Batwoman: Catwoman's Prey

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"Hmm! This is interesting." Barbara Gordon muttered to herself, looking at the newspaper. Over the past
few months, the crime rate in Metropolis had been steadily rising, making headlines. Before this, there had been
news of Supergirl being raped by a group of bank robbers, and subsequently, Supergirl disappeared. Barbara had
originally intended to investigate this in Metropolis, but was held back by Gotham City's crime problems.
Commissioner Gordon repeatedly asked her (Batgirl) to help him overcome these difficulties. Barbara Gordon knew her
father was deeply troubled by this problem: the persistently high crime rate over the years. The real
source of the pressure came from Frank Peteton, the mayor of Gotham City, who was preparing for his next re-election campaign.
Barbara disliked him intensely; in fact, she even resented him. He turned the park into an industrial zone and closed
schools to facilitate the construction of office buildings for conglomerates. In her mind, he was nothing more than a capitalist's lackey. But she couldn't
abandon her father, so Batgirl worked tirelessly to help the police fight crime. Now,
Barbara for her to finally leave and ignore this detestable politician.
Initially, she planned to make some preparations, such as contacting Batman or Superman, but today
's newspaper made her decide to act immediately. Her old nemesis, Catwoman, had struck again, this time
stealing all the gold from Metropolitan Bank. Although she was glad she had banished Catwoman from Gotham City (at least that's what she thought),
she had always hoped to bring Catwoman to justice and put her in jail, and now it seemed like the perfect opportunity.
The newspaper seemed to hint at other conspiracies, as one of the guards claimed, "Catwoman has the help of a
naked woman wearing only a black leather mask, and this woman can fly, which is why she didn't
trigger the alarm system on the floor and could easily turn it off." However, because this guard had been drugged by
Catwoman , the police thought he was hallucinating and didn't take his words seriously. But Barbara's intuition
told her that something was amiss, and it might be related to Supergirl's disappearance, but so far no one has connected
the two .
"Hmm!" She thought about how, as a crime fighter, capturing Catwoman and solving the mystery of
Supergirl's come true. Her adrenaline surged, and she immediately rushed to the
librarian's office, requesting a month's leave. She booked the next flight to Metropolis, then
called her father. She knew it would take some explaining why she was going to Metropolis. Knowing
he was in his office, she left a message at home, offering some excuses. Three hours later,
she was on a plane to Metropolis.
Barbara began her Catwoman hunt as soon as she checked into her hotel. She connected her computer to the Metropolitan Police Department's
computer center and downloaded files on suspected Catwoman crimes from the past few months. It seemed Catwoman's initial targets were
art galleries and museums, but her focus had shifted to banks. Barbara figured finding
Catwoman's next target wouldn't be too difficult.
For the past few nights, Batwoman had been lying in wait near banks and jewelry stores. Perhaps because Catwoman's recent activities had been so successful—
she committed a robbery almost every week—Batwoman believed she wouldn't have to wait long. On the fourth night, while
lying in wait outside a bank, she intercepted a police conversation on her walkie-talkie, saying that Catwoman was attacking another
bank .
"Damn it!" Batwoman cursed, immediately jumping onto her motorcycle and speeding off.
Dr. Evil watched as the police cordoned off the area near the bank. Catwoman was always
very careful with her robberies; she planned everything in advance. They had observed every move the police made. After observing for a while, he and two of his men slipped to the back door, where a line of vans were waiting
in an unnoticed alley . "Let's go!" But when Dr. Evil reached the vans, he found the driver's seat empty. "Need help, sir!" Upon hearing a young woman's voice, the evil doctor dropped his weapon in fright. He slowly turned and saw a lithe young woman wearing a mask, gloves, riding boots, and a leather bodysuit . "Batwoman!" he exclaimed in surprise. "Yes! It's me!" Batwoman replied proudly. "Capture her!" Responding to Batwoman's reply, the evil doctor ordered one of his men to attack her, while he pulled a small device from his pocket . Two of his men attacked Batwoman, but they couldn't even touch a hair on the well-trained woman's head; they both fell to the ground. "Alright! Whoever you are, sir," Batwoman said cautiously as she approached him. "I suggest you surrender obediently. We're going to find Catwoman." Just as Batwoman was about to grab Doctor Evil, she heard a car speeding towards her. She immediately turned around and saw a car stop right in front of her. Four people jumped out. She thought she could easily handle them, so she decided not to notify the nearby police. She quickly knocked down the first man, but then she saw Doctor Evil fleeing towards the truck. "Stay there, sir!" She jumped over and prepared to knock him down. But Doctor Evil's hand was already on the door handle, about to open the door. But then, in the dim light at the end of the alley, Batwoman seemed to see a completely naked woman standing next to another woman. This woman wore a completely black leather mask that almost completely covered her face, leaving only her eyes and mouth visible. Her mouth was agape in surprise. Batwoman also noticed two shimmering nipple rings on the naked woman's breasts. "No! It's Batwoman!" the naked woman cried out in anguish. "Grab her!" another woman yelled at the car. "Catwoman!" Batwoman thought as she kicked another man to the ground. "No! She's Batwoman, I can't do this!" Batwoman heard the naked woman say. "You useless slut!" Catwoman jumped out from the other side of the car door and roared at the naked woman . "Hmm! Look who's here!" She turned to Batwoman and said gleefully, "You have no idea how much I've missed you, Batwoman!" "You have no idea how much I've missed you, Catwoman!" she retaliated as she took down the last thug! "Help!" came a cry for help from the naked woman.

Batwoman decided to help the woman first. The Evil Doctor was still lying on the ground; perhaps she could catch him and
help the poor woman, or even catch Catwoman. But
for could see the woman wasn't completely naked; she was bound with black leather straps.
Batwoman grabbed the naked woman's arm with one hand, threw a gas bomb with the other, and prepared to grab the Evil
Doctor . But then the woman suddenly stumbled and hit her knee.
"Damn it!" Batwoman cursed inwardly, slowing her movements. At the same time, she felt
something touch her back, and a strong electric current shot through her body. Batwoman could only let out
a helpless "Oh!" She couldn't breathe, and she collapsed to the ground.
"You bunch of useless bastards!" Catwoman berated her henchmen, urging them to get up.
Holding a stun gun in one hand, she stood before the unconscious Batwoman and said, "You guys are incredibly
lucky !" She laughed as she spoke, "First you guys fucked Supergirl every day, and now Batwoman's joined
the ranks of the fucked. God! I'm giving my employees amazing benefits."
She suddenly turned and yelled at the masked Supergirl, "As for you, you've messed everything up, and you
'll be punished!"
**********
...

