Chapter 16 - Clash of the Titan
It had been a long night. The after effects of the poisoning she'd felt at the hands of the Joker and all the exhausting tasks she'd had to go through to cure herself and prevent the catastrophic destruction of thousands of lives (thank you Hugo Strange).
The nice thing about Arkham City was that it was essentially a portion of the city given to criminals to live in, meaning it was easy enough for her to find an apartment within the prison to go catch some sleep.
The following night, Barbara Gordon was rested and ready to get back to work. The papers liked to tote that Arkham City was closed, but it wasn't like you could just move thousands of hardened convicts in one day. Especially when dealing with the kind that she planned on handling that night.
Somehow a shipment of Titan had ended up within the city walls after being smuggled from Arkham Island. One of the inmates had requested her assistance in tracking and destroying the supply, which Barbara had been doing while on her adventure the night before.
So maybe her intentions weren't entirely pure. Arkham City was closed, what was the real danger from letting a couple of convicts have a last few nights of playing King of the Mountain? The real reason Batgirl was in Arkham City was that she may or may not just be looking to get fucked a couple more times before the convicts got put in a real prison capable of holding them… one that would frown on her showing up and getting fucked every other night.
The redhead sailed with the wind going through her cape, landing on the Helipad in front of the headquarters for Krank Co. Toys. She smiled as she looked up at the giant Teddy Bear on the roof and how she couldn't really tell if it was a bear or a rabbit.
Slowly and silently, Barbara entered the building, hesitant to confront the inhabitant, especially after their last encounter… her legs were still wobbly.
Barbara had not bothered with returning for a fresh outfit, the one that Strange had given her would do well enough. Her cowl was over her head with her long red hair flowing out from under it. Her lips reapplied with lipstick she had saved in a spare pocket on her utility belt. Her top was only a bullet-proof grey tube top with a yellow bat symbol over her breasts, as she had learned the night before, it was easy enough to pull it up to see her perky tits. Her pants were a distant memory, instead she only had a yellow thong to go with her utility belt as well as some knee-high, stiletto boots and a set of matching gloves that went up to her elbows. Essentially she looked like a stripper's take on Batgirl.
Barbara did have to say she kind of liked the outfit though and it saved her a lot of hassle when it came to fucking and getting fucked.
As she slowly moved down the stairs, Barbara saw him, he hulking mass of muscle known as Bane.
Barbara took a deep breath then said in her best tone of authority, "all my Titan has been destroyed Bane, how about yours?"
Bane didn't seem shocked at her sudden materialization behind him, nor did he sound impressed with her statement. "Yes, about that, Batgirl. I did not see the sense in destroying such a weapon when I could use it for myself."
Batgirl sneered, having sensed a betrayal from the beginning of her journey, "you know I can't let you do that, Bane."
"What is your recourse, Batgirl?" Bane asked. Batgirl lashed out before the words were completely out of his mouth and looked to daze him with a haymaker. What she didn't count on was Bane catching her fist in mid-swing and using it to toss her across the room.
Barbara hit the wall with a thud and a grunt, noticing the drawback to such a sexy outfit was the lack of protection it gave her. She was completely fine but she was a little dazed. She watched as Bane towered over her.
"You shall be the first to see my triumph," Bane explained, shrugging off the Venom storage tank from his back in favor of a simple injection in his arm, "with all the world's Titan supply, I will be unstoppable." Barbara watched as his muscles expanded even past their already impressive size, she could see his skin hardening, but not deforming like the everyday Titans, probably due to his experience with Venom in the past. Bane roared as he reached full strength, "But why talk when I can show you?!"
Barbara hardly had time to blink before Bane had her in his clutches. His enormous hand clamped onto her skull in a vise-like grip, Batgirl knew that any recourse she took would only break her own neck then as she saw Bane's pants being loosened then seconds later dropped, the redheaded sidekick knew that there was no other place she would rather be.
The Venom and Titan-enhanced cock stood at full attention, thick and long and ready to be put to use. Barbara's mouth opened wide and accepted the tip into her mouth. Bane used both hands to hold her head in place. She wasn't even fully on her knees, the chemical-dependant goliath was so tall that Barbara needed to only bend over slightly to place her face in his crotch.
Rather than fight, Batgirl placed her hands behind her back and allowed Bane to do as he wished with her. She was so horny from being manhandled so completely that she was about ready to cum from being mouth-fucked.
Batgirl's lips were tight around the shaft, as if she had any choice, the cock was so thick she had to open her jaws as wide as she possibly could just to fit the thing in. Her eyes were lightly closed, it made her slightly dizzy to keep them open and watch as the behemoth's torso darted back and forth in front of her eyes.
She sucked hard, her tongue working against the hard rod as it sawed in and out of her mouth. The head playfully tickling her gag reflex as it stabbed into her throat. Bane released her head and watched as the heroine shot back to gasp loudly. Then he seemed somewhat surprised when suddenly her hands rose up and clasped the cock firmly as she ran her tongue along the underside of the prick before she began nursing on the tip like an infant with a bottle.
"See, even the Bat's zorra can see that Bane is the one she should be worshipping," Bane announced, "you marvel at the strength of Bane, zorra."
