Batgirl's Rescue - Part 04

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When Laura Graham dressed as Batgirl entered Police Commissioner Gordon's office at Police Headquarters she was greeted by Lance Morgan, Dr. Vince, Jeffery Sullivan and Chief O'Hara. Also in the room sitting dejectedly in a chair was Harly Quinn. On seeing the booted beauty the Joker's moll jumped up and derisively exclaimed,

"So you're the phony Batgirl everyone is talking about!" The Caped Crusadress turned, looked directly at the small jestress and remarked,

"Yes I am Batgirl but I am hardly a phony!" Harly Quinn shot back,

"Oh yeah! Well I say you are a fake. I ought to do to you what I did to the Batgirl that Mr. J has." Laura calmly answered, "Really, what was that?" Harly giggled and replied,

"Well we had her chained to a wall and I went in all by myself and punched the hell out of her. Then I kicked her right in her cunt."

Laura Graham seethed with rage on the inside over the cowardly attack but outwardly she remained calm and exclaimed,

"Let me see if I heard you right. You savagely beat a defenseless woman who for the last three days has bravely impersonated me?" Harly proudly exclaimed, "Yeah, I did!"

In an instant Batgirl had the jestress by the throat, dragged her over to an open window, slapped the villainess across the face several times and shouted,

"You little twit! Look down on the street. There is my Batgirlcycle! Are you going to still tell me that I am not Batgirl?"

The Joker's main squeeze stunned by the violent assault now took on the cowardly persona of a bully whose bluff has just been called. The harlequin began to cower and whimper while pleading for mercy from the person who surely must be Batgirl. The masked maid then shoved the little crook back into her chair.

A video conference now began between Police Headquarters and the Bat Cave. In between processing search data Edmond had installed a constant audio and video link over the Bat phone line. The team now enjoyed instantaneous communication between the two sites. Lance commended the techno geek for his skill and foresight.

Dr. Vince inquired as to the purpose of their meeting. Lance replied that due to the recent arrest of Harly Quinn that he expected a call from the Joker sometime in the future. Hopefully Batgirl's freedom could be arranged for the release of the jestress. For several minutes there was small talk until the phone rang. Lance picked up the phone, enabled the speaker so everyone could hear and declared,

"Batgirl Rescue!" A confident cocky voice proclaimed, "This is the Joker I want to speak to Lance Morgan." The banker smiling broadly replied,

"Joker this is Lance! How is your tour of the city going?" A perplexed voice remarked,

"Tour? What tour? What are you talking about?" Lance now grinning loudly remarked,

"Your view of the city! One of my search teams chased you out of the novelty company this afternoon and I wondered how things were going." The voice exploded in anger,

"Don't get smart with me Morgan. I have Batgirl!" The team leader turned up the heat.

"Are you sure about that Joker? A lovely young girl has been seen riding around on the Batgirlcycle." The voice once again became cocky and confident.

"Yes I am sure. I just performed a voice analysis on the Caped Cunt. I have the real deal so you can stop wasting your time sending a fake Bat Bitch out on crime patrol." Lance still amused by the crippled criminal exclaimed,

"Well you do have to give me credit as I did have you guessing for quite awhile. But on to more important matters." The confident voice was once again perplexed, "What important matters? Listen Morgan I hold all the cards!" Lance smirked broadly and then replied,

"Well for one thing one of your associates, a very charming young woman, has decided to pay us a visit. Miss Quinn say hello to your boss!" The voice now in panic exclaimed,

"Harly, you have got Harly?" The vile villainess suddenly exclaimed,

"Mr. J they got me! You have to save me Mr. J!" Lance who clearly enjoyed taunting the Joker mercilessly declared,

"Joker you said something about holding all of the cards?" The voice was now one of despair and defeat remarked,

"What do you want?" Lance gleefully exclaimed, "You know what I want. A square trade Batgirl for Harly." Suddenly the voice exploded in anger,

"No deal, never! That bitch crippled me and she is going to pay." Stunned by the Joker's rejection of the trade Harly Quinn began to wail,

"Mr. J please, please Mr. J you have to help me!" The voice now in agony exclaimed

"Harly I am sorry I can't. I have planned so long for this day I won't give it up. As soon as I take care of the Bat Bitch I will make a deal and come for you." Lance exclaimed,

"No you won't Joker this is a one time deal. If you reject it you had better put on your track shoes because I will chase you from one end of this town to the other." There was an agonized sigh and the line went dead. There was a short pause before Alfred inquired,

"Master Lance was it wise to taunt and goad the Joker as you did? Lance remarked,

"Yes it was for two reasons. One I am tired of crooks always thinking they have the upper hand when clearly they don't. Two we have just started pushing Joker and we have to keep up the pressure." The butler responded,

"Yes Master Lance I see and I quite agree. Good show!"

