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Breaking in the Batgirls	By : SmutSenpai Category: DC Verse Comics > Batgirl Views: 281 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Batgirl or the Batgirls or any DC properties. I make no money from writing this story.

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With the other two Batgirls no doubt on their way Russel decided to not waste any time. Despite her precarious position Batgirl looked at him defiantly, thankful that she was at least able to reach her allies. She knew they would be here soon, and no matter what happened until then she would eventually be rescued. She just had to hold on and be strong.
SMACK!
A hard open handed slap struck the heroine across the cheek, leaving a red mark on her face. It was a sudden strike and it surprised Barbara.
“Bad girl, Barbara. From now on you don’t do anything unless I say so. Don’t worry, I’ll teach you how to be a good girl.”
Russel hopped off his captive and onto the floor, and he quickly grabbed Batgirl by one of her ankles and yanked her off the desk, causing her to tumble to the floor. She began to scramble to her feet but he sent a hard kick right into her stomach and she collapsed again, coughing in pain.
Then Russel reached down to her utility belt which was not far from them and found the small set of handcuffs that were attached to it. Flipping her onto her stomach he cuffed both of her wrists behind her back. Now that she was bound this way, Barbara’s situation was becoming truly hopeless.
“I think its time to get better acquainted, Barbara. I’d love to get a better look at that body of yours. I’m sure I’m not the only one, either.”
“Go to hell!” She cried out, gasping for air, her stomach still reeling. She didn’t fully understand what he meant by him not being the only one who wanted to see her, but whatever his intentions were, she knew they wouldn’t be good.
Then Russel reached pulled her jacket down so that most of it was bunched behind her back, slid down her arms revealing her upper body. Then he put his hands under her chest and located her two nipples, taking hold of them each between his thumb and forefinger. Then he pulled her up into a sitting position and pinched and twisted with all his might. Immediately Barbara screamed in pain as he stretched her nipples out two inches from her chest. She tried to wiggle away but he held her close to him and continued to manipulate her sensitive flesh, twisting and yanking at her nipples.
“You don’t use nasty language, Barbara. That’s lesson one.” He told her. His cock was bulging in his pants, he loved the feeling of treating the famous Batgirl, one of the cities most eminent crime fighters, like this. “I’m going to enjoy molding you into the perfect little fuck-pet.”
Releasing his grip on one of her nipples he then took hold of her red hair and forced her to her feet. She tried to resist but felt almost weightless in his hands as he dragged her to a door that was located towards the back of the room.
Russel had been using this place as a hideout for a few years now and it was not uncommon for him to pull all nighters. As a result, he had this back room converted into a small, makeshift bedroom. The room had a bed and a dresser in it and not much else, but today he had it specially equipped for what he had in mind.
Barbara’s heart sunk when he opened the door and dragged her in. The sight of the bed caused her heart to race as his intentions were now crystal clear, but that wasn’t the worst part. She spotted two cameras in the room, each on a tripod facing the bed. There was even a boom mic hanging from the ceiling and a bright light overhead. He had actually set up professional studio equipment to rape her!
“S...stop...!” she said weakly, her voice getting caught in her throat. She was trying to fight the panic that was now rising in her stomach. Her legs felt weak under her and despite her training and her willpower, she felt her lips start to tremble.
The awful reality of the situation was getting too real too fast for her. She didn’t want to be raped! It was every womans worst fear, and even though she had done her best to mentally prepare herself for the possibility of such a situation before, the actual reality of it facing her caused her to cringe with fear.
Russel tossed her onto the bed like a ragdoll and was on her before she could squirm away. The old bed frame squeaked under their combined weight. He had already planned out exactly what he would do and wasted no time in getting her into position. Taking hold of her right ankle he pulled it up so that her leg was high over her head. Then he tied it there with a rope that he had already fastened to the headboard when he was setting up the recording equipment. He made sure a pile of pillows propped her up under her upper back and head, so that she would be forced up to face him and the cameras. Then with that done he slid his body down so that he was on top of her other leg, pinning it under him on the bed.
Now Batgirl was practically doing the splits, completely exposed to the cameras both pointing directly at her pussy. She was athletic enough that having her leg stretched so high above her head didn’t really hurt much, but her pride was shattered. She was turning red as she tried not to look at the cameras aimed right at her exposed womanhood.
Russel reached over and took one of them off the tripod, getting a closer view of his bound heroine. He pointed it at her face and noticed that the redhead was doing her best to fight back tears. She was scared and humiliated. He chuckled at her obvious distress.
