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Batgirl’s Magic Box	By : NatMar Category: DC Verse Television > Batman Views: 3636 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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“…Only after she has sucked off and swallowed a load of cum from each of you gentlemen,” the Magician’s words hung in the air.
“Don’t be disgusting. We would never do such a thing!” Jim Gordon finally jumped in.
“I don’t see that you have much of a choice, Commissioner. That is my offer, you can take it or leave it.”
“Why should we believe that you’ll keep your bargain?” Chief O’Hare asked skeptically.
“As I said, you don’t have any other choice. If you leave that office before I give my leave, Batgirl dies instantly. Either you have a chance that I’ll keep my word, or she’ll die anyway.”
“He’s right,” Batman’s voice was filled with defeat as he held up a hand to pause the other men. “We obviously have to do what he says.”
Batman stepped up to the desk and positioned the box along the edge. He looked down into Batgirl’s nervous eyes as he undid his utility belt.
“We might as well enjoy it. I have to admit, part of me has always wanted to defile that arrogant face of hers.” Barbara looked up at Batman with shock at the uncharacteristically crass declaration. He looked down at her sternly, his face revealing nothing. “I want you to suck me till I’m big and hard, Batgirl. Then I’m going to shove myself all of the way down that tight throat of yours!”
What did he mean by that? Barbara silently asked herself. His behavior wasn’t what she expected from Batman. Was he trying to tell her something?
She had to admit that, somewhere in the darkest corners of her mind, she had fantasized about Batman. But not like this, not in front of her father, or the others. Unfortunately, she had to acknowledge that she was helpless. She could only hope that there was a plan greater than just using her for their pleasure.
Batgirl silently nodded, wide eyed as the crime fighter pulled down his pants and revealed his large, flaccid penis. Unable to move her head, she had to rely on him to position his hips close enough for her to scoop up the tip with her tongue and draw the soft organ into her warm mouth.
Knowing that she was being watched and judged, she put as much energy into the activity as she was able. The masked heroine wrapped her lips around the organ and began working the majestic shaft until she could feel it begin to grow. Once it began to stand on its own, she was able to turn her face in order to lick its length. She slid her tongue up from the base, over the tip and returned down the other side. Then she repeated licking the length of the shaft before returning to take the head into her mouth. Her lips barely stretched around the healthy girth. Batman even raised up to drop his scrotum into the box so she could lick his testicles. She rolled the balls on her tongue before gently sucking on each one individually.
By this time, Batman’s cock was fully erect and coated with her saliva. As she sucked at the large testicles, Barbara looked up to see the enormous, glistening shaft towering over her face. It was long and thick, true to the super heroic nature of its owner.
Finally Batman pulled back and pointed the head of his enormous erection at her pouting mouth. Barbara’s lip trembled for a moment before she parted her lips and kissed the bulbous tip. As Batman began to force himself into her mouth, she tried to relax her jaw. Her eyes quickly began to water at the strain as she tried not to resist it.
From the other side of the room, with everyone being careful not to draw attention to him, it was easy for Robin to feel like no one could see him. Although he tried to remain professional, his teenage hormones were going into overdrive at the display happening right in front of him. Batgirl was making soft gagging and choking noises as their mentor pushed more and more of his long shaft into her face.
Robin shuffled carefully as his own substantial erection began to grow within his tight green shorts. One hand carefully inched across his hip on its way to loosen the tight elastic of his pants. Just a few feet in front of him, Batman’s pelvis was bouncing against the lip of the box, his testicles were slapping Batgirl’s chin and her nose was pressing into his stomach. The normally tender and considerate hero was fiercely thrusting his enormous cock all of the way down the helpless girl’s throat.
Suddenly Robin was distracted by a soft beep. He picked up the tracking screen that he had completely forgotten about and looked at it. Batman was still obviously located right in front of him. But suddenly, for just a moment, there was the tiniest flash appearing at a location across town. Then it flashed again, and again. It was as if Batman was momentarily in two places at once.
He looked up again and realized that the anomaly was happening in perfect synchronization with Batman’s thrusts. And he understood the plan, Batman’s enormous penis must almost be reaching Batgirl’s sternum as it extended down her esophagus. It was actually reaching into the location of Batgirl’s body! This had been Batman’s intention all along. The teenaged sidekick marked the location on the tracker and gave a silent thumbs up.
Although Batman didn’t acknowledge it, he was proud that his protégé recognized the necessity for doing what needed to be done. The Caped Crusader moaned to cover the sound of Robin slipping open the window and swinging out. With the precinct doors being watched, it would be the only safe way to exit the building. Fortunately, having just turned eighteen, Robin was old enough to drive the Batmobile on his own, meaning that he would be at the Magician’s lair soon. Batman and the others just had to continue to stall long enough for rescue to arrive.
