The turkey's On Batgirl

INTRODUCTION : Attention - this body of work of fable contains conniption of comic Holy Writ fierceness, super nefarious rape and bad pun. It is not a"good place"and no doubt abounds with micro and mega aggressiveness. If reading this will cause you to visit the fainting couch or get the vapor then by all means don't read. Stick to something More to your tastes, I wouldn't want to lose nap worrying you might need therapy or counseling due to my distort mind. To those that wish to read, delight my issue on superhero fanfiction.

RIP Yvonne Craig

Barbara Gordon was about to get down the s aspirin pill when she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. Putting the methamphetamine hydrochloride of milk down on the kitchen counter the Lester Willis Young woman peered out the windowpane to verify what she'd seen. Without a uncertainty it was there - the bat signalise shining brightly against the cloudy, Night sky. She knew that meant there was worry in Gotham City and help was needed but she also knew something the police force didn't - that Batman was out of town.

It had been a few days earlier when both she and the caped crusader had attended an event to encourage the youth of Gotham City to become more physically active and he'd confided in her that he needed to jaunt to a justness League coming together 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 only masked crime paladin around she thought as she headed to her bedroom. Fifteen moment later after changing into her skin-tight costume and applying her physical composition she slipped out the window of her ground trading floor apartment into the back bowling alley behind the building. After rolling the Batcycle from her nearby let garage she rode a shortsighted space to where she found a rarified working payphone. A arcminute later she heard the oh, so familiar articulation 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 help but notice that the bat signal has been sent and I wished to offer my services to Gotham City."

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

Sighing to herself, Barbara thought that though she dearly loved her father he had some very old fashioned, male chauvinist position toward gender roles. It was for this reason that he approved of her job as oral sex librarian at Gotham city's main offshoot and why he had booking about women crime hero, including female police police officer. In fact it was only after a lawsuit that section policy had been changed allowing female officers to cultivate the streets instead of being cooped up inside post theater doing filing and other clerical work.

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

Though normally gung ho about any opportunity to bear witness she was the equal of men, ( and perhaps in some small way to win her father's approval even if he didn't realize who she was ) on that particular Fri night Barbara just wanted to retire ahead of time and rest. The depository library had been in the thick of re-organizing the reference section and the attractive young woman had spent the past few twenty-four hours moving threatening tomes from one bookcase to another. Her back, arms and shoulders ached from the thousands of Ezra Loomis Pound she had toted and her scummy half was fatigued from the hundreds of misstep she had made up and down the ravel to the higher shelves.

"Not in Gotham City you say. That is catastrophic indeed ! Perhaps this is against my considerably judgment but I don't feel this can wait the two days so I'll tell you what we've learned. It seems that a interest citizen observed the joker and two of his collaborator in the vicinity of Wayne Botanical Gardens."

"But Commissioner, isn't the joker confined at Arkham sanctuary ?"

"That's what we all believed until this write up came in. I made the song to the mental home myself and was informed that the joker had been there until brightness out but sometime after that he disappeared. They have been conducting a thoroughgoing hunt of the grounds trying to find and re-capture him and hadn't released the information in rules of order to ward off causing an unnecessary panic but it seems he's already reached Gotham City."

"That's atrocious Commissioner but I'll do my best to settle 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 dark and we have a exceptional task power assembled ready to respond at a instant's notice."

Fat chance of that she thought to herself as she hung up the earpiece. If Gotham's finest were up to the job of capturing the joker then there would be no need to summon a masked vigilante. Barbara knew they could handle mundane law-breaking like burglary and pocketbook snatchings but supervillains were beyond their capability. What she had to do was draw a blank her own nagging ache and hurting and get a tireless law-breaking fighting machine until the threat to Gotham metropolis was neutralized.

Her motorcycle roared to aliveness when her luxuriously list flush hit the kicking starter and a moment later she was cruising along the mean streets of Gotham searching for her prey. A thoroughgoing search of Wayne Botanical Gardens turned up cipher so she continued to the man-made 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 Park before calling it a dark and resuming her search early the next day. She had covered the absolute majority of the commons when her sharp auricle caught what sounded like a muffled cry. Whether it had to do with the turkey or not she didn't know but if individual was in hassle her duty was clear to do what she could to help.

coming to a halt she killed the railway locomotive to better listen when the phone was repeated originating from somewhere past a copse of trees on her left slope. Leaving the Batcycle by the position of the path she sprinted in the centering of the cry until she burst out of the trees and into the clearing beyond where a shocking scene greeted her. Two muscular strong-armer were dragging a young, shapely, blonde toward a nearby park workbench and from the torn and disheveled state of her wearable it seemed sort out what their evil intentions 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 fire in her eyes.

"mirthfulness, it's Batgirl, let's conduct a powder,"one of the thugs called out to his confederate in a scared 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 captive woman onto the bench and charging.

"Bad motion,"Batgirl exclaimed though she had no clip to say to a greater extent for the foremost hoodlum was upon her.

She just managed to sidestep him as he hurtled past when the s twist arrived throwing a risky KO punch which she ducked. Before he could reclaim Batgirl delivered a crushing thrill to his groin which dropped him in his rails, his fount turning as white as a sheet. Just then the first attacker returned from rump and wrapped his brawny, tattooed arms around her lithe form so tightly that the breathing time was forced from her lungs.

Batgirl had no luck prying his custody apart so she instead used her brain - and foot. She drove her high blackguard as hard as she could into his instep and was rewarded by a oink of nuisance as well as his bobby pin loosening about her lissom midsection. Taking advantage she then twisted her shank while at the same meter swinging her elbow back and up catching him squarely in the jaw with all her power.

It took a second gear such blow for him to liberate her, at which clip 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 dog. She feinted a kick toward his groin and once he lowered his hands in an attempt to obturate her onrush Batgirl pivoted and delivered a ravage roundhouse kick to his unprotected head.

That sent the condemnable sprawl to the sward with a thump, allowing her to catch her breathing spell for the moment. Batgirl following turned her attending to the victim to see if she was okay. The fair sex seemed unhurt and was sitting on the work bench watching everything unfold with an puzzling 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 case there are more tough lurking about. I don't jazz how many more I can cover tonight,"Batgirl stated though what she didn't acknowledgment was that these turn appeared to function for the joker, so where was the crook boss now ?

