The jokester's On Batgirl

origination : aid - this work of fiction contains fit of comic book violence, super villainous assault and bad puns. It is not a"safe blank space"and no doubt abounds with micro and mega aggressions. If reading this will stimulate you to visit the fainting sofa or get the vapor then by all mean don't read. stick to something to a greater extent to your tastes, I wouldn't want to miss sleep worrying you might want therapy or counseling due to my warped creative thinker. To those that wish to study, revel my return on superhero fanfiction.

RIP Yvonne Craig

Barbara Gordon was about to swallow the second base aspirin lozenge when she noticed something out of the recession of her eye. Putting the chicken feed of milk down on the kitchen counter the young woman peered out the windowpane to verify 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 supporter was needed but she also knew something the police 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 upshot to advance the youth of Gotham city to turn more physically dynamic and he'd confided in her that he needed to journey to a Justice League meeting over the weekend. Batman had even joked that with law-breaking being so low recently it felt like he was no longer needed in Gotham metropolis. And now this.

well luckily he wasn't the but masked law-breaking fighter around she thought as she headed to her bedchamber. fifteen minutes later after changing into her skintight costume and applying her make-up she slipped out the windowpane of her ground floor apartment into the hind back street behind the construction. After rolling the Batcycle from her nearby rented garage she rode a forgetful length to where she found a rare working payphone. A hour later she heard the oh, so familiar voice on the early 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 ?"

"fountainhead I couldn't help but bill that the bat signaling has been sent and I wished to declare oneself my service to Gotham City."

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

Sighing to herself, Barbara thought that though she dearly loved her forefather he had some very old fashioned, sexist position toward gender roles. It was for this rationality that he approved of her job as head librarian at Gotham City's main subdivision and why he had reservations about women offense scrapper, including distaff police officeholder. In fact it was only after a lawsuit that section policy had been changed allowing female officers to work the streets instead of being cooped up inside station house doing filing and other clerical work.

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

Though normally gung ho about any opportunity to testify she was the equal of men, ( and perhaps in some minor way to win her father's approval even if he didn't realize who she was ) on that particular Friday night Barbara just wanted to crawl in betimes and quietus. The subroutine library had been in the thick of re-organizing the denotation section and the attractive Thomas Young cleaning lady had spent the past few solar day moving intemperate tomes from one bookcase to another. Her backbone, arms and shoulder ached from the G of pounds she had toted and her lower half was fatigued from the hundred of trips she had made up and down the ladder to the in high spirits shelves.

"Not in Gotham urban center you say. That is catastrophic indeed ! Perhaps this is against my better judgment but I don't palpate this can waitress the two days so I'll secern you what we've learned. It seems that a concerned citizen observed the jokester and two of his collaborator in the vicinity of Wayne Botanical Gardens."

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

"That's what we all believed until this report came in. I made the call to the mental hospital myself and was informed that the Joker had been there until lights out but sometime after that he disappeared. They have been conducting a exhaustive lookup of the soil trying to find and re-capture him and hadn't released the information in social club to ward off causing an unnecessary panic but it seems he's already reached Gotham City."

"That's terrible Commissioner but I'll do my near to situate 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 assistance. Chief O'Hara and I will be here all nighttime and we have a limited task force assembled ready to respond at a moment's notice."

Fat chance of that she thought to herself as she hung up the phone. If Gotham's finest were up to the task of capturing the turkey then there would be no penury to summon a masked vigilante. Barbara knew they could handle mundane offense like burglary and purse snatchings but supervillains were beyond their capabilities. What she had to do was block her own nagging aching and painful sensation and become a tireless criminal offence fighting machine until the threat to Gotham City was neutralized.

Her motorcycle roared to spirit when her high heeled boot hit the gripe fledgling and a second later she was cruising along the mean streets of Gotham searching for her prey. A thorough hunting of Wayne Botanical Gardens turned up cipher 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 Robinson ballpark before calling it a Night and resuming her search early the side by side day. She had covered the majority of the parking area when her piercing ears caught what sounded like a tone down cry. Whether it had to do with the joker or not she didn't know but if person was in problem her duty was acquit to do what she could to help.

Coming to a stoppage she killed the engine to better take heed when the strait was repeated originating from somewhere past a copse of Tree on her left side. Leaving the Batcycle by the side of the track 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 hefty hoodlums were dragging a young, shapely, blonde toward a nearby park bench and from the torn and tangle state of her wear it seemed crystallise what their malefic intention were.

"Unhand that cleaning woman and surrender 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 take a powder,"one of the thugs called out to his confederate in a frightened tone.

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

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

She just managed to circumvent him as he hurtled past when the second turn arrived throwing a state of nature haymaker which she ducked. Before he could recover Batgirl delivered a crushing rush to his groin which dropped him in his tracks, his fount turning as whiteness as a sheet. Just then the first assailant returned from behind and wrapped his brawny, tattooed weapon system around her lithe cast so tightly that the hint was forced from her lungs.

Batgirl had no luck prying his hands apart so she instead used her mind - and foundation. She drove her high heel as hard as she could into his instep and was rewarded by a grunt of pain in the neck as well as his grip laxation about her lithesome midriff. 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 puff for him to unloosen her, at which metre he staggered back trying to clear his head. Knowing that she was tiring fast Batgirl wasted no time but instead pressed forward while he was back on his heel. She feinted a kick toward his breakwater and once he lowered his workforce in an endeavor to parry her attack Batgirl pivoted and delivered a scourge roundhouse kick to his unprotected head.

That sent the criminal sprawling to the sward with a clunk, allowing her to catch her breath for the bit. Batgirl adjacent turned her care to the dupe to see if she was okay. The woman seemed unhurt and was sitting on the bench watching everything unfold with an enigmatical expression on her fairly face.

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

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

"We should get you out of here in character there are more hoodlums lurking about. I don't cognize how many more I can handle tonight,"Batgirl stated though what she didn't quotation was that these crooks appeared to work for the joker, so where was the criminal honcho now ?

"Well thank you for your help. It was very weather of you coming to my aid. What's the earthly concern coming to when a lady can't acquire a stroll in Gotham city on a finely summer night,"the blond said as she attempted to tug her torn, bootleg miniskirt down enough to cover her bright, red panties.

"Come on girl, no fourth dimension 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 parking area for any hide out danger.

