Corey. Schreck, Max. Schreck’s nephew and heir, has made an appointment with Batgirl to test the high-tech security system installed in the building. He claims to the press that he has purchased a rare diamond, stashed in a safe in the Xuerik building, and is going to use it as bait, trying to lure Catwoman into stealing it.
They knew that Catwoman would not be able to resist a temptation like this one, especially since it concerns Max. Schreck (the man who, in a way, “murdered” Serena Kyle) was the last relative. The last relative of Max Schreck (the man who, in a way, “murdered” Serena Kyle).
Under Batgirl’s watchful eye, Catwoman, dressed in a tight black outfit and sexy plimsolls, dodged laser light, motion and sound sensing systems along the way. She remained patiently waiting while Catwoman burned a small hole in the metal door of the safe with a laser drill, reached into the fiber-optic camera, and then spun the numbered lock to find the code to open the door.
Catwoman didn’t have the slightest suspicion, and it didn’t even cross her mind: why would someone with such a huge consortium use a safe with this old numbered lock?
Catwoman turned to the last correct number and the safe opened. She knew she had only seconds to get the diamonds and escape safely after the sound sensor system was turned off. After pulling open the metal door of the safe, she was surprised to find it empty. She immediately realized that she had been set up, and the voice from behind her confirmed her suspicions.
“Catwoman, you did come, I knew there was no way you could resist such a temptation.” Batgirl said as the lights in the office slowly came on at the same time. She emerged with her arms wrapped around her, her long leather cape fluttering behind her. The soft light from behind illuminated the curves of rubber and leather on her form-fitting batsuit, emphasizing Barbara? Wilson’s fine figure, from the pointy boots, the shimmering hips, reaching all the way to her breasts.
Catwoman turned around and let out an angry hiss, “Batgirl! It was you who set the trap! Why?”
“Because you are a criminal.” Batgirl said.
“And because Corey. Schreck has requested my assistance. He’d appreciate it if you could assist him in identifying the weaknesses in this security system, and I could help add another inmate to the Ekhan Shelter. I guess it’s a one-two punch, if you will.”
“You would actually help someone who includes murder in his pedigree?”
“Corey is nothing like his uncle.” Batgirl said in her defense.
“Sounds like you have a bit of a crush on him.” Catwoman said mockingly, “That’s cute! I must say you two would make a very compatible pair of lovers-a bat and a mouse.”
“Well, I guess you can take the easier option ……” said Batgirl as she approached Catwoman in a defensive stance, “…… or with that we can make this difficult.”
“I’ve always loved a challenge.” Catwoman said and immediately rushed at Batgirl.
Surprised by the speed of her attack, Batgirl fell back slightly, mitigating some of the force of Catwoman’s attack, and then lifted her long, slender legs and kicked Catwoman, causing her to fall on top of herself. As Catwoman rolled over and prepared to attack her head with her spiked heels, Batgirl quickly rolled away and stood up, and Catwoman immediately jumped to her feet.
Just like her namesake, Catwoman tried to swipe at Batgirl’s cheek with her razor-sharp claws, and Batgirl dodged her attack with a false move. The two of them kept circling the large office attacking each other with their arms and legs, completely oblivious to the monitors that were hidden in the corners. Corey was watching the entertainment from another room in the building.
It was indeed the best fight he had ever seen. The two of them had almost the same fighting skills and agility. When one of them got the upper hand, the other would pound back until the situation changed. Back and forth, Batgirl and Catwoman relentlessly attacked each other with their fists.
Batgirl took a side kick to the stomach that made her spit out a large amount of air before she retaliated with a backhanded swing into Catwoman’s face. As each other’s energies began to wane, the two of them dropped to the plush leather couch, their arms and legs tangled with each other, making the sound of plastic rubbing against rubber. The two ferocious wrestlers kept gasping for air, their faces less than an inch apart.
Both of them tried desperately to grab the top spot, Catwoman pulling back hard on Batgirl’s long blonde hair while Batgirl squeezed one arm tightly around her rival’s throat, trying to suffocate her for lack of air.
From his office, Corey watched the battle of wills with fascination. He couldn’t wait to see how it would end. Who on earth would emerge victorious? Of course, that didn’t matter at the end of the day.
Suddenly, Catwoman moved her head closer to her opponent and gave Batgirl’s cheek a lick with her tongue, and the heroine cringed in disgust. The momentary distraction allowed Catwoman to find just enough time to disengage from Batgirl’s grasp and pull out her whip.
Catwoman thinks she’s had enough. She’s going to whip this heroine until she surrenders and creates the opportunity to make her own escape.
Batgirl was thrilled to raise her arm to block Catwoman’s first lash. A second later and the whip would have cut a deep gash in her smooth cheek. This made Batgirl a little regretful that she had replaced her bat visor with a smaller shaped mask.
As Catwoman continued her ferocious and relentless assault, Batgirl used her cape to ward off most of the lashes. Even though the rubberized costume absorbed most of the impact, Batgirl still felt a sharp sting as her slender thighs were swept by the whip.
Catwoman knew that her whipping wasn’t having much effect, but she continued to swing her whip anyway as she tried to move to get closer and closer to the wall, preparing to escape through the viewport. Batgirl, however, had caught on to her attempt, and as Catwoman swung her whip one last time and then turned to flee, before she jumped away from the window, Batgirl raised her arm just in time to fire a small batclaw.
Catwoman hadn’t been out of position for more than a second when she felt something clench around her right ankle.
Catwoman’s mouth dropped open in surprise as she was pulled backward into the office, then almost completely squeezed the air out of her as she was heaved onto the office carpet.
She collapsed to the floor, not able to recover from the dizziness and gasping for a moment, and Batgirl immediately jumped behind her and straddled her, then grabbed Catwoman’s hands and pulled them forcefully behind her back. She quickly removed a set of stainless steel batcuffs and locked them tightly around Catwoman’s wrists.
Catwoman let out an angry shushing sound and wriggled violently underneath her captor’s body as Batgirl then removed a thin piece of rope and tied it around her ankles, with the other end going upward through one of the metal light shelves secured to the ceiling. She was immediately hoisted upside down on one foot, the other kicking wildly as she twisted her hands behind her back trying to free herself from the cuffs. The evil woman cursed as she struggled, reminding Batgirl of a wildcat freshly captured from the jungle.
“Get the fuck off me, bitch!” Catwoman shushed, “You’re going to pay for this!”
“When you stay in jail, you can write it in your journal.” Batgirl flashed a smile at the catgirl underneath and taunted provocatively.
“You’re doing great!” Suddenly from behind him came the sound of appreciative words. The office door opened and Corey. Schreck walked in with two companions Batgirl had never seen before.
One of them was a tall man wearing a black leather field jacket and shiny black paratrooper boots. His dark jade colored hair was long and straight, cascading down to his chest and around his shoulders, and he wore a pair of black sunglasses. Batgirl thought he looked like a bizarre combination of a medieval barbarian, a Nazi, a vampire from a heavy metal magazine, and so on.
