A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Vexed

"Look Batgirl, I don't want this to be a major thing between us, but Robin came to me when he was confused about you. We hit it off, no commitments, but we've had some good times together. Rewind that ... GREAT times together! You've no idea how good he is in bed!"

Batgirl snorted in disbelief.

"No, really!!" Catgirl added knowingly, "...... but he does keep going on about you. He probably still fancies you deep down, but why he'd want to get together with a mixed up dropsy like you I've no idea! Still," she added thoughtfully, "I like you both and maybe ........ mmmmm .... I think that' I've got an idea."

Batgirl moaned again. Catgirl's 'ideas' had a habit of involving her in discomfort.

"Let's just leave it Catgirl," she groaned, "Just untie me and I'll be on my way. I promise not to cause any trouble -- I just want to .... to .... Oh I don't know! I just need to be on my own for a bit."

"Don't be silly Batgirl," exclaimed a newly enthused Catgirl as she glanced at her watch, "I know exactly how to fix this, but I need to get ready. I've got a visitor coming any minute!"

With that she jumped up, sauntered over to her bed on the corner of the room and picked up her short silk dressing gown. Batgirl watched on incredulously, as she unbuckled the belt from her jeans and shrugged them down around her ankles. She was wearing a pair of brief lemon coloured knickers underneath, which quickly became her sole item of clothing as she pulled off the tight lemon top.

Batgirl had a few moments to admire that sultry figure again before it was covered up as she wrapped the grey silk gown around her. It was the same one that she'd seen during that afternoon at the hotel, but now on closer inspection Batgirl could admire how closely it clung to her figure, a long green dragon imprinted on the material from the base of her spine, snaking around her waist to wrap it's claws around the full bulges covering her breasts.

Suddenly, with a sinking feeling inside, Batgirl knew who the 'visitor' was going to be.

"Oh my God," she gasped in shocked disbelief, "It's Robin that you're expecting isn't it?!!"

Catgirl sauntered back over, "Very good Batgirl. Nothing wrong with your reasoning powers then! That's where my 'idea' comes in."

Batgirl was now squirming hard against the bindings. She couldn't let Robin see her like this! Unfortunately, despite some serious pleading, Catgirl refused to release her claiming that it would spoil the surprise. That was too much for the alarmed Batgirl and she began to roundly curse her captor.

"Oh that won't do Batgirl. It won't do at all!" She was casting around unsuccessfully looking for something to gag Batgirl with before lifting up the hem of her gown, and dragging down her lemon panties. Stepping out of them, she picked them up and advanced on her incredulous victim.

"Sorry Batgirl, but you need to keep quiet for a while," she laughed as she started to stuff the warm material into Batgirl's mouth.

"Nnnnrnghhh!" was the subdued response.

Catgirl laughed again as she went back to the bed, and dragged off the light, golden coloured cover before returning and draping it over the sofa, completely covering Batgirl's semi-naked body.

She stood back and admired her handy-work. The cover bulged a bit over Batgirl's upturned rump, but she didn't think that Robin would notice. She had every intention of keeping him fully distracted!

Batgirl was breathing hard through the moist gag, the musky odour of Catgirl's pussy starting to invade her nostrils. She fought hard against the arousal, but in exasperation had to admit that, in her helplessness, all this was starting to turn her on!

Chapter 17 -- Robin's Special Treat

Just when Batgirl was starting to hope that Catgirl had been kidding her about Robins impending arrival, she heard a series of sharp taps on the door. It must have been some sort of code. Evidently he was a regular visitor she thought in dismay.

She heard Catgirl skip across the room to open the door, and could imagine her pulling him quickly inside.

"Hey Catgirl," came the familiar voice in mock protest, "don't be so impatient! Wasn't that session this afternoon enough for you?!"

"Mmmmm that was yummy," was the husky response, "but I haven't had enough of you yet. No way! Come here and kiss me!"

It didn't take much imagination on Batgirl's part to visualise the two of them embarking on a long smouldering kiss, their breathing getting deeper, Catgirl starting to emit little animal like sounds of passion, the rustle of hands running around and inside clothing. "Oh God," she thought again as she felt the tingling sensation deepen in the sensitive spots between her own legs, "this is just too much!"

