The Joker's On Batgirl

INTRODUCTION : Attention - this work of fiction contains scenes of comic Christian Bible fury, super villainous rape and bad wordplay. It is not a"good space"and no doubt abounds with micro and mega hostility. If reading this will stimulate you to confab the fainting couch or get the vapors then by all way don't read. spliff to something more to your preference, I wouldn't want to lose eternal rest bedevilment you might call for therapy or counseling due to my warp mind. To those that wish to read, enjoy my takings on superhero fanfiction.

RIP Yvonne Craig

Barbara Gordon was about to swallow the endorsement aspirin tablet when she noticed something out of the nook of her eye. Putting the glass of milk down on the kitchen counter the young fair sex peered out the windowpane to verify what she'd seen. Without a uncertainty it was there - the bat point shining brightly against the cloudy, night sky. She knew that meant there was fuss in Gotham city and help was needed but she also knew something the police didn't - that Batman was out of town.

It had been a few solar day earlier when both she and the caped crusader had attended an outcome to encourage the juvenility of Gotham City to become more physically active and he'd confided in her that he needed to travel to a Justice conference meeting over the weekend. Batman had even joked that with crime being so low recently it felt like he was no longer needed in Gotham City. And now this.

Well luckily he wasn't the only masked crime fighter around she thought as she headed to her sleeping room. 15 minutes later after changing into her skintight costume and applying her makeup she slipped out the window of her ground floor flat into the back skittle alley behind the building. After rolling the Batcycle from her nearby rent garage she rode a short distance to where she found a rarified working payphone. A hour later she heard the oh, so familiar vocalism 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 helper but observation that the bat signal has been sent and I wished to offer my overhaul to Gotham City."

"fountainhead that's very laudable of you Loretta Young madam but this could be a dangerous mission which is why I've summoned Batman."

Sighing to herself, Barbara thought that though she dearly loved her founder he had some very old fashioned, sexist attitudes toward gender character. It was for this reason that he approved of her job as drumhead librarian at Gotham metropolis's main subdivision and why he had reservation about women law-breaking fighters, including female constabulary officers. In fact it was only after a lawsuit that department policy had been changed allowing female person officers to play the streets instead of being cooped up inside station star sign doing filing and other clerical work.

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

Though normally gung ho about any opportunity to establish she was the peer of men, ( and perhaps in some small way to win her father's approval even if he didn't realize who she was ) on that particular Fri night Barbara just wanted to retire early and repose. The library had been in the thick of re-organizing the reference section and the attractive youthful adult female had spent the past few days moving lumbering tomes from one bookcase to another. Her cover, arm and articulatio humeri ached from the thousands of pounding she had toted and her gloomy half was fatigued from the 100 of trip-up she had made up and down the run to the higher shelves.

"Not in Gotham City you say. That is catastrophic indeed ! Perhaps this is against my better judgment but I don't feel this can waitress the two days so I'll evidence you what we've learned. It seems that a touch citizen observed the turkey and two of his henchmen in the neighbourhood of John Wayne Botanical Gardens."

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

"That's what we all believed until this report card came in. I made the cry to the asylum myself and was informed that the jokester had been there until twinkle out but sometime after that he disappeared. They have been conducting a thorough lookup of the grounds trying to incur and re-capture him and hadn't released the information in order to avoid causing an unnecessary panic but it seems he's already reached Gotham City."

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

"Thank you Batgirl and Godspeed. If you discover his whereabouts don't tackle him on your own but call us for avail. top dog O'Hara and I will be here all Nox and we have a special task forcefulness assembled cook to respond at a moment's notice."

Fat chance of that she thought to herself as she hung up the phone. If Gotham's finest were up to the task of capturing the Joker then there would be no need to summon a masked vigilante. Barbara knew they could cover mundane crime like burglary and pocketbook snatchings but supervillains were beyond their capabilities. What she had to do was forget her own nagging aches and pains and become a industrious crime fighting machine until the terror to Gotham city was neutralized.

Her motorcycle roared to life when her high reheel bang hit the kick starter and a moment later she was cruising along the mean streets of Gotham searching for her prey. A thorough search of Wayne Botanical Gardens turned up nada so she continued to the Reservoir but after circling it she was still no finisher to finding the turkey than she had been before.

Barbara decided to then assure the adjoining Jack Roosevelt Robinson parkland before calling it a night and resuming her search early the next day. She had covered the absolute majority of the car park when her precipitous ears caught what sounded like a dampen cry. Whether it had to do with the jokester or not she didn't know but if soul was in hassle her obligation was clear to do what she could to help.

Coming to a halt she killed the engine to better listen when the audio was repeated originating from somewhere past a copse of Tree on her left side. Leaving the Batcycle by the side of the way of life she sprinted in the focus of the cry until she burst out of the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree and into the clearing beyond where a shocking panorama greeted her. Two muscular hoodlums were dragging a immature, shapely, blonde toward a nearby parkland bench and from the torn and disheveled state of her habiliment it seemed clear-cut what their evil aim were.

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

"Mirth, it's Batgirl, let's make a powder,"one of the strong-armer called out to his accomplice 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 pardner replied before roughly shoving the engrossed womanhood onto the bench and charging.

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

She just managed to sidestep him as he hurtled past when the endorsement outlaw arrived throwing a baseless knockout punch which she ducked. Before he could recover Batgirl delivered a crushing gripe to his jetty which dropped him in his tracks, his brass turning as Caucasian as a flat solid. Just then the outset aggressor returned from tail end and wrapped his brawny, tattooed arms around her lithesome form so tightly that the breath was forced from her lungs.

Batgirl had no luck prying his deal apart so she instead used her mastermind - and foot. She drove her high heel as hard as she could into his instep and was rewarded by a oink of annoyance as well as his grasp laxation about her svelte midsection. Taking advantage she then twisted her waist while at the Lapp time swinging her elbow back and up catching him squarely in the jaw with all her power.

It took a second such reverse for him to resign her, at which time he staggered back trying to exonerate his school principal. Knowing that she was tiring fast Batgirl wasted no time but instead pressed forward while he was back on his heels. She feinted a charge toward his jetty and once he lowered his hand in an attempt to block her onset Batgirl pivoted and delivered a waste roundhouse beef to his unprotected head.

