A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Wishes Pt. 02

((Authors Note -

Please note that this is adult fiction, so only read further if you qualify!

This is the second part of three covering Batgirl's experiences after the 'Wins' series. As before, it's best read after Part 1, but just as a quick summary...

Batgirl has just about recovered from her traumatic experience with Batman (see Batgirl Wins), and has surprisingly been reconciled with Catgirl again, just as danger threatens from another quarter when Catwoman receives a dire threat from a mysterious threesome. Catwoman is not impressed and sends out her Kittens to find out who they are. Meanwhile Batgirl and Catgirl tread warily around their new relationship, whilst Batman still doesn't know what he's done to cause such a negative reaction!

I hope you enjoy, and please comment and/or vote. I love to hear from you ...

Duke ))


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Index:

12. Batgirl Makes A Hospital Visit

13. Dissention in Catwoman's Ranks

14. Sister Allison, Up Front and Personal!

15. Librarian under Surveillance

16. Just Another Morning

17. A Surprise Visitor

18. The Plan Unfolds

19. Getting To Know Each Other

20. The 'Plan' Must Go On

21. Batman Intervenes!

22. Unexpected 'Friends'

23. Roman Lessons!

24. Tabitha's Torment

25. Multiple Climaxes ... and Catwoman's Promise!


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12. Batgirl Makes A Hospital Visit

Batgirl had spent quite a while after breakfast trying to decide whether to go suited-up or not.

She'd wanted to surprise her newest lover at work, impatient to see her after so many days, and after so much had happened! In the end though she'd settled for caution. The sight of her bright purple and yellow costume really would have attracted too much attention, and she wanted to be able to slip away somewhere with her if at all possible. She'd been dreaming of what they would do to each other and she was already feeling the tingling sense of anticipation starting to throb between her legs!

She stopped outside the main entrance to the Gotham City Hospital and glanced at herself in the plate glass side windows.

Was she too dowdy as plain young Barbara Gordon? It was a difficult path to tread sometimes. She had a glorious figure, tall, slim and full of sensuous curves, but in order to hide her identity, she had to wear clothes expected of a young, demur librarian. Especially as she was due on duty at lunchtime!

She turned sideways to get a better look. Her rust coloured skirt sat high on her hips, emphasising her slim waist and the hem settled down conservatively just about on her knee. Its advantage though from Batgirl's perspective was that it was tight! It had a longish slit up the back to give her freedom of movement, but it sat closely around her hips and showed off her rounded buttocks nicely. Above the matching belt, she'd decided on a loose, white chemise that hinted at her beautiful breasts rather than flaunting them, the material just shear enough to show the outlines of the lacy bra underneath. It wasn't exactly her ideal 'librarian' look, but she'd brought a cardigan in her bag to slip on over it when she went to work. And, from Batgirl's perspective, it had the big advantage of being loose enough to let in searching hands without having to mess around with buttons!

She looked around. It was busy, lots of people heading in and out. Some urgent, maybe late for appointments, some slow and deliberate, maybe after receiving bad news of some kind. She saw a policeman standing just inside the door, and security cameras were everywhere.

The sight of the police guard made her think of Batman for some reason. Her expression hardened.

It had been nearly a week since the 'Incident' at Wayne Mansion. She scowled at the recollection, still finding it difficult to handle the turbulent emotions that the memories triggered. She would never forgive him of course. Okay, maybe she'd thrown herself at him, maybe she'd been chasing him too blatantly, but she'd finally got him into her bed. It should have been the best moment of her young life. The sex certainly had been! But for him to cry out another woman's name whilst climaxing inside her had been too much. Especially THAT woman's name!!

Robin had finally persuaded her to return one of Batman's increasingly desperate calls a couple of days ago. She'd been pleased with her self control. Cold and succinct. She'd told him that she'd do her duty as part of the crime fighting threesome, but outside of that she didn't want anything more to do with him! He'd made some desperate comments about not understanding her, not knowing what he'd done but she'd cut him off. I mean, how could he be so dim!

But she brightened up as she thought that at least it had led to her latest reconciliation with Catgirl, and she'd done her level best to make Batgirl forget about him, spending a large part of the week at Batgirl's apartment, and most of it between Batgirl's sheets! The thought made her pussy throb even harder.

She really did need to get inside she thought as she started towards the big revolving door. After all, Catgirl was one of the reasons that she needed to see Sister Allison again.

She climbed the stairs rather than using the lift to get to the third floor. It was part of her new fitness regime. Every little helped, and it also meant that she avoided the possibility of being trapped by some low-life. She may still be a young woman, but as Batgirl, she'd had time to make plenty of enemies!

When she reached the ward, she suddenly realised that her heart was beating much harder than it needed to after climbing just three flights of steps! What would Sister Allison say when she suddenly appeared out of the blue? Maybe she needed to reconsider the 'surprise' element? It had been Catgirl's idea after all, and she wasn't always the best judge of people's feelings!

It made her wonder about Catgirl again. For some reason, she'd seemed a little distracted the last couple of days. It was as if there was something she needed to say, but couldn't for some reason. Or wouldn't anyway.

Her eyebrows narrowed as she pushed open the ward doors. Catgirl was almost as difficult to understand as me she joked to herself!

But then she stopped dead. A group of nurses were gathered around the ward desk station, and one of them had turned to face her. She was a little older than the rest, but by far the most beautiful in Batgirl's eyes.

She held her breath as she waited for Sister Allison's reaction!

13. Dissention in Catwoman's Ranks

"So, to sum up," said Natasha, Chief Operations Officer in Catwoman's organisation and 'Head Kitten', "we've redoubled all our security inside our HQ. We've added extra CCTV cameras and motion sensors, employed additional civilian security guards and all our staff are on high alert ... twenty four hours a day. The Kittens are out in Gotham in groups of three, chasing up leads from informants and patrolling those areas where threat analysis has shown up possibilities."

She paused to look at her two companions in the conference room, giving a distasteful glance at the table top where she'd recently been found hog-tied, half naked and with a very uncomfortable message shoved up her fanny.

The shiny black-suited figure of the 'boss', Catwoman, was lounging back in her chair, looking only half-interested. Next to her Catgirl sat attentively forward, her arms resting on a leather note-pad, pen in hand, ready to take notes. Her black suit with the pink flecks didn't quite have the same sinister effect of Catwoman's, but at least the sharply upright pink ears of her cowl looked as though they were taking notice thought Natasha!

"So far to no avail though. Nobody out there seems to know a thing," finished Natasha disappointedly as she too leaned back. Catgirl glanced up, met her eyes briefly and then let them wander down. She really did wish that Natasha would stop tantalising her like this! She was wearing a dark green trouser suit which would have been considered conservative had it not been for the way that the jacket buttoned low down , below her navel, and she'd decided that a shirt, or blouse wasn't necessary! Her two perky breasts were on display and only half enclosed in a lime green and cream push-up bra! It was typical Kitten behaviour!!

It was nearly a week since the threat on Catwoman and her associates had been delivered in such a very personal way. Natasha still couldn't believe that she'd been overcome so easily, especially in their own building and they still didn't have a clue who'd been responsible!

Catwoman finally lifted herself up in her seat, using her hand to adjust the evil, black leather bull-whip coiled at her waist.

"Okay Natasha. Looks like we're going to have to be patient. We've all racked our brains to identify potential enemies, but none seem to be likely candidates this time ... " she paused and looked up reflectively ... . longer list than I'd expected though..." before adding with a deep chuckle, "...I guess we've upset quite a few people over the years!"

"Okay, that's all we can do for now..." summarised Catwoman decisively as she started to rise before adding almost as an afterthought and certainly not expecting anyone to respond, " ... any other business?"

She'd gotten to her feet when a determined voice stopped her in her tracks.

"Batgirl," said Catgirl.

"Batgirl what?"

"We've got to tell her!"

"No we haven't, she's not part of our gang. Even if you've suddenly got lovey-dovey with her yet again! And you know how I feel about that!!"

" Catwoman! That message threatened to kill you and 'ALL of Gotham's Superheroines', we've got to warn her!" Catgirl had started calmly but was starting to get annoyed. Natasha's eyebrows rose as the exchange got more heated. She was wondering if anyone would notice if she slipped out of the room!

Catwoman took a deep breath, "I'd hardly call Bat-Bitch 'superheroine' material Catgirl!!"

"She's as 'super' as the rest of us!"

"And if we tell her, she'll just blab to Batman and I absolutely don't want him getting involved. I don't know who's behind this yet but when I do I'll be dishing out my own justice!" This came out as a low, hissing threat that sent a shiver up Natasha's spine.

"So I don't want any wishy-washy Batman 'Political Correctness' stuff getting in the way!" she added more slowly.

Catgirl too paused for a moment, before continuing more patiently "Look Catwoman, I'll tell her to keep it between us. She'll do as I ask, honestly, and anyway, she's not talking to Batman after ...well after you know what!"

Amazingly Catwoman's expression lightened and then a smile slowly spread over her face. Natasha was surprised, she hadn't realised that Catgirl knew how to press her mentor's buttons so well!

"Okay...okay Catgirl..." Catwoman finally said slowly, " ...you can tell her ... but I'm relying on you to keep her out of the way. I don't want that bundle of mixed up emotions interfering either!!"

14. Sister Allison, Up Front and Personal!

Batgirl's heart was thumping so hard in her chest that she thought it was about to explode. She watched Sister Allison twist the key in the door and waited in suspense for her to turn back to her.

She'd not said a word so far. Was she so angry after all? Had Batgirl misread her expression? She'd said something to her staff before taking Batgirl's arm and almost marching her down a couple of short corridors and into this empty, private room.

Then everything was all right!

Sister Allison turned to meet Batgirl's uncertain gaze, smiled and practically pulled her into her arms, her lips quickly finding Batgirl's as she embarked on a long, sensuous kiss. Her hands were running through Batgirl's hair, caressing her head as she pressed herself boldly into Batgirl's welcoming body, grinding their pussy's together. It was so sudden and erotic that it almost took Batgirl's breath away and ignited a positive avalanche of warm signals from between her legs.

Eventually they had to part a little. They had to breath!

Sister Allison kept her arms wrapped around Batgirl, holding their faces close together as their eyes met and they shared the warm, urgent feelings that were cascading around their bodies.

"Oh Barbara," she gasped eventually, "I've been so worried about you! I was so happy to be with you in our little love nest, but then, when we were gassed unconscious, and you were taken from me , I...I ... I didn't know what to do! I was absolutely beside myself until you texted me that you were alright. Who could have possibly done that to us?!"

Batgirl suddenly realised how much had happened since their last little love tryst in the hospital had been so rudely interrupted. She had a pretty good idea who by, but she'd decided not to share that suspicion just now. It wouldn't have helped with the favour that she needed to ask.

"Oh I'm alright," she laughed as she let her hand slide down the Sister's uniform back until it felt the swelling of her buttocks, "It takes more than a little distraction like that to upset me!" she added with an air of confidence that she didn't entirely feel. After she'd been captured, she'd been subjected to a day of sexual persecution that had left her feeling distinctly second-hand!

"And you Katy. You poor thing. I can't believe that they left you lying on the bed with a blue dildo stuffed up your fanny!"

"It did feel a bit strange after I woke up. I was disorientated at first. I thought that you must have grown big fingers!"

They both laughed, but not for long. They leaned into each other again to reignite that molten kiss. Sister Allison's hands quickly got to work, massaging Batgirl's breasts through her chemise for a few minutes before dragging it out from under her belt, sliding inside and working on them again, making her nipples stiffen hard inside her bra! Batgirl's hand slid further down the uniform, slipped under the hem and dragged itself smoothly upwards along her stockinged thigh, until she met the stocking tops and felt the hard shape of a suspender.

"Katy!" gasped Batgirl, pulling back in surprise, staring into eyes that had gone mischievously warm.

"I've been wearing them since the last time Barbara. I was hoping you'd turn up eventually!"

She let her hand trace the outline of the suspender, following it upwards, feeling the Sister's body tense as her fingers neared their goal. Then they were there, sliding over the smooth material of tight panties and cupping her hot mound. Sister Allison gasped at the longed for contact, her legs almost buckling as she luxuriated in the warm response of her body to the wandering fingertips.

