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From: an144366@anon.penet.fi (Mr. X)
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Subject: NEW! Batgirl and Catwoman [Rape, Bondage]
Date: Thu, 29 Dec 1994 00:16:47
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Batgirl, Catwoman and any other characters from
the Batman story line are copyrighted by DC comics.
Any similarity between names, characters and places in this
story are purely coincidental. This story is written solely
for entertainment purposes and cannot be used or redistributed
for the purposes of making money or profit.

WARNING - WARNING - WARNING - WARNING - WARNING

This story contains very descriptive scenes of sex,
bondage and rape. If you do not like to read such material
             DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER!!!!

The fates of both Batgirl and Catwoman in parts 4, 5 and 6
are based on suggestions sent in by several female readers.
God, I love the '90s!!!! :)

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Part 4:

     CLUNK! The dish dropped another inch.
The two exhausted heroines sprang back to
life as they again tried to bring on yet
another climax.
     "I can't take much more of this!"
Catwoman mumbled desperately from underneath
Batgirl. "I'm about ready to pass out!"
     "Me too," Batgirl replied wearily.
"We've got to escape, but how?"
     Both girls could hear the bubbling of
the deadly acid below them as they feverishly
tried to think of anyway to escape. Suddenly,
Catwoman squeezed Batgirl tightly and froze.
     "What Catwoman! Don't pass out!" Batgirl
screamed fearing the harsh skin treatment she
was going to receive if Catwoman lost
consciousness.
     "No. I'm not beaten yet," Selena
replied, "there, across the room." she said
rolling both girls over so Batgirl could have
a look.
     There, sitting on a window sill licking
its paws in anticipation of a fish dinner,
was a blonde hared tabby. It sat looking in
curiosity at the two unusual fish laying on
the disposal dish.
     "A cat!" Batgirl cried out spraying
Catwoman's lubricant with a heavy breathe of
shock. "What the hell are you getting excited
about a cat for!" she cried.
     "Just hold still!" Catwoman replied
harshly squeezing the small of Batgirl's back
so tight that she was unable to barely breath
let alone move. Selena stared over Barbara's
rear into the cat's eyes and for a moment the
two didn't move, woman and cat staring long
and deep into each other's eyes.
     The plate began dropping at a regular
pace now. Barbara sprang to life in wiggling
desperation as she tried to continue in a
futile attempt at stopping the winch again.
Selena, however, continued to hold the
frantic heroine firmly, completely ignoring
the winch's downward progress. The sounds of
the acid grew louder and louder as the plate
grew closer to the pool. Then, Barbara froze
in shear terror as she heard the sizzle of
the acid as it made contact with the
underside of the plate. It was only seconds
now before she would die a horrible, painful
death.
     Suddenly, the tabby sprang to life and
leapt off the window sill, jumping almost
halfway to the tank in a single leap. Then,
like some driven jungle cat it bolted across
the floor and jumped up the metal staircase
to the winch controls. Sitting there for just
a moment it looked curiously at the controls,
cocking its head sideways in slight
confusion. It then reached up with both paws
and leaned all its weight on the winch lever,
pulling it completely down.
     The machine made a loud clunking sound
and the plate shook to a stop. Then the
machine made a series of loud hissing sounds
as various pistons let out their air pressure
and the plate raised back up, over the side
of the tank and was set back down safely on
the ground.
     The two girls quickly rolled off the
plate and onto the cold cement floor.
Barbara, seeing a puddle of fresh, hissing
acid near her, leaned her hands out and
dipped her ropes in the tiny pool. After a
few moments, the acid burned her ropes
through and the two girls were free.
	"How did you... what happened... how did
that cat...?" Barbara stammered in utter
confusion as she finished removing the ropes
tied around her legs and waist.
     Selena took Barbara by the chin and
looked her deep in the eye. "They don't call
me Catwoman for nothing." she said in a deep,
calm, sultry voice, sprouting a wicked,
sinful grin.