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

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

"Quinn, its Ms. Harley Quinn and we have all the meter in the world Batgirl,"the blonde replied right before she blew a large amount of knockout powder right hand into Batgirl's face.

Almost instantly Batgirl felt herself going benumbed as Harley Quinn pulled spare of her and sent another swarm of white dust straight toward the caped crime fighter.

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

Harley easily evaded the weak effort and watched as Batgirl crumpled to the grass in straw man of her. The finish matter Batgirl remembered before everything went black was seeing two distich of peg and shoes approach. One set was the senior high heeled red stilettos and black stocking clad ramification of Harley while the former was a large pair of black and White person men's wingtip skid and purpurate wearing apparel slack.

The maiden matter Batgirl felt when she regained consciousness was a dull, throbbing botheration in her head which was followed by a blinding light shining in her eye. After a import the Christ Within was removed but the painful sensation persisted and she could now get word the murmuration of voices above her. Focusing her brain Batgirl managed to overcome her disorientation decent to force her eyes open, though once she had division of her wished she hadn't.

From what she could see it appeared she was in a dank underground chamber with a damp, vaulted ceiling and rough, unpainted concrete bulwark. Standing above her to the right was the arch-villain joker with his arm wrapped around the waspish waist of his malevolent buddy Harley Quinn, now dressed in her familiar Negroid and red jester costume. It was difficult to see much more because she was restrained flatcar on her back. Turning her head as much as she could Batgirl saw that both her carpus and articulatio talocruralis were securely strapped to what looked like a boastfully, wooden X suspended a few foundation above the floor.

"Welcome back to the kingdom of the living Batgirl,"the Joker told her with a painted smiling 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 concerns Batbroad and to be accurate it wasn't you that I wanted but rather Batbrain. However I'm adaptable enough to roll with the punches so I've already adjusted my program to reflect the new reality. What fatal entertainment I had in store for Batbrain and his boy flub won't work 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 hand away joker baby,"she replied before bending down and reaching into a small, leather satchel by her feet.

Her mitt emerged holding a syringe and a small phial of absolved liquid. After filling the syringe she rubbed an alcohol rub on Batgirl's bare neck that was between her cowl and cape then aimed the acerate leaf there.

"Don't worry, this is just to counter the effects of the knockout gunpowder dear. No indigence to panic, it will take away your headache,"she told the prisoner as the acerate leaf pierced Batgirl's smooth, flawless skin.

Once she had administered the counter agent the villainess produced another ampul of liquid which soon was injected into the helpless crime fighter but Harley still wasn't finished. Pulling yet another ampoule from her bag the crook head-shrinker smiled evilly as she prepared to give Batgirl the final examination needle.

"The second shot was just a mild muscle relaxant to better prepare you for what's about to fall out Batgirl but this hold out one you'll find quite interesting, I believe. It's a special chemical formula I've developed to turn even the most strangle, frigid, sex hating woman into a raving nymphomaniac 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 ship's boat pulp and the liquid coursed throughout her body.

"If you think that just because you give me some so cry aphrodisiac that it will make me be a willing party to any of your sinister perversions than you have no clew,"Batgirl said before the Joker cut her off.

"No Batboobs, it's you that doesn't have a clue and by the way your breast appear to be spectacular. I can't hold to savour them,"he told her after which he reached down and roughly squeezed both boob through her snuggery try-on 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 secernate the truth,"he said with his representative becoming a husky whisper,"I sort 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 antic. Now let's see those tits."

Bending down with an evil grin the Joked removed a razor acuate scalpel from his jacket pocket and proceeded to slice a circular incision in the textile around Batgirl's properly white meat. Once the circle was complete he did the same with the left breast and when finished the supervillain pulled the fabric 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 garden pink nipples look as tasty as gurgle gum."

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

Without another word the criminal duo carried out on their threat with each placing their sassing on a breast and going to work on. The jokester was rougher, biting Batgirl's pink nipple and blench tit physique repeatedly whereas Harley used her spry knife to stimulate the sensitive nub but the issue were the same, two erect and aroused tit. Even worse for Batgirl was that the foreplay wasn't confined to her white meat but everything they did send off undulation of pleasure pulsing toward her awakening loins.

"Oh stop you villains ! Stop, 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 topic Batgirl, getting a little hot under the costume ?"the joker asked with an insane gag before resuming his fete upon her exposed flesh.

Batgirl was unable to answer and instead bit her lip because Harley, while continuing to flick Batgirl's pap with her punctured natural language, had slid her gloved manus down the helpless fair sex's body and was stroking between her imprisoned branch with a vengeance. The comely crime-fighter squirmed about trying to escape this attention but due to her bound condition she was unsuccessful and could experience her lust increasing with each passing second.

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

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

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

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

Without saying another word Harley knelt before her wise man and took his quickly hardening peter in her hand and brought it to her open backtalk. The Joker wasted no clip but hurtle his hips forward driving his wide, growing turncock to the back of her oral cavity. He then grabbed Batgirl by her mind and twisted it so she was forced to stare at the flyblown scene happening succeeding to her.

Harley was eagerly impaling her mouth onto the jokester's swelling member, taking as much as she could fit with each bob of her psyche. As his erection stiffened she angled her brain so that she could deep throat it while staring up at him with adoration in her heart. He ignored her with the elision of using her mouth for his focus remained solely on Batgirl.

"Can you see how big and hard 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 limitation,"he told her with a leer.

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

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

Then turning to seem at Harley he barked,"Enough,"before pulling her foreland off his hard-on and stepping tight to Batgirl.

"Your bit,"he told Batgirl while slapping her aspect with his overweight turncock,"to nurse 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 interior jacket pocket he produced a red, rubberize ball and a wooden clothespin. First he placed the ball between her breasts. Then straightaway as a striking ophidian the joker grabbed and squeezed her face with surprising strong suit forcing her mouth surface. Before she could react Harley took the musket ball and forced it into Batgirl's sassing and then placed a bit of operative tapeline over her lips, effectively cutting off her air. The yap was complete when the turkey attached the clothes pin to her nose preventing her from getting any oxygen that way.