She endured it for just a few minutes before a disappointed Batgirl felt her pull away completely. She was breathing hard though, and obviously had plans! She went over to a grey curtain and dragged it back. Batgirl's eyes widened. Sister Allison was definitely back in charge!

"Over here Barbara, now!" she instructed masterfully, indicating the hospital bed with a wide grin, " ... and it's about time we lost some of these clothes!"

Sitting on the bed, Batgirl had her chemise up and over her head in seconds, her hands slipped open the belt just as quickly and were at her hip, sliding down the zipper on her skirt. That was all automatic though as her eyes were fixed on Sister Allison as she disrobed in front of her. The big blue belt was quickly off and she'd fumbled the top buttons on her white uniform as she almost dragged them open down to her waist. Then she was pushing it down over her hips and with a little shimmy it had floated down into a white pile around her feet.

Batgirl drew in a breath of admiration as she sucked in the vision in front of her. Her little white cap still demurely adorned her short, ginger hair, but below that she looked like a strip artist! Her full breasts were trapped inside a tight pink bra, the thin, smooth material of her matching bikini briefs was drawn tightly over her mound and Batgirl could make out the dark, triangular hint of her red pussy. Her lips suddenly felt dry and she drew the tip of her tongue across her lips as she noted the way that her fancy pink and white suspender belt gripped the older woman's hips and the long suspenders sneaking under her panties to grab hold of the tan stockings beneath. God, but she looked so, so desirable!

Batgirl was quick to stand up though and shrug off her own skirt, and the white waist slip underneath, but as soon as she'd stepped out from them, Sister Allison was back in her arms.

"Oh my Barbara, but I need you!" she gasped urgently.

"Katy, yes ...mmmmmmmm" was as far as Batgirl got before their lips met again and they fell together on the soft bed, arms and legs intertwined as they rolled together, pressing as much of their hot, bare skin together as possible. Batgirl felt fingers at her back and suddenly her bra was loose, she did the same for Sister Allison and their bare breasts were touching, rubbing over each other, their hard, erect nipples tracing a little dance across their super-sensitive orbs! It was fantastic!!

Finally, Batgirl pulled her lips away. She was lying on top, and looked deep into her lover's lust filled eyes. "Me first," she grinned as she slowly licked her way downwards, tending to each of Sister Allison's tingling breasts and nipples on the way.

"Oh my God, yes Barbara," sighed her lover as those lips finally reached the moist dark slit beneath that curly red triangle. Batgirl spread apart Sister Allison's legs as she let her lips and tongue go to work, sliding over the puffy labia lips, delving deeper and deeper in between, alternating between sucking and tongue flicking, savouring the sweet, earthy taste of her juices. She was determined to bring her victim to the boil as quickly as she could!

Sister Allison's soft cries, murmurs and little squeals gradually increased in intensity and frequency as the fire between her legs that Batgirl was stoking went out of control. Her body was writhing under her tormentor's hands and soon Batgirl knew that her favourite nurse was close to peaking, so she let the fingers that had been caressing her inner thighs slide up to the edge of her pink hole. Sister Allison stiffened as she felt them pressing at her inner entrance, but Batgirl waited, letting them slide around the outer ring until she heard the cries get more and more urgent, more and more insistent that she "needed to come!!" before finally letting two fingers push open her tight muscles and slide inside her. That, and a bit more tongue flicking of her swollen clit, quickly sent Sister Allison spiralling over the edge as she climaxed, accompanied by a long drown out moan!

Batgirl looked up from between Sister Allison's splayed out legs and grinned as she watched her lover's face dissolve into post orgasmic happiness, her eyes unseeing as she stared at the ceiling as her body slowly, ever so slowly, came back down from that delicious orbit!

Later, after Sister Allison had taken Batgirl into space too, they lay together for a while, not speaking, just enjoying the closeness, feeling sated. To say how recent a convert Sister Allison was to a girl/girl relationship, Batgirl was amazed at how quickly she was picking up the tricks! She felt as though she could still feel that long, snake-like tongue tantalising her own clit and then sliding deep inside her, exploring her throbbing cavern. She shivered as she remembered the hot, electric feelings Sister Allison had generated inside her. God, but they had to do this again. Soon!!

But then Sister Allison looked at her watch and sat up, swinging her legs over the bed's side. "I'm really going to have to go Barbara. I don't want to...God, but I don't want to! ... but there's a ward conference in about five minutes and if I'm not there, tongues will start to wag!"
Batgirl shivered slightly at the thoughts that the mention of 'tongue' just triggered, but sat up next to her and smiled.

"I know ... and I'm due at the Library soon as well. Oh well, I'm sure we can fix up another session soon... can't we...?!"

The gleam and lust that twinkled in Sister Allison's eyes were answer enough!

As they were dressing though, Batgirl finally got round to the other reason for her visit.

"Oh Katy, do you remember Holly Robinson? That young woman who was always pestering me when I was convalescing from my 'motor accident'?"

"Yes, impudent little imp as I recall, but clearly a good friend of yours...?"

"Well, actually she's more than just a friend sometimes and ..."

As Batgirl continued to explain and outline a plan that she'd been developing, Sister Allison's eyes widened and her mouth opened in silent surprise.

Eventually, after Batgirl had finished, she took some time responding.

"Well, there's an interesting thing! 'Catgirl' you say. Well I never. So I actually knew both Batgirl and Catgirl at the same time before we got together. And you think Catgirl actually fancies me as well, and that she was the one ...mmmmmmmmmm."

Finally, she seemed to nod to herself before saying as they walked into the corridor together, "Alright, it's a bit weird, but I'll think about it Batgirl... it does sound like a delicious idea though I must admit!"

15. Librarian under Surveillance

Alchemy had positioned himself at a table where he could watch the comings and goings at the librarian's admin area. He'd gotten himself an impressive pile of advanced chemistry related journals and was idly leafing through them whilst he waited. Some of the articles were of passing interest, but for the most part they bored him. It was re-assuring in some ways that he already knew most of the content covered in them!

He was excited though. Well, maybe not excited exactly, but filled with anticipation at least.

This was only a secondary reason for being in Gotham, but now that he was here, waiting impatiently, he couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation. Would it be her?

He'd spent a lot of time trying to track down the girl that he'd met briefly whilst studying a few years ago at Gotham University, but he'd had so little to go on. It had been such a brief affair, but so incredibly thrilling and intoxicating that he'd not been able to forget her, even after all these years. And he wasn't even sure if he'd got the name right!

And it had been that blasted Catwoman to blame for their separation! His brows narrowed as he remembered the way that the black suited bitch and Catgirl had interrupted his love-making with his new friend one day, knocked him unconscious when he'd protested and helped his father despatch him to the other side of the country. Okay, the R&D facilities at his disposal there had eventually distracted him, but he wasn't going to forgive that black bitch. Never!

The thought made him wonder briefly about the motivations of his partners in this 'Revenge' plot. Madame Zynn, was easy. Money! Once he'd approached her and told her about his plans for Catwoman, she'd seen the business angle and was in!

Octopussy however was a different matter. Her motivation was pure unadulterated hatred! It was so intense that it sometimes unsettled Alchemy when she discussed how she intended, in minute detail, to finish 'Catwoman and her cronies' for good! He knew that she'd once been part of Catwoman's organisation but, although he didn't know the details, the parting had evidently been abrupt, and extremely painful for Octopussy. There'd be no mercy from that quarter!

And Alchemy? He reflected on his own reasons for being here. His was a calm, measured form of hate. It enabled him to plan and direct the others even though he was the youngest. His reason to kill Catwoman wasn't just because she'd split him up from a beautiful girlfriend, although that now seemed to be suddenly reason enough! No, it was because she'd killed his father!! It had taken quite a while since that painful message had come through to get ready, to put everything in place, to get his allies. But now he was about to exact his revenge on all those that had been there, in the warehouse, that dark and stormy night! (See 'A Day in Gotham - Batgirl Vexed')

And it had been one of these allies that had finally put together the pieces of the puzzle he'd been building so long. Madame Zynn had used her vast array of contacts to suggest the probable target of his long search! He switched his gaze impatiently back to the doorway. Where was she?!

He'd already asked for her at the desk earlier and had been disappointed to find out that she didn't start until lunchtime. But at least she was working today! So he'd settled back to wait. And hope!

Then there was movement at the doorway as a young woman came in carrying a small leather briefcase. He sat up instantly. It could be her he thought, but her face was covered by a pair of big round sunglasses, her light brown hair flowing behind her as she walked briskly to the desk.

That was the moment that he was sure! Her long, dark skirt and white chemise top made her look elegant rather than beautiful, and even though she was conservatively dressed he saw heads turn as she walked past. But it was the walk that was the clincher! So purposeful and determined, and when she slipped off her glasses then he really did know. It really was her, after all this time!

Suddenly, despite his renowned self control he found his heart racing as he watched her greet some people and take a seat behind a nondescript looking metal desk. She settled into her chair and casually scanned the room. For a second he cringed back, wondering if she'd recognise him, but he needn't have worried. He was just one of a sea of faces in the big reading room. No, the initiative was with him!

It was strange. He felt like a school-kid all of a sudden wondering if he could ask the sexiest girl in class to go on a date. He smiled to himself, still elated at discovering her after all this time. But he wasn't a school-kid and he WAS going to see his missing girl-friend after all. He stood up, ready to walk over and see if she remembered him, just as he was distracted by the entry of another young woman who positively stormed through the doors and headed for the admin area like a tornado.

This time even more heads turned. Now she too was a sexy looking young lady, and she was showing it! Her tight white tee shirt displayed a pair of modest, but firm looking breasts because she clearly hadn't bothered with a bra, as the sharp points at the peak of each bulge highlighted. Her tatty light blue jeans had to be a designer label, frayed in just the right places, and wrapped tightly like a glove around her strong thighs and extremely distracting behind.

He smiled, then frowned slightly. There was something about her that suddenly seemed vaguely familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. Then he got an even bigger surprise when she went up to the admin area, walked through the wooden half barrier, and nestled herself on the edge of his 'girlfriend's' desk! They conversed quietly for a few minutes and then the girl in the white chemise stood angrily up and almost dragged the other girl to the back of the admin area where they disappeared into an office!

He was left a little open-mouthed. What should he do? He considered sitting down and waiting again, but he'd had enough of that and there was work to be done back at their base. And, despite his sudden enthusiasm, he didn't need to see her now. Amongst the other things he'd found out about Barbara Gordon was where she lived. He headed for the door.

After this long he could wait a little longer, he'd pay her a home visit the next day.

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In the meeting room, things were not going quite so smoothly!

"What! You mean that you got the threat days ago and you're only just telling me!" stormed an irate Batgirl.

"Look it wasn't aimed specifically at you Barbara, it was more a threat for Catwoman..." said Catgirl quietly, trying to placate her volatile young friend," ... and Catwoman didn't want anyone else to know... I've been pleading with her to let me tell you for days now."

"Oh, so Catwoman of all people gets to decide who's a threat to me then?!" went on Batgirl unimpressed as she looked again at a copy of the note that Natasha had delivered so personally.

"And I'm just as much a 'superheroine' as you Catgirl!!"

Catgirl decided to let Batgirl finish blowing off steam, and listened to the tirade for another five minutes before Batgirl finally settled into a chair and sat back.

"So, what are we doing about it?" she sighed eventually

"Catwomans got it all under control Batgirl. We've got Kitten patrols out and just about the whole Gotham underworld is searching for them. She's sure we'll know who they are soon, and in the mean-time we just need to be a bit more alert that's all."

"Mmmmm, really? So Catwoman's going to protect me? A likely story. Why don't we get the police onto it? Maybe even Batman?"

"I thought you weren't speaking to Batman?!"

"I'm not! Definitely not!!But it doesn't have to be me that tells him. He may be a big, over-rated lunk, but he can be useful at times!"

"Uh, uh, Catwoman says she wants to deal with this on her own. It's personal... You mustn't tell Batman, Batgirl ...or the police. Promise me!"

Batgirl, leaned back in her chair and let out a long sigh, "Oh alright Catgirl, but I'm actually more worried about you. If they attack, it looks like it'll be at your place."

