Batgirl VS Phantom 32 Parts 1, 2, & 3

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Part 1 The Capture

Batgirl had been hunting Phantom 32 for some time. He had abducted and turned dozens of young women into sex slaves. All the victims had the same story. They were rendered unconscious somehow, taken to a secret lair, and plied with drugs and hypnotic suggestions. They would eventually wake up in a local park, and remember only bits and pieces of their ordeal. Pictures and videos of the released women, in all kinds of compromising sexual positions and situations, would soon flood the internet on his “Phantom 32” site.

So far the guy was a ghost. He wore a black hooded mask and costume and was unidentifiable in all the videos. His on line activity was bounced all over the world and was untraceable. Batgirl was not discouraged. All the women had disappeared from the same general area. She spent every night watching and following single women that were leaving popular bars and clubs. Sooner or later, she had to find something that would lead her to the Phantom 32 and his lair.

The only solid lead was that at least three of the victims had disappeared from this particular club. There was a side exit door, into a large well lit alley, where the people would often go out for air or a smoke. Batgirl was intently watching the alley from the shadows. There was a security camera aimed at the alley, but all footage had already been screened by the police and revealed no abductions. Still, Batgirl suspected something was going on here.

Rob, or “Phantom 32” as he liked to be called, was in the back of a van about a block from the club. The van was from a company that Rob worked for, that installed security systems. They had the contract for this club’s security, and also for that of other similar clubs around the city.

When Rob installed the camera in the alley, he also installed a fake fire alarm box on the wall below it. Inside that box was a robotically controlled dart gun, loaded with a clip of a dozen darts. The darts contained a potent cocktail of sleep inducing drugs. They would bring down a 200 pound man in less than a minute. They had a devastating effect on the girls of half that weight that Rob preyed on. So far no girl had remained awake for more than 10 seconds after being darted.

The camera was not a problem. Before he would strike, Rob would remotely switch the feed to the club’s security desk with looped footage of the empty alley, or to pictures of people standing around smoking. Now only he could see what the camera was aimed at. Then he would expertly aim his dart gun with a joy stick, and render his victim unconscious. Once she was down, he drove up to the alley, collected his prize, put her in the back of the van, and pulled away. Then he would remotely switch the security feed back to normal.

Rob had been watching the alley for hours with no results, but he was about to get lucky. A petite blonde, wearing a mini skirt, dark pantyhose, and high heels, was going out for a smoke. Most important, nobody else was in the alley. Rob quickly controlled the dart gun, aimed for her left thigh, and fired.

Jenny had been at the club for the entire evening, and had not met any suitable guy. She had several drinks and was feeling lightheaded. It was time to go outside and get some air, and have a smoke. As she stepped outside into the alley, the night air had a reviving effect on her. But as she opened her purse to get her cigarettes, she suddenly felt a sting in her left upper leg.

Jenny looked down and saw a projectile dart sticking in her thigh. She quickly pulled it out and tossed it on the ground and looked around to see where it came from. All she could see was the cement wall of the building and a red fire alarm box. But something was wrong. Jenny’s vision was blurring, and she could no longer stand.

Jenny was on her side on the ground now, and felt like she was floating on air. She couldn’t move now, but didn’t care at all. She felt wonderful and relaxed until she suddenly passed out.

Batgirl had seen Jenny leave the club through the alley door and suddenly fall down. She did not see the dart, and just assumed that the girl drank a drugged drink in the club. In seconds Batgirl was kneeling over the unconscious girl, trying, to no avail, to awaken her.

Rob was still watching through the camera and could not believe what he was seeing! Was that Batgirl? He quickly aimed a dart at her upper thigh and fired. He always had a thing for Batgirl, especially in her costume with those boots and purple tights! Now he would have her as well!