Once her ventilation was restricted he continued to slap and rub his hard cock on her face with an periodic tweak of her hard nipple as his narrowed eyes studied her face. At showtime he detected no obvious mark of discomfort, no doubt due to her modern grooming regimen which enabled her to entertain her breath recollective than an mediocre someone could, but as time went on this changed. Her oculus began to flit about wildly and her honest skin colour started to flush 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 choices. One, you can continue to refuse to service me and choke out due to lack of oxygen and possibly suffer irreparable brain damage. At which percentage point I'll fuck your mouth and pharynx anyway. Or you could be a expert little Batslut and do as you're told to. The selection is yours - nod yes or no to my generous offer."

It was getting hard for her to concentrate but the one thought that penetrated her hazy thinker was that she didn't want to become a vegetable for the rest of her biography and a burden to her father. Besides she needed to have all her faculties if she was going to turn the mesa and somehow escape this predicament. With no other executable option Batgirl nodded her assent.

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

"You can numerate on that Batcunt. If you even hurt one pubic hair of my turkey baby you'll wish you were bushed 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 marvellous time together."

While Harley spoke Batgirl took neat gulps of air into her lungs as she recovered her senses but she wasn't given practically time before the joker again pressed his declamatory cockhead to her parted lips.

"out-of-doors astray Batslut ! I've been waiting to do this since the first meter you foiled one of my brainiac plans and now I shall have my revenge. Bwaa ha ha !"

Grabbing his shaft with one hand and her cloaked head with the other he slid into her wet mouth as far as he could go. Batgirl felt her jaw stretched to its demarcation line as the encompassing shaft reached her throat entrance before stopping.

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

As he slid in and out of her mouth Batgirl wriggled her knife against him while noticing that he tasted of salt, musk and villainy in compeer measures. For a instant or so he kept up a slacken pace, not pushing her too very much as her mouth adjusted to his super girth but there was only so long he could keep his hyper personality in hindrance. Wanting more he pulled out of her lip all the way, his erection dripping a track of mixed pre-cum and Batsaliva as it did so.

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

His loyal henchwoman did as instructed, sliding the gasp down and off before carefully folding them at the furrow. By the meter Harley finished her task the turkey was already sodomizing Batgirl's mouth again though he had modified her position. Where before her brain 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 special -long length inside her.

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

Batgirl had little choice but to breathe that way because of his thickness and as the Joker boldness fucked her he also grabbed her throat with his hand. That allowed him to palpate his erection as he slid it to its root, his coloured common pubic tomentum brushing her total rear end lip each time he did so. His early hand alternately caressed and pinched her nipple when she felt something lower down on her captive body.

For Harley hadn't remained tick over since removing her paramour's trouser but had picked up the scalpel and sliced through the material along Batgirl's waistline right below her service program belt. She then proceeded to cut down 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, look Jokey. Batgirl must be a bit loose ‘ cause she's going ranger and break this out. Her pubic region don't match her head."

That was straight for Batgirl's crimson hair's-breadth was but a wig to help disguise her secret identity while her neatly groomed pubic hair was her own natural brunette color.

"So your cuffs don't match your bonnet, eh Batslut. I'm not surprised,"the Joker opined as he drove nut abstruse,"but that's nothing to be ashamed about. And now a question for you Harley, is her little Batcave, I mean her Batcunt, ready for my deep drilling ?"

"well it's certainly wet down here and oh so ping and pretty. But she's pretty tight, I can barely get my little finger in her. Give me a few minutes to unfold her up."

"All right but don't take too long. I have a craving to fill 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 cock driving deep into her throat with every driving force it was impossible. All she could do was lie there and fill it as he jammed his joystick to its limit while her spit seeped around his shaft onto her cheek and from there dripped to the floor below where it formed a small puddle.

Now despite her negatively charged feelings toward Batgirl, Harley was enchanted as she gazed upon the crime paladin's exposed pussy. Though the Joker was her principal hug she'd always had strong bisexual trend and she found Batgirl to be very attractive and she couldn't wait to taste 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 shudder beneath her. This animate Harley to redouble her crusade and she sucked hard on the vertical nubbin for a time while wiggling her pinkie inside Batgirl's wet tunnel. For the next few minutes Harley alternated between licking and sucking the captive clit while all the patch frigging Batgirl with her pinkie.

When she felt the time was right Harley slid her ring digit into Batgirl as well and was rewarded by a flush of feminine fluid squirting past. Batgirl's restrained body also bucked as practically as it was able to as a powerful orgasm washed over her, to her eternal shame. Her pharynx muscles likewise contracted due to her climax and this caught the Joker unprepared, squeezing his rigid control stick like a vise.

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

Fast as lightning Harley shifted her stance so that she was no longer licking Batgirl though she did keep her gloved fingers buried deep inside her pink muddle. Her left hand reached out and took hold of her paramour's balls while she moved her body closer to his. Once the turkey pulled out of Batgirl's back talk Harley's hand slid up his ray of light and began to stroke it rapidly as it spewed cum.

Splat ! was the phone made as it collided with Batgirl's face. Splooge ! when a glob landed in her eye blinding her. Glub, glub ! as the jokester jammed the egotistical brain back into her mouth. Aaah ! was the exclamation he made as the final drop oozed out and onto her garden 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 jester hat. Knowing instinctively what he wanted she brought her backtalk to his hammer and licked it clean and jerk before smiling up at him. He patted her top dog before moving his eubstance into position between Batgirl's boundary legs while continuing to stroke his still rock hard erection.

"Harley, take your fingerbreadth out of her snatch. It's time to yawn that Batpussy wide open with my stick ! But first I have one more conjuration up my arm,"he told Batgirl with a leer.

Reaching into his crownwork pocket his helping hand emerged holding three pocket-size metal platter. He placed one next to each of Batgirl's protruding nipples then placed the tierce right on top of her set up little clit before removing a diminished remote controller from his air pocket. He pressed the release and Batgirl writhed as the limited joybuzzers sent shocks from her nipples and clit straight to the joy center of her brain.

"Ah ! I thought you might delight 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 tumefy head to her wet pussycat entry. He pushed forward into her yielding human body until his bulbous head penetrated her womanly sheep pen then stopped. Batgirl could already feel herself being stretched beyond what she'd ever known in her limited sexual experience and she also knew it was just the beginning.

"Damn, her Batcave is slopped than a virtuous nun. Do me a party favor Harley and spread her lips as astray as you can,"he grunted.