The other was an Oriental, and her costume was equally bizarre. She wore a leather corset, sexy high-heeled boots, and elbow-length lambskin gloves. Silky, detailed hair in a funky hairstyle, with a flawless complexion, like a fine magnet. There were also beautiful cheeks and deep violet lips. As the tightly bound captive screamed and struggled to free herself, the oriental woman gazed at Catwoman with lustful eyes.
Suddenly, Batgirl felt as if an unusual current was passing through her body in the room. Even with a pair of dark black sunglasses on, Batgirl still felt another man watching her intently.
She felt uncomfortable when he showed his teeth and smiled.
“Well, I guess the work here is done.” Batgirl said. “I’m going to take Catwoman away now.”
“I’m afraid we have a slight change of plans, Batgirl.” Corey told her so.
“What do you mean?” Batgirl asked. She didn’t like the way he talked that way.
“I’m sorry I haven’t introduced my friend.” Corey gestured in his companion’s direction and said, “This is the Golem.”
The golem nodded, hands behind his back, and half-bent over in a curtsy to Batgirl, but with an eerie smile on his face. His voice was low and throaty, “It’s an honor.”
“And this one is Lin.” Corey introduced the beautiful woman.
Rin just looked straight into Batgirl’s eyes behind the mask and smiled a shallow smile that felt exactly like the way a viper would look at a wounded bird.
These two brought a creepy feeling to Batgirl, and she wondered what they were doing with Hurik. They didn’t look like the type that would sit in a conference room.
“Well strike that, Hurik, what’s the change in plans?” Batgirl asked after an awkward pause.
“Catwoman is now my property.” Corey stated calmly. “And you soon will be as well. Golem and Rin are going to be here to assist me in your training.”
“Training?” Batgirl responded, confused and dumbfounded.
What’s his agenda? Batgirl was skeptical.
“Yes.” Corey continued, “Catwoman is solely responsible for the deaths of my uncles and nephews, as you probably know. I’m going to teach her a few lessons about the consequences of offending the Schreck family. As for you, Batgirl, due to your relationship with Batman, you are also within my reach for revenge.”
“Corey ……” Batgirl tried to say something.
“I know it’s hard for you to take it right away, Batgirl.” Corey said. “But after a while you’ll understand. I’m sorry for misleading you and making you and everyone else see me as a harmless, kind-hearted philanthropist who wants to correct all of my uncle’s crimes. Still, the apple that falls to the ground doesn’t fall far from the tree’s roots …… out of the old environment …… all the same …… Anyway, you know what I’m going to say. “
All three of Xuerik, Golem and Lin pulled out a set of nose plugs, attached them to a thin plastic tube and stuck them up their nostrils as Batgirl watched their actions in confusion. Before she could figure out what was happening, she realized that Hrithik pressed a button on the remote he was holding and all the doors behind them closed. Then she heard a soft hissing sound.
“You’re probably wondering what we’re trying to do?” As Corey spoke, the golem and Lin began to slowly move around Batgirl’s body, trying to approach Batgirl’s backside from different directions.
“This office is airtight, and I’m now pumping the air out of the room, just like in the pilot’s cockpit of an airplane. When the oxygen disappears quickly, you immediately feel disoriented …… dizzy …… and start seeing visions.”
Batgirl was already starting to feel the symptoms of oxygen deprivation, she gasped and tried to suck in more precious air, but it didn’t help at all. She tried turning to face the golem and Rin, who weren’t affected in any way as the breathing tubes on their faces were connected to small oxygen tanks inside their suits.
Rin picked up Catwoman’s leather whip and carefully wrapped it around Batgirl’s slender neck like a sadist, pulling the dazed Batgirl towards her body as she clung to the whip. The golem then stepped behind her, grabbing the already-weakened Batgirl’s head with one hand and wrenching it backward, while with the other hand he placed a thick cloth soaked in anesthetic over her mouth.
“Oh ……” Batgirl struggled, but could only make a low whimpering sound under the thick cloth that produced no effect.
“Just so you know, we don’t want to take any chances.” Corey said, watching as the golem and Rin slowly forced Batgirl down to her knees, and then left her lying unconscious and flat on top of the carpet.
Rin bent down and ruffled Batgirl’s hair away from her sleeping face, carefully examining her soft body; the golem moved closer to Catwoman, bending his body to scrutinize her at close range. He was clearly taking an interest in the sultry woman, who was doing her best to resist not passing out.
“Sleep, my little pet.” The golem said calmly, placing another thick cloth soaked in anesthetic to her gasping little mouth, which the catgirl barely resisted by turning her head from side to side.
Corey watched as the golem and Lin handled their prey, first using special metal cuffs tightly bound to each of Batgirl’s hands and feet, with a short metal bar attached between the two metal rings of the cuffs, and then using two metal rods in the shape of a cross to tie Batgirl’s hands and feet together with two crossbars attached behind her back. Then another metal cuff was used to cuff her around the waist, with the other end attached to the middle of that cross-shaped cross. Finally, a handle made of metal was accurately attached to the metal frame so that the weight could be spread out evenly so that the golem could easily lift his captive.
Only after they had done the same to the catgirl did Corey let the air in the room return to normal.
“Well, I’ll leave the rest to you. Take them to the underground studio.” Corey said to his men. They were obviously excited about the opportunity to “train” these two new prey.
“I want them back here within twenty-four hours. Become meekly …… tamed…
. while at the same time passionately trying to please me.”
Golem and Rin looked at each other and smiled wickedly. As they walked towards the hidden elevator with their prey in their arms, both of them felt uncharacteristically aroused.
After they stepped into the elevator that led to the secret underground lair in the Hurek building, Lin couldn’t wait to turn to her companion and inquire, “Which one do you want?”
“When I was little, my mom never would agree to let me have a kitten.” Golem smiled, “She said they were evil animals, but I always wanted to play with kittens. They were so soft …… and tame.”
“When I was a kid, I used to throw them in the water and drown them.” Rin ate and laughed like a schoolboy.
“You’re pretty cruel.” The puppet laughed.
“Can’t you make this elevator go any faster?” Rin grumbled. Reaching out with one gloved finger, she slowly traced Batgirl’s slightly parted lips, while the golem dotingly and gently stroked Catwoman’s cowl, and the two captives, still asleep from the effects of the anesthesia, breathed in shallowly and intermittently let out corresponding moans
Part II – The World of Forests
Those dreams are always similar.
Barbara. Wilson, back again at Oxbridge Academy, still wearing her school uniform-crepe skirt, loose blouse, spotted tie, sweater, knee-length socks, and low-heeled shoes.
Still in class, she made her way down the hallway toward the door at the end of the hall. When she reached the door and opened it, a clerk led her into the principal’s office.
Barbara was very nervous. She knew why she had been called to the office: she was in big trouble.
The principal was sitting behind his desk looking at a file, and he made Barbara stand in front of the oak desk and wait, not asking her to sit down, as if he hadn’t noticed her.
The principal looked up at Barbara as she tried to speak.
