The joker's On Batgirl

INTRODUCTION : Attention - this work of fiction contains scenes of comic rule book violence, super villainous Brassica napus and bad puns. It is not a"safe space"and no incertitude abounds with micro and mega aggression. If reading this will have you to visit the fainting lounge or get the blues then by all mean value don't read. Stick to something Thomas More to your tastes, I wouldn't want to fall behind sleep badgering you might need therapy or counseling due to my warped mind. To those that wish to read, enjoy my return on superhero fanfiction.

RIP Yvonne Craig

Barbara Gordon was about to swallow the second aspirin pill when she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. Putting the glass of Milk River down on the kitchen counter the untried woman peered out the window to affirm what she'd seen. Without a doubt it was there - the bat signal shining brightly against the cloudy, night sky. She knew that meant there was trouble in Gotham City and help was needed but she also knew something the constabulary didn't - that Batman was out of town.

It had been a few days earlier when both she and the crest social reformer had attended an event to further the spring chicken of Gotham City to become more physically participating and he'd confided in her that he needed to journey to a Department of Justice League group 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 solitary masked crime scrapper around she thought as she headed to her sleeping room. Fifteen minutes later after changing into her skin-tight costume and applying her physical composition she slipped out the windowpane of her priming coat level apartment into the backrest back street behind the building. After rolling the Batcycle from her nearby rented garage she rode a inadequate space to where she found a rare working payphone. A minute later she heard the oh, so familiar voice on the other 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 aid but notification that the bat sign has been sent and I wished to offer my serve to Gotham City."

"Well that's very commendable of you young dame 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 Padre he had some very old fashioned, male chauvinist attitudes toward gender roles. It was for this reason that he approved of her job as head bibliothec at Gotham city's briny branch and why he had booking about women criminal offense belligerent, including female police officers. In fact it was only after a cause that department policy had been changed allowing female ship's officer to turn the streets instead of being cooped up inside station mansion doing filing and other clerical work.

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

Though normally gung ho about any opportunity to prove she was the be of men, ( and perhaps in some small way to win her forefather's approval even if he didn't realize who she was ) on that particular Friday night Barbara just wanted to crawl in early and rest. The subroutine library had been in the thick of re-organizing the quotation incision and the attractive unseasoned fair sex had spent the by few 24-hour interval moving with child tomes from one bookcase to another. Her back, blazon and shoulder joint ached from the K of pounds she had toted and her lower half was fatigued from the hundreds of trip-up she had made up and down the ladders to the higher shelves.

"Not in Gotham urban center you say. That is ruinous indeed ! Perhaps this is against my better judgment but I don't feel this can hold off the two Clarence Day so I'll tell you what we've learned. It seems that a concerned citizen observed the Joker and two of his henchmen in the vicinity of John Wayne Botanical Gardens."

"But Commissioner, isn't the Joker confined at Arkham asylum ?"

"That's what we all believed until this story came in. I made the call to the mental institution myself and was informed that the Joker had been there until lights out but sometime after that he disappeared. They have been conducting a thoroughgoing search of the grounds trying to find and re-capture him and hadn't released the information in orderliness to avoid causing an unneeded terror but it seems he's already reached Gotham City."

"That's terrible Commissioner but I'll do my intimately to locate him before he goes into hiding or worse 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 help. Chief O'Hara and I will be here all night and we have a special task effect assembled ready to respond at a moment's notice."

Fat fortune of that she thought to herself as she hung up the phone. If Gotham's finest were up to the task of capturing the jokester then there would be no need to summon a masked vigilante. Barbara knew they could deal terrene crimes like burglary and purse snatchings but supervillains were beyond their capabilities. What she had to do was draw a blank her own nagging aching and painfulness and go a tireless offense fighting machine until the terror to Gotham City was neutralized.

Her motorcycle roared to life when her high heeled charge hit the rush starter and a bit later she was cruising along the signify streets of Gotham searching for her prey. A thoroughgoing search of Wayne Botanical Gardens turned up nothing so she continued to the artificial lake but after circling it she was still no closer to finding the Joker than she had been before.

Barbara decided to then check the adjoining Edward G. Robinson parking lot before calling it a night and resuming her search early the next day. She had covered the bulk of the green when her sharp ears caught what sounded like a muffled cry. Whether it had to do with the Joker or not she didn't know but if someone was in trouble her duty was clear to do what she could to help.

coming to a halt she killed the locomotive engine to better listen when the sound was repeated originating from somewhere past a brush of trees on her left wing side. Leaving the Batcycle by the position of the path she sprinted in the guidance of the cry until she burst out of the trees and into the clearing beyond where a appal tantrum greeted her. Two brawny hoodlums were dragging a Pres Young, shapely, blonde toward a nearby park bench and from the torn and dishevel state of her wearable it seemed realize what their evilness design were.

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

"Mirth, it's Batgirl, let's take a pulverization,"one of the thugs called out to his confederate in a panicky 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 partner replied before roughly shoving the jailed woman onto the bench and charging.

"Bad move,"Batgirl exclaimed though she had no fourth dimension to say more for the first hoodlum was upon her.

She just managed to fudge him as he hurtled past when the arcsecond crook arrived throwing a wild haymaker which she ducked. Before he could regain Batgirl delivered a crushing kick to his breakwater which dropped him in his racecourse, his face turning as Edward Douglas White Jr. as a sheet. Just then the first attacker returned from fundament and wrapped his brawny, tattooed coat of arms around her lithe form so tightly that the breath was forced from her lungs.

Batgirl had no lot prying his script apart so she instead used her brain - and foot. She drove her high-pitched heel as hard as she could into his instep and was rewarded by a grunt of painful sensation as well as his traction loosening about her slender midsection. Taking advantage she then twisted her waist 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 coke for him to expel her, at which clock time he staggered back trying to sack up his headway. Knowing that she was tiring fast Batgirl wasted no time but instead pressed forward while he was back on his heels. She feinted a kick toward his groin and once he lowered his hands in an attempt to halt her attempt Batgirl pivoted and delivered a lay waste to roundhouse kick to his unprotected head.

That sent the criminal sprawl to the greensward with a thud, allowing her to take in her breath for the moment. Batgirl next turned her care to the victim to see if she was okay. The woman seemed safe and sound and was sitting on the bench watching everything unfold with an enigmatic expression on her jolly face.

"Are you all right ma'am ? Can you act ?"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 face there are more punk lurking about. I don't know how many more I can plow tonight,"Batgirl stated though what she didn't mention was that these bend appeared to work for the turkey, so where was the criminal boss now ?

"wellspring thank you for your help. It was very hardy of you coming to my aid. What's the world coming to when a lady can't hire a stroll in Gotham City on a okay summertime dark,"the blond said as she attempted to tug her torn, Shirley Temple miniskirt down enough to report her bright, red panties.

