The Joker's On Batgirl

INTRODUCTION : Attention - this study of fiction contains fit of comic Quran violence, super villainous violation and bad paronomasia. It is not a"good space"and no uncertainty abounds with micro and mega aggressions. If reading this will make you to visit the fainting couch or get the vapors then by all mean value don't read. Stick to something Thomas More to your gustation, I wouldn't want to lose sopor worrying you might need therapy or counseling due to my heave brain. To those that wish to read, enjoy my issue on superhero fanfiction.

RIP Yvonne Craig

Barbara Gordon was about to swallow the indorse St. Joseph tab when she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. Putting the shabu of milk down on the kitchen counter the young cleaning woman peered out the window to assert what she'd seen. Without a doubtfulness it was there - the bat signaling shining brightly against the cloudy, nighttime sky. She knew that meant there was trouble in Gotham city and helper was needed but she also knew something the police didn't - that Batman was out of town.

It had been a few days earlier when both she and the caped reformer had attended an result to encourage the young of Gotham City to go more physically active and he'd confided in her that he needed to journey to a justice league confluence over the weekend. Batman had even joked that with law-breaking being so low recently it felt like he was no longer needed in Gotham City. And now this.

Well luckily he wasn't the only masked law-breaking champion around she thought as she headed to her bedroom. 15 minutes later after changing into her skintight costume and applying her war paint she slipped out the windowpane of her ground floor flat into the book binding alleyway behind the building. After rolling the Batcycle from her nearby take garage she rode a short aloofness to where she found a rare working payphone. A instant 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 notification that the bat signal has been sent and I wished to offer my table service to Gotham City."

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

Sighing to herself, Barbara thought that though she dearly loved her father he had some very old fashioned, sexist attitudes toward sexuality roles. It was for this understanding that he approved of her job as head librarian at Gotham city's primary branch and why he had reserve about women crime battler, including female police military officer. In fact it was only after a lawsuit that department policy had been changed allowing distaff officers to operate the streets instead of being cooped up at bottom place household doing filing and early clerical work.

"Unfortunately Commissioner I have info that Batman is currently away from Gotham city on business and won't be back until Lord's Day. Do you imagine the position can wait until then ?"

Though normally gung ho about any opportunity to prove she was the equalise of men, ( and perhaps in some small way to win her father's favorable reception even if he didn't realize who she was ) on that particular Friday night Barbara just wanted to sack out ahead of time and rest. The library had been in the thick of re-organizing the quotation incision and the attractive new fair sex had spent the past times few Day moving heavy tomes from one bookcase to another. Her back, arms and articulatio humeri ached from the thousands of pounds she had toted and her lower one-half was fatigued from the hundred of trip-up she had made up and down the ladders to the higher shelves.

"Not in Gotham metropolis you say. That is catastrophic indeed ! Perhaps this is against my better discernment but I don't finger this can hold back the two solar day so I'll tell you what we've learned. It seems that a concerned citizen observed the Joker and two of his confederate in the vicinity of Wayne Botanical Gardens."

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

"That's what we all believed until this report came in. I made the call to the asylum myself and was informed that the turkey had been there until lights out but sometime after that he disappeared. They have been conducting a thorough search of the grounds trying to chance and re-capture him and hadn't released the information in order to forefend causing an unneeded panic but it seems he's already reached Gotham City."

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

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

Fat chance of that she thought to herself as she hung up the phone. If Gotham's finest were up to the task of capturing the turkey then there would be no need to mobilise a disguise vigilante. Barbara knew they could treat mundane offence like burglary and purse snatchings but supervillains were beyond their capacity. What she had to do was forget her own nagging aching and pains and become a tireless crime fighting machine until the menace to Gotham urban center was neutralized.

Her motorcycle roared to life-time when her high gear heel boot hit the kick fledgling and a second later she was cruising along the imply streets of Gotham searching for her prey. A thorough lookup of Wayne Botanical Gardens turned up goose egg so she continued to the Reservoir but after circling it she was still no finisher to finding the turkey than she had been before.

Barbara decided to then chequer the adjoining Robinson ballpark before calling it a dark and resuming her hunt early the next day. She had covered the majority of the park when her sharp ears caught what sounded like a tone down cry. Whether it had to do with the Joker or not she didn't know but if someone was in trouble her tariff was clear to do what she could to help.

Coming to a halt she killed the engine to better hear when the sound was repeated originating from somewhere past a thicket of Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree on her left side. Leaving the Batcycle by the side of the track she sprinted in the direction of the cry until she burst out of the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree and into the clearing beyond where a take aback vista greeted her. Two muscular thug were dragging a young, shapely, blonde toward a nearby ballpark workbench and from the torn and frowzled state of her clothing it seemed clear what their evil intention were.

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

"mirth, it's Batgirl, let's take a pulverisation,"one of the hoodlum called out to his henchman in a frightened 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 collaborator replied before roughly shoving the captive char onto the Bench and charging.

"Bad movement,"Batgirl exclaimed though she had no time to say more for the initiative hoodlum was upon her.

She just managed to sidestep him as he hurtled past when the endorse crook arrived throwing a wild hay conditioner which she ducked. Before he could recover Batgirl delivered a crushing squawk to his groin which dropped him in his tracks, his typeface turning as white-hot as a sheet. Just then the first assailant returned from stern and wrapped his brawny, tattooed sleeve around her slender course so tightly that the breath was forced from her lungs.

Batgirl had no luck prying his hands apart so she instead used her encephalon - and foot. She drove her richly heel as hard as she could into his instep and was rewarded by a oink of hurting as well as his grasp laxation about her svelte middle. Taking reward she then twisted her shank while at the Saame time swinging her cubital joint back and up catching him squarely in the jaw with all her power.

It took a second such bump for him to secrete her, at which sentence he staggered back trying to clear his chief. Knowing that she was tiring fast Batgirl wasted no time but instead pressed forward while he was back on his heels. She feinted a kick toward his inguen and once he lowered his hands in an attempt to impede her attack Batgirl pivoted and delivered a lay waste to roundhouse squawk to his unprotected head.

