"Mphpmmmmm," Batgirl moaned into a dirty green cloth gag that was tightly wrapped around her lower face, she was currently forced to sit in a chair with her wrists bound behind the chair back with her ankles pulled together and held in place with a thick crisscross weaving of rope. "Ngngn!" she grunted sharply as she pulled at her bonds, though the rope merely strained to her struggles along with a loud creak of the chair. She was also looking a little roughed up, as she had been investigating a break in only to find a thug trying to get a safe open.
Naturally she entered into a fist fight with the large thug and came out on top, but in her