From me@who.knows.where.com Wed Feb 26 09:28:31 1997

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

Subject: Batgirl - The Untold Origin - Part 1 (bd, rape, nc, young)

From: me@who.knows.where.com

Date: Wed, 26 Feb 1997 14:28:31 GMT



Batgirl - The Untold Origin



Part I



The young girl snuggled into her bed following the best day of her

life. The sheets were cool against her skin, and she giggled again at

the thought of sleeping nude. She had done it before, but somehow it

was different tonight, more grown up.



That morning she had received word she had gotten perfect scores on

the college-level chemistry and biology tests she'd taken two weeks

ago. Then, in the finals of the state gymnastics competition, she

emerged overall champion, not scoring under 9.8 in any event. Her

coach told her she had and excellent chance to make the Olympic team!



Finally, on the bus ride back from the championships, the most

gorgeous boy on the team made out with her in the darkened back seat.

So exhilarated was she by all the day's events that, even though this

was just the first time she'd ever been kissed by a boy, she let him

feel her small, budding breasts over her shirt.



The girl smiled as she recalled his fingers searching out her hard

nipples while the bus rolled through the night. It was that experience

that prompted her to sleep nude. She wanted to imagine what it must be

like to lay naked beside a boy.



Goose flesh rose on her body and she shivered, but not from her

increasingly erotic thoughts. Had Dad turned up the air conditioner

again? No, she smelled fresh air. Suddenly the hair on the nape of her

neck rose. Turning quickly, she saw a shadowy figure standing between

her bed and the now-open window. She gasped, but any scream she might

have made was silenced when he forced a short, thick plastic shaft

into her mouth. Trying to fight her assailant and cover her nudity at

the same time, the young girl stood no chance. Within seconds the gag

was fastened around her head, her wrists cuffed behind her, and her

ankles bound to her wrists.  Caught in a cruelly efficient hog-tie,

the girl could only watch in horror as he slipped one arm under her

shoulders and another hand between her naked legs. All her muted

squealing would never wake her father three rooms and one floor away.

As he lifted her off the bed she tried to make out his face, but all

she could see of her attacker was his white teeth as he grinned at

her.



"Now, my child," he said in a terrifying whisper, squeezing her pussy.

"I'll show you what little girls are for!"



She rode uncomfortably on the floor of a van to his hideout, sobbing

quietly, more frightened than ever before in her young life. He

carried her into a large, abandoned building, the putrid smell of

decay all around her. His footsteps echoed as he carried his captive

into the basement, which turned out to be well-let, though there was

no evidence of that from the street outside. The only furniture was

odd-looking tables and saw horses. In one corner, the girl saw a

pillory like the Pilgrims used. There were also several strange

machines, the purpose of which she couldn't fathom but which

frightened her beyond reason. There were also ropes and chains hanging

from the ceiling.



"Ahhh...home sweet home!" the man said, taking a deep breath of stale

air. He twisted her nipple ferociously and laughed when she squealed

from pain. "You're gonna love it here! My name is Mind Bender, and

we're about to have a very close relationship! Haaaaaa hahahahahaha!"



The girl shrank in despair as he cackled with insane glee. He looked

like a buffoon in the yellow and green skintight costume he wore, but

that only seemed to increase her fear. He began unlocking her cuffs,

and the child looked for a chance to escape, but none came. Without

releasing her feet, he retied her wrists to one of the ropes hanging

from the ceiling, then pulled her erect. With her body stretched taut,

Mind Bender left her after a brief examination of his prize.



She watched him set up some sort of track in a wide circle around her.

Then he set up a tripod on the track, and mounted an expensive video

camera onto that.



"One of my many toys," he chuckled as he approached his young captive,

flexing his muscles under the ghastly costume. He moved behind her and

pointed a remote control at the camera, which quietly switched on.



The girl, horrified at being filmed naked, closed her eyes and lowered

her head, but was helpless to do more.



