Batgirl Unmasked - Part 2

Characters: Batgirl, Lance Morgan

Classification: Male/Female Sex

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BATGIRL UNMASKED

PART TWO

By B Scribe

After being unmasked Batgirl has been taken captive by an attractive thief

Batgirl and Batman were created and are copyrighted by and are the property of DC Comics. This story was written solely by me and no compensation has been or will be received by me for this story. This story was written for purely entertainment purposes only and cannot be redistributed for profit.

A very woozy Batgirl awoke to find herself pinned to a wooden X frame. There were strong steel shackles surrounding her shiny Bat Boots as well as her gleaming Bat Gloves holding her very tightly in the upright position. The booted beauty recalled that X frames are usually employed by practitioners of Bondage and Discipline leaving the question of what has she now gotten herself into.

For now the dazed damsel can only focus on her splitting head- ache when she realizes that her shimmering Bat Cowl was no longer in place. The bold beauty remembers the fight with Lance and how the precious piece of cloth was pulled from her head. Batgirl now theorizes that in her haste to begin last night's patrol she failed to secure the strap, which held the cowl in place. It was a disastrous mistake that should never have occurred and Batgirl scolds herself for letting it happen. As Batgirl begins to ponder the consequences of being unmasked a growing sense of panic began to take hold of the caped cutie. But the crime fighter quickly mobilized her thoughts to fight off the growing sense of doom as she mentally prodded herself,

"Come on girl you can't panic now. If you do it is all over!" The uneasiness suddenly began to subside. The Dynamic Dare Doll marveled at her newly acquired mental control, which she learned as a Congresswoman in Washington. Batgirl realized that if she had been accidentally unmasked prior to Washington she would have been a basket case. As the Caped Crusadress started to review her situation she hears footsteps approach.

It was her captor Lance Morgan who had come to check on his pretty prisoner. Lance was over six feet tall and well built. He had a flat stomach, black curly hair and was devilishly handsome.

" Ah, Batgirl you are awake! " declared Lance. Batgirl frowns and the young man in black leather mockingly replied,

" Or should I call you Barbara Gordon?" A look of shock came over the face of the gloved goddess now that her captor revealed his knowledge of her secret identity.

" How do you know that? " questioned Batgirl. Lance Morgan replied,

" I met you at a society function two years ago. If memory serves me right we even had a dance together."

After she heard the banker's reply something clicked in Batgirl's memory. She quickly recalled the event and now very attracted she was to Lance who looked so dashing in his tuxedo. The decowled crime fighter was also uneasy that she did not recognize Lance last night. For the first time the Bat Beauty's photographic memory had failed her. Lance then replied,

" Well the shoe is on the other foot isn't it Batgirl? You don't like it when the other person has the advantage do you!" Batgirl became enraged and began to struggle trying to free herself from the wooden frame. The young thief observed,

" You are quite helpless Batgirl. The frame is extremely well constructed and I doubt you have the strength to break free. Interestingly enough your prison was left behind by a former tenant who was obviously heavily into B&D. Until now I have had no use for it." The helpless heroine just glared at her smug captor. Lance declared,

" Pardon me if I leave you to your own devices Miss Gordon as I am going to get a shower and change clothes." Batgirl had noticed her cowl and utility belt lying on a nearby table. As Lance turned to leave the helpless heroine inquired,

" Lance before you go, would you do me a favor?" Looking perplexed Lance answered,

" Yes Miss Gordon what do you wish? " The bold thief had decided to address his prisoner as Miss Gordon in order to strip from her the Batgirl mystique.

" Would you please put my cowl back on I feel naked with out it." Lance smiled very wickedly and declared,

" Then you will have to feel naked Miss Gordon." The cruel captor then stepped up to the unmasked maid and for a minute stared longingly at her. He then lightly caressed Batgirl's left cheek with his right hand and remarked,

" Really Miss Gordon you are much more beautiful without your mask than with it." He then turned and quickly left leaving Batgirl alone with her thoughts.

