*This story is the third and final of the Batgirl series, and is set immediately after the second. Please read the first two installments for context. This series takes place shortly after A Matter of Family (before Arkham Asylum), using the same characters and plot-line as the series, up until the start of the story obviously. I tried to keep the characters' physical aspects and personalities as close to their video game versions as possible. Please note that this is purely a work of fantasy/parody. All characters and settings are property of DC Comics.*

*Author's Note: This story contains a brief depiction of incest. If that offends you, please do not read this story.*

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Barbara shut the door to her small apartment behind her. It closed with a loud thunk, giving the girl a sense of isolation from everyone else. It signified her own space. She liked hearing the close of that door after returning to her apartment.

But right now, she wasn't focused on the door at all. Not right now. She was concentrated on a nice, warm shower, and the tingling in her pussy.

Barbara had just gotten back from the Batcave. Bruce obviously had questions about how Ivy had gotten away and what had taken her so long. Barbara lied and made excuses, avoiding the reality that she had partaken in an hours-long fuck session with the supervillain. Her body and mind were drained, and she needed time to decompress and relax, hence the shower.

Barbara's twat needed the shower too, for a few reasons. Ivy's slave had done a number on her tight pussy, and it needed to be rinsed out. Barbara hadn't managed to locate some of her clothes after Ivy left and was forced to get into her suit without any panties or shorts on. The inside of the suit's crotch was now very wet.

And while she did need to clean up, that wasn't the only reason Barbara's wrecked pussy needed a shower. She was still hot and horny as hell.

When Ivy had told her that the toxin didn't work on females, Barbara was at first stunned and appalled. She couldn't believe she had let herself by seduced. But the longer she thought about it, the more she realized she liked it. Ivy had unlocked something deep within Barbara that the young girl couldn't get rid of. Her hunger, her craving, had become nearly insatiable. Right now, she needed to relieve it.

As soon as she heard the door click, Barbara started getting undressed. The bag containing her suit hit the floor, followed immediately afterwards by the clothes Barbara had changed into at the Batcave, transforming from Batgirl to Barbara Gordon. In a matter of seconds, she was naked.

She hurried to the bathroom and turned on the shower, cranking up the hot water and pressure almost all of the way. While she waited for the water to heat up, Barbara looked at herself in the increasingly-foggy mirror. Her face and chest were covered in crusted cum, remnants of earlier. The small globs of jizz in her hair had begun to liquefy, matting even more of her long, wavy red hair.

The water in the shower warmed up, and Barbara stepped in. The warm water splashed directly against her skin, instantly soothing it and calming her. A part of Barbara wanted to stand there in the shower and bask in the steam and hot spray. But she had other matters to tend to. She wasted no time, grabbing the shower head and pulling it off.

Barbara sat down on the shelf built into the shower. Her back leaned against the cold tile of the wall, sending shivers down her spine and making the girl more acutely aware of each new sensation. She spread her legs wide, exposing her untrimmed and sticky pussy.

Barbara's hand on the shower-head moved the water stream down towards her snatch. She felt the liquid hitting her reddened knees, then the inside of her thighs, then just outside her pussy. It was agony.

The stream finally collided with her clit.

"Oh, shit," Barbara sighed to herself.

She kept the water constant, pressing it directly against her clit. Cum started to slowly run out of the girl's pussy, trickling down over her asshole. Barbara couldn't believe how much jizz was left buried in her pussy.

The water felt amazing against her clit. Fresh pussy juice started to seep from her twat, mixing in with the cum. Barbara ran a finger on her other hand over her pussy lips, before bringing it back to her mouth and tasting herself.

Barbara always thought her pussy juice tasted great. It was sweet and a little tangy and just incredible. In her opinion, it tasted even better with a dash of cum mixed in. She let out a loud sigh as the liquid rolled over her taste buds and vanished down her throat.

Barbara moved her hand to her pussy. She pressed her thumb down against her clit, and slowly started to circle the thumb. The hard nub struck a stark contrast to the soft flesh of her folds. Barbara sighed again. The pressure from the water and the friction from her thumb were making her pussy throb and ache for attention.

Barbara felt along her meaty lips again. The tips of her index and middle fingers pressed against her opening. Barbara's pussy yielded, her lips parted, and the two fingers were swallowed up by her snatch.

The fingers slid in without almost any resistance at all. The water and various other fluids made Barbara's pussy extremely slick. She pushed the fingers in, and they were quickly all the way inside her twat.

Barbara pumped the digits in and out of herself a few times, creating a loud squishing noise. Her pussy fit snugly around the fingers, contouring and gripping them tightly. She moaned as the crevices and ridges of her fingers rubbed against her pussy walls, providing Barbara with the littlest bit of satisfaction.

Barbara's thumb maintained a steady rhythm circling her clit. She felt the fire start to burn within her again as another orgasm approached.

She hooked the two fingers back and felt along the walls of her pussy. Barbara found what she was looking for almost immediately. Another low moan escaped from her mouth as she pressed against her g-spot.

The girl pulled her fingers back and pressed them down again, harder this time. She repeated the action, increasing her pace with each thrust until she was furiously fingering her snatch. The heroine's loud moans filled up the small bathroom.

Barbara's thumb moved faster over her clit as she hurtled towards another climax. Barbara turned the water pressure up as much as she could. The spray was concentrated completely on her clit, sending sparks of pleasure coursing through her body.

Barbara fingered herself faster, craving the sweet release. They were pumping into her pussy at an absolute blur. She cried out with each time as her g-spot was repeatedly stimulated.

Almost subconsciously, she started bucking her hips down to meet every thrust of the hand. Barbara humped her own fingers, feeling them fuck her harder and faster. She was so close to a climax.

Barbara just needed a little more to be put over the edge. She positioned her ring finger against her opening, already stuffed with two fingers. She pressed in, and the finger effortlessly dipped into her twat. Barbara thrust it down onto her g-spot along with the other fingers.

"Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!" she cried out.

Barbara's pussy was swallowing up all three of her fingers whole. She was right on the verge of cumming. She fucked herself as fast as she could. Her thumb flew over her clit, the shower-head positioned barely more than an inch away. Barbara ground her hips down onto her hand, and the orgasm finally rushed through her body.

"Oh shit, Jesus fuck, I'm cumming!" the redhead announced to no one in particular.

Her pussy spasmed around her fingers as she came all over them. The water quickly washed away much of the juice. Barbara arched her back, banging her head a little against the tile. She was so wrapped up and overtaken by her climax that she didn't even notice. Her entire body shook and quivered as sparks of pleasure spread through every part of the girl.

Barbara's orgasm came to a slow stop. She let her body slide down off of the shelf onto the floor of the shower with a thud. She lay there on the tile, her perky breasts heaving up and down as her heart raced in her chest. She remained still, riding out the aftershocks of the orgasm.

Barbara should have been satisfied, but she wasn't. Her pussy screamed out for more. She couldn't get enough.

The shower-head was still in her hand. She brought it back to her pussy. Barbara nearly jumped off the floor when she felt the pressurized water spray into her spread pussy. The last of the juice still lodged in her rushed out as her twat was rinsed out with water.

Barbara was becoming excited again very quickly. She looked around the shower, trying to search for something, anything that could bring her to another climax. Her eyes settled on a back scrubber.

It was a white elephant gift from a work colleague at a Christmas Party. Barbara had used it once or twice, but it generally just hung on the wall. Now though, she had an actual purpose for it.

Barbara stood up and grabbed the scrubber. It had a long and thick plastic handle, around seven inches long and an inch or two wide.

"This will do very nicely," she thought to herself.

As she went to sit back down, something caught her attention out of the corner of her eye. It was a small shampoo bottle that she had stolen from a hotel a while ago. It wasn't long, but it was very thick. Barbara picked it up with her other hand.

Barbara set both items on the floor and got on all fours. Her knees ached from the amount of time she had spent on them, but her pussy ached more and was taking over her thoughts. She took hold of the shower-head and placed it on the floor just beneath her pussy.

The water gushed upwards and landed right on her clit. Barbara let out a small groan. She had just orgasmed not even 2 minutes earlier, but it wasn't enough for the horny young girl. Her nipples were extremely hard, poking straight out from her small areolas. Barbara briefly pinched both of them as she moved her hands back to the objects, creating goosebumps on her skin.

With the handle of the scrubber in one hand, Barbara reached behind her body. She positioned the scrubber just behind her wet pussy and gently pushed in. The tip spread open Barbara's lips, exposing her inner flower, before entering into her twat.

"Oh, God," she whispered out. Barbara pushed the scrubber in more. It slid deeper and deeper into her pussy, filling the redhead up. Her moans became louder as the handle moved further in. She pushed until she felt the bristles on the other end tickling her pussy lips. The entire handle was now buried in Barbara's twat.

She slowly withdrew the handle. Barbara felt her pussy clinging to it and gaping when she took out the makeshift-dildo. She left just the tip inside, before pushing it back in. Barbara thrusted quicker this time, again filling up her pussy. She let out a cry as her pussy was fully penetrated.

Again Barbara pulled out the handle before plunging it deep within her. Her pussy was extremely sensitive, and the orgasm built quickly within her, much faster than before.

Barbara continued fucking herself with the handle until she had established a steady pace, seesawing it in and out of. Her pussy was leaking juice onto the handle, making each thrust in easier.