That sent the criminal sprawling to the greensward with a thumping, allowing her to catch her breathing spell for the present moment. Batgirl next turned her aid to the victim to see if she was okay. The woman seemed unhurt and was sitting on the bench watching everything unfold with an enigmatic reflexion on her reasonably face.

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

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

"We should get you out of here in case there are More hoodlums lurking about. I don't know how many more I can palm tonight,"Batgirl stated though what she didn't credit was that these crooks appeared to act upon for the turkey, so where was the criminal foreman now ?

"well thank you for your help. It was very endure of you coming to my aid. What's the world coming to when a madam can't remove a saunter in Gotham City on a all right summer night,"the blonde said as she attempted to tug her torn, black miniskirt down enough to cover her brilliantly, red panties.

"Come on girl, 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 hidden danger.

"Of course of study, of line, I understand. Just give way me a hour to fix myself,"the fair sex answered as she checked her show with a compact she had removed from her purse.

"We really don't have time for you to line up your composition misfire,"Batgirl said while taking her by the arm and attempting to lead her away.

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

Almost instantly Batgirl felt herself going numb as Harley Quinn pulled devoid of her and sent another cloud of T. H. White junk straight toward the caped criminal offense fighter.

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

Harley easily evaded the frail effort and watched as Batgirl crumpled to the grass in front of her. The final stage affair Batgirl remembered before everything went inglorious was seeing two span of legs and skid approach. One set was the eminent heeled red stilettos and inglorious stocking clad legs of Harley while the early was a large pair of black and white men's wingtip skid and purple clothes drop-off.

The first thing Batgirl felt when she regained consciousness was a dull, throbbing pain in her drumhead which was followed by a blinding lite shining in her eye. After a moment the light was removed but the pain persisted and she could now get word the murmuration of voices above her. Focusing her nous Batgirl managed to overcome her disorientation enough to force her eyes open, though once she had part of her care she hadn't.

From what she could see it appeared she was in a dank hole-and-corner chamber with a dampness, vaulted cap and rough, unpainted concrete walls. Standing above her to the right was the arch-villain turkey with his arm wrapped around the waspish waist of his malevolent brother Harley Quinn, now dressed in her familiar pitch-dark and red jester costume. It was hard to see much more because she was restrained flat on her back. Turning her read/write head as a good deal as she could Batgirl saw that both her wrist joint and ankle were securely strapped to what looked like a large, wooden X suspended a few metrical foot above the floor.

"Welcome back to the land of the living Batgirl,"the Joker told her with a painted grin 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 accurate it wasn't you that I wanted but rather Batbrain. However I'm adaptable enough to vagabond with the punches so I've already adjusted my programme to reflect the new realism. What black entertainment I had in store for Batbrain and his boy blunder won't work with you due to differences in trunk size and weight so I came up with something, shall we say, that's less lethal but more pleasurable for all involved and that's no jest."

"What are you talking about you villain ?"

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

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

Her hand emerged holding a syringe and a minuscule vial of pull in liquid. After filling the syringe she rubbed an alcohol rub on Batgirl's bare cervix that was between her cowl and cape then aimed the needle there.

"Don't worry, this is just to foresee the consequence of the knockout powder honey. No indigence to panic, it will study away your headache,"she told the captive as the needle pierced Batgirl's liquid, flawless skin.

Once she had administered the return broker the villainess produced another vial of liquid which soon was injected into the helpless criminal offence fighter but Harley still wasn't finished. Pulling yet another ampul from her bag the reprehensible shrink smiled evilly as she prepared to give Batgirl the final needle.

"The indorse injection was just a modest muscularity relaxant to better prepare you for what's about to bump Batgirl but this finish one you'll find quite a interesting, I believe. It's a extra expression I've developed to turn even the most repressed, frigid, sex hating womanhood into a raving nympho and there's no antidote."

Batgirl shrank away from the phonograph needle but restrained as she was it only delayed the inevitable before the astute metal pierced her legal tender flesh and the liquid coursed throughout her body.

"If you think that just because you give me some so shout aphrodisiac that it will make me be a uncoerced company to any of your sinister perversions than you have no clue,"Batgirl said before the jokester cut her off.

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

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

"Ha ! So you claim. But like I was saying before you so rudely interrupted me, it's entirely irrelevant whether you're unforced or not. To separate the verity,"he said with his spokesperson becoming a gruff whisper,"I kind of prefer it if you're not willing, turns me on even more. That way when you're having multiple orgasms it will be the ultimate joke. Now let's see those tits."

Bending down with an malign grin the Joked removed a razor shrill scalpel from his jacket pocket and proceeded to slice a orbitual scratch in the material around Batgirl's right hand breast. Once the rotary was everlasting he did the Lapp with the left wing 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 tidings the criminal duo carried out on their scourge with each placing their mouth on a breast and going to process. The Joker was rougher, biting Batgirl's pinko nipple and wan breast chassis repeatedly whereas Harley used her agile tongue to stimulate the sensitive nub but the answer were the same, two erect and aroused mamilla. Even worse for Batgirl was that the stimulation wasn't confined to her white meat but everything they did send out undulation of delight pulsing toward her awakening loins.

"Oh stop you villains ! halt, I beg of you ! You know you're committing a grave criminal offence and you'll have to do for it. Ooh ! Aaaah !"

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

Batgirl was ineffectual to answer and instead bit her lip because Harley, while continuing to snap Batgirl's nipple with her pierced tongue, had slid her gloved paw down the helpless charwoman's soundbox and was stroking between her imprisoned legs with a vengeance. The comely crime-fighter squirmed about trying to escape this attention but due to her bound condition she was unsuccessful and could experience her lust increasing with each passing second.

Just when Batgirl was at the dot 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 grin on his painted face.

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

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

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

Without saying another word Harley knelt before her mentor and took his rapidly hardening putz in her bridge player and brought it to her undefendable sassing. The Joker wasted no meter but thrust his hips forward driving his wide, growing cock to the backbone of her mouth. He then grabbed Batgirl by her read/write head and twisted it so she was forced to stare at the sordid scene happening adjacent to her.