"We're ready for anything there Batgirl, honestly," she said before plonking her shapely bottom on Batgirl's lap, "...and anyway, I thought I might stay over at your place tonight. I've a few ideas for after dinner entertainment..."

Batgirl smiled. She had a pretty good idea what that might entail.

"Oh well, if it's the only way of keeping you safe, I suppose I should shelter you," she replied, trying hard to sound reluctant!

"Oh, by the way, I saw Sister Allison earlier..."

"Ah! I thought that you were looking flushed, you evil young Batgirl!"

"...and I mentioned about ... well, you know what ... and she seemed ... well, she's considering it anyway..."

"Wow, really...?" asked Catgirl in surprise, "You really think she'll go for it?"

Batgirl shrugged, "Only if you're good to me tonight!"

16. Just Another Morning

Batman was feeling the effects of the long, lonely night.

He was cold and stiff. He'd had to base himself in a derelict building because there was nowhere else with the right view. As he pondered his situation, he ran his hand over his strong, firm chin, feeling the stubble scrape over his bare hand.

He'd had the apartment building under surveillance since the previous evening when he'd tracked his quarry home after work. He'd intended to follow her in and finally confront the woman who was currently driving him mad! But that plan had been discarded when she'd arrived with someone else, and they'd gone in, happily chatting to each other.

He'd hung around longer and longer, expecting at any moment to see the other woman leave, but she'd stayed. All night! He'd started off feeling impatient and excited at the prospect of talking to her again, but as time wore on he became more and more downhearted, until by now he was feeling totally despondent again.

But then he drew himself up, suddenly looking determined! It was nearly ten o'clock in the morning. He absolutely wasn't going to waste any more time on her! So he slipped away from his hiding place and headed to where he'd hidden the Batmobile, almost immediately regretting his sudden, brief burst of anger though.

He'd failed. He still didn't know why she was rejecting him. Surely it couldn't have been their time in bed together? She'd been as up for it as he had, probably more so! And the sex had been fantastic hadn't it? She'd felt so good as she took him inside her, her body almost moulding to his as they'd immediately hit a natural, sensuous, urgent rhythm. Their simultaneous climaxes had been mind-blowing and so, so fulfilling! So why...? He shook his head and got into the big black vehicle.

So he missed the sight of the tall, powerfully built young man walking up the street, checking the building numbers as he went.

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Batgirl was feeling that rosy glow welling up inside that her that signalled morning ... morning with Catgirl!

She kept her eyes shut for a while as her senses gradually caught up with the way that her pussy was starting to throb. She immediately knew why. It was always like this when she shared her bed with that exciting young woman! Catgirl absolutely loved to wake her up this way.

She sighed as she felt the soft lips sliding across her sensitive labia, her body reacting naturally in the only way it knew how. She knew that she was getting flushed down there, her slit lips swelling, her juices starting to flow. Oh God, but it felt good! Then a tantalising tongue began to slide along the wet slit, parting the lips and starting to delve inside, roving teasingly over her sensitive inner folds!

Batgirl gasped, her hips tensing at the sudden electric response from her pussy, her hand automatically sliding over her belly to caress a taut, expectant breast. Her eyes were open now and she looked lovingly down the bed, between the twin mounds of her breasts to the mop of light brown hair that was bobbing up and down between her splayed out legs.

Disappointingly, the head lifted when she felt Batgirl stirring and she was looking into the warm, hazel eyes of Catgirl as a big grin spread across her face.

"Morning Sleepyhead," she whispered huskily, "...shall I continue with breakfast?" she added as she licked her lips suggestively.

"Oh God yes!" sighed Batgirl as her head dropped back onto the soft white pillow, and her eyes closed again.

She felt the bed wobble as Catgirl changed position between her legs. She felt those teasing lips and tongue again for a few minutes, taking off where they'd left off, building up her arousal nicely as her breathing deepened and she started to pull and play with her hard nipple. Then the soft, warm lips disappeared and she felt something else! It was cool. It was smooth. It was hard. It was sliding between her nether lips, and her hips tensed again as she felt it nose up alongside her perky clit. Then it came alive, a high frequency vibration swamping her most sensitive spot!

Her head shot up again, "Arrrrrrgh ... Oh my sweet Jesus ... Catgirl!!"

Then she saw what was in her hand, what had nosed inside her hot, wet slit.

"Catgirl!!" she repeated, "Have you been raiding my undies drawer again?! Ohhhhhhhhh ... God! Ohhhhhhh..."

Her favourite, long, silvery smooth vibrator was still busy inside her slit. It had an unusually shaped head, designed specifically for assaulting that super-sensitive skin on and around her swollen clit. And Batgirl, being Batgirl, had tweaked the inner mechanism to enhance the love-stick's operation. So all of those super-intensified vibrations were now being focussed on her own throbbing clit! And Catgirl, being Catgirl, definitely knew how to use it to best effect!

Now, as Batgirl twisted and writhed in Catgirl's grip, she wasn't just slowly building up towards a sweet, welcome climax anymore. No, she felt an on-coming orgasm heading her way like an express train!!

Catgirl smiled as she felt her friend tensing underneath her, chasing her movements with the vibrator, never letting Batgirl's taut, erect clit escape from its merciless torment until, eventually, she knew that the moment had come.

She finally pulled away the little monster, heard Batgirl cry out in frustrated disappointment, before slipping the vibrating head right up against Batgirl's little pink hole, and then as she leant down again, she simultaneously drove the seven inches of smooth, hard vibrator deep into Batgirl's red hot cavern, just as she sucked her swollen clit up between her lips and raked her tongue across it!

Batgirl's back had arched, forcing her pussy up into Catgirl's face as the immense orgasm circled her for a few seconds before swamping over her defences. Her head was literally spinning as hot red and yellow stars seemed to accompany the series of powerful convulsions that rippled around the vibrator, gripping it deep inside her!

The sweet, relief giving spasms seemed to go on forever as her strained body finally sank back onto the bed, and she was only vaguely aware of Catgirl's naked skin sliding over hers as she slid up the bed to kiss and caress Batgirl's face as she slowly, ever so slowly, recovered.

When she finally came back to her senses, she found Catgirl's lips still brushing hers. Immediately she responded, her lips pressing back into Catgirl's, their tongues meeting and slowly, erotically writhing together in their mouths.

When they came up for air, Batgirl had her arms around her friend, their naked breasts crushed together, their legs entwined, but her pussy felt strange for some reason?!

Then she realised that although Catgirl had evidently switched off the vibrator, she'd left it planted deep inside her!

She pulled away and reached between her legs.

"Hey! Aaaaaah... " she gasped as she slowly withdrew it, her vagina seeming to do its best to hang onto the tormenting interloper!

Catgirl was laughing as she saw Batgirl's accusing eyes settle on her.

"I thought it was best to leave it there Batgirl..." she said casually, " ... after all it's where you usually keep it isn't it?!"

She avoided the playful little slap that Batgirl aimed at her with ease, and watched as her friend lay the long, shiny dildo on the bedside table. It was still covered in Batgirl's juices, and for a moment Catgirl considered grabbing hold of it to lick it dry, but she'd already drunk at Batgirl's gushing well, and much as she loved the taste of her, it was better warm than cold!

When Batgirl looked back at her lover, she could see the 'well, isn't it about my turn now?' look spreading across her warm features and smiled. She was losing count of the number of 'turns' each of them had had overnight, but she was still just thankful to have Catgirl back in her bed. She was just so incredibly hot!

Then the doorbell rang.

"Oh God, who can that be?!" gasped Catgirl, suddenly keen for Batgirl not to be diverted any further from the important task in hand. Namely her!

Batgirl's eyebrow's narrowed as she wondered herself. She wasn't expecting anyone. Unless?

"Oh God, I hope it's not Batman!" she gasped in horror. There was no way she could face him at the moment.

Catgirl had read the expression and she jumped up, dragging on a loose silk wrap, striding towards the bedroom door as she fastened it at the waist.

"Don't worry Barbara, I'll soon get rid of him!" she snapped decisively.

17. A Surprise Visitor

Alchemy waited impatiently.

For some reason, uncharacteristically, he found that his heart was beating faster. He had to run his tongue over his dry lips. It was crazy. He'd only come looking for this woman as a minor diversion from his primary task, but suddenly he was feeling flustered. What would he say when she answered the door?

It was taking too long. Was she actually going to answer the door at all?!

He was leaning forward to ring again, when he heard the locks snap back, the door-handle turned sharply, and a steely voice rang out as the door opened.

"She doesn't want to see you! ...Get lost Batm ...Oh!"

Alchemy's eye's had widened at the sudden tirade and he took a step back. After getting over the initial shock, he realised that the young woman standing in the doorway, her hand at her mouth now that she'd seen him, wasn't 'his' woman. It looked rather like the other woman he'd seen at the library though, and it was impossible not to notice the bare, shapely legs and the beautiful figure wrapped up in the shiny silk robe. It seemed unlikely that she was wearing much underneath either given the sharp peaks that pointed out from the thin material covering her promising bosom!
"I errr ... I was hoping that ...err, that Barbara Gordon lived here?" he finally spluttered, as his eyes met the woman's. It was strange, he couldn't recall seeing her before the library yesterday, but he was surprised to see something like recognition flash through those lively hazel-green eyes. She looked a little shocked too.

"Oh, right, well, she does actually..." her eyebrows had narrowed, as if trying to place the young man in his crisp grey slacks and powder blue shirt, and then her eyes widened.

"Oh my, of course! Well, come on in!" she stepped forward, grasped his arm and practically dragged him through the doorway!

"Hi," she added quickly, realising that he didn't recognise her, "My name's Holly ...I'm a ...err ...'friend' of Barbara..."

Alchemy heard the tone, and was getting a pretty good idea of how much a 'friend' she might be. Maybe this really hadn't been a good idea? He had no right to expect anything, and if Barbara turned out to be into other girls then he could hardly complain after all this time could he?!

He was starting to draw back, ready to make an apology and flee the scene, but 'Holly' was having none of it, "Hey Barbara, you'll never guess who's just turned up!" she shouted through a nearby door, then she leaned into him and whispered, "Don't worry, she'll DEFINITELY want to see YOU!"

'Barbara' was listening to the conversation with increasing alarm. Who the hell had Catgirl let in? She was still naked, sitting up on the big bed, and as she heard footsteps near the bedroom door she just had time to grab hold of the sheet and drag it up to her chin!

As the door opened, she saw Catgirl lead in a young man, his face looking slightly uncertain at the pace of events. He stopped short when he saw that it was the bedroom, a quick glance taking in everything. Batgirl reddened as she realised that the silver vibrator was in plain sight on the table next to her! Then her eyes really focussed on his face, a grin starting to spread across his soft features, before speaking softly.

"So, 'Barbara' really is your name. I've often wondered what it was!"

Then her sex-addled mind finally worked it out.

"Richard!" she gasped, "My God...Richard!!"

Her brain was operating now but her fingers had stopped, and the sheet that they were clinging onto dropped away and slid slowly down to her waist, exposing her two perfect, naked breasts.

"Wow!" he gasped in admiration, "you really haven't changed much at all!"

It was an awkward moment for all of a second before Catgirl pushed him further into the room and almost sat him on the end of the bed as Batgirl desperately grabbed the sheet again and re-covered her modesty.

"Typical Bat...Barbara! She's always been a bit of an exhibitionist at heart!" gushed Catgirl, as she sat next to him, pushing her hips firmly up against his, "So...who are you then ...Richard. And why has Barbara been hiding you from me?!?!"

Batgirl was still in shock as she listened to Catgirl casually chatting to their new visitor. Now that she'd recognised him, the memories were flooding back. It had been a few years ago now, in her early days as the crime-fighting Batgirl. She'd been to a fancy-dress dance at the University with a friend who, by the strangest of co-incidences, had brought a very sexy 'Batgirl' costume for her. She smiled as she remembered thinking that it shouldn't have cost much to hire because there was so little of it!

