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Subject: Repost: Batgirl and Wonder Woman Part 4 [bd,sex,nc]
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W A R N I N G
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explicite descriptions of sex, bondage and non-
consentual sex. If you are at all offended by this kind of
story. DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER!!!!!!
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Presenting Batgirl and Wonder Woman Part 4
Batgirl's plan was clever and quite simple. Victoria
appeared to be making noticeable headway in rounding
up the chips. Wonder Woman and Batgirl simply
followed the trail of trussed up models, business women
and starlets until they found the three women tying up
another guest.
"If we follow her, we can get the chips for ourselves."
Batgirl whispered.
"OOOH! That's rotten... I love it." Wonder Woman
giggled as they stealthily trailed the three women
through the building.
"Damn you BITCH! Where's the God Damn chip!!!"
screamed Victoria like a ranting child as she slammed a
bound and gagged models dead on the top of a coffee
table. The three nefarious nymphs and the greedy, but
hog-tied model, were in a large study in the first floor
near the servant's quarters.
"MMMMBBLLMMLML!" screamed the curly
redheaded model as she crossed her eyes in dizziness
from the pounding. "MMM CMMIP MMIS NN MI
MURSE!" she mumbled under the thick tape gag.
"WHAT! What the fuck are you saying! ANSWER
ME!" screamed Victoria as she started to ring the girl's
neck.
"Uh... Maybe we oughta remove her gag." sheepishly
asked Nac half expecting to get a whack across the face
from her mistress.
"GAG!.....Oh... Yeah, I knew that." and with a quick
yank she brutally tore the tape off of the girl's mouth.
"YEEEEEOOOWWWW!! Watch it you BITCH!"
screamed the girl as she puckered her lips to get the
feeling back into them.
"Hera, I hate duct tape." whispered Diana to Batgirl
as they both cringed when the tape came off.
"And I thought a bikini wax was torture." agreed
Batgirl.
"You better start talking..." threatened Victoria
between her teeth as she shook her fist at the girl.
"I said, the chip is in my purse you fucking IDIOT!"
the girl screamed back.
"Oh, I'm an idiot am I?" asked Victoria mockingly as
she looked over at Nic. Nic nonchalantly picked up a
fireplace shovel and raised it. "Nighty night chump.
BWAHAHAHA!" laughed Victoria.
"WWWWHHHHHHHAAAAAAANNNNNNGGGGGG!"
Batgirl turned away slightly and winced as she saw
the young girl eyes cross and watched her keel over
unconscious from the shovel's blow. "EEWWW! That's
gotta hurt." she said peeking out of one eye.
"Oh, that's nothing." said Wonder Woman in a
superior tone as she waved her hand at the girl. "Heck,
the cheetah hit me over the head with a telephone pole
once."
Batgirl looked up at the amazon and turned back to
watch the scene. "No wonder..." she thought shaking her
head and rolling her eyes.
"I think its time we broke up this party." Wonder
Woman said as she got her lasso ready.
"I'm with you." Batgirl exclaimed as both women got
up and bounded into the room. With a quick flick of her
lasso, Diana immediately roped Victoria sending her into
a slight hypnotic state with the rope's magical effects.
Batgirl dove at the two muscular body guards and let
loose with a barrage of Batgirl kicks. Nic went down
immediately but Nac was a little more resilient. She
returned with a hefty south paw that sent Batgirl reeling
back against a table. She immediately piled onto the
smaller avenger and began choking her with both
hands.
"UUUUGGH!!! Wwwwwonnnderrr WOMmmmannn.
ANNNYY DDDAYYY NOWWWW!!!" gasped Batgirl as
she tried to fight off the feverish monster of a woman.
"Oh, sorry." said the preoccupied Wonder Woman as
she matter of factually walked over and gave the
woman a slight karate chop on the back of the neck.
The girl immediately fell to the floor unconscious.
"So, what are we going to do with Ms. Madison."
Batgirl said clearing her throat.
"MMMM... I've got an idea." replied Wonder Woman
with a devilish smile. "You take care of those two and
then meet me in the first servant's bedroom down the
hall." Wonder Woman said as she took the feisty but
restrained blonde along in tow and headed down the hall
that lead to the servants' wing.
"Hmmm... So much rope and so much to do..."
thought Batgirl as she stared down in slight excitement
at the two unconscious body builders on the floor. "I
know just the thing." she said as she knelt down and
went to work with several coils of rope.
After 15 minutes of happily tying up the two muscular
lesbians like some demented housewife baking cookies.
Batgirl came into the first servant's room humming a
happy tune. She then stooped and stared slightly in
curiosity at a refrigerator that had been unplugged from
the servant's kitchen and plopped in the doorway to the
bathroom. Batgirl slowly approached and peeked in.
Wonder Woman had just finished tying Victoria's hands
to the shower's overhead spigot and removed her lasso
from around the blonde's waist.
"Wha... What's going on?" Batgirl asked timidly.
"Have you ever made Bitch Cake?" said Wonder
Woman with a smile as she opened the ice box and
showed its contents to Batgirl.
"I think I remember the recipe." Batgirl replied as she
got the idea and picked up a carton of eggs. "I believe
we start with these." she said as both women picked up
an egg in each hand.