Supergirl opened her mouth as if to say something, but she looked at Catwoman with fear in her eyes, finally lowering her head, her face flushed with shame. Although Batwoman recognized Supergirl's face, she still couldn't believe it was the real Supergirl. She couldn't find her usual confidence and decisiveness on her face, and she was missing her cape, replaced by a nearly naked body with only a black leather belt around her waist. In front of these criminals, she made no attempt to conceal her nakedness. Even more horrifying, Batwoman clearly saw two silver nipple rings on her nipples , and a choker around her neck. "Supergirl! What's going on? What are you doing here?" Batwoman yelled. "Hmm! Looks like your friend has a lot of problems, bitch!" Catwoman laughed, pulling Supergirl's face up. "Tell her your name first!" "I'm...I'm Super Bitch..." Supergirl answered obediently, her face turning even redder with shame. "What?" Batwoman couldn't believe her ears. Catwoman chuckled, "See? Supergirl isn't fighting crime and saving the world anymore. She 's decided to save her powers for something more fun, so Dr. Evil and I helped her transform into a super slut. Come here, explain to Batgirl what kind of whore you are." "I'm...I'm a sex toy...anyone can play with me however they want!" Supergirl stammered , the shame of saying such things to her former friend and crime-fighting partner causing her to close her eyes , filled with shame and pain. Batgirl yelled at Catwoman in near-hysteria, "That's impossible! What terrible things have you done to her, you evil woman!" "Tsk! Tsk! This doesn't look good." Catwoman mocked Batgirl as she moved closer, saying, " Especially now that you're tied up and can't move." Catwoman smiled wickedly and removed Batgirl's multi-purpose belt, which Batgirl could only watch helplessly as Catwoman's henchmen took it away. "What do you want?" she tried to make her voice braver. "Mmm! Darling!" Catwoman said, gently stroking Batwoman's tightly bound body. " We have some old scores to settle, don't we? I was planning to make you pay for kicking me out here, but before that, I'll give you a surprise gift!" Catwoman giggled as she finished speaking. "You'll never succeed!" Batwoman retorted angrily! "Oh, really? Look at this!" Catwoman took out a remote control and pressed a switch. A buzzing sound came out , and soon, Supergirl let out a lewd moan. Batwoman watched her friend's actions in surprise. Supergirl closed her eyes in ecstasy, panting and swaying her slender waist. Then, Catwoman suddenly pressed the stop switch, and Supergirl let out an unsatisfied moan. "Show her!" Catwoman commanded. Her two henchmen grabbed Supergirl's arms, and as they slowly pulled off her belt, Batwoman saw a dildo inserted into her friend's vagina. This must have been controlled by Catwoman a remote, meaning it had been inside Supergirl almost all day. Despite this, Batwoman was shocked by her former comrade's lewdness and could only look at her with pity. Unable to orgasm, Supergirl lay curled up on the ground, her thighs dripping with vaginal fluid. "See? Now she just wants to cum, doesn't she, you slut!" Catwoman laughed triumphantly , asking the groaning Supergirl. "Yes! Yes! I want to orgasm!" Supergirl mumbled. "Take this slut away!" Catwoman commanded. "Prepare to give her a proper punishment." Batwoman wanted to care for Supergirl, but now she was worried about what was about to happen to her. If Catwoman could turn Supergirl into her sex slave, what would she do to her next? "This isn't what you expected, is it!" Catwoman's voice pulled her back to reality. "No matter what you do, you won't succeed," Batwoman retorted angrily. "Very good! I like your attitude. Come here, kids, carry her over." Soon, six people dragged Batwoman to the center of the room!

Batgirl resisted desperately, but bound tightly, she was powerless. Before they could untie her
, three men held her down, and a fourth punched her hard in the stomach. When Batgirl could
barely , they quickly untied the ropes and handcuffed her hands to the ceiling.
She was pulled upwards until her feet were about a foot off the ground, and then her ankles were shackled to the ground.
Batgirl could only tremble and let these guys pull her body. After completing their task, they stood
behind her, waiting for Catwoman to arrive.
"Hey! I've been waiting for this moment for a long time." Catwoman said triumphantly as she stood in front of Batwoman. She
raised her right hand, and Batwoman looked in horror at Catwoman's fingers, which were as sharp as a knife, like a cat's claw.
Catwoman stretched out her sharp fingers and drew them across Batwoman's throat. Batwoman could feel the knife cutting through
her clothes, and she could only hold her breath in tension. Catwoman sensed Batwoman's fear and laughed, "
Ready, Doctor? It's time to open the gift!" As she laughed, she slid her hand down, cutting open
Barbara's bat costume.
Her clothes had been completely ripped open at the front, exposing her breasts. She
kept her lips tightly shut, deciding not to plead or scream. She closed her eyes and turned her head away, not wanting
to see the gruesome sight of Catwoman ripping her sleeves open. Catwoman shook off all the fabric from Batwoman's back, leaving
Barbara's upper body completely naked. Barbara blushed; her young, firm breasts
were completely exposed, clearly visible to every villain.
"Hmm! Beautiful!" Catwoman said deliberately. "Would you like to see more, Doctor?"
"Of course!" the evil doctor chuckled.
Catwoman continued drawing along Batwoman's legs, removing the remaining fabric from her body. Batwoman
was now almost completely naked, except for her black thong, mask, gloves, and riding boots.
"Oh! Look here! You're such a naughty girl!" Catwoman was startled when she saw Batwoman in her sexy
thong and pointed it out. Everyone in the room burst into laughter. Barbara, enraged
, said, "Laugh all you want, I'm not giving in!"
"Oh, really? I'm not sure! But I'll find out soon enough. But right now, I want to know who
Batwoman is, you kids, don't you want to know?" Catwoman said with a laugh.
"No!" Batwoman screamed in despair.
As Catwoman slowly ripped off her mask, Batwoman was powerless to resist, while everyone around watched with
amusement .
"Oh my god! It's Barbara Gordon! Batwoman is Barbara Gordon!" Catwoman
shouted and started laughing.
"So, Miss Barbara, working in the library must be so boring that you're out in Gotham City in this
weird rubber suit!" Catwoman mocked the furious Barbara.
"I'm helping people and stopping criminals like you!" Barbara retorted angrily.
"Oh, really? But you can be a cop, like your dad, or just like everyone else. You
know, I think you just like to show off. You deliberately wear this outfit to show off your figure, you little
slut!" Catwoman said with a laugh.
"No! This isn't true... Oh!!" Barbara was angrily defending herself when her voice
suddenly turned into a painful groan as Catwoman pinched and twisted her nipple. Catwoman cut off
Barbara's thong, revealing Batwoman's groomed pubic hair and vulva.
"Hmm! Very good!" Catwoman clicked her tongue in praise, her hand gently placed on Batwoman's vulva. Barbara
closed her eyes and turned her head away.
"Take your dirty hands off me, you wicked woman!" she shouted angrily.
"If I don't take my hands off, what are you going to do to me, Miss Chastity?" Catwoman said as she inserted
her fingers into Barbara's still dry vagina, making Barbara feel very uncomfortable.
"Just you wait and see! I'll make you beg for mercy soon! I'm going to start disciplining you."
Catwoman said, pulling her fingers out. "But you're such a chaste girl, I'll postpone the discipline until tomorrow.
Now, let me show you what it feels like to be punished for disobedience." She smiled wickedly and instructed one of her henchmen
to bring over a leather box. From the box, Catwoman took out a syringe and a small jar.
As Catwoman poured the medicine from the jar into the syringe, Barbara watched her movements nervously.
"Don't be nervous!" Catwoman said with a smile. "You'll soon find out what this is."
As Catwoman approached her step by step with the syringe, Barbara was powerless to resist. She could only scream in despair,
"Catwoman, you'll pay for this!"
"Oh! I'll be waiting for you to catch me!" Catwoman laughed and injected Batwoman's arm with the syringe
.
"This is my newly developed drug. Give it a try; I believe you'll like it."
Barbara waited anxiously for the drug to take effect, but after a few minutes, it seemed to have no effect
whatsoever . Then, Catwoman approached her with an evil grin, leaning forward and
lightly licking Batwoman's left nipple with her tongue.
