Perils of Batgirl, one off stories updated 2/4/2022
Posted: Wed May 20, 2020 6:02 pm
This was an idea for a Batgirl bat-trap I had recently and just hand to put fingers to keys... I had another batgirl peril from another thread that I also thought would been by more in the story thread than in the discussion thread so I moved it over here and converted this thread to random one-short Perils.
I have always thought Nora Clavicle was a great foil for Batgirl since the first time I saw her press a razor sharp knitting needle to het throat. Barbara Rush wasn’t given enough to do in her one crappy episode. I do think she would be extra cruel to Batgirl for her perceived betrayal of feminism. I also think playing to the sixties trope that feminists were all repressed lesbians would be fun to play with (not very PC, but it is porn and I loved lesbian villains).
Nora Clavicle’s October Surprise
S. Sneakly
“You'll never get away with this Nora. The Gotham Police are already looking for you.” Barbara struggled to uncross her wrists, but the two henchwomen had tied them far too tightly behind her back.
“Yes, well maybe so, Batgirl, but they don't have me on any real crimes... yet.” Nora Rubbed her hand along the tweed skirt covering her thigh. “Those cases of ballots you thought I was stealing were actually fake. I planted them and pretended to steal them just to lure you into a trap.”
“What's the point of stealing fake ballots?” Barbara twisted her hands around, her fingertips just could brush the top of her Batgirl utility belt.
“Why to steal the election of course.” Nora Clavicle had only recently reappeared in on the Gotham political scene after her ill-fated attempt to destroy Gotham with a collection of explosive mice in a plotted ten million dollar insurance fraud. The judge threw out the attempted murder charge because he simply didn't believe that the Siamese Human Knot was actually a thing and all the explosives laden mice were lost in the river. It turned out what ever explosive Nora had chosen, were water soluble. The few that were found appeared harmless. Now she had turned up and was running for mayor against Millionaire Bruce Wayne to lead Gotham. Her radical feminist platform had failed to catch fire. Barbara was actually agreed with many of the stated goals, but knew better than to trust a woman who had held a razor sharp knitting needle to her throat and tried to blow up the city.
“How is that going to to steal the election? What nefarious plans are you hatching?” Batgirl couldn't see how a woman of Nora's disreputable past and history as an arch criminal was going to overcome the enormous lead of a public minded stalwart and philanthropist like Bruce Wayne.
“Oh, you'll see Batgirl. Evelina, Angelina, bring our little Bat-bait along” Nora motioned for her two evening gowned campaign workers to bring Batgirl in to a basement storage room. A sign on the door “Secret Sound Proof Campaign Strategy Room” another sign read “Authorized Personnel Only”
Each of the husky beauties grabbed Batgirl by her bound arms and shoulders and ushered her into a nondescript conference room decorated with a large portrait of Nora in her trademark tailored wool suit wearing a ceremonial Mayor's sash and top hat.
“A little premature aren't you?” Batgirl kicked her leg out but missed Eveline. “Bruce Wayne is forty points ahead and there is less than a month left in the campaign.
“Yes, just enough time for an October Surprise....” Nora was almost breathless with excitement as she lead the way over to a series of tables covered in green sheets. Batgirl could seen the large lumps under the sheets was obviously some sort of contraption. The second contraption was taller and she guessed it might be some sort of dental equipment of some sort.
“What sort of October Surprise?” Barbara didn't like where this was going.
“What indeed, Batgirl....” Nora laughed a nervous giggle of anticipation. “What indeed....”
“What could possible make Gotham turn against her favorite son in such a short amount of time?” Nora put her hand on the smaller mound. “everyone knows that Mr Wayne is a millionaire playboy, picking up women and discarding them in every corner of Gotham. Treating them like so much disposable trash.”
“We all know how he treats women, but we never talk about it....”
“Mr Wayne has always been a perfect gentleman. True, he has dated a lot, but his conduct has always been beyond reproach.” Barbara writhed but with her arms pinned and two bigger and buffer women on either side, she was going nowhere.