"OHHH! YOU WOULDN'T!! HOW DARE YOU!"
screamed the spoiled blonde. Wonder Woman smacked
the egg over the girl's head and spread its gooey
contents around in her hair as the blonde tried to kick
back. Her legs were securely bound together and to the
bathtub faucet so she could only stand and twist about
as Batgirl unload another white gem on her head.
Another, then another hit her in the head and face. Then
Batgirl slammed two eggs into Victoria's perky breasts,
making the girl scream in disgust as Barbara began
massaging the yellow, clear goop over her chest. Then
an egg was slapped hard between her legs making the
girl yelp in slight excitement and shock. Another egg hit
her in the crotch, then two more. Diana then turned the
girl around and slapped some more eggs up her ass,
coating her perky rear with the goo.
"OH! I'll make you both pay for this!" she screamed.
"NO one does this to....UUUUGGGHLLMMM!"
"I think some butter would be good right now." said
Wonder Woman as she took a whole tub of Country
Crock and shoved the scoop into Victoria's threatening
mouth. She then smeared the huge, remaining wad
around the girls face as Victoria spat out the huge chunk
of lard making the girl's face and hair all wet and greasy.
Grabbing the rest of the butter, Wonder Woman shoved
the slab between Victoria's buttocks and started
spreading the wad around with a big frosting spreader,
coating the girl's ass with a thick, shiny film of lard.
Batgirl sarcastically opened a small bottle of vanilla
extract and added just a drop on top of Victoria's head.
She then looked at Diana and both girl's shrugged.
"Better safe than sorry." Wonder Woman said. Batgirl
smiled and poured the whole bottle over Victoria's
thrashing head.
Then the two heroines went hog wild. "Barbecue
sauce on a cake." gasped Batgirl jokingly. "How risqu."
she said as the Open Pit was emptied all over Victoria's
greasy, yellow chest. Next came the Thousand Island,
then the A1, then a few cans of beer, "Oops, scratch the
beer; Diet Soda. We're on a diet." They emptied two six
packs of diet soda all over the girl, shaking the cans
thoroughly before they unleashed them.
Victoria then screamed in absolute disgust as a bag
of sugar and a five pound bag of flour was emptied over
her sticky, wet body. The gooey substances underneath
made the flour stick amazingly well to her skin and she
almost resembled a woman being tarred and feathered.
"Oh! We can't forget the brown sugar" added Barbara as
she unloaded the bag of brown powder all over the girl's
chest and face.
Wonder Woman then handed Batgirl a can. "Cheez
Whiz! I just love Cheez Whiz!" Batgirl screamed as she
shook the can and shot off a small stream to eat.
"It goes good with whipping cream." grinned Wonder
Woman as she held up a can. Both girls then leaned
into Victoria and began decorating the girl with various
swirls and designs. Barbara decorated Victoria's left
breast, putting two eyes above the nipple and a smiley
face below. "Look, is Mr. Bill!" Batgirl said as she leaned
back to admire the bouncing face before her. "Oh, I just
love Mr. Bill." she said in a heavy voice as she leaned in
and started sucking hard on Victoria's excited nipple.
"YOU SICK BITCHES! GET THE FUCK OFF ME!"
"Mine's frosty the snowman." Wonder Woman said
adding the finishing touches onto a whip cream hat that
sat at the top of Victoria's right breast. Batgirl looked
over and nodded in approval as she scooped a small
finger of cream off the girl's nipple. Diana then leaned in
and started sucking on Victoria's other breast, humming
frosty the snowman as she massaged the plump tit.
"Oh NOOOOOO! Its Mr. Hands!!!!" said Batgirl in
her best Mr. Bill voice as she slapped Victoria's right tit
hard with her hand, spraying yellow cheez whiz, egg,
butter and flour goo against the wall of the shower. She
then began to grope the tit real hard, pinching and
squeezing it as she watched it balloon and compress.
The two girls then stepped back and stared longingly
and deviously at Victory as they slowly began shaking
their cans. "Ohhhhh, No... Stay back... No...."
stammered Victory as some sixth sense told her what
was to come.
Like Beavis and Butthead, both heroines turned
toward each other and began to shake like they were
holding back an explosion. "PUSSY SUNDAE!!!!!!!!"
They both screamed. Victoria bucked about wildly as the
two costumed avengers grabbed her thighs and plunged
the tips of their respective cans into her cunt. The hollow
sound of the cans discharging filled the bathroom with
an ominous tenseness as both women continued to
unload their can's contents. Victoria stared down at the
spectacle, gritting her teeth, not in pain, but in shock and
panic at the fact that nothing was coming out. The cans
were emptying but the thought of where the stuff was
going horrified her. Then, after several seconds, a
yellowish, white mixture oozed out of Victoria's vagina
and plopped down onto the shower floor in clumpy
lumps as Batgirl and Wonder Woman continued to
empty the cans.
"UUUUUUUGHHHH!!!!!!" screamed Victoria in
horror as she realized she must be absolutely filled with
the disgusting mixture of cheez whiz and whip cream.
Batgirl continued to empty her can as Wonder Woman
walked back to the fridge. Batgirl then stood up and
wrote "FUCK ME" with a little heart across Victoria's
tummy with the remainder of the can. "I love cheez whiz
but I don't think I'd give you the satisfaction of watching
me lick your cunt clean." teased Barbara as she held the
girl's chin up with her finger and grinned.
"My pussy's too good for you anyway SLUT! You
should be worshipping me and that's just where you two
bimbos will be, AT MY FUCKING KNEES!" she
screamed in futile defiance trying poorly to scare the
costumed avenger.