Batman pull back from Batgirl in order to, both ease the stress on her tight throat and give himself a chance to control his performance. It was vital that he hold off his climax as long as possible in order to give Robin time to arrive at the destination. Unfortunately Batgirl had no idea about the plan, so she continued to enthusiastically work her lips and tongue around as much of the bulbous head of the Caped Crusader’s dick as she could reach.
Suddenly, her eyes grew wide and her face quaked with tiny tremors. Her mouth widened, even more than the enormous girth of the organ inside, and a protracted moan rolled out of the heroine as she began to orgasm. This was too much for even the stoic Dark Knight as her tongue vibrated against the sensitive underside of his cock. Batman instinctively thrust his hips forward, and with his own orgasmic moan, shot his load deep into the back of Batgirls throat. He stood frozen as his throbbing erection blasted his ejaculation into the girl’s mouth.
He pulled his softening dick out of her panting mouth and let it flop onto the desk. A thin string stretched out from her bottom lip as Batgirl gasped for air. A couple of thick drops oozed from the corners of her slack mouth.
“Oh yeah… Very… Nice,” the Magician’s staccato delivery indicated that he was actively using his captive’s other end; which a series of soft slapping sounds confirmed. “It looks like… you both… enjoyed… that… Now… who’s… next…?” Batgirl softly grunted with each pulse.
“Well, I guess if it has to be done,” Commissioner Gordon reached for his belt buckle, trying not to show his enthusiastic anticipation.
Barbara Gordon looked up at her father with terror. She couldn’t do that. Not with him. That was too much.
“Chief O’Hara!” the redhead blurted out quickly. “I want to do Chief O’Hara next!”
“Oh… well… very well,” Commissioner Gordon stepped back, not doing a very good job of hiding his disappointment. “If you’d prefer…”
“Really?” Chief O’Hara looked around, surprised. Then he stepped forward, fumbling with his own belt buckle. “I really… well… If it’s what you want…” He pulled out his perfectly adequate penis, which was already fully erect, and presented it to Batgirl. After Batman’s superhuman dimensions, it seemed laughable, but Batgirl knew she would have to make it last as long as possible in order to put off having to service her own father.
But just then, her body was wracked with an aftershock as it shook with another orgasm. She closed her eyes and cried out a second time.
“Oh god! I’m coming again!” her lips quivered as she gasped.
And that was all it took, before he had even touched her mouth, Chief O’Hare ejaculated with a throaty cry to a variety of saints. Ropes of sticky semen blasted across the crime fighter’s mask, nose, chin and lips as she came down from her own climax.
“Oh Batgirl, I’m so sorry,” O’Hara stammered as the last few shots spurted across Batgirl’s forehead.
“That’s quite alright, Chief,” the heroine blinked a dollop of cum out of her eye, which dripped down into her hair. She quickly licked some of the cream off of her lip and swallowed it, preempting the Magician’s claim that she had not completing her task. “I understand.”
“Well, I guess I’m next then,” the Commissioner once again stepped forward and reached for his belt.
“No, wait!” Barbara snapped out, desperately looking for an excuse to delay the inevitable. “I… I can’t do it!”
“It’s for your own safety, Batgirl. The longer this lasts… the longer the Magician will keep you alive,” Batman couldn’t reveal that help was on the way, but it was important that they keep things going as long as possible.
“I know, I know. But I’m sorry, Commissioner. I… I just can’t… with you,” she sobbed.
“Now see here, Batgirl, I know that I’m no Batman. But…” Gordon gestured at O’Hare, not wanting to belittle his friend, but clearly offended that the Chief was found more acceptable in the young woman’s eyes.
“No! No, I’m sorry. It’s not you Commissioner. I promise,” Batgirl pleaded. “I just… can’t do it.”
“But why not?” Commissioner Gordon demanded.
“I can’t do it because…” Barbara Gordon stammered as she realized what she had to do. It was the only way to explain her reluctance. It was bad enough that revealing the truth would ruin her crime fighting career. But it would kill her father after witnessing what he had just been forced to watch her do. It was also a certainty that the information was going to make her release even less likely, she was going to become even more valuable as a bargaining chip. However, she also had to admit that there was no other way. “I can’t do it, Commissioner, because I’m really…”
Suddenly the small, tinny speaker came to life with a much more familiar voice.
“Batman! It’s Robin. I’ve arrived and I’ve secured the location!”
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