“That is just a wall of shame protecting him, Mr Wayne has had his share of accusers. But They are either paid off or hushed by Wayne Foundation lawyers.” Nora approached her captive until they were uncomfortably close, the fabric covering Nora's heaving chest brushing up against the pointy nipples of Batgirl's uniform.
“Now what would happen to the Wayne Campaign if his sexual peccadilloes were laid bare for the world to see just weeks before the election?” Nora's Hand reached down and cupped Barbara's pussy in her hand. There was just the layer of costume between Barbara and Nora's probing hands. Nora was gratified to feel that Batgirl was already wet with anticipation.
“What are your getting at?” Barbara kicked and tugged, but she was going nowhere and Nora knew it.
“What if Wayne was caught in a scandal so heinous that it sent him to jail for the rest of his life?” Some how Nora's fingertips managed to rip a hole in the crotch of the Batgirl costume and sent her fingers probing into the wet, shaved clit of her prisoner
“WHAT?” Batgirl yelped in surprise, suddenly feeling herself being violated.
“What if Bruce Wayne was caught and charged with the rape-murder of his most visible female supporter?” With a flick of her wrist, Nora pulled the sheet from the first table. It exposed a round leather padded Sybian vibrating machine a post rose from the back with a neck collar dangling from it. In the middle of it rose a penis, thick but only extending up and a couple of inches. In front of that was a small patch of rubber fingers. Barbara knew exactly where this was going, her own sybian looked nowhere near the industrial design of this devise.
“Let's gag her girls and put her to work for the woman's vote...”
Within minutes Barbara found herself with her ankles tied back to her thighs and straddling the soft rubber of the dildo. A large purple ball gag filled her mouth and the collar kept her from being able to dismount the sex machine. Her knees couldn't reach the table and her entire weight was sitting on the dildo and the evil rubber fingers around her clit. The crotch of her uniform was ripped open and Barbara's clean shave pussy ground the device deeper as she struggled.
“I know what you are thinking, Batgirl. How is this little fuck machine going to convince anyone that Bruce Wayne raped and killed you?” Nora moved to the second table. “It's not. It's just to convince them that you were raped.” Her voice was giddy with excitement. “The real piece de resistance is the second part of this peril'” Barbara looked at the second sheet.
“You will recall the fire that destroyed Madam Troussard's Wax Museum a few weeks ago? Well, it wasn't an accident. It was just to cover up the real crime, stealing the perfect wax castes of Bruce Wayne's hands... perfect down to the smallest details, even his finger prints.
“With those wax impressions, I was able to make covers for this...” With a delighted flourish, Nora pulled away the second cloth and exposed a a large machine with two robotic arms extending from its central unit. At the ends of each arm was a human like hand, except for the pale yellow complexion.
“I call this Choke-Bot.” She rubbed her hands lovingly across the back of the humanoid wrists. On the base of the machine a sign identified it as Bruce 2.0.
“I am sure, you are familiar with the concept of erotic asphyxiation, considering your line of work. Restricting the flow of blood to the brain will intensify the orgasms. A very dangerous game, but I do know how you like danger..... don't you?” She sniffed her juice moistened fingers before continuing. I understand Catwoman is also a big fan....”
“Anyway, you and Bruce are going to play a little game...” She picked up a controller and caused the fingers to move in an eerily realistic fashion. “Choke-Bot is going to do just that, it is going to strangle you in a most delightful way, slowly choking off air from your lungs and blood from your brain. To be honest, it could crush your windpipe in nothing flat... leaving Bruce Waynes' murderous prints all over your pretty little neck. Of course where is the fun in that....” Nora smiled. “I mean, I did promise you a rape murder, didn't I?”
“That's where the second part of this plan comes into play.” This machine isn't there just to keep you from running away.” She patted the saddle of the vibrator. “It's there to give you mind blowing orgasm after mind blowing orgasm.” Nora patted the side of Barbara's face.
“As a matter of fact, those orgasms are the only thing that is going to keep you alive.” Nora was enjoying her monologue more than was healthy.
“You see, Choke-bot is going to strangle your slowly, just like a good lover should, while the sybian is going to rub you to orgasm. The only way to stop Choke-bot from killing you is to have a nice, super intense orgasm. When you cum, Bruce will relax his grip.... at least for a minute or two. Let you catch your breath... before starting all over again.”
