Tails

The coin falls into Two-Face’s right palm, then he puts his palm over the back of his left hand. Slowly he moves his right hand away and reveals that the coin had landed on tails. “Remove the suit” he orders.

The two thugs are very happy to follow this particular order, so they quickly step into the light, knives in hand. “I said stop!” Batgirl yells again, quickly using the blades on her gloves to cut the rope tying her down. The thugs are shocked and take a step back as she begins to stand up, but as she goes to uppercut Two-Face he clicks a button, the collar shocking her and immobilizing her instantly. “It’s at the highest setting Batgirl” Two-Face tells her as she be falls to the floor, “this thing can put an elephant down. It was supposed to be for Batman, meaning you don’t even have a chance!”

Her entire body is numb and her vision is blurry. She tries to move her muscles but she is temporarily unable to. The two thugs quickly get to work on removing her suit. Unlike Batman or Robin who’s suits are mostly high tech armor, her suit is very low tech. Batgirl put it all together herself. The suit consists of a purple form fitting leather jacket with a stitched on yellow bat-logo, a utility belt gifted to her by Robin that has already been removed, purple leather pants, yellow boots and matching gloves.

One of the thugs unzips her leather jacket then pulls it open, revealing her black sports bra covered breasts and midriff. The other thug quickly pulls off her boots, then with his knife he starts cutting her pants up the hem. Batgirl tries with all of her might to move anything but is powerless to do so. “When Two-Face is done with you, then it’s my turn, Bats” the thug removing her jacket whispers into her ear. She is unaware of what they are doing to her from there. Her entire body is numb and she is still unable to do anything as her uniform is removed piece by piece, a good deal of it cut off of her.

“Go ahead and lose the rest of the clothes too” Two-Face says, “I want to humiliate her to pay back all the times the Bat has humiliated me!” he adds, pocketing his coin. “Yes sir!” one of the thugs says gleefully. Her senses are starting to return, and with it she can feel the cold of the concrete floor as well as the broadside of the knives on her skin as the cut away the rest of her clothes.

“Do I remove the mask too, boss?” one of the thugs asks, looking up at him. “No, the coin landed on tails you idiot” he growls, “if you’re done tie her back to the chair, she’s not getting out now.”

Indeed they are done. The young hero is now wearing nothing but her mask, with everything else removed. Her nipples stand at attention now completely exposed as she lays on the cold concrete floor. Everything is on display for all in the room to see, and for the camera to capture, even her trimmed privates. One of the thugs grabs her by her armpits and lifts her up while the other grabs her legs, both setting her down on the chair.

Her arms are tied behind her in the chair while her ankles are tied to the legs of the chair, making sure that she is completely on display.