"wellspring thank you for your help. It was very brave of you coming to my aid. What's the world coming to when a peeress can't convey a stroll in Gotham metropolis on a fine summer night,"the blonde said as she attempted to tug her torn, Joseph Black mini down enough to cover her bright, red panties.

"Come on Miss, no clip to dally talking. We really should inform the law what happened and get you somewhere so you can be checked out,"Batgirl said while scanning the park for any cover danger.

"Of course, of course, I understand. Just collapse me a arcminute to fix myself,"the adult female answered as she checked her visual aspect with a contract she had removed from her purse.

"We really don't have fourth dimension for you to align your physical composition Miss,"Batgirl said while taking her by the arm and attempting to lead her away.

"Quinn, its Ms. Harley Quinn and we have all the prison term in the humanity Batgirl,"the blonde replied flop before she blew a enceinte amount of knockout gunpowder right into Batgirl's face.

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

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

Harley easily evaded the washy effort and watched as Batgirl crumpled to the grass in presence of her. The last affair Batgirl remembered before everything went nigrify was seeing two yoke of branch and shoes approach. One set was the high heeled red stilettos and contraband stocking clad legs of Harley while the early was a with child pair of black and whiteness men's wingtip horseshoe and purple apparel slack water.

The low thing Batgirl felt when she regained consciousness was a dull, throbbing pain in her point which was followed by a blinding light shining in her eye. After a moment the sparkle was removed but the hurting persisted and she could now get a line the murmur of voices above her. Focusing her thinker Batgirl managed to whelm her disorientation enough to force her heart open, though once she had part of her like she hadn't.

From what she could see it appeared she was in a dank tube bedchamber with a dampness, vaulted ceiling and rough, unpainted concrete bulwark. Standing above her to the right was the arch-villain joker with his arm wrapped around the prickly waist of his malevolent brother Harley Quinn, now dressed in her familiar black and red jester costume. It was difficult to see much more because she was restrained matt on her back. Turning her head as much as she could Batgirl saw that both her wrist and ankles were securely strapped to what looked like a orotund, wooden X suspended a few feet above the floor.

"Welcome back to the land of the animation Batgirl,"the jokester 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 concerns Batbroad and to be precise it wasn't you that I wanted but rather Batbrain. However I'm adaptable enough to roll with the punch so I've already adjusted my plans to contemplate the new reality. What fatal entertainment I had in computer storage for Batbrain and his boy pratfall won't piece of work with you due to departure in soundbox 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 administrate the injections."

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

Her paw emerged holding a syringe and a small ampul of clear liquid. After filling the syringe she rubbed an alcohol wipe on Batgirl's bare neck that was between her cowl and cape then aimed the needle there.

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

Once she had administered the counterpunch agent the villainess produced another vial of liquidity which soon was injected into the helpless offense fighter but Harley still wasn't finished. Pulling yet another vial from her bag the felon psychiatrist smiled evilly as she prepared to give Batgirl the final needle.

"The minute injection was just a modest musculus relaxant to better prepare you for what's about to take place Batgirl but this hold up one you'll find quite interesting, I believe. It's a special expression I've developed to turn even the most repressed, 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 keen alloy pierced her tender chassis 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 uncoerced party to any of your sinister perversion than you have no clue,"Batgirl said before the jokester cut her off.

"No Batboobs, it's you that doesn't have a clew and by the way your boobs appear to be spectacular. I can't wait to sample them,"he told her after which he reached down and roughly squeezed both breasts through her snug 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 bequeath or not. To secernate the truth,"he said with his voice becoming a husky rustling,"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 put-on. Now let's see those tits."

bending down with an evil grin the Joked removed a razor shrill scalpel from his crownwork sack and proceeded to slice a circular incision in the material around Batgirl's the right way breast. Once the Mexican valium was utter he did the same with the left field white meat and when finished the supervillain pulled the material away exposing her considerable charms.

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

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

"fountainhead then let's not emaciate any more time."

Without another word the felonious duo carried out on their threat with each placing their sassing on a titty and going to work. The jokester was rougher, biting Batgirl's pink nipple and pale breast flesh repeatedly whereas Harley used her agile tongue to energise the spiritualist nub but the final result were the same, two erect and aroused nipples. Even big for Batgirl was that the arousal wasn't confined to her knocker but everything they did sent waves of pleasure pulsing toward her awakening loins.

"Oh stop you villains ! layover, 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 thing Batgirl, getting a little hot under the costume ?"the turkey asked with an insane gag before resuming his banquet upon her discover anatomy.

Batgirl was ineffective to respond and instead bit her lip because Harley, while continuing to flick Batgirl's nipple with her pierced tongue, had slid her gloved hand down the lost char's organic structure and was stroking between her imprisoned legs with a retribution. The comely crime-fighter squirmed about trying to turn tail this tending but due to her bound condition she was unsuccessful and could finger her lust increasing with each passing second.

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

"Harley, I need your fluffer divine service asap. We don't indirect request to keep the Batslut waiting too long."

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

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

Without saying another word Harley knelt before her mentor and took his rapidly hardening putz in her hired man and brought it to her spread out mouth. The Joker wasted no sentence but push up his hips forward driving his extensive, growing tool to the vertebral column of her mouth. He then grabbed Batgirl by her head and twisted it so she was forced to stare at the squalid scene happening next to her.

Harley was eagerly impaling her sassing onto the turkey's swelling member, taking as much as she could fit with each bob of her head. As his erection stiffened she angled her headland so that she could deep throat it while staring up at him with adoration in her oculus. He ignored her with the exception 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 stopcock as it fills your throat to its limit,"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 necessitate a niggling boost and I have just what the doctor ordered."

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

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

Her only answer was to clench her jaw while shooting dagger at him with her heart. So from his inside jacket pocket he produced a red, rubberize testicle and a wooden clothespin. First he placed the ball between her breasts. Then quick as a striking snake the jokester grabbed and squeezed her aspect with surprising strength forcing her mouth assailable. Before she could respond Harley took the nut and forced it into Batgirl's mouth and then placed a piece of surgical tape over her lips, effectively cutting off her air. The cakehole was complete when the jokester attached the clothes peg to her nose preventing her from getting any oxygen that way.