“I must say I’m very disappointed in you, Ms. Wilson.” He took off his glasses and leaned back in his chair and said, “Is there anything you can explain?”
Barbara was at a complete loss for words. Not only did she not know what she had done wrong; she didn’t even have the courage to speak to the principal’s stern face, as if she had been hypnotized by him. Finally, all she could do was stammer in response, “…… No …… sir.”
“Very good.” He stood up and said, “You’ve been a good student. As much as I hate to do it, I’m going to have to punish you now.”
Barbara watched as the principal walked to a corner of the room and picked up a long stick that she normally used to point at the blackboard during lectures. Her adrenaline began to rush as she realized what the principal said the punishment would be, and she could hardly believe it. This was a senior high school, how could they still use this method of training children for punishment?
“Please bend over and put your hands on the desk.” The principal ordered Barbara.
Before Barbara could begin to respond or protest, she felt the principal’s firm grip on her arm pushing her upper body forward until she had to press against the desk to barely support herself.
In a firm voice he ordered her, “Don’t move, Miss Wilson.” Much to her surprise.
“I …… wait ……” Barbara tried to say something. But she gasped in panic as she felt the principal lift her short skirt above her waist with her fingers. Barbara stiffened with fear as she struggled to find something to say. But like in so many previous dreams, there was no way to get her body to move or react in any way.
“This will hurt you a little more than it will hurt me.” The principal said, and Barbara could almost detect a mocking tone in his voice. Shouldn’t he have meant the opposite statement?
Snap! Without warning, Barbara received the first hard blow as she gasped in surprise! It hit her hard right on her firm little ass. It was humiliating enough for her just to have her skirt lifted upwards to reveal her cotton panties, but now he was spanking her with a wooden stick. She was about to turn in protest when the principal grabbed her shoulders and pressed them tightly, hitting her on the bottom once more.
“Oh!” Barbara cried out in agony. She couldn’t believe that this could actually happen.
“I warned you not to move.” The principal said sternly. “Now you’re going to get an extra extra beating.”
Slap …… slap ……! One slap after another made Barbara blush with shame.
She clenched her lips and stifled a moan as the Headmistress continued that burning whipping, eleven strokes in all. The entire whipping took a short time, and by the time it was over, Barbara’s eyes had filled with stinging tears.
But she found that the principal still hadn’t let go of her, and one hand was still on the back of her neck gripping her hair. When she tried to break free from his rough grasp, the principal said to her, “Ms. Wilson, we’re not finished yet.”
The principal suddenly pushed her forward and downward over the desk, her bulging breasts squeezing tightly against the hard desktop, and Barbara gasped in alarm. She tried to put her hands behind her back to make his hands relax, trying to squirm out of his grip. He just tightened his grip on her again, placing the stick next to her body on the desk.
“Please …… let me up ……” begged Barbara, who was horrified by this whole terrible situation.
“Ms. Wilson, you don’t want to make this harder than it has to be.” The Headmaster said to her as he held her down with one hand and began to pull back the zipper on his pants with the other.
When Barbara heard him undoing the zipper, she cried, “What do you want …… to do?”
“Ms. Wilson, this is to teach you that when you break a school rule, you have to think of the consequences you will suffer.”
“Please …… I’m so sorry!” Barbara pleaded as she felt her panties being pulled down her back.
“Apologizing doesn’t get you any less punishment in our school, Miss Wilson. All of your students should know that.”
“Oh ……!” Suddenly Barbara screamed out as the principal’s meaty rod ground violently through her, like a fiery blade stabbing relentlessly into her secret path. She gripped the edge of the desk tightly as the principal began to pump inside her, grabbing both of her supple ass cheeks and pressing them roughly and tightly against the desk, making Barbara squirm uncontrollably against it.
As the principal began to poke deeper and deeper into her body, Barbara grew aroused as well.
She couldn’t believe that she was actually getting excitedly erotic about this punishment.
“Ah …… ah ……!” Barbara began to moan softly in imagined ecstasy.
The firm thrusts gradually produced strong and distinct sensations, sending waves of intense arousal coursing through her. After several long minutes of fucking the young student, the principal suddenly withdrew completely from her, and the wave of disappointment that arose made Barbara feel very trapped. Did she actually want him to continue?
Surprised, she waited for his next move, gasping and facing him as he pulled her body up and turned it to lie upward. What surprised her even more was that the principal was no longer the principal, but had become Bruce. Wayne now.
Before her mouth opened wide in shock and she could utter a single word, Bruce said to her, “Batgirl, I’m not finished with your punishment yet.”
Bruce. Wayne tightened his grip on her shoulders and forced her to bend her legs, and as Barbara was forced to her knees on the floor, she suddenly realized that she was wearing her Batgirl attire, her cape fluttering around her shoulders.
“You’re being careless, Batgirl.” Bruce. Wayne warned her, continuing in that same stern tone as the principal, “You need to learn what to do to follow the rules I have set.”
Barbara looked up at Bruce. Wayne’s condemning eyes failed to notice that Bruce was undoing the zipper on his pants, exposing his rod until it forced its way past her slightly parted lips and stabbed deep into her mouth.
“Oh!” At Bruce. Wayne’s firm rod was almost up to her throat, Barbara let out a low grunt.
She tried to move her head back slightly, but Bruce caught her blonde hair tightly and forced her head down until she was almost suffocating on his huge rod.
“Mmmm …… mmmm ……” Barbara tried to object as Bruce began to pump in and out of her mouth. But she had absolutely no choice but to let him pump and suck hard.
Her saliva had lubricated the rod slightly, and now it could be pumped and thrust down the throat with relative ease. Under Bruce. Wayne’s grasp, she was completely helpless and could only weakly grip his thighs and accept his punishment with her eyes closed.
“You have to learn to do things my way or else ……” he said.
He sounded nothing like usual now, a little harsher, and when Barbara opened her eyes once more to look meekly upward, she realized that the object of the blowjob had been transformed into Batman in full costume. The dark black eyes, hidden in a thick rubber cowl, gazed at her wickedly.
Barbara’s lust was suddenly awakened by the figure before her, and the sense of duty that came from facing Batman, and the possibility of having the guilt of disappointing him, made her want to please him as much as possible. She bobbed her head back and forth in a gradually increasing rhythm until she felt him get excited. At the same time, she felt as if an electric current had passed through her body, and tensed up even more.
Two leather-gloved palms held her head forward for support as fiery jets of cum spurted into Barbara’s warm lips. She swallowed hungrily, and suddenly one of the gloved palms plunged between her legs, feverishly teasing her parted nectar, trying to bring her to an intense climax.
That’s almost enough.
She clutched herself, her hips quivering, and Batman moaned loudly as he continued to immobilize the back of her head until the last drop of cum was ejected into Barbara’s tiny mouth and down her throat.
Barbara knew it was just a dream and that she would soon wake up and realize that Batman was no longer on top of her. Fearfully, she learned that just like every dream before, she once again had no way to orgasm. This caused her to almost whimper out.
But this time was different. Batgirl was awakened by the growing pleasure inside her body.