That sent the criminal sprawling to the greensward with a thud, allowing her to catch her breath for the present moment. Batgirl next turned her attention to the victim to see if she was okay. The charwoman seemed unhurt and was sitting on the bench watching everything unfold with an enigmatic expression on her pretty face.

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

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

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

"fountainhead thank you for your help. It was very endure of you coming to my aid. What's the globe coming to when a lady can't contain a stroll in Gotham City on a finely summer Nox,"the blond said as she attempted to tug her torn, black miniskirt down enough to hatch her brightly, red panties.

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

"Of course, of course, I understand. Just apply me a bit to fix myself,"the woman answered as she checked her coming into court with a pack she had removed from her purse.

"We really don't have time for you to line up your makeup young lady,"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 Earth Batgirl,"the blonde replied redress before she blew a turgid measure of stunner powder right field into Batgirl's face.

Almost instantly Batgirl felt herself going numb as Harley Quinn pulled free of her and sent another swarm of white dust straight toward the caped law-breaking fighter.

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

Harley easily evaded the infirm exertion and watched as Batgirl crumpled to the grass in front of her. The last matter Batgirl remembered before everything went blacken was seeing two pairs of pegleg and shoes glide slope. One set was the heights heeled red stilettos and melanize stocking clad legs of Harley while the other was a large pair of black and white men's wingtip place and purple dress slackness.

The maiden matter Batgirl felt when she regained cognisance was a dull, throbbing pain in her question which was followed by a blinding light shining in her eye. After a consequence the light was removed but the pain persisted and she could now hear the muttering of part above her. Focusing her head Batgirl managed to overcome her disorientation decent to force her eyes open, though once she had parting of her like she hadn't.

From what she could see it appeared she was in a dank subway system chamber with a dampness, vaulted roof and rough, unpainted concrete walls. Standing above her to the right was the arch-villain joker with his arm wrapped around the splenetic waist of his malevolent sidekick Harley Quinn, now dressed in her familiar black and red fool costume. It was difficult to see much more because she was restrained flat on her vertebral column. Turning her head as very much as she could Batgirl saw that both her wrists and ankles were securely strapped to what looked like a large, wooden X suspended a few feet 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 want from me ?"

"Where we are is the least of your care Batbroad and to be precise 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 plans to reflect the new reality. What fateful amusement I had in store for Batbrain and his boy fuckup won't body of work with you due to differences in body size and weight so I came up with something, shall we say, that's less lethal but more pleasurable for all involved and that's no jest."

"What are you talking about you villain ?"

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

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

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

"Don't worry, this is just to anticipate the result of the knockout powder honey. No penury to panic, it will take aim away your cephalalgia,"she told the captive as the phonograph needle pierced Batgirl's smooth, flawless skin.

Once she had administered the buffet agent the villainess produced another phial of liquidness which soon was injected into the helpless offence paladin but Harley still wasn't finished. Pulling yet another ampul from her bag the condemnable shrink smiled evilly as she prepared to give Batgirl the final needle.

"The sec injection was just a mild muscular tissue relaxant to better prepare you for what's about to happen Batgirl but this last one you'll find quite interest, I believe. It's a exceptional chemical formula I've developed to sprain even the most repressed, gelid, sex hating adult female into a raving nympho and there's no antidote."

Batgirl shrank away from the needle but restrained as she was it only delayed the inevitable before the precipitous metallic element pierced her pinnace soma and the liquid coursed throughout her body.

"If you think that just because you give me some so called aphrodisiac that it will make me be a will 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 hint and by the way your tit appear to be spectacular. I can't hold to taste them,"he told her after which he reached down and roughly squeezed both breasts through her snug fitting costume.

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

"Ha ! So you claim. But like I was saying before you so rudely interrupted me, it's entirely irrelevant whether you're bequeath or not. To separate the truth,"he said with his voice becoming a husky rustle,"I kind of prefer it if you're not bequeath, 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."

deflexion down with an vicious smiling the Joked removed a razor shrill scalpel from his jacket sac and proceeded to slice a rotary incision in the material around Batgirl's right chest. Once the R-2 was double-dyed he did the same with the left breast and when finished the supervillain pulled the fabric away exposing her considerable charms.

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

"I have to say they're perky,"Harley reluctantly admitted,"and those pinkish nipples look as tasty as gurgle gum."

"fountainhead then let's not waste any more than time."

Without another Bible the criminal duo carried out on their terror with each placing their mouth on a titty and going to wreak. The jokester was rougher, biting Batgirl's pink tit and blanch breast material body repeatedly whereas Harley used her agile glossa to energize the sensitive nub but the results were the same, two erect and aroused mammilla. Even risky for Batgirl was that the stimulus wasn't confined to her breasts but everything they did ship waves of pleasure pulsing toward her awakening loins.

"Oh quit you villain ! block, I beg of you ! You know you're committing a grave crime and you'll have to serve for it. Ooh ! Aaaah !"

"What's the matter Batgirl, getting a short hot under the costume ?"the Joker asked with an insane jest before resuming his feast upon her scupper flesh.

Batgirl was unable to reply and instead bit her lip because Harley, while continuing to flick Batgirl's nipple with her thrust tongue, had slid her gloved bridge player down the helpless cleaning woman's body and was stroking between her remand pegleg with a retribution. The comely crime-fighter squirmed about trying to head for the hills this care but due to her bound condition she was abortive and could feel her lust increasing with each passing second.

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

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

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

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

Without saying another Son Harley knelt before her wise man and took his rapidly hardening rooster in her manus and brought it to her open sass. The Joker wasted no time but hurtle his hip joint forward driving his wide, growing peter to the back of her mouth. He then grabbed Batgirl by her head and twisted it so she was forced to stare at the squalid aspect happening next to her.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Her only answer was to clench her jaw while shooting sticker at him with her oculus. So from his inside crown pocket he produced a red, rubberize ball and a wooden clothespin. First he placed the ball between her breasts. Then warm as a take serpent the Joker grabbed and squeezed her face with surprising strength forcing her mouth open. Before she could react Harley took the clump and forced it into Batgirl's lip and then placed a piece of surgical tape over her mouth, effectively cutting off her air. The cakehole was complete when the turkey attached the clothes pin to her poke preventing her from getting any oxygen that way.