The stimulation on both her clit and pussy felt great. Barbara wanted to really put herself over the edge though. The shampoo bottle remained in her other, free hand. She brought it down to the shower-head, wetting the bottle with water.

With the bottle sufficiently lubed, Barbara brought it back to her pussy. But she continued moving a little higher until the cap of the bottle was pressed against her asshole. Barbara's ass was still gaped a from the fucking it had taken a short while ago.

Barbara rubbed the bottle against the outside of her ass, rimming herself with it. She let out a small groan. It felt amazing, but too much of a tease. Barbara couldn't wait any longer. She pressed the small bottle hard against her asshole and pushed it in.

Most of the bottle disappeared up her ass immediately. Barbara made certain that her grip was dry so she wouldn't lose it. The thick bottle spread the walls of her ass again as it went in.

"Oh, fuck me!" she cried out quite loudly. And Barbara certainly planned on doing just that.

Barbara started pulling the bottle out, just for an inch, before pushing it back in again. The bottle massaged her rectum and seemed to hit every nerve ending in her ass. Barbara picked up the pace, pulling the bottle almost all the way out before plunging it back in.

The shampoo bottle and back scrubber were now fully attacking her holes. Barbara thrust both of them in and out of me as fast as she could. Barbara kept trying to push them in harder and faster, bringing herself so close to the orgasm.

The nubile started rocking her hips back and forth, meeting each thrust of the items. They went deeper in her than before, and the water stream danced over her clit as she moved.

"Oh, fuck, I'm so close!" she yelled out.

Barbara kept up her pace, fucking herself as fast as she could. Her holes were being continually stretched, with the two items separated by less than an inch. They were flying in and out of the girl as her hands moved like they were possessed, their only purpose being to bring her to an orgasm.

The waves of pleasure started to flow through her body and Barbara finally lost control. She screamed out at the top of her lungs as the heroine had the most powerful orgasm she had ever felt from masturbating. Her whole body seemed like it was on sensory overload, and she simply collapsed onto the tile floor.

Barbara's pussy twitched and came around the handle. When she had recovered enough energy, Barbara pulled it out, giving her worn-out pussy a rest. Barbara took the bottle out of her ass as well. She was surprised to find the cap open and much of the inner contents discharged. The orgasm had been so intense that Barbara hadn't even noticed that it had been spilling into her ass.

"Good thing it's an expensive natural shampoo," she thought to herself.

Barbara quickly washed off each item, ridding them off the aroma and sticky fluids of her holes. She actually finished up her much-needed shower, rinsing what was left of the crusted jizz off her skin and out of her matted hair and bush. The final reminder of the crazy encounter with Ivy was washed away as Barbara walked out of the shower.

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Barbara bustled her way around the library the next morning as she usually did. Despite being only 22, her ambition and intelligence had secured her a position as the head librarian of Gotham's biggest public library location.

The day was moving along fine until Barbara received an unexpected email. Normally, she disregarded emails from a source she didn't know, but this one was labelled with an urgent tag.

Barbara opened the email on her phone. An image file was attached. Barbara downloaded the image and opened it up.

She nearly choked on the salad she was eating for lunch when she saw the photo.

It was a photo of her. But she was in her undergarments, strung up and spread like a starfish by Ivy's plants. Poison Ivy herself and Batgirl's suit on the floor could also be seen. The photo clearly showed Batgirl's true identity without a possibility of refutation.

"Are you alright?" Jean, one of Barbara's closer friends asked as her face filled with a look of shock, confusion and fear.

"Uh, yeah," Barbara replied, not paying attention at all.

She closed the image as quick as she could, not wanting anyone to spy it from behind her back. Barbara read the content of the email body.

"Hello, there, Barb. You don't know me, and that's okay. I know about you, and who you are. I think the Comish would be pretty upset to find out what his daughter does at nights. If you don't want this photo getting out, you will comply with our instructions.

"Go to the old dock warehouses at 9:00 tonight. It will be a large red warehouse with a green sliding door. Come alone. That means no Batman, no cops, no nothing. And without the suit or any gadgets. You are to be completely unarmed. If you do not follow these instructions exactly, two things will happen. Firstly, the whole world will know who Batgirl is, and secondly, the good old Commissioner will be preemptively... retired. You know what you have to do. See you then."

Barbara panicked. She could protect herself, and maybe even deal with the fallout of her identity being revealed. But her dad was an entirely different story. Anybody who brought family in was crazy and willing to do whatever it takes to get what they want.

She saw no other choice but to comply. She had to protect her dad. She couldn't lose him, no matter what. Both for herself, and for the betterment of Gotham.

Barbara immediately took the rest of the day off of work. There was no way she could get anything done in her state. She rushed back to her apartment and immediately pulled up her computer. She tried running a tracer on the email address, hoping to locate the villain and deal with him on her own terms.

Barbara was being met with heavy resistance and couldn't trace the address. Whoever dealt with it must have been an excellent hacker. But Barbara persevered and continued. She couldn't give up.

Sadly, she wasn't given the option. Her computer glitched and stopped working, before shutting down fully. Barbara slammed her head down on the table forcefully.

"Fucking stupid! A fucking Trojan Horse! God, how could that have happened?" Barbara cried out, lamenting the cause of her own downfall. Tears welled up in the sides of Barbara's eyes, and she started crying a little.

The crying made her eyelids feel heavy. The stress was getting to her. Bruce had dealt with villains making it personal, but this was new territory for Barbara. And she didn't even have anyone she could look to for help. She was alone. Suddenly the thud of the door didn't seem so nice anymore.

Barbara let her head rest on the table, her tears pooling on the wood. Her body started to power down, and she cried herself to sleep, her overworked and stressed brain needing a break.

Barbara jolted awake. She checked her phone for the time. 8:15. She had to leave now to get to the warehouse. She hurried out the door, leaving behind her purse, suit, and any other defense methods. If the hostage were anyone other than her father, she would have tried to do a sneak attack, or call in Bruce's help. But not with Dad. There wasn't a risk to be taken.

Barbara made her way to the dock shipping yard, her heart pounding in her chest the entire time. She didn't want to submit, but she forced herself to accept the decision. She couldn't take the chance that the criminals would be organized or capable of stopping her. She was fine doing whatever it was that they wanted, even if it meant revealing her identity, as long as her dad was safe.

Barbara's nerves were on edge as she reached the red warehouse with the green door. As soon as she got out of her car, a notification buzzed on her phone.

"Come on in," it read.

Barbara frantically searched around, hoping to find the look-out they must have. She could not see anyone in the dark, not without her suit. Barbara gritted her teeth, opened the door to the warehouse, and walked in.

It was a very vast and open space with tall ceilings. Only a few small lights were on, covering the whole warehouse in a shroud of dim light. Barbara scanned the large room.

Sitting in a chair in the middle of the room was a man. He was tall and well-built and oddly rather handsome. But his grimy clothes and unkempt appearance betrayed his natural looks. Barbara knew he must be the leader.
Behind him was a small congregation of men, all dressed similarly to the leader. They were all tall and very intimidating, and each one was staring with at Barbara. She counted seven men in the group, plus the ringleader.

A small room on one side of the warehouse caught Barbara's eye. There was an overhead light on that could be seen through the barred window, but Barbara couldn't see into the room to see what it held. She guessed that it was her father.

Barbara stood in place, just inside the entrance. She didn't want to make the first move. She wouldn't have to.

The man in the chair stood up and started leisurely strolling in her direction.

"Well, if it isn't the beautiful Barbara Gordon. Or do you prefer Batgirl?"

His raised voice had Barbara on edge. She didn't think anyone else was around, but him yelling out her identity was naturally scary for the heroine.

Barbara walked up to the man, stopping just a few feet away from him.

"Listen you little shit. You will release my father and delete those photos right now."

"Or?" he asked. "You and what army are going to beat us up?"

Barbara hadn't actually planned that far ahead. She meant the statement as an intimidation tactic. She stayed silent.

"Exactly. Now you seem like a very smart girl." The man started slowly circling around Barbara. She felt boxed in and powerless. She hated it. "Head librarian of a big public library. Probably graduated top of your class. So this shouldn't be difficult for you. You will comply with what we say, or we release the photos of you and the Comish kicks the can."

He showed Barbara a photo of a bloodied and tied-up Gordon. Tears started to well up in the sides of her eyes, both from anger and unfamiliar fear. Barbara balled up her fists and looked straight into the eyes of her tormentor. He could see the stubbornness in the young girl.

"Shoot the old man," the thug ordered. One of his cronies started hurriedly walking towards the small side room, pulling a handgun out of his waistband.

The man obviously wasn't kidding around, and Barbara stopped resisting.

"No, wait!" she cried out. The executioner stopped in his tracks. "I'll do what you want. You just have to let him go." Barbara's voice wavered as she submitted to the demands of the thugs.

"Excellent," the leader replied, a wide smile forming at the corners of his mouth. "Your task is simple, and all you have to do is obey me to the letter, and your father will be returned unharmed."

Barbara nodded her head, accepting the terms. She was afraid, and her reason told her that she should fight back. Even without the suit, Barbara could take on the 8 thugs, and the pictures could be hacked from his phone and erased.

But something in Barbara was screaming out to her. Telling her to submit and willingly comply. She couldn't take the chance that something might go wrong.

"You heroes try to hold yourself up on a pedestal, to show that you're better than everyone else. What you'll be doing tonight is proving that you're not. You'll be showing your true colors."