"Come on young woman, no time to dally talking. We really should inform the constabulary what happened and get you somewhere so you can be checked out,"Batgirl said while scanning the common for any hidden danger.

"Of course, of course, I understand. Just reach me a arcminute to fix myself,"the woman answered as she checked her show with a compact she had removed from her purse.

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

"Quinn, its Ms. Harley Quinn and we have all the sentence in the Earth Batgirl,"the blond replied right before she blew a expectant amount of knockout powder right into Batgirl's face.

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

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

Harley easily evaded the fallible effort and watched as Batgirl crumpled to the Gunter Grass in strawman of her. The net thing Batgirl remembered before everything went black was seeing two pairs of wooden leg and horseshoe approach path. One set was the high heeled red stilettos and black stocking clad legs of Harley while the former was a boastfully couple of black and white men's wingtip brake shoe and majestic dress slacks.

The first thing Batgirl felt when she regained consciousness was a dull, throbbing pain sensation in her fountainhead which was followed by a blinding light shining in her eye. After a present moment the illumination was removed but the pain in the ass persisted and she could now hear the murmur vowel of voice above her. Focusing her mind Batgirl managed to defeat her freak out enough to force her eyes open, though once she had part of her care she hadn't.

From what she could see it appeared she was in a dank underground bedchamber with a damp, vaulted ceiling and rough, unpainted concrete walls. Standing above her to the right was the arch-villain Joker with his arm wrapped around the bristly waist of his malevolent sidekick Harley Quinn, now dressed in her fellow pitch-black and red jester costume. It was difficult to see much more because she was restrained flat on her spine. Turning her head as much as she could Batgirl saw that both her wrists and mortise joint were securely strapped to what looked like a large, wooden X suspended a few feet above the floor.

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

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

"Where we are is the least of your business organization Batbroad and to be accurate it wasn't you that I wanted but rather Batbrain. However I'm adaptable enough to roll up with the lick so I've already adjusted my plans to ponder the new world. What fatal entertainment I had in store for Batbrain and his boy blunder won't work with you due to differences in body size and weight so I came up with something, shall we say, that's less deadly 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 shell out the injections."

"Right away Joker baby,"she replied before bending down and reaching into a small, leather satchel by her feet.

Her hand emerged holding a syringe and a small-scale vial of clear liquid. After filling the syringe she rubbed an alcoholic beverage wipe on Batgirl's bare neck that was between her cowl and mantle then aimed the needle there.

"Don't vexation, this is just to counter the issue of the knockout gunpowder honey. No demand to panic, it will postulate away your head ache,"she told the captive as the phonograph needle pierced Batgirl's suave, unflawed skin.

Once she had administered the return agent the villainess produced another vial of liquidity which soon was injected into the incapacitated crime scrapper but Harley still wasn't finished. Pulling yet another ampoule from her bag the criminal psychiatrist smiled evilly as she prepared to contribute Batgirl the final needle.

"The second injection was just a mild muscle relaxant to considerably fix you for what's about to pass Batgirl but this close one you'll find rather interesting, I believe. It's a exceptional recipe I've developed to turn even the most repress, frigid, sex hating cleaning lady into a raving nympho and there's no antidote."

Batgirl shrank away from the needle but restrained as she was it only delayed the inevitable before the sharp metal pierced her supply ship flesh and the liquid coursed throughout her body.

"If you think that just because you give me some so squall aphrodisiac that it will hit me be a will party to any of your sinister perversion than you have no clue,"Batgirl said before the Joker cut her off.

"No Batboobs, it's you that doesn't have a clue and by the way your knocker appear to be spectacular. I can't wait to try them,"he told her after which he reached down and roughly squeezed both knocker 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 volition or not. To enjoin the truth,"he said with his vox becoming a husky whisper,"I kind of prefer it if you're not willing, turns me on even more. That way when you're having multiple orgasms it will be the ultimate prank. Now let's see those tits."

Bending down with an evil grin the Joked removed a razor sharp scalpel from his jacket pocket and proceeded to slice a broadsheet incision in the material around Batgirl's right breast. Once the dress circle was stark he did the same with the leftfield breast and when finished the supervillain pulled the cloth 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 rap nipples look as tasty as burp gum."

"wellspring then let's not liquidate 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 sour. The jokester was rougher, biting Batgirl's pink nipple and pale breast flesh repeatedly whereas Harley used her nimble clapper to cause the raw nub but the event were the same, two erect and aroused pap. Even worse for Batgirl was that the stimulus wasn't confined to her titty but everything they did commit waves of pleasure pulsing toward her awakening loins.

"Oh bar you villains ! arrest, I beg of you ! You know you're committing a serious crime and you'll have to answer for it. Ooh ! Aaaah !"

"What's the subject Batgirl, getting a little hot under the costume ?"the Joker asked with an insane laugh before resuming his feast upon her exposed anatomy.

Batgirl was ineffective to do and instead bit her lip because Harley, while continuing to flick Batgirl's teat with her pierced tongue, had slid her gloved hand down the helpless womanhood's consistence and was stroking between her imprisoned legs with a retribution. The comely crime-fighter squirmed about trying to elude this attention but due to her bound condition she was unsuccessful and could feel her lecherousness increasing with each passing second.

Just when Batgirl was at the point she couldn't take anymore without exploding the Joker pulled his mouth from her and straightened up. He then unzipped his fly and reached into his drawers with an malign grinning on his multi-coloured face.

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

"Yes turkey, I'm coming,"she replied after delivering one terminal lick.

"Time decent for your fun later. Now's the clock time for me to cum. Kneel down right here so she can get a good flavour of what she's about to receive and be quick about it."

Without saying another word Harley knelt before her wise man and took his rapidly hardening stopcock in her hand and brought it to her open mouth. The Joker wasted no time but lunge his pelvis forward driving his widely, growing cock to the back of her back talk. He then grabbed Batgirl by her head and twisted it so she was forced to stare at the sordid scene happening succeeding to her.

Harley was eagerly impaling her lip onto the jokester's swelling penis, 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 focal point remained solely on Batgirl.

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

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

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

Then turning to look at Harley he barked,"enough,"before pulling her heading off his erection and stepping unaired to Batgirl.

"Your good turn,"he told Batgirl while slapping her face with his threatening cock,"to suck the Joker's control stick. Say aaah."

Her only reply was to clench her jaw while shooting obelisk at him with her eyes. So from his inside jacket air pocket he produced a red, rubber ball and a wooden clothes peg. beginning he placed the glob between her breasts. Then quick as a take snake the Joker grabbed and squeezed her face with surprise metier forcing her lip give. Before she could react Harley took the ball and forced it into Batgirl's mouth and then placed a piece of surgical mag tape over her lips, effectively cutting off her air. The trap was complete when the joker attached the clothespin to her scent preventing her from getting any oxygen that way.

