Part 2

* Batgirl 's eyes flutter open as her head bumps hard against a metal rail.
<The Manipulator> **A female voice, Faux’s, says, "Be careful. Master will pissed off if we crack her head open before we even get there."**
* Batgirl squirms, looking down to see her arms strapped at her sides, pinned to... a dolley???
* Batgirl now fully awake, struggles to break free of the webbing pinning her to the metal
<The Manipulator> **Veneer is walking next to Batgirl, fixated on her struggling form.**
* Batgirl snarls, "You girls really MUST find something better to do with your time."
* Batgirl ‘s hands clench into fists at her sides.
<The Manipulator> **Veneer says "Daddy will so happy to see you. And I'll get my reward." She giggles.**
* Batgirl looks to Faux. "Whatsamatter? Needed a new playmate?"
<The Manipulator> **Veneer continues to Faux, who is pushing the gurney, "You shoulda seen it, Auntie Faux, I beat her all by myself!"**
* Batgirl bends at the knees trying to force free of the webbing.
* Batgirl feels a winch being turned behind her, tightening the strap around her ribs.
* Batgirl 's faces flushes with anger, as she struggles more vehemently against her bindings.
* Batgirl rasps as the strap tightens around her ribcage, all but crushing her ribs.
<The Manipulator> **Faux says in your ear, "Look, bitch, you're helpless, and I'm just waiting for an excuse to spill a pint of your blood with my bare hands, so you better settle."**
* Batgirl growls through her teeth, "Daddy's gonna pay for this one."
* Batgirl snaps her head to the side, mouth open, nipping at the air just in front of Faux as she struggles just that much harder in defiance.
<The Manipulator> **Veneer skips ahead of you, down the hall, "Oh, daddy's gonna be so happy!" Her blonde ponytail bobs almost in time with her skipping.
<The Manipulator> Faux says, as you pass the sign, this time heading for the rumpus room, "Save your energy, cunt. You'll need it."
* Batgirl grins slyly.
<Batgirl> "Oh, trust me. I have more than enough to go around."
* Batgirl moves her body from side to side, rocking the rails in Faux's hands, then presses forward with all of her weight.
<The Manipulator> **Ahead is another iron door. Veneer pushes a button on the speaker next to it. "Daddy! I brought her for you, and I beat her all by myself!"**
<The Manipulator> **Faux jams her knee in your back and pulls you upright. "Veneer! get over here!"
<The Manipulator> Veneer bounces back over compliantly, frowning at your struggling.
* Batgirl glances around her, hallway to either side of the dolley.
<The Manipulator> **Veneer boxes your ears. "NOW BE GOOD! OR I'LL KICK YOUR BUTT AGAIN!"**
* Batgirl takes the pain silently, teeth digging into her bottom lip hard enough to draw blood.
* Batgirl shakes her head. "Did daddy confuse us on the whole good vs. evil concept?"
* Batgirl laughs.
<The Manipulator> **The door slides open to a vegasy plush rumpus room and a wellstocked wetbar.**
<Batgirl> "Well, daddy sure knows how to party. Can't deny that."
<The Manipulator> **Veneer tells you "Daddy said we had to bring you back to us...that you got mixed up in the head and it's our job to help him make you know who you are again."
<Batgirl> "Daddy's using you, you know. He's not such a nice guy."
<The Manipulator> **Faux hisses at Veneer as you're wheeled through the doorway. "That's enough!"
<Batgirl> "…He's a little…sick…but I can make him better."
<The Manipulator> **Veneer frowns "Daddy said you'd use mindgames on me…try to play with my mind. That's okay. We'll make you all better, because we love you."**
<Batgirl> "How do you know it's not daddy using the mindgames? Hmmmmmmm?"
<The Manipulator> **Veneer leans over and kisses you on the cheek.**
* Batgirl pulls away from Veneer's touch.
