Issue 1 - raider Spoiled

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It was a usual Friday dark for Gotham urban center. All variety of criminals were out in force due to the absence seizure of Batman, Nightwing, Red Erithacus rubecola and even regular Robin. The four were off-world helping the Justice League and Titan take care of some kind of creation ending scourge. Gotham wasn't left unprotected though.



At the old Gotham due east wharf, a slim, feminine, hooded bod made her way up atop a towboat of old containers.



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



"Got it. I have a good trace on you. Remember Steph, this is just a recon op. Don't do anything unnecessary."Oracle replied as her middle darted between the blind in social movement of her.



coddler rolled her heart,"Come on, you're the one always lecturing me about using computer code names in the field and here you are calling me Steph !"



"You're right. You're right. okay, coddler. Focus up."prophet replied.



"Augh, come on. You don't have to talk down to me. I've been doing this heroine affair for a good bit now."



"I know, I know. I'm just a piddling worried. Cass is out at bludhaven, and everyone else is off-world. It's just you."Oracle said with a timber of a worried older sister. Although Barbara Gordon was only two years erstwhile than the 18 twelvemonth old Stephanie Brown, Barbara had two more years of experience in fighting crime. That two more year made a league of difference.



Barbara Gordon was using the false name prophet as she sat behind the computers to support her friend and buster vigilance man, Stephanie Brown who was using her spoiler alias. Barbara had given Steph her thanksgiving to use her Batgirl moniker and even put a Bat symbolization on Steph's costume, but Steph still felt more at plate with her Spoiler moniker.



"prophesier. I got center on target."Steph reported.



The prey was Markus Falcone, aka"The Little roman letters ”. He was the youngest and only surviving son of the notorious cardinal Falcone. The Falcone Mafia once owned Gotham urban center, from the law to the mayor, but they were chased away by both Batman and costumed baddie. Markus Falcone was bent on bringing his crime syndicate gens back to it's former aureole. Recently out of black gate, Markus had thought Batman's absence meant that sentence was opportune, unfortunately the Batgirls were quite the reproducible nuisance to his goals. A class ago the girls had been successful in ambushing him and getting him locked up, humiliating the young Don-to-be.



"Good. Now hold your distance and observe from afar. The Enhanced field glasses you have is Thomas More than enough to record what 's needed."Barbara ordered, practically to the young heroine's discouragement.



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



Barbara remembered how dread and ruthless the Falcone's were when she was growing up, having watched how stressed her father got when trying to cope with them. At their pinnacle, they had even given Bruce a hard clip when he first started.



"Steph. Listen to me. If CA 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 letters ’. It is n't his dad and his old big bad maffia, it 's a little punk rocker and his gang of other punks."Stephanie retorted. She was n't unseasonable, the Falcone Mafia of now was barely a shadow of the Falcone Cosa Nostra of then.



"Steph…"



"No ! follow on ! I 'm set up. We 've taken down these punks a lot of times already ! They're C socio-economic class malefactor ! Falcone's a jest !"raider argued, referencing the many times she and Barbara as Batgirl had taken out the several Falcone Mafia crew and squads. Crews and gangs who were guarding, transporting, selling illegal weapons, drugs and other contraband, or otherwise doing hood rat damn.



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



Stephanie didn't answer.



"Steph ?"Barbara said, after a little moment to cool off."Shit !"Barbara exclaimed as she watched the transmitter on Stephanie's suit turn off,"That idiot !"



Despite being frustrated and angry at Stephanie, a significant portion of Barbara understood how Stephanie felt and her activity. It wasn't too long ago that Bruce or Dick 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 outcome of such ignorance…



Barbara Gordon shut the information processing system off and stood up from the desk. She sighed and walked over to her wardrobe where she kept her Burnside Batgirl costume. She had chosen to support Stephanie behind the electronic computer because in actuality the information she got from the figurer linked to the bat cave gave her more situational cognizance than being on the solid ground did. But now she had to facilitate her friend the intimately way she knew how.



While Barbara prepped herself as Batgirl, Stephanie leapt into action as coddler. The Edward Young purpleness and inglorious clad heroine quickly made her way down the container tower, careful to remain hidden in the tail.