"Greetings! I am Mind Bender!" the villain behind her said to the

camera. "I'm sure you'll recognize your daughter. She and I are about

to have a lot of fun together!"



At this point he cupped her small, firm breasts in his gloved hands

and squeezed them hard. The girl whimpered into her gag and shuddered

but he continued mauling her, pulling her tender nipples with all his

might. Her pain multiplied when she heard him say "daughter." That

could only mean he intended to send the tape to her father!



"You have a fine child, sir." He moved on hand down to stroke her

pussy, running his fingers through the thin fringe of brown pubic

hair. "As long as you pay the ransom I requested in the note I left on

her pillow, she won't be permanently harmed. But in case you need to

know to what depths I am capable of...." The girl gasped and her eyes

flew open as he pushed a finger into her tight, virgin hole. "Allow me

to give you a demonstration."



Mind Bender knelt to the helpless girl's feet and tied ropes around

her ankles before removing the shackles. Pulling the ropes through

widely separated pulleys in the ceiling, he hauled her feet off the

floor until they were waist-high and spread nearly 180 degrees.



The child, groaning under the strain on her wrists and shoulders, was

humiliated beyond all measure as the vile creatures stopped to gaze

hungrily at her wide open pussy. The camera was also right before her,

and the thought of her father seeing her this way deepened her shame.



"Delicious, isn't she?" Mind Bender cackled, patting her pussy. He

slid the length of his finger up and down her pink slit. The girl

shuddered, telling herself the reaction was revulsion. It had to be!



"Now for the moment you've been waiting for!" He pulled at the yellow

trunks of his ridiculous costume, showing that they were held together

only by Velcro, and they tore away easily. The child's eyes widened in

new fear as she gazed upon his terrifying ten-inch prick, as thick as

her wrist! He wagged his erection in front of the camera. "This should

clearly demonstrate the depths I can attain! HAAAAAA hahahahahahaha!"

He laughed insanely at his own sick joke.



Mind Bender clicked the remote control again and the tripod began to

roll on the track around her, yet the camera remained focused squarely

on her.



"Now, my sweet," the villain said, turning back to his naked captive.

"Let's show your daddy what being a good girl really means!"



She shook her head in desperate futility, pleading with her

terror-stricken eyes, but he mercilessly advanced on her, his monster

cock brushing against her tiny, virgin opening. He waited until the

camera had an unobstructed angle, then grabbed her small ass in his

huge hands and shoved his hips forward with all the brutal strength he

could muster.



His entire ten inch rod slammed into her dry vagina. The slap of his

pelvis against hers was like a rifle shot, and he cold feel her soft,

puffy vulva being mashed and bruised as he rotated his hips, twisting

his cock around inside her. The girl squeezed her eyes shut and a

high-pitched squeal of agony came from her gagged mouth as her body

shuddered and shook at the sudden violent intrusion.



"I must say, she has a tight cunt!" the madman laughed.



The girl thrashed her head as she struggled to cope with the

incomprehensible pain inside her. She felt he must have ruptured her

vagina, split her velvety tunnel apart like a banana peel. Her body

shook and quivered spasmodically. To her surprise, Mind Bender removed

her gag, and the heart-rending scream of agony that immediately

followed seemed only to spur the sick man on.



"Daddy, help me!" she cried, despite her best intentions to be strong.

"He's killing me! He's killing me Daddeeeeeeee! Oh God, please HELP!"

After that he began to fuck her dry hole with a madman's ferocity, and

the overwhelming pain that wracked her ravaged body left her able to

articulate nothing more than gurgled shrieks.



Mind Bender was unmoved, however. He continued slamming into her with

pile driver force. The blood from her shredded hymen, her lost

virginity, provided some measure of lubrication, for her sex provided

none of its own, so great was the pain.



Slowly the camera circled around them, recording every angle of the

girl's torment. Mind Bender hummed a cheerful little tune as the

vicious rape continued, and for good measure he began to maul her

breasts again.