<The Manipulator> "You'll be all better soon. Daddy said so."
* Batgirl whispers to Veneer conspiratorially.
<Batgirl> "Think...plaid skirts…white blouse…"
<The Manipulator> **Faux wheels you to a stop in front of the bar.**
<Batgirl> "…nuns…"
<The Manipulator> **Yeah. I remember them! They tried to make me think I was somebody else--tried to make me live a lie!"**
* Batgirl sighs.
<Batgirl> "Oh yes, god forbid they have you think you're a good girl! We wouldn't want that, now, would we?"
<The Manipulator> **Faux tells Veneer to go sit on the couch and wait for the master.**
<Batgirl> "Where is daddy, by the way? I need to have a few words with him about your...*coughs*..upbringing."
<The Manipulator> **Faux tells you, "He is thorough, no?"**
<Batgirl> "I’m sorry. Did you say 'psycho'?"
<The Manipulator> **Faux backhands you across the face, then squeezes your left breast.**
<Batgirl> "I may have to break down and agree with you on that. That's scary."
* Batgirl winces as the hand stings her face then whips past her.
<The Manipulator> **"Don't worry, we'll have you set right in no time."**
<The Manipulator> **A door next to the bar opens, and Dr. Gerald Ersatz comes out.**
<Batgirl> "Oh! promise???!!! I do SOOOO want to be brainwashed into a mindless bimbo! It's the fantasy of a lifetime!"
* Batgirl turns, grinning.
<The Manipulator> "No, no. We mold strong, upright citizens here at the Manipshire Institute, Batgirl, or should I say, Yvonne Pritchard or whoever you are this week."
<The Manipulator> "Faux, leave me and Veneer with our charge."
<Batgirl> "Yes, girls. 'Daddy' and I need some private time."
* Batgirl winks to the girls.
<The Manipulator> **Faux leaves. Veneer perks up on the edge of the couch.**
<The Manipulator> **Ersatz turns his back to you...peels off the fake eyebrows...the cheekbones...**
<Batgirl> "I have to hand it to you, not really a bad plan, churning out problem girls as henchwomen. Too bad it won't work…"
<Batgirl> "…based on the success rate of your past ventures."
<The Manipulator> "Actually, my dear, it will. It is already. Veneer is my first graduate--my prototype."
* Batgirl grins. "Give me time."
* The Manipulator takes out the false teeth, then takes off the wig.
<Batgirl> "Oh please. Put them back on. They were an improvement."
* The Manipulator takes out the voicebox, hidden under the turtleneck, then turns around, finally showing his true self.
<The Manipulator> THE MANIPULATOR!!!(tm)
<The Manipulator> "Yes, fuckpony, I think I have found my niche."
<Batgirl> "Did you say niche…or bitch?"
<Batgirl> "Now, we need to talk about your child-rearing methods."
* Batgirl feigns a business-like attitude.
<The Manipulator> "Sure. Go on while I change. This tweed bohemian sensitive guy thing just isn't me."
<Batgirl> "By the way, it's spelled b-a-t-g-i-r-l and pronounced the same. Do we need to send you back to remedial reading?"
<The Manipulator> "Veneer, honey, get daddy his favorite shirt and tie, please."
<The Manipulator> **Veneer bounces off to the closet.**
<The Manipulator> "Yahh...fuckpony. The patter is snappy as ever."
<Batgirl> "It's too bad--and I think I mentioned this once before--that you have to brainwash women to get any attention."
<The Manipulator> "Sounds like you want gagged again. You like it when I plug your hole."
<The Manipulator> "I know."
<Batgirl> "Must be a sad sad life for you, never getting a woman willingly."
<The Manipulator> "Sad? I have the first assembly line of evil ever made. Let’s see The Joker pull that shit off!"
<Batgirl> "Yes, but...the woman you truly want never returns your affection."
* Batgirl shakes her head.
