Batgirl and Catwoman Part 5

"I cant take much more of this!" Catwoman mumbled desperately from underneath Batgirl. "Im about ready to pass out!"

"Me too," Batgirl replied wearily. "Weve 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! Dont pass out!" Batgirl screamed fearing the harsh skin treatment she was going to receive if Catwoman lost consciousness.

"No. Im not beaten yet," Selina replied, "There, across the room," she said rolling both girls over so Batgirl could have a look.

There, sitting on a windowsill licking its paws in anticipation of a fish dinner, was a blonde-haired tabby. It sat looking in curiosity at the two unusual fish lying on the disposal dish.

"A cat!" Batgirl cried out spraying Catwomans juices with a heavy breath 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 Batgirls back so tight that she was barely able to breathe, let alone move. Selina stared over Barbaras rear into the cats eyes and for a moment the two didnt move, woman and cat staring long and deep into each others 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. Selina, however, continued to hold the frantic heroine firmly, completely ignoring the winchs 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 windowsill, 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 youwhat happenedhow did that cat?" Barbara stammered in utter confusion as she finished removing the ropes tied around her legs and waist.

Selina took Barbara by the chin and looked her deep in the eye. "They dont 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. Selinas 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.

Selinas firm grip softened and she slowly slid her hand over Barbaras soft, girlish cheek. She gently caressed the cheek, moving her hand back and forth, barely touching the surface of Barbaras skin. Barbara stood staring back at Selina, her lower lip quivering slightly from the excitement. She raised her hand and slid her fingers tenderly over Selinas 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 Selinas large breast and gently slid her fingers along its underside, lightly stroking Selinas skin with slow and sensual tickles.

Selina 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, Selina reached over and slowly placed her middle finger under Barbaras bare nipple. With extreme care and delicacy, she slid her finger around the underside of Barbaras nipple, lightly tickling it, moving it ever so gently in a semi circular fashion.

Barbaras 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.

Selina took a small step forward, moving close enough so the bottom of her breasts lightly touched the top of Barbaras. At the same time, she softly slid her hand around Barbaras waist and placed it firmly, but gently against the small of the younger girls back.

Barbara arched her back slightly as she opened her eyes with a gentle shock. Selina lowered her head and stared deeply into Barbaras heavy, light brown eyes. For a long moment both women stared into each others pupils, looking long and deep into each others hearts and feeling the waves of sexual emotions that both girls shared. It was as though they 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, Selina lowered her face and turned her head to one side as she cautiously brought her lips close to Barbaras. Barbara lowered her eyes as she innocently watched Selinas mouth grow closer and closer to hers. Not realizing she had moved her own arms, Barbaras hands had slowly curled around Selina, her one hand slightly touching Selinas back under her arm and the other reaching over the amazons shoulder and lightly touching her auburn black hair.

Barbara could feel Selinas warm gentle breath on her lips as her mouth grew nearer. A wave of heavy, dull warmth flowed through Barbara as Selina made contact. She gently rocked her head ever so slightly, softly rubbing Barbaras lower lip with her own. The two girls began moving their heads slowly in a slight circular motion, tenderly touching and teasing the others mouth with the light, gentle touch of the others soft, dry lips.

Selina then drew in Barbaras lower lip with her lips, gently grabbing it and giving it a soft kiss, so soft that it barely moved Barbaras mouth. At first the innocent girl didnt respond, her mouth remained relaxed and motionless. Selina then moved her mouth over Barbaras lips so that her lips rested just against the girls mouth. She then gave the young girl a slight kiss, barely touching her lips with her own. Again Barbara didnt respond.

Another gentle kiss followed. This time, Barbara moved her lips slightly in response. Selina pressed a little harder and kissed again. Barbara responded by tilting her head softly forward and pressing her lips against Selinas. Both girls drew each other close and they slowly kissed each other, warm and tenderly.

Barbara had never experienced anything like this before. Of course, the nights 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, Selina had opened Barbaras 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. Selina then raised her head and cupped Barbaras cheek with her hand. With her other hand she pushed on the small of Barbaras back and guided her toward the bedroom where Selina 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. Selina 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 Selina 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.

