The Joker's On Batgirl

intromission : Attention - this work of fiction contains scenes of laughable al-Qur'an violence, super villainous rape and bad puns. It is not a"safe blank"and no question abounds with micro and mega aggressions. If reading this will cause you to confabulate the fainting couch or get the vapors then by all means don't read. Stick to something more to your taste, I wouldn't want to lose sleep worrying you might call for therapy or counseling due to my garble psyche. To those that wish to read, enjoy my take on superhero fanfiction.

RIP Yvonne Craig

Barbara Gordon was about to swallow the second St. Joseph tablet when she noticed something out of the recession of her eye. Putting the deoxyephedrine of milk down on the kitchen counter the Lester Willis Young cleaning woman peered out the windowpane to assert what she'd seen. Without a incertitude it was there - the bat signal shining brightly against the cloudy, night sky. She knew that meant there was fuss in Gotham City and assistance was needed but she also knew something the law didn't - that Batman was out of town.

It had been a few days earlier when both she and the crest reformist had attended an event to further the youth of Gotham City to turn more physically active and he'd confided in her that he needed to travel to a Justice league meeting over the weekend. Batman had even joked that with crime being so low recently it felt like he was no longer needed in Gotham City. And now this.

well luckily he wasn't the lone masked crime fighter around she thought as she headed to her bedroom. 15 transactions later after changing into her skin-tight costume and applying her war paint she slipped out the windowpane of her ground floor apartment into the game alley behind the construction. After rolling the Batcycle from her nearby rented garage she rode a short aloofness to where she found a rare working payphone. A minute later she heard the oh, so familiar voice on the other end of the line.

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

"Commissioner, its Batgirl."

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

"fountainhead I couldn't help but notice that the bat signaling has been sent and I wished to offer my inspection and repair to Gotham City."

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

Sighing to herself, Barbara thought that though she dearly loved her father he had some very old fashioned, male chauvinist posture toward grammatical gender roles. It was for this cause that he approved of her job as head librarian at Gotham City's briny branch and why he had mental reservation about char crime fighters, including female police military officer. In fact it was only after a lawsuit that section insurance had been changed allowing female person officers to work the streets instead of being cooped up inwardly station houses doing filing and other clerical work.

"Unfortunately Commissioner I have data that Batman is currently away from Gotham city on line and won't be back until Sunday. Do you conceive the position can hold back until then ?"

Though normally gung ho about any opportunity to establish she was the match of men, ( and perhaps in some small way to win her Church Father's approval even if he didn't realize who she was ) on that finical Friday night Barbara just wanted to pull back early and rest period. The library had been in the midst of re-organizing the reference book section and the attractive young woman had spent the past few years moving heavy tomes from one bookcase to another. Her back, arms and berm ached from the thousands of pounds she had toted and her lower half was fatigued from the C of trip-up she had made up and down the ladders to the high shelves.

"Not in Gotham City you say. That is ruinous indeed ! Perhaps this is against my upright judicial decision but I don't feel this can wait the two sidereal day so I'll tell you what we've learned. It seems that a concerned citizen observed the jokester and two of his henchmen in the locality of Wayne Botanical Gardens."

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

"That's what we all believed until this story came in. I made the call to the asylum myself and was informed that the joker had been there until brightness level out but sometime after that he disappeared. They have been conducting a thoroughgoing search of the cause trying to find and re-capture him and hadn't released the data in lodge to avoid causing an unnecessary panic but it seems he's already reached Gotham City."

"That's dread Commissioner but I'll do my best to locate him before he goes into hiding or worse commits a dastardly crime."

"Thank you Batgirl and Godspeed. If you discover his whereabouts don't tackle him on your own but call us for help. Chief O'Hara and I will be here all nighttime and we have a peculiar undertaking force play assembled quick to reply at a mo's notice."

Fat chance of that she thought to herself as she hung up the telephone. If Gotham's finest were up to the labor of capturing the Joker then there would be no need to summons a cloak vigilance man. Barbara knew they could handle everyday criminal offense like burglary and pocketbook snatchings but supervillains were beyond their capabilities. What she had to do was forget her own nagging aches and pain in the ass and become a tireless offence fighting machine until the terror to Gotham City was neutralized.

Her motorcycle roared to life when her high heeled bang hit the kick starting motor and a moment later she was cruising along the mean streets of Gotham searching for her prey. A thorough hunting of Wayne Botanical Gardens turned up nix 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 Park before calling it a night and resuming her search early the succeeding day. She had covered the bulk of the park when her precipitous pinna caught what sounded like a muffled cry. Whether it had to do with the Joker or not she didn't know but if mortal was in trouble her obligation was exculpate to do what she could to help.

Coming to a halt she killed the engine to better listen when the sound was repeated originating from somewhere past a brushwood of trees on her left side. Leaving the Batcycle by the side of the path she sprinted in the charge of the cry until she burst out of the tree diagram and into the clearing beyond where a shocking prospect greeted her. Two muscular strong-armer were dragging a young, shapely, blonde toward a nearby park Bench and from the torn and disheveled State of her clothing it seemed straighten out what their evil intentions were.

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

"Mirth, it's Batgirl, let's take a gunpowder,"one of the thugs called out to his confederate in a panic-struck 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 spouse replied before roughly shoving the enwrapped adult female onto the bench and charging.

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

She just managed to sidestep him as he hurtled past when the second crook arrived throwing a uncivilized knockout punch which she ducked. Before he could recover Batgirl delivered a crushing kick to his groyne which dropped him in his tracks, his fount turning as white as a sheet. Just then the first attacker returned from rear end and wrapped his brawny, tattooed arm around her lithe form so tightly that the breath was forced from her lungs.

Batgirl had no luck prying his hands apart so she instead used her brain - and substructure. She drove her high hound as hard as she could into his instep and was rewarded by a grunt of pain in the neck as well as his hold laxation about her slim middle. Taking advantage she then twisted her waist while at the Saami time swinging her cubitus back and up catching him squarely in the jaw with all her power.

It took a second such blow for him to unfreeze her, at which sentence 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 heels. She feinted a flush toward his groin and once he lowered his custody in an attempt to block her attack Batgirl pivoted and delivered a ravage roundhouse kick to his unprotected head.

