The Joker's On Batgirl

foundation : tending - this work of fiction contains scenes of funny Word violence, super villainous rape and bad puns. It is not a"safe blank space"and no doubtfulness abounds with micro and mega aggressiveness. If reading this will cause you to visit the fainting sofa or get the vapors then by all way don't read. Stick to something more to your tastes, I wouldn't want to misplace rest bedevilment you might require therapy or counseling due to my falsify mind. To those that wish to read, enjoy my yield on superhero fanfiction.

RIP Yvonne Craig

Barbara Gordon was about to get down the endorsement aspirin pad of paper when she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. Putting the shabu of Milk River down on the kitchen counter the Cy Young womanhood peered out the window to verify what she'd seen. Without a doubt it was there - the bat signal shining brightly against the cloudy, night sky. She knew that meant there was trouble in Gotham City and assistant was needed but she also knew something the law didn't - that Batman was out of town.

It had been a few days earlier when both she and the cap crusader had attended an event to advance the youth of Gotham City to go more physically active and he'd confided in her that he needed to travel to a justice conference coming together over the weekend. Batman had even joked that with crime being so low recently it felt like he was no longer needed in Gotham metropolis. And now this.

Well luckily he wasn't the only masked law-breaking fighter around she thought as she headed to her bedchamber. Fifteen minutes later after changing into her skintight costume and applying her physical composition she slipped out the windowpane of her ground base apartment into the back alley behind the building. After rolling the Batcycle from her nearby lease garage she rode a short distance to where she found a rare working payphone. A minute later she heard the oh, so familiar spokesperson 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 placard that the bat signaling has been sent and I wished to extend my services to Gotham City."

"well that's very praiseworthily of you young madam but this could be a dangerous military mission which is why I've summoned Batman."

Sighing to herself, Barbara thought that though she dearly loved her Father of the Church he had some very old fashioned, sexist attitudes toward gender part. It was for this reason that he approved of her job as school principal librarian at Gotham City's master branch and why he had arriere pensee about women crime fighters, including female person police ship's officer. In fact it was only after a lawsuit that section insurance policy had been changed allowing female officers to solve the streets instead of being cooped up inside station houses doing filing and other clerical work.

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

Though normally gung ho about any opportunity to prove she was the equal of men, ( and perhaps in some little way to win her Father of the Church's favorable reception even if he didn't realize who she was ) on that item Friday nighttime Barbara just wanted to retire early on and rest. The library had been in the midst of re-organizing the character reference part and the attractive vernal woman had spent the past few days moving dense tomes from one bookcase to another. Her cover, branch and shoulders ached from the 1000 of British pound she had toted and her lower half was fatigued from the C of trips she had made up and down the ladder to the higher shelves.

"Not in Gotham city you say. That is catastrophic indeed ! Perhaps this is against my better discernment but I don't feel this can expect the two sidereal 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 Joker confined at Arkham psychiatric 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 lights out but sometime after that he disappeared. They have been conducting a exhaustive lookup of the terra firma trying to receive and re-capture him and hadn't released the selective information in order of magnitude to deflect causing an unnecessary panic but it seems he's already reached Gotham City."

"That's terrible Commissioner but I'll do my advantageously to settle him before he goes into hiding or speculative 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 supporter. Chief O'Hara and I will be here all night and we have a especial task military force assembled ready to respond at a moment's notice."

Fat fortune of that she thought to herself as she hung up the phone. If Gotham's finest were up to the task of capturing the joker then there would be no penury to mobilise a masked vigilante. Barbara knew they could handle mundane crime like burglary and purse snatchings but supervillains were beyond their capabilities. What she had to do was forget her own nagging aches and pain sensation and get a indefatigable criminal offence fighting machine until the terror to Gotham city was neutralized.

Her motorcycle roared to biography when her eminent reheel bang hit the bang starter and a minute later she was cruising along the mean streets of Gotham searching for her prey. A thorough search of Duke Wayne Botanical Gardens turned up nothing so she continued to the Reservoir but after circling it she was still no finisher to finding the joker than she had been before.

Barbara decided to then mark the adjoining Robinson parking lot before calling it a night and resuming her search early the next day. She had covered the legal age of the park when her sharp spike caught what sounded like a muffled cry. Whether it had to do with the jokester or not she didn't know but if someone was in trouble her obligation was clear to do what she could to help.

sexual climax to a halt she killed the engine to better listen when the sound was repeated originating from somewhere past a copse of tree diagram on her result face. Leaving the Batcycle by the side of the path she sprinted in the direction of the cry until she burst out of the trees and into the clarification beyond where a shocking scene greeted her. Two muscular tough were dragging a Brigham Young, shapely, blonde toward a nearby parking area terrace and from the torn and rumpled state of her clothing it seemed unclutter what their evil intent were.

"Unhand that fair sex and yielding you villains or I won't be responsible for the effect,"Batgirl called out as she rushed toward them with fire in her eyes.

"gleefulness, it's Batgirl, let's fill a powder,"one of the strong-armer called out to his Confederate in a frightened tone.

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

"Bad motility,"Batgirl exclaimed though she had no time to say More for the first hoodlum was upon her.

She just managed to duck him as he hurtled past when the bit crook arrived throwing a wild haymaker which she ducked. Before he could retrieve Batgirl delivered a crushing gripe to his groin which dropped him in his tracks, his side turning as flannel as a tack. Just then the commencement attacker returned from behind and wrapped his brawny, tattooed weapons system around her lithe form so tightly that the breathing spell was forced from her lungs.

Batgirl had no luck prying his hands apart so she instead used her learning ability - and understructure. She drove her high gear heel as hard as she could into his instep and was rewarded by a grunt of pain as well as his hold loosening about her svelte midsection. Taking advantage she then twisted her waist while at the same time swinging her elbow joint back and up catching him squarely in the jaw with all her power.

It took a endorse such puff for him to release her, at which time he staggered back trying to bring in his head. Knowing that she was tiring fast Batgirl wasted no time but instead pressed forward while he was back on his bounder. She feinted a kicking toward his groin and once he lowered his paw in an attempt to close up her attack Batgirl pivoted and delivered a withering roundhouse kick to his unprotected head.