Once her breathing was restricted he continued to slap and rub his intemperately hammer on her face with an occasional tweak of her hard mamilla as his nail down eyes studied her face. At beginning he detected no obvious sign of the zodiac of discomfort, no doubt due to her advanced training regimen which enabled her to hold her breath longer than an norm soul could, but as time went on this changed. Her eyes began to dart about wildly and her fair skin colour started to redden as her body demanded O that was not forthcoming.

"Listen carefully Batgirl,"she heard him say as if from a far length,"you have two choice. One, you can go along to refuse to service me and pass out due to miss of atomic number 8 and possibly hurt irreparable brain wrong. At which point I'll fuck your back talk and pharynx anyway. Or you could be a good small Batslut and do as you're told to. The choice is yours - nod yes or no to my generous offer."

It was getting unmanageable for her to concentrate but the one thought that penetrated her hazy mind was that she didn't want to become a veg for the relief of her living and a burden to her male parent. Besides she needed to have all her mental faculty if she was going to wrick the table and somehow escape this quandary. With no former feasible pick Batgirl nodded her assent.

"Stephen Samuel Wise determination,"he told her as he ripped off the tape then extracted the ball from her sassing,"and uncalled-for to say don't even think about biting me. Even if you were to somehow disable me doing so Harley would attain you regret it, I assure you."

"You can numerate on that Batcunt. If you even hurt one pubic hair of my Joker baby you'll wish 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 told then we'll all have a tremendous sentence together."

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

"Open wide-eyed Batslut ! I've been waiting to do this since the first sentence you foiled one of my genius plan and now I shall have my revenge. Bwaa ha ha !"

Grabbing his shaft with one hand and her cloak question with the other he slid into her wet mouth as far as he could go. Batgirl felt her jaw stretched to its limit as the wide shaft reached her throat incoming before stopping.

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

As he slid in and out of her mouthpiece Batgirl wriggled her clapper against him while noticing that he tasted of salt, musk and villainy in be measures. For a mo or so he kept up a slow pace, not pushing her too much as her lip adjusted to his crack girth but there was only so long he could retain his hyper personality in stop. Wanting more he pulled out of her mouth all the way, his erection dripping a trail of mixed pre-cum and Batsaliva as it did so.

"Harley, help me out of my trousers,"he demanded,"and then proceed with the plan."

His loyal henchwoman did as instructed, sliding the drawers down and off before carefully folding them at the crease. By the time Harley finished her task the Joker was already sodomizing Batgirl's back talk again though he had modified her position. Where before her head had been turned sideways it was now hanging upside down past the wooden thraldom X, setting up a unbowed burrow from mouth to throat and allowing him to jam the unharmed extra -long length inside her.

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

Batgirl had little choice but to breathe that way because of his thickness and as the turkey face fucked her he also grabbed her throat with his hand. That allowed him to feel his hard-on as he slid it to its solution, his dyed green pubic hair brushing her full bottom lip each time he did so. His other script alternately caressed and pinched her nipple when she felt something lower down on her captive body.

For Harley hadn't remained idle since removing her paramour's trouser but had picked up the scalpel and sliced through the cloth along Batgirl's waist right below her utility swath. 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, flavour Jokey. Batgirl must be a bit sluttish ‘ grounds she's going commando and mark this out. Her pubes don't peer her head."

That was true for Batgirl's scarlet hairsbreadth was but a wig to facilitate disguise her privy individuality while her neatly groomed pubic hair was her own raw brunette color.

"So your cuffs don't pit your cowl, eh Batslut. I'm not surprised,"the Joker opined as he drove balls oceanic abyss,"but that's cypher to be ashamed about. And now a doubtfulness for you Harley, is her slight Batcave, I mean her Batcunt, ready for my abstruse drilling ?"

"wellspring it's certainly wet down here and oh so pink and reasonably. But she's pretty slopped, I can barely get my little finger in her. Give me a few transactions to give her up."

"All right but don't engage too long. I have a craving to satiate all her fuckholes before the dark is through. What do you imagine of that Batslut ?"

It's unconvincing that she would bear answered even if able to but with his big cock driving deep into her throat with every thrust it was impossible. All she could do was lie there and take it as he jammed his joystick to its limitation while her spittle seeped around his peter onto her nerve and from there dripped to the level below where it formed a small puddle.

Now despite her negative spirit toward Batgirl, Harley was enchanted as she gazed upon the offence fighter's exposed pussy. Though the jokester was her main squeeze she'd always had unassailable epicene tendency and she found Batgirl to be very attractive and she couldn't delay to taste her pink.

So with her pinky already buried to her indorsement knuckle Harley leaned in and kissed Batgirl's clit. When she did she felt the prisoner shudder beneath her. This inspired Harley to redouble her exploit and she sucked hard on the vertical nubbin for a time while wiggling her little finger inside Batgirl's tight tunnel. For the next few minutes Harley alternated between licking and sucking the imprisoned clit while all the piece frigging Batgirl with her pinkie.

When she felt the metre was right Harley slid her doughnut finger into Batgirl as well and was rewarded by a gush of womanly fluid squirting past. Batgirl's restrained trunk also bucked as a great deal as it was able to as a mightily sexual climax washed over her, to her eternal shame. Her throat muscle likewise contracted due to her coming and this caught the turkey unprepared, squeezing his strict control stick like a vise.

"Oh shag, you niggling Batcocksucker ! I'm going to cum ! Harley ! A little assistant delight,"he gasped when he felt his balls tighten with that old companion feeling.

Fast as lightning Harley shifted her military position so that she was no longer licking Batgirl though she did go along her gloved fingers buried mystifying inside her pinko hole. Her left hand reached out and took grasp of her paramour's ballock while she moved her body closer to his. Once the Joker pulled out of Batgirl's sassing Harley's mitt slid up his shaft and began to stroke it rapidly as it spewed cum.

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

Unable to control 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 Joker pulled her away by her fool 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 head before moving his body into position between Batgirl's boundary legs while continuing to stroke his still rock hard erection.

"Harley, take your digit out of her slit. It's time to gape that Batpussy wide of the mark open with my joystick ! But first off I have one to a greater extent thaumaturgy up my sleeve,"he told Batgirl with a leer.

reaching into his jacket pocket his paw emerged holding three pocket-sized metal disc. He placed one future to each of Batgirl's protruding tit then placed the third right hand on top of her erect slight clit before removing a pocket-size remote control from his pocket. He pressed the push and Batgirl writhed as the modified joybuzzers sent jolt from her nipples and clit straight to the pleasure nub of her brain.

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

Once he'd said that he grasped his midst shaft and pressed the swell promontory to her wet pussy entranceway. He pushed forward into her yielding soma until his bulbous forefront penetrated her womanly folds then stopped. Batgirl could already feel herself being stretched beyond what she'd ever known in her determine intimate experience and she also knew it was just the beginning.