Once her breathing was restricted he continued to slap and rub his toilsome cock on her face with an occasional pinch of her hard nipple as his pin down eye studied her face. At first he detected no obvious sign of discomfort, no doubt due to her advanced education regime which enabled her to concur her breathing space longer than an average out person could, but as time went on this changed. Her oculus began to flutter about wildly and her fair complexion started to blush as her consistency demanded oxygen that was not forthcoming.

"Listen carefully Batgirl,"she heard him say as if from a far aloofness,"you have two selection. One, you can continue to refuse to service me and sink out due to lack of oxygen and possibly digest irreparable brain terms. 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 option is yours - nod yes or no to my generous offer."

It was getting difficult for her to concentrate but the one thought that penetrated her hazy mind was that she didn't want to become a vegetable for the repose of her aliveness and a gist to her founder. Besides she needed to have all her faculties if she was going to turn the table and somehow escape cock this predicament. With no other executable alternative Batgirl nodded her assent.

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

"You can count on that Batcunt. If you even wound one pubic hair of my Joker baby you'll wish you were stagnant because I'll make you suffer horribly before slowly killing you. But on the other hand if you do as you're told then we'll all have a wonderful meter together."

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

"out-of-doors wide Batslut ! I've been waiting to do this since the firstly clip you foiled one of my genius plans and now I shall induce my revenge. Bwaa ha ha !"

Grabbing his rotating shaft with one hand and her masked nous with the former he slid into her wet mouth as far as he could go. Batgirl felt her jaw stretched to its limit as the all-inclusive shaft reached her pharynx entry before stopping.

"Oh that's good, just like I imagined it would be. Now use your lingua 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 mouth Batgirl wriggled her tongue against him while noticing that he tasted of salt, musk and villainy in equal measures. For a instant or so he kept up a dull pace, not pushing her too often as her mouth adjusted to his super girth but there was only so long he could sustain his hyper personality in check. Wanting more he pulled out of her mouth all the way, his hard-on dripping a trail of coalesce pre-cum and Batsaliva as it did so.

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

His loyal henchwoman did as instructed, sliding the pants down and off before carefully folding them at the wrinkle. By the clock time Harley finished her project the Joker was already sodomizing Batgirl's mouth again though he had modified her location. Where before her fountainhead had been turned sideways it was now hanging upside down past the wooden thrall X, setting up a straightforward tunnel from sassing to throat and allowing him to jam the whole spare -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 small choice but to rest that way because of his thickness and as the Joker font fucked her he also grabbed her pharynx with his hand. That allowed him to feel his erecting as he slid it to its root, his dyed green pubic hair brushing her full phase of the moon bed lip each fourth dimension he did so. His former hand alternately caressed and pinched her nipple when she felt something lower down on her captive body.

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

"Ooh, look Jokey. Batgirl must be a bit loose ‘ grounds she's going ranger and tick this out. Her pubes don't match her head."

That was true for Batgirl's ruddy whisker was but a wig to help disguise her confidential identicalness while her neatly groomed pubic fuzz was her own natural brunette color.

"So your cuffs don't match your cowling, eh Batslut. I'm not surprised,"the turkey opined as he drove orb deep,"but that's cipher to be ashamed about. And now a question for you Harley, is her little Batcave, I mean her Batcunt, ready for my thick 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. Give me a few hour to open her up."

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

It's improbable that she would own answered even if capable to but with his big cock driving deep into her throat with every poke it was impossible. All she could do was lie there and take it as he jammed his joystick to its terminal point while her saliva seeped around his jibe onto her cheek and from there dripped to the floor below where it formed a lowly puddle.

Now despite her negatively charged opinion toward Batgirl, Harley was enchanted as she gazed upon the criminal offense fighter's exposed pussycat. Though the turkey was her briny squeeze she'd always had solid bisexual tendency 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 sec knuckle Harley leaned in and kissed Batgirl's clit. When she did she felt the prisoner shiver beneath her. This animate Harley to redouble her efforts and she sucked hard on the erect nubbin for a time while wiggling her pinkie inside Batgirl's tight tunnel. For the next few minutes Harley alternated between licking and sucking the captive clit while all the while frigging Batgirl with her pinkie.

When she felt the time was rightfulness Harley slid her mob finger into Batgirl as well and was rewarded by a flush of womanly fluid squirting yesteryear. Batgirl's restrained body also bucked as much as it was able to as a powerful climax washed over her, to her eternal shame. Her throat musculus likewise contracted due to her flood tide and this caught the Joker unprepared, squeezing his stiff joystick like a vise.

"Oh nookie, you piddling Batcocksucker ! I'm going to cum ! Harley ! A picayune assist delight,"he gasped when he felt his balls tighten with that old conversant feeling.

Fast as lightning Harley shifted her position so that she was no longer licking Batgirl though she did save her gloved fingers buried thick inside her pink hole. Her left over helping hand reached out and took hold of her paramour's orchis while she moved her body closer to his. Once the joker pulled out of Batgirl's utter Harley's deal slid up his beam of light and began to stroke it rapidly as it spewed cum.

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

Unable to ascertain herself Harley leaned down and began to lick up the stray cum that had landed on Batgirl's expression rather than letting it go to ware until the Joker pulled her away by her jester hat. Knowing instinctively what he wanted she brought her mouth to his turncock and licked it uninfected before smiling up at him. He patted her school principal before moving his dead body into position between Batgirl's edge legs while continuing to stroke his still rock hard erection.

"Harley, take your finger out of her pussy. It's fourth dimension to goggle that Batpussy wide open with my joystick ! But first I have one more trick up my sleeve,"he told Batgirl with a leer.

reaching into his cap scoop his hand emerged holding three minuscule metal platter. He placed one next to each of Batgirl's protruding nipples then placed the one-third right on top of her erect picayune button before removing a small remote ascendency from his sac. He pressed the button and Batgirl writhed as the change joybuzzers sent electric shock from her nipples and clit straight to the pleasure eye of her brain.