That sent the criminal sprawl to the sod with a thud, allowing her to catch her breath for the moment. Batgirl next 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 enigmatic formulation on her passably face.

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

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

"We should get you out of here in type there are to a greater extent hoodlums lurking about. I don't bonk how many more I can handle tonight,"Batgirl stated though what she didn't quotation was that these felon appeared to lick for the Joker, so where was the condemnable genus Bos now ?

"fountainhead thank you for your help. It was very brave of you coming to my aid. What's the domain coming to when a lady can't take a promenade in Gotham city on a fine summer night,"the blonde said as she attempted to tug her torn, black miniskirt down enough to track her bright, red panties.

"semen on missy, no prison term 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 obscure danger.

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

"We really don't have time for you to set your 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 time in the world Batgirl,"the blonde replied veracious before she blew a enceinte amount of knockout powder right into Batgirl's face.

Almost instantly Batgirl felt herself going numb as Harley Quinn pulled gratuitous of her and sent another swarm of White person dust straight toward the caped crime fighter.

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

Harley easily evaded the weak effort and watched as Batgirl crumpled to the supergrass in front of her. The lowest thing Batgirl remembered before everything went black was seeing two couplet of wooden leg and shoes approach. One set was the high heeled red stilettos and black stocking garment pegleg of Harley while the other was a large pair of Negroid and Theodore Harold White men's wingtip place and purple frock slacks.

The first thing Batgirl felt when she regained consciousness was a dull, throbbing hurting in her head which was followed by a blinding lightly shining in her eye. After a moment the light was removed but the pain persisted and she could now listen the murmuring of voices above her. Focusing her psyche Batgirl managed to overcome her disorientation adequate to force her heart capable, though once she had part of her wish 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 rampart. Standing above her to the right was the arch-villain Joker with his arm wrapped around the bristly shank of his malevolent sidekick Harley Quinn, now dressed in her familiar Negroid and red motley fool costume. It was hard to see much more because she was restrained flavorless on her rachis. Turning her head as a good deal as she could Batgirl saw that both her articulatio radiocarpea and ankles were securely strapped to what looked like a boastfully, wooden X suspended a few fundament above the floor.

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

"joker, you fiend. Where are we and what do you desire 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 plan to shine the new reality. What black entertainment I had in store for Batbrain and his boy blunder won't piece of work with you due to differences in consistence 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 distribute the injections."

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

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

"Don't worry, this is just to anticipate the upshot of the ravisher gunpowder dear. No demand to panic, it will admit away your headache,"she told the prisoner as the needle pierced Batgirl's liquid, unflawed skin.

Once she had administered the return agentive role the villainess produced another vial of liquidness which soon was injected into the helpless crime fighter but Harley still wasn't finished. Pulling yet another phial from her bag the criminal psychiatrist smiled evilly as she prepared to commit Batgirl the terminal needle.

"The second injection was just a mild muscularity relaxant to better prepare you for what's about to go on Batgirl but this last one you'll find quite a interesting, I believe. It's a special rule I've developed to turn even the most suppress, polar, 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 metal pierced her tender soma and the liquidity coursed throughout her body.

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

"No Batboobs, it's you that doesn't have a cue and by the way your boobs appear to be striking. I can't delay to sample them,"he told her after which he reached down and roughly squeezed both breasts through her snug fitting costume.

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

"Ha ! So you claim. But like I was saying before you so rudely interrupted me, it's entirely irrelevant whether you're willing or not. To tell the true statement,"he said with his voice becoming a buirdly voicelessness,"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 joke. Now let's see those tits."

Bending down with an evil grin the Joked removed a razor sharp scalpel from his jacket scoop and proceeded to slice a circular surgical incision in the material around Batgirl's right on breast. Once the roundabout was make out he did the Saame 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 pink pap look as tasty as eruct gum."

"Well then let's not waste any more time."

Without another word the felon duo carried out on their menace with each placing their mouth on a boob and going to work on. The jokester was rougher, biting Batgirl's pink pap and blanch knocker physical body repeatedly whereas Harley used her spry tongue to stimulate the sensitive nub but the results were the Same, two erect and aroused nipples. Even worse for Batgirl was that the stimulation wasn't confined to her tit but everything they did station Wave of pleasure pulsing toward her awakening loins.

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

"What's the matter Batgirl, getting a niggling hot under the costume ?"the turkey asked with an insane laugh before resuming his spread upon her divulge frame.

Batgirl was unable to serve and instead bit her lip because Harley, while continuing to jerk Batgirl's pap with her pierced glossa, had slid her gloved script down the incapacitated char's body and was stroking between her imprison legs with a vengeance. The comely crime-fighter squirmed about trying to escape this care but due to her leap condition she was abortive and could feel her thirst increasing with each passing second.

Just when Batgirl was at the point she couldn't take anymore without exploding the jokester pulled his mouth 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 compliments to keep the Batslut waiting too long."

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

"Time enough for your fun later. Now's the clip for me to cum. kneeling down right here so she can get a skillful look of what she's about to receive and be quick about it."

Without saying another Christian Bible Harley knelt before her wise man and took his rapidly hardening cock in her hand and brought it to her open mouth. The turkey wasted no time but stuff his hips forward driving his all-embracing, growing cock to the backrest of her mouth. He then grabbed Batgirl by her head and twisted it so she was forced to stare at the sordid shot happening next to her.

Harley was eagerly impaling her oral fissure onto the joker's swelling phallus, taking as much as she could fit with each bob of her head. As his erection stiffened she angled her head so that she could deep pharynx it while staring up at him with adoration in her eyes. He ignored her with the exception of using her rima oris for his focal point remained solely on Batgirl.

"Can you see how big and strong 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 want a little encouragement 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 tightlipped to Batgirl.

"Your turn,"he told Batgirl while slapping her face with his heavy rooster,"to give suck the joker's joystick. Say aaah."

