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Scolding of the Bat	By : Corina Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 21842 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Batman series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter Eight – Robin Revealed

Batman’s words shot out like daggers, straight into Robin’s heart. The woman he loved, lay helpless across the table, her nakedness replacing any dignity she once had. It was no secret what Batman had done to her. He could see the swollen opening of her anus as it twitched, forcing itself to contract back to it’s normal tight pucker.

He stood there for a moment, frozen. Above her anus was her womanhood, shaved smooth except for a spot of auburn locks forming a neat little triangle. And even from where he stood, he could see her juices glistening in the artificial light. He knew he was staring, and quickly caught himself, and his eyes going upwards, catching glimpse of her ample and perfect breasts, heaving up and down frantically as her heart raced in fear.

She was truly a sight to witness. Beautiful. And so helpless and vulnerable. His body was being torn in a million different directions. Anger towards Batman for doing this to the woman he loved. Arousal grew in his pants at the same moment, seeing the goddess laid out for his and Batman’s enjoyment. It was a sickening thought, and one that he found aiding to the growing erection in his pants.

Control. It was something that Batman always had. But it was something that Dick was still working at. He had no control over the situation. Nor the hard cock now trying to escape his costume. He had dreamed about being with Barbara since the first moment he laid eyes on her. Taking her to the heights of ecstasy and then having her return the favor. But never did he want it like this. Then just why was his cock throbbing in anticipation?

His body switched to impulse, as he stripped his gauntlet and reached his bare hand deep down into his pants, stroking his manhood. He was embarrassed at the motion, but could do little to stop the animalistic urges that had suddenly awakened within him. But deep down…he knew he couldn’t take Barbara. Not like this. Not with Batman watching. Not with her being afraid. Could he?

Barbara squirmed in horror as she saw Dick reach into his costume. There was no denying as to what his hand was doing. She felt even more scared and alone, with the two of them now there. What Batman had done was bad enough. But now…Dick? How could he? Her horror quickly turned to anger as she watched the Boy Wonder prove to all in the room that he was indeed a man, stripping from his costume and standing before her naked as the day he was born.

All that remained on his body was his mask, effectively shielding his eyes from her view. It was like a sick game. Not being able to see his gorgeous baby blue eyes. Eyes she had fallen in love with. But for the first time, she saw the rest of him. His muscular body was perfect, as if chiseled by a master sculptor. While Batman was bigger and more brutish, Robin was definitely an acrobat. His slighter form only seemed to accentuate every ripple in his chest. She caught herself scanning her body, her eyes now glued on his erect and eager member. While not as thick as Batman’s, it was far longer.

Batgirl could only silently pray that this was all a sick and twisted game. That Dick would save her. Save whatever shred of dignity she had left in her being. That he would send Batman out of the room and release her. But as his hand stroked his engorged member, that hope was slowly dwindling away.

“She’s beautiful,” Dick said simply. “I never thought…” But his words were cut off sharply by Batman’s voice.

“You’re wasting time Robin.” It was a simple comment that showed right there and then the difference between the two men. The coldness of Batman and the awe of Robin. Two peas from a completely different pod. But neither seemed inclined on letting Batgirl go. At least not yet. That became even more apparent as Robin crossed the room, walking up to the table that she was strapped to.

Her eyes pleaded with him not to do this. Tears streamed down her cheek. And yet she knew that Dick wasn’t looking at her face. Quite the contrary. His eyes were glued to her glistening womanhood. If she could have…she would have screamed for him to stop. She didn’t want him like this. Her only solace was the fact that her virginity would be taken by Dick and not Bruce. However small that solace was, it was all she had left to cling to.

Robin released his own touch on his cock as he moved into position. He had always wanted this. Always wanted her. And with Batman watching, deep inside he hated it. He didn’t want to take her life this. But his choices were limited. By refusing, he would anger Batman. By complying he would lose the woman he loved. And while his heart tore between the two people that meant the most to him in the whole wide world, he did the only thing he could. He acted like the man he had grown into.