“Nice little twat you have there, Batgirl.” He said as he pointed the camera down now, inches from her sex. “Although it might be a little tight for what I have in mind but we can work on that.”
Dropping the camera on the bed beside them he reached his head down and inhaled deeply. He could smell her aroma and it was wonderful. She must have lived a clean and healthy life. With all the excitement of a kid at Christmas he stuck his tongue out and began to lap at Batgirls pussy.
Barbara moaned in anguish. Her struggles had gradually died down to nothing now. She had spent all of her energy and knew there was no chance of escaping here on her own. She slammed her eyes shut tight and tried to send her mind elsewhere, tried some breathing techniques, anything to keep her mind from the fact that she was being probed by this criminals tongue in her most intimate and private area.
Russel ate the girl out for a minute before lifting his head up. He noticed Barbara's eyes were closed and didn’t like that. Then he lifted his arm high over his head and, with his hand flattened stiff like a board he swung it down hard and landed directly on her soft pussy, his own saliva adding to the wetness of the sound that echoed off the bare walls.
SMACK!
Batgirls eyes opened wide as dinner plates as she let out a shriek of pain. She had never experienced anything so cruel to such an intimate part of her.
“Keep your eyes open, unless you like having your little pussy spanked.”
He lifted his body up just enough to wriggle out of his pants and his boxers and then all at once his cock sprung free at last, bouncing into view in front of Barbara.
She let out a gasp as she saw it. Barbara had never seen such an aggressive looking cock. It stood straight out, completely rigid, covered with veins. It must have been over seven inches long and two inches around at least! She could feel her eyes starting to glisten as she realized what was about to happen. He was going to put that in her and there was nothing she could do about it.
“Not bad, huh?” He said proudly, noticing where her eyes were and the shocked expression on her face. In truth he had always had an above average member, but yesterday while he was playing with the artifact he had channelled some energy into his dick and had sprouted the most massive erection of his life. He must have added an inch to its length and at least half an inch to its girth. Even he was surprised at how stunning it looked.
He shifted his hips so that his cock had access to her and he took his huge cock by the base and began to slap it up and down on his captives crotch, taking aim at her clit. He was rock hard and was able to get some real force behind his cock slaps. Pre-cum leaked out and gradually made Batgirls vulva wet and sticky.
Then he slid his head snug up to her entrance and she nearly broke down.
“No!” She cried out, her voice shrill and feminine. “Please! Please don’t!”
“Don’t do what?” He said with a sneer.
“Don’t rape me!” She said, wide eyed and frantic. She was trembling now, truly afraid. “Please don’t! I-I’ll just leave, I’ll never bother you again! I swear! Just please, don’t do this!”
Tears were trickling down Batgirls cheeks now as she stared up at the man who had complete power over her. Her eyes were wide and they begged him to reconsider his course of action.
He smirked at her. “I’m not your first, am I?”
Then Batgirl realized it was hopeless. He was going to do it. Her friends were coming but there was no way they would get here in time to stop what was about to happen. The thought of them coming gave her a small measure of courage, and summoning the last bit of defiance within her she set her face to a scowl.
“Is...is that what you want? To be my first? Because you’re not!” She shouted at him, her voice sounding petulant and thin. “I’ve been with other men! And they were ten times the man you are!”
“Yeah right,” He said, applying a little pressure to her snatch. “I may not be first, but I’m definitely your biggest.”
Then a thought came to him. He leaned his head in to hers, as though he were going to plant a kiss on her lips, but instead his hand went to her cowl, and he switched on the transponder that linked to the other two Batgirls.
“Hi, Batgirls! This is your Daddy and new master! The next sound you hear will be your little girlfriend Barbara being raped!”
Then with a brutal shove, he forced his cock into Batgirls tight pussy.
She squealed loudly in shock, the way only a woman could, and then she started screaming as his big dick kept pushing even deeper, mercilessly tearing into her. He just kept on pushing his hips forward until he felt the tip of his cock bump into her cervix as he bottomed out inside her. Barbara was wailing in pain and defeat and tears were now running out of her eyes as she thrashed her head around. He licked some of the tears off her face as he kept himself buried as deep as he would go, an inch of his cock still outside of her.