     Both girls stood up slowly, never
breaking eye contact. Selena's hand slowly
guided Barbara, by her chin, to her feet.
Both girls were scared to death. They stood,
facing each other, shivering from both the
cold, stone floor and from the massive
amounts of adrenaline that was coursing
through their veins. Both of their naked, wet
bodies were covered with a thick, shimmery
film of sweat from the experience and from
utter physical exhaustion.
     Selena's firm grip softened and she
slowly slide her hand over Barbara's soft,
girlish cheek. She gently caressed her cheek,
moving her hand back and forth, barely
touching the surface of Barbara's skin.
     Barbara stood staring back at Selena,
her lower lip quivering slightly from the
excitement. She raised her hand and slide her
fingers tenderly over Selena's left nipple,
touching it just enough to move the nipple
slightly as each of her fingers made contact.
She then moved her hand slowly down the
curvature of Selena's large breast and gently
slid her fingers along its underside, lightly
stroking Selena's skin with slow and sensual
tickles.
     Selena surged slightly as a wave of
warmth flowed up her back and across her
shoulders. Her muscles sank as the sensation
slowly relaxed her, making her feel
pleasantly calm. Her tense face softened and
she closed her eyelids as she let the feeling
encompass her.
     With her free hand, Selena reached over
and slowly placed her middle finger under
Barbara's bare nipple. With extreme care and
delicacy, she slid her finger around the
underside of Barbara's nipple, lightly
tickling it, moving it ever so gently in a
semi circular fashion.
     Barbara's eyes slowly closed as she too
surged with the sensation. Her nipples grew
hard and erect as the sensation swept across
her weary, naked body like a wave of warm
water across a sun drenched beach. Her head
curled back and her lips opened slightly as
her mouth slowly relaxed.
     Selena took a small step forward, moving
close enough so the bottom of her breasts
lightly touched the top of Barbara's. At the
same time, she softly slide her hand around
Barbara's waist and placed it firmly, but
gently against the small of the young girl's
back.
     Barbara arched her back slightly as she
opened her eyes with a gentle shock. Selena
lowered her head and stared deeply into the
young girl's heavy, light brown eyes. For a
long moment both women stared into each
others pupils, looking long and deep into
each other's hearts and feeling the waves of
sexual emotions that both girls shared. It
was as though both were surrounded by some
magical bubble which separated them from the
rest of the world and brought them into their
own private universe.
     Moving slowly and carefully, Selena
lowered her face and turned her head to one
side as she cautiously brought her lips close
to Barbara's. Barbara lowered her eyes as she
innocently watched Selena's mouth grow closer
and closer to hers. Not realizing she had
moved her own arms, Barbara's hands had
slowly curled around Selena, her one hand
slightly touching Selena's back under her arm
and the other reaching over the amazon's
shoulder and lightly touching her auburn
black hair.
     Barbara could feel Selena's warm gentle
breath on her lips as her mouth grew nearer.
A wave of heavy, dull warmth flowed through
Barbara as Selena made contact. She gently
rocked her head ever so slightly, softly
rubbing Barbara's lower lip with her own. The
two girls began moving their heads slowly in
a slight circular motion, tenderly touching
and teasing the other's mouth with the light,
gentle touch of the other's soft, dry lips.
     Selena then drew in Barbara's lower lip
with her lips, gently grabbing it and giving
it a soft kiss, so soft that it barely moved
Barbara's mouth. At first the innocent girl
didn't respond, her mouth remained relaxed
and motionless. Selena then moved her mouth
over Barbara's lips so that her lips rested
just against the girl's mouth. She then gave
the young girl a slight kiss, barely touching
her lips with her own. Again Barbara didn't
respond.
     Another gentle kiss followed. This time,
Barbara moved her lips slightly in response.
Selena pressed a little harder and kissed
again. Barbara responded by tilting her head
softly forward and pressing her lips against
Selena's. Both girls drew each other close
and they slowly kissed each other long, warm
and tenderly.