His moll wasted no time before moving into position and reaching her gloved hands down to attend the Joker as he worked his way inside Batgirl. Even with Harley's help it was still hard to penetrate deeply but with her assist and Batgirl's natural succus he made steadily onward motion until half of his massive organ was inner her.

"That's it Batgirl, open up that besotted pussy for me,"he told her while continuing to burrow inscrutable and deeper until there was but an column inch remaining outside."And now for the final thrust Batslut."

The Joker drove forward sinking his remaining scape into her until their pubic bones collided. For a min afterwards he remained motionless as he savored the pleasurable hotshot his cock was experiencing just being buried in her slight treasure box. It was squeezing him like the mingy, blotto glove one could possibly think and he was loath to do anything to switch that.

Batgirl's emotions on the early manus 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 unsound of all, her torso was responding in ways she had never believed were possible. She wouldn't have imagined that another adult female could get to her cum the way Harley had, or really that anyone could feature done that to her, yet it had undeniably happened.

And now the jokester's oversized, nefarious cock was stretching her pussy across-the-board while sending Wave of ineffable joy radiating across her confined body. Things only became worse when the joker got tired of remaining still and began to move his cock inside her. At first he only made pocket-sized circular question with his hip joint which had the essence of further loosening her tight slit muscles while at the same prison term stimulating every boldness ending in her inner wall and making her want to cry out with pleasure.

But as prison term went on he started to lunge his rigid joystick in and out of her clenching Batcunt, slowly at low, though soon it became faster and rougher. His fingers seized her hips and dug in like the talons of some raspberry of quarry allowing him to pound her even harder while also increasing his own enjoyment. Soon he was pulling all but his spongy head word out of her puss before driving it back balls deep with each rapid thrust. Batgirl could try the wet sucking sounds as her soaked pussy greedily swallowed his prodigious member as well as his great, operose 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 sexual climax. ‘ It must be whatever drug Harley gave me, making me turn a loss all my self-control like this.'Still that thought was but pocket-sized comfort to her nous as her magnificent physical structure appeared close to betraying her once again.

Doing her best to contract Batgirl closed her eyes and tried to ignore what was happening to her on the physical plane and instead concenter her inside mind. She had almost succeeded in tuning out what the jokester's dick was doing to her body when Harley activated the joybuzzer remote control condition sending shockwaves to Batgirl's most sensible nubs.

When that happened it shattered Batgirl's concentration completely and the extra stimulus from the joybuzzers was enough to set off another monolithic sexual climax in the bound and helpless crime fighter. Her 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 Irish punt her pretty, pink pussy. When her spasms subsided somewhat the turkey grabbed Batgirl by the book binding of her neck and tilted her head up so she was facing him.

"open air your oculus Batslut and acknowledge that you're defeated. My big cock is now your passkey 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 hammer craving Batwhore !"

Having made his dot he let her capitulum bury back down while not slowing any but continuing to fuck her at a rapid upper. It was only when he felt the first pang of impending coming in the pit of his tum that he slowed his breakneck footstep for the time wasn't yet mightily.

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

"Are you sure baby ? Her peg are her number one weapon."

"Yes they are. Very unsafe yet so beautiful also. However accomplishing my next goal would be much promiscuous if they were unfettered. Besides I have you here to serve me if needed so get moving."

Once Harley freed Batgirl's first leg the joker took hold of it right above the stifle and lifted and pushed it until it was pressed against her dresser. He did the same with her other leg once it was unshackled after which he pulled his midst stick out of her box.

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

After Harley did as instructed the jokester bent down until his face was only a few column inch from Batgirl's twat. Using his thumb and finger he spread her juicy, pink petals wide. He then removed the joybuzzers from Batgirl's knocker and with a wink to Harley he inserted them one at a time into Batgirl's open box.

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

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

Even after seeing Batgirl's earlier reply Harley was totally unprepared for what happened after she triggered the joybuzzers. Batgirl's powerful peg thrashed about so violently that Harley was unable to defend her clasp on them and she also dropped the remote which landed on Batgirl's mat abdomen. Meanwhile the joker only avoided being kicked in the straits 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 Joker. It won't happen again."

"It better not, if you know what's in effect for you. And to gain sure let's take no probability. We need to secure her legs while keeping them out of my way."

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

With a triumphant cry Harley produced two brightly colored bungee cord cords and in no time she had wrapped one around each of Batgirl's ankle joint and after pulling her pegleg back to her chest she attached the end hooks to the carpus restraint. Then after picking up the remote Harley took a step back and admired her handiwork.

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

"Very overnice Harley but I assure you that stuffing a joker 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 Joker baby or is it Batgirl's pleasance,"Harley said while giggling at her own pun and a second later she pressed the remote button.

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

Her despairing plea fell on deaf ear as Harley continued sending signals to the joybuzzers every few minute until Batgirl thought she'd go mad from the constant foreplay. By this clip Batgirl was leaking so much pussy juice that it had reached and saturated the woodwind beneath her pelvis.

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

He leaned in and blew his hot breathing spell over her shakiness pussy making her chill from the sensation and causing him to chuckle at her chemical reaction. Next the turkey's lingua began licking its way from her dripping pussy and down across her perineum until it reached her puckered brown yap. The Joker lashed it repeatedly until it began to relax from the care which allowed him to force the tip of his tongue just inside her indorse 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 close at hand 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 entranceway, that's so perverted."

"Oh he knows it's perverted but duh he is a deviant. Besides I think he prefers to fuck ass anyway so you full prepare yourself for what's coming your way, a huuuge tool,"Harley informed Batgirl.

"Correction, I prefer the slopped female trap possible on my cock and in to the highest degree typeface that's the ass. I can't avail it that you women ward your assholes like they're the crown jewels."

"Well not all of us do. Some of us are all approach granted."

"Not many are your equal my dear. You truly are the exception. On the other mitt sometimes it's nice to fuck repressed lilliputian kick like Batslut for a change to open their closed in eye to a more sexually crystalize way of life. Besides since her Batcunt was so nasty I can't begin to imagine how a lot 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 word - no. Besides, no matter how a good deal I enjoy humiliating you I'm enjoying using your confection body even more. If you think about it you should really thank us Batslut, we're helping you to broaden your narrow sensible horizon while also showing you a good time. tell apart me the truth, if you weren't here what would you be doing ? Washing your hair because it's a Fri night ?"the Joker asked with a diabolical laugh.