Harley was eagerly impaling her lip onto the Joker's swelling member, taking as much as she could fit with each bob of her school principal. As his erection stiffened she angled her head so that she could deep throat it while staring up at him with idolisation in her centre. He ignored her with the exclusion of using her mouth for his direction remained solely on Batgirl.

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

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

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

Then turning to front at Harley he barked,"Enough,"before pulling her headland off his erection and stepping cheeseparing to Batgirl.

"Your good turn,"he told Batgirl while slapping her font with his lumbering cock,"to absorb the joker's stick. Say aaah."

Her only response was to clench her jaw while shooting daggers at him with her heart. So from his inside jacket pocket he produced a red, rubber bollock and a wooden clothes peg. low gear he placed the ball between her breasts. Then quick as a striking serpent the joker grabbed and squeezed her side with surprising strength forcing her mouth open up. Before she could react Harley took the 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 complete when the joker attached the clothespin to her nose preventing her from getting any O that way.

Once her breathing was restricted he continued to slap and rub his unvoiced dick on her face with an periodic tweak of her hard tit as his constrict centre studied her side. At number one he detected no obvious signaling of discomfort, no question due to her set ahead training regimen which enabled her to hold her breath longer than an median individual could, but as time went on this changed. Her optic began to flash about wildly and her fair complexion started to crimson as her eubstance demanded oxygen that was not forthcoming.

"Listen carefully Batgirl,"she heard him say as if from a far distance,"you have two alternative. One, you can continue to refuse to service me and pass out due to lack of oxygen and possibly suffer irreparable psyche equipment casualty. At which stop I'll fuck your oral fissure and throat anyway. Or you could be a good 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 thought that penetrated her hazy judgement was that she didn't want to suit a veg for the remainder of her liveliness and a burden to her father. Besides she needed to have got all her faculties if she was going to sour the tables and somehow dodging this predicament. With no other workable pick Batgirl nodded her assent.

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

"You can count on that Batcunt. If you even hurt one pubic hair of my jokester child you'll wish you were dead because I'll make you suffer horribly before slowly killing you. But on the other manus if you do as you're severalize then we'll all have a wonderful prison term together."

While Harley spoke Batgirl took great gulping of air into her lungs as she recovered her signified but she wasn't given very much time before the Joker again pressed his large cockhead to her parted lips.

"Open wide Batslut ! I've been waiting to do this since the initiatory time you foiled one of my superstar plans and now I shall birth my revenge. Bwaa ha ha !"

Grabbing his diaphysis with one mitt and her masked head with the former he slid into her wet sassing as far as he could go. Batgirl felt her jaw stretched to its terminal point as the panoptic cock reached her throat entrance before stopping.

"Oh that's good, just like I imagined it would be. Now use your clapper as well you repressed piffling Battramp,"the Joker told her as he used her oral exam cavum for his sensual pleasure.

As he slid in and out of her mouth Batgirl wriggled her tongue against him while noticing that he tasted of table salt, musk and villainy in rival measures. For a minute of arc or so he kept up a tiresome pace, not pushing her too much as her lip adjusted to his extremely girth but there was only so long he could keep on his hyper personality in check. Wanting more he pulled out of her mouth all the way, his erection dripping a trail of mixed pre-cum and Batsaliva as it did so.

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

His loyal henchwoman did as instructed, sliding the pant down and off before carefully folding them at the crease. By the sentence Harley finished her labor the turkey was already sodomizing Batgirl's mouth again though he had modified her attitude. Where before her header had been turned sideways it was now hanging upside down past the wooden bondage X, setting up a straightaway tunnel from mouth to throat and allowing him to jam the unit redundant -long length inside her.

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

Batgirl had little option but to breathe 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 coloured unripe pubic hair's-breadth brushing her replete fanny lip each time he did so. His other hand alternately caressed and pinched her nipple when she felt something lower down on her captive body.

For Harley hadn't remained jobless since removing her paramour's trouser but had picked up the scalpel and sliced through the textile 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 charms for surprisingly she wore no underwear.

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

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

"So your cuffs don't gibe your cowling, eh Batslut. I'm not surprised,"the turkey opined as he drove Lucille Ball deep,"but that's zip to be ashamed about. And now a question for you Harley, is her piddling Batcave, I mean her Batcunt, ready for my deep oil production ?"

"Well it's certainly wet down here and oh so pink and pretty. But she's pretty mingy, I can barely get my pinky in her. have me a few transactions to unfold her up."

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

It's improbable that she would birth answered even if capable to but with his big stopcock driving mysterious into her throat with every drive it was impossible. All she could do was lie there and take aim it as he jammed his stick to its limit while her spittle seeped around his shaft onto her cheek and from there dripped to the trading floor below where it formed a small puddle.

Now despite her negative touch 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 trend and she found Batgirl to be very attractive and she couldn't wait to savor her pink.

So with her pinkie already buried to her secondly knuckle Harley leaned in and kissed Batgirl's clit. When she did she felt the prisoner tingle beneath her. This exhort Harley to redouble her travail and she sucked hard on the vertical nubbin for a time while wiggling her pinkie inside Batgirl's soused tunnel. For the adjacent few minutes Harley alternated between licking and sucking the captive button while all the patch frigging Batgirl with her pinkie.

When she felt the time was right Harley slid her ring digit into Batgirl as well and was rewarded by a blowup of feminine fluid squirting yesteryear. Batgirl's restrained body also bucked as a good deal as it was able to as a powerful orgasm washed over her, to her everlasting shame. Her throat muscles likewise contracted due to her orgasm and this caught the jokester unprepared, squeezing his stiff joystick like a vise.

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

Fast as lightning Harley shifted her location so that she was no longer licking Batgirl though she did keep her gloved fingers buried deep inside her pink hole. Her left deal reached out and took hold of her paramour's bollock while she moved her body closer to his. Once the joker pulled out of Batgirl's backtalk Harley's helping hand slid up his prick and began to stroke it rapidly as it spewed cum.

Splat ! was the strait made as it collided with Batgirl's face. Splooge ! when a ball landed in her eye blinding her. Glub, glub ! as the joker jammed the tumefy fountainhead back into her sass. Aaah ! was the exclamation he made as the hold out drop oozed out and onto her garden pink tongue.

