The jokester's On Batgirl

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RIP Yvonne Craig

Barbara Gordon was about to swallow the sec aspirin tablet when she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. Putting the drinking glass of milk down on the kitchen counter the Brigham Young woman peered out the window to verify what she'd seen. Without a dubiety it was there - the bat signalize shining brightly against the cloudy, night sky. She knew that meant there was trouble in Gotham metropolis and help was needed but she also knew something the police force didn't - that Batman was out of town.

It had been a few days earlier when both she and the crest crusader had attended an event to boost the younker of Gotham urban center to become more physically active and he'd confided in her that he needed to go 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 metropolis. And now this.

Well luckily he wasn't the alone masked crime fighter around she thought as she headed to her bedroom. Fifteen second later after changing into her skintight costume and applying her composition she slipped out the window of her reason storey apartment into the back alleyway behind the building. After rolling the Batcycle from her nearby rented service department she rode a short distance to where she found a rare working payphone. A minute later she heard the oh, so familiar interpreter 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 ?"

"fountainhead I couldn't help but poster that the bat signal has been sent and I wished to offer up my services to Gotham City."

"Well that's very commendable of you youth gentlewoman but this could be a dangerous missionary work which is why I've summoned Batman."

Sighing to herself, Barbara thought that though she dearly loved her sire he had some very old fashioned, sexist posture toward gender roles. It was for this intellect that he approved of her job as head bibliothec at Gotham city's briny leg and why he had reservations about women offense fighters, including female constabulary officers. In fact it was only after a cause that department policy had been changed allowing distaff police officer to bring the streets instead of being cooped up interior place firm doing filing and former clerical work.

"Unfortunately Commissioner I have entropy that Batman is currently away from Gotham City on business and won't be back until Sunday. Do you guess the berth can hold back until then ?"

Though normally gung ho about any chance to prove she was the equal of men, ( and perhaps in some pocket-sized way to win her father's commendation even if he didn't realize who she was ) on that particular Friday night Barbara just wanted to withdraw too soon and residuum. The subroutine library had been in the midst of re-organizing the character surgical incision and the attractive young char had spent the yesteryear few sidereal day moving heavily tomes from one bookcase to another. Her back, implements of war and shoulders ached from the chiliad of pounds she had toted and her glower half was fatigued from the hundred of trips she had made up and down the ladders to the mellow shelves.

"Not in Gotham City you say. That is catastrophic indeed ! Perhaps this is against my better judgment but I don't find this can wait the two days so I'll narrate you what we've learned. It seems that a concerned citizen observed the Joker and two of his henchmen in the neighborhood of Mad Anthony Wayne Botanical Gardens."

"But Commissioner, isn't the turkey confined at Arkham mental hospital ?"

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

"That's horrific Commissioner but I'll do my salutary to place him before he goes into hiding or tough 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 assistant. Chief O'Hara and I will be here all night and we have a exceptional task force assembled ready to react 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 jokester then there would be no pauperism to marshal a mask vigilante. Barbara knew they could handle mundane criminal offense like burglary and wrinkle snatchings but supervillains were beyond their capabilities. What she had to do was forget her own nagging ache and pains and go a indefatigable offense fighting machine until the menace to Gotham City was neutralized.

Her motorcycle roared to life when her high heeled bang hit the flush newbie and a moment later she was cruising along the mean streets of Gotham searching for her target. A exhaustive search of Wayne Botanical Gardens turned up nothing so she continued to the Reservoir 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 nighttime and resuming her search early the next day. She had covered the absolute majority of the ballpark when her shrill ears caught what sounded like a muffled cry. Whether it had to do with the joker or not she didn't know but if person was in problem her duty was clear to do what she could to help.

Coming to a halt she killed the locomotive to better listen when the sound was repeated originating from somewhere past a copse of trees on her left side. Leaving the Batcycle by the side of the itinerary she sprinted in the direction of the cry until she burst out of the trees and into the clearing beyond where a scandalous scene greeted her. Two muscular hoodlums were dragging a Brigham Young, shapely, blonde toward a nearby Mungo Park bench and from the torn and tangle state of her clothing it seemed clear what their evil aim were.

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

"Mirth, it's Batgirl, let's take a gunpowder,"one of the tough called out to his confederate in a frightened tone.

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

"Bad motility,"Batgirl exclaimed though she had no sentence to say Sir Thomas More for the outset hoodlum was upon her.

She just managed to sidestep him as he hurtled past when the second criminal arrived throwing a violent hay conditioner which she ducked. Before he could recover Batgirl delivered a crushing kick to his breakwater which dropped him in his tracks, his expression turning as white as a canvas. Just then the initiative attacker returned from rear end and wrapped his brawny, tattooed weaponry around her lithe signifier so tightly that the breathing place was forced from her lungs.

Batgirl had no portion prying his work force apart so she instead used her brain - and foot. She drove her high heel as hard as she could into his instep and was rewarded by a oink of pain as well as his adhesive friction loosening about her slight midriff. Taking advantage she then twisted her waist while at the same metre swinging her elbow back and up catching him squarely in the jaw with all her power.

It took a secondly such blow for him to unblock her, at which time he staggered back trying to clear his foreland. Knowing that she was tiring fast Batgirl wasted no prison term but instead pressed forward while he was back on his heels. She feinted a kick toward his groin and once he lowered his workforce in an try to barricade her attack Batgirl pivoted and delivered a devastating roundhouse charge to his unprotected head.

That sent the criminal sprawling to the turf with a thumping, allowing her to catch her breath for the moment. Batgirl next turned her attention to the dupe to see if she was okay. The cleaning lady seemed safe and sound and was sitting on the bench watching everything unfold with an enigmatical verbal expression on her somewhat 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 to a greater extent goon lurking about. I don't sleep with how many more I can handle tonight,"Batgirl stated though what she didn't mention was that these crooks appeared to process for the jokester, so where was the deplorable boss now ?

"Well thank you for your help. It was very unfearing of you coming to my aid. What's the world coming to when a lady can't take a perambulation in Gotham City on a fine summer night,"the blonde said as she attempted to tug her torn, black miniskirt down enough to hatch her bright, red panties.

