outcome 1 - mollycoddler Spoiled

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It was a usual Friday dark for Gotham city. All form of criminal were out in strength due to the absence of Batman, Nightwing, Red Old World robin and even regular American robin. The four were off-world helping the Justice Department League and titan take tutelage of some variety of universe ending menace. Gotham wasn't left unprotected though.



At the old Gotham East Docks, a slim, feminine, hooded figure made her way up atop a tower of old containers.



"Oracle. I'm in position."Spoiler said into her communicating device. She creeped across a tower of containers, staying hidden in the shadows as she scanned the wharfage below her.



"Got it. I have a unspoilt trace on you. Remember Steph, this is just a recon op. Don't do anything unnecessary."Oracle replied as her eyes darted between the screens in strawman of her.



Spoiler rolled her eyes,"come on, you're the one always lecturing me about using computer code gens in the field and here you are calling me Steph !"



"You're right. You're right. Okay, raider. nidus up."prophet replied.



"Augh, come on. You don't have to blab out down to me. I've been doing this heroine matter for a sound bit now."



"I know, I know. I'm just a little occupy. Golden State is out at bludhaven, and everyone else is off-world. It's just you."vaticinator said with a tone of voice of a occupy older sister. Although Barbara Gordon was only two eld older than the 18 year old Stephanie Brown, Barbara had two more old age of experience in fighting criminal offense. That two More years made a league of difference.



Barbara Gordon was using the false name oracle as she sat behind the reckoner to support her friend and young man vigilante, Stephanie John Brown who was using her Spoiler alias. Barbara had given Steph her blessing to use her Batgirl moniker and even put a Bat symbol on Steph's costume, but Steph still felt more at home with her raider moniker.



"Oracle. I got eye on target."Steph reported.



The target was Markus Falcone, aka"The Little Roman ”. He was the youngest and only surviving son of the ill-famed cardinal Falcone. The Falcone maffia once owned Gotham city, from the law to the mayor, but they were chased away by both Batman and costumed baddie. Markus Falcone was bent on bringing his family unit name back to it's old resplendence. Recently out of black gate, Markus had thought Batman's absence meant that time was opportune, unfortunately the Batgirls were quite the consistent pain in the neck to his end. A twelvemonth ago the lady friend had been successful in ambushing him and getting him locked up, humiliating the Cy Young Don-to-be.



"goodness. Now keep your space and observe from afar. The Enhanced binoculars you have is to a greater extent than enough to record what 's needed."Barbara ordered, very much to the jr. heroine's dismay.



"Oh come on ! Are you serious ? It's just the slight shit Falcone !"Stephanie argued. She was getting frustrated at how Barbara babied her.



Barbara remembered how feared and ruthless the Falcone's were when she was growing up, having watched how try her forefather got when trying to lot with them. At their peak, they had even given Robert the Bruce a hard time when he first started.



"Steph. Listen to me. If Cass was here or if I was out there with you, then maybe. But for now, it 's just you."Barbara explained.



"And it 's just him ! ‘ The Little Roman ’. It is n't his dad and his old big bad mafia, it 's a little toughie and his gang of other punks."Stephanie retorted. She was n't incorrectly, the Falcone Maffia of now was barely a shadower of the Falcone Mafia of then.



"Steph…"



"No ! number on ! I 'm gear up. We 've taken down these strong-armer a crew of prison term already ! They're C class criminals ! Falcone's a caper !"pamperer argued, referencing the many times she and Barbara as Batgirl had taken out the various Falcone Maffia bunch and team. bunch and gangs who were guarding, transporting, selling illegal weapons, drugs and other contraband, or otherwise doing cap rat shit.



"Damn it Steph ! For the last time, NO ! You're too inexperienced still !"Barbara yelled back into her mic, frustrated at how Stephanie was acting.



Stephanie didn't reply.



"Steph ?"Barbara said, after a fiddling moment to cool down off."Shit !"Barbara exclaimed as she watched the transmitter on Stephanie's suit bout off,"That changeling !"



Despite being frustrated and furious at Stephanie, a substantial office of Barbara understood how Stephanie felt and her actions. It wasn't too long ago that Robert I or shaft constantly chastised and lectured her. And despite all their lecturing and babying, Barbara ignored it all too, just as Stephanie was doing to her now. However, Barbara knew the effect of such ignorance…



Barbara Gordon shut the calculator off and stood up from the desk. She sighed and walked over to her closet where she kept her Burnside Batgirl costume. She had chosen to indorse Stephanie behind the information processing system because in actuality the information she got from the calculator linked to the bat cave gave her more situational awareness than being on the ground did. But now she had to serve her friend the ripe way she knew how.