Batgirl felt the sting of the dart and recognized that it was a tranquilizer at once. She knew not to pull it out. It only injected more that way! She fought the drug’s effects as she was trained to do. It wasn’t working too well though. This dart was way more potent than any she had experienced so far. It was also hard to resist the delightful euphoria she was feeling.

Rob knew that Batgirl would not go down easy. He fired another dart and hit her in the butt. Within seconds, the already doubled over Batgirl fell to the ground. She was still awake, but could no longer move. Rob waited for the drugs to take hold and watched carefully with the gun still aimed at his target.

Batgirl didn’t feel the second dart hit, but was suddenly on the ground and had a delightful floating sensation. Everything around her was spinning in slow motion. Her training to strain all her muscles to fight off the drug was useless. All her muscles were relaxed and had turned into jelly. Her head and eyes were about all she could move. Still she struggled to stay awake.

Rob grew impatient and was worried someone would come along. He fired a third dart, and hit her in the leg. Five seconds later he watched Batgirl’s eyes close and her head fall limp to the side. It was time to pull around and collect his ladies now. He left the van running, with the door open, and carried Jenny inside first. Jenny was delightfully limp, but when he got around to Batgirl, this was something different for him.

Rob pulled out all 3 darts from Batgirl, allowing each to inject its maximum dose as they were removed. He placed those, and the one Jenny had dropped, in his pocket. Then he picked Batgirl up in a cradle carry position.

Batgirl was so limp that he had to check her breathing to make sure she was still Ok! He had never given any woman 2 darts, let alone 3. As he carried her, he was aroused seeing her shiny brown hair hanging loose from the bottom of her cowl mask. Her legs in the purple tights looked great, and were hanging as limp as if she were a doll. He had carried off dozens of limp girls, but never one as limp as Batgirl was now.

Rob carefully placed his prisoner in the back of the van and closed the door. Just before he pulled away, he switched the camera feed back so the security desk could see the actual alley again. Then he began the long drive back to his secluded estate. He didn’t have to worry about his captives for now. The blonde would be out for at least 5 hours, and Batgirl? She would probably be unconscious all night and most of the next day!

Rob was smiling like never before in his life. He would enjoy the blonde for the usual few days and leave her unconscious in a public place. But Batgirl would not be so lucky. She would be his new slave for a long, long time to come!

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Part 2 “Welcome To My Lair Ladies!”

For the entire 2 hour drive to his country estate, Rob was in deep thought. He would need a plan to control Batgirl when she wasn’t drugged. All his other girls had only been kept short term, and could be drugged and hypnotically controlled until he let them go.

Batgirl would be there much longer, and would most likely not be as vulnerable a hypnotic’s subject, even with the potent drugs he had. Had he captured Wonder Woman, he could take her belt, boots, and bracelets away, and use her own lasso against her. Batgirl had only her boots and utility belt. Even without those, she would be a dangerous captive. He would think of something though. He always did!

Rob was a trust fund kid in his late 20’s. He was tall, dark, and handsome and had a sculpted body. His hair was dirty blonde and one of his major assets was his penetrating blue eyes. They would mesmerize his captives, even through his Phantom mask.

Rob’s wealthy parents were killed when Rob was a teen. Their private jet went down over the Pacific. He now had the estate and many millions all to himself. He had let the staff go a few years ago, so he could have his privacy. Then he spent months building his lair to hold the women captives in.

He made the room by combining 2 smaller rooms. The huge estate had 33 rooms to start with. He now called this “Room 32.” It had a bed, a sofa, several stuffed chairs, and thick wall to wall carpet. At one end there was a computer desk, with a large one way mirror on the wall behind it. Also there were 2 operating tables with restraints. The restraints were heavily reinforced. There was a large cabinet filled with drugs, sex toys, women’s clothing and shoes, and special vibrators of his design. These vibrators could be activated and adjusted by wireless remote control.

Electronics and security was his major thing though. The only door in and out of the room had an electronic lock. There were hidden cameras in the room, and everywhere else on the property. All visible cameras were decoys with blinking red lights. Anyone trying to block, disable, or stay out of sight of those would still be seen by the actual hidden cameras.