"Oh MY!" gasped Wonder Woman as she stood in
front of the fridge bent over like a huge bimbo doll with
her full ass in the air and her legs locked. "Look what I
found in the crisper." she said innocently as she stood
up and held up a cucumber. This was no ordinary
cucumber. It was round and full at one end but tapered
to a narrow, bumpy point at the other. It was the kind of
cucumber most men would simply toss aside as useless
and most women would bulge their eyes at.
"My, I think the maid did the shopping this week,"
Batgirl replied with a bimbo's gasp of sarcastic shock.
"and such a naughty maid too."
"I wonder if this was meant for our salad?" Wonder
Woman replied with a raised eyebrow. Both women then
turned and smiled at Victoria who stared back with
bulging eyes at the organic implement.
"OOHHHH! You wouldn't DARE!" she hissed as she
gaped at the cucumber. "NO! NO! Get AWAY...." she
started to scream as the two heroines grabbed her
thighs and brought the vegetable ever closer.
"Remember what you did to Diana Prince?" asked
Wonder Woman with a gleam. "Well have a taste of
your own MEDICINE!" she screamed as she pushed the
misshapen object hard into Victoria's resistive vagina.
The girl wailed and screamed uncontrollably as Diana
twisted and pushed the dildo deeper and deeper into
her. Her hips and body twirled about like a top dangling
from a string as she tried to thrust and push the ever
encroaching cucumber out of herself.
"UUUUGHH!! AAAGGHH!!!! UUUGHH!! GODDD!!!"
she panted and moaned like an actress over acting a
death scene in some cheap B movie. Her articulations
were no act, however, as the thought of being so rudely
penetrated drove her mad with ecstasy.
* * *
Nac began to awaken as the blow to her head sent
throbs of uncomfortable pain through her neck and
back. Her eyes bulged in shock as the scent of a wet
vagina filled her nose and the taste of a sweaty pussy
coated her lips.
"What the..." she mumbled under the vaginal gag.
She started to twist about, trying to figure out where she
was, and found herself tied, not by herself, but to
another woman. At that same moment, Nic began to
revive and an erotic sensation from between Nac's legs
shot through her as she felt the mouth of her sister begin
to mumble. Nac screamed in absolute disgust as she
realized she was in a forced 69 position with her own
sister. She hated her sister and only tolerated her
because they worked together and because her sister
was the only person as underhanded as she was. To be
tied to her like this was an absolute affront.
"You stupid God Damn BITCH!" Nac screamed as
loud as she could into her sister cunt. Nic responded
with a similar tightened, shocked convulsion as Nac's
vibrations sent a chill through her as well. Both girls then
began to roll about as they tried to free themselves from
their distasteful predicament. As they did so, they began
to excite each other with each twist and thrust.
"Stupid CUNT!"
"BITCH!"
"SLUT!"
"I hate YOU!"
They continued yelling at each other and wrestling
with each other as they fought for freedom. This greatly
aggravated the situation, however, as the erotic stimuli
only sent them into a more enraged state of struggling.
"I'll show you, you dumb...." and with that, Nic dug in
and began wildly blowing her sister. Nac reeled back
and slammed her face into Nic's cunt and began to
brutally respond with a volley of devastating tongue
lashes. Both women were now frantically blowing each
other as each tried to dominate the other in a desperate
attempt at enforcing their own sense of superiority over
the other. The pecking order had to be maintained and
only one could win.
Nic rode Nac's desperately bucking hips as she kept
sucking and licking, holding onto Nac's plump, muscular
rear with her hands. Nac's ass tightened and jiggled like
a slab of jello as the girl griped and groped it, trying to
induce her sister into the fatal, losing climax.
Nac was no slouch, however, and she wildly blew Nic
in retaliation. With her fingers, Nac parted Nic's
muscular buttocks and she stuck her middle finger into
Nic's anus. With shear ruthlessness, she began twisting
her finger about callously driving Nic insane with
sensation.
The two bound muscle women rolled about like two
fighting cats with their tails tied together as they wrestled
for absolute dominance. Slamming about on the floor,
they rolled into tables and knocked over chairs as they
slammed each other about.
Their fate was more twisted than they had both
realized, however, as each girl grew closer to defeat. So
evenly matched were they that no girl could manage to
gain a clear advantage. Panting and screaming they
both induced each other higher and higher until....
"UUUUUUUUGHHHHHNNNNN!!!"
"AAAAGAGAAGGGHHHHHH!!!"
With the same odds of a coin landing on its side,
both women exploded in hip pound climaxes as they
broke each other at the same time. Panting for a few
moments, each girl recoiled and buried their heads back
into their sister's cunt in hopes of catching the other off
guard. The wrestling match continued into round two as
the muscle bound, duet fought each other for total
victory.
* * *
"Not again.... CUMING!!!...." Victoria screamed as
Wonder Woman inflicted another
climax on the spoiled, blonde, brat . The young girl
finally collapsed in gasping exhaustion as both heroines
stood over her and stroked her.
"Ah, look. Our little girl is dirty!" Wonder Woman said
is a sarcastic, motherly voice.
"OOOO!!!" teased Batgirl as she struck her two index
fingers together in a "naughty-Naughty" gesture.
The two heroines then turned on the shower to ice
cold and began spraying Victoria with the shower
massage on full blast.