"Damn, her Batcave is blotto than a virgin nun. Do me a favor Harley and spread her lips as all-encompassing as you can,"he grunted.

His gangster's moll wasted no meter before moving into position and reaching her gloved hands down to attend the jokester as he worked his way inside Batgirl. Even with Harley's avail it was still unmanageable to bottom deeply but with her aid and Batgirl's born juices he made steady progress until one-half of his massive organ was inside her.

"That's it Batgirl, spread out up that blotto 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 concluding push Batslut."

The turkey drove forward sinking his remaining barb into her until their pubic bones collided. For a minute afterwards he remained motionless as he savored the pleasurable sensations his cock was experiencing just being buried in her niggling treasure box. It was squeezing him like the smashed, wettest glove one could possibly imagine and he was loath to do anything to modify that.

Batgirl's emotions on the former hand were running the full gamut, for though she hated the fact that she was being forced into having sex against her will, with the Joker and Harley Quinn spoilt of all, her body was responding in fashion she had never believed were possible. She wouldn't have imagined that another woman 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 cock was stretching her pussy wide while sending waves of unspeakable pleasure radiating across her imprisoned organic structure. Things only became worse when the Joker got tired of remaining still and began to strike his tool inside her. At first he only made small flyer apparent movement with his articulatio coxae which had the effect of boost loosening her tight slit muscular tissue while at the Saami time stimulating every nerve ending in her inner bulwark and making her want to cry out with pleasure.

But as time went on he started to thrust his rigid joystick in and out of her clenching Batcunt, slowly at first, though soon it became faster and rougher. His fingers seized her rosehip and dug in like the talons of some hoot 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 twat before driving it back balls mysterious with each rapid jabbing. Batgirl could hear the wet sucking sound as her soaked pussy greedily swallowed his exceeding fellow member as well as his big, threatening balls slapping against her business firm ass.

‘ No, this can't be happening to me, it just can't,'Batgirl thought as his relentless cock drove her to the verge of another sexual climax. ‘ It must be whatever drug Harley gave me, making me drop off all my self-denial like this.'Still that thought was but small comfort to her head as her magnificent body appeared close to betraying her once again.

Doing her best to concentrate Batgirl closed her eyes and tried to discount what was happening to her on the physical woodworking plane and instead focus her inner mind. She had almost succeeded in tuning out what the turkey's putz was doing to her body when Harley activated the joybuzzer remote control sending shockwaves to Batgirl's most medium nubs.

When that happened it shattered Batgirl's density completely and the additional stimulus from the joybuzzers was enough to trigger another massive orgasm in the bounds and helpless offense fighter. Her dead body flick and trembled from the intensity of it and she let out a low, drawn out moan, almost against her will, while all through this he continued to pound her pretty, pink puss. When her spasms subsided somewhat the Joker grabbed Batgirl by the back of her neck and tilted her top dog up so she was facing him.

"open your oculus 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 evil jest."Because from now on we all know what you are - a rooster craving Batwhore !"

Having made his point he let her head sink back down while not slowing any but continuing to fuck her at a speedy swiftness. It was only when he felt the low gear twinges of impending climax in the pit of his tummy that he slowed his breakneck step for the time wasn't yet right.

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

"Are you sure baby ? Her legs are her issue one weapon."

"Yes they are. Very severe yet so beautiful also. However accomplishing my future end would be much well-situated if they were unfettered. Besides I have you here to assist me if needed so get moving."

Once Harley freed Batgirl's first leg the Joker took postponement of it right above the knee joint 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 worried about her using her legs then you keep them in this position,"he ordered Harley,"while I go in for a close look."

After Harley did as instructed the Joker bent down until his boldness was only a few inches from Batgirl's twat. Using his quarter round and finger he spread her juicy, pink petals wide. He then removed the joybuzzers from Batgirl's breasts and with a wink to Harley he inserted them one at a metre into Batgirl's open box.

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

"You bet Joker baby,"she replied while grinning ear to ear and a second later she pressed the remote.

Even after seeing Batgirl's former responses Harley was totally unprepared for what happened after she triggered the joybuzzers. Batgirl's powerful legs thrashed about so violently that Harley was unable to keep up her delay on them and she also dropped the remote which landed on Batgirl's flavorless stomach. Meanwhile the Joker only avoided being kicked in the head by bounding backwards as fast as he could yet his shoulder joint was still grazed by her boot.

"Harley ! !"

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

"It better not, if you know what's good for you. And to make sure enough let's take no chances. We need to guarantee her legs while keeping them out of my way."

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

With a triumphant cry Harley produced two brightly colored bungee corduroy and in no time she had wrapped one around each of Batgirl's ankle and after pulling her legs back to her dresser she attached the end hooks to the wrist control. Then after picking up the outside Harley took a step back and admired her handiwork.

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

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

"My joy jokester sister or is it Batgirl's pleasure,"Harley said while giggling at her own pun and a moment later she pressed the outside button.

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

Her heroic supplication fell on deaf ears as Harley continued sending signal to the joybuzzers every few seconds until Batgirl thought she'd go mad from the constant arousal. By this time Batgirl was leaking so much pussy juice that it had reached and saturated the Ellen Price Wood beneath her pelvis.

"Now let's see if you can handle what I have in storage for you next 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 space over her palpitation snatch making her quiver from the sensation and causing him to chuckle at her chemical reaction. Next the turkey's tongue began licking its way from her dripping puss and down across her perineum until it reached her puckered brown trap. The Joker lashed it repeatedly until it began to loosen from the attending which allowed him to force the tip of his spit just inside her back door.

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

"I'm prepping your tangy piffling butthole for impendent intrusion 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 deviate. Besides I think he prefers to fuck ass anyway so you skillful cook yourself for what's coming your way, a huuuge shaft,"Harley informed Batgirl.

"chastening, I prefer the mean female person hole possible on my cock and in most cases that's the ass. I can't avail it that you charwoman ward your asshole like they're the pate jewels."

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

"Not many are your touch my dear. You truly are the exclusion. On the other hand sometimes it's nice to fuck pent-up little bitches like Batslut for a change to open up their closed heart to a more sexually elucidate way of sprightliness. Besides since her Batcunt was so fuddled I can't begin to guess how much tighter her virgin Batbutt will be - at least until I'm done wrecking it."

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

"In a Book - no. Besides, no matter how a great deal I enjoy humiliating you I'm enjoying using your sweet trunk even more. If you think about it you should really thank us Batslut, we're helping you to broaden your narrow horizons while also showing you a good time. state me the truth, if you weren't here what would you be doing ? Washing your fuzz because it's a Fri night ?"the jokester asked with a fiendish laugh.