Once her breathing was restricted he continued to slap and rub his hard peter on her face with an occasional tweak of her unvoiced teat as his narrowed eyes studied her face. At offset he detected no obvious signs of soreness, no doubt due to her upgrade training regimen which enabled her to take for her breathing time recollective than an average person could, but as time went on this changed. Her eyes began to scud about wildly and her fair complexion started to crimson as her body demanded oxygen that was not forthcoming.

"Listen carefully Batgirl,"she heard him say as if from a far distance,"you have two alternative. One, you can continue to refuse to service me and pass out due to lack of oxygen and possibly lose irreparable brain damage. At which detail I'll get it on your lip and throat anyway. Or you could be a good niggling Batslut and do as you're told to. The choice is yours - nod yes or no to my generous offer."

It was getting hard for her to reduce but the one intellection that penetrated her hazy mind was that she didn't want to become a vegetable for the rest of her life-time and a encumbrance to her father. Besides she needed to deliver all her faculty if she was going to bend the table and somehow escape this quandary. With no early viable alternative Batgirl nodded her assent.

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

"You can count on that Batcunt. If you even anguish one pubic tomentum of my jokester baby you'll compliments you were stagnant because I'll make you suffer horribly before slowly killing you. But on the former hand if you do as you're told then we'll all have a wondrous time together."

While Harley spoke Batgirl took with child gulps of air into her lungs as she recovered her senses but she wasn't given practically metre before the Joker again pressed his large cockhead to her divide lips.

"surface blanket Batslut ! I've been waiting to do this since the get-go sentence you foiled one of my genius plans and now I shall deliver my revenge. Bwaa ha ha !"

Grabbing his shaft with one handwriting 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 limit as the wide shaft reached her pharynx entrance before stopping.

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

As he slid in and out of her mouth Batgirl wriggled her tongue against him while noticing that he tasted of salt, musk and villainy in peer step. For a minute or so he kept up a irksome rate, not pushing her too a great deal as her mouth adjusted to his exceedingly girth but there was only so long he could prevent his hyper personality in check. Wanting more he pulled out of her mouth all the way, his erection dripping a lead of coalesce 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 kris. By the time Harley finished her task the Joker was already sodomizing Batgirl's mouth again though he had modified her billet. Where before her chief had been turned sideways it was now hanging upside down past the wooden thralldom X, setting up a flat tunnel from mouth to throat and allowing him to jam the whole additional -long distance inside her.

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

Batgirl had little choice but to emit that way because of his thickness and as the jokester face fucked her he also grabbed her throat with his hired man. That allowed him to feel his erection as he slid it to its root, his dyed green pubic haircloth brushing her full bottom lip each clock time he did so. His other hand alternately caressed and pinched her mammilla when she felt something lower down on her captive body.

For Harley hadn't remained idle since removing her paramour's trousers but had picked up the scalpel and sliced through the framework along Batgirl's waistline right below her utility bash. She then proceeded to cut downwards 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 lax ‘ cause she's going commando and hold this out. Her pubic bone don't match her head."

That was true for Batgirl's crimson hair was but a wig to facilitate disguise her secret identity while her neatly groomed pubic whisker was her own natural brunet color.

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

"Well it's certainly wet down here and oh so pink and pretty. But she's pretty mingy, I can barely get my pinkie in her. hold me a few minute to afford 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 unconvincing that she would have answered even if able-bodied to but with his big cock driving cryptic into her throat with every poking it was impossible. All she could do was lie there and take up it as he jammed his control stick to its demarcation line while her spittle seeped around his beam of light onto her impertinence and from there dripped to the floor below where it formed a small puddle.

Now despite her negative feelings toward Batgirl, Harley was enchanted as she gazed upon the crime fighter's exposed slit. Though the Joker was her main squeeze she'd always had strong bisexual person inclination 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 metacarpophalangeal joint Harley leaned in and kissed Batgirl's clit. When she did she felt the prisoner shudder beneath her. This inspire Harley to redouble her travail and she sucked hard on the vertical nubbin for a time while wiggling her pinkie inside Batgirl's fuddled tunnel. For the succeeding few minutes Harley alternated between licking and sucking the engrossed clit while all the while frigging Batgirl with her pinkie.

When she felt the clock time was correct Harley slid her ring fingerbreadth into Batgirl as well and was rewarded by a outburst of feminine fluid squirting past. Batgirl's restrained body also bucked as much as it was able-bodied to as a powerful orgasm washed over her, to her eternal shame. Her throat muscles likewise contracted due to her climax and this caught the Joker unprepared, squeezing his rigid joystick like a vise.

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

Fast as lightning Harley shifted her perspective so that she was no retentive licking Batgirl though she did keep her gloved fingers buried late inside her pink cakehole. Her left hand reached out and took hold of her doxy's balls while she moved her soundbox closer to his. Once the turkey pulled out of Batgirl's mouth Harley's hand slid up his shaft and began to stroke it rapidly as it spewed cum.

Splat ! was the auditory sensation made as it collided with Batgirl's face. Splooge ! when a glob landed in her eye blinding her. Glub, glub ! as the Joker jammed the swell up head back into her mouth. Aaah ! was the ecphonesis he made as the last fall oozed out and onto her pink tongue.

Unable to control herself Harley leaned down and began to lap up up the stray cum that had landed on Batgirl's facial expression 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 cock and licked it clean before smiling up at him. He patted her head before moving his body into position between Batgirl's bounce legs while continuing to stroke his still sway severe erection.

"Harley, take your fingers out of her bit. It's time to gape that Batpussy wide open with my joystick ! But outset I have one more trick up my sleeve,"he told Batgirl with a leer.

stretch into his jacket sac his hand emerged holding three small metal disks. He placed one side by side to each of Batgirl's protruding mammilla then placed the third right wing on top of her erect trivial clit before removing a lowly remote ascendency from his pocket. He pressed the clit and Batgirl writhed as the modified joybuzzers sent shocks from her mamilla and clit straight to the pleasure eye 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 thick shaft and pressed the swollen school principal to her wet snatch entranceway. He pushed forward into her yielding flesh until his bellying head penetrated her womanly folds then stopped. Batgirl could already finger herself being stretched beyond what she'd ever known in her limited intimate experience and she also knew it was just the beginning.

"Damn, her Batcave is stiff than a virgin nun. Do me a party favour Harley and spread her sass as wide as you can,"he grunted.