"Oh!!!" The sensation was so intense; Barbara felt as if an electric current was flowing through her body. Even more
surprising, she couldn't suppress the incredulous, lewd moans that escaped her lips.
"Do you understand? The main function of this drug is to amplify your sensations of pleasure and pain hundreds of times.
The feeling of pleasure is like this." Catwoman said, picking up a whip and walking behind
Barbara
. "But today we'll focus on the pain..." With that, she lashed the whip across Barbara's back.
"Ah!!!" Barbara screamed in pain. She had anticipated this terrible outcome, but the pain was almost
unbearable.
"Whoosh!" Catwoman lashed out again.
"Ugh!!" Barbara tried to clench her teeth, trying not to scream.
"You like this, don't you?" Catwoman asked as she continued to whip Barbara. Soon, red welts appeared on
Barbara 's back. Catwoman slowly shifted her target to Barbara's white, round buttocks.
"Hmph!!" As Catwoman continued to whip her, Barbara couldn't help but let out a few suppressed cries.
"Hmm!! Not bad for a spoiled slut like you." Catwoman stopped temporarily, and Barbara
took the opportunity to breathe heavily.
"Let me see how brave my bat-bitch is!" she said, walking up to Batwoman.
Barbara trembled all over in pain, a thin layer of sweat covering her body, her red hair spreading across
her forehead. She glared at Catwoman with her lips tightly pressed together.
"Now take this, you bitch!" Catwoman picked up the whip and lashed it across Barbara's breasts.
When the whip struck Barbara's delicate breasts, she could no longer bear it and cried out in pain.
"What! Not as strong as we thought!" Catwoman said, continuing to whip,
this time targeting Barbara's right breast, which caused Barbara to scream in pain again. As Catwoman relentlessly whipped her
breasts, she could only shake her head and scream. Her beautiful, round breasts were now covered in whip marks. Finally,
Batwoman couldn't take it anymore and said, "Please, stop! You win! I can't take it anymore, oh!!"
"Sorry, what did you say?" Catwoman deliberately retorted.
"I said you've already won, please stop!" Batgirl pleaded, tears streaming down her face.
"Then what do you really mean?" Catwoman asked, lashing Batgirl again.
"Ah! I... I will obey you, as long as you don't hit me anymore!"
"Oh! Really? Are you sure?" Catwoman asked.
"Yes, please! I beg you! Just don't hit me anymore." Barbara pleaded, taking a deep
breath, her tears finally flowing down her cheeks.
"Then, if I asked you to let every man in this room have sex with you, would you do it?" Catwoman asked.
"I... I... ah..." Barbara stammered as Catwoman lashed her again without hesitation
.
"Oh! I would, I would!" she answered helplessly,
closing her eyes in shame at her answer.
"Alright! Children, you all heard what this lady said, don't disappoint her!"
As Catwoman's henchmen placed her body back on the ground, Barbara's body continued to tremble. They
adjusted the length of the chains, shackled her feet and knees together, and spread her legs wide.
"Alright, Dr. Evil, as always, I think you deserve the honor of being the first one up," Catwoman
said cheerfully.
Chapter Two: Batwoman and Supergirl
When Dr. Evil took off his pants, Barbara could only leave everything to fate. Catwoman laughed and
squatted in front of this naked and bound heroine, tentatively placing her hand on her thigh. From her
hand, Batwoman trembled. Then Catwoman slid her hand over her vulva, and Barbara couldn't help but
moan loudly. The aphrodisiac was very effective. As Catwoman continued to tease her labia, Batwoman's lust intensified
, and her moans became more and more seductive.
"Oh!!!"
Barbara's moans grew louder and louder as she shook her hips, her juices
seeping from her vulva.
"Alright! Doctor, it seems our Batgirl's cunt is itching for you to fuck her, you'd better hurry up!"
"Of course!"
The evil doctor chuckled as he crouched behind Barbara, placing his penis at
the entrance .
"Attention! Bat slut, get ready!"
As he thrust in forcefully, he exclaimed, "God! This cunt is so tight! Not as tight as Supergirl's,
but it's tight enough, oh! I really can't wait to fuck her asshole!"
In his excitement, he began his piston-like movements.
As the Evil Doctor's penis plunged deep inside, Barbara couldn't help but moan loudly, overwhelmed by pleasure.
At first, she was frightened by his vulgar words, but now she was completely intoxicated by the pleasure of being fucked.
She didn't care anymore; she cried out loudly and swayed her hips wildly. Barbara felt the Evil Doctor
was about to climax; his thrusting became faster and faster, and Barbara was also about to ejaculate. Her wanton moans grew
louder and louder. Finally, after one deep thrust, the Evil Doctor ejaculated all his semen into her body.
Even after the Evil Doctor pulled his penis out of Barbara's vagina, she continued to moan after her orgasm.
"What do you think of the Gotham City Police Chief's daughter's performance?"
Catwoman asked with a smile.
"Not bad! Really not bad!"
the Evil Doctor said smugly, sliding his hand down to Barbara's injured back.
"Why don't you try her asshole? I bet she's never been anally fucked before, unless I've wronged
this little slut. Am I wrong, Miss Gordon?"
Catwoman said, pulling Barbara's hair to force them to look at each other.
"Ah! Ah! No!"
Barbara whispered in response.
"Come on, Doctor, are you ready?"
Catwoman asked expectantly.
"No! Don't..." Barbara's request was quickly interrupted by Catwoman, who pressed Barbara's cheeks together, forcing
her to open her mouth. The Evil Doctor immediately shoved his limp penis into her mouth.
"Hmph!!"
Barbara struggled against the invading penis. She frowned in disgust at the taste of the Evil
Doctor's penis, a mixture of his semen and her own vaginal fluids. But Catwoman's strong hands gripped her cheeks, and
she could only helplessly let the Evil Doctor's penis go in and out of her mouth. She felt the penis in her mouth
getting bigger and harder.
"Look! Bat slut."
Catwoman pointed at the evil doctor's penis as it was pulled out of her mouth, covered in Barbara's saliva:
"Soon, this cock will be shoved into your lovely asshole!"
When Barbara realized that the evil doctor's penis was pressed against the entrance of her untouched anus, she screamed
in panic, "No!!"
The evil doctor enjoyed the bat woman's fear. He rubbed his penis against the entrance of her anus
for a while before grabbing her snow-white buttocks, spreading her buttocks apart, revealing her anus with beautiful folds,
and then slowly inserting the head of his penis into her tight anus.
Barbara felt a burning sensation coming from her anus. The folds of her anus
disappeared . She felt as if her anus and rectum were completely filled by the penis, which was so large that it almost tore her lower body
in two. The evil doctor patiently buried his penis all the way into Barbara's anus. He let his penis
throb inside the trembling heroine for a while, quietly enjoying the conquest of fucking the bat-woman's anus.
He pressed his entire body against the heroine, enjoying the waves of fear emanating from her body.
This was Batgirl's first anal sex experience. Doctor Evil
had only been thrusting into her anus for a few minutes when Barbara couldn't help but moan softly. But her moans were quickly muffled by his penis. Catwoman gestured to
her subordinates to put their penises in her mouth. The pain from the anal sex was replaced by
waves . This time, Barbara didn't object to having her penis in her mouth; she sucked on it enthusiastically,
occasionally letting out loud moans.