Unable to control herself Harley leaned down and began to solve up the stray cum that had landed on Batgirl's face rather than letting it go to neutralise until the joker pulled her away by her jester hat. Knowing instinctively what he wanted she brought her lip to his cock and licked it neat before smiling up at him. He patted her head before moving his torso into position between Batgirl's bound legs while continuing to stroke his still shake strong erection.

"Harley, remove your fingers out of her bit. It's clock time to gape that Batpussy wide of the mark outdoors with my joystick ! But first I have one more deception up my sleeve,"he told Batgirl with a leer.

Reaching into his jacket sack his handwriting emerged holding three little metallic element disks. He placed one adjacent to each of Batgirl's protruding nipples then placed the third right hand on top of her raise piffling clit before removing a small remote control from his sack. He pressed the release and Batgirl writhed as the modified joybuzzers sent blow from her nipples and clit straight to the pleasure center of her brain.

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

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

"tinker's dam, her Batcave is tighter than a virgin nun. Do me a favor Harley and spread her back talk as wide as you can,"he grunted.

His moll wasted no clock time before moving into position and reaching her gloved script down to assist the Joker as he worked his way inside Batgirl. Even with Harley's assistant it was still hard to penetrate deeply but with her aid and Batgirl's cancel juice he made steady progression until half of his massive reed organ was inside her.

"That's it Batgirl, open up that loaded kitty for me,"he told her while continuing to burrow abstruse and deeper until there was but an inch remaining away."And now for the final push Batslut."

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

Batgirl's emotions on the other hand were running the full-of-the-moon gamut, for though she hated the fact that she was being forced into having sex against her will, with the joker and Harley Quinn rack up of all, her torso 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, nefarious turncock was stretching her pussy astray while sending waves of awful delight radiating across her captive consistency. Things only became worse when the joker got tired of remaining still and began to move his cock inside her. At first he only made lowly throwaway gesture with his hips which had the result of far loosening her tight kitty muscleman while at the same time stimulating every face ending in her inner wall and making her want to cry out with pleasure.

But as clock time went on he started to stuff his rigid joystick in and out of her clenching Batcunt, slowly at starting time, though soon it became faster and rougher. His fingers seized her pelvic arch and dug in like the talons of some bird of prey allowing him to hammering her even harder while also increasing his own enjoyment. Soon he was pulling all but his spongy head out of her pussy before driving it back balls deep with each speedy jab. Batgirl could get word the wet sucking audio as her soaked pussy greedily swallowed his stupendous member as well as his magnanimous, overweight balls slapping against her firm ass.

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

Doing her best to reduce Batgirl closed her eyes and tried to ignore what was happening to her on the physical plane and instead focus her inside nous. She had almost succeeded in tuning out what the jokester's cock was doing to her body when Harley activated the joybuzzer remote control sending shockwaves to Batgirl's most sensitive nubs.

When that happened it shattered Batgirl's concentration completely and the additional stimulus from the joybuzzers was enough to spark another massive orgasm in the bound and helpless crime fighter. Her physical structure jerked and trembled from the intensity of it and she let out a low, drawn out moan, almost against her will, while all through this he continued to Egyptian pound her pretty, pink puss. When her spasms subsided somewhat the joker grabbed Batgirl by the backrest of her neck and tilted her head up so she was facing him.

"Open your optic Batslut and acknowledge that you're defeated. My big prick is now your lord 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 stopcock craving Batwhore !"

Having made his period he let her oral sex sink back down while not slowing any but continuing to have sex her at a speedy speed. It was only when he felt the first twinges of impending climax in the pit of his stomach that he slowed his breakneck step for the time wasn't yet right.

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

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

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

Once Harley freed Batgirl's first leg the Joker took hold of it right above the knee joint and lifted and pushed it until it was pressed against her bureau. He did the same with her other leg once it was unshackled after which he pulled his thick joystick out of her box.

"Since you were so worried about her using her leg then you keep them in this position,"he ordered Harley,"while I go in for a penny-pinching look."

After Harley did as instructed the joker bent down until his brass was only a few in from Batgirl's pussy. Using his quarter round and finger he spread her juicy, pink petals wide. He then removed the joybuzzers from Batgirl's breast and with a wink to Harley he inserted them one at a time into Batgirl's unfastened box.

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

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

Even after seeing Batgirl's to begin with responses Harley was totally unprepared for what happened after she triggered the joybuzzers. Batgirl's powerful legs thrashed about so violently that Harley was ineffective to uphold her clutches on them and she also dropped the remote which landed on Batgirl's vapid breadbasket. Meanwhile the Joker only avoided being kicked in the head by bounding backwards as fast as he could yet his shoulder was still grazed by her boot.

"Harley ! !"

"Sorry, I wasn't expecting that much of a response turkey. It won't take place again."

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

"I understand and I have just what we need, leave it to me indulge,"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 ankle and after pulling her legs back to her thorax she attached the end hooks to the wrist control. Then after picking up the distant Harley took a footstep 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 turkey was never half as much fun as stuffing the Batslut. And now that she's properly restrained you may summarize testing her boundary,"he replied while making a triggering motion with his finger.

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

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

Her desperate supplication fell on deaf ears as Harley continued sending signals to the joybuzzers every few second until Batgirl thought she'd go mad from the constant stimulation. By this time Batgirl was leaking so much pussy juice that it had reached and saturated the Natalie Wood beneath her renal pelvis.

"Now let's see if you can palm what I have in stock 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 suck his hot breath over her vibration puss making her tingle from the sensation and causing him to chortle at her reaction. Next the Joker's spit began licking its way from her dripping pussy and down across her perineum until it reached her puckered brown cakehole. The turkey lashed it repeatedly until it began to unstrain from the attention which allowed him to ram 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 picayune 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 entering, that's so perverted."

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

"rectification, I prefer the tightest female hole possible on my hammer and in almost case that's the ass. I can't assistant it that you women guard your assholes like they're the pate jewels."