His gun moll wasted no time before moving into position and reaching her gloved hands down to assist the Joker as he worked his way inside Batgirl. Even with Harley's assistant it was still hard to get through deeply but with her assistance and Batgirl's natural succus he made steadfast progress until half of his massive Hammond organ was inside her.

"That's it Batgirl, unfold up that tight pussy for me,"he told her while continuing to tunnel thick and recondite until there was but an in remaining outside."And now for the net push Batslut."

The jokester drove forward sinking his remaining shaft into her until their pubic bones collided. For a mo afterwards he remained motionless as he savored the pleasurable sensations his cock was experiencing just being buried in her short gem box. It was squeezing him like the tightest, wettest glove one could possibly envisage and he was loath to do anything to change that.

Batgirl's emotions on the other hired man were running the total gamut, for though she hated the fact that she was being forced into having sex against her will, with the jokester and Harley Quinn high-risk of all, her body was responding in way she had never believed were potential. She wouldn't have imagined that another adult female 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, nefarious cock was stretching her puss wide while sending waves of awful pleasure radiating across her wrapped eubstance. Things only became worse when the turkey got tired of remaining still and began to prompt his turncock inside her. At first he only made modest circular motions with his pelvis which had the core of boost loosening her pie-eyed pussy muscular tissue while at the same time stimulating every cheek ending in her inner bulwark and making her want to cry out with pleasure.

But as metre went on he started to shove his rigid control stick in and out of her clenching Batcunt, slowly at starting time, though soon it became faster and rougher. His finger seized her hips and dug in like the talons of some bird of target allowing him to Irish pound her even harder while also increasing his own enjoyment. Soon he was pulling all but his spongy heading out of her slit before driving it back balls deep with each speedy thrusting. Batgirl could hear the wet sucking audio as her soaked pussy greedily swallowed his prodigious fellow member as well as his large, laboured orb 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 scepter of another orgasm. ‘ It must be whatever drug Harley gave me, making me lose all my self-control like this.'Still that thought was but small comfort to her mind as her magnificent trunk appeared close to betraying her once again.

Doing her right to concentrate Batgirl closed her oculus and tried to disregard what was happening to her on the physical woodworking plane and instead focus her inside mind. She had almost succeeded in tuning out what the Joker's cock was doing to her body when Harley activated the joybuzzer remote control sending shockwaves to Batgirl's most sensitive nubs.

When that happened it shattered Batgirl's concentration completely and the additional stimulus from the joybuzzers was enough to actuate another massive sexual climax in the bound and helpless crime champion. Her physical structure jerked 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 hammering her pretty, pink puss. When her cramp subsided somewhat the jokester grabbed Batgirl by the spinal column of her neck and tilted her capitulum up so she was facing him.

"Open your eyes Batslut and acknowledge that you're defeated. My big cock is now your passe-partout and you know it ! If you deny it you'll only be lying to yourself,"he told her with an evil jape."Because from now on we all know what you are - a turncock craving Batwhore !"

Having made his peak he let her head fall off back down while not slowing any but continuing to get laid her at a rapid speed. It was only when he felt the maiden twinges of impending climax in the pit of his tummy that he slowed his breakneck pace for the prison term wasn't yet right.

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

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

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

Once Harley freed Batgirl's first leg the turkey took cargo deck of it right above the knee joint and lifted and pushed it until it was pressed against her chest. He did the same with her former 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 posture,"he ordered Harley,"while I go in for a unaired look."

After Harley did as instructed the turkey bent down until his face was only a few in from Batgirl's kitty-cat. Using his thumb and finger he spread her juicy, pink petal wide. He then removed the joybuzzers from Batgirl's breasts and with a wink to Harley he inserted them one at a time into Batgirl's undecided box.

"Let's see what her chemical 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 mo later she pressed the remote.

Even after seeing Batgirl's earlier reaction 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 observe her hold on them and she also dropped the remote which landed on Batgirl's two-dimensional venter. Meanwhile the Joker only avoided being kicked in the head by bounding backwards as fast as he could yet his articulatio humeri 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 good for you. And to defecate sure let's take no chances. 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 baby,"Harley said as she rummaged through her satchel.

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

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

"Very dainty Harley but I assure you that stuffing a Turkey was never one-half as a great deal fun as stuffing the Batslut. And now that she's properly restrained you may sum up testing her point of accumulation,"he replied while making a triggering motion with his finger.

"My pleasure joker child or is it Batgirl's pleasure,"Harley said while giggling at her own pun and a second later she pressed the outback button.

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

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

"Now let's see if you can care what I have in store 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 waste his hot breath over her trembling kitty-cat making her shudder from the sensation and causing him to laugh softly at her reaction. Next the Joker's glossa began licking its way from her dripping slit and down across her perineum until it reached her puckered brown hole. The jokester lashed it repeatedly until it began to relax from the attending which allowed him to force the tip of his tongue just inside her second door.

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

"I'm prepping your sourish small butthole for imminent 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 entry, that's so perverted."

"Oh he knows it's perverted but duh he is a pervert. Besides I think he prefers to make out ass anyway so you better groom yourself for what's coming your way, a huuuge stopcock,"Harley informed Batgirl.

"Correction, I prefer the blind drunk distaff yap possible on my cock and in about cases that's the ass. I can't supporter it that you women guard your assholes like they're the jacket jewels."

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

"Not many are your equalise my lamb. You truly are the exception. On the former handwriting sometimes it's nice to bonk repressed little kick like Batslut for a change to open up their closed eyes to a more sexually enlightened way of life. Besides since her Batcunt was so stiff I can't Begin to imagine how much tighter her virgin Batbutt will be - at least until I'm done wrecking it."

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

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

Batgirl didn't response because just at that moment Harley had again triggered the joybuzzers causing her puss brawniness to spasm from the vibrations. Meanwhile the turkey began working his forefinger finger into her tight anatomical sphincter, aided by a combination of her plentiful juices and his spittle. She groaned as his fingerbreadth penetrated her Virgo ass and began to probe her anus.

Within a minute he was jamming the full distance all the way in and out of her clenching ass while Harley continued sending signals to her overstimulated pussy. Meanwhile the jokester took wide-cut 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 slip he forced a second finger into her pie-eyed rectum and after a minute of ass frigging he jammed in a third. Batgirl groaned from discomfort though she knew compared to what was coming that his invading fingers were but a pass in the park. Still they had the effect of loosening her to a stage where the Joker felt she was prepared for what would follow.

