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PART 19
Batwoman, rendered paralysed and helpless by her own Bat spray, finds herself stripped and sexually assaulted by Charity. But as she endures the terrible ordeal, a glimmer of hope catches her eye as Wonder Woman starts to come to, after the chloroform attack by Hope…
Katherine felt her heart race in anticipation as her hopes soared at the sight, such a small and insignificant movement that spelled salvation for them all, the barest flick of Wonder Woman’s finger. But if she could see the first signs of recovery in the Amazon, then so could the sisters she needed to make sure Charity’s attention was firmly fixed on her…and with a dread heart she realized that the only way she could do that would be some kind of dare…a challenge to Charity that she couldn’t resist…something that would keep her interest. Paralyzed as she was, there was only one thing she could say that would – or might - work.
“Y-you…wi-will …never make…me…COME!!!!” she gasped out through gritted teeth, her speech slurred by the paralysing drug, as Charity’s fingers probed inside the very essence of her body, the fingernails scraping painfully against the walls of her vagina as they rotated, snagging the flesh.
“HUH-AUGGGHHHHH!N-NO!AUUGGGGHHHHH-HUH-HUH-HUH! NO!” Katherine gasped in pain.
“OH! NOW THAT SOUNDS LIKE A CHALLENGE!” Charity crowed in delight. “Honey, you got no idea who you are up against. I done a coupla stretches in Chowchilla, you heard of that place, huh? Oh sure you have, you being in the law business an’ all. Well, when you do time in a big ol’ women only prison like that, it gets kinda boring, ya know? Oh, they got them education programs to give a gal an interest but, meh, who needs it. Ya know what’s the best thing a gal learns in a place like that? It ain’t in the school classes. The best thing a gal learns is in her cell… at night… with her cell mate. All alone in the dark. The best thing a gal learns is…technique!” she smiled as she bit down on Katherine’s nipple her mouth spread wide to engulf the crest of the breast, her hot wet tongue pressing the teat down , then allowing it to spring back up before the teeth closed in like a vicious pincer as her mouth pressed down and closed in an airtight seal before she pulled back with the nipple between her teeth and a shrill shriek of pleasure.
Inwardly, Katherine felt relieved that she had taken the bait, but the reality of what the situation called for – slowly weakening her resistance to all of Charity’s sexual skills- also registered and just what that might mean filled her with dread. She risked another quick glance at the Amazon, but unable to move her head she could only flick her gaze in that direction for an instant. There were no more signs off movement. She swallowed hard and braced herself for the torment that was to come.
She couldn’t see Batgirl at all and just had to assume she was still incapacitated. After the terrible ordeal that the young crimefighter had gone through tonight, Kate would surprised if she was in any state to take on the formidable sisters. But Wonder Woman, who had suffered less at the sisters’ hands, was an Amazon; physically more robust and so, Kate hoped, with faster recovery times for the debilitating effects of the chloroform. Kate hoped that, having lied to the sisters about the time the paralysis spray lasted, she would be in a position to surprise them and aid Wonder Woman when the time came to make a move. But right now, that time seemed a lifetime away. And might literally be so, if the sisters had murder on their minds.
Charity frantically worked her fingers deep inside the Gotham heroine, and Kate reluctantly admitted to herself, the crook’s boasts were based upon fact. The practiced skill and dexterity that the elder sister showed was something of an eye opener, literally, to Batwoman. As a well-practiced lesbian herself, she thought she had seen (and felt) it all. Undeniably, Charity had skills.
The senior Grace girl was groping and kneading Batwoman’s breasts whilst her head migrated from chest to neck to cheek to lips in a precise and passionate tour that Katherine found impossible not to respond to. Charity’s hot breath played over the heroine’s skin, warm and soft and teasing, announcing the passage of her mouth over Batwoman’s helpless body before the lips would descend and strike at their prey like the flash of a cobra’s attack. And with a similar bite.