<The Manipulator> **Veneer returns with the familiar burgundy shirt and black tie.*
<Batgirl> "Tsk tsk."
<Batgirl> "…your kisses, never returned with the same...vigor."
<The Manipulator> "Thank, you honey.
* The Manipulator pats Veneer on the rump. "Now, make daddy a vodka martini extra dry, mkay?…"
<The Manipulator> "…and then I’ll give you your reward."
<The Manipulator> "Oh, fuckpony. You're like a broken record."
<Batgirl> "Wow! I’m impressed! You train them as bartenders, too? How...innovative."
<Batgirl> "At least you're honest in your advertising."
<The Manipulator> "I’m training them to be much more than that! They will be the most cunning killing machines ever held within skin and bone..."
<The Manipulator> "…and they all will be devoted to me."
<Batgirl> "And, they'll mix a mean martini! What more could any man want?"
* Batgirl mocks you.
<The Manipulator> "They're already from the ghetto--pushers, hustlers, some of them hookers..."
* Batgirl interrupts, "I’m sure the hookers must be 'daddy's' favorites."
* Batgirl grins.
<The Manipulator> "They’ve got half the requirements down already!
* The Manipulator laughs as he buttons up his shirt.
<Batgirl> "..and--to your advantage--they do ANYONE. Looks are unimportant to them!"
* The Manipulator chuckles and adjusts his tie.
<The Manipulator> "Just look at Veneer. She is living proof."
<Batgirl> of your psychosis?
<The Manipulator> "At first, I had my doubts, but when the time came to kill her parents…"
<The Manipulator> "Oh, my..."
* Batgirl gasps quietly.
* Batgirl gets visibly angry.
<The Manipulator> "I still can see the glee in her eyes as she doused them in gasoline and tossed the match on them…"
<The Manipulator> "…and they burned."
* Batgirl snarls and turns her face away "you're sick."
<The Manipulator> **Veneer hands him the martini.**
* The Manipulator kisses Veneer deeply while grabbing her ass.
* Batgirl closes her eyes, unable to shake the image of Veneer's parents and their tormented cries.
* The Manipulator keeps an eye on you as he shoves his tongue down Veneer’s throat and she presses against him.
* Batgirl turns away, lips pursed.
<The Manipulator> "Mmmmmm. You're such a good girl. My little Veneer. Daddy's little Veneer."
<Batgirl> "I’ll stop you...by whatever means necessary…"
<Batgirl> "…and if I’m lucky, I’ll get to kill you in the process."
<The Manipulator> **Veneer's hand goes for The Manipulator's crotch. "Reward, daddy! Reward!" she pouts.**
<The Manipulator> "Soon, sweetie. Daddy has to show our guest some things first."
* Batgirl 's face drains of color as she realizes what the reward for Veneer will be.
<The Manipulator> "Now, baby, why don't you go help Auntie Faux down on level one with the intakes. Okay, sweetie?"
<The Manipulator> "And then I’ll give you your reward."
* Batgirl mumbles "One man's reward is another man's garbage."
<The Manipulator> **Veneer smiles. "Okay, but Auntie Faux gets all bitchy." She bounces off through the steel door to the elevators.**
* Batgirl perks.
* The Manipulator looks after her, grinning.
<Batgirl> "I sense a bit of dissent among the ranks."
<The Manipulator> "She's the prototype. you already saw what she can do."
<Batgirl> "Could it be a bit of...jealousy?"
<The Manipulator> "Faux's always been the rebel."
* The Manipulator shrugs.
* Batgirl grins as she realizes the first weakness in the plan.
<The Manipulator> "So, what do you think of Veneer's physical skills? She's tough, fast, a cunning fighter already."
<Batgirl> "Yes, but the manners on that girl."
* Batgirl shakes her head disapprovingly.
<The Manipulator> "She kicked your ass."
<Batgirl> "Maybe so, but her posture was appalling!"
* Batgirl grins.