"Come on young lady, 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 secret danger.

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

"We really don't have metre for you to line up your make-up fille,"Batgirl said while taking her by the arm and attempting to lead her away.

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

Almost instantly Batgirl felt herself going numb as Harley Quinn pulled unloosen of her and sent another swarm of ashen detritus straight toward the caped crime fighter.

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

Harley easily evaded the weak effort and watched as Batgirl crumpled to the grass in front of her. The hold up thing Batgirl remembered before everything went black was seeing two couple of legs and place access. One set was the highschool heeled red stilettos and Negroid stocking clad legs of Harley while the other was a prominent pair of black and white men's wingtip shoes and purple dress slacks.

The commencement thing Batgirl felt when she regained knowingness was a dull, throbbing pain in the ass in her read/write head which was followed by a blinding light shining in her eye. After a mo the brightness level was removed but the pain persisted and she could now get word the murmur vowel of voices above her. Focusing her mind Batgirl managed to master her disorientation enough to force her eye open, though once she had theatrical role of her wish she hadn't.

From what she could see it appeared she was in a dank underground bedroom with a moistness, vaulted ceiling and rough, unpainted concrete bulwark. Standing above her to the right wing was the arch-villain Joker with his arm wrapped around the waspish shank of his malevolent sidekick Harley Quinn, now dressed in her fellow calamitous and red jester costume. It was difficult to see much more because she was restrained flat on her spinal column. Turning her head as much as she could Batgirl saw that both her wrists and ankle were securely strapped to what looked like a heavy, wooden X suspended a few feet above the floor.

"Welcome back to the landed estate of the bread and butter Batgirl,"the jokester told her with a painted smile plastered to his sinister face.

"Joker, you fiend. Where are we and what do you require from me ?"

"Where we are is the least of your worry Batbroad and to be precise it wasn't you that I wanted but rather Batbrain. However I'm adaptable enough to pluck with the punch so I've already adjusted my architectural plan to reflect the new reality. What black entertainment I had in depot for Batbrain and his boy blunder won't work with you due to differences in consistency sizing and weight so I came up with something, shall we say, that's less lethal but more pleasurable for all involved and that's no jest."

"What are you talking about you villain ?"

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

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

Her hand emerged holding a syringe and a pocket-size ampule of take in liquid. After filling the syringe she rubbed an alcohol wipe on Batgirl's bare cervix that was between her cowl and cape then aimed the needle there.

"Don't worry, this is just to counter the consequence of the beauty powder honey. No penury to panic, it will take away your vexation,"she told the captive as the needle pierced Batgirl's smooth, flawless skin.

Once she had administered the counterpunch agent the villainess produced another ampul of liquid state which soon was injected into the helpless crime attack aircraft but Harley still wasn't finished. Pulling yet another vial from her bag the criminal head-shrinker smiled evilly as she prepared to kick in Batgirl the final needle.

"The second injection was just a mild sinew relaxant to in force prepare you for what's about to happen Batgirl but this last one you'll find quite occupy, I believe. It's a especial formula I've developed to turn even the most reduce, cold, sex hating woman into a raving nympho and there's no antidote."

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

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

"No Batboobs, it's you that doesn't have a clue and by the way your titty 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 adjustment 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 truth,"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 caper. Now let's see those tits."

Bending down with an vicious grin the Joked removed a razor sharply scalpel from his jacket pocket and proceeded to slit a circular incision in the material around Batgirl's right wing tit. Once the roundabout was unadulterated 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 pink nipples look as tasty as bubble gum."

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

Without another Bible the condemnable duo carried out on their threat with each placing their mouth on a breast and going to crop. The Joker was rougher, biting Batgirl's garden pink nipple and pale bosom flesh repeatedly whereas Harley used her agile tongue to cause the sensitive nub but the effect were the Lapplander, two erect and aroused nipples. Even worse for Batgirl was that the stimulus wasn't confined to her breasts but everything they did institutionalize wafture of joy pulsing toward her awakening loins.

"Oh stop you baddie ! plosive consonant, I beg of you ! You know you're committing a unplayful crime and you'll have to answer for it. Ooh ! Aaaah !"

"What's the matter Batgirl, getting a little hot under the costume ?"the jokester asked with an insane laughter before resuming his feast upon her exposed flesh.

Batgirl was unable to resolve and instead bit her lip because Harley, while continuing to flick Batgirl's tit with her pierced spit, had slid her gloved handwriting down the incapacitated woman's organic structure and was stroking between her immure legs with a retribution. The comely crime-fighter squirmed about trying to escape this attention but due to her leaping condition she was unsuccessful and could experience her crave increasing with each passing second.

Just when Batgirl was at the full stop she couldn't take anymore without exploding the Joker pulled his mouth from her and straightened up. He then unzipped his fly and reached into his pants with an evil grinning on his pied face.

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

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

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

Without saying another word Harley knelt before her wise man and took his rapidly hardening cock in her hand and brought it to her give lip. The Joker wasted no time but stuff his hips forward driving his broad, growing cock to the cover of her mouth. He then grabbed Batgirl by her point and twisted it so she was forced to stare at the sleazy conniption happening side by side to her.

Harley was eagerly impaling her mouth onto the joker's swelling penis, taking as much as she could fit with each bob of her question. As his erection stiffened she angled her head so that she could deep throat it while staring up at him with latria in her eyes. He ignored her with the exclusion of using her mouth for his focus remained solely on Batgirl.

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

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

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

Then turning to appear at Harley he barked,"sufficiency,"before pulling her principal off his erection and stepping closer to Batgirl.

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

Her only response was to clinch her jaw while shooting obelisk at him with her center. So from his inside jacket air hole he produced a red, rubberize ball and a wooden clothespin. First he placed the orb between her boob. Then quick as a chance upon snake the joker grabbed and squeezed her face with surprising military posture forcing her oral fissure open. Before she could respond Harley took the nut and forced it into Batgirl's mouth and then placed a firearm of surgical tape over her rim, effectively cutting off her air. The trap was utter when the joker attached the clothespin to her nozzle preventing her from getting any atomic number 8 that way.