Catwoman laughed and said to everyone in the room, "Alright, everyone, it'll be your turn soon. Remember, before
I get back, everyone has to fuck her at least once."
In another room, Supergirl was waiting for Catwoman's arrival. She was like an eagle chained to a wooden frame. When
Catwoman entered, she looked at her with fear.
Supergirl pleaded, "Please don't punish me. I promise I'll never disobey your orders again."
"Shut up! You bitch!"
Catwoman yelled, but secretly she was pleased by Supergirl's utter abandonment of
dignity and subservient behavior.
"You useless bitch, you'll pay for your worthlessness now."
With that, she produced a black leather box and opened it in front of Supergirl. Supergirl
saw many two-inch-long needles inside.
"Look! They look beautiful. Aren't they? These are needles containing exactly 80% krypton.
I'm sure you'll love them,"
Catwoman mocked her slave.
"No!! Please! I beg you! Forgive me!"
Supergirl pleaded with Catwoman.
"Shut up, you bitch!"
Catwoman roared, shoving a gag into Supergirl's mouth and tightly binding a belt around her head. Then
, with an evil grin, Catwoman pulled a needle from a box. Supergirl could only
watch she slowly pointed the needle at Supergirl's right breast. Supergirl frantically shook her head
and struggled, but the belt was too tight; she couldn't move at all.
"Try this!"
Catwoman said smugly, grabbing Supergirl's breast with one hand and slowly inserting the needle with the other.
When the needle pierced her chest, Supergirl screamed in pain, her head throbbing violently. Catwoman continued inserting the needle
half an inch before stopping. Then she took out another needle, and amidst Supergirl's desperate struggles and screams,
she had inserted three dozen needles into Supergirl's breasts, making them look like a pincushion.
Supergirl was in excruciating pain. She didn't even notice Catwoman shifting her focus to her vulva.
When Catwoman inserted the needles into the skin beside her labia, her entire body tensed in agony. Catwoman used
ten needles to decorate her labia. Supergirl was too weak to scream anymore, forced to endure Catwoman's humiliation.
She could only weakly shake her head, her eyes half-open, her cheeks flushed red, her eyes filled with tears, and
cold sweat beading on her forehead. To Catwoman, watching the tormented heroine was a captivating
sight. She bent down and said to the tearful Supergirl, "Listen, you bitch, I know you'll be
disappointed. Tonight, you won't have a chance to be fucked by my men,
so You'll spend the night with these lovely needles. This is what happens when you disobey. I'll come back tomorrow morning.
From now on, you'd better be a good girl!"
With that, she left the heroine alone in pain and darkness.
When Catwoman returned, the sixth man had just finished with Barbara, and the aphrodisiac had worn off.
By then, Barbara had long forgotten how many times she had orgasmed. Her body was so exhausted that she could only
be supported . Her face was covered in semen, which flowed down her cheeks to her neck and breasts.
White semen also flowed from her vulva and anus. When Catwoman entered the room, she could only give her a blank look.
"How's our bat slut doing now? Has everyone fucked her? Good. Now
clean this whore up and send her back to her cell."
As the thugs untied her and washed her with a tap, Barbara was too exhausted to
fight or resist. After being cleaned, she was dragged to cells on different floors. A leather collar was put on her neck, and
leather handcuffs and leg irons were placed on her wrists and ankles respectively. After her hands and feet were tightly bound,
they placed a bowl of rice and a bowl of water in front of her.
"Eat! Bitch, this is your dinner. No hands!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the others burst into laughter. Barbara looked at the food in front of her and felt like crying.
Since her capture, she hadn't eaten anything (except for semen). She was exhausted and starving, but
the problem she faced was having to eat like a dog in front of these thugs—it was too humiliating.
Even after their recent abuse, Batgirl couldn't bring herself to do something so shameful.
Seeing her hesitation, one of the thugs laughed and said, "Oh! You don't like plain rice? Let me
add some seasoning!"
He immediately unzipped his pants, pulled out his penis, and began masturbating in front of the naked heroine.
"No! No! Stop!"
Barbara screamed desperately, turning her head away, but the others forced her head back, making her watch as
he ejaculated directly onto the rice.
"Now! Bitch, eat!"
he said, laughing at Batgirl.
"No! I don't want to!"
Barbara's words were quickly interrupted as another man lashed out with a whip, striking her
bare . The new lash made Barbara jump up in pain and scream, "Ouch! Ah! Please! Stop!
I'll eat it! Don't hit me anymore, please stop!"
Under the excited and gleeful gazes of these thugs, the defeated criminal finally lay on
the ground like a bitch, bowing her head and licking water and rice stained with semen. When she finally finished eating, she was finally allowed
to rest. The guards handcuffed her wrists and ankles together and tied the dog leash to her collar, securing her to the cell
bars. " Rest
well, bitch, you'll be busy tomorrow!!"
********** ...

When Batgirl was dragged into the room by the dog leash, Catwoman welcomed her. Thinking of the torment she had suffered, Barbara
couldn't suppress her anger and glared fiercely at Catwoman.
"Hmm... I like stubborn girls like you. It gives me more pleasure in tormenting heroines,"
Catwoman said with a smile.
Barbara trembled with rage but struggled to suppress the urge to retort. She knew she was too weak
to fight Catwoman right now. All she could do was wait for an opportunity. She was determined to get her revenge today and not suffer
the same crushing defeat as last night.
Catwoman, smiling at Barbara's face, said, "Come here, kids, get this bitch
ready!"
At her command, they immediately grabbed Barbara, connecting the handcuffs to her wrists and feet to chains attached to the ceiling
. Before they could pull Barbara up, Catwoman approached her with a syringe. Barbara remembered
yesterday's whipping and tried to put on a brave face, but no matter how she tried to hide her fear,
her body trembled uncontrollably. Catwoman injected the drug into her, and only then did they pull
Barbara up until her toes couldn't touch the floor.
Barbara began to have wild thoughts about what this second dose would do—would it cause her more pain or make
her situation worse?
Could she endure it
? "Don't worry! My little slut, this is a powerful aphrodisiac, not the sensation enhancer from yesterday,
but something more interesting. You should be starting to feel it. Don't you feel a little heat here
?"
Catwoman said with a laugh.
Catwoman's reminder made Barbara realize the room was getting hotter and hotter—no, not the room, but
herself . Her body was getting hotter and hotter, and she felt increasingly wanton. She
was startled to realize the potion was an aphrodisiac.
"What have you done to me, you wicked woman!"
she cried out in shock and anger. Catwoman just chuckled at Batwoman's protest. She was convinced
her newly invented potion was the most effective aphrodisiac, and it would have a wonderful effect on Barbara. She would become incredibly wanton
and lose all control of her mind.
Indeed, Barbara was finding it increasingly difficult to remain calm. Her face was flushed, her lips were dry, but her
vulva was becoming increasingly wet, and her nipples were hard as rocks, drawing attention. Even more impressive was the potion
's power—it was stronger than the previous sensation enhancer, causing unbearable stimulation to every sense:
the sensation of her wrists rubbing against the handcuffs, or the feeling from her arms supporting her entire weight.
"Ugh! Ugh!!"
Barbara's moans grew louder and louder; she could no longer control herself.
"Hmm! I think this bitch is ready..." Catwoman said with a laugh, preparing to swing
the whip in her hand.
"Ah!!"