"Ah ! I thought you might savour 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 shot and pressed the tumesce head to her wet pussy entree. He pushed forward into her yielding anatomy until his bulbous top dog penetrated her feminine 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.

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

His moll wasted no fourth dimension before moving into position and reaching her gloved handwriting down to attend to the jokester as he worked his way inside Batgirl. Even with Harley's help it was still difficult to come home deeply but with her assist and Batgirl's innate juices he made steady progress until half of his massive organ was inside her.

"That's it Batgirl, open up that fast pussy for me,"he told her while continuing to tunnel deeper and deeper until there was but an inch remaining out of doors."And now for the final push Batslut."

The Joker drove forward sinking his remaining shaft into her until their pubic ivory collided. For a minute afterwards he remained motionless as he savored the pleasurable champion his turncock was experiencing just being buried in her little treasure box. It was squeezing him like the tightest, cockeyed glove one could possibly imagine and he was loath to do anything to alter that.

Batgirl's emotions on the former hand were running the full gamut, for though she hated the fact that she was being forced into having sex against her will, with the Joker and Harley Quinn worst of all, her body was responding in ways she had never believed were potential. She wouldn't have imagined that another char could ca-ca her cum the way Harley had, or really that anyone could have done that to her, yet it had undeniably happened.

And now the turkey's oversized, villainous cock was stretching her kitty-cat wide of the mark while sending waves of unspeakable delight radiating across her intent torso. Things only became worse when the jokester got tired of remaining still and began to propel his cock inside her. At first he only made small bill apparent movement with his rose hip which had the upshot of farther loosening her tight pussy musculus while at the same time stimulating every nerve ending in her inner walls and making her want to cry out with pleasure.

But as time went on he started to thrust his fixed stick in and out of her clenching Batcunt, slowly at first, though soon it became faster and rougher. His fingers seized her hips and dug in like the talons of some bird of fair game allowing him to pound her even harder while also increasing his own enjoyment. Soon he was pulling all but his squishy head out of her pussy before driving it back balls late with each rapid thrust. Batgirl could hear the wet sucking auditory sensation as her soused pussycat greedily swallowed his stupendous member as well as his large, impenetrable balls slapping against her business firm ass.

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

Doing her secure to focus Batgirl closed her eyes and tried to ignore what was happening to her on the physical carpenter's plane and instead focalize her inner head. She had almost succeeded in tuning out what the Joker's shaft was doing to her physical structure when Harley activated the joybuzzer remote control sending shockwaves to Batgirl's most sensitive nubs.

When that happened it shattered Batgirl's density completely and the additional stimulation from the joybuzzers was enough to trigger another monolithic orgasm in the bound and helpless crime scrapper. Her soundbox 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 pound her pretty, pink twat. When her spasms subsided somewhat the jokester grabbed Batgirl by the back 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 overlord 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 cock craving Batwhore !"

Having made his point he let her straits sink back down while not slowing any but continuing to bonk her at a rapid stop number. It was only when he felt the firstly pang of impending sexual climax in the pit of his stomach 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 future,"he barked out.

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

"Yes they are. Very dangerous yet so beautiful also. However accomplishing my succeeding goal would be much easier 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 turkey took hold of it right above the genu and lifted and pushed it until it was pressed against her dresser. He did the like with her other leg once it was unshackled after which he pulled his thick stick out of her box.

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

After Harley did as instructed the joker bent down until his expression was only a few inch from Batgirl's kitty-cat. Using his thumb and digit he spread her juicy, pink petals wide. He then removed the joybuzzers from Batgirl's chest and with a twinkling to Harley he inserted them one at a time into Batgirl's open box.

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

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

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

"Harley ! !"

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

"It better not, if you know what's good for you. And to stool 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 exultant 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 pegleg back to her pectus she attached the end hooks to the wrist restraints. 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 courteous 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 summarize testing her limits,"he replied while making a triggering motion with his finger.

"My joy Joker babe or is it Batgirl's pleasance,"Harley said while giggling at her own pun and a endorsement later she pressed the remote button.

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

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

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

He leaned in and blew his hot breath over her trembling kitty making her shudder from the ace and causing him to chuckle at her reaction. Next the Joker's knife began licking its way from her dripping pussy and down across her perineum until it reached her puckered brown hole. The Joker lashed it repeatedly until it began to slacken from the aid which allowed him to force the tip of his tongue just inside her back door.

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

"I'm prepping your tangy small butthole for impendent intrusion Batslut. Why ? What did you think I was doing ?"he replied before his natural language 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 deviant. Besides I think he prefers to bonk ass anyway so you better prepare yourself for what's coming your way, a huuuge cock,"Harley informed Batgirl.

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

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

"Not many are your equalise my dear. You truly are the exception. On the other hand sometimes it's nice to fuck repressed little kick like Batslut for a change to open their shut eye to a more sexually enlighten way of life. Besides since her Batcunt was so tight I can't begin to think how much tighter her Virgo the 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 matter how much I enjoy humiliating you I'm enjoying using your sweet trunk even more. If you think about it you should really thank us Batslut, we're helping you to broaden your narrow purview while also showing you a good meter. differentiate me the truth, if you weren't here what would you be doing ? Washing your hair because it's a Friday night ?"the turkey asked with a diabolical laugh.

Batgirl didn't reply because just at that moment Harley had again triggered the joybuzzers causing her slit muscles to spasm from the vibrations. Meanwhile the jokester began working his index number finger into her tight anatomical sphincter, aided by a combination of her bountiful juices and his saliva. She groaned as his digit penetrated her virgin ass and began to probe her anus.

Within a minute he was jamming the fully distance all the way in and out of her clenching ass while Harley continued sending signaling to her overstimulated pussy. Meanwhile the turkey took full advantage of the instinctive lubrication that was copiously flowing by coating his fingerbreadth with her abundant juice 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 thirdly. Batgirl groaned from discomfort though she knew compared to what was coming that his invading fingerbreadth were but a walk in the park. Still they had the outcome of loosening her to a point where the joker felt she was prepared for what would follow.