As Harly Quinn was led away to a special holding cell the room suddenly became silent as soft sobs began to be heard. Laura Graham sat despondently as she tried to dry the tears running from under the shiny Bat Cowl with her lustrous purple and gold cape. Lance sat down next to the bold beauty and asked, "Laura what's wrong?" In complete agony Laura cried,

"I failed Mr. Morgan. I only bought two days!" Lance angrily grabbed her shoulders and looked straight at her as he shouted,

"You did not fail! You bought us two days we didn't have when we started this!" Lance then softened his voice and exclaimed,

"Look was he going to find out anyway and there was nothing we could have done to stop it."

The team leader now sensed disappointment among the members. He now decided to address all of his team. "We pushed that man today. He is on the run and we have his most loyal follower now in custody. Joker won't forget this day and neither shall we!" The effect of Lance Morgan's declaration was electric. If there were any thoughts of despair and defeat when he started there were none when he finished. Everyone felt invigorated and energized as they once again resumed their tasks. Lance put his arm around Laura, helped to her feet and inquired, "Are you all right?" Now calm the Bat Beauty replied,

"I am fine now. Thank Mr. Morgan!" Lance pointed a finger at her and exclaimed, "It's Lance not Mr. Morgan!" Laura smiled broadly,

"All right Lance. But please excuse me I am mess and I have to change out of this costume." A look of surprise came over the team leader as he inquired, "Why" The Caped Crusadress replied,

"Well the Joker knows he has the real Batgirl what further use am I?" Lance remarked,

"That's quite true Laura my dear but the other criminals don't. I believe Chief O'Hara has a request for you." The Chief of Police nervously stammered,

"Well Miss Laura the last two nights you have really done real well stopping crime. I was hoping you would consider being our substitute Batgirl until the real one returns."

It was less than five minutes later when a shimmering figure in purple and gold strode confidently from Police Headquarters, mounted the Batgirlcycle and blasted off into the night to resume the apprehension of all law breakers and miscreants. .

One day later finds the Clown Prince of Crime in an even blacker mood than the day before as he sat in his wheelchair. His most loyal follower and main confidant was now in police custody. The Citizens Search Teams continued to nip at his heels as he had been forced to flee from them three times in one day.

Another problem was that the other crime lords in Gotham City had abandoned him. His criminal peers felt the Joker's insane vendetta against Batgirl had only brought trouble for them. The citizen patrols and search parties had forced a halt to almost all criminal activity thus deprived them of resources. They now refuse to grant aid and assistance to the crippled criminal due to the public reaction he has created. Joker is quickly running out of places to hide.

It was not supposed to go this way at all. When he started the affair he envisioned a jolly lark. With Batgirl as his prisoner he had intended to lead the incompetent police in a fictitious romp all around the city. After the bumbling fools of law enforcement were totally puzzled he looked forward to Batgirl's screams of terror as Scarecrow injected her with his deadly hallucinogenic drugs. A few treatments and the Caped Cunt would be his willing slave forever. But alas nothing had gone as planned.

As he reviewed his current situation the villain searched for a reason. It was clearly obvious that his plight was due to the sheep. The citizens of Gotham City or sheep as the Clown of Criminals contemptuously referred to them had simply revolted. In years past the Joker and his criminal ilk had counted on their cowardice, indifference and their willingness to look the other way. It now appeared that due to the awakening of the sheep the easy days of crime were now over. But how had this happened? What made the people of Gotham City now so willing to stand and fight crime themselves? The answer was absurdly simple. The Joker had taken away their favorite heroine and they wanted her back. Batgirl was adored for her style and personality but above all for her great beauty. They felt special as they watched the shimmering seductress in the tight purple body suit and lustrous cape fly around town on her Batgirlcycle. While she was a deterrent to crime her overall contribution to crime fighting was small. Why then had the Joker so badly miscalculated the effect of imprisoning the Caped Crusadress?

Again the answer was absurdly simple. The Joker had demanded revenge. The Clown Prince of Crime held the Dominoed Dare Doll responsible for the crippling injury which had placed him in a wheel chair forever. It did not matter that the villain himself had fired the gun that maimed him. As the white faced clown saw it was Miss Goody Bat Boots who wore the utility belt that deflected the bullet back into him. The ultimate outrage of course was that the bitch would not let him die. Bat Bitch made sure the Joker survived in order to stand trial for his crimes.

