Fulfilment and deprivation

Batgirl had no fight left in her as Matt reopened the lube bottle to prepare her for his cock. The enema had stressed her out completely, it had been 15 minutes of constant pain and cramps.

There wasn’t as much as a twitch as his slick finger slowly circled her rosebud. While it had closed up after the hose had been removed, it definitely was a bit looser than it was before. With

her rim prepared, his focus shifted inward. Slowly his relubed index finger wormed its way into her anal cavity, bringing just a tiny amount of additional stretching.

Matt moved his finger methodically, bit by bit opening her up further until his middle finger could join in. Repeating the process until he finally had 3 fingers comfortably moving around in her hole. His captives only live signs were huffing breaths and short squeals. At this point he was certain that she was ready to finally receive his cock. It would probably still hurt, but the preparations should ease the pain, especially in the aftermath.

With his dick lubed and rock hard from anticipation, Matt stood behind her and placed his cockhead at her back entrance. He gripped her hips for further control and started inching forward bit by bit. While the prior widening of her sphincter had definitely worked, she was still incredibly tight. He had to use a moderate amount of **** to push his head into her, resulting in a short, gagged scream of pain from his captive. She was smart enough not to clench, probably knowing that it would a useless and painful show of defiance. But Matt was still a bit surprised that she wouldn’t fight him if only out of spite.

He started making slow and shallow thrusts, sinking the next few inches after his head into her with consecutive longer strokes. She felt amazing. As an apparent anal virgin, she was tight as a vice. This made Matt ecstatic, he just stole Batgirl’s anal virginity. No man had been here before and no one would ever be. He would reshape her insides to fit his dick like a glove and if his training worked as intended, she would soon beg him to get her ass fucked like this.

Increasing the **** behind his thrusts, he sunk more and more of his meat into her. Her wailing increased with every bit of cock that entered her, but Matt didn’t relent. Finally, after minutes of ever-increasing depth, he bottomed out… literally. He was now balls-deep into her ass and halted for a minute to allow her body the time it needed to adjust.

Then he started moving again. Pulling out until only the very tip of his dick was left within her, he prepared her for the next stage. Without another warning he went completely in again with his entire length. This motion was repeated with increasing speed and **** until he was fucking her ass with abandon. His balls were swinging from the movement and started slapping onto her cunt from below. What he felt there intrigued him. Never stopping his **** on her tight bum, he sneaked his right hand from her hip and cupped her untouched cunt. It was sopping wet.

Smirking at this revelation, Matt started playing with her pussy as he pounded her behind. A few rubs to the clit and a bit of fingering had Batgirl moaning through her gagged lips like a cheap whore. She was nearing orgasm just like he was. Before she could reach the hight of pleasure however, he pulled his hand back and returned it to her hip. She tried protesting but it just sounded like gibberish, just as everything else she uttered through her gag.

Being close to cumming, Matt intensified her thrusts one last time. If this table wasn’t a solid stone slab, it would have surely broken from the **** he put behind his final push into his ****’s rectum. He came with a loud and satisfied scream. A large amount of semen erupted deep in Batgirl’s bowels as Matt – tired from his efforts – leaned down to rest on her back like she was part of the furniture. Batgirl lay sandwiched between his heavy muscle-bound form and the hard surface of the stone table. She was completely on edge, he left her hanging before her orgasm while he came deep within her.

He stayed on top of her for some time, whispering insults and taunts into her ear: “You really enjoyed being sodomized, didn’t you? Good for you, then you might actually have a chance to get off because I’m not touching your pussy anytime soon” … “My little anal whore” … ”When I’m done with your ass, you will forget you even had a pussy”

With that to chew on, he left her in the cell. His cum was left within her, slowly dribbling out of her now gaping asshole. It ran down her leg, where it pooled in a humiliatingly large puddle. Barbara Gordon was to tired to try and do anything about it. Her ass hurt and her pussy was just starting to cool down from being figuratively blueballed. But what hurt most was her shattered pride. She had actually enjoyed it…

Finished with Batgirl for now, he went over to Gwen’s cell and continued her training. Since she still hadn’t figured out anything she was supposed to do, she got punished by having his unwashed dick thrust between her bright pink lips. While he had cleaned out Batgirl before using her, Gwen could still smell the unmistakable odour on his dick.

While retching, she promised herself to do better the next time he came to visit…