While Barbara prepped herself as Batgirl, Stephanie leapt into military action as looter. The young purpleness and black clad heroine quickly made her way down the container towboat, careful to bide hidden in the shadows.



‘ Barbara thinks I can't handle myself… I'll show her !'Stephanie thought to herself as she got closer and closer to Markus and his men. She counted only six men in sum up, including Markus himself.



"Thought you learned your object lesson the last time Little Falcone !"Stephanie taunted Markus as she leapt from one container to another while throwing a couplet of batarangs out at the thug.



"Oh shit-Augh !"one of tough cried out as one of the batarangs smacked into his top dog, knocking him out.



"Shit it's the bat !"another cried.



"It ain't the batman idiot ! It's Batgirl !"



"No no, it ain't Batgirl. It's her little friend, Spooky or some shit."Markus corrected his punk, although a trivial off the bull's eye.



"Hey asswipes ! It's rude to forget the gens of the girl kicking your roll in the hay !"Stephanie shouted out as she ducked back into the shadows.



"Hah ! You're in over your point girly !"Markus taunted.



"Shut up weirdy !"Stephanie retorted then went silent.



The four witting matter around the young Falcone began to circulate out and looked around nervously, scanning all around them for the vigilante miss. They failed to notice her drop behind them.



"Arrrgh !"One lump groaned as he was tripped to the ground. Before the others could react, Spoiler shot her rassling hooking and made her way back into the shadows.



Stephanie didn't posting but Markus had watched her the entire time, trailing her drift with his optic.



"Now boys !"Markus ordered, triggering his men who were staged atop seemingly abandoned Grus to change state on lustrous glare onto the vigilante girl.



"Oh nookie !"Stephanie muttered loudly to herself as the lights blinded her momentarily. Her advantage fighting in the tail, gone almost instantly. But she wasn't down for the count just yet.



Stephanie threw tactical tincture on from her service program belt, preventing the spotlights from blinding her. She counted three spotlights and noticed to a greater extent thugs than before beginning to close in on her position.



The teenage vigilante girl, although fitter than about men, was still a teenaged little girl. She relied on hit and run manoeuvre than hand to hand combat. She wasn't bad at it, but she was no Batman, nor even as good as Tim. So in a fit of desperation, raider threw the hold up of her eight batarangs all around her. Four hoodlum went down as they were struck while the four other batarangs found themselves stuck into the side arm and rifles on the four other thugs. Those left standing continued to shut down in on the heroine.



The grip lure came out adjacent in a desperate try to get out. Spoiler shot the hook at the eastern crane and she begins to fly through the air as she is deplume towards the crane.



"Impossible !"Stephanie cried out, her eye wide open as she watches a tongue fly through the air and cut the grappling hook line clean through."Aughh !"Steph grunted as she crashed into the ground and a container.



"Hell yeah ! Nice throw political boss !"A goon complimented Markus.



Markus and seven of his men slowly made their way over to the down vigilance man. She wasn't out for the count yet though.



plunderer threw down a roll of tobacco bomb and pulled out her twin expendable electrified billystick. At that moment, she was grateful she had trained with Dick in escrima stick fighting, the slight that she did do.



The skunk swarm continued to inflate and engulfed the surrounding men. Stephanie turned the thermals in the tactical dark glasses on and then made her move.



"Ahh !"a tough let out an electrified shriek. Then another screamed. Another toughie let out a diminished whimper as he dropped as well.



"Now boys !"Markus ordered again, this time triggering a pick-up hand truck with a large industrial fan strapped down on the back of it to pop out from one of the large containers on the ground.



The fan turned on and blew the locoweed away, leaving the vigilante in a enlighten line of wad of the punk armed with shooter.



"No way…"Stephanie muttered in disbelief. She was beginning to see that she had grossly underestimated the young Falcone and had fallen into a meticulously planned trap.



‘ Oh man… I hope Barbs isn't too mad at me for turning my vector off and comes looking for me…'Stephanie thought to herself as she found herself surrounded by the four thugs left standing and the Falcone.



"Put your weapons away. This beef is mine."Markus ordered as he began to make believe his way towards the heroine. Stephanie did not recall Markus being as built as he was or as magniloquent.



"Ha, brave of you. add it on creep !"freebooter said with bluster despite how skittish she was getting. Markus smirked.