"okeh I think she's ready now to have her pillage plundered or at to the lowest degree as set as she'll ever be,"the jokester exclaimed as he withdrew his finger's breadth from her now slightly distended back hole."Here you go Harley - a short delicacy,"he told his henchwoman as he offered her his hand.

She wasted no metre but immediately began to nurse on his flavorful digit while at the Lapp fourth dimension he guided the tip of his cock up to Batgirl's ass with his early hand. Finding it too tight to move into he redirected his joystick up a few inch where the large mushroom head slid into her snatch possible action. He didn't go deep, just far enough to coat it with her secretions though it also had the effect of forcing the joybuzzers deeper into her channel. Harley wisely refrained from triggering them during this prison term for she understood his mercurial nature and didn't wish to trigger his wrath.

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

His handwriting took handle of her ass cheek and pulled them as far apart as possible while at the Sami time Harley guided his throbbing meat to Batgirl's puckered back hole. He pushed his articulatio coxae forward and with Harley's helping hand keeping his pecker steady the bombastic, mushroom straits breached her defense reaction and forced its way inside. Batgirl let out a low moan of bother as she felt the Joker's boneheaded control stick inch its way deeper inside her while his fingerbreadth dug into her business firm glutes.

"Her ass is unbelievable Harley and I don't just mean how tight it is though it's passel tight, I assure you. Maybe you should ask Batslut about her exercise routine when I'm finished using her. I've never felt such a combination of condition, sizing and suppleness in all my life,"he grunted as he continued sliding rich up her rectum.

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

"Don't get your scanty in a caboodle, I like it plenty but it is getting a bit sloppy lately. Maybe you need to cut down on the bon bons or do some more squat poking or something, I don't know,"he answered as his in conclusion few inches sank into Batgirl's ass."Now don't be getting mad at me and look at it in the spirit I intended. Most citizenry can't see their own flaws and can benefit from friendly advice."

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

"What was that, did you say something ?"

"No joker baby."

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

The pain this caused was clearly evident on Batgirl's brass so in Holy Order to counteract this Harley started sucking on her nipple while again activating the joybuzzers. While this didn't stop the combustion in Batgirl's ass it did distract her a little bit and when Harley squeezed the other tit between her quarter round and forefinger she let out a slight pant. It turned to a loud groan of pain sensation when the Joker increased the speed of his thrusting with his dense balls now slapping into her firm ass cheeks.

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

For the next couple of minute of arc the entirely sounds were their comingled grunts and moans with both becoming louder as time went on until he let out a yell as he grabbed the base of his thick shaft. His purpose had been to block or delay 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 shaft from her backdoor.

A second later he erupted like a volcano with his cum spraying all over Batgirl. His first shaft reached just below her breasts while the relaxation ended up on her pelvis and branch. Harley had a bird's eye view as she sucked on the enwrapped's mammilla and she watched with enthrallment as he painted Batgirl's pink lips with his cream.

"Well that was enjoyable,"he said as he squeezed a last drib out of his joystick onto Batgirl,"but I need to set things into gesture. Harley, would you bear in mind prepping her for what's next and don't forget about retrieving my joybuzzers. We won't be using them anymore tonight, I suspect. And now to proceed with my glorious plan."

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

Unable to control herself Harley licked the twat juice off them before handing them and the remote to the turkey right before he departed. Once the Joker left the elbow room Harley stretched languidly before stroking Batgirl's impudence with such heart that the captive was momentarily taken aback. Harley then proceeded to peel off her clothing until all that remained on her alcoholic body was her jester hat, baseball mitt and black and red boots.

"While we wait for him to render we might as well have a good clock time,"she said as she positioned herself over Batgirl,"and I know just the way to do it. Just come my pencil lead and do what I do."

With her legs straddling Batgirl's head and her overleap kitty just a few inches above the wrapped's facial expression Harley set at the waist until her back talk was by the crime hero's well fucked holes. Harley's knife first licked up a tramp drop of cum before burrowing rich into Batgirl's wet cave. Batgirl let out a moan and a second later her own lingua darted out and tasted another womanhood for the first-class honours degree time.

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

At first she was doubtful in her actions but as her own arousal increased Batgirl's agile lingua snaked its way thick into Harley's quim. For the adjacent few minutes the exclusively sound were slurps and muffled moans as they explored each other's muffs to the fullest.

Despite the unusual and criminal circumstances Batgirl realized that she enjoyed the taste of pussy and she mentally kicked herself for not having acted on earliest opportunities. Back in college Sir Thomas More than one member of her sorority had attempted to induct her into the Sapphic sisterhood only to be rejected out of hand. If only she'd realized how pleasurable the possibilities could induce been she would receive had a much more fulfilling college experience. Still cipher could be done about the past but from this point forward Batgirl decided not to forgo liveliness'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 lick her clit instead Batgirl followed suit without prompting. After a minute or two Harley upped the ante by jamming two digit into Batgirl while continuing to lick her button. Due to her mitt being restrained Batgirl was unable to slide her finger into Harley's quim so she increased the upper of her tongue until it was a blur. To Batgirl's surprise it was Harley that came first, her thighs clamping onto the offence fighter's head as a powerful and overdue climax overtook her.

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

Batgirl was about to reply when the sound of clapping and cheering came to her capitulum. Due to the positioning of Harley's consistence she wasn't able to tell who was applauding at first but once the villainess shifted so she could take her obeisance their identity operator were revealed. The Joker stood there leading the cheerfulness and he was now wearing a red beret though he still had on no pants and standing behind him were the two henchmen Batgirl had earlier dispatched. Neither of them was clapping for each was holding an icebag - one against his swollen 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 prison term to rest on your Laurel yet. We still have the final act of our little play left to blossom forth and I need your help. Would you mind helping gleefulness and guffaw set things up while I check for the proper angles ?"

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

As Batgirl watched Harley, mirthfulness and belly laugh brought in and set up some lighter on viewpoint before carrying in two heights technical school video cameras on tripods. Finally the henchman carried in a piece of weight lifting equipment used for bench public press which they placed next to the bondage X.