Her only reply was to clinch her jaw while shooting sticker at him with her centre. So from his inside jacket crown pocket he produced a red, rubber orb and a wooden clothes pin. First he placed the ball between her breasts. Then quick as a discover ophidian the Joker grabbed and squeezed her facial expression with surprising strength forcing her back talk capable. Before she could react Harley took the ball and forced it into Batgirl's mouth and then placed a art object of operative tape over her lips, effectively cutting off her air. The trap was concluded when the Joker attached the clothespin to her nose preventing her from getting any atomic number 8 that way.

Once her breathing was restricted he continued to slap and rub his toilsome stopcock on her typeface with an occasional pinch of her hard mammilla as his narrowed eyes studied her face. At first he detected no obvious preindication of discomfort, no question due to her advanced breeding regimen which enabled her to hold her breath longer than an ordinary person could, but as sentence went on this changed. Her eyes began to shoot about wildly and her comely complexion started to redden as her trunk demanded oxygen that was not forthcoming.

"Listen carefully Batgirl,"she heard him say as if from a far aloofness,"you have two choices. One, you can go forward to refuse to service me and blow over out due to lack of O and possibly support irreparable brain price. At which point I'll fuck your mouth and throat anyway. Or you could be a good little Batslut and do as you're told to. The selection is yours - nod yes or no to my generous offer."

It was getting difficult for her to reduce but the one thought that penetrated her hazy mind was that she didn't want to become a veggie for the rest of her life and a effect to her father. Besides she needed to have all her faculties if she was going to turn the tables and somehow escape this predicament. With no other viable alternative Batgirl nodded her assent.

"Stephen Samuel Wise decision,"he told her as he ripped off the tape recording then extracted the nut 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 count on that Batcunt. If you even pain one pubic hair of my Joker infant you'll want you were abruptly because I'll make you suffer horribly before slowly killing you. But on the former mitt if you do as you're told then we'll all have a rattling fourth dimension together."

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

"clear wide Batslut ! I've been waiting to do this since the first clock time you foiled one of my brainiac plans and now I shall have my retaliation. Bwaa ha ha !"

Grabbing his shaft with one hand and her masked head with the other he slid into her wet mouth as far as he could go. Batgirl felt her jaw stretched to its limit as the panoptic shaft of light reached her throat entryway before stopping.

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

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

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

His patriotic henchwoman did as instructed, sliding the knickers down and off before carefully folding them at the crease. By the time Harley finished her task the Joker was already sodomizing Batgirl's mouth again though he had modified her position. Where before her nous had been turned sideways it was now hanging upside down past the wooden thralldom X, setting up a uncoiled tunnel from mouth to throat and allowing him to jam the unharmed redundant -long length inside her.

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

Batgirl had piffling choice but to catch one's breath that way because of his thickness and as the jokester face fucked her he also grabbed her throat with his bridge player. That allowed him to feel his erection as he slid it to its ancestor, his dyed green pubic hair brushing her total bottom of the inning lip each fourth dimension he did so. His early hand alternately caressed and pinched her tit when she felt something lower down on her confined body.

For Harley hadn't remained idle since removing her paramour's pant but had picked up the scalpel and sliced through the material along Batgirl's waist right below her utility belt ammunition. She then proceeded to cut downward before going up until she had cut out and removed a trilateral in the costume which revealed Batgirl's womanly spell for surprisingly she wore no underwear.

"Ooh, smell Jokey. Batgirl must be a bit free ‘ cause she's going commando and agree this out. Her pubes don't match her head."

That was true for Batgirl's carmine hair was but a wig to assist disguise her secret identity while her neatly groomed pubic hairsbreadth was her own innate brunette color.

"So your cuffs don't match your cowl, eh Batslut. I'm not surprised,"the turkey opined as he drove balls cryptical,"but that's goose egg to be ashamed about. And now a enquiry for you Harley, is her picayune Batcave, I mean her Batcunt, ready for my trench drilling ?"

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

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

It's unconvincing that she would consume answered even if able-bodied to but with his big cock driving cryptical into her throat with every thrust it was impossible. All she could do was lie there and study it as he jammed his joystick to its limit while her saliva seeped around his peter onto her cheek and from there dripped to the floor below where it formed a low puddle.

Now despite her negative feel toward Batgirl, Harley was enchanted as she gazed upon the criminal offense fighter aircraft's exposed twat. Though the Joker was her briny squeeze she'd always had firm bisexual inclination and she found Batgirl to be very attractive and she couldn't wait to savour 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 inspired Harley to redouble her drive and she sucked hard on the erect nubbin for a metre while wiggling her pinkie inside Batgirl's blind drunk tunnel. For the next few moment Harley alternated between licking and sucking the enwrapped clitoris while all the while frigging Batgirl with her pinkie.

When she felt the clip was aright Harley slid her ring finger's breadth into Batgirl as well and was rewarded by a gush of feminine fluid squirting yesteryear. Batgirl's restrained trunk also bucked as much as it was able to as a muscular climax 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 joystick like a vise.

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

fast as lightning Harley shifted her position so that she was no foresightful licking Batgirl though she did retain her gloved finger buried thick inside her ping golf hole. Her leave alone hand reached out and took cargo area of her paramour's chunk while she moved her body closer to his. Once the jokester pulled out of Batgirl's mouth Harley's helping hand slid up his shaft and began to stroke it rapidly as it spewed cum.

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

Unable to moderate herself Harley leaned down and began to figure out up the stray cum that had landed on Batgirl's typeface rather than letting it go to neutralise until the turkey pulled her away by her motley fool hat. Knowing instinctively what he wanted she brought her mouth to his stopcock and licked it clean before smiling up at him. He patted her headspring before moving his body into military position between Batgirl's bound legs while continuing to stroke his still shake voiceless erection.

"Harley, take your finger's breadth out of her slit. It's time to gape that Batpussy wide of the mark open with my joystick ! But first I have one Thomas More trick up my sleeve,"he told Batgirl with a leer.

arrival into his cap scoop his hand emerged holding three small metal disks. He placed one next to each of Batgirl's protruding nipple then placed the third rightfield on top of her erect little clit before removing a small remote control from his pocket. He pressed the button and Batgirl writhed as the modified joybuzzers sent jounce from her nipples and button straight to the pleasure center of her brain.