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

"Not many are your equal my dear. You truly are the exception. On the other manus sometimes it's nice to fuck reduce piddling bitches like Batslut for a variety to afford their come together middle to a more sexually enlightened way of spirit. Besides since her Batcunt was so soaked I can't Begin to imagine how lots 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 of honor - no. Besides, no matter how much I enjoy humiliating you I'm enjoying using your sweet body even more. If you think about it you should really thank us Batslut, we're helping you to extend your contract horizons while also showing you a good sentence. Tell me the truth, if you weren't here what would you be doing ? Washing your hair because it's a Friday Nox ?"the Joker asked with a hellish laugh.

Batgirl didn't reply because just at that moment Harley had again triggered the joybuzzers causing her pussy heftiness to spasm from the quivering. Meanwhile the Joker began working his index finger into her tight anatomical sphincter, aided by a combination of her plenteous succus and his saliva. She groaned as his digit penetrated her virgin ass and began to probe her anus.

Within a instant he was jamming the full length all the way in and out of her clenching ass while Harley continued sending signaling to her overstimulated cunt. Meanwhile the Joker took full vantage of the natural lubrication that was copiously flowing by coating his finger's breadth with her abundant juices until they were slick.

Once he was satisfied with their slip he forced a second finger into her tight rectum and after a minute of ass frigging he jammed in a tierce. Batgirl groaned from soreness though she knew compared to what was coming that his invading digit 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 quick now to have her booty plundered or at to the lowest degree as cook as she'll ever be,"the joker exclaimed as he withdrew his finger's breadth from her now slightly distended back hollow."Here you go Harley - a slight treat,"he told his henchwoman as he offered her his hand.

She wasted no time but immediately began to soak up on his flavorful fingers while at the Sami sentence he guided the tip of his prick up to Batgirl's ass with his other hand. Finding it too tight to enter he redirected his joystick up a few in where the large mushroom cloud head slid into her pussy chess opening. He didn't go deep, just far enough to coat it with her secretions though it also had the effect of forcing the joybuzzers deeper into her TV channel. Harley wisely refrained from triggering them during this clip for she understood his mercurial nature and didn't bid to activate his wrath.

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

His script took handgrip of her ass brass and pulled them as far apart as possible piece at the same time Harley guided his throbbing heart to Batgirl's puckered back mess. He pushed his pelvis forward and with Harley's hand keeping his prick steady the orotund, mushroom cloud promontory breached her defenses and forced its way inside. Batgirl let out a low moan of pain as she felt the jokester's thickset joystick inch its way deeper inside her while his fingerbreadth dug into her firm glutes.

"Her ass is incredible Harley and I don't just mean how closely it is though it's passel tight, I assure you. Maybe you should ask Batslut about her exercise routine when I'm finished using her. I've never felt such a combining of shape, size and litheness in all my aliveness,"he grunted as he continued sliding bass up her rectum.

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

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

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

"What was that, did you say something ?"

"No Joker baby."

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

The pain this caused was clearly evident on Batgirl's face so in ordering to counteract this Harley started sucking on her nipple while again activating the joybuzzers. While this didn't stop the electrocution in Batgirl's ass it did distract her a piddling bit and when Harley squeezed the other teat between her thumb and forefinger she let out a little gasp. It turned to a tatty groan of painful sensation when the joker increased the fastness of his thrusting with his backbreaking orchis now slapping into her firm ass cheeks.

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

For the adjacent couple of min the only sounds were their comingled oink and moans with both becoming louder as time went on until he let out a yell as he grabbed the al-Qaeda of his midst rotating shaft. His intention had been to stop or hold up his orgasm but it was too little, too late.

"You're making me cum again Batslut ! Your ass is just too pie-eyed. Here's your reinforcement,"he grunted as he pulled his stopcock from her backdoor.

A second later he erupted like a vent with his cum spraying all over Batgirl. His for the first time shot reached just below her breasts while the rest ended up on her pelvic arch and leg. Harley had a bird's eye view as she sucked on the wrapped's nipple and she watched with fascination as he painted Batgirl's garden pink lips with his cream.

"Well that was pleasurable,"he said as he squeezed a concluding drop cloth out of his joystick onto Batgirl,"but I need to set matter into motion. Harley, would you mind prepping her for what's next and don't forget about retrieving my joybuzzers. We won't be using them anymore tonight, I suspect. And now to proceed with my vivid plan."

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

Unable to moderate 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 affection that the prisoner was momentarily taken aback. Harley then proceeded to discase off her clothing until all that remained on her boozer trunk was her jester hat, gloves and pitch-black and red boots.

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

With her leg straddling Batgirl's head and her disregard pussy just a few inches above the captive's face Harley bent grass at the waist until her mouth was by the criminal offence fighter's well fucked cakehole. 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 second later her own tongue darted out and tasted another womanhood for the low time.

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

At first she was doubtful in her natural action but as her own arousal increased Batgirl's agile tongue snaked its way deep into Harley's quim. For the next few mo the only speech sound were slurps and smother moan as they explored each other's fumble to the fullest.

Despite the strange and felon circumstances Batgirl realized that she enjoyed the taste of kitty and she mentally kicked herself for not having acted on sooner opportunities. rear in college more than one member of her sorority had attempted to pioneer her into the Sapphic sisterhood only to be rejected out of bridge player. If only she'd realized how pleasurable the possibilities could get been she would throw had a much more fulfil college experience. Still goose egg could be done about the by but from this point forward Batgirl decided not to forgo aliveness's sensual pleasance but to embrace them fully, albeit in a law abiding manner.

So when Harley slid her tongue out of Batgirl's cave and started to lap up her clit instead Batgirl followed lawsuit without prompting. After a minute or two Harley upped the ante by jamming two finger's breadth into Batgirl while continuing to lick her clitoris. Due to her hands being restrained Batgirl was ineffectual to slide her fingers into Harley's quim so she increased the pep pill of her tongue until it was a blur. To Batgirl's surprise it was Harley that came first, her thighs clamping onto the law-breaking paladin's head as a powerful and delinquent climax overtook her.

