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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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A week passed and in that time a sense of normalcy descended on the house as Russel and the three former Batgirls got used to their new lives together.
When he woke up this morning the top news item of the day was that Bruce Wayne, the Batman, had finally been apprehended after a week on the run from the law. The billionaire vigilante had been sent to a federal super maximum security prison and was awaiting trial for multiple offenses.
Russel was watching the segment in the living room while his girls were making breakfast. They had already been up for well over an hour and they were all naked. They all woke up early every day to perform their shaving and waxing routine. They helped inspect each other thoroughly and their bodies were always kept in immaculately smooth condition.
As the news was running Russel looked over to the kitchen. It was an open living space and the kitchen connected to the living room so the girls could see what was on the TV. They watched without a word. He noticed Mouse sucking her thumb. He got up and went over to her.
“Are you all right, Mouse?” He asked her, standing in front of her.
She nodded her head and stopped sucking her thumb. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Are you sure?”
Despite her progress in the last week, Mouse was still very sensitive. Certain things triggered her. Any mention of vigilantes or police or super villains could be risky. A few times since she had come up from the basement she had episodes that left her shrieking and crying, as though she was losing her mind. When this happened either Cunt and Cassandra or both would be there immediately to try to relax her, but they could only do so much. Ultimately only Russel had the presence to truly calm her down and reassure her of her safety and who she really was.
Mouse looked up at him with her green eyes. “I think so Daddy. I know they arrested Batman. I think that’s good. Maybe now he’ll be gone forever.”
“Yes, Mouse. He will be gone forever.” Russel headed back to the TV. “I don’t think we need to watch any more of this.”
He switched off the set and came back to the kitchen. Cunt and Cassandra went back to their cooking and Russel took Mouse by her shoulders and lead her to the couch. He wanted to take her mind off the Batman and put it on to other things.
“Get on your knees, Mouse. Let’s see that pretty tongue of yours.”
Mouse was happy to comply. She loved it when Daddy told her what to do. Everything was so much simpler for her when she didn’t have to think or make any decisions. She was very adept at performing tasks. It was her favourite thing to do.
Russel admired her smiling face, mouth open wide and tongue sticking out. He’d had a lot of contact with that tongue on every part of his body in the last week and this morning would be the same. He was already erect and stuck himself deep into her mouth. Usually he would let Mouse do the work, sucking him in a sultry manner or dancing her tongue over him. Today he felt the desire to be more forceful.
With his hands on each side of her head he slid his fingers through her hair and took hold of her skull and started to bob her head back and forth, fucking her face. Mouse kept her arms down to her sides and just let Daddy use her how he liked. A little discomfort was nothing to her as long as it made him happy. She just stared up at him lovingly and slid her tongue from side to side underneath his shaft as he pumped in and out of her face. On a few of his thrusts he went deep and Mouse gagged when he did this, but he had reassured her multiple times before that this was not a bad thing for her to do. It was an ordinary response to getting throat fucked and as there would be a lot of that in her future she should be comfortable with her bodies natural reactions.
After a few minutes had passed he pulled out of her mouth and had her get on her hands and knees. Mouse was quick to do this and arched her back automatically, sticking her ass as high as she could with her legs spread invitingly. Russel dropped down to a squat and pushed his already wet cock into her pink gash.
Mouse squeeked as he bottomed out in her cunt. Her Daddy had the best cock in the world! She bit her lip to help with the pain of him going so deep, but then remembered that she was not to bite her lip anymore which was a lingering bad habit of hers, so she started to suck on her thumb instead.
Russel fucked her in this position. Her pussy had tightened up nicely over the past week, it seemed amazing to him that he had ever managed to get his whole fist up there. Women’s bodies were remarkable things, he thought to himself. So fun to play with and so fun to hurt.
Cunt and Cassandra continued to work on the meal which was almost done, although they both kept stealing glances over at their Daddy and sister. There was no jealousy between any of them at all. They all knew that he would get around to fucking each one of them, usually multiple times a day. In truth all three of them sometimes felt like their pussies were exhausted. Daddy’s stamina was otherworldly and even all three of them, young and fertile and fit as they were, had a hard time keeping up with him. Their mouths and assholes helped take some of the burden off their twats but even then it was hard keeping up with the man of the house.
Mouse came. Her moaning was muffled by the thumb in her mouth but it was still loud enough for all of them to hear. Russel smiled as he saw her love juices flow, leaving wet spots on the carpet below. She would be the first to receive his cum today.