"AAAAGHGHGHGH!!!" screamed the blonde as the
ice cold water shook her back to reality. The young girl
yelped and screamed like an excited puppy dog as the
two amazons rubbed and washed her down. Diana
coarsely scrubbed her with a long handled brush,
scouring her face, chest and bare body with the stiff
bristles, turning the girl's goose bumped skin red with
abrasion. Batgirl continued spraying and pouring bottles
of soap and shampoo all over the twisting girl, making
her absolutely shiny with soap.
After a bit, both women stepped back to examine
their handy work. Victoria lay slumped against the
shower stall, dangling from her tied hands, and she
panted and snarled as she stared in despise at the two
avengers. Her hair was an absolute snarl and it lay
across her reddened face like the strands of a dirty,
soaked mop.
"You fucking BITCHES! I nail each of you for this! I'll
make you both...GUMLLLBBMMBBLM!" Her doggy
yelps of threats were cut off by a small wash rag being
stuffed in her mouth. A terry towel was then pulled and
tied around her head, holding the rag in place and
effectively gagging the enraged spitfire.
"You know, I think she's going to catch cold being all
wet like that." said Batgirl with her hand on her chin.
"Lets dry her off."
Wonder Woman easily picked up the tired, but
struggling girl, and carried her off under her arm as she
followed Batgirl down the hallway and toward the
laundry room. The room had 5 sets of washers and
dryers but these were the large, industrial devices used
in institutions to wash tons of clothes. Batgirl opened the
door to a large dryer and Wonder Woman stuffed the
frantically kicking girl inside.
"I think fluff-no heat at 100 minutes will do." Batgirl
said turning the knob.
"Yes, we wouldn't want her to shrink." smiled Wonder
Woman as she watched the girl's panicked face begin to
spin around in the little window. The two women
watched calmly as the girl's face, then ass, then tits,
then face then thighs rolled about and slammed around
inside the dryer and up against the little window.
"Now for those chips." said Batgirl as they both left.
Wonder Woman came bounding over the grassy
ridge as she approached the island's abandoned saw
mill. Her huge breasts heaved up and down like two
massive, jiggling water balloons and her full rear and
large buttocks shifted from side to side as she rounded
the top and headed down the hill. She came to a stop
behind a pile of old, rotted lumber and crouched down to
watch the mill. A few moments later, Batgirl came
chugging over the hill and barreled down the slope and
into the pile of wood breathing like an overworked steam
locomotive.
"huh huh huh huh God... huh Where the FUCK.. huh
huh can I get ... huh huh one of those belts!!?" she
gasped as she lay on the ground sweating like an
exhausted racing horse and pointing to Diana's power
belt.
"Sorry, members only." Diana replied with a grin,
patting her belt with her hand.
Both girls spent several minutes scoping out the mill,
looking for any sign of activity. The sawmill was a series
of dark wood buildings interconnected via enclosed
walkways. The buildings were hollow on the inside and
housed various sections of the wood processing
conveyor belt production line. They were arranged kind
of like the view windows at a car wash. The wood would
enter from the river and flow through the mill to the
other side. Several smaller, decrapidated shacks and
buildings, along with the rusted remains of old 1950
genre construction equipment, littered the landscape
around the main installation.
"Now you're sure the chips point here?" asked
Wonder Woman looking sideways at Batgirl.
"Well, its only a hunch but, looking at the designs on
the chips, the just don't make sense. I'm a librarian and
I've seen dozens of writings and manuscripts and have
gotten pretty good at deciphering them. These things
are totally bogus. The only thing is, one out of four of
the chips are made of wood, painted to look like plastic.
Lord Easystreet said one out of four chips were relevant
so that tells me its what the chip is made out of that's
important and not what's on it." Batgirl explained.
"I see. So you figured the lumber mill since the
important chips are made out of wood." said Wonder
Woman touching her finger to her chin in thought.
"That's right, and where else would you find wood
chips?" asked Batgirl with a smile.
"Incredible! That's brilliant!" complimented Wonder
Woman.
"Oh that's nothing." shirked Batgirl rolling her eyes.
"Heck, one time I had to find Commissioner Gordon by
sniffing around town for his cologne, Wellington #5. Boy
was that a shot in the dark."
"Well, I think we should split up. We can cover more
ground that way." said Wonder Woman as she got up.
"Maybe you can scout out that small cluster of buildings
beyond those wood piles while I look in the main
complex." she added.
"Good thinking. We can get picked off better that
way if we're alone." Batgirl said with a smile as she
winked at Wonder Woman. Diana shook her head at the
joke and started toward the main building.
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From: an210705@anon.penet.fi (Mr. X)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Repost: Batgirl and Wonder Woman Part 5 [bd,sex,nc]
Date: Tue, 30 Jan 1996 08:23:20 GMT
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This story contains material of a sexual nature. It has
explicite descriptions of sex, bondage and non-
consentual sex. If you are at all offended by this kind of
story. DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER!!!!!!
Batgirl, Wonder Woman and any other characters
expressed in this story are copyrighted by DC Comics.
This story is written for the sole purpose of
entertainment and is not written for profit and cannot be
transmitted, reproduced or otherwise traded for profit.
