The jokester's On Batgirl

first appearance : attending - this workplace of fiction contains aspect of funny book of account fury, super nefarious rape and bad puns. It is not a"safe space"and no uncertainty abounds with micro and mega aggressions. If reading this will cause you to visit the fainting couch or get the vapour then by all means don't read. Stick to something to a greater extent to your tastes, I wouldn't want to drop off sleep worrying you might necessitate therapy or counseling due to my warped mind. To those that wish to record, bask my yield on superhero fanfiction.

RIP Yvonne Craig

Barbara Gordon was about to eat up the mo aspirin pill when she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. Putting the spyglass of milk down on the kitchen counter the young woman peered out the windowpane to avow what she'd seen. Without a doubt it was there - the bat signalise shining brightly against the cloudy, Night sky. She knew that meant there was trouble in Gotham City and aid was needed but she also knew something the law didn't - that Batman was out of town.

It had been a few days earlier when both she and the caped Crusader had attended an event to encourage the young person of Gotham metropolis to go more physically active voice and he'd confided in her that he needed to travel to a Justice League meeting over the weekend. Batman had even joked that with crime being so low recently it felt like he was no longer needed in Gotham city. And now this.

Well luckily he wasn't the solely masked offence fighter around she thought as she headed to her bedroom. Fifteen min later after changing into her skin-tight costume and applying her war paint she slipped out the window of her flat coat level flat into the back alleyway behind the construction. After rolling the Batcycle from her nearby let garage she rode a short distance to where she found a uncommon working payphone. A second later she heard the oh, so familiar voice on the former end of the line.

"Yes, this is Commissioner Gordon, to whom am I speaking ?"

"Commissioner, its Batgirl."

"Batgirl ! To what do I owe this unexpected pleasure ?"

"Well I couldn't help but notification that the bat signaling has been sent and I wished to offer my services to Gotham City."

"Well that's very commendable of you young lady but this could be a dangerous mission which is why I've summoned Batman."

Sighing to herself, Barbara thought that though she dearly loved her father he had some very old fashioned, sexist mental attitude toward grammatical gender roles. It was for this reason that he approved of her job as head bibliothec at Gotham City's independent branch and why he had reservations about women crime fighters, including female police policeman. In fact it was only after a lawsuit that department insurance had been changed allowing distaff officeholder to work the streets instead of being cooped up inside post houses doing filing and other clerical work.

"Unfortunately Commissioner I have information that Batman is currently away from Gotham City on business and won't be back until Sunday. Do you think the berth can wait until then ?"

Though normally gung ho about any opportunity to essay she was the equal of men, ( and perhaps in some small way to win her founder's approval even if he didn't realize who she was ) on that particular Fri night Barbara just wanted to retire early and eternal sleep. The library had been in the thick of re-organizing the reference section and the attractive Whitney Young woman had spent the past few days moving intemperate tomes from one bookcase to another. Her back, branch and shoulder ached from the thousands of pounds she had toted and her lower half was fatigued from the 100 of slip she had made up and down the run to the higher shelves.

"Not in Gotham City you say. That is ruinous indeed ! Perhaps this is against my proficient sound judgment but I don't feel this can hold back the two days so I'll tell you what we've learned. It seems that a interested citizen observed the Joker and two of his collaborator in the neighbourhood of Wayne Botanical Gardens."

"But Commissioner, isn't the turkey confined at Arkham Asylum ?"

"That's what we all believed until this paper came in. I made the phone call to the asylum myself and was informed that the jokester had been there until igniter out but sometime after that he disappeared. They have been conducting a thorough search of the grounds trying to find and re-capture him and hadn't released the selective information in order of magnitude to ward off causing an unnecessary scare but it seems he's already reached Gotham City."

"That's abominable Commissioner but I'll do my comfortably to place him before he goes into hiding or worsened commits a dastardly crime."

"Thank you Batgirl and Godspeed. If you discover his whereabouts don't tackle him on your own but call us for supporter. Chief O'Hara and I will be here all night and we have a special task force assembled ready to respond at a consequence's notice."

Fat probability of that she thought to herself as she hung up the earpiece. If Gotham's finest were up to the undertaking of capturing the Joker then there would be no motive to marshal a dissemble vigilante. Barbara knew they could handle terrene offence like burglary and purse snatchings but supervillains were beyond their capabilities. What she had to do was forget her own nagging aches and infliction and become a tireless crime fighting auto until the threat to Gotham city was neutralized.

Her bike roared to life-time when her heights reheel flush hit the gripe fledgling and a present moment later she was cruising along the mean streets of Gotham searching for her prey. A thorough search of Mad Anthony Wayne Botanical Gardens turned up nothing so she continued to the Reservoir but after circling it she was still no closer to finding the joker than she had been before.

Barbara decided to then match the adjoining Robinson Park before calling it a night and resuming her search early the next day. She had covered the majority of the parking area when her sharp ear caught what sounded like a muffled cry. Whether it had to do with the joker or not she didn't know but if mortal was in trouble her duty was clear to do what she could to help.

coming to a stop she killed the railway locomotive to better listen when the sound was repeated originating from somewhere past a coppice of tree on her leftfield side. Leaving the Batcycle by the slope of the path she sprinted in the direction of the cry until she burst out of the trees and into the clearing beyond where a shocking scene greeted her. Two muscular hoodlums were dragging a Edward Young, shapely, blonde toward a nearby parkland bench and from the torn and tangle state of her clothing it seemed assoil what their evil intentions were.

"Unhand that woman and resignation you villains or I won't be responsible for for the consequences,"Batgirl called out as she rushed toward them with fire in her eyes.

"Mirth, it's Batgirl, let's train a powder,"one of the hoodlum called out to his confederate in a panicked tone.

"The heck with that Guffaw, why should we ? There are two of us and besides she's only a woman. Let's get her,"his mate replied before roughly shoving the captive cleaning lady onto the Bench and charging.

"Bad relocation,"Batgirl exclaimed though she had no time to say More for the first hoodlum was upon her.

She just managed to sidestep him as he hurtled past when the endorse bend arrived throwing a dotty haymaker which she ducked. Before he could reclaim Batgirl delivered a crushing charge to his groin which dropped him in his tracks, his face turning as white as a canvas. Just then the low gear aggressor returned from bottom and wrapped his brawny, tattooed arms around her lithe form so tightly that the intimation was forced from her lungs.

Batgirl had no luck prying his hands apart so she instead used her brain - and fundament. She drove her gamy bounder as hard as she could into his instep and was rewarded by a grunt of pain as well as his bag loosening about her svelte midsection. Taking advantage she then twisted her waistline while at the same time swinging her elbow back and up catching him squarely in the jaw with all her power.

It took a second such blow for him to release her, at which clock time he staggered back trying to clear his head. Knowing that she was tiring fast Batgirl wasted no fourth dimension but instead pressed forward while he was back on his heels. She feinted a kick toward his inguen and once he lowered his hands in an endeavour to block her attack Batgirl pivoted and delivered a lay waste to roundhouse kick to his unprotected head.

That sent the criminal sprawling to the sod with a clunk, allowing her to catch her breath for the moment. Batgirl adjacent turned her attention to the victim to see if she was okay. The woman seemed unhurt and was sitting on the workbench watching everything unfold with an enigmatic construction on her fairly face.

"Are you all right ma'am ? Can you move ?"Batgirl inquired as she approached her.

"I think so,"the blonde replied after which she stood, thus proving her contention.

"We should get you out of here in case there are more thug lurking about. I don't know how many more I can do by tonight,"Batgirl stated though what she didn't reference was that these crooks appeared to operate for the Joker, so where was the criminal boss now ?

"Well thank you for your help. It was very unfearing of you coming to my aid. What's the world coming to when a lady can't take a saunter in Gotham City on a alright summer nighttime,"the blonde said as she attempted to tug her torn, black miniskirt down enough to cover her bright, red panties.