She knew she was waking up from a familiar aphrodisiacal dream, but the euphoric feeling that preceded reaching orgasm was indeed building up inside her. This time might be different. She could definitely reach orgasm!
“Ah …… ah …… ah …… ah ……!” Closing her eyes tightly, Batgirl moaned delicately, trying to fight the feeling of impending wakefulness, trying to fulfill the deepest desires within her.
Wild pleasure gradually piled up throughout her body, and Batgirl’s body reacted to the gradually increasing level of arousal by shuddering nervously, finally producing an explosive and intense orgasm.
Suddenly she felt that something was a little off, and soon came fully awake: her hands were not between her legs as they had been in her dream. In fact both of her hands were raised above her head, cuffed tightly to the metal bed frame.
Immediately she opened her eyes and was surprised to find that the Oriental woman whom Herrick had introduced to her in his office, known as Lin, with a sinister smile on her beautiful face, was gazing at her from top to bottom. Not only was it tight, it was her hand that was stroking between her legs through her rubber costume.
“Hmmm! Oh …… get …… off …… the ……!” Batgirl roared in wrath. When she realized what Lin had done to her while she was immersed in a beautiful dream, unconscious and unable to resist, the blood in her whole body felt like it was flowing against the current, and her whole body turned pink with shame and anger.
“Like it when I touch you like this?” Rin asked with a satisfied smile. “I can go further if you like.”
“Don’t …… touch me ……!” Batgirl, made fun of by Lin, responded vehemently. Realizing that her feet were also cuffed tightly to the bed frame, Batgirl growled loudly at Lin.
Batgirl grunted angrily, writhing and struggling for a few minutes, moving the entire bed just a few inches away from the floor, and Rin gleefully admired her useless efforts to fight back against the restraints on her body.
Realizing that Lin was developing a stronger desire from her desperate struggle, Batgirl stopped abruptly, her chest heaving up and down, her nose glistening with sweat as she breathed deeply. The only thing Batgirl could do now was to give Lin a cold, wrathful glare.
“The look on your face when you’re angry really gets to me!”
Rin bent down to approach Batgirl face to face, brushing her fingers lightly over the reddened cheeks and moving the hair that covered her face hole back behind her head. Then she leaned into Batgirl’s body and placed a light kiss on her cheek, one hand pressed between the heroine’s legs, teasing ever so slightly.
“Uhh!” Batgirl hummed softly, turning her head away as Lin tried to stick her tongue in her mouth.
Lin didn’t care as she flicked her tongue across Batgirl’s cheeks and neck, the heroine tried to avoid Lin’s tongue but there was no way at all. This evil woman was able to do as she pleased with Batgirl, doing whatever she wanted to her body. All she could do now was close her eyes tightly, pulling helplessly at the restraints on her arms and legs, straining to bend her body as far as it would go.
Lin ended up licking Batgirl’s neck and ears, leaning upward against the bed frame to inspect her captive, clearly enjoying the heroine’s contemptuous stomps, deciding that now was the time to start really enjoying herself with the ever-squirming and struggling captive.
Since a long time ago, she had always fantasized about what she was going to do to a heroine if she ever caught her. This was Rin’s first chance to be able to capture a real heroine, and there were so many things she wanted to do that she couldn’t decide what to do first. Finally, an idea struck her, and her almond-shaped eyes sparkled with excitement.
Lin ran her velvet-gloved fingers around the edge of Batgirl’s mask, and Batgirl watched her movements nervously, hoping that her captor wasn’t really as deep in thought as she thought she was.
But her hopes were not answered in any way; Batgirl detected a flicker of brightness in Lin’s eyes, as if Lin could read her thoughts. When Lin suddenly grabbed the edge of the mask and tried to peel it away from her eyes, Batgirl immediately began to turn and shake her head violently.
“Don’t! Oh …… you don’t …… can ……! Stop it!” Batgirl screamed as Rin unmasked her and swung deliberately.
Batgirl suddenly arched her body and pulled violently on those handcuffs. Even the bed frame shook as she furiously and forcefully pulled on the handcuffs.
While she was struggling, Lyn picked up a damp cloth and vigorously wiped the black paint smeared around Batgirl’s eyes. After a moment’s effort, she reverted back to Barbara. Wilson now, and Lin gazed appreciatively at the soft, beautiful young face that was revealed.
“Say hello to the camera.” Rin said cheerfully, pointing to a VCR on the ceiling in the corner of the room.
Barbara was completely oblivious to the fact that Corey. Schreck was now staying in his office, using a remote control to control the VCR that suddenly zoomed in on none other than Barbara’s astonished face in the entire frame, capturing her full features in his collection of video records. He now possessed an ace in the hole that could be used whenever needed.
As Lyn began to get ready, Barbara was only able to gaze helplessly into the lens of the VCR and wait, wondering what other evil plans she had in store.
Part III – The Torture of the Golem
The golem is conditioning the catgirl.
He had her tightly cuffed with a belt in a bondage rig, a box-like metal shelf, with her hands bound behind her back and wrapped in a one-handed glove. Slender legs hung loosely over the edge of the rack, about an inch off the floor, and were held together by a thin chain around both ankles.
As the golem worked on her body to device the last little piece of jewelry onto her brand new appearance, she kicked her feet wildly upward and carelessly, her sexy long riding boots shaking up and down. Watching the puppet pull out a pair of pliers from a nearby black box containing a variety of different tools that could be spun around, Catwoman let out a low growl writhing her body.
He used that pliers to pick up a metal ring and fitted it to her freshly pierced belly button. Before that, the puppet had cut the rubber suit around her breasts and lower body, piercing holes in her labia and both nipples. He had also punched a small hole in her tongue as well, fitting it with a small stainless steel orb.
Catwoman was furious that the golem had not only pierced her most sensitive area against her will, but that he had waited until she had awakened from the effects of the anesthetic to do so.
“Mmmm …… ooh …… ooh …… ooh ……!” Catwoman screamed. She tried to order the golem to stop immediately, but the clamping ball that was shoved between her teeth left her with nothing more than a slurred curse.
“What a vicious little bitch.” The golem whispered, “But that’s how I like my prey like you.”
The catgirl’s twinkling eyes emitted a blazing gaze, glaring at him with malignant fury, longing to break free of her bonds and tear the hateful bastard before her to shreds. But even if she was able to break free, that would be impossible to do. For the golem had already used one of those special tools to remove those razor-sharp claws from her gloves.
It was obvious that he took great pleasure in these workings, constantly playing with her body, enjoying her bondage and rage-filled struggles.
Catwoman had never been one to stay on the receiving end of torture, and it was only her desire to be free that kept her from going insane. As he began to remove her mask and hood, recording all of her reactions, her wrath reached near-explosive levels.
All she was able to do was growl like a wildcat as he temporarily removed her clamping ball, letting out an angry hiss and cursing with malice, “I’ll have the pleasure of tearing you to pieces when I’m free of these restraints.” The catgirl warned him in a piercing voice, made hoarse by the screams as the golem impaled her body a little earlier.