"No more little illusion girly."The mobster growled as he approached the heroine. He had an daunting force per unit area to him as he moved on the heroine, who despite her growing fear, steeled herself in her resolution.



spoiler made the first motion, launching at the Falcone with a twin strike from above with her billy club. Markus noticed how she telegraphed her relocation and dodged backwards and countered with a knee drive into the girl's tummy.



"Auugh-aghh !"Stephanie grunted and coughed as she keeled over in bother, dropping her batons.



Markus quickly followed up by grabbing girl by her thin cervix with his aright hand and slammed her against the container behind her, holding her up against it, choking her. Instinctively the miss brought her handwriting up to his around her cervix in a vain endeavor to murder his handwriting.



"Argh-aghh-no ! G-get off of me-aargh.."Stephanie protested as she was slowly choked by the mobster, her legs kicking helplessly as she was held up against the container about a foot off the ground. Her nuance had fallen off at some power point during the flying combo Markus had done on her, allowing him to see how reasonably she really was even with her hood and face mask still up. Her pretty blue eyes slowly filled with fright.



"Well, well, well… Aren't you just the pretty picayune light-haired tease…"Markus commented, as he felt some pedigree rush to his cock at the sight of the pretty blonde teenage girl helplessly struggling against his clench. He reached out and began to tug on her side masquerade party.



"Noo…"Stephanie weakly protested, not wanting to get unmask, especially like this. The mobster ignored her plea and easily pulled her aspect mask down, revealing the vigilante little girl's full face.



"Mmm… now those are some lips just begging to be filled with some cock"Markus said, licking his own sassing much to the heroine's dismay. His rooster was getting rock hard. His grip around the blonde's slim throat loosened.



"Ahh.. don't you even think about it.."Stephanie demanded despite having been handily defeated. binge were beginning to form in her middle. Markus and the thugs who were watching from afar loved the sight of the majestic heroine squirming about helplessly.



Markus then suddenly released his grip around the missy throat but roughly turned the girl around and held her in a tight choke handle with one arm. With his other arm he stripped off the vigilantes prize utility whack, and with it, a lot of her Leslie Townes Hope in escaping.



‘ Oh… that's not good…'Stephanie lamented to herself as she tried to pull Markus's arm off from around her neck.



"Want to roll in the hay something funny ?"Markus whispered into the girl's ear while his free hand began to caress and grope the lady friend all over. He rubbed his genital organ against the heroine's tight round ass as he held her close to him.



"No…"freebooter replied weakly and continued to struggle in Falcone's compass. She didn't want to see what this criminal had to say to her.



"This little ambuscade wasn't even meant for you… it was meant for that little bat bitch…"Markus began to excuse,"But don't worry bitch. I remember you. You were with Bat cunt that dark. You helped her take down some of my boys and even helped her take on me down…"the Whitney Young Falcone described.



"Aughh… no… quit touching me-aargh !"the heroine complained as the mobster gaffer continued to grope and fondle her with one script while slowly choking her with his other."Augh…gross.."Steph groaned as he forced her hips back and her tight round of golf ass clad in her costumes spandex to rub against his crotch.



Falcone 's men cheered and taunted the vigilante girl as they watched their boss tease and plague her. Their cocks got hard at the visual sense of the slim teenaged heroine bent grass over their boss as he groped her. They especially loved it when Markus would grope her tit. Stephanie especially hated this.



"Yeah… I remember you bitch. As realize as day now… You insulted me redress before knocking me down…"Markus said into Stephanie 's ear. The girl shuddered feeling the gangster's hot breath against the back of her ear and neck opening.



"No… augh.. get off of me…"Stephanie whined, feeling the young Falcone's manus Begin to drift back down to her crotch."Noo-argh !"She let out a feeble protest as the man began to rub her pussy through the fabric of her costume. Stephanie couldn't believe what was happening.



"You said, that you bet they called me the ‘ little Roman'because I had a small turncock. That I had started to come back into Gotham as a way to make myself feel better. But that Gotham didn't need another small dicked villain."Markus described what he remembered, his arm around the vigilante lady friend's neck tightening.



"Argh !"Stephanie choked. She did remember insulting the deplorable before leaving him for the police. She always enjoyed taunting and insulting malefactor, criminal and villains, she thought it was part of her spell as mollycoddler. While she was getting choked and groped by Markus Falcone, she slightly regretted some of her witty insults."Ahh-argghh…"She grunted as Falcone pushed his private parts harder against her ass.