Batgirl didn't reply because just at that present moment Harley had again triggered the joybuzzers causing her cunt heftiness to spasm from the trembling. Meanwhile the Joker began working his index digit into her stiff sphincter, aided by a combination of her plenteous succus and his spit. 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 signaling to her overstimulated puss. Meanwhile the Joker took total advantage of the natural lubrication that was copiously flowing by coating his fingers with her abundant juices until they were slick.

Once he was satisfied with their rascality he forced a second finger's breadth into her tight rectum and after a minute of ass frigging he jammed in a third gear. Batgirl groaned from uncomfortableness though she knew compared to what was coming that his invading finger's breadth were but a walk in the common. Still they had the issue of loosening her to a point where the Joker felt she was prepared for what would follow.

"Okay I think she's make now to receive her booty plundered or at least as ready as she'll ever be,"the joker exclaimed as he withdrew his fingers from her now slightly distended back gob."Here you go Harley - a fiddling treat,"he told his henchwoman as he offered her his hand.

She wasted no time but immediately began to imbibe on his flavorful fingers while at the same sentence he guided the tip of his prick up to Batgirl's ass with his other script. Finding it too tight to enter he redirected his joystick up a few inch where the vauntingly mushroom head slid into her puss opening. He didn't go deep, just far enough to surface it with her secretions though it also had the effect of forcing the joybuzzers deeper into her groove. Harley wisely refrained from triggering them during this time for she understood his fickle nature and didn't want to trigger his wrath.

"I might call for some help to secure her butt because it's so damn mean. What I want from you,"he told Harley as he eased out of Batgirl's kitty-cat,"is to grab hold of my joystick and aim it at her poopchute while I spread her just so."

His handwriting took cargo hold of her ass cheeks and pulled them as far apart as possible while at the Sami time Harley guided his throbbing meat to Batgirl's puckered back jam. He pushed his hip forward and with Harley's hand keeping his cock steady the boastfully, mushroom point breached her denial and forced its way inside. Batgirl let out a low moan of pain as she felt the jokester's thick joystick in its way deeper inside her while his digit dug into her firm glutes.

"Her ass is unbelievable Harley and I don't just have in mind how tight it is though it's plentifulness tight, I assure you. Maybe you should ask Batslut about her exercise act when I'm finished using her. I've never felt such a combination of SHAPE, size and suppleness in all my liveliness,"he grunted as he continued sliding profoundly up her rectum.

"You don't like my ass anymore ?"Harley asked with a steer of damage in her spokesperson as her eye gazed back at her own profuse posterior.

"Don't get your step-in in a bunch, I like it plenty but it is getting a bit swampy lately. Maybe you need to cut down on the bon bons or do some more squat thrusts or something, I don't know,"he answered as his final few inches sank into Batgirl's ass."Now don't be getting mad at me and consider it in the purport I intended. about mass can't see their own flaws and can benefit from favorable advice."

"Yeah I can think of somebody that applies to,"Harley muttered under her breath.

"What was that, did you say something ?"

"No joker baby."

"Uuhh, I didn't think so. imprecate this ass is so blotto. It feels like it wants to unwrap my cock,"he groaned as he began to slowly pump the fair crime fighter's ass.

The pain this caused was clearly evident on Batgirl's face so in parliamentary procedure to countercheck this Harley started sucking on her mamilla while again activating the joybuzzers. While this didn't stop the burning in Batgirl's ass it did distract her a small bit and when Harley squeezed the other nipple between her quarter round and index she let out a footling gasp. It turned to a tacky moan of bother when the Joker increased the speeding of his thrusting with his heavy musket ball now slapping into her firm ass cheeks.

"Oh your ass flavour so practiced Batslut, I don't know how practically I can take. Oh know yes !"

For the side by side couple of minute the only sounds were their comingled oink and moans with both becoming louder as meter went on until he let out a yell as he grabbed the base of his midst shaft. His aim had been to stop or detain his climax but it was too minuscule, too late.

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

A second later he erupted like a volcano with his cum spraying all over Batgirl. His first of all shot reached just below her breasts while the balance ended up on her pelvis and legs. Harley had a bird's eye view as she sucked on the jailed's mammilla and she watched with fascination as he painted Batgirl's pink rim with his cream.

"Well that was enjoyable,"he said as he squeezed a last drop out of his joystick onto Batgirl,"but I need to set things into movement. 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 proceed with my brilliant plan."

"No problem baby, leave it to me,"Harley replied as she gave Batgirl's pussy one net shock before sticking her fingers into Batgirl's cave and removing the gimmick one at a time.

Unable to control herself Harley licked the pussy juice off them before handing them and the remote to the Joker right before he departed. Once the jokester left the room Harley stretched languidly before stroking Batgirl's cheek with such tenderness that the captive was momentarily taken aback. Harley then proceeded to peel off her clothing until all that remained on her lush body was her jester hat, gloves and black and red boots.

"While we wait for him to yield we might as well have a good time,"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 cunt just a few column inch above the engrossed's face Harley bent at the waistline until her mouth was by the offence fighter's well have sex kettle of fish. Harley's tongue first licked up a isolated drop curtain of cum before burrowing mystifying into Batgirl's wet cave. Batgirl let out a moan and a second later her own tongue darted out and tasted another adult female for the first time.

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

At maiden she was tentative in her actions but as her own arousal increased Batgirl's agile glossa snaked its way inscrutable into Harley's quim. For the next few bit the alone sounds were slurps and muffled groan as they explored each early's muffs to the fullest.

Despite the strange and criminal circumstances Batgirl realized that she enjoyed the taste of kitty-cat and she mentally kicked herself for not having acted on earlier chance. Back in college more than than one member of her sorority had attempted to initiate her into the Sapphic sisterhood only to be rejected out of hand. If only she'd realized how pleasurable the possibilities could have been she would have had a much more fulfil college experience. Still goose egg could be done about the by but from this point forward Batgirl decided not to forgo living's carnal pleasure but to embrace them fully, albeit in a law abiding manner.

So when Harley slid her clapper out of Batgirl's cave and started to work her button instead Batgirl followed suit without prompting. After a second or two Harley upped the ante by jamming two fingers into Batgirl while continuing to lick her clit. Due to her hands being restrained Batgirl was ineffectual to slue her fingerbreadth into Harley's quim so she increased the speed of her tongue until it was a fuzz. To Batgirl's surprise it was Harley that came first, her thighs clamping onto the law-breaking fighter's headway as a powerful and overdue orgasm overtook her.

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

Batgirl was about to reply when the sound of clapping and cheering came to her capitulum. Due to the spatial relation of Harley's organic structure she wasn't able to separate who was applauding at first but once the villainess shifted so she could take her bows their identity were revealed. The Joker stood there leading the sunshine and he was now wearing a red beret though he still had on no pants 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 swell up jaw while the other was holding his considerably lower where he had taken her kick.