Once her breathing was restricted he continued to slap and rub his hard prick on her case with an occasional tweak of her difficult nipple as his narrowed oculus studied her face. At inaugural he detected no obvious preindication of discomfort, no dubiety due to her advanced preparation regime which enabled her to deem her hint recollective than an mean person could, but as time went on this changed. Her heart began to scoot about wildly and her honest complexion started to redden as her body demanded oxygen that was not forthcoming.

"Listen carefully Batgirl,"she heard him say as if from a far distance,"you have two choices. One, you can remain to refuse to service me and pass out due to lack of oxygen and possibly suffer irreparable encephalon damage. At which point I'll bang your backtalk and throat anyway. Or you could be a estimable fiddling Batslut and do as you're told to. The choice is yours - nod yes or no to my generous offer."

It was getting difficult for her to concentrate but the one opinion that penetrated her hazy mind was that she didn't want to become a vegetable for the rest of her biography and a loading 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 choice Batgirl nodded her assent.

"Wise decision,"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 disenable me doing so Harley would make you repent it, I assure you."

"You can count on that Batcunt. If you even hurt one pubic fuzz of my Joker sister you'll wish you were drained because I'll make you suffer horribly before slowly killing you. But on the other deal if you do as you're severalise then we'll all have a wonderful time together."

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

"Open all-encompassing Batslut ! I've been waiting to do this since the offset fourth dimension you foiled one of my adept plans and now I shall have my revenge. Bwaa ha ha !"

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

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

As he slid in and out of her mouth Batgirl wriggled her tongue against him while noticing that he tasted of saltiness, musk and villainy in equal step. For a minute of arc or so he kept up a slow pace, not pushing her too a good deal as her sass adjusted to his super girth but there was only so long he could keep his hyper personality in check. Wanting more he pulled out of her rima oris all the way, his erection dripping a trail of commingle pre-cum and Batsaliva as it did so.

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

His loyal henchwoman did as instructed, sliding the pants down and off before carefully folding them at the crease. By the time Harley finished her job the Joker was already sodomizing Batgirl's mouth again though he had modified her position. Where before her head had been turned sideways it was now hanging upside down past the wooden slavery X, setting up a straight tunnel from mouth to throat and allowing him to jam the whole extra -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 niggling selection but to breathe that way because of his thickness and as the turkey case fucked her he also grabbed her throat with his hand. That allowed him to feel his erection as he slid it to its root, his coloured fleeceable pubic hair brushing her full bottom lip each sentence he did so. His other hand alternately caressed and pinched her tit when she felt something lower down on her captive body.

For Harley hadn't remained idle since removing her doxy's trouser but had picked up the scalpel and sliced through the fabric along Batgirl's waist right below her public 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 good luck charm for surprisingly she wore no underwear.

"Ooh, flavour Jokey. Batgirl must be a bit informal ‘ movement she's going commando and check this out. Her pubic bone don't couple her head."

That was true for Batgirl's reddish hair was but a wig to help disguise her hidden identity while her neatly groomed pubic hair was her own natural brunette color.

"So your handcuff don't check your cowling, eh Batslut. I'm not surprised,"the Joker opined as he drove balls deep,"but that's zilch to be ashamed about. And now a question for you Harley, is her little Batcave, I mean her Batcunt, ready for my deep drilling ?"

"wellspring it's certainly wet down here and oh so tap and pretty. But she's pretty tight, I can barely get my pinky in her. ease up me a few minutes to open up her up."

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

It's unlikely that she would have answered even if able to but with his big cock driving cryptic into her pharynx with every thrust it was insufferable. All she could do was lie there and take it as he jammed his joystick to its limit while her saliva seeped around his quill onto her face and from there dripped to the floor below where it formed a minuscule puddle.

Now despite her negative feelings toward Batgirl, Harley was enchanted as she gazed upon the crime fighter's exposed pussy. Though the joker was her main squeeze she'd always had unattackable bisexual leaning and she found Batgirl to be very attractive and she couldn't wait to taste her pink.

So with her little finger already buried to her second metacarpophalangeal joint Harley leaned in and kissed Batgirl's clit. When she did she felt the captive tremor beneath her. This inspired Harley to redouble her sweat and she sucked hard on the rear nubbin for a time while wiggling her pinkie inside Batgirl's tight tunnel. For the next few transactions Harley alternated between licking and sucking the captive clit while all the while frigging Batgirl with her pinkie.

When she felt the meter was right Harley slid her ring digit into Batgirl as well and was rewarded by a gush of feminine fluid squirting past. Batgirl's restrained body also bucked as much as it was able to as a powerful coming washed over her, to her eternal shame. Her pharynx muscles likewise contracted due to her flood tide 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 petty help please,"he gasped when he felt his balls tighten with that old fellow feeling.

fasting as lightning Harley shifted her position so that she was no tenacious licking Batgirl though she did go along her gloved fingers buried deep inside her pink cakehole. Her exit hired man reached out and took hold of her paramour's Ball while she moved her trunk closer to his. Once the Joker pulled out of Batgirl's utter Harley's hand slid up his rotating shaft and began to stroke it rapidly as it spewed cum.

Splat ! was the sound made as it collided with Batgirl's typeface. Splooge ! when a glob landed in her eye blinding her. Glub, glub ! as the Joker jammed the well head back into her mouthpiece. Aaah ! was the exclamation he made as the last-place drop oozed out and onto her pinko tongue.

Unable to contain herself Harley leaned down and began to lick up the stray cum that had landed on Batgirl's case rather than letting it go to waste until the Joker pulled her away by her jester hat. Knowing instinctively what he wanted she brought her sass to his peter and licked it clean before smiling up at him. He patted her drumhead before moving his body into spot between Batgirl's bound legs while continuing to stroke his still sway hard erection.

"Harley, take up your finger out of her kidnapping. It's time to yawn that Batpussy wide of the mark open with my joystick ! But number 1 I have one Thomas More antic up my arm,"he told Batgirl with a leer.

stretch into his jacket crown pocket his deal emerged holding three small metallic element disks. He placed one next to each of Batgirl's protruding tit then placed the tierce right hand on top of her erect little clit before removing a small remote control restraint from his sac. He pressed the push button and Batgirl writhed as the modified joybuzzers sent electric shock from her mammilla and clit straight to the pleasance center of her brain.

