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Breaking in the Batgirls	By : SmutSenpai Category: DC Verse Comics > Batgirl Views: 281 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Time passed as Russel and Barbara lathered each others genitals with their mouths, alone in the large bedroom. Seeing Barbara from this angle had made Russel rock hard again and he had started to slide his finger, wet with her own juices, up and down her asshole.
Despite what she had been through Barbara could feel herself blushing. She was so totally exposed to this man and she could feel his hands on her ass cheeks, spreading her wide open and staring intently at her private parts. His mouth never stopped working as his tongue ran up and down her wet vulva, sliding into her pussy and even into her asshole. He gently sucked on her clit and coaxed it out from its hood and despite her hatred of him she could feel herself starting to get wet.
It was like her own pussy was betraying her now. She felt confused and ashamed but tried to maintain composure and think logically. It was just a physical reaction. Nothing had changed. He was a rapist and an evil man. She just wished his cock wasn’t so virile.
She continued to suck on him as per his wishes. By this point she knew every inch of his manhood, every vein and ridge on it. Objectively it was a great cock but it didn’t seem right to her that such a perverted creep could be so gifted. Barbara slid it to the back of her throat and ran her tongue back and forth, slobbering over it, worshipping the very part of him that caused her the most pain.
She could feel one of his fingers slide easily into her pussy, feeling her wetness. It went in with no problem and she knew that he could tell she was becoming physically aroused. Sucking his cock and being eaten out were having their effect on her whether she liked it or not.
Beyond all that however, though she wouldn’t dare admit it to herself, Barbara had never been so completely dominated in all her life. She had never been beaten so badly or made to be so low. The fact that she was now giving her best effort to pleasure this man was a testament to the fact that she had submitted to him and would let him do what he wanted with her.
The men she had been with in the past had been gentle and loving, they treated her with the utmost respect and dignity. Even when they had gotten a little rough during sex, it had been playful and safe. It wasn’t as if she couldn’t tell them to stop at any time, or even defend herself if it came to it.
This was totally different. Whoever he was, saying no wasn’t an option for her. He didn’t just want her for sex, he wanted her humiliated and subservient. There was nothing she could do to stop him, he could play with her like she was a doll and she could kick and scream and cry about it but it didn’t matter. She was his.
The total realization of this made her pussy squeeze tight around his finger and she couldn’t help it. She felt more of her natural lubrication leaking out of her pussy. She closed her eyes as she kissed his thick shaft. A tear slid down her cheek. She didn’t want to believe she was enjoying this. Not even for herself anymore. She felt she was betraying everyone. Cunt, Cassandra. Bruce, Dick, all of them. After all they had suffered through and fought for, she couldn’t allow herself to enjoy sex with this man. She couldn’t!
He slid another finger inside of her, stretching her out a little more and a wave of shameful pleasure shuddered up her spine. She was enjoying it.
Russel read all the signs of Barbara’s arousal from the way her clit started to swell. From the sound of her breathing. From the fact that her pussy juices were starting to leak all over his face, mixing with his saliva as he continued to explore every inch of terrain along Batgirls vulva and asshole. He felt victorious, even more so than when he was raping her.
A long time had passed in this position and finally he pushed her off him. He sat up and saw the redness in her face, the confused lust that dominated her expression. Her nipples stood stiff and erect.
“I’m going to let you fuck me this time, Babs.” He told her, “I want you to ride me. Take your time, go slow if you have to.”
He lay down and Barbara hesitated a second before she got on top of him, her legs spread and pussy hovering above his inexhaustible cock. She didn’t want to be penetrated again but at least he was letting her have some measure of control. At least it wouldn’t be as painful as when he had savagely raped her hours ago.
Barbara was very careful as she set her wet gash down on his cock. Despite its impressive size the head slid in to her easily. She could feel the unyielding firmness of it as she slowly lowered herself. There was no give to him at all, it was only her pussy that would stretch to accommodate him.
Russel watched with some amusement as Barbara had her eyes intently on his cock as it slowly disappeared, as if being devoured by her cunt. She was focused on taking just a little at a time, giving herself time to adapt to the new dimensions his powerful member forced her to accept.
There was pain but not as much as she was afraid of. There was no denying that her pussy was soaking wet and her bodies arousal was helping greatly. She continued to work him inside of her and she felt herself getting close to filling up completely.