He could feel every involuntary spasm in her cunt as it clenched and tightened uselessly, as though it could expel the invader. Her face was a hot mess of tears as she struggled against him uselessly. Some of her hair had stuck to her face as she thrashed her head around, one of the only parts of her body that could still move. He felt supremely triumphant. He was raping Batgirl and she was crying about it like a little girl.
Now he pulled his cock out so very slowly, admiring her pink pussy lips as they were pulled out along with him. They almost looked like they were imploring him to stay. Finally his bulbous cock head popped free and there was a trickle of blood on it. Apparently his violent entrance was too much for her sensitive little twat.
Then he slid back in, a little slower this time, and again didn’t stop until he bumped up against the back of her cunt, filling her completely.
Then he began to really fuck her.
He started to pick up a rhythm, slowly at first, but gradually increasing the pace. Batgirl was yelling now, begging him to stop as he started fucking her faster, plundering her precious pussy with his thick and rock hard cock. He felt like a god with his newfound strength and complete dominance over this sassy young vigilante. He kept on fucking her, in and out, steady and workmanlike in his pace as he began to lose track of time.
Batgirl was in hell. She couldn’t imagine that anything would be this agonizing. She was no stranger to pain but this was on another level, he felt like he was tearing up her insides with his evil cock. She had to get out of here! She needed this to end right now! She lost control.
“NOOOOO!!!” She screamed, her voice anguished and desperate. “No no no no! Dooon’t! Please, please stop! Please! Oh my God I’m begging you! I’ll do anything! Anything you want, I’m yours! Please stop hurting me!”
He pleading was truly pathetic thought Russel, and he was glad that the high quality microphone would pick up her begging perfectly. Batgirl looked truly frantic and she was saying anything she could, desperate to get him to stop. She was capitulating and submitting to him. Anything he asked her, in that moment, he was sure she would have done.
Minutes passed like this as the rape dragged on, and finally he felt his balls tighten. She was so cute and tight and hot and fucking Batgirl was the best thing in his whole life. Russel knew he was going to rape her again and again and the thought filled him with glee. He knew he was going to spill his seed very soon.
“I’m going to enjoy fucking your brains out.” He said, and it was true. He was in heaven, while Barbaras mind was delirious and she was almost beside herself with grief, her thoughts all scrambled in a mix of pain and humiliation.
Then he felt himself starting to go and with even more vigor he began fucking her for all he was worth. He battered her pussy as the first hot jet of white cum shot deep into Barbaras abused cunt. He kept on fucking at a furious pace as wave after wave of his cum burst out of his cock, saturating the inside of her pussy totally. All he felt was pleasure as his orgasm seemed to last forever, an unbelievable amount of cum gushing out of him.
In the end his climax lasted a full minute and when he was finally done he collapsed down on his captive, resting his body weight on her with his cock fully buried inside her, enjoyable little twitches coming from Barbara’s pussy without her willing it. They were involuntary but had the effect of milking out the last drops of his cum into her battered orifice and he twitched his cock back in return, the tiny movements felt by both of them, as though their sex organs were communicating together, independently of either of them.
They both breathed heavily together, the violence of the rape doing nothing to take away the closeness that they now shared. Russel suddenly realized that his hand was still on her cowl, and he lazily removed it, ending the transmission.
Then he pulled his cock out of Batgirls pussy with a loud plopping sound, and he noticed that she gaped open for a second before her hole closed up again. Her face was red, tear streaked and in complete despair.
Then he picked up the camera on the bed and went in for a close up of her fresh raped cunt. His thick white cum was oozing out of her pussy and trickling down to her asshole. Then he trailed the camera up her body, resting the camera directly in front of her face.
“And now for the grand unveiling. The unmasking of Batgirl!” He said with glee. Then he reached out and grabbed hold of her mask, his thumb going under the front of it as he peeled it up completely off her head.
“Voila! Batgirl is really Barbara Gordon!”
Barbara was in shock and stared like a deer in headlights right into the camera in front of her.
Then she started to cry again. Her face twisted into a mask of sadness as great heaving sobs racked her body. Her dignity was gone. She had been raped and unmasked. And the whole thing had been filmed.
“Duh-duh-don’t...don’t show that to...to anyone.” She said in between sobs, her eyes now going to his. He could read the pain and humiliation in them and they looked at him helplessly. “P-please, don’t....”
Barbara felt sick to her stomach. What had just happened to her...no. It was too horrible. If that video got out...her image, her reputation, everything would be destroyed forever. She tried to wake up as if from a bad dream but she couldn’t escape her world now.
Her life was ruined.
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