"Can we please hurry up?" Barbara asked, partly from actual anxiety to get the ordeal over with, and partly because she had heard far more villain monologues than she cared to admit, and wasn't keen on listening to another one.

"What's the rush, Barbara? Doing something important tonight?" He chuckled.

Barbara's face remained cold, unmoving, and stoic.

"As I was saying, you're no better than the rest of us. You think that you're some bastion of moral justice and righteous crusading, but you're weak and easily exploited." The man paused for just a little longer than normal, keeping Barbara anxious and on her toes.

"I have your father, and you, understandably, would do anything to get him back. So, let's test that limit."

Barbara's heart was racing from fear and anticipation.

"Oh, I actually forgot to introduce myself. My name is Tony Bradshaw."

Barbara groaned, growing tired of his delay tactics and theatrics. The name sounded familiar to her. Then she remembered. The Bradshaw family was tied to the Falcone crime syndicate. These weren't regular old two-timing thugs. She was in some serious shit.

"You're probably wondering why I'm telling you this. Well, Barbara Gordon, you will not ever come after me or any of my family or friends in your caped adventures. You will not have any of your own friends, be it the Bat or that little fuckface sidekick of his, come after us either."

Barbara swallowed her own saliva as she listened to the list of demands.

"If they do, you will stop them at all costs. And I don't care if that means killing them, but you will not let us be harmed. I will have a list sent to you of the people who are being granted immunity. Is that clear?"

"And I get Dad back in return?"

"You will get the Comish back tonight if you agree to the proposition. To make sure you hold up your end of the bargain, the photos revealing your identity will be kept for... safekeeping. And before you have any ideas, they have been backed up digitally on a half-dozen thumb drives, downloaded to multiple computers, shared to a private cloud, and physically copied and stored in 15 different secure locations around the city. Good luck retrieving them."

Barbara's heart sank. She felt completely and utterly defeated. Her only hope was to retrieve her father and then hack the photos somehow. Part 1 was complete, but without Part 2 it was meaningless. Her whole world would be brought to an end. They could figure out who Bruce was, they would question her dad's involvement. Oh god, oh god.

Barbara took deep breaths, in and out, to calm herself down. Her heart beat returned to a normal pace, and she faced the cold, harsh reality of the situation. She would have to agree.

It made her no better than the criminals she was locking up. She was saving one life but sacrificing countless, considering the awful people this guy was associated with. How could she ever look at herself?

But Barbara couldn't go on if her Dad died when she could have stopped it.

She was stuck at a moral quandary, the resolution of which could alter her life forever.

And then suddenly, she had an epiphany.

"I'll tell you what," Barbara started. "I am not going to grant you and anyone you want immunity. But you're still going to let my father go."

"And how do you plan on accomplishing this? Pray, do tell. I'm enthralled just listening to your feeble opposition."

"It's pretty easy."

Barbara moved a hand to her zip-up sweater. Seven men reached for the guns in their belts, but the stop signal of the leader halted them in their tracks.

She took the zipper in between her fingers, and pulled it down, opening up the front of her sweater. Barbara's hands moved to her blouse. She seductively undid the top two buttons, baring much of her cleavage, before pausing. Barbara looked at the leader with a questioning face, silently asking if this resolution would be adequate for him.

A smile started to appear in the corners of his mouth. Barbara breathed a sigh of relief inside, and felt her spirits massively lift. She had won.

Barbara didn't know what came over her, and was surprised herself when the idea popped into her head. The mention of the photos had brought her back to the first night with Ivy. In addition to making her wet, it made her think of something Ivy had done.

Ivy wore extremely small and revealing clothes, not because she cared, but because it made other people easier to manipulate. It had obviously worked very well on Barbara, the young heroine was ashamed to admit. She had willingly submitted to Ivy twice because the villainess had unlocked Barbara's inner sexual desires.

Barbara secretly thanked Ivy. She had given Barbara quite a few firsts and important sexual breakthroughs, and now might have just unwittingly saved Barbara's conscience, and hundreds of people's lives.

Barbara moved to the third button, directly over her bra. She took extra time undoing this one, letting her white bra flash to the gang as her shirt opened further.

"Well, this was quite unexpected," the leader stated.

It was for Barbara too. She had no clue exactly what her plan was. All she knew was that thinking of all eight men on her made her pussy moist.

He pulled his cell phone out of a pocket and pointed it at Barbara. The light on the back told her it was on video. At this point, she didn't protest. She couldn't afford to, and they already had more life-altering photos of her already.

"Just a little something for my... personal collection," the man explained.

Barbara flashed the camera a small smile and continued to strip. She undid the bottom few buttons and let her shirt hang open. She then removed both the blouse and the sweater, leaving her in just her bra from the waist up.

The room was almost completely silent. All right men stood agog watching the wonderful display unfolding in front of their eyes. Barbara was still anxious, and she could hear every beat of her rapid heart.

Barbara kicked off her shoes and turned around, facing away from the men. She unclasped her jeans, and slowly slid them down her legs, all while sticking her butt out towards the men to the reception of a few whistles. Barbara almost cursed herself for being seductive and having fun with the task, but then stopped herself. Why shouldn't she have fun or be wet? Objectively speaking, what was about to happen was Barbara's biggest fantasy.

Barbara turned back around to the men, giving them a perfect view of the front of her body. She could feel their leering eyes on every inch of her skin, crawling over every detail of her face, her nice boobs, and the prominent red hairs that protruded from the small panties she was wearing.

"It looks like the curtains match the drapes. We've got ourselves a true redhead here," one of the thugs announced.

Barbara cringed, both at his crude language, and at his blatant stupidity. She resisted the urge to correct his mistake.

"I did hear that the redheads fuck the best," another one chimed in.

"Don't stop on our account," a third stated.

Barbara reached behind her back and found her bra clasp. She undid it and let the bra drop off her arms and down to the floor. More whistles and hollers came her way as Barbara's perky C-cup tits were fully revealed to the men. The cool air rushed over her suddenly-exposed skin. Barbara felt goosebumps developing on her areolas, and her nipples started hardening.

"Look at her tits. She's getting turned on, too," someone noticed.

Barbara fought back the urge to banter with him. She couldn't look as eager as she was.

"Christ, Ivy really did a fucking number on me," she thought. Barbara could hardly control herself.

Next, her fingers slipped into the elastic waistband of her panties. She turned around and pulled them down off of her round ass, shaking her butt as she did so once again. The panties dropped to the ground, and Barbara stepped out of them.

She faced the men again, and was showered with compliments about her beautiful, athletic body. The voyeurs staring at Barbara made her pussy just that little bit damper.

"Don't worry. I'm not just eye candy. I have some pretty excellent skills, too," Barbara said, turning up the sexiness to 11. She was doing it subconsciously, her inner slut compelling her and driving her actions.

Barbara dropped onto all fours and started crawling towards the group, giving them a great view of her shaking ass and swinging boobs.

"You know, I really think I'm beginning to like the way you think," the leader stated.

Barbara neared him, and the rest of the group began to huddle around.

"Close your eyes," the leader instructed.

Barbara took a deep breath, and complied. She knew what she was going to see once she opened them.

She opened her eyes, looked up, and gasped.

Staring back at her were eight long, thick, and extremely erect cocks. Barbara's mouth watered. The taste of cock that Ivy had given her earlier made Barbara want more. Now it was being given to her, and in such fabulous packages as well.

"Alight, you slut. Show me what you're made of then. Suck my cock!" the leader demanded. Barbara turned to look at him. He was holding the phone, still videoing the naked and horny girl.

She crawled a few feet over to him and gripped his thick cock. She could barely reach around the entire shaft.

Slowly, Barbara started jerking her hand back and forth over the shaft. The leader groaned as her hand moved up and down.

Barbara spat on the cock. The saliva was quickly rubbed in by her hand, lubing up the shaft. She could feel each vein on the cock.

"Slut, I said suck it!" the man yelled.

With his free hand, he grabbed the back of Barbara's head and pulled her mouth towards his cock. Barbara opened her mouth and was pushed down onto the shaft.

Her jaw stretched as the head slipped past her lips. The leader groaned again as Barbara's warm mouth wrapped around his cock. Barbara kept her hands in place, jerking his shaft. She began slowly bobbing her head forward, matching the pace of her hands.

"Look up at the camera," he barked. Barbara obeyed, her big blue eyes staring right into the white light.

Barbara's mouth ran along the top of the man's cock, taking in the first two or three inches. She thought back to what Ivy had taught her about giving blowjobs and tried to apply the technique.

Barbara's tongue moved, running over the engorged head of the cock. She licked the entire tip, lavishing attention on the leader's cock. Barbara felt pre-cum begin to leak out onto her tongue. She swallowed it down, remembering how good it tasted.

Hands gripped Barbara's wrists and pulled them off the man's cock. Out of the corner of her eyes, Barbara saw men crowding around her, and she felt her hands being pulled onto other cocks. She kept her vision pointed squarely at the camera the whole time.

Barbara moved her hands, jerking two different cocks at the same time. It was difficult, but her elite physical training made the task easier.

With her hands off the cameraman's cock, Barbara started bobbing her head further down his shaft. More of his cock entered her mouth, filling it up. Barbara didn't stop until she felt the tip move past her tonsils and press against the back of her throat. She suppressed her gag reflex and kept the cock there.