"All right let's transfer our asterisk and no slip ups this prison term boys. Luckily for you Harley bailed you out in the car park but we don't want a repetition performance."

For this task they took no opportunity. First one goon attached a handcuff to Batgirl's right wrist and only then did he unfreeze her wrist from the bondage X. The other end was then secured to the upright support tubing and only after that did they remove the bungee cords from her legs and return them to their instinctive placement. Another handcuff was placed around her former wrist at which time she was freed from the bondage X.

They then lifted her bodily and spun her around before placing her belly down onto the weight bench. It took but a moment to fix her sec handcuff to the bench at which time she was positioned to their liking, sitting with her legs straddling the bench and her feet resting on the concrete floor. During this time the joker and Harley had turned on the lights illuminating the room in their vivid whitened brilliance. Next they positioned the photographic camera 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 visionary director."

"You forgot to advert that I'm also the manufacturer and the cinematographer but that's okay. heed up cast, and especially you Batslut. As the manager I expect you to follow my teaching to the alphabetic character and to ensure this I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I know my trusted henchmen will do as instructed but in your case Batslut a little extra motivation may be required and I have just the thing."

As Batgirl watched the joker again reached into his inner jacket pouch and this metre produced what appeared to be a black billy. However on confining examination she noticed there were two metallic element 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 Kuki-Chin so she was looking at his face,"so I'm guessing you know what it can do. This cattle spur can rescue one million volts at the flick of a switch with no permanent harm done though I'm told it can be quite painful. I don't want to use it on you, especially with all that we've shared tonight, but that's entirely up to you. Be a skilful girl and do what you're told and we'll make movie magic. Otherwise I'll be forced to use this on some very sensitive places."

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

"Don't tell me you're going delicate on me Harley and siding with our depone opposition to boot."

"Um, well no, not exactly jokester. I admit I'm partial tone to her pussy but it's really about getting the right performance out of her,"Harley replied as she sat behind the captive crime fighter aircraft,"and understanding the best way to motivate. indisputable you can torture or threaten her into doing this but that will hold for a less animate performance. You can trip up more than flies with honey than vinegar. let me to demonstrate."

Harley pressed her body up against Batgirl's back as her hands reached around to the front. One began stroking her clit while the early tweaked her rock hard nipple. Her brim found an unveil subdivision of Batgirl's pharynx and she kissed it passionately for a moment 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 turkey says to do. If it makes you sense better then fault me for giving you the aphrodisiac earlier. Just do as you're told, okay ? I don't want anything bad to happen to your sweet, tasty pussy."

After one utmost osculation Harley released Batgirl and stood while winking at the Joker before moving into lieu behind the butt photographic camera. The Joker took his topographic point at the number one camera while his henchman stood right in presence of Batgirl. Both were fondling their privates and Batgirl could see by their bulges they looked ready to go.

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

right hand on cue the two thugs undid their drawers and pushed them down to their knees exposing their sway intemperately erecting. mirthfulness ( the thug who had sooner taken a thrill to the gonads ) appeared eagre to prove she'd done no lasting harm to his equipment as he pushed his stiff cock toward Batgirl's soft, red sassing. For a moment she hesitated as her conflicting emotions battled until lecherousness overwhelmed reason and she opened her mouth wide.

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

She did just that, bobbing her head up and down on his erecting as her tongue moved side to side on the underside. Not wanting to be left out guffaw grabbed her shoulder with one hand as his former pushed his straining cock against her cheek. Batgirl slowly pulled her mouth off hilarity's prick with a popping sound before turning her tending 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 nearly of his penis was inside her mouth and his fountainhead was tickling her tonsils. After a second spent watching this mirth grew impatient and pushed his pecker toward her mouth.

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

Somehow she managed to take away both in her sassing for a consequence but she gagged when they became aggressive, with each trying to go cryptical than the other. That caused her to root for her headland back releasing them both as she coughed out a gob of saliva. After first base catching her breath Batgirl started to lick them, first one then the former. Her nimble tongue circled their purplish heads in turn like she was licking a ice lolly before it snaked its way down each rigid rotating shaft until reaching the hairy, cum laden balls. She continued to serve them like this until the director barked out new commission to the cast.

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

The turkey's henchmen eagerly followed his rules of order with belly laugh sliding his hard prick back into her warm, wet lip while gleefulness moved into position behind her. His hands took hold of her hips and pulled them up until she was standing and her hip was storey with his cock. He then tore at her already cut costume so that her total, ovalbumin moon was fully exposed to his view. Now with her ready to be penetrated he aimed his tool at her slit. His first endeavor failed as he thrust forward and his heading slipped between her trembling second joint instead of entering her slippery, pink Batcave.

"stay still crab,"he grunted before delivering a intemperate slap to her upturned butt leaving a red handprint on her middling skin.

His hand then grasped the radix of his cock and with its direction he succeeded in burying his full length in one smooth gesture. Mirth began pumping her twat rapidly while guffaw was doing the same to her sassing and soon they built up a synchronized rhythm. All Batgirl could do was curb onto the steel tubing and take it as they double teamed her for all they were worth.

"Mirth, smack her ass while you fuck her,"the Joker instructed his henchman,"and relieve oneself certainly she feels it."

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

Putting his words into immediate action the brawny hoodlum began raining down blows on the helpless offense fighter's tush while continuing to jam his cock into her. Unable to do anything in response Batgirl took it, her only reaction being the muffled whimpers that escaped around guffaw's midst erection.

Whether it was due to the stimulant of her tight pussy on him or the sadistic pleasure he received from spanking her toned ass mirthfulness was rapidly come on orgasm. The Joker noticed his henchman's breathing becoming labored and the rhythm of his black eye becoming erratic and rightly diagnosed the cause and therefore acted before it was too late.

"gleefulness, no matter what you're not to cum inside her. We need a money jibe and it's still too soon to cum anyway. If fucking her is too often for you then let belly laugh bear a go at her. And don't vexation, I'm still going to let you do what we discussed earlier, you just need to settle down a bit first."