“I’m sorry Barbara,” he said, finally meeting her fearsome eyes. “But remember I do love you,” he said to her, his words barely above a whisper. But even so, he knew that Batman had heard him. He wasn’t going to be happy about it. But his heart screamed that he needed to say them. “I’ll be gentle…” he told her, forcing a slight smile to cross his face as her touched her thighs, wrapping his arms around them.

Dick moved his body slowly, the exact opposite of the ferocity of Batman. He let out a loud moan as he felt his manhood press against her, feeling the emanating heat coming from her. His heart screamed for him to stop. His body screamed for him to push. And Dick…was torn between his emotions.

Barbara could see the inner turmoil that was going on. Maybe she couldn’t see his eyes. But she knew him well enough to know that his actions were a cry of acceptance towards Batman. Part of her wanted to comfort him, even though he was readying to take something against her will. But another part, hated him for it.

She quickly glanced at Batman, who had stepped away and was watching intently, enjoying the scene unfold. There was no mistaking her feelings towards him. Hatred. Anger. Disappointment. A plethora of emotions and none of the favorable. He was stroking his cock in anticipation of watching his son, take her virginity. “Sick…” she thought to herself, turning her attention back to Dick.

She could feel the pressure of him against her most intimate of openings. It was going to happen. There was no denying it. She was helpless to stop it. But there was one thing that she could do, grunting as loudly as she could to get Dick’s attention. When his face looked up, and at her own, she closed her eyes, giving him a nod of approval.

The slight nod from Batgirl was all Dick needed, slowly pressing himself into her. She felt like heaven around him. Warm and moist, and dare he say…accepting? Slowly he entered her, giving her a chance to adjust to him. Only when he felt the slight easing of her muscles around him did he further his entrance. It went on painfully slow, until he was met with a resistance.

His face crinkled a bit as he looked down at her for an explanation. But it was Batman that gave the explanation, in words that Dick hated.

“She’s a virgin Robin,” he said simply. “Break through the hymen in one swift thrust. It’ll hurt less that way.”

Dick pondered for a moment as the tip of his cock rested against the resistance. Was Batman right? Would one sheer thrust cause the least amount of pain? Or were his words simply a red herring in this sick and twisted game? Why would he care about Barbara’s pain? After what he had done to her? He forced himself to look elsewhere for answers, gazing down upon the woman he loved.

Barbara was at a loss. There wasn’t a textbook that taught her how to lose her virginity. All she could do was close her eyes and nod, knowing that pain would be sure to follow. She tried to brace herself, but found it nearly impossible to clench her muscles with Dick inside of her.

Dick shook his head, immediately regretting his decision. He pulled his hips back and then thrust them forwards, feeling the resistance break, allowing him deep inside of her. “Oh god….” He mumbled, overwhelmed by the nirvana of sensations that were wrapped around him. It was too good. Incredible. But amidst his own happiness, he gazed at Barbara.

One solitary tear streamed down her cheek. It was heartbreaking. He hated himself. He hated Bruce. And he hated Barbara for allowing him to do this to her. He had taken her most precious of gifts. Because of his own selfishness and need to be accepted. Nothing he could ever do would make up for it. Nothing!

“Good job Robin.” Batman’s voice came from directly behind Robin now, as Dick turned to look him eye to eye. There was so much he wanted to say to his mentor. So many horrible things. But he had to be honest to himself. He was enjoying Barbara. Even as she cried.

He allowed his thrusting to become faster and more deliberate, feeling the growing need inside of him. He closed his eyes to enjoy the sensation, hardly realizing what Batman was doing. It wasn’t until he heard Barbara scream that he opened his eyes, seeing that Batman had removed the gauntlet that he had been using as a glove.

“Barbara…” Dick said simply, but realized all too late that she was unable to answer. Batman had quickly and violently shoved his cock into her mouth, grabbing a handful of hair and forcing her to bob up and down on it. He was tearing out clumps of hair with every move, as he violently thrust in and out of her mouth.

Dick felt hatred burning inside of him. He couldn’t bear to watch it. But was he strong enough to face his mentor? To go against Batman?
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