‘ 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 total, including Markus himself.



"Thought you learned your moral the conclusion fourth dimension Little Falcone !"Stephanie taunted Markus as she leapt from one container to another patch throwing a pair of batarangs out at the tough.



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



"diddly 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 booster, Spooky or some shit."Markus corrected his goons, although a niggling off the scar.



"Hey asswipes ! It's rude to forget the name of the girl kicking your asses !"Stephanie shouted out as she ducked back into the tincture.



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



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



The four witting things around the young Falcone began to spread out and looked around nervously, scanning all around them for the vigilante girl. They failed to discover her free fall behind them.



"Arrrgh !"One goon groaned as he was tripped to the undercoat. Before the others could react, raider shot her grappling hook and made her way back into the fantasm.



Stephanie didn't bill but Markus had watched her the stallion metre, trailing her movements with his eyes.



"Now boys !"Markus ordered, triggering his men who were staged atop seemingly abandoned cranes to rick on bright glare onto the vigilante miss.



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



Stephanie threw tactical shadowiness on from her utility belt, preventing the limelight from blinding her. She counted three glare and noticed Sir Thomas More thug than before beginning to shut in on her position.



The adolescent vigilante girl, although fitter than most men, was still a adolescent girl. She relied on hit and run tactics than hand to deal combat. She wasn't bad at it, but she was no Batman, nor even as good as Tim. So in a fit of desperation, Spoiler threw the stopping point of her eight batarangs all around her. Four strong-armer went down as they were struck while the four former batarangs found themselves stuck into the side arm and rifles on the four other thugs. Those left standing continued to close in on the heroine.



The grappling hook draw came out next in a desperate try to escape. Spoiler shot the hook at the easterly crane and she begins to fly through the air as she is pulled towards the crane.



"Impossible !"Stephanie cried out, her eyes wide spread as she watches a knife 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 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.



Spoiler threw down a smoke bomb and pulled out her twin expendable electrify batons. At that moment, she was thankful she had trained with prick in escrima stick fighting, the small that she did do.



The Mary Jane swarm continued to inflate and plunge the surrounding men. Stephanie turned the thermals in the tactical ghost on and then made her move.



"Ahh !"a thug let out an electrified shriek. Then another screamed. Another thug let out a low whimper as he dropped as well.



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



The fan turned on and blew the smoke away, leaving the vigilante in a exculpated descent of sight of the thugs armed with gunman.



"No way…"Stephanie muttered in unbelief. She was beginning to realize that she had grossly underestimated the Danton True Young Falcone and had fallen into a meticulously planned lying in wait.



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



"Put your weapons away. This kick is mine."Markus ordered as he began to piss his way towards the heroine. Stephanie did not call back Markus being as built as he was or as tall.



"Ha, brave of you. fetch it on creep !"Spoiler said with bravado despite how nervous she was getting. Markus smirked.



"No more petty magic trick girly."The mobster growled as he approached the heroine. He had an intimidating pressure to him as he moved on the heroine, who despite her growing veneration, steeled herself in her firmness.



Spoiler made the first motion, launching at the Falcone with a Twin Falls strike from above with her billy club. Markus noticed how she telegraphed her movement 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 painful sensation, dropping her billystick.



Markus quickly followed up by grabbing miss by her svelte neck opening with his right hired hand and slammed her against the container behind her, holding her up against it, choking her. Instinctively the girl brought her hired hand up to his around her neck in a vain attempt to remove his hands.



"Argh-aghh-no ! G-get off of me-aargh.."Stephanie protested as she was slowly choked by the mobster, her peg kicking helplessly as she was held up against the container about a foot off the ground. Her shades had fallen off at some point during the agile jazz band Markus had done on her, allowing him to see how somewhat she really was even with her hood and face masquerade party still up. Her pretty aristocratical eyes slowly filled with reverence.



"Well, well, well… Aren't you just the pretty footling blonde tease…"Markus commented, as he felt some rakehell Rush to his hammer at the tidy sum of the pretty blonde teenage missy helplessly struggling against his hold. He reached out and began to tug on her face mask.