"You feel that you slight bitch ?"Markus asked, referring to his boneheaded 12 inch hammer that was throbbing against the vigilante's tight ass through the fabric of what they were wearing. Stephanie did palpate his meaty shaft and she wasn't thrilled about it.



"Augh-no !"She whined



"Act all haughty and righteous all you want bitch, but I can sense how the idea of my cock inside of you makes you really feel…"Markus said while pressing his finger's breadth deeper against her pussy through the fabric of her spandex. Regrettably for the heroine, she was getting a petty wet.



Stephanie would never admit it to the mob boss, but she was getting turned on. She hated how the place was making her feel, but she had always enjoyed the rocky roleplays her and Tim would do. The intense rope heavy,"escape"exercises they would do. But this was unlike, she shouldn't be feeling any type of way. Stephanie was ashamed of herself.



"Don't worry bitch… You'll get to feel my putz and more, soon, very soon…"Markus said, eliciting sunshine and jeers from his men around them.



"No..augh-argggh ! Let-aarghh !"coddler protested, struggling as hard as she could in the grasp of the gangster. She could sense him choking her harder and harder and she was helpless to do anything. She felt her stage buckle as her consciousness quickly began to fade…



‘ No… this can't be happening… someone save me… Barbara please…'Stephanie thought to herself aright before passing out.



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"No…"Batgirl muttered to herself when she finally arrived on the vista."No..no.. no. Shit ! squat shit asshole shit !"She continued as she scanned the docks from atop of a Stephen Crane overlooking them. She couldn't see anything.



Barbara Gordon had suited up in her Burnside Batgirl costume as fast as she could. As soon as the suit of clothes was on, she moved to Stephanie's last known location on her transmitter. It had only been an hr since Steph had turned her sender off. Yet when Barbara arrived to the docks, she couldn't find signs of a struggle let alone anyone even being there.



‘ It was a trap… And a thoroughgoing one too…'Barbara deduced as she continued to look around for cue. ‘ Damn it Steph !'She thought with both concern and frustration.



Batgirl spent rest of the night searching the docking facility for clues for her missing friend. The merely thing of value she was able to come up that made her heart sick too, was a oppress transmitter. It seemed like it was placed for her to detect. To taunt her.



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"Damn… Ay Johnny, I can't get this matter to work."A man dressed in a decent wooing said over to his friend. The man was a Mafia soldier or a common thug and he was messing with a small video camera on a tripod.



"diddly-shit, Ray, just power the fookin affair on, but don't hit phonograph record yet."Johnny, the early Mafia soldier in the room, told his booster."Shit, man, the visible radiation blinking red. Hit that button again, boss ain't here and prolly don't want us recording yet."



"Right right, my bad."Ray stammered as he fumbled his fingers around on the camera to stop it from recording.



"Aaarrmmgphh…"The subject field of the two cameras, the vigilance man girl, Spoiler began to stir awake. The missy immediately began to take Malcolm stock of her post.



The outset affair she realized was that she was in a chairman of some sorting. next, she immediately realized that there was a large ball-gag in her mouth and she had a blindfold over her eyes. The gag was quite large and made her mouth sore. She could feel her own tommyrot pool around the ball-gag and slowly leak out from the turning point of her mouth and drip down her chin onto her tits. Lucky enough, Steph could palpate that she was fully dressed still lay aside for her masquerade party, her hood being pulled down, and no utility belt.



‘ Oh… this is bad…'Stephanie thought to herself as she attempted to move. She found her work force to be cuffed above and behind her principal, chained to the backrest of the chair. Her legs were frog-tied and spread apart with a strong thick rope, making it impossible for her to close her ramification. She felt very vulnerable.



"Aaarrmmmmpghh !"She groaned into the ball-gag in frustration while struggling. This caught the aid of the two Mafia thugs in the elbow room with her.



"Oh dump, she's up. Get the boss."Johnny told the other soldier. Ray gave a face in answer, he wanted to be in the room when the pretty blonde miss woke up. Both of the thugs'cocks had been at half chub while setting up the camera.



"Aaarrmmmmph !"the heroine protested through the large ball gag in her mouth. She had gathered from the conversation of the two goons that they had tv camera on her perilous situation. She wasn't thrilled about it and she wasn't thrilled about the fact that they were getting their boss now. Stephanie assumed it was the crawling Markus Falcone.



She was discipline.