Even if a girl was able to stay awake, get out of the restraints, and get past the electronic door lock, escape was impossible. All doors and hallways only led to traps. He could watch the escape attempt on video and activate jets of sleeping gas, dart guns, and bring down special entrapment walls with mere clicks of a mouse. On the other side of the one way mirror, there was a special control room. From there he could watch the girls and talk to them through an intercom system.

More important, he could control their vibrators and hear their screams through the speakers from there. That was his ultimate goal. All women Rob had been with, in a normal dating sense, wanted his looks, his money, and most of all a relationship. The women he preferred were strong, independent, and usually bitchy control freaks. Now he had his own special ways to control them, for a change, and took great delight in doing it. Batgirl would now be the ultimate challenge for him to control!

Rob opened the driveway gates from the remote in his van. Then he closed them behind him and drove up the long winding driveway into a concealed garage. Once inside he turned on the lights and closed the outside door. Finally he opened the side door of the van and looked over his captives. They were both deeply under and would remain that way for some time. Especially Batgirl, after she had been darted 3 times.

Rob brought Jenny into the lair first, along with her purse. He had already tossed both girl’s cell phones and electronic devices away when he was still just outside the city. He placed Jenny on an operating table, on her back, and went for Batgirl. Batgirl was still amazingly limp for the slow carry into the lair. The silky feel of her purple tights was getting him aroused. He carefully placed her on the other operating table and locked all doors.

He didn’t bother to restrain either of them yet. There was no need to. He would just explore and enjoy their lovely limp bodies for now. As he started to lift up Jenny’s pantyhose legs, and remove her high heels he said out loud,

Welcome to “Room 32” ladies!”



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Part 3 “Costume Party”

Rob admired his sleeping companions that were lying helpless on his tables. He decided that he would strip Batgirl of all identifiable costume parts before Jenny woke up. It would be best for all if Jenny just thought that Batgirl was just another unconscious captured woman in his collection, at least for the time being. Rob had already removed Batgirl’s utility belt, and had left it in his van.

Rob started the undressing process by unzipping Batgirl’s shiny black leather boots. The zippers went way down, making removal easy. Batgirl’s purple pantyhose legs and feet looked and felt awesome! He played there and enjoyed himself before continuing. Since it was summer, Batgirl was only wearing spandex from the waist up. Below her waist was a tight black leather miniskirt, and or course her signature purple tights and black high heeled boots.

Rob lifted Batgirl’s limp body up off the table and held her in a sitting position. He grabbed the zipper behind her neck and began removing her famous purple spandex top. The zipper seemed to go down forever, until in finally stopped at her hips. Now he could easily slide the top off of her shoulders and remove her arms. Once her arms were free, he slid the top down over her hips and removed it completely. It slid nicely over her pantyhose.

Rob was not surprised that Batgirl was not wearing a bra under the spandex. Her voluptuous breasts stood out firm and her nipples were small and inviting. He slowly started removing her purple pantyhose. He hated to do it, but those would be a dead giveaway as to who she was. They slipped off easily, revealing long shapely legs and very attractive narrow feet with slender ankles.

Batgirl was now in just a tiny pair of black and very sheer panties and her cowl mask. He would leave the panties on her for now. He slowly removed her cowl as if he were un-wrapping a prized package. Her long brown hair was so shiny that it distracted him as he slipped the cowl off and tossed it aside. Her now revealed face was beautiful beyond his imagination! Then he suddenly jolted from an idea that came over him! He knew how he could make Batgirl totally helpless and under his control, even if she was awake and not bound or drugged!

Rob would place Batgirl back in her costume, all but her cowl mask, and as she woke up, he would snap several high resolution photos as soon as she opened her eyes. Then she would helplessly watch him upload the photos to a computer and start entering things.