<Batgirl> "And you call this a finishing school…tsk tsk tsk."
* The Manipulator laughs.
<The Manipulator> "Let me show you something. In fact, I’ll be killing two birds with one stone."
* The Manipulator gets behind you and wheels you toward the door, out into the hall.
* Batgirl begins to struggle again, violently as her energy level surges, her muscles fighting against the straps digging at her.
<The Manipulator> "Fuckpony, you are just so...persistent."
<Batgirl> "What can I say? You sure don't see to it that your guests are comfortable."
* The Manipulator stops at the elevator and pushes the button. **The door slides open.**
* The Manipulator "In time, you will know comfort…"
<The Manipulator> "…trust me."
* Batgirl pulls with all her strength, trying to force her fists up and out.
<Batgirl> "Ah, I know comfort, and this ain't it."
* The Manipulator wheels you in and pushes the button for level 2.
<The Manipulator> "I’m going to show you the first step in our programming."
<Batgirl> "So, let me think this through. You plan to turn out...how many of these lil bitchbots?"
<The Manipulator> "What you saw up above, is actually part of the final stages."
<Batgirl> "Oh, a full tour! The royal treatment!"
<The Manipulator> "Our first graduating class should be out in the next four months...about 35 girls."
* Batgirl shudders at the thought.
<Batgirl> "And they will all live to serve...you?"
<The Manipulator> "Yes, me…" **The door slides open** "…and me alone."
<Batgirl> "Mmmmm. I see."
* Batgirl nods, her mind lost in thought.
<Batgirl> "And, how do you plan to keep your little charges happy and contented? Aside from your masterful sexual prowess, naturally."
<The Manipulator> "Before we can fill their minds with what we want, we must first erase what is there. Break them down to their primal element."
<The Manipulator> "When I’m done with them, my smile is their happiness."
* Batgirl sneers. "How...heartwarming."
* The Manipulator wheels you over to a balcony, surrounding a large, empty zoocage-like pit.
* Batgirl bucks against the restraints continually, occasionally causing the whole dolley to rock in your hands.
<The Manipulator> "Now, my sweet, you can see level 2."
Batgirl looks quizzically at the cage, trying to imagine it’s purpose.
* The Manipulator jams his hand between your legs and presses up.
* Batgirl gasps.
<The Manipulator> "Now, fuckpony, you need to behave...and watch…very...carefully..."
<Batgirl> "Get your disgusting hands off me, you psycho."
<The Manipulator> "Smile when you say that, fuckpony."
<The Manipulator> **A trapdoor in the ceiling slides open.*
* Batgirl grunts as she presses her weight against the straps, throwing her weight over and over again, with no results.
<The Manipulator> "And remember, I don't leave any loose ends."
* Batgirl watches the door intently, struggling subsiding momentarily.
<The Manipulator> **A small figure in a harness hanging from a rope, is being lowered.**
<The Manipulator> **It is...DR. LEON PETROVSKY (tm)!**
<The Manipulator> "Remember Dr. Petrovsky, fuckpony?"
* Batgirl looks over at you in stunned confusion.
<The Manipulator> "Told you I'd hunt him down and that he would help me get my machine up and running, or die. Well, he made his decision a while back."
* Batgirl nods slowly, her eyes fixed once again on the little man.
<The Manipulator> **Petrovsky's feet dangle in the air as he yells, "Please! Don't! I beg you!"**
<Batgirl> "So easy to prey on the weak and helpless isn't it?"
* Batgirl 's lips curl into a grin
<The Manipulator> "Found the little bastard resuming his plastic surgery practice in Belize. He refused to help me rebuild--said it was insanity. All of a sudden this little slimebucket has some integrity."
<Batgirl> "Heavens, NO! not that!!!! Kill the bastard!"
<The Manipulator> "Well, he will pay the price."
<The Manipulator> "YOU HEARD THE LADY DOCTOR! YOU MUST DIE!"