Barbaras shoulders sank and her eyes closed heavily as she leaned forward submissively toward Selina. The dark-haired amazon then sat down on the side of the bed next to her. Selina set the cloth across Barbaras bare thigh and reached out with both hands placing them gently on the young girls shoulders. Slowly and lightly she ran her hands down Barbaras arms, pulling Barbaras arms together and crossing her hands in front of her.

Barbaras 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, and 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.

Selina tied Barbaras hands together in a snug but gentle knot. Grabbing the girl by her crossed hands and lowering her down with her other arm, Selina lay Barbara on her back and pulled her arms over her head. Using the remainder of the cloth, she tied the younger girls hands to the bedpost, securing her safely in place.

After a few moments, Selina raised another cloth and slowly lowered it over Barbaras face. She pressed it firmly over the girls eyes and wrapped it around her head, blindfolding the young heroine.

Selina 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 Barbaras wet, full lips. Both girls exchanged kiss after kiss, losing themselves in the experience.

After several long, passionate exchanges, Selina raised her head slightly and looked down at Barbaras bare breasts. Looking back at the young girl, she sprouted a pleasing smile as she ran her hand slowly and softly over Barbaras bare shoulders and down over her firm, ripe breast.

Her fingers danced lightly on the girls delicate skin as they stroked the area around her erect nipple, making slow, gentle circles around it. Then, using the fingernail on her middle finger, Selina lightly flicked Barbaras 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 Barbaras 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.

Barbaras chest surged slowly and she let out a soft, light moan as she tried to move her breast closer to the stimulation. Selina 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 heroines 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.

Batgirls 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 my breast be taken? Now! Now! But the teasing continued, relentlessly, mercilessly, with Selina 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 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 Selinas warm, gentle hands moved slowly over her bare, flat stomach and toward her unprotected pussy.

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 upbut no sooner did she question Selinas activities, then she tensed and surged in excitement. Barbara let out a slight moan as Selina slowly touched the inside of her 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 pussy. As she did this, Selina also leaned over Barbaras 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.

"Weve got to get out of here," said Catwoman helping Batgirl up, "If were lucky, theyll 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 Catwomans lair, the two costumed adventurers 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, "The cabby who picked us up and all those people in the street would never have noticed two half-naked women wearing masks and costumes."

"Yeah, I guess youre 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 daI 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. Youd think the idiot was crazy or something. What kind of loon goes parading around in a costume doing goofy things like that!" she said angrily. Barbara looked over the note sideways at Catwoman, who was sitting in her gray bikini costume and mask, and raised an eyebrow, shooting her a judgmental look. Catwoman looked down at herself and nodded her head in disgust. "OkOK FINE! Lets hear the stupid thing."

"Its a two parter so listen carefully," Barbara explained squinting at the note. She wasnt 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 cannonballWhat 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-haired avengers head as all the womans 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 wellthat one was too simple. It threw me for a second. Whats 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."

"Pssssthats 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, youre 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 Riddlers riddles also go together TIT BRAIN!" scolded Batgirl. "FeatherShitFeather ShitI dont 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 pantsor shortsor 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 Catwomans finger. There, between Fettucinis Noodle Factory and Featehylers 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 rooftop 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 thats the case," Barbara replied, "We are two very hard up, desperate actresses working a dead end career. 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, overweight, out of work has been, who has to resort to doing Star Trek episodes to make ends meet," replied Catwoman.

"You said it! Lets split up," Batgirl said. "Ill 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 rooftops toward the other side of the huge building.

***

It wasnt 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 passkey. It did pay being the Commissioners 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 streetlights 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. Barbaras eyes burst open in panic as the fumes of the anesthetic invaded her defenseless lungs. She screamed and cried but the chloroform soaked cotton wad muffled her yells. The three men pulled the gyrating heroine to the ground and held her as the darkness enveloped her and she fell unconscious.