The not so jolly jester was also mentally tired. He had spent over an hour arguing with Scarecrow over Batgirl. Being constantly on the run it was impossible to begin the process which would break the Caped Cunt. Scarecrow finally persuaded Joker to let him go with Shecky Smith to one of his hidden liars and begin the work. The freakish fugitive felt cheated as he would be unable to witness the delicious agony the Bat Bitch would undergo. Her voice filled with terror and dread would have been music to his ears. Now for his master plan to work the baffling buffoon would have to keep the forces of law and order away from Scarecrow until his work was done. Only after Batgirl had been broken could the fiend exact his final revenge by having her publicly unmask thus destroying her crime fighting career.

Across town under the cover of darkness Shecky Smith and Scarecrow carried the near comatose body of the Bat Beauty into a secret lair. Once inside they removed the handcuffs and ropes from the helpless heroine. They then placed the masked maid on a gurney and secured leather straps to her gleaming Bat Gloves and dazzling Bat Boots With their prisoner now secured to a stretcher the straw man and the hoodlum begin a twelve hour wait.

During the various flights around town by Joker and his gang the booted beauty had been continuously chloroformed. Ever since leaving the novelty company Batgirl had not drawn a sober breathe. The use of the drug had been mandated due to the need to be prepared for instant flight. Scarecrow warned about the practice interfering with his treatments but was completely ignored. The Chemist of Crime was most annoyed by the various delays he had suffered but now looked forward to the work ahead.

At the same moment in the Bat Cave Alfred Pennyworth and Edmond Curse were becoming swamped with data from the search teams. With now over one hundred teams searching for potential hideouts of the Joker the Bat Computer cannot handle the flood of data. If the trend continued a data overload might well knock the Bat Computer off line.

The two men one older the other younger discussed the situation. Edmond proposed to shut down the super computer for several hours while he rewrote the executive section of the search program. Alfred not knowing how long the rewrite might take was very apprehensive. So much data might pile up they might never catch up.

The butler believes however that Edmond's idea just might pay off. He exclaimed,

"Master Edmond do shut down the Bat Computer and begin your task." Edmond also unsure if his plan will succeed also takes a cautious attitude.

"Are you sure you want to do this? It is a big risk Alfred!" The man-servant smiled,

"Quite sure Master Edmond! It has been my experience that taking risks is as much a part of life as is breathing. If we do nothing the Bat Computer will surely overload and then where shall we be? I have sort of gut feeling about this and my employer has always admonished me to go with my feelings. Shall we begin?"

While Alfred exited the Bat Cave for some refreshments Edmond began his search through the program specifications manual. By the time the butler returned with tea and sandwiches Edmond had sketched out his program changes. After a short break to enjoy their little snack work resumed. Edmond called out the coded changes as Alfred entered the data into the computer. In less than an hour the Bat Computer was back up and running. By a few simple changes the data is now processed at four times the normal rate.

An added benefit of techno geeks changes is updated trend analysis. The Bat Computer is now predicting future lairs the Joker may attempt to employ. The elderly Englishman stunned by the changes Edmond has wrought comments,

"Master Edmond this is smashing, absolutely smashing! Young sir you really surpass yourself."

The young man in the faded and wrinkled clothes became embarrassed and his eyes fell to the floor. The tall man-servant had previously observed this submissive habit of his co-worker and deemed it was now time to end it. Alfred walked over to the young man, placed his right index finger under Edmond's chin and pulled his head level as he exclaimed,

"Master Edmond, one does not find life's treasures looking down. One finds them looking up or straight ahead!" The rumpled young man whispered,

"Thank you Alfred, I will remember that!" The two men now studied the search projections now pouring out of the Bat Computer. Alfred observed,

"Well Master Edmond. Due to your improvements it would appear the noose that we have placed around the Jokers neck is beginning to tighten quite rapidly."

Several hours later the Bat Beauty awoke from her chloroform induced sleep. As the room was completely dark and that she was now strapped to a gurney this filled her with dread. It appeared that she was now in the preferred setting of the Scarecrow.

The last thirty six hours had been pretty much of a blur for the Caped Crusadress. She remembered being chained to a wall inside a steel cage. She also recollected that before the chloroform was shoved in her face there had been great excitement. The final thing the booted beauty recalled was of someone asking her a lot of questions and having some sort of large machine nearby. The last recollection was however very fuzzy.