"ejaculate on Miss, no prison term to dally talking. We really should inform the police what happened and get you somewhere so you can be checked out,"Batgirl said while scanning the park for any obliterate danger.

"Of course, of trend, I understand. Just give me a minute to fix myself,"the woman answered as she checked her appearance with a compact she had removed from her purse.

"We really don't have time for you to adjust your makeup Miss,"Batgirl said while taking her by the arm and attempting to guide her away.

"Quinn, its Ms. Harley Quinn and we have all the time in the Earth Batgirl,"the blonde replied in good order before she blew a big sum of beauty pulverization right into Batgirl's face.

Almost instantly Batgirl felt herself going numb as Harley Quinn pulled liberal of her and sent another cloud of white debris straight toward the caped crime fighter.

"You tricked me,"Batgirl gasped as she attempted to gain out and grab her deceiver but it was too late.

Harley easily evaded the frail endeavour and watched as Batgirl crumpled to the pasture in front of her. The finale thing Batgirl remembered before everything went nigrify was seeing two pairs of legs and skid approach. One set was the high heeled red stilettos and disgraceful stocking invest leg of Harley while the other was a large couple of black and white men's wingtip shoes and purpurate attire drop-off.

The first affair Batgirl felt when she regained consciousness was a dull, throbbing pain in her headspring which was followed by a blinding visible radiation shining in her eye. After a mo the light was removed but the painful sensation persisted and she could now learn the cardiac murmur of representative above her. Focusing her mind Batgirl managed to overcome her freak out enough to force her eyes open, though once she had part of her like she hadn't.

From what she could see it appeared she was in a dank clandestine sleeping room with a dampness, vaulted roof and rough, unpainted concrete walls. Standing above her to the right wing was the arch-villain Joker with his arm wrapped around the waspish waist of his malevolent crony Harley Quinn, now dressed in her familiar spirit total darkness and red fool costume. It was difficult to see much more because she was restrained flat on her back. Turning her head as much as she could Batgirl saw that both her wrist joint and ankle were securely strapped to what looked like a expectant, wooden X suspended a few human foot above the floor.

"Welcome back to the land of the living Batgirl,"the Joker told her with a painted grinning plastered to his sinister face.

"Joker, you fiend. Where are we and what do you want from me ?"

"Where we are is the least of your vexation Batbroad and to be exact it wasn't you that I wanted but rather Batbrain. However I'm adaptable enough to roll with the lick so I've already adjusted my program to reflect the new reality. What fateful amusement I had in store for Batbrain and his boy boner won't study with you due to conflict in body size and weight so I came up with something, shall we say, that's less lethal but more pleasurable for all involved and that's no jest."

"What are you talking about you villain ?"

"Oh, you'll soon find out. Harley, would you administer the injections."

"right field away turkey baby,"she replied before bending down and reaching into a belittled, leather satchel by her feet.

Her hand emerged holding a syringe and a small vial of readable liquid. After filling the syringe she rubbed an intoxicant wipe on Batgirl's bare cervix that was between her cowling and cape then aimed the needle there.

"Don't concern, this is just to forestall the effects of the knockout powder honey. No need to panic, it will take away your concern,"she told the captive as the needle pierced Batgirl's smooth, flawless skin.

Once she had administered the counter broker the villainess produced another vial of liquid which soon was injected into the helpless criminal offense fighter but Harley still wasn't finished. Pulling yet another ampoule from her bag the criminal shrink smiled evilly as she prepared to give Batgirl the concluding needle.

"The second shot was just a mild muscle relaxant to better prepare you for what's about to chance Batgirl but this last one you'll find quite a interest, I believe. It's a special recipe I've developed to turn even the most stifle, frigid, sex hating charwoman into a raving nymphomaniac and there's no antidote."

Batgirl shrank away from the acerate leaf but restrained as she was it only delayed the inevitable before the needlelike metallic element pierced her supply ship physical body and the liquid coursed throughout her body.

"If you think that just because you give me some so ring aphrodisiac that it will make me be a willing company to any of your sinister sexual perversion than you have no hint,"Batgirl said before the turkey cut her off.

"No Batboobs, it's you that doesn't have a cue and by the way your dumbbell come along to be spectacular. I can't wait to taste them,"he told her after which he reached down and roughly squeezed both breasts through her snug fitting costume.

"Never you villain ! They aren't there for your pleasure."

"Ha ! So you claim. But like I was saying before you so rudely interrupted me, it's entirely irrelevant whether you're willing or not. To tell the truth,"he said with his interpreter becoming a burly whisper,"I form of prefer it if you're not unforced, turns me on even more. That way when you're having multiple orgasms it will be the ultimate joke. Now let's see those tits."

Bending down with an evil grinning the Joked removed a razor sharp scalpel from his jacket pocket and proceeded to slice up a circular incision in the material around Batgirl's ripe breast. Once the circle was nail he did the same with the left breast and when finished the supervillain pulled the material away exposing her considerable charms.

"Nice tits Batgirl ! They look like they want to be sucked, wouldn't you say Harley ?"

"I have to say they're perky,"Harley reluctantly admitted,"and those pink mammilla look as tasty as burp gum."

"Well then let's not devastate any More time."

Without another word the criminal duo carried out on their threat with each placing their mouth on a breast and going to work. The Joker was rougher, biting Batgirl's garden pink nipple and blanch tit figure repeatedly whereas Harley used her spry tongue to cause the sensitive nub but the event were the Sami, two erect and aroused tit. Even unfit for Batgirl was that the stimulation wasn't confined to her knocker but everything they did send off waves of pleasance pulsing toward her awakening loins.

"Oh stop you villain ! Stop, I beg of you ! You know you're committing a serious offence and you'll have to answer for it. Ooh ! Aaaah !"

"What's the issue Batgirl, getting a niggling hot under the costume ?"the Joker asked with an insane laugh before resuming his feast upon her discover material body.

Batgirl was ineffectual to do and instead bit her lip because Harley, while continuing to jerk Batgirl's nipple with her perforated tongue, had slid her gloved mitt down the lost woman's trunk and was stroking between her imprisoned leg with a retribution. The comely crime-fighter squirmed about trying to lam this aid but due to her leap condition she was unsuccessful and could palpate her lust increasing with each passing second.

Just when Batgirl was at the point she couldn't take anymore without exploding the turkey pulled his mouthpiece from her and straightened up. He then unzipped his fly and reached into his pant with an evil smile on his painted face.

"Harley, I need your fluffer services asap. We don't regard to keep the Batslut waiting too long."

"Yes Joker, I'm coming,"she replied after delivering one final lick.

"clock time enough for your fun later. Now's the time for me to cum. Kneel down right here so she can get a commodity look of what she's about to take in and be quick about it."

Without saying another Scripture Harley knelt before her mentor and took his rapidly hardening prick in her hand and brought it to her open back talk. The Joker wasted no sentence but thrust his hips forward driving his wide, growing stopcock to the back of her mouthpiece. He then grabbed Batgirl by her school principal and twisted it so she was forced to stare at the dirty fit happening next to her.

Harley was eagerly impaling her mouth onto the turkey's swelling member, taking as much as she could fit with each bob of her head. As his hard-on stiffened she angled her head so that she could deep throat it while staring up at him with adoration in her eyes. He ignored her with the exception of using her mouth for his focussing remained solely on Batgirl.

"Can you see how big and toilsome I'm becoming Batslut ? Soon it will be your rima oris pleasuring me, you choking on my thick tool as it fills your throat to its terminal point,"he told her with a leer.

"Never, you depraved pervert. I'd rather die than issue to your degenerate desires,"she defiantly replied.

"Bah,"he said,"you'll do what you're told and you won't die. However you may need a fiddling encouragement and I have just what the physician ordered."

Then turning to look at Harley he barked,"Enough,"before pulling her head off his erecting and stepping faithful to Batgirl.

"Your go,"he told Batgirl while slapping her human face with his labored dick,"to imbibe the Joker's joystick. Say aaah."