"okay I think she's ready now to have her loot plundered or at to the lowest degree as prepare as she'll ever be,"the Joker exclaimed as he withdrew his fingers from her now slightly distended back golf hole."Here you go Harley - a niggling goody,"he told his henchwoman as he offered her his hand.

She wasted no time but immediately began to suck on his flavourous digit while at the Sami time he guided the tip of his prick up to Batgirl's ass with his other script. Finding it too compressed to enter he redirected his joystick up a few column inch where the large mushroom head slid into her pussy opening. He didn't go deep, just far enough to coat it with her secernment though it also had the effect of forcing the joybuzzers deeper into her canal. Harley wisely refrained from triggering them during this clock time for she understood his mercurial nature and didn't wish to trigger his wrath.

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

His mitt took grasp of her ass cheek and pulled them as far apart as possible while at the like metre Harley guided his throbbing meat to Batgirl's puckered back hole. He pushed his hips forward and with Harley's bridge player keeping his cock steady the large, mushroom psyche breached her defenses and forced its way inside. Batgirl let out a low moan of pain as she felt the joker's duncish joystick inch its way deeper inside her while his fingers dug into her house glutes.

"Her ass is unbelievable Harley and I don't just have in mind how blotto it is though it's lot tight, I assure you. Maybe you should ask Batslut about her utilisation routine when I'm finished using her. I've never felt such a combination of shape, size and litheness in all my animation,"he grunted as he continued sliding deeper up her rectum.

"You don't like my ass anymore ?"Harley asked with a hint of hurt in her spokesperson as her centre gazed back at her own alcoholic posterior.

"Don't get your step-in in a crowd, I like it plenty but it is getting a bit soggy lately. Maybe you need to cut down on the bon bons or do some more squat jabbing or something, I don't know,"he answered as his last few inches sank into Batgirl's ass."Now don't be getting mad at me and take it in the liveliness I intended. Most hoi polloi can't see their own fault and can do good from well-disposed advice."

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

"What was that, did you say something ?"

"No turkey baby."

"Uuhh, I didn't think so. Damn this ass is so blotto. It feels like it wants to break my cock,"he groaned as he began to slowly pump the comely criminal offence fighter's ass.

The pain this caused was clearly evident on Batgirl's boldness so in order to counteract this Harley started sucking on her nipple while again activating the joybuzzers. While this didn't finish the combustion in Batgirl's ass it did cark her a little bit and when Harley squeezed the other pap between her thumb and forefinger she let out a petty pant. It turned to a flash groan of painful sensation when the turkey increased the speeding of his thrusting with his heavy Ball now slapping into her firm ass cheeks.

"Oh your ass tactile property so unspoilt Batslut, I don't recognize how a lot I can ingest. Oh bonk yes !"

For the next span of minutes the sole sounds were their comingled oink and moans with both becoming louder as clock time went on until he let out a yell as he grabbed the base of operations of his thick light beam. His intention had been to bar or hold up his orgasm but it was too little, 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 prick from her backdoor.

A second later he erupted like a volcano with his cum spraying all over Batgirl. His first scene reached just below her knocker while the ease ended up on her pelvis and stage. Harley had a bird's eye view as she sucked on the captive's mammilla and she watched with enthrallment as he painted Batgirl's pink rim with his cream.

"fountainhead that was enjoyable,"he said as he squeezed a cobbler's last free fall out of his joystick onto Batgirl,"but I need to set things into motility. Harley, would you 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 go forward with my magnificent plan."

"No job baby, leave it to me,"Harley replied as she gave Batgirl's pussy one final daze before sticking her digit into Batgirl's cave and removing the devices one at a time.

Unable to see herself Harley licked the pussy juice off them before handing them and the remote to the Joker right before he departed. Once the Joker left the room Harley stretched languidly before stroking Batgirl's boldness with such tenderness that the captive was momentarily taken aback. Harley then proceeded to flake off off her habiliment until all that remained on her exuberant body was her jester hat, mitt and black and red boots.

"While we wait for him to retort we might as well have a proficient 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 legs straddling Batgirl's capitulum and her overleap kitty just a few column inch above the wrapped's side Harley bent at the waist until her sass was by the crime fighter's well sleep together trap. Harley's tongue first licked up a wander drop of cum before burrowing deep into Batgirl's wet cave. Batgirl let out a moan and a second later her own tongue darted out and tasted another cleaning woman for the first time.

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

At first she was tentative in her action mechanism but as her own rousing increased Batgirl's agile spit snaked its way rich into Harley's quim. For the next few minutes the solitary sounds were slurps and tone down moan as they explored each other's muffs to the fullest.

Despite the unusual and outlaw portion Batgirl realized that she enjoyed the taste of pussy and she mentally kicked herself for not having acted on earlier opportunity. Back in college to a greater extent 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 hypothesis could make been she would have had a much more carry out college experience. Still nothing could be done about the past but from this tip forward Batgirl decided not to relinquish life's sensual pleasure but to squeeze them fully, albeit in a law abiding manner.

So when Harley slid her tongue out of Batgirl's cave and started to lick her clit instead Batgirl followed suit of clothes without prompting. After a minute or two Harley upped the ante by jamming two finger into Batgirl while continuing to drub her button. Due to her script being restrained Batgirl was unable to slide her fingers into Harley's quim so she increased the speed of her tongue until it was a blur. To Batgirl's surprise it was Harley that came first, her thighs clamping onto the crime paladin's head as a powerful and delinquent orgasm overtook her.

"Oh that feels so just Batgirl,"Harley cried out as her juice dripped onto Batgirl's typeface from her climaxing pussy,"you're a natural at eating pussy."

Batgirl was about to respond when the auditory sensation of clapping and cheering came to her ears. Due to the spatial relation of Harley's torso she wasn't able-bodied to tell who was applauding at first gear but once the villainess shifted so she could acquire her stem their identities 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 collaborator Batgirl had earlier dispatched. Neither of them was clapping for each was holding an icebag - one against his egotistical 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 remain on your laurels yet. We still have the final act of our little dramatic event left to unfold and I need your assist. Would you mind helping Mirth and Guffaw set things up while I check for the proper slant ?"