* Batgirl looks at you in horror, realizing now that's exactly what you'd planned.
<Batgirl> "NOOOOOOO!"
<The Manipulator> **at the bottom of the pit, doors slide open and suddenly hordes of ravenous, naked teenage girls pour out, biting, snapping, snarling.**
<Batgirl> "My God, you're more insane than I realized!"
<The Manipulator> "Yes, Batgirl. We rebuild our girls, from the inside out."
<Batgirl> "Take out their hearts so they're a chip off the old block, eh?"
<The Manipulator> **Petrovsky is slowly lowered into the pit. Some of the dirtyfaced, crazyeyed girls see him and scramble to get under him, trampling one another…**
<The Manipulator> "Oh! Did I tell you we get federal and state funding? Your tax dollars at work."
* The Manipulator laughs.
<The Manipulator> **…Their growls and shrieks echo.**
* Batgirl 's face contorts into an expression of sheer pain as she watches.
<The Manipulator> **As petrovsky is lowered, they jump for him, until he's lowered into the crowd...and they literally tear him apart...and eat him.**
* Batgirl turns away, unable to watch the utter display of savagery taking place.
<The Manipulator> "Ahhh, yes. I'm up for the Governor's Service Award this month, fuckpony. What do you think of that, hmmm?"
<The Manipulator> **Some of the girls start fighting each other over a small scrap of Petrovsky's flesh.**
* Batgirl sneers, turning her face from the debacle occurring before her eyes.
<Batgirl> "Who'd you have to...errr...service to get that?"
* Batgirl grins.
<The Manipulator> "You just don't get it. To the world, I am on the cutting edge of juvenile rehabilitation.**
* The Manipulator starts pushing you down the hall.
<Batgirl> "Well, I’m not so sure they're gonna take flesh ripping too kindly. Just an educated guess on my part, though."
<The Manipulator> "Ha...silly fuckpony."
<Batgirl> "Oh, by the way, Ms. ...err...Fugazi…is ready to come out of the closet, I think."
* Batgirl chuckles.
* The Manipulator wheels you back into the elevator and back up to the rumpus room level.
<The Manipulator> "Oh, her...I may have to find a new headmistress. She's not cutting it. It may be just the job for a strong, tough, assertive woman as yourself."
<The Manipulator> **The door slides open to the rumpus room and The Manipulator wheels you to a stop.**
<Batgirl> "Gosh, those must be tough to come by. Well, combined with the need for a strong stomach to handle the uh...more distasteful aspects of the brainwa...err..."reform."
<The Manipulator> "We need to cruise to the phase of our program that involves you, fuckpony."
<Batgirl> "Would that be the phase where you end up in Arkham?"
* The Manipulator leans close to you, nose almost touching yours.
<The Manipulator> "Please. You were giving me such crisp dialogue and now that trite Arkham shit again."
<The Manipulator> "You need to be quiet."
* Batgirl feels the latex of her mask slide over her cheeks, toward her mouth.
* Batgirl remains motionless, the quiet heaving of her chest the only thing betraying her.
<Batgirl> "Mmmmmpphhhh!"
* Batgirl thrashes her head from side to side as the latex completely engulfs her mouth.
* The Manipulator laughs as the ends meet, sealing your lips, making your face a mask of black rubber, except for your eyes and nose.
* Batgirl struggles to breathe, her nostrils flaring, eyes wide.
<The Manipulator> "Yes. That's much better, fuckpony."
<Batgirl> "MMMMMmmmpphhh! Uuuuuummmphhhh!"
* Batgirl feels the codpiece on her uniform tighten against her crotch.
<Batgirl> **The latex of the mask follows Batgirl's lip movements, stretching slightly as her lips fight to part under it.**
* Batgirl sucks for air as the codpiece tightens.
* The Manipulator squeezes your breast and runs a finger over the outline of your lips.