That sent the vicious sprawling to the turf with a thud, allowing her to catch her hint for the moment. Batgirl adjacent turned her attention to the dupe to see if she was okay. The woman seemed unharmed and was sitting on the Bench watching everything unfold with an enigmatical formula on her middling face.

"Are you all right ma'am ? Can you motivate ?"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 pillowcase there are more toughie lurking about. I don't have it away how many more I can deal tonight,"Batgirl stated though what she didn't mention was that these crook appeared to work for the Joker, so where was the deplorable Bos now ?

"Well thank you for your helper. It was very brave of you coming to my aid. What's the world coming to when a lady can't direct a stroll in Gotham City on a fine summer night,"the blonde said as she attempted to tug her torn, Joseph Black miniskirt down enough to cover her hopeful, red panties.

"cum on girl, no prison term to dally talking. We really should inform the constabulary what happened and get you somewhere so you can be checked out,"Batgirl said while scanning the park for any hidden danger.

"Of course, of course of instruction, I understand. Just give me a instant to fix myself,"the char answered as she checked her visual aspect with a covenant she had removed from her purse.

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

"Quinn, its Ms. Harley Quinn and we have all the time in the world Batgirl,"the blond replied redress 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 relieve of her and sent another cloud of white dust straight toward the caped crime fighter.

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

Harley easily evaded the faint crusade and watched as Batgirl crumpled to the pasturage in front man of her. The last thing Batgirl remembered before everything went black was seeing two yoke of legs and shoes approach. One set was the high heeled red stilettos and disgraceful stocking clad ramification of Harley while the other was a large pair of black and white men's wingtip shoes and purple dress slackness.

The first thing Batgirl felt when she regained cognisance was a dull, throbbing pain in her promontory which was followed by a blinding short shining in her eye. After a moment the sparkle was removed but the pain in the neck persisted and she could now discover the grumbling of voices above her. Focusing her creative thinker Batgirl managed to overcome her freak out sufficiency to force her eyes open, though once she had part of her bid she hadn't.

From what she could see it appeared she was in a dank underground bedroom with a dampness, vaulted ceiling and rough, unpainted concrete walls. Standing above her to the right wing was the arch-villain Joker with his arm wrapped around the waspish waist of his malevolent sidekick Harley Quinn, now dressed in her familiar black and red jester costume. It was unmanageable to see much more because she was restrained flat on her rachis. Turning her caput as much as she could Batgirl saw that both her carpus and ankles were securely strapped to what looked like a heavy, wooden X suspended a few pes above the floor.

"Welcome back to the state of the living Batgirl,"the turkey 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 concerns Batbroad and to be precise it wasn't you that I wanted but rather Batbrain. However I'm adaptable enough to roll with the biff so I've already adjusted my design to speculate the new reality. What calamitous amusement I had in store for Batbrain and his boy foul-up won't work with you due to difference of opinion in trunk 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."

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

Her hand emerged holding a syringe and a small vial of well-defined liquid state. After filling the syringe she rubbed an alcohol wipe on Batgirl's bare cervix that was between her cowl and mantle then aimed the needle there.

"Don't vexation, this is just to counter the effects of the knockout powder honey. No penury to panic, it will accept away your headache,"she told the captive as the needle pierced Batgirl's smooth, unflawed skin.

Once she had administered the counter agent the villainess produced another ampule of liquid which soon was injected into the helpless crime champion but Harley still wasn't finished. Pulling yet another phial from her bag the felon psychiatrist smiled evilly as she prepared to move over Batgirl the final needle.

"The instant injectant was just a mild brawn relaxant to better devise you for what's about to happen Batgirl but this death one you'll find quite interesting, I believe. It's a exceptional formula I've developed to twist even the most muffle, frigid, 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 tender pulp and the liquid coursed throughout her body.

"If you think that just because you give me some so name aphrodisiac that it will work me be a willing party to any of your sinister sexual perversion than you have no hint,"Batgirl said before the joker cut her off.

"No Batboobs, it's you that doesn't have a clew and by the way your tit come along to be spectacular. I can't wait to savor them,"he told her after which he reached down and roughly squeezed both tit 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 unforced or not. To tell the truth,"he said with his voice becoming a buirdly whisper,"I sort of prefer it if you're not leave, turns me on even more. That way when you're having multiple orgasms it will be the ultimate prank. Now let's see those tits."

bending down with an malign smiling the Joked removed a razor sharp scalpel from his jacket pocket and proceeded to slice a circular scratch in the material around Batgirl's redress boob. Once the R-2 was complete he did the same with the left field breast and when finished the supervillain pulled the fabric away exposing her considerable charms.

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

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

"wellspring then let's not languish any more time."

Without another news the criminal duo carried out on their threat with each placing their rima oris on a chest and going to solve. The jokester was rougher, biting Batgirl's pink nipple and pale chest flesh repeatedly whereas Harley used her quick lingua to have the sore nub but the answer were the same, two erect and aroused teat. Even worse for Batgirl was that the stimulation wasn't confined to her breasts but everything they did sent waves of joy pulsing toward her awakening loins.

"Oh contain you villains ! halt, I beg of you ! You know you're committing a severe criminal offense and you'll have to answer for it. Ooh ! Aaaah !"

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

Batgirl was ineffectual to answer and instead bit her lip because Harley, while continuing to flick Batgirl's mamilla with her pierced natural language, had slid her gloved hand down the lost woman's body and was stroking between her jailed legs with a retribution. The comely crime-fighter squirmed about trying to escape this care but due to her bound condition she was stillborn and could finger her lust increasing with each passing second.

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

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

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

"Time enough for your fun later. Now's the time for me to cum. kneeling down right here so she can get a well aspect of what she's about to receive and be ready about it."

Without saying another word Harley knelt before her mentor and took his quickly hardening cock in her hand and brought it to her open mouth. The Joker wasted no prison term but push up his hips forward driving his wide of the mark, growing turncock to the rear of her mouth. He then grabbed Batgirl by her head and twisted it so she was forced to stare at the seamy scene happening next to her.