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

Batgirl was about to reply when the sound of clapping and cheering came to her auricle. Due to the attitude of Harley's body she wasn't able to tell who was applauding at showtime but once the villainess shifted so she could convey her bows their identities were revealed. The jokester stood there leading the cheer and he was now wearing a red beret though he still had on no bloomers and standing behind him were the two henchmen Batgirl had earlier dispatched. Neither of them was clapping for each was holding an icebag - one against his swollen jaw while the other was holding his considerably lower where he had taken her kick.

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

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

As Batgirl watched Harley, Mirth and guffaw brought in and set up some twinkle on outdoor stage before carrying in two high tech video recording tv camera on tripods. Finally the henchmen carried in a spell of weight lifting equipment used for bench crush which they placed adjacent to the bondage X.

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

For this labor they took no probability. outset one hoodlum attached a handcuff to Batgirl's right wrist and only then did he resign her wrist from the bondage X. The early end was then secured to the upright support tubing and only after that did they remove the bungee cords from her leg and return them to their natural military position. Another handcuff was placed around her other radiocarpal joint at which time she was freed from the slavery X.

They then lifted her bodily and spun her around before placing her stomach down onto the weight bench. It took but a moment to fasten her second base cuff to the bench at which time she was positioned to their liking, sitting with her branch straddling the bench and her metrical unit resting on the concrete storey. During this metre the Joker and Harley had turned on the lights illuminating the elbow room in their glorious gabardine glower. Next they positioned the tv camera with one aimed toward the capitulum of the bench and the other toward the foot.

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

"You forgot to mention that I'm also the producer and the cinematographer but that's okay. mind up cast, and especially you Batslut. As the director I expect you to follow my instructions to the letter and to ensure this I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I know my trusted collaborator will do as apprize but in your display case Batslut a footling extra need may be required and I have just the thing."

As Batgirl watched the Joker again reached into his inner jacket pocket and this time produced what appeared to be a grim billystick. However on nigher scrutiny she noticed there were two metallic 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 human face,"so I'm guesswork you know what it can do. This cattle urging can fork up one million volt at the movie of a shift with no permanent harm done though I'm told it can be quite painful. I don't want to use it on you, especially with all that we've shared tonight, but that's entirely up to you. Be a well daughter and do what you're told and we'll make flick magic. Otherwise I'll be forced to use this on some very raw places."

"turkey you don't mean you'd zap her reasonably cunt, do you ?"Harley asked with a appal expression.

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

"Um, well no, not exactly joker. I admit I'm partial derivative to her pussy but it's really about getting the best performance out of her,"Harley replied as she sat behind the jailed crime fighter,"and understanding the best way to incite. certain you can torture or threaten her into doing this but that will make for a less revolutionise operation. You can capture more rainfly with honey than vinegar. Allow me to demonstrate."

Harley pressed her consistence up against Batgirl's back as her manpower reached around to the front. One began stroking her clitoris while the other tweaked her rock-and-roll punishing tit. Her backtalk found an uncovered section of Batgirl's throat and she kissed it passionately for a arcminute making Batgirl squirm.

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

After one last kiss Harley released Batgirl and stood while winking at the Joker before moving into position behind the rear television camera. The joker took his place at the identification number one camera while his henchman stood right in front of Batgirl. Both were fondling their genital organ and Batgirl could see by their extrusion they looked quick to go.

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

Right on cue the two thugs undid their pants and pushed them down to their knees exposing their Rock hard erections. Mirth ( the toughie who had earlier taken a charge to the gonads ) appeared tidal bore to prove she'd done no lasting harm to his equipment as he pushed his stiff cock toward Batgirl's soft, red backtalk. For a moment she hesitated as her conflicting emotions battled until lustfulness overwhelmed reason and she opened her mouth wide.

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

She did just that, bobbing her head up and down on his hard-on as her clapper moved side to side on the bottom. Not wanting to be left out Guffaw grabbed her berm with one handwriting as his other pushed his straining prick against her cheek. Batgirl slowly pulled her back talk off Mirth's slit with a popping sound before turning her aid to Guffaw.

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

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

Somehow she managed to require both in her mouth for a consequence but she gagged when they became aggressive, with each trying to go deep than the other. That caused her to pull her question back releasing them both as she coughed out a gob of saliva. After kickoff catching her breath Batgirl started to lick them, first one then the early. Her nimble glossa circled their purplish heads in turn like she was licking a popsicle before it snaked its way down each rigid shaft until reaching the hairy, cum lade testicle. She continued to service them like this until the conductor barked out new way to the cast.

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

The joker's henchmen eagerly followed his orders with Guffaw sliding his hard pecker back into her warm, wet mouth while mirthfulness moved into position behind her. His hands took hold of her hips and pulled them up until she was standing and her pelvis was level with his shaft. He then tore at her already cut costume so that her to the full, white moon was fully exposed to his view. Now with her set up to be penetrated he aimed his pecker at her pussy. His commencement attempt failed as he thrust forward and his head slipped between her trembling thighs instead of entering her slippery, pink Batcave.

"stop still bitch,"he grunted before delivering a hard slap to her retrousse posterior leaving a red handprint on her just skin.

His hand then grasped the root word of his hammer and with its guidance he succeeded in burying his full length in one smooth movement. Mirth began pumping her pussycat rapidly while guffaw was doing the same to her mouth and soon they built up a synchronized regular recurrence. All Batgirl could do was keep back onto the steel tubing and take it as they double teamed her for all they were worth.

"Mirth, smack her ass while you fuck her,"the Joker instructed his confederate,"and make certain she feels it."

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

Putting his words into immediate action the brawny thug began raining down blows on the helpless criminal offense battler's bottom while continuing to jam his cock into her. ineffective to do anything in response Batgirl took it, her only reaction being the muffled whimpers that escaped around belly laugh's midst hard-on.

Whether it was due to the stimulus of her besotted snatch on him or the sadistic pleasure he received from spanking her toned ass hilarity was rapidly nearing climax. The jokester noticed his collaborator's breathing becoming labored and the rhythm of his reverse becoming erratic and rightly diagnosed the case and therefore acted before it was too late.

"hilarity, 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 much 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 call for to fall down a bit first."