<The Manipulator> **The pressure increases against your pussy.**
* Batgirl glares at you, her eyes filled with rage, her body thrashing side to side under the strict bindings.
<The Manipulator> "Yes, fuckpony. You belong to me. You always have."
* Batgirl shakes her head violently. "MMMMMMmppphhhhhhhh!!!!!!"
* The Manipulator waves his hand in front of your face, and everything is instantly normal once again.
* Batgirl sneers.
<Batgirl> "God, I hate it when that happens."
<The Manipulator> "Not as tough as you think?"
<Batgirl> "Unstrap me and we'll see who's tough…"
<Batgirl> "…or do you fear that?"
* The Manipulator looks down between your legs.
<The Manipulator> "You have a bit of a stain on your uniform it seems."
<The Manipulator> "Fuckpony, I’m into what's on the inside. You know that."
<Batgirl> "Did I mention it's time to get a new schtick. This one is getting a bit tired."
* The Manipulator strokes a finger gently over the wetness.
<Batgirl> "Come to think of it, I think it's time to get a new fuckpony."
* Batgirl wrinkles her nose.
<Batgirl> "You bore me."
<The Manipulator> "Why should I, when I have you?"
<Batgirl> "Typical male. It's all about you."
* Batgirl snickers.
<Batgirl> "What about my needs?"
* The Manipulator chuckles.
<The Manipulator> "Now, I suppose you are wondering how all this actually is relevant to you."
<Batgirl> "Hmmm. Now that you mention it, no."
<The Manipulator> "Well, let's take a trip back down to severe behavior modification and find out."
* The Manipulator whistles Grieg's "In The Hall of the Mountain King" as he wheels you down the hall to Severe Behavior Modification.
<Batgirl> "I have to wonder if you user-tested these methods yourself. Seems unfair to put these women through something you're not willing to experience yourself, eh?"
<The Manipulator> "Fuckpony, I'm hopelessly devoted to myself already."
* Batgirl notices a distinct lack of activity in the halls as she's wheeled through them.
<The Manipulator> **The door to SBM slides open, and you are wheeled into a room that appears nearly empty, save for a table, some shackles on the wall, and a chair with leather straps on the arms, legs, and back.**
* The Manipulator wheels you to a stop in the middle.
<Batgirl> "Do we have reservations? Where's the maitre'd? I'd snap my fingers for him, but…well, I’m a bit tied up right now.
* The Manipulator smiles lasciviously.
<The Manipulator> **Just then, the door slides open.**
<Batgirl> "You know, if I had a few minutes alone, I could slip into something more comfor..."
* Batgirl stops mid-sentence.
* The Manipulator, without turning, yells.
<The Manipulator> "I TOLD YOU PEOPLE TO LEAVE ME ALONE! TOLD YOU I WAS GONNA BE BUSY! DAMN...WHAT--"
* The Manipulator stops in midsentence, seeing Facade, Faux, and Veneer with a beaten and tied girl being held upright by them.
<The Manipulator> "What's this?"
<Batgirl> "Uh oh..somebody's henchbitches are in trouble. Tsk tsk tsk."
<The Manipulator> **Facade says, "Caught this little bitch trying to use the phone in the office, tried dialing 911…"**
<The Manipulator> "She's the one that pulled the note shit in the cafeteria."
<Batgirl> "Joanie?! Noooo!"
* Batgirl 's face twists at the sight of Joanie's swollen, bruised, bleeding face.
<The Manipulator> **Joanie looks up at you weakly, mouth tightly gagged with a leather strap, ropes cutting into her flesh. She has a nosebleed and a blackened eye. Blood stains litter the now-soiled white of her blouse.**
* Batgirl struggles vehemently, managing to knock you off your balance, the dolley crashing to the floor.
<The Manipulator> "Uff...!"
<The Manipulator> "Facade!"
* The Manipulator looks down at you for a second, enjoying your struggling.