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

Once he'd said that he grasped his thick shaft and pressed the well headspring to her wet cunt entree. He pushed forward into her yielding soma until his bulging head penetrated her womanly folds then stopped. Batgirl could already feel herself being stretched beyond what she'd ever known in her limited sexual experience and she also knew it was just the beginning.

"hoot, her Batcave is tighter than a virtuous nun. Do me a party favor Harley and spread her backtalk as wide as you can,"he grunted.

His moll wasted no time before moving into position and reaching her gloved manus down to assist the jokester as he worked his way inside Batgirl. Even with Harley's helper it was still difficult to click deeply but with her assistance and Batgirl's lifelike juice he made steady progress until half of his massive organ was inner her.

"That's it Batgirl, open up that tight kitty-cat for me,"he told her while continuing to burrow deeper and rich until there was but an inch remaining outside."And now for the last get-up-and-go Batslut."

The turkey drove forward sinking his remaining shaft of light into her until their pubic clappers collided. For a arcminute afterwards he remained motionless as he savored the pleasurable genius his cock was experiencing just being buried in her short treasure box. It was squeezing him like the pissed, sozzled glove one could possibly imagine and he was loath to do anything to switch that.

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

And now the joker's oversized, villainous cock was stretching her pussy wide while sending undulation of unspeakable pleasure radiating across her enwrapped body. Things only became forged when the joker got tired of remaining still and began to move his dick inside her. At first he only made minor circular motions with his hips which had the essence of far loosening her stringent slit muscles while at the same time stimulating every boldness ending in her inner walls and making her wish to cry out with pleasure.

But as meter went on he started to hurl his stiff joystick in and out of her clenching Batcunt, slowly at number 1, though soon it became faster and rougher. His fingers seized her hip joint and dug in like the talons of some bird of target allowing him to pound her even harder while also increasing his own enjoyment. Soon he was pulling all but his squishy head word out of her kitty-cat before driving it back balls trench with each rapid thrust. Batgirl could see the wet sucking auditory sensation as her dowse pussy greedily swallowed his prodigious fellow member as well as his turgid, heavy balls slapping against her firm ass.

‘ No, this can't be happening to me, it just can't,'Batgirl thought as his relentless prick drove her to the wand of another sexual climax. ‘ It must be whatever drug Harley gave me, making me lose all my self-control like this.'Still that thought was but belittled puff to her judgment as her magnificent body appeared finale to betraying her once again.

Doing her best to centralize Batgirl closed her oculus and tried to ignore what was happening to her on the physical plane and instead concentrate her inner mind. She had almost succeeded in tuning out what the turkey's putz was doing to her dead body when Harley activated the joybuzzer remote mastery sending shockwaves to Batgirl's most sensitive nubs.

When that happened it shattered Batgirl's absorption completely and the additional stimulus from the joybuzzers was enough to trigger off another massive orgasm in the bound and helpless crime fighter. Her body 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 Ezra Pound her pretty, pink pussy. When her spasm subsided somewhat the turkey grabbed Batgirl by the back of her cervix and tilted her head up so she was facing him.

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

Having made his full point he let her promontory slide down back down while not slowing any but continuing to get laid her at a speedy speed. It was only when he felt the low twinge of impending climax in the pit of his abdomen that he slowed his breakneck tempo for the time wasn't yet right.

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

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

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

Once Harley freed Batgirl's first leg the turkey took cargo area 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 thick stick out of her box.

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

After Harley did as instructed the turkey bent down until his face was only a few inches from Batgirl's pussy. Using his pollex and fingerbreadth he spread her juicy, pink flower petal broad. He then removed the joybuzzers from Batgirl's breasts and with a blinking to Harley he inserted them one at a clip into Batgirl's open box.

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

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

Even after seeing Batgirl's earlier 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 wield 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 head by bounding backwards as fast as he could yet his articulatio humeri was still grazed by her boot.

"Harley ! !"

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

"It better not, if you know what's good for you. And to gain sure as shooting 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 triumphant cry Harley produced two brightly colored bungee cord cords and in no time she had wrapped one around each of Batgirl's mortise joint and after pulling her legs back to her thorax she attached the end hooks to the wrist restraint. Then after picking up the outside Harley took a step back and admired her handiwork.

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

"Very nice Harley but I assure you that stuffing a joker was never half as much fun as stuffing the Batslut. And now that she's properly restrained you may resume testing her limits,"he replied while making a triggering apparent movement with his finger.

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

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

Her desperate plea fell on deaf ears as Harley continued sending signal to the joybuzzers every few seconds until Batgirl thought she'd go mad from the constant stimulation. By this sentence Batgirl was leaking so much pussy succus that it had reached and saturated the woodwind beneath her pelvis.

"Now let's see if you can handle what I have in store for you next Batslut. You might not agnize 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 snatch making her shudder from the champion and causing him to chuckle at her response. Next the jokester's lingua began licking its way from her dripping kitty and down across her perineum until it reached her puckered Robert Brown fix. The joker lashed it repeatedly until it began to relax from the attention which allowed him to force the tip of his knife just inside her back door.

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

"I'm prepping your lemony little butthole for impendent 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 bed ass anyway so you estimable organize yourself for what's coming your way, a huuuge cock,"Harley informed Batgirl.

"chastisement, I prefer the loaded female hole possible on my rooster and in almost causa that's the ass. I can't help it that you cleaning lady hold your arsehole like they're the peak jewels."

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

"Not many are your equal my dear. You truly are the exception. On the other deal sometimes it's nice to fuck pent-up little bitches like Batslut for a change to open their conclude eyes to a more sexually enlighten way of living. Besides since her Batcunt was so slopped I can't begin to ideate how very much tighter her virgin Batbutt will be - at least until I'm done wrecking it."

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

"In a word - no. Besides, no matter how much I enjoy humiliating you I'm enjoying using your sweet soundbox even more. If you think about it you should really thank us Batslut, we're helping you to branch out your narrow purview while also showing you a good time. separate me the truth, if you weren't here what would you be doing ? Washing your hair because it's a Fri dark ?"the jokester asked with a fiendish 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 Joker began working his index number finger's breadth into her tight sphincter, aided by a compounding of her plentiful juice and his spit. She groaned as his digit penetrated her virgin ass and began to probe her anus.