Batgirl didn't reply because just at that moment Harley had again triggered the joybuzzers causing her kitty muscles to spasm from the trembling. Meanwhile the jokester began working his index finger into her wet sphincter muscle, aided by a combination of her plentiful succus and his saliva. She groaned as his digit penetrated her Virgo the 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 signal to her overstimulated pussy. Meanwhile the joker took full advantage of the innate lubrication that was copiously flowing by coating his fingers with her abundant succus until they were slick.

Once he was satisfied with their slipperiness he forced a mo finger into her mean rectum and after a hour of ass frigging he jammed in a third. Batgirl groaned from discomfort though she knew compared to what was coming that his invading fingers were but a walk in the park. Still they had the effect of loosening her to a compass point where the jokester felt she was prepared for what would follow.

"OK I think she's ready now to let her prize plundered or at to the lowest degree as ready as she'll ever be,"the turkey exclaimed as he withdrew his fingers from her now slightly distended back jam."Here you go Harley - a slight treat,"he told his henchwoman as he offered her his hand.

She wasted no time but immediately began to suck on his flavorful finger's breadth while at the same prison term he guided the tip of his motherfucker up to Batgirl's ass with his early mitt. Finding it too tight to enter he redirected his joystick up a few inches where the magnanimous mushroom head slid into her snatch opening. He didn't go deep, just far enough to cake it with her secretions though it also had the effect of forcing the joybuzzers deeper into her epithelial duct. Harley wisely refrained from triggering them during this time for she understood his mercurial nature and didn't compliments to trigger his wrath.

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

His deal took hold of her ass face and pulled them as far apart as possible while at the same time Harley guided his throbbing nitty-gritty to Batgirl's puckered back hole. He pushed his articulatio coxae forward and with Harley's hand keeping his prick steady the large, mushroom head breached her defenses and forced its way inside. Batgirl let out a low moan of pain as she felt the turkey's thickheaded joystick in its way deeper inside her while his finger dug into her house glutes.

"Her ass is unbelievable Harley and I don't just mean how soused it is though it's plenty tight, I assure you. Maybe you should ask Batslut about her employment subprogram when I'm finished using her. I've never felt such a combination of shape, size and suppleness in all my life-time,"he grunted as he continued sliding deeper up her rectum.

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

"Don't get your panties in a clustering, I like it plenty but it is getting a bit sloppy lately. Maybe you need to cut down on the bon bons or do some more hunker down knife thrust or something, I don't know,"he answered as his finish few inches sank into Batgirl's ass."Now don't be getting mad at me and take it in the feeling I intended. most people can't see their own flaws and can profit from favorable advice."

"Yeah I can intend of mortal that applies to,"Harley muttered under her breath.

"What was that, did you say something ?"

"No joker baby."

"Uuhh, I didn't think so. bedamn this ass is so tight. It feels like it wants to recrudesce my cock,"he groaned as he began to slowly pump the comely crime paladin's ass.

The pain this caused was clearly evident on Batgirl's grimace so in order to counteract this Harley started sucking on her nipple while again activating the joybuzzers. While this didn't stop the burn in Batgirl's ass it did disorder her a little bit and when Harley squeezed the other nipple between her thumb and forefinger she let out a short gasp. It turned to a loud groan of nuisance when the joker increased the speed of his thrusting with his heavy glob now slapping into her house ass cheeks.

"Oh your ass feels so good Batslut, I don't eff how much I can take. Oh fuck yes !"

For the next couple of moment the entirely sounds were their comingled grunts and moans with both becoming louder as time went on until he let out a outcry as he grabbed the foundation of his thick shaft. His intent had been to finish or delay his orgasm 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 peter from her backdoor.

A second later he erupted like a volcano with his cum spraying all over Batgirl. His firstly shot reached just below her chest while the residual ended up on her pelvis and peg. Harley had a skirt's eye view as she sucked on the captive's nipple and she watched with enthrallment as he painted Batgirl's pink mouth with his cream.

"Well that was enjoyable,"he said as he squeezed a live on drop out of his joystick onto Batgirl,"but I need to set affair into movement. Harley, would you bear in mind 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 bright plan."

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

Unable to hold in herself Harley licked the pussy juice off them before handing them and the remote to the joker right before he departed. Once the turkey 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 undress off her clothing until all that remained on her lush body was her motley fool hat, glove and black and red boots.

"While we wait for him to return 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 hint and do what I do."

With her pegleg straddling Batgirl's head and her neglected kitty just a few inches above the engrossed's face Harley bent at the waist until her mouth was by the crime fighter aircraft's well know kettle of fish. Harley's clapper first licked up a range free fall of cum before burrowing deep into Batgirl's wet cave. Batgirl let out a moan and a s later her own tongue darted out and tasted another woman for the first time.

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

At get-go she was tentative in her actions but as her own rousing increased Batgirl's agile knife snaked its way cryptical into Harley's quim. For the next few minutes the only phone were slurps and stifle moans as they explored each other's muff to the fullest.

Despite the unusual and criminal luck Batgirl realized that she enjoyed the discernment of pussy and she mentally kicked herself for not having acted on before opportunities. Back in college Sir Thomas More than one member of her sorority had attempted to lead up her into the Sapphic sisterhood only to be rejected out of bridge player. If only she'd realized how pleasurable the possibilities could possess been she would birth had a much more meet college experience. Still nothing could be done about the past but from this tip forward Batgirl decided not to forgo liveliness's sensual pleasure but to espouse them fully, albeit in a law abiding manner.

So when Harley slid her clapper out of Batgirl's cave and started to work her clit instead Batgirl followed cause without prompting. After a min 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 unable to slide her fingers into Harley's quim so she increased the focal ratio of her knife until it was a blur. To Batgirl's surprise it was Harley that came first, her thighs clamping onto the crime fighter's head as a hefty and overdue sexual climax overtook her.

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

Batgirl was about to reply when the sound of clapping and cheering came to her ears. Due to the posture of Harley's body she wasn't able to tell who was applauding at starting time but once the villainess shifted so she could convey her bows their identities were revealed. The Joker stood there leading the cheer and he was now wearing a red beret though he still had on no bloomers 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-headed jaw while the other was holding his considerably lower where he had taken her kick.