Now standing very stiffly while pinned to the X frame Batgirl found herself with two decisions to make. The first was whether to escape from her wooden prison now or later. When the smug felon removed the golden utility from Batgirl he mistakenly believed the shimmering seductress was now helpless and incapable of escape. The foolish man was not aware that hidden in the shiny Bat Gloves and gleaming Bat Boots were lock picks and other tiny tools useful for escape. The Dominoed Dare Doll was sure she could easily escape from bondage device in less than a minute.

It was obvious to Batgirl that Lance Morgan a new comer to the world of crime was in way over his head. He had no idea of what he was doing and the confident and arrogant manner only proved that Lance was just bluffing. The curved crime fighter had two ways to deal with this totally amateur crook.

The easy way would be to free herself, don her cowl and utility belt and then when Lance returned quickly disable him and take him into custody. The fact that Lance knew her secret identity was of little concern. The enchantress had several means of erasing the knowledge that Barbara Gordon was indeed Batgirl from Lance's mind.

A much more bolder plan would be to remain as Lance's prisoner and try to determine his next move. It was a much more riskier plan as her secret identity might suddenly be compromised. Batgirl decided for now to remain Lance's captive. The plan was fraught with danger but Batgirl didn't become a crime fighter to play it safe. The only proviso was if the fiend began taking pictures of her unmasked face, which indicated he intended to expose her secret identity, then she would escape. The Caped Crusadress now needed to decide how to use Lance's obvious infatuation with her to the best advantage. The stare and the longing look spoke volumes about the true feeling of the handsome thief towards his captive. The glittering goddess soon devised a scheme that would completely unnerve the young burglar. The bold plan of stated and unstated seduction promised to bring Lance to his knees.

A half hour later Lance returned wearing a tee shirt and jeans. Batgirl immediately put her plan into action. Again the banker stood and stared at what he was sure was the ultimate vision of feminine loveliness. Batgirl's face however took on a look of disappointment, which the thief immediately detected. He inquired,

" Is there something wrong Miss Gordon? " Shaking her head Batgirl answered,

" Lance, you took off your leathers! You looked so sexy in them. I am really partial to men who wear leather" cooed the bold beauty. The young man took on a perplexed look and replied,

" Really Barbara, you really like them? " Smiling seductively Batgirl answered,

" Oh yes Lance leather really turns me on, especially black leather." The felon answered,

" Well maybe later I will put them on just for you. How is that?" Batgirl again smiled before she sweetly inquired,

" Lance can I ask you for another favor? Lance became annoyed and growled,

" If it is about your mask the answer is still no! " Batgirl still maintained her sweet tone and replied,

" No silly it is about my legs. They are starting to cramp. Could you possible release the shackles on my boots so I can move around a little? Please Lance! " The young man pondered the request for several seconds. It seemed like a reasonable request as Batgirl had been restrained for several hours. On the other hand Lance knew what lethal weapons the dazzling Bat Boots could become. Batgirl now pleaded,

" Please Lance I can't go anywhere and I won't try anything!" Lance replied " Do I have you word?" Batgirl quickly replied,

" Yes, I give you my word. " Lance finally consented. Just to be on the safe side however the thief tied her legs with rope to the frame. After he released the shackles on the shiny boots with very pointed toes the ropes were removed giving the dynamic damsel much more freedom of movement. Batgirl released a sigh of relief and then thanked her captor for his kindness. Lance now retreated to sofa in order to monitor his captive more comfortably.

Interested in her future Batgirl decides to query the young thief on his plans.

" Tell me Lance, now that I am your prisoner what are planning on doing with me?" The felon answered,

" Well Barbara initially I had none. However after reviewing my desperate financial situation I have decided to sell you to the highest bidder in the Gotham underworld. "

Batgirl mentally noted, "He called me Barbara excellent He wants to be intimate." She then replied,

" Why don't you call my father? The city will pay a lot more for my return than some underworld hood." Lance quickly declared,

" You are quite right Barbara the city will pay more but speed is of the essence. It will take one or two days for your Father to gather the necessary funds. I cannot wait that long. A transaction with a crime lord will immediately cancel my debt to the shylocks and provide enough capital so I can resume my customary lifestyle." Batgirl retorted,

" Lance you haven't thought this out very well. Who are you going to use as contacts to these hoodlums? Additionally what makes you think you can trust them? These guys are crooks they have no honor. Don't be so naïve! " Lance winced knowing the Caped Crusadress was right but he decided to bluff his way past her objections.

