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Any similarity between names characters and places in this story are purely coincidental.
Pirate King was created by, and is property of, Glavas K.
Batgirl: Terror Cove by Glavas K.
Part Five
Batgirl’s finely honed deductive reasoning saved her from panicking and expelling her remaining oxygen.
She knew that if Pirate King meant for her to die right then and there, he would not have bothered to equip her with all her gear. She was sure that he wanted to kill her, but she was equally as sure that he intended to play with her some more first.
The beam of a flashlight from above confirmed her suspicions and filled her with both relief and dread at the same time. He was coming to momentarily save her, but also to violate and torture her until he saw fit as to leave her to her lonely and painful death at the bottom of Raven’s Cove. With renewed determination to survive, Batgirl tried rubbing the cargo straps which bound her on some rocks beneath her.
It seemed to take forever for the Pirate King to complete his descent. The air in Batgirl’s lungs was used up and her chest heaved with the strain of keeping that bad air in so that she would not involuntarily inhale the sea water and, in turn, her death. Her breasts bobbed violently before her, illuminated by the flashlight beam panning across her. Her beautiful cheeks were puffed out and misshapen with the strain of holding the oxygen in. Air bubbles were flowing out of the Girl Wonder’s pouty, red lips in intervals which increased by the second. White flashes appeared in her limited vision as her brain reeled with the effort of keeping her young body together long enough to survive. Her muscles began to strain and twist, her attempt to cut herself free woefully forgotten. Her red mane flowed about her face as she violently began to thrash her head back and forth in a pitiful effort to stall for time.
Finally, The Dark Angel of Gotham could fight no longer, and her body released her spent up air in one mournful disgorge only to inhale two lungfuls of...
Air!
Her rebreather was thrust into her twisted mouth at the absolute last second, and Batgirl greedily sucked in lungfuls of stale tank air. She barely noticed Pirate King groping her lush body.
Pirate King slid his hands down her breasts and stomach to her legs, and then down to her feet where the villain untied her ankles. Gracefully, the blonde man wiggled out of his swim trunks and maneuvered himself between the helpless heroine’s legs. Wisely, the Girl Wonder decided not to waste her energy on a useless struggle -- she was still too weak, and her bonds prevented her from doing any real damage to her assailant. Instead she concentrated on trying to sever the cargo straps on the rocks beneath her.
Pirate King misinterpreted her movements as resistance, so he gladly doubled his efforts.
The villain’s strong hands and arms pinned the Dark Knight Damsel to the rocky bottom while his knees separated her legs. The head of his large penis easily found the young woman’s pussy. The feel of the helpless heroine’s pubic hair rubbing against his cock as they both struggled in the dark only served to arouse Pirate King even more. He thrust himself upon the girl, burying his prick deep into Batgirl’s unprotected pussy. The heroine grunted due to the force of the thrust and almost spit out the rebreather. She gulped down a mouthful of seawater while trying to reset the breathing device.
Pirate King continued to pound Batgirl’s sex. When he settled into a steady, but brutal, rhythm, Batgirl realized that Pirate King’s penis was much larger than any of his henchmen. Her pussy was already filled to capacity and felt ready to explode. The exhaustion and the abuse the young woman had received in the past few days was causing her to wear down almost immediately. Her mind reeled with the pleasure and pain that Pirate King was casting upon her. She could feel her body revving up for a massive orgasm, one which she had no control over...one which she felt she did not want any control over. Unconsciously, her hands, busy at trying to free herself, relaxed, releasing the cargo straps from the pressure on the rocks. After a few more moments of being pounded, Batgirl began to massage her own body where she could reach it. Her hands grabbed and rubbed her buttocks in rhythm with Pirate King’s thrusting.
No, no, she thought. Can’t give up... I’ve got to... fight him... got to... uhhhhhnnnnn!
Her body shuddered as an orgasm gripped her and shook her to the very core. She closed her eyes and gasped heavily, expelling the rebreather from her quaking, red lips. Sea water began flowing freely into her mouth, but the Dark Angel seemed not to care. A tremendous orgasm possessed her and it seemed that even death would not stop it. Her lungs empty, Batgirl felt herself drawing in what could very well be her last breath. Her muscles trembled in a sexual shockwave that rolled from the deepest regions of her battered pussy. Her eyes clamped shut as her beautiful body unintentionally gave the Girl Wonder up to the sea.
And again, Pirate King saved her by thrusting her tank’s rebreather past her lips and into her mouth. Air filled Batgirl’s lungs as her orgasm rumbled on. She then felt Pirate King stiffen. He clutched at her, grasping her into a crushing bear hug and pinning her to the cove’s sandy floor. His penis spasmed over and over, pumping large quantities of seamen into Batgirl’s unprotected pussy. Batgirl managed to moan through her debilitating orgasm, the realization of her continuous violations threatening to crush her spirit. When the Pirate King had finished cumming, he collapsed on top of the crime fighter, his breathing ragged through his mouthpiece.
