Batgirl escapes

Batgirl closed her eyes. "This is not going well," she thought.

Bane looked at the sexy heroine in tight-fitting costume in suggestive manner.

"Please, don't," Barbara pleaded.

Ivy sauntered behind her, started massaging her shoulders, and kissing her neck with her soft and voluptuous lips. Barbara moaned as she could feel Ivy's hands, touching her firm breasts through the fabric of her suit, and smell her intoxicating fragrance.

"You like this, sweetie. Don't you?" Ivy whispered to Barbara's ear, and started nibbling her neck. Ivy opened a top of Barbara's suit exposing her shapely breasts for Ivy's hands. Barbara breathed heavily, inhaling Ivy's pheromones. Barbara was getting sweaty and aroused because of Ivy.

"Yes!" Barbara gasped.

"Maybe we should get rid of these Halloween tights of yours," Ivy laughed and licked Barbara's cheek.

"Yes!" Barbara exclaimed, and wiggled out of her suit. Barbara ran to a door of the warehouse, wearing nothing but her black panties on her fit body, and turned her head around. "I'm sorry, you're not my type."

"Bane, get her!" Poison Ivy yelled.

Bane and his henchmen started running towards Barbara, but she was quick, and stole away to the piers. Barbara manage to lose them in about five minutes. She was feeling a bit cold though. There was a bar close by, and she walked there in about ten minutes. Bartender was about to close, when she walked in.

"Damn!" a young attractive man said at the door. He was wearing a stylish suit, looked well groomed and able bodied. The name of the bar was Tainted Memories.

"I need help," Barbara gasped.

"I see," he laughed and looked her nubile body.

Barbara blushed a bit. "Look, I don't normally go out like this," she crossed her arms to hide her breasts.

"Come on in," he smiled.

They walked to the bar table. The place was strangely decorated with freakish statues, and tables were made of dark wood. Barbara sat down opposite of the handsome bartender, and said: "Look, there are peoples after me and I need help."

"Is this about Bane and Ivy?" he smirked.

"Perhaps," Barbara laughed.

"You shouldn't have gone alone," he smiled.

"Who are you?" Barbara asked.

"Later," he laughed.

"You're kind of cute," Barbara giggled.

"Thank you," he smiled. "I think we need to get you some clothes, and we both need a drink. We're in a hurry, because they are here soon," he rose from his seat.

"Thank God!" Barbara said, and hugged him. His strong body felt good against her softer tissue, and he smelled great too.