He kept on pounding her and Mouse felt another one coming. She started to bite down on her thumb now, making the cutest little girl noises as she felt the energy rise and start to spill over the top. Then Russel let go and the feeling of his hot spunk flooding her insides was enough and Mouse screamed out in delight.
They came as one, their organs throbbing together as pussy milked cock and sucked in that vital essence. Mouse was lost in ecstasy as she felt the thick semen being pushed deep into her. She finally pulled her thumb out of her mouth and lay her head on the floor. She was filled with emotions and she started to gently sob.
The last squirts of cum drained from Russel. He felt at ease. Everything was quiet now except for Mouse, who sometimes wept when she came. When she first started doing this he thought she was being triggered, maybe recalling an early rape by him from when she was Batgirl. But she told him this wasn’t the case, and that she was crying because she was so happy. She wasn’t lying either. It was just how Mouse was. She had developed into a funny, oftentimes neurotic girl. So Russel had left it alone. If she cried after a hard fucking then that was all right with him. He actually found it to be enjoyable.

After breakfast he send Mouse and Cunt outside. His backyard was large and private but had suffered from years of neglect as Russel was consumed by his work and shifted his time between his house and his headquarters in Gotham city. In recent days he had his girls get to work on tending the garden. It had become another chore he had added to their list, one that they all dutifully performed.
Inside the house in the living room he sat across from Cassandra in a chair. Cass was sitting on the couch and had on her schoolgirl uniform. It was the outfit he most often had her wear when she wasn’t naked. The dark haired girl sat with her legs together and her hands on her lap, waiting patiently.
Russel had the artifact in his hands. Cassandra had noticed this but said nothing. It wasn’t her place to ask questions. Whatever Daddy wanted to do, he would do.
With his hands on the artifact, Russel spoke. <Disregard all my previous commands.>
There was an immediate shift in her demeanor, even though Cassandra didn’t move. The happy, docile face that she had worn for over a week now changed. In its place was a distant and anguished look. She was Cassandra Cain again.
She simply stared at him. Russel was curious to see if she would attack him. He was ready. In truth he was even looking forward to it. He had enhanced his body tremendously but aside from fucking the Batgirls brains out on a regular basis he hadn’t used his physical abilities very much.
Long moments passed. Finally, Cassandra spoke.
“Why?”
He watched her for a moment but she didn’t continue.
“Why what?”
“Why restore my mind?”
“I thought it might be nice for us to talk.”
Cassandra looked at him. “To toy with me?”
“No, Cass. Just to talk. And to give you a choice.”
She gave him an odd look. “What choice?”
“How do you feel, Cassandra? How do you feel about whats happened to you and your friends?”
Her face changed. Russel could detect something fierce beneath the surface of her feminine features and natural beauty.
“How do I feel?” She said in disbelief. “You...you’ve taken our lives. You’ve stolen who we are! How do you think I feel?”
Russel folded his arms and leaned back in his chair, putting himself in a more disadvantageous position if she decided to leap at him and attack.
“I don’t know how you feel. But Cunt and Mouse seem very happy to me.”
Cassandra’s eyes widened slightly. “That’s not them! That’s not them, you did that to them...”
Then she remembered. He had removed all the psychic commands that had held her mind and now she could recall the name of her friend who had it taken away.
“Steph...” She said, mournfully. Her name was Stephanie Brown, not that vile thing he had called her. “You stole Stephanie’s name. And Barbara...you tortured her! You stole her identity...”
Cassandra had not wept since she was a child. But in that moment she felt the emotions welling up inside her and she knew she was on the verge of spilling tears.
“How could you?”
Russel had been watching her. She didn’t seem like she was going to try to fight him. Despite her immense inner strength it seemed to him as though she had suffered a deep wound. Like something precious had been lost and the loss had shattered something within.
“You probably won’t care for my response, Cass. But I respect you so I’ll tell you. It’s because I’m crazy about you three. I don’t know if you girls understand just how much lust you provoke in a lot of men. Or maybe you do, maybe that’s part of the whole Batgirl thing. But I did it because I could. Because any man in my situation would be stupid not to take what he wanted in this world. And I wanted you three. I wanted you as slaves and lovers. Not just for a quick rape, either. I wanted your souls. I wanted to take your lives. By depriving the world of what you were I took it all for myself. Now you three are mine to enjoy. And maybe, for your own sake, you can find enjoyment in your new life as well.”
Cassandra was shaking her head slowly, as if trying to reject him. It was too awful to confront this reality. He wasn’t at all sorry for what he had done. He was proud of the fact that he had been the one to unmask and humiliate the Batgirls publicly. Her mind went over everything they had been subjected to, how he had forced it on the public and exposed them in the worst way imaginable. She felt broken inside.