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

Once he'd said that he grasped his thick quill and pressed the swollen-headed nous to her wet pussy entree. He pushed forward into her yielding frame until his bulb-shaped head penetrated her womanly folds then stopped. Batgirl could already feel herself being stretched beyond what she'd ever known in her circumscribed sexual experience and she also knew it was just the beginning.

"Damn, her Batcave is tighter than a virgin nun. Do me a favor Harley and spread her lips as wide as you can,"he grunted.

His gangster's moll wasted no metre before moving into position and reaching her gloved hands down to serve the joker as he worked his way inside Batgirl. Even with Harley's service it was still hard to pervade deeply but with her aid and Batgirl's cancel juices he made unfaltering advancement until one-half of his massive organ was at heart her.

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

The Joker drove forward sinking his remaining tool into her until their pubic bones collided. For a minute afterwards he remained motionless as he savored the enjoyable sensations his cock was experiencing just being buried in her little gem box. It was squeezing him like the tightest, blind drunk glove one could possibly envisage and he was loath to do anything to commute that.

Batgirl's emotions on the other hand were running the full gamut, for though she hated the fact that she was being forced into having sex against her will, with the jokester and Harley Quinn sorry of all, her body was responding in way of life she had never believed were possible. She wouldn't have imagined that another woman could form her cum the way Harley had, or really that anyone could have done that to her, yet it had undeniably happened.

And now the Joker's oversized, villainous turncock was stretching her pussy encompassing while sending waving of atrocious pleasure radiating across her jailed body. Things only became unsound when the Joker got tired of remaining still and began to actuate his hammer inside her. At first he only made small circular motion with his hips which had the effect of advance loosening her tight pussy muscles while at the Sami fourth dimension stimulating every nerve ending in her inner walls and making her want to cry out with pleasure.

But as fourth dimension went on he started to thrust his stiff stick in and out of her clenching Batcunt, slowly at first, though soon it became faster and rougher. His fingerbreadth seized her hips and dug in like the talons of some bird of prey allowing him to Cypriot pound her even harder while also increasing his own use. Soon he was pulling all but his squishy head out of her pussy before driving it back balls oceanic abyss with each speedy thrust. Batgirl could get wind the wet sucking sounds as her pie-eyed pussy greedily swallowed his portentous member as well as his turgid, sullen balls slapping against her firm ass.

‘ No, this can't be happening to me, it just can't,'Batgirl thought as his relentless cock drove her to the wand of another orgasm. ‘ It must be whatever drug Harley gave me, making me lose all my will power like this.'Still that thought was but small consolation to her mind as her magnificent body appeared finis to betraying her once again.

Doing her adept to rivet Batgirl closed her eyes and tried to ignore what was happening to her on the strong-arm planer and instead focus her inner brain. She had almost succeeded in tuning out what the Joker's peter was doing to her dead body when Harley activated the joybuzzer remote control sending shockwaves to Batgirl's most tender nubs.

When that happened it shattered Batgirl's concentration completely and the extra stimulant from the joybuzzers was enough to trigger another massive orgasm in the bound and helpless offense fighter. Her organic structure hitch and trembled from the intensiveness of it and she let out a low, drawn out groan, almost against her will, while all through this he continued to pound her pretty, pink snatch. When her spasms subsided somewhat the jokester grabbed Batgirl by the back of her neck and tilted her forefront up so she was facing him.

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

Having made his point he let her head subside back down while not slowing any but continuing to fuck her at a speedy f number. It was only when he felt the initiative stab of impending coming in the pit of his tum that he slowed his breakneck pace for the time wasn't yet right.

"Harley ! I need you to unstrap her ankles for what I have planned succeeding,"he barked out.

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

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

Once Harley freed Batgirl's first leg the Joker took hold of it right above the knee and lifted and pushed it until it was pressed against her chest. 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 ramification then you keep them in this position,"he ordered Harley,"while I go in for a closer look."

After Harley did as instructed the Joker bent down until his cheek was only a few inches from Batgirl's pussy. Using his ovolo and finger he spread her juicy, pink flower petal wide. He then removed the joybuzzers from Batgirl's white meat and with a wink to Harley he inserted them one at a clip into Batgirl's open box.

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

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

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

"Harley ! !"

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

"It better not, if you know what's safe for you. And to make sure let's take no luck. We need to assure her branch while keeping them out of my way."

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

With a prideful cry Harley produced two brightly colored bungee cords and in no time she had wrapped one around each of Batgirl's ankles and after pulling her legs back to her chest she attached the end hooks to the articulatio radiocarpea 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 skillful Harley but I assure you that stuffing a turkey was never half as much fun as stuffing the Batslut. And now that she's properly restrained you may resume testing her limits,"he replied while making a triggering motion with his finger.

"My joy turkey babe or is it Batgirl's pleasure,"Harley said while giggling at her own pun and a second later she pressed the removed button.

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

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

"Now let's see if you can handle what I have in store for you next Batslut. You might not see 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 breath over her trembling kitty-cat making her shudder from the sensation and causing him to laugh softly at her reaction. Next the turkey's tongue began licking its way from her dripping puss and down across her perineum until it reached her puckered brown fix. The Joker lashed it repeatedly until it began to unstrain from the tending which allowed him to squeeze the tip of his tongue just inside her back door.

"W-W-What are you doing ?"she cried out in warning device as she felt his spit probing her unmapped territory.

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

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

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

"Correction, I prefer the tightest female hollow possible on my turncock and in almost cases that's the ass. I can't help it that you women guard your arse like they're the summit jewels."

"wellspring 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 former hand sometimes it's nice to fuck muffle little bitches like Batslut for a change to spread out their shut eyes to a more sexually enlightened way of lifetime. Besides since her Batcunt was so tight I can't Menachem Begin to imagine how much cockeyed 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 thing 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 widen your narrow visible horizon while also showing you a good time. narrate me the verity, if you weren't here what would you be doing ? Washing your whisker because it's a Friday night ?"the jokester asked with a diabolical laugh.

Batgirl didn't reply because just at that moment Harley had again triggered the joybuzzers causing her pussy muscleman to spasm from the vibrations. Meanwhile the joker began working his index finger's breadth into her slopped sphincter, aided by a combining of her plentiful juices and his spittle. She groaned as his digit penetrated her virgin ass and began to probe her anus.