Then she looked hard at Catgirl for a second because she'd been there as well, as herself, and almost inevitably they'd ended up competing for the same handsome scientific researcher. She was sure that Catgirl had spiked her drink, but it had backfired and she'd ended up outside on a balcony having red-hot sex with him. Richard! No wonder her pussy was suddenly tingling at the thought!

It was before she'd established peaceful relations with Catgirl though, who'd not reacted well to the 'treasonous' act, and Batgirl looked even harder at her current lover as she remembered the consequences. She was amazed that Catgirl could act so casually with him. Batgirl could tell from her expression when she came back into the room that she knew exactly who it was. So surely she'd remember how she'd turned up at his room with Catwoman, just as they were making tender love again a few days later, and unceremoniously dragged him away. She'd never seen him again. She'd found out later, after she'd suffered yet more pain and humiliation at Catwoman's hands, that his father had sent him to his new R&D labs on the other side of the country, and she'd been too distracted with the war with Catgirl to follow it up.

Batgirl finally caught Catgirl's eye and she was staring daggers at her by now! But she just smiled innocently back at Batgirl as if nothing had ever happened, "Come on Barbara, stop sulking, Richard's just been asking how well we know each other..."

Alchemy was still feeling bemused.

He wasn't sure what he'd expected when he'd rung the doorbell, but this certainly wasn't it! After all his searching, it hadn't been until he'd arrived in Gotham and met up with Madame Zynn that he'd been able to pin her down. Zynn had so many contacts in the city and one of them had come up with the fancy dress company, and from there it had been relatively simple. He'd been relieved to find that his target librarian really was 'his Barbara', but the other woman was confusing him no end. There was something familiar about her voice, but he couldn't place her. She was a sexy piece though, and her close proximity, dressed in her revealing wrap was having an inevitable effect! And looking round the bedroom, it was clear that he'd interrupted them in the middle of a very 'close' relationship indeed!

He spent the next ten minutes trying manfully to keep the conversation on safe grounds as he found out a little more about 'Barbara' and 'Holly', and even shared some of his own experiences at his new home near the R&D labs. Not that he wanted to get into much detail about that! He noticed that Holly in particular seemed to be losing interest in the pleasantries though and, after running her hand casually down his arm, she rested it possessively on his thigh. It felt good and a surge of excitement ran through him. He glanced at her again, still trying hard to place her. There was something surging around in his distant memories, but it just wouldn't come!

Batgirl's eyes narrowed. She wasn't having that! She reached out to brush Catgirl's hand away and in the process dropped the protective sheet again. As Catgirl twisted to respond, her wrap got caught in Batgirl's flailing hand and in a second it had slipped over her shoulders and down to her waist.

Alchemy's eyes widened like saucers as he found himself staring at two of the most perfect pairs of breasts that he'd ever seen!

Then the two woman started to squabble and push and shove each other playfully, revealing even more smooth, deliciously naked flesh. He could feel himself hardening as he sighed and forced himself between them to keep the peace!

But that didn't have the expected effect as they just looked at each other, smiled and nodded, some sort of understanding passing between them. Then Batgirl leaned into him, one hand pulling his head towards hers, her soft lips quickly meeting his whilst Catgirl got busy with his shirt buttons. In no time at all his shirt had disappeared and he was naked to the waist and in the midst of a deep, passionate kiss with the woman he'd been searching for, hands running electrifyingly over his muscular chest! It wasn't what he'd planned, but suddenly he didn't care as he let his own hands reach out and feel Batgirl's taut orbs, reminding himself how good they'd felt before and enjoying the little shiver that went through her body at his touch!

Then his mobile went off in his pocket!

And, from the ring tone, he knew that it wasn't just any old call. It was urgent, one he had to answer!

Batgirl just couldn't believe it when he pulled away from her embrace, swore and then squirmed out from between them, just escaping Catgirl's hands as she tried to pull him back.

He tried to smile as he reached the bedroom door, "Sorry girls ...duty calls! I'll be back in a minute...for God's sake don't go anywhere!!".

"Well!! ...Can you believe that!" gasped Catgirl in disgust as the door closed shut behind him.

18. The Plan Unfolds

Zynn was tapping her fingers on the top of her desk as she waited for a response, glancing across the office room to the sinister figure lounging back on the black leather sofa.

"You'd think he'd be a bit keener to answer, wouldn't you Octopussy?! It was his bloody idea to use these special ring tones after all!"

"Ah there you are at last!" she snapped, as she finally got a response from Alchemy.

"Yes, yes...I know you have a 'life' as well, but I thought THIS had priority over anything else! It's not as though it's every day that we capture three of Catwoman's Kittens is it?!"

Alchemy's initial annoyance at being disturbed at such an incredibly inopportune moment went quickly. He looked around to make sure that he hadn't been followed into the living room. He hadn't, but he knew that he'd have to be guarded in case they were listening. Nevertheless, this was seriously good news!

"Three?!"

"Yes, evidently Catwoman sent them out to patrol in groups, so we've ended up with three for the price of one!"

"And...that didn't make it difficult ... to ...errr ...bring them home?"

"Of course not. Octopussy took them out easily. I mean, she's hard enough to take on as a woman, but when she gets her tentacles out it's like facing a ten armed wrestler!" She glanced over to the opal suited figure on the sofa and got a brief nod of recognition at the compliment.

"Good, that sounds quite satisfactory then..."

Zynn's eyebrows narrowed at the strange response. She'd expect a much more overt reaction.

"Alchemy, what's the matter with you?! Your plan is working you idiot!"

Then she noted the heavier than usual breathing on the other end of the line.

"...are you with a woman..." she asked suspiciously, watching Octopussy's eyebrows raise quizzically at her words

"No, I'm not with A woman..." he responded quickly, hiding the rather unexpected truth behind some convenient semantics, before continuing before Zynn could question him further, " ... so does that mean that we need to change anything now?"

Zynn was proud of her organisation's ability to react to the unexpected, "No, I can soon drum up some more participants. In fact it'll make the show even easier to sell! We'll make a real killing with this one! And I should think that it'll catch Catwoman's attention big time when she gets to see THREE of her gang going through their paces for our benefit!!"

Alchemy smiled at Zynn's enthusiasm. Her focus on the financials was always reliably to the fore.

"You can set it up for tonight then still?"

"Sure...so make sure you're back at the studio by six Alchemy...then you and Octupussy can record your piece for the video."

"Right, will do ... and well done everyone ...great job back there!"

"Oh, don't worry Alchemy. We'll just get on with the hard work while you enjoy yourself..." she said, before adding waspishly, "...you just get back to your women again ... how many is it by the way?!"

The connection was broken before he could respond, so he contented himself with a smile. Zynn wasn't in the least possessive, so the parting shot meant nothing. Well, not to her at least. He glanced back at the closed bedroom door and suddenly his heart was pumping again. Would they still be up for it?!

He shook his head in silent wonder at how today had developed. His overall plan was working well, and he'd found his missing 'woman'. Not only found, but practically in bed with her. And with her best friend too! Could his good luck go on forever? He sincerely hoped so! Still, if they really were up for it next door, he'd have two very sexy young ladies to satisfy. Maybe a little more 'help' wouldn't go amiss!

He slipped off his shoes and socks and headed for a bathroom he'd noticed on the way in. In the mirror he checked his appearance. Working out at the gym before he came to Gotham had really toned him up. But it wasn't over the top. His muscles were well defined but sensible rather than bulging. Not built like a body builder, but strong and supple. He smiled in satisfaction as he slipped off his slacks, reaching into one of the pockets for a small wallet, and slipped his forefinger into one of the pockets. It came out covered in a translucent blue gel-like substance.

His smile broadened as he eased down the elastic band of his shorts, releasing his impressively sized member, still semi-hard after the bedroom activity form a few minutes ago. It made him think of their semi-naked bodies on the bed, and that immediately brought it further upright! He held the tip with a finger and thumb, stretching it to its full size, and then

ran the gel-like substance along the full length of the underside of his now growing rod. The effect was instantaneous as his cock immediately sprang out like a mast, quivering and throbbing, ready for action!"

He quickly washed off the remaining gel from his finger, carefully eased the shorts back over his painfully big erection and headed for the bedroom door.

19. Getting To Know Each Other

Batgirl and Catgirl had looked at each other in amazement as the door had shut behind him. Neither of them could conceive of anything that should have distracted him from the attention of two beautiful young women, who'd just made it perfectly plain that they wanted him!

Unbelievable!

Batgirl's face set in a frown as she prepared to get out of bed and follow him. He was about to get a piece of her mind. Big time!

But Catgirl caught her by the arm as she slipped off the robe, and pulled her back onto the bed and on top of her, wrapping her legs around her, their sensitive pussies suddenly pressed heavenly together again.

"Oh leave him Batgirl!" she whispered into her lover's ear, feeling the frustration building up tightly within her, letting her pussy rub up harder against its partner to enhance the powerful feelings starting to build between her legs.

Batgirl considered the situation for a second, and then accepted Catgirl's need for relief. It was her turn after all!

She let her soft lips run over Catgirl's face for a while as their naked flesh pressed and rubbed against each other, triggering little bursts of excitement from all over their bodies. They both savoured the building excitement for long minutes until Batgirl's lips finally started to work their way down her friend's writhing body.

She gave due attention to Catgirl's taut orbs and quickly had her nipples hard and erect as her tongue slid sensuously over and around the sensitive buds.

"Oh my God Batgirl, but you're so, so good..." gasped Catgirl as Batgirl's teeth began to nibble at them as well, sending wave after wave of sweet sensations radiating out from the twin peaks.

She could tell that her quarry was seriously aroused by the way that her breathing shortened as those magic lips dropped lower, before finally sliding over Catgirl's light brown, curly bush. As she let her lively tongue slide over the puffy sexual lips the words of endearment and encouragement had been replaced by a kind of animal like whimpering. She was seriously wet down there and Batgirl briefly enjoyed the sweet, earthy taste of Catgirl's juices before getting down to the serious business of inflicting as much torture as possible to her friend's throbbing clit!

When she heard the door open and close behind her, she was still busy between Catgirl's splayed out legs, but she felt her shudder and stiffen under her and gasp at something. It was a little distracting and she paused from her labours for a moment as she looked up. Catgirl was staring at something behind her, wide eyed!

She let out a long sigh before whispering "Oh my sweet Jesus..." to no-one in particular. Batgirl's head was starting to turn when Catgirl's hands wrapped themselves around her head and practically dragged Batgirl's lips back to her pulsating pussy. "Don't stop now!" she gasped as if in pain. It was clear where her priorities lay!

Batgirl's lips got back to business, briefly, before she paused again. This time because she felt the bed move as someone sat down on it. Surely that had to be Richard? She wanted to check, but Catgirl's grip forcing her face into her pussy was vice-like. Then it was Batgirl's turn to tense and stiffen as she felt a hand starting to wander over her up-turned buttocks, smoothly tracking its way around her soft contours and re-igniting the fire that had been smoldering from earlier! The firm hand worked it's sensuous way around her ass cheeks and upper thighs before she heard an amused voice from behind her, "Better get on with it Barbara, you're friend looks as though she'd ready to blow!"

It was true. Catgirl was writhing hard under her now, desperate to get Batgirl's tongue back into action. It was only fair to oblige! Batgirl let her devilish serpent slide deep into her friend's inner folds, playing briefly with the dripping entrance to her pink hole before sliding back up to that erect clit again for a final thrash at it. The hand on her bum seemed to be trying to distract her by slipping between her legs and roaming over her own juicy slit, but it took just a few seconds of rubbing and flicking to press Catgirl's launch button! She arched into Batgirl's face yet again and cried out as the big orgasm rippled through her, before slowly dropping back down as the sweet convulsions gradually ebbed away.

"Bravo!" Batgirl heard from behind as his searching fingers began to explore her intimate parts as well.

"Hey, slow down...oh!" she gasped as she started to raise her head from out of Catgirl's loosened grip. She felt strong hands suddenly on her hips, lifting her onto her knees with her bum stuck high in the air.

Then she had an idea what Catgirl must have seen! It felt like a medieval battering ram had been pushed between her lithe legs, the monstrous end nosing in between her own oily lower lips and up against her tight opening!