     Barbara had never experienced anything
like this before. Of course, the previous few
days events had put her through a heavy array
of intense sexual encounters but this was
different, unexpected, almost forbidden in
nature. In one soft, sensual gesture, Selena
had opened Barbara's eyes to a truly warm and
wonderful hidden secret inside herself and,
at the same time, had brought her true
feelings about her own sexuality to the
surface. She had never known she had
compassion for or even cared about being with
another woman but now the feelings she had
were so honest, so right.
     The two girls embraced each other
tightly and they began to heavily kiss each
other, their hands gliding gently over each
others' bare backs and shoulders. Selena then
raised her head and cupped Barbara's cheek
with her hand. With her other hand she pushed
on the small of Barbara's back and guided her
toward the bedroom where Selena had
originally been tied up and taken advantage
of.
     Batgirl sauntered into the room and,
without hesitation, slowly crawled onto the
large, king sized bed and sat with her legs
curled to one side, staring innocently and
sensually at Catwoman. Selena quietly shut
the door and walked over to a table that sat
against the bedroom wall, never breaking eye
contact with the young heroine as she
traveled across the room.
     On the table were several strips of
black, silk cloth, the same strips that were
used to bind and gag Selena earlier. Picking
one up, she slowly walked toward Barbara,
wrapping the ends of the cloth around each of
her own hands and pulling it tight with a
slight snap.
     Barbara's shoulders sank and her eyes
closed heavily as she leaned forward
submissively toward Selena. The dark hared
amazon then sat down on the side of the bed
next to her. Selena set the cloth across
Barbara's bare thigh and reached out with
both hands placing them gently on the young
girl's shoulders. Slowly and lightly she ran
her hands down Barbara's arms, pulling
Barbara's arms together and crossing her
hands in front of her.
     Barbara's heart sank low and heavy in
her chest as a wave of sexual anticipation
rushed through her. This was too good to be
true. This woman knew how to touch her, knew
how to tease her, knew her every sexual
fantasy. She was like an open book, bare and
exposed to the world and this wild, erotic
woman knew how to read every word.
     Selena tied Barbara's hands together in
a snug but gentle knot. Grabbing the girl by
her crossed hands and lowering her down with
her other arm, Selena lay Barbara on her back
and pulled her arms over her head. Using the
remainder of the clothe, she tied the young
girl's hands to the bed post, securing her
safely in place.
	After a few moments, Selena raised
another clothe and slowly lowered it over
Barbara's face. She pressed it firmly over
the girl's eyes and wrapped it around her
head, tying and blindfolding the young
heroine.
     Selena then leaned over Barbara and
looked deep and long at her young, innocent
and beautiful face. Slowly and teasingly she
again began to nip and kiss Barbara's wet,
full lips. Both girls exchanged kiss after
kiss, losing themselves in the experience.
     After several long, passionate
exchanges, Selena raised her head slightly
and looked down at Barbara's bare breasts.
Looking back at the young girl, she sprouted
a pleasing smile as she ran her hand slowly
and softly over Barbara's bare shoulders and
down over her firm, ripe breast.
     Her fingers danced lightly on the girl's
delicate skin as they stroked the area around
her erect nipple, making slow, gentle circles
around it. Then, using the finger nail on her
middle finger, Selena lightly flicked
Barbara's ripe nipple, causing it to shift
ever so slightly. Barbara moaned at the
unexpected but pleasant feeling.
     Using all three fingers she then began
to gently tickle the underside of Barbara's
breast, teasing and taunting her nipple with
an occasional flick or bump, never pressing
hard enough to shift or move the breast or to
cause its shape to change.
     Barbara's chest surged slowly and she
let out a soft, light moan as she tried to
move her breast closer to the stimulation.
Selena quickly moved her hand backward,
making sure not to let the helpless girl get
more than just a tease. Her fingers danced
about on the surface of the young heroine's
tight, soft skin like a hovering mosquito
floating over a nice, juicy meal, never
landing but teasing the girl with the
anticipation of taking a ravenous bite.
