Batgirl’s Telethon by Kenshin11h


Chapter 1

Batgirl stepped forward into the blindingly bright studio lights as the red curtain floated into the ceiling. 


“Good evening Gotham City! As you may have guessed from my costume, I’m Batgirl and I’ll be your host tonight for the 5th annual Gotham Telethon! I want to thank all of you good folks for coming out. And I want to thank everybody at home who’s watching live right now.” Batgirl paused as the crowd applauded. 


Batgirl gave a few bows as the bright lights glittered off her metallic purple Batsuit and glossy black pantyhose.


After a few moments, the crowd quieted and Batgirl continued “We have a great show for you tonight. We have comedians, live music, dance numbers, you name it. All in support of a great cause: Gotham’s Animal Shelter.”


The crowd gave a short applause in recognition of the animal shelter. 

“Before we get started, I want to thank the Boy Scouts of Troop 440 who volunteered to man the phones all night. They’re ready to take your donations. Let’s give them a round of applause too.”  


The crowd cheered again. 


“Ok. Ok. Thank you everyone for your enthusiasm. Now, before we bring out our first performers, I have a little secret to tell you. I’ll be starring in the main act tonight doing one of my classic rope escape tricks!”


The crowd whooped and cheered. 


“This time, there’s a twist. How much rope I must escape from is entirely up to you. You see, for every $1000 dollars in donations raised from now until midnight, I’ll allow myself to be tied with 1 foot of rope. For example, if you donate $50,000, I’ll be tied up with 50 feet of rope.”


The crowd roared with delight. 


“That’s not all folks. The rope tying and knotting will be done right before your very eyes by Gotham’s own Boy Scout Troop 440. Don’t worry, all the scouts selected have earned their knot tying merit badge. It should be quite a challenge.” 


The crowd roared again with eager anticipation. 


“And here’s the kicker, if I fail to escape, live on stage in less than 10 minutes, Bruce Wayne will match each and every donation dollar for dollar. What do you think folks? Want to see me tied live on stage and try to escape?”


The studio positively vibrated from the roaring, applauding crowd.


“I’m glad you approve. Well, let’s light up those phones folks and help out a good cause. I’ll see you in a few hours.”


Batgirl sauntered offstage loving the excitement and the challenge the night was sure to offer. 


Chapter 2

Batgirl stretched back in her dressing room’s chair, with her shiny pantyhose clad feet, crossed at the ankles, propped up on the dressing room’s desk. She didn’t have much to do until her appearance at midnight.


Her shiny purple bat booties rested on the floor. But she kept her purple satin gloves on. 

Batgirl stared up at the ceiling as she mused how much money has been raised at this point, and how much rope she’d have to contend with to perform her escape. Batgirl’s honor and integrity prevented her from faking her escape attempt. The extra money from Bruce Wayne would be nice. But there’s no way she’d ever cheat. 


She’s been tied up before, in the line of duty of course. And she’s escaped plenty of times. And she was quite good at it. Not to mention it was good fun, dashed with a bit of danger. 

Her musings were interrupted with a soft knock on her dressing room door. 


Batgirl climbed out of the chair. Straightened her cowl. Pulled up her gloves. Stepped into her heels. Gave her boobs a boost and strode to the door. 


Batgirl swung the door open to see 3 scouts from the troop standing there abashed. 

“Hello boys. You’re a bit early aren’t you? Unless I’m mistaken, we don’t go on for another 3 hours.” Bargirl said cheerfully. 


“I’m sorry ma’am.” the lead scout said in a low and slow voice. “But the production assistant said we should come over here and... uh see if we could practice before we do it live tonight. You see. We never tied nobody up before.”  


“Yeah” the smallest scout chimed in. “We only tied things to trees or lashed sticks together and stuff.”


“And he  wants us to make sure we can win that extra money for the shelter.” the middle scout said. 


“Hmmm. I could use some practice myself. Come on in boys. Say what do you have behind you.” Batgirl asked. 


The lead scout stepped aside revealing a large trunk on 4 wheels. 


“We use this here trunk to carry our camping equipment.” the lead scout said. 


“Yeah.” the middle scout added as the smallest scout pushed the trunk into the dressing room, followed by the medium and finally the largest scout. 


Batgirl shut the door and glided in behind the boys, stopping at the trunk. 

“But tonight, we filled it with all the rope we had, for the challenge you know.”  


The lead scout clicked two spring loaded latches and they flew open with a “thwack”. Then he flung the lid open. Mounds upon mounds of coiled ropes were laid out before them. 


“Well there. You boys certainly came prepared didn’t you. So, shall we start? Would you like me seated or standing?” Batgirl asked coyly. 


“Uuhhh. I think you should be standing. Like a tree you know.” the low and slow scout said. 

“Fine by me. No holding back boys.” Batgirl said playfully as she crossed her wrists behind her back.


The scouts dutifully went to work.


The shortest scout knelt down at her feet and gently pressed the outsides of her hosed ankles together with his hands. Batgirl instinctively brought her heels clicking together. Then the scout wrapped white cord around her dainty ankles and cinched it together. 