“Your voice makes me horny.” The Golem said with a smile as he lowered the VCR and put her hood back on. He then stuffed the clamping ball back into her mouth and tied a leather strap tightly around the back of Catwoman’s head as she violently bobbed her head in resistance.
The golem then picks up a thin metal chain from a trailing tray full of bunches of chain in his tool box.
Using a small tool, he attached one end of the chain to the ring at the top of the one-handed glove and pulled the other end between her legs, securing it to the small ring that ran through her labia. This would create unbearable pain as she tried to struggle to free herself. He then picked up a second chain and secured one end to her navel ring and hooked the other end to the practiced chain that bound her ankles. The third chain was attached to her nipple rings and wiggled between her spiky bosoms, endlessly enraging the catgirl.
After the golem secured all the chains to Catwoman’s newly pierced choker, he cruelly taunted her, “That stainless steel ball on your tongue is for maximum pleasure when you suck Shrek’s cock.”
The only thing the catgirl could do now was to glare hatefully at her tormentor and remain as calmly as possible without moving a muscle, so as not to pull on those metal rings that had just recently been fitted to her body, adding more pain to the already more than aching sensitive parts.
She watched helplessly as the golem strapped on the last of the humiliating adornments; a diamond encrusted cat collar fastened around her neck and then a leash was fastened to the front of the collar. It was almost too much for the catgirl to bear, and she swore to herself that after it was all over, she would kill the beast before her.
“Ready, my little pet.” The golem said, pulling out a wide-mouthed bottle filled with something that looked a little strange with one hand and holding it up to her eyes. With the other hand, he pulled out one of the bottles from the drawer of his toolbox that held four or five small glass bottles filled with liquids.
“Now it’s time for the next phase of conditioning, and I think you’re going to like it.”
As the catgirl watched intently, the golem placed the wide-mouthed bottle on top of his toolbox and reached inside with his fingers, dipping them into a jelly-like gelatin before walking over to her.
Her worst fears became true as his fingers reached down to her bottom, trying to dive into the tender secret entrance, and she tried to clench her legs against it, but the slippery nectar allowed his fingers to enter the flower path without any difficulty, and the catgirl couldn’t help but gasp as his fingers forced themselves deeper and deeper.
Her eyes suddenly opened wide and her body tensed up as an intense desire, a highly stimulating feeling of arousal, arose in her cunt. The golem struggled to get his fingers to fill every slit, and the catgirl bit down hard on the gag ball in her mouth, letting out a reluctant moan of pleasure. Whatever it was, it caused her to fall into extreme eroticism, a great deal of warm nectar gushing out wildly.
“Mmmm …… oooh ……!” The puppet smiled as she watched Catwoman close her eyes and moan over and over.
Now was the time. He picked up one of the small bottles, uncapped it with his thumb and put it under her nose. A stimulating odor rushed into Catwoman’s nostrils, and a surprisingly intense euphoria suddenly crushed all her senses, making her whole body tense up.
She didn’t know what those things were, but the substance that coated her, paired with the odor she smelled from that bottle, created an intense arousal within her that she couldn’t resist. The golem watched with interest the lust-filled reaction on the catgirl’s face. He was ready to begin the final piece of her training.
“You may wonder why my name is Golem.”
Catwoman could barely hear what her cruel conditioner was saying. It was like her body was filled with all sorts of frenzied energy, and there was no way to understand what was happening to her. She barely opened her eyes just in time to see the puppet undo the belt buckle on his leather pants and pull his thick rod out of them. Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw its size.
Her mind wavered between resisting his aggression and giving in to him. It was as if she was caught in a fiery conflagration and desperately needed something to extinguish it. Though her mind hated the man in front of her, her body reacted to him in a very different way. All she could feel was lust burning throughout her body.
“I just made this special recipe especially for you, Catwoman.” Golem explained, knowing that Catwoman must have felt strange about what was happening to her body.
“This ointment that is rubbed on your nipples and labia is made with a mixture of cologne and an aphrodisiac that is commonly used by Schreck. It is a special mixture that I have used especially to increase all the responses of your nervous system.
From now on, you will develop a tickling sensation that wants to be continually, continually wanting to be scratched by your master.”
The golem suddenly thrust its thick rod into Catwoman’s defenseless opening, piercing deep into her cunt through the tensioned chain and the metal ring that ran through her labia, causing her to let out a shrill yelp.
“Oh! …… ah …… ah ……!”
He took hold of her plump twat and quickly and vigorously stabbed into the tightly clenched nectar while saying, “There’s only one thing on your mind that you want to do after my conditioning is over.”
“Whenever you get close enough to Mr. Hurek to smell him, it will be like you’re turning into a little she-cat in heat, and he’ll be the only master who can satisfy you.” The puppet then began to slowly fuck the catgirl, constantly poking and prodding her to the deepest part of her body.
This evil woman was now slowly turning into a whimpering sex doll, a woman who was only there for the sake of Herrick.
Part 4 – Lin’s Ancient Chinese Recipe
Barbara. Wilson’s body was full of sharp, thin needles.
From her chest to the soles of her feet, her body was filled with hundreds of golden needles, like an ancient Chinese medical technique, but with some special changes. Lin’s ancestors had developed that ancient medical technique even further, realizing that if some specially designed gold needles were inserted into certain areas of the body, it would be easy to K-connect the other person’s mind.
Over the past few hours, as one golden needle after another was carefully jabbed into one part of her body after another, Barbara found her strong willpower gradually weakening with more and more fine needles.
Once Lyn had inserted the last fine needle into her “pin cushion”, she knew that Barbara was now in a state of extreme arousal, and could easily begin her conditioning sessions.
Her captor was indeed “on pins and needles”. Barbara was now like an electrified wire, and as the needles generated a surge of aphrodisiacal energy through her nervous system, the sensations and desires on her skin were intensified a dozen times over, stirring up unbearable lust.
Rin wanted to do a little more quizzing. She bent down close to Batgirl’s lower body, where a round gap had been cut in the dress at the base of her thighs, exposing Batgirl’s mounds covered in soft, golden forests.
Rin gently exhaled a warm breath on her lower body, and even just the slightest touch around her sensitive area nearly sent Batgirl over the edge. Her entire body reacted as if suddenly enlivened, her slender waist tilting upward eagerly, tightening into an arch as a slow trickle of nectar shimmered at the parting of her wet lower body.
“Mmmm ……!” Batgirl closed her eyes tightly and let out a soft whimper. There was an incredibly wonderful feeling between her legs. How in the world could something feel so good? She thought reluctantly. And Rin hadn’t even begun to touch her yet.
All the while feeling the intense lust building in her body, her insides still struggled to remember that she was being touched by another woman. Batgirl almost bit her lip off when Rin gently touched her fingertips to her bulging mound.
“Oh …… oh ……!” Batgirl couldn’t help but let out a shrill yelp as Lin started poking and prodding and playing with her little nub.
After she had brought the nervously arching Batgirl to the brink of collapse, Rin lowered her head and kissed her hard on her quivering bottom, using her nimble tongue, and skillful fingers to play with her cruelly.