" I have contacts through the loan sharks. Besides they won't harm me because I have something they badly want." Knowing it was useless to argue with the foolish felon Batgirl decided not to reply to Lance's ridiculous assertions.

All during their conversation Lance noticed that Batgirl was constantly moving. Using her now freed legs she did a series of slow elegant moves as if she were practicing a dance routine. Her long luscious legs and lower body covered by the shimmering body suit stretched, bent and turned in a very erotic fashion.

After their conversation had ended Batgirl suddenly turned and caught the lustrous satin cape on the X frame. She continued the turn, which now exposed her butt. Lance sat dumfounded as sunlight shimmered and sparkled off of Batgirl's perfectly rounded rump for a solid minute. The caped cutie then resumed her slow twists and turns, which showcased her lovely legs.

Needless to say Lance found the performance very provocative and soon became highly aroused. The erotic spell of the Bat Beauty was broken however by the sound of a cell phone. After he answered the call Lance moved far out of earshot for Batgirl to hear anything.

Lance returned from the cell call with a jacket and an attaché case. Opening the case the felon placed the shiny Bat Cowl and golden utility belt inside. He next approached the bound beauty and began to undo the shimmering purple satin Bat Cape from her neck and shoulders. Batgirl almost in a panic stammered,

" Why are you taking my Bat Cape? " Lance replied,

" Everyone knows you have changed your cowl and cape. When I show them and your utility belt to my prospective client it will be solid proof that you are my captive ." The bold beauty now almost in tears pleaded,

" Please Lance don't take my cape please! " Lance jerked the shimmering cape free and placed the glistening garment in the case and then closed it He then exited the loft into the freight elevator. Batgirl listened to the elevator descend to the street, the BMW purr to life and then speed off into the distance. Alone the Dominoed Dare Doll decided that now was not the time to dwell on the loss of her Bat Cape but time to escape the X frame.

The temptress touched the toe of her left Bat Boot to heel of her right. Out of the toe of the right Bat Boot came a four- inch lock pick. Batgirl braced herself and then swung her right leg up toward the lock on shackle that held her left wrist to the frame. After three tries the enchantress slipped the pick into the lock. In an instant the lock popped open and Batgirl slipped her wrist from the shackle. With one hand free the bold beauty drew a tool from her Bat Glove quickly freed her other hand.

Having escaped from the hideous device Batgirl slowly stretched reveling in her new freedom. The daring damsel knew she had probably two hours before Lance returned from his meeting. Putting the time to good use Batgirl began to search the loft for items that maybe of use. In the bathroom she discovers some Tylenol, which she takes to rid herself of the remnants of a pounding headache. The booted beauty would like to check on her Batgirl cycle but without her cowl or cape she dared not leave the loft in broad daylight.

Meanwhile as Batgirl searched the loft Lance Morgan reached the agreed upon center city meeting place with one of his loan sharks. Leaving his Beemer in a parking garage Lance swiftly entered a black Lincoln Town Car, which rapidly accelerated out of the garage. The young banker is immediately blindfolded by his well- dressed but sole companion a shylock by the name of Monk. Lance shyly inquires,

" Who are we meeting with? " Monk growls, " You'll know soon enough!" The trip lasted for another forty- five minutes with little said until the car pulled slowly into a darkened warehouse Lance has no idea where he was or who he was meeting. Batgirl's warning about trust of hardened crooks filled him with dread. But given his perilous financial condition he has no choice in the matter.