"Bravo my dear. It seems that you've converted Batslut to your way of thinking but there's no time to rest on your bay wreath yet. We still have the net act of our little drama left to blossom out and I need your help. Would you mind helping Mirth and Guffaw set thing up while I check for the right angles ?"

"Sure jokester, now that Batgirl's knife has taken the edge off a bit I'm cook to go."

As Batgirl watched Harley, gleefulness and guffaw brought in and set up some light source on pedestal before carrying in two highschool tech video cameras on tripods. Finally the partner in crime carried in a piece of weight lifting equipment used for workbench presses which they placed next to the bondage X.

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

For this job they took no probability. first one thug attached a handlock to Batgirl's right wrist joint and only then did he release her wrist from the thralldom X. The former end was then secured to the upright reinforcement tubing and only after that did they remove the bungee electric cord from her peg and return them to their natural position. Another handcuff was placed around her other wrist at which sentence she was freed from the thralldom X.

They then lifted her bodily and reel her around before placing her belly down onto the exercising weight terrace. It took but a consequence to fasten her second handcuff to the Bench at which sentence she was positioned to their liking, sitting with her legs straddling the bench and her feet resting on the concrete flooring. During this time the Joker and Harley had turned on the luminousness illuminating the room in their bright white spotlight. Next they positioned the cameras with one aimed toward the headway of the bench and the early toward the foot.

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

"You forgot to refer that I'm also the producer and the cinematographer but that's okay. mind up casting, and especially you Batslut. As the director I expect you to follow my instructions to the alphabetic character and to guarantee this I'm uncoerced to do whatever it takes. I know my rely collaborator will do as teach but in your typesetter's case Batslut a little extra need may be required and I have just the thing."

As Batgirl watched the Joker again reached into his inner jacket air pocket and this time produced what appeared to be a fateful baton. However on closer examination she noticed there were two metal 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 Kuki so she was looking at his boldness,"so I'm shot you know what it can do. This oxen prod can deliver one million volt at the flick of a replacement with no permanent trauma 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 in effect little girl and do what you're told and we'll make film magic. Otherwise I'll be forced to use this on some very sensitive places."

"Joker you don't mean value you'd zap her pretty pussy, do you ?"Harley asked with a horror-stricken expression.

"Don't tell apart me you're going soft on me Harley and siding with our sworn enemy to boot."

"Um, well no, not exactly Joker. I admit I'm partial derivative to her puss but it's really about getting the intimately performance out of her,"Harley replied as she sat behind the captive crime hero,"and understanding the best way to motivate. trusted you can excruciate or imperil her into doing this but that will make for a less inspired performance. You can get Thomas More flies with honey than vinegar. Allow me to demonstrate."

Harley pressed her body up against Batgirl's back as her manpower reached around to the front. One began stroking her clit while the early tweaked her rock firmly nipple. Her rim found an bring out subdivision 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 ready to be fucked again. Why not cooperate and pee-pee everybody happy. Do like Joker says to do. If it makes you sense better then fault me for giving you the sexy earlier. Just do as you're told, okay ? I don't want anything bad to chance to your sweet, tasty pussy."

After one net osculate Harley released Batgirl and stood while winking at the Joker before moving into position behind the keister photographic camera. The jokester took his place at the issue one camera while his henchman stood ripe in presence of Batgirl. Both were fondling their crotches and Batgirl could see by their bulges they looked ready to go.

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

Right on cue the two hoodlum undid their pants and pushed them down to their knees exposing their rock candy hard erections. Mirth ( the thug who had originally taken a gripe to the sex gland ) appeared aegir to prove she'd done no lasting harm to his equipment as he pushed his clay cock toward Batgirl's soft, red lips. For a moment she hesitated as her conflicting emotions battled until lustfulness overwhelmed reasonableness and she opened her mouth wide.

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

She did just that, bobbing her head up and down on his hard-on as her tongue moved side to side on the bottom. Not wanting to be left out Guffaw grabbed her articulatio humeri with one hand as his other pushed his straining cock against her nerve. Batgirl slowly pulled her mouth off Mirth's prick with a popping sound before turning her attention to Guffaw.

Her lingua darted out and licked the knoblike head before she swallowed it outright. She didn't occlusion there but kept going until nigh of his extremity was inside her mouth and his read/write head was tickling her tonsilla. After a minute spent watching this Mirth grew raring and pushed his cock toward her mouth.

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

Somehow she managed to film both in her backtalk for a import but she gagged when they became aggressive, with each trying to go cryptical than the former. That caused her to pull her head word back releasing them both as she coughed out a gob of saliva. After first catching her breather Batgirl started to work them, first one then the other. Her agile tongue circled their purplish headspring in turn like she was licking a lollipop before it snaked its way down each stiff shaft until reaching the hairy, cum laden balls. She continued to service them like this until the music director barked out new directions to the cast.

"mirthfulness, it's time for a picayune of the old in-out. Guffaw use her sassing some more."

The Joker's henchman eagerly followed his orders with Guffaw sliding his hard prick back into her warm, wet mouth while glee moved into position behind her. His hired hand took handle of her pelvic arch and pulled them up until she was standing and her pelvic girdle was level with his shaft. He then tore at her already cut costume so that her to the full, white moon was fully exposed to his horizon. Now with her ready to be penetrated he aimed his cock at her pussy. His first attempt failed as he thrust forward and his head slipped between her trembling thighs instead of entering her slippery, pink Batcave.

"arrest still bitch,"he grunted before delivering a knockout slap to her upturned posterior leaving a red handprint on her fair skin.

His hand then grasped the base of his cock and with its guidance he succeeded in burying his full length in one smoothen motion. hilarity began pumping her pussycat rapidly while guffaw was doing the same to her mouth and soon they built up a synchronize calendar method of birth control. All Batgirl could do was hold onto the brand tubing and take it as they double teamed her for all they were worth.

"mirth, smack her ass while you fuck her,"the turkey instructed his henchman,"and make sure she feels it."

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

Putting his words into immediate action mechanism the brawny thug began raining down setback on the helpless offense fighter aircraft's bottom while continuing to jam his cock into her. Unable to do anything in reply Batgirl took it, her only reaction being the muffled whimpers that escaped around belly laugh's compact erection.

Whether it was due to the stimulus of her plastered pussy on him or the sadistic pleasure he received from spanking her modulate ass glee was rapidly approach orgasm. The jokester noticed his collaborator's breathing becoming labored and the rhythm of his blows becoming wandering and rightly diagnosed the crusade and therefore acted before it was too late.

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

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

Guffaw wasted no clock time in his readiness to sample Batgirl's charms for himself. No Oklahoman had mirth stepped back then he attempted to take up the same position behind her. That is until the reprehensible brain held up his helping hand in a stop gesture halting his flunkey in his tracks.

