Pop Quiz

The doors behind Batgirl close and freeze solid. She gets to her feet and finds herself in a pitch dark room. Suddenly, a spotlight shines down from the ceiling directly onto her and a voice rings out from the intercom, "Welcome our first and probably only contestant, Batgirl!" Fake applause ring out as a TV screen switches on showing The Riddler looking like a caricature of a game show host. "I'm your Host Ed Nygma and this is 'Whose Cock Is It Anyway?'!

The lights turn on in the room and reveal a stage with three six foot tall opaque glass boxes atop it. There is a semi-erect cock sticking out of a small hole in each of the boxes. "Our contestant will have to figure out who each cock belongs to by asking yes or no questions, but for every question, she has to pleasure the cock with one of her many assets, without using the same method twice in a row. If she causes a cock to ejaculate, she can either take a punishment from the wheel of castigation or allow the owner of said cock to kick the bucket. Once all three unwilling volunteers have either been successfully guessed or have expired our contestant will be free to move on to the next room. Now let's get this show started!"

Batgirl knows The Riddler is perfectly willing to kill the hostages if he doesn't get his way so she decides to play along. She walks over to the first box, gets on her knees, and takes the cock into her gloved hand. The cock stiffens in her grasp as she strokes the shaft gently. "Does this person fight crime?" She asks aloud.

"Yes." The Riddler watches with inquisitive glee.

Batgirl looks up at the glass box, "I'm really sorry about this." She then takes the cock into her mouth begins sucking it, coating it in her saliva as she glides her lips back and forth over the shaft. After a few moments she takes the cock out of her mouth, a string of saliva stretches between her tongue and the head of the cock before breaking. "Does this person wear the symbol of an animal on his chest?"

"No." The Riddler smirks deviously.

"Shit. I guess it's not Batman or Nightwing." Batgirl mutters to herself. She looks at the cock with resignation, "Fuck it. It won't the first thing I've had inside me tonight and definitely not the weirdest." She stands up and bends over with her pussy toward the cock and backs herself into it. The slick cock slides into her wet pussy. Batgirl hates to admit it, but having sex with someone without knowing their identity is turning her on a lot. She loses herself a bit in the lust and begins gyrating her hips and pushing herself back and forth on the cock. She can feel an orgasm coming and she wants to reach it. She needs to reach it.

Batgirl trembles and shivers as pleasure radiates throughout her body. Her moans echo through the room as she gyrates faster and harder, wanting to extract every bit of pleasure from this moment. She feels a warmth flood her insides as the cock shoots its creamy load into her insatiable cunt. This trigger a second orgasm in Batgirl. The pleasure is too much and she falls to her hands and knees as her legs feel like they've turned to jelly. The cock slips out of her and spurts a couple strings of cum onto her bare ass before slowly going flaccid.

The Riddler laughs, "Well, it looks like our contestant lost that one, folks! I'm guessing she'll want to take a spin on the wheel, but first let's see whose behind cock number one!" The box loses it's opacity and reveals a bound and gagged middle-age man with grey hair and a mustache. "It's Commissioner Gordon of the GCPD! I bet Batgirl didn't see that one cumming!"

Batgirl looks up at the box in terror as she sees her father bound and naked before her.

"Oh god."