The car door opens and Lance is roughly pulled from the vehicle. The blindfold was removed and the banker stared at a rough looking thug who was obviously the body- guard of some crime lord. The man grunted,

" This way!" Lance carried his case as he and Monk were led thru the building into a darkly lit office. There was a young thirty something man seated behind a desk and three large men again obviously guards who stood behind him. Lance instantly recognized that the man at the desk was in charge and began an evaluation. He was of medium build, well groomed and exceptionally well dressed. Lance briefly made eye contact with the man and is totally stunned. His bright blue eyes are wild and primitive giving the immediate impression of brutal savagery. The young thief stood in front of an obvious gang leader who it appeared would have no compunction using violence against him if it was required. The man at the desk softly inquired,

" Well Monk, what do we have here? " The loan shark no small man himself nervously replied,

" Ah, Mr. Soldano this is Lance Morgan an investment banker and client of mine." The crime lord replied,

" You mean pigeon don't you Monk?" Everyone laughed except Lance. The foolish young thief now realized that he stood in front of Joey Soldano the most vicious gang lord in Gotham City. The man was known for his extreme cruelty to those that ran afoul of him. The gang lord continued,

" What does Mr. Morgan want?" Regaining his composure Monk continued,

" Mr. Morgan would like forgiveness of his sizeable debt to me and a half million dollars in cash for some newly acquired merchandise." Joey Soldano inquired,

" What is the recently acquired merchandise? "

" Mr. Morgan claims that last night he was able to capture Batgirl and that he is now holding her prisoner." The hoodlum's eyes brightened and he declared,

" What proof does Mr. Morgan have to back up this amazing claim? " Lance picked up the attaché case, put it on the desk and declared,

" Here Mr. Soldano!" The banker opened the case pulled out the lustrous purple and gold satin cape, the gleaming Bat Cowl and the golden utility belt and placed the articles on the desk. The crime boss barked,

" Check them!" Monk and the three guards began to examine the evidence. Turning to the bold thief the gang leader inquired,

" Tell me Mr. Morgan, how you an investment banker managed to defeat and capture the great Batbitch something no man has every accomplished? " Lance coolly replied,

" By an incredible accident I was able to pull off her mask and when she tried to escape I managed to subdue her." The vicious gang leader now quizzed his thugs,

" Well is the stuff real? " Monk quickly replied,

" I recently saw her in a new cape and cowl and these are it." A heavyset thug exclaimed,

" I checked the belt Boss it's the real deal! " Joey Soldano smiled,

" Well done Mr. Morgan! It does appear that you have indeed captured Batgirl and I accept your offer. I want you to bring Batbitch to this address at midnight and I will give you the money." The vicious hoodlum handed Lance a business card. As he placed the cowl, cape and utility belt back into the case the young thief declared,

" Thank you Mr. Soldano you won't be disappointed." The Crime Lord observed,

" I had better not be Mr. Morgan." As Lance and Monk exited the office Joey Soldano whispered to the heavyset thug,

" Make sure the sniper is ready for tonight! "

Lance Morgan's absence from the loft apartment was just over three hours. Batgirl having finished her search of the place an hour ago was seated on the sofa when she heard the approach of the BMW motorcycle. The curvaceous crime fighter quickly moved to the X frame and slipped the shackles and locks back on her wrists. When Lance entered the loft from the elevator everything was just as he left it. Batgirl inquired,

" Well Lance how did everything go? Did you get your price? " Annoyed the young banker replied,

" I will tell you later. I just came back to check on you." Batgirl sarcastically declared,

" Well as you can see I am still here. I haven't gone anywhere!" Now stressed Lance answers,

" Look I have to go out again and pick up some things. I won't be long." The young felon then exited the loft thru the front door. Not knowing how long the bold burglar would be gone the decaped crusadress decided it was best to remain secured to the bondage device. The first stop for the young man was the local rental car agency. There was no way Lance could transport his pretty prisoner to the meeting place on his Beemer so a car was necessary. The young man rented a small compact for one day. After completing the rental forms Lance quickly headed the rented car down town. His destination was a small specialty shop called The Boot and Whip, which specialized in bondage equipment.

The young felon needed some restraints in order to secure Batgirl while she was taken from the loft to the midnight meeting place. Lance was waited on by a young raven- haired woman wearing a black leather jump suit, which appeared to have been sprayed on. While very lovely, the salesgirl couldn't compare to the Bat Beauty now being held hostage in his apartment. After purchasing a low priced set of restraints and a dual strap ball gag Lance rapidly headed for home.