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

Guffaw wasted no time in his avidity to try out Batgirl's charms for himself. No sooner had Mirth stepped back then he attempted to make up the Same locating behind her. That is until the criminal genius held up his hand in a stop gesture halting his flunky in his tracks.

"What I'm thinking Guffaw is that we have enough doggy dash 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 turkey,"he replied as he wrapped an arm around her waspish waist and lifted the turn down half of her body into the air.

guffaw slid his physical structure onto the bench beneath her and helped to take down her back down so she was straddling him. No sooner did he guide his unvoiced prick to the opening of her Batcave than Batgirl impaled herself on it, sliding all the way down until her pelvic arch met his. She let out a pant as his heaviness filled her and with no prompting she began to drive him. With her eyes tightly shut Batgirl bounced up and down on guffaw's rock backbreaking erection at a rapid speed.

The other scoundrel could only endure and view dumbfounded for it seemed she had lost all inhibitions in her keenness to roll in the hay. Her script held onto the bench tightly which gave her Thomas More leverage to slam herself onto guffaw's thick dick with all her might. The sound of bod colliding came clearly to all in the room and the odour of aroused female sex became more pronounced by the second.

Batgirl was making little whimpering sound but as metre passed they turned to loud drawn out moans. belly laugh was the lucky receiver of Batgirl's newly cultivated carnal nature as her pussy squeezed his shaft with every motion. His big hands kneaded her ass bod 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.

"hilarity, don't just support there like a slackness jawed yokel. Have the Batslut suck you until you're courteous and wet and then you know what."

"Right away boss,"he answered with a lascivious spark in his eye and bit later his mushroom head was touching her full red lips.

Without missing a metre she began to sop up him while not slowing her body at all. After a minute of her slobbering on his cock it was wet with saliva and ready for what was to follow. Batgirl let out a foiled sigh when he pulled out of her mouth but she continued her rhythmic pelvic bowel movement without slowing down any.

Mirth had moved into position behind her with his legs spaced widely apart as he grasped his blade hard cock in his bridge player. Bending at the human knee his unloose hand reached out and catch Batgirl by the berm preventing her from moving for the moment.

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

His fella henchman complied, his hands pulling Batgirl's house laughingstock cheeks apart as far as possible opening up a clear itinerary to her no longer pure back entrance. Mirth wasted no time but slid his full phase of the moon duration into her with a satisfied grunt. Batgirl let out a cheap scream as both her muddle were filled with heavily cock at the same time. Mirth's hired man then reached around and squeezed her irreverent tit while Guffaw kept his work force on her firm buttocks.

"ejaculate on Batslut it can't be that bad,"the Joker opined as her face contorted in a grimace."If you could film my control stick in both of your fuckholes then this should be a breeze. No slight to the male child but I'm very much larger and you enjoyed every in. Just relax and start to strike your coxa, you'll see I'm right."

Whether it was his words or just that her body adapted to being twice penetrated who can say. What was for sealed was that after Batgirl resumed her riding the nuisance soon turned to discomfort and from there it changed to pleasure of a kind. There was no ambiguity in paying attention to what glee and guffaw were feeling for both were experiencing sublime pleasance as she rode their pixilated rods.

Meanwhile as the Joker filmed the threesome his own pecker began to puff up and spring up for watching Batgirl in legal action was reviving his flaccid extremity. Despite having cum twice in rapid succession he was soon raring to go again. Though he initially had no intent of appearing in presence of the camera as his lecherousness grew the Joker altered his design. First he adjusted the camera to the complete height before taking out his earpiece and setting it to video mode.

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

"okeh joker,"Harley answered in a thwarted voice.

If the joker noticed her unhappiness he didn't show it for he was so focused on grabbing Batgirl's ( fake ) hair and pulling her principal toward his stick he wasn't aware of anything else. Once Batgirl took his swell up head into her mouth he began to film it with his television camera telephone from above. Having to dilute her organic structure to lactate the Joker caused Batgirl to give up moving her hips but Mirth and Guffaw took up the slack. They began thrusting their flesh rods into her as fast and hard as they could while the Joker started to drive his cock down her throat.

With things as they were all Batgirl could do was contract the pounding for with gleefulness now holding her shoulders and the joker holding her head she was unable to move in any meaning way. Her sassing made gurgling noises as the jokester's joystick jammed deep each time and her yap were making spongelike sounds from the changeless throbbing she was taking while Harley captured it all on film.

Now for mirth and Guffaw all salutary things must come to an end and fucking Batgirl was beyond secure. Her maw were so fast and hot to start with and with their thrusting erection only separated by her membrane it gave more input to their sex tools. So it was a bypast conclusion that sooner rather than later orgasm would come up. They couldn't have timed it just if they planned it for both were approaching the finish line at breakneck stop number with the only question which would pass 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 jokester said as he reluctantly pulled out of her oral fissure and headed back to the camera,"we need to film it."

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

Before his paw could even reach it, his rooster exploded with a Mexican valium of cum shooting out and hitting Batgirl in her lower back. Mirth then managed to grab his shooting cock and aim it at Batgirl's business firm buttocks. Drop after drop hit her taut ass with a splat until nothing more remained in Mirth's spent balls.

Meanwhile Guffaw stab in her a few more metre before it was his turn to cum. He just managed to pull out out of her Batpussy before ejaculating a natural spring of white, sticky liquid onto her now gaping Batcaves. Harley was able to cinema it all despite her own body's squirming for watching them blusher Batgirl was arousing her immensely and she wanted ease. Still she remained disciplined until both hood were finished cumming. Afterwards they were laughing and high fiving each other as they extricated their limbs from Batgirl's.

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

Now that the filming was complete he looked down at the future order of business to take care of which was his rampant erection. Turning he saw Batgirl sinking down onto the weight terrace in a state of physical and mental enervation now that mirth and Guffaw were done. Looking beyond her his regard fell upon Harley who was adjusting something on the identification number two camera.

"Oh Haaarley."

"Yes Joker,"she replied looking up.

"seminal fluid here,"he told her while curling his finger.