“Are you trying to tell me you don’t like it here?” He asked her.
She gave him a dangerous look. “How...how could I like it here?”
“I don’t know, this last week you’ve probably had more orgasms than you’ve ever had in your entire life.”
Cassandra grit her teeth. While that was probably true it was a perverse and warped statement.
“I was under mind control. That’s not fair!”
“Yes. I guided your actions and thoughts. But aside from living within those guidelines it was all you. You still made the choices you made. Some of what you did even surprised me. If anything it’s like I revealed aspects of yourself that even you didn’t know about.”
She just stared at him. She didn’t want to accept what he was saying. He had controlled her, he had used her mind!
When Cassandra didn’t speak Russel continued. “Be honest with yourself, Cass. I know all about your past, Barbara told me every little detail. Your time with me has been the happiest you’ve ever been in your life.”
She sat there sullenly, shaking her head. She couldn’t acknowledge that. He was trying to play games with her.
Then she recalled the past week. Compared to her life as Batgirl or as an assassin, it had been easy. Carefree. And so, so sexual. Her intimacy with Steph in particular had been special, the two girls had bonded in ways she would have never thought imaginable before.
Even with him. Her Daddy. Their lovemaking had been fierce and passionate and raw. His strength and dominance had made her quiver. He made her feel like a woman. An object of supreme desire. But that was mind control. Would she feel the same way otherwise?
“It’s not right...” She said, a shadow of doubt creeping into her voice. “It’s not...you made me like that. I didn’t have a choice!”
“Well. I’ll give you a choice now then.”
Cassandra looked at him. She was trying to read him, trying to see if he was manipulating her or taunting her or playing games. She could detect no guile in him.
“What do you mean?” She asked.
“I’ll give you a choice. Do you want to stay here with us? Or do you want to leave and go back to your old life...what’s left of it, anyway.”
“You’re lying. You would never let me leave here.”
“I will. Oh sure, I’ll install a command that makes sure you forget where I live. I’ll make sure you’re never able to find any of us again. But you’ll be free to be Batgirl again. Of course you might have to get a new suit unless you want to fight crime with your pussy showing. And you’d be all alone since Batman is finished and all your old allies are being arrested or disappearing. But maybe you could do it. I’m sure there’s some safe house still available to you. You can go live in a sewer somewhere and keep fighting lowlifes at night. All alone by yourself. Would that really make you happy?”
Cassandra said nothing.
“And one more thing. If you go that route you’d better start by make an appointment at an abortion clinic. I think we both know that I’ve pumped you so full of cum that you’re probably carrying triplets by now. And that life you think you still want is no life for a baby.”
Cassandra’s hands went instinctively to her belly. She looked down, feeling uncertain for the first time.
“Could you do it? Even knowing it was mine. Could you kill an innocent, unborn baby? Maybe you could...you’ve killed plenty of times before in your life.”
“That wasn’t my choice.” Cassandra rasped, feeling defensive now.
“I know. You never had a choice as a girl. You were used. Used to create the perfect killing machine. You’ve been used all your life. Even the Batman used you. Maybe he was nicer about it but he was using you to his own ends as well.”
Cassandra wanted to reject his words. Batman had treated her with kindness. He had respected her and given her more than she had ever been given before, he gave her a purpose and a new chance at life.
If she was being honest with herself now though, there had been an element of self interest even in his generosity. He would have helped her either way, but in the end it was her fighting prowess that made her worthy in his eyes of being an ally and an equal. Her abilities enhanced the effectiveness of his own operations. Despite all he had done for her, he had recognized an opportunity in her. He had used her just like her own parents did before him.
Could she do it? Could she terminate the pregnancy? She had taken no test yet and it was not definite. But deep down she felt as though the truth was already certain. Unless she was truly infertile, completely incapable of having children, then she must be pregnant already.
Russel watched her and could see the conflict in her face. His words had hit her hard because there was truth in them. He stood up and went over to her. He squatted down so that his face was close to hers.
“You have a choice to make now, Cass.” He said to her with a voice that was brimming with honesty. “You can try to salvage what’s left of that old life of yours. That life you never had much say in. Or you can stay here with us and make a new life for yourself. We can be your new family. I know for a fact that Cunt and Mouse will be very sorry to see you go. You’ll break their hearts. In a lot of ways you complete us. It’s up to you. But don’t discount your own importance. And don’t discount the joys of bringing a life into this world and all the good you could do here.”