Nora was touching herself under her skirt and rubbing the side of Barbara's face.
“I know that doesn't sound very deadly for a multi-orgasmic girl like you, just keep cumming and cumming unto the machine breaks down or Batman rescues you.....” She smiled her wickedest grin. “That would be just too easy. I have something more interesting planned...”
This isn't your standard off the rack Sybian. You see, this one has been modified. The dildo isn't just there to help you cum and stop you from sliding off. Every time your cum, it's going to push a bit farther inside.” Nora paused for dramatic effect.
“If Bruce here fails to kill you properly, this dildo-bot will finish the job in a much more messy but just as permanent fashion. Once you are no longer cumming, Bruce will be sure to leave the appropriate marks on your neck.” Nora was in the throes of passion rubbing her clit as she envisioned Batgirl's body turning up in the trunk of Bruce Waynes limosine.
“Isn't that totally delicious?”
Barbara umphed into her gag and tugged at her arms. She was totally imobilized and her struggles did nothing but sink her farther onto the vibrator. Evelina and Angelina removed her Batcape and made sure Choke-bot would get a good exposure of Barbara's soft white neck. Next they moved the Choke-bot around to face her.
Nora put a cutout mask of Bruce Wayne over the center of the Choke-bot and flipped the switch to turn it on. The arms waved around briefly until they found her neck. As the fingers settled on her neck and started to settle on their grip in a spookily human fashion the Sybian also sparked to life.
Like the hands of the Choke-bot, the Sybian seemed to come alive as if it were part of the same semi-consciousness that animated the hands. Batgirl steeled herself for what was yet to come, an assault that was mechanized, but was also strangely human....
HOLY BAT-GASM!!! IS BARBARA TO BE FATALLY FUCKED?
IS BRUCE WAYNE TO BE BLAMED?
NORA CLAVICLE GOING TO BE MADE MAYOR OF GOTHAM?
IS THIS TO BE THE COMING OF THE FEMI-NAZI PARTY?
WHORROR'S OF WHORES, WHAT'S TO CUM NEXT?
FIND OUT IN THE NEXT CHOKE BUSTING EPISODE....
SAME BAT-TIME,
SAME BAT-CHANNEL
I have always thought Nora Clavicle was a great foil for Batgirl since the first time I saw her press a razor sharp knitting needle to het throat. Barbara Rush wasn’t given enough to do in her one crappy episode. I do think she would be extra cruel to Batgirl for her perceived betrayal of feminism. I also think playing to the sixties trope that feminists were all repressed lesbians would be fun to play with (not very PC, but it is porn and I loved lesbian villains).
Nora Clavicle’s October Surprise
S. Sneakly
“You'll never get away with this Nora. The Gotham Police are already looking for you.” Barbara struggled to uncross her wrists, but the two henchwomen had tied them far too tightly behind her back.
“Yes, well maybe so, Batgirl, but they don't have me on any real crimes... yet.” Nora Rubbed her hand along the tweed skirt covering her thigh. “Those cases of ballots you thought I was stealing were actually fake. I planted them and pretended to steal them just to lure you into a trap.”
“What's the point of stealing fake ballots?” Barbara twisted her hands around, her fingertips just could brush the top of her Batgirl utility belt.
“Why to steal the election of course.” Nora Clavicle had only recently reappeared in on the Gotham political scene after her ill-fated attempt to destroy Gotham with a collection of explosive mice in a plotted ten million dollar insurance fraud. The judge threw out the attempted murder charge because he simply didn't believe that the Siamese Human Knot was actually a thing and all the explosives laden mice were lost in the river. It turned out what ever explosive Nora had chosen, were water soluble. The few that were found appeared harmless. Now she had turned up and was running for mayor against Millionaire Bruce Wayne to lead Gotham. Her radical feminist platform had failed to catch fire. Barbara was actually agreed with many of the stated goals, but knew better than to trust a woman who had held a razor sharp knitting needle to her throat and tried to blow up the city.
“How is that going to to steal the election? What nefarious plans are you hatching?” Batgirl couldn't see how a woman of Nora's disreputable past and history as an arch criminal was going to overcome the enormous lead of a public minded stalwart and philanthropist like Bruce Wayne.