<The Manipulator> "Go back up top. You and Boguslowski have the run of the place. Tell Fugazi to make sure she's the buffer between us and any info leaks."
* Batgirl wriggles against the metal of the dolley, an exposed bolt digging into her at the thigh.
* Batgirl pauses for a second, her helpless struggling beginning to frustrate her.
<The Manipulator> "Faux! Get up there back in street clothes and keep tabs on the general population. I want Joanie's roommate and anyone else she was around alot incarcerated on level one."
<The Manipulator> "We'll stop this revolution before it starts. Now, Veneer, baby, bring her over."
<Batgirl> "Seems not everybody's happy in pleasant valley, hmmmm?"
<The Manipulator> **Joanie, too weak from the beatings, slumps to the floor. Veneer pulls her over by her hair.**
* Batgirl growls "Stop that!"
<The Manipulator> **Veneer sticks her tongue out at you as she drags Joanie to a halt at her master's feet.**
* Batgirl feels an adrenaline rush and forces her hands upward, the straps slipping up towards her elbows slightly.
<The Manipulator> **Veneer says, "She was being a little bitch daddy. I had to kick her butt."**
<The Manipulator> "And you did a fine job, sweetie.
* The Manipulator kisses Veneer on the forehead.
* Batgirl squirms under the straps working them millimeter by millimeter up her arms, giving herself more leverage
<The Manipulator> **Veneer looks over at you and sees you struggling.**
* Batgirl manages just then to slip her hands from under the restraints.
<The Manipulator> "Daddy! She's getting loose!"
* Batgirl clutches at the straps across her chest, pulling with all her strength.
* The Manipulator turns, as Veneer springs to your side.
* Batgirl presses her shoulders forward as hard as she can, the straps stretching.
* Batgirl 's face turns red as she grunts and struggles to get free.
<The Manipulator> **Veneer chops you hard in the side of the neck.*
<Batgirl> "Aaaaarggggh!!!!"
<The Manipulator> **Veneer chops you again, harder.**
* Batgirl clutches Veneer's throat and pulls her close.
<The Manipulator> **Veneer gasps.**
* The Manipulator laughs, and grabs a handful of Joanie's hair.
* Batgirl digs her fingers into Veneer’s skin, squeezing them closer and closer together as Veneer fights to breathe.
* Batgirl crushes Veneer's windpipe as she flails.
<Batgirl> "Let her go."
<Batgirl> "Veneer, honey…"
<The Manipulator> **Veneer cries, "Daddy..."**
<Batgirl> "…if you'd like to breathe, reach around and undo my straps."
* Batgirl clenches her hand tighter.
* Batgirl pulls Veneer's face to hers.
<Batgirl> "Do it...now."
<The Manipulator> "Veneer, darling, it's okay. Undo her straps. She won't hurt us because of Joanie."
<The Manipulator> **Veneer reaches over and undoes your restraints.**
* Batgirl eyes you warily, still clutching Veneer by the throat.
* Batgirl works herself free as Veneer undoes the restraints.
<The Manipulator> "Now get up and back a way from her, or I will kill Joanie."
* Batgirl springs to her feet, dragging Veneer with her like a rag doll.
* Batgirl gives you a steely gaze, remaining still.
* Batgirl uses her free hand to pull out her batrope and wraps it around Veneer's throat.
<The Manipulator> "Did I mention that the county coroner who would do the autopsy on her body is named Ms. Faye King? I'd be in the clear…totally...and my institute would go on."
<Batgirl> "Without ‘daddy's little girl.’"
<The Manipulator> "…and Joanie would be just another unfortunate freak brain aneurysm."
* Batgirl winces at the thought, the rope tightening around Veneer's neck.
<Batgirl> "You'll kill Joanie either way."
<The Manipulator> "…and you'll be committing murder."
* Batgirl wraps the rope around her hands, the rope now visibly cutting into Veneer's flesh.