As the effects of the sleep drug slowly wore off the helpless heroine began to feel a greater awareness of her senses. Batgirl believed that in an hour or two she would be back at full efficiency. Hopefully she would be free of chloroform effects before the Scarecrow began his hideous work.

While Batgirl awaited her fate she decided to she if could free herself from the leather straps on her wrists and ankles. Try as she might by moving her body as much as possible she was unable to break free. It was then the bound beauty remembered her special preparation of the Bat Antidote pills hidden in the folds of her gleaming Bat Cape. Batgirl tried to relax and rest as much as possible in order to prepare for her coming ordeal. About two hours had passed when the door opened and in walked Scarecrow along with his assistant Shecky Smith. The crazed chemist warmly greeted his prisoner.

"Batgirl, how nice to finally meet you! You know my dear your pictures don't really do you justice. You are incredibly beautiful." The booted beauty was not impressed.

"Ordinarily I would be flattered by such a comment but knowing why you are here let's just skip the niceties shall we." Stung by the masked maid's rejection Scarecrow replied,

"As you wish my dear! Are you familiar with my methods?" Batgirl exclaimed,

"From what little I have read you use hallucinogenic drugs to attack the part of the brain which makes decisions. The drugs are formulated to produce various frightening scenarios in your victims. The dreams you induce are false but appear to be horrifyingly real. The process is continued until the subject can no longer tolerate the drug induced images and agrees to submit to total control." The straw man most impressed by the explanation remarked.

"An excellent explanation Batgirl! A little simplistic but essentially correct. I see you have done your homework." The Bat Beauty responded,

"I try to stay current on the methods of all the maniacal monsters I might encounter." Once again rejected the fiend remarked,

"Did Joker inform you of the axis of attack he wants me to use?" The Caped Crusadress exclaimed,

"Yes he did! In an effort to scare me he said that you were to attack my relationship with Batman. But I must tell you Scarecrow, I don't frighten easily!" The chemist was again impressed with his prisoners awareness of the process responded,

"Quite correct my dear but you bravado is misplaced. No one has successfully resisted my process. Well I see no reason to delay things. Mr. Smith please bring the box of chemicals in the other room in here while I begin mixing the first treatment."

As Shecky left the room the Scarecrow turned his back on the bound beauty. Batgirl at once took advantage of the lack of surveillance. She turned her head to the left and began to lick the folds of her cape. On the fourth attempt the dazzling damsel managed to catch a small white pill on the end of her tongue and swallowed it.

After several minutes Scarecrow turned holding a hypodermic needle in his hand. After putting the needle aside for a moment the crazed chemist took a small knife and made a slit in the shimmering body suit over Batgirl's upper left arm. With a maniacal grin on his face the straw man injected the defenseless damsel.

Immediately Batgirl's vision became cloudy and misty as if she were in a fog bank. This continued for several minutes until there came a break in the mist. A lovely raven haired woman was sitting on a dais. She was dressed in a light purple pvc catsuit and wore shiny black spike heeled thigh boots. The caped crime fighter suddenly recognized Catwoman.

In the next instant the Caped Crusader covered in chains was pushed in front of the kitten of crime and then forced to his knees. Catwoman then extended her right boot until it was in front of Batman. In a voice thick with power the Princess of Plunder ordered the chained champion to clean her boot with his Bat Cape. With a look of total and complete submission Batman took a section of his shimmering cape and began to rub the gleaming thigh boot.

If cleaning Catwoman's boot was bad what came next was worse. Batman was ordered to stop and immediately complied. The Queen of Crime lowered her boot and ordered the helpless hero to take it in his hands which were shackled together When Batman obeyed her command Catwoman gleefully exclaimed,

"Now Bat Slave, kiss the toe of my boot!" The crime fighter then lowered his satin cowled head and placed his lips on the toe of the boot. After several kisses were made by the helpless hero the kitten of crime commanded,

"Now lick it! Kiss and lick my gleaming boot Bat Slave!" Batman devotedly replied,

"Yes Mistress! I am yours to command!"

The Bat Beauty was appalled by the sight of her bold champion running his lips and tongue over the shiny spike heeled boot. What was however more disgusting was the look of complete adoration and worship Batman had for Catwoman. Batgirl's lover was obviously now a totally helpless sex slave of her most hated and detested rival.