Batgirl’s body began to writhe violently on the bed, constantly turning her head from side to side, her soft waist bending upward into an arch, the high-heeled boots she still wore piercing deep into the mattress. From the deepest recesses of her soul, Batgirl suddenly produced an intense orgasm like she had never felt before. Nectar-like lewdness continued to flow from her pussy, the inner walls of flesh clamping down tightly on Rin’s fingers.
After several minutes, Batgirl hadn’t been able to recover from the orgasm that had paralyzed her mind. While Lyn licked her fingers contentedly and smiled triumphantly at her achievement, Batgirl gradually eased out of her agonizingly intense orgasm, breathing heavily and gasping for breath over and over again, letting her upturned hips fall back onto the mattress inch by inch.
Lin now began to carefully pull the needles out one by one. Only after she had finished did Batgirl recover from the intense euphoria of her orgasm, and once again she opened her eyes to glare angrily at Lin.
Once she had Batgirl’s attention again, Rin told the constantly gasping heroine, “Our lesson isn’t over yet. Now, I’m going to teach you how to be a sex doll for Mr. Schreck.”
Batgirl was so surprised that she almost fainted when she saw the long strap-on attached to a thick dildo that Lin had strapped around her waist. Lin leaned down between her spread legs and let the tip of the dildo touch the wet nectar, immediately making the startled but still erotically aroused heroine tense up.
“Spread your feet wide!” Lyn ordered in a sexy voice. She pushed forward, driving the tip of the dildo straight into the opening of Batgirl’s womb.
“Ah …… ah ……!” Batgirl couldn’t help but cry out as Lin thrust deep inside her. Lin’s dildo kept pumping in and out, causing her back to bend upward and tightening the chains that were cuffed tightly around her ankles to the max.
For the next few hours, Lin kept making love to her in a slow, pounding rhythm, sometimes bending over to kiss and tease the constantly moaning Batgirl, and occasionally lifting her head to smile wickedly at the video camera on the ceiling. During all this time, the defenseless Batgirl could only close her eyes tightly and endure.
By the time it was all over, Batgirl was sweating and panting, limp on the bed, her body trembling from an orgasm that was more intense than ever.
Batgirl is now planned to be one thing: her new role is to be Corey. Schreck’s sex toy; a living, breathing, real-life doll.
Part 5 – Herrick, Sweet Revenge
The golem led Catwoman to Xuerik’s office, and Corey watched as he pulled on the leash bolted to Catwoman’s collar and crawled forward across the floor on all fours, smiling as they stepped out of the elevator.
As she got close enough to smell Hrithik’s scent, she instantly turned into a tame kitten, automatically moving closer to his thighs, rubbing her up and down, and making low purring noises.
“Very good, what a perfect result.” Shurik said appreciatively to the golem. As the golem proudly handed over the leash bolted around the catgirl’s neck to Xuerik, she kept rubbing her face against the bulge in Corey’s wool pants.
“While I’m playing with my new pet, you can take the rest of the day off.”
“Yes, Mr. Schreck.” The puppet bowed, gave a knowing smile, and slowly left the office.
Immediately after the doors of the elevator closed, Xuerik gave the belt a hard pull and ordered the catgirl, “Okay, now show me what you’ve learned. Get down and lick my shoes clean!”
The catgirl glared upwards at Xuereke with wrathful eyes, but there was absolutely no way in her conscious mind to generate the willpower to try to resist his demands. The puppet’s psychological and physical K-control over her, coupled with those enhanced reactions to Xu Ruike’s scent, had caused her to change instinctively. All she knew was that her body was generating a blaze of lust that she could not suppress, willing to do anything to please the man in front of her, as long as he could satisfy the fierce desires in her body.
As she bent her body and began to lick the tip of Hrithik’s leather boot, Catwoman tried to do it as sexily as possible, hoping to please him.
“Yes, you did well.” After a few minutes, Herrick said appreciatively.
He watched as the evil woman in the catgirl outfit bent over, landing on her knees and hands, bobbing her head above his shoes as the rod inside his pants gradually began to harden.
He gave the belt one more hard tug, then ordered, “Get up on your knees.”
Catwoman obeyed him immediately, both because of his stern voice and because he gave a hard tug on his belt. The pressure that traveled up her neck as he pulled almost took her breath away.
Suddenly she was already directly in front of his waist, gazing upward into his eyes as he began to unbuckle the belt around his waist and turn the pull-up open. He pulled out the stiff prick and slowly approached it to the front of her mouth as she looked at him gratefully. Catwoman’s breathing began to become ragged, beads of sweat glistening and glowing on the tip of her nose as she felt herself becoming more and more excited.
“Open your mouth!” Corey ordered as he held the rod and slapped her cheeks. Making the catgirl gasp and open her mouth wide. Xuerik grabbed the back of her hood and pulled it forward, the meat rod passed through the moist lips and almost pierced her throat, making the surprised catgirl feel intense excitement.
“Hmmm …… hmmm ……!”
Catwoman’s sweet lips wrapped tightly around his rod, and the warm, wet sensation in her little mouth and the stimulation generated by the small metal ball that ran across her tongue made Corey moan out.
Gripping her head tightly with both hands, he began to pump back and forth in his hungry mouth, thrusting well into the deepest part as Catwoman eagerly licked and began to suck on her almost stuffed little mouth. Her hands clutched his thighs passionately.
Corey forced her to perform oral sex for over an hour, and when he was about to lose patience, he yanked her up with all his might, pulling on the leash that was bolted to the top of the collar, and brought her over to a bench so that she was bent over the top of it, her voluptuous buttocks sticking high and upward.
Without uttering a single word, Herrick’s fingers teasingly body stroked the slippery, moist opening before burying them deep into the quivering, quivering flower. Then he touched the hot tip to the narrow opening, and the slippery nectar instantly moistened his stiff rod, then he clenched his teeth and pushed hard.
The catgirl screamed out as Corey’s rod filled the depths of the canal and touched the most sensitive nub of her cunt. Kohrik began to stroke furiously, his lower body slamming against her rounded ass, and as he pulled hard on the strap that was bolted around her neck, all she could do now was to instinctively lift her lower body to match it so that she wouldn’t be strangled and gasping for air.
Catwoman was now completely caught up in the excitement of sexual intercourse, and when the slowly coalescing orgasm began to concentrate inside her body, her “tickling sensation” was finally completely satisfied.
“You’d make a perfect sex slave, catgirl.” He cooed mockingly as Corey continued his thrusting motion.
“You’re still so tight to fulfill my every little desire and fantasy. And you love it when I treat you that way, don’t you? Serena.”
The catgirl’s ears couldn’t help but perk up as she heard those last words. She realized that he already knew his original identity. Before she could focus on that thought for more than a few seconds, Corey rammed into the sweet pussy with increased speed and fury, a tidal wave of ecstasy erupting in her depths and causing her body to contract in spasms.
She let out one long, low moan after another as her entire body surrendered to the wild sensations she was giving into. As she felt Shrek spurting out deep inside her body, Catwoman’s desire grew stronger, her hips thrusting upward harder and more furiously in time with his poking and prodding.