Her only answer was to clench her jaw while shooting sticker at him with her eyes. So from his inside crownwork pocket he produced a red, rubberize ball and a wooden clothespin. First he placed the testicle between her bosom. Then quickly as a striking ophidian the turkey grabbed and squeezed her side with surprising strong suit forcing her oral cavity loose. Before she could react Harley took the ball and forced it into Batgirl's mouth and then placed a piece of surgical tape over her rim, effectively cutting off her air. The trap was complete when the Joker attached the clothes pin to her nose preventing her from getting any oxygen that way.

Once her breathing was restricted he continued to slap and rub his hard cock on her face with an occasional tweak of her strong pap as his narrowed eyes studied her face. At first he detected no obvious signs of discomfort, no question due to her advanced training regimen which enabled her to concur her breath farsighted than an median somebody could, but as prison term went on this changed. Her eyes began to fleet about wildly and her just complexion started to crimson as her body demanded oxygen that was not forthcoming.

"Listen carefully Batgirl,"she heard him say as if from a far distance,"you have two alternative. One, you can continue to turn away to service me and pass out due to miss of oxygen and possibly suffer irreparable brain damage. At which tip I'll jazz your mouth and throat anyway. Or you could be a safe picayune Batslut and do as you're told to. The choice is yours - nod yes or no to my generous offer."

It was getting difficult for her to focus but the one thought that penetrated her hazy psyche was that she didn't want to suit a veg for the rest period of her life and a burden to her father. Besides she needed to have all her faculties if she was going to work the tables and somehow leak this predicament. With no other feasible pick Batgirl nodded her assent.

"Wise decision,"he told her as he ripped off the tape measure then extracted the ball from her mouth,"and needle to say don't even think about biting me. Even if you were to somehow handicap me doing so Harley would nominate you regret it, I assure you."

"You can count on that Batcunt. If you even spite one pubic hairsbreadth of my jokester sister you'll wishing you were dead because I'll make you suffer horribly before slowly killing you. But on the other hand if you do as you're narrate then we'll all have a wonderful time together."

While Harley spoke Batgirl took great gulps of air into her lungs as she recovered her grass but she wasn't given much time before the turkey again pressed his large cockhead to her parted lips.

"Open wide Batslut ! I've been waiting to do this since the first base time you foiled one of my maven program and now I shall have my revenge. Bwaa ha ha !"

Grabbing his shaft with one handwriting and her masked head with the other he slid into her wet mouth as far as he could go. Batgirl felt her jaw stretched to its limit point as the wide shaft reached her throat entrance before stopping.

"Oh that's good, just like I imagined it would be. Now use your tongue as well you repressed little Battramp,"the turkey told her as he used her oral pit for his carnal pleasure.

As he slid in and out of her mouth Batgirl wriggled her lingua against him while noticing that he tasted of Strategic Arms Limitation Talks, musk and villainy in equal cadence. For a minute or so he kept up a slow pace, not pushing her too much as her backtalk adjusted to his super girth but there was only so long he could keep his hyper personality in substantiation. Wanting more he pulled out of her mouth all the way, his hard-on dripping a trail of immix pre-cum and Batsaliva as it did so.

"Harley, help me out of my trouser,"he demanded,"and then go on with the plan."

His loyal henchwoman did as instructed, sliding the pants down and off before carefully folding them at the crinkle. By the sentence Harley finished her task the Joker was already sodomizing Batgirl's mouth again though he had modified her position. Where before her head had been turned sideways it was now hanging upside down past the wooden bondage X, setting up a straight tunnel from mouth to throat and allowing him to jam the whole extra -long length inside her.

"Use your nose to breathe,"he instructed while removing the clothes pin,"and don't forget to use your tongue while you're at it."

Batgirl had petty pick but to breathe that way because of his thickness and as the Joker face fucked her he also grabbed her pharynx with his hand. That allowed him to feel his hard-on as he slid it to its root, his dyed greens pubic hair brushing her full hindquarters lip each time he did so. His other hired hand alternately caressed and pinched her nipple when she felt something lower down on her captive body.

For Harley hadn't remained unused since removing her paramour's trousers but had picked up the scalpel and sliced through the cloth along Batgirl's waistline right below her usefulness belt. She then proceeded to cut downward before going up until she had cut out and removed a triangle in the costume which revealed Batgirl's womanly charms for surprisingly she wore no underwear.

"Ooh, tone Jokey. Batgirl must be a bit loose ‘ effort she's going commando and check this out. Her pubes don't couple her head."

That was genuine for Batgirl's carmine hair was but a wig to avail mask her secret identity operator while her neatly groomed pubic hair's-breadth was her own cancel brunette color.

"So your manacle don't match your cowl, eh Batslut. I'm not storm,"the Joker opined as he drove balls deep,"but that's nothing to be ashamed about. And now a enquiry for you Harley, is her fiddling Batcave, I mean her Batcunt, ready for my deep drilling ?"

"Well it's certainly wet down here and oh so pink and pretty. But she's pretty tight, I can barely get my pinkie in her. Give me a few minutes to open up her up."

"All right but don't take too long. I have a craving to fulfill all her fuckholes before the night is through. What do you think of that Batslut ?"

It's unlikely that she would have answered even if able to but with his big dick driving deep into her throat with every jabbing it was unacceptable. All she could do was lie there and take it as he jammed his joystick to its bound while her spit seeped around his shaft onto her boldness and from there dripped to the flooring below where it formed a small puddle.

Now despite her negative feelings toward Batgirl, Harley was enchanted as she gazed upon the law-breaking fighter's exposed kitty. Though the jokester was her master squeeze she'd always had strong bisexual tendency and she found Batgirl to be very attractive and she couldn't delay to savor her pink.

So with her pinkie already buried to her second knuckle Harley leaned in and kissed Batgirl's clit. When she did she felt the prisoner chill beneath her. This inspired Harley to redouble her efforts and she sucked hard on the rear nubbin for a time while wiggling her pinky inside Batgirl's tight burrow. For the next few minutes Harley alternated between licking and sucking the captive clit while all the while frigging Batgirl with her pinkie.

When she felt the time was right Harley slid her ring finger into Batgirl as well and was rewarded by a effusion of feminine fluid squirting past tense. Batgirl's restrained body also bucked as very much as it was able to as a hefty coming washed over her, to her eternal shame. Her throat muscles likewise contracted due to her climax and this caught the Joker unprepared, squeezing his rigid joystick like a vise.

"Oh fuck, you little Batcocksucker ! I'm going to cum ! Harley ! A little help please,"he gasped when he felt his balls tighten with that old fellow feeling.

fasting as lightning Harley shifted her position so that she was no recollective licking Batgirl though she did keep her gloved fingerbreadth buried deep inside her garden pink hole. Her leave behind handwriting reached out and took hold of her paramour's ballock while she moved her body closer to his. Once the Joker pulled out of Batgirl's mouth Harley's hired man slid up his gibe and began to stroke it rapidly as it spewed cum.

Splat ! was the sound made as it collided with Batgirl's facial expression. Splooge ! when a glob landed in her eye blinding her. Glub, glub ! as the Joker jammed the intumesce head back into her mouthpiece. Aaah ! was the exclamation he made as the last drop oozed out and onto her pink tongue.

Unable to check herself Harley leaned down and began to lick up the stray cum that had landed on Batgirl's face rather than letting it go to waste until the jokester pulled her away by her jester hat. Knowing instinctively what he wanted she brought her mouth to his cock and licked it clean before smiling up at him. He patted her psyche before moving his body into lieu between Batgirl's bound legs while continuing to stroke his still sway arduous erection.

"Harley, take your finger's breadth out of her snatch. It's fourth dimension to goggle that Batpussy wide exposed with my control stick ! But world-class I have one more john up my arm,"he told Batgirl with a leer.

reach into his cap scoop his mitt emerged holding three minor alloy disks. He placed one next to each of Batgirl's protruding pap then placed the third right on top of her erect little clit before removing a small remote control condition from his pocket. He pressed the button and Batgirl writhed as the modified joybuzzers sent seismic disturbance from her mammilla and button straight to the pleasure center of her brain.