There was one aspect of the vision that the booted beauty marveled at. Where was the fear and the deep terror that were supposed to drive her mad? There had been none! The vision had caused embarrassment as Batman performing "Boot Worship" was not a pleasant sight. The important point to remember was the absence of fear.

The gray clouds and mist began to disappear and the dark room soon reappeared. With the first vision now over Batgirl was stunned how non-frightening the whole experience had been. Was it possible that the Bat Antidote pill she had swallowed before the injection had neutralized the hallucinogenic drugs?

Scarecrow with a wide grin now approached the helpless heroine and exclaimed,

"How was your first vision my dear?" The booted beauty smiling also replied,

"Well watching Batman kiss and lick Catwoman's thigh boots is disgusting but it certainly isn't very frightening." The Scarecrow was aghast. The crazed chemist was at a total loss to explain the lack of fright in his first injection of the Bat Beauty. He always started his victims off easy but the total absence of terror in Batgirl during the first scenario was inexplicable. Due to the initial failure Scrarecrow decided to increase the strength of the second dose.

As the straw man departed to prepare the next injection the booted beauty again nuzzled the folds of her Bat Cape around her pretty neck in search of another antidote pill. Batgirl managed to secure one on her second try. The Caped Crusadress realized the next shot would be stronger but gambled that the new pill she had just swallowed and the residual effects of the last one would be enough to protect her from the deadly drugs.

Within five minutes the Scarecrow had returned with a second needle and injected the bound beauty. Batgirl again experienced the thick clouds and mist of the previous scenario. When her vision cleared there in a crowded arena strapped to a bondage frame was her lover and champion Batman. He was wearing only his Bat Cowl, Bat Gloves, Bat Boots and a twin strap scrotum harness. He faced inward which gave the impression that punishment was imminent.

A female figure again dressed in a light purple cat suit with black patent opera length gloves and black patent spike heeled thigh boots entered the arena. Again Batgirl's hated rival Catwoman was again involved with her man. The Queen of Crime approached the helpless hero and began to slowly caress the decaped crusader's back, chest and butt with her gleaming gloves. At the same time she ran her right boot up and down Batman's right leg as she delivered her patented "Boot"caress. The masked marvel looked adoringly at his tormentor and began to moan

The Princess of Plunder announced to the crowd that due to Batman's recent escape attempt he was to be publicly punished and she would administer the punishment. She pulled out a short Cat of Nine tails and struck the cowled crime fighter in the center of his back. Batman winced in pain from the blow. Catwoman now began to deliver vicious blows to the Dark Knight's back, legs and butt.

After ten blows the valiant vigilante began to whimper and moan. By the time the count had reached twenty Batman could endure no more as he begged and pleaded with the vile vixen.

"Please no more Mistress please! Oh God stop please stop!" Catwoman cruelly smiled and remarked as she struck another blow on the helpless hero

"You attempted to escape from me Bat Slave. You know my rules!" Batman now in total agony shrieked as another strike from the Cat of Nine landed on his Bat Butt.

"Please Mistress some mercy please! Ahh! Please dear god stop I can't take the pain anymore!" The kitten of crime cruelly replied,

"Do you surrender Bat Slave? Do you promise to always obey me?" Batman now sobbed as tears poured from under the satin Bat Cowl.

"Yes Mistress yes! I surrender and I will always obey you! Please no more! Please stop the beating." Catwoman dropped the Cat of Nine on the floor and beamed in triumph certain she had broken the decaped crusader. She then returned to the slow caresses on the now silently sobbing crime fighter with her glistening boots and gloves.

The clouds and mists again began to form as the second scenario came to an end. The Bat Beauty was once again amazed that she had viewed the entire dream with a totally detached attitude. She had witnessed the awful beating her champion had received but it had not frightened her.

As her eyes once again fluttered open there standing over her was the criminal chemist with a very perplexed look on his face. Batgirl was now certain that the antidote pills she had taken had severely reduced the effects of Scarecrows evil elixirs. The defenseless damsel could not resist taunting the man charged with converting her into the Joker's mindless slave. In voice dripping with boredom she remarked,

"Well that was an interesting dream. Catwoman beating Batman with a whip but again it wasn't very scary. Oh and one more thing. Batman would never cry out in pain no matter how long you beat him." The Scarecrow was now in shock as he knew some thing had gone terribly wrong. The dosage he had given Batgirl should have had her screaming in total terror throughout the dream. The straw man considered the possibility that the caped crime fighter had a natural immunity to his drugs.