The next thirty minutes was an absolute torture for Batgirl. It was the exact opposite of the afternoon. Then she'd been forced to watch the two of them making out, but it had been like watching a silent movie, leaving her feeling slightly detached. Annoyed, but only from a distance!

This time it was worse. Even though she couldn't see them, she heard every sound! Catgirl dragging Robin's clothes off, the two of them stumbling over to the bed and then the squirming sounds of flesh on flesh, lips licking and sucking, little grunts and sighs as the two new soul mates went about the familiar business of pleasuring each other.

Batgirl's vivid imagination filled in all the gaps from her lack of sight. In her golden cocoon, each new sound was instantly translated into a vision of their erotic coupling. Catgirl's little cry as Robin finally penetrated her sent shivers down Batgirl's spine, her own pussy and vagina 'feeling' the violation, her own breathing getting ragged as the grunts and little squeals from the bed were translated in her mind into a vivid picture of Robin pumping away between Catgirl's splayed out legs.

There were small tears of frustration in Batgirl's eyes as the sounds built up inexorably towards the ultimate climax, and she wriggled powerlessly against her bindings as Catgirl's long drawn out "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" and Robin's almost simultaneous "Jeeeeeesus!" only served to intensify her own feelings of total sexual frustration.

A miserable thought surfaced in her mind, "Why, why, why did Catgirl always have to tantalise her so?!"

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A little later, Batgirl was subjected to the sounds of the two lovers starting to talk again in their post-orgasmic lethargy. For the two of them it was the natural bond of having just made love. It was small talk about their sensations, how good they felt, how good it had been for each other. Batgirl was starting to feel uncomfortable about listening, not that she had much choice! She comforted herself that at least there'd been no talk of 'love'! Maybe it was just a physical thing after all?

Suddenly, Batgirl's senses went on high alert as she heard her own name being mentioned. It was Catgirl she realised. What was she playing at?

"You never talk about Batgirl when we're together," she'd whispered.

"I errrr didn't think that you guys got on," replied Robin doubtfully.

"Oh, you'd be surprised!" Catgirl laughed, adding with a little emphasis, "We taunt each other a bit, but it's really just a bit of fun we have!"

Batgirl's eyebrows raised as she considered her current position, under the cover and stretched over the back of the sofa. "What sort of 'fun' was this!" she thought in exasperation.

"But I still think you fancy her Robin, don't you?" went on Catgirl blithely ignoring Batgirl's unspoken mental daggers, "It's the way that you look at her, and she does look pretty fit doesn't she?" Batgirl's anger went down a notch or two.

Robin seemed to have thrown caution to the wind as he replied, "Oh she looks absolutely fabulous ....... well, no more than you do Catgirl .... but, I .... I just can't seem to fathom her out! She's so unpredictable!"

Batgirl could imagine Catgirl grinning widely at this admission.

"So if she was here now, and you were alone together.......?"

"Oh, as if! Anyway, why are you so interested in Batgirl? I thought that we'd agreed that this thing between us wasn't a commitment -- just fun! And boy is it fun!!"

This was music to Batgirl's tortured ears, but the long drawn out sigh that followed was a puzzle until Catgirl clarified the situation.

"Mmmmm Robin you're just insatiable! You really are an absolute monster aren't you?" she whispered almost in awe to herself as she fondled Robin's stiffening cock, then adding a little louder so that there was no doubt that Batgirl would hear, "and this time I've got a little surprise for you. I want to play a game! I'm going to turn out the light and hide in the room," giggling as she finished, "When you find me, you can take me in any way you want!"

Batgirl heard Robin mumbling something about a waste of time and that he just wanted to take her there on the bed, but then she heard Catgirl squeal in delight as she escaped his clutches and dashed across the room, throwing the light switch and plunging the room into total darkness!

Chapter 18 -- A Dramatic Encounter

Leopard Man was smiling to himself as he surveyed his handiwork.

The operation had progressed incredibly smoothly. His men had surprised and quickly overpowered Catwoman's guards in the 'abandoned' warehouse. Almost too easy he'd wondered briefly at first, but hey, it was his plan after, all so why shouldn't it have been easy? Confidence was not a quality that he'd ever lacked!

He'd immediately checked that Catwoman's rooms were empty, but he'd already seen her leave earlier in the afternoon so that was no surprise, then he'd headed off to the Kitten's Lair where more serious resistance could be expected. Catwoman's Kittens were as sexy as they came, and Leopard Man had fond memories of some of the wild pleasures that they would bestow on their comrades, but he also knew how dangerous they could be. Superbly fit and trained in a variety of martial arts, they were a fearsome prospect for any foe, and this time Leopard Man hadn't come in peace!