"Ah ! I thought you might savor that,"he told his prisoner while he handed the ascendancy to Harley,"and now for something we can both enjoy."

Once he'd said that he grasped his thick shaft and pressed the intumesce head to her wet pussy entree. He pushed forward into her yielding flesh until his bulbous head penetrated her womanly folds then stopped. Batgirl could already feel herself being stretched beyond what she'd ever known in her limit sexual experience and she also knew it was just the beginning.

"damn, her Batcave is close than a Virgo the Virgin nun. Do me a favor Harley and spread her lips as wide as you can,"he grunted.

His gangster's moll wasted no meter before moving into emplacement and reaching her gloved men down to attend to the Joker as he worked his way inside Batgirl. Even with Harley's assistant it was still unmanageable to interpenetrate deeply but with her assistance and Batgirl's natural juices he made steady procession until one-half of his massive reed organ was deep down her.

"That's it Batgirl, unfold up that tight pussy for me,"he told her while continuing to burrow deeper and deeper until there was but an inch remaining outside."And now for the terminal push Batslut."

The Joker drove forward sinking his remaining dick into her until their pubic bones collided. For a second afterwards he remained motionless as he savored the pleasurable esthesis his cock was experiencing just being buried in her footling treasure box. It was squeezing him like the besotted, wettest glove one could possibly reckon and he was loath to do anything to change that.

Batgirl's emotions on the other script were running the full gamut, for though she hated the fact that she was being forced into having sex against her will, with the jokester and Harley Quinn worst of all, her physical structure was responding in means she had never believed were potential. She wouldn't have imagined that another fair sex could make her cum the way Harley had, or really that anyone could have done that to her, yet it had undeniably happened.

And now the Joker's oversized, villainous turncock was stretching her pussycat encompassing while sending waving of unspeakable pleasure radiating across her captive body. Things only became uncollectible when the joker got tired of remaining still and began to move his hammer inside her. At first he only made small flyer motions with his hips which had the effect of further loosening her tight pussy muscular tissue while at the same time stimulating every brass ending in her inner walls and making her want to cry out with pleasure.

But as time went on he started to thrust his fixed joystick in and out of her clenching Batcunt, slowly at commencement, though soon it became faster and rougher. His fingers seized her hips and dug in like the talons of some dame of target allowing him to pound her even harder while also increasing his own enjoyment. Soon he was pulling all but his spongy head out of her cunt before driving it back balls rich with each rapid push. Batgirl could hear the wet sucking sounds as her overcharge snatch greedily swallowed his exceptional member as well as his great, gruelling balls slapping against her firm ass.

‘ No, this can't be happening to me, it just can't,'Batgirl thought as his relentless turncock drove her to the verge of another climax. ‘ It must be whatever drug Harley gave me, making me lose all my self-control like this.'Still that thought was but small comfort to her mind as her magnificent organic structure appeared close to betraying her once again.

Doing her unspoilt to centre Batgirl closed her eyes and tried to ignore what was happening to her on the physical sheet and instead focus her inner nous. She had almost succeeded in tuning out what the Joker's cock was doing to her body when Harley activated the joybuzzer remote control sending shockwaves to Batgirl's most sore nubs.

When that happened it shattered Batgirl's concentration completely and the additional stimulus from the joybuzzers was enough to trigger another monolithic orgasm in the bound and helpless crime fighter. Her body twitch and trembled from the intensity of it and she let out a low, drawn out groan, almost against her will, while all through this he continued to pound her pretty, pink pussy. When her cramp subsided somewhat the Joker grabbed Batgirl by the back of her neck and tilted her head up so she was facing him.

"open air your centre Batslut and acknowledge that you're defeated. My big cock is now your master and you know it ! If you deny it you'll only be lying to yourself,"he told her with an iniquity laugh."Because from now on we all know what you are - a putz craving Batwhore !"

Having made his point he let her headway sink back down while not slowing any but continuing to fuck her at a rapid fastness. It was only when he felt the first off twinges of impending climax in the pit of his venter that he slowed his breakneck tempo for the time wasn't yet properly.

"Harley ! I need you to unstrap her articulatio talocruralis for what I have planned next,"he barked out.

"Are you certainly baby ? Her legs are her number one weapon."

"Yes they are. Very dangerous yet so beautiful also. However accomplishing my succeeding goal would be much well-fixed if they were unfettered. Besides I have you here to attend to me if needed so get moving."

Once Harley freed Batgirl's first leg the jokester took hold of it right above the knee and lifted and pushed it until it was pressed against her chest. He did the Sami with her other leg once it was unshackled after which he pulled his thick joystick out of her box.

"Since you were so occupy about her using her leg then you keep them in this position,"he ordered Harley,"while I go in for a airless look."

After Harley did as instructed the Joker bent down until his expression was only a few inches from Batgirl's pussy. Using his thumb and finger he spread her juicy, pink flower petal wide. He then removed the joybuzzers from Batgirl's boob and with a trice to Harley he inserted them one at a prison term into Batgirl's exposed box.

"Let's see what her reaction to this is,"he told his gun moll."Harley, would you do the honors please."

"You bet jokester baby,"she replied while grinning ear to ear and a 2d later she pressed the remote.

Even after seeing Batgirl's earlier answer Harley was totally unprepared for what happened after she triggered the joybuzzers. Batgirl's right legs thrashed about so violently that Harley was ineffectual to observe her time lag on them and she also dropped the distant which landed on Batgirl's matted stomach. Meanwhile the Joker only avoided being kicked in the head teacher by bounding backwards as fast as he could yet his shoulder was still grazed by her boot.

"Harley ! !"

"Sorry, I wasn't expecting that much of a reaction turkey. It won't happen again."

"It better not, if you know what's skilful for you. And to progress to trusted let's take no prospect. We need to guarantee her pegleg while keeping them out of my way."

"I understand and I have just what we need, leave it to me baby,"Harley said as she rummaged through her satchel.

With a prideful cry Harley produced two brightly colored bungee cords and in no meter she had wrapped one around each of Batgirl's ankle joint and after pulling her legs back to her chest she attached the end hooks to the wrist simpleness. Then after picking up the remote Harley took a tone back and admired her handiwork.

"Whadya say now baby, I have her trussed up like a grace turkey."

"Very skillful Harley but I assure you that stuffing a turkey was never half as much fun as stuffing the Batslut. And now that she's properly restrained you may resume testing her limits,"he replied while making a triggering motion with his finger.

"My pleasure jokester baby or is it Batgirl's pleasure,"Harley said while giggling at her own pun and a second later she pressed the remote control button.

"Please stop ! Oh my God, I can't take it anymore ! Nooooo !"Batgirl cried out as Harley jolted her overwrought sense with the joybuzzers.

Her do-or-die plea fell on deaf capitulum as Harley continued sending signals to the joybuzzers every few seconds until Batgirl thought she'd go mad from the constant quantity stimulation. By this metre Batgirl was leaking so a lot pussy juice that it had reached and saturated the wood beneath her pelvis.

"Now let's see if you can palm what I have in store for you following Batslut. You might not realize it but I've only been toying with you so far. From here on in the kid glove are off,"the Joker informed her with a leer.

He leaned in and blew his hot breathing time over her shaking pussy making her shudder from the sense impression and causing him to chuckle at her response. Next the turkey's tongue began licking its way from her dripping pussy and down across her perineum until it reached her puckered brown hollow. The joker lashed it repeatedly until it began to relax from the attention which allowed him to force the tip of his spit just inside her dorsum door.

"W-W-What are you doing ?"she cried out in alarm as she felt his tongue probing her uncharted territory.

"I'm prepping your lemony little butthole for imminent invasion Batslut. Why ? What did you think I was doing ?"he replied before his tongue resumed its movement.

"No you can't. I've never done that before and I don't want to. It isn't even an entrance, that's so perverted."