The onslaught continued for several more minutes before he finally

grunted and shot his come deep into the young girl's womb. To her it

was like a flood of acid burning her life away from the inside, and

she cried out again, her face now stained from a flood of tears. Mind

Bender unceremoniously pulled out of the limp, sobbing girl and put on

his trunks again before stopping and facing the camera tripod. Deep

red blood began to ooze out of the girl's pussy as her head lolled

back.



"I'm sure you'll be glad to know your daughter is a great fuck!" the

madman jeered. Then his expression turned deadly serious. "If you

agree to the terms in my note, arrange to have the bat signal turned

on three times in quick succession at 11:05 p.m. tomorrow night. If

not," he turned to the quivering girl, he head sagging on her chest,

and put a finger under he chin to lift her face to the camera. "If

not, the next film you get will be of her death by slow torture."



"No, please..." the girl softly pleaded, and with an exaggerated

gesture Mind Bender waved the remote and turned off the camera.



"I would say your movie debut was a phenomenal success!" the criminal

chortled. "But you're probably tired of hanging around." He let her

down and released her, but her muscles were so strained, her mind so

shattered, that she could not move. Showing no patience or mercy to

the crumpled girl on the floor, he gripped a handful of her brown hair

and dragged her across the room, hoisted her onto a table, and chained

her wrists and ankles to it.



"Gotta go now!" Mind Bender said happily, getting the tape from the

camera. "I'll be back as soon as I see this safely delivered." He

turned and left, leaving the girl helpless, hurt, humiliated, and

without hope.



Within an hour he was back, but said little to his captive other than

to taunt her that he had broken the tape by dropping it outside the

door, and they'd have to make a new one.



"April Fool!" he laughed at the quivering girl. "Oh, I forgot, it's

not April yet, is it? Don't worry, the tape is fine, and I'm sure your

Daddy will get a bundle of kicks out of watching it!"



He laughed insanely, louder than ever before, as he left the room

again, shutting off the light. The girl lay helpless in complete

darkness for hours, unable to sleep.



When Mind Bender returned in the morning, she had regained much of her

strength, if not her composure. She cringed when he ran his hands

almost affectionately over her exposed flesh. "Hmmm, a few bruises on

your tits and cunt, but otherwise I'd say you're hardly damaged at

all. Good. I like a girl with a strong constitution!"



She gathered up her will and forced herself to say, "Please, I'm very

thirsty. May I please have some water?" Mind Bender frowned but

eventually poured a glass of water down her throat.



He returned to her off and on the rest of the day to torment her. Once

he put powerful alligator clips on her red nipples. He returned an

hour later, and responded to the sobbing girl's pleas to remove them

by adding two more to her inner labia. An hour after that, he added

one to her tiny clitoris as well. It was another hour and a half

before he finally returned to remove them all, and by that time the

girl's body was shaking, and tears of agony were streaming down her

face.  She begged him shamelessly to remove them, and to her surprise

he did.



No sooner were the clips gone, however, than he produced a long needle

and casually pierced her left nipple, then her right. As the girl

shrieked and shook in her bonds, he fitted gold rings into the holes.

Then he forced the needle through the fleshy hood over her clit,

sending new paroxysms of pain through her, and put another ring in

her, all the while joyfully singing "Put On A Happy Face."



In the afternoon he released her from the table at last, but locked

her wrists and elbow behind her, put a chain on her pussy ring, and

led her around in circles like an animal on a leash, singing "Here We

Go Round The Mulberry Bush." She struggled to trot along after him,

each hesitation or misstep causing him to pull hard on the chain, and

agony knifed through her as though the ring had been ripped completely

through her sensitive flesh.



Mind Bender delighted in torturing and humiliating the girl. Every cry

of pain seemed to inspire some new atrocity. As evening settled in he

began a game of making her say shameful things. Any refusal or

hesitation, or even if she didn't sound sincere, resulted in a tug of

one of her rings or worse.