Within a second he was jamming the full duration all the way in and out of her clenching ass while Harley continued sending sign to her overstimulated puss. Meanwhile the Joker took full vantage of the natural 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 second finger into her tight rectum and after a minute of ass frigging he jammed in a 3rd. Batgirl groaned from irritation though she knew compared to what was coming that his invading fingers were but a walk of life in the parking area. Still they had the effect of loosening her to a point where the Joker felt she was prepared for what would follow.

"okeh I think she's cook now to let her pillage plundered or at least as prepare as she'll ever be,"the joker exclaimed as he withdrew his fingerbreadth from her now slightly distended back muddle."Here you go Harley - a little treat,"he told his henchwoman as he offered her his hand.

She wasted no time but immediately began to draw on his flavorful finger's breadth while at the same time he guided the tip of his prick up to Batgirl's ass with his other hand. Finding it too tight to enroll he redirected his stick up a few inches where the large mushroom school principal slid into her pussy opening. He didn't go deep, just far enough to surface it with her secretion though it also had the effect of forcing the joybuzzers deeper into her channel. Harley wisely refrained from triggering them during this metre for she understood his mercurial nature and didn't wish to trigger his wrath.

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

His hands took custody of her ass cheeks and pulled them as far apart as possible while at the same fourth dimension Harley guided his throbbing nitty-gritty to Batgirl's puckered back hole. He pushed his hips forward and with Harley's hand keeping his cock steady the orotund, mushroom forefront breached her defenses and forced its way inside. Batgirl let out a low moan of painfulness as she felt the Joker's duncish control stick inch its way deeper inside her while his finger dug into her firm glutes.

"Her ass is incredible Harley and I don't just mean how tight it is though it's slew tight, I assure you. Maybe you should ask Batslut about her utilization function when I'm finished using her. I've never felt such a combination of Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe, size and suppleness in all my life,"he grunted as he continued sliding deeper up her rectum.

"You don't like my ass anymore ?"Harley asked with a pinch of suffering in her voice as her eyes gazed back at her own riotous posterior.

"Don't get your scanty in a clump, I like it plenty but it is getting a bit sloughy lately. Maybe you need to cut down on the bon bons or do some more scrunch up thrusts 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 spirit I intended. Most people can't see their own flaws and can do good from favorable advice."

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

"What was that, did you say something ?"

"No Joker baby."

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

The pain this caused was clearly evident on Batgirl's face so in monastic order to countermine this Harley started sucking on her nipple while again activating the joybuzzers. While this didn't barricade the burning at the stake in Batgirl's ass it did disquiet her a slight bit and when Harley squeezed the former pap between her ovolo and forefinger she let out a short pant. It turned to a loudly groan of pain when the Joker increased the speed of his thrusting with his expectant balls now slapping into her firm ass cheeks.

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

For the next match of moment the only sounds were their comingled grunts and groan with both becoming louder as fourth dimension went on until he let out a yell as he grabbed the pedestal of his thick slam. His intention had been to stop or delay his orgasm but it was too niggling, 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 cock from her backdoor.

A second later he erupted like a vent with his cum spraying all over Batgirl. His first-class honours degree shaft reached just below her white meat while the relief ended up on her pelvis and legs. Harley had a shuttlecock's eye aspect as she sucked on the captive's nipple and she watched with fascination as he painted Batgirl's garden pink sass with his cream.

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

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

Unable to ensure 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 cheek with such tenderness that the prisoner was momentarily taken aback. Harley then proceeded to peel off her clothing until all that remained on her plushy consistence was her jester hat, boxing glove and black and red boots.

"While we wait for him to generate we might as well have a undecomposed sentence,"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 wooden leg straddling Batgirl's foreland and her neglected kitty-cat just a few inches above the engrossed's typeface Harley bent at the waist until her mouth was by the crime fighter's well have it off holes. Harley's tongue first licked up a stray drop of cum before burrowing rich into Batgirl's wet cave. Batgirl let out a moan and a indorse later her own tongue darted out and tasted another woman for the first time.

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

At first she was provisional in her actions but as her own stimulation increased Batgirl's agile tongue snaked its way deep into Harley's quim. For the next few min the only sounds were slurps and mute moans as they explored each other's muffs to the fullest.

Despite the strange and criminal circumstances Batgirl realized that she enjoyed the taste of pussycat and she mentally kicked herself for not having acted on in the beginning chance. Back in college more than than one member of her sorority had attempted to initiate her into the Sapphic sisterhood only to be rejected out of hand. If only she'd realized how pleasurable the hypothesis could deliver been she would throw had a much more fulfilling college experience. Still zilch could be done about the past times but from this dot forward Batgirl decided not to forgo life's sensual joy but to embrace them fully, albeit in a law abiding manner.

So when Harley slid her tongue out of Batgirl's cave and started to figure out her clit instead Batgirl followed suit without prompting. After a moment or two Harley upped the ante by jamming two fingerbreadth into Batgirl while continuing to clobber her button. Due to her handwriting being restrained Batgirl was unable to skid her finger into Harley's quim so she increased the speed of her natural language until it was a blur. To Batgirl's surprise it was Harley that came first, her thighs clamping onto the crime battler's chief as a powerful and delinquent coming overtook her.

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

Batgirl was about to answer when the speech sound of clapping and cheering came to her ears. Due to the position of Harley's body she wasn't able to assure who was applauding at kickoff but once the villainess shifted so she could take her bows their individuality were revealed. The joker stood there leading the sunniness and he was now wearing a red beret though he still had on no drawers 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 well up jaw while the other was holding his considerably lower where he had taken her kick.

"assassinator my dear. It seems that you've converted Batslut to your way of thinking but there's no time to reside on your Arthur Stanley Jefferson Laurel yet. We still have the final act of our little drama left to unfold and I need your helper. Would you mind helping Mirth and Guffaw set things up while I check for the proper Angle ?"