It left Kate breathless, her only movement the twitch of her jaw as her eyes gazed up at the darkened ceiling above the stage. Her mind was racing, a massive conflicting cauldron of raw emotions. She felt fear, yes; for herself; for Batgirl; for Wonder Woman. She felt frustration at her own impotence; her total inability to act to stop these vile criminals, to save herself and her friends. But above all she felt…excitement. In her own sexual relations she had always been the dominant partner, controlling, leading, dictating the levels of intimacy, the pace of the ride. ‘Scream if you wanna go faster’ was something of a bedroom catchphrase of hers. Yet now, as all that control was robbed from her by Charity’s forceful finger fucking, it felt almost…liberating to her.
Her breasts rose and fell, increasing in speed as they mirrored Charity’s own frantic pace building inexorably to a climax -‘Scream if ya wanna go faster’. Her mouth, dry and barely open due to the drug, was quivering as it fought the rigid muscles, aching to drop open, to widen in the sheer raw passion of the moment, as she felt the tension in the taut muscles of her pelvic floor, locked, trapped in an endless clench by the damned paralysis spray. She couldn’t bare this; she couldn’t resist the building pressure within her own body. Deprived of movement and the ability to touch, her other senses seemed to heighten. She became acutely aware of the blood hardening in her nipples, the teats swelling as Charity toyed and played with them.
‘Scream if ya wanna go faster’ - she kept on returning to that thought- but she couldn’t scream, she couldn’t do anything, except gasp and grunt the briefest of words and phrases. All thought of Batgirl was gone, all thought of Wonder Woman was gone. There was just her and Charity’s fingers, and lips and breath and hands - destroying her will, toying with her, playing with her body, crushing her resistance with pleasure.
And yet…something was not right, was holding her back from releasing herself in the throes of pleasure. As good as Charity was – and she was really, really good – there was something missing. She didn’t realize what it was until there was a sound and movement at the periphery of her vision.
As Hope and Faith returned to the stage, as Katherine saw them and the younger girl in particular she knew what it was – LUST. Charity’s working over of her might be ticking the boxes but it was just that- formulaic. She had said she had learned technique and she clearly had; yet though her defilement of Katherine couldn’t be more intimate it somehow lacked… intimacy. Yet when she saw Hope, things stirred in Katherine. Passion, desire - almost independent of whatever Charity was up to physically with her body. Katherine knew that Hope was the one she desired to be doing this with.
“AWWW! WHAT THE HEY?!!!SHE WAS MY ONE! I CATCHED HER, ITS ONLY FAIR I GET TO DO THAT!” Hope said petulantly when she saw the scene before her. Faith just enjoyed the view of the defiled champion of Gotham.
The interruption broke Charity’s stride. “Dammit Hope just use one of the other ones… they ain’t gonna protest none…” she said as she stopped mid thrust with her hand and let out a heavy sigh of impatience.
“You wouldn’t be a-bossin’ me about if I still had my chloroboobies…” Hope said with a voice heavy with regret. “Knewed I shouldn’t a washed it off…” she glared at Faith. “Them other two are still unconcussed, they ain’t no fun just lying there …”
“They’re UNCONSCIOUS, Hope,” Faith corrected her, “not ‘unconcussed’. She’s kinda right though Char they ain’t gonna be up to much, spark out like that and they got all chloro over their faces from when ‘Brain of the USA’ here took ‘em down”. She threw a thumb at her younger sister who looked behind herself to see who Faith meant.
Charity sighed. “FINE! We will all get to work on Mommy Bat here, happy?”
“YAYYYY! “ Hope cried delightedly. Faith however walked over to squat beside Batgirl, her wrists resting on her knees. She slowly slapped her face lightly looking for signs of recovery. There were none.
“Shit. Jimmy did a job on her alright.”Faith shook her head. “She looks fucked. Which of course is ironic as she has ACTUALLY been fucked…” she sniggered as she stood and strolled over to the Amazon.
Charity frowned. “Not sure if it counts as ironic if it actually did happen…”
“Yeah, well, whatever. She took a poundin’ is all I’m sayin’. Wonder he didn’t break her poor little Bat-back. Think he might have broken her Bat Butt anyways. Or at least put a crack in it…HA-HA! Get it Char?! Put a crack in it ! Ha ha!” she laughed.
“JESUS! You are getting as bad as her…” Charity shook her head as she indicated Hope, while Faith looked over Wonder Woman. But she did snigger.