Any feedback (preferably good) should be sent to
an210705@anon.penet.fi. I welcome constructive
criticism and suggestion though I cannot promise to
fulfill every request. Please do NOT ask for special
copies sent to your e-mail. The number of requests I get
is too overwhelming to fulfill. I will try and repost the
stories on a regular basis. If you want a story reposted,
please ask over the a.s.s.d board.
Presenting Batgirl and Wonder Woman Part 5
"SSSHHHHH!!" hissed Tarra as she looked out the
second floor, dust covered window as Wonder Woman
approached. "Its Wonder Woman!!!" she whispered
turning toward Yumi. "Is Lord Easystreet's little toy
ready?" she asked crouching down in the window.
"Oh yeah! We cranked up the juice on it too. Boy is
she in for it." replied Yumi.
"Fine. Just don't fuck this up or we're in deep shit!"
The two women were dressed in black leather pants,
black turtleneck sweaters and ski masks. They slipped
down the mills hallways and into the darkness as
Wonder Woman stepped through the main door of the
complex.
The main area was a huge, wide open space with
various pieces of rusted, junk equipment strewn about.
The heroine slowly walked inside, looking about
cautiously as she tried to take in the entire room and all
its details.
Suddenly, a shot rang out from deep on the other
side of the room. Her instincts and training paid off as
she deflected the .45 round with her bracelets. Then a
series of shots rang out, illuminating a female form in
the darkness with each burst.
The woman was hiding behind several pieces of
equipment that blocked Diana's path, including a huge,
rusted out truck that sat close to the heroine. Deciding to
take a non-direct approach, Wonder Woman put her
foot on the tailgate of the truck and gave it an immense
shove with her muscular leg. The truck took off, literally
skidding across the concrete floor. It crashed and
slammed into equipment, posts, lumber and other
obstacles as it plowed its way toward the now shocked
shooter. Apparently Yumi was not ready for this tactic
and she started screaming as she ran toward a back exit
as fast as she could. Diving for her life, she barely rolled
inside the door as the wave of junk plowed up against
the doorway.
"Holy SHIT!" screamed Yumi as she got up and ran
down the hall.
Diana made a bee line for the pile and started
chucking half ton chunks of debris out of her way as she
tried to clear the doorway to get through. "Maybe this
wasn't a good idea after all." grunted Wonder Woman
as she tossed an engine block out of the way with a
hefty 'UMPH'.
Yumi came tearing down the hall, through a small,
rectangular room and through another door. Tarra
stopped the panting maid as she started to change her
clothes.
"That fucking trap had better hold her!" screamed
Yumi. "She's a lot stronger than we thought!" she added
as she helped Tarra get undressed and slip into a skirt
and suit.
"Don't worry. That pile of crap ought to slow her
down. Just do what I told you and she's ours." Tarra
smiled as she messed up her own hair and put on her
glasses.
Wonder Woman finally moved enough of the junk to
get through and she started jogging down the long
hallway after the female assassin. The hallway ended at
a small, rectangular room which was about 10 feet
square. Stopping at the doorway, Diana suddenly
noticed that the walls, floors and ceilings were now
made of some kind of silver colored metal instead of
wood. In fact the whole hallway from the main area on
down was lined with steel and was completely out of
place from the rest of the mill.
"HELP! Wonder Woman!" screamed a female voice
from across the room. On the other side, the hallway
continued. About 20 feet down, the masked assailant
stood holding Tarra Rogers at gun point. Tarra was tied
with her hands behind her back and she was a thorough
mess. She stood shaking and crying as the hooded
gunwoman used her as a shield.
"Don't come any closer or I'll blow this fucking cunt's
head off! This hoar bitch is going to get her brains
splattered, what little brains she has, if you try anything!
Just stay back or lard butt here gets a new asshole!"
Yumi screamed at Wonder Woman as she roughly
grabbed Tarra with a choke hold and slammed her
against the sides of the hallway as she waved the .45
around.
"Do you MIND!..." hissed Tarra softly shooting
daggers back at the maid. "You're over acting!!!..." she
whispered.
"Oh... sorry..." replied Yumi apologetically.
"Oh, I see." said Wonder Woman taking a confident
pose and entering the room. "I'm supposed to
surrender, is that it!" she added, taking another step
forward. Looking behind the two women, she could see
a huge, steel door which looked very locked and very
impassable. Apparently the gun woman had boxed
herself in and was extremely desperate.
"Why don't you just give me the gun and we'll all
walk out of here together. No one needs to get hurt.
You're obviously trapped so there's no need for this."
calmly spoke the confident heroine.
"THAT'S IT! Now the bitch gets it!" screamed Yumi
as she put the gun to Tarra's head and cocked it.
"You better have switched the gu..." Tarra winced.
CLICK
Tarra sighed slightly as a small tinkle of urine stained
her panties.
"Oh dear. Oh my!" gasped Yumi "I-seem-to-have-
run-out-of-bullets." she explained in an over
exaggerated acting tone as though she were reading her
lines off a cue card.
"OK, you're obviously out of bullets. Let's just put the
gun down and relax." coaxed Wonder Woman as she
took another step forward.
"Bah to you Wonder Woman! Ney, I defy YOU!" she
cursed shaking the gun at the heroine.
"Ney, I defy you...???" whispered Tarra with a
quizzical look as she sneered back at Yumi.
"I read it in one of my brother's comics." Yumi
whispered back. "These heroine chicks go for it."
"Ney, I defy you...???" said Wonder Woman in a
quizzical voice as she rolled her eyes at the weird line.