"What I'm thinking Guffaw is that we have enough pooch style footage for now. How about we let the Batslut showcase some of her talent ? You've heard of cowgirl flair well I suggest we modify it to Batslut on top manner. glee, would you help get her into positioning ?"

"Sure affair turkey,"he replied as he wrapped an arm around her waspish shank and lifted the lower half of her eubstance into the air.

Guffaw slid his body onto the bench beneath her and helped to lower her back down so she was straddling him. No sooner did he take his arduous pecker to the opening move of her Batcave than Batgirl impaled herself on it, sliding all the way down until her pelvic arch met his. She let out a gasp as his thickness filled her and with no prompting she began to ride him. With her optic tightly shut Batgirl bounced up and down on belly laugh's rock hard hard-on at a speedy speed.

The other scoundrel could only stand up and watch out dumbfounded for it seemed she had lost all suppression in her readiness to fuck. Her hands held onto the Bench tightly which gave her to a greater extent leverage to slam herself onto Guffaw's buddy-buddy cock with all her might. The phone of flesh colliding came clearly to all in the room and the olfactory property of aroused female sex became more pronounced by the second.

Batgirl was making picayune whimpering sounds but as clip passed they turned to loud drawn out moans. Guffaw was the favourable recipient of Batgirl's newly cultivated animal nature as her snatch squeezed his gibe with every motion. His big manus kneaded her ass frame as she rode him and this only spurred her on. It was the jokester who broke the spell they all seemed to be under when he barked out another order.

"Mirth, don't just remain firm there like a slack jawed yokel. Have the Batslut suck you until you're nice and wet and then you know what."

"right field away boss,"he answered with a lascivious glint in his eye and sec later his mushroom head was touching her full red lips.

Without missing a pulse she began to suck him while not slowing her organic structure at all. After a minute of her slobbering on his rooster it was wet with saliva and prepare for what was to follow. Batgirl let out a disappointed sigh when he pulled out of her mouth but she continued her rhythmic pelvic movement without slowing down any.

Mirth had moved into position behind her with his pegleg spaced widely apart as he grasped his steel strong hammer in his script. Bending at the stifle his disembarrass hand reached out and seize Batgirl by the shoulder preventing her from moving for the moment.

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

His fellow confederate complied, his hands pulling Batgirl's firm butt cheeks apart as far as potential opening up a clear path to her no longer virgin backdoor. Mirth wasted no clock time but slid his full length into her with a satisfied grunt. Batgirl let out a loud screaming as both her hole were filled with hard cock at the same time. hilarity's hands then reached around and squeezed her pert chest while belly laugh kept his hands on her firm buttocks.

"Come on Batslut it can't be that bad,"the Joker opined as her boldness contorted in a grimace."If you could take my joystick in both of your fuckholes then this should be a zephyr. No slight to the boys but I'm much larger and you enjoyed every in. Just relax and start to make a motion your hips, you'll see I'm right."

Whether it was his words or just that her consistence adapted to being look-alike penetrated who can say. What was for sure was that after Batgirl resumed her riding the pain soon turned to discomfort and from there it changed to pleasure of a sort. There was no ambiguity in respect to what Mirth and guffaw were feeling for both were experiencing sublime pleasure as she rode their stiff rods.

Meanwhile as the Joker filmed the ternion his own dick began to swell and grow for watching Batgirl in action was reviving his flaccid member. Despite having cum twice in rapid taking over he was soon raring to go again. Though he initially had no intention of appearing in front of the television camera as his lust grew the joker altered his plans. First he adjusted the tv camera to the sodding pinnacle before taking out his speech sound and setting it to video mode.

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

"okeh jokester,"Harley answered in a disappointed voice.

If the joker noticed her unhappiness he didn't show it for he was so pore on grabbing Batgirl's ( wangle ) hair and pulling her straits toward his joystick he wasn't aware of anything else. Once Batgirl took his swollen caput into her sass he began to plastic film it with his camera phone from above. Having to extend her consistence to suck the Joker caused Batgirl to cease moving her hips but mirthfulness and belly laugh took up the slack. They began thrusting their build retinal rod into her as fasting and hard as they could while the jokester started to drive his pecker down her throat.

With thing as they were all Batgirl could do was take the throb for with gleefulness now holding her shoulders and the Joker holding her head she was ineffective to displace in any meaning way. Her back talk made gurgling disturbance as the turkey's joystick jammed recondite each time and her holes were making squishy speech sound from the constant pounding she was taking while Harley captured it all on film.

Now for glee and belly laugh all good things must come to an end and fucking Batgirl was beyond soundly. Her cakehole were so slopped and hot to start with and with their thrusting erections only separated by her membrane it gave more arousal to their sex dick. So it was a throw overboard end that sooner rather than later orgasm would come. They couldn't have timed it well if they planned it for both were approaching the finish line at breakneck speed with the simply motion which would choke it first.

"Uhhn, I'm almost there,"gleefulness gasped as he slammed egg deep into her Batbooty.

"Make sure you don't cum in her,"the Joker said as he reluctantly pulled out of her backtalk and headed back to the tv camera,"we need to film it."

"Ooh I'm gon na cum ! I can't guard it anymore !"gleefulness yelled as his cock slipped from her ass.

Before his deal could even turn over it, his tool exploded with a R-2 of cum shooting out and hitting Batgirl in her depress spinal column. glee then managed to snap up his shooting cock and aim it at Batgirl's firm behind. fall after cliff hit her taut ass with a splat until nothing more remained in Mirth's spent balls.

Meanwhile Guffaw thrust in her a few more times before it was his turn to cum. He just managed to pluck out of her Batpussy before ejaculating a spring of white, sticky liquid onto her now gaping Batcaves. Harley was able to celluloid it all despite her own consistency's squirming for watching them rouge Batgirl was arousing her immensely and she wanted relief. Still she remained disciplined until both toughie were finished cumming. Afterwards they were laughing and high gear fiving each early as they extricated their limbs from Batgirl's.

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

Now that the motion-picture photography was accomplished he looked down at the next order of business concern to take care of which was his rampant erecting. Turning he saw Batgirl sinking down onto the weight Bench in a DoS of forcible and mental exhaustion now that Mirth and Guffaw were done. Looking beyond her his gaze fell upon Harley who was adjusting something on the number two camera.

"Oh Haaarley."

"Yes joker,"she replied looking up.

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

Once she reached him he took her by the shoulder and twirl her around so she was facing the bondage X with her back to him. Without saying a word he then pushed down on her shoulders until she was knack over at a XC degree angle prompting her to post her hands on the X to support herself. He paused just long enough to feast his centre on her delectable seat before jamming his all-encompassing putz into her wet, shaved pussy.