"Bravo my lamb. It seems that you've converted Batslut to your way of thinking but there's no time to rest on your laurel yet. We still have the final act of our piffling drama left to unfold and I need your service. Would you mind helping hilarity and belly laugh set things up while I check for the proper angle ?"

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

As Batgirl watched Harley, Mirth and Guffaw brought in and set up some lightness on stands before carrying in two high tech video camera on tripods. Finally the henchmen carried in a art object of free weight lifting equipment used for bench presses which they placed next to the bondage X.

"All right let's change our star and no gaucherie ups this time boys. Luckily for you Harley bailed you out in the park but we don't want a repeat performance."

For this undertaking they took no chances. First one strong-armer attached a handcuff to Batgirl's right wrist and only then did he turn her carpus from the thrall X. The early end was then secured to the upright bread and butter tubing and only after that did they remove the bungee corduroy from her legs and return them to their natural situation. Another handcuff was placed around her early wrist at which time she was freed from the bondage X.

They then lifted her bodily and spun her around before placing her stomach down onto the weighting bench. It took but a moment to tighten her instant cuff to the bench at which fourth dimension she was positioned to their liking, sitting with her legs straddling the bench and her feet resting on the concrete level. During this time the turkey and Harley had turned on the lights illuminating the room in their brilliant white limelight. Next they positioned the photographic camera with one aimed toward the head of the bench and the other toward the foot.

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

"You forgot to cite that I'm also the producer and the cameraman but that's okay. heed up plaster bandage, and especially you Batslut. As the conductor I expect you to follow my instructions to the letter and to assure this I'm uncoerced to do whatever it takes. I know my trusted henchmen will do as apprize but in your display 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 black billystick. However on snug 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 chin so she was looking at his fount,"so I'm guessing you know what it can do. This cows goading can deliver one million volts at the moving-picture show of a transposition with no permanent hurt 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 well miss and do what you're told and we'll make movie magic. Otherwise I'll be forced to use this on some very sensitive places."

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

"Don't tell me you're going flaccid on me Harley and siding with our sworn foe to boot."

"Um, well no, not exactly turkey. I admit I'm partial to her snatch but it's really about getting the secure performance out of her,"Harley replied as she sat behind the captive law-breaking combatant,"and understanding the best way to motivate. Sure you can torture or threaten her into doing this but that will make for a less exhort performance. You can catch More flies with honey than vinegar. Allow me to demonstrate."

Harley pressed her body up against Batgirl's back as her hands reached around to the social movement. One began stroking her clitoris while the other tweaked her rock hard tit. Her lip found an exposed plane section of Batgirl's pharynx and she kissed it passionately for a min making Batgirl squirm.

"Oh Batgirl, you are so wet,"Harley whispered,"and so ready to be fucked again. Why not cooperate and earn everybody well-chosen. Do like Joker says to do. If it makes you feel better then pick me for giving you the aphrodisiacal earlier. Just do as you're told, okay ? I don't want anything bad to bechance to your dessert, tasty pussy."

After one last kiss Harley released Batgirl and stood while winking at the turkey before moving into position behind the rear tv camera. The Joker took his place at the number one tv camera while his henchman stood right in social movement of Batgirl. Both were fondling their crotches and Batgirl could see by their excrescence they looked ready to go.

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

rightfulness on cue the two strong-armer undid their pants and pushed them down to their human knee exposing their rock-and-roll hard erection. mirthfulness ( the thug who had earlier taken a kick to the sex gland ) appeared eager to prove she'd done no lasting damage to his equipment as he pushed his stiff shaft toward Batgirl's soft, red lips. For a consequence she hesitated as her conflicting emotions battled until lust overwhelmed rationality and she opened her mouth wide.

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

She did just that, bobbing her head up and down on his erection as her tongue moved side to side on the undersurface. Not wanting to be left out Guffaw grabbed her berm with one script as his early pushed his straining cock against her cheek. Batgirl slowly pulled her mouth off Mirth's cocksucker with a popping sound before turning her attention to Guffaw.

Her tongue darted out and licked the knoblike head before she swallowed it outright. She didn't halt there but kept going until most of his penis was inside her mouth and his head was tickling her faucial tonsil. After a min spent watching this mirthfulness grew raring and pushed his putz toward her mouth.

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

Somehow she managed to submit both in her mouth for a here and now but she gagged when they became aggressive, with each trying to go deeper than the former. That caused her to pull up her head back releasing them both as she coughed out a gob of spit. After first catching her hint Batgirl started to lick them, first one then the early. Her agile lingua circled their purplish caput in bit like she was licking a popsicle before it snaked its way down each rigid shaft until reaching the hairy, cum loaded testicle. She continued to service them like this until the manager barked out new directions to the cast.

"glee, it's time for a little of the old in-out. Guffaw use her mouth some more."

The Joker's henchmen eagerly followed his orders with guffaw sliding his surd dent back into her warm, wet mouth while Mirth moved into position behind her. His hands took hold of her articulatio coxae and pulled them up until she was standing and her pelvis was grade with his prick. He then tore at her already cut costume so that her good, livid lunation was fully exposed to his view. Now with her ready to be penetrated he aimed his cock at her pussycat. His outset attempt failed as he thrust forward and his head slipped between her trembling thighs instead of entering her slippery, pink Batcave.

"Stay still bitch,"he grunted before delivering a hard smack to her upturned later leaving a red handprint on her mediocre skin.

His hand then grasped the base of his cock and with its counselling he succeeded in burying his wide-cut length in one smoothen movement. Mirth began pumping her pussy rapidly while Guffaw was doing the same to her sass and soon they built up a synchronized calendar method. All Batgirl could do was hold onto the steel tubing and take it as they double teamed her for all they were worth.

"mirth, smack her ass while you fuck her,"the Joker instructed his confederate,"and ca-ca for certain she feels it."

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

Putting his words into prompt activeness the brawny hoodlum began raining down black eye on the helpless crime champion's tush while continuing to jam his hammer into her. unable to do anything in reaction Batgirl took it, her only reaction being the muffled whimper that escaped around Guffaw's thick erection.

Whether it was due to the stimulus of her compressed pussy on him or the sadistic pleasure he received from spanking her inflect ass Mirth was rapidly draw close orgasm. The joker noticed his henchman's breathing becoming labored and the rhythm of his blows becoming erratic and rightly diagnosed the cause and therefore acted before it was too late.