***

The darkness soon lifted as the fuzzy circles of lights above her came into focus. Batgirl could see a few large lamps several feet above her hanging from the ceiling. She slowly slid her legs back and forth and let out a soft moan as she woozily raised herself to a sitting position. Looking about with her still glassy vision she could see she was in a large, cylindrical room about twenty feet in diameter and about forty feet tall. The floor and walls were covered with thick, heavy padding, similar to mattress material and resembled the walls of some odd asylum.

Still numb she slowly got to her feet and instantly froze in shock. "Im NAKED!" she observed gasping in fright. Only her mask, gloves and boots were left on. The rest of her costume was gone.

"Hoo Hoo Hoo" cackled a familiar voice. "So I see our little Bat SLUT is waking up from her beauty rest," taunted the Joker.

"Where are you, Joker!" demanded Batgirl as she clenched her fists and stared around the room. "Come out and face me like a man!"

"Oh but I am facing you, my dearup here," he replied. Looking up, Batgirl could see a curved window about fifteen feet up. Waving at her like an absolute dope was her white-skinned nemesis. "We thought you were fish bait back at the fish factory but we caught on to your escape when we found the ropes laying on the floor. Oh well, this fate will be much more fun," he chortled clapping his hands together is pure excitement.

"Why dont you come down her and Ill dish out some fate of my own," Batgirl replied confidently assuming her usual Batgirl stance.

"Oh no, my dear, not me, but maybe my friend might like it," and as he said this, a door behind Batgirl opened and a figure walked in. Batgirl turned and stepped back slightly in shock. There, standing in front of her was not a man but some kind of android. It was absolutely bald with a very tight, fit body and glassy white eyes.

"Ill make you a deal Batgirl. All you have to do is compete against my android and Ill let you go if you win," said the Joker.

"And what if I lose?" asked Batgirl looking back over her shoulders at the window.

"You dont want to know," the Joker replied in a demonically, low voice.

Batgirl swallowed slightly and looked back at the android. "So what do I have to do?" she asked striking another Batgirl stance.

"Oh its quite simple," laughed the Joker. "All you have to do is make my android climax BEFORE he climaxes you."

Batgirls eyes bulged for a second at this disgusting thought but a slight tingle shot between her legs. She looked the android up and down and sprouted a slight smile of confidence. The automaton was very lean and muscular but it was also quite small, almost as small as she was.

Heck, Robin could probably bully this guy, she thought. Her air of confidence was slightly shattered however as she looked between its legs and saw the size of its member. It wasnt enormous but it could be a threat if she wasnt careful.

"How do I know that thing CAN come?" Batgirl yelled back at the window.

"Dont worry, my dear. My android will respond sexually in every way a normal man will. Of course, if you dont think youve got what it takes to make a man come, Ill understand," the Joker mocked.

"OOOOOOO!" screamed Batgirl clenching her fists in rage. "Ill show you whos got more sex ape" but before the enraged heroine could finish her sentence, the nimble android dove into her, sending hard to the soft mat floor.

As quickly as it had piled on top of Batgirl, the android wrapped its left arm around her back and violently clamped its mouth over her left nipple, sucking on it hard and viciously. At the same time, it reached its right hand between her legs and began feverishly masturbating her by rubbing its fingers hard over her bare clit.

"UUUUGGGGHHHH!!!!" Batgirl moaned as the android took her off guard. "NO!" she blasted and with a major effort she used her muscular thighs to roll the android on its back and climb on top of it. Using her hands she grabbed it by its wrists and wrestled with its hands, which were frantically trying to grope her bare breasts. Then with all her weight she leaned forward and pinned the androids arms over its head.

"Ha! Thought you could beat me eh!" Batgirl mocked. "Try and tame this" Sliding her shapely hips back over its pelvis, she maneuvered its erection between her legs and slowly slid its member inside her. The android immediately reeled with sensation as she began gyrating and twisting erotically, squeezing her vaginal muscles around its cock as hard as she could to intensify the friction.

"Got to hold outcant let it affect meUUUGGGHHH!" The pressure of its large member was taking its toll on her as well along with the machines constant thrusts as it twisted and struggled under her, trying to resist climaxing itself.