Finally she felt like she could take no more. Barbara was breathing heavily, her hands now resting on his chest. He was stretching her out. She let her pussy squeeze him as it sought a way to wrap around him more comfortably.
She stay like this for a while and when Russel felt like she was ready he placed his hands on her firm ass cheeks and gave her a tiny little pull into him. Barbara let out a sharp gasp as she felt him bury his way even deeper into her. She felt a stab of pain mixed with pleasure as he took up every inch of space inside her.
“It’s too much!” She whispered to him, desperation in her voice. “You’re too big!”
“You’ll have to get used to it sometime, Babs.” He said smoothly. But he stopped pulling her in, instead just resting his hands on her fine ass. “You can start fucking me when you’re ready.”
It wasn’t really a request and Barbara knew that she would have to ride him. She slowly started to lift herself up as his cock slid out of her. She stopped when he was nearly ready to pop out of her and started down the shaft again. Slowly, bit by bit, it got a little easier as she slid up and down on him.
It didn’t feel as bad as she thought it would, although there was still pain for her. But the feeling of his cock, so hard and masculine and dominant, made her all the wetter. Barbara’s emotions were all mixed up.
This was still rape. She didn’t want this. But at least it was closer to normal sex. At least she had some small amount of agency in this unlawful, carnal act. At least he was letting her control the pace.
Russel watched as the broken heroine continued to gradually pick up the pace, rocking her hips back and forth. Her breathing was ragged and she seemed to be fighting her own arousal. But she continued to ride his prick and that was good enough for him.
Then he wet his finger and went back to the crack of her ass, sliding it up and down until he got to her tight little sphincter. He played with her asshole as she rode and she looked at him wordlessly, knowing what he was going to do.
He slid his finger tip into her asshole and it was as tight as he knew it would be. He withdrew it to wet it with his mouth one more time before sliding it in again. This time he didn’t stop. He kept on pushing until his index finger was buried all the way up to the knuckle. Barbara let out a moan as he did this.
“Is this the first finger you’ve had in your ass?” He asked her.
“Yes, sir.” She said quietly. His finger didn’t hurt, but now he was in both of her holes and the knowledge that he was everywhere she kept secret made her pussy even more wet. She had nothing more to hide from him, nowhere to call her own. He was the first man to touch her there, deep inside her anal cavity. Her body was his.
Now Russel could feel his own cock from inside the compliant redhead. It felt hard inside her compared to her soft insides. She kept riding him like this and he kept his finger where it was, moving it in small circles so that it pushed on all the edges around her asshole.
They continued like this. Barbara couldn’t deny it. She was highly aroused now. After all the pain and abuse she had taken it was like her body craved a simple release, it craved the pleasure that would wash over it if only she would give in and let her final guard down. She didn’t want to but now her entire body was at odds with her mind and she didn’t know how long she could last.
Russel seemed to sense this and then he sat up, cock still up her pussy and finger still in her ass. Then he swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up, taking Barbara, fully impaled on him, carrying her like a doll.
Without thinking about it Barbara wrapped her legs around his torso. His hand with the finger up her ass along with his cock, balls deep, were enough to support her weight, but now she lent a hand and kept her legs tight around him. She felt as though she were weightless to him.
Now Russel was back in control. He didn’t abuse her but used his finger inside her to rock her hips up and down, slow and steady and dominant.
“Oooh!” Barbara cried out involuntarily. She knew now that her body was just a plaything. He had such control over her. The pain she felt now was merely residual and the feeling of her new master stretching her and feeling her and owning her was causing her mind to break down and surrender. He was bobbing her up and down, gently for her sake, but she understood that the enjoyment of her body was for him first and foremost.
She buried her face in his chest next to his neck. Waves of pleasure began to pulse from her pussy through her body. Her breathing became more ragged still. She wrapped her arms around him and her fingernails dug into his back. She silently shook her head as if to make one last appeal to someone, that this wasn’t her choice. She bit down softly on his shoulder and tried to stop herself.
The feeling of her nails and teeth on him had the effect of exciting Russel. He felt his cock nearly jump up in her belly as he could feel her losing control. He mangled her pussy walls as he suddenly picked up the pace, really fucking her now.