"Welcome to the Falcone Lake House, Spoiler."Markus said as he stepped into the room the vigilante female child was being kept in. Markus didn't spot the girl from anything, just a pretty footling light-haired girlfriend. The girl was such a stunner that walking in and seeing her all tied up in her tight costume caused profligate to rush to his peter.



"Aaaaarmpgh !"Stephanie cursed the Sicilian Mafia Don out, but only muffled noise and grunts came out. She struggled hard to no avail, the mountain chain and ropes were too strong. Without any of her pecker from her utility bang, she didn't have a real way to lam. The Falcone just scoffed at her helpless struggling.



"Ray, greyback, man the cameras… and don't vexation I'll let you boys consume a crack at her… but not before I fill each one of her holes."Markus said to his men, just loud enough so the helpless heroine could pick up. The two hood faces lit up at the medical prognosis of being able-bodied to scarf out their hammer inside of the sexy helpless blond vigilante girl, even if already used by their boss. Ray had personally experienced a beat down by the heroine.



"Aaaaaammmpghhhh !"Stephanie protested loudly against the prospect and the estimation. The heroine struggled and squirmed even harder, unfortunately achieving nothing but arousing the three deviant men surrounding her. She had no desire to allow even Markus to even relate her one bit. Though she was quite helpless to stop him or anyone from doing anything. Despite all her protesting and struggling, there was a modest, perverted part of her that was coming live, that was getting excited at the idea of being incapacitated and at the whims of these felon. A part of herself that she hated. She hated that she could feel her pussy get wet as the criminal trash continued to extend to her.



"Now boys, I need you man the cameras now."Markus instructed his men as he approached the incapacitated heroine. He placed his hands on her thighs and gripped tightly.



"Aaaammppghhh !"Stephanie whined as she felt the criminals gravelly hands grip her second joint through the fabric of her costume. She felt a shiver of fear run down her spine as the man loosened his grip and caressed up her second joint. Markus lifted his rightfulness script and began to tug at the subterfuge bend around her eye.



"Johnny… I need you to sharpen your photographic camera on our niggling heroine's expression here. You need to becharm all her emotion and formula as I fill her mean little pussycat with my cock."The Mafia Don continued his instructions as he pulled the blindfold down from her eyes. His centre met a glare from the girl and he smiled,"Good… I'm glad you have some combat in you… wouldn't be fun otherwise."He said and stroked the young lady's brass with his face."Ray, you capture everything else."



"Aaaaaaammmmpghh !"She cried out into her gag angrily. The red lights on the television camera started blinking much to her chagrin.



‘ No ! This can't be happening !'Stephanie despaired. ‘ Turn it off ! plow it off !'she wanted to scream but only muffled screams came out. The gag was nothing short of effective.



She hated what she was hearing and how the man touched her like she was a while of meat. She wanted aught more than to stab the Little Roman in the eye with a batarang.



He chuckled at her response and her blaze. He loved it, the sight of her struggling, screaming at him with the red ball-gag in her mouth as her bilgewater dripped down her chin and onto her costume clad tits.



"Don't worry beef, you'll get your just punishment soon enough. I'll recess you into telling me everything about yourself and your friends…"Markus said, finding himself going into a small villainous monologue,"Be it by the party whip and crops or the endless amounts of shaft that will stuff all your slutty little holes, you'll break…"



"Aaaaamrpgh !"Stephanie growled through the gag, interrupting the Don. She glared obelisk at him, keeping her bluster up.



‘ I'll never break creep ! Do you worse you tiny dicked felonious scum !'Stephanie thought to herself to steel her resoluteness. She fought back the urge to cry from the scourge made, the itch to shake in fear. She was a Batgirl for crying out loud, she couldn't breaking ! Barbara trusted her. Cassandra, Bruce, shaft, Damian. Tim…



"Hah, all you little top-notch heroines are the same.. All dressed up in your tight or lean little outfits, fighting crime, teasing the modest criminal, villains, and thugs… Except, uh oh, you actually don't have any baron and now a big bad criminal scum has caught you.."Markus taunted as he brought both his hands to the girls tits and groped them voiceless.



"Aaaammph !"Stephanie squealed and pulled on her binds as the Mafia Don continued to maul and grope her titmouse through the textile of her costume. Markus and the two early thugs just scoffed and smiled in delight at the sight.



"Don't worry bitch… I got something that'll make all this a little well-to-do for you."Markus said, pulling his right hand away from playing with the girl's tits. He pulled out a small little needled syringe from his pocket. Stephanie's optic widened at the ken of it.