Realizing she now had the upper hand, Diana
arrogantly started across the room and toward the
hallway. Just as she reached the middle of the room,
Yumi pressed a button on a remote control in her
pocket. Immediately two 4 inch thick steel doors came
slamming down, closing off the exits in front of and
behind Wonder Woman. At the same moment, the floor
split into several panels which fell away and formed two
steep funnels on the floor. Diana's bare, shapely legs
slid on the cold, steel floor and each one slid into a
separate funnel. Instantly, thick plastic seals inflated,
pinning the avenger's legs into the holes.
Wonder Woman stood alone in the room, her legs
slightly apart and buried up to her knees in the holes.
She immediately began to twist about, struggling to free
her legs. The mechanism under the floor whined and
creaked as her immense strength strained the metal.
Suddenly, she heard a noise, like a cable being
released above her. With lighting reflexes, she reached
up just in time to catch the ceiling which came dropping
down on top of her. This was not a ceiling, however. It
appeared to be a huge block that she was now
supporting with her amazon strength.
"Well, well, well." teased Tarra as she finished
untying herself.
Diana looked ahead and could see a video camera
and mic sticking through a hole in the door that had slid
down in front of her.
"I see we have our hands full now don't we?" laughed
Tarra. "I hope that multi-ton block of concrete and steel
isn't too heavy." she added like she was talking to a
baby.
"Not as heavy as it will feel when I shove it up your
ASS!" grunted Wonder Woman as she continued to
push upward. She was able to support the block but it
was close to her maximum strength level. If all she had
to do was lift it for a few moments, she probably
wouldn't even break a sweat but, having to hold it
constantly was putting a severe strain on her arms. The
block would slip down slightly forcing Wonder Woman to
push it back up in a constant gravity tug of war.
"Well now, such a mouth!" replied Tarra in a
mockingly surprised voice. "I think I have something that
will quiet you down a bit. Certainly something that will
bring you off your high horse."
In front of Diana, a two foot square panel slid away
from under the camera hole in the door. Inside, an odd
device similar to a small satellite dish protruded forward.
It tilted upward and then began to glow slightly blue.
Then, with an odd humming sound, a beam of blue,
pulsating light shot out and hit Wonder Woman's
shoulder.
Wonder Woman reeled, not in pain, but from shock
and sexual sensation. A strange, vibrating wave of
exhilaration ran through her shoulder and arm, sending
wild ripples of sexual excitement through the heroine's
straining body. If it were possible to fuck someone in the
shoulder, this is what it would feel like, only much better.
The surprise from the ray and the sensation were so
quick and intense that she started to lubricate slightly
from the blast.
"How do you like it? A girl's best friend. Lord
Easystreet had it developed. Its what he calls an
orgasmabeam." said Tarra as she watched Wonder
Woman's reaction and bit down softly on her lower lip.
"Its quite simple actually, its a sonic, modulating
beam that projects waves of ultra high frequency sound.
The sound waves are tuned to specifically agitate and
stimulate only a female's sexual nerve endings.
Basically it vibrates the hell out of any nerves it hits,
sending false sexual information to the brain. Its kind of
like shattering a glass with sound only it works on
specific nerves instead. It also stimulates the brain itself,
sending specifically tuned frequencies through you that
effect only the sexual portions of the female human's
brain." Tarra explained as she watched Wonder Woman
get blasted again by the beam. "Heck the things way
better than a vibrator!"
"AAAGHH!"
"NNNUGHH!"
Wonder Woman rocked and swayed slowly, rolling
her head back and around as the beam fired another
and yet another blast into her arms, shoulders and bare
thighs. As she moaned, the block slipped a little more,
shaking the avenger back to reality. She tried to push
the block away or jam it on one of its sides but, before
she could concentrate, another blast of blue ecstasy
shattered her efforts, striking another fresh part of her
body.
"Those were non-sexual parts of your body Wonder
Woman. Lets see how those jugs really stack up."
exclaimed Tarra as she redirected the beam.
"Hera, NO!" Wonder Woman screamed as she
stared down in panic at her cleavage. Suddenly, the
beam hit her left breast sending it rippling and sloshing
about as it vibrated the huge mammary.
"UUUUUGHH!!!!"
The amazon moan was animalistic and deep as the
shear intensity of the sensation made her wet with
excitement. The beam not only hit her square in her
already ripened nipple, it was now blasting away in a
steady stream, pushing the tit around like a fire hose
pushing a huge water balloon. She twisted and gyrated
her upper body in a futile attempt to avoid the
devastating beam but this only heightened Tarra and
her cohorts sexual show.
"Wow, what a bod!" gasped Yumi as she rubbed
herself. "Make her wiggle some more."
The beam then switched to the right breast, causing
Diana to let out a high scream as the tender breast was
decimated by the beam's irresistible charms.
"Can't quit.... Hera.... Must not... surrender." Wonder
Woman gasped out loud as she rolled her head back
and panted away. Her satin shorts now had a noticeable
stain as she began lubricating uncontrollably. As her
mind spun from the beam's intensity, the block slipped
down some more and Wonder Woman had to catch it
with her elbows. She was now supporting the massive
stone with her upper arms only, letting it rest slightly on
her head.
"OOOWAAAA POOORRR BAAAABBBBBYYYY."
teased Tarra as she reached around Yumi and began
massaging the Asian's soft breasts. "Is da wittle Wondie
Woman getting tired?" she mocked kissing Yumi's neck.