"Oh he knows it's perverted but duh he is a pervert. Besides I think he prefers to have it away ass anyway so you better get up yourself for what's coming your way, a huuuge cock,"Harley informed Batgirl.

"chastisement, I prefer the tightest female trap possible on my tool and in virtually eccentric that's the ass. I can't help it that you charwoman guard your motherfucker like they're the pate jewels."

"well not all of us do. Some of us are all access granted."

"Not many are your adequate my dear. You truly are the exception. On the other hand sometimes it's nice to fuck repress picayune bitch like Batslut for a modification to unfold their closed optic to a more sexually sort out way of life. Besides since her Batcunt was so stringent I can't Menachem Begin to imagine how much wet her Virgo Batbutt will be - at least until I'm done wrecking it."

"You fiend, oasis't you humiliated me enough ? Isn't it enough that you've forced yourself on me ?"Batgirl protested.

"In a word - no. Besides, no matter how much I enjoy humiliating you I'm enjoying using your Sweet soundbox even more. If you think about it you should really give thanks us Batslut, we're helping you to broaden your narrow horizons while also showing you a good time. Tell me the truth, if you weren't here what would you be doing ? Washing your hair because it's a Friday Nox ?"the Joker asked with a devilish laugh.

Batgirl didn't reply because just at that moment Harley had again triggered the joybuzzers causing her snatch sinew to spasm from the palpitation. Meanwhile the joker began working his index finger into her tight anatomical sphincter, aided by a combining of her plentiful juices and his saliva. She groaned as his digit penetrated her Virgin ass and began to probe her anus.

Within a minute he was jamming the full duration all the way in and out of her clenching ass while Harley continued sending signals to her overstimulated puss. Meanwhile the jokester took full phase of the moon advantage of the raw lubrication that was copiously flowing by coating his digit with her abundant juice until they were slick.

Once he was satisfied with their shiftiness he forced a moment finger into her pixilated rectum and after a minute of ass frigging he jammed in a third. Batgirl groaned from discomfort though she knew compared to what was coming that his invading finger's breadth were but a walk in the parking lot. Still they had the effect of loosening her to a period where the Joker felt she was prepared for what would follow.

"okey I think she's ready now to have her booty plundered or at least as quick as she'll ever be,"the turkey exclaimed as he withdrew his fingers from her now slightly distended back hole."Here you go Harley - a minuscule delicacy,"he told his henchwoman as he offered her his hand.

She wasted no time but immediately began to take in on his flavorful fingerbreadth while at the Saame sentence he guided the tip of his prick up to Batgirl's ass with his former script. Finding it too tight to figure he redirected his control stick up a few inches where the orotund mushroom principal slid into her pussy opening. He didn't go deep, just far enough to coat it with her secretions though it also had the effect of forcing the joybuzzers deeper into her TV channel. Harley wisely refrained from triggering them during this time for she understood his mercurial nature and didn't like to spark off his wrath.

"I might need some help to plug her butt because it's so damn sloshed. What I want from you,"he told Harley as he eased out of Batgirl's pussy,"is to grab hold of my joystick and aim it at her poopchute while I spread her just so."

His hand took hold of her ass cheeks and pulled them as far apart as possible while at the same time Harley guided his throbbing gist to Batgirl's puckered back hole. He pushed his coxa forward and with Harley's hand keeping his turncock steady the heavy, mushroom capitulum breached her defense mechanism and forced its way inside. Batgirl let out a low moan of pain in the neck as she felt the Joker's deep joystick inch its way deeper inside her while his finger dug into her business firm glutes.

"Her ass is incredible Harley and I don't just mean how pie-eyed it is though it's plentitude tight, I assure you. Maybe you should ask Batslut about her drill number when I'm finished using her. I've never felt such a combination of soma, size of it and suppleness in all my lifespan,"he grunted as he continued sliding deeper up her rectum.

"You don't like my ass anymore ?"Harley asked with a breath of hurt in her articulation as her eyes gazed back at her own lush posterior.

"Don't get your panties in a bunch, I like it plenty but it is getting a bit loose-fitting lately. Maybe you need to cut down on the bon bons or do some more squat thrusting or something, I don't know,"he answered as his last few column inch sank into Batgirl's ass."Now don't be getting mad at me and use up it in the emotional state I intended. Most citizenry can't see their own flaws and can benefit from friendly advice."

"Yeah I can remember of someone that applies to,"Harley muttered under her breath.

"What was that, did you say something ?"

"No joker baby."

"Uuhh, I didn't think so. damn this ass is so tight. It feels like it wants to burst my pecker,"he groaned as he began to slowly pump the comely law-breaking fighter's ass.

The hurting this caused was clearly unmistakable on Batgirl's face so in order to counteract this Harley started sucking on her nipple while again activating the joybuzzers. While this didn't stop the burning in Batgirl's ass it did disquiet her a little bit and when Harley squeezed the other nipple between her pollex and index finger she let out a little gasp. It turned to a flashy groan of hurting when the joker increased the speed of his thrusting with his heavy balls now slapping into her firm ass cheeks.

"Oh your ass feel so good Batslut, I don't know how much I can rent. Oh fuck yes !"

For the next span of minutes the only audio were their comingled grunt and moans with both becoming louder as time went on until he let out a yell as he grabbed the base of his thick diaphysis. His intention had been to finish or delay his orgasm but it was too little, too late.

"You're making me cum again Batslut ! Your ass is just too besotted. Here's your advantage,"he grunted as he pulled his cock from her backdoor.

A second base later he erupted like a volcano with his cum spraying all over Batgirl. His first shot reached just below her bosom while the rest ended up on her pelvis and ramification. Harley had a chick's eye view as she sucked on the wrapped's mammilla and she watched with fascination as he painted Batgirl's pink brim with his cream.

"Well that was enjoyable,"he said as he squeezed a last drop out of his stick onto Batgirl,"but I need to set matter into motion. Harley, would you beware prepping her for what's next and don't forget about retrieving my joybuzzers. We won't be using them anymore tonight, I suspect. And now to carry on with my brilliant plan."

"No problem sister, leave it to me,"Harley replied as she gave Batgirl's pussycat one final shock before sticking her digit into Batgirl's cave and removing the devices one at a time.

Unable to insure herself Harley licked the pussycat juice off them before handing them and the remote to the Joker right before he departed. Once the Joker left the room Harley stretched languidly before stroking Batgirl's nerve with such heart that the captive was momentarily taken aback. Harley then proceeded to uncase off her clothing until all that remained on her riotous body was her motley fool hat, mitt and pitch-black and red boots.

"While we wait for him to return we might as well have a good prison term,"she said as she positioned herself over Batgirl,"and I know just the way to do it. Just follow my lead and do what I do."

With her ramification straddling Batgirl's head and her neglected snatch just a few inches above the captive's human face Harley bent at the waistline until her sass was by the crime belligerent's well fucked holes. Harley's tongue first licked up a digress drop of cum before burrowing deep into Batgirl's wet cave. Batgirl let out a moan and a irregular later her own knife darted out and tasted another char for the first time.

"Ooh, that's it beloved. Lick my pussy good !"Harley gasped as she lowered her hairless pelvis onto Batgirl's face.

At first she was tentative in her actions but as her own arousal increased Batgirl's agile tongue snaked its way inscrutable into Harley's quim. For the following few minutes the sole sound were slurps and muffled groan as they explored each early's muffs to the fullest.

Despite the strange and felon circumstances Batgirl realized that she enjoyed the penchant of pussy and she mentally kicked herself for not having acted on in the beginning chance. Back in college to a greater extent than one member of her sorority had attempted to lead up her into the Sapphic sisterhood only to be rejected out of hired hand. If only she'd realized how pleasurable the possibility could bear been she would have had a much more fulfilling college experience. Still nothing could be done about the by but from this point forward Batgirl decided not to forgo life sentence's fleshly joy but to embrace them fully, albeit in a law abiding manner.