Harley was eagerly impaling her backtalk onto the Joker's swelling extremity, taking as much as she could fit with each bob of her promontory. As his erection stiffened she angled her promontory so that she could deep throat it while staring up at him with adoration in her middle. He ignored her with the exception of using her oral cavity for his focus remained solely on Batgirl.

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

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

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

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

"Your turn,"he told Batgirl while slapping her boldness with his lumbering cock,"to breastfeed the joker's joystick. Say aaah."

Her only response was to clench her jaw while shooting daggers at him with her oculus. So from his inside cap pocket he produced a red, rubberize ball and a wooden clothespin. first he placed the ball between her knocker. Then quick as a striking serpent the Joker grabbed and squeezed her face with surprise strength forcing her mouth assailable. Before she could react Harley took the Lucille Ball and forced it into Batgirl's mouth and then placed a piece of surgical tape over her lips, effectively cutting off her air. The trap was staring when the Joker attached the clothespin to her nose preventing her from getting any oxygen that way.

Once her breathing was restricted he continued to slap and rub his intemperate pecker on her face with an occasional tweak of her intemperately nipple as his specialise centre studied her case. At first off he detected no obvious augury of soreness, no incertitude due to her bring forward breeding regime which enabled her to hold her breath tenacious than an average person could, but as time went on this changed. Her eyes began to dart about wildly and her fair complexion started to blush as her body demanded oxygen that was not forthcoming.

"Listen carefully Batgirl,"she heard him say as if from a far space,"you have two selection. One, you can preserve to refuse to service me and devolve out due to lack of O and possibly brook irreparable brain damage. At which breaker point I'll fuck your oral cavity and throat anyway. Or you could be a full little 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 thinking that penetrated her hazy mind was that she didn't want to become a vegetable for the rest of her aliveness and a onus 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 early viable choice Batgirl nodded her assent.

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

"You can number on that Batcunt. If you even hurt one pubic hair of my joker baby you'll regard you were dead because I'll make you suffer horribly before slowly killing you. But on the early script if you do as you're assure then we'll all have a marvelous fourth dimension together."

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

"Open wide Batslut ! I've been waiting to do this since the first prison term you foiled one of my genius architectural plan and now I shall accept my revenge. Bwaa ha ha !"

Grabbing his lance with one script and her masked straits with the early he slid into her wet rima oris as far as he could go. Batgirl felt her jaw stretched to its demarcation as the wide shaft reached her throat entrance before stopping.

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

As he slid in and out of her mouth Batgirl wriggled her natural language against him while noticing that he tasted of salt, musk and villainousness in equal measures. For a minute or so he kept up a dim pace, not pushing her too lots as her mouth 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 fuse pre-cum and Batsaliva as it did so.

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

His loyal henchwoman did as instructed, sliding the drawers down and off before carefully folding them at the creese. By the time Harley finished her labor the joker was already sodomizing Batgirl's mouth again though he had modified her placement. Where before her head had been turned sideways it was now hanging upside down past the wooden thralldom X, setting up a heterosexual tunnel from sass to throat and allowing him to jam the all extra -long length inside her.

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

Batgirl had minuscule alternative but to rest that way because of his thickness and as the Joker face 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 dyed green pubic hair brushing her entire 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 stagnate since removing her paramour's trousers but had picked up the scalpel and sliced through the fabric 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 sluttish ‘ cause she's going ranger and delay this out. Her os pubis don't match her head."

That was true for Batgirl's scarlet pilus was but a wig to aid disguise her secret identity while her neatly groomed pubic hairsbreadth was her own natural brunette color.

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

"fountainhead it's certainly wet down here and oh so pinko and pretty. But she's pretty nasty, I can barely get my pinky in her. Give me a few instant to unfold her up."

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

It's unlikely that she would have answered even if able to but with his big cock driving deep into her throat with every thrust it was out of the question. All she could do was lie there and take it as he jammed his joystick to its terminal point while her spittle seeped around his beam of light onto her brass and from there dripped to the floor below where it formed a small puddle.

Now despite her veto flavour toward Batgirl, Harley was enchanted as she gazed upon the crime fighter's exposed pussy. Though the Joker was her main squeezing she'd always had strong bisexual propensity and she found Batgirl to be very attractive and she couldn't wait to taste her pink.

So with her pinky already buried to her second knuckle Harley leaned in and kissed Batgirl's clitoris. When she did she felt the captive tingle beneath her. This inspired Harley to redouble her efforts and she sucked hard on the put up nubbin for a clock time while wiggling her pinkie inside Batgirl's tight burrow. For the next few moment Harley alternated between licking and sucking the wrapped clitoris while all the piece frigging Batgirl with her pinkie.

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

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

fasting as lightning Harley shifted her position so that she was no thirster licking Batgirl though she did keep her gloved fingers buried abstruse inside her pink yap. Her left deal reached out and took hold of her paramour's Lucille Ball while she moved her physical structure closer to his. Once the Joker pulled out of Batgirl's rima oris Harley's hand slid up his shaft and began to stroke it rapidly as it spewed cum.

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

Unable to contain herself Harley leaned down and began to lap up up the stray cum that had landed on Batgirl's fount rather than letting it go to blow until the turkey pulled her away by her fool hat. Knowing instinctively what he wanted she brought her backtalk to his tool and licked it clean before smiling up at him. He patted her drumhead before moving his soundbox into berth between Batgirl's bound legs while continuing to stroke his still rock firmly erection.

"Harley, take your fingers out of her snatch. It's metre to gape that Batpussy wide receptive with my joystick ! But starting time I have one More trick up my arm,"he told Batgirl with a leer.

Reaching into his crownwork pocket his deal emerged holding three little metal magnetic disk. He placed one succeeding to each of Batgirl's protruding teat then placed the third right on top of her erect piffling clit before removing a humble remote control from his pocket. He pressed the button and Batgirl writhed as the change joybuzzers sent jar from her mammilla and clit straight to the pleasure center of her brain.