Restrained and helpless, Batgirl would be told that unless he entered a secret code every 20 minutes without fail, her photos revealing her identity would be all over the internet. She would have no choice but to do as she was told, and any attempt to harm him or fight him would result in the photos going viral. One late or missed code entry and all would be lost forever.

But Rob had still another idea! He would strip Jenny now, and put her in the Batgirl costume. Then he would take pictures of her without the mask too. He could later use these as a threat to Batgirl, since she would not know that those photos were not actually of her. Yes, those decoys may just come in handy later on!

Since Jenny would awaken many hours ahead of Batgirl, He would do her photo’s first. That way Batgirl would never know Jenny was ever in her costume. He would drug Jenny so heavily, that she would not remember ever being in the costume either. Yes this had the makings of a great master plan.

Rob left Batgirl in just her tiny panties and hooked up her wrist and ankle restraints. Then he turned his attention to Jenny. He lifted her legs one at a time and slipped off her high heeled shoes. He loved seeing her bright pink toenails through her dark and sheer pantyhose. After stroking her nylon encased legs and feet for a few minutes, he lowered her legs and turned his attention to her wrap around miniskirt.

After undoing a couple of straps, the skirt unwrapped and slipped off easily. He tossed it on the floor with her shoes, and began unbuttoning her white blouse. Once it was fully unbuttoned, he slipped it off over her shoulders and tossed it with her other clothing. Since he had placed her in a sitting position to remove the blouse, it was now convenient for him to remove her white lace bra.

As he pinched the strap behind her back, the bra flew open, revealing her large breasts. After tossing the bra aside, he lowered her back onto the table and removed her silky hose. She was now down to just a pair of white frilly panties that matched her bra. At this point, Rob made another decision. Before he put the Batgirl costume on her, he would put Batgirl’s panties on her as well. That way the costume would be 100% authentic!

First he slid Jenny’s tiny white panties down and off. After he tossed those on the floor, he undid Batgirl’s ankle restraints and slowly removed her panties as well. Then he re-attached her ankle restraints. Batgirl’s panties fit Jenny perfectly, and now it was time to add the rest of the costume.

The purple pantyhose fit Jenny fine, but the spandex top was stretched to shape for Batgirl, and was a little long in the torso and small in the breasts. No matter! That’s why they called in spandex. He slipped it on Jenny, and all looked fine, once he zipped it up. The mini skirt went on easily, but Batgirl’s boots were a size or two too large for Jenny. Not a problem though once they were put on and zipped up. After all she would never stand up or walk in them.

All was ready. He had only to prepare the camera, have a syringe with a strong sedative in it standing by, and wait for Jenny to awaken.

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Part 4 “A Rude Awakening”

While Rob waited for Jenny to show signs of waking, he turned his attention to his other prized captive. Batgirl was totally nude now, and her wrists and ankles were restrained. Her body looked breathtaking everywhere. He undid her wrist restraints and lifted and dropped her limp arms. They fell like stones. The 3 extra strength darts had really done their work. Batgirl would remain completely unconscious for some time to come yet. Just to be safe though, he reattached her wrist restraints.

Jenny was finally showing signs of waking up now. Rob quickly injected her in the neck with the powerful sedative. It would take a few minutes for the injection to knock her out completely, so he prepared the camera now. Her eyes would only be open for the photos for a short time.

Jenny awoke smacking her very dry lips. She opened her eyes, but could only tell that there was light in the room. Nothing else would come into focus. She tried to move, but her limbs all felt disconnected. The sedative that had kept her asleep had worn off, but the potent muscle relaxers were still very much in effect.

Jenny was beginning to see shapes and images now, but nothing seemed real. It was like she was in a dream. She was on her back on a table and could not move. She could make out the figure of a man, but he was dressed in black and hooded. Her clothes didn’t feel right either. She was in some kind of costume and was wearing boots and tights. She had to be dreaming.