Beneath the villain, Batgirl tried to clear her thoughts and compose herself. She knew that when he was done with her, Pirate King would most likely kill her, and, realistically, he could have been finished with her just then. She was also aware of the quality of air which she was breathing. It was stale and weak, which meant that her tank was nearly empty. Even if she could defeat Pirate King, she knew that there was not much time remaining after that. With renewed fervor, the Girl Wonder resumed trying to sever the cargo straps which bound her with the cove bottom’s sharp rocks.
Pirate King stirred. Again, he mistook Batgirl’s struggles to free herself with sexual movements. With an evil glint in his eyes, Pirate King floated up Batgirl’s lithe body until his crotch was in her face. Unceremoniously, Pirate King removed Batgirl’s rebreather and shoved his already stiffening cock into the young girl’s mouth. Batgirl convulsed with surprise and revulsion. Now her precious, but dwindling air supply was gone and replaced with the pulsing, swollen member of the man she had grown to hate with all her being.
Pirate King grasped the girl’s head and began thrusting. His powerful stabs with his prick caused much of the air in Batgirl’s lungs to be expelled out into the black water. Batgirl was forced to encompass the villain’s cock tightly with her full lips, creating an air-tight seal. In seconds, the Girl Wonder was giving the Pirate King the best blowjob he had ever received. Pirate King grunted with pleasure as the dying superheroine beneath him quickly brought him to the edge of orgasm.
Only her iron will to survive kept Batgirl from passing out from the horror and the exertion which she was being subjected to. With every plunge of the erect cock into her tender mouth, more air was escaping from her lovely, exposed body.
Inside her loins, however, she felt another orgasm building, but one which reminded her of what almost was her final orgasm with the Barnacle Dildo. A feeling of utter helplessness and defeat settled upon her. Her death was only moments away, and it would not be some glorious death where she gave her life to save the world, or even another human life. Her death would be virtually unknown, save by her hideous murderers. She was perishing as a powerless young woman who had been viscously used and abused beyond the point of reality. And that abuse would culminate with her embarrassing and ill-timed death, and possibly continue long after that.
Her orgasm built with the thought of her nude, beaten body being discovered washed up on some shore; every last shred of dignity taken from the once Girl Wonder, even in death. Pirate King’s thrusting deep into her soft mouth punctuated the Dark Knight Damsel’s despair. And as the Pirate King seized and began pumping large quantities of semen down the helpless heroine’s throat, causing her to gag and draw in sea water along with the rapist’s seed, Batgirl felt herself succumbing to darkness and death. And as she succumbed, she surrendered herself to a body wracking orgasm.
Pirate King gripped Batgirl’s violated face and continued to spasm cum into her. She could no longer hold her breath, and her choking was causing her to suck in lots of salty water. Even the light from Pirate King’s flashlight began to fade in her vision as the Dark Angel of Gotham allowed her eyes to roll back in their sockets.
It was only the Pirate King’s sadistic nature which saved the withering young woman then. For the third time in one day, the villainous rapist jammed the discarded breathing device into Batgirl’s slack mouth. Stale air was drawn into the girl’s lungs, along with cum and seawater, however. Batgirl gagged and choked around the mouthpiece, but Pirate King held it in place. The Marvelous Maiden continued to cough as her sensual body slumped in her captor’s arms. The dim, ghostly form of Pirate King began to come back before her blurred vision. Batgirl lay helpless in the man’s arms, waiting for her air to run out.
His strong hands began to creep all over her body. He caressed her face, while enjoying her labored breathing. He grabbed her breasts, squeezing them until she grimaced in pain, and then massaging them. He pressed down upon her belly, causing her neglected bladder to threaten to release. Finally, his fingers poked and probed her vaginal lips and the inner recesses of her sex. Batgirl weakly twisted and squirmed with the forced stimuli.
No! She thought. He’s going to keep having sex with me until my air runs out! I can’t let myself die while this monster pleasures himself on me. I’ve got to do something!
Pirate King squeezed Batgirl’s clitoris and then slid his index finger deep into her pussy.
Ooooo... oooo... ggahhhhhh! No... I’m too weak... and...
Pirate King applied more pressure with his probing finger while sliding it in and out. Batgirl arched, her crotch pushing into the man’s hands.
Ggahhhhhh!... oooo... and... it feels so... good... oh so goooggahhhhh!
With a wicked mental smile, Pirate King removed his own rebreather and lowered himself between the quaking Batgirl’s legs. He easily pushed her trembling thighs apart and began licking and sucking on the Girl Wonder’s clit. Batgirl’s body reacted in turn, twisting and shaking with every touch of the man’s aggressive tongue.
For a moment, Pirate King felt Batgirl pause in her gyrations, but she then seemed to double her shaking and grinding. She literally pulsated beneath him, with the lower half of her body pushing up into the man’s face while the upper half ground into the floor of the cove. Pirate King quickened his pace in hopes of driving the interfering little brat mad with pleasure before her air ran out. He longed to see vacant brown eyes staring out at him from inside the girl’s face mask.