Not to be left out Hope laughed too.
“HA-HA! A CRACK IN IT! A CRACK IN IT! HA HA!.....I don’t get it…” Hope said as her voice faded.
“Oh, for fucks sake…” Faith rolled her eyes. “Oh, never mind. C’mon Hope – lets get you some senior Bat-Pussy.”
As she turned away from her inspection of Wonder Woman she suddenly felt a tug as her ankle was held. She looked down in surprise as it was suddenly swept away from her by the Amazon who spun on the floor to swipe the remaining leg from under the middle sister, sending her crashing onto her back even as Wonder Woman had risen to a crouch.
But she was still woozy from the chloroform and as she made to stand upright she swayed in place instead, forced to steady herself with a palm to the floor, blinking to try and clear her head as her vision swam.
“SHIT!!! GET HER, HOPE!!!!” Charity shouted to her youngest sister as she was still lying atop Batwoman.
“OK!” Hope answered dutifully and trotted over to stand beside Faith, bending down to help her sister up.
“NOT HER, YOU FUCKING MORON!!!! GET WONDER WOMAN!!!!” Charity screamed desperately , now up on her knees.
“WELL YOU NEVER SAID!” Hope shouted back angrily, feeling defensive. But by the time she turned to face Wonder Woman the Amazon was upright and towering above her. “Oh crap.” Hope said as she saw the formidable woman before her.
Wonder Woman gave the briefest of forced smiles before she threw a right cross that spun Hope around on the spot as it connected firmly with her jaw. But though the first round went to the Amazon she was still tottering unsteadily as she came back to her senses.
“YOU FUCKING BITCH! THAT’S MY SISTER!” Charity cried protectively as she finally stood squaring off against the raven haired beauty.
Wonder Woman checked herself slightly in surprise at the show of sisterly love. She shook her head again as she gathered her wits, taking in the scene fully with Batwoman and Batgirl both lying prone, though Batwoman at least seemed conscious as her eyes looked beseechingly at Diana.
“You’d better pray they are both still alive…” the Amazon said menacingly.
“Oh don’t worry…you’ll soon be joining them…” Charity said as she reached down her cleavage to retrieve the paralyzing spray… only to find to her surprise it wasn’t there. Then she remembered she had left it beside Batwoman’s body, which was now behind her. “SHIT!”
She turned to retrieve it, but Wonder Woman, though oblivious to her plans , had no intention of letting her get a hold of anything. She spun her round by the shoulder and hit her, hard, with a straight left that caught her on the right cheek and sent her flying backwards. As Wonder Woman started after her, she felt her foot being held by Faith, still on the floor. She didn’t try to kick loose but instead just bent her knee and then straightened it savagely, hitting Faith hard in the shoulder. She grunted and let go as she fell backwards.
Hope was still out of the equation, sprawled on her stomach, still shocked by the attack, her limbs slowly moving ineffectually as she tried to raise herself.
Katherine’s spirits soared as she saw Wonder Woman in action. She herself was powerless to aid her but it looked as if help was the last thing the Amazon needed. She strode passed Batwoman and gathered Charity by the throat. Charity grabbed the wrists that held her, choking as the mighty female warrior started to lift her off her feet. She held her for a second, then threw her several feet across the stage. Hope had risen to her knees and looked up just as Charity went flying passed.
“Oooo. ‘Bye Char!” she said brightly and waved before she stood. She saw Faith stumbling to her feet too before she turned to see the large Amazonian advancing on her. “Uh-oh. She looks pretty mean, Faith…” Hope said uncertainly, backing up.
“Oh, ‘pretty mean’ doesn’t even begin to cover it…” Wonder Woman said with venom.
Hope wasn’t particularly adept at fighting but she was often too stupid to realize when to be afraid. She suddenly launched herself at the advancing warrior with gusto. Wonder Woman caught her mid-air by the ribs and tossed her away some ten or twelve feet.
The youngest sister landed with a scream heavily on her back, winded.
Faith saw her fall with concern. “You big fucking bitch! You wanna play? WELL COME ON, BITCH! BRING IT!” she beckoned the Amazon towards her.