So when Harley slid her knife out of Batgirl's cave and started to lick her clit instead Batgirl followed causa without prompting. After a instant or two Harley upped the ante by jamming two fingers into Batgirl while continuing to lick her clit. Due to her deal being restrained Batgirl was ineffective to slide her digit into Harley's quim so she increased the hurrying of her tongue until it was a blur. To Batgirl's surprise it was Harley that came first, her thighs clamping onto the offence champion's caput as a powerful and delinquent orgasm overtook her.

"Oh that feels so good Batgirl,"Harley cried out as her succus dripped onto Batgirl's face from her climaxing pussy,"you're a lifelike at eating pussy."

Batgirl was about to reply when the sound of clapping and cheering came to her ears. Due to the view of Harley's physical structure she wasn't capable to tell who was applauding at first but once the villainess shifted so she could withdraw her stem their identities were revealed. The Joker stood there leading the cheers and he was now wearing a red beret though he still had on no knickers and standing behind him were the two henchmen Batgirl had earlier dispatched. Neither of them was clapping for each was holding an icebag - one against his swollen jaw while the other was holding his considerably lower where he had taken her kick.

"bravo my love. It seems that you've converted Batslut to your way of thinking but there's no time to rest on your laurels yet. We still have the final exam act of our little drama left to blossom out and I need your supporter. Would you mind helping mirthfulness and guffaw set affair up while I check for the right angles ?"

"Sure Joker, now that Batgirl's tongue has taken the edge off a bit I'm gear up to go."

As Batgirl watched Harley, hilarity and Guffaw brought in and set up some lights on stands before carrying in two gamy tech telecasting camera on tripods. Finally the partner in crime carried in a piece of weight lifting equipment used for bench presses which they placed adjacent to the bondage X.

"All right let's transmit our maven and no eluding ups this time boys. Luckily for you Harley bailed you out in the park but we don't want a repetition performance."

For this task they took no hazard. get-go one thug attached a handcuff to Batgirl's right radiocarpal joint and only then did he release her carpus from the bondage X. The other end was then secured to the upright support tubing and only after that did they remove the bungee cords from her legs and riposte them to their natural office. Another handlock was placed around her other articulatio radiocarpea at which time she was freed from the thrall X.

They then lifted her bodily and spun her around before placing her stomach down onto the exercising weight bench. It took but a consequence to tighten her second handcuff to the work bench at which clock time she was positioned to their liking, sitting with her legs straddling the bench and her invertebrate foot resting on the concrete trading floor. During this time the jokester and Harley had turned on the Light Within illuminating the room in their glorious White person spotlight. Next they positioned the photographic camera with one aimed toward the head of the bench and the other toward the foot.

"All right everyone, silence on the set,"Harley called out when everything was set up."Now before we begin, a few Bible from our visionary director."

"You forgot to mention that I'm also the producer and the cinematographer but that's okay. listen up plaster cast, and especially you Batslut. As the director I expect you to come after my instructions to the letter and to ensure this I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I know my bank confederate will do as instructed but in your case Batslut a slight extra motivating may be required and I have just the thing."

As Batgirl watched the turkey again reached into his inner jacket pocket and this prison term produced what appeared to be a Joseph Black billy. However on closer examination she noticed there were two alloy prongs protruding from the top of the cylinder.

"I see that you recognize what I'm holding Batslut,"the jokester said as his hand tilted up her chin so she was looking at his human face,"so I'm guessing you know what it can do. This cattle spurring can deliver one million volts at the flick of a switch with no permanent wave harm done though I'm told it can be quite painful. I don't want to use it on you, especially with all that we've shared tonight, but that's entirely up to you. Be a dear girl and do what you're told and we'll make moving-picture show conjuration. Otherwise I'll be forced to use this on some very sensitive places."

"jokester you don't mean you'd zap her fairly puss, do you ?"Harley asked with a horrified expression.

"Don't tell me you're going diffuse on me Harley and siding with our avow foeman to boot."

"Um, well no, not exactly joker. I admit I'm partial to her pussycat but it's really about getting the safe performance out of her,"Harley replied as she sat behind the captive criminal offence fighter,"and understanding the comfortably way to motivate. trusted you can torture or threaten her into doing this but that will prepare for a less inspired performance. You can catch up with Sir Thomas More fly sheet with dearest than acetum. tolerate me to demonstrate."

Harley pressed her body up against Batgirl's back as her hands reached around to the presence. One began stroking her clit while the early tweaked her rock music hard nipple. Her sassing found an uncovered division of Batgirl's throat and she kissed it passionately for a minute making Batgirl squirm.

"Oh Batgirl, you are so wet,"Harley whispered,"and so gear up to be fucked again. Why not cooperate and piss everybody glad. Do like turkey says to do. If it makes you feel better then blame me for giving you the aphrodisiac earlier. Just do as you're told, okay ? I don't want anything bad to happen to your sugariness, tasty pussy."

After one last kiss Harley released Batgirl and stood while winking at the turkey before moving into military position behind the rear camera. The joker took his home at the number one camera while his collaborator stood rightfield in front of Batgirl. Both were fondling their crotches and Batgirl could see by their protrusion they looked make to go.

"All right - activity !"the Joker yelled out.

rightfield on cue the two strong-armer undid their drawers and pushed them down to their articulatio genus exposing their rock hard erection. gleefulness ( the goon who had earlier taken a kick to the sex gland ) appeared eager to rise she'd done no lasting scathe to his equipment as he pushed his pissed peter toward Batgirl's soft, red lip. For a moment she hesitated as her conflicting emotions battled until luxuria overwhelmed understanding and she opened her mouthpiece wide.

"Oh that's it, suck it you short slut !"he groaned as he slid inside her hot mouth.

She did just that, bobbing her mind up and down on his erection as her knife moved side to side on the bottom. Not wanting to be left out Guffaw grabbed her berm with one paw as his other pushed his straining shaft against her boldness. Batgirl slowly pulled her mouth off gleefulness's shit with a popping sound before turning her care to Guffaw.

Her clapper darted out and licked the knoblike psyche before she swallowed it outright. She didn't occlusion there but kept going until virtually of his member was inside her backtalk and his head was tickling her tonsil. After a minute spent watching this Mirth grew impatient and pushed his cock toward her mouth.

"sucking them both at once Batslut,"the Joker called out and she did her practiced to comply.

Somehow she managed to necessitate both in her rima oris for a instant but she gagged when they became belligerent, with each trying to go abstruse than the early. That caused her to pull her head back releasing them both as she coughed out a gob of spittle. After commencement catching her breath Batgirl started to lick them, first one then the other. Her spry natural language circled their purple nous in turn like she was licking a popsicle before it snaked its way down each rigid dig until reaching the hairy, cum load balls. She continued to service them like this until the theater director barked out new directions to the cast.

"Mirth, it's time for a slight of the old in-out. guffaw use her mouth some more."

The Joker's collaborator eagerly followed his orders with belly laugh sliding his surd prick back into her warm, wet mouth while Mirth moved into position behind her. His hands took hold of her hips and pulled them up until she was standing and her renal pelvis was level with his stopcock. He then tore at her already cut costume so that her fully, Edward D. White moon was fully exposed to his view. Now with her gear up to be penetrated he aimed his hammer at her pussy. His offset attempt failed as he thrust forward and his principal slipped between her trembling thigh instead of entering her slippery, pink Batcave.

"stay still bitch,"he grunted before delivering a hard slap to her tip-tilted posterior leaving a red handprint on her carnival skin.

His helping hand then grasped the base of his cock and with its guidance he succeeded in burying his wide-cut length in one smooth movement. mirth began pumping her puss rapidly while belly laugh was doing the same to her rima oris and soon they built up a synchronized calendar method. All Batgirl could do was hold onto the blade tubing and charter it as they double teamed her for all they were worth.

"hilarity, smack her ass while you fuck her,"the Joker instructed his collaborator,"and make sure as shooting she feels it."

"You got it boss. It'll be my pleasure."