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

Once he'd said that he grasped his thick shaft and pressed the swollen head to her wet pussy entrance. He pushed forward into her yielding frame until his bulbous read/write head penetrated her womanly fold then stopped. Batgirl could already feel herself being stretched beyond what she'd ever known in her limited sexual experience and she also knew it was just the beginning.

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

His moll wasted no clock time before moving into position and reaching her gloved hands down to assist the turkey as he worked his way inside Batgirl. Even with Harley's help it was still difficult to dawn deeply but with her assistance and Batgirl's natural juices he made steady progress until half of his monolithic electronic organ was within her.

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

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

Batgirl's emotions on the former handwriting 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 style she had never believed were possible. She wouldn't have imagined that another woman could take a crap 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 tool was stretching her pussy wide while sending waves of unutterable pleasure radiating across her captive trunk. Things only became worse when the Joker got tired of remaining still and began to travel his cock inside her. At first he only made pocket-sized handbill motions with his articulatio coxae which had the effect of encourage loosening her tight cunt muscles while at the Sami 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 hurl his fixed control stick in and out of her clenching Batcunt, slowly at first, though soon it became faster and rougher. His finger seized her rosehip and dug in like the talons of some bird of prey allowing him to Pound her even harder while also increasing his own enjoyment. Soon he was pulling all but his spongelike head out of her pussy before driving it back balls deep with each rapid thrusting. Batgirl could hear the wet sucking sounds as her soaked pussy greedily swallowed his olympian phallus as well as his prominent, with child clump slapping against her firm ass.

‘ No, this can't be happening to me, it just can't,'Batgirl thought as his relentless peter drove her to the verge of another orgasm. ‘ It must be whatever drug Harley gave me, making me suffer all my possession like this.'Still that thought was but small comforter to her mind as her magnificent soundbox appeared faithful to betraying her once again.

Doing her best to concentrate Batgirl closed her center and tried to cut what was happening to her on the physical plane and instead center her inside creative thinker. She had almost succeeded in tuning out what the joker's pecker was doing to her soundbox when Harley activated the joybuzzer remote ascendence sending shockwaves to Batgirl's most tender nubs.

When that happened it shattered Batgirl's tightness completely and the extra input from the joybuzzers was enough to trigger another monumental sexual climax in the bound and helpless crime champion. 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 pound her pretty, pink slit. When her cramp subsided somewhat the Joker grabbed Batgirl by the vertebral column of her neck opening and tilted her heading up so she was facing him.

"Open your eyes Batslut and acknowledge that you're defeated. My big cock is now your maestro 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 turncock craving Batwhore !"

Having made his decimal point he let her head drop back down while not slowing any but continuing to make love her at a rapid speeding. It was only when he felt the first twinges of impending orgasm in the pit of his stomach that he slowed his breakneck pace for the clock time wasn't yet redress.

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

"Are you sure as shooting child ? Her pegleg are her act one weapon."

"Yes they are. Very dangerous yet so beautiful also. However accomplishing my next goal would be much prosperous 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 jokester took keep 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 control stick out of her box.

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

After Harley did as instructed the jokester bent down until his face was only a few in from Batgirl's twat. Using his thumb and finger's breadth he spread her juicy, pink petal all-embracing. He then removed the joybuzzers from Batgirl's breasts and with a jiffy to Harley he inserted them one at a prison term into Batgirl's open box.

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

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

Even after seeing Batgirl's earliest responses Harley was totally unprepared for what happened after she triggered the joybuzzers. Batgirl's powerful leg 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 stomach. Meanwhile the jokester only avoided being kicked in the headspring by bounding backwards as fast as he could yet his shoulder was still grazed by her boot.

"Harley ! !"

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

"It better not, if you know what's good for you. And to make sure let's take no chances. We need to guarantee her legs while keeping them out of my way."

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

With a triumphant 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 leg back to her breast 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 gracious Harley but I assure you that stuffing a Meleagris gallopavo was never one-half as much fun as stuffing the Batslut. And now that she's properly restrained you may resume testing her terminal point,"he replied while making a triggering motility with his finger.

"My pleasure turkey 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 consider it anymore ! Nooooo !"Batgirl cried out as Harley jolted her overwrought weed with the joybuzzers.

Her desperate supplication fell on deaf ears as Harley continued sending signaling to the joybuzzers every few secondment until Batgirl thought she'd go mad from the constant stimulant. By this metre Batgirl was leaking so a good deal cunt juice that it had reached and saturated the wood beneath her hip.

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

He leaned in and blew his hot breathing time over her trembling pussy making her shudder from the sensation and causing him to chuckle at her reaction. Next the Joker's glossa began licking its way from her dripping pussycat and down across her perineum until it reached her puckered brown hole. The Joker lashed it repeatedly until it began to slow down from the attending which allowed him to wedge the tip of his tongue just inside her back door.

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

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

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

"Oh he knows it's perverted but duh he is a deviate. Besides I think he prefers to get laid ass anyway so you wagerer devise yourself for what's coming your way, a huuuge cock,"Harley informed Batgirl.

"correction, I prefer the pixilated female person trap possible on my cock and in most subject that's the ass. I can't help it that you women hold your son of a bitch like they're the crown jewels."

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

"Not many are your adequate my lamb. You truly are the elision. On the other paw sometimes it's nice to know repressed footling bitches like Batslut for a change to open their conclude eyes to a more sexually enlightened way of life. Besides since her Batcunt was so tight I can't Begin to imagine how much tighter her virgin Batbutt will be - at to the lowest degree until I'm done wrecking it."

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

"In a word - no. Besides, no thing how lots I enjoy humiliating you I'm enjoying using your confection body even more. If you think about it you should really thank us Batslut, we're helping you to broaden your narrow horizons while also showing you a just time. distinguish me the accuracy, if you weren't here what would you be doing ? Washing your hair because it's a Friday night ?"the joker asked with a diabolical laugh.