She felt imprisoned by his strong hands on her hips, but she turned her head to look back, seeing his smiling features looking down on her as he pushed a little harder, making her gasp as she felt him starting to open her up. She glanced desperately sideways and saw their reflection in the wardrobe mirror. This time the breath almost shot out of her as she saw, side on, how big he was, and how close he was to penetrating her. Maybe to tear her apart!

"Oh nooooo..." she murmured as she felt herself opening wider and wider to take his full girth. She was stretching so much!

But he was taking it slowly and steadily. Gradually easing himself into her, pausing for a moment while they both absorbed the intense feelings that his penetration triggered, and then the breath she'd been holding whooshed out of her as he pushed forward again, gradually sinking deep, deep inside her. Suddenly she was almost overwhelmed by a molten stream of hot feelings as nerves she didn't know existed inside her vagina screamed out their awareness of him filling her. Totally!

"It's great to be back!" he said excitedly.

"Oh my God...Oh my God ...Ohhhhhh my good God!!" she responded as she started to feel him move inside her!

As her whole being started to focus just on the delirious feelings radiating out from between her legs as he started to thrust back and forth inside her. She briefly saw Catgirl looking down at her, wide eyed still, watching her friend getting the fucking of her life. Her hands reached down to caress Batgirl's face as his rhythm started to increase, Batgirl's prolific juices amazingly just about managing the sliding monster inside her, letting them both enjoy the electric feeling of him possessing her.
Then, all too quickly, it started to go hazy for Batgirl. The mounting tension in her body, the relentless feeling of being driven higher and higher towards an unknown precipice was getting to be uncontrollable. She knew that she was making all sorts of little grunts and animal sounds as he pounded back and forth inside her, but she could no more control them as she could stop breathing. But then she did stop breathing as she felt his hand slip around her waist, slide over her wet pussy and a finger found her clit! It was way too much to deal with, and the mounting volcano between her legs suddenly erupted, sending stars into the sky behind her tightly shut eyes as she climaxed in the longest and biggest way possible!

Alchemy enjoyed the feeling of the way that her long drawn out climax rippled around his big erection for a while before slowly, and almost reluctantly, easing himself out of her red hot cavern. She seemed to be on another planet as he let his former lover slide down onto the bed as the giant orgasm slowly, very slowly started to fade, her body squirming under the after-effects!

He looked down at his still mighty erection, still dripping with Batgirl's juices, and smiled. That gel was by far his best ever discovery! And it wasn't about to fade away yet awhile!

He looked up as he heard a little subdued sigh.

Catgirl was back in the land of the living, sitting up at the top of the bed and staring hungrily at his big erection. She'd obviously been watching the way that he'd just sent her friend into a state of blissful stupor, and as he searched her bright hazel eyes he could see a myriad of emotions. For some strange reason he thought he spotted a flash of guilt, but by far the primary ones were hunger and anticipation! Her hand appeared to have automatically found its way to the light brown triangular jungle between her legs and she was absent-mindedly stroking herself as she finally gasped.

"Wow, Richard...you're ...absolutely ... fucking ...amazing!"

Her beautiful eyes were fixed on just one thing. The juice covered monster erection that he'd just pulled out of Batgirl's sopping cavern!

"I...want ... some ... of ...that ...too!!"

He smiled. It was good to feel appreciated! So he leaned forward, grasped her ankles and pulled her towards him, flipping her onto her stomach as she slid down the bed, then ran his hands briefly over her round, upturned buttocks before slipping them under her and pulling her up onto her knees. She didn't resist as she let him spread out her knees, her juicy pussy lips now staring back at him from between her glistening bum cheeks. She looked so incredibly vulnerable to him, and so incredibly ready!

He let his hand slip between her legs again, fingers sliding between those soft peachy lips, spreading her so that he could see her tight pink hole. He could almost feel the sweet throbbing sensations of anticipation sweeping through her as she waited for him to push into that sexy little opening and penetrate her too. He massaged her briefly, but a quick, annoyed, wiggle of her hips and a muffled moan from the face pressed hard into the sheet in front of him persuaded him that further foreplay was unnecessary! Which was fine by him as he felt the tightness in his own throbbing cock forcing him to search for relief as well.

With a grunt, he eased himself forwards, placing the blunt head of his erection up against that waiting hot entrance and then thrust firmly in! They both gasped as they felt her muscles being forced open and grip him as he slid deeper and deeper into her. He had to concentrate hard not to come at once as he felt her envelop him and squeeze him inside her. It was a fantastic feeling, one that he assumed she felt as well as a shudder ran right through her and another long, low moan escaped her lips as she felt him fill her so completely. She lifted her head and looked back for a moment, eyes filled with lust, her shapely back tense and twisted until he reached forward and pushed her head back down again. Then his hands were back on her quivering hips and he started to do exactly what she'd been about to demand. He started to fuck her with long, slow strokes, each one driving her down hard into the bed!

After a short while he gradually increased the pace, feeling her respond as she forced her hips back into him with every crashing thrust. Her head was soon thrashing about on the bed as she gradually lost control and surrendered herself to the mounting tide that was gradually building up inside her tense body. The delectable electric pulses that radiated strongly out from between her legs were merging together to provide an almost continuous assault on her sex-ridden mind.

He felt her gradually tighten under him. He pushed harder and harder, faster and faster as the spring coil inside her wound itself up to an almost unbearable level! Then it was finally over! Catgirl screamed out loud as the monster climax took her, driving those ecstatic convulsions right through her pussy and around her entire body. She would have collapsed if it weren't for his strong hands still on his her thighs and the way that she was still impaled on his iron hard rod!

He was breathing deeper though, after enjoying the feel of another orgasm rippling around his throbbing manhood, but he was still hard and strong. And he was pleased that he'd been able to use his gel, because when he looked over to where his 'other' woman lay next to them on the bed, he could see that she too had recovered, and Batgirl's wide, excited eyes were telling him that she was impressed ... and she was ready to go again!!

20. The 'Plan' Must Go On

He'd gotten his pants on and was fastening up the buttons on his shirt when his phone vibrated in his pocket. He was relieved that he'd set it to silent mode now. He pulled it out and looked at the message. As he'd expected it was from Madame Zynn. An impatient Zynn!

'Where the hell are you?! We need to get things moving here!!'

It was followed a few seconds later by a second one.

'I've got plenty of willing women here if that's what's keeping you!'

He smiled. He wondered briefly if Zynn had somehow developed an ability to read his mind!

Then he looked down at the two luscious young women on the bed, locked in a casual embrace as they slept in each other's arms. Their bosoms rose and fell gently with each breath and the motion of those bare breasts was distinctly unsettling! He reached over them and dragged the crumpled white sheet over their lithe, naked forms. He really couldn't afford to be distracted any longer!

It had been such an amazing morning...and early afternoon! He'd made love to them in turn, in rapid succession, each of them almost vying with each other to last longest and to finally send him over the edge himself. They were so incredibly competitive! But, eventually, the long series of deep and fulfilling orgasms had taken their toll and after he'd finally had to relent and let himself go at long last they'd fallen asleep! That feeling of enormous relief had nearly overwhelmed him as he finally allowed himself to come, pumping his hot seed out and into that molten, welcoming pussy!

He'd saved himself for the woman that he'd originally come to find, 'his' Barbara. It had seemed the right thing to do, but after the way that the three of them had made love together, his emotional feelings were all over the place!

It was strange. After all this time, he'd been surprised to find that there was an instant connect between the two of them, but how did this other sexy young lady, Holly, fit into the grand scheme of things? It was suddenly incredibly complicated.

He was about to turn and walk out of the bedroom when he noticed something on their ankles which were still sticking out from the bottom of the sheet. He remembered with a smile Barbara whispering in his ear at some point that they'd both gotten temporary tattoos to celebrate their recent rapprochement. He'd wondered if he should get one too!

He looked closer at their delicate ankles. On one, just above the bone, sat a small black cat, sitting still, and with bright pink eyes. On the other was a purple, red haired bat. It reminded him of the outrageous fancy dress costume he'd first seen Barbara in. Good job it wasn't the real Batgirl he thought ruefully!

In the living room, he'd thought long and hard whether to leave a note, or a contact number.

In the end, he'd settled for a simple few words, and a promise, and left the note on the kitchen table. Then he'd opened the outside door, left the building and headed down the road to his parked car feeling...well, feeling great really!

21. Batman Intervenes!

He'd watched the young man leave the building with a confused, suspicious stare. He knew that it was stupid to feel jealous of someone who might have nothing to do with his current problem, but he did! For a second he had a picture of the young man, naked, cavorting in bed with 'his' woman. He shook his head desperate to clear away what was obviously a totally ridiculous notion!

Ever since Batman had come back and taken up his surveillance of the apartment block again, he'd been torn between waiting patiently for her to come out, and storming up to her room, breaking down the door and confronting her. Maybe even throwing her onto the bed and ... No, that really wouldn't do. He shook his head again. The short break and snatched sleep hadn't really done much good. This split with Batgirl was driving him mad!

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"He's gone then?" slurred Catgirl sleepily as she stirred back into life, turning onto her back and immediately feeling her tired, stretched muscles complain at the sudden movement.

"Oh my God, I'm absolutely spent...how DID he do that?" she murmured to herself in wonder as the memories came flooding back, "...and for so LONG!"

"I know!" confirmed Batgirl as she walked stiffly back into the bedroom, before sitting slowly, tenderly, onto the end of the bed, waving the note in her hand.

"It was absolutely... absolutely..."

"...mind blowing?" added Catgirl helpfully.

"No ...pussy blowing!" laughed Batgirl at last, as her free hand slipped gently over her tender mound, "It's ridiculous ... but I think I can still feel that giant erection inside me!!"

"Look at the time," gasped Catgirl as she saw the bedside clock, "we've been asleep for hours!" Then she looked at the paper in Batgirl's hand.

"So what's the note say then?"

"He says 'The reception was a bit of a surprise!'"

"Oh dear...do you think that we were a bit too pushy?" interrupted Catgirl quickly.

"Well, YOU were ... as usual ... you'd better not have scared him off Catgirl! And ...and ... I don't know how you've got the cheek to comment given how you treated him, and ME, the last time!"

Catgirl just smiled back cheekily, "But that was before we were bosom buddies Batgirl ... and I didn't notice you holding back when we'd got his pants off!!"

"Mmmmm" said Batgirl neutrally, studying the note again,"...anyway he does say that 'I'll be tied up for a day or so, but I'll be back in touch after I'm finished.'"

"Finished what?"

"No idea ... anyway, at least that should give my poor pussy a day or so to recover! Isn't it amazing that he should suddenly just turn up out of the blue like that? And after all this time... I wonder where he's been? And how did he find us? I'll ...what's that?!"

She looked across in alarm at a strident tone that was emanating out of Catgirl's discarded purse. In seconds, her friend had wriggled her naked form out of bed and grabbed the purse, extracting a shiny black communicator and was staring at the screen.

"Oh No! ...they've captured some of the Kitten's!"

Catgirl's look of alarm brought Batgirl up straight.

"Who has?"

"That evil gang that threatened us...obviously!" hissed Catgirl in sudden irritation, "Sorry, Batgirl, didn't mean to snap," she added as she started to search for her underwear, "Catwoman's called a council of war, so I've got to get back ... and I don't have any damn wheels!!"

Batgirl was quick to take charge, "Don't worry ... I'll get you there ..."

------**********-----

The sight of Batgirl's Batbike roaring away from the secret exit under the apartment block almost caught Batman by surprise. The powerful monster went into a power slide as it screamed onto the road, it's two riders hugging closely together as it sped off!

Batman stood transfixed for a moment, recognising the purple suit and yellow cape of Batgirl instantly, and then realising that the black and pink suited figure on pillion was Catgirl. Why the sudden rush? What was going on?!

He jumped down from his perch and sprinted down a back street to where the Batmobile was parked. He vaulted into the open cockpit, hit the starter and the powerful engine exploded into life while at the same time he instructed the electronics to display the local area. He glanced quickly at as he strapped himself in, noting the flashing red dot heading down the main road into Gotham. He smiled in satisfaction. At least while they were on the Batbike, he'd be able to track them he thought as he gunned the car into gear and sped off after them!