"Sure jokester, now that Batgirl's clapper has taken the sharpness off a bit I'm prepare to go."

As Batgirl watched Harley, Mirth and belly laugh brought in and set up some lights on standpoint before carrying in two high technical school telecasting camera on tripods. Finally the henchman carried in a piece of free weight lifting equipment used for terrace press which they placed adjacent to the thralldom X.

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

For this task they took no chances. First one hood attached a handlock to Batgirl's right wrist and only then did he unloose her wrist from the bondage X. The other end was then secured to the upright support tubing and only after that did they polish off the bungee cords from her legs and regress them to their natural position. Another manacle was placed around her other wrist at which clock time she was freed from the bondage X.

They then lifted her bodily and whirl her around before placing her abdomen down onto the weight terrace. It took but a moment to fasten her second handcuff to the Bench at which clip she was positioned to their liking, sitting with her leg straddling the Bench and her substructure resting on the concrete floor. During this fourth dimension the jokester and Harley had turned on the luminousness illuminating the room in their brilliant white glare. Next they positioned the cameras with one aimed toward the head of the work bench and the other toward the foot.

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

"You forgot to mention that I'm also the manufacturer and the cinematographer but that's okay. mind up form, and especially you Batslut. As the director I expect you to come my instruction to the letter of the alphabet and to secure this I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I know my trusted henchmen will do as instructed but in your case Batslut a picayune superfluous motivation may be required and I have just the thing."

As Batgirl watched the Joker again reached into his inner cap pocket and this time produced what appeared to be a fateful baton. However on closer examination she noticed there were two alloy prongs protruding from the top of the cylinder.

"I see that you recognize what I'm holding Batslut,"the Joker said as his hand tilted up her mentum so she was looking at his facial expression,"so I'm guesswork you know what it can do. This kine spurring can deliver one million volts at the flick of a transposition with no permanent impairment 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 effective lady friend and do what you're told and we'll make movie illusion. Otherwise I'll be forced to use this on some very raw places."

"jokester you don't mean you'd zap her pretty kitty-cat, do you ?"Harley asked with a horrified expression.

"Don't narrate me you're going subdued on me Harley and siding with our affirm opposition to boot."

"Um, well no, not exactly turkey. I admit I'm fond to her pussy but it's really about getting the expert performance out of her,"Harley replied as she sat behind the captive crime battler,"and understanding the near way to motivate. certain you can excruciate or menace her into doing this but that will make for a less root on public presentation. You can get more fly front with honey than vinegar. Allow me to demonstrate."

Harley pressed her body up against Batgirl's back as her handwriting reached around to the strawman. One began stroking her button while the other tweaked her rock hard mamilla. Her brim found an reveal part 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 make everybody happy. Do like Joker says to do. If it makes you finger better then blame me for giving you the aphrodisiac earlier. Just do as you're told, okay ? I don't want anything bad to happen to your afters, tasty pussy."

After one last snog Harley released Batgirl and stood while winking at the joker before moving into post behind the rear camera. The joker took his blank space at the numeral one television camera while his collaborator stood right in front of Batgirl. Both were fondling their private parts and Batgirl could see by their bulges they looked cook to go.

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

rightfield on cue the two punk undid their pants and pushed them down to their knee joint exposing their rock hard erections. mirth ( the thug who had former taken a boot to the gonads ) appeared eager to raise she'd done no lasting injury to his equipment as he pushed his stiff tool toward Batgirl's soft, red lip. For a moment she hesitated as her conflicting emotions battled until lust overwhelmed reason and she opened her rima oris wide.

"Oh that's it, suck it you little 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 belly laugh grabbed her shoulder with one hand as his other pushed his straining dick against her face. Batgirl slowly pulled her mouthpiece off hilarity's prick with a popping audio before turning her attention to Guffaw.

Her tongue darted out and licked the knoblike head before she swallowed it outright. She didn't stop there but kept going until most of his member was inside her oral fissure and his head was tickling her faucial tonsil. After a mo spent watching this Mirth grew raring and pushed his cock toward her mouth.

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

Somehow she managed to involve both in her mouth for a moment but she gagged when they became belligerent, with each trying to go deeper than the former. That caused her to pull her head back releasing them both as she coughed out a gob of spit. After first catching her breath Batgirl started to lick them, first one then the other. Her nimble glossa circled their purplish heads in turn like she was licking a popsicle before it snaked its way down each rigid shaft of light until reaching the hairy, cum load balls. She continued to serve them like this until the music director barked out new directions to the cast.

"Mirth, it's time for a little of the old in-out. belly laugh use her oral fissure some more."

The Joker's collaborator eagerly followed his orders with guffaw sliding his surd motherfucker back into her warm, wet mouth while glee moved into position behind her. His hands took hold of her articulatio coxae and pulled them up until she was standing and her hip was layer with his cock. He then tore at her already cut costume so that her full-of-the-moon, flannel Moon was fully exposed to his prospect. Now with her quick to be penetrated he aimed his cock at her pussy. His first try failed as he thrust forward and his school principal 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 can leaving a red handprint on her comely skin.

His hand then grasped the theme of his stopcock and with its direction he succeeded in burying his full length in one smooth motion. glee began pumping her pussy rapidly while Guffaw was doing the same to her backtalk and soon they built up a sync rhythm. All Batgirl could do was hold onto the brand tubing and involve 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 ready sure she feels it."

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

Putting his words into prompt action the brawny thug began raining down blows on the helpless crime fighter aircraft's posterior while continuing to jam his cock into her. unable to do anything in response Batgirl took it, her only chemical reaction being the muffled whine that escaped around Guffaw's thick erection.

Whether it was due to the stimulus of her tight pussy on him or the sadistic pleasure he received from spanking her toned ass mirth was rapidly nearing orgasm. The joker noticed his henchman's breathing becoming labored and the cycle of his blows becoming quicksilver and rightly diagnosed the case and therefore acted before it was too late.

"hilarity, no topic 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 practically 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,"Mirth replied as he delivered a terminal scag to Batgirl's now red ass before pulling out of her.

belly laugh wasted no time in his eagerness to sample Batgirl's appeal for himself. No sooner had hilarity stepped back then he attempted to aim up the same position behind her. That is until the criminal originator held up his deal in a stop motion halting his flunky in his tracks.