"Aaaaamrpgh ! Aaaaaammmrpgh ! !"She yelled into the gag. She definitely did not desire whatever that was and she was deathly afraid of acerate leaf. Unfortunately for the intrepid heroine, she could only fight and wriggle in her binds as Markus slowly brought the phonograph needle to her arm, a flabby division of her costume with no kevlar liner.



"Shhhh, just read this kindness… All of our new whores love this thing."The maffia Don said with a hushed voice as he pressed down on the syringe, slowly injecting the mysterious blood serum into the incapacitated heroine.



"Aaaaaaamprghh ! !"Stephanie screamed in choler and fear as she felt the needle pierce her skin and the serum seep into her. Almost immediately Stephanie began to feel her consistency get hot and tingle everywhere, especially her snatch and bosom. Her already wet slit got even wetter…



"It's called Plaisir… created by some Gallic fuck to help him pleasure his married woman cause he had a midget cock.."Markus joked, eliciting a small chuckle from Ray and Rebel."Makes a kill in Europe… You and Batbitch busted a few load of this. But I managed to salvage some and make this special, concentrated dose for you…"He explained as he tapped the syringe a few more than clock time for dear beat before pulling it out of her.



"Aaaammpghh !"Stephanie squealed as Markus brought his manpower back to her mamilla and gave them a salutary hard squeeze. She couldn't believe what she was feeling as mightily wave of pleasure crashed over her from a simple grope.



"Yeah… the picayune bitch likes it. Johnny, make sure as shooting you're getting this !"Markus said before continuing to grope the girl harder and harder.



"Aaammmmrgh ! Aaarmpgh ! !"Stephanie squealed, biting the gag to try to prevent herself from moaning but it was useless. It was too much,"Aaaaaaooommpmmpghhh !"she moaned loudly into the gag. Markus and his cameramen smiled with delight. Johnny zoomed the camera onto Stephanie's face as she moaned into her gag, capturing her expression of reluctant pleasure.



‘ Noo… nooo ! This can't be happening… I can't be feeling this honorable ! layover ! Stop !'Stephanie thought to herself as she felt herself getting pushed closer and closer to a powerful climax. The young teenaged vigilance man little girl did her best to fight the urge to cum, but the aphrodisiac drug was too a great deal.



"Mmmm ! That's right wing bitch ! Cum like the little strumpet you really are !"Markus taunted as he mauled and groped the girls perky mammilla harder and harder until she came hard.



"AAAAAOOOOOMMMPPHHHH !"Stephanie screamed in pleasure against her will as she was forced to cum hard. The fabric around her crotch of her costume began to get soak from her juices. She was so humiliated…



The Mafia men watched in delectation as the young lady came hard, squirming and writhing in her binds. tarradiddle dripping out from the lump gag and down her chin almost uncontrollably as she screamed. Her breathing temperamental and sensual. It was a sight to get all three men shake hard.



"look at that. Our petty vigilante gripe is all wet from cumming so hard from just having her perky little bosom played with."Markus commented as he moved his work force from her titty down to her privates."Ray, get a shot of this."He instructed. Ray did as he was told eagerly, zooming the camera in onto her crotch that was visibly soaked in girlfriend's own juice.



"Aaaammpphhhh…"Stephanie whined, filled with mortification and waning pleasure.



"Don't headache Lil slut, I know what you're really craving."Markus said. He was also eager to farce his cock inside the helpless costumed blonde.



"Aaaammpphh ! !"she squealed as he quickly cut away the framework of her costume around her genital organ. The Cosa Nostra don took a moment to sop in the view of her costume matching purple G-string soaked in her own succus, allowing Ray to catch the mess with his television camera too.



"Beautiful."Markus commented before he ripping the flip-flop off. The face of all three goon lit up at the sight of the girl's bare pretty little puss.



"Aaaaaammpghh ! !"Stephanie protested, back to glaring dagger at the Mafia don. She couldn't believe she was on display like this. She shaved her slit bare because it was promiscuous to fag the uniform in, and maybe because Tim liked it, but not for weirdie like Markus Falcone !



"Now ain't that just the prettiest touchy little slit. My cock is just throbbing at the sight of it !"Markus exclaimed as he quickly fumbled his thick rock and roll strong 12 inch dick out from his slacks.



"Aaammmppghh !"Steph squealed, feeling the tip of the thug's cock against her soaking wet pussycat."Aaamphh ! Aaaaammpph-Aaaooommpgh ! !"She protested only to let out a minuscule moan as the offspring Mafia don slowly pushed his cock inside of her stringent pussy. Her eyes widened in disbelief, shock, and pleasure as the cock pushed deeper interior of her.



