WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, comic books, franchises, places etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. I am making no money off the writing of this story. I do not own DC Comics or any of its characters.
Starring: Donna Troy
Gotham City Whores - Part 6
An erotic DC Comics fan-fiction story.
by DaxG2001
Codes: Cons, MF, Oral, inter.
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"You know Sir... Making sure the cops aren't going to be in the area is child's play... But how about me and a couple of the other Sirens make sure that there's someone who stops by that you can 'recruit' to the team?"
Watching his men load the last of the crates of smuggled goods onto the truck, Samuel Tud smirked as he remembered the words of what his personal hacker (and often now human sex toy) Batgirl had offered him. His well trained babes would do anything for him. Break a law here and there. Fuck a client in the back rooms. Even put a beating onto some thug who was stepping on his turf. He did notice that the girls he had on his 'roster' would also be very willing to offer a lot more than just their holes. Even if it meant lying to a close friend. Well, from how Huntress and Black Canary have settled in just like Batgirl? He was sure the rest of their friends, and perhaps an enemy or two, would soon follow suit.
It was good for him to get his 'hands dirty' once in a while. If he got dirt on his custom tailored suit and shoes then so be it. He'd just go and buy another one, or three. Sure, he ran a tight ship and kept his men well paid with the odd benefit here and there. But what kind of a criminal boss would he be if he didn't go on one of these trips to ensure everything went as planned? You could never be too sure... But expecting an interruption was the main reason he was out here tonight, even if he didn't tell his gang that. Need to know basis and all that...
"Stop right there you criminals!" A sharp female voice warned as a stunning, dark haired female floated down from the warehouse beams. Her outfit looking like a bodysuit with a low cut neckline, wonderfully showing off her large breasts and hugging nicely to her thick backside. Shining silver bracelets on her wrists, and a silver coloured sash-like belt around her waist. A black choker around her neck and glimmering crescent moon earrings. It wasn't just her appearance that was gorgeous, but literally her outfit was dazzling - appearing to contain several blinking stars and constellations as if it was otherworldly on its own.
"Donna Troy..." Samuel spoke with a smirk, moving off the wall and calmly walking forward, making sure to get between his stunned gang, some having already drawn what weapons they had with them, and the new arrival.
"You speak my name as if you know it..." Donna replied, a focused look on her face with the clear intentions of taking down these criminals. "Who are you??"
"Me? Heh... The name is Samuel Tud... I'd introduce my boys here..." He looked back at his crew. "But they've got to get these 'toys' back to the safe-house. Catch you later..." He said, giving a wink.
"H-hey! I said stop!!" Troy yelled, seeing the men, some reluctantly, moving towards the truck. "I will not let you get away!" She spoke, levitating off the ground to use her superpowers of flight to her advantage.
"Hold up girl! Leaving so soon?" Tud questioned, smirking as he looked her over. "Don't you want to know who tipped you off to come here in the first place?"
Donna hesitated, caught off guard by that remark. "That... Wait, you knew I would be here?" She questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"Something like that..." Tud said, reaching into his suit pocket and ignoring the defensive stance taken by Troy as he did so. Producing a smart phone device and flipping it open. Confidently and calmly walking forward towards her, a move that would mean certain doom for another other crook but had the effect of once again throwing the woman once known as Wonder Girl off her game plan. "Take a look at this honey..." He said, holding up the screen to her.
"W-what?!?" She stuttered, eyes widening as she read the e-mail message on the screen. The exact same one she'd gotten that was the tip off to this criminal activity. Word for word exact at that. There was no possibly way this could be a coincidence. "How did... There's no way!" She gasped, looking to him still in shock.
The muscular, black man chuckled, bringing his phone back to swipe and tap to another section. "Maybe you recognise this lady?" He said, passing the device this time over to her to hold. "She helped do a little hacking to get that message to you."
Now Donna's jaw dropped in complete shock. On the screen a picture taken 'point of view' style of the unmasked Batgirl Barbara Gordon staring up lustfully at whoever was holding the camera. Oh, and she just so happened to have a massive, thick black cock deep between her lips at the same time. No doubt the reason for both the mess of saliva across her mouth and on that cock, and why dark streaks of ruined eye-liner was down both her cheeks.
"My... By the Stars!!" Donna gasped, staring so intently at the shocking scene that she wasn't even registering the running motor across the warehouse as the truck and the gang members made their getaway. "This... How can this... S-some kind of trickery?!" She stuttered, sounding like she was trying to come up with an excuse for how this evidence of filthy actions, let alone a so-called heroine actually being a secret villain, could be.
"Here honey... Try this picture..." Samuel said, moving beside her and rather boldly reaching in, swiping the screen to show a new image. This time of the completely naked Batgirl on her back, legs spread wide and taking that same fat black pipe into her wet looking pussy while she grips her own tits. A clear look of pleasure stuck onto her face as she looks at the man both fucking her and taking that lewd picture.
This time Donna just stared, her hands twitching just slightly out of reflex as she tried to process what she was looking at. Not able to form words but tellingly taking a large gulp of her own spit in a failed attempt to calm herself. This kept a smirk on Tud's face as he reached down, slowly unzipping his pants so he could fish out his big black dick - the same one that was fucking Batgirl in that very picture. Taking the opportunity to stroke himself and gazing himself but not at his picture - at the large, sexy rack on display from the gorgeous crime-fighter standing next to him.