When the whip grazed her breasts, she screamed in terror, but to her surprise, Catwoman
didn't whip her hard, yet she still felt pain. This time, it wasn't as severe as the beating she had received yesterday, which
instead gave Barbara a strange pleasure, a wonderful feeling that mixed pain and pleasure. Catwoman continued to whip
her, and Barbara felt as if her breasts were on fire, the sensation so intensely hot.
She desperately wanted to beg anyone—any one of these villains—to come and rub and massage her breasts,
but she still suppressed her moans and cries.
"I think we should move on to the next phase of training."
Catwoman suddenly stopped, startling Barbara. Catwoman then ordered, "Bring the other bitch."
As they waited quietly, the only sound Barbara could hear was her own breathing,
which to her was almost the sexiest sound in the world. Almost unconsciously, she closed her eyes and
rubbed her unshackled legs together.
"Stop your filthy actions, you little slut,"
Catwoman suddenly laughed. "I've prepared something for you, look!!"
Batwoman opened her eyes and saw Supergirl standing in front of her, completely naked and head bowed.
"Good morning! Super slut!"
Catwoman greeted cheerfully.
"Good morning! My mistress!"
the superheroine replied meekly.
Catwoman tentatively placed her hand on Supergirl's vulva, gently massaging it and asking, "
Did you learn your lesson yesterday?"
"Yes! My mistress!"
Supergirl replied immediately.
"So, will you do as I say?"
"Yes, Master!!"
Supergirl responded.
Tiny scars were still visible on Supergirl's breasts, and the memory of the night's abuse was still deeply etched in
her mind .
"Very good! Now go and fuck Batgirl's cunt right here!"
Catwoman said, playing with Supergirl's vulva.
Under Catwoman's skillful touch, Supergirl's clitoris quickly grew longer, and Supergirl groaned loudly.
Although Barbara was completely lost in desire, she was still shocked by what she saw before her eyes—Supergirl actually had
a "penis."
"Oh!! My God!! Supergirl! Supergirl!"
Batgirl exclaimed, while Supergirl could only lower her head in shame.
"You heard my command, you bitch!"
Catwoman said firmly, "Go and fuck this slut in front of you—Barbara Gordon!"
"Oh! No! Please!"
Supergirl pleaded, hoping to escape, but Catwoman skillfully played with her labia. Her feet were already
nailed to the ground , and all she could do was tremble with excitement. Last night, Supergirl hadn't let those thugs fuck her as usual,
and now her lust was surging. She had no choice but to submit to Catwoman's command.
"Oh! Oh! So good!"
She closed her eyes and began to moan. Despite her reluctance, she let Catwoman's henchmen lead her to
where Barbara was hanging, and pressed her body tightly against Barbara's.
When Barbara and Supergirl faced each other, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan of refusal. Even
the alluring scent of Supergirl against her neck was enough to completely arouse her senses and make her unable to resist. She had to turn her
face away to avoid kissing Supergirl. But in these kinds of battles, she had never won.
At Catwoman's command, her henchmen lifted Barbara's thighs, spreading her legs wide, and slowly brought them
together to approach Supergirl's penis.
As Supergirl's penis entered Barbara's vagina, both superheroines groaned loudly. Worse
still, they handcuffed Barbara's ankles together, causing her legs to clamp around Supergirl's
waist. Supergirl, driven by lust, trembled wildly.
"Oh!! Batgirl…oh…please…sorry!"
Supergirl murmured softly.
"Oh!! Supergirl, stop, no…don't!"
Barbara gasped in response.
"Don't do this, girls! Don't be shy! Get to work!"
Catwoman laughed as she watched her former comrades struggle for their desires.
"Begin!"
Catwoman said, raising a whip and lashing it heavily across Barbara's pale back.
"Ah!"
Barbara screamed in pain and jumped up. This time, she lost everything. The sensation of her vagina moving against Supergirl's
penis was unbearable. Catwoman kept whipping her, so she
could only tightly grip Supergirl's waist with her legs and begin moving her hips back and forth.
As Barbara began "fucking" Supergirl's penis, her moans became increasingly lewd.
"Oh! Batgirl! Oh!"
Supergirl joined the erotic show, also moving her hips back and forth, "fucking"
Batgirl in return. The two heroines then spontaneously shared a deep French kiss,
much to the delight of the surrounding audience. They rubbed their large breasts together, and soon Barbara climaxed, frantically
rubbing against Supergirl, which also brought Supergirl to orgasm.
With a scream, Supergirl ejaculated all her semen into Barbara's vagina. In
Chapter Three
, after Madame Duval's second orgasm, Barbara continued to ride wildly on Supergirl's penis, moaning ecstatically.
Supergirl, exhausted from the waves of stimulation and orgasms from Barbara's hypersensitive clitoris, was nearly
drained . Supergirl's vaginal fluids completely soaked Barbara's vulva, flowing down Barbara's thighs and
accumulating into small pools on the floor.
As Supergirl opened her mouth to take a breath, Barbara immediately and eagerly met her lips, her tongue
darting .
"Take it slow, you slut!"
Catwoman chuckled. "Going this fast will kill Supergirl, kids. Separate these two bitches,
or Bat-Bitch will drain this slut Supergirl dry!"
As Catwoman's henchmen untied Barbara's shackles and forcibly removed her from Supergirl's penis, she
cried out in disappointment. They then let Supergirl lie on the floor to rest, while Barbara continued to
moan and writhe. She too was untied, her face flushed, her hair plastered to her forehead, her thighs
smeared her and Supergirl's fluids.
When the man unlocked her handcuffs, she half-opened her eyes and saw someone already standing behind her. She
eagerly and lustfully welcomed the erect penis. As the man parted her legs, preparing to insert his penis into her vagina,
Barbara automatically spread her legs to wait. When the penis entered, Barbara cried out in pleasure and lust. Soon, she
was straddling the penis, swaying her hips lasciviously.
"See that? I told you she's incredibly slutty, a complete slut! She's been
a slut to the core from beginning to end!"
Catwoman shouted at the evil doctor, and everyone burst into laughter. Although these words
humiliated , her sexual hunger was simply insatiable. She could only close her eyes, abandon her pride, and lewdly
enjoy the pleasure of the penis inside her. At this moment, another guy thrust his penis into her anus.
With two penises in her mouth at once, Barbara's moans grew louder and louder. A third guy stood in front of her
, and she automatically opened her lips to suck on his penis. The three guys' hands
roamed over Barbara's body, squeezing her body and kneading her large breasts. Their rough methods only pushed Barbara to an even more
lewd state. Soon, she climaxed, again and again, her orgasms causing her body to sway wildly.
Catwoman, watching Barbara's lewd behavior, grew increasingly lustful herself. Turning her head, she saw Supergirl's eyes
glued to the scene of Barbara being gang-raped by three men, one hand kneading her breasts,
the other masturbating.
"You naughty little slut!"
Catwoman chuckled as she stripped off her Catwoman costume, saying, "Kids, don't let our
super bitch be too lonely!"
She climbed on top of Supergirl, her target shifting to Supergirl's penis, which only intensified
Supergirl's lewd moans. One man placed his penis directly on Supergirl's cleavage, making her perform breast sex; another
inserted his penis into her mouth, making her perform oral sex; and the third thrust his penis into her anus, making her perform anal sex.