"Oh my god ! You feel fucking amazing ! Do all you minuscule costume fornicatress feel this secure !"Markus exclaimed as he deliberately pushed his stopcock interior of her slowly, so she could feel every inch of him.



Johnny, like instructed, kept his camera focused on the shocked face of the vigilance man girl as it slowly turned to loath delight with each inch recondite interior of her. Ray focused his camera on her pussy as it split subject to take his boss's thick hammer before zooming out to fascinate the import in it's entirety. The helpless costumed vigilante girl squirming in her binds, moaning as the vicious stuffs his dense shaft inside of her. Rebel and Ray's cocks were both rock hard and were both bore to get a prospect at fucking her.



"Aaaammpgh ! Aaaaaammmpghhhh~ !"the heroine moaned hard into her ball gag as she came hard as the outlaw finished stuffing all 12 inches inside of her. Her mind was quickly clouding with pleasure.



‘ Nooo ! Noooo ! I can't believe I came from this criminal scum's cock !'Stephanie admonished herself, ‘ Aughh ! This is bad ! I can barely reckon straight ! Feels…too good…'



"Oh ass ! She's got a frailty grip on my cock ! The little loose woman !"Markus exclaimed, feeling her already tight kitty-cat twitch and constrain around his prick as she came. It was a challenge for Markus not cum himself, he could palpate his tool throbbing and wanted to, but he wanted to enjoy the little jade a little more before he did.



"Aaaaammmmmmph ! Aammphh !"the fille grunted and moaned as Markus began to pump his prick inside of her svelte petite skeleton, pushing her towards another body shaking orgasm against her will.



‘ No ! Oh gawd !'Stephanie intellection as she was forced to cum again against her will. Her body betrayed her. ‘ Augh ! That damn drug he gave me !'



"nookie !"Markus cried out as he slammed his peter inside of her, feeling her pussy tighten around his cock once more. It was a lot. The feeling of the girls tight cunt around his pecker, her groan, the sight of her expression as she came again and again.



Markus could barely believe that he had accomplished one of his independent finish he had made for himself while he was in prison. To capture spoiler and Batgirl and rape her. To ingurgitate his turncock inside their sexy teasing little physical body. And he was one of two now.



"Aaammph….aaammmph….aaampph…"Stephanie panted and breathed hard, trying to catch her breathing space as Markus caught his own while his cock was fully overindulge inside of her. bust of humiliation and foiling formed in her eyes and dropped down her boldness.



"Oh that's good ! Our strong picayune plunderer is crying. Johnny you better capture this !"Markus pointed out and Reb captured it. The visual modality of the pretty unmasked costumed vigilante girl known as plunderer rallying cry, her mascara and make up giving the effect of shameful bout. The goon loved the sight.



"Aaaampphh !"Stephanie whimpered hard. She just wanted this ordeal to be over. Unfortunately for her, Markus Falcone had much more deviant plans for her.



"Aw, you wan na me to maintain going huh ? No problem you footling slut !"Markus replied to the girls whimper and slowly resumed pumping his thick dick inside of her, quickly eliciting a little groan from the girl.



"Aaaaammmmph~ !"the young vigilante young lady moaned and squealed into the gag. She hated how the cock of the criminal scum made her look but there was little she could do. As hard as she fought not to cum, it seemed to only make her cum harder,"AAAAAMMPPPHH ! !"She screamed as the Falcone pumped his dick harder and harder inside of her, pushing her over the edge again and again. Her body shuddered and shook as multiple orgasms ripped through her small anatomy.



"Fuck me ! This is it slut ! I'm about to cum up all inside your tight fiddling kitty-cat !"Markus blurted out as his cock pulsated and throbbed inside of the scantily legal heroine.



"AAAAMMMPHH !"Stephanie screamed. She wanted to distinguish the crook not to dare but she could barely think, overwhelmed by intense amount of pleasure coursing through her body. She hated how could feel the no-good thug's rooster throbbing and pulsate interior of her, how she could feel it leak precum interior of her. She hated how beneficial it felt.



"Hope your on some sorting of bat birth restraint bitch ! Aughh !"Markus groaned and grunted as his cock explodes a thick heavy load inside of the girl, filling her close little kitty-cat.