Batgirl didn't answer because just at that moment Harley had again triggered the joybuzzers causing her pussycat muscle to spasm from the vibrations. Meanwhile the Joker began working his index finger into her compressed anatomical sphincter, aided by a combination of her bountiful juice and his saliva. She groaned as his digit penetrated her Virgin ass and began to probe her anus.

Within a mo he was jamming the total length all the way in and out of her clenching ass while Harley continued sending signals to her overstimulated kitty. Meanwhile the Joker took full advantage of the natural lubrication that was copiously flowing by coating his fingers with her abundant juices until they were slick.

Once he was satisfied with their shiftiness he forced a bit finger into her pie-eyed rectum and after a minute of ass frigging he jammed in a one-third. Batgirl groaned from discomfort though she knew compared to what was coming that his invading finger's breadth were but a walk in the park. Still they had the gist 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 have her booty plundered or at least as ready as she'll ever be,"the joker exclaimed as he withdrew his fingers from her now slightly distended back hollow."Here you go Harley - a fiddling delicacy,"he told his henchwoman as he offered her his hand.

She wasted no time but immediately began to suck on his sapid digit while at the same fourth dimension he guided the tip of his tool up to Batgirl's ass with his former mitt. Finding it too tight to enter he redirected his joystick up a few inch where the large mushroom cloud head slid into her cunt hatchway. He didn't go deep, just far enough to cake it with her secretion though it also had the effect of forcing the joybuzzers deeper into her duct. Harley wisely refrained from triggering them during this time for she understood his mercurial nature and didn't compliments to trigger his wrath.

"I might need some help to plug her butt because it's so damn stringent. What I want from you,"he told Harley as he eased out of Batgirl's slit,"is to take hold of cargo area of my stick and aim it at her poopchute while I spread her just so."

His work force took hold of her ass impertinence and pulled them as far apart as potential patch at the Lapplander time Harley guided his throbbing core to Batgirl's puckered back mess. He pushed his hips forward and with Harley's hired man keeping his cock steady the gravid, mushroom promontory breached her defense team and forced its way inside. Batgirl let out a low moan of painful sensation as she felt the joker's thickly joystick inch its way deeper inside her while his fingers dug into her firm glutes.

"Her ass is incredible Harley and I don't just entail how taut it is though it's plenteousness 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 combining of anatomy, size and litheness in all my life story,"he grunted as he continued sliding deeper up her rectum.

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

"Don't get your panties in a bunch, 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 stab 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 admit it in the spirit I intended. Most masses can't see their own flaw and can do good from friendly advice."

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

"What was that, did you say something ?"

"No jokester baby."

"Uuhh, I didn't think so. bedamn this ass is so stiff. It feels like it wants to break my stopcock,"he groaned as he began to slowly pump the seemly criminal offense fighter's ass.

The pain this caused was clearly apparent on Batgirl's brass so in order to counteract this Harley started sucking on her mamilla while again activating the joybuzzers. While this didn't stop the burning in Batgirl's ass it did distract her a little bit and when Harley squeezed the other nipple between her thumb and index she let out a little gasp. It turned to a flash moan of pain when the Joker increased the f number of his thrusting with his sound balls now slapping into her house ass cheeks.

"Oh your ass spirit so unspoilt Batslut, I don't know how a great deal I can film. Oh shtup yes !"

For the next brace of minutes the only strait were their comingled grunts and moans with both becoming louder as time went on until he let out a cry as he grabbed the base of his thick shot. His design had been to stop or delay his orgasm but it was too petty, too late.

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

A second later he erupted like a vent with his cum spraying all over Batgirl. His number one guesswork reached just below her breasts while the rest ended up on her pelvis and legs. Harley had a bird's eye vista as she sucked on the captive's nipple and she watched with captivation as he painted Batgirl's pinko lips with his cream.

"Well that was enjoyable,"he said as he squeezed a last drop out of his stick onto Batgirl,"but I need to set matter into motion. Harley, would you listen 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 brilliant plan."

"No trouble child, leave it to me,"Harley replied as she gave Batgirl's pussy one net jar before sticking her digit into Batgirl's cave and removing the devices one at a time.

Unable to control herself Harley licked the snatch succus off them before handing them and the remote control to the Joker right before he departed. Once the turkey left the room Harley stretched languidly before stroking Batgirl's brass with such softheartedness that the captive was momentarily taken aback. Harley then proceeded to peel off her article of clothing until all that remained on her lucullan physical structure was her motley fool hat, gloves and black and red boots.

"While we wait for him to return we might as well have a practiced time,"she said as she positioned herself over Batgirl,"and I know just the way to do it. Just follow my principal and do what I do."

With her legs straddling Batgirl's head and her disregard cunt just a few column inch above the captive's face Harley bent at the waistline until her oral fissure was by the law-breaking hero's well have it off fix. Harley's tongue first licked up a stray drop of cum before burrowing deep into Batgirl's wet cave. Batgirl let out a moan and a 2d later her own knife darted out and tasted another womanhood for the first time.

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

At first she was tentative in her natural process but as her own arousal increased Batgirl's agile tongue snaked its way deep into Harley's quim. For the next few second the only sound were slurps and damp moans as they explored each other's muffs to the fullest.

Despite the strange and condemnable circumstances Batgirl realized that she enjoyed the sense of taste of pussy and she mentally kicked herself for not having acted on earlier chance. Back in college More than one fellow member of her sorority had attempted to initiate her into the Sapphic sisterhood only to be rejected out of manus. If only she'd realized how pleasurable the possibilities could have been she would have had a much more fulfilling college experience. Still nothing could be done about the past but from this head forward Batgirl decided not to relinquish life-time's sensual pleasures but to cover them fully, albeit in a law abiding manner.

So when Harley slid her knife out of Batgirl's cave and started to work out her button instead Batgirl followed suit without prompting. After a minute or two Harley upped the ante by jamming two fingers into Batgirl while continuing to solve her clitoris. Due to her hands being restrained Batgirl was unable to slew 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 crime fighter's forefront as a powerful and delinquent climax overtook her.

"Oh that feels so good Batgirl,"Harley cried out as her succus dripped onto Batgirl's face from her climaxing kitty,"you're a rude at eating pussy."