“Oh, you'll see Batgirl. Evelina, Angelina, bring our little Bat-bait along” Nora motioned for her two evening gowned campaign workers to bring Batgirl in to a basement storage room. A sign on the door “Secret Sound Proof Campaign Strategy Room” another sign read “Authorized Personnel Only”
Each of the husky beauties grabbed Batgirl by her bound arms and shoulders and ushered her into a nondescript conference room decorated with a large portrait of Nora in her trademark tailored wool suit wearing a ceremonial Mayor's sash and top hat.
“A little premature aren't you?” Batgirl kicked her leg out but missed Eveline. “Bruce Wayne is forty points ahead and there is less than a month left in the campaign.
“Yes, just enough time for an October Surprise....” Nora was almost breathless with excitement as she lead the way over to a series of tables covered in green sheets. Batgirl could seen the large lumps under the sheets was obviously some sort of contraption. The second contraption was taller and she guessed it might be some sort of dental equipment of some sort.
“What sort of October Surprise?” Barbara didn't like where this was going.
“What indeed, Batgirl....” Nora laughed a nervous giggle of anticipation. “What indeed....”
“What could possible make Gotham turn against her favorite son in such a short amount of time?” Nora put her hand on the smaller mound. “everyone knows that Mr Wayne is a millionaire playboy, picking up women and discarding them in every corner of Gotham. Treating them like so much disposable trash.”
“We all know how he treats women, but we never talk about it....”
“Mr Wayne has always been a perfect gentleman. True, he has dated a lot, but his conduct has always been beyond reproach.” Barbara writhed but with her arms pinned and two bigger and buffer women on either side, she was going nowhere.
“That is just a wall of shame protecting him, Mr Wayne has had his share of accusers. But They are either paid off or hushed by Wayne Foundation lawyers.” Nora approached her captive until they were uncomfortably close, the fabric covering Nora's heaving chest brushing up against the pointy nipples of Batgirl's uniform.
“Now what would happen to the Wayne Campaign if his sexual peccadilloes were laid bare for the world to see just weeks before the election?” Nora's Hand reached down and cupped Barbara's pussy in her hand. There was just the layer of costume between Barbara and Nora's probing hands. Nora was gratified to feel that Batgirl was already wet with anticipation.
“What are your getting at?” Barbara kicked and tugged, but she was going nowhere and Nora knew it.
“What if Wayne was caught in a scandal so heinous that it sent him to jail for the rest of his life?” Some how Nora's fingertips managed to rip a hole in the crotch of the Batgirl costume and sent her fingers probing into the wet, shaved clit of her prisoner
“WHAT?” Batgirl yelped in surprise, suddenly feeling herself being violated.
“What if Bruce Wayne was caught and charged with the rape-murder of his most visible female supporter?” With a flick of her wrist, Nora pulled the sheet from the first table. It exposed a round leather padded Sybian vibrating machine a post rose from the back with a neck collar dangling from it. In the middle of it rose a penis, thick but only extending up and a couple of inches. In front of that was a small patch of rubber fingers. Barbara knew exactly where this was going, her own sybian looked nowhere near the industrial design of this devise.
“Let's gag her girls and put her to work for the woman's vote...”
Within minutes Barbara found herself with her ankles tied back to her thighs and straddling the soft rubber of the dildo. A large purple ball gag filled her mouth and the collar kept her from being able to dismount the sex machine. Her knees couldn't reach the table and her entire weight was sitting on the dildo and the evil rubber fingers around her clit. The crotch of her uniform was ripped open and Barbara's clean shave pussy ground the device deeper as she struggled.
“I know what you are thinking, Batgirl. How is this little fuck machine going to convince anyone that Bruce Wayne raped and killed you?” Nora moved to the second table. “It's not. It's just to convince them that you were raped.” Her voice was giddy with excitement. “The real piece de resistance is the second part of this peril'” Barbara looked at the second sheet.
