a pair of black latex gloves that went well past her elbows. Then much like Batgirl earlier, she too, wore clear six inched heels.

            “Master Joke . . . please . . . please fuck me . . . Bison has inserted a vibrator into my cunt and ass . . . they’re driving me crazy . . .” Chun Li pleaded.

            “Not until you take this pill,” Joker smiled as he pulled a white pill with blue stripes from his pocket. The Chinese woman knew that it was a narcotic. She knew that it was the drug that she wanted to stop Bison from creating in the first place. Yet, she needed to be fucked so badly. Thus, the woman’s carnal needs won out as Chun Li took the pill and popped it into her mouth.

            “Impressive,” Bison smiled.

            “I learned from the best. I heard that Barbara Gordon sobbed for almost two hours nonstop after she returned from ballroom. Then again, I did order Commissioner Gordon to lick her cunt inside the limousine during the drive back.”

            “She did cry. But I have other things planned for her.”

            “By the way, Bison. Batgirl has a friend named Black Canary. She’s still running free in Gotham City. The woman is a blond and likes to wear fishnets. I think you’ll like her,” Joker smiled as he stood up from the chair and moved the cloth from Chun Li’s dripping sex. The man pushed his fingers inside her sex as the woman moaned. Her head flipped backwards and then thrashed side to side as Joker moved his hand deeper inside her. Another moan left her mouth when Joker pulled the small vibrator out of her cunt with an audible pop. Joker tossed the vibrator away and picked up Chun Li by the hips, dumping her on the table. With his cock already erect, the man simply undid his pants and drove his dick into her. He moved the straps away as Chun Li wrapped her legs around his buttocks. Joker than pinned the woman’s hands beside her head as he thrust again and again. He watched happily as her tits jiggled with each thrust, which only helped motivate him.

            “Fuck me, master! Fuck your slut! Fill me with your sperm! I don’t want to return to Interpol! I want to stay here and be your fuck-toy!” Chun Li screamed as Joker slowly moved his lips toward hers. With lust in her eyes, the Chinese woman stuck out her tongue and licked Joker’s chin and lips. The man then thrust his face forward as the two quickly locked lips and kissed each other passionately.

            “My how the mighty have fallen. However, Barbara Gordon’s fall will be even greater,” Bison snickered as he left the room.

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