"I want to suck your cock," she was forced to say. "I want your big

prick fucking my hungry pussy!"



"I have an idea," Mind Bender said as the night wore on. "I want to

watch you play with your pussy. Use your fingers. I'm sure you know

how!"



He cackled with mad glee as the girl slowly spread her legs in front

of him. She hesitated and pleaded with him with her eyes. She got a

quick tug on her nipple rings in return. A fresh torrent tears, born

of stinging pain and terrible humiliation, rolled down her red cheeks

as she moved her hands to her pussy. She began to massage it, but the

ring made the area too swollen and sore to get any stimulation. She

struggled at her abhorrent task for only a couple of minutes before he

jumped up.



"Damn! You almost made me forget. It's nearly time for the signal.

Come on!"



He grabbed her pussy leash and yanked her across the room. The girl

desperately struggled to maintain her balance. The vile creature took

her to the pillory and locked her neck and wrists into the device. It

forced her to bend ninety degrees at the hips. He locked her ankles in

the footboard of the device, spread wide.



"Now, you need something to keep you occupied, I think. You don't want

to be bored, do you? This should do just the trick."



The girl was facing the wall, and couldn't see anything happening in

the room, but she heard him doing something with metal, setting

something up behind her. Unexpectedly, she felt her ravaged pussy

violated again. In a sudden fit of panic, she screamed and twisted in

her bondage, but it was too late. Something had penetrated her deeply,

something cold and hard. Next she felt him tugging at her pussy ring,

and instinctively knew he had attached the device to her.



With shocking suddenness, the thing came alive. It vibrated inside her

with an intensity she couldn't have imagined, and she gasped from the

unexpected sensation. She heard an intake of air behind her, and felt

the device pull out of her pussy. But just when it was about to be

withdrawn completely, she heard a quick whoosh and the shaft was

rammed back into her. It was hooked up to some bizarre hydraulic

device, she realized.



"How do you like it, hmmm?" Mind Bender chuckled. "I think it should

keep you...involved, until I get back!"



The girl shuddered as the vibrating dildo pumped slowly in and out of

her torn, bruised pussy. She slowly became aware that with each stroke

the tempo increased slightly.



She shuddered again. The vibration of the thing was maddening. It

caused a growing sensation deep within her she had not felt before. It

confused her, for it wasn't painful. It was the first thing he'd done

to her that didn't hurt, and she dreaded the possibility that it was a

trick, that unspeakable agony was to follow.



Instead, she quivered yet again. A warmth spread through her, and she

began to perspire. At that moment, Mind Bender returned.



"Success!" he cried, dancing around the room. "Success, success,

success, success! They've followed my instructions with the

bat-signal, and I'm going to be rich!" He leaned close to her ear.

"And you, my charming little twat, will be free to return to your

Daddy, much as I would like to keep you with me. You've

been...entertaining."



The girl closed her eyes and moaned. "Ahh, I see you appreciate the

toy I gave you," he said, stroking her firm ass. The girl didn't

reply, but her breathing became heavy and ragged. The dildo was

pumping faster now, very fast.



Mind Bender groped around where the shaft entered her, then wiped his

finger under her nose, leaving a trail of her own scent. "I see you've

finally discovered the secret to enjoying sex."



'Uhhh," she grunted, and her hips bucked involuntarily.



Suddenly there was a loud crash behind her, across the room. "It's all

over, Mind Bender!" It was a voice she'd never heard before, deep and

raspy, and it frightened her as much as her tormenter.



But Mind Bender was clearly suddenly frightened as well. "How did you

find me?" he cried.



"Spectroscopic analysis of dust particles on your note, plus careful

study of mud on the cassette case where you apparently dropped it

limited your location to a ten square block area of the city. A

process of elimination reduced your possible hideout to fifty

buildings. From there it was just a matter of searching."



"You won't stop me! This hallucinogenic gas will stop you!"