Her tongue moved along the bottom of the leader's shaft. She licked a stripe down his cock and licked as much of the dick as she could.

Barbara's hands continued steadily jerking off the two cocks. She could hear hollers and the men speaking, but she blocked it out. All she was focused on was the cock in her mouth and the ones in her hands.

Barbara felt it begin to throb as more pre-cum seeped out. She knew the leader was about to cum. He couldn't fend off her skill for long,

Barbara pulled her head off a little and took a moment to breathe in deeply again. She bobbed her head on the cock, moving quicker this time. Her tongue followed her mouth, running over the veiny surface of the cock.

The man groaned as his cock was about to explode. Barbara kept bobbing her head, moving faster and faster on his cock. It pulsed and throbbed and then finally the man reached his climax.

He shot his load straight into Barbara's mouth. His first rope caught her in the back of the throat, but she stayed where she was. The remaining ropes were deposited directly onto Barbara's waiting and eager tongue.

Barbara waited for the man to finish before swallowing all of his cum. It tasted quite salty and a little bitter, but still excellent. She wanted and needed more.

Barbara sucked on the head of his cock again, extracting a few more small droplets of cum. When she was satisfied, she pulled back and the cock slipped out of her mouth.

"Christ, that was an excellent blowjob," the leader remarked. Barbara gave a big smile back to the camera and opened her mouth, proving she had swallowed it all.

As soon as it became apparent that the man had finished, someone grabbed Barbara and pulled her to their own cock. It had been one of the men in her hands, and Barbara could see pre-cum already coating his shaft. She dropped her hands, and they quickly found two new cocks to start jerking.

Barbara bobbed her head up and down the new cock in her mouth. It wasn't quite as big as the last one, and she took more of the cock in her mouth. Her tongue worked furiously, licking every inch of the cock it could reach.

And just as quickly as she had been moved to that cock, Barbara was pulled to another. The man bucked his hips into her face and his cock slid down into her throat.

Barbara's pussy started becoming wet again as she sucked off cock after cock. She didn't look up at the men. She didn't care about them, only the dicks that she could taste.

Barbara sucked the man's cock for a minute before another one replaced his in her mouth. Her hands were moved to new cocks as well. Her hands were already coated in pre-cum and saliva by now, so each cock was immediately lubed up as she jerked the shaft.

The man in her mouth grabbed the back of Barbara's head and forcefully shoved her down onto his cock. It slid deeper into Barbara's mouth, and she felt it press against the back of her throat.

There were still a few more inches to go on the man's long cock, and he continued pushing her down. Barbara kept her mouth spread wide open, trying to accommodate as much of the cock as she could. The dicks in her hands were switched out again as she did her best to keep all of the men hard and ready to blow.

"Come on, cock-slut. Take it all," the man shouted at Barbara. He spat down at her face as she took more and more of his cock down her throat. It was incredibly demeaning, but it made Barbara even hotter. She hated herself for how much she was getting off on being used by the men, especially because she had volunteered herself for it.

Saliva began spilling out the sides of Barbara's mouth as she gagged on the thick cock. But the man kept pressing down.

"Just one more inch," Barbara assured herself. She was having difficulty breathing as the cock buried itself in her throat.

Finally she felt her nose make contact with the man's torso. His pubes tickled her skin, but she remained steady.

Still nearly choking, Barbara moved her tongue as much as she could on the bottom of the man's cock. He was on the verge of cumming, and Barbara wanted to make it as fast as possible.

The vibrations from the back of her throat as she gagged stimulated the man's cock, and Barbara's tongue put him over the edge.

Still holding onto her head tightly, he grunted loudly and without warning shot his load straight down Barbara's throat. She figured he would have pulled back a little and was caught off guard as his warm load choked her. She was disappointed that she couldn't taste any of it.

The man finished off his load and pushed Barbara off of him. Another cock was instantaneously plugging up her mouth again, and two juicy cocks appeared in her hands.

Barbara could taste the pre-cum already coating the man's shaft and knew she had been jerking him earlier. His cock was throbbing and incredibly veiny. She knew that he wouldn't last long.

She bobbed her head up and down the length of the man's shaft. Her lips sucked down on it tightly, creating a perfect seal and rubbing against his skin as she moved her head. Barbara's tongue worked in unison, licking the man's shaft and head. He was quickly moaning.

One of the cocks in Barbara's hands started to throb and she could hear grunting from that side of her. Evidently her handjobs proved too good as the man reached his peak.

Barbara aimed his cock at her chest as best she could and continued jerking his shaft. The man gave a single cry and shot his load.
The first spurt rocketed onto Barbara's chest, forming a line that strung across her cleavage and both breasts. He continued firing off rope after rope onto her perky tits, covering them with his milky white seed.

The last few drops were absorbed onto Barbara's hand as it slowed its pace on his cock. The man stepped away and a new cock was there to jerk.

The man Barbara was blowing groaned out, and his cock twitched in Barbara's mouth. She turned her attention back to him, bobbing her head on his cock as fast as she could. Her long red hair was sticking to her saliva-covered cheeks and getting in her way, but she paid no attention to it, focusing only on making the man cum.

She wouldn't have to wait long. As she continued fellating him, the man came. His cum filled up Barbara's mouth, satisfying her hungry tongue and desire to savor the sweet taste of cum.

Barbara let the man withdraw from her mouth after he finished. She opened her mouth, proudly displaying to all the large load that coated every inch of her cheeks and teeth. She closed her mouth, tilted her head back, and swallowed the load. Barbara again displayed her empty mouth to the cheers of the men.

One of the men she was jerking off moved her hand away and grabbed Barbara by the hips.

"I want to feel this gorgeous pussy now. You can't hide it away from us," he remarked to Barbara.

Her heart fluttered. She was excited at the prospect of having her pussy used by the men. Sucking them off had made her dripping wet.

The man pushed Barbara's upper body down so she was on all fours. Her round bubble-butt was sticking out in the air. Her shimmering pussy lips and wet bush were exposed and sticking out from between her pale legs. She looked irresistible to all the men surrounding her.

Barbara turned her head back to look at the man about to enter her. He dropped down to his knees, lining his cock up perfectly with her twat. He grabbed his cock and gently ran it up and down the length of Barbara's crotch.

"Oh, shit," she moaned as his cock pressed down against her clit. His cock came to a rest at her opening. He looked straight into Barbara's eyes and saw her expression. She was practically begging to be fucked.

The man started to slowly thrust his hips forward. The tip of his cock spread Barbara's pussy lips and presses against her opening. The head slipped into her wet snatch, and Barbara moaned.

Her pussy was stilly pretty tight, but his shaft was already wet from saliva and pre-cum, so the man had no trouble burying his cock inside Barbara.

"Fill my tight little cunt up," she said, still watching him as he entered her.

The man grabbed Barbara's ass as support and pulled her towards him. She groaned as his cock went deeper into her pussy. It wasn't quite as big as the brush she had used last night, but the ridges and grooves of his cock pressed against her pussy walls and excited Barbara's twat.

Barbara felt her ass meet the man's cold, bare torso as all of his 6.5 inches was swallowed up by her pussy.

"What a good slut," someone remarked. Barbara nodded her head. The name-calling, as much as she didn't want to admit it, turned her on.

The man pushed against Barbara's ass and withdrew his cock almost all of the way. Barbara felt empty as just his head remained in her, before he plunged his cock back into her.

She gave a small yelp as he slammed into her pussy. Barbara was on the cusp of yet another orgasm, her pussy seemingly never satisfied.

The man steadily increased his pace, thrusting his cock in and out of Barbara's pussy. She was moaning as the man took her from behind. Her tits hung down from her body and jiggled each time the man thrust forward. Her whole body moved faster, reacting to the man's fast strokes. Barbara pushed back against him, feeling his cock go even further into her pussy with each thrust.

"Keep fucking my pretty pussy. I'm almost there!" Barbara squealed.

"Yeah, cum on that cock for me," the man grunted. He kept moving faster and faster. His cock rubbed against Barbara's g-spot with each increasingly quick thrust as she ascended her peak. "I want to hear you scream."

"Uh-huh," Barbara replied.

"Look straight into the camera as you orgasm," the person who had grabbed the phone told her. Barbara looked around and found the white light, directing her vision squarely at the phone.

The man pounded into Barbara, and her climax couldn't be held off for any longer. Her pussy twitched around the man's pumping shaft, and she screamed out.

Barbara's loud cries filled the large room, echoing off the walls as she was brought to her first orgasm from a cock that night. Her face contorted in pleasure, as the camera filmed it all. The pure lust in the eyes of the girl was apparent to all.

Barbara's pussy squeezed the man's cock as she came, and the increased friction put him over the edge as well.

He grunted loudly, pushed his cock deep into Barbara's pussy and held it still. His cum exploded out of his tip, gushing deep into Barbara's pussy. His warm goo filled up her cunt, mixing in with her own sweet nectar.

"Yes, fill me with your cum!" Barbara moaned. The sensation of cum shooting into her and splashing against her back wall always made her wet.

The man let out the final few spurts before his load ended.

"Fuck, that pussy is great," he announced to his friends. Barbara was hoping that more would be enticed to try it.

The man pulled his cock out of Barbara and walked away from her. Cum, both male and female, slowly trickled out of her gaping pussy. Her meaty lips and the inside of her thighs were soon coated in the sticky substance, which got tangled up in her large bush. Barbara had gotten used to it.