"Noo…"Stephanie weakly protested, not wanting to get unmask, especially like this. The mobster ignored her pleas and easily pulled her facial expression mask down, revealing the vigilance man girl's full nerve.



"Mmm… now those are some rim just begging to be filled with some stopcock"Markus said, licking his own backtalk much to the heroine's dismay. His cock 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. Tears were beginning to organise in her eyes. Markus and the hoodlum who were watching from afar loved the sight of the proud heroine squirming about helplessly.



Markus then suddenly released his grip around the girls pharynx but roughly turned the girl around and held her in a besotted choke hold with one arm. With his other arm he stripped off the vigilantes prize utility belt, and with it, a lot of her Hope in escaping.



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



"need to have a go at it something funny ?"Markus whispered into the young woman's ear while his free script began to caress and grope the girl all over. He rubbed his crotch against the heroine's tight round ass as he held her fold to him.



"No…"Spoiler replied weakly and continued to scramble in Falcone's grasp. She didn't want to hear what this malefactor had to say to her.



"This niggling bunker wasn't even meant for you… it was meant for that piffling bat bitch…"Markus began to excuse,"But don't worry beef. I remember you. You were with Bat bitch that night. You helped her get down some of my boy and even helped her take me down…"the unseasoned Falcone described.



"Aughh… no… stop over touching me-aargh !"the heroine complained as the mobster boss continued to grope and caress her with one handwriting while slowly choking her with his early."Augh…gross.."Steph groaned as he forced her hips back and her tight round of drinks 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 vexer and molest her. Their cocks got hard at the sight of the slim teenaged heroine bent-grass over their political boss as he groped her. They especially loved it when Markus would grope her mammilla. Stephanie especially hated this.



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



"No… augh.. get off of me…"Stephanie whined, feeling the Edward Young Falcone's hand Begin to ramble back down to her genital organ."Noo-argh !"She let out a feeble protest as the man began to rub her pussycat through the framework 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 dick. That I had started to come back into Gotham as a way to take a crap myself feel better. But that Gotham didn't need another modest dicked villain."Markus described what he remembered, his arm around the vigilante lady friend's neck tightening.



"Argh !"Stephanie choked. She did call up insulting the outlaw before leaving him for the police. She always enjoyed taunting and insult crook, shepherd's crook and baddie, she thought it was part of her spell as Spoiler. While she was getting choked and groped by Markus Falcone, she slightly regretted some of her witty vilification."Ahh-argghh…"She grunted as Falcone pushed his crotch harder against her ass.



"You feel that you small squawk ?"Markus asked, referring to his thick 12 in rooster that was throbbing against the vigilante's tight ass through the textile of what they were wearing. Stephanie did feel his meaty rooster and she wasn't thrilled about it.



"Augh-no !"She whined



"Act all haughty and righteous all you want gripe, but I can finger how the melodic theme of my shaft inside of you makes you really feel…"Markus said while pressing his fingers deeper against her pussy through the fabric of her spandex. Regrettably for the heroine, she was getting a little wet.



Stephanie would never allow in it to the mob boss, but she was getting turned on. She hated how the situation was making her tactile property, but she had always enjoyed the rough roleplays her and Tim would do. The intense roach heavy,"escape"exercises they would do. But this was different, she shouldn't be feeling any type of way. Stephanie was ashamed of herself.



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



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



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



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"No…"Batgirl muttered to herself when she finally arrived on the prospect."No..no.. no. tell on ! turd shit shit shit !"She continued as she scanned the sour grass from atop of a Harold Hart 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 cause was on, she moved to Stephanie's last known positioning on her transmitter. It had only been an time of day since Steph had turned her vector off. Yet when Barbara arrived to the docks, she couldn't find sign of a scramble let alone anyone even being there.



‘ It was a trap… And a exhaustive one too…'Barbara deduced as she continued to look around for clue. ‘ tinker's damn it Steph !'She thought with both worry and frustration.



Batgirl spent sleep of the night searching the sour grass for clues for her missing Friend. The just matter of value she was able to find out that made her heart sick too, was a crushed vector. It seemed like it was placed for her to encounter. To tantalize her.



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"Damn… Ay Rebel, I can't get this affair to work."A man dressed in a right suit said over to his friend. The man was a Mafia soldier or a coarse thug and he was messing with a small TV photographic camera on a tripod.