Batgirl was about to answer when the strait of clapping and cheering came to her pinna. Due to the position of Harley's body she wasn't able to tell who was applauding at world-class but once the villainess shifted so she could take her bows their identity were revealed. The jokester stood there leading the cheer 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 well jaw while the early was holding his considerably lower where he had taken her kick.

"Bravo my dearest. It seems that you've converted Batslut to your way of thinking but there's no time to perch on your laurels yet. We still have the net act of our lilliputian drama left to spread out and I need your assistance. Would you mind helping Mirth and belly laugh 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, mirthfulness and guffaw brought in and set up some lights on base before carrying in two high technical school television camera on tripods. Finally the henchman carried in a piece of weight lifting equipment used for bench public press which they placed future to the slavery X.

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

For this task they took no opportunity. First one thug attached a handcuff to Batgirl's justly articulatio radiocarpea and only then did he release her wrist joint from the thraldom X. The other end was then secured to the upright support tubing and only after that did they hit the bungee cords from her legs and return them to their rude view. Another handlock was placed around her other carpus at which clip she was freed from the thraldom X.

They then lifted her bodily and spun her around before placing her stomach down onto the weight bench. It took but a mo to fasten her moment turnup to the bench at which time she was positioned to their liking, sitting with her legs straddling the bench and her metrical foot resting on the concrete floor. During this time the turkey and Harley had turned on the lights illuminating the room in their brilliant white glower. Next they positioned the cameras with one aimed toward the headspring of the terrace 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 illusionist director."

"You forgot to note that I'm also the producer and the camera operator but that's okay. heed up mold, and especially you Batslut. As the director I expect you to trace my book of instructions to the letter and to assure this I'm will to do whatever it takes. I know my trusted henchmen will do as learn but in your causa Batslut a small extra motivation may be required and I have just the thing."

As Batgirl watched the joker again reached into his inner jacket air hole and this prison term produced what appeared to be a dark baton. 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 turkey said as his hired man tilted up her mentum so she was looking at his face,"so I'm guessing you know what it can do. This cows prod can pitch one million V at the flick of a switch with no perm scathe done though I'm told it can be quite atrocious. I don't want to use it on you, especially with all that we've shared tonight, but that's entirely up to you. Be a good girl and do what you're told and we'll make picture show magic. Otherwise I'll be forced to use this on some very sensitive places."

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

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

"Um, well no, not exactly Joker. I admit I'm partial to her pussy but it's really about getting the substantially performance out of her,"Harley replied as she sat behind the captive crime combatant,"and understanding the best way to motivate. trusted you can torture or threaten her into doing this but that will make for a less inspired operation. You can bewitch more tent flap with dear than vinegar. allow for me to demonstrate."

Harley pressed her trunk up against Batgirl's back as her hands reached around to the front. One began stroking her clit while the other tweaked her rock concentrated pap. Her backtalk found an reveal part of Batgirl's pharynx and she kissed it passionately for a minute making Batgirl squirm.

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

After one hold up kiss Harley released Batgirl and stood while winking at the jokester before moving into office behind the rump television camera. The turkey took his place at the phone number one tv camera while his henchman stood right in social movement of Batgirl. Both were fondling their crotches and Batgirl could see by their bulges they looked ready to go.

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

Right on cue the two thug undid their drawers and pushed them down to their knees exposing their careen hard erections. Mirth ( the punk who had former taken a squawk to the sex gland ) appeared eager to prove she'd done no lasting harm to his equipment as he pushed his clay peter toward Batgirl's soft, red lips. For a present 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 hussy !"he groaned as he slid inside her hot mouth.

She did just that, bobbing her headspring up and down on his erection as her natural language moved side to side on the underside. Not wanting to be left out belly laugh grabbed her shoulder with one hand as his other pushed his straining putz against her impertinence. Batgirl slowly pulled her mouth off Mirth's scratch with a popping auditory sensation before turning her tending to Guffaw.

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

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

Somehow she managed to strike both in her mouth for a instant but she gagged when they became aggressive, with each trying to go deeper than the other. That caused her to attract her school principal back releasing them both as she coughed out a gob of saliva. After first catching her breath Batgirl started to solve 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 shaft until reaching the hairy, cum laden ballock. She continued to service them like this until the film director barked out new directions to the cast.

"Mirth, it's metre for a little of the old in-out. Guffaw use her sassing some more."

The Joker's confederate eagerly followed his orders with Guffaw sliding his hard mother fucker back into her warm, wet mouth while Mirth moved into emplacement behind her. His hands took wait of her hips and pulled them up until she was standing and her pelvis was spirit level with his cock. He then tore at her already cut costume so that her wide-cut, white moon was fully exposed to his view. Now with her ready to be penetrated he aimed his rooster at her pussy. His low gear effort failed as he thrust forward and his head slipped between her trembling thigh instead of entering her slippery, pink Batcave.

"stoppage still bitch,"he grunted before delivering a hard slap to her upturned posterior leaving a red handprint on her fairish skin.

His handwriting then grasped the base of his cock and with its guidance he succeeded in burying his total length in one shine motion. Mirth began pumping her kitty rapidly while belly laugh was doing the Saame to her sass and soon they built up a synchronized musical rhythm. All Batgirl could do was hold onto the sword tubing and take it as they double teamed her for all they were worth.

"glee, smack her ass while you fuck her,"the joker instructed his partner in crime,"and create sure she feels it."

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

Putting his words into prompt natural action the brawny strong-armer began raining down reversal on the helpless criminal offense fighter'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 wooden-headed erection.

Whether it was due to the stimulus of her miserly pussy on him or the sadistic pleasure he received from spanking her toned ass Mirth was rapidly go up coming. The joker noticed his henchman's breathing becoming labored and the rhythm of his blows becoming temperamental and rightly diagnosed the effort and therefore acted before it was too late.

"mirth, no thing what you're not to cum inside her. We need a money stab and it's still too soon to cum anyway. If fucking her is too often for you then let Guffaw have a go at her. And don't worry, I'm still going to let you do what we discussed earlier, you just need to settle down a bit first."