“Be careful what you wish for, Faith.” Wonder Woman responded as she accepted the challenge, advancing menacingly.
Faith threw a left and a right that Wonder Woman ducked under easily. As Diana rose from the second dodged blow she landed a chop to Faith’s stomach that doubled her up, her arms clutching her gut. She was about to land a second chopped stroke to Faith’s neck and finish her off when her instinct took over and she turned , just in time to avoid a chair that Charity had hurled at her from beside the table. It caught her a glancing blow, forcing her to take half a step back and in that second the doubled up Faith charged into her midriff from her crouched position, grappling with her and wrestling her to the floor. But Wonder Woman had trained a lifetime for such things and rolled with the attack, ending up on her back but flinging Faith onwards, using her own momentum against her.
But Charity had used the time to help Hope up.
“You ok? “she asked with surprisingly genuine concern of her youngest sister.
“I guess so. Boy she’s really pissed off at us…” Hope said with wide eyed surprise.
Charity smiled as she looked at her affectionately. “That’s my Hope. Now, go get the BITCH!” she slapped Hope on the back and the young girl nodded grimly and then ran at Wonder Woman as she was getting up. Charity headed for the paralyzing spray beside Batwoman.
Wonder Woman didn’t know what scheme Charity was up to, but the fact she was using her sisters as fodder seemed obvious, and as such the wily Amazon knew she had to stop her from doing whatever she was planning.
She sighed as she batted away Hope easily , who flew into Faith. Though she was fighting without her belt she was still naturally strong and as a trained athlete and skilled warrior she was more than a match for the sisters individually. But in multiple attacks it might be a different story. Especially if Charity was seeking to arm herself in some way. Wonder Woman decided not to give her the chance. She rushed at her, grabbing her by the throat once more, but this time with both hands. Charity again grabbed Wonder Woman’s wrists but this time she also wrapped her thighs around the Amazon’s waist. And clung on. Locked in this tussle but unbalanced by Charity’s weight the two women crashed to the ground, with Wonder Woman choking her rival into submission.
“ZBREDABIDCH!” gasped Charity as they grappled and rolled, choked by the Amazon's powerful grip.
“What?”said Hope failing to understand. “You’ll have to speak clearer I can’t understand you when you are being choked like that…”
Charity flung an arm out to point to the freezing spray beside Batwoman. “ZBRAYYY-DA -BIDCH!!!”
Hope followed the arm and the penny slowly dropped.
Wonder Woman was locked in the struggle with Charity but even she could tell the significance of Charity’s instructions, although she didn’t know what the spray did, she assumed it had to be some kind of knock out gas. She rolled onto her back in order to get her knee up beneath Charity and fling her off but to her dismay she suddenly felt Faith’s body land on her, pinning her down. Knowing full well what was at stake, she bucked furiously , flinging her off and loosening Charity’s grip on her own wrists. She rolled on top, pinning Charity below her and reared back, breaking Charity’s hold and finishing her off with a sharp crisp punch to the jaw that finally laid the villain out cold. Suddenly arms enfolded the Amazons shoulders, as Faith grabbed her from behind. Wonder Woman snapped her head back, butting Faith in the nose and knocking her backwards. Wonder Woman stood and turned, advancing on Hope who stood uncertainly, wondering what to do.
But as she got within two feet of her Hope suddenly brought up her hand. There was a ‘PFFFSSSSSSTTTT’ noise and a faint mist engulfed the Amazon.
She stopped dead in her tracks, coughed and blinked, but the knockout gas had no effect. She took a step forward towards Hope and to her surprise her legs never moved and she instead toppled forward to land heavily on her knees. She was totally stunned but as she went to rise and bring her arms up she found nothing happened. Wide eyed and frowning, open mouthed she tried to speak but to her horror found even that was difficult.
“C-C-CAN’T…MOVE…HU-HUH” she could only look up as Hope moved to stand over her.
“TIMBERRRRRRRRRRRRRR!” Hope cried with glee as she forcefully pushed Wonder Woman on the shoulder and watched her topple over helplessly to the floor.
Katherine could only watch in utter despair.