After Catwoman climaxed, she finally left Supergirl's body, satisfied. Her henchman immediately took her
place, inserting his penis into Supergirl's wet vagina. He fucked Supergirl's cunt while
playing with her "penis."
Even with a penis stuffed in her mouth, Supergirl still let out pleasurable moans. Catwoman walked to Barbara's side.
The men who had been fucking her anus and vagina had just ejaculated in her vagina and anus, and she was greedily sucking
on the still-ejaculating penis, swallowing every mouthful of semen. When he pulled his penis out of her mouth full of semen
, Batgirl collapsed to the ground, closed her eyes, but stuck out her tongue to lick
the semen remaining on her lips.
At Catwoman's command, another group of men approached Barbara, lifted her from the ground, and
placed on a small platform. Barbara felt her vagina still needed to be filled with cock, and she automatically spread her legs
wide, revealing her wet vulva, her engorged labia seemingly waiting for a man's cock to penetrate.
Catwoman was very pleased to see the young heroine display such a lewd side; she believed it was
Batwoman 's true nature.
"Want more cocks to fuck you, you slut!"
Catwoman mocked Barbara as she straddled Barbara's face. Barbara hesitated at
first , but quickly began to lick Catwoman's vulva with her tongue. At the same time,
two cocks were inserted into the heroine's vagina and anus.
Barbara's licking technique was rather clumsy, which only further stimulated Catwoman's senses. Catwoman quickly
enjoyed the sense of accomplishment of conquering the heroine. She groaned loudly and kept shaking her buttocks against Barbara's face
. The third man also climbed on top of Barbara, placing his penis between Barbara's snow-white, round breasts
and squeezing them forcefully. When he ejaculated under the stimulation of Barbara's breast play, he stood up and directly sprayed his
semen onto Barbara's snow-white breasts.
When Catwoman was about to climax under the teasing of Barbara's tongue, she excitedly shouted, "Yes! That's it!
Give this slut a good bath with your semen!"
The two guys who were fucking Barbara's vagina and anus also sprayed their semen onto Barbara's beautiful body.
Under their gang rape, Barbara had already orgasmed twice. Just as she was about to reach her third orgasm,
they pulled their penises out of her body. This caused Barbara to stop licking Catwoman and
to protest with unsatisfied moans.
"Stupid woman!"
Catwoman cursed impatiently, grabbing Barbara's hand and placing it between her legs. "Do
I have to teach you everything?"
she said, pinching Barbara's nipples, which were covered in semen. Under her guidance, Barbara inserted two fingers into
her vagina and began to masturbate. She used her other hand to play with her labia majora and clitoris. She also
resumed licking Catwoman's vulva. Soon, Catwoman also reached orgasm, her vaginal fluids flowing all over Barbara's
face. The two men masturbating nearby also ejaculated all their semen onto Barbara's breasts.
Catwoman stood up, watching with satisfaction as her former nemesis was gang-raped, especially seeing Barbara's
unsatisfied expression. She was extremely smug.
At the other end of the room, Supergirl was riding on top of the man, lasciviously rocking her
body to allow his penis to penetrate deeper. She brought her breasts to her mouth, licking
the semen that clung to them, while her penis ejaculated copious amounts of vaginal fluid into the air, indicating that
she had completely lost herself in the climax. When he finally finished ejaculating inside her, she collapsed to
the ground , motionless.
"Come here! Super bitch!"
Catwoman commanded. Even though Supergirl was too exhausted to stand, she still struggled to crawl
towards Catwoman on her hands and knees.
"Come here and clean up your filthy friend!"
Catwoman ordered, pulling her by the hair and leading her to Barbara's side. Supergirl obediently stuck out
her tongue and began licking the vaginal fluid off Barbara's face.
Barbara was exhausted, panting heavily with her mouth open. But when Supergirl started licking
her face, Barbara opened her eyes and, through her hazy vision, saw Supergirl's tongue moving towards her. Barbara
couldn't help but entwine her tongue with Supergirl's.
Supergirl had to stop Catwoman's command for now, and she passionately responded to Barbara's deep kiss. The two of them engaged
in a lewd French kiss, pleasing everyone in the room. After ending their kiss, Supergirl continued to
carefully lick every drop of semen from Barbara's body, running her tongue along her neck and breasts. This initially caused Barbara to let out a disappointed
sigh , but quickly, under Supergirl's teasing tongue, it turned into a series of lustful moans.
As Supergirl finally buried her head between Barbara's wide-open legs, preparing to lick Barbara's vulva,
Barbara couldn't help but shout, "Great! So good! Keep going! Don't stop!"
Supergirl slowly cleaned every inch of Barbara's skin, and their movements resembled
a erotic wrestling match between two female superheroes. Finally, Supergirl cleaned Barbara's vulva and anus
.
"Isn't she a great vulva cleaner?"
Catwoman mocked Barbara, who was moaning.
"Yes!! I love it!! Oh!!"
Barbara responded with a moan. Catwoman slapped Supergirl's buttocks, and Supergirl immediately understood her
meaning. Supergirl immediately adjusted her position, and she and Barbara assumed a 69 position. Barbara saw Supergirl's
"penis" pointing at her nose, and without any guidance, she immediately opened her mouth lasciviously and began to suck.
That night, when Barbara was finally taken back to her cell after the ordeal ended, she cried because she couldn't endure it anymore.
She was ashamed of what she had done, but she was powerless to change it. For the next month, her daily
routine consisted of injections, whipping, and then letting the thugs take turns having sex with her. She and Supergirl had a fixed
training program every day.
For example, Supergirl would suck other men's penises while having sex with Barbara. When the man ejaculated, Supergirl
would hold the semen in her mouth, then kiss Barbara deeply, transferring the semen from her mouth to
Barbara, who would then swallow it all.
After they were gang-raped by all the villains, they would lick each other clean. Sometimes, they would also order
them to clean themselves. In this case, Barbara would first lick her breasts clean, and then she would
wipe every part of her body with semen with her hands and then put it in her mouth to lick it clean. No matter how shameful she thought it was,
once she was injected with aphrodisiacs, Barbara would obey every command, whether she called herself a slut or a batcunt
or begged to be fucked.
After a month of being "trained," Barbara realized the extent of its impact on her. One day, she was bound as
usual , but to her surprise, Catwoman didn't inject her with any aphrodisiacs. Instead,
she was greeted by Catwoman's wicked smile. Catwoman immediately picked up a whip and lashed Barbara. The whip didn't
hurt much , but what terrified Barbara was that her body, even in this state, experienced sexual arousal.
The whip continued to lash her body, her movements becoming increasingly lewd, her moans growing louder and louder. When
Catwoman stopped, her vulva was soaking wet.
In the past, she had always told herself that her lewdness was all due to the aphrodisiacs, but now, this depraved
lust was of her own making. "How did I become like this?
What did they do to me?"
the Batwoman cried out in her heart, shocked and ashamed of her own lewdness. Catwoman laughed and reached her hand
between Barbara's legs into her wet vulva.
"Hmm!"
Catwoman whispered, "Looks like you really want my men to come and fuck you today, you slut, don't you?"
"No!"
Barbara cried out in pain.
"No, what is this, hmm?"
she said, pulling her hand from between Barbara's legs and placing it on her nose. Her fingers glistened
with Barbara's vaginal fluid.
"No!!"
Barbara screamed in pain again.
But Catwoman picked up the whip again and lashed it hard across Barbara's buttocks, causing her to scream in agony.