Suddenly, the android thrust upward quick and hard, throwing the heroine off balance and tumbling her to one side. She immediately rolled back over and went for the same position but the android was just a little faster. Rolling over Batgirl, the android maneuvered itself behind the lively young girl and wrapped its muscular legs around her gyrating waist. Using its left hand it covered her mouth and pulled her head back to its shoulder, effectively gagging her. At the same time, it reached down between her legs and again began violently massaging her defenseless cunt.

"MMMMMMMM!!!MMMMMMGF!!!NNNNMMMG!!!" Batgirl cried and bucked like a wild filly being tamed as the android continued its ruthless onslaught. Then the android reached lower and inserted three of its fingers deep inside her. Batgirls hips surged as she was forcefully penetrated. Then her eyes opened wide in terror and she began thrusting uncontrollably as the android began oscillating its fingers in and out of her like a pianist playing the same three keys one after another, over and over again. Catwomans got to save me Batgirl thought, I know shell save me

***

Catwoman slid through the open window with ease. Being a cat burglar definitely had its advantages in this situation. She thought it was rather ironic that this was the first time she was using her skills to actually stop a crime instead of start one.

Goon, goon, where would I hide if I were a goon, she thought as she stealthily moved through the piles of crates that formed mini mountains of boxes throughout the factorys enormous warehouse. "Ah, a light at the end of the tunnel," she whispered to herself. With incredible skill and grace she silently maneuvered through the darkness and toward the lighted doorway. She entered the doorway, sliding around the doors edge like a wave of silent water.

The doorway opened onto a small, narrow hallway that was lit by a dim bulb hanging from a ten-foot ceiling. At the other end was another door that resembled the one she was standing at. She smiled slightly as she could see another light coming from under the door down the hall.

Carefully, she walked down the carpeted hallway and reached the door. With extreme caution, she opened the door and slipped inside. She found herself standing in a cylindrical room about twenty feet in diameter and stretching up into darkness. About eight feet from the floor was a series of dim lights that lined the wall in a circle around the room. The walls and floor were painted a dull green and appeared to be made of some kind of metal. Across the room was another door exactly the same as the first. Confidently, Catwoman sauntered over toward it.

Suddenly, as she reached the exact center of the room, an incredibly bright light came on from the ceiling and blasted down on the unsuspecting woman. "AAAAGGGH!" Catwoman reeled as the light devastated her eyes and she was momentarily blinded.

"Bwahahahahahahahaha. LightsCameraAction, Catwoman," cackled the all too familiar voice of the Riddler. "I see you figured out my clever little riddle my fine busty cherry," he gloated spewing out his usual spastic giggles.

"God! Shut off that FUCKING LIGHT!" Catwoman screamed as she staggered about helplessly.

"Oh for you my dear, anything," he replied. With a loud CA-THUNK the light went off and Catwoman stood shaking the spots from her eyes.

"Just wait, you sick jerk! Im going to nail your ass good for THIS!" Catwoman boasted as she regained her sight and stared defiantly at a curved window that lined one side of the wall about fifteen feet up. Up in the window, the Riddler stood giggling and snorting away.

"Nail MY ass? Oh no, Cat BITCH, I dont think its my ass thats going to get nailed. In fact, I feel sorry for yours REAL SORRY! Here, let me introduce you to a pet of mine" replied the Riddler.

Suddenly, like a huge gust of wind, the floor split into eight pie slices and each slice shot out from under the buxom heroines hi-heels, retracting into slits in the walls. For a brief moment the confused woman was suspended in mid air like some ridiculously dressed cartoon character. Then, her arms, legs and hair shot into the air as she plummeted downward.

It was only about a three-foot drop but the fall momentarily stunned the heroine as she hit the bottom. Lying on her back she slowly tried to prop herself up with her elbows and look about. She quickly noticed that she had landed on some huge, milky white pillow of some sort. It extended about two feet past her head and her feet and was shaped in such a way as to cause her to slide toward the center, almost cradling her and keeping her from reaching the sides.