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

Harley had no probability to savor the feeling for the joker didn't even interpenetrate her fully before he slid back out prompting a disappointed whimper in reply. Ignoring that he aimed just higher and a sec later his mushroom drumhead pierced her ample ass. This clip he kept going until every column inch was buried and his balls were brushing her pussy. Next he smacked her ass sharply before beginning to bonk her as hard as he could. His fingerbreadth dug into the cushy flesh of her hips as he worked in and out of Harley's rich tail for all he was worth.

"Since you said I prefer to screw ass I'll make your quarrel come true,"he grunted as he thrust balls deep each time.

All Harley could do was steady her body to prevent from being knocked forward for it felt like he was trying to arrive at her throat by how strong he was driving his joystick. Since he'd already cum twice he was in no danger of cumming quickly, in fact as it was his balls were working overtime in order to produce more of the creamy albumen fluid. So he went all out with no period until Harley's legs began to tremble and escape from and she could barely stand.

Batgirl had watched this take place with undisguised luxuria but she was also fighting unsuccessfully to remain awake. The combination of the strong-arm work she'd done all workweek added to the unprecedented shtup she'd received was just too a lot to overcome. More than once she had forced her eye back open but ultimately it was a losing battle.

The conclusion thing Batgirl saw before unconsciousness prevailed was Harley lying on her side of meat on the bondage X with the jokester holding her top leg up to his shoulder. His stopcock was still sodomizing her piece at the same time he was jamming the electric cattle prod deep into Harley's quim while she squealed like a stuck pig. Then she knew no more.

epilog

Batgirl woke alone with her trunk stiff and her private parts sore from the previous night's depredation. The easterly sky was brightening with streaks of pinko and orange when she opened her eyes and sat up. With a start she realized that she was sitting on the grass in the neck of the woods of where she'd first encountered Harley the night before.

Staggering to her feet Batgirl walked on unsteady legs until she reached the Batcycle which was parked right where she'd left it. Noticing her exposed body contribution Batgirl first removed her utility belt and wrapped her cape around herself before holding it in post by refastening the service program whang above it. She then proceeded to ride through the still, quietly streets of Gotham city like a bat out of hell with the only goal to get home plate before anyone saw the disheveled stipulation she was in.

Despite all she had suffered the Night before Batgirl could sense her soundbox becoming aroused by the vibrating of the Batcycle between her toned thighs. In fact by the time she arrived at the storage garage she'd had two sexual climax and the leather seat had a boastfully wet topographic point from her juices.

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

After raiding the electric refrigerator she managed to put together enough leftovers to meet her empty belly after which she headed to the bathroom. Barbara filled the tub with weewee as hot as she could take before sinking in up to her neck and souse. She remained until the water began to cool and it did wonder for her aches and pains, almost making her forget them.

It was when she began to dry herself with a big, fluffy towel that everything came rushing back. For as the soft cotton fiber made contact with her nipples a wave of desire overwhelmed her to such a academic degree that she needed to grab hold of the sink to prevent from falling. By the meter she reached her bed Barbara's pussy was soaked and her nipples were puffy and swollen from lust.

‘ Is this belief ever going to wear off or was Harley rightfulness about there being no therapeutic ?'Barbara thought as her frenetic finger's breadth stroked her kitty rapidly.

An hour ( and three orgasm later ) Barbara fell into a oceanic abyss slumber but even while at peace she was unable to escape her new overactive libido. Her dreams were filled with visual modality of hard cocks and wet kitty-cat and after she woke up the next morning she was still corneous. However she resisted the urge to touch herself but instead got dressed and headed to her local grocery store.

She had a few close calls ( like when she saw the banana tree and cuke in the green goods section ) but she steeled her declaration and continued shopping for factor for the next few years 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 rack and what she saw almost made her drop her basket of food market. Somehow she didn't but she had to point it on the level as her meat pounded like a air hammer and her throat became as dry as the desert.

SHOCKING BATGIRL SEX TAPE ! The newspaper headline practically screamed at her with a blind drunk semblance photo taking up the quietus of the presence page of The Gotham Daily News. Her finger's breadth 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 discuss the whole sordid affair and how back in his homeland that harlot Batgirl would be publicly stoned as a moral to any female who would emulate her immoral behavior.

In a haze she walked dwelling where she left everything on the kitchen counter except the newspaper publisher which she brought with her to the sofa. The picture on the front Thomas Nelson Page was heavily censored but it was from when Mirth and belly laugh had been double penetrating her. While all private parts were obscured her face wasn't and the wanton pleasure she had experienced was obvious.

Turning to the history Barbara read how the website that the picture was on had crashed from the unprecedented volume of hits it had received. It was also reported that it had been traced to a corporation in the cayman Islands called Felonious Prankster LLC and that it had already made in excess of one million dollars in the first twenty four hours since being posted.

There was also an newspaper column condemning Batgirl in no uncertain price for being a bad influence to Gotham metropolis's youth as well as for tempting the watery soma of the men of the municipality. It concluded that it was a proficient thing for Batgirl that no one knew who she actually was for if her secret identity was known at the least she would be run out of Gotham on a rail, if not worse.

The tears stung her eyes as they flowed when she realized that all the good works she'd done and all the risk of exposure she had taken over the years were so easily forgotten by the fickle public. Couldn't they see that she was restrained and unable to escape ? Or was it that as a woman she shouldn't enjoy sex no subject the circumstances ? 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 bound Batman no one would cause condemned him in such terms.

Despite all this mental anguish Barbara found herself under a coercion so strong that she couldn't resist it. Dropping the newspaper onto the chocolate mesa she headed to her data processor located on a desk in a slight nook of her apartment. It took but a mo to line up the website through a search locomotive engine and unable to stop herself she typed in the address.

There she was greeted by a still exposure of her sucking a shaft, mirth's she guessed for his was longer and thinner than guffaw's. While she was unwilling to pay the $ 29.99 cost to download the total telecasting there was a trailer connection which she clicked on. It was only thirty seconds long and censored but it was enough and it had sound. As Barbara watched it again and again her hand crept between her second joint and got busy as she watched herself being defiled.

Meanwhile in a mystic, metro scoundrel lair the turkey sat staring at his own computing machine screen as Harley slurped away on his prodigious member.

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

"Does that intend that you're going to end your living of crime and go legit as a porn producer ?"she asked as she momentarily removed his joystick from her mouth.

"What do you think Harley ?"he replied."Though from now on I may celluloid my capriole and boot to view them."

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

The turkey laughed long and hard before answering.

"Never, of path. Where would the fun be in letting the target know. It would no longer be an inside joke that way. Besides I say let her believe otherwise so she can revel her newfound sexual freeing. She'd probably feel guilty if she knew the true statement. You know they say ignorance is bliss."

FIN

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