In the end it had all been as easy as the first phase of the plan. He'd jerked open the door, quickly identifying the three Kittens lounging around in their opulent surroundings, tossed in the small grenade containing the nerve agent, slammed shut the door and waited the five minutes that he's calculated for the agent to dissipate before re-entering and dealing with his unconscious victims.

Now the three of them were tethered together in the middle of the cushion covered room, glaring back at him with vicious eyes that left him in no doubt of his fate should they get free. Their skimpy costumes consisted of extremely short red and white checked mini-dresses with flared skirts, long white stockings fixed half way up their thighs to white suspenders threaded under frilly white panties. At the top, some soft white bodice material held in their generously curved breasts, threaded string chord pulling the material together just above their tantalising cleavage. There were two brunettes and the blonde that Leopard Man and Weasel had followed earlier.

"Oh dear, my pretty little Kittens," he exclaimed dramatically, "I do believe that you don't like me any more! And after we had such good times together! Still, I hope that you're suitably uncomfortable - what do you think to my artistic style?"

He was referring to the star shaped position he'd set them in. While they were still out, he'd bound their wrists together behind their backs and then sat them up in a little triangle, backs to each other so that he could lash each upper arm to it's neighbour, pinning them together. As an afterthought, he'd dragged their legs wide apart so that he could bind each ankle to its neighbour as well, creating the star shape and leaving each woman in a very suggestive position, the white frilly panties stretched tightly over their delicate little mounds.

He was also glad that he'd decided to gag them given the volume of muffled cursers and threats that he got in response!

Catwoman was taking her time he thought absently. He'd triggered the 'secret' emergency button ages ago, shortly after he'd dismissed his men. He wanted the final showdown with Catwoman to be just the two of them, and he wanted all the credit for taking her down!

He glanced around the room again. As was the norm in the Kitten's Lair, it was covered in soft cushions of a variety of sizes and colours, surrounded with voluminous and expensive looking cloth drapes over the walls, and not a stick of furniture in sight.

Except for the large, purple felt covered chest that he was currently sat on that is. It was a solid affair, and studded with bright rounded brass bolt heads. "I wonder what's in here?" he muttered to himself as he adjusted his position, watching a flicker of alarm pass over the face of the blonde kitten still staring malevolently at him. The reaction had triggered his interest and he bounced up, looking for the catch. It was round the back and didn't appear to be locked so he quickly flicked open the catch and carefully lifted the lid, his face lighting up in amazement has the contents were uncovered.

"Well, you little devils!" he gasped as he took in the variety of sex toys jumbled up together. They were big, small, shiny, smooth, not-so-smooth, and some of them even Leopard Man failed to recognise. The variety of handcuffs and restraints were amazing. "Well, would you believe it," he said to himself in amazement, "I didn't need to bring any of my own!"

Rummaging around, he pulled out a dainty pair of nipple clamps linked to a solid, heart shaped weight by short silver chains. Then he spotted one of the largest black dildos that he'd ever seen, completely covered in little nobbles and ridges. "Wow!" he said as he turned round to show it to the Kitten's, "who's for this one then!?"

Still no sign of Catwoman he thought, so maybe there was time for a little fun then!

With a wide grin on his face he knelt down in between the legs of his favourite kitten, the blonde with the malevolent stare. Now, he noted with pleasure, the stare was more uncertain, the deep blue eyes fixed on the large black implement in his right hand.

He continued to smile as he let the tip of the giant dildo push up against the white frilly material between her legs, letting it rub firmly against the sensitive folds of covered up flesh before finally pushing it underneath her legs so that his victim was squirming around on top of the nobbly surface. His smile widened as he caught the quick intake of breath, muffled by the satin gag.

"Thought you'd enjoy that blondie, now then ......" he whispered as his own breathing became a little deeper, his fingers finding the two string chords of the white bodice, and quickly undoing the little bow before drawing apart the soft white material until he could ease it away from the rounded mounds that it had covered.

Her breasts were pert rather than full, with small light brown areola surrounding her prominent pink nipples. For a moment he cupped them in his hands, enjoying the feel of the soft flesh and the hardening nipples before letting them drop and picking up the silver chain and weight.