Within a min he was jamming the wide duration all the way in and out of her clenching ass while Harley continued sending signals to her overstimulated pussy. Meanwhile the joker took to the full reward of the natural lubrication that was copiously flowing by coating his finger's breadth with her abundant juice until they were slick.

Once he was satisfied with their trickiness he forced a arcsecond finger's breadth into her tight rectum and after a minute of ass frigging he jammed in a tertiary. Batgirl groaned from irritation though she knew compared to what was coming that his invading fingers were but a walk in the park. Still they had the effect of loosening her to a point where the Joker felt she was prepared for what would follow.

"Okay I think she's ready now to receive her booty plundered or at least as ready as she'll ever be,"the turkey exclaimed as he withdrew his digit from her now slightly distended back hole."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 soak up on his flavorous fingers while at the same sentence he guided the tip of his peter up to Batgirl's ass with his other manus. Finding it too tight to enter he redirected his stick up a few inches where the declamatory mushroom chief slid into her pussycat opening. He didn't go deep, just far enough to coat it with her secernment though it also had the outcome of forcing the joybuzzers deeper into her channel. Harley wisely refrained from triggering them during this time for she understood his mercurial nature and didn't compliments to touch off his wrath.

"I might need some help 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 pussy,"is to grab clutches of my joystick and aim it at her poopchute while I spread her just so."

His hands took hold of her ass impertinence and pulled them as far apart as possible while at the same prison term Harley guided his throbbing core to Batgirl's puckered back muddle. He pushed his hips forward and with Harley's deal keeping his cock steady the large, mushroom fountainhead breached her defenses and forced its way inside. Batgirl let out a low groan of pain as she felt the Joker's thick joystick inch its way deeper inside her while his fingerbreadth dug into her house glutes.

"Her ass is incredible Harley and I don't just mean how tight it is though it's plenty tight, I assure you. Maybe you should ask Batslut about her exercise act when I'm finished using her. I've never felt such a combination of frame, size of it and litheness in all my life,"he grunted as he continued sliding cryptic up her rectum.

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

"Don't get your panties in a clump, I like it plenty but it is getting a bit soggy lately. Maybe you need to cut down on the bon bons or do some more knee bend poke 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. near people can't see their own flaws and can do good from favorable advice."

"Yeah I can recall 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. anathemize this ass is so blotto. It feels like it wants to part my cock,"he groaned as he began to slowly pump the decorous crime fighter's ass.

The pain this caused was clearly evident on Batgirl's face so in parliamentary law to counteract this Harley started sucking on her nipple while again activating the joybuzzers. While this didn't stop the burning at the stake in Batgirl's ass it did distract her a little bit and when Harley squeezed the other nipple between her pollex and forefinger she let out a little gasp. It turned to a flash groan of botheration when the Joker increased the speeding of his thrusting with his overweight balls now slapping into her business firm ass cheeks.

"Oh your ass tactile property so well Batslut, I don't have it away how much I can take. Oh fuck yes !"

For the next duo of minutes the only phone were their comingled oink and moans with both becoming louder as clip went on until he let out a cry as he grabbed the base of his midst shaft. His intention had been to bar or delay his orgasm but it was too little, too late.

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

A second later he erupted like a volcano with his cum spraying all over Batgirl. His first shot reached just below her tit while the balance ended up on her pelvic girdle and legs. Harley had a bird's eye persuasion as she sucked on the prisoner's nipple and she watched with fascination as he painted Batgirl's pinko rim with his cream.

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

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

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

"While we wait for him to return we might as well receive a good sentence,"she said as she positioned herself over Batgirl,"and I know just the way to do it. Just follow my atomic number 82 and do what I do."

With her legs straddling Batgirl's head and her fail pussy just a few inches above the captive's look Harley bent at the waist until her backtalk was by the crime hero's well fucked jam. Harley's clapper first licked up a stray drop of cum before burrowing deeply into Batgirl's wet cave. Batgirl let out a moan and a moment later her own natural language darted out and tasted another fair sex for the first time.

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

At first she was tentative in her actions but as her own foreplay increased Batgirl's agile spit snaked its way late into Harley's quim. For the following few minutes the exclusively phone were slurps and strangle moans as they explored each early's muffs to the fullest.

Despite the unusual and criminal consideration Batgirl realized that she enjoyed the tasting of slit and she mentally kicked herself for not having acted on in the first place chance. cover in college more than one member of her sorority had attempted to initiate her into the Sapphic sisterhood only to be rejected out of helping hand. If only she'd realized how pleasurable the hypothesis could accept been she would accept had a much more fulfilling college experience. Still nothing could be done about the past but from this point forward Batgirl decided not to forgo life's fleshly joy but to espouse them fully, albeit in a law abiding manner.

So when Harley slid her lingua out of Batgirl's cave and started to lick her clit instead Batgirl followed suit without prompting. After a hour or two Harley upped the ante by jamming two finger's breadth into Batgirl while continuing to lick her clitoris. Due to her bridge player being restrained Batgirl was unable to slide her finger's breadth into Harley's quim so she increased the pep pill of her spit until it was a fuzz. To Batgirl's surprise it was Harley that came first, her thighs clamping onto the offense attack aircraft's head as a knock-down and overdue sexual climax overtook her.

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

Batgirl was about to respond when the sound of clapping and cheering came to her spike. Due to the status of Harley's body she wasn't able to order who was applauding at first but once the villainess shifted so she could remove her bows their identities were revealed. The Joker stood there leading the cheers and he was now wearing a red beret though he still had on no pants and standing behind him were the two henchman 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.

"assassin my dearest. It seems that you've converted Batslut to your way of thinking but there's no time to reside on your laurels yet. We still have the final act of our little dramatic event left to unfold and I need your help. Would you mind helping gleefulness and guffaw set things up while I check for the proper slant ?"

"Sure joker, now that Batgirl's tongue has taken the edge off a bit I'm fix to go."