"What I'm mentation guffaw is that we have decent doggy style footage for now. How about we let the Batslut showcase some of her natural endowment ? You've heard of cowgirl stylus well I suggest we modify it to Batslut on top style. Mirth, would you help get her into position ?"

"Sure thing turkey,"he replied as he wrapped an arm around her splenetic shank and lifted the grim half of her body into the air.

guffaw slid his body onto the bench beneath her and helped to let down her back down so she was straddling him. No Sooner did he steer his toilsome peter to the scuttle 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 depend on him. With her eyes tightly shut Batgirl bounced up and down on Guffaw's careen unvoiced hard-on at a rapid speed.

The other villain could only resist and learn dumbfounded for it seemed she had lost all forbiddance in her zeal to get laid. Her hands held onto the bench tightly which gave her more than leverage to bang herself onto guffaw's thick pecker with all her might. The phone of physical body colliding came clearly to all in the room and the spirit of aroused distaff sex became more articulate by the second.

Batgirl was making niggling whimpering auditory sensation but as prison term passed they turned to loud drawn out groan. belly laugh was the lucky recipient of Batgirl's newly cultivated carnal nature as her pussy squeezed his shaft with every motion. His big helping hand kneaded her ass anatomy as she rode him and this only spurred her on. It was the turkey who broke the trance they all seemed to be under when he barked out another order.

"gleefulness, don't just stand there like a slack jawed yokel. Have the Batslut suck 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 mo later his mushroom cloud head was touching her full red lips.

Without missing a round she began to suck him while not slowing her torso at all. After a minute of her slobbering on his pecker it was wet with spittle and prepare for what was to follow. Batgirl let out a disappointed suspiration when he pulled out of her sass but she continued her rhythmic pelvic movement without slowing down any.

glee had moved into position behind her with his legs spaced widely apart as he grasped his blade strong rooster in his helping hand. Bending at the knee his disembarrass hand reached out and seize Batgirl by the articulatio humeri preventing her from moving for the moment.

"A little help Guffaw,"he said hoarsely.

His feller confederate complied, his hands pulling Batgirl's firm derriere cheeks apart as far as possible opening up a clear way of life to her no longer virgin backdoor. Mirth wasted no time but slid his full length into her with a fulfill grunt. Batgirl let out a trashy scream as both her mess were filled with severely cock at the same time. hilarity's script then reached around and squeezed her impertinent breasts while belly laugh kept his paw 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 convey my stick in both of your fuckholes then this should be a breeze. No rebuff to the boys but I'm much larger and you enjoyed every in. Just relax and start to actuate your hips, you'll see I'm right."

Whether it was his words or just that her organic structure adapted to being double penetrated who can say. What was for certain was that after Batgirl resumed her riding the pain sensation soon turned to discomfort and from there it changed to pleasure of a sort. There was no equivocalness in regards to what Mirth and belly laugh were feeling for both were experiencing elevated pleasure as she rode their sloshed rods.

Meanwhile as the Joker filmed the trine his own cock began to swell and grow for watching Batgirl in activity was reviving his flaccid member. Despite having cum twice in rapid ecological succession 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 program. First he adjusted the camera to the perfect meridian before taking out his telephone and setting it to video mode.

"Harley, I'm going to make a cameo so cause sure to catch it all for descendants,"he told his moll as he moved directly in front line of a bouncing Batgirl who by this metre was emitting a twine of brassy groan as her maw were filled.

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

If the joker noticed her unhappiness he didn't appearance it for he was so focused on grabbing Batgirl's ( cook ) hair and pulling her head toward his control stick he wasn't aware of anything else. Once Batgirl took his egotistical head into her back talk he began to film it with his camera telephone set from above. Having to stretch out her body to nurse the Joker caused Batgirl to terminate moving her hip but mirth and Guffaw took up the slack water. They began thrusting their flesh rod cell into her as fasting and hard as they could while the jokester started to drive his rooster down her throat.

With things as they were all Batgirl could do was take the pounding for with Mirth now holding her shoulders and the Joker holding her pass she was unable to move in any substantial way. Her mouthpiece made gurgling interference as the jokester's stick jammed deep each prison term and her holes were making squishy auditory sensation from the unvarying pounding she was taking while Harley captured it all on film.

Now for Mirth and guffaw all good matter must come to an end and fucking Batgirl was beyond good. Her holes were so sloshed and hot to start with and with their thrusting erections only separated by her tissue layer it gave more stimulation to their sex puppet. So it was a forfeit conclusion that sooner rather than later orgasm would come. They couldn't have timed it better if they planned it for both were approaching the finish stock at breakneck speed with the only doubtfulness which would expire it first.

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

"shuffle sure you don't cum in her,"the turkey said as he reluctantly pulled out of her oral fissure and headed back to the tv camera,"we need to flick it."

"Ooh I'm gon na cum ! I can't hold it anymore !"mirthfulness yelled as his hammer slipped from her ass.

Before his hand could even reach it, his cock exploded with a roofy of cum shooting out and hitting Batgirl in her lowly spinal column. Mirth then managed to grab his shooting cock and aim it at Batgirl's firm buttocks. drop after drop hit her taut ass with a splat until goose egg more remained in glee's spend balls.

Meanwhile belly laugh thrust in her a few more times before it was his turn to cum. He just managed to pull up out of her Batpussy before ejaculating a outpouring of Patrick Victor Martindale White, sticky liquid onto her now gaping Batcaves. Harley was able to film it all despite her own soundbox's squirming for watching them paint Batgirl was arousing her immensely and she wanted reliever. Still she remained disciplined until both hood were finished cumming. Afterwards they were laughing and high fiving each other as they extricated their limb from Batgirl's.

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

Now that the motion-picture photography was complete he looked down at the next order of line of work to learn caution of which was his rampant hard-on. Turning he saw Batgirl sinking down onto the free weight bench in a land of physical and mental debilitation 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 articulatio humeri and spun her around so she was facing the bondage X with her back to him. Without saying a Word of God he then pushed down on her shoulders until she was knack over at a XC degree slant prompting her to order her hands on the X to support herself. He paused just long enough to feast his centre on her delectable backside before jamming his wide cock into her wet, shaved pussy.

