Barbara Gordon/Batgirl-Kirsten Dunst; Lani Gilbert/Velvet Tiger-Denise Richards

Felicia Mark-Jodi Ann Paterson, Doreen Henry-Dalene Kurtis,

Mayor Charlotte Mays-Cheryl Ladd, Alexis Brill-Morgan Fairchild

Lani Gilbert smiled smugly at her monitor as she saw the confirmation of deposit to her already bulging bank account. Her computer firm, Gilcom, had just completed delivery of several thousand new computers to the Gotham City Government. She had easily won the bidding process with a very aggressive offer. What Gotham's penny pinching municipal officials failed to notice, however, were the little 'extras' the new Gilcom machines had built in.

Each machine delivered by Gilcom had a small, almost undetectable worm in the operating code. Every letter, transaction, account or record in the entire city was made easily accessible from Gilcom's mainframe. Now, in the skilled hands of Gilcom's master hacker Felicia Mark, that information had become a veritable gold mine for Lani. In her guise as the mysterious Velvet Tiger, she had used every available tidbit of information to blackmail and extort government officials.

No event was more dreaded these days in Gotham City than an anonymous call from the silver-tongued Velvet Tiger for her knowledge of compromising and incriminating facts and half-truths made her a premiere shake-down artist and her bulging Swiss bank account was ample evidence of her talent. With the new access that Felicia's clever programming gave her, she now had the power to put the screws to anyone she chose; anywhere in Gotham's mammoth bureaucracy.

Perhaps the person least likely to get 'stung' by the Velvet Tiger's insidious schemes was a mousy career librarian named Barbara Gordon. Barbara maintained the huge database at the Gotham Public Library assisted by her bright assistant librarian, Doreen Henry. On this day, they applied themselves to their necessary, but tedious, jobs of maintaining the immense library database.

In Gilcom's executive suite, Lani peered eagerly over Felicia's shoulder as the rogue programmer showed off her skill. Lani's lips curled in an evil grin as she appreciated the implications of what they'd managed to do. Felicia had empowered Lani to loot any budget or account in the city government and deposit the funds in her Swiss account. The encryption technology was so cutting edge that the transaction was virtually undetectable. Any Gotham politician or department head could be made to appear to be a thief for the record of withdrawal was very evident and very public. But the deposit? Totally hidden. The extortion victim would have no defense or explanation for their alleged nefarious action.

The Velvet Tiger purred her approval as she gently rubbed Felicia's elegant neck. Seconds later, Lani speed dialed a very important Gilcom investor. Alexis Brill cackled with delight as Lani told her what they'd just accomplished.

"May I call you Ms. Mayor, Alexis?" Lani purred in a sexy whisper.

"By all means. It's in the bag, thanks to you," Brill replied joyfully.

Alexis Brill, CEO of Brill Investments, one of Wall Street's most successful trading firms, listened carefully to Lani; her spike heels resting comfortably on the corner of her Honduran mahogany desk. Having conquered the investment community with a sexy combination of cunning and ruthlessness, she now had her sights set on another goal - becoming Mayor of Gotham City. To accomplish that, she'd retained the services of the Velvet Tiger!

The office of Mayor was currently occupied by Charlotte Mays, the former deputy mayor who'd been elevated to her job by the unexpected death of former Mayor Galloway. Now in her first months in office, Ms. Mays had impressed Gothamites by her honesty and integrity. She was laying a firm foundation for her election in the Fall.

For instinctive plunderers like Brill and Gilbert, that wasn't good news! Gilbert, in particular, had a vendetta against the Mayor for her effort when she was Deputy Mayor, to look into the Gilcom computer bid a little more carefully than Lani would have liked. Charlotte had the street smarts to know when a deal was 'too good to be true' but the Velvet Tiger's blackmail threats had led other, less honest, politicians to approve the deal over her objection.

Now, although Lani had the contract, she couldn't forgive Mays' opposition. As for Brill, the new Mayor was just a small obstacle in her path to more power and influence. In Brill's megalomaniac eyes, the 'acting' Mayor was merely another bug to be squashed.

But the Gotham Library had never had a better friend than Charlotte Mays. One of her first acts as mayor was to appropriate more funding for libraries in the poorer, outlying neighborhoods to encourage reading. To people like Barbara, the new Mayor was a champion and they soon formed a deep friendship as they formulated more literacy programs. To the new Mayor, forming bonds with her most dedicated people was a high priority and no one was more dedicated than Barbara.

Except perhaps - her assistant Doreen. One morning, when Barbara arrived at her desk at 8:30, she found an ashen-faced Doreen waiting for her. Barbara could tell that something big was up.

"We're being hacked - big time," the excited Doreen explained.