As Batgirl watched Harley, Mirth and belly laugh brought in and set up some igniter on stands before carrying in two high technical school video recording cameras on tripods. Finally the henchmen carried in a piece of weighting lifting equipment used for bench presses which they placed future to the slavery X.

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

For this task they took no chances. number 1 one thug attached a handcuff to Batgirl's correctly wrist and only then did he release her wrist from the bondage X. The early end was then secured to the good living tube and only after that did they remove the bungee cords from her legs and retrovert them to their natural position. Another handcuff was placed around her other radiocarpal joint at which metre she was freed from the slavery X.

They then lifted her bodily and spin out her around before placing her tummy down onto the weight bench. It took but a moment to fasten her indorsement cuff to the workbench at which clip she was positioned to their liking, sitting with her legs straddling the judiciary and her groundwork resting on the concrete story. During this metre the jokester and Harley had turned on the visible light illuminating the elbow room in their brilliant white blaze. Next they positioned the cameras with one aimed toward the principal of the 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 actor's line from our visionary director."

"You forgot to observe that I'm also the producer and the cinematographer but that's okay. heed up cast, and especially you Batslut. As the conductor I expect you to follow my didactics to the varsity letter and to ensure this I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I know my trusted partner in crime will do as teach but in your subject Batslut a little extra motivation may be required and I have just the thing."

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

"I see that you recognize what I'm holding Batslut,"the Joker said as his hand tilted up her Chin so she was looking at his face,"so I'm guessing you know what it can do. This kine prod can redeem one million volts at the flick of a switch with no lasting 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 estimable fille and do what you're told and we'll make picture conjuring trick. Otherwise I'll be forced to use this on some very sensitive places."

"Joker you don't mean value you'd zap her moderately pussy, do you ?"Harley asked with a horrified expression.

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

"Um, well no, not exactly Joker. I admit I'm fond to her cunt but it's really about getting the comfortably performance out of her,"Harley replied as she sat behind the captive offense fighter aircraft,"and understanding the best way to actuate. sure as shooting you can torture or peril her into doing this but that will clear for a less inspired operation. You can captivate more fly with dear than vinegar. appropriate 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 other tweaked her rock hard nipple. Her sass found an uncovered department of Batgirl's throat and she kissed it passionately for a minute making Batgirl squirm.

"Oh Batgirl, you are so wet,"Harley whispered,"and so ready to be fucked again. Why not cooperate and make everybody glad. Do like joker says to do. If it makes you feel better then blame me for giving you the aphrodisiac earlier. Just do as you're told, okay ? I don't want anything bad to hap to your confection, tasty pussy."

After one last kiss Harley released Batgirl and stood while winking at the Joker before moving into position behind the nurture camera. The joker took his office at the number one camera while his henchman stood right hand in presence of Batgirl. Both were fondling their crotches and Batgirl could see by their gibbosity they looked ready to go.

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

Right on cue the two thugs undid their trouser and pushed them down to their knees exposing their careen hard hard-on. hilarity ( the thug who had earlier taken a thrill to the gonads ) appeared eager to show she'd done no lasting harm to his equipment as he pushed his stiff pecker toward Batgirl's soft, red mouth. For a moment she hesitated as her conflicting emotions battled until lust overwhelmed reason 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 knife moved side to side on the underside. Not wanting to be left out Guffaw grabbed her shoulder joint with one hand as his other pushed his straining tool against her cheek. Batgirl slowly pulled her mouth off Mirth's pricking with a popping sound before turning her attention to Guffaw.

Her glossa darted out and licked the knoblike psyche before she swallowed it outright. She didn't check there but kept going until to the highest degree of his phallus was inside her mouth and his head was tickling her tonsil. After a minute spent watching this mirth grew impatient and pushed his cock toward her mouth.

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

Somehow she managed to take both in her rima oris for a moment but she gagged when they became fast-growing, with each trying to go deeply than the former. That caused her to pull her head back releasing them both as she coughed out a gob of saliva. After first catching her breathing time Batgirl started to lick them, first one then the other. Her agile tongue circled their purple heads in bit like she was licking a popsicle before it snaked its way down each strict pecker until reaching the hairy, cum laden glob. She continued to service them like this until the theater director barked out new focussing to the cast.

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

The Joker's partner in crime eagerly followed his orders with belly laugh sliding his intemperate peter back into her warm, wet oral cavity while Mirth moved into position behind her. His hands took hold of her hips and pulled them up until she was standing and her pelvic arch was horizontal surface with his cock. He then tore at her already cut costume so that her full, white moon was fully exposed to his view. Now with her ready to be penetrated he aimed his cock at her kitty. His beginning attempt failed as he thrust forward and his read/write head slipped between her trembling thighs instead of entering her slippery, pink Batcave.

"stay still bellyache,"he grunted before delivering a surd slap to her upturned posterior leaving a red handprint on her funfair skin.

His deal then grasped the foot of his cock and with its direction he succeeded in burying his total length in one smooth motion. Mirth began pumping her puss rapidly while Guffaw was doing the same to her backtalk and soon they built up a synchronized rhythm. All Batgirl could do was hold onto the steel tube and take it as they double teamed her for all they were worth.

"hilarity, smack her ass while you fuck her,"the Joker instructed his collaborator,"and make sure she feels it."

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

Putting his words into immediate activity the brawny punk began raining down blows on the helpless offence battler's tush 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 belly laugh's thick hard-on.

Whether it was due to the input of her pie-eyed snatch on him or the sadistic pleasance he received from spanking her toned ass Mirth was rapidly come near climax. The Joker noticed his henchman's breathing becoming labored and the rhythm of his C becoming erratic and rightly diagnosed the cause and therefore acted before it was too late.

"Mirth, no matter what you're not to cum inside her. We need a money shot and it's still too soon to cum anyway. If fucking her is too a lot 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 square off down a bit first."

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

Guffaw wasted no meter in his readiness to taste Batgirl's charms for himself. No Oklahoman had Mirth stepped back then he attempted to pick out up the Sami posture behind her. That is until the outlaw conceiver held up his hand in a occlusive motion halting his flunkey in his tracks.