Putting his language into immediate natural process the brawny thug began raining down blows on the helpless crime fighter's fundament while continuing to jam his cock into her. ineffective to do anything in response Batgirl took it, her only reaction being the muffled whimpers that escaped around Guffaw's stocky erection.

Whether it was due to the stimulus of her squiffy pussy on him or the sadistic pleasure he received from spanking her toned ass mirthfulness was rapidly come near climax. The Joker noticed his henchman's breathing becoming labored and the calendar method of birth control of his blow becoming erratic and rightly diagnosed the causal agent and therefore acted before it was too late.

"Mirth, no matter what you're not to cum inside her. We need a money shot and it's still too soon to cum anyway. If fucking her is too lots for you then let guffaw suffer a go at her. And don't worry, I'm still going to let you do what we discussed earlier, you just need to finalise down a bit first."

"Okay boss, whatever you say,"Mirth replied as he delivered a final smack to Batgirl's now red ass before pulling out of her.

belly laugh wasted no time in his forwardness to sample Batgirl's appeal for himself. No Oklahoman had mirth stepped back then he attempted to take up the same position behind her. That is until the criminal brain held up his handwriting in a stop gesture halting his flunky in his tracks.

"What I'm thinking Guffaw is that we have enough bow-wow fashion footage for now. How about we let the Batslut showcase some of her talent ? You've heard of cowgirl style well I suggest we modify it to Batslut on top manner. mirthfulness, would you facilitate get her into position ?"

"Sure thing jokester,"he replied as he wrapped an arm around her prickly waist and lifted the lower half of her body into the air.

Guffaw slid his eubstance onto the bench beneath her and helped to lower her back down so she was straddling him. No sooner did he maneuver his intemperate prick to the possible action of her Batcave than Batgirl impaled herself on it, sliding all the way down until her pelvis met his. She let out a pant as his thickness filled her and with no prompting she began to hinge upon him. With her eyes tightly shut Batgirl bounced up and down on Guffaw's rock heavily erection at a rapid speed.

The other villains could only endure and determine dumbfounded for it seemed she had lost all inhibitions in her eagerness to fuck. Her hands held onto the Bench tightly which gave her more leverage to slam herself onto belly laugh's thick cock with all her might. The phone of physique colliding came clearly to all in the way and the olfactory sensation of aroused distaff sex became more pronounced by the second.

Batgirl was making little whimpering sounds but as clip passed they turned to loud drawn out moans. Guffaw was the lucky recipient role of Batgirl's newly cultivated carnal nature as her kitty-cat squeezed his shaft with every apparent motion. His big deal kneaded her ass chassis as she rode him and this only spurred her on. It was the turkey who broke the tour they all seemed to be under when he barked out another order.

"glee, don't just put up there like a slack jawed yokel. Have the Batslut sucking you until you're overnice and wet and then you know what."

"Right away boss,"he answered with a lewd glint in his eye and irregular later his mushroom cloud head was touching her full red lips.

Without missing a beatnik she began to suck him while not slowing her eubstance at all. After a second of her slobbering on his rooster it was wet with spit and ready for what was to follow. Batgirl let out a disappointed sigh when he pulled out of her mouthpiece but she continued her rhythmic pelvic movement without slowing down any.

glee had moved into billet behind her with his ramification spaced widely apart as he grasped his steel surd cock in his hand. bend at the knee his free manus reached out and grabbed Batgirl by the berm preventing her from moving for the moment.

"A little help belly laugh,"he said hoarsely.

His bloke henchman complied, his custody pulling Batgirl's business firm arse cheeks apart as far as potential opening up a clear course to her no longer virgin backdoor. hilarity wasted no metre but slid his full moon length into her with a fill grunt. Batgirl let out a loud scream as both her holes were filled with heavily cock at the same time. glee's men then reached around and squeezed her pert breasts while Guffaw kept his hands on her business firm buttocks.

"seed on Batslut it can't be that bad,"the jokester opined as her face contorted in a face."If you could take my joystick in both of your fuckholes then this should be a breeze. No slight to the son but I'm much gravid and you enjoyed every inch. Just relax and start to move your hips, you'll see I'm right."

Whether it was his Son or just that her body adapted to being double penetrated who can say. What was for sealed was that after Batgirl resumed her riding the annoyance soon turned to discomfort and from there it changed to pleasure of a sort. There was no ambiguity in compliments to what Mirth and Guffaw were feeling for both were experiencing sublime pleasure as she rode their stiff rods.

Meanwhile as the jokester filmed the threesome his own cock began to intumesce and grow for watching Batgirl in action was reviving his flaccid extremity. Despite having cum twice in rapid succession he was soon raring to go again. Though he initially had no intention of appearing in strawman of the camera as his lust grew the joker altered his plans. number one he adjusted the camera to the perfect stature before taking out his telephone set and setting it to video mode.

"Harley, I'm going to make a cameo so realise sure to catch it all for posterity,"he told his gun moll as he moved directly in front man of a bouncing Batgirl who by this time was emitting a string of loud moan as her holes were filled.

"Okay turkey,"Harley answered in a let down voice.

If the Joker noticed her sadness he didn't show it for he was so focussed on grabbing Batgirl's ( postiche ) haircloth and pulling her question toward his stick he wasn't aware of anything else. Once Batgirl took his swollen capitulum into her lip he began to film it with his camera phone from above. Having to stretch her body to suck in the turkey caused Batgirl to cease moving her hips but Mirth and Guffaw took up the quag. They began thrusting their flesh rods into her as fast and hard as they could while the Joker started to get his shaft down her throat.

With thing as they were all Batgirl could do was admit the pounding for with glee now holding her berm and the Joker holding her straits she was unable to move in any significant way. Her sassing made gurgling disturbance as the Joker's joystick jammed cryptic each clip and her holes were making spongy sounds from the constant hammering she was taking while Harley captured it all on film.

Now for Mirth and belly laugh all goodness things must issue forth to an end and fucking Batgirl was beyond good. Her holes were so stiff and hot to start with and with their thrusting erections only separated by her membrane it gave more stimulation to their sex tools. So it was a precede conclusion that sooner rather than later orgasm would come. They couldn't have timed it good if they planned it for both were approaching the finish line at breakneck f number with the but question which would pass it first.

"Uhhn, I'm almost there,"Mirth gasped as he slammed globe rich into her Batbooty.

"shuffle sure you don't cum in her,"the Joker said as he reluctantly pulled out of her sass and headed back to the photographic camera,"we need to motion-picture show it."

"Ooh I'm gon na cum ! I can't entertain it anymore !"Mirth yelled as his shaft slipped from her ass.

Before his hand could even reach it, his hammer exploded with a rope of cum shooting out and hitting Batgirl in her lower back. gleefulness then managed to catch his shooting cock and aim it at Batgirl's firm buttocks. bead after fall hit her taut ass with a splat until nothing more remained in hilarity's worn out balls.

Meanwhile Guffaw knife thrust in her a few more times before it was his turn to cum. He just managed to rive out of her Batpussy before ejaculating a fountain of tweed, viscous liquid onto her now gaping Batcaves. Harley was able to film it all despite her own body's squirming for watching them paint Batgirl was arousing her immensely and she wanted succor. Still she remained disciplined until both hoodlums were finished cumming. Afterwards they were laughing and high fiving each other as they extricated their limbs from Batgirl's.

"Cut,"the Joker yelled as he stopped the camera.

Now that the filming was perfect he looked down at the adjacent order of commercial enterprise to acquire care of which was his rearing erection. Turning he saw Batgirl sinking down onto the free weight bench in a state of physical and mental enfeeblement now that glee and guffaw were done. Looking beyond her his regard fell upon Harley who was adjusting something on the number two camera.

"Oh Haaarley."

"Yes jokester,"she replied looking up.

"come here,"he told her while curling his finger.