"glee, 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 much for you then let guffaw have 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 a bit first."

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

guffaw wasted no time in his keenness to taste Batgirl's charms for himself. No sooner had gleefulness stepped back then he attempted to take up the same office behind her. That is until the reprehensible conceiver held up his hand in a stop motion halting his yes-man in his tracks.

"What I'm intellection Guffaw is that we have enough barker style footage for now. How about we let the Batslut showcase some of her natural endowment ? You've heard of cowgirl vogue well I suggest we modify it to Batslut on top style. Mirth, would you avail get her into position ?"

"Sure thing jokester,"he replied as he wrapped an arm around her waspish shank and lifted the down one-half of her body into the air.

belly laugh slid his body onto the bench beneath her and helped to lower her back down so she was straddling him. No sooner did he conduct his intemperately mother fucker to the initiative 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 tease him. With her middle tightly shut Batgirl bounced up and down on Guffaw's rock candy tough erection at a speedy speed.

The other villain could only stand and look on dumbfounded for it seemed she had lost all inhibitions in her readiness to fuck. Her hands held onto the workbench tightly which gave her more than leverage to mosh herself onto belly laugh's buddy-buddy turncock with all her might. The auditory sensation of flesh colliding came clearly to all in the room and the smell of aroused female person sex became more say by the second.

Batgirl was making little wail speech sound but as sentence passed they turned to loud drawn out moan. Guffaw was the lucky recipient of Batgirl's newly cultivated carnal nature as her pussy squeezed his irradiation with every movement. His big hands kneaded her ass flesh as she rode him and this only spurred her on. It was the Joker who broke the spell they all seemed to be under when he barked out another order.

"mirth, don't just stand there like a slack jawed yokel. Have the Batslut suction you until you're nice and wet and then you know what."

"right away boss,"he answered with a lascivious glint in his eye and arcsecond later his mushroom drumhead was touching her entire red lips.

Without missing a pulsation she began to suck him while not slowing her consistence at all. After a minute of her slobbering on his hammer it was wet with spittle and make for what was to follow. Batgirl let out a disappointed sigh when he pulled out of her sassing but she continued her rhythmic pelvic movement without slowing down any.

gleefulness had moved into berth behind her with his wooden leg spaced widely apart as he grasped his blade knockout turncock in his hand. Bending at the knee his unloose manus reached out and snap up Batgirl by the shoulder joint preventing her from moving for the moment.

"A fiddling help Guffaw,"he said hoarsely.

His fellow henchman complied, his hands pulling Batgirl's house prat cheeks apart as far as possible opening up a clear route to her no longer virgin back door. Mirth wasted no metre but slid his full length into her with a satisfied grunt. Batgirl let out a forte shriek as both her holes were filled with hard hammer at the Saami fourth dimension. glee's hands then reached around and squeezed her irreverent breasts while Guffaw kept his hands on her firm buttocks.

"Come on Batslut it can't be that bad,"the Joker opined as her face contorted in a grimace."If you could take my stick in both of your fuckholes then this should be a snap. No slight to the male child but I'm much larger and you enjoyed every column inch. Just relax and beginning to move your hip joint, you'll see I'm right."

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

Meanwhile as the turkey filmed the trine his own rooster began to swell up and grow for watching Batgirl in legal 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 figurehead of the camera as his luxuria grew the joker altered his architectural plan. first base he adjusted the photographic camera to the perfect tense tiptop before taking out his telephone set and setting it to video mode.

"Harley, I'm going to make a cameo so urinate sure to catch it all for posterity,"he told his moll as he moved directly in figurehead of a bouncing Batgirl who by this time was emitting a drawstring of garish groan as her pickle were filled.

"Okay Joker,"Harley answered in a thwarted voice.

If the joker noticed her sadness he didn't show it for he was so focused on grabbing Batgirl's ( fake ) hair and pulling her head toward his stick he wasn't aware of anything else. Once Batgirl took his self-conceited head into her mouth he began to motion-picture show it with his camera headphone from above. Having to stretch her body to suck the Joker caused Batgirl to quit moving her hips but Mirth and guffaw took up the slack. They began thrusting their physique rods into her as fast and hard as they could while the Joker started to take his prick down her throat.

With things as they were all Batgirl could do was take the throbbing for with gleefulness now holding her shoulder and the Joker holding her head she was unable to move in any substantial way. Her mouth made gurgling interference as the Joker's joystick jammed deep each time and her holes were making spongy sounds from the constant pounding she was taking while Harley captured it all on film.

Now for glee and Guffaw all respectable things must come to an end and fucking Batgirl was beyond good. Her fix were so pixilated and hot to set about with and with their thrusting erections only separated by her membrane it gave more stimulation to their sex tools. So it was a foregone stopping point that sooner rather than later orgasm would come. They couldn't have timed it in effect if they planned it for both were approaching the refinement wrinkle at breakneck speed with the only enquiry which would spend it first.

"Uhhn, I'm almost there,"mirthfulness gasped as he slammed balls mystifying into her Batbooty.

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

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

Before his hand could even reach it, his cock exploded with a forget me drug of cum shooting out and hitting Batgirl in her lower back. Mirth then managed to grab his shooting hammer and aim it at Batgirl's firm buttocks. Drop after drop hit her taut ass with a splat until nada more remained in Mirth's spent balls.

Meanwhile guffaw drive in her a few Thomas More times before it was his go to cum. He just managed to pull out of her Batpussy before ejaculating a natural spring of ovalbumin, viscid liquidity onto her now gaping Batcaves. Harley was able-bodied to film it all despite her own body's squirming for watching them paint Batgirl was arousing her immensely and she wanted alleviation. Still she remained disciplined until both hoodlums were finished cumming. Afterwards they were laughing and gamy fiving each former as they extricated their branch from Batgirl's.

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

Now that the cinematography was accomplished he looked down at the following order of business to take guardianship of which was his rearing erection. Turning he saw Batgirl sinking down onto the exercising weight bench in a commonwealth of physical 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.

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

Once she reached him he took her by the shoulder and spin out her around so she was facing the thraldom X with her back to him. Without saying a Logos he then pushed down on her shoulders until she was set over at a ninety point angle prompting her to place her script on the X to support herself. He paused just long enough to banquet his optic on her pleasant-tasting bottom before jamming his wide cock into her wet, shaved pussy.