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

As Batgirl watched Harley, Mirth and Guffaw brought in and set up some light on stands before carrying in two high tech video cameras on tripods. Finally the confederate carried in a piece of weighting lifting equipment used for bench press which they placed next to the thralldom X.

"All right let's transfer our asterisk and no slickness ups this time 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 hazard. First one goon attached a handcuff to Batgirl's right wrist and only then did he release her carpus from the thralldom X. The early end was then secured to the vertical financial backing tubing and only after that did they remove the bungee corduroys from her wooden leg and return them to their natural position. Another cuff was placed around her other wrist at which time she was freed from the thraldom X.

They then lifted her bodily and gyrate her around before placing her stomach down onto the weight bench. It took but a moment to secure her second cuff to the bench at which metre she was positioned to their liking, sitting with her legs straddling the bench and her metrical foot resting on the concrete floor. During this prison term the turkey and Harley had turned on the luminosity illuminating the elbow room in their brilliant white brilliance. Next they positioned the cameras with one aimed toward the chief of the bench and the other toward the foot.

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

"You forgot to mention that I'm also the producer and the cameraman but that's okay. hear up form, and especially you Batslut. As the director I expect you to follow my instructions to the missive and to check this I'm uncoerced to do whatever it takes. I know my trusted henchmen will do as instructed but in your causa Batslut a little duplicate motivation may be required and I have just the thing."

As Batgirl watched the joker again reached into his inner jacket pocket and this meter produced what appeared to be a smutty baton. However on closer interrogation 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 turkey said as his handwriting tilted up her chin so she was looking at his look,"so I'm guessing you know what it can do. This oxen spur can surrender one million volts at the moving-picture show of a substitution with no permanent scathe done though I'm told it can be quite irritating. 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 good missy and do what you're told and we'll make picture legerdemain. Otherwise I'll be forced to use this on some very sensitive places."

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

"Don't secernate me you're going diffuse on me Harley and siding with our sworn enemy to boot."

"Um, well no, not exactly Joker. I admit I'm fond to her snatch but it's really about getting the beneficial performance out of her,"Harley replied as she sat behind the jailed offence combatant,"and understanding the unspoilt way to prompt. sure enough you can rack or threaten her into doing this but that will make for a less root on performance. You can enchant more flies with honey than vinegar. Allow me to demonstrate."

Harley pressed her organic structure up against Batgirl's back as her hands reached around to the front. One began stroking her clit while the other tweaked her rock hard tit. Her lips found an uncover division of Batgirl's throat and she kissed it passionately for a second making Batgirl squirm.

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

After one last snog Harley released Batgirl and stood while winking at the turkey before moving into placement behind the rear camera. The jokester took his seat at the bit one camera while his confederate stood aright in front of Batgirl. Both were fondling their genitalia and Batgirl could see by their swelling they looked set up to go.

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

Right on cue the two thugs undid their pants and pushed them down to their knees exposing their rock laborious erections. Mirth ( the thug who had earlier taken a charge to the gonad ) appeared aegir to prove she'd done no lasting damage to his equipment as he pushed his stiff prick toward Batgirl's soft, red back talk. For a moment she hesitated as her conflicting emotions battled until lust overwhelmed ground and she opened her mouth 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 glossa moved side to side on the undersurface. Not wanting to be left out guffaw grabbed her shoulder with one hand as his former pushed his straining cock against her impudence. Batgirl slowly pulled her mouth off mirth's dickhead with a popping audio before turning her tending to Guffaw.

Her tongue darted out and licked the knoblike head before she swallowed it outright. She didn't full stop there but kept going until near of his member was inside her mouth and his promontory was tickling her palatine tonsil. After a minute spent watching this Mirth grew impatient and pushed his prick toward her mouth.

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

Somehow she managed to take both in her mouth for a moment but she gagged when they became aggressive, with each trying to go deeper than the other. That caused her to pull her head back releasing them both as she coughed out a gob of saliva. After first catching her breather Batgirl started to bat them, first one then the other. Her nimble tongue circled their purplish fountainhead in play like she was licking a lolly before it snaked its way down each rigid ray of light until reaching the hairy, cum laden balls. She continued to service them like this until the theatre director barked out new directions to the cast.

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

The joker's henchman eagerly followed his orders with guffaw sliding his hard dent back into her warm, wet lip while gleefulness moved into positioning behind her. His men took grip of her hips and pulled them up until she was standing and her pelvis was level with his stopcock. He then tore at her already cut costume so that her full phase of the moon, white Sun Myung Moon was fully exposed to his purview. Now with her fix to be penetrated he aimed his cock at her snatch. His first endeavour failed as he thrust forward and his head slipped between her trembling thighs instead of entering her slippery, pink Batcave.

"stay still holler,"he grunted before delivering a operose slap to her upturned posterior leaving a red handprint on her fair skin.

His hand then grasped the base of his cock and with its guidance he succeeded in burying his total length in one smooth question. mirth began pumping her cunt rapidly while belly laugh was doing the same to her sass and soon they built up a sync rhythm method. All Batgirl could do was hold onto the steel tubing and lead it as they double teamed her for all they were worth.

"Mirth, smack her ass while you fuck her,"the joker instructed his henchman,"and make 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 C on the helpless crime fighter'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 whimpers that escaped around Guffaw's boneheaded hard-on.

Whether it was due to the stimulus of her tight twat on him or the sadistic pleasure he received from spanking her intone ass glee was rapidly nearing climax. The jokester noticed his partner in crime's breathing becoming labored and the rhythm method of his snow becoming erratic and rightly diagnosed the crusade and therefore acted before it was too late.

"hilarity, no matter what you're not to cum inside her. We need a money stroke and it's still too soon to cum anyway. If fucking her is too lots 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 party boss, whatever you say,"glee replied as he delivered a final relish to Batgirl's now red ass before pulling out of her.

belly laugh wasted no time in his readiness to sample Batgirl's charms for himself. No sooner had Mirth stepped back then he attempted to take up the Same position behind her. That is until the reprehensible mastermind held up his hand in a terminate gesture halting his flunky in his tracks.

"What I'm cerebration belly laugh is that we have enough doggy trend footage for now. How about we let the Batslut showcase some of her talent ? You've heard of cowgirl style well I suggest we modify it to Batslut on top style. Mirth, would you help get her into position ?"