The entire surface was covered with a thick, viscous, oily, white substance that absolutely prevented her from getting any traction what so ever, which she quickly realized as she twisted and struggled in vain to even sit up or flip herself over. The more she twisted, kicked and surged, the more she slipped into the center.

The material was the strangest thing of all. It didnt appear to be made of plastic or leather or anything else she could think of but it reminded her of something. Suddenly her heart sank in her chest. Its SKIN! she thought in terror. "God, Riddler what is this!" she screamed.

"Thats my new pet. A little radiation here, a little gene splicing there and a whole lot of cross breeding. Its incredible what science can do now a days," he giggled.

"WHAT!" Catwoman screamed in shock. "You mean this thing is ALIVE!"

"Oh, its much more than that"

Suddenly, the whole surface of the pillow began to oscillate and surge, pushing and maneuvering the struggling heroine toward the exact center. Then, out of the darkness, several loud whipping sounds rang out. Thick, two inch, viney tendrils shot out from the dark sides of the pillow toward Selina. Quicker than she could react, they wrapped themselves tightly around each of her wrists, arms, thighs, knees and ankles, along with several others which wrapped themselves around her chest and waist. Like several cowboys bridling a wild horse, the tendrils bound Catwomans limbs and pulled her tight, forcing her into a spread eagle position.

"UUUUUUGGGHHHNNN!!!!" Catwoman yelled like some wild, trapped animal as she struggled violently to free herself. As she fought, the tendrils fought back, holding their captive restrained and powerless. Then, a few more vines raised up over her prone body and hovered like several green snakes examining their catch. She stared at them, clenching her teeth in defiance, wondering what they were going to do. She didnt have to wait long however as they shot down at the bound and helpless heroine and wrapped themselves around various parts of her costume.

"AAAAAGGGHH!" she screamed in shock as the tendrils gave a swift but firm yank. Her costume came off in shreds and was flung aside in pieces as easily as a person tearing up a Kleenex. Her prone, restrained tan body now lay naked and defenseless, covered with a shiny coat of the slick oily substance that coated the pad she was laying on. Her huge oil covered, glistening breasts rolled slowly to either side of her chest and lay plump and unguarded, sloshing about in small waves as she continued to twist and struggle in vain.

"Heeehehehehehehehe. Now comes the good part," stammered the Riddler as he cackled and drooled at the amazon below him.

Catwoman turned her head and looked to her side. At first she stared quizzically at the odd looking stocks that had snaked themselves across the pad on either side of her and now sat erect over her chest. They hovered for a few, tension filled moments and then, with a sudden, almost unreal motion, they burst open and blossomed, forming two fleshy, circular flowers about the size of a spread open, human hand. Selina let out a light gasp of shock as they bloomed so quickly and so intensely but her gasps turned to panicked moans and grunts as each plant turned its flower and aimed it at each of her glistening breasts. Oh no! I hope that thing isnt going to do what I think its going to do?! she thought, her teeth clenched in worry and desperation as she quickly realized how really vulnerable she was.

Slowly the two flowers drew back slightly, as though they were taking in a deep breath, preparing themselves for

"UUUUUGHHGHGH!" screamed Selina in a low, almost animalistic moan as each flower pounced on its respective breast engulfing it, sucking them inward and cupping them, like some crude molester.

"Whew doggy!" howled the over excited Riddler, "Its milkin time at the Catwoman coral tonight! HEHEHEHEHEHE!"

Catwoman surged and thrust her chest and hips frantically, snarling and clenching her teeth as the flowers continued their mammary onslaught, squeezing, sucking and massaging her tits violently. An orifice at the base of each flower sucked in her large nipples and began busily biting and pulling at them, like some frantic vampire feeding on its helpless prey. Her massive tits surged forward, then up, then down flat, then together forming erotic canyons of cleavage, curves and waves of glistening, dark, tan skin as they were violated ruthlessly by the plant.

Catwoman fought feverishly but her struggles were in vain. The plant had her bound too well and she knew the Riddler had much more diabolic plans for her, plans that she might not survive. God, I hope Batgirl can save meOh God pleasecant let him break me, cant be his SLAVE!