"Now then blondie, how does this work then?" he asked innocently as he examined the little rubber covered clamps at the end of the chain, Slowly he allowed the jaws of the tiny clamp to wrap themselves around one of the pink nipples before releasing the spring and squeezing them together in a tight embrace. Her quick intake of breath as the sensation flooded her senses was enough encouragement for him to let out a short, hard laugh as he repeated the operation on the other nipple. At first he held up the little heart shaped silver weight that now dangled between the two captive nipples, but then, staring sweetly into his victims confused eyes he let it go so that it bounced up and down, pulling at the nipples rhythmically for a while and sending out even more sweet sensations to add to blondie's inevitable arousal.

Leopard man sat back for a few moments to reflect on his fun so far, before reaching forward and taking hold of the base of the black dildo, pushing it backwards and forwards a few times before smiling into her befuddled eyes, "Well now blondie, what do you think we should do with this then?!"

"I know exactly what I'M going to do with it Leopard Man!" came a menacing voice from the doorway.

He jumped back in shock, realising in annoyance that he'd allowed himself to get distracted by the Kitten's and Catwoman had slid into the room without him hearing. She was standing inside the doorway in her skin tight black suit legs apart, hands on hips in a glorious, but extremely menacing looking pose. 'Thunderous' didn't come near to describing the expression on her face. She started to advance towards him, her words dripping with fury.

"I was just going to put you out of your misery when I got hold of you, you worm, but after this!" she glanced briefly at her bound up Kittens, "God, I swear that I'm going to rip off that miserable piece of flesh between your legs and the girls can watch you eat it!"

Leopard Man had backed up a few paces but had soon regained his composure. "Brave words Catwoman, but I think you'll find that things have changed a bit since we last met."

Catwoman quickly scanned the rest of the room, "Where are your so-called 'men'"

"Don't need them Catwoman, I've sent them home!"

The lithe black suited figure was now within a few paces of her foe, both adversaries crouching and looking for an advantage. With a secret smile Catwoman activated her razor sharp claws which shot out from her finger tips with a loud 'CLICK', but was confounded when Leopard Man simply smiled at her.

"Oh dear, is that the best you can do?!" he snarled triumphantly as he fingered his brown furry suit, "up-graded with a woven titanium alloy thread ..... completely impervious to those so-called claws!" He stretched out his own gloved fingers and with an even louder 'CLICK' his own claws shot out, glinting evily in the artificial light. "You'll appreciate this Catwoman. Diamond tipped! These will go through absolutely anything ...... absolutely anything .... I assure you!"

Catwoman held back for a moment, considering the new situation, but she was nothing if not brave and with a snarl she launched herself at Leopard Man, claws reaching out for his throat. Leopard man had anticipated the move and swayed back and to the side, lashing out with one hand and grunting in satisfaction as the loud ripping sound accompanied a long tear in the side of Catwoman's suit. But Catwoman had learnt her fighting on the streets, and this just increased her anger as she writhed round, catching hold of his ankles and dragging the big man down onto the floor where they were soon enmeshed in a tangle of flailing arms and legs.

'Blondie' and her friends could only look on anxiously, helpless to aid their mistress as they willed her to gain the upper hand.

Chapter 19 -- Satisfaction At Last

Batgirl just closed her eyes in exasperation as the lights went out all around her. She knew exactly what Catgirl was planning, but in her bound state was powerless to stop her. And after the frustrations of the last half hour, she wasn't at all sure that she wanted to!

Robin had shouted out to Catgirl to put the light back on, calling her a few names in the process, but Catgirl had silently slid back to the sofa, dragged off the sheet and putting her lips to Batgirl's ear.

"Told you we'd have some fun!" she whispered, before adding under her breath, "Damn! Forgot your thong! That'll give the game away as soon as he touches it!"

Just then there was a loud crash followed by loud oaths as Robin stumbled into a coffee table near the bed. Catgirl instantly took the opportunity to dash around the sofa, gripping the waist straps of Batgirl's thong and quickly dragging them over her buttocks and down her thighs to hang limply around her knees. Then, surprisingly, Batgirl felt the bindings around her ankles loosen and suddenly they were free! Within seconds Catgirl was back at the other side of the sofa whispering gleefully into Batgirl's ear again.