Now determined to have the bold beauty screaming her head off Scarecrow again left the room to mix the next injection. Alone again Batgirl returned to the folds of her cape to extract more antidote pills. This time managed she managed to get two and quickly downed them. Five minutes later the crazed chemist returned with a larger hypodermic needle and immediately injected his pretty prisoner in her now sore left arm

The power of this treatment was immediately apparent as the booted beauty was suddenly transported to a luxurious boudoir. There tied to huge four post bed was her lover. Again most of his Bat costume had been removed as he only wore his cowl, gloves and boots.

The door to the room opened an in walked Catwoman encased in the lustrous satin Bat Cape. The feline felon approached the helpless hero and then let the gleaming satin garment slowly fall away from her gorgeous body to the floor. The only thing on her was a pair of shoulder length black patent gloves and a pair of black patent spike heeled crotch boots which came up to the curves of her butt.

Catwoman quickly straddled the decaped crusader at his waist and began to slowly run her gleaming arms up and down Batman's massive chest. After several minutes of seductive caresses the Queen of Crime bent over so her massive breasts were dangling in the face of the decamped crime fighter. Batman began to kiss and nuzzle the breasts. At the same time the vile vixen began to stroke Batman's massive shaft. Within minutes the crime fighters member was rock hard. As Catwoman began to rise in order to take his huge penis the Dark Knight suddenly realized he was about to be raped. He immediately began to protest.

"No Catwoman No! You must not take me this way! Please I beg of you." Selina Kyle softly cooed,

"Sorry Batman it's about time a woman showed you who the boss is!" The now defeated detective now tried to squirm his body around to prevent his conquest. It was to no avail due to the tight bonds on his hands and feet and the feline easily mounted her prey. The cowled crime fighter now felt humiliation as well as lust. He was appalled that he had been captured and was now being taken against his will. On the other hand the female charms of his captor drove the him mad with desire.

Up and down on Batman's solid member Catwoman rode with wild abandon. As humiliated as he was by being raped by a woman the decaped crusader loved every second. The fact of being rendered completely helpless and then sexually violated was a tremendous turn on for the Batman. The proof of his ecstasy was his constant moan while Catwoman assaulted him.

By a true miracle of timing both Catwoman and Batman both climaxed at the exact moment. The effect for both was monumental as neither had endured one of that intensity in many a day. Batman who had been captured and now raped bowed in surrender to his new mistress. He vowed his eternal love to the feline beauty and promised to instantly obey her slightest wish or command.

Catwoman had finally reached her one cherished goal of having Batman as her total love slave. She released her slave from the bed posts but hand cuffed his Bat Gloves behind his back. The Queen of Crime sat Batman upright and then pulled handcuffed hero to her. She then wrapped her gleaming arms around his neck and they began to share long passionate kisses.

Passion soon began to rise in the Princess of Plunder so she slid backward. Selina Kyle then pulled Batman's satin cowled head down on to her fabulous chest. The Bat Slave immediately began to nuzzle and suck on the nipples of her huge breasts. The scene was very reminiscent of a woman nursing a new born child.

The dream suddenly ended as quickly as it had began. Batgirl awoke to find the straw man in a towering rage. She had undergone three chemical induced dreams and not one had induced a peep of terror or fear from the dazzling damsel Scarecrow believed it was impossible to resist his chemical concoctions but the bold beauty was doing it. The only thing to be done was to proceed on.

After the Scarecrow left the room to prepare the next injection he remembered he had left the next formula in the room with Batgirl. Just as he started to open the door he noticed the defenseless damsel had turned her head to the left. She appeared to be licking at the folds of her cape. The crazed chemist remained motionless until he noticed the small white pill stuck to tip of her tongue. The booted beauty was jubilant that she had extracted another antidote pill.

In an instant however the door swung open and Scarecrow strode in and delivered a massive slap to Batgirl's face knocking the pill from her tongue. Scarecrow already in a rage repeatedly slapped helpless heroines face several times while shouting, "You bitch" He then began searching the folds of her lustrous cape for more pills and found the last five

Now satisfied he had removed the last antidote pill the demented druggist began to calm down. Still he was furious that a day's work and many expensive chemicals had been wasted in a futile effort. The ultimate goal of breaking the shimmering seductress was surely now in doubt. He would have to wait at least twelve hours until he could resume his work due to the antidotes in her system. Scarecrow left the room to inventory his remaining chemicals and plan his next move.