Batgirl’s mind fought what seemed to be a losing battle. She was fatigued and running out of air, but yet struggling to survive and not give in to the orgasm building inside of her.
Maybe I survived that last one, she thought, but this next one will surely... push me over the edge. I’ll be a... a... quivering mess reacting only to... to Pirate King’s pleasuring until... I’m out of air. If only I can hold on... hold on for a little longer... just a little longer...
Pirate King’s tongue darted quickly in all directions, throwing the captive crusader closer and closer to oblivion. Batgirl fought to regain control of her body, but yet gyrated frantically beneath her tormentor. Soon, every nerve fiber in the young girl’s body was screaming for release. White lights danced before her eyes, lights which would not even be extinguished when she jammed her eyes shut. The Pirate King was building up speed with his tongue, and Batgirl knew that she only had seconds left before she exploded with pleasure a pleasure which would shut her mind down to all but that pleasure.
Ooooohh... ooooohhh... Just a... little longer... oh pleeeease... I’m almost there... almost throooooooo!
With an almost atomic discharge of motion and muscle, Batgirl came. All the built up pleasure and tension released itself like a volcano from the young girl’s body. Batgirl bit down on the rubber mouthpiece and screamed.
Pirate King looked up from his wicked task to admire his work to find the Girl Wonder... staring menacingly down at him from where she lay.
Batgirl’s muscular legs clamped around Pirate King’s neck like a vise and her hands grabbed his golden locks.
She’s cut the cargo str--! was all he could think before Batgirl crunched herself into the man and pulled him into a viscous head butt. Pirate King’s eyes glazed over and he released the air from his lungs as he passed out.
Quickly, Batgirl stuffed her own mouthpiece into the villain’s mouth.
You’re not gonna die on me, scumbag, she thought. I’m taking you to trial so you can rot in prison and feel what I’ve felt these past days!
The triumphant heroine then took his rebreather into her own mouth. The air taste crisp and clean compared to what came from her tank. After a couple of seconds of savoring the relatively new air, Batgirl bound the rapist with what remained of the cargo straps she had succeeded in severing on the rocks prior to her orgasm.
Wearily, the exhausted heroine began the ascent to the surface and her father’s boat.
After a few minutes of rising, she came into view of the boat, but suddenly remembered the four henchmen.
I don’t know if I have the strength, but I have to take them. I might be able to hide and rest for a few minutes on the boat, but I know that I’m too weak for the swim to shore. I’ll have to chance it.
Cautiously, Batgirl broke the surface with her unconscious prisoner.
Suddenly, a light was in her eyes. Someone moved above her and a voice bellowed through the night.
“Captain! Over here!”
Batgirl, preparing herself to dive underwater to escape Pirate King’s gang, felt a rope brush against her cheek. Then there were several loud splashes in the water around her.
“U.S. Coast Guard, ma’am!” Called the voice from the boat’s deck. “Grab the rope. We’ll get you on board.”
Then several strong hands relieved her of her burden and she was helped aboard.
* * *
“Well, Batgirl, I would like to offer you the thanks of the Coast Guard on this one” the gray-haired Coast Guard captain said to her as he handed her a mug of hot chocolate. The mug has “Paris” written on it along with a drawing of the Eiffel Tower.
“We just couldn’t nail these guys down, but you got ‘em for us. Super job!” He patted her on the shoulder before sitting on the corner of his desk. The Coast Guard cutter bobbed slightly.
“Anytime I can help you to get a sleezebag like Pirate King locked up, you just give me a call. And thank you, by the way, for the clothes. Again, I apologize for my appearance, but Pirate King and his gang really did a number on me.”
The captain held up his hand.
“Please, Batgirl. You have no need to apologize for anything. You were a victim in this just as much, if not twice as much, as anyone else. I have the ship’s doctor coming down to take a look at you, just as soon as he’s done patching up Pirate King’s men. We had to shoot two of them after they pulled weapons on my men, but they should be alright.”
“Too bad,” Batgirl mumbled with a smile from the lip of her mug.
The captain laughed.
“So, how did you find me, Captain?”
“Well, some young lovers came down here to Raven’s Cove to smooch and scare each other, but they ran across the sub on the beach. They had the sense to call it in. We were just checking out this vessel when we engaged Pirate King’s thugs.
“How did you get a hold of the commissioner’s vessel?”
“Well, Captain, I knew that the commissioner was busy with his search for the pirates, so I asked his daughter if I could borrow the boat. She gladly gave it to me. Did you contact Commissioner Gordon?”
“We certainly did. He’s enroute with Bruce Wayne in Wayne’s vessel. But where is young Ms. Gordon? She wasn’t involved here, was she? Is she ok?”
Batgirl smiled. “She’s fine, Captain. She’s actually on vacation...” The young woman glanced at the older man’s mug and her smile broadened.
“...In France.”
The End
Follow Batgirl’s continuing adventures as she travels to France for holiday, but ends up falling into the trap of a viscious killer in “Last Gasp”!