Once she reached him he took her by the shoulders and spun her around so she was facing the bondage X with her back to him. Without saying a word he then pushed down on her shoulder joint until she was bent over at a 90 arcdegree angle prompting her to place her hired hand on the X to support herself. He paused just long enough to feast his eyes on her yummy posterior before jamming his wide prick into her wet, shaved pussy.

"Ooh yessss !"she moaned as she felt him participate her.

Harley had no chance to savor the feeling for the turkey didn't even penetrate her fully before he slid back out prompting a thwarted whimper in reply. Ignoring that he aimed just gamey and a second later his mushroom heading pierced her plenteous ass. This time he kept going until every inch was buried and his glob were brushing her pussy. Next he smacked her ass sharply before beginning to bang her as hard as he could. His fingers dug into the soft material body of her articulatio coxae as he worked in and out of Harley's ample posterior for all he was worth.

"Since you said I prefer to fuck ass I'll have your words come admittedly,"he grunted as he thrust balls deep each time.

All Harley could do was stabilize her body to forbid from being knocked forward for it felt like he was trying to reach her throat by how intemperate he was driving his stick. Since he'd already cum twice he was in no danger of cumming quickly, in fact as it was his glob were working overtime in Holy Order to get more of the creamy Patrick Victor Martindale White fluid. So he went all out with no period until Harley's wooden leg began to tremble and shake and she could barely stand.

Batgirl had watched this take lieu with undisguised luxuria but she was also fighting unsuccessfully to stay alert. The combination of the physical work she'd done all workweek added to the unprecedented fucking she'd received was just too a great deal to overcome. to a greater extent than once she had forced her eyes back out-of-doors but ultimately it was a losing battle.

The last thing Batgirl saw before unconsciousness prevailed was Harley lying on her side on the thrall X with the jokester holding her top leg up to his berm. His prick was still sodomizing her while at the same time he was jamming the electric cattle prod deep into Harley's quim while she squealed like a beat pig. Then she knew no more.

epilogue

Batgirl woke alone with her body stiff and her common soldier parts sore from the previous night's ravage. The easterly sky was brightening with run of garden pink and Orange when she opened her eyes and sat up. With a start she realized that she was sitting on the grass in the vicinity of where she'd first encountered Harley the night before.

Staggering to her infantry Batgirl walked on unsteady stage until she reached the Batcycle which was parked right where she'd left it. Noticing her exposed body region Batgirl first removed her utility whack and wrapped her cape around herself before holding it in place by refastening the usefulness smash above it. She then proceeded to depend on through the still, quiet streets of Gotham urban center like a bat out of hell with the only finish to get home before anyone saw the disheveled condition she was in.

Despite all she had suffered the Nox before Batgirl could experience her torso becoming aroused by the vibrating of the Batcycle between her toned thighs. In fact by the prison term she arrived at the computer memory garage she'd had two sexual climax and the leather rear end had a large wet daub from her juices.

Once in the garage she stripped down nude and concealed her mutilated costume before wrapping a mantle around her spent organic structure. After this she headed back to her apartment where she immediately collapsed into her waiting bed and let sopor overwhelm her. It was already Night when she woke famished and with her consistency feeling like it had been run over by a train.

After raiding the fridge she managed to put together plenty leftover to fill her vacuous tummy after which she headed to the bathroom. Barbara filled the tub with water as hot as she could take before sinking feeling in up to her neck and soaking. She remained until the water began to cool and it did wonderment for her ache and pains, almost making her forget them.

It was when she began to dry herself with a big, downy towel that everything came rushing back. For as the mild cotton wool made contact with her nipples a wave of desire overwhelmed her to such a arcdegree that she needed to grab cargo deck of the cesspit to prevent from falling. By the sentence she reached her bed Barbara's twat was soaked and her nipples were puffy and swollen from lust.

‘ Is this feel ever going to wear off or was Harley right field about there being no remedy ?'Barbara cerebration as her manic finger stroked her kitty rapidly.

An 60 minutes ( and three orgasms later ) Barbara fell into a mystifying slumber but even while asleep she was unable to escape her new hyperactive libido. Her dreams were filled with visions of arduous cocks and wet pussy and after she woke up the following morning she was still horny. However she resisted the urge to touch herself but instead got get dressed and headed to her local food market store.

She had a few close calls ( like when she saw the banana and cucumber in the produce section ) but she steeled her resolve and continued shopping for ingredients for the next few days meals. It was when she reached the checkout time line that her world was turned upside down more than it already had been. For in passing she happened to glance down at the newspaper publisher rack and what she saw almost made her drop her field goal of foodstuff. Somehow she didn't but she had to place it on the floor as her heart pounded like a jackhammer and her throat became as dry as the desert.

SHOCKING BATGIRL SEX TAPE ! The headline practically screamed at her with a wet colour photo taking up the respite of the breast page of The Gotham Daily News. Her fingers trembled as she picked up a copy and put it on the counter followed by the rest of her merchandise. Barbara ignored the foreign clerk's attempt to talk over the unit sordid affair and how back in his homeland that harlot Batgirl would be publicly stoned as a lesson to any female who would emulate her immoral behavior.

In a daze she walked habitation where she left everything on the kitchen parry except the paper which she brought with her to the sofa. The exposure on the front page was heavily censored but it was from when hilarity and Guffaw had been two-bagger penetrating her. While all individual parts were obscured her look wasn't and the wanton pleasure she had experienced was obvious.

Turning to the story Barbara read how the site that the video recording was on had crashed from the unprecedented intensity of strike it had received. It was also reported that it had been traced to a pot in the caiman Islands called Felonious Prankster LLC and that it had already made in excess of one million dollars in the 1st twenty four hours since being posted.

There was also an editorial condemning Batgirl in no uncertain terms for being a bad influence to Gotham city's youth as well as for tempting the faint flesh of the men of the municipality. It concluded that it was a good thing for Batgirl that no one knew who she actually was for if her cloak-and-dagger identity was known at the least she would be run out of Gotham on a rail, if not worse.

The weeping stung her eyes as they flowed when she realized that all the in effect works she'd done and all the risks she had taken over the years were so easily forgotten by the mercurial public. Couldn't they see that she was restrained and unable to scarper ? Or was it that as a woman she shouldn't enjoy sex no matter the lot ? While others had no way of knowing that she had been given an aphrodisiac Barbara suspected if a tape had turned up showing Catwoman fellating a bounce Batman no one would deliver condemned him in such terms.

Despite all this genial torture Barbara found herself under a compulsion so inviolable that she couldn't resist it. Dropping the newspaper publisher onto the coffee table she headed to her information processing system located on a desk in a picayune corner of her apartment. It took but a minute to happen the web site through a lookup engine and unable to stop herself she typed in the address.

There she was greeted by a still photo of her sucking a cock, glee's she guessed for his was longer and sparse than Guffaw's. While she was unwilling to pay the $ 29.99 monetary value to download the full picture there was a lagger connexion which she clicked on. It was only thirty seconds tenacious and censored but it was enough and it had sound. As Barbara watched it again and again her hired hand crept between her thigh and got busybodied as she watched herself being defiled.

Meanwhile in a secret, underground villain lair the Joker sat staring at his own computer screen as Harley slurped away on his surpassing member.

"If things keep going the way they have then I'll make more money from this than any of my previous heists. Who would've thunk it. I guess one can never underestimate the sexual perversion of the American language people."

"Department of Energy that stand for that you're going to end your life of crime and go legit as a porn producer ?"she asked as she momentarily removed his joystick from her mouth.

"What do you cogitate Harley ?"he replied."Though from now on I may moving picture my frolic and billing to regard them."

"So jokester, when are you going to let Batgirl know that the injectant was just a placebo and not a real aphrodisiac ?"Harley inquired before resuming the blowjob.

The jokester laughed long and backbreaking before answering.

"Never, of course of instruction. Where would the fun be in letting the mark know. It would no longer be an deep down joke that way. Besides I say let her believe otherwise so she can enjoy her newfound sexual liberation. She'd probably feel shamefaced if she knew the truth. You know they say ignorance is bliss."

FIN

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