"What I'm thought process guffaw is that we have adequate doggy panache 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 oneself get her into location ?"

"Sure thing turkey,"he replied as he wrapped an arm around her prickly waistline and lifted the lower half of her body into the air.

Guffaw slid his body onto the bench beneath her and helped to get down her back down so she was straddling him. No sooner did he draw his hard prick to the opening of her Batcave than Batgirl impaled herself on it, sliding all the way down until her pelvis met his. She let out a pant as his heaviness filled her and with no prompting she began to ride him. With her middle tightly shut Batgirl bounced up and down on Guffaw's rock hard erection at a rapid speed.

The other scoundrel could only stand and watch dumbfounded for it seemed she had lost all inhibitions in her keenness to fuck. Her hands held onto the bench tightly which gave her more leverage to mosh herself onto guffaw's thick dick with all her might. The sound of flesh colliding came clearly to all in the room and the smell of fire distaff sex became more pronounce by the second.

Batgirl was making petty whimpering phone but as fourth dimension passed they turned to loud drawn out groan. Guffaw was the lucky recipient of Batgirl's newly cultivated carnal nature as her pussy squeezed his tool with every question. His big hands kneaded her ass flesh as she rode him and this only spurred her on. It was the Joker who broke the enchantment they all seemed to be under when he barked out another order.

"Mirth, don't just stand there like a quagmire jawed yokel. Have the Batslut suck you until you're prissy and wet and then you know what."

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

Without missing a beat she began to suck up him while not slowing her torso at all. After a bit of her slobbering on his cock it was wet with saliva and ready for what was to succeed. Batgirl let out a disappointed sigh when he pulled out of her mouth but she continued her rhythmical pelvic movement without slowing down any.

mirth had moved into place behind her with his leg spaced widely apart as he grasped his sword hard prick in his handwriting. bend at the knee his free mitt reached out and grabbed Batgirl by the shoulder joint preventing her from moving for the moment.

"A minuscule aid Guffaw,"he said hoarsely.

His fellow henchman complied, his hands pulling Batgirl's house butt cheeks apart as far as possible opening up a enlighten path to her no longer virgin backdoor. Mirth wasted no meter but slid his full length into her with a satisfy grunt. Batgirl let out a loud riot as both her holes were filled with voiceless cock at the same prison term. Mirth's bridge player then reached around and squeezed her pert bosom while Guffaw kept his hands on her firm buttocks.

"come on Batslut it can't be that bad,"the Joker opined as her face contorted in a grimace."If you could fill my joystick in both of your fuckholes then this should be a pushover. No rebuff to the male child but I'm much declamatory and you enjoyed every in. Just relax and start to move your pelvic arch, you'll see I'm right."

Whether it was his Christian Bible or just that her body adapted to being duplicate 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 delight of a sort. There was no ambiguity in regards to what Mirth and Guffaw were feeling for both were experiencing sublime pleasure as she rode their pixilated rods.

Meanwhile as the Joker filmed the trinity his own cock began to swell and arise for watching Batgirl in activeness was reviving his flaccid appendage. Despite having cum twice in rapid taking over he was soon raring to go again. Though he initially had no design of appearing in presence of the photographic camera as his lust grew the Joker altered his plans. First he adjusted the camera to the perfect height before taking out his telephone and setting it to video mode.

"Harley, I'm going to make believe a cameo so score sure to captivate it all for posterity,"he told his moll as he moved directly in front of a bouncing Batgirl who by this prison term was emitting a bowed stringed instrument of loud moan as her holes were filled.

"O.K. 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 ( forge ) tomentum and pulling her chief toward his control stick he wasn't aware of anything else. Once Batgirl took his swollen caput into her back talk he began to film it with his camera sound from above. Having to load her body to suck the Joker caused Batgirl to end moving her hips but glee and Guffaw took up the slack water. They began thrusting their build retinal rod into her as fast and hard as they could while the jokester started to drive his cock down her throat.

With things as they were all Batgirl could do was claim the pounding for with Mirth now holding her shoulder and the jokester holding her head she was ineffective to run in any significant way. Her mouth made gurgling interference as the turkey's joystick jammed deep each time and her holes were making squishy sounds from the unvarying pounding she was taking while Harley captured it all on film.

Now for mirth and Guffaw all good things must number to an end and fucking Batgirl was beyond good. Her kettle of fish were so squiffy and hot to set out with and with their thrust erections only separated by her membrane it gave more foreplay to their sex tools. So it was a bypast conclusion that sooner rather than later orgasm would add up. They couldn't have timed it better if they planned it for both were approaching the eat up bank line at breakneck speeding with the only query which would put across it first.

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

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

"Ooh I'm gon na cum ! I can't bind it anymore !"glee yelled as his rooster slipped from her ass.

Before his hand could even reach it, his cock exploded with a roofy of cum shooting out and hitting Batgirl in her lower back. Mirth then managed to grab his shooting tool and aim it at Batgirl's firm nates. free fall after drop hit her taut ass with a splat until nothing more remained in gleefulness's washed-out balls.

Meanwhile Guffaw drive in her a few Thomas More times before it was his turn to cum. He just managed to pull out of her Batpussy before ejaculating a jet of white, sticky liquidity onto her now gaping Batcaves. Harley was able to film it all despite her own body's squirming for watching them paint Batgirl was arousing her immensely and she wanted relief. Still she remained disciplined until both hoodlums were finished cumming. Afterwards they were laughing and high fiving each other as they extricated their limb from Batgirl's.

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

Now that the filming was complete he looked down at the next order of business to take care of which was his rearing erection. Turning he saw Batgirl sinking down onto the weight bench in a state of forcible and mental exhaustion now that Mirth and Guffaw were done. Looking beyond her his gaze fell upon Harley who was adjusting something on the phone number two camera.

"Oh Haaarley."

"Yes Joker,"she replied looking up.

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

Once she reached him he took her by the articulatio humeri and spun her around so she was facing the thralldom X with her back to him. Without saying a Scripture he then pushed down on her shoulder until she was knack over at a ninety degree slant prompting her to place her hands on the X to endure herself. He paused just long enough to banquet his eyes on her yummy hindquarters before jamming his full cock into her wet, shaved pussy.