     Batgirl's chest rocked gently from side
to side and her thighs slowly rubbed together
as the sensation and anticipation began to
build. When was she going to strike? When
will by breast be taken? Now! Now!
     But the teasing continued, relentlessly,
mercilessly with the amazon stopping just
long enough to allow the sensation to settle
and not to allow it to become repetitive or
numb. Stroke after stroke, tickle after light
tickle. It was as though each breast was
growing more tender and ripe, ready to burst
at any moment.
     Barbara began twisting and breathing
heavily as she writhed in agony hoping for
some kind of release. Her sensations were
then compounded as one of Selena's warm,
gentle hands moved slowly over her bare, flat
stomach and toward her unprotected vagina.
     At first she felt nothing. Her body
began to settle down as the tingling in her
breasts continued. "What was she doing?"
Barbara thought "What could she be up..." but
no sooner did she question Selena's
activities then she tensed and surged in
excitement. Barbara let out a slight moan as
Selena slowly touched the inside of her bare
thigh and slowly slid her fingers gently
along the smooth skin between her legs.
	Her hips rocked and twisted gently as
the amazon lightly teased Barbara with her
fingers, slowly running her hand closer and
closer then back away from her vagina. As she
did this, Selena also leaned over Barbara's
chest and began slowly teasing her tender,
ripe nipple again. She ran her nose over it
lightly and nipped at it slowly and softly
with her dry, full lips, making sure not to
move it too much or to let Barbara get any
release from the tension.
     BAM!
     Both girls froze in terror as the door
to the fish factory burst open and the sounds
of several men echoed through the hallways.
     "Damn!" Batgirl exclaimed as she untied
herself and popped up off the bed.
     "We've got to get out of here." said
Catwoman helping Batgirl up, "If we're lucky,
they'll think we dissolved in the acid."
     The two girls grabbed their costumes off
the dresser and headed for the large, factory
style windows that lined one side of the
makeshift bedroom. After a few frustrating
moments of climbing out a window while trying
to get dressed, they scurried down the alley
and to safety.
     -     -     -
     Back at Catwoman's lair, the two
costumed heroines sat about, contemplating
their last encounter with the three villains.
     "Do you think anyone noticed us coming
here?" asked Batgirl naively.
     "Oh no," Catwoman replied shaking her
head sarcastically, "That cabby who picked us
up and all those people in the street would
never have noticed two, half dressed women
wearing masks and costumes."
     "Yeah, I guess you're right." said
Batgirl giving herself a slight pop in the
head with her hand. "I was wondering what all
those Japanese tourists were taking pictures
of."
     "Well good thing I checked with da... I
mean Commissioner Gordon." said Batgirl. "He
told me the Riddler left a riddle at the
museum where you were kidnapped."
     "Oh great," replied Catwoman rolling her
eyes in disgust, "Another damn riddle. You'd
think the idiot was crazy or something. What
kind of loon goes parading around in a
costume doing goofing things like that!" she
said angrily. Barbara looked over the note
sideways at Catwoman, who was sitting in her
white, bikini costume and mask, and raised an
eyebrow shooting her a judgmental look.
Catwoman looked down at herself and nodded
her head in disgust. "Ok... OK FINE! Let's
hear the stupid thing."
     "Its a two parter so listen carefully."
Barbara explained squinting at the note. She
wasn't used to reading without her glasses
but wearing a pair now would be just as
revealing as Superman wearing his Clark Kent
glasses.
     "Everything is as light as me but I fall
as fast as a cannonball... What am I?"
     "Hmm..." said Catwoman almost going into
a coma as her mind went to work solving the
riddle. Barbara could swear she could see
little birdies circling the dark hared
avenger's head as all the woman's mental
efforts strained at dealing with the mind
numbing poser.
     "Its a feather!" Batgirl said knowingly
as she gave Catwoman a slight swat on the
arm. "You are such an airhead!"