Lance almost drove like a mad man as he headed for the loft. He was desperate to see the Bat Beauty as soon as possible. Until this moment the felon did not realize that he had completely fallen under her spell. He just wanted to stare at the shimmering seductress in the clinging purple body suit. When he got home he planned to immediately put on his leathers in order to please the enchantress. Perhaps he thought he could seduce Batgirl and make love to her. This fantasy quickly faded when he recalled that in eight hours time he would turn over a very beautiful woman to the likes of Joey Soldano. The ugly truth of his future act almost made him sick.

Lance was as good as his word for upon arriving home he swiftly went to his bedroom to don his black leather shirt and pants. He quietly approached Batgirl from behind and placed his hands over her eyes and whispered in her left ear,

" Guess who? " Batgirl not surprised at all declared,

" Let me see, it must be Lance Morgan!" Lance shouted,

" At you service! " He then took a seat on the sofa facing the bound beauty. Batgirl very seductively commented,

" Oh Lance you put your leathers on and just for me! Wow you look so sexy! " The bold beauty had not exaggerated when she stated her preference for men in leather. She now found Lance very appealing.

The unmasked maid then began to slowly move her hips as if performing a belly dance. At the same time her lovely legs covered by the shimmering purple suit extended, then retracted and finally bent. Sunlight sparkled off of her perfect figure as she erotically moved her body.

None of this sultry dance escaped Lance's eyes as he stared at Batgirl. She turned her back to him as much as possible and then began to move her flawless fanny around in a slow rhythmic fashion. As the erotic routine continued Batgirl softly cooed,

" Do you like what you see Lance? " Lance now in a spell whispered,

" Yes Barbara, very much! " As the performance by the sultry seductress continued Lance became more and more aroused. To him Batgirl was a goddess he desperately wanted. The voluptuous vixen whispered softly, " Do you want to kiss me Lance? " Still in a spell he answered,

" Oh yes Barbara, I desperately want to kiss you." Smiling wickedly Batgirl declared,

" If you want to kiss me Lance you have to put my cowl and cape back on. You are going to kiss Batgirl not Barbara Gordon." Lance dreamily declared,

" Yes Batgirl, I will do what ever you want. " Still in a fog the leather clad man opened his attaché case and removed the glistening Bat Cowl and Bat Cape. He then gently placed the shimmering Bat Cowl on her head. Next he slid the piece of purple satin down her gorgeous tresses, pulled the strap under the thick mane of hair and snapped it in place.

He then shook out the gorgeous purple Bat Cape and fastened the top around Batgirl's lovely neck. Lance then buttoned the shimmering cape in place to the two buttons sewn into the shoulders of the body suit. Finally the bold thief folded the two edges of the garment back exposing a three- inch strip of the gold satin lining

For Batgirl the restoration of her Bat Cowl and Bat Cape was a personal triumph. At long last the Batgirl mystique, which had been cruelly stripped from her was back. The Bat Beauty had come to realize just how important the cowl and cape were to her image as well as her psyche. Without them she was not Batgirl just the unmasked maiden or the decaped crusadress. But now with the two most important Bat symbols back in place the Batgirl persona had fully been restored and Batgirl reveled in it.

Now feeling totally rejuvenated Batgirl prepared to deal with her now love- crazed captor whom she had promised to kiss. She did not view the task as something unpleasant as the bold thief was very handsome in black leather. On the other hand Lance had fallen under her spell and she planned to make the most of it. Batgirl figured one or two more sessions and the young banker would be more than willing to fulfill her desires.

Lance slowly moved toward the beauty and wrapped one arm around her neck while he slipped his other hand in front of the Bat Cape and rested it on her firm derriere. As he pulled himself to her, their lips met and they shared a very passionate kiss. Lance was in heaven, as he had never kissed a woman this beautiful before. For Batgirl the banker's good looks and the smell of his leathers overwhelmed her. She had not been with a man in over a year and it felt so good to be held by one. They broke the kiss for some air and then quickly resumed their firm lip lock. At first Batgirl wrapped her lovely legs around Lance's. As her passion grew however she began to gently caress her potential lover by running her gleaming Bat Boots up and down his legs.

Holy Double Trouble

Has Batgirl fallen in love with her captor? Will Lance sell the Bat Beauty into slavery?