After just a few miles Batman knew that he was losing ground. The Batbike was clearly quicker through traffic. Especially the way that Batgirl rode!

He was also puzzled. She'd taken a route away from the city centre, more towards the industrial sector. Then her probable destination dawned on him. But surely she couldn't be heading there? It was almost unthinkable!

Time for action!

He flicked some switches and gripped the wheel, waiting for the surge of power to kick in as the Batmobile transformed itself into a black, gull-winged jet. Then he was screaming above the roads heading for a place where he knew he'd be able to intercept her. That was all that was in his mind as he brought the sleek vehicle down across a deserted street, old warehouses on either side.

It had to be, because he still didn't have a clue what he was going to say to her!

Batgirl knew that she was getting close, and Catgirl had been goading her to go faster as they'd shot through the Gotham traffic, siren blaring. Her lover was clearly agitated at the news she'd received about her Kitten friends. But as she roared round the corner in another impressive power-slide, she was face with the sight of the Batmobile parked squarely across the road, directly in front of her. She hit the brakes immediately! The machine snaked down the road, barely under control and she briefly closed her eyes as a catastrophic collision seemed to be inevitable!!

Batman too was wondering if she'd cut it fine and was in the process of diving back into his armour plated monster as Batgirl finally wrestled her monster machine to a standstill just a few feet short of the Batmobile! He was breathing hard in relief when he jumped back out again, and straight into a very personal tirade from his junior partner.

"You absolute leaden footed fucking donkey Batman!" she screamed, the adrenalin surge still powering her vocal chords, "What the hell do you think you're doing!! You could have killed us all!!"

He took a step back.

"Look, Batgirl ...I need to speak to you ... I don't understand what I've ..."

"You total imbecile!! We're in a fucking hurry here. I don't have time to natter to you ...not that I'd want to anyway!!"

"But ...you've got to tell me what's the matter ..." he looked guardedly at Catgirl, "...it's driving me mad ... especially after ... after ...well, ...after what we did together..." He could hardly talk about the way that they'd made love recently in front of Catgirl could he?

But, while Batgirl seemed to be on the point of erupting again, it was Catgirl who finally responded, revealing that she knew all about it anyway! "I think you've blown it Batman ...most gentlemen don't scream out another woman's name when they're climaxing inside the woman they're fucking ... especially when it's Catwoman's name!!"

Batman took another step back as the revelation hit him, his mouth hanging uselessly open in shock.

Batgirl gave him another hard stare, but said nothing more as she twisted the machine and manoeuvred it around the Batmobile before shooting off down the street again!

22. Unexpected 'Friends'

Batgirl slowed again when she pulled into the yard of a new industrial building advertising Domestic Electrical Products, looking round warily.

"Round the side," prompted Catgirl, waving her communicator. As they turned the corner, Batgirl saw that a big aluminium sliding door was rolling up in front of them. She waited for a second before taking a deep breath and gunning the bike inside.

It wasn't very often that Batgirl entered Catwoman's lair by the front door!

She knew that she'd caused a stir. Security staff were approaching with automatic weapons at the ready. One or two Kittens were also heading their way as she put the hot machine onto its stand, and they looked dressed for business as well! Normally they lounged about headquarters in sexy lingerie, corsets and suspenders to the fore, but these were dressed in sleek, black leather, stubby Glock side-arms drawn!

The closest looked quizically at Catgirl, "Is Catwoman expecting ...HER...?" she asked suspiciously, indicating Batgirl who was now standing as tall as she could, feet apart and gloved hands placed challengingly on her rounded hips. This was no time to look scared. Even if she was! She'd never seen the staff looking so murderous!

"It's okay Sabina," replied Catgirl easily, as if having Batgirl intrude was just a normal happening, "...she's here to help. Where's Catwoman?"

Sabina still didn't look convinced and the Gloch still pointed menacingly, "Well...if you're sure..." she said reluctantly, "...she's in the conference room with Natasha, but if Catwoman goes off on this, it'll be on your head Catgirl. She's gone absolutely ballistic since the news about Tabitha and the others came in!"

Batgirl watched Catgirl flinch slightly and swallow hard at the news.

"Oh, I'm sorry Catgirl, didn't you know it was Tabitha?" she looked at Batgirl, finally lowering the pistol, "They're good friends you know," she added in explanation.

Batgirl wasn't sure who it was, and didn't really care. When she'd been captured before, the Kittens as a group had indulged themselves on her over the years and inflicted their fair share of sexual torment. She certainly wasn't counting any of them as her 'friend', but it didn't stop her sympathising with her friend and she put an arm round her shoulder as a now subdued Catgirl led the way up into the office complex.

When they were at the door to the conference room, Batgirl noticed that the blinds over the glass windows were drawn. She couldn't see in. But then again no-one could see out, so Catwoman still didn't know she was here! However, the closer proximity brought a measure of caution and she had to double check with Catgirl that she wanted them to go in together.

"Oh, it'll be alright," smiled Catgirl weakly, "I can soon sweet-talk Catwoman..." She pushed open the door, and walked in. And ducked!

"Hey!" gasped Batgirl as a big marker pen bounced off the door frame just inches from her head. It was accompanied by an oath from the sinister woman in the shiny black suit lounging in one of the swivel chairs.

"What the bloody-hell are you doing here Bat-Bitch! Again!! How many times do I have to tell you that you're not welcome?!"

For a second everyone just stared at each other, Catwoman blazing in anger, Batgirl fuming at the near miss on her head, Catgirl looking desperately between the two of them, waiting for the seemingly inevitable conflict to escalate. Natasha however was still leaning back in her seat, dressed now like the other Kittens in a black leather jacket and tight trousers. As was her way, she saw the funny side.
"Come on girls...let's behave now ..." she said slowly, smiling, "...it's not as though we don't have bigger problems to deal with..."

Catwoman's gaze flicked straight to her subordinate, and for a moment it looked as though she was going to get both barrels, but Natasha never flinched, challenging Catwoman who slowly, ever so slowly, relaxed and leaned back, letting her breath out in a long sigh.

"Okay Catgirl. She can stay for now. She might even be useful I suppose ... but we're going to have to have a serious talk about this later!"

Batgirl was on the verge of storming out anyway, but Catgirl grabbed her by the arm and almost dragged her into one of the plush seats round the table. Batgirl wasn't going to give in gracefully though.

"Let's get something straight Catwoman! I'm here to help Catgirl, not you ... or your bloody Kittens!"

Catwoman and Natasha looked at each other and then burst out laughing, "Well, that's put us in our place hasn't it? Look Batgirl. If you're staying, stay, but don't you dare get in my way or I'll let the Kittens inflict some damage on you ...again. Now, Natasha, bring Catgirl up to date please."

As Batgirl slumped back disgustedly in her chair she listened to Natasha's brief and concise account. It appeared that the Kittens had been out on regular patrols since the 'death threat' had been received but they'd found nothing up to now. They'd scoured the net for information to no avail, and the whole of Catwoman's HQ was in 'lockdown', which explained the reception when they'd arrived Batgirl supposed.

And then one patrol had failed to return and they'd received a message at lunch-time to say that the three Kittens had been captured by their unknown foes, and that they had to be ready to go on-line at a seven thirty that night, so there was nothing to do but wait, ... and hope.

Batgirl checked her watch. Ninety minutes away. She looked at the stony expressions around the table. Looked like being a fun-time waiting!

In the end they decided to split up and reconvene later. Batgirl suddenly realised how rattled Catwoman really was as her nemesis stood up slowly, headed for the door and completely failed to have a go at Batgirl. It was unheard of! As the sinister black figure disappeared from sight, Natasha leaned over and, at the same time as displaying a gorgeous chunk of cleavage from her white, open necked shirt, touched Catgirl's hand, "Sorry that Tabitha's gone missing Holly...I know that you're close... but we'll get her back soon, don't you worry!"

Catgirl smiled weakly again, but didn't look convinced. Batgirl saw her strained features and immediately felt bad about the quick flash of jealousy that had flashed through her at Natasha's words. She got up too though and followed Catgirl in silence to her room where they flopped onto the bed and made desultory small-talk. Catgirl refused to be distracted though, and it was the first time in living memory that Batgirl could remember sharing a bed with her friend and not making red-hot love!

23. Roman Lessons!

At precisely seven thirty they were back in the conference room. The mobile laying on the table in front of Catwoman bleeped with a text message. She picked it up and looked at the message in surprise.

"Shit! How the hell did they get my private number?!" before adding, as she turned to Natasha, "It's a web page URL. Get the screen going."

As if in automatic response, a large screen dropped down from the ceiling at the end of the table, and Natasha began to type in the URL onto a keyboard in front of her. Suddenly a dark web page came up, showing a dungeon scene with flickering torches and a big orange box in the centre that said, simply "Enter Here Catwoman - IF YOU DARE!"

They all looked at Catwoman for a second before Natasha clicked on the box. She looked grim. No, she looked absolutely furious. But then her eyes opened in surprise at the three people looking back at her from the screen, placed, it seemed, in the centre of the dungeon itself.

"Madame bloody Zynn!! I might have known!" she snarled.

"She seems to have lost some weight since I last saw her," added Batgirl helpfully, only to get a look from Catwoman that would have set concrete.

Batgirl noted that Zynn was in the middle of the little group, resplendent in a turquoise corset and suspenders set with matching bikini briefs. Next to her was a man in a fawn slacks, with a matching top of some kind, the chest covered in small, multi-coloured squares. His eyes were covered by a small, dark mask that could have come straight off the Lone Ranger! The most imposing figure was at Zynn's other side though. She was covered head to toe in an opal suit, with a dark belt and red badge buckle. She was taller than the other two, powerfully built, and an impressive looking bust was tightly constrained in the shiny suit material.

Batgirl looked closer though and saw that the woman appeared to have a slightly misshapen back. Now what was that all about?

She was about to speak but Catgirl, touched her arm as a voice came over the speakers. It was unmistakably Madame Zynn.

"Well Catwoman, I presume you're out there somewhere. I do hope you're well because it would be a shame if anything happened to you before we got our hands on you! We've got a very lively show planned for your demise. It should be an absolute sell-out don't you think? Just imagine how many people will pay to watch you getting your just deserts at long last?!

Anyway, that's for the future. Not too long in the future mind! And as a bit of a sampler, Alchemy, Octopussy and I wanted to invite you to see one of my shows that's going out as we speak, and thanks for providing the star attractions! No need to do anything technical Catwoman, I know that's probably a bit challenging for you! We'll redirect you automatically.

Bye for now...enjoy the entertainment while you can! Oh, and don't go away. I'll speak with you later..."


Batgirl, glanced at the others. Catgirl was looking at the screen with a degree of trepidation, Catwoman had reddened and looked about to burst! Natasha, was lounging back with a pained, almost puzzled expression on her face, "Well Catwoman, Zynn I can understand, but who the hell are those other two?"

Catwoman shook her head in response, "No idea. Not anyone I've come across before...so why the sudden vendetta? ... Oh hell..."

As she spoke, the screen had suddenly come to life, redirected automatically as promised. The display was full of pop-up advertisements, mainly for sex services and accessories, but the banner headline across the top was unmistakably one for Madame Zynn's porn site, the background full of copulating couples.

Then, after some 'proudly presents' introductions about the imminent star attraction for the evening, and a request to sign up for the service and associated on-line betting, the view changed to one of a small and paved open courtyard, bathed in warm sunlight, ornate roman columns set in the background. An arched stone entrance was set to one side, next to which grew a small fig tree, the leaves throwing some shade over a round fountain set in the centre of the 'stage'. The clear blue water was rippled by the spray from three streams of water that curled backwards from the heads of statues, sitting equidistant around the smooth, waist high ledge that circled the water. The three grey statues looked like Greek gods. Their strong muscular chests supported boyish faces stared fixedly upwards, arms hanging down their sides, palms facing outward, looking strangely ready to cup something into their laps. The atmosphere was very Mediterranean!

Batgirl was about to comment when she felt Catgirl stiffen next to her, "Oh no..."