Cassandra’s eyes started to water. It wasn’t a fair choice. She felt torn by the part of her that was bound by honour and the part of her that wanted a more loving, nurturing existence. She looked at him as tears began to spill down her eyes. Then she made up her mind.

Cunt and Mouse were on their knees working outside when they heard the patio door open and shut. They looked up to see Daddy and Cassandra walking towards them.
Mouse gave one of her meek little smiles and got back to work, but Cunt noticed something different. It was Cass. She had gotten so used to the bouncy, silly, sex-crazed girl over the past week or so that she had nearly forgot the quiet intensity that the girl used to constantly carry about her.
“Cass?” She asked as they joined with the two girls in the garden. Cunt stood up, regarding her friend. Cassandra gave her a small, knowing smile.
“Yes, Cunt. It’s me.”
Cunt’s eyes went wide. He had reverted her! But why? Was she going to stay like this? What had they been talking about in there? A hundred questions popped up in her mind but she fought to maintain composure, as always, trying hard to be Daddy’s best girl.
Russel had a little chuckle at Cunt’s reaction. She seemed startled, perplexed and excited all at once.
After Cassandra had agreed to stay with him he gave her another chance to change her mind. She refused to do so. Cass was set now. She understood deep down that there could be no way back for her. She had been unmasked and exposed and seen doing such perverted things in the public eye. He had obliterated Batgirl forever. Even if she took up the cowl again there would never be that same level of fear or respect that she once commanded. And in the end there was nothing in that life. No chance at real, enduring happiness. No chance at having a family of her own or of seeing her child grow up and enjoying all the things that had always been impossibly out of reach for her. She really wanted to stay here with Daddy and Mouse and Cunt now. This was her brightest future.
Maybe what he did had been wrong. But Cassandra had been robbed of her childhood by her own parents. Being wronged was something she had been born into, something she had experienced since she drew her first breath. She couldn’t be bothered by the morality of Daddy’s decisions. What was important to her was that he honour his word.
After she had determined to stay with him Russel picked up the artifact. He told her he was going to wipe the name’s Barbara Gordon and Stephanie Brown from her mind. Then he did something unexpected and asked her if she was okay with it.
She agreed. They were his girls and their names were his to give and his to take. All three of them belonged to him now. What she then asked him in return was that he simply keep them. With the artifact at his disposal Cassandra understood that he could have any woman in the world and that he could have as many as he liked as often as he wished. This did not bother her. The only thing that gave her pause was that he might someday grow bored of his pets. The only thing she was afraid of now was being discarded.
Russel promised her that this would not be the case. They had been chosen by him to be the mothers of his children and the matriarchs of his dynasty. They may be his slaves but they were cherished slaves and as they grew older they would be treated like queens. Cassandra watched him carefully as he said this. She believed he was sincere. She prayed he was. Then she got down on her knees and swore complete loyalty and submission to him, her master and Daddy.
After that she remained in position, on her knees in front of him. “You’re in a suggestive pose right now, Cass.” he said.
She looked up at him and a shy grin appeared on her face. She wasn’t the star struck doll from before, but maybe that girl wasn’t so far away from who she was. Maybe she could learn.
“Well...” She said, a little unsure of herself. It was strange to her, feeling self conscious in front of him, especially after all they had been through. But some of her old inhibitions had returned and there was a trace of self-doubt in her. She wasn’t sure she could be sexy the way he liked it. But she wanted to be. She had to try her best. “Maybe you can let me suck your cock now, Daddy? Maybe that would be a good way to start our new lives?”
Russel smiled at his pet. She was going to work out nicely. After that Cassandra gave him a long, passionate blow job. She looked up at him as she pushed him to the back of her throat, gagging slightly but staring up for approval still. It was the first time she had sucked him under her own complete free will and he found it so much better this way. Cassandra Cain had capitulated to him. She didn’t want to be Batgirl anymore. For all the experience she had she was now just a 19 year old girl looking to him for guidance in this drastically different course her life had taken. He rested his hand on her head as she pulled back to kiss the tip of his cock, smiling up at him. She let out a small, playful giggle.
Now that she had made up her mind Cassandra felt a surge of excitement. No one had ever valued her for her feminine qualities like Daddy before. She could do this. They would all be together. Him, Cunt, Mouse...the family she never had.
He sat back down on his chair with his legs up and Cass licked her way down to his balls, sucked her way underneath and started to rim his anus with her wet mouth, hungry for approval.
She buried her tongue in his ass hole. Bearing his children would tie them together forever. Cassandra wanted him to breed a whole litter in her little tummy. She couldn’t wait.
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