"Don't lie to me! You bat bitch!"
Catwoman roared, cruelly whipping Barbara's buttocks with increasing force until they
were completely red and she could barely bear it.
Barbara screamed in pain and shook her buttocks, trying to escape Catwoman's whip.
She finally surrendered.
"Please! Stop! Ah! Please! I said... just as you think, please! Please!"
"Just as I think,"
Catwoman was still not satisfied. She whipped even harder, and blood seeped from many
places .
"Oh! I'm sorry! Oh!"
Barbara sobbed, begging.
"No...it's not what you think, what you said is true!! Oh!!"
"Say it! You slut!"
"I...I want to be fucked! Please! Stop hitting me!"
"Who wants to be fucked, say it again!"
"It's...it's Bat-Bitch who wants to be fucked! Please!! Ruin me as much as you can!! Fuck me!!"
Catwoman finally stopped whipping Barbara, her whole body still trembling.
"Come on! Children, you heard what Bat-Bitch said!"
Catwoman said.
When the first man squatted down and lightly touched her labia with his penis, she was once again deeply ashamed that she
actually opened her legs to receive his penis.
"Come on! Bat-Bitch!"
the man said triumphantly, he gripped Barbara's buttocks tightly, ready to thrust hard into the
deepest part .
"Ah!!!!"
Barbara let out a moan filled with a mixture of pleasure and frustration. Although she was being fucked very well, it couldn't
compare to the pleasure induced by the aphrodisiac. Soon, Barbara began to moan impatiently and eagerly wiggle her hips to let
the cock fuck her harder and deeper. Finally, Barbara could no longer control herself. She began to scream wildly
, "Please... fuck me hard, fuck this slut who needs to be fucked, harder, fuck my cunt, squeeze me, squeeze my
breasts, please... harder, ah!! Fuck this slut hard!!"
Barbara finally screamed lewdly in despair. From that day on,
Barbara
's training entered a new realm. Catwoman introduced her to one new
sex , not just simple whips or riding cropes, but also leather, needles, and ropes (specifically for binding breasts).
Tying her up with ropes not only gave Barbara pleasure but also drove her completely insane. At first, she was forced
to use them , but soon she would beg them to use them. She wanted to be humiliated by them. She felt herself becoming more and more degraded, but
she derived more pleasure from this depravity.
She no longer trained Supergirl as often as before, but Catwoman wickedly moved her cell to one just
a wall away from Supergirl's. In the quiet of the night, as Catwoman's henchmen took turns raping Supergirl, Barbara
could vaguely hear Supergirl's lewd moans. She rarely couldn't resist moving her fingers to her vulva;
she knew she would be mocked and punished the next morning, because she couldn't do it without Catwoman's permission,
yet the next morning she always had a wet vulva.
One morning, Barbara was awakened by Catwoman and her henchmen.
"Good morning, you whore!"
Catwoman said happily.
"Good morning, Master!"
Barbara responded submissively.
Catwoman approached the fence, laughing, and grabbed Barbara's breast with one hand, saying, "You've improved a lot, my little
bat bitch. In fact, you've done even better than I expected. To show that I'm a merciful master, I
'll give you a reward."
"A reward?"
Barbara asked cautiously, her attention constantly diverted as Catwoman continued to play with her
already erect nipples.
"That's right! Guess what it is? We're going home!"
"Going home."
Before Barbara could fully grasp the meaning of Catwoman's words, Catwoman's henchmen had already opened the cell door
and seized Barbara. Blindfolds, a gag, and leather restraints were quickly applied to her.
Although Barbara had a thousand questions in her mind, the villains had already bound her tightly in the darkness.
"What does Catwoman want this time? What will she do to her after returning to Gotham City? Will she
reveal her true identity to the public and make her a trophy for Catwoman?"
Her thoughts kept wandering, but the squeezing pleasure from the leather straps quickly drew her
attention. There were three parallel leather straps tied around her body. One went over her breasts, another
under them, and then around her wrists, tightly binding them to the handcuffs on her wrists. The leather straps then went around
to the front, between her legs, around her back, and back to the handcuffs on her wrists.
As Catwoman's henchmen tightened the belt around Barbara's vulva, she could only manage
muffled moans. Afterward, Barbara vaguely remembered being pushed into a truck, then
a helicopter, and after the helicopter landed, she was pulled into the truck. Initially, driven by her Batwoman instincts, she memorized
every detail and the ropes leading to her. But later, she
only remembered constantly rubbing her legs together to stimulate the belt and bring her pleasure.
"Hey! Slut! We're home!"
Catwoman said cheerfully as she removed Barbara's blindfold. As
Barbara's eyes adjusted to the light, she saw a large room
decorated like Batman's cave, filled with instruments and screens. Catwoman sat in a swivel chair in front of the control panel.
"This is your new home, you bitch. It was donated by some rich guys in Metropolis,"
she added.
"Ugh! What are you doing? Why are you doing this?"
Barbara asked in terror.
"What am I going to do? I don't know. What do you want me to do with these cute toys, you slut?" the cat replied.
The woman chuckled and continued, "But I know what all this is for today. At least, look at
this screen here. Oh, and this machine in front of me can do a whole host of things."
As she spoke, Catwoman pointed to a control panel in front of her, saying to Barbara, "It contains all
media. For example, turn on my private TV station—the Cat Channel, or your Cat Channel, or more precisely
…" Catwoman pressed a button, a wicked smile spreading across her face. On the screen was
an image of Barbara having sex with a group of thugs.
"No!"
Barbara cried out in despair.
"No,"
Catwoman replied dismissively, "Why not? I don't believe your dad would love this, and we're
going to do it anyway, or you might prefer another scene."
She pressed the fast forward button, switching the tape to one showing Barbara masturbating in her cell.
"Please! Master! I'll do anything for you, just don't let my father see me
like this. It'll kill him. Please, I'll do anything for you!"
"Anything?"
"Yes! Just don't let my father know!"
"Oh! By the way, I heard you got fired from the Gotham City Library."
Catwoman's tone shifted abruptly, leaving Barbara confused.
"You know you've been absent for a long time, and they had to find someone to replace you,"
Catwoman said.
"Hmm!"
Barbara was still bewildered as to why Catwoman brought this up.
"But don't be sad, I've found you a new job. You know Mrs. Duva, right?"
Only then did Barbara understand why Catwoman had brought it up.
"No!!"
came her instinctive reaction. Mrs. Duva was the manager of a private men's club, and Barbara and some moralists
had petitioned many times to shut it down. Her father, Director Gordon, also wanted to close it down, but the
lady seemed to have many powerful friends, and Barbara knew who they were. Working for Mrs. Duva meant
she would become a prostitute, and she could never be a prostitute.
"So, what do you think?"
Catwoman said with a smile, "At least your secret won't let your dad know, unless he's a member of the club too!"
"No!"
Barbara roared back angrily.
"Are you sure?"
Catwoman said, jumping up from the chair and standing in front of Barbara. "I think you're born
for this!"
She feigned surprise and twisted Barbara's nipples, saying, "Look at you,
your cunt , and once you're on, you don't want to take it off. Look how wet you are now!
You little slut."
She cruelly twisted Barbara's nipples as she yelled, making her body shake even more violently.
"You're a bat bitch! A whore! You're best suited to be a prostitute! Go be one! Otherwise, I'll send your
videotape out, and I'll make sure the chief gets a collector's edition, you harlot!"