Both women then turned and started French kissing
each other as the beam continued to pound the most
erotic moans, coos and cries from the tortured avenger.
Wonder Woman's sexual agony, and her vocal
repertoire, were driving the two villianesses wild with
passion. In moments, Tarra had pulled Yumi's sweater
off and was happily sucking on her breast as the show
continued.
The two women then looked each other in the eye.
"Let's finish the bitch off." Tarra said with an evil grin.
"Guess what's coming next Wonder Woman?" said
Tarra as she started to aim the dish.
"HERA! NO! NOT THAT!" screamed Diana as the
beam traveled down her chest, over her stomach and
toward the most devastating target of all. Her hips went
wild, twisting and writhing as she tried to avoid the ever
closing beam.
A long silence filled the metal room. Then, like a
swelling, erupting volcano, Diana's scream of
uncontrollable ecstasy exploded from her as the beam
found its mark. There wasn't even a chance of fighting
off the climax. The only chance she might have had was
to slow down the wave after wave of multiple orgasms
that pounded away at her body and mind but, she had
already lost that opportunity. Her vagina burst from
lubricant as her juices streamed down her legs and
soaked her shorts. The sensation was so intense that
she broke into tears and began sobbing as each climax
tore her violently apart.
Then, a soft hissing sound started to echo through
the room. From dozens of small jets in the walls, a pink,
misty gas began to slowly seep in.
"Oh, by the way, that's Gyneform gas you hear." said
Tarra matter of factly. "Its a special anesthetic gas
designed by Lord Easystreet to sap a woman's strength,
only if she climaxes. Pretty neat huh? You're perfectly
safe, just as long as you don't cum but, I don't think you
can avoid that."
Diana's looked about wildly, her panicked, tear
stained eyes glaring with fear as she watch the gas
slowly seep into the small room.
"UUGGMM, UUGGH! Can't... think... No, I won't...
won't be BROKEN! I AM WONDER WOMAN! NO ONE
DOES THIS TO....." she screamed defiantly as yet
another climax blasted through her. As she came, the
gas went to work, slowly sucking the strength from the
surging avenger. Diana's head began to swoon and swirl
as the anesthetic slowly took effect.
"NNNGHHUUU!!"
Another climax tore away at her. The gas sapped her
down even more. Like a wild fire being dowsed by water,
the gas smothered her spirit and drained her of her
strength. Her arms began to shake, then her knees
began to wobble. Suddenly, with a loud scream, the
heroine dropped, bending at her knees and falling on
her back to the floor. She was now supporting the
impending block with just her lower arms and chest as
she moaned and groaned from the gas's anesthetizing
effects.
"She's DOWN!" screamed Tarra as she reached for
the beam's controls. Diana's crotch and hips were now
flat on the floor, having moved out of the beam, and the
sex weapon was now steadily trying to make the block
of concrete have its first sexual experience. Tarra re-
aimed the dish and watched as the beam shot up
between the block and Diana's spread thighs.
Wonder Woman was now in triple jeopardy. Not only
was she falling asleep from the gas, but the beam was
hitting straight between her legs and her hips were now
pinned tight by the block. The massive stone surged up
and down as the buxom heroine struggled under the
mass in some desperate attempt to escape.
"Now to see what this thing can really do." smiled
Tarra as she reached for the intensity control and turned
the knob from 4 to its maximum of 10.
The block surged upward and froze as Diana's hips
soared upward. The sensation was beyond pain, beyond
sexual stimulation, beyond ecstasy. It was as though
every muscle, every bone, every cell, every atom in her
body was being violently gang raped all at once. She
couldn't breathe, her eyes were streaming with tears,
ever muscle was strained beyond their limits as she
tightened for the horrid finale. Then, Tarra pushed her
over the edge.
"And when we final have you, we're going to really
gang bang you..."
"UUUUUUUUUUGGHHGHHGHGH!!!!!!!"
The scream echoed like a wild animal falling from a
hunters bow as the amazon exploded from the sexual
experience. The massive stone came crashing down as
her absolutely devastated body collapsed in one last
surge of resistance. With a final sigh, Wonder Woman
was silenced, her body and will broken and beaten.
Ironically, the stone didn't drop more than two feet
above the floor. It was made to stop short so it would not
absolutely crush its victim. The metal doors opened and
Tarra and Yumi stepped in as the block raised back up
toward the ceiling. They stood watching in erotic
enjoyment at the heroine's unconcious, beaten, sweaty
and glistening body as she lay moaning and breathing
heavily. Tarra reached down and pulled off Wonder
Woman's belt.
"Now we have her for sure. Take her and strip her. I
want her tied up nice and tight, the way she was meant
to be." Tarra ordered as she held the belt and examined
it like a trophy of power. "This is just the start Wonder
Bitch, just the start. ITS PARTY TIME!"
* * *
Batgirl quickly sunk down behind a pile of old boards
as she heard a tremendous crash from the other end of
the mill. "What in God's name..." she gasped as she
started to make her way back toward the direction
Wonder Woman had taken. Trying to avoid any obvious
entrances or windows, Batgirl scoured the main building,
hoping to catch site of what was going on. "I know
Wonder Woman is tough but, I can't help feeling
something just went terribly wrong."