Kohrik watched in enjoyment as Catwoman reached her climax, once again thrusting heavily and deeply several times until he was almost out of breath. Just as suddenly as he had thrust into her, without warning, Corey pulled his rod out of his honey hole completely, leaving the surprised catgirl gasping in disappointment. Then she felt herself being pulled and forced to her feet, looking at Xuerik face to face.
“Do you like what I’m doing to you, Catwoman?” Corey inquired with a smile.
Catwoman is still panting, “Oh! …… is …… yes! …… Oh!”
Without warning, Corey swung hard, the back of his hand striking the catgirl’s cheek hard enough to send her falling backward, her high-heeled boots staggering a few steps back across the floor and slamming hard into the opposite wall.
Before Catwoman was able to regain her senses from the onslaught of blows, Corey stepped in front of her and clenched her fist and hit her hard in the small of the back, almost pushing the let her squeeze all the air out of her lungs.
As she bent over in agony, gasping for precious air. Xuerik grabbed her by the back of the neck and slammed her down to the floor on all fours.
The catgirl moaned in pain and scrunched herself up trying to minimize the damage she was taking as Xuerik walked up to her and stomped brutally hard on her ankles to prevent her from crawling away. Then he slipped the toe of his shoe under the small of her back and kicked her hard enough to make her spin around and lie face up, unable to move.
The catgirl peered upward in fear as Hrithik stomped one thick-soled leather-clad paw onto her throat and yanked violently upward on the strap bolted around her neck with his right hand. He tightened his grip on the wicked woman and watched mercilessly as she twisted her body and struggled, grabbing his ankles to try and relieve the pressure on her neck that was suffocating her.
“This one is kind of revenge for my uncle–Max.” Corey said with a snarl, stomping hard again. The catgirl’s face turned red from lack of oxygen.
He watched cruelly as her eyes slowly lost focus and almost fainted before he lifted his foot slightly upwards. Catgirl let out a few deep sighs and slowly began to breathe. Xurik roughly tugged at the straps binding Catwoman, not stopping until she was face to face with him again.
“I don’t want to kill you …… yet, at least not yet. Until then, I have a lot of fun plans to enjoy you …… Serena, come over here with me and I’m going to show you the new home you’ll be living in for the rest of your life.”
Catwoman was taken to a private bedroom fitted with a torture rack and various torture devices. In the center of the dark room was a large round bed with handcuffs mounted on bed frames around it. Every inch of the four walls was studded with mirrors, and video cameras were set up around them at various angles.
It was like a sadist/slave owner’s dream paradise, with rows and rows of whips, handcuffs, clamps of various shapes, and other assorted sadistic devices arranged in organized rows in cupboards adorned with aphrodisiac drawings.
As she gazed around at her new surroundings, Catwoman felt completely defeated, and a sense of frustration at having been completely taken advantage of perplexingly filled her mind. There was no way for her to properly consider how she was going to cope with this new situation. The only thing she could think of was that her life had become one long road filled with suffering
Part 6 – Batgirl’s New Role
After Hrithik locked his new prize inside his room and returned to his office, the elevator doors dinged open to another tantalizing sight. Lin was leading her latest prey-Batgirl, aka Barbara. Wilson stepped out.
Corey never forgets a face, and he has indeed seen her picture in the archives of the Gotham Morning News website. She accompanied Dick. Grayson at a Gotham City charity fundraiser; the story mentioned that she had attended schools abroad and now lived at Bruce. Wayne’s estate, and that she is a distant relative of the head servant, Alfred Pennyworth. A distant relative of the head servant, Alfred Pennyworth. Other than that, not much is known about her.
He was determined to get more information about her this evening.
Corey was leaning back on the leather couch smoking a fine Cuban cigar when Lin returned to his desk with the conditioned heroine.
“Hello, Batgirl.” Xuerik greeted her.
She was still in full Batgirl attire, and the mask she wore had returned to its original condition.
A strange reaction suddenly arose as Batgirl stepped into Xuereke’s line of sight and heard him speak. She felt like a little schoolgirl suffering from lovesickness who was standing nervously in front of the object of her crush. She bit her lower lip tightly, breathing heavily and feeling overwhelmed.
Corey smiled as he lowered the cigar he held in his mouth and puffed a smoke ring, very pleased with the way she acted like a seventeen or eighteen year old girl and the uncomfortable body language.
“Lin, you can leave now.” Corey smiled at his men, “I think the Golem is waiting for you downstairs. I’ll let you have the night off.”
Rin bowed like a Japanese geisha, her eyes sparkling as she slowly made her way to the elevator.
After the elevator doors closed, Corey turned back around and scrutinized Batgirl from head to toe.
It was indeed a beautifully sinister sight in that black rubberized attire with silver trim that wrapped tightly around her body and showed off her luscious curves perfectly. He loved the high heeled boots and cape she wore and the way the costume made her breasts rise high and emphasized the way it wrapped around the curves of her hips and thighs.
He can’t wait to make love to her, and he knows all he needs is to ask for it. But he decided he needed to play some little games with her first, to test her willpower.
“Batgirl, you have a great body.”
His praise made Batgirl’s face flush. The fact that Corey could notice her figure made her feel very feminine. If that was what he wanted, she couldn’t help but want to show a little more.
“Perform a backflip for me.”
Batgirl was slightly surprised at his request at first, but she immediately smiled curtly at him.
Well, if that’s what he wants.
She crouched slightly, then spun her body backward like an unwound coil, extended her arms, braced her palms on the floor, and flipped her dexterous body in a quick circle, her feet in her high-heeled boots snapping to the ground with a steady thud, her cape flowing around her as if it were on her.
“Yes. You’re doing great.” Corey said in an approving voice, a wave of excitement filling Batgirl’s entire body.
“Are you really satisfied?” Batgirl asked, ready to perform again as soon as he asked.
“Of course. Very pleased.” Xurik assured her, making his way over to the heroine who was proudly posing for him.
“Now I want you to do something else for me.”
“Anything!” Batgirl yelped from the gradually increasing excitement as Shrek placed a hand on her waist and pulled her slowly closer to him.
His other hand reached behind her and took hold of Batgirl’s firm ass, gently stroking it through the rubber costume.
“Tell me who you really are.” Corey whispered into Batgirl’s ear by her hair as he lifted his waist upward, easing his lower body into contact with the parting of her legs.
For a moment, after hearing his request clearly, Batgirl was too surprised to speak, and could only stare at Xurik in silence, her lips parted slightly as she tried to figure out the meaning in those words.
Did he really want to know her secret identity?
Should she tell him, could she?
What would Batman do if he knew?
Oh! Why would he ask me that?
She furrowed her brow in distress, her small mouth drooping slightly.
“Well?” Corey asked piercingly, his hands simultaneously caressing Batgirl’s breasts from the outside of her dress.
“I …… don’t …… can ……” Batgirl couldn’t help but sigh out under his touch as she responded in a broken voice.
