Performance in the Court

Now both firmly restrained and ‘dolled up,’ Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum marched the two naked heroines back into the Red Queen’s court. Hatter stood beside her throne, and was busy dumping what remained of Batgirl and Catwoman’s clothing and equipment into a burning barrel. It took all of Barbara’s will power to not charge at Hatter in that instant, something which Selina seemingly lacked as she attempted to barrel straight for the kill. In her bloodlust however, she forgot about the collar and leash that Tweedle Dee held, so when she was a breath away from Hatter she was firmly yanked back, falling hard on her still somewhat sore buttocks.

“Yeoooowwww! You Son of a -“ “Now now Cheshire Cat, you know what the Red Queen thinks of such vulgar language.” Tutted Hatter in a condescending tone. “Now go back over to your queen.” Selina grimaced as she swallowed her rage, remembering the brutal spanking the queen had delivered earlier. Without a word she walked over to the Queen, who made her kneel down ass up in the air, pinning her down with a firm foot on her ass cheek. The Queen then turned her attention to Barbara. “Now, entertain us my court jester!”

In my state, thought Batgirl, I can’t tell jokes and I can barely do charades, what do they expect me to do? Realising that she had to do something, Barbara began dancing an awkward jig on the spot, hopping around on her feet as her breasts bounced vivaciously, causing considerable discomfort. As she danced, the bells on her jester hat intensely jingled, and Barbara soon found herself dancing in tune with their beat. The Red Queen - or rather Tetch - was enamoured with the performance, as both began clapping and laughing in unison.

Seeing that creep happy made Barbara’s blood boil, it was time to end this perverted carnival. Barbara began to move and twist around the room as she continued dancing, disguising the fact that she was actually scouting around the room for the best attack method. With her state of undress and her restrained hands, Barbara couldn’t afford an extended confrontation with Tetch, she’d need to end it swiftly. One well placed kick in his top hat would do the trick and to do that, she’d need a good place to launch off of.

However, whilst Barbara was certainly athletic, she was no flying Grayson. She wouldn’t be able to just bounce off the wall, she needed something easier to jump from, like a box or a table. Unfortunately, the room was fairly lacking in furniture of any kind, with the only two chairs being occupied by Hatter and the Queen.

As Barbara began to despair, something caught her eye....