"AAAAAAMMMMMPPHH !"Stephanie screamed as she felt her pussy fill with the Falcone's warmly gooey cum, herself cumming hard at the smell."Aaaaammph…."She moaned and whimpered, her pussycat quiver as she felt the man's cum oozing and dripping out of her pussycat now as he slowly pulled his tool out of her. Fortunately for her, she was on some kind of Bat birth ascendancy, it was piece of the supplements that Barbara had her take. She never realized that this may bear been what they were for…



"Fuck you felt unspoiled ! Might have to have intercourse your tight little pussy a few more times before I let my men get a round !"Markus jested at the discomfited vigilante's expense,"Mmm.. look at that, all my jizz just dripping out of your pretty footling pussy, what a waste you small adulteress ! Ray make certain you zoom in and get that."He instructed his confederate.



Ray zoomed the television camera into the lost heroine's abused kitty-cat, capturing how fully of cum it was, how his boss's cum was now dripping out of it. Johnny Reb made sure he caught the expression of the heroine's font round from almost cum-drunk to horror, daze, incredulity, and chagrin.



"Tsk, what a waste."Markus commented again, taking two of his fingerbreadth and scooped a beneficial bit of his cum dripping out from her pussy. Like icing on a patty of humiliation, Markus took the scoop of cum on his finger's breadth and smeared it against the pretty blonde heroine's typeface, her affluent rose-colored cheeks to be specific.



"Aaaammmpphh…"Stephanie whimpered as tears streamed down her facial expression, mixing in with the cum smeared onto her face. The once lofty vigilance man of Gotham couldn't believe that a extremity of the notorious Falcone had just raped her and came so much inside of her. Let alone made her cum again and again, to the point her body was still trembling and shaking.



"Get her out of that seat. We're not done yet…"Markus ordered much to the heroine's discouragement."Not even close."



Ray followed his foreman's gild and moved to untie the girl from the seat she was in. Ray untied the binds that kept the young woman's leg spread first, then the ropes that kept her tied to the seat, lastly the Sir Ernst Boris Chain on the back of the chairperson that connected to her manacle were unlinked. The thug took the chance to get a trade good grope in on the young lady, eliciting a pocket-sized whine from her.



Stephanie was exhausted and barely put up a engagement, weakly squirming in the thugs grasp as he brought her down to her knees. Her hands were still cuffed in front of her and her peg were still frog-tied. She was still as helpless as before, just not tied to the seat, and now had cum oozing out of her pussycat while on her knees.



"The gag."Markus said, motioning for Ray to take the gag off. Ray unbuckled the tight and turgid ball-gag.



"Aaaam-aaahhh…"the vigilante girl let out a groan if relief as the ball-gag came out of her sassing. It was followed by a lot of her own saliva that dropped onto her costume clad nipple, her chest emblazoned with a scandalmongering bat symbol she was so lofty to put on. She felt horrible as spittle and tarradiddle dripped down into it.



"aught to say ?"Markus asked, his whole step taunting while he stroked his putz. The heroine was surprised to see that it was still hard after having been filled with what she felt to be large heaps of his cum. She glared daggers at the Mafia don.



"You won't get away with this you creep ! You think that shitty niggling screw is enough to give out me ! Yeah right-hand ! I'll fuckin killing you once I get out of this !"Stephanie went into a broad blown tirade,"I swear to God ! I'll cut your lilliputian niggling cock off and-Aa-aiyeeoww !"She was cut off by a warm slap to the human face. Her tirade was met with chortle and smirks.



"That's more like it. Ha. Ray, the ring gag."Markus said in response.



Ray waited for the angry yet helpless heroine to start another ranting or tirade, for her mouth to spread. It didn't take long.



"How presume yo-AAaaaaa-aaahh ! Aaaaaah ! Aaaah !"Stephanie began to say only to cause Ray thrust the large, uncomfortable ring gag into her rima oris, tightening the strap hard before securing it.



Ray then moved back to his camera to becharm the panorama. The heroine known as plunderer, helplessly tied up and on her knee joint, tongue sticking out grounds of the ring gag, cum dripping out of her puss, glaring daggers up at the man known as the Little roman type who was stroking his cock. Johnny focused his photographic camera on the face of the moderately blond girl, whose expression just moments ago was more akin to a pornstar than a fix vigilante. Both cameramen thugs were eagre to film what was about to happen.



‘ Augh ... This can't be happening to me ... Please ... Barbara ... Save me ... somebody ... anybody ...'Stephanie thought to herself in despair despite the show of bravado she had just put on for Markus and his punk. As proud as she was, Stephanie wasn't sure if she would be able put up much more of a scrap ...