“Why not?”
“Please …… don’t ask me to do that.” Batgirl said, biting her lip tightly.
“I was really hoping you’d tell me.”
“No……,” Batgirl moaned and closed her eyes.
Why was he able to make her feel this way? Batgirl thought. What the hell did he do to me to control all my feelings?
“If you really loved me, you would have told me.” Corey said, teasing the feelings she was struggling with.
Batgirl whimpered softly as her body continued to tremble. She fought back with all her will, not wanting to agree to his demands, but it didn’t help at all.
Finally, she terminated parting her soft, quivering lips and murmured, “Barbara ……”
“Barbara. And?” Corey trailed off, while slipping his hand between her legs and stroking the bulging mound with his palm.
“Oh!” Batgirl moaned as she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to fight off the names that were about to spill out of her mouth.
“Barbara …… Wilson.”
“Where do you live now?”
“Please …… Mr. Schreck ……,” whimpered Barbara.
“Go on, please tell me.”
Batgirl lowered her head like a child who was confessing to having done something wrong, accepting her frustration.
“Wayne Manor.”
“What? Wayne Manor!” Corey exclaimed in surprise.
“With my old friend, Bruce. Wayne live with?”
“Yes …… yes.” Batgirl responded, trying to ease her sobs.
“Don’t worry, Batgirl, Bruce won’t come after you. We’re good friends, and I won’t breathe a word of it.”
“Really?” Batgirl inquired skeptically, feeling her spirits lift a bit.
“One hundred percent.” Hrithik doted on every inch of her Batgirl-costumed torso on one side and assured the heroine on the other, “I will never reveal your secret …… and Batman’s and Robin’s secrets, but …… “
Batgirl was suddenly alert. He had discovered all the secrets! So, what price did he want to pay for his “but”?
“Before I do that, you must agree to one small condition.”
“What kind of conditions?” Batgirl inquired. She wondered what else he wanted from her.
“You are to stay here as my bride ……,” Corey began to state. “And help me bear my children.”
Batgirl was amazed and completely speechless. How could he possibly ask her, a heroine specializing in criminals, to be his wife, let alone let her bear his children?
“I think you’re probably wondering why you were chosen.” Corey said.
“I will explain in detail the reasons for doing so. I am very rich, and I am equally desirous of continuing to retain that wealth. You should already know what Catwoman did to my uncle and cousin Chip.
Well, to put it simply, right now I’m the only survivor in the Schreck family, and I certainly can’t live forever, so …… I’d like someone who can continue the Schreck family’s fortunes …… and produce a couple of heirs if you’re willing to do so. “
Batgirl listened curiously to Hrithik’s instructions with a slight sense of surprise. She hadn’t expected what he had to say to be anything like this at all, and with his incessant stroking, all she could think about was the feeling of excitement that was gradually increasing in her body. If he didn’t stop right away, she was on the verge of climaxing in his arms.
Xu Rik continued to explain, “So, as you should have noticed while living with my old friend Bruce, being too rich can sometimes be a disadvantage. Especially when it comes to relationships between men and women. It’s hard for you to know who’s trustworthy …… whether she’s approaching you for wealth …… or because of it. ……
Anyway, you know what I’m going to say ……”
“I still don’t …… ooh …… understand.” Batgirl groaned and barely replied.
“Since you answered all the questions so frankly, I will tell you all the facts as well.” Corey replied.
“I’ve had my fair share of women, but I’ve grown tired of dating the beautiful young starlets, and teenage girls who are new to the social scene, that Gotham has to offer. It wasn’t that long ago that I was with a Bruce. A woman Wayne knew quite well – Julie. Julie Madison. An empty-headed, gold-digging bitch who was always pestering one rich idiot after another trying to ensnare a millionaire with all her shenanigans …… such as trying to get herself pregnant. Don’t get me wrong, she’s great in bed …… and she’s incredibly skilled at oral sex, but I don’t want to spend the rest of my life constantly worrying about prenups or divorce lawyers.”
“I still can’t …… do that.” Batgirl replied painfully, still struggling to regain her senses, but her body ached for the edge of ultimate bliss that Shrike was leading her to.
“Of course you can …… and you’ll say yes.” Corey said with a smile as he led Batgirl out of the office and down a hidden hallway to a private room.
“Come this way, I have a suite designed just for you.”
With the increasingly weak and submissive Batgirl in tow, Hrithik entered a fancy apartment with luxurious decorations and a view of the entire Gotham City.
“This is your home from now on.” Corey told her this as he showed her around the rooms.
When they reached the bedroom, Corey said to her, “Just relax and make yourself comfortable.”
Once again, Batgirl fell silent in amazement, completely at a loss as to what to do or say about this whole situation.
Pleased to note her hesitant attitude, Xuerik finally spoke up, “While I try to catch up on some of my work, why don’t you get out of that Batgirl attire and take a nice hot bath? There’s a walk-in closet over there filled with all kinds of bath towels and underwear. Pick out a sexy outfit, make yourself pretty, and then come back to this big bed so we can both start our honeymoon right. I’m not getting any younger, so I don’t want to waste any of the time it takes to make those little Shrikes, so let’s get started now!”
As he walked out of the room, leaving Batgirl alone, she did as Corey said. She stripped out of her Batgirl attire and walked naked to the bathroom and sat down in a huge, steaming, bubble-filled Jacuzzi.
The longer she stayed in the bath, the more her mind and body felt relaxed, and Barbara began to feel invested in all of Shrek’s demands and desires. The more she thought about him, the more the sight of helping him have children thrilled her.
By the time she left the bath and dried herself with a large towel, she was getting excitedly wet between her legs. She hurriedly applied Corey’s makeup and fixed her hair before heading to the closet. After trying on a few articles of clothing, she finally found the perfect outfit-containing garters, lace stockings, leather heels, a vest, and a silk cravat.
She walked over to the large bed in the center of the room and pulled the soft silk sheets back, then climbed into bed and lay down in one of the most sexually explicit positions she could imagine, as the minutes ticked by and she waited with a bitter brain, wishing that Corey would come back soon so they could start making love right away.
Barbara. Wilson smiled at the large mirror that glittered on the ceiling; and thought about what she would do to Corey in bed later. She was willing to do whatever it took to make him happy.
When he walked into the room, she felt as giddy as a young girl in the throes of passionate love. She watched with longing eyes as he undressed one by one until he finally walked over and climbed into that big bed.
Looking at Barbara’s already nectar-wet bottom, Corey smiled and spread her legs, smoothly entering her tight wetness.
He made passionate love to her many times in a row, from late afternoon to the next morning, in every place they could think of, using every position imaginable. After each orgasm, Barbara stroked and sucked on his rod, working once again to harden him. Again and again, Corey jetted his cum into her, not stopping until he felt satisfied.
A little later, before they drifted off to sleep together, Corey smiled to himself, pleased that his plan had worked out. He now had a beautiful young lady to bear him children, as well as a sexy creature to use as a sex doll to fulfill his darkest desires.
Whether it was love or lust, he got a most perfect ending.