For the Bat Beauty the discovery of the antidote pills was a bitter setback. She reasoned that if she could have withstood one more injection the Scarecrow would have been defeated. A review of her situation was not good. While Scarecrow was going to have to wait before giving her another injection the next one would surely be massive. Without the protection of the pills she would surely be beaten. Since her separation from the Joker's gang the chance of rescue by the search teams or police was remote at best. The booted beauty estimated she had twelve hours to come up with a plan.

Back at Police Headquarters the noose around Joker's neck was indeed drawing tight. The search teams had stepped up the searches and had forced the crippled criminal to move four to five times a day. There had been many close calls were the Clown Prince of Crime was just minutes from capture.

Eighteen hours after the Scarecrow and Joker split up Edmond noticed a disturbing trend. There had been no recent sightings of Scarecrow or Batgirl. With the gang on the move they had been sightings of every one but those two. Alfred immediately used the audio link to the Commissioner's office,

"Master Lance we have a problem!" Lance Morgan answered "What's wrong Alfred?"

"Master Edmond calculates that we have not had a sighting of Scarecrow or Miss Batgirl in almost eighteen hours." The banker replied,

"Damn! They probably split up so Scarecrow can go to work on Batgirl! All right Alfred we will drop the search on Joker and concentrate on Scarecrow. How long will it take to reprogram for a search on Scarecrow?" Alfred exclaimed,

"Mater Edmond estimates we shall be ready in one hour." The banker replied, "Excellent that will just give me enough time to redirect the search parties. Alfred you were right about Edmond please give him our thanks!" The butler replied,

"I shall indeed Mater Lance!"

Back at Scarecrow's liar the criminal chemist had been hard at work inventorying his remaining supply of chemicals. A re supply of drugs was out of the question due to the specialized nature of the compounds and the fact that the authorities had probably contacted every chemical supply company in Gotham City. An order for any of the chemicals he used would result in the police on his doorstep.

The Scarecrow found he had enough drugs for two more low dosage injections. He doubted that if he gave the shots to Batgirl back to back that they would be strong enough to break her. The demonic drug man then considered combing the two injections into one. Batgirl would undergo two dreams simultaneously which undoubtedly bring her to her knees.

The only problem was the amount to use. Too little would not bring success however too much might result in his pretty prisoner being reduced to a mind numbed zombie It was not a difficult choice. Since the Joker did not accept failure especially when it came to revenge Batgirl would receive the maximum dose. If mental damage resulted well there were risks in everything.

For the first two hours of her reprieve Batgirl devoted herself to devising a plan to defeat Scarecrow. Deprived of her utility belt and unable to escape the Bat Beauty decided that she had to win with her mind. If she could focus her mind on one subject just before the dream began she felt it might be possible to withstand the fear and terror.

The only topic she felt could totally engage her mind was of course her lover and champion Batman. Batgirl felt if she could concentrate on the special events that she and the Caped Crusader had shared there may be a chance. It was a huge gamble because while she recalled all the times she and Batman had made love at the same moment dark drug induced images also involving her lover would be competing for her attention. If she faltered in the slightest manner she would be doomed After deciding on a course of action Batgirl determined that she must practice the art of focusing her mind. The masked maid pulled hard on her left wrist causing agonizing pain while at the same time focusing her mind on Batman. At first she could negate the pain for only ten or fifteen seconds but the bold beauty quickly improved. With a searing pain in her shoulder the recollection of her first tryst with the Dark Knight held the agony at bay for over three minutes. For the rest of the time remaining the shimmering seductress practiced for the greatest challenge she ever faced When the twelve hour time period expired the Scarecrow promptly returned to face the helpless heroine. As he entered the room he leered at the enchantress and remarked,

"Well Batgirl are you ready to face me? Are you ready to experience true fear and terror without your antidote pills?" Proud and confident Batgirl replied,

"Anytime Scarecrow!" Now angered at what he still considered false bravado he readied the last injection. As the needle slid in to her arm the booted beauty focused on her first tryst with Batman in her boudoir. After undressing each other both crime fighters stood facing each other wearing their cowl, cape, gloves and boots. Suddenly the bold champion reached over and unbuttoned her Bat Cape.

As the lustrous garment of purple and gold satin fluttered to the floor Batman encased the beauty with fiery red tresses in his magnificent Bat Cape and carried her to the bed. The daring damsel recalled the cool feel of the satin cape as her lover held her close and they exchanged passionate kisses. Batman gently placed his love on her back and began to lowly caress her face, neck and chest The fires of passion ignite in the lovers as Batman gently caresses her labia while kissing and nuzzling Batgirl's perfectly formed breasts.

