Making an Entrance

Barbara decided to go with the old fashion way, she fired her grappling hook, she jumped down and swang. She crashed through the door, earning a number of screams. She looked around, only seeing a dozen of scared gorgeous models. She rolled her eyes, she was hopping for a challenge. She marched up to the buxom blonde at the front desk, she cracked her knuckles.

"Lets make this quickly, I got other things to do." Said Batgirl, grinning at the blonde.

She gulped and nodded.

" Good, so just tell me where the Dominator is?" Said Batgirl, smiling.

" H..h.he on the fifth floor, main office, a pair of giant gold doors." Said the Blonde, Batgirl thanked her.

Barbara race to the stairwell and charged forward.

The blonde girl's disposition switched from terrified, to an evil smirk. She pressed a button on the intercom.

" Master, she's on her way." Said The Blonde.

" Thanks, Candy. Be a good girl and go prepare room seven, please. Also bring Kasumi and Maria with you, I want you three to help with Batgirl's training." Said a charming male voice.

" With pleasure, Master." Said Candy, as she got up.

Batgirl raced up the stairs, she kicked the door to the fifth floor. She was expecting goons or **** traps, but found nothing. She sighed, this was going to be to easy. She found the giant pair of golden doors, she smirked as she toss them open.

The office was opulent, gold, marble and red velvet. She rolled her eyes, this guy was just some rich loser. He wasn't a threat at all, she marched to the giant desk in the middle of the room, the chair facing the other way.

" OK, Mr. Dominator. Your criminal empire is over, give up and I will only slightly hurt you." Said Batgirl, folding her arms.

She heard a laughter coming from the chair, then it turned around.

Batgirl blushed, she wasn’t expecting what she saw. She was expecting an old man or some outlandish costume freak. Not a handsome blonde hair, blue eye, million dollar smile, a masterpiece that was looking at her.

She was getting aroused just looking at him, she shook her head. No, he was criminal and was going to jail. An image of her and him in bed, half naked flashed in her mind. She yelled at herself for doing that.

" Well Batgirl, I must say you're just as gorgeous as they said." Said The Dominator, as he looked her over. Her skin thight suit left little to imagination, this made her growl. Batgirl was about to punch him, when a flash came from his watch. It blinded her, as she stumbled back a few steps.

The Dominator got up from his chair and walked next to Batgirl. She grabbed his suit and pulled back her fist.

" Stopped and let my go." Said The Dominator, to Batgirl surprised she did just that. She let him go and straighten up.

" What the Hell !" Shouted Batgirl, she tried moving but she couldn't.

" You must be wondering why you can't move. That's simple, the flash from my watch, planted commands in your subconscious. Now your body will do anything I say." Said The Dominator, with a grin.

Batgirl was foaming, she wanted to beat this guy into a bloody mess on the floor.

" Now pleasure give me your belt and any hidden toys on your person. I don't want them getting in the way." Said The Dominator, smirking.

Batgirl cursed him, as she did just that. He put them in a safe and turned back to him.

" Why you're body is a model of beauty, your behavior so unladylike, but don't worry gorgeous. After a few lessons, you will be a model lady." Said The Dominator, smiling.