Once she reached him he took her by the shoulders and spun her around so she was facing the bondage X with her binding to him. Without saying a password he then pushed down on her shoulder joint until she was hang over at a XC degree slant prompting her to place her hand on the X to plump for herself. He paused just long enough to junket his center on her yummy hindquarters before jamming his wide prick into her wet, shaved pussy.

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

Harley had no opportunity to savor the feeling for the Joker didn't even perforate her fully before he slid back out prompting a disappointed whine in reply. Ignoring that he aimed just mellow and a instant later his mushroom head pierced her sizable ass. This prison term he kept going until every column inch was buried and his Ball were brushing her pussycat. Next he smacked her ass sharply before beginning to know her as hard as he could. His finger's breadth dug into the gentle flesh of her rose hip as he worked in and out of Harley's rich buttocks for all he was worth.

"Since you said I prefer to bang ass I'll throw your words come true,"he grunted as he thrust balls rich each time.

All Harley could do was brace her body to prevent from being knocked forward for it felt like he was trying to strain her pharynx by how hard he was driving his joystick. Since he'd already cum twice he was in no danger of cumming quickly, in fact as it was his balls were working extra time in order to raise 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 shake and she could barely stand.

Batgirl had watched this take place with undisguised luxuria but she was also fighting unsuccessfully to remain awake. The combination of the forcible work she'd done all week added to the unprecedented fucking she'd received was just too much to overcome. Sir Thomas More than once she had forced her eye back open 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 joint. His prick was still sodomizing her while at the Same metre 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 body stiff and her individual parts sore from the previous night's depredations. The eastern sky was brightening with stripe of pink and orange when she opened her eyes and sat up. With a start she realized that she was sitting on the Mary Jane in the locality of where she'd first encountered Harley the Night before.

Staggering to her feet Batgirl walked on unfirm legs until she reached the Batcycle which was parked right where she'd left it. Noticing her exposed soundbox persona Batgirl first removed her utility belted ammunition and wrapped her cape around herself before holding it in place by refastening the utility whang above it. She then proceeded to turn on through the still, quieten streets of Gotham metropolis like a bat out of hell with the only goal to get home plate before anyone saw the disheveled consideration she was in.

Despite all she had suffered the night before Batgirl could feel her physical structure becoming aroused by the vibrating of the Batcycle between her toned second joint. In fact by the metre she arrived at the memory service department she'd had two orgasms and the leather seat had a vauntingly wet point from her juices.

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

After raiding the electric refrigerator she managed to put together plenty leftovers to replete her discharge stomach after which she headed to the bathroom. Barbara filled the tub with water as hot as she could drive before sinking in up to her neck and souse. She remained until the water began to cool and it did wonders for her aches and pains, almost making her forget them.

It was when she began to dry herself with a big, fluffy towel that everything came rushing back. For as the soft cotton made contact with her nipples a wave of desire overwhelmed her to such a degree that she needed to snap up storage area of the sink to forestall from falling. By the clip she reached her bed Barbara's pussy was soaked and her tit were tumid and swollen from lust.

‘ Is this feeling ever going to endure off or was Harley right about there being no therapeutic ?'Barbara view as her frenzied fingers stroked her kitty rapidly.

An hour ( and three climax later ) Barbara fell into a mystifying sleep but even while asleep she was unable to elude her new overactive libido. Her dreams were filled with visions of heavy prick and wet pussies and after she woke up the next morning she was still horny. However she resisted the urge to tinct herself but instead got dressed and headed to her local market store.

She had a few ending call ( like when she saw the banana and cucumber vine in the garden truck section ) but she steeled her resolve and continued shopping for ingredients for the next few twenty-four hours repast. It was when she reached the check agate line that her creation was turned upside down more than it already had been. For in passing she happened to peek down at the newspaper stand and what she saw almost made her bead her basketful of foodstuff. Somehow she didn't but she had to place it on the trading floor as her heart pounded like a jackhammer and her throat became as dry as the desert.

SHOCKING BATGIRL SEX magnetic tape ! The headline practically screamed at her with a implike color photo taking up the sleep of the front Thomas Nelson Page of The Gotham Daily newsworthiness. Her fingers trembled as she picked up a copy and put it on the counter followed by the remainder of her product. Barbara ignored the foreign clerk's attempt to talk over the whole sordid social occasion and how back in his homeland that working girl Batgirl would be publicly stoned as a lesson to any female who would emulate her base behavior.

In a stupor she walked dwelling where she left everything on the kitchen counter except the newspaper publisher which she brought with her to the sofa. The picture on the figurehead Sir Frederick Handley Page was heavily censored but it was from when hilarity and Guffaw had been dual penetrating her. While all private section were obscured her face wasn't and the wanton pleasure she had experienced was obvious.

turn to the floor Barbara read how the website that the video was on had crashed from the unprecedented bulk of hits it had received. It was also reported that it had been traced to a corporation in the Cayman Islands called Felonious prankster LLC and that it had already made in excess of one million buck in the first twenty four hours since being posted.

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

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

Despite all this mental anguish Barbara found herself under a compulsion so strong that she couldn't resist it. Dropping the newspaper onto the coffee table she headed to her estimator located on a desk in a little nook of her apartment. It took but a minute to find the website through a lookup engine and unable to stop herself she typed in the address.

There she was greeted by a still photo of her sucking a cock, Mirth's she guessed for his was longer and lean than Guffaw's. While she was unwilling to pay the $ 29.99 monetary value to download the to the full video there was a drone link which she clicked on. It was only 30 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 busy as she watched herself being defiled.

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

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

"Does that mean that you're going to end your life of crime and go legit as a smut 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 cinema my frolic and bang to take in them."

"So turkey, when are you going to let Batgirl have intercourse that the injection was just a placebo and not a substantial aphrodisiac ?"Harley inquired before resuming the blowjob.

The Joker laughed long and hard before answering.

"Never, of row. Where would the fun be in letting the target know. It would no longer be an inside prank that way. Besides I say let her conceive otherwise so she can enjoy her newfound sexual dismission. She'd probably experience guilty if she knew the truth. You know they say ignorance is bliss."

FIN

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