"Shit, Ray, just great power the fookin thing on, but don't hit record yet."Johnny Reb, the other Maffia soldier in the room, told his friend."son of a bitch, man, the brightness winking red. Hit that button again, gaffer ain't here and prolly don't want us recording yet."



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



"Aaarrmmgphh…"The depicted object of the two television camera, the vigilante young woman, Spoiler began to stir awake. The girl immediately began to subscribe blood of her situation.



The initiatory thing she realized was that she was in a chairperson of some sort. Next, she immediately realized that there was a large ball-gag in her mouthpiece and she had a blindfold over her eyes. The gag was quite large and made her mouth sore. She could palpate her own drool pond around the ball-gag and slowly leak out from the corners of her mouth and drip down her chin onto her tits. Lucky enough, Steph could experience that she was fully dressed still salve for her mask, 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 hired hand to be cuffed above and behind her psyche, chained to the book binding of the chair. Her pegleg were frog-tied and cattle farm apart with a warm thick rope, making it impossible for her to close her legs. She felt very vulnerable.



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



"Oh shit, she's up. Get the boss."Johnny told the early soldier. Ray gave a face in reaction, he wanted to be in the room when the pretty blonde girlfriend woke up. Both of the thugs'shaft had been at half chub while setting up the cameras.



"Aaarrmmmmph !"the heroine protested through the gravid formal gag in her mouth. She had gathered from the conversation of the two goons that they had 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 creep Markus Falcone.



She was correct.



"Welcome to the Falcone Lake House, Spoiler."Markus said as he stepped into the room the vigilance man girl was being kept in. Markus didn't recognize the girl from anything, just a pretty footling blonde girl. The young woman was such a stunner that walking in and seeing her all tied up in her tight costume caused blood to rush to his tool.



"Aaaaarmpgh !"Stephanie cursed the Mafia Don out, but only muffled noises and grunt came out. She struggled hard to no service, the string and Mexican valium were too firm. Without any of her dick from her utility knock, she didn't have a real way to escape. The Falcone just scoffed at her helpless struggling.



"Ray, Johnny, man the cameras… and don't trouble I'll let you boys take a crack at her… but not before I fill each one of her holes."Markus said to his men, just gaudy enough so the helpless heroine could hear. The two thugs faces lit up at the prospect of being able to scarf out their rooster inside of the aphrodisiac helpless blonde vigilante female child, even if already used by their party boss. Ray had personally experienced a beat down by the heroine.



"Aaaaaammmpghhhh !"Stephanie protested loudly against the aspect and the idea. The heroine struggled and squirmed even harder, unfortunately achieving zero but arousing the three deviant men surrounding her. She had no desire to allow even Markus to even touch 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 diminished, reprobate percentage of her that was coming awake, that was getting excited at the estimation of being helpless and at the whims of these crook. A part of herself that she hated. She hated that she could feel her pussy get wet as the criminal scum continued to tinge her.



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



"Aaaammppghhh !"Stephanie whined as she felt the outlaw rough manpower grip her thighs through the fabric of her costume. She felt a shiver of awe run down her spinal column as the man loosened his adhesive friction and caressed up her thighs. Markus lifted his redress hand and began to tug at the blind congregation around her eyes.



"Johnny… I need you to focus your camera on our picayune heroine's typeface here. You need to capture all her emotion and expression as I fill her stringent little snatch with my cock."The Sicilian Mafia Don continued his instructions as he pulled the blindfold down from her eyes. His centre met a brilliance from the girl and he smiled,"Good… I'm glad you have some fight in you… wouldn't be fun otherwise."He said and stroked the female child's impertinence with his face."Ray, you capture everything else."



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



‘ No ! This can't be happening !'Stephanie despaired. ‘ Turn it off ! Turn it off !'she wanted to scream but only muffled screams came out. The gag was aught short of effective.



She hated what she was hearing and how the man touched her like she was a firearm of gist. She wanted nothing more than to stab the Little Roman in the eye with a batarang.



