(story continues from Batgirl vs the Professor 9: Visitors) Part 10: Aftermath Batgirl was taken down from her perch on the X-frame, but ordered not to move. Her cape was taken off and draped over a chair. After giving her orders on what to do and what not to do, she went and helped the Professor bring each of the kittens back to the testing center. Each kitten had fallen into a different and unique trap. The first kitten, falling through the floor outside the testing center, had been caught in sticky webbing that enveloped her body like a cocoon. She had been gassed and knocked out, rolled in the center on a 4-wheeled cart and left on the floor. ...

(story continues from Batgirl vs the Professor 10: Aftermath) Part 11: The Next Victims After getting their lusts and clothing under control, the two women took their new orders and did as commanded. The first thing was to get Catwoman into a new position to witness the proceedings. A small spray of gas was shot into her face and she was out cold. She was let down from the hook and left on the floor. A second spray was used over her plastic cage, which broke it down and dissolved it into a fine powder. ...

(story continues from Batgirl vs the Professor 11: The Next Victims) Part 12: The Results Barbara awoke alone. Her rest was not peaceful, with images and the horrors of the past day filling her mind and dreams. She and Annie were close all night, trying to find comfort from the touch of another person. But now Annie was gone. Though there was no clock in the room, Barbara thought she had heard an alarm some time earlier. She guessed that Annie was accustomed to her morning routine and was already down in the lab. ...

(story continues from Batgirl vs the Professor 12: The Results) Part 13: Intruders Unable to control herself, another orgasm exposed over Batgirl, even as she heard the horrific news as to the fate of the Professor’s recent experiments. She cried into the gag as the erotic sensations flooded her body. When the orgasm subsided, the Professor continued. “As for the kittens, they are now on their way to the port of Gotham where a ship will be taking them on a nice long journey to the Middle East. I’m sure the crew will receive some special entertainment from their unique cargo as they make that long voyage.” ...

(story continues from Batgirl vs the Professor 1: The Hunt Begins) Part 2: Meeting the Professor Batgirl had no idea how long she was asleep. Things came back in fuzzy at first, but she saw nothing. In times past she had heard the cracking laughter of Joker or Harley Quinn when she was coming out of one of these stupors. Sometimes she felt the caring touch of Batman or Robin. Or the erotic touch of Catwoman and her kittens. ...

(story continues from Batgirl vs the Professor 2: Meeting the Professor) Part 3: Mind Bender When the mist cleared again, Batgirl knew things had changed. She thought her body was now upright and not as cold. But her skin felt different. It was bright, like lights shining on her from above. The noises were gone. In fact, other than a very soft hum, she heard none of the laboratories sounds any longer. She also felt something was on her head, across her eyes and under her nose. ...

(story continues from Batgirl vs the Professor 3: Mind Bender) Part 4: Results What transpired next, Barbara Gordon never knew. She had no idea how long she was in the chamber, if it was for twenty minutes or twenty hours. Everything became such a blur, she wasn’t even sure it really happened. When she awoke, she could hardly move. At first, all she knew was her head was thundering like she had been among a rack of chiming church bells, and she was tied to one of the bell’s strikers. ...

(story continues from Batgirl vs the Professor 4: Results) Part 5: Annie Goodbody Enough of self pity and selfishness. There ware more at stake here than one person. The Professor needed to be stopped, along with his sick ideas and inventions. It was Batgirl’s duty to prevent anyone else from being harmed (or worse) by the Professors gadgets and traps. Batgirl’s mission was to put him out of business, deprive the super criminals of their death traps and evil toys, and protect Gotham City from the dangers they imposed. ...

(story continues from Batgirl vs the Professor 5: Annie Goodbody) Part 6: In the Testing Center The testing center looked just like the name stated. It was large, taking up over half the basement level. The ceiling was at least 10 feet high and covered with iron beams and the wooden floor above. Several florescent lights were mounted above, but none were on. Regular incandescent bulbs from floor lamps bouncing off the ceiling gave a softer, more intimate lighting to the room. ...