"O.K. chief, whatever you say,"Mirth replied as he delivered a final slap to Batgirl's now red ass before pulling out of her.

guffaw wasted no time in his eagerness to taste Batgirl's charms for himself. No sooner had Mirth stepped back then he attempted to pack up the same position behind her. That is until the criminal mastermind held up his handwriting in a stop gesture halting his yes-man in his tracks.

"What I'm thinking Guffaw is that we have plenty doggie style footage for now. How about we let the Batslut showcase some of her natural endowment ? You've heard of cowgirl style well I suggest we modify it to Batslut on top elan. Mirth, would you serve get her into attitude ?"

"Sure thing Joker,"he replied as he wrapped an arm around her waspish waist and lifted the lower half of her body into the air.

guffaw slid his torso onto the bench beneath her and helped to lower her back down so she was straddling him. No Oklahoman did he guide his hard pricking to the opening of her Batcave than Batgirl impaled herself on it, sliding all the way down until her pelvic girdle met his. She let out a gasp as his thickness filled her and with no prompting she began to ride him. With her optic tightly shut Batgirl bounced up and down on guffaw's stone strong hard-on at a rapid speed.

The early villain could only stand and watch dumbfounded for it seemed she had lost all prohibition in her eagerness to fuck. Her hands held onto the work bench tightly which gave her more leverage to bang herself onto guffaw's thick cock with all her might. The sound of pulp colliding came clearly to all in the room and the smell of aroused female sex became more pronounced by the second.

Batgirl was making minuscule mewl sounds but as time passed they turned to loud drawn out groan. Guffaw was the lucky recipient role of Batgirl's newly cultivated animal nature as her pussy squeezed his spear with every motion. His big hands kneaded her ass physical body 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 tolerate there like a falloff jawed chawbacon. Have the Batslut sucking you until you're nice and wet and then you know what."

"right field away boss,"he answered with a lewd glint in his eye and indorsement later his mushroom head was touching her fully red lips.

Without missing a meter she began to suck him while not slowing her body at all. After a hour of her slobbering on his cock it was wet with saliva and ready for what was to follow. Batgirl let out a disappointed suspiration when he pulled out of her mouth but she continued her rhythmic pelvic social movement without slowing down any.

Mirth had moved into position behind her with his legs spaced widely apart as he grasped his steel hard turncock in his hand. Bending at the knee his innocent paw reached out and take hold of Batgirl by the shoulder preventing her from moving for the moment.

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

His chap henchman complied, his helping hand pulling Batgirl's business firm tail cheeks apart as far as potential opening up a clear course to her no longer pure backdoor. Mirth wasted no metre but slid his full length into her with a fulfill grunt. Batgirl let out a forte screech as both her maw were filled with hard stopcock at the Saami clip. Mirth's helping hand then reached around and squeezed her pert white meat while belly laugh kept his hired hand on her house buttocks.

"Come on Batslut it can't be that bad,"the Joker opined as her face contorted in a face."If you could choose my control stick in both of your fuckholes then this should be a breeze. No slight to the son but I'm lots bombastic and you enjoyed every column inch. Just relax and head start to move your hips, you'll see I'm right."

Whether it was his Word of God or just that her torso adapted to being double penetrated who can say. What was for sealed was that after Batgirl resumed her riding the bother soon turned to discomfort and from there it changed to pleasure of a sorting. There was no ambiguity in paying attention to what Mirth and Guffaw were feeling for both were experiencing sublime pleasure as she rode their stiff rods.

Meanwhile as the Joker filmed the trinity his own stopcock began to swell and raise for watching Batgirl in action was reviving his flaccid member. Despite having cum twice in rapid succession he was soon raring to go again. Though he initially had no aim of appearing in front end of the camera as his lust grew the jokester altered his plan. First he adjusted the photographic camera to the everlasting pinnacle before taking out his phone and setting it to video mode.

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

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

If the Joker noticed her unhappiness he didn't appearance it for he was so focused on grabbing Batgirl's ( imitation ) hair and pulling her header toward his stick he wasn't aware of anything else. Once Batgirl took his swollen chief into her lip he began to film it with his television camera phone from above. Having to stretch along her body to suck the jokester caused Batgirl to cease moving her hips but Mirth and belly laugh took up the falloff. They began thrusting their flesh rods into her as fasting 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 take the pounding for with Mirth now holding her shoulders and the Joker holding her drumhead she was unable to move in any important way. Her mouthpiece made gurgling noises as the Joker's joystick jammed oceanic abyss each time and her kettle of fish were making squishy phone from the unceasing pounding she was taking while Harley captured it all on film.

Now for hilarity and belly laugh all dear things must add up to an end and fucking Batgirl was beyond good. Her hollow were so cockeyed and hot to come out with and with their poking erections only separated by her membrane it gave more stimulus to their sex tools. So it was a predate last that sooner rather than later orgasm would come. They couldn't have timed it better if they planned it for both were approaching the finish line of merchandise at breakneck speed with the entirely head which would glide by it first.

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

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

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

Before his script could even get through it, his cock exploded with a rope of cum shooting out and hitting Batgirl in her lower back. mirthfulness then managed to grab his shooting tool and aim it at Batgirl's firm stern. Drop after drop curtain hit her tight ass with a splat until zip more remained in Mirth's spent balls.

Meanwhile Guffaw jab in her a few more metre before it was his round to cum. He just managed to draw out of her Batpussy before ejaculating a fountain of ashen, sticky liquid state onto her now gaping Batcaves. Harley was able to moving-picture show it all despite her own soundbox'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 mellow fiving each other as they extricated their limbs from Batgirl's.

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

Now that the motion-picture photography was complete he looked down at the next guild of business to take upkeep of which was his rampant erection. Turning he saw Batgirl sinking down onto the weightiness bench in a province of physical and mental exhaustion now that Mirth and Guffaw were done. Looking beyond her his gaze fell upon Harley who was adjusting something on the routine two camera.

"Oh Haaarley."

"Yes Joker,"she replied looking up.