Rob undid Jenny’s wrist restraints and lifted her into a sitting position. Next he placed the Batgirl cowl in her hands in front of her chest. Then he stepped back and began taking pictures. He knew that time was short. Even though Jenny’s eyes were open wide, they were showing signs of glazing and fluttering. The injected sedative was working its magic quickly.

Rob got seven great images saved before Jenny began to falter. She dropped the cowl mask and fell on her back onto the table. Her head was rolling from side to side and she was moaning softly and blinking her eyes to try to stay awake. It was no use though. In less than a minute Jenny’s eyes gently closed and her head slumped limp to one side. She would be out for at least 5 hours now.

Rob put down the camera and began removing the Batgirl costume from Jenny. Once Jenny was naked, he placed her own tiny white panties back on her. He didn’t bother with restraints. She was now sleeping peacefully and not any threat. Then he began the loving task of redressing Batgirl. The panties went on easily. The pantyhose were a tough battle though. Finally he got to the boots and spandex and zipped everything up.

She was an awesome sight, unconscious on her back on the table, in her costume, but without her cowl mask. Her hair was sprawled. She looked ever so sultry that way! Rob began taking pictures of his prize from every angle. Jenny lying unconscious, in just her panties, made for a nice background in some of the shots.

Rob prepared a sedative needle for Batgirl for her photo shoot. Just to be sure, he used more than double the dose he used on Jenny. After all, she would be sitting up without her arms restrained for several minutes. Rob knew all too well how dangerous a captive she would be.

Several hours passed before Batgirl stirred. Rob had uploaded the photos of Jenny in the costume and saved them for possible later use. He had also prepared the computer for his Batgirl control trap. The website would show her photo in her costume without her mask and would have a countdown clock threatening to send the photo viral every 20 minutes if a code was not entered by him. As soon as Batgirl opened her eyes and tried to sit up, he gave her the injection in her shoulder.

Once Batgirl had been injected with the sedative, Rob undid her wrist restraints so she could sit up. As soon as she was able to push herself up into a sitting position, Rob started snapping picture after picture.

Batgirl had awakened into a nightmare. Her cowl mask was off and she was still in the rest of her costume. As soon as her eyes came into focus, she was aware of flash pictures being taken. She tried to cover her face with her hands, but her arms were still limp and sluggish. Over a dozen photos had already been taken before she could hide her face. In disgust, she lowered her arms and looked over her adversary. Her speech was slurred as she said,

“So I assume that you are the infamous Phantom 32.”

“Yes I am.” He replied in a very cocky and confident manner.

Batgirl tried to get up, but soon realized her ankles were restrained. Then she played him. “You can’t be so tough if you have to bind me!” she said.

Rob laughed and said; “OK, have it your way,” as he unshackled her ankles. That was just what Batgirl had hoped he would do. Now she was free to launch an offensive at any time. She carefully sized him and the room up first though. That would be her first mistake. She didn’t know that she had already been injected with a double dose of a powerful sedative and had only a few minutes to remain conscious. She had wasted some of the little time that she had observing things.

Batgirl watched in horror as Rob posted her revealing photos on the computer. Then he told her that if he didn’t enter a code every 20 minutes, the photos would go global. She could already see the time display showing a menacing countdown to her doom! But something else was wrong now. She suddenly felt oh so sleepy. Then the Phantom spoke again,

“I gave you a nice strong sedative. You’ll be taking a nap for a few hours very soon. I promise to keep your identity secret while you are asleep. Once you awaken though, you will have to do as I say at all times, or I will let the clock run out.”

Batgirl wasn’t just sleepy now. She was frightened for the first time in her life. She was totally under his power, and there was no escape. She suddenly could no longer sit up. She fell on her back onto the table and the room started spinning around. She made no attempt to fight the drug this time. She knew that she would be much safer for now if she was unconscious. She simply closed her eyes and drifted off into peaceful sleep.

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