Another man stepped up behind Barbara. She was looking forward and couldn't see who it was. He was much more direct than her previous lover and immediately buried his cock balls-deep in Barbara's sopping cunt.

"Oh shit!" Barbara cried at the unexpected penetration.

The man started thrusting his hips at a very fast pace. His cock pistoned in and out of Barbara's pussy, igniting the fire in her pussy once again.

To Barbara's joy, another man stepped up in front of her. She had previously had a pussy in her mouth and a cock in her twat, but never been spit-roasted. She was more than happy to try. The man's cock was standing proudly straight out and ready for her to suck. Barbara gripped his shaft and guided it into her waiting mouth.

Barbara sealed her lips around his cock. She could already taste pre-cum and knew he was close to his climax. Barbara began jerking her hand the length of the shaft, from the base to her lips.

She sucked in her cheeks, providing pressure to the man's purple head. Barbara gave long licks over the head with her tongue, causing the man to shudder.

The man behind Barbara gave her a quick slap on her ass. She winced slightly. It stung, but her pussy ached more. The man gave another spank to her other cheek, and Barbara's pussy screamed in response.

The thug grabbed onto Barbara's hips and started bucking up into her as fast as he could. His cock jackhammered into her pussy, flying in and out and spreading her walls each time.

As Barbara was forcefully fucked closer and closer to an orgasm, she started losing concentration. She was focused squarely on her throbbing cunt, and began to neglect the cock in her mouth.

The man in front of her took the signal and picked up the slack. He started thrusting his hips towards Barbara's face. She was caught off-guard slightly to begin with, but quickly spread her jaws wide and held her mouth steady.

The man face-fucked her, and was going faster and faster, trying to match his friend in Barbara's pussy. The head of his cock pressed hard against the back of Barbara's throat, causing her to emit a guttural sound with each thrust of his hips.

The two men quickly developed a rhythm. They see-sawed out of her holes, one thrusting in while the other pulled out. Barbara was always filled up in some form or another, as all three hurtled towards their orgasms.

The man in her pussy came first. He didn't slow his pace at all as his cum started shooting out of his tip. It splashed over every surface of Barbara's pussy, giving the redhead her second creampie of the night.

The other man released almost immediately after. Her pulled out of Barbara's warm mouth and furiously jerked his cock. After only two strokes, he grunted and climaxed as well.

Barbara held her face steady as the man gave her a facial. His first long rope hit her squarely and ran from her forehead to the side of her lip. The rest of his spurts coated her cheeks and nose. Barbara was very thankful that she managed to avoid getting any cum in her eyes. She licked her lips, collecting a small amount of the tasty seed.

Barbara was left slightly disappointed. Both men had cum, but left her right on the cusp of an orgasm. Luckily there would be other men who could give her one.

"Who's next?" the formerly-conservative girl asked to the room. There wasn't a lack of suitors.

Someone immediately replaced the man in her pussy. He was smaller than the previous two men, but quite thick. Another thug stepped up to her face. Barbara opened her mouth expectantly and a cock slipped in.

She could feel both cocks leaking pre-cum profusely into her, and Barbara worried about how long they could last. The man in her pussy started rapidly fucking her, so he evidently wasn't too concerned with holding out.

Barbara started pressing down on the cock in her mouth. She wanted to take the whole thing. She took most of the six or so inches rather easily. Barbara continued onwards and soon had the whole cock down her throat.

The man's cock was already throbbing.

"Fuck, I'm about to cum!" he announced.

Barbara pulled her mouth back, leaving a string of saliva from the shaft. She went to work on the head of the cock, running her tongue over it and sucking in. Her hand jerked the rest of the shaft, coaxing the man towards his climax.

The man groaned and came in Barbara's mouth. His whole load went straight onto her tongue, and she eagerly swallowed all of the cum.

She hadn't been paying as much attention to the man in her pussy. By his loud grunts and wheezes, he needed to drain his balls as well. He kept ramming Barbara's pussy at full-speed until his cock twitched and he exploded.

What he lacked in stamina, he more than made up for. The man's load seemed to be never-ending as he fired rope-after-rope deep into Barbara's already-cum-filled cunt. Her whole pussy was full of the sticky goo after he finally finished.

When the man pulled out a huge wave of cum gushed out of Barbara's cunt.

"Holy fuck, you boys filled me up pretty good!" she complimented. Much of the jizz clung to her lips and created pearly white streaks in her red bush, but a big puddle had formed beneath her legs as well.

Both of the quick pairs and the multiple creampies had left Barbara's pussy aching tremendously. She needed to cum again.

"Anybody else?"

A pair of hands gripped Barbara's hips. She gasped as she was lifted straight into the air and carried a short distance by whoever was behind her.

The man sat down in the chair, the lone piece of furniture in the room. Barbara immediately sank down to his lap. She could feel his erection pressing against her bare ass. The crowd gathered around the chair. Whoever had the phone stood facing Barbara, capturing her whole body.

"Sit up, bitch," the man barked at her.

Barbara put her hands on his stomach to support herself and pulled herself up. Her ass was hanging in the air just above his crotch and she placed her feet on his thighs to steady herself, straddling the seated man in reverse cowgirl.

"Her pussy's getting wet again," someone remarked. It was true; Barbara couldn't wait to feel another cock enter her sweet pussy.

The man gripped his erect cock and lifted his hips slightly, pressing the tip against Barbara's lips. He rubbed it over her crotch, getting his cock wet with pussy juice and cum. He guided his cock down to her opening. Barbara closed her eyes and waited for the release.

Her eyes flew open and she nearly screamed when the head of the man's cock slipped into her puckered asshole.

"Oh, fuck!" Barbara exclaimed.

"Yeah, slut. Take it up your ass!" one of the onlookers hollered. His command was met with whoops and cheers.

The man wrapped his hands around Barbara's waist and pulled her hips down towards him. Slowly Barbara's body was brought down.

At the same time, the man started thrusting his hips up into Barbara. His cock rapidly pushed into her ass and stretched out her tight walls.

"Oh, goddamn!" Barbara whispered to herself. She was still slightly unused to anal, so the thick cock felt uncomfortable as it slid deeper into her. She bit her lip to prevent from crying out.

"Keep going, slut. Almost there," the man told her. Barbara's breathing quickened as her rectum was completely filled up. Her ass cheeks met the man's stomach, and his entire 8 inch shaft was buried inside her.

The man kept his cock still for a moment, letting Barbara get acclimated to it. She took deep breaths, in through her nose and out through her mouth. She had forgotten how bloated it made her feel to have such a large object in her ass.

The man proceeded to gingerly withdraw his cock from Barbara's ass. She could feel her walls return to a normal size as the pressure went away.

When just his head was still in her ass, the man thrust back into her. Barbara let out a moan as he went balls-deep in her.

"Haha, this whore's fucking loving it," someone commented.

"She needs to have her ass torn in two," another chimed in.

The man listened to his friends' requests. He pulled out of Barbara gain and pushed his cock back in then rapidly repeated the process. Barbara was practically sitting on his lap, meaning he had completely unfettered access to her whole rectum.

The man's fast and powerful thrusts soon became very pleasurable to Barbara. The discomfort had completely gone away. The walls of her ass were stretched with each new thrust of the cock, making it easier each time.

Barbara let out another loud moan. Her tight ass was clinging to the man's cock, and he rubbed against all of her nerve endings as he pounded away. Her pussy was becoming wetter and wetter as her ass was repeatedly fucked.

Barbara moved a hand away from supporting herself and placed it between her spread legs. She ran two fingers through her meaty lips, feeling her own wetness as well as the result of the three earlier creampies. Her pussy was aching for relief.

Barbara brought her fingers back up and brushed them over her clit. Immediately she felt sparks fly from her pussy. She was incredibly turned on.

Barbara pressed her fingers down hard on her clit ad began gently rubbing her engorged button. She moaned again, and kept her mouth open. Her red bush tickled her fingers as Barbara circled her clit over and over again. She was hurtling closer towards a powerful orgasm.

The man's cock began leaking large amounts of pre-cum, and with each thrust of his hips the man grunted. He was close to cumming as well. His strokes increased as he furiously rammed his dick deep into Barbara's rectum. The friction on his shaft was sending him over the edge.

Barbara's fingers matched the speed of the man's cock. They were a blur as she rubbed down hard on her clit. She was loudly moaning and her muscles started to tense up. Her climax was arriving, and she continued swiftly frigging her nub.

The man came first. With a groan he shot his first rope into Barbara's cavity before filling up her ass with his load. His cock felt warm as he slowly pulled out of her.

The man's climax set off Barbara's own. The feeling of his cum shooting into her ass was more than enough, and she came hard, pushing down on her clit. Barbara's body twitched and quivered, and her pussy juices spilled out onto the floor below. Some trickled down onto the man's cock, mixing with the cum that was slowly leaking out of her ass.

"How did her ass feel?" Barbara heard.

"Fucking glove man. Like a fucking glove."

Barbara felt pressure on her back as she was pushed off the chair. She fell to the concrete ground, her right arm feeling sore as it absorbed most of the fall. She rolled onto the other side of her body, taking as much of the pressure off as she could.

"Well then I'm gonna try it."

Barbara heard footsteps behind her and felt breath on the back of her neck as someone lay down behind her. Barbara braced herself for what she knew was coming.

Sure enough, the man pressed his cockhead against her asshole. He teased Barbara a little, rimming the surface of her hole before plunging in.

