Stories of Tie Up Games

Part 1

There was a Batman episode when Nora Clavicle forced Commissioner Gordon out of his job and took his place. She had two alluring lieutenants, Angelina and Evelina, and they turned the police department into an all-female force while hiding their true criminal intentions.



I’ve wanted to face them as Robin the Boy Wonder, and maybe the episode can go something like this…

Batman, Batgirl, and I are in a building with a line of sight into the commissioner’s office, and we’re listening to a transmission of the conversations in there from a device that Batman planted secretly during his last visit. We’re hoping we can figure out what Commissioner Clavicle’s dastardly plans are, but the office has been mostly silent all morning.

All of a sudden, the door to our room busts open and a team of miniskirted policewomen barge into the room with their guns drawn, ordering us to put our hands up. I put up my hands along with Batman and Batgirl, and the officers handcuff each of us behind our back. The policewomen hold us by the arms to prevent us from escaping as Angelina and Evelina enter the room.

They explain that Ms. Clavicle discovered the listening device and is having us arrested for illegal eavesdropping, obstruction of justice, and other charges. Angelina comes up to me and says they we’re going to face severe criminal penalties. She then cups her hand over my batbulge and says while rubbing it how it's a shame because Batman and I could have given the women of the police department such well earned pleasure for their service. I look over to see Evelina’s hand on Batman's bulge too as he looks up in helpless indignation.

They turn to Batgirl and scold her for taking sides with Batman and me, but they’re hoping they can rehabilitate her. For now, they need to take us to the prison. To make sure we don’t give them trouble along the way, they’re going to stun us with tasers. One of the officers stuns me, and I feel my body involuntarily spasm and I fall to the ground, losing consciousness.

When I wake up I find myself tied down to a heavy chair with wires running all over and a helmet on my head. Batman and I are bound to electric chairs! And I look up to see Batgirl standing with her hands secured behind a pole.

Angelina and Evelina are fiddling with some buttons on a table and look up to see we've regained consciousness. They look delighted as they walk over, and Angelina explains that Batman and I will face execution for our obstruction of Commissioner Clavicles’s work. Evelina walks to Batgirl and says she can perhaps learn the error of her ways by witnessing our demise.

Evelina traces the figure of the bat stretching across Batgirl's chest with her finger as she continues, “You've even emulated those costumed clowns by turning yourself into a bat. How shameful. It's bad enough you'd associate yourself with these inept men.” By this point, her hands are tugging at the ears on Batgirl's cowl.
Angelina starts walking over to Evelina and the captured heroine saying, “I don’t want to see that silly flying rodent on her chest anymore.”

Angelina then removes Batgirl’s cape, unzips the back of her batsuit, and peels it down as far as she can before getting caught at the handcuffs. The heroine’s breasts have popped out and are now on full display, and I can’t help staring at what her tight batsuit had been containing just a moment before.

Evelina interjects as she turns toward Batman and me, “Enough with these games…you two will be dispatched in about five minutes when your electric chairs are activated at the top of the hour. You’ll be nothing but a fried bat and bird when we return to retrieve Batgirl and make good use of her.”

Angelina and Evelina turn back to wave at us as they exit the room, and I begin struggling in earnest to be freed from the chair, but it’s no use. I ask Batman how we can get out of this one, and he replies, “I’m trying to think of something, Robin.”

Batgirl then follows up nervously, “Hurry and think of something, Batman. You only have four minutes now.” She tries struggling too to be freed from the pole, but I see nothing happening except her uncovered mammaries bouncing up and down.”

Even as I face death I feel a boner building in my batbriefs, but as the seconds tick by I swallow a big gulp as I prepare to be electrocuted.

IS BATGIRL REALLY GOING TO WITNESS THE DEMISE OF HER MALE CRIMEFIGHTING PARTNERS? TO SEE THE ELECTRIFYING FINISH, BE SURE TO TUNE IN AGAIN SAME BAT-TIME SAME BAT-CHANNEL!

I can't help but think I too would be aroused by a naked, bound Batgirl, no matter what peril I was facing.

Reidy wrote: 1 year ago I can't help but think I too would be aroused by a naked, bound Batgirl, no matter what peril I was facing.

I'd already be aroused enough with her in her outfit before being peeled out of it

rtbw wrote: 1 year ago

Reidy wrote: 1 year ago I can't help but think I too would be aroused by a naked, bound Batgirl, no matter what peril I was facing.

I'd already be aroused enough with her in her outfit before being peeled out of it

Even more so if we were all tied up at the time.

Part 2

With two before midnight Batgirl yells out, “Batman, Robin! I see an emergency shutoff button on the wall. It's probably to shut off the electricity to your chairs. If I can kick my boots across the room it should be enough to push that button in and shut the power.”

Batgirl kicks the boot that’s on her right foot, and it miraculously hits the button. I breathe a huge sigh of relief.

Batman and I struggle against the straps binding us to the electric chairs, and Batgirl pulls as hard as she can to undo the handcuffs keeping her arms wrapped around the pole behind her. But again, all she’s able to do is make her breasts bounce as they hang over her peeled purple spandex costume.