(story continues from Batgirl vs the Professor 6: In the Testing Center) Part 7: Plans and Flashbacks Morning started with Annie brining fresh food and drink and a new box. Dreading what might be in it, Batgirl ate her breakfast first. To her surprise a small folded piece of paper was below her muffin. Careful not to overreact to the note, she casually moved it to the side, then palmed it so the camera would not catch sight of it. She finished her meal and headed for the shower. There she read the small note, her body blocking the camera from seeing it. ...

(story continues from Batgirl vs the Professor 7: Plans and Flashbacks) Part 8: Escape Attempt Annie Goodbody returned a short time later. Barbara watched as she approached, her lab coat gone. How fantastic of a figure the woman had as she moved. The shiny black rubber clothing and sky high heels made her look so sexy and desirable in an incredibly erotic way. She made Batgirl stand and after collecting the collar and gag from the table, they headed out of the room. She made no move to put them as they boarded the elevator. ...

(story continues from Batgirl vs the Professor 8: Escape Attempt) Part 9: Visitors After helping the bound heroine to her feet, the three headed back down to the testing center. Once there, her ankle and wrists cuffs were removed as well as her gag. “Well done.” She whispered to Annie when the professor was out of ear shot. “We’ll try again soon.” Batgirl was ordered not to resist or move unless instructed. Plenty of instructions followed to get her current position. ...

I had dabbled with the Mistress / Domme scene as a sub for some years now, spending more money on taking sessions with them than I dared to count. I had sessioned with many different mistresses looking for one to satisfy my needs and pervery but so far had been mostly disappointed. Generally I had found that the younger pretty ones didn’t have the experience and so left me frustrated and out of pocket I might add, while the more mature ones although more experienced and generally better, but mostly they were past their sell by date with their claimed ages and out of date pictures on their sites all being questionable. Some were jaded too, just doing it purely for the money as long as they could carry on and get away with it in their autumn years so to speak. ...

It was a stormy night, although this was no surprise to Crystal as it was already scheduled months ago by the weather system. She looked out the window and sighed, �Well, I suppose I should finish my VR program� she thought to herself. VR (or Virtual Reality) is pretty commonplace in the year 2107. It is such a commodity that there are several shops in most cities that offer customized vacations, romantic getaways, and even fantasy sexual encounters. One of the nicer features of the more modern VR computers is the ability to fool the mind that days have gone by, when it has only been a few minutes. �There we go, all done. I can�t wait to try it out!� ...

(story continues from Be Careful What You Wish For) Part 2 I was awakened by Mistress “Get up Maggot you have a party to attend and you’re required to be of service to us” she ordered. I reluctantly rose and checked the clock; I had been out for two hours. She was dressed as usual in erotic latex rubber; a very short skin tight black dress with transparent latex stockings having black latex seam details as nylons do and patent high heels. With her perfect make up she was sadistically stunning. ...

Part 1 I knew when I first saw her that I had to have her! She was crossing Boylston Street, jaywalking actually, after leaving a Dunkin’ Donuts. She was tall, maybe 5 foot 9 inches or so, with dark hair cut short to frame a heart-shaped face. What caught my eye was the way she walked; she had a sexy strut and a presence that drew the eye to her. She seemed to be totally unaware of the effect she had on people; it wasn’t just me that was looking. She handled the on-coming traffic like an elite matador, totally unfazed by the danger, a large Styrofoam to-go cup in one hand a cell phone in the other. ...

This wasn’t my first self-bondage experience, and certainly won’t be my last. Saturday afternoon, I headed for the beach. It was very crowded, and I knew exactly where to go. I parked my car at the far end of the county park, where most people kept their cars. I took my bag of goodies and walked two miles to the other end of the park to the row of “port-o-pottys”. I chose one right in the middle and went inside. ...

* Bondage on the Beach (A First-timer’s True Story) It was my last night at the beach. My friend and I had gone down for a few days to meet some women and have a good time. We went to a bar the last night to see an awesome band but unfortunately, struck out with the women there. We returned to the hotel and my friend quickly passed out (what a lightweight). ...

The air was cold on my breasts, and my nipples tingled, hard points. Staring into the darkness of the velvet hood, I tried not to shiver. I could hear the man pacing around me, inches away, moving so quietly, and yet there was a impression of size, of danger about him despite the silence with which he moved. I was acutely aware of my nakedness. �What do you think?� asked the precise tenor of my stepson. The bastard. ...