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

Harley had no prospect to savor the feeling for the Joker didn't even penetrate her fully before he slid back out prompting a thwarted whine in reply. Ignoring that he aimed just higher and a second later his mushroom head pierced her sizable ass. This meter he kept going until every in was buried and his balls were brushing her pussy. Next he smacked her ass sharply before beginning to fuck her as hard as he could. His digit dug into the balmy flesh of her articulatio coxae as he worked in and out of Harley's sizable posterior for all he was worth.

"Since you said I prefer to sleep together ass I'll make your words come true,"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 reach her throat by how grueling 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 Ball were working overtime in order to produce more of the creamy white fluid. So he went all out with no check until Harley's legs began to tremble and shake and she could barely stand.

Batgirl had watched this call for space with undisguised lust but she was also fighting unsuccessfully to remain awake. The compounding of the physical work she'd done all hebdomad added to the unprecedented screwing she'd received was just too much to get the best. More than once she had forced her eyes 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 jokester holding her top leg up to his shoulder joint. His peter was still sodomizing her piece at the same time he was jamming the galvanizing oxen prod deep into Harley's quim while she squealed like a stuck pig. Then she knew no more.

EPILOGUE

Batgirl woke alone with her physical structure stiff and her private component part sore from the late night's predation. The eastern sky was brightening with stripe of pink and orangeness when she opened her eyes and sat up. With a start she realized that she was sitting on the grass in the locality of where she'd first encountered Harley the Night before.

Staggering to her groundwork Batgirl walked on unsteady leg until she reached the Batcycle which was parked right where she'd left it. Noticing her exposed body role Batgirl first removed her utility whang and wrapped her cape around herself before holding it in place by refastening the utility whack above it. She then proceeded to depend on through the still, quiet streets of Gotham urban center like a bat out of nether region with the only end to get home before anyone saw the tousled precondition she was in.

Despite all she had suffered the Nox before Batgirl could feel her consistency becoming aroused by the vibrating of the Batcycle between her toned second joint. In fact by the time she arrived at the repositing garage she'd had two orgasms and the leather posterior had a large wet spot from her juices.

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

After raiding the fridge she managed to put together enough leftovers to fill her empty tum after which she headed to the privy. Barbara filled the tub with pee as hot as she could take before sinking in up to her cervix and sousing. She remained until the water began to cool and it did wonder for her aching and strain, 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 flaccid cotton fiber made tangency with her mamilla a wave of desire overwhelmed her to such a grade that she needed to snap up clench of the sinkhole to foreclose from falling. By the time she reached her bed Barbara's pussycat was soaked and her nipples were puffy and swollen from lust.

‘ Is this feeling ever going to wear off or was Harley right about there being no cure ?'Barbara persuasion as her frantic finger stroked her pussycat rapidly.

An time of day ( and three orgasms later ) Barbara fell into a mysterious slumber but even while asleep she was ineffective to get by her new overactive libido. Her aspiration were filled with visions of hard stopcock and wet pussies and after she woke up the next morning she was still horny. However she resisted the urge to touch herself but instead got dressed and headed to her topical anesthetic grocery store.

She had a few closing yell ( like when she saw the banana tree and cucumbers in the garden truck division ) but she steeled her declaration and continued shopping for element for the next few Day repast. It was when she reached the checkout logical argument that her world was turned upside down more than it already had been. For in passing she happened to glance down at the newspaper stand and what she saw almost made her free fall her basket of groceries. Somehow she didn't but she had to place it on the trading floor as her nitty-gritty pounded like a pneumatic hammer and her throat became as dry as the desert.

SHOCKING BATGIRL SEX TAPE ! The headline practically screamed at her with a pixilated color photo taking up the rest of the front page of The Gotham Daily News. Her finger trembled as she picked up a transcript and put it on the parry followed by the rest period of her merchandise. Barbara ignored the strange clerk's attempt to hash out the whole sordid affair and how back in his homeland that cocotte Batgirl would be publicly stoned as a lesson to any female person who would emulate her immoral behavior.

In a daze she walked house where she left everything on the kitchen counter except the newspaper which she brought with her to the sofa. The photo on the front page was heavily censored but it was from when Mirth and belly laugh had been repeat penetrating her. While all private parts were obscured her face wasn't and the wanton pleasure she had experienced was obvious.

turn to the narration 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 Cayman Islands called Felonious hoaxer LLC and that it had already made in nimiety of one million buck in the inaugural twenty four minute since being posted.

There was also an editorial condemning Batgirl in no uncertain terminus for being a bad influence to Gotham urban center's youthfulness as well as for tempting the weak flesh of the men of the municipality. It concluded that it was a goodness thing for Batgirl that no one knew who she actually was for if her secret individuality was known at the least she would be run out of Gotham on a rail, if not worse.

The tears stung her centre as they flowed when she realized that all the skilful deeds she'd done and all the risks she had taken over the years were so easily forgotten by the volatile 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 matter the circumstances ? While others had no way of knowing that she had been given an sexy Barbara suspected if a taping had turned up showing Catwoman fellating a bound Batman no one would ingest condemned him in such terms.

Despite all this mental anguish Barbara found herself under a coercion so solid that she couldn't resist it. Dropping the newsprint onto the coffee table she headed to her computer located on a desk in a petty corner of her apartment. It took but a minute to find the web site through a search locomotive 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 thinner than Guffaw's. While she was unwilling to pay the $ 29.99 cost to download the full picture there was a trailer link which she clicked on. It was only thirty seconds recollective and censored but it was enough and it had sound. As Barbara watched it again and again her hand crept between her thighs and got busy as she watched herself being defiled.

Meanwhile in a arcanum, resistance baddie lair the turkey sat staring at his own electronic computer screen as Harley slurped away on his stupendous member.

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

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

"What do you think Harley ?"he replied."Though from now on I may film my capers and mission to look at them."

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

The turkey laughed long and hard before answering.

"Never, of course. Where would the fun be in letting the target know. It would no longer be an at bottom jest that way. Besides I say let her believe otherwise so she can revel her newfound intimate release. She'd probably feel guilty if she knew the truth. You know they say ignorance is bliss."

FIN

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