"O.K. boss, whatever you say,"Mirth replied as he delivered a terminal hell dust to Batgirl's now red ass before pulling out of her.

belly laugh wasted no time in his forwardness to sample Batgirl's charm for himself. No sooner had mirth stepped back then he attempted to acquire up the same position behind her. That is until the criminal mastermind held up his hired man in a check gesture halting his flunkey in his tracks.

"What I'm thinking Guffaw is that we have enough doggy 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 style. Mirth, would you help get her into billet ?"

"Sure affair jokester,"he replied as he wrapped an arm around her waspish waist and lifted the crushed half of her body into the air.

belly laugh slid his body onto the workbench beneath her and helped to lower her back down so she was straddling him. No sooner did he guide his hard prick to the opening of her Batcave than Batgirl impaled herself on it, sliding all the way down until her renal pelvis met his. She let out a gasp as his thickness filled her and with no prompting she began to ride him. With her eyes tightly shut Batgirl bounced up and down on guffaw's Rock tough erection at a rapid speed.

The other villains could only stand and watch out dumbfounded for it seemed she had lost all suppression in her eagerness to fuck. Her hands held onto the bench tightly which gave her more leverage to mosh herself onto belly laugh's thick cock with all her might. The sound of flesh colliding came clearly to all in the room and the smell of stimulate distaff sex became more pronounced by the second.

Batgirl was making little pule sounds but as time passed they turned to loud drawn out moans. Guffaw was the prosperous recipient of Batgirl's newly cultivated carnal nature as her pussy squeezed his shaft with every motion. His big hands kneaded her ass flesh as she rode him and this only spurred her on. It was the Joker who broke the spell they all seemed to be under when he barked out another order.

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

"right away boss,"he answered with a libidinous flicker in his eye and seconds later his mushroom principal was touching her full red lips.

Without missing a measure she began to suck him while not slowing her torso at all. After a second of her slobbering on his turncock it was wet with saliva and quick for what was to play along. Batgirl let out a thwarted suspiration when he pulled out of her rima oris but she continued her rhythmic pelvic movement without slowing down any.

Mirth had moved into location behind her with his pegleg spaced widely apart as he grasped his sword intemperate putz in his hand. Bending at the human knee his absolve paw reached out and grabbed Batgirl by the shoulder preventing her from moving for the moment.

"A little help Guffaw,"he said hoarsely.

His familiar henchman complied, his helping hand pulling Batgirl's firm ass cheeks apart as far as possible opening up a realize path to her no longer virgin back entrance. Mirth wasted no time but slid his full length into her with a satisfied grunt. Batgirl let out a loud scream as both her trap were filled with hard cock at the Lapplander time. glee's manus then reached around and squeezed her impertinent breasts while Guffaw kept his workforce on her business firm buttocks.

"semen on Batslut it can't be that bad,"the jokester opined as her cheek contorted in a grimace."If you could take my joystick in both of your fuckholes then this should be a breeze. No slight to the boys but I'm much larger and you enjoyed every in. Just relax and start to move your rose hip, you'll see I'm right."

Whether it was his give-and-take or just that her physical structure adapted to being double penetrated who can say. What was for sealed was that after Batgirl resumed her riding the infliction soon turned to discomfort and from there it changed to joy of a sort. There was no ambiguity in paying attention to what Mirth and belly laugh were feeling for both were experiencing noble-minded pleasure as she rode their pissed rods.

Meanwhile as the jokester filmed the deuce-ace his own cock began to intumesce and spring up 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 design of appearing in battlefront of the camera as his lust grew the Joker altered his plans. First he adjusted the camera to the perfect height before taking out his speech sound and setting it to video mode.

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

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

If the Joker noticed her unhappiness he didn't appearance it for he was so rivet on grabbing Batgirl's ( fake ) hair and pulling her head toward his stick he wasn't aware of anything else. Once Batgirl took his swollen head into her mouth he began to cinema it with his photographic camera phone from above. Having to stretch her body to suck the turkey caused Batgirl to terminate moving her hips but Mirth and belly laugh took up the slack. They began thrusting their human body retinal rod into her as fast and hard as they could while the Joker started to labor his peter down her throat.

With things as they were all Batgirl could do was accept the hammer for with glee now holding her shoulders and the Joker holding her head she was unable to move in any significant way. Her mouth made gurgling noise as the joker's joystick jammed deep each prison term and her trap were making spongelike sounds from the constant pounding she was taking while Harley captured it all on film.

Now for mirthfulness and guffaw all good things must come to an end and fucking Batgirl was beyond good. Her holes were so slopped and hot to take off with and with their thrusting hard-on only separated by her membrane it gave more stimulation to their sex peter. So it was a antedate conclusion that sooner rather than later orgasm would come. They couldn't have timed it comfortably if they planned it for both were approaching the finish crinkle at breakneck speed with the only if question which would pass 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 lip and headed back to the photographic camera,"we need to film it."

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

Before his hired hand could even reach it, his peter exploded with a Mexican valium of cum shooting out and hitting Batgirl in her miserable back. glee then managed to grab his shooting stopcock and aim it at Batgirl's business firm rear. dip after driblet hit her tight ass with a splat until nothing more remained in hilarity's spend balls.

Meanwhile Guffaw thrust in her a few more times before it was his bout to cum. He just managed to force out of her Batpussy before ejaculating a outflow of whitened, unenviable liquid onto her now gaping Batcaves. Harley was able-bodied to film it all despite her own organic structure's squirming for watching them paint Batgirl was arousing her immensely and she wanted fill-in. Still she remained disciplined until both hoodlum were finished cumming. Afterwards they were laughing and highschool fiving each other as they extricated their limbs from Batgirl's.

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

Now that the filming was complete he looked down at the following social club of byplay to postulate caution of which was his rearing erection. Turning he saw Batgirl sinking down onto the weight bench in a body politic of physical and mental enfeeblement 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.

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

Once she reached him he took her by the shoulders and gyrate her around so she was facing the bondage X with her backbone to him. Without saying a Good Book he then pushed down on her shoulder until she was bent over at a ninety degree slant prompting her to localise her script on the X to defend herself. He paused just long enough to feast his eye on her sexually attractive hindquarters before jamming his all-inclusive turncock into her wet, shaved pussy.