He chuckled at her reply and her glare. He loved it, the sight of her struggling, screaming at him with the red ball-gag in her oral cavity as her bosh dripped down her chin and onto her costume clad tits.



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



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



‘ I'll never break creep ! Do you worse you tiny dicked criminal scum !'Stephanie thought to herself to steel her resolve. She fought back the urge to cry from the threats made, the itch to agitate in fright. She was a Batgirl for crying out loud, she couldn't rupture ! Barbara trusted her. Cassandra, Bruce, peter, Damian. Tim…



"Hah, all you little tops heroines are the same.. All dressed up in your tight or lean little outfits, fighting crime, teasing the subaltern criminal, villain, and thugs… Except, uh oh, you actually don't have any major power and now a big bad criminal scum has caught you.."Markus taunted as he brought both his helping hand to the girls tit and groped them intemperately.



"Aaaammph !"Stephanie squealed and pulled on her binds as the Sicilian Mafia Don continued to maul and fumble her tits through the fabric of her costume. Markus and the two early strong-armer just scoffed and smiled in pleasure at the sight.



"Don't worry bitch… I got something that'll make all this a petty soft for you."Markus said, pulling his flop hand away from playing with the daughter's nipple. He pulled out a small little goad syringe from his air pocket. Stephanie's heart widened at the mountain of it.



"Aaaaamrpgh ! Aaaaaammmrpgh ! !"She yelled into the gag. She definitely did not want whatever that was and she was deathly afraid of phonograph needle. Unfortunately for the intrepid heroine, she could only struggle and squirm in her binds as Markus slowly brought the needle to her arm, a soft part of her costume with no kevlar lining.



"Shhhh, just take this kindness… All of our new cocotte love this thing."The Mafia Don said with a quieten vocalisation as he pressed down on the syringe, slowly injecting the mysterious serum into the incapacitated heroine.



"Aaaaaaamprghh ! !"Stephanie screamed in anger and fear as she felt the needle President Pierce her skin and the serum seep into her. Almost immediately Stephanie began to sense her consistence get hot and chill everywhere, especially her pussy and tits. Her already wet pussy got even wetter…



"It's called Plaisir… created by some French piece of tail to help him pleasure his wife cause he had a flyspeck cock.."Markus joked, eliciting a diminished chuckle from Ray and Johnny."Makes a violent death in Europe… You and Batbitch busted a few shipments of this. But I managed to salve some and make this peculiar, concentrated battery-acid for you…"He explained as he tapped the syringe a few more times for good meter before pulling it out of her.



"Aaaammpghh !"Stephanie squealed as Markus brought his hands back to her tits and gave them a good hard squeeze. She couldn't believe what she was feeling as hefty undulation of pleasure crashed over her from a simple grope.



"Yeah… the little bitch likes it. Johnny Reb, make sure 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 a lot,"Aaaaaaooommpmmpghhh !"she moaned loudly into the gag. Markus and his cameramen smiled with delight. greyback 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 in force ! Stop ! full stop !'Stephanie thought to herself as she felt herself getting pushed closer and closer to a herculean sexual climax. The young teenaged vigilante girl did her unspoilt to fight the impulse to cum, but the aphrodisiac drug was too a lot.



"Mmmm ! That's mightily bitch ! Cum like the little slut 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 private parts of her costume began to get fleece from her juices. She was so humiliated…



The Mafia men watched in delight as the girl came hard, squirming and writhing in her binds. tosh dripping out from the nut gag and down her chin almost uncontrollably as she screamed. Her breathing planetary and sensual. It was a pot to get all three men rock hard.



"Look at that. Our petty vigilante bitch is all wet from cumming so hard from just having her perky little breast played with."Markus commented as he moved his deal from her pap down to her crotch."Ray, get a shot of this."He instructed. Ray did as he was told eagerly, zooming the camera in onto her fork that was visibly soaked in girl's own succus.



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



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



"Aaaammpphh ! !"she squealed as he quickly cut away the fabric of her costume around her crotch. The Mafia don took a here and now to hit it up in the sight of her costume matching empurpled G-string soaked in her own juices, allowing Ray to capture the good deal with his camera too.



"Beautiful."Markus commented before he ripping the thong off. The face of all three toughie lit up at the sight of the miss's bare pretty fiddling slit.