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

Harley had no luck to savor the flavor for the jokester didn't even come home her fully before he slid back out prompting a disappointed whimper in reply. Ignoring that he aimed just high and a second later his mushroom-shaped cloud head pierced her ample ass. This metre he kept going until every inch was buried and his clod were brushing her slit. Next he smacked her ass sharply before beginning to fuck her as hard as he could. His fingers dug into the soft bod of her hip as he worked in and out of Harley's sizable ass for all he was worth.

"Since you said I prefer to love ass I'll name your give-and-take come true,"he grunted as he thrust balls deep each time.

All Harley could do was brace her dead body to prevent from being knocked forward for it felt like he was trying to get to her throat by how hard he was driving his stick. Since he'd already cum twice he was in no risk of cumming quickly, in fact as it was his ballock were working overtime in order to produce more of the creamy snowy fluid. So he went all out with no plosive speech sound until Harley's peg began to tremble and escape from and she could barely stand.

Batgirl had watched this take place with undisguised lust but she was also fighting unsuccessfully to remain arouse. The combination of the physical work she'd done all hebdomad added to the unprecedented fucking she'd received was just too much to overcome. More than once she had forced her eyes back open but ultimately it was a losing battle.

The utmost affair Batgirl saw before unconsciousness prevailed was Harley lying on her side on the bondage X with the Joker holding her top leg up to his shoulder joint. His peter was still sodomizing her while at the like time he was jamming the galvanising oxen prod deep into Harley's quim while she squealed like a stick to pig. Then she knew no more.

EPILOGUE

Batgirl woke alone with her body stiff and her private parts sore from the premature Nox's ravage. The eastern sky was brightening with streak of garden pink and orange when she opened her eyes and sat up. With a commencement she realized that she was sitting on the forage in the neighborhood of where she'd first encountered Harley the nighttime before.

Staggering to her foundation Batgirl walked on unsteady branch until she reached the Batcycle which was parked right where she'd left it. Noticing her exposed body function Batgirl first removed her service program belt and wrapped her cape around herself before holding it in place by refastening the utility belt above it. She then proceeded to turn on through the still, quiet streets of Gotham urban center like a bat out of snake pit with the exclusively end to get place before anyone saw the disheveled condition she was in.

Despite all she had suffered the Night before Batgirl could palpate her body becoming aroused by the vibrating of the Batcycle between her toned second joint. In fact by the sentence she arrived at the computer storage garage she'd had two orgasms and the leather rear had a bombastic wet spot from her juices.

Once in the service department she stripped down nude and concealed her mutilated costume before wrapping a blanket around her spent dead body. After this she headed back to her apartment where she immediately collapsed into her waiting bed and let catch some Z's overwhelm her. It was already nighttime 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 fill her empty stomach after which she headed to the lav. Barbara filled the tub with water as hot as she could read before sinking in up to her neck and sousing. She remained until the H2O began to cool and it did wonders for her aching and pain sensation, 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 made contact with her pap a Wave of desire overwhelmed her to such a point that she needed to grab grasp of the sink to forestall from falling. By the time she reached her bed Barbara's pussy was soaked and her nipples were bouffant and swollen from lust.

‘ Is this feeling ever going to fag off or was Harley right about there being no cure ?'Barbara mentation as her phrenetic fingerbreadth stroked her kitty rapidly.

An hour ( and three orgasms later ) Barbara fell into a deep sleep but even while asleep she was unable to escape her new overactive libido. Her dream were filled with visual sense of heavily cocks and wet snatch and after she woke up the adjacent dawn she was still steamy. However she resisted the impulse to touch herself but instead got dressed and headed to her local anaesthetic grocery store.

She had a few close call ( like when she saw the bananas and cucumbers in the green goods section ) but she steeled her resolve and continued shopping for ingredients for the succeeding few days repast. It was when she reached the checkout line that her populace was turned upside down more than it already had been. For in passing she happened to glance down at the newspaper wheel 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 air hammer and her throat became as dry as the desert.

SHOCKING BATGIRL SEX TAPE ! The headline practically screamed at her with a pixilated color photo taking up the ease of the front page of The Gotham Daily News. Her fingers trembled as she picked up a copy and put it on the counter followed by the rest of her merchandise. Barbara ignored the strange clerk's try to discuss the unit sordid intimacy and how back in his native land that harlot Batgirl would be publicly stoned as a object lesson to any female who would emulate her base behavior.

In a daze she walked home where she left everything on the kitchen counter except the newspaper which she brought with her to the sofa. The picture on the nominal head varlet was heavily censored but it was from when Mirth and Guffaw 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 story Barbara read how the website that the video was on had crashed from the unprecedented volume of bang it had received. It was also reported that it had been traced to a tummy in the Cayman Islands called Felonious Prankster LLC and that it had already made in surfeit of one million dollars in the first twenty four 60 minutes since being posted.

There was also an column condemning Batgirl in no uncertain terms for being a bad influence to Gotham city's young as well as for tempting the feeble flesh of the men of the municipality. It concluded that it was a good affair for Batgirl that no one knew who she actually was for if her hole-and-corner identity operator was known at the least she would be run out of Gotham on a rails, 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 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 cleaning lady she shouldn't enjoy sex no affair the setting ? While others had no way of knowing that she had been given an aphrodisiac Barbara suspected if a tapeline had turned up showing Catwoman fellating a bound Batman no one would have condemned him in such terms.

Despite all this mental hurt Barbara found herself under a compulsion so strong that she couldn't resist it. Dropping the paper onto the coffee berry board she headed to her computer located on a desk in a minuscule nook of her apartment. It took but a minute to line up the website through a search engine and unable to stop herself she typed in the address.

There she was greeted by a still photo of her sucking a cock, Mirth's she guessed for his was longer and sparse than Guffaw's. While she was unwilling to pay the $ 29.99 cost to download the good video there was a trailer connexion 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 manus crept between her thighs and got occupy as she watched herself being defiled.

Meanwhile in a underground, metro baddie lair the turkey sat staring at his own computer screenland as Harley slurped away on his prodigious member.

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

"Does that think of that you're going to end your sprightliness of criminal offense and go legit as a pornography 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 show my capers and heraldic bearing to view them."

"So jokester, 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 joker laughed long and hard before answering.

"Never, of path. Where would the fun be in letting the target area know. It would no longer be an deep down jest that way. Besides I say let her trust otherwise so she can love her newfound sexual sacking. She'd probably feel shamed if she knew the truth. You know they say ignorance is bliss."

FIN

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