     "Yeah well... that one was too simple.
It threw me for a second. What's the next
one!" she yelled shooting Barbara a disgusted
look.
     "Ok," Barbara said perking up like a
spoiled schoolgirl, "People spend their lives
getting rid of me yet, in the end, they
become me after all."
     "Pssss... that's easy!" said Catwoman
waving her hand at the note, "shit!"
     "SHIT?" asked the surprised Batgirl.
     "Yeah, SHIT! People are always getting
rid of it but when you die, you're in deep
shit." the buxom brunette said sitting back
in her chair and crossing her arms in front
of her, sprouting a smile of absolute pride.
     "The Riddler's riddles also go together
TIT BRAIN!" scolded Batgirl. "Feather...
Shit... Feather Shit... I don't think so."
she said snootily. "I think the correct
answer is DUST. We always try and get rid of
dust but we become dust when we die. Also,
feather and dust go together as in feather
duster."
     "Oh yeh, MIZZZZZ Smarty pants... or
shorts... or thong or whatever that is..."
and with that Catwoman stomped over to a desk
and snatched the phone book. She slammed it
down on the table and began flipping pages.
Then, sitting back, she sprouted another
smile of accomplishment.
     "There!" she blasted slamming her point
home with her finger as she pointed to the
phone book. Barbara leaned over and stared at
the entry at the tip of Catwoman's finger.
There, between 'Feataccini's Noodle Factory'
and 'Featwhyler's Feet and Foot Fetish
Emporium', was an entry for 'FeatherShitte
Manufacturing'.
     "DOH!" blurted Batgirl as she slapped
her hand over her forehead and shook her head
in disgust.
     -     -     -
     "I should have realized," Batgirl
whispered as both women stood on an adjacent
roof top staring down at the large factory.
"the abandoned FeatherShitte Feather Duster
Factory on Falling Feather Lane."
     "God what a name." said Catwoman. "Its
almost like someone thought it up for some
lame kiddies show or something."
     "Well if that's the case," Barbara
replied, "we are two very hard up, desperate
actresses working a dead end career job. I
mean get real, what kind of BIMBO would dress
like this just to get an acting job." she
finished.
     Both girls looked at each other for a
long moment and then shook their heads in an
attempt at rubbing out the absurd idea. "Not
me. The last thing I want to do is end up as
a down and out, over weight, out of work
hasbin who has to resort to doing Star Trek
episodes to make ends meet." replied
Catwoman.
     "You said it! Let's split up." Batgirl
said. "I'll go through that side door down
there and you make your way around back and
see if you can get in."
     "Sounds good to me." said Catwoman and
she bounded off into the darkness over the
roof tops toward the other side of the huge
building.
     -     -     -
     It wasn't hard for Barbara to gain entry
to the old building. The factory used the old
standard set of locks so the police could
gain easy access using a pass key. Of course
it does pay being the commissioner's daughter
and it was very easy to make a duplicate of
his key for just such emergencies.
     The factory area she had entered was a
maze of thin walled offices lit by streams of
gray, blue light that dimly flowed in from
several factory style windows that faced the
dull street lights outside.
     Slowly she sauntered through the eerie
darkness. After several moments, she made her
way down what she thought was the main
hallway that lead to the factory floor.
     Suddenly, from two open doorways on each
side of her, two dark figures plowed into her
hips and legs, wrapping their arms around her
bare thighs and calves. As she twisted and
struggled, a third figure came up from behind
her and wrapped one arm around her waist. At
the same time, the other arm came up and
clapped a small rectangular pad of cloth over
her nose and mouth. Barbara's eyes burst open
in panic as the fumes of the anesthetic
invaded her defenseless lungs. She screamed
and cried but her yells were muffled by the
chloroform soaked cotton wad. The three men
pulled the gyrating heroine to the ground and
held her as the darkness enveloped her and
she slipped unconscious.

What's this? Batgirl KIDNAPPED.
At the mercy of her misterious attackers??

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