He was bounced her up and down with joy, using his finger to lift her, pushing it as deep as it could go into her ass. When Barbara felt the sudden increase in pace and the action in her pussy she finally lost all control.
“No!” She yelped, in a way that really meant yes. She shrieked with forbidden pleasure as her pussy began to powerfully spasm without her consent. She locked her legs as tight as they would go around him as her fingernails dug into his flesh and then she began to move in unison with him, humping her hips up and down as his cock ravaged her exploding cunt.
Russel came at the same time. Again pleasure overtook him and he started to cum deep within the tamed redhead. His cock was pushed up against her cervix as his powerful seed began to pump and as they continued to fuck each other as he covered her insides with himself. Russel was grunting and growling while Barbara wailed in pleasure, her mind capitulating, allowing herself to be beaten by him fully.
Every muscle in his body was tense and strong, and Russel had his free arm wrapped around her and he squeezed her like the fuck toy she was doomed to become. He let every last squirt of cum go before finally turning to the bed and collapsing on it with her underneath him, his arms holding his weight up enough to stop from crushing her, but not enough so that she didn’t feel his heaviness on top of her. He moved his lips to hers and began to kiss her.
Barbara’s orgasm had been the most powerful of her life. She didn’t even realize how much she had screamed or yelled, she barely noticed when she ended up on her back. She could feel him covering her like a blanket, she could feel the unbelievable amounts of his cum pouring out of her used cunt, she could feel his finger still deep in her asshole, wiggling around and his tongue now in her mouth and her own tongue going to meet it.
Russel felt her short, sharp breaths coming from her nose onto his face. She was french kissing him, with little desperate moans escaping her, muffled by his tongue. She was quivering. He had made her orgasm with such force that it was as though he had obliterated who she was.
His cock was still hard inside her as they lay locked together. He started to fuck her again before his cock had a chance to deflate. Barbara felt this and went wild, her pussy sensitive and overstimulated. She began slapping him on his back, no longer in control of herself as her eyes shot open and rolled up to the top of her head.
His thrusts were made even easier thanks to the cum that coated the two of them and he glided in and out of her. Barbara was making girlish animal sounds as she started to lose control again. He was forcing her to cum once more on his cock.
She squealed. A high pitched sound that wasn’t of her choosing. Her body simply reacted in the only way it could. Barbaras mind was far gone at this point, her body and feelings and sensations being the only things that existed for her now. The sound of the beautiful girl underneath him cumming again was like music and Russel didn’t stop pumping her until she had climaxed fully again and then finally quieted down.
They lay like this, joined tight together for a long time. Russel would occasionally twitch his strong cock inside her, pushing the last drops of semen into her and these movements caused pangs of pleasure inside of Barbara, making her whimper every time he did it.
Finally he pulled out and a mess of bubbling cum spilled out of her along with him. He took hold of her legs and bent them up, lifting her butt into the air. Her pussy was facing him, her knees up by her shoulders, and all the hot cum inside her began to flow up inside her, pooling around her cervix.
Her pussy was swollen and messy. Russel put his thumb on her clit and went in slow, languid circles. He placed his fingers on her asshole and butt cheeks and thighs and pussy hole and touched her, feeling her up and enjoying her body which belonged to him now. Barbara nearly couldn’t take the sensation of more clit stimulation but she also didn’t have the strength to resist or even talk. She lay there helplessly, breathing heavily as he played with her.
Finally he stopped, although he held her in that position with her ass in the air for a while longer. He imagined his cum being absorbed by her fertile womb. He had put a lot of it in her already. Her orgasm had been fierce and he knew it would cause her inner turmoil in a way that a simple rape could never do.
He finally let her legs down and positioned her on the bed with her head on the pillow. He really had fucked her senseless. Her eyes opened a crack and she looked at him, as though she couldn’t believe what had just happened.
“Th...thank you.” She whispered, a dazed look on her face.
Russel smiled as his cum began to ooze out of his new slave. He knew that he had taken a giant step towards truly breaking her now. He had demonstrated that he could inflict pain or pleasure on her at will. She could never deny his sexual dominance over her or the fact that he had brought her to a place that she had never been with another man.
He also knew with complete certainty, that it would not be long before he impregnated Batgirl.
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