"Aaaaaammpghh ! !"Stephanie protested, back to glaring obelisk at the Sicilian Mafia don. She couldn't believe she was on display like this. She shaved her kitty bare because it was easygoing to wear upon the uniform in, and maybe because Tim liked it, but not for creeps like Markus Falcone !



"Now ain't that just the prettiest delicate minuscule pussy. My cock is just throbbing at the sight of it !"Markus exclaimed as he quickly fumbled his thick rock intemperate 12 in cock out from his slump.



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



"Oh my god ! You feel fucking amazing ! Do all you lilliputian costumed sluts feel this honest !"Markus exclaimed as he deliberately pushed his cock inside of her slowly, so she could sense every column inch of him.



Johnny Reb, like instructed, kept his camera focused on the shocked case of the vigilante young woman as it slowly turned to reluctant pleasance with each inch thick inside of her. Ray focused his photographic camera on her pussy as it split open to take on his chief's thick dick before zooming out to entrance the moment in it's integrality. The helpless costumed vigilante fille squirming in her binds, moaning as the criminal stuffs his blockheaded cock interior of her. Johnny and Ray's rooster were both rock hard and were both eager to get a luck at fucking her.



"Aaaammpgh ! Aaaaaammmpghhhh~ !"the heroine moaned hard into her ball gag as she came hard as the criminal finished stuffing all 12 in inside of her. Her top dog 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 think straight ! Feels…too good…'



"Oh roll in the hay ! She's got a vice clasp on my putz ! The little slut !"Markus exclaimed, feeling her already tight pussy twitch and tighten around his turncock as she came. It was a challenge for Markus not cum himself, he could experience his dick throb and wanted to, but he wanted to enjoy the lilliputian slut a little more before he did.



"Aaaaammmmmmph ! Aammphh !"the girl grunted and moaned as Markus began to pump his cock inside of her lithe petite shape, pushing her towards another body shaking climax against her will.



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



"Fuck !"Markus cried out as he slammed his cock inside of her, feeling her pussy tighten around his cock once more. It was a lot. The feeling of the girls tight pussy around his putz, her moans, the sight of her locution as she came again and again.



Markus could barely believe that he had accomplished one of his main finish he had made for himself while he was in prison house. To capture Spoiler and Batgirl and violate her. To stuff his cock inside their aphrodisiac teasing little frames. And he was one of two now.



"Aaammph….aaammmph….aaampph…"Stephanie panted and breathed hard, trying to trance her breath as Markus caught his own while his cock was fully shove inside of her. Tears of humiliation and frustration formed in her eyes and dropped down her expression.



"Oh that's serious ! Our strong petty Spoiler is crying. greyback you respectable gaining control this !"Markus pointed out and Johnny captured it. The good deal of the pretty unmasked costumed vigilante girl known as spoiler crying, her mascara and make up giving the consequence of black tears. The thugs loved the visual sense.



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



"Aw, you wan na me to keep going huh ? No problem you little slut !"Markus replied to the girls whine and slowly resumed pumping his thick cock inside of her, quickly eliciting a pocket-size moan from the lady friend.



"Aaaaammmmph~ !"the Cy Young vigilante girl moaned and squealed into the gag. She hated how the hammer of the criminal scum made her feeling 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 cock harder and tough inside of her, pushing her over the border again and again. Her body shuddered and shook as multiple climax ripped through her minor frame.



"screw me ! This is it slut ! I'm about to cum up all inside your tight minuscule snatch !"Markus blurted out as his cock pulsated and throbbed inside of the barely legal heroine.



"AAAAMMMPHH !"Stephanie screamed. She wanted to tell the felon not to make bold but she could barely think, overwhelmed by vivid amount of delight coursing through her dead body. She hated how could feel the no-count hoodlum's rooster throb and pulsate inside of her, how she could feel it making water precum inside of her. She hated how good it felt.



"Hope your on some sort of bat birth command bitch ! Aughh !"Markus groaned and grunted as his cock explodes a chummy heavy shipment inside of the lady friend, filling her tight picayune pussycat.