The tranquillity of the scene had been broken as a group of women appeared, walking through the arch and into the courtyard. Three were blondes with short hair styles, dressed as servants in drab, olive green dresses, carrying large cloth shoulder bags, but the other three looked like noblewomen. They were wearing bright white dresses, etched in golden thread, hanging down from silver necklaces around their necks, and trapped at the waist by a shiny silver chain belt. Their hair was piled high on their heads, with small garlands of flowers woven into their shiny locks, a different colour on each head.

"Oh no..." repeated Catgirl staring at the shorter one with dark auburn hair, and deep brown eyes, her hand searching out Batgirl's for reassurance. She had to assume that his must be Catgirl's friend, Tabitha. The other two Kittens in white were taller, one with mountains of sandy hair, powerful with a full figure, the other slender, with paler, Nordic looking features with shorter blonde hair. They looked around the small square with a mixture of curiosity and trepidation. It was then that Batgirl noticed the small loops of thin leather chord trapping their wrists together behind their shapely backs.

"Sammy and Annika as well," said Natasha slowly, almost to herself.

The 'servants' went quickly into action, guiding their 'mistresses' to the fountain and seating them on the edge. It was at this point that it became clear that the white costumes were flimsier than they'd first appeared as long strips of bare flesh appeared as the 'noblewomen' were moved about. It was soon clear that these 'costumes' were just long strips of material, a couple of inches wide, hanging from the necklaces and trapped by the chain at their waists, but otherwise unconnected. As she sat down, the loose material covering Tabitha's bosom splayed apart and the tips of her breasts poked out, dark brown nipples standing out proudly.

Lower down the material had gathered in her lap, hiding her pussy, but displaying her firm, golden thighs right up to her hips. The camera quickly switched to the other Kittens, each showing their bared breasts. None of them looked happy, but their expressions appeared a little mystified and distant.

"I bet they've been drugged!" snapped Catwoman harshly, "No way my Kittens would allow themselves to be treated like this otherwise!!"

Batgirl shrugged. It wasn't as if they could do anything from here.

The servants were now busy pulling small wash cloths out of their shoulder bags, which they'd laid on the floor by the archway. When they returned to the fountain, they dipped them into the water and began to wash the Kittens, taking their time, pushing the loose material completely to one side while they massaged the damp cloth over their firm breasts, taking care to tease at the exposed nipples before dropping lower, over their bellies. It took just a second to pull aside the strands of white covering their laps and exposing their unprotected pussies. Then the cloths were quickly at work again, sliding up and down over their mounds, and delving deeper between the Kitten's legs. While the washing got more personal and deeper, Batgirl was amazed when the servants leaned forward and captured a bare breast each in their mouths, their tongues working on the already aroused nipples.

The camera showed a close-up of Tabitha's head as she closed her eyes, her face strained as she tried to deal with the erotic sensations that her servant was triggering. The screen also changed as numbers appeared across the top, and down one side. The three on top were the biggest, set to the same colour as the flowers in the Kitten's hair, and set to zero.

"Orgasm counts and betting odds," explained Natasha.

"Oh, and you're an expert on Zynn's bloody sex presentations are you," hissed Catwoman frustratedly.

"Well, I've taken in the odd one from time to time," smiled Natasha unconcernedly, "I've made some money out of her too...who better than us to predict orgasm timings!"

Things were moving on screen though and Batgirl had to reluctantly admit that these 'servants' really knew what they were doing! Their expert fingers and lips were quickly bringing their victims levels of arousal higher and higher. Catgirl's hand gripped Batgirl's tighter as Tabitha began to squirm under the relentless attention, her servants lips and teeth quickly transferring back and forth from one strained and swollen nipple to the other as her fingers wriggled like little snakes between the lips and folds of her dark, juicy slit. The sound of her laboured breathing and little, urgent moans filled the room as they watched her body stiffen for a short while before she finally lost the battle and cried out as the servants fingers buried themselves inside her and the inevitable orgasm washed over and through her like a tidal wave of pleasure!

There was a loud bell-like sound from the screen and Tabitha's coloured counter clicked over to one!

Tabitha had collapsed down into the arms of her tormentor as the long climax finally drained away, and her eye's finally flickered open again as her senses returned, just in time to hear two further bells clang in the background and Sammy and Annika's counters tripped onto one as well!

Batgirl was hoping for her friend's sake that this would be the end of their torment, but deep down she knew differently. Her fears were soon confirmed.

The three victims were now positioned in front of a statue each, facing outwards, pushed up against hard stone of the statue's laps, buttocks cradled by the cold hands at each side. The servants quickly undid their bound wrists and pulled their arms back and around the statue, refastening them at the back. Their feet were placed on two little pedestals at either side of the statue's ankles, spreading their legs and lifting them higher off the floor. The camera now concentrated on Tabitha again as her acolyte pulled the loose material of her 'dress' to either side of her hips, exposing her bare breasts, little triangular patch of dark brown hair and glistening, oily looking slit to the audience. It tracked up and down her sweaty nakedness in close-up as the betting figures down the side of the screen went haywire.

"Oh shit!" gasped Catgirl, transfixed, unable to move.

It was then that the servant reached down to the side of the statue and pulled a leaver. Something seemed to shoot out between Tabitha's legs that made her gasp and stretch up on her tip-toes to avoid it! With a sinking feeling Batgirl saw that an erect 'penis' had appeared out of the statues loins and was now nudging tantalisingly up between Tabitha's spread out legs, rubbing up against her sensitive skin. Batgirl's eye's narrowed in surprise as she saw that it was relatively small though, just three of four inches of 'stoneware'. It didn't seem like Zynn to be so compassionate.

It turned out she wasn't!

Whilst Tabitha was squirming her trapped body to get away from the prying, snub nosed tip her servant had pulled something else out from her bag. It was a small tub of what turned out to be yellow tinged ointment. The camera swooped in for a close-up as she daubed the ointment over her fingers, slipped them between Tabitha's straining thighs and proceeded to daub the cream liberally over the hard surface.

"At least she's going to get some lube," stated Natasha grimly as the fingers re-appeared to scoop up some more mixture. Batgirl was expecting them to get busy around Tabitha's gaping vagina opening, although it didn't look to her like she need much lube there judging by the oily juices that were already oozing out of her! To everyone's surprise though, they slipped deeper under Tabitha's bottom, pulling apart her cheeks and finding the tight little hole nestling behind her dark slit.

"Oh my God...," gasped Catgirl as she realised what was about to happen, "poor Tabitha..."

Batgirl tightened her grip on Catgirl's hand as they watched the finger circle that little hole a few times before forcing it's way deep inside. Straight away the camera switched to a close up of Tabitha's cringing features as her eyes widened in shock as the creamy fingers invaded her rear passage.

There was hardly time to breathe as the close-up switched downstairs again, the fingers slipped out of the tight ring and instead started to position Tabitha's quivering hips over the threatening stone member. The menacing tip was soon nestling up against the tight little entrance and as the camera zoomed back, they saw the breath that Tabitha had been holding whoosh out of her as her hips were pushed down and the hard nose forced it's way inside her!

Fortunately the servant gave her a few minutes to get used to the feeling as the stone rod started to penetrate her before pressing her hips down again and forcing the rough penis deeper and deeper. Tabitha was breathing hard as she adjusted to being impaled on the statue, but at least she had her weight back on her feet again as her eyes darted from side to side as she wondered what was coming next!

Again she didn't have long to wait!

Her servant quickly reached around the side of the statue and pulled another small lever. This one caused the upper part of the statue's body to tilt backwards about thirty degrees. It pulled the Tabitha back with it and she cried out in surprise. Now she was leaning back on the statue, her buttocks cupped by the statue's unfeeling hands, her legs suddenly left dangling in free air as her weight forced the stone member even deeper up her rear entrance. Her legs were still splayed out and her pussy mound was forced upwards and forwards by the curve of her body, leaving her dark slit wide open and vulnerable!

Batgirl cringed slightly as she watched helplessly. It didn't look good for Catgirl's friend.

24. Tabitha's Torment

Fortunately for Tabitha she now had a little respite whilst the camera switched to the other Kittens as first Annika and then Sammy suffered the same treatment.

When all three Kittens were finally left impaled on their respective statues, the 'servants' got together in a little huddle to congratulate each other. But the congratulations didn't last long and Batgirl watched in amazement as they quickly began to undress each other, releasing buttons and fastenings on each other's costumes before sliding them off and letting them drop to the floor.

The three were all fit young women, about the same height, with toned muscles and firm, pert breasts. Their pussies were shaved so it was impossible to tell whether they were all real blondes but that wasn't really what Batgirl was thinking about as they went over to their bags and drew out something that made all three observers in the conference room gasp together.

"Did they really have strap-ons in Roman times?" queried a shocked Batgirl.

"I don't think that Zynn is that bothered about historical accuracy you idiot!" snapped Catwoman in response.

Batgirl was about to fire back at her when her eyes widened again. These weren't any old strap-on! The thick black dildo, all of eight shiny inches on the ends of the harnesses was normal enough, but at the back was a second, smaller one set an angle upwards. This was clearly designed to fit inside and provide some stimulation for the wearer. Tabitha's eyes were focussed solely on the big black one in her acolytes hands though. There didn't seem much doubt where that was going!

With a quick, practiced hand Tabitha's servant was spreading some more cream from the tub over the big dildo, before spreading her legs and pushing the smaller one up against her own pussy lips. She looked a little strained as she forced the snub nose harder until it eased open her little pink entrance. As it began to slide inside though her expression changed to one of deep contentment and Batgirl could almost see the long, silent 'Ooooohhhhhh!' that her lips formed as it finally rammed completely in. She paused for a few seconds to take a few deep breaths before pulling the straps around her bum so that the big dildo was now waving menacingly out in front of her, and pointing straight at Tabitha's defenceless pussy!
When all three servants were similarly equipped they all took up position between their mistresses outstretched legs and paused as if waiting for a signal of some kind. Tabitha was straining her head up to see down, past her bare breasts, unable to move, impaled on the stony penis, and watch the way that the head of 'her' big dildo fluttered threateningly just an inch or so from her wet slit. Her eyes had a distant, hungry look to them. It was almost like she wanted it in her! Her servant seemed to be struggling a little to control her own feelings as well and she wiggled her hips slightly to settle the dildo thrust deep inside her to a more comfortable position.

"What the hell are they waiting for?!" snapped Catwoman angrily, frustrated at having to watch her Kitten's being humiliated and being able to do nothing about it!

"The betting's peaking on who'll climax first and how long it'll take. Zynn's waiting for the money to roll in!" added Natasha.

Before Catwoman could respond again, there was the sound of a whistle in the background and the action really did begin as each servant stepped forward, guiding the nose of the big dildos up to their targets and unceremoniously thrusting them deep into the helpless Kittens! There was a quick close up of all three Kittens faces on a split screen showing their eyes widen, their mouths open in shock as they sucked in air to deal with the electric feelings radiating out from between their legs as their hot caverns were simultaneously violated.

Batgirl thought that they might pause when they'd filled their victims vaginas, but evidently the competition to be first was keen and each of the servants began pumping hard straight away between their victims legs, giving the Kitten's no relief at all. All their faces looked strained as the pounding continued and even the servants were struggling to handle the action as their internal dildo's moved devilishly in sympathy! It should have been the Kitten's that were suffering more though as they were pummelled by the strap-ons, their breasts jerking about crazily, the violent motion forcing them up and down on the stone penis's at the same time. But no. Batgirl was amazed to see something approaching hunger in Tabitha's eyes as she wrapped her legs around her persecutor's hips, trying to pull the black serpent deeper into her!

Natasha had noticed too, "It must be that cream they're using! After they got that inside their fannies they've gone sex mad!"

Whatever it was, their reddened faces and tortured expressions meant that they all looked as though they were quickly getting close to another climax. The servant's buttocks were clenched tight as they thrust the dildo's enthusiastically back and forth, the vibrations rippling around their swollen clits, hitting every tingling nerve in their victim's red hot vagina's! The 'race' was on!

Tabitha won.

Her cry of pleasure and release when it finally hit her was almost a scream. The accompanying bell sound and her coloured counter flicking over to two confirmed what all could see. That she was being gripped by a monumental series of convulsions as the climax shuddered through her weary limbs!

