Helluva Party

She mmmphed at him and turned to sit straight in the seat. He swung her back his direction and said, “That’ll never do! Someone will think you’re a captive.” She grunted back at him and he pulled out something from his damn utility belt. It was more latex and she looked at it for a moment before she realized it was another hood. He grabbed her and roughly forced it on her head. It covered her entire face tightly and only left two nose holes for her to breathe through. Once he had it zipped it pushed the ball deeper inside her mouth and made talking impossible and breathing difficult.

Batman was still not satisfied, someone might still wonder about the latex doll in his front seat, but he had that planned out. He pulled a rubber face mask out of a box in the back seat. It had been painted to look like a normal woman wearing normal makeup, had realistic glass eyes and was almost perfect. The only thing a passing motorist might see is that her lips bulged a little from the gag under the mask and hood.

“You can’t see this right now, but I’m going to strap something to your face. Hold still.” He belted the mask to her face and pulled a blond wig out of the box in the back and put it on her. Even close up she just looked like a tired girl from a night of partying. She mmmphed into her gag and shook her head. The wig held on and the mask was buckled tightly.

Katie tried her hardest to breathe properly, but her head was so tightly encased in latex and that damn mask that it was pinching her nose a bit. She screamed into her gag and pleaded to be let go, but he only started strapping her into the seat. First, he buckled the seat belt, then added an extra belt around her shoulders, and then one around her waist, pinning her arms even further. He finished it up by adding straps around her thighs, knees and calves. She could barely move now and had to concentrate on breathing to keep from passing out.

“Mmmmmemmmmo!” she screamed into the gag and she attempted to thrash around, but only succeeded in making the car move a little.

“What was that? You want to go into the trunk again?” he threatened, “You know, you won’t be able to kick it if I put you in a nice tight hogtie.”

She sat still, and shook her head calmly, she didn’t want to go back in the trunk. As he started up the car again she listened intently for other cars passing, and eventually saw the bright light that meant headlights for another car coming and began screaming as loud as she could into her gag. Batman merely turned up the stereo to deafening levels as they passed the car. The people in the oncoming car just wondered why that girl in the front seat was dancing so frantically to the loud music.

After an hour of driving, sometimes in circles to throw off her sense of direction, the car finally stopped and the Batman got out and collected his prize. She was tossed in the duffel bag again for easy transportation and other things from his car were tossed in on top of her. She felt herself being carried quiet a distance from the car uphill and wondered if this is how he stayed in shape.

“It’s easy!” she mused, “Just kidnap some girl and walk up and down hills with her in your duffel bag! 12 easy steps to bondage fitness!” she grumbled as he set her and his things down on the cold hard ground and heard several clicks.

“Sorry, hold on, I have a lot of keys…” he said to her as he fumbled for the correct one. Finally after a series of clicks there was a creak as the door opened and he picked her back up and carried her inside. More clicks came faster as he turned four deadbolt locks and carried her downstairs. At the bottom of the stairs he paused once again and there were more clicks. She counted the locks, there must be four to the outside door and six to the inner door. There was also a beep and then they were inside and it was warmer. She was set down on the floor which was softer and very cushy. After a moment he opened the duffel bag and pulled her out and set her down on a very comfortable couch. Then he turned his attention to finding all the keys to the inner locks. After she counted the six clicks he came back to her and pulled off the wig and mask and she could breathe easier. Then he removed the hood and she sucked in a deep breath and felt dizzy from the rush of oxygen. Where she was wasn’t unpleasant, more like a very soft home than a dungeon.

“Hold still Catwoman,” he whispered as he moved around behind her to access the buckle for the gag, “Promise not to scream and I’ll take this off. I assure you that this bunker is underground and nobody can hear you scream. I just hate the sound of women screaming at me, okay?”

She nodded slowly and he unbuckled the strap. He had to pull on the gag to get it out from between her teeth as it was so tight. “Ahhhhh,” she moaned flexing her jaws. He looked at her for a moment and then she looked up at him with those beautiful pleading eyes.

Why are you doing this?” she asked him, “Why me?”

“Well, first of all I want a beautiful girlfriend, and secondly cause you’d never look at me otherwise.”

“What, so you’re ugly under that mask?”

“Yeah probably, that and terribly shy, I can’t seem to talk to girls unless I’m wearing something to hide my face.”

Katie looked around at the place. Thick carpeting and comfortable furniture with an enormous television and all the luxuries of living good were around here.

“Nice place you have here mister kidnapper,” she said to him, “have company often?”

“No.” He turned to her and said, “What’s your name Ms. Catwoman.”

“Katie, what’s yours?”