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

Harley had no chance to savor the touch for the turkey didn't even get through her fully before he slid back out prompting a disappointed whimper in answer. Ignoring that he aimed just higher and a second later his mushroom headland pierced her ample ass. This time he kept going until every inch was buried and his balls were brushing her pussy. Next he smacked her ass sharply before beginning to make love her as hard as he could. His fingerbreadth dug into the soft physique of her rose hip 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 make your words come true,"he grunted as he thrust Ball deep each time.

All Harley could do was brace her consistency to prevent from being knocked forward for it felt like he was trying to get through her pharynx by how hard 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 nut were working overtime in order to produce Thomas More of the creamy albumen fluid. So he went all out with no stop until Harley's legs began to tremble and didder and she could barely stand.

Batgirl had watched this hold situation with undisguised lustfulness but she was also fighting unsuccessfully to remain awake. The combining of the strong-arm work she'd done all week added to the unprecedented fucking she'd received was just too much to subdue. More than once she had forced her centre back open but ultimately it was a losing battle.

The finish affair Batgirl saw before unconsciousness prevailed was Harley lying on her side on the slavery X with the joker holding her top leg up to his articulatio humeri. His stopcock was still sodomizing her while at the Lapplander meter he was jamming the electric car Bos taurus jab deep into Harley's quim while she squealed like a stuck pig. Then she knew no more.

epilogue

Batgirl woke alone with her dead body stiff and her common soldier percentage sore from the old nighttime's depredations. The eastern sky was brightening with streak of garden pink and orange when she opened her eyes and sat up. With a kickoff 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 ramification until she reached the Batcycle which was parked right where she'd left it. Noticing her exposed body parts Batgirl first removed her utility bash and wrapped her ness around herself before holding it in blank space by refastening the utility swath above it. She then proceeded to hinge upon through the still, muted streets of Gotham city like a bat out of underworld with the merely goal to get home before anyone saw the disheveled condition she was in.

Despite all she had suffered the night before Batgirl could find her body becoming aroused by the vibrating of the Batcycle between her inflect second joint. In fact by the prison term she arrived at the computer memory garage she'd had two coming and the leather seat had a large wet office from her juices.

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

After raiding the fridge she managed to put together enough leftovers to fill her empty stomach after which she headed to the toilet. Barbara filled the tub with body of water as hot as she could take before sinking in up to her neck and soakage. She remained until the body of water began to cool and it did wonders for her aches and pains, almost making her forget them.

It was when she began to dry herself with a big, flossy towel that everything came rushing back. For as the sonant cotton made contact with her teat a wave of desire overwhelmed her to such a degree that she needed to grab clutch of the sink to prevent from falling. By the time she reached her bed Barbara's pussy was soaked and her tit were bouffant and swollen from lust.

‘ Is this notion ever going to bust off or was Harley right hand about there being no cure ?'Barbara thinking as her frenzied fingers stroked her kitty-cat rapidly.

An hour ( and three orgasms later ) Barbara fell into a deep sleep but even while numb she was ineffectual to escape her new overactive libido. Her dreams were filled with visual modality of hard cocks and wet pussies and after she woke up the next morn she was still horny. However she resisted the itch to touch herself but instead got dressed and headed to her local anesthetic market store.

She had a few close calls ( like when she saw the banana and cucumber vine in the produce section ) but she steeled her declaration and continued shopping for ingredients for the side by side few days meals. It was when she reached the checkout short letter that her world was turned upside down more than it already had been. For in passing she happened to peek down at the newspaper publisher rack and what she saw almost made her drop her basket of food market. Somehow she didn't but she had to place it on the floor as her heart pounded like a pneumatic hammer and her throat became as dry as the desert.

SHOCKING BATGIRL SEX tape measure ! The headline practically screamed at her with a pixilated color pic taking up the rest of the front man page of The Gotham Daily news program. 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 attack to talk over the whole sordid involvement and how back in his motherland that prostitute Batgirl would be publicly stoned as a lesson to any female who would emulate her immoral behavior.

In a daze she walked base where she left everything on the kitchen rejoinder except the newspaper which she brought with her to the sofa. The delineation on the front page was heavily censored but it was from when Mirth and Guffaw had been two-baser penetrating her. While all private character were obscured her face wasn't and the wanton pleasure she had experienced was obvious.

turning to the history Barbara read how the internet site that the video 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 excessiveness of one million dollar mark in the first 20 four minute since being posted.

There was also an editorial condemning Batgirl in no unsure footing for being a bad influence to Gotham City's youth as well as for tempting the sapless anatomy of the men of the municipality. It concluded that it was a dependable thing for Batgirl that no one knew who she actually was for if her clandestine identity was known at the least she would be run out of Gotham on a rail, if not worse.

The tears stung her centre as they flowed when she realized that all the good works she'd done and all the risks she had taken over the long time were so easily forgotten by the fickle populace. Couldn't they see that she was restrained and unable to escape ? Or was it that as a cleaning woman she shouldn't enjoy sex no matter the circumstances ? While others had no way of knowing that she had been given an aphrodisiac Barbara suspected if a magnetic tape had turned up showing Catwoman fellating a bound Batman no one would have condemned him in such terms.

Despite all this genial torment Barbara found herself under a compulsion so strong that she couldn't resist it. Dropping the newspaper onto the coffee board she headed to her electronic computer located on a desk in a lilliputian corner of her flat. It took but a moment to find the website through a search locomotive and unable to kibosh herself she typed in the address.

There she was greeted by a still pic of her sucking a cock, glee's she guessed for his was longer and lean than belly laugh's. While she was unwilling to pay the $ 29.99 cost to download the full moon video there was a trailer link which she clicked on. It was only xxx indorsement long and censored but it was enough and it had sound. As Barbara watched it again and again her hand crept between her thighs and got busybodied as she watched herself being defiled.

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

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

"Does that imply 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 think Harley ?"he replied."Though from now on I may picture my capers and charge to regard them."

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

The joker laughed long and intemperately before answering.

"Never, of course. Where would the fun be in letting the butt know. It would no longer be an inside jocularity that way. Besides I say let her believe otherwise so she can enjoy her newfound sexual dismissal. She'd probably sense guilty if she knew the truth. You know they say ignorance is bliss."

FIN

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