"Ah!"
Barbara screamed in pain as Catwoman pulled her breasts into a cone shape. She could only say, "No! Please
don't this! Okay! I'm willing! I'm willing to be a prostitute!"
After saying that, Barbara couldn't help but shed tears. As they awaited Madame Duva's arrival in her opulent hall, Barbara felt as if she were
awaiting a judge to judge her. Almost completely naked except for the straps and the gag , she knew exactly what was about to happen, but the anticipated humiliation only fueled her growing arousal. "Hello! Catwoman, dear!" Madame Duva greeted them with an exaggerated tone as she entered. She appeared to be in her early forties, dressed in elegant blue velvet gown. After exchanging a kiss on the cheek with Catwoman, Madame Duva turned to Barbara. "Good heavens! Good heavens!" Madame Duva exclaimed, "My dear Miss Barbara Gordon! What brings you here, Miss Didn't you want me to close down?" Barbara felt both angry and ashamed, but under Catwoman's command, she dared not resist and could only lower . "So what Catwoman said is true," the lady continued. "Beneath that arrogant face lies this little secret. Well, you'll be working for me now." Barbara closed her eyes and nodded. Although Mrs. Duva knew there was more to this than met the eye, she wouldn't miss this opportunity to teach her old enemy a lesson. "In fact, Miss Gordon has a secret fetish: she wants to wear Batwoman 's clothes and be gang-raped by a bunch of thugs!" "Oh! Really?" Mrs. Duva suddenly laughed. "Great! I can arrange it." "So, is there a deal?" Catwoman asked. "Of course! She can work here now. I'll keep her identity a secret, and she'll only be available to special clients, and at a high price, is that alright?" "Yes, make sure it's a very 'special' kind..." Catwoman laughed. "Of course!" Mrs. Duva laughed, "But I'd like to prepare some things for her first, like a welcoming ceremony." James Gordon was very unhappy today because he had an appointment with the mayor, which was also related to another matter —in short, his relationship with this man. When Frank Petton first came to Gotham City , James Gordon was the chief investigator for the police department. Like most native Gotham citizens, he disliked this man. First, he was from out of town; second, he was a self-made millionaire— what they called a nouveau riche. Gotham City used to be a society full of gentlemanly manners and strong traditions. They highly valued tradition. But Frank Petton came and brought various development plans. Under his influence, Gotham's aristocracy became industrialists and speculators, gaining wealth they never imagined. Many became millionaires, and these people loved him. But James was unaffected. To him, this was greed, not...

Entrepreneurial spirit.
After becoming police chief, he ordered investigations into several cases to see if Petton
had engaged in any illegal business dealings, but found nothing, which disappointed him somewhat.
Meanwhile, Frank Petton entered politics and easily won the mayoral election. As police chief, the
two sometimes had to work together frequently. Looking back, James still felt he could never
be , until Frank began to offer him some sweet rewards in the stock market, which changed everything.
Initially, James Gordon had little interest or knowledge of the stock market, but his daughter was young,
and he wanted to send her to the most expensive school in Gotham City and ensure her a safe and
comfortable . So he followed Petton's lead in investing, until he realized it was inappropriate, but
it was too late; he discovered he had already given Petton leverage over him.
Although Peyton never asked him to do anything illegal, he found himself obeying every
order from Peyton, from police orders to invitations for drinks; he couldn't refuse, even if the club
he was going to was one he despised.
When James Gordon followed Frank Peyton into the lobby of Madame Duval Club, he felt
utterly humiliated and furious.
He saw many familiar faces, and when they greeted him, he had to force a
smile. He had never been to a place like this before, but what reassured him slightly was that it
looked like a cocktail party, except for some naked, beautiful young women carrying trays,
eagerly serving drinks. Their young bodies, firm breasts, and round buttocks aroused
the desire of every guest.
When a girl asked James if he needed service, he nervously picked up a glass and quickly turned his head
away.
The cheerful Frank Peyton came to his rescue.
"Come here, James, come here, I'll show you something."
He pulled the chief through the door to a small room. Unlike the main hall, there were only a few people inside
, which made James feel more comfortable. In the center of the room was a small stage, on which a woman
lay prone, her lower abdomen resting on a small stool. Her wrists and ankles were handcuffed to the stage. Her
hair was tied in a ponytail. She was almost completely naked except for a black leather mask covering the upper half of her face,
a ring-shaped gag, and a dog collar around her snow-white neck.
The mask only revealed her eyes, and the ring-shaped gag made it even harder to discern her appearance,
but from her slender figure and smooth skin, she must have been quite young. As soon as they entered, the door closed immediately
. A woman stood beside the naked girl. Chief Gordon recognized her as Mrs. Duva.
She smiled politely at him, and he had to nod in response.
"Gentlemen!"
Mrs. Duva exclaimed, looking around. "As I just said, this is Barbie! Our new
girl. Now, cast aside your pretense, Barbie has a very crazy fantasy: she thinks she
's Batgirl and hopes to be captured by a bunch of really bad villains."
This elicited laughter from the crowd, accompanied by the girl's faint voice coming from her mouth.
"To welcome our new girl, I'm giving Barbie her own bat mark. I want you gentlemen to witness
this . Mr. White, please come up here."
Mr. White, dressed in a black suit, opened his briefcase as soon as Mrs. Duva finished speaking, then took out
a tattoo gun. As James Gordon watched all this, he also noticed that the girl had been staring at him.
In fact, he felt that her gaze hadn't left him since he stepped in. What was worse, her
eyes held anger and reproach, which, combined with his feeling of guilt, made him feel very uncomfortable.
Mr. White gripped the girl's wrist, raising his tattoo gun to begin. A
small bat outline was already etched into her back, the next step landing on her beautiful buttocks.
As the gun touched her skin, she let out a low, painful moan and began to gasp for breath.
But she couldn't move, likely because she was tightly bound. The dark blue tattoo
was now branded onto her body. Chief Gordon noticed her eyes were still fixed on him, and he saw her nipples
were erect.
"What are you looking at, you bitch?"
he thought, slowly deriving pleasure from this depraved act.
"Interesting?"
Peyton's voice sounded more mocking than concerned.
"Want to try?"
he said, shoving the chief forward so they were now face-to-face.
The tattoo was finished, and several customers were already eagerly caressing the girl,
focusing drooping breasts. When her body was touched, the girl's head twitched slightly, and she let out a
clear moan.
"How dare you look at me like that! You whore! I'll teach you a lesson!"
James Gordon thought to himself as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his half-erect penis. The girl began
to make more noises, which sounded like protests, but he was convinced she was a slut and ignored her
protests, thrusting his penis directly into her mouth, which was stretched open by the ring-shaped gag. She tried to turn her head away, but the collar held her
tightly , preventing her from turning her head.
At first, she was uncooperative, especially when she tried to push his penis out of her mouth with her tongue. But, under the chief
's insistence, she quickly began to suck his penis with a thirst and skill, giving James Gordon
an experience he had never had before.
He could hardly believe that this was giving him a pleasure he had never felt before. A young
girl could do such a thing to a stranger. He suddenly felt guilty, thinking of his
daughter. If she knew what he had done, she would surely despise her father.
So, he took his anger out on the girl. It was all because of her shamelessness that he had to teach her a lesson, that he had to do this.
As he watched her swallow his semen, he muttered a curse under his breath to the girl: "Bitch!"

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