Scolding of the Bat

Chapter Seven – Taking Batgirl

Batman saw the fear growing to epic proportions as he allowed his hand to stroke, ever so softly his engorged member. Her eyes were glued to it. To his movements. To his purple bulbous head. She didn’t have to speak a word, nor could she. The fear welling in her eyes told him everything he needed to know about his sidekick. She had never even seen a cock up close. Her sheltered life had been buried in books and in front of a computer screen. Life was something she was about to experience.

Another stroke of his cock and he pressed his large fingers around the tip, watching as a solitary, glistening drop of precum escaped his head. He was ready to take her, taking a step forwards and lining his thick cock up to her wetness.

Barbara pleaded for mercy. Her head shook feverously as the hate grew in her eyes. “How could he?” she wondered silently against the pounding in her own head. “I trusted him…” But she was suddenly incapable of another thought, as she felt his manhood pressing against her. If she could, she would have pleaded for him to get it over with. To strip her of the one possession she held as priceless. To take her virginity with one forceful thrust. But she knew better. He was toying with her. Even as he ran his cock up and down her wet slit, she knew he was playing with her. A dangerous game of cat and mouse.

Fire. That was all that Batman was feeling. The heat emanating from her pussy was like a thousand burning coals of desire. He fought every muscle of his own not to plunge deep inside of her. But deep down, he knew that was exactly what she wanted. Up and down he traced, each movement putting more pressure against her swollen lips. Each inch drawing him closer and harder against her. He felt her openness, and pressed forwards just a bit, watching as his large head disappeared into her. But only slightly. Immediately he could feel the tension of her virginity pressing against him. And it was a feeling unlike anything he had ever experienced before. The need to push forwards was overcoming him. The need to break through her hymen with a howl of desire was almost too much to bear.

But he controlled himself, withdrawing himself a tiny bit. It wasn’t time for that yet. It would come. Soon. But not yet. His cock throbbed with an almost uncontrollable need, as he once again, ventured up and down her wetness, this time pausing slightly lower.

Batgirl began to panic, her heart racing a mile a minute. She had expected the penetration….but just as suddenly as it began, he had stopped. Now the look on his face was no longer desire and carnal lust. Now it was need. Anger. Domination. It was a side of him she had never seen…nor did she ever want to. But her fear was quickly replaced by sheer horror, when she felt a strange pressure.

A slow grin formed across Batman’s face as he positioned his cock, pressing itself against her virgin ass. If her virginity was so precious to her, he would violate her there first. There was always a saying of saving the best for last. A glance down showed that his cock was still slightly lubricated from it’s teasing thrust inside of her. Enough to satisfy his need. His hands grasped her small hips, keeping her still. His own hips reared back in a gesture of defiance. Moving forwards he felt her tight ass forced to give against his thrust.

The tightness was a vice, gripping him mercilessly. First only his head was able to press in, the tight ring of her ass stopping his movement. Tears were no longer streaming down her face. Her eyes were simply closed as a look of pain overtook her. He knew it was the worst horror he could do to her. To take her there. To force himself into her virgin ass. And that was precisely why he did it.

He allowed her a moment to adjust to his intrusion, a small bit of compassion. When she unclenched her jaw, the compassion was over, as one hard thrust sent his full length into her small ass. An animalistic grunt escaped his lips as he forced his way into her. Heaven and hell in one sensation. Power and domination. It was something he had always dreamed of. And reality was far sweeter than fantasy.

He could feel her starting to lightly lubricate around him, a sign that he was doing some damage. His thickness jutted out of her, and as he pulled out slightly, he could see the faint tint of redness on his cock. Blood. Her body’s way of dealing with things. It excited him all the further, as he began a thrusting assault on her, in and out, each stroke plunging deeper and deeper into her forbidden abyss.

The pain was unbearable. She felt herself being torn apart, impaled by his manhood. She begged for cessation, even though the gauntlet in her mouth muffled her screams. Her dignity was gone, replaced only by this cruel act of masochism. She found her body clenching itself tightly, but the resistance that met his thrusts made the act that much more painful. But could she…would she….be able to relax enough to ease her own pain? Or was that giving into this obsession? She had no choice, swallowing hard, she unclenched her ass, her mind screaming at her for doing it.

Batman felt her muscles contract, then expand, allowing him easier penetration. She was slowly giving in. Was it the pain? Or the enjoyment that was making her buckle to his needs? It didn’t matter to him. The loosening of her muscles allowed him to quicken his pace slightly, thrusting almost violently in and out of her ass. His fingers latched onto her hips, bruising them from their force. Then he heard it. The slight sound that stopped him hard in his thrust, forcing himself all the way deep into her.

Turning his head, he smiled, as the door opened. “Batman? You in here?”

Barbara wanted to scream more at that moment that at any other. The voice brought the tears to her eyes again. Her physical pain was suddenly replaced with utter shame as she imagined what he would think.

“Yes Robin,” Batman replied, the gruff in his voice giving no inkling that anything could be wrong. Batman watched as Robin entered the room, his body frozen like a statue.

“Holy!!!!” Robin could hardly believe the scene that was before him. Barbara…his Barbara was tied up and spread out on a table. And there…between her thighs was Batman. “I…” He couldn’t find any words. His heart broke at that moment, seeing the woman he loved being taken by the man that was a father to him.

Batman slowly withdrew his cock from her ass, turning to look at Robin fully. “I saved her virginity for you,” he said simply, as if it was the most common thing in the world to escape his lips.

Barbara screamed out behind the gauntlet. Did Dick truly know what was going on? The look on his face was sadness, and she wanted to tell him the truth. That Batman was doing this against her will.

But as Robin simply shook his head, a tear fell from his cheek. “Why Bruce?” he said, removing his mask and throwing it to the ground. “Why her? You knew I loved her.”

Batman stood silently for a long moment before replying. “She needed to be punished. Either you punish her…or I’ll finish the job.”

No crueler words had ever been spoken. Her fate rested now in the hands of the man she loved. The man she had wanted to save herself for. The man that just witnessed her horror. But as she held her breath, waiting for Dick’s decision, she realized that she didn’t care. Batman had won. He had broke her will.