Promus ex Machina!

Minerva ran her fingers through Barbara’s hair. Barbara was gazing into her new mistress’s eyes, completely enraptured by her beauty, her grace, her raw sexuality.

“Zis is going to be so fun, Batgirl” said Minerva. “Having a sexy little sing like you on my crew vill open a lot of doors, dahling. I’m sure lots of powerful men and vomen vould love to get to know you.”

“I can’t wait, Minerva,” sighed Barbara. “I want to be bad for you! I’ll do anything you want.”

“Of course, of course you vill. But tell me, now zat I know you’re really Barbara Gordon, how do you feel about vhat happened to your fahzer?”

“My… father?” Barbara said. She was unsure. How did she feel? She used to be… angry, that her father’s brain was fried in Minerva’s machine. But now? It hardly seemed to matter.

“It doesn’t matter, Minerva. All that matters to me is you. I… love you!”

Minerva smiled. “Of course you do, dahling.” She leaned forward and gave Barbara a tender kiss, before addressing her group of minions.

“Today, Minerva has just become ze ultimate supervillainess in Gotham City, and ze world! Batgirl, Batman, and Robin now serve me. Ve vill be unstoppable! And vith Batman’s enhancements to my machine, zere is no vone I can’t control!”

Minerva spread her arms wide with a dramatic flair, as her devoted followers burst into applause.

“So now, ve vill celebrate victory, but be prepared, for tomorrow ve begin to plan total world domination!”

The applause continued. The Terrific Trio were bursting with pride that they would be able to help Minerva with her new plans. It was like a dream come true, to be in service to such a glorious mistress like Minerva.

“Now, Aphrodite, take ze boys and head back to ze spa. As for you three,” Minerva said to the trio of former crimefighters, “Ve are going to have some fun tonight.”

A few minutes later, Minerva led Batgirl, Batman, and Robin into Bruce Wayne’s master bedroom.

“Let’s give zese boys a little show, dahling,’ she said to Barbara. The pair began making out in front of Batman and Robin, while they stripped out of their clothes into their underwear. Minerva pulled Barbara down to her tits; Barbara peppered Minerva’s large breasts with kisses while Minvera looked at the men.

“Vomen are superior to men, aren’t zey boys?”

“Yes, Minerva. Women are superior,” agreed Batman and Robin.

“Oooh, zat feels nice, dahling,” she said to Barbara as the younger woman squeezed her ass. “Take off zose costumes, boys.”

The men obeyed, revealing their throbbing cocks. Watching Minvera and Barbara ravish each other was the sexiest thing either man had ever seen.

“Now, tonight, you vill service us.” Minerva led Barbara to the bed, laying down and stripping off her panties.

Bruce and Dick knew what to do. Minerva and Barbara lay next to each other, kissing and fondling, while the men began to perform their duty. Bruce buried his face in Minerva’s wet cunt, while Dick began worshiping the hot snatch of Barbara Gordon.

“Ohhh yes, dahling! You’re so good, you love zis pussy so much!” moaned Minerva.

“Fuck, Dick, right there… OHHHH!” screamed Barbara, in complete ecstasy.

The men continued to pleasure the women. Dick masterfully worked his tongue on Barbara, the need to please her consuming his mind.

“Oh yeah, oh fuck, oh FUCK! YESSS!” Barbara’s orgasm rocked her as she squeezed her sexy thighs around Dick's head.

Suddenly, a small object landed with a quiet thud on the bed, in between Minerva and Barbara. Minerva opened her eyes when she heard the sound.

"Vhat is -" she began to say, when thick yellow gas started shooting out of the object.

“Gas… grenade!” muttered Bruce, already feeling the power of the heavy sedative..

The four lovers instantly succumbed to the gas, passing out into deep sleep.

***

The next thing Barbara knew, she was back in the seat under Minerva's machine. In front of her was -

"Alfred! What happened?"

"Miss Gordon, you, along with Batman, Robin, and several others, have been a victim of Miss Minerva's brainwashing device," said Alfred. "I was able to use the machine to reverse its effects."

Batgirl was confused. "I don't remember anything…" Her memories were a hazy blur; Brief flashes of Robin, Minerva…

"Yes, well, the device may have an adverse effect on your short term memory, since I had to de-brainwash you. Minerva had you under her complete control," said Alfred.

Batgirl looked around - Minerva, Batman and Robin were asleep in chairs, and wearing robes. Batgirl noticed that she was wearing a robe too, with nothing underneath.

"Oh Alfred… were we… I mean, did we…"

Alfred blushed slightly, and cleared his throat. "I had been monitoring the situation closely, and an opportunity to take a cannister of Bat-sleep from Batman's discarded utility belt presented itself while the four of you were… distracted, I shall say."

"Well thank God you did, otherwise we'd all be working for Minerva. How did you know she was controlling us?"

"Master Bruce was behaving extremely unusually, to say the least. Minerva had him under control too. Once I suspected something, I simply stayed out of sight and observed, allowing me to discover her plot."

Batgirl suddenly remembered her father. "Alfred, my father - he had his mind scrambled by Minerva's machine! I need Batman to help me get him back to normal!"

Alfred nodded. "I suggest you go and retrieve the Commissioner while I get to work deprogramming Batman and Robin. I overheard that Batman fixed the machine so it could reverse any damage done previously, so it should be able to remedy your father. Don't worry, Miss Gordon, I'll remove any knowledge of your secret identity, from all parties."

"Thank you Alfred. You may have just saved the entire world from ending up under Minerva's thumb," said Batgirl.

"All in a day's work, Madame," said Alfred with a smile.