Angelina and Evelina reenter the room with the recently appointed new female prison warden and a team of female corrections officers in their miniskirted uniforms. They’re surprised to see Batman and me still alive, and they quickly figure out from Batgirl’s bare feet and far flung boot that she was able to activate the emergency power shutoff.

The warden says it’s just as well; she has other plans for us. She tells the officers to take Batman and me to her office. As some of the officers untie us from the chairs and handcuff us behind our backs, other officers keep us under theur watchful gaze with their service rifles at the ready. Meanwhile, the warden walks up to Batgirl and scolds her, “It really is shameful that you’ve teamed with those ridiculously costumed males, especially to oppose us of the same sex. But I have something here that will help you come to your senses.”

Batman and I look at each other with concern about Batgirl’s fate, but I suddenly feel a whack on my rump. It’s from the butt of an officers’s rifle commanding me to start moving. I can only look back at Batgirl still tied to the pole with her costume peeled below her chest, and I catch a glimpse of Angelina and Evelina closing in on the helpless heroine. Before Batman and I are led out of the room, he manages to assure her, “Hang in there Batgirl. We’ll find a way to come back dor you.” And then I hear the door to the room slam behind us.

The officers prod and slap Batman and me with their rifles to guide us down a maze of halls. An officer stops me in front of the doors of a freight elevator by whacking my batbulge with the back end of her rifle. I can’t help but wince but I try my best not to show my pain. When the doors open she turns me around and stabs my bulge repeatedly with the butt of her rifle to back me into the elevator.

After we enter the elevator and the doors close, she keeps assaulting my manhood with her rifle to back me into the corner, and I can see the same thing happening to Batman in the other corner. I look at my tormentor through my eye mask to see her eyes twinkling and her lips smiling widely. She is really enjoying this, and it takes all my strength to keep from hunching over and collapsing. It feels like my manhood is painfully becoming mush inside my tights, and I try to avoid further blows by moving my hips to dodge them or closing my legs, but there’s nowhere to hide the bulge in my briefs that the sadistic female officer keeps targeting.

The elevator doors finally open and our tormentors finally halt the frontal assault on us by whacking us on our backside to drive us into another hallway and into the warden’s office.

We’re told to stand in the middle of the room and wait for the warden. Batman tries his best to stealthily reach into his utility belt with his cuffed hands, but an officer notices and says, “Oh no you don’t, you meddlesome bat,” before swinging her rifle like a baseball bat at his stomach. When he keels over, she hits him on the back to make him collapse on the floor.

“Batman!” I yell in concern, and then the other officer does the same to me. My body collapses too before I know it. While Batman and I are writhing in pain on the ground, the uniformed women unbuckle and remove our utility belts. All we can do then is stare up their legs and the rest of their miniskirted bodies as they stare down at us in satisfaction.

We lay handcuffed on the ground for a long time until the office door opens. I see the warden enter with Ms. Clavicle and then Batgirl. Angelina and Evelina enter the room last.

As Batgirl stands with her legs apart and hands on her hips, she stares down at us on the ground while the warden announces that Batgirl has come to her senses and will join Ms. Clavicle’s police force. “That’s preposterous,” Batman retorts. “She would never to that.”

Batgirl replies, “It’s true, Batman. I realize now how much you and Robin have looked down on me as a woman, and I won’t let you do that anymore.”

Batman begins arguing that’s not true but Batgirl walks over to him and steps on his crotch, digging her heels into his batbulge.

I yell at the warden, “You wrench. What have you done to Batgirl!”

Angelina walks over to me saying, “You want some loving attention too, don’t you, Boy Wonder.” And she proceeds to step on me between my legs as well, digging her pointy heel into the mound in my spandex briefs. I shout in pain and try to arrange my legs to make the concentrated pressure on my manhood less painful, but it’s no use. Batman and I can only take the humiliating onslaught as we lay on our backs.

As the torture proceeds the warden remarks that she’s actually glad that we weren’t electrocuted. She wants us to tell her the location of the batcave. Batman is able to utter through his pain, “Never!”

The warden replies, “Well, we’ll get it out of you somehow. Batgirl and Angelina will squeeze the information out of you sooner or later.”

Angelina then steps harder into my batbulge, and I yelp in deeper distress. Batman is able to hold it in better but lets out a loud groan. The thin spandex tights of our outfits provide no protection as Batgirl and Angelina dig their heels further into our defenseless male anatomies.

HOW MUCH MORE CAN THE VIRILE BODIES OF OUR DYNAMIC DUO TAKE? AND HAS BATGIRL TRULY TURNED SINISTER ENOUGH TO EMASCULATE THEM? TO SEE HOW OUR CAPED CRUSADERS EMERGE FROM THIS DIRE ABUSE, TUNE IN NEXT TIME. SAME BAT-TIME, SAME BAT-CHANNEL!

You know, there is something about Batgirl turning evil that always struck me as incredibly sexy.

Reidy wrote: 10 months ago You know, there is something about Batgirl turning evil that always struck me as incredibly sexy.

Yes, especially with Batgirl acting out whatever attraction she may have for Batman and Robin. Her turning evil is maybe the only way to relieve the sexual tension between her and Batman and Robin