It was obvious that the other two weren't far behind, and Annika's and Sammy's gasps and moans were increasing in intensity too as the molten fire being stoked between their legs finally sent them over the edge as well.

Catgirl had been holding Batgirl's hand tightly as she'd watched her friend forced into that big orgasm, and she'd relaxed slightly as it had taken her, expecting that to be the end of it, but she gripped hold hard again as she watched her friend's fucking continue unabated. If anything the servant's thrusting had speeded up, and Tabitha, who's legs had slipped down to dangle above the floor again when the orgasm had taken her, was bouncing about on the end of the twin interlopers between her legs like a rag doll! Batgirl's eyes were wide and she cringed in sympathy as her pussy imagined what it must feel like.

"Look at the counters on top of the screen. They've added a smaller one for the 'servants'! looks like it's a race for them as well!" explained Natasha, breathlessly.

So Tabitha's trials continued as her 'servant' desperately sought an orgasmic relief for herself! She was twisting now as well as thrusting, making her internal dildo work harder inside her, getting as much action on her clit as possible. Through it all Tabitha and the others were still being fucked relentlessly, and soon there was another 'dong' as Tabitha's counter went to three, and shortly after it tripped four and quickly afterwards five as her climaxes started to merge! Then at last, the servant's motions seemed to slow as her body tightened and she reached her own plateau, hanging on for a few more slow strokes as she teetered on the painful edge and then she too gasped as the orgasm took her. And finally she slumped forward onto her sweat covered 'mistress', dildo's still planted deeply inside them both, each one riding their own personal post-orgasmic pleasure rides. By then Tabitha's orgasm counter stood at nine, just short of double figures!

It seemed to take an age for the servant to recover. Eventually though she lifted herself and slowly, ever so slowly eased backwards. The camera had a close-up of the thick black monster easing out of Tabitha's swollen vagina, covered in her glistening juices. It seemed to take forever for the full length to slip out, leaving a large, dark hole behind, flowing with juices that the camera quickly zoomed into.

"Oh God," snapped Catgirl in disgust, "is there no privacy!"

It took a while longer for the other acolytes to complete their tasks on Annika and Sammy, and Batgirl saw that Tabitha was slowly recovering. Her breathing was starting to come under control again as she started to take notice of events around her, but she still looked a bit distant, as if living a dream of some kind. And she was still impaled on her personal butt-plug!

As they'd finished their tasks, the servants had come together in a group, strap-ons still waving in front of them, covered in their victims juices. They were chatting casually, maybe comparing experiences, and they were looking pretty shattered themselves by now!

"Oh well, at least it looks like they've finally had enough!" snapped Catwoman in a kind of controlled rage, "And about time too, poor Tabitha's looking ...hello, what ...?"

There had been movement near the archway, and all eyes switched that way!

25. Multiple Climaxes ... and Catwoman's Promise!

Alchemy too was watching the scene by the fountain with interest from the back of the video control room. He was seated next to his partners in crime and took the opportunity of removing Zynn's hand from his lap once again. Whilst they'd been following the action, it had made a habit of resting on his knee and then sliding up his thigh with an entirely predictable result when it reached its objective! And each time he'd been slower removing it as her expert fingers had fondled him into a distinctly unsettling hardness.

"Zynn! Will you control yourself!" he gasped finally, reddening slightly as he heard Octopussy chuckling quietly by his side at his discomfort.

"You shouldn't encourage her Alchemy. She's really got the hots for you after that last little performance the two of you had watching the delectable Shirley get her come-uppance."

"Well, now that we've finished setting the trap, don't you think that it's time to get on and make that phone call Zynn?" he continued, quickly changing the subject, "Now that Catwoman's seen the way that her Kittens have been treated she'll just walk straight into our trap. I bet she's gone absolutely ballistic!"

Madame Zynn took no notice and rested her hand back on his knee.

"Who said the performance was finished?" she smiled at him tauntingly.

He was shocked, "No...you can't be planning anything else Zynn... surely ...those Kittens look absolutely spent!"

The he saw the movement under the archway. He looked closer as a new figure walked jauntily into the square, forgetting Zynn's hand completely as it began to slide up the inside of his thigh again!

The new arrival was a short, stocky figure. His round head was clean shaven and his ebony black skin glistened in the bright yellow 'sunlight'. His strong, muscular physique was emphasized by bulging pecs and biceps but the things that stood out most were his broad smile and bright, brown eyes. He was light on his feet, despite his sturdy frame, and quickly covered the ground to the fountain-side to join the giggling group of acolytes. Tabitha's weary eyes followed him warily from her butt plug perch, unsure what his appearance could mean, wondering why he only wore a simple cloth loincloth that only partially disguised his manhood.

"Anthony's just the man to provide the finale!" gushed Zynn, her eyes watching the new arrival hungrily.

"He's one of your porn ..." started Alchemy.

"He's a 'performer' Alchemy," corrected Zynn impatiently as she gave his coiled up cock a gentle squeeze of admonition.

Whatever he was, the girls seemed pleased to see him as they hugged him and rubbed their hands over his smooth, hard muscles. It was then that Alchemy noticed the two gold medals that he was holding, on the ends of long white ribbons.

"Prizegiving time," confirmed Zynn, before adding with a smile, "Tabitha's servant wins by about a million orgasms!"

And it was Tabitha's naked blonde servant that he drew forward. He made a big thing of turning around the 'audience' and showing the medal before looping the ribbon over the servants head and letting the large metallic disc nestle between her perky young breasts. He pulled her to him and gave her a quick hug before kissing her on the cheek and drawing back. His hands rested on her narrow shoulders and his smile widened as he gentle pressed her downwards.

It was apparent that the other servants had been busy whilst the camera dwelled on their top halves, because when she was on her knees it was clear that his loincloth had been undone and was now rumpled up on the floor at his feet. It was also clear that he was endowed with a piece of manhood that was a match for the big black strap-ons that the women still wore! His huge erection stood out impressively in front of the young woman's face and she quickly took it in her hands, drawing it to her face where her lips greedily began to lick and kiss at the throbbing tip.

His grin was even wider now as he let her pleasure him. She worked her way up and down his straining length for a while before finally finishing at the bulbous head, opening her mouth wide and sucking him inside, struggling with his wide girth in her throat. He stood that delicious feeling for just a few minutes, his wide grin starting to look a little strained as her tongue got to work. Then he held her head and pulled himself back and out, his stiff black shaft now glistening with her saliva.

Then he pulled her up onto her feet, both of them sporting big black erections still and moved towards Tabitha on the fountain statue who watched their approach with a mixture of wild emotions running across her face. The foreboding and trepidation were natural enough given what she'd just been through, but the underling lust and animal like hunger surprised even Madame Zynn.

"Amazing," she murmured, almost to herself, "she's absolutely insatiable! I really do need to get more of these Kittens on the show!!"

When he was stood between her splayed out legs he lifted the remaining medal, showed it to the audience again and then leaned forward over Tabitha's naked form to wrap the ribbon around her neck. Because she was leaning backwards on the statue, and her hair was built up he had to reach a long way forward and Tabitha's eyes widened as she felt his massive cock push up against her pussy slit, and then slip inside her sopping wet hole. His perennial big grin widened again as he forced himself deeper whilst positioning the medal between her sweat covered breasts, sliding right up to the hilt and filling her gushing cavern completely again.

He rested there for a few seconds, enjoying the sensation of the way she enveloped him, before lifting his face to her and briefly kissing her on the lips. But he quickly pulled back and dropped his head so that he could capture her nipples in his mouth, instantly bringing them erect again with his tongue and teeth. He was still easing forward into her, keeping up the pressure inside her, but didn't start to thrust, just letting her feel his throbbing hardness occupy her as her arousal soared again.

And then her servant got busy with her fingers, reaching between the two joined bodies, searching out and finding Tabitha's clit and then hitting it with a swift and devastating massage! Tabitha didn't have the energy left to fight it and Alchemy heard a small cheer from around the control room as the bell gonged and Tabitha's O-counter count went up yet another notch!

Then she let out a long drawn out moan as Anthony let go of her hips and pulled slowly, ever so slowly out of her, making her feel ever glorious inch of his big cock as her pulsating vagina desperately tried to cling onto him!!

None of the audience thought that that would be the end of it though. And it wasn't!!

As he finally pulled away, his big waving cock now covered in Tabitha's oily juices, he pulled the servant between them and, using his big hands on her buttocks, forced her hips up between Tabitha's legs, and the big black dildo strap-on smoothly replaced him inside Tabitha's raging hot pussy. The gasp from both girls reminded Alchemy that the servant was wearing a double dildo and had felt the jolt of that sudden penetration almost as much as Tabitha!

She didn't get time to recover though as she felt the black man's fingers roughly pulling her bum cheeks apart and exposing the entrance to her back passage. He rubbed the oily wet tip of his erection around that tight entrance for a few seconds before his buttocks tightened and he pushed forward and started to open her up.

Tabitha was looking at her tormenters in amazement as she felt the strap-on dildo press even harder inside her. The servant's eyes were wide in amazement too, her mouth open and her face straining with tension as she felt him spread out and invade her, holding her breath as she tried to control the sensations hitting her from both of her violated entrances. Her body was squeezed up between the man and Tabitha, and when he started to thrust back and forth she lost control and climaxed almost immediately!

Tabitha wasn't far behind either because each of the mighty thrusts that Antony was making into the servant was also driving the strap-on dildo deep into Tabitha, so as he fucked the servant hard and fast, he was also fucking Tabitha as well.

Both women were at his mercy, the fires raging between their legs as he started to increase his pace, the orgasms coming fast and deep as he hit a steady rhythm that showed no sign of abating.

"My God!" gasped Alchemy in dismay after a while, watching the two women almost dancing on the end of his big cock, "surely he can't go on much longer!"

And, fortunately for Tabitha, he didn't.

His big, permanent grin was getting more fixed by the second as he felt the electric tension building intolerably inside his loins as he slid in and out of the acolytes tight grip. Alchemy had admired his control but could see that he was quickly coming to a climax of his own and eventually, after what had seemed like an age, he finally gave out a big grunt as he erupted inside his victim.

The orgasm counters on the screen had reached ridiculous levels as he collapsed forward onto his victims and the two woman looked semi-delirious after being taken to such erotic heights for so long. Even now, Alchemy could see Tabitha's legs quivering in reaction!

But now that really was the end of the show, and he turned to Zynn again having stood up awkwardly to get his trapped erection out of her playful hands.

"Okay, you've had your fun now, let's make that call and set the trap. You must have made plenty on that show judging by the betting levels!"

Zynn was positively glowing, if a little disappointed that Alchemy had wriggled away from her, "You're definitely right about that one my partner in revenge, and just think what money we'll bring in when we've got Catwoman to star in the next one!"

Alchemy and Octopussy looked on in anticipation as she picked up the silver phone from the table.

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Back in Catwoman's conference room, the atmosphere was charged with emotion.

Catgirl had looked on in silent horror throughout Tabitha's reluctant starring role. Batgirl had felt her hand tightening on her own as each stage of the production progressed into ever more discomfort. She was getting angry herself now, not in any sympathy for the captured Kitten's, but because of the pain being inflicted on her new, re-found, lover.

Catwoman had been watching with a steely hard intensity. She'd been cursing slowly and continuously throughout, her voice getting sharper but remaining threateningly calm and vicious.

Natasha hadn't said a word, but her face was grim, her eyes radiating a deep seated hatred. It was clear that she wasn't going to forget the way that her Kittens had been treated. But she was the one to caution Catwoman against doing anything rash. The first thing was to rescue the Kittens and only then should they take revenge.

When the phone rang though, seconds later, Catwoman snatched it up instantly, her harsh words ringing round the room.

"YOU MISERABLE FUCKING WITCH ZYNN!! I'M GOING TO TAKE GREAT DELIGHT IN TAKING YOU AND YOU'RE SO-CALLED FUCKING GANG APART LIMB FROM LIMB AFTER THIS! AND DON'T THINK FOR ONE SECOND THAT I WON'T FIND YOU NOW...YOU'RE FUCKING DAYS ARE NUMBERED!!

"Oh well," thought Batgirl wearily, "...nothing too rash about that then!"

To Be Continued...

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