“Ohh hey. You must have done this before eh junior?” Batgirl teased. 


“I guess a limb is a limb ma’am.” the tiny scout replied as he methodically wrapped ankles in coils of white rope around her super shiny black pantyhose. The scout tied off the rope and her ankles were secure. 


He moved up to her mid thighs, cinching more rope around her shapely legs, pulling in tight and tieing that off too. 


While the littlest scout worked securing her legs, the medium sized scout stood behind her lashing her wrists together behind her back. Her wrists were already crossed. He looped some rope around, cinched it tight and made a few wraps. Batgirl helpfully extended her arms away from her apple shaped spandex and pantyhose clad butt.


Up top, the tallest scout looped ropes around her chest, both over and below her ample round boobs, pulling the ropes tight and tying it off at her back. 


“Knock knock knock”. 


The door rattled from the  insistent knocking. 


“Come on in...” Batgirl said cheerily. 

In came a middle aged man with Marine hair up top, a long black beard, and a full belly. He sported a clipboard in his right hand. On his head he wore a headset and microphone combo unit.


“Fellas, the phones are blowing up right now. Do you think you go back and take more calls? We don’t want to miss any donations.”  


“But you told us to...” 


Before the lead scout could finish, Henry spoke over top of him. “Forget what I said kid. Now scram!.” 


“Now fellas. Don’t be sad. You’ll get to tie me up again. Run along and answer those phones now. We need your support!” Batgirl told them cheerfully.  


“Yes ma’am.” they said dutifully and in unison. The three scouts trudged out the open door. 

The newcomer, shut the door behind them. 


“Man! They sure did a number on you. Wow. Do you think you can get out? I’m Henry by the way. I’m one of the production assistants.” 


“Hello Henry. Very nice to meet you. Of course I can get out. This should be no problem at all.” Batgirl said confidently. 


“I used to be a scout myself, you know. Those knots look secure. What are they missing?” Henry asked curiously. 


“For starters, when they tied my ankles, they didn’t cross them. This makes it easier to stand and hop around. Also, my legs can use more ropes, around my upper calves and upper thighs.”


“Additionally, a cross wrist tie is good. But a shibari style binding where my wrists are crossed and suspended behind my back is ultra effective.”


“I’d give them a B-.” Batgirl said imperiously. 


“Wow. You sure know your knots. Do you mind if I give it a go? I’m curious now if I still got the old rope skills. I don’t have time to retie your wrists or ankles. But I can add on some more ropes in places. See if we can bring this grade up to a B+.” Henry said. 


“I don’t mind at all. As I was telling our young friends, I could use some practice and a warm up  before the big finally tonight.” Batgirl explained. 


“Let’s see. This should do it.” Henry walked over to the trunk and grabbed a few bundles of rope from the chest and walked over to Batgirl. He knelt down in front of her and looped some rope around her knees, just above the calves. And then tied another loop off just above the thighs. 


Henry then moved in behind and looped some rope around her wrists. Then he took the free end and secured it around the ropes around her chest. Creating a pulley, he pulled her bound wrists up and lashed them off. 


“There. How’s that?” Henry asked. 


Batgirl grunted and wiggled, testing her new bondage. Then she nodded her head approvingly. 


“Yes. Much better. This would definitely be harder to escape from.” Batgirl said with a smile. 


“Good. It will make it easier to kidnap you.” Henry said smoothly. 


Before Batgirl could react or process what he said, he clamped his big meaty hand over her mouth, pulling tightly, puffing her cheeks out. He snaked his other hand around her waist and pulled her tightly against him. 


“I’ll have to buy those little brats a pizza for doing such a good job! Hahaha!” Henry jested. 

Batgirl grunted and sniffed. But the handgag was effective at keeping her quiet. 


“Now to keep you quiet.” Henry said. 


Henry pulled a knotted handkerchief from his pocket and in one swift and deft motion, he replaced his hand gag with the knotted handkerchief. With his index finger, he inserted the knot firmly into her open mouth. Then he pulled the free ends back, tying the gag off at the base of her purple cowl. 


“There. That should do it.” Henry said. 


Batgirl stood there in silent disbelief as Henry carelessly tossed out bundles of unused rope, emptying the chest. 


“Empty now. This should make a perfect getaway vehicle. Don’t you think Batgirl?” Henry asked. 


Batgirl “Hmmphred” in derision. 


“Good.You know what cats say right: ‘If I fits; I sits.’”


Henry scooped Batgirl up into his arms and gently laid her down in the empty trunk. He carefully bent and tucked her legs so she fit inside the crate on her side. 


Henry gave her smooth shiny black pantyhose clad legs a light fondle had he lowered the lid to the trunk. 

“The Harlot has been looking forward to meeting you. Let’s not keep her waiting.” he said as he lowered the lid to the trunk. 


Batgirl’s eyes widened in shock at the mention of a new super villainess in Gotham. All was pitch black as she heard the latches click shut and the slow rumble of the wheels on the concrete floor as she was carted away. 

The End