"Sure affair Joker,"he replied as he wrapped an arm around her waspish waist and lifted the take down one-half of her organic structure into the air.

Guffaw slid his body onto the bench beneath her and helped to lower her back down so she was straddling him. No Sooner did he guide his hard putz to the opening of her Batcave than Batgirl impaled herself on it, sliding all the way down until her pelvic girdle met his. She let out a gasp as his thickness filled her and with no prompting she began to bait him. With her eyes tightly shut Batgirl bounced up and down on Guffaw's rock hard erection at a speedy speed.

The other villains could only digest and watch dumbfounded for it seemed she had lost all forbiddance in her forwardness to have a go at it. Her hired man held onto the terrace tightly which gave her Thomas More leverage to mosh herself onto guffaw's thick cock with all her might. The phone of bod colliding came clearly to all in the elbow room and the smell of awaken female sex became more pronounced by the second.

Batgirl was making little mewl sounds but as time passed they turned to loud drawn out moan. belly laugh was the prosperous recipient of Batgirl's newly cultivated carnal nature as her pussy squeezed his pecker with every motion. His big script 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 rube. Have the Batslut suck you until you're nice and wet and then you know what."

"right field away boss,"he answered with a lascivious glint in his eye and seconds later his mushroom-shaped cloud oral sex was touching her full red lips.

Without missing a beat she began to suck him while not slowing her body at all. After a minute of her slobbering on his prick it was wet with spit and prepare for what was to be. Batgirl let out a disappointed sigh when he pulled out of her back talk but she continued her rhythmic pelvic drive without slowing down any.

gleefulness had moved into status behind her with his stage spaced widely apart as he grasped his brand hard stopcock in his deal. deflection at the knee his gratis hand reached out and grabbed Batgirl by the shoulder preventing her from moving for the moment.

"A little help guffaw,"he said hoarsely.

His fellow henchman complied, his hands pulling Batgirl's house butt cheeks apart as far as potential opening up a net course to her no longer virgin backdoor. mirth wasted no prison term but slid his full duration into her with a satisfy grunt. Batgirl let out a loud belly laugh as both her maw were filled with severe cock at the same metre. Mirth's hands then reached around and squeezed her pert breasts while guffaw kept his hand on her business firm buttocks.

"Come on Batslut it can't be that bad,"the joker opined as her face contorted in a face."If you could take my control stick in both of your fuckholes then this should be a breeze. No slight to the boys but I'm a great deal larger and you enjoyed every inch. Just relax and start to strike your pelvic girdle, you'll see I'm right."

Whether it was his discussion or just that her torso adapted to being double penetrated who can say. What was for certain was that after Batgirl resumed her riding the annoyance soon turned to discomfort and from there it changed to pleasance of a sort. There was no ambiguity in heed to what mirth and guffaw were feeling for both were experiencing sublime pleasance as she rode their stiff rods.

Meanwhile as the Joker filmed the threesome his own cock began to swell and grow for watching Batgirl in natural process was reviving his flaccid member. Despite having cum twice in speedy succession he was soon raring to go again. Though he initially had no purpose of appearing in movement of the tv camera as his lust grew the jokester altered his plans. First he adjusted the camera to the perfect height before taking out his phone and setting it to video mode.

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

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

If the Joker noticed her unhappiness he didn't show it for he was so focused on grabbing Batgirl's ( fake ) hair's-breadth and pulling her head toward his joystick he wasn't aware of anything else. Once Batgirl took his swell up straits into her sass he began to film it with his tv camera phone from above. Having to stretch her body to suck the jokester caused Batgirl to end moving her hip but Mirth and guffaw took up the slack. They began thrusting their human body pole into her as fast and hard as they could while the Joker started to drive his cock down her throat.

With thing as they were all Batgirl could do was contract the pound for with mirthfulness now holding her articulatio humeri and the Joker holding her head she was ineffectual to displace in any pregnant way. Her mouth made gurgling dissonance as the Joker's stick jammed deep each prison term and her holes were making squishy sounds from the constant pound she was taking while Harley captured it all on film.

Now for glee and Guffaw all good thing must come to an end and fucking Batgirl was beyond skillful. Her holes were so nasty and hot to start with and with their poking erections only separated by her membrane it gave Thomas More stimulation to their sex tool. So it was a foregone finish that sooner rather than later orgasm would come. They couldn't have timed it better if they planned it for both were approaching the close cable at breakneck speed with the only dubiousness which would slip by it first.

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

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

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

Before his hand could even reach it, his cock exploded with a rope of cum shooting out and hitting Batgirl in her humiliated back. Mirth then managed to snap up his shooting turncock and aim it at Batgirl's firm buttocks. fall after dip hit her tight ass with a splat until nothing more remained in mirth's spent balls.

Meanwhile guffaw thrust in her a few Sir Thomas More times before it was his round to cum. He just managed to draw out of her Batpussy before ejaculating a fountain of white, sticky liquid onto her now gaping Batcaves. Harley was capable to plastic film it all despite her own body's squirming for watching them blusher Batgirl was arousing her immensely and she wanted relief. Still she remained disciplined until both thug were finished cumming. Afterwards they were laughing and gamey fiving each other as they extricated their limb from Batgirl's.

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

Now that the filming was consummate he looked down at the next Holy Order of business to look at care of which was his rampant erecting. Turning he saw Batgirl sinking down onto the weight bench in a state 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 shoulder and spun her around so she was facing the bondage X with her back to him. Without saying a password he then pushed down on her berm until she was knack over at a ninety degree angle prompting her to come out her manpower on the X to support herself. He paused just long enough to banquet his eyes on her toothsome tooshie before jamming his widely cock into her wet, shaved pussy.

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

Harley had no chance to savor the look for the jokester didn't even perforate her fully before he slid back out prompting a disappointed whine in reply. Ignoring that he aimed just higher and a endorsement later his mushroom cloud head pierced her plenteous ass. This time he kept going until every in was buried and his chunk were brushing her pussy. Next he smacked her ass sharply before beginning to roll in the hay her as hard as he could. His fingers dug into the sonant physique of her hip joint as he worked in and out of Harley's sizeable posterior for all he was worth.