It was her practice to arrive at work at 6:30 AM and take an hour or two to just cruise the system looking for problems, or at least anomalies. As Doreen shared her suspicions with her astonished supervisor, an equally dedicated Felicia was busy draining millions of dollars from Gotham Cities coffers. As she completed her transactions, she handed a list of 'victims' to the crafty Velvet Tiger, who prepared to make her very persuasive blackmail threats to the department heads being set up.

For those who failed to cooperate, the Brill for Mayor publicity machine was all too willing to leak incriminating information to a salivating press corps. As careers were ruined, Lani's bank account grew, Brill's election chances improved and Felicia's paycheck tripled. There had never been a better time to be a heartless villainess in Gotham City!

The villainesses' plan was indeed a thing of beauty, but they failed to factor in the tenaciousness of their opponents. Doreen, having uncovered a shred of evidence about Felicia's clever script, spent every waking hour searching for more clues. Alexis Brill's campaign of innuendo and character assassination meanwhile, had forced Mayor Mays to get in touch with the street fighter buried deep within her. And Velvet Tiger made a big mistake one night when she called Police Commissioner Gordon, Barbara's father.

Earlier in the day, Felicia had made a million dollars disappear from the police department budget, a transaction that would normally have required the commissioner's explicit approval. The innocent commissioner was outraged to get the sexy blackmailer's call and he told her in no uncertain terms to, 'stick it'.

The next morning, the news media slavishly reported the Brill propaganda that the Police Commissioner was unable - or unwilling - to account for the missing million. Attack campaign ads quickly appeared, scandalizing the commissioner and the apparently 'asleep at the wheel' Mayor, who wouldn't know corruption if it bit her on her luscious ass.

But the Commissioner had recorded Velvet Tiger's blackmail call and Barbara made her own copy, then played it over and over. Suddenly, she recognized the identity of the voice for, coincidentally, Lani Gilbert’s voice was everywhere on TV ads; appearing as a respected business leader, supporting the candidacy of 'a woman who understands how to manage a business' -- Alexis Brill! Barbara taped the TV ad and used her sophisticated computer to electronically compare the voices on the two tapes. The conclusion was inescapable - Velvet Tiger and Lani Gilbert were one in the same!

Meanwhile, Doreen's persistence at the keyboard was also paying off! After hours of trial and error, she finally located and identified Felicia's insidious script. She fired off a triumphant e-mail - "I've found you asshole, now let's get it on!"

Seconds after pressing the 'SEND' key, Doreen unleashed her own program that completely blew away the Gilcom script. At Gilcom headquarters, an outraged Felicia angrily kicked in the screen of her computer’s monitor. Then Felicia gathered herself and frantically attempted to find the antidote for Doreen's poison pill. She was completely unaware that Doreen, in the flesh, was slowly and silently creeping up behind her at that very moment.

******

The third and final Mayor's candidate debate was about to begin. While most pundits had judged the first debate a slam dunk for the aggressive challenger Brill, the second had been an equally impressive comeback for Mayor Mays. Now, with only a week until election day, the race was neck and neck. The stakes couldn’t have been higher.

From a secluded pay phone near the municipal auditorium, Velvet Tiger - dressed in her erotic tiger striped outfit - was calling Commissioner Gordon's cell phone one last time.

"The choice is yours, Commissioner," she purred. "You can be exhibit #1 in Ms. Brill's litany of official corruption in the Mays administration OR save yourself and your family a great deal of misery by depositing $200,000 in my account. And, I will promise you this - play ball with me and Mayor-Elect Brill will retain you as Police Commissioner. Refuse, and you can be sure you’ll be the whipping boy in tonight's debate."

As she finished the last word of the threat, the phone was ripped from Velvet Tiger’s fingers. Standing over her shoulder was a wild-eyed Batgirl who was at that instant preparing her assault. But Velvet Tiger, still seated, was able to react with a solid elbow back into Batgirl's vulnerable belly. The next few minutes would impress upon Batgirl the fact that her chosen identity of a Tiger hadn’t been by chance.

But as Commissioner Gordon heard the fracas on the dangling pay phone, he rejoiced in the fact that the blackmailer had at last been confronted by someone. From his location backstage at the debate, he felt confident that something big - and good - was about to go down.

Back at Gilcom, Doreen had her hands clasped around Felicia's slender neck. While the obsessed villainess frantically pecked away at her keyboard, the blonde assailant had attacked and lifted her out of her chair in a strong, two-handed choke. Felicia reached back frantically, but to no avail as Doreen drove a turbo-charged knee into the brunette's shapely butt. Doreen remained in control as she forced her despicable enemy to her knees.

Releasing her controlling choke, Doreen quickly clasped her hands in an ax-handle and hit Felicia on the skull with astonishing force. The criminal programmer crumpled to the floor, struggling as Doreen rolled her over and ripped open her blouse and bra. Trapped in a schoolgirl pin, the Felicia was helpless to prevent a thorough, and richly deserved, ass-kicking, complete with a lesson in Bitch Slapping 101 - followed by a graduate seminar in nipple twisting.