“You will recall the fire that destroyed Madam Troussard's Wax Museum a few weeks ago? Well, it wasn't an accident. It was just to cover up the real crime, stealing the perfect wax castes of Bruce Wayne's hands... perfect down to the smallest details, even his finger prints.
“With those wax impressions, I was able to make covers for this...” With a delighted flourish, Nora pulled away the second cloth and exposed a a large machine with two robotic arms extending from its central unit. At the ends of each arm was a human like hand, except for the pale yellow complexion.
“I call this Choke-Bot.” She rubbed her hands lovingly across the back of the humanoid wrists. On the base of the machine a sign identified it as Bruce 2.0.
“I am sure, you are familiar with the concept of erotic asphyxiation, considering your line of work. Restricting the flow of blood to the brain will intensify the orgasms. A very dangerous game, but I do know how you like danger..... don't you?” She sniffed her juice moistened fingers before continuing. I understand Catwoman is also a big fan....”
“Anyway, you and Bruce are going to play a little game...” She picked up a controller and caused the fingers to move in an eerily realistic fashion. “Choke-Bot is going to do just that, it is going to strangle you in a most delightful way, slowly choking off air from your lungs and blood from your brain. To be honest, it could crush your windpipe in nothing flat... leaving Bruce Waynes' murderous prints all over your pretty little neck. Of course where is the fun in that....” Nora smiled. “I mean, I did promise you a rape murder, didn't I?”
“That's where the second part of this plan comes into play.” This machine isn't there just to keep you from running away.” She patted the saddle of the vibrator. “It's there to give you mind blowing orgasm after mind blowing orgasm.” Nora patted the side of Barbara's face.
“As a matter of fact, those orgasms are the only thing that is going to keep you alive.” Nora was enjoying her monologue more than was healthy.
“You see, Choke-bot is going to strangle your slowly, just like a good lover should, while the sybian is going to rub you to orgasm. The only way to stop Choke-bot from killing you is to have a nice, super intense orgasm. When you cum, Bruce will relax his grip.... at least for a minute or two. Let you catch your breath... before starting all over again.”
Nora was touching herself under her skirt and rubbing the side of Barbara's face.
“I know that doesn't sound very deadly for a multi-orgasmic girl like you, just keep cumming and cumming unto the machine breaks down or Batman rescues you.....” She smiled her wickedest grin. “That would be just too easy. I have something more interesting planned...”
This isn't your standard off the rack Sybian. You see, this one has been modified. The dildo isn't just there to help you cum and stop you from sliding off. Every time your cum, it's going to push a bit farther inside.” Nora paused for dramatic effect.
“If Bruce here fails to kill you properly, this dildo-bot will finish the job in a much more messy but just as permanent fashion. Once you are no longer cumming, Bruce will be sure to leave the appropriate marks on your neck.” Nora was in the throes of passion rubbing her clit as she envisioned Batgirl's body turning up in the trunk of Bruce Waynes limosine.
“Isn't that totally delicious?”
Barbara umphed into her gag and tugged at her arms. She was totally imobilized and her struggles did nothing but sink her farther onto the vibrator. Evelina and Angelina removed her Batcape and made sure Choke-bot would get a good exposure of Barbara's soft white neck. Next they moved the Choke-bot around to face her.
Nora put a cutout mask of Bruce Wayne over the center of the Choke-bot and flipped the switch to turn it on. The arms waved around briefly until they found her neck. As the fingers settled on her neck and started to settle on their grip in a spookily human fashion the Sybian also sparked to life.
Like the hands of the Choke-bot, the Sybian seemed to come alive as if it were part of the same semi-consciousness that animated the hands. Batgirl steeled herself for what was yet to come, an assault that was mechanized, but was also strangely human....
HOLY BAT-GASM!!! IS BARBARA TO BE FATALLY FUCKED?
IS BRUCE WAYNE TO BE BLAMED?
NORA CLAVICLE GOING TO BE MADE MAYOR OF GOTHAM?
IS THIS TO BE THE COMING OF THE FEMI-NAZI PARTY?
WHORROR'S OF WHORES, WHAT'S TO CUM NEXT?
FIND OUT IN THE NEXT CHOKE BUSTING EPISODE....
SAME BAT-TIME,
SAME BAT-CHANNEL