"Shit, you weren't lying. This does feel like a glove," he announced.

His cock thrust back and forth in Barbara's ass. This thug was considerably smaller than the one prior, so Barbara felt much better even as his whole shaft was inside of her.

A second man dropped down to the floor, this time in front of Barbara. He was on his knees with his cock protruding out mere inches from Barbara's face. She had an up-close view of his pre-cum soaked head, and his shaft also had a sheen. He must have fucked her pussy earlier.

"I'm about to cum. Jerk me onto your tits," the man forcefully commanded.

Barbara quickly complied. She felt a twinge of pain in her right arm as she moved it, but buckled down and carried on.

She grabbed the man's cock. It was very slick and she couldn't get a firm grip on it.

Barbara jerked her hand up and down the shaft, rubbing her fingers over the exposed head and moving all the way down until her knuckles touched his balls. The man was groaning heavily, and his cock throbbed. He wasn't lying about how close his climax was.

The man groaned and as Barbara continued to move her hand, he came. His first big spurt landed straight on her face before she got the chance to react. She quickly aimed his cock at her breasts, where the man deposited the rest of his load.

When he was done, Barbara gave his shaft a long lick from the head to his balls. She tasted his cum and her own pussy juice as the flavors combined in her mouth. She gave his tip a small kiss before the man rose to his knees and blended in with the crowd again.

Barbara's attention returned to the man fucking her ass. He was trying his hardest, but wasn't a particularly great fuck. He was causing a small purr in her pussy, but not much more.

Barbara reached down behind her ass and felt the man's shaft. She moved her hand to his balls and began gently massaging his sack, trying to get the man to cum.

It worked to perfection, as the man cried out almost immediately. He pulled his cock out much of the way, keeping only his head in Barbara's ass.

Her hand returned to his shaft, and she began jerking his cock off and eliciting his orgasm. She continued rubbing her hand up and down his cock as his warm seed landed against the walls of Barbara's ass and filled her up. She gave a contented sigh; the sensation of being filled up by cum turned her on more than the man's fucking had.

He pulled out of Barbara, and much of his cum stayed inside her ass. The heroine pressed her index finger against the gaped rosebud and pressed in. She was happy to find the finger covered in cum. Barbara swirled it around in her ass, trying to collect as much as she could, before pulling it out.

She brought the digit to her mouth and licked it entirely clean. The men looking at her were electrified by her action, and most were stroking their erections. Barbara looked to whoever was holding the phone and gave a small, playful smile.

"Wow, what a fucking whore," Barbara heard. "I don't know too many bitches who eat their own ass."
Barbara felt turned on knowing how dirty she was. It was wrong, and she shouldn't have been enjoying the experience at all. But Ivy had gotten into her brain and changed Barbara somehow. She had unlocked another side to the prim and proper girl.

"Such a dirty slut needs two men to fuck her senseless," another man said.

Barbara's pussy became wet at the thought. She hadn't ever taken two cocks in her before. Fingers and she had tried once with small objects the day before, but she would be stretched out to an entirely new level.

The man who had made the suggestion and the one standing next to him both came up to Barbara. She looked up at them with the burning fire of lust in her eyes. She had let her inner slut truly consume her.

The thug on the left dropped down to the ground.

"C'mere. Ride my cock like a good whore."

Barbara eagerly crawled over to the man. She stood up and swung one leg over the man's body, with her back towards his stomach. She slowly lowered herself in a squat over his crotch.

The man held his big cock steady beneath Barbara. As she came down to him, he aimed his cock at her wide ass. Small drops of cum were still leaking out of the gaped hole.

Barbara kept moving down and lightly moaned when the tip of the cock pressed against the rim of her ass. She didn't stop. The whole head slipped in. Her hips kept moving lower. The shaft slid up her channel. The previous loads acted as lubricants, getting rid of any resistance.

Barbara moaned again as more of the cock filled her up. It seemed like it never ended. The cock must have been much bigger than the one that had previously been in her ass.

As the cock pressed against Barbara's walls and stretched out her anus, she could feel the wetness flowing from her pussy. It wouldn't take long at all before her next climax.

Finally, Barbara felt her ass press against skin. The entire cock was in her ass. The man reached up and grabbed Barbara's hips. He pulled her, and Barbara fell backwards onto him, her back pressing against his hairy chest. The cock still remained fully buried in her ass.

The man moved his hands to the back of Barbara's knees and pulled her legs up and spread them apart, forming a V-shape in the air. Her entire ass and pussy were completely exposed and vulnerable.

The second man sensed his opportunity and kneeled down in front of Barbara's crotch. She got a glimpse of his cock. It was huge as well.

The man rubbed the head of his cock against Barbara's clit. She moaned again. The small stimulation sent shivers up her spine.

"What do you want me to do?" he asked.

"I want you to fill me up."

"Tell me again."

"I want to feel your big cock filling up every inch of me and wrecking my fucking cunt!" Barbara nearly screamed.

The man pushed his head into Barbara's pussy and thrust his hips powerfully into her. In one stroke, the entire length of his cock was buried in her cunt.

That was enough for Barbara, who immediately orgasmed.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, oh Jesus FUCKING SHIT!" she yelled as she felt both huge cocks completely filled her up.

Barbara's whole body felt like it was on edge as she came down from the orgasm. She knew it wouldn't stop there.

The man in her pussy pulled most of the way out and plunged his cock back in again. At the same time, the cock in her ass withdrew with only the head still in. As soon as the cock in her pussy pulled out again, the one in her ass was thrust fully back into Barbara.

The men had developed a steady rhythm so that Barbara was always filled up. They moved faster, fucking her repeatedly with their big cocks.

Barbara could feel every single thrust and movement of the cocks. They were separated only by a very thin membrane. She felt extremely full and almost bloated.

But at the same time, she hadn't ever been more turned on in her life. Her pussy and ass were on fire, and she couldn't remember them ever feeling this good.

The men see-sawed in and out of Barbara, stretching her holes and bringing her back towards another orgasm.

Barbara had both hands free, with the man on the bottom holding her body. She moved her left hand between her legs. She ran her fingers over her bush and down to her clit. It was completely erect. As soon as her fingers touched it, she almost climaxed.

With her other hand, she reached up towards her breasts. Barbara pinched her already-hard nipples, making them stand up even more. She groped her C-cup boobs, taking one at a time in her hand and squeezing them. Her skin was sticky, remnants of earlier loads. She could feel the nipples pressing hard against her palm.

"God, this is fucking awesome!" the man with the phone exclaimed. He was getting quite the shot, showing the wonderful Barbara Gordon being pounded by two cocks, while rubbing her clit and cupping her cum-covered tits.

The men worked their way up to a fever pitch. Each cock was flying in and out of Barbara's holes. She was in absolute heaven. Her fingers pressed down harder on her clit and circled the engorged nub. The orgasm was starting.

Barbara could feel it take hold of her whole body. Her toes curled, her legs shook. She yelled out obscenities at the top of her lungs, but she couldn't hear them. Her entire world had been reduced to her clit and the cocks stretching out her cunt and ass.

Her pussy contracted around the cock, gripping it tightly. Barbara squirted wave after wave of pussy juice onto it.

The man couldn't hold out any longer either. As Barbara's cunt squeezed his cock, it began to throb and pulse against her walls. Barbara felt it, and knew she what she was about to get.

Just as the man was about to explode, he pulled out of Barbara's pussy. He furiously jerked his cock, putting him over the edge.

He took aim just above her pink pussy. His first blast rocketed out much further than he anticipated, flying onto her stomach. A big glob landed inside her belly button. He aimed a little lower, and the rest of his load was deposited onto Barbara's beautiful red bush and her clit.

Sweat dripped down his brow as he recovered from his powerful climax. She shook his cock at Barbara again, getting another small drop to land in her hair. He backed away from the depraved girl.

Barbara now only had one cock in her, and was feeling a little disappointed. She needed to be filled up like that again. Her pussy was craving it.

"Let's flip you over. I want to feel that wonderful twat again," the man below her remarked.

Barbara went limp and allowed herself to be manhandled. She was picked up off the man's cock and spun around before being dropped down onto her knees, straddling the man. He gripped his shaft and thrust it up into Barbara. Her sopping wet snatch allowed him easy access.

"Oh, fuuuuck!" she quietly moaned.

Another cock slipped into Barbara's asshole. She gasped at the sudden penetration, but didn't resist it at all. It felt too good.

The man in her ass put his hands on her hips and started thrusting into Barbara. He was directly behind her with a great angle. His cock pumped in and out of her asshole, rocking her body forward and back. Barbara's shiny tits swayed as her body moved, affording the man beneath her a wonderful view.

Barbara could feel every thrust of the two cocks inside her. The cock in her ass was going extremely deep each time, deeper than Barbara ever thought to be possible.

"Yes, take my fucking ass. Make it yours."

"Don't worry, slut. It will be when we're all done."

His balls slapped against the area between Barbara's pussy and ass, contributing to the sound of flesh colliding in the room.

A third man stepped up to the trio and stood next to Barbara's head. He looked down at her expectantly. She knew what she had to do without a command.

Barbara picked her upper body up a little, positioning the erect cock just in front of her mouth. Barbara opened her mouth and moved her head, letting the cock brush against her lips and slip past them.