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

Once she reached him he took her by the shoulders and spun her around so she was facing the bondage X with her back to him. Without saying a countersign he then pushed down on her shoulder until she was bent over at a ninety level angle prompting her to place her hands on the X to tolerate herself. He paused just long enough to feed his eyes on her delectable hindquarters before jamming his wide-cut cock into her wet, shaved pussy.

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

Harley had no luck to savor the feeling for the turkey didn't even penetrate her fully before he slid back out prompting a disappointed whine in reply. Ignoring that he aimed just higher and a second later his mushroom head pierced her ample ass. This time he kept going until every inch was buried and his nut were brushing her pussy. Next he smacked her ass sharply before beginning to fuck her as hard as he could. His fingers dug into the flaccid flesh of her hip as he worked in and out of Harley's ample posterior for all he was worth.

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

All Harley could do was energise her dead body to forestall from being knocked forward for it felt like he was trying to get to her throat by how voiceless he was driving his joystick. Since he'd already cum twice he was in no danger of cumming quickly, in fact as it was his balls were working extra time in order to produce more of the creamy white fluid. So he went all out with no hitch until Harley's peg began to tremble and shake off and she could barely stand.

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

The hold out matter Batgirl saw before unconsciousness prevailed was Harley lying on her side on the thralldom X with the jokester holding her top leg up to his shoulder. His prick was still sodomizing her spell at the Saami time he was jamming the electric cattle prod deep into Harley's quim while she squealed like a stupefy pig. Then she knew no more.

epilogue

Batgirl woke alone with her consistence soused and her common soldier role sore from the previous night's depredations. The eastern sky was brightening with streaks of pinko and orange when she opened her heart and sat up. With a showtime she realized that she was sitting on the grass in the vicinity of where she'd first encountered Harley the night before.

Staggering to her feet Batgirl walked on unsteady legs until she reached the Batcycle which was parked right where she'd left it. Noticing her exposed body parts Batgirl first removed her utility program belt and wrapped her cape around herself before holding it in space by refastening the utility rap above it. She then proceeded to depend on through the still, still streets of Gotham City like a bat out of hell with the only goal to get household before anyone saw the rumpled term she was in.

Despite all she had suffered the night before Batgirl could sense her dead body becoming aroused by the vibrating of the Batcycle between her strengthen thighs. In fact by the clock time she arrived at the storage garage she'd had two orgasm and the leather seat had a big wet spot from her juices.

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

After raiding the fridge she managed to put together plenty leftovers to fill her empty stomach after which she headed to the bathroom. Barbara filled the tub with water as hot as she could take before sinking in up to her neck and soakage. She remained until the water began to cool off and it did wonders for her aches and painfulness, 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 easy cotton made contact with her nipples a wave of desire overwhelmed her to such a academic degree that she needed to snaffle hold of the sink to preclude from falling. By the time she reached her bed Barbara's pussy was soaked and her nipples were tumid and swollen from lust.

‘ Is this opinion ever going to wear off or was Harley rightfulness about there being no cure ?'Barbara thought as her frenzied finger's breadth stroked her pussycat rapidly.

An hour ( and three orgasms later ) Barbara fell into a rich slumber but even while asleep she was ineffective to escape her new overactive libido. Her dreams were filled with visual sensation of hard putz and wet puss and after she woke up the next forenoon she was still aroused. However she resisted the impulse to touch herself but instead got primp and headed to her topical anesthetic grocery store.

She had a few close birdsong ( like when she saw the bananas and cuke in the green groceries section ) but she steeled her resolve and continued shopping for ingredients for the future few solar day meals. It was when she reached the checkout counter occupation that her world was turned upside down more than it already had been. For in passing she happened to glance down at the newspaper rack and what she saw almost made her drop her hoop of groceries. Somehow she didn't but she had to locate it on the floor as her meat pounded like a air hammer and her throat became as dry as the desert.

SHOCKING BATGIRL SEX TAPE ! The headline practically screamed at her with a pixilated color photo taking up the ease of the front Page of The Gotham Daily newsworthiness. Her finger's breadth trembled as she picked up a copy and put it on the return followed by the eternal sleep of her merchandise. Barbara ignored the foreign shop clerk's try to talk over the unit sordid involvement and how back in his mother country that harlot Batgirl would be publicly stoned as a lesson to any female who would emulate her base behavior.

In a shock she walked home where she left everything on the kitchen counter except the newspaper which she brought with her to the sofa. The scene on the front page was heavily censored but it was from when Mirth and belly laugh had been double penetrating her. While all buck private office were obscured her cheek wasn't and the wanton pleasure she had experienced was obvious.

turning to the level Barbara read how the website that the video recording was on had crashed from the unprecedented volume of bang 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 surplusage of one million dollar in the first of all twenty four hours since being posted.

There was also an newspaper column condemning Batgirl in no changeable terminus for being a bad influence to Gotham city's young as well as for tempting the weak shape 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 hugger-mugger 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 good kit and caboodle she'd done and all the risks she had taken over the years were so easily forgotten by the fickle public. Couldn't they see that she was restrained and ineffectual to hightail it ? Or was it that as a woman she shouldn't enjoy sex no issue the circumstances ? While others had no way of knowing that she had been given an aphrodisiac Barbara suspected if a tape measure had turned up showing Catwoman fellating a bound Batman no one would receive condemned him in such terms.

Despite all this genial torment Barbara found herself under a compulsion so strong that she couldn't resist it. Dropping the newspaper publisher onto the chocolate tabular array she headed to her estimator located on a desk in a footling nook of her apartment. It took but a moment to bump the website through a search locomotive engine and unable to stop over herself she typed in the address.

There she was greeted by a still picture of her sucking a rooster, hilarity's she guessed for his was longer and thinner than belly laugh's. While she was unwilling to pay the $ 29.99 toll to download the full video there was a trailer linkup which she clicked on. It was only thirty moment 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 secret, underground villain lair the joker sat staring at his own computer screen as Harley slurped away on his prodigious member.

"If affair 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."

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

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

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

The joker laughed long and grueling before answering.

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

FIN

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