He looked down at her and smiled, “I’m Batman…”

“Oh c’mon!” she yelled in exasperation and with that he was on top of her stuffing the ballgag back in her mouth. She mumphed in surprise as he tightly tied it on her and stepped back. She watched as he pulled off his pants and revealed a very athletic pair of legs and a large cock, which was starting to harden. He pulled off his cloak and the shirt of his costume to reveal a very muscular frame, but left the Batman mask on his head.

“You’re not a virgin right?” he asked her and she mummphed and nodded, “Is this pretty good size for you? I bet you’ve seen bigger…” She shook her head, he was about ten inches long fully erect and three to four inches thick around. She gazed at it in horror thinking she hadn’t ever had a guy that big, certainly not her stupid boyfriend, who is probably still talking about killing trolls with his elf bitch in some dumb game. (She would be correct) He then picked her up and carried her bodily over to a bed where he attached a second set of thick leather cuffs to her wrists and then undid the handcuffs around her waist. He pulled her wrists up over her head and attached them to a dangling cable and let her arms hang there for a moment while he undid the straps on her legs. He then added thick leather cuffs to her ankles and chained them apart so she had to kneel with her legs open on the bed.

“Katie,” he whispered to her, “but seeing as how this is our first time, I don’t really want you watching me with those pleading eyes, okay?”

“Mmmmmmph!” she moaned into her gag as he came back, thinking he had the blindfold, she was surprised to feel the latex hood slide down over her head and tighten. “MMmmmMMMMMmmm!” she screamed into her gag as she felt the damn plastic woman mask get placed on her face. Finally something else came down over that, she realized it had to be her original Catwoman mask. She screamed into her gag and felt his fingers on the crotch of her catsuit. Then he cut a hole into her catsuit and she screamed again as his warm fingers gently messaged her pussy.

“Shhhhhh,” he whispered, “I’m sorry, I don’t like hurting women, so I’ll take it as easy as I can, alright?”

“Mmmmmmph! Mmmmm Mmph!” she responded to him, wondering how this wasn’t supposed to hurt with his massive cock in her delicate pussy. He slide one finger gently in and began to message her. Then two fingers and finally three were inside her massaging her and making her wetter than ever. She felt guilty that she was actually beginning to enjoy it, his fingers were so gentle and kind. “Why did he need to kidnap a girl?” she screamed in her head, “Oh my God this feels amazing!”

After a while of playing with her she was panting into her gag and moaning gently. He slid under her and pulled on a cable to lift her up and then let her down, slowly, gently on to his massive cock. She cried out into her gag as he penetrated deeply inside her, filling her entirely. He started pumping up into her as she pulled herself up and down by her wrists. There was a clink and the cable was held immobile by something on the ceiling and she could just pull herself up and let herself fall on his cock over and over. She started getting into it and all pangs of guilt vanished after she had her first orgasm. His grunts filled her ears and she gasped desperately for breath as he continued to fuck her with his enormous cock.

He stared up at the bound and gagged girl impaled on his cock and listened to her moan into her gag. Just the sound made him even harder and he could tell that she felt his final expansion as she gasped when he grew. She’d come on him so quickly, perhaps she is the one who will stay with him. He continued to thrust inside her and she screamed into her gag a second and third time, each time more strained than the last. He grunted and thrust over and over again with her responding to his thrusts more and more. Soon she was grinding herself on his cock as hard as she could.

Suddenly he pulled on the cable and pulled her up off of him. She gasped in surprise and mmmphed into her gag as he let her back down on the bed and slid into her pussy from behind. She screamed in pleasure, her gagged moans turning him on more as he trust deeply into her. Already straining from the multiple orgasms and having difficulty breathing, she began to see stars. She felt a warm explosion inside her and the stars in her vision became more prevalent as she exploded in a final orgasm. One final gasp for breath and she felt herself falling into the darkness.

The Batman let Katie fall off his cock as she passed out. He reached forward and unbuckled the mask on her face and pulled the hood off. After he confirmed that she was indeed unconscious, he removed the ballgag and looked at her gentle features. He then undid the bonds holding her down and chained them together in front of her. After a bit of a struggle with her limp body he clipped the latex catsuit off of her and drew a bath of warm and soapy water. He placed her in it and she stirred a little, but didn’t awaken. He wondered if she was dreaming of the fucking she’d just received as he gently washed her body. He then drained the tub and picked her wet form up and laid her out on a thick towel and dried her off.

“She’ll learn to love me,” he thought, “I hope so, if she can stand how I look, perhaps I won’t have to get rid of her like the last one.” With that he placed her in a small padded box that would serve as her bed and closed the lid. One final thought ran through his head and he tossed her ballgag in with her. He smiled as he locked the lid, knowing he’d make her put it on before he let her out of the box.