Five minutes after the injection Scarecrow was in a blind rage. Nothing was happening to his prisoner. Batgirl lay on the gurney with her eyes closed and a very contented look on her flawless face. If the drugs were working properly the Caped Cunt should be screaming her head off and begging for mercy. The straw man began to panic. He was being beaten and beaten badly by a girl. He searched his mind for an answer as the time of the drugs effectiveness began to slowly decrease.

Batgirl remained quiet and serene as the near perfect lovemaking experience was replayed in her mind. With her breasts and vagina on fire Batman rolled her on to her stomach and began to worship her perfectly sculpted butt. The bold champion kissed her white cheeks and ran his tongue up and down her crack. Batgirl was in heaven!

The crazed chemist Scarecrow was in hell still searching for answer to his problem as the halfway point of injection was passed. Suddenly the possible cause of Batgirl's effective resistance popped into his mind. By the contented look it was obvious the now defenseless damsel was diverting her mind away from the drug induced dreams. It was vital that he somehow must break her formable powers of concentration. In a towering rage he screamed "You cunt! Damn you!" as he slapped the fabulous face with a forehand and then a backhand.

In her mind Batgirl had reached the point where her bold lover Batman had just entered her love canal. He was huge but he felt so good. Suddenly there was a jolt and terrible images now invaded the mind of the shimmering seductress. They were vile and awful sights that filled her with fear.

The first images was of Batman in full costume on his knees in front the evil Catwoman again sitting on a dais. The foul feline demanded that Batman display his passion for her by an act of submission. The Dark Knight was ordered by the Queen of Crime to remove and surrender his Bat Cape and Bat Cowl. As her lover unbuttoned his gleaming satin cape and then began to unbutton his shiny Bat Cowl the Bat Beauty began to panic, She knew that if Batman surrendered his cowl and cape she would lose him forever. Once the shimmering cowl and cape were in her possession the Caped Crusader would be Catwoman's love slave for eternity.

The second set of images was much worse. The crime fighter stripped of most of his costume except his cowl, cape, gloves and boots had been bent over and tied to a table. As would be expected Catwoman entered the room in her black patent gloves and crotch boots. The cruel kitten was also wearing a massive stainless steel dildo

The Queen of Crime moved to the helpless hero and pushed aside the gleaming Bat Cape which exposed a very tight Bat Butt. The kitten of crime then positioned herself right behind her prisoner. The tip of the dildo was touching Batman's anus when Catwoman pushed forward and forced the instrument deep into the masked marvel. In sheer delight the Princess of Plunder slowly stroked back and forth and drove the Caped Crusader mad with passion. The Caped Crusader was soon moaning in ecstasy. Batgirl was in a now in a greater panic as she knew Batman's ego would never accept the fact that he had been sodomized by a woman. It was completely unthinkable. The humiliation the Caped Crusader must endure would be crushing. The anal rape would no doubt force her bold champion to end his life.

The Bat Beauty was now paralyzed with fear. Her champion and lover was being brutally tortured as well as slowly being pushed toward self destruction. Unwilling to let the man she completely and totally adored suffer any further Batgirl capitulated to her captor by screaming, "No more! You are hurting him! Please no more!"

Scarecrow now had his desired response as the Bat Beauty began to softly sob. With tears flowing from under her cowl Batgirl pleaded with criminal chemist to end Batman's voluntary unmasking as well as his brutal sodomization. Batgirl began to pitifully beg for her lover,

"Please stop! you are torturing him! Oh please dear god stop. I will do whatever you want just please stop hurting him!"

While the Scarecrow was a vile and vicious criminal he was not without compassion. As he watched shimmering seductress now totally distraught beg for mercy for the man she adored. She had put up such a courageous fight and almost won in the end. In the face of such staunch valor it was only fair to end her current suffering. The drug man injected Batgirl with an antidote to end the horrible dreams.

The antidote injection did its intended work as the tears and sobs of the Bat Beauty quickly came to an end. The masked maid now lay quiet. After several minutes the criminal chemist tried to arouse the Caped Cruadress but unsuccessfully. He turned the flawless face directly into the light and was greeted with glazed over eyes and a totally blank stare. Scarecrow was now in shock What had he done to Batgirl?

HOLY MISCALCULATION

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Despite a gallant effort Batgirl has been defeated by the crazed chemist the Scarecrow. Can Lance and his team find and rescue the Bat Beauty before the terrible drugs drive her mad?