The girl heard something rattle on the floor near the raspy voice,

then a pop and hiss.



"Your grenades won't stop a man with a gas mask," the raspy voice

said. "Wait...You monster! What have you done to her!"



The girl detected a new fury in the man's voice, and it terrified her

even more. Still, she felt her body growing more tingly as the tempo

of the pumping dildo intensified to monstrous speed, now fucking her

faster than any human could. She made gurgling noises as her hips

twisted around in circles. She was aware of a faint pungent odor in

the air and a sense of dizziness at the same time, the room seeming to

spin around her, and she wondered if she was inhaling the gas.



"I'll see you hang for this!” The mystery man growled, much closer to

her now. To the girl it sounded as if he was completely out of

control. What would he do to a helpless naked girl if he got the

chance? Would she be any better off than before?



"Wait!" Mind Bender cried. "See this remote? It triggers a needle

inside that dildo! If you touch her, the needle will extract from the

shaft and inject her cunt with a lethal poison! She'll die instantly!"



The girl squirmed and shivered in the stocks, her hips bucking back

and forth and the dildo pounded into her and sweat rolled down her

face. She could see shadows on the wall of the two men behind her, and

they seemed to come alive to her increasingly fogged brain, swarming

over her, touching her, fondling her....



"She's only a child! Are you really that sick?" the raspy voice said.



"Call it a gift!" Mind Bender cackled. "I was born with it!"



Suddenly the girl heard a whirling whistle, a thud, and the clatter of

the remote skidding across the floor.



"I'll have you for breakfast!" snarled the deep-voiced man, suddenly

on the other side of the room. But to the drug-hazed girl, it was as

though the voice came from one of the twisting shadows around her, and

it seemed to be talking to her, closing around her and running a long

black tongue over her helpless body as if tasting her. She groaned

loudly as the unyielding dildo slammed into her pussy again and again.



She heard a series of crashes, smacks and cries of pain, and realized

Mind Bender was getting beat up pretty badly. In the meantime, the

shaft driving in and out of her cunt was moving her to uncontrollable

heights of passion. He body shook and trembled, and she moaned

constantly with obvious lust.



At last the noises ended. "That scum," the raspy voice said. "This is

a camera remote. He was bluffing!"



The girl, by now frantic as the dildo was fired in and out of her hot

pussy with incredible speed, felt perspiration roll down her face. She

grunted and groaned, her naked body writhing in building ecstasy.



And then, suddenly, it stopped. She cried out with frustration. She

could sense she was on the brink of a glorious release, but the man,

whoever he was, stopped it. Then she sensed the shadow and the man

become one, a great beast hovering over her, caressing her yet not

touching her. Then the beast was touching her, down between her spread

legs, and she heard something snap. The dildo was pulled away, despite

her straining backward to keep it inside her.



As her body squirmed, her pussy brushed the shadow-man's finger, right

on her clit, and that was all it took. "Ahhhh! Ohh yes! YES!" she

cried as her first orgasm surged through her body. At that same

moment, a horrifying vision appeared inches in front of her face, as

the shadow-monster suddenly congealed into a bizarre face, dark and

menacing, with triangular slits for eyes and a cruel, thin mouth.



The vision was more terrifying than anything Mind Bender had done, and

at the height of her climax she screamed in new horror at the

unexpected sight, certain she was looking upon a demon from hell. She

shivered as fear and passion exploded together inside her. The

combination of emotions rocked her to her very soul, shattered her

mind and body. She was left weak and spent while the man she finally

recognized as the Batman released her from the pillory.



She fell to the floor, a quivering heap of flesh. Batman removed his

cape and carefully wrapped her in it, then lifted her easily in his

powerful arms and carried her outside.



"I'm sorry Barbara," he said with a softness and gentleness she

wouldn't have thought possible only moments before.



Barbara Gordon understood why he said that, but somewhere inside the

little girl she was dimly aware of a woman who was very grateful to

the Batman, and not just for rescuing her.