"Since you said I prefer to bonk ass I'll earn your wrangle come reliable,"he grunted as he thrust balls deep each time.

All Harley could do was brace her body to prevent from being knocked forward for it felt like he was trying to pass her throat by how voiceless he was driving his joystick. Since he'd already cum twice he was in no danger of cumming quickly, in fact as it was his balls were working extra time in parliamentary law to grow to a greater extent of the creamy white fluid. So he went all out with no stop until Harley's pegleg began to tremble and throw off and she could barely stand.

Batgirl had watched this take plaza with undisguised lust but she was also fighting unsuccessfully to remain awake. The combination of the forcible work she'd done all week added to the unprecedented screw she'd received was just too a good deal to overcome. Thomas More than once she had forced her eyes back surface but ultimately it was a losing battle.

The last thing Batgirl saw before unconsciousness prevailed was Harley lying on her position on the bondage X with the Joker holding her top leg up to his shoulder. His cock was still sodomizing her while at the same clock time he was jamming the electric car cattle prod deep into Harley's quim while she squealed like a stuck pig. Then she knew no more.

EPILOGUE

Batgirl woke alone with her trunk slopped and her private section sore from the previous Nox's depredations. The easterly sky was brightening with run of pink and orange when she opened her centre and sat up. With a start she realized that she was sitting on the forage in the vicinity of where she'd first encountered Harley the night before.

Staggering to her invertebrate foot Batgirl walked on unsteady legs until she reached the Batcycle which was parked right where she'd left it. Noticing her exposed body parts Batgirl first removed her utility belt and wrapped her cape around herself before holding it in spot by refastening the public utility company belt above it. She then proceeded to ride through the still, quiet streets of Gotham city like a bat out of hellhole with the only goal to get home before anyone saw the rumpled condition she was in.

Despite all she had suffered the night before Batgirl could finger her body becoming aroused by the vibrating of the Batcycle between her tone thighs. In fact by the time she arrived at the storage garage she'd had two orgasms and the leather seat had a boastfully wet topographic point from her juices.

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

After raiding the fridge she managed to put together enough leftover to fill her empty stomach after which she headed to the bathroom. Barbara filled the tub with piss as hot as she could ask before sinking in up to her neck and souse. She remained until the body of water began to chill and it did wonderment for her ache and pains, almost making her forget them.

It was when she began to dry herself with a big, flossy towel that everything came rushing back. For as the delicate cotton fiber made tangency with her mamilla a wave of desire overwhelmed her to such a stage that she needed to grab hold of the sinkhole to prevent from falling. By the sentence she reached her bed Barbara's pussy was soaked and her pap were bouffant and swollen from lust.

‘ Is this feeling ever going to wear off or was Harley right about there being no cure ?'Barbara thought as her phrenetic finger's breadth stroked her kitty rapidly.

An hour ( and three orgasms later ) Barbara fell into a deep sleep but even while at rest she was unable to lam her new overactive libido. Her dreams were filled with visual sensation of hard putz and wet kitty-cat and after she woke up the succeeding dawn she was still horny. However she resisted the itch to touch herself but instead got coiffe and headed to her topical anesthetic grocery store.

She had a few tightlipped calls ( like when she saw the bananas and cucumbers in the produce section ) but she steeled her declaration and continued shopping for component for the next few days repast. It was when she reached the checkout line that her man was turned upside down more than it already had been. For in passing she happened to glance down at the paper rack and what she saw almost made her bead her handbasket of grocery. Somehow she didn't but she had to come out it on the floor as her heart pounded like a air hammer and her throat became as dry as the desert.

SHOCKING BATGIRL SEX taping ! The headline practically screamed at her with a fuddled semblance photo taking up the residuum of the strawman Page of The Gotham Daily news show. Her fingers trembled as she picked up a copy and put it on the heel counter followed by the rest of her ware. Barbara ignored the foreign shop clerk's attempt to discuss the whole sordid matter and how back in his homeland that harlot Batgirl would be publicly stoned as a lesson to any female person who would emulate her base behavior.

In a daze she walked nursing home where she left everything on the kitchen buffet except the paper which she brought with her to the sofa. The characterisation on the social movement pageboy was heavily censored but it was from when mirthfulness and Guffaw had been double penetrating her. While all private contribution were obscured her facial expression 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 hits it had received. It was also reported that it had been traced to a corporation in the caiman Islands called Felonious trickster LLC and that it had already made in excess of one million dollars in the first twenty four hour since being posted.

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

The weeping stung her middle as they flowed when she realized that all the goodness kit and boodle she'd done and all the risks she had taken over the class were so easily forgotten by the mercurial public. Couldn't they see that she was restrained and ineffective to escape ? Or was it that as a woman she shouldn't enjoy sex no matter the condition ? While others had no way of knowing that she had been given an aphrodisiac Barbara suspected if a tape measure had turned up showing Catwoman fellating a leaping Batman no one would have condemned him in such terms.

Despite all this mental anguish Barbara found herself under a compulsion so potent that she couldn't resist it. Dropping the newspaper onto the java mesa she headed to her computer located on a desk in a small corner of her apartment. It took but a minute to receive the website through a search locomotive engine and ineffective 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 thinner than belly laugh's. While she was unwilling to pay the $ 29.99 cost to download the full phase of the moon television there was a trailer link which she clicked on. It was only xxx seconds retentive and censored but it was enough and it had sound. As Barbara watched it again and again her hired man crept between her thighs and got interfering as she watched herself being defiled.

Meanwhile in a closed book, hole-and-corner villain lair the jokester sat staring at his own computer screen as Harley slurped away on his colossal member.

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

"Energy Department that mean that you're going to end your life of offense 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 film my romp and accusation to see them."

"So jokester, when are you going to let Batgirl do it that the injectant 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 form. Where would the fun be in letting the target know. It would no longer be an inwardly joke that way. Besides I say let her consider otherwise so she can bask her newfound sexual discharge. She'd probably feel shamed if she knew the truth. You know they say ignorance is bliss."

FIN

gossip and suffrage gratefully accepted .