The tit torture soon gave way to a humiliating facesit, as the triumphant Doreen pulled off her panties and planted her ample ass on the sobbing and blushing Felicia's face. Doreen polished her face to a glowing sheen before she finally got off and dragged her helpless rival up by the hair, then and put her to sleep with a left hook that she drove home with the power of a cannonball.

Standing triumphantly over her rivals limp body, Doreen took out her cell phone and paged Barbara, who was in a completely different combat experience of her own. Velvet Tiger had claws and knew how to use them. Batgirl found herself in full retreat as the Velvet Tiger flashed her claws, shredding Batgirl’s uniform and leaving deep, dark scratches on the nubile flesh beneath. Bloody streaks covered Batgirl's face and her full breasts as she struggled to avoid being ripped to shreds until she could find a way to retake the offensive.

Batgirl’s reflexes, honed by a sudden flow of adrenaline, led her to instinctively duck under a savage punch that would surely have finished her. She set herself under the extended arm of her rival and drove a short, powerful right to Velvet Tiger's pussy. The punch registered in Velvet Tiger's eyes as they bugged out in pain.

Then Batgirl dropped her shoulder and upended the Tiger, spilling her face down on the ground. Batgirl rolled and scrambled to her feet ahead of her opponent. She secured a firm grasp of both ankles and bent Velvet Tiger's legs forward, pinning her heels to her ass.

As the villainess squirmed violently, Batgirl reached down with her free hand and jerked Tiger's head back sharply by the hair. She drove the villainess' head sharply into the floor, then started to twist Velvet Tiger's legs into unnatural positions. The villainess howled in pain as her knees, hip joints and ankles were stretched and bent into excruciating positions.

******

Inside the auditorium, the final mayoral debate began with Alexis Brill on the attack, making reference after reference to the unexplained disappearance of public funds. She made specific reference to the scandal involving Police Commissioner Gordon who, she noted wryly to a chuckle from the audience, “…is cowering behind the curtain backstage.”

Just as Alexis was driving home her point, she stopped speaking when she noted a disturbance in the back of the auditorium. As the studio lights came up, the astonished crowd witnessed the sight of a bloody, half-naked and heavily panting Batgirl dragging the nude body of Velvet Tiger down the aisle with a fistful of villainess hair in either fist.

Forcing the criminal to her feet on weak and twisted legs, Batgirl demanded she confess, “…loud and clear so everyone can hear it!”

She emphasized her demand with a forceful armbar that contorted Velvet Tiger's face in pain. The audience heard a partial and very tepid confession until Batgirl reached around and violently twisted the nipples on Velvet Tiger's drooping and badly battered breasts. Instantly, the weeping villain dropped to her knees and confessed everything; her babbling confession implicating Alexis Brill directly.

The cameras moved in for a close-up of Brill's ashen face as her crimes were exposed but the disgraced candidate made a quick run for the exits. Suddenly, a stern-faced Commissioner Gordon appeared from behind the curtains to block her retreat. As she spun back 180 degrees, she never saw the solid right cross that Mayor Mays had prepared for her.

On live TV, before five million viewers, Mayor Mays dropped the despicable Alexis Brill on her ass, up close and personal. The Mayor’s feet and fists flew at warp speed, leaving welts all over Alexis' alabaster skin. The cameras moved in for close-ups as the Mayor unleashed a dozen stinging backhanded slaps to her rival's gorgeous face, turning Brill's cute button nose into a bloody faucet.

Several more solid punches left the challenger with split and swollen lips and two puffy shiners where her baby blues used to dazzle. Then the rampaging Mayor ripped open Brill's navy blue power suit as the partisan crowd shouted their approval. Although Velvet Tiger's confession was over and a part of history, Batgirl felt no desire to stop the nipple twisting. While the Mayor drove her knee into Alexis' vulnerable pussy and lifted her high-heeled feet off the floor, the crowd went ballistic.

Still, Mayor Mays was far from done. A thorough spanking of Ms. Brill's bare bottom followed, then as a remembrance of the historic occasion, each Mays supporter in attendance was given a commemorative pubic hair, each one individually plucked from Brill's pussy by the Mayor herself.

After every loyal Mays supporter had been satisfied, Mayor Mays let Brill keep the half-dozen or so remaining pubic hairs as she invited Police Commissioner Gordon to join her on stage to arrest and handcuff the villain. In the history of American campaign debates, no participant had fallen so far and so fast as Alexis Brill who was led limping; seething and cursing, to a waiting squad car as Commissioner Gordon read her her Miranda rights.

Close behind in another squad car, Batgirl contemptuously threw the body of the devastated Velvet Tiger. As the felons were driven away to certain conviction and incarceration, Commissioner Gordon embraced the wounded but triumphant Batgirl, still blissfully unaware that the woman beneath the mask was his own beloved daughter Barbara.