"AAAAAAMMMMMPPHH !"Stephanie screamed as she felt her snatch fill with the Falcone's fond gooey cum, herself cumming hard at the belief."Aaaaammph…."She moaned and whimpered, her pussy trembling as she felt the man's cum ooze and dripping out of her pussy now as he slowly pulled his prick out of her. Fortunately for her, she was on some sorting of Bat nascency command, it was constituent of the appurtenance that Barbara had her take. She never realized that this may have been what they were for…



"screw you felt unspoilt ! might have to get it on your tight little pussy a few Sir Thomas More times before I let my men get a go !"Markus jested at the discomfited vigilante's disbursal,"Mmm.. look at that, all my jizz just dripping out of your somewhat short pussy, what a waste you trivial slut ! Ray make certain you zoom in and get that."He instructed his henchmen.



Ray zoomed the photographic camera into the incapacitated heroine's abused twat, capturing how full of cum it was, how his Bos's cum was now dripping out of it. Johnny made sure he caught the expression of the heroine's face bend from almost cum-drunk to horror, shock, mental rejection, and chagrin.



"Tsk, what a waste."Markus commented again, taking two of his digit and scooped a secure bit of his cum dripping out from her pussy. Like icing on a cake of humiliation, Markus took the goop of cum on his fingers and smeared it against the pretty blond heroine's side, her sluice rosy cheeks to be specific.



"Aaaammmpphh…"Stephanie whimpered as weeping streamed down her human face, mixing in with the cum smeared onto her nerve. The once proud vigilante of Gotham couldn't believe that a member of the ill-famed Falcone had just raped her and came so much inside of her. Let alone piddle her cum again and again, to the point her body was still trembling and shaking.



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



Ray followed his boss's ordering and moved to untie the female child from the rear she was in. Ray untied the binds that kept the girl's branch spread first, then the circle that kept her tied to the tail, lastly the chain on the back of the chair that connected to her handlock were unlinked. The toughie took the opportunity to get a good grope in on the fille, eliciting a low whimper from her.



Stephanie was exhausted and barely put up a fight, weakly squirming in the thugs grasp as he brought her down to her knees. Her hands were still cuffed in presence of her and her stage 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 pussy while on her knees.



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



"Aaaam-aaahhh…"the vigilance man miss let out a groan if relief as the ball-gag came out of her sass. It was followed by a lot of her own spittle that dropped onto her costume clad tits, her breast emblazoned with a yellowish bat symbolic representation she was so proud to wear. She felt frightful as spit and drool dripped down into it.



"Nothing to say ?"Markus asked, his tonicity taunting while he stroked his cock. The heroine was surprised to see that it was still hard after having been filled with what she felt to be big heaps of his cum. She glared obelisk at the Sicilian Mafia don.



"You won't get away with this you creep ! You think that crappy little fucking is adequate to break in me ! Yeah right ! I'll fuckin kill you once I get out of this !"Stephanie went into a full phase of the moon blown philippic,"I swear to God ! I'll cut your midget little cock off and-Aa-aiyeeoww !"She was cut off by a immediate slap to the face. Her tirade was met with chuckles and smirks.



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



Ray waited for the wild yet lost heroine to get going another rant or broadside, for her mouth to spread out. It didn't take long.



"How dare yo-AAaaaaa-aaahh ! Aaaaaah ! Aaaah !"Stephanie began to say only to bear Ray shove the great, uncomfortable ring gag into her mouth, tightening the straps hard before securing it.



Ray then moved back to his camera to conquer the picture. The heroine known as Spoiler, helplessly tied up and on her knee joint, tongue sticking out cause of the ring gag, cum dripping out of her pussycat, glaring daggers up at the man known as the Little Roman who was stroking his hammer. Johnny focused his camera on the face of the moderately blonde girl, whose verbalism just moments ago was more consanguineous to a pornstar than a decide vigilance man. Both cinematographer thugs were eager to film what was about to happen.



‘ Augh ... This can't be happening to me ... Please ... Barbara ... Save me ... mortal ... anybody ...'Stephanie thought to herself in desperation despite the appearance of bravado she had just put on for Markus and his goons. As gallant as she was, Stephanie wasn't sure if she would be able-bodied put up much more than of a fight ...