<The Manipulator> **Veneer shrieks, tears running down her face..."DADDYYYYYY!"**
* Batgirl sighs, not wanting to relent.
* The Manipulator cracks Joanie in the back of the head and she slumps unconscious.
<The Manipulator> **Behind you, you hear a female voice, suspiciously familiar. "Let her go, Batgirl."**
* Batgirl gasps as Joanie falls.
<The Manipulator> "Let her go, and take your rightful place back with us..."
<The Manipulator> "…where you belong."
* Batgirl looks to Joanie and lets the rope slip down over Veneer's pert breasts, to the floor.
<The Manipulator> **Veneer scurries across the floor back to The Manipulator, hugging his leg.**
<Batgirl> "Oh, I don’t think I'd make a good Stepford wife, but thanks so much for the kind offer."
<The Manipulator> **The female presence comes up behind you, closer. "That's good, now you've come home."**
* Batgirl remains with her back to the voice, looking at ease but ready to strike.
* The Manipulator lets Veneer claw at his belt buckle, yearning for his cock like a suckling babe...
* Batgirl walks to Joanie on the floor and crouches to her, picking Joanie up in her arms and cradling her.
<The Manipulator> **Around to your right, the person slowly comes into your field of view. She is wearing a black catsuit. Her hair is long, wavy, and red, spilling over her shoulders--just like yours...**
<The Manipulator> **She is your height and build...and her face....**
* Batgirl stands, frozen, mind frantically trying to process the image.
<Batgirl> "No, it can't be."
<The Manipulator> **…she looks just like you.*
* Batgirl closes her eyes and tries to shake off the apparition.
<The Manipulator> **The stranger smiles warmly, with your lips...your teeth.**
* Batgirl hugs Joanie tighter, and starts wobbling backwards toward the door.
<The Manipulator> "Fuckpony, you can't get out. I have the door code."
* The Manipulator tilts his head back and shuts his eyes, as Veneer hungrily takes his cock into her mouth.
* Batgirl looks to the windows frantically.
<The Manipulator> **The stranger says, "We need to come home. We need to be together again."
* Batgirl whispers "Noooooo..." as she backs against the door.
* Batgirl feels her brain slipping into a confused fog.
<The Manipulator> **Your twin extends a gloved hand, "I...we...are one...and the same." She continues, closer to you now, within a foot.**
<The Manipulator> **Veneer slurps, cooing and stroking herself as she sucks off her master.**
* Batgirl 's back slides down the door as the woman approaches, finally coming to rest on the floor, with Joanie in her lap, her head shaking slowly side to side.
* Batgirl mumbles "no" over and over, lips mouthing the words as she clutches Joanie.
<The Manipulator> "Allow me to introduce the real you...we are..."
<The Manipulator> "…Patina (tm)."
* Batgirl 's eyes glaze over, her brain now only processing 50 percent of what you're saying.
<The Manipulator> **Patina/you leans over and presses her lips gently against your forehead.**
* The Manipulator grunts and smiles, as Veneer swallows every drop of his cum.
* Batgirl feels a shiver down her spine as the lips touch her head, a single tear rolling down her cheek, leaving a trail of wetness down her face, down the latex of her mask..
<The Manipulator> "We are Patina. We have come home."
* Batgirl curls into a fetal position, mumbling incoherently.
* The Manipulator and Veneer crouch next to you, fresh from their oral romp.
* The Manipulator leans in, lips next to your ear.
* Batgirl stares forward, almost catatonically.
<The Manipulator> "You need sleep, Patina. we have much work to do...to welcome you back into our family."
* Batgirl nods slowly, eyes blinking languidly.
* The Manipulator presses a sweetsmelling cloth over your nose and mouth.
* Batgirl breathes deeply, welcoming the vapors into her lungs, a soft contented smile crossing her face as she begins to slip into unconsciousness.

To be continued…

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