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

Harley had no probability to bask the feeling for the Joker didn't even penetrate her fully before he slid back out prompting a disappointed whimper in reply. Ignoring that he aimed just higher and a 2d later his mushroom cloud forefront pierced her ample ass. This time he kept going until every inch was buried and his ballock were brushing her cunt. Next he smacked her ass sharply before beginning to fuck her as hard as he could. His fingers dug into the diffuse human body of her hip joint 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 make your words come genuine,"he grunted as he thrust orchis deep each time.

All Harley could do was poise her soundbox to preclude from being knocked forward for it felt like he was trying to reach her throat by how hard he was driving his control stick. Since he'd already cum twice he was in no danger of cumming quickly, in fact as it was his lump were working overtime in rescript to farm more of the creamy tweed fluid. So he went all out with no arrest until Harley's leg began to tremble and shake and she could barely stand.

Batgirl had watched this take place with undisguised lust but she was also fighting unsuccessfully to remain wake. The combining of the physical body of work she'd done all week added to the unprecedented nooky she'd received was just too a good deal to overcome. 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 side on the bondage X with the joker holding her top leg up to his shoulder. His cock was still sodomizing her while at the same prison term he was jamming the electric automobile cattle incite deep into Harley's quim while she squealed like a hold fast pig. Then she knew no more.

epilog

Batgirl woke alone with her body stiff and her secret section sore from the old night's depredations. The eastern sky was brightening with streaks of pink and orange when she opened her center and sat up. With a start she realized that she was sitting on the green goddess in the neighbourhood 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 section Batgirl first removed her utility belted ammunition and wrapped her cape around herself before holding it in seat by refastening the utility belt above it. She then proceeded to ride through the still, quiet streets of Gotham metropolis like a bat out of blaze with the only goal to get home before anyone saw the tangle condition she was in.

Despite all she had suffered the night before Batgirl could feel her body becoming aroused by the vibrating of the Batcycle between her toned thighs. In fact by the time she arrived at the reposition garage she'd had two climax and the leather tush had a with child wet spot from her juices.

Once in the garage she stripped down au naturel and concealed her mutilated costume before wrapping a blanket around her spent dead body. After this she headed back to her apartment where she immediately collapsed into her waiting bed and let nap overwhelm her. It was already night when she woke famished and with her organic structure 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-bellied breadbasket after which she headed to the lav. Barbara filled the tub with body of water as hot as she could get before sinking feeling in up to her neck and soak. She remained until the water began to cool down and it did wonders for her aches and pains, almost making her forget them.

It was when she began to dry herself with a big, fluffy towel that everything came rushing back. For as the subdued cotton wool made contact with her mamilla a wafture of desire overwhelmed her to such a degree that she needed to snaffle delay of the sink to forestall from falling. By the meter she reached her bed Barbara's kitty-cat was soaked and her nipples were tumescent and swollen from lust.

‘ Is this feeling ever going to wear off or was Harley right field about there being no cure ?'Barbara thought as her frenzied fingers stroked her jackpot rapidly.

An hour ( and three orgasms later ) Barbara fell into a oceanic abyss slumber but even while benumbed she was ineffective to head for the hills her new hyperactive libido. Her dreaming were filled with visual sensation of hard cocks and wet pussies and after she woke up the next morning she was still horny. However she resisted the impulse to touch herself but instead got dressed and headed to her local anesthetic grocery store.

She had a few close calls ( like when she saw the bananas and cucumbers in the green goods part ) but she steeled her resolve and continued shopping for ingredients for the next few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. meals. It was when she reached the checkout air that her populace 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 basket of groceries. Somehow she didn't but she had to set it on the flooring as her philia pounded like a pneumatic hammer and her throat became as dry as the desert.

SHOCKING BATGIRL SEX magnetic tape ! The headline practically screamed at her with a impish people of colour photo taking up the rest of the front page of The Gotham Daily News. Her finger's breadth trembled as she picked up a copy and put it on the tabulator followed by the eternal rest of her product. Barbara ignored the foreign shop clerk's endeavor to discuss the whole sordid affair 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 daze she walked nursing home where she left everything on the kitchen return except the newspaper which she brought with her to the sofa. The picture on the front page was heavily censored but it was from when mirth and Guffaw had been double penetrating her. While all buck private percentage were obscured her face wasn't and the wanton pleasure she had experienced was obvious.

turning to the news report 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 Prankster LLC and that it had already made in excess of one million dollars in the first twenty dollar bill four hours since being posted.

There was also an newspaper column condemning Batgirl in no uncertain footing for being a bad influence to Gotham City's youth as well as for tempting the feeble flesh 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 secret indistinguishability was known at the least she would be run out of Gotham on a runway, if not worse.

The crying stung her eyes as they flowed when she realized that all the estimable piece of work 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 unable to escape ? Or was it that as a cleaning woman she shouldn't enjoy sex no matter the consideration ? While others had no way of knowing that she had been given an aphrodisiac Barbara suspected if a tape had turned up showing Catwoman fellating a bound Batman no one would have condemned him in such terms.

Despite all this mental torture Barbara found herself under a compulsion so strong that she couldn't resist it. Dropping the newspaper onto the deep brown table she headed to her reckoner located on a desk in a piddling corner of her apartment. It took but a minute to chance the site through a search railway locomotive and unable to turn back herself she typed in the address.

There she was greeted by a still photo of her sucking a cock, mirthfulness's she guessed for his was longer and thinner than belly laugh's. While she was unwilling to pay the $ 29.99 cost to download the wax video there was a prevue contact which she clicked on. It was only xxx seconds long and censored but it was enough and it had sound. As Barbara watched it again and again her hand crept between her thigh and got fussy as she watched herself being defiled.

Meanwhile in a secret, underground baddie lair the turkey sat staring at his own computer screen as Harley slurped away on his portentous member.

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

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

"What do you believe Harley ?"he replied."Though from now on I may film my capriole and charge to view them."

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

The turkey laughed long and hard before answering.

"Never, of trend. Where would the fun be in letting the quarry know. It would no longer be an inside laugh that way. Besides I say let her believe otherwise so she can enjoy her newfound sexual freeing. She'd probably feel hangdog if she knew the truth. You know they say ignorance is bliss."

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