It had taken Batgirl at least 20 minutes to maneuver
through the darkness as she tried to avoid the mud,
equipment and lumber. Four inch stilettos looked great
on her legs but were horrible in mud. She knew this but
their erotic feel made her wear them anyway. Then, like
a dying animal, a muffled, female scream of utter agony
rang out from deep inside the main building.
"Dear God! Diana!" Barbara whispered as she
climbed the side of the building to a second story
landing. The second story windows were an array of
large, cross hatched windows that stretched along the
length of the building. Getting in was no problem seeing
how most of the glass had been broken out by kids or
weather.
She slipped into the dark upper landing and moved
slowly behind some huge crates. Suddenly, several
flashlights made a small dancing show of lights as a
group of women came out of a dark doorway on the first
floor.
"Tarra Rogers?!" Batgirl grunted, half knowing
something like this was probably right up that lawyer
bitch's alley. The arrogant blonde came strutting out,
putting on her blouse and glasses. Behind her, two
women in ski masks and skin tight, black outfits were
carrying a very shapely, bound and naked body.
"Wonder Woman!" Batgirl gasped. Wonder Woman
appeared to be unconscious and completely stripped
save her tiara and red boots. Her hands were tied
behind her back and her legs were tightly bound
together. A thick, cloth gag was tied around her mouth,
completely covering the bottom half of her head an
pinning her fiery, brunette hair. The two women were
carrying her like a carpet, one holding her by her
shoulders while the other carried her legs.
"Now how the Heck did they manage that!" Batgirl
said as she curled her lips to one side in a half smile of
semi-surprise. "I didn't think those bimbos could count to
two without taking their blouses off. There's got to be
someone else involved. Someone with a wicked,
devious mind." she mumbled as she stealthily moved
down a wooden ladder and approached the three
women from behind several rows of crates.
"Boy, for such a well built bitch, she sure is heavy."
rasped Tasha as she and Yumi placed Wonder Woman
on the floor to rest.
Batgirl removed her Bat-a-rang from her belt and
readied it.
"Are you kidding, she's 90% tit." Tarra said with a
smile as she stood over Diana and rested the point of
her stiletto, black shoe on the avenger's huge breast.
Batgirl tied one of her bondage ropes to the weapon.
"I wonder if they're real?" asked Tasha as she leaned
down and started poking the other breast with her finger,
trying to find any sign of an implant.
Batgirl slowly stood up and raised the weapon,
aiming it at Tarra's long legs.
"If they are, I want her plastic surgeon's number."
Tarra replied in a laugh. The three women began to
laugh maniacally as Batgirl drew back.
"Laugh this off you... HUMMMMBLMM!!!" Batgirl
started to say but as she was just about to let go, an
ether soaked handkerchief came down hard over her
nose and mouth. The heroine dropped her Bat-a-rang
and began twisting about wildly as the fumes forced
themselves deep into her lungs. Her thrashing and
screaming turned to swaying and moaning then to dull
twisting and sighing. Then, the plucky avenger dropped
to her knees and then the floor, her eyes rolling up into
her head, as she was heavily chloroformed.
The three women had stopped laughing and watched
Batgirl's anesthetizing. They then watched as a tall,
sleek beauty slowly stepped over the sleeping Batgirl
from out of the darkness.
"Good work Catwoman." said Tarra as she walked up
to the feline vixen. Catwoman stood wearing a pair of
high, six inch, black stilettos, thigh high, black, fishnet
stockings with garters, a French cut, bikini bottom, a belt
with various compartments, a string bikini top, arm
length, silk gloves and her usual cat mask that looked
like a pair of cheap, starlet 5 and dime sunglasses.
"Yes, my trap worked Perrrfectly." she said with a
rolling purr as she knelt down and started stroking
Batgirl's full, round thigh with her gloved hand. "They
are both ours now. Lets enjoy them GRRROWL! You
three may have Wonder Woman. I have unfinished
business with Batgirl." she said as she pulled out some
silk tie downs and several handkerchiefs.
"Yes, thank you Catwoman." said Tarra as she
skipped back to the other girls and ordered them to pick
the amazon up. "I know just the place." Tarra said
slapping Diana's flat tummy as she escorted the two
women out of the building.
Catwoman continued to stroke Batgirl like she was a
long lost pet. She then flipped the heroine on her
stomach and pulled her arms behind her back. With the
silk tie downs, she criss-crossed Barbara's wrists and
secured them with several knots, she then bound her
elbows and upper arms to her chest with a few more
long straps. Turning the young girl over, she pulled out a
large, red ball gag and pushed it into Barbara's mouth.
With leather straps, she secured the gag in place around
the girl's head. Using several more silk straps, she
meticulously secured Batgirl's legs together at her feet
and ankles as though she were enjoying the whole
bondage experience.
"Poor Barbara." sighed Catwoman as she stroked the
girl's cheek with her hand. "I told you I would get
revenge for you spurning my affections. I know you can
be broken and I'm going to enjoy making you my
number one kitten." she continued as she gently ran her
hand between Batgirl's legs.
"Tom! Tabby! Morris! Get in here!" the vixen
screamed. Three very muscular and well built
gentlemen wearing all black outfits and black ski masks
with their names sewn onto their chests came lumbering
out of the darkness.
"Pick up our little honey and take her to the cabin
before the chloroform wears off. I want her to wake up
with a surprise." Catwoman ordered. The three
henchmen eagerly picked up the bound babe and
carried her out into the midnight darkness.