Batgirl was fluent in Spanish, so she knew that zorra was just a word for slut. While she was okay with that, even finding the title somewhat fitting, she did discover herself slightly annoyed that Bane was referring to Bane in the third person.
She continued to alternate between sucking on the head to licking the shaft and kissing the magnificence of the size. Dropping her hands from the rod, she pulled up her top to reveal her perky, beautiful tits. Her nipples were erect and hard. They were sensitive to her touch and she felt delighted as her delicate fingers clasped onto them and began to pinch and twist.
Bane's hands once again locked onto her petite head and began to bounce her face back and forth, driving his cock down her throat, feeling the snugness as his rod was hugged by her esophagus. Batgirl moaned between her gags and gasps. One of her hands slid down from her tits to her pussy, creeping inside her panties to pet her tender mound.
"You enjoy sucking the cock of Bane, don't you zorra?" asked the giant in his gravelly, ethnic tone, confidant now that his power had been increased by the Titan formula.
"Mm-hmmmm," Batgirl moaned as she sucked and fingered herself.
"Then prepare yourself, Batgirl," Bane stated, "to marvel in the magnificence of having it inside of you."
Batgirl let out a startled yelp as she was yanked to her feet and pushed against the wall. She felt Bane's hand on the back of her head, holding it against the cement bricks as he yanked down her panties only down to about the halfway point on her thighs before his enormous cock slid slowly inside of her.
"AGHHHH…" Batgirl groaned as her pussy fit around the shaft tightly, feeling as though he were about to split her in two, but determined to take every bit of it inside of her.
Batgirl hugged the wall as Bane placed his hands on her hips and began to thrust his hips as hard as the human girl could take. Her feet left the ground with each push of his cock, each coming faster and stronger than the one before it.
Barbara Gordon screamed, her eyes watering as she reveled in the penetration. Her pert buttocks shook as they slammed against Bane's hips. She bit her lower lip as she groaned and grew closer to climax with every mighty thrust.
Batgirl suddenly felt the thrusting cease as she was turned around to face Bane, but promptly was leaned back with her legs wrapped around his waist as much as she could manage. Batgirl's shoulders rested on the ground as he fucked her hard enough to cause her whole body to shake like a ragdoll.
Eventually, Batgirl's legs went to jelly, no longer able to support herself. Bane was now on top of her, his thick arms placed on the ground as the heroine's legs were pushed into her chest, nearly bending her in half. Her fingertips aggressively rubbed her clit, she hollered loudly as she rested on her elbows and threw her head back. She climaxed powerfully, her juices flowing from around the cock.
"Hahaha," Bane boomed, his laughter deep and condescending, "the zorra has her orgasm before Bane?"
"Whenever you're ready, big guy," Batgirl said with a smile, choosing to squeeze her tits together on display.
Bane pumped for a few moments longer, burying his cock deep inside of her over and over again. Then finally her let out a raging roar and in one motion, he pulled out and sprayed his incredible load all over the heroine's masked face.
The goliath left her on the floor and wandered into the next room. Batgirl rolled onto her chest and watched as he picked something out of a box. Squinting, she could see it was a leash and collar.
"I believe these are meant for a perro," Bane explained, which was of course Spanish for dog, "but I believe that it suits the purpose you will soon find yourself serving for me."
Barbara laughed then said, "as much as that is a fetishistic dream come true, I have better places to be."
Bane hadn't realized that the room he had entered had an electrical gate control just outside the door. Batgirl grabbed a batarang out of her belt and threw it straight as an arrow to impale the button.
"NOOOO!" Bane yelled as the gate shut closed in front of him. Even with all of his strength the gate was stronger than he was. He wasn't going anywhere.
"I'll be sure to send the pick-up crew after your Venom and Titan wear off, enjoy coming down from a hit of Titan," Batgirl said, in her best perky voice as she started to spray some explosive gel on the Titan Containers.
As she watched the tanks explode she tasted some of the cum that was still dripping off of her mask and wondered if with the Titan-lacing it was safe to swallow…
Batgirl exited Krank Co. Toys and heard a phone ringing. Knowing Arkham City's payphone system had been taken offline before the place had opened she raced to grab the receiver.
"Hello Bat Girl..."
"Zsasz..."
"You sound unhappy to hear me, Bat Girl. I would think that afterour encounters on the Island that we might be better acquainted, I know I've been looking forward toseeing you again. My cock craves for you, Bat Girl. I desperately wish to grab your hair and force that pretty mouth of yours around my cock. I want to drivemy bulging helmet down your throat over and over again. I want to hear you gag asyou choke on my dick. I want youfeel your saliva dripping past your lips and down onto your perky, perfect tits.I long to feel your tongue against my prick as you desperately suck and pleasure me likethe good little whore we both know you are. Then whenit's all over I willDRIVE MY COCK down your throat and asyou choke I will shoot my load DOWN YOUR THROAT!"
CLICK!
Batgirl had failed to trace the call, partiallybecause what he had saidhad sort of turned her on. She hoped she called him back...so she could track him down of course, totally not because she wanted to finger herself ashe explained the things he'd do to her...