The man groaned as his cock entered into Barbara's warm mouth. Both of her hands were free, and she brought her left hand up to the man's shaft. She slowly jerked the man's shaft with her hand, moving it up and down the whole length.

Her mouth remained planted right on the head of the thug's cock. Her tongue worked eagerly over the purple head, drawing another groan from the man. Barbara could taste his pre-cum off his head.

Her cheeks were drawn in as she sucked on the head. The slurping noises from Barbara's mouth became progressively louder as she worked harder to get the man off. Her hand flew back and forth over his shaft.

Barbara brought her other hand to her chest. She tweaked both of her nipples, making sure they were both still fully erect. They stood out like pencil erasers from her goosebump-laden areolas.

A sharp pain coursed through Barbara's body. The man fucking her from behind had delivered a strong blow to her left cheek. It stung, but the sudden pain turned Barbara on even more.

The thug delivered another blow to her right cheek. Big red handprints now marked both sides of Barbara's ass. She moaned in approval. The two cocks were driving her over the edge, and the spanking was helping.

He developed a constant pattern, alternating blows between each of Barbara's cheeks. Every hit hurt a little bit more than the one before it, but Barbara was taking intense pleasure from the pain.

Barbara moved her hand away from the shaft in her mouth, and down to the man's balls. She gently massaged them in her hand, causing the man to groan again. His cock twitched in Barbara's mouth. He was about to cum.

Barbara recognized her own impending orgasm as well. With her lips still sealed around the man's cock, she started to move her head down his shaft. More of his cock filled up her mouth as Barbara swallowed it all up. His tip pressed against the back of her throat, but still she continued until the remaining two inches were also in her mouth. Barbara's nose pressed against the man's stomach.

She started to grind her hips down against the cocks wrecking her holes. Barbara humped them, trying to get herself over the edge. Her right hand still lightly squeezed her perky tits, brushing against her sensitive nipples.

Barbara started bobbing her head back and forth over the last inch of the man's cock. Spit flowed out the sides of her open mouth as she repeatedly choked herself on the cock.

The two cocks flew in and out of Barbara, and she felt the orgasm coming over her. Barbara tried to yell out, but her mouth was full.

The head of the man's cock was pressed right against her vibrating throat as she moaned, and that was enough to make him cum. He stepped away from Barbara, pulling his cock out of her mouth. Long strands of saliva connected her lips to his cock, which broke and fell to her neck.

The thug aimed his cock at Barbara's chest he started cumming. His first shot hit her in the neck, and immediately flowed down her body over her ribcage. His next few landed squarely on her beautiful breasts, before his last spurts dripped onto her arm. The man pressed the tip of his cock against Barbara's arm and wiped it off, leaving a long slimy trail on her bicep.

As Barbara came, her pussy contracted around the cock, and she clenched her ass. The increased friction proved too much for the men, and they came in unison.

Barbara's eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head. Her whole body was shaking from an extremely powerful orgasm. Her tits were being covered by the jizz of one man, and both her holes were being simultaneously filled up by the cum of two other men. She was on cloud nine.

Barbara's body collapsed down onto the man below her. She was exhausted, and her chest was heaving. The cock in her ass was slowly withdrawn. Cum started to seep out of her hole, and down her thighs and onto the cock still positioned in her pussy.

She was pushed off the man below her and onto the floor as he pulled out his dick as well. Barbara lay on her back on the ground, her breasts moving up and down in accordance with her long breaths. The jizz leaked out of her cunt and ran down her butt onto the floor. Some of it slipped back into her gaped asshole.

In her peripheral vision, Barbara saw whoever the phone had been passed off to moving around, scanning her entire naked body. She didn't care. Any of the resistance that had existed when she first began had been melted away by her need for cum.

She was seized by the arms by two strong hands and yanked up off the ground. Immediately after regaining her footing, Barbara was pulled back down again, only this time her back landed on top of somebody else's body. She was manipulated so that her ass was just below the man's stomach. She knew what was coming.

The man grabbed his cock and pressed it against Barbara's ass. Her hole welcomed the cock and swallowed up the head. The man continued thrusting forward, and most of his cock became buried in Barbara's slimy rectum.

A loud, low moan escaped past Barbara' lips. She had become so used to the sensation that it no longer fazed her in the slightest.

Another thug came up to Barbara and kneeled at her crotch. Her heart beat faster in her chest. She wanted to be completely filled up again, and was about to receive her wish.

Sure enough, the man thrust his cock int Barbara's slick cunt.

"Fuuuck, yes!" Barbara cried out, showing her enthusiasm to being used as a fuck-slut.

Both men started thrusting their cocks in and out of Barbara's holes. She was always filled up in one of the holes, and the orgasm was rapidly approaching. She ground her hips down against both cocks, riding them and forcing them deeper into her holes with each rapid thrust.

A third man got on his knees to the side of Barbara's head. She could see his hard cock out of the corner of her eye, and turned her head to look at it straight on.

Barbara opened her mouth and craned her neck. The head slipped past her lips, and she sealed them around the shaft. She began bobbing her head up and down the shaft. Her tongue went to work, licking the underside of the shaft and trying to taste every inch of the man's length.

Barbara felt hands on her forearms, and her hands were moved to two cocks. She attempted to jerk off the cocks, but she couldn't concentrate. The sensations in her pussy and ass were too powerful for her to spread her attention over 5 cocks.

"Slut, jerk my fucking dick off!" one of the thugs forcefully yelled at her. Barbara took a moment to think, before deciding on a course of action.

She moved her mouth as far down on the shaft as she could, taking the entire length of the cock in her mouth. She then stopped moving her mouth. Barbara also stopped moving her hips back against the thrusting cocks, and let her body go limp. She was letting herself be used purely as a three-holed fuck-doll for the men.

Now the only thing she had to concentrate on were the cocks in her hands. Barbara began quickly moving both hands up and down the shafts of the cocks. She could feel the cocks harden just a little bit more, as the men became fully erect. Barbara blocked out the rest of the sensations in her body, and out all of her energy into servicing those two men.

The three other men were given free-rein to fuck Barbara as they so pleased. Her throat became battered as the man repeatedly forced his dick deep down her throat, causing Barbara to nearly choke. Guttural sounds were the only things coming from her mouth as her entire body felt like it was being stimulated.

Barbara had become so concentrated on the cocks in her hands that she hadn't even realized how close to a climax she had gotten. That was, until it crashed into her.

Barbara moaned and screamed around the cock in her throat, but it was entirely muffled. She worked through the sensations, keeping her hands moving the entire time.

Pre-cum began to cost her hands as the men neared their own climaxes. Barbara closed her eyes, just as another powerful orgasm wracked her body.

She felt like such a slut. Over the next ten minutes, Barbara came three more times. She couldn't help herself. Being turned into a cum-dumpster for all the men made her extraordinarily horny, and now she was taking five cocks at once. Just the idea made her pussy wet, and the two big cocks pounding away at her fuck-holes did much more than just make her wet.

At Barbara's final climax, all of the men had enough as well. The man in her throat was the first to be overcome. He pulled out of Barbara's warm mouth, and positioned his cock right at the back of her head. He jerked his cock once, and exploded.

His cum rained down into Barbara's beautiful red hair. Huge globs of white jizz now stained her wavy locks, clumping her hair together. It would be absolute hell to remove, but Barbara was beyond that point of caring.

The man in her cunt was next. He grunted and thrust in as deep as he could, pressing the tip of his big cock almost against Barbara's cervix, before releasing his load. His was added to the five others that Barbara had taken in the night, as her wrecked cunt was filled up with hot cum.

The cock in her right hand began to heavily throb, and he came. Barbara's jerking hand was already aiming it at her chest, and more jizz shot out onto her perky and beautiful tits. Her entire chest was covered in thick white cum and slimy streaks ran down her stomach and neck.

The man in her ass came next, pumping his cock into Barbara and depositing his load deep into her rectum. Almost immediately after, the other cock in her hand started throbbing, and the man moved Barbara's hand away.

He moved to Barbara's face, and coated her entire face with his load. Her cheeks, nose, lips, and chin all became covered with strands of thick, sticky white cum.

All five men moved away from Barbara as she was left on the floor. She should have been worn out, but she wanted, needed, more cum. She spied around the room and immediately saw the three men who hadn't just immediately came. Each of them was standing at full-mast again, even though they couldn't have climaxed more than twenty minutes ago.

Barbara crawled over to them. Jizz oozed out of both her cunt and ass, getting into her already-matted bush or running down her thighs.

She reached the three men. One of them was holding the still-recording video.

"What do you want, slut?" the camera-man asked.

"Your cum," Barbara eagerly replied. All three men smiled.

Barbara leaned out and took one of the cocks in her mouth. Her hands moved to the other two. She immediately devoured the cock in her mouth, and her hands flew over the other two.

After a minute, she turned and switched to sucking one of the others, before eventually making her way to the third cock, making sure each one got equal treatment. They were all primed and ready to explode.

The first man walked behind her and stroked his cock. Barbara's backside was virtually the only spot on her entire body that wasn't covered in crusty or viscous jizz.

He aimed at her upper back, and shot out his load. Some of it landed in the bottom of her hair, and the rest of it hit her spine and slowly ran down her entire backside.

The next man also walked behind her, but aimed lower. His cum released onto her bubble butt, sticking perfectly out as Barbara was kneeling. He made sure to cover each side equally, and one strand ran down straight between her cheeks and into Barbara's asshole.

The last man stepped up to her face, and jerked his cock off onto her, giving Barbara another facial. He covered her entire forehead and her closed eyelids, before finishing off the rest into her hairline. All three men backed away, and joined the rest of the men to survey the damage.

Barbara was covered from head-to-toe in cum. She herself had climaxed more than 20 times, and she had lost count of how many loads had been deposited inside of her cunt and asshole.
Barbara wiped the cum off of her sealed-shut eyes and opened them. She was more than satisfied at her job well-done.

"So I think we are finished," she stated.

For the first time, she bothered looking at the men's faces, and picked out the ringleader. He had the phone back in his hands now, and it appeared that he was still filming.

"Not quite, slut. Just this last thing, and then the Comish is free."

Barbara swallowed anxiously. She had done everything that was asked of her.

The leader whispered to one of his thugs, and two started walking away. Barbara followed their course to the room where she thought her Dad was being held. Sure enough, the door opened and the thugs pushed out Jim Gordon.

Barbara panicked, afraid that he could see her, before realizing that her dad had been blindfolded, gagged, and had his hands restrained. Jim was escorted to the lone chair in the room, and sat down. His feet were quickly handcuffed to the chair, restraining him again. His hands were briefly released before immediately being cuffed again behind the back of the chair.

"You do not get to speak," the man said, addressing Barbara. "All I want is for you to cum on his cock."

Barbara should have felt more afraid, more trapped. After all, what the man was asking her to do would forever change her relationship with her dad, at least how she view him. But Barbara didn't. Her mind had been twisted, manipulated so much that she saw it simply as another obstacle in her path, and another opportunity for the cum she craved.

"You don't have to do this if you don't want to. The immunity payment is still on the table."

Barbara could never justify doing that. And sadly, she found herself extraordinarily excited by this new prospect. She shook her head to the leader.

Barbara crawled on all fours over to the chair Jim was sitting in. She reached up and undid his belt and zipper. Barbara could tell her dad wasn't fighting against his restraints as strongly anymore. before pulling down his pants and underwear.

Barbara gasped as she saw his flaccid cock. Even limp, it was quite big, and Barbara immediately knew one of the reasons her mom married her dad.

Barbara reached out, and touched the cock. It twitched, and began hardening to the touch. It became bigger and bigger as Barbara grasped it. She was very impressed.

Barbara aimed the cock towards her mouth, and began slowly jerking her hand over the bottom of the shaft. She craned her neck, and took the head of Jim's cock in her mouth. Barbara sealed her lips and sucked in on the head. Her tongue began licking the tip, lavishing attention on the most sensitive part.

Barbara kept her tongue active as she began slowly bobbing her head along the top half of the shaft. She kept her mouth in the same speed as her hand as they worked in unison servicing her dad's entire cock.

With her free hand, Barbara reached down and gently fondled Jim's balls. His cock throbbed a little, and Barbara tasted a small amount of pre-cum escape onto her tongue. She stopped, remembering that she had to cum on his cock.

Barbara stood up and thought about the best way to achieve her goal. She swung one leg over the side of the arm-less chair and planted her other leg over the other side so her back was facing towards Jim. She began lowering herself towards his cock. Barbara reached down and guided the erect cock to her pussy lips.

Finally, Barbara felt the head slip past her opening and into her wet cunt. Barbara couldn't help but moan lightly as her pussy received more attention. Barbara continued lowering herself down on the cock, taking inch-after-inch into her gaped twat.

Finally, Barbara's sticky ass met Jim's body, and his entire cock was buried in her cunt. Barbara moaned out as she was once again filled to the brim with dick.

Barbara used her strong legs to push herself up off Jim's cock, before slamming her pussy back down on it. She had to admit that it felt amazing.

Barbara repeated her action, moving faster this time. As she came back down, Jim thrust his hips up into her pussy, and Barbara yelped as her pussy was properly fucked. She had to make sure that she didn't actually say anything or she would be given away.

Barbara saw every man in the room with their eyes on her. The camera was pointed straight at her glorious, sticky, naked body as she impaled herself on her father's cock.

Barbara moved one hand to her clit and the other to her cum-coated breasts. Her fingers found her engorged nub, and she gasped as she began circling her clit. She pinched both of her fully-erect nipples, sending more sparks through her body. Barbara could feel the orgasm starting to build deep within her.

Jim thrust away at Barbara's pussy as she ground down onto him. The combination of the stimulation to her cunt, clit, and tits were rapidly pushing Barbara towards the edge of a climax.

"Use your ass too," the leader commanded.

Barbara obeyed without a slight hint of protest, in fact she was happy to do so. She pushed herself off of Jim's cock, moved her hand from her breast, and positioned his shaft as necessary. As Barbara came back down, his cock slipped into her asshole, and Barbara moaned again.

She ground down as Jim thrust up, and Barbara felt her walls stretch wider as Jim's cock opened her up again. Her hand remained steady over her clit and she began playing with her tits again, bringing Barbara closer and closer to an orgasm. She knew it was about to hit.

Barbara continued reaming her asshole on her dad's cock. She could feel his pre-cum inside of her ass. He was about to cum, and Barbara knew she was about to as well. She was happy in a sick and twisted way. She needed to feel his cum inside of her.

As she moved her hips up, Barbara pulled her ass completely off Jim's cock. She came down, and his erect cock slammed deep into her cunt once more. That was all Barbara needed.

She yelled and screamed out, having to control herself and not say any words. Her pussy squeezed Jim's cock, and that put him over the edge as well. He continued to buck his hips into her as father and daughter came together. His cum leaked out of Barbara's pussy, trickling over her lips and down her thighs, and she dismounted from Jim.

Worn out, but now finally glad to have gotten out of the sticky situation, Barbara did Jim's pants up again, tucking his deflated cock into his underwear with one last small kiss. Ultimately, a quite painless resolution. Barbara thanked Ivy once again. Without her guidance and help in unlocking Barbara's hidden slut, she wouldn't have ever experienced such fantastic highs, and would've been stuck in s much more difficult ultimatum morally.

"Cover his ears," the leader barked. Barbara looked back at him. He had stopped filming finally. Two thugs inserted small plugs into both of Jim's ears and then covered them with noise-cancelling headphones.

"Don't worry, he can't hear us," the man stated, walking up to Barbara.

"Good. Now I have gone above and beyond what we agreed to. Let him go."

"It will be done," the leader stated. One of the thugs ran out of the warehouse, and the rest began to walk towards the exit, leaving just Barbara, Jim, and the leader in the middle of the room. "A semi-corrupt cop buddy of mine has been called as we speak and he'll be here to take Jim back to the station and make sure there's no investigation revealing our identities. After all, there is a shit done of DNA in here. You might know him actually. Name of Harvey Bullock."

A large van pulled into the warehouse. The license plate was blacked out. The thugs began filling into the car, and the leader started walking towards them as well.

"You'd better get dressed, unless you want the cops to find you like that," the man stated to Barbara. Her clothes were thrown out of the car. She ran over to grab them, and found only her blouse, without her sweater, pants, or underwear.

"Oh, and I can't help but mention one last thing," the leader began as he climbed into the passenger seat. All the other thugs were now in the back of the van, ready to leave. "I'm a rather benevolent man, and you did really go above and beyond today. As a result, I'm having all evidence linking you to Batgirl destroyed."

Barbara breathed a huge sigh of relief. She was going to figure out how to deal with that later, but now it wasn't a concern.

"Yet, you didn't mention anything about the... revealing video that we just took of you, Ms. Gordon. Your father and Batgirl won't be touched again, but I'm sure Falcone will be very interested in knowing how much of a slut you are. His gang will have one hell of a time using you as their cum-dumpster. Goodbye, Ms. Gordon!"

The van sped off. The huge pit returned to Barbara's stomach. How could she have been so stupid? Now the dread kicked in. She imagined the hundreds upon hundreds of men she could be asked to service by Falcone if he got the tape of her. Judging by the man's words, it was a matter of when, not if.

Barbara was surprisingly not surprised to find herself incredibly turned on by the thought. Taking hundreds of loads into all of her fuck-holes. Cum coating every conceivable surface of her body until she was drowning in it. Jizz leaking out of her pussy and ass for weeks. And the thousands of climaxes she would have while doing it.

Barbara added #1 to the list. She had become so wrapped up in the fantasy that she hadn't even realized three fingers were in her pussy, two on the other hand were in her ass, and she was rubbing her clit with her thumb. She had cum in less than a minute.

Barbara realized she didn't have any more time to waste. She pulled on her blouse and went to button it. Barbara groaned as she figured out that the men had removed all the buttons from it. She was now forced to let it hang undone on her naked chest, barely covering her breasts and not at all hiding the crusted and sticky cum on her skin. If she moved at all, her boobs could clearly be seen through the big gap between both sides of the shirt. She prayed to God that she would be able to somehow slip into her apartment unnoticed. Maybe she could find somewhere else to pick up clothes.

Barbara got in her car, took a deep breath, and tried not to think of how much shit she had gotten herself into. Her ass was sitting bare on the seat, and she for the first time became aware of how good it felt, even as leaked out of both holes onto the leather. She would have to drive without pants more often.

A siren wailed nearby, bringing Barbara out of her thoughts. She put the car into drive, baring her cum-coated tits as she shifted